It's 9:00 on a Sunday night. I'm watching a movie with my friends Piper and David. We're all cuddling and enjoying the movie when Piper scratches me out of nowhere, dragging her nails slowly from my shoulder to my wrist.
"You bitch." I say, teasingly pissed off, as I proceed to do the same to her. She acts mad at me and it soon turns into a full-scale war, with David retreating to watch from the chair beside the bed. She scratches up the inside of my leg, nearly breaking skin, and I gasp. I scratch across her lower back and she yells "Damnit!"
You see, my friend Piper and I are incredible masochists. We are also nearly exactly alike and we know what gets each other worked up. Even though we aren't actually attracted to each other, we both get incredibly turned on by being scratched, and we had just made a cruel game of torturing each other.
We know we can't do anything to ease our situation at the moment, with David's mother in the next room, so we just continue to torture each other with nails clawing each other, long and drawn out while David just watches.
The door slams.
His mother is leaving.
Wait for her car to pull away.
Victory.
Piper and I look at each other, look at David, and then look at each other again. We give each other one small soft kiss to excite him. He immediately gets the point and crawls up onto the bed with us, reclining back against the headboard. Piper and I sit where we are for a moment, intent on teasing him. We look at him and bite our lips hard. We run our hands up and down each others arms. We kiss again in front of him to drive him wild. Then we begin to crawl towards him, very slowly, hands and knees.
I can see that the anticipation is killing him as much as it is me, though Piper is very good at hiding it. We reach him. I sit at his feet for a moment while Piper crawls up onto his lap, mounting him. He reaches for her but she stops his hand, putting it back behind him and instructing him to hold on to the bedpost.
He obeys.
She then leans in and brushes her lips against his, then quickly pulls away. A moment's hesitation. Now she grabs David by the hair and pulls his mouth to hers, kissing him furiously as he forces himself to continue holding onto the bedpost.
I sit.
I watch.
I wait for my turn.
After about a minute, Piper pulls away and licks her lips. She slides herself off of David's lap and sits back, allowing me my turn. I smile. Back on hands and knees, I crawl this way all the way onto his lap. Making sure he is still holding tight to the bedpost, I proceed to give him a short but sensual lapdance, delighting in the fact that it is killing him to not be able to touch me. I can feel him growing hard beneath my dancing body. It drives me forward. I lean in and kiss his lips once.
I stop dancing.
He stops breathing.
I pull away from him and just look at his lips, making him wait, knowing he can't do anything about it. I kiss him again, a small kiss. He shivers. One more kiss, then I pull away again and look wickedly into his eyes. He can't take anymore. He takes his hands from the bedpost behind him and with one motion, grabs the back of my head to pull me into him. He kisses me hard and passionately. With ferocity. The way that I like it. I bite his lip, he moans. He bites my lip harder, I groan. My hands intertwine themselves with his hair, sometimes pulling, sometimes caressing. He grabs my sides. Hard. Very hard. Pressing me into him. I know I'll have bruises and that excites me all the more. I switch directions and begin to nibble on his ear. He punches me in the soft part of the thigh. I gasp. I was not expecting this but my reaction shows him that I like it. I go back to kissing him with more force than ever.
A whisper.
A little reminder that I'm being selfish. I pull away and smile back a Piper. She returns the grin. I shift sideways to make room for her. She climbs up next to me and David places one hand on the small of each of our backs, dragging his nails across them just a bit to egg us on. Piper and I look at each other and then dive in, going to work on his neck.
Kissing.
Nibbling.
Sucking.
His breath becomes shallow as we drive him closer to ecstasy. He moves his hands slowly up and down our backs, sometimes pulling on our hair, sometimes moving down to squeeze those lovely asses of ours. We lean back just to pull off his shirt. His strong chest is lightly trickled with sweat. He looks at us, waiting. We proceed to kiss up and down his chest and stomach, licking and nibbling the whole way.
Not fair, he says.
So, to appease him we take off our shirts next, leaving us in our pants and brightly colored bras. As we begin to lean back into his neck, he stops Piper. She will be the first to have the favor returned. I go back to work on David's neck and shoulders while he begins to kiss all over Piper's stomach, chest, and cleavage.
He pulls me back.
My turn.
Piper starts kissing David's neck happily as he looks me up and down once. He brings his mouth to my stomach first, kissing all the way across it while holding my back firmly with his strong hands. When he had covered all of that territory, he moved up to my collarbones, kissing across from left to right. Then he moved lower, beginning to kiss into my cleavage.
I shiver.
Anticipation builds.
The feeling is overwhelming as he continues to kiss me, slowly sliding his hands around to cup my breasts. One hand slips inconspicuously under my bra, grasping my full breast in it. The other hand carefully reaches around to the clasp of my bra.
The door slams again.
A mothers voice calls inside.
Shit.
Playtime is over.
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