Fifty Shades of Lamp

Chapter 8

THERE IS SMUT IN THIS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

»Stan's POV«

Lampy put her arm over me as she drank her 11th alcoholic drink, which was her martini that I bought her.

"Well, looks like someone gets laid tonight." She giggled and winked at me.

I placed my hand on her lap and rubbed it. "When do you... uh... wanna do it and... where?" I asked, having no ideas in my head that was getting kicked in by the alcohol, making me three times more stupid and reckless than I really was.

She smirked at me and put her martini down, her hand on top of my hand, which stopped it from rubbing her thigh. "Right now.. if you want." She chuckled and leaned closer to my face. God, she was such a tease.

That's when I made my move, I mean, she was just in front of my face, a small gap in between us, but I filled that gap, crashing my lips onto hers, and pushing her down against the couch. She grabbed my hair and fiercely pulled on it, making my head yank back, and breaking the kiss.

"Woah there, doggie. Let's do this somewhere private... alright?"

I nodded and we headed upstairs and into Kyle's room, sorry Kyle, this is a man's one dream, and I plan on accomplishing it.

I'm locked to door and turned around to see Lampy just waiting on Kyle's bed, almost as if her body was calling my name. I ran towards her and tackled her onto the bed, pinning her hands right above her head.

She first leaned her neck up to kiss me since I was above her, starting a make out session. I opened my mouth, waiting for her to let me gain access into her mouth, eventually her opening her mouth as well, our tongues dancing into each other's mouths.

That's when it got crazy too. My tongue started to explore her mouth and her's did the same, but not long till we fought dominance to see who'd win, but it was obviously me.

When we finished about what seemed to be a five minute make out session, I leaned myself downwards, my mouth around the crook of her neck, giving her light hickeys and giving small pecks of kisses around her jawline.

This soft sound slipped through her lips, I'm assuming it was a very quiet moan, almost barely heard.

The moan didn't stop me, I wanted louder ones, forceful moans, ones that would make me go further, so I kept going. I went more rough against her soft, bronze skin, placing rough hickeys around her soft spots, making those soft sounds become louder, but not loud enough, but loud enough to make me go on.

I straddled her and slid my hands up her shirt, and groaped her even though she had her bra on still. The moans got slightly louder, but I barely noticed.

I leaned close to her, putting my hands behind her back so I could unclip her bra, and once I successfully did, I threw it across Kyle's room.

I saw that her face got slightly red, not being an embarrassed girl since she obviously wasn't a virgin, so no need to go gentle at the first try.

I unclipped the front of her white corset from her costume and then grabbed the rim of her purple and pink stripped shirt and slowly took it off, also throwing that into the heap full of clothes.

She then pulled my collar down, yanking me closer to her face with a smug smirk on her face. "Keep going, I want more.." She whispered seductively in my ear, so I nodded and kept going.

I groaped her now bare chest, leaning down and licking around both of her nipples, swirling my tongue around as I heard a pleased moan escape her lips once again, getting quite louder.

It wasn't enough to please me though, but I guess we both wanted more.

She leaned up and sloppily unbuttoned my brown jacket, throwing it across the room and into the clothing heap, doing the same with my white shirt as well.

Lampy traced her finger around every muscle that was shown on my body, which was ticklish in a way since her nails we neatly done at a nail salon every week, and she was Jersey, you can see why.

I unbuttoned her maroon and hold polka-dot pants, throwing them across the room and into the pile of clothes, revealing her black laced panties.

She unzipped my pants and added that to the messy pile of unorganized clothing, and went right to it, forcefully taking off my boxers.

I kept groaping her boobs, continuously squeezing them, getting more pleasing moans out of her lips, still at same pace though, so I dug my nails into the rim of her panties, taking them off.

Lampy didn't hesitate, she just moaned more in pleasure, a sentence escaping in between her lips as she did so. "Go ahead.."

I nodded and positioned myself and I thrusted myself into her at the first go, already going fast and deep, loud and harder moans escaping her lips, but they weren't enough, but they turned me on for sure.

I went faster as she called me out, moans increasing their volume as well. "S-Staannn~!"

I chuckled, already panting from how rough I was already from this, and I was moaning along with her, both of our moans filling the house of my Jewish friend's with curiosity.

Lampy dug her nails into my back, leaving scratch marks and small little dents in my back, but I ignored the pain and kept it going.

I kept thrusting into her as she arched her back and neck, letting out the most dramatic and exotic moans to exist, damn she really is Jersey.

I leaned down to her and let her suck three of my fingers that I let her so proudly have, while my other hand's nails were digging into her hip. That's when I shoved the three fingers up her asshole.

That's also when her moans reached the most high limit I've ever heard. I could've sworn the whole neighborhood faced Kyle and complained to him about all the shit going on at his house.

I went as fast as I could, Lampy and I were moaning and panting, and I finally reached the climax, the cum trickling out of her womanhood and I reached the loudest moan I've ever done.

Kissing Kyle to have this was really worth it.

"Good boy, Stanny."