Sexed Up

Sexed Up All the Way

I stretched my foot, causing my flat to slip off my heel. I then curled my toes, pulling the flat back on my heel. I did it again. It was just something I did when sitting, with my legs crossed and wearing slip on shoes.

The roar of the screaming crowd on TV rose in a crescendo. A moaned "mmmm" sounded from the couch on the other side of the living room. Even before the announcer started shouting his accolades, I knew some NHL player had poked another one in the crease. I wasn't a rabid fan or anything, but even I knew hockey was a low scoring game. From the sounds coming from the other side of the room, I could tell Shannon was more than pleased that the defensive-men had been playing a miserable game.

Another groan sounded and I lifted my gaze from my phone. On the couch facing me, Shannon had straddled Stephen's lap. Their faces were lip locked. She was rubbing her boobs all over his tatted, sculpted, linebacker chest. He was wearing Levis and wool socks. She was wearing lacy, white, v-short panties.

I found that ironic because I was fully dressed except my panties. Todd had taken them from me earlier today, when he had made me come, explosively, outside, in the snow, in a not entirely private place. He'd kept my underwear as a trophy and told me not to put on any more until he returned them to me tonight. I'd obeyed, because, apparently, I'm a good girl.

I ground my ass into the leather, bachelor-pad, easy-chair. The sex-ache in my core radiated out. The itch in my love buzzer intensified and I not only wanted to tweak it, but my nipples too.

That's why I was in here, in the living room watching Shannon and Stephen instead of waiting for Todd in his bedroom or something. Ever since Todd had hypnotized me last weekend, I couldn't keep my fingers off my clit unless I was around people or concentrating on something important. I'd already slicked the crotch of my fleece stretchy pants enough times today that they were approaching, ew gross. I should've gone back to my dorm to change but I'd been too eager to see Todd and his King Kong dong. Which was how I was here, watching Stephen shove his finger up Shannon's love tunnel while she tried to smear herself over every inch of his body. He'd make her come. She'd plop back down on the couch. His attention would return to the game. She'd return to her studies until the next time somebody scored. Then they'd do it all over again.

Shannon squirmed in Stephen's lap and broke their kiss on a moan. She leaned into Stephen's ear to whisper, but I heard her anyway.

"Stephen, just fuck me already." Her voice had a wanton, sultry sound to it.

"No."

I flicked my eyes down pretending I wasn't hanging on their every word. I'd've told them to get a room, but it wasn't my house. Also, if they did, I'd be alone and I'd jill until I slicked my pants—again.

"Why?" Shannon's voice rose in a whine.

"I'd rather watch you squirm." The hand in her panties stilled. The blond made a desperate mewling sound and tried to grind herself against his palm.

"Fuck, I love studying with you," Stephen said. I had learned earlier today that Shannon had once been Todd's girlfriend and he'd hypnotized her to be—what had she said—a reverse bimbo. If she studied, she wanted dick. Getting dick made her want to study. I wondered what would happen when she graduated. Would she mount her boss at work or would she be able to hold out until she got home? Todd was good at the hypnosis shit, because I effing needed to touch my clit. I squirmed in my seat. The warm La Croix fizzle in my core and the weight of my boobs made me hyper aware that I was getting way more turned on than I wanted to be. Todd needed to get the eff home, right now.

A gasp interrupted my lustings. My gaze snapped up from my phone in time to see Shannon's full body shiver. Through her panties, I saw Stephen working her at a furious pace. The moan that exited her throat was so slutty it would've made a succubus blush. She shoved her boobs in his face and bowed her back until her blond tresses brushed his knees. Her face upside down, our gazes met. Her brown eyes glazed over and she came.