The Greek Student, part two

Content Advisory: Erotic, Anal Sex

Eton took care of his body and was perhaps even proud of it. His pecs were well defined, with pale brown nipples that begged for nibbles. His abs rippled with every movement. I’d seen ancient Greek sculptures before, and Eton was no exception to the fine Grecian form.

Our mouths met again as we undressed each another. I tugged his belt loose to open his fly as his slightly callused fingers trailed over my cleavage brimming from my bra and down my belly to unbutton my shorts. My insides burned and my clit was swollen and throbbing with want, still hidden in my tiny panties. He bit my bottom lip and tugged slightly with a smile. My shorts dropped to my ankles and I sucked on his lip as I shoved my shoes off and kicked my shorts away. I sighed when he wrapped an arm around my waist to pull my body flush with his, his hand taking mine to slide over his thigh before bumping up against his fully erect dick. Correction: cock. That monster was nothing but hard man meat. I smiled against his lips.

“Do you approve?” he murmured and I nodded slowly. He let me play with and stroke his cock as he unfastened my bra to palm my breast with one hand. His thumbs circled my nipples, making them peak from the gentle friction. Eton kissed down my neck to my collarbone to lick, then continued downward until he found my right nipple to pull into his mouth, finishing with a rapid flick of his tongue.

My knees weakened and I moaned as I dug my fingers into his hair, pressing his face into my breasts. My panties were soaked with my juices; I needed him so badly. In my arms, underneath me, over me, just in me, deep within, stretching my pussy with his thick Greek cock.

He ate at my nipples in a maddeningly slow fashion, his mouth expert over my skin, which he also nipped. The tiny spikes of pain flooded my cunt and I rubbed my thighs together in desperation to get some sort of sensation down there. He stopped what he was doing and rose to his full height again, his smile mischievous.

I whined softly and grabbed his hand to lead him to the bed. “I want you, Eton.”

He sat me down on the bed and bent at the waist to bury his face in my neck, biting gently. “I want you too, Kitrina,” he rumbled in my ear. He squeezed my breasts with his hands as I was pushed gradually to lie on my back. He repositioned me so I lay in the middle of his bed. A sea of snow white cotton sheets blurred in my vision as he rubbed his thumb into my slick, needy clit, making tight circles and causing me to arch my back.

A wave of pleasure washed over me as my thighs tensed and I reached out on both sides to grasp in vain at the tightly-fitted sheets. I tangled my fingers in his hair instead to pull his mouth to mine, devouring his tongue and lips.

He slipped two fingers inside me, their length easily finding and tickling my g-spot.

I moaned louder and raised my hips off the bed, eager to push something into me, fingers, cock, tongue, anything. I just wanted, no needed, to be filled with something. His knuckles rammed against my clit as he finger-fucked me and I squirmed, moaning through my nose at first. As my pussy clenched around his digits, my mouth fell open and I groaned in orgasm.

“Eton, god Eton. Feels so good.” Our gazes met and I licked my lips at the same time he did his. I purred as he bent his head to flick his very long tongue over my pussy, before burying his nose in my soft, slick folds.

His cheek stubble scratched my inner thighs as I closed my legs around his head. He grunted and pushed them apart again, sliding his finger under my ass to rub against my sensitive hole.

“Mm…oh god, you’re…you’re rubbing my ass. Eton…” I moaned louder and louder still as he slipped the tip of his finger into my ass, still sucking and probing my cunt with his tongue. Dare I try what he was alluding to? Would it feel good or just hurt so very much? The sensation of his finger in my nether hole intensified the orgasm in my pussy, which contracted the same time I gasped and clawed at his sheets. My fingers caught hold of the fabric, and I pulled a corner loose before I came so hard, my face lost all feeling. My knees shook and I had to push him away.

He rose on his knees and looked at me. “Did I do something wrong?”

“God no, Eton, it was just so much at once.” I licked my lips and flipped over on all fours to push him on his back. His member was so hard it was curved up to point at his sculpted stomach. Fine blond hairs trailed from his navel to around his cock and balls, soft and beautiful. I took his gorgeous rod in hand and it jerked at the touch. He smelled like soap with a hint of sandalwood. I licked the precum from the slit in his dick, and then molded my lips around his size and shape. His cock was hot in my mouth and against my tongue. Pulse thundered in my ears but I heard his soft moan as his thighs tensed gradually. He threaded his fingers in my hair and I fought the urge to tell him to use me, fuck my face, anything.

Maybe we had a common frequency between us, because his grip tightened and I would’ve cried out in relief if his cock wasn’t being shoved so far into my throat. My throat muscles constricted against his shaft and he let out a deep groan, apparently liking the sensation. I sucked him faster, deeper as he shoved my mouth all the way to the root of his cock and held me there. A delicious zing raced through my body as he came straight into my throat, his grip powerful and tugging at the roots of my hair. When he was finished, he released me so I could slide him from my mouth.

“Kitrina,” he whispered, his green eyes very dark, “get on your stomach.” He took a few breaths. “Let me see your beautiful ass.”

I complied with his request and turned over. My nipples tingled as they brushed the sheet when I lowered my head and raised my ass in the air, my arms folded beneath me. I felt his hands caress then squeeze each cheek as he moved into position. My pussy ached with need to have his cock stuffed inside.

He rubbed the head of his cock against my cunt and I whimpered. “Please. Oh God, please.”

When he thrust his dick deep into my cunt in one swift move, I moaned so loud, it strained my voice. But he felt so fucking good. I was nowhere else but here, with him on his bed. So long I’d wondered what he’d feel like.

He gripped my hips to crash himself into me, raising the bar, stroking fast, faster.

I screamed and rose on my arms, tilting the degree in which he entered me, giving him a deeper opportunity. One of his hands left my hip to grab a fistful of my hair, raking my neck back at an extreme angle as he growled in his work. My mouth hung open as I moaned and grunted, an animal’s sound. I tugged on my own nipple as I came around him, the orgasm flooding my vision with a wash of creeping unconsciousness.

He pulled me back toward his chest and brushed his lips against my ear. “I want more…” His thumb pressed on my asshole to show me just how much more he wanted. My head felt too heavy for my neck but slowly I nodded.

“Lie flat on your stomach and relax.” His warm breath tickled my skin.

I did as commanded, my arms over my head, fingers digging into the sheet. He leaned back and shuffled through his night stand drawer. The snap of a lid then the icy touch of the lube. I shivered.

 He tossed the tube to the side and slowly pressed his weight down on me. His chest slid up against my back, and he took my hand in his. “Just relax,” he whispered, and I nodded quickly. With his other hand, he positioned his cock against my ass and I felt the beginnings of pressure.

I whined beneath him and he squeezed my hand gently.

“I’m going to work it in slow,” he rasped, rubbing the head of his cock against my opening in a lazy up and down motion. He stopped suddenly and penetrated the outer ring muscles of my ass.

I raised my head off the bed and moaned through my nose. It felt like the entire world was entering my ass, but it was an incredible feeling that sent wild tremors through my whole body and, as he burrowed deeper, that sensation increased until I called out.

“Oh my God, Eton. Eton…” I said his name over and over as he moved inside me, sending electrifying barbs of pain and pleasure through me. I wanted him there. I needed him there. I wanted him to bury that cock as deep as he could.

“Faster,” I begged, my eyes squeezed shut with his hand still gripping mine. I dug my nails into his fingers as he increased the pace and made me growl and groan and moan so much, my voice broke.

Eton too, rumbled in my ear, his hips rolling over my ass, cool air invading the split-second of each of his upstrokes. I was never aware I could feel so much with another human. Tears streamed down my face as my brain confused signals and released the excess the only sure way it knew how.

Eton shortened his strokes, his grunts dropping in scale until he sounded as animalistic as me. He leaned up and clamped my shoulder between his teeth, biting hard as he finished his orgasm deep in my ass.

We halted after a few more pushes against one another, gasping for breath, hearts pounding like mallets. He rose up to allow me to turn on my side and then lay on his side as well and we faced each other.

“I’d say we’ve gotten to know one another a little better,” he said with a beautiful smile.

I grinned back. “Initial curiosity is satisfied, but I will still need more results to draw any conclusions.” He raised an eyebrow. I flicked my tongue over his lips and grinned.

Look for Annice’s next short story in July 2012!

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A Halloween to Remember Part 2

Warning- m/f sex with mentions of group sex situations

Join us tomorrow for Part 3 of A Halloween to Remember

The main part of the party was in what could only be described of as a mini ballroom. The room was off the formal dining area and took up the whole rear end of the house. The Victorians would’ve all died from heart failure if they’d witnessed the totally non-prudish things which were occurring in that room tonight. Adena wasn’t even sure if she could handle seeing it.

The games Chrissy and Martin came up with were truly sexually warped.

To loosen up an shed some inhibitions Adena downed a couple shots, a shooter from between the well endowed bartender’s breasts, then grabbed another drink from the bar as she glanced around at the activities.

Four women on the sofa were playing a game that must have been called, ‘How Many Dildos Can You Fit in the Hole.’ Three of the women each had three stuffed inside them. One woman was in the process of putting in her fifth. Looked like Miss Super Stuffed was going to win that one. Talk about stretched out!

In another part of the room, a deep throat contest was going on. A man that could put John Holmes to shame was sitting in a chair fully erect while women took turns seeing how far down on him they could go. Another guy was marking Mr. Cocky with chocolate body paint showing where each woman ended up. He was also measuring and keeping tally.

Adena considered trying that one. She’d always been really good at going down. At the other end of the room, people were baring body parts, slathering paint on them and applying them to paper. That was rather creative.

On another sofa, several couples were playing, ‘Who Can Come the Fastest.’
They were being timed to see which guy could come first. Hmm. Different. First time she’d seen guys get awarded for coming fast.

All over the room, sexual games were being played. Many were tame compared to the ones she’d just witnessed, like: toss the dildo, toss the hoop over the penis, pin the boobs on the bitch, pin the penis on the man, sexy charades and more. Everything had a sexual slant with some Halloweenie fun thrown in.

Adena kept walking through the room, sipping her third or fourth drink, getting more turned on as she glanced at all the people having some sort of sexual fun . Part of her wanted to join in, but another part of her just wanted a good old one on one romp.

Oh, damn! There were Chrissy and Martin on a large old wingback chair. Well, they were kinda on it. Chrissy was bent over the chair with her dress around her waist, while Martin plunged his massive bulging cock in and out of her wet, pink folds. They looked so damn good together! Chrissy had all her blond beauty, and Martin was tall, dark and seriously sexy.

Anytime Adena said the word, she knew she could play with them. She just didn’t want to chance ruining her longtime friendship with Chrissy. Adena didn’t think she could separate sex from everything else the way Chrissy could.

Finding a side hallway, she ducked out of the ballroom to avoid seeing anymore of Chrissy and Martin while trying to remember which way the bathroom was.

In the hallway, a surfer looking blond guy squeezed against Adena and copped a feel… or three. She was getting to the point where she was ready to just grab someone and fuck their brains out. Her hand reached out but didn’t find much.
Shit, she totally hated it when a guy looked really good but wasn’t packing much. Adena pushed away from blondie and kept walking. Still looking for someone who could seriously arouse her interest and not just her curiosity, she really hoped to find the bathroom soon.

Where’s my ruffled shirt man? She bet he was packing something large and wonderful.

Speaking of large and wonderful, a beautiful brunette with the largest boobs Adena had ever seen on a skinny chick bounced out of the room she assumed was the bathroom. She had heard running water and a flush. The woman was topless with all her breastacular glory hanging out for the world to see.

Boobs caught Adena staring, “Yes, they are real. You want to feel them?”

Adena couldn’t say no. She found her hands caressing and squeezing the large mammaries. The nipples were as big as old silver dollars, but they soon puckered up to hard nubs the size of quarters as Adena kept squeezing and rubbing them. Yes, they were most definitely real. However, Adena was slightly tipsy and just way too horny to be caressing a strange woman’s breasts in the hallway.

Boobs moaned and leaned into Adena, her hand finding its way under Adena’s skirt to caress the heated flesh between her thighs.

Then, a large set of hands was cupping Adena’s behind. Adena looked behind her to find the guy who must’ve been Boobs partner in the bathroom. He was a tall, older man, and gray hair was so not Adena’s thing.

“I’m sorry, I can’t…” she pulled away and went into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door. The booze and the sex were starting to have an effect on her.

Adena used the bathroom, cleaned herself up and pulled herself together. She knew Chrissy’s parties were always trouble. They could make a nun participate in an orgy.

She stepped out of the bathroom and found a threesome blocking her way into the hallway. Two guys and one woman all looking very pleased. Adena was wishing she could be the meat between those two slices of bread. Yum. She shook her head and went the other way down the hall. After rambling through the old house, getting lost several times and walking in on numerous scenarios that just revved her libido even more, Adena finally found her way back to the ballroom. There she found two cuties taking turns sucking Martin’s meaty cock while Chrissy was getting double stuffed. Her friend rode one guy while another thrust into her tight little ass.

Everywhere she turned, it was an all out orgy. The night had passed quickly. The pheromones and hormones were raging. All civility and shyness was gone. People were just into the pleasure.

Adena really needed some air and walked towards the open doors at the end of the ballroom.

Just as she heard the large old clock start chiming the midnight hour, she caught a glimpse of that white ruffled shirt going out the back French doors.

Adena took off almost in a run. Well, she gave it her best effort in her tight dress and stiletto heels. After scurrying out the back door onto a patio, she found no one save some naughty jack-o-lanterns and a set of screwing skeletons in a 69 position.

Then, she saw him over by a trellis covered with night blooming roses. Kind of late in the year for them to be blooming, she thought as she walked over to him.
She kept waiting for him to disappear as she approached, but he didn’t. He definitely looked like something straight out of a romance novel. All dark and brooding and sexy, he wore tight black pants and tall boots. His ruffled white shirt, partially unlaced, showed just a hint of fine dark hair on his massive muscle bound chest.

Adena trembled with desire just looking him up and down. This was what she’d been wanting all night. She needed him, not some jerk hooking up with anyone and everyone. No, she wanted quality over quantity.

“I’ve been watching you all night. You’ve not partaken in the games these people play. Why?” His deep, rumbling voice sent tingles down her spine. Other areas became tight and wet. His slight accent was erotic but unplaceable.

“It’s not really my thing,” Adena whispered.

“What is your thing? Would I fit the description of what you’ve been looking for?”

Oh hell freakin yeah! “Uhmm, yes, I think you would.” No use being too shy. He was here at one of Chrissy’s parties. “My name is Adena.”

“Forgive me for my rudeness. I am Dimitri Ivanof.”

Ah, Russian. That’s the accent. So sexy.

“Pleasure to meet you Dimitri.”

“My beautiful, Adena, the pleasure is most definitely, all mine.”

Adena was sure she was going to swoon right there in the dark. When her knees quivered, he was right beside her, one arm around her waist making sure she didn’t fall. The touch of his body against hers made her tremble even more. A feeling of overwhelming desire overtook her senses. She’d never encountered desire like this before. Her nipples tingled, tweaking into hard little nubs under her lace up top. Aching with a need to be filled, her nether region tightened and throbbed. Her nerve endings were alive like never before, like a low voltage stream of electricity flowing over and through her body.

His breath came hot against her ear. “Are you all right, Adena?”

She turned to face him. My god, he was so gorgeous. His brilliant blue eyes sparkled with heat and mischief. She was flirting with danger, but he was too much to turn down.

Suddenly, his full firm lips were on hers. The sweet heady taste of brandy lightly teased her senses. He pressed and she pressed back, lips matching, meeting and melding into the best kiss Adena had ever experienced.

His hands found their way to her dress, pulling apart the lacing, freeing her ample breasts to spill from the gown. He kneaded and caressed, pinched and squeezed her nipples until she thought she’d come just from the sheer pleasure of his hands on her body. His mouth finally left hers, giving her the air she desperately needed. She gasped for breath as his lips made their way down her body. He kissed her neck, teasing her throat. When he kissed her chest, he found a nipple and sucked it in between those delicious lips of his. Moving from one nipple to the other, he teased, nipped and nibbled her into delirium.

Before long, her knees gave out. Her body started to crumple. He caught her, picking her up like she weighed nothing. Carrying her over to a garden bench, he gently laid her down and promptly spread her legs. He ripped through her fishnet stockings and tore off her thong.

His eyes pierced through her as she looked at him. Square jaw set with defiance, she swore he was daring her to say no. No freakin’ way was she saying no to this man. She was melting with desire, overcome by his passionate and fearsome display. No, she wasn’t scared, not at all. Hotter than ever was all she could think of to describe how she felt.

He moved between her legs, gently kissing and teasing her. Dipping his tongue between her folds, he pushed deep inside her and swirling it around. Pulling out, his attention focused on her clit as he slid one then two fingers deep inside her. His fingers continued the undulating movements his tongue had been making, while his mouth clamped down to suck gently on her swollen nub.

Her knees shook, and her body trembled. He was pushing her over the edge, not that she hard far to go, and he was doing it soo good.

“Oh my God,” she cried as her body gave into the waves tumbling and crashing through her body.

He held onto her as she came, over and over. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her until she lay in a mass of tingling nerve endings. She looked at him. He seemed to glow in the moonlight. How had she gotten so lucky?

He was truly the man of her dreams.

Then, he took off his shirt. Hot damn, make that the man of her wet dreams. He was now standing in front of her, muscles rippling in the moonlight. A fine sprinkle of dark hair caressed his chest. It trailed down his stomach stopping only to dip into his pants. Dimitri laid his shirt down on the ground, picked her up with an incredible display of strength once again. He placed her on top of the material covering the softly damp grass.

She stared as he undressed the rest of the way. First, he kicked off those tall black boots. Then, he undid his pants. She paused only momentarily to question the fact they were laced up. However, it was Halloween.

Yummy, with no underwear underneath, he pushed down the black pants letting his hard, throbbing cock bounce in the moonlight.

Holy cow! Actually, in his case, he was hung like a bull—long, thick and incredibly hard. Soon, completely naked, he mounted her. She readily spread her legs, opened herself to accommodate him, but he didn’t plunge right in.

No, he took his time. Teasing and taunting. Pleasing and pleasuring. Kissing her, he even whispered the clichéd sweet nothings in her ear. He said everything a woman wants to hear.

Boy, did she ever. It’d been so long. Though this was a quick courting, she still wanted a hint of the romance, not just the wham, bam, thank you ma’am deal.

Finally, when he must’ve felt she was properly primed, he thrust into her just a little at a time, allowing her body to adjust to his size with each movement.

Adena moaned and arched her back. Pushing up to meet his thrusts, she took him deeper. The pleasure was a little bit of pain and a whole lot of wow. She was loving every second. As she moaned and egged him on, he thrust faster and harder. When he finally drove every inch of his manhood deep inside her, she cried out with pleasure, screaming his name. She could feel his shaft harden as she clenched around him. They were both about to come. With another stroke, they teetered on the edge. With one more, they plunged over the side of ecstasy and crashed into each other’s arms.

After a few moments of heavy breathing, Dimitri looked deep into Adena’s eyes and said, “I hope you can handle more, because I am not done with you.”

Adena laughed, “Oh, good. I hate one hit wonders.”

He looked at her with a puzzled expression like he didn’t understand as he withdrew his still rock hard cock from her.

“Get up on your hands and knees. I want to see that beautiful ass of yours bathed in moonlight.”

Adena didn’t hesitate. She was sure the glare from her pale behind might blind him. He didn’t seem to mind, rather he moaned with appreciation.

“You don’t know how long it has been since I have seen a woman like this. A woman who wants me and desires me. A woman who is ready to do anything for me. You would do anything for me, would you not my dear, Adena?”

At that point, she would’ve agreed to assassinating the pope if it was what Dimitri wanted. She was so pleasure drunk, nothing mattered except him.

Dimitri knelt behind Adena, worshipping her butt with kisses and licks which were exquisite. His caresses left her tingling. A playful slap added heat to her tender skin. Then, positioning himself, he thrust deep into her body. The tip of his long cock pushed against her womb as she screamed in pleasure and wickedly wonderful pain.

Thrust after achingly deep thrust, Dimitri plundered Adena’s body. He drove her over the brink, then brought her back only to push her over it again. Orgasm after orgasm made Adena’s body shake, tremble and explode. Dimitri was remarkable, skilled like no other lover she’d ever had before.

Adena wasn’t the only one having multiple orgasms. God, this man could do it over and over, again and again, spill his seed on her, in her and all over her. How could he have anything more in those beautiful balls of his? She didn’t know, but he kept coming like a porno energizer bunny.

They did it in every imaginable position and all over the yard. Somehow, she even found herself in the cemetery with her bent over a tombstone.

Being thrust into from behind, her breasts scraped against the old stone. What a wicked rush! Naughty and forbidden, it was so damn hot.

The sun was beginning to rise when Adena and Dimitri finally fell into an exhausted heap.

His body curled around hers as he whispered in her ear, “Bring me back. Love me and bring me back. If your love is strong enough, I can be yours, forever.”

That was the last thing Adena remembered.


Copyright © 2011 Roxanne Rhoads

All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

~*~ Roxanne Rhoads~*~

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