BUSHI One Shot Collection

Private Party

Pairing: Bushi/FC

Category: Smut

Warnings: Oral sex, party sex, stranger sex

 Well, well. My night just got better.

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Somehow in two years of living next door to each other, you had never actually met your next door neighbor. Which was really odd to you. You were home all the time, yet you never saw him. Or her. Or them. Whatever it may be, you had never seen any indication that anyone even lived in the house. You were the only two houses on the street, set far back in a cul de sac so it wasn't like you could ask the other neighbors.

Most days you shrugged it off. You had no complaints. The house was regularly serviced by a lawn service, a pool service and a maid service from what you could tell. So really it was an ideal situation. Tonight however, there was no shrugging it off. Apparently your non-existent neighbor had shown up and was throwing a hell of a party. You had been trying to sleep for hours, head buried under the pillows to no avail as the music pulsed shaking the foundation of your house. You didn't want to go over there. You didn't want the first time you met your neighbor to be over a stupid noise complaint. But after a while you just couldn't take anymore. You kept waiting and waiting thinking the party had to die down at some point. But it hadn't. If anything you were sure the music was getting louder.

Rolling out of bed you padded over to your walk in closet, grabbing your robe and heading downstairs grumbling the entire way. You smoothed down your hair, hoping you didn't look like a complete mess as you trudged down your driveway and up to the other house. You had to knock several times before the door was finally opened and you found yourself staring at an obviously intoxicated shirtless man wearing a mask and black lipstick. You were speechless staring at him as he leaned against the doorframe.

"Well, well. My night just got better." He said, grinning as he ran his gaze over your body apparently not registering that you were in a robe and pajamas. "Come on in beautiful, you're a little late but the party's still going strong." He grabbed you by the elbow and pulled you into the house shutting the door behind you.

"Wait!" You yelled as he pulled you through rooms packed with people. "Wait!" Failing to get his attention you planted your feet and pulled your arm free, finally making him turn to look at you. You almost smiled at how cute he looked with is head tilted quizzically to the side with a smirk.

"I'm not here for the party!" You yelled shoulders slumping as you realized he still couldn't hear you. You didn't know how anyone could carry on a conversation in this place. A quick look around revealed there really wasn't much talking going on, bodies intertwined all over furniture, half naked people going to town on each other.

He grabbed your arm again and pulled you along taking you through a doorway and out the other side of the room finally stopping as he pulled you into the laundry room.

"I'm sorry, what?" He asked, as you were finally in a place where the music wasn't deafening.

"I'm not here for the party," You said loudly gesturing to your pajama clad form. Once again his eyes took a leisurely trip down your body, lips turning up in a full blown smile.

"What are you here for then?" He asked making the words sound much filthier than they should.

"I live next door," You gestured in the direction of your house. "I can't sleep. Your music is too loud." You paused not sure if he was grasping what you were trying to see, his eyes seemed focused on your chest making you look down and you blushed deeply as you realized your robe was hanging up and the little chemise top you were wearing was dipping scandalously low. You hurriedly closed your robe and glared at him as his eyes returned to your face.

"I'm Bushi," He said, extending his hand and you introduced yourself, warily reached out to shake it gasping as he used the offering to pull you chest to chest with him.

Before you thought about protesting his lips were on yours, his tongue pushing into your mouth and stroking yours his hands moving to grab your ass and pull you into his body. You could taste the liquor on his tongue as he spun you around, lifting you off the ground to set you on the washing machine as he moved between your legs. Forgetting why this was probably a very bad idea you welcomed him into your arms pulling him back to your mouth with your hands on his mask. You could feel the vinyl rubbing against your face and you were surprised to find it was exciting you. The mystery of not knowing what he looked like, the taboo of fucking a virtual stranger. It all combined to make your inhibitions fly out the window.

Breaking the kiss he leaned back, rubbing his hands along your thighs under your robe.

"I want to bury my tongue in your pussy pretty girl." Bushi said. "You going to let me do that?"

"Yes," You said breathlessly, imagining him between your thighs. You helped him remove your shorts and panties by lifting your hips, legs spreading wide as he got down on his knees between your legs. The first swipe of his tongue had you moaning, the warmth sending shocks of pleasure through you as he repeatedly swiped along your slit, the flat of his tongue running over your clit and pressing it. Your hands found their way to his neck, tugging on the curls of blonde hair sticking out of his mask urging him on as he sucked your clit through his teeth and teased it with his tongue. You arched into him, as his tongue buried itself inside you, reaching deep as his fingers played with your clit, rubbing it into a swollen nub as his tongue fucked you. It wasn't long before his talented tongue had you seeing stars, your thighs clamping around his head as you bucked against his tongue, crying out as your climax crashed through you.

He rose to his feet, pulling your mouth to his and kissing you, allowing you to taste your juices on his tongue. His black lipstick was almost gone and you almost laughed imagining it smeared all over your thighs and pussy.

"I made you feel good. You gonna make me feel good now?" Bushi asked, nibbling on your ear and down your neck as you shakily nodded. He lifted you with ease setting you down on your knees leaning back against the washing machine and pulling out his cock rubbing the tip along your lips as your tongue darted out to tease his slit. He held it as your mouth opened sucking just the tip in and swirling your tongue around it and popping him out. Your tongue licked up and down his length, over his underside and around his hand before moving back to the top and opening wide for his thickness to press into your throat. You bobbed on his cock as he moaned in pleasure sucking him hard as you ran your tongue over his underside. His hips began to move, thrusting himself in your mouth, as you worked to please him your hands reaching up to cup his balls and fondling them as his hips picked up speed, fucking your mouth fast and hard as his climax approached. With just a mumbled warning his cum filled your mouth and you hurriedly swallowed as his cock jerking before pulling him out and licking your tongue over his slit as he gave a sigh of contentment.

He tucked himself back in his pants as you pulled on your bottoms feeling awkward now that the encounter was over.

"Don't be getting all shy on me now." Bushi said throwing his arm around your shoulder. "Let's go get you some drinks." With those words he pulled open the door and led you back to the party determined to get a few drinks in you and make you forget all about the pesky noise.