Chicago, Summer of 1994
I was visiting my favorite cousin Stephan and his partner David (pronounced as “dahveed”) in their lovely apartment on Lakeview Drive, overlooking Lincoln Park. We were lounging on the rooftop terrace of their building, sunbathing and chatting. Steph, as I called my cousin, told me he had invited over some very distant cousins from my father’s side of the family, whom I had never met. One, Gregory, was engaged to Alaina, a very lovely young woman. Gregory’s brother , Craig, was in college at the time and had the summer off. So, anyway, to get to the point, the three of them were coming over for cocktails and dinner.
Anything Steph did was five star rated. David was a gourmet cook, and Steph was the total diva. So, needless to say, their apartment looked like something out of Architectural Digest. I reveled in the elegance as I had been living and studying at Plum Village, in the beautiful Dordogne in France. Our days began at 5:30 am and 10: 30 was lights out. I spent an intense 6 months, celebate (really, it’s true)and vegetarian and now I was just beginning to feel like having an adventure. Adventure is my middle name!
So the doorbell rang and in walked my adventure of the night. He was tall and slender and tan and well toned. Sun bleached hair, bright green eyes, and a 1000 watt smile. My cousin Craig I greeted him with a kiss on the cheek and met Gregory and Alaina. Eventually we all got drinks and sat down in the elegant living room.
We were soon involved in fun and interesting conversation but I was a little distracted by my hot “little” cousin who was staring at me from across the room as I sat curled on a loveseat sipping Barbancourt 3 Star on the rocks. I caught him staring again so I looked back and gave him a very friendly smile. Just then Steph suggested that we all go up to the roof deck to watch the sunset and the city start to light up.
As we made our way up to the roof , I lagged behind a bit and then went off alone to a more secluded spot on the terrace. Of course, Craig came over to me. He was so adorable, and absolutely irresistable.
Somewhat shyly he said “You’re so beautiful. Would you let me kiss you?” My answer was to kiss him tenderly and sensuously playing with his nipple through his shirt. I could feel his erection. When we came up for air, we discovered that the others had discreetly gone back downstairs. When we walked in to the apartment, Craig actually blushed.
Dinner was lovely but Craig and I were too busy with our hands and feet under the table to pay much attention to the food. We had a very intense sexual energy together and I knew I was going to enjoy myself thouroughly.
After dinner Craig decided he was too tired to drive home so he asked to stay over. Steph made up the couch for him but Craig and I had other plans. He wanted to take a bath but there was no tub in the guest bath, so I grabbed a bottle of Metaxas, and we stripped off our clothes and I pulled him into the shower. His young, firm body was tan and slender and he was very strong. He easily lifted me up onto his cock and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He held my waist and moved me up and down slowly and rhythmically. He soon exploded inside me and I could feel the heat of his come fill my wet pussy. I said “Now it’s my turn to come” and took the detachable shower head in one hand and spread my pussy lips apart with my other hand. The pulsations of the water on my clit were ecstasy. He kissed me deeply as I came.
We drank some more brandy out of the bottle with the hot water pounding down on us and carefully, and sensuously bathed each other all over. Finally, waterlogged and slightly drunk we stumbled into bed. I was ready to teach him a few tricks. But I was in for a surprise.
Craig turned the tables on me and said “I think I know exactly what you need right now you hot bitch” I asked him what he thought that would be and he answered “A serious, hardcore fucking”. “Wow” I thought “where did that sweet, shy boy go?” He flipped me over onto my belly and raised up my hips so that my chest and head were resting on the pillow and my ass was totally exposed and ready for his big, hard cock. He put the tip inside me and teased me with it saying “Isn’t this what you want? Tell me how bad you want it” He reached around with one hand and immediately found my hard and very excited clit. He started rubbing me slowly in a circular motion and I was feeling waves of hot sexual energy pulse through my body. I begged him to give me more cock. I thought I was Mrs. Robinson, seducing the college boy, but he certainly had the upper hand and I was starting to like it, much to my surprise. He said “You can have more cock if you beg me to put my fingers in your tight little ass” At that point I was his love slave, so filled with the force of sexual desire that I was willing to do anything. And besides, I like a little ass play now and then. He finger fucked my ass as I moaned with pleasure, Then, suddenly he plunged his long, hard cock all the way into my waiting pussy. He pounded me with the full force of his thrusting hips making me cry out with pleasure. When he came he pulled out and let his hot juice spurt all over by ass.
I was in a frenzy of desire and I needed to come. I said “Let me show you how I like to come.” His answer was to pull the silk cord off of my bathrobe and quickly tie my hands together above my head. I couldn’t get free. Craig said “I’m going to make you come the way I like to do it. And I’m going to take my time.” He spread my legs wide and sat cross legged between them looking at me and grinning. “I’ve got you right where I want you” he whispered. He took a bottle of Chambord from the bar and dribbled a little on my firm and very sensitive tits. Then he slowly licked it off with short, soft tongue strokes. Then on down my belly. ever so slowly to my eager pussy. He trickled the sweet liqueur onto my desire swollen labia and then began to lick me slowly and sensuously, using an occasional quick, firm stroke on my clit. I was like a wild cat in heat, twisting and writhing, trying to get my hands free and push his face down into my wet crotch. It was such a rush to be at his mercy, and so unexpected. I’m used to calling the shots during my sexual escapades so this was a new and very erotic experience for me.
I begged him to keep his tongue on my clit because I was right on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm. Instead he took a small piece of ice out of his drink and gently rubbed it on my clit. I screamed with a mix of pleasure and frustration. This boy was driving me wild. He said “I just want to cool you down a little then I’ll get you nice and hot again”. He put a pillow under my hips to raise my pelvis up and spread my legs further. I had never felt so exposed and it was an unbelievable turn on. He started licking me again and gently sucked my clit while flicking it with his tongue. Just when I was getting that wonderful pre-climax tingle, he stopped and gently blew on my clit. I moaned in anticipation of what might be next.
He flipped me over onto my belly again, hands still tied to the headboard, and put the pillow under my hips so that my ass was better exposed to him. He started to gently stroke my ass hole with his tongue while finger fucking my pussy. “Do you want to come, Aphrodite?” he asked.”” Please, please, please make me come” I moaned. “Then you’re going to have to take my cock all the way into your tight little ass. If you let me do that until I shoot my hot juice up into you I’ll make you come so hard it’s gonna blow your mind” he said huskily. “Come on, tell me you want my dick in your ass” I whispered “I want your dick in my ass” He said, “How bad do you want it? “Just do it, put it in me now, I want it !” I panted.
“That’s more like it” he said. He gently put a smooth lubricant in and around my tight little hole and rubbed his rock hard cock to moisten it. He touched the tip of his dick to my ass and I shivered with anticipation. Oh my goddess, it hurt soooooo good. That wicked mix of pain and pleasure and the experience of being tied to the bed defenseless was making me wild with excitement. True to his word, Craig rubbed my clit expertly with his finger until we came together crying out with the sweet release of sexual tension.
Craig and I never had any more sexual excapades after that, but we remain friends to this day. I will never forget that erotic and unexpected experience.
Diana Davis is from North Carolina. She began writing erotic fiction several years ago as a hobby and an outlet for creative expression. She recently decided to share her work with the public. Diana is currently working on an anthology of her short stories containing some of her personal favorites.