LENA POV
The last person on this planet I'd ever, ever think I'd be naked with much less fucking was Stef Foster, and even if I have sex with men for a living, all kinds of men to be exact, having sex with her right now is a complete and utter mind fuck. I'm completely high...higher than I've probably ever been in my life, most likely because I've never done Cocaine and stayed away from any hard drugs. I didn't even like pot but one minute I was talking to her and Warbuck's and the next I'm here not even knowing my own name.
I have no earthy clue what fucking room I'm even in as I feel her long soft fingers run down my naked and sweaty body, her hazel eyes dancing as she stares at me intensely. Mike is behind her now as he ravages her neck like nothing I'd ever seen, his hands kneading her breasts as she continues to stare me down and Donna Summer blasts in the background. I think.
I didn't know what I was thinking and seemed I had no control over my body or what came out my mouth but I am moaning softly as I don't break eye contact with her for whatever reason. I have no damm clue why all of my guards are down, and she's barely touched me, but my pussy is soaking wet as she now leans over me, planting her hands on either side of my head, her small gold chain hanging as Mike enters her ass.
"Fucking shit!" She groans, her eyes closing briefly, but they fling open as she bites her lower lip, and he pounds into her her body moving back and forth as he rams harder into her something she seems to like as she moans his name over and over.
"Shit..Micheal....fucking Jesus Christ...." she smiles widely now from pleasure as one spreads across my face and I hear Warbucks moans growing louder as he puffs a cigar and yanks Stef's long hair causing her head to go back a bit.
Her eyes roll to the back of her head as I reach up without thinking and run my hand over her neck then her cheek as she looks right back at me. She smirks at me and licks her lips as she leans down and begins kissing me deeply, my fingers now tangling in her soft, long hair. I moan as I feel, taste, smell and hear everything a thousand times more than if I wasn't high as Warbucks pushes hard into her ass one last time before pulling out and exploding on her behind and back.
Lending down he bites her ear as he looks right at me smiling.
"Go on at it. Put on a good show for me girls." He winks puffing his cigar as he slaps Stef's ass and I feel her hot center now drop to my waist as she begins grinding against me. Fuck that feels so damm good as my fingers scratch up her back now as she runs her warm tongue up my neck moans softly in my ear as her pussy rubs harder against mine, "Fuck, your body is so fucking hot...I'm gonna make you scream my name."
She looks at me again winking and for one brief second, I feel myself bristle until I feel her fingers deep in my wetness, moving circles before pushing into me. "Mmmmm," she leans up as she watches me, and my hips push up wanting more as I lean my head back and moan, aware enough not to moan her name but unable to stop the soft moaning.
I couldn't tell what in the fuck was going on but I knew I was soo damm horny beyond words as I turn my head and see Mike smoking his cigar and watching us as if we were on display for him with his robe wide open and his dick still hard.
Gently I feel Stef move my face to look at her once again as she softly smiles at me and tilts her head a bit. "Don't worry about him." She whispers as I see her grab more coke from the nightstand and as she dips her finger in it sliding it in my mouth again. Leaning down she kisses my lips once again and god knows the room is brighter then ever as she pulls away and makes a line of cocaine down my stomach.
My body was feeling even more and it was damm near vibrating and I didn't know if I could get anymore horny but I was. Jesus was I ever as she sniffs the line of coke off my stomach and kisses down my body. Goosebumps flood me even more as I gasp and she pushes open my legs, smirking at me as we make eye contact before she buries herself in me. I'm unable to think anymore as Mike stands up and jerks his giant cock off besides us as his moans fill the room as well. I hold myself up, my hands behind me, my hips now bucking wildly as she grips them firmly, shoving her tongue inside of me.
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Streetlife
FanfictionThis story takes place in the early 1980's during the time when crime, drugs, corruption, pimps, prostitution, and the Aids virus plagued the streets of New York City and 42nd street. This gritty novel tells the lives of friends, and rivals who str...