He was acting very jealous for someone who had a girlfriend. I could sense him watching me at every moment. He was stood practically drooling while I danced with Gabby. His eyes where sparkling and temping me. I'm glad he looked away because I felt like I was under a spell. We had to leave pretty early because Gabby was drunk.
We got her in the car and Post climbed in the middle just incase she needed to be sick out the door. I sat watching the street again when I felt his hand rest on my thigh. I decided to ignore it. I was only slightly freaking out. I felt my nipples harden as I started getting turned on with his hands on me. He started to rub slow circles on my inner thigh. I knew that I should probably stop him. He's going out with my friend and room mate who is literally sat next to us. I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was extremely attracted to him and I kinda wanted to know how far this would go. His hand started to run up and down my thigh and I had to close my eyes to stop myself from moaning at his touch. My eyes opened wide when he pulled a ballsy move, he ran his hand between my legs. My head spun around to look up at him. His eyes where fixed on me. His gaze burning into me. He applied pressure to my core and my breath hitched. He bit down on his lip and reached down to rearrange himself. I glanced down and saw how hard he was. I glanced back up to him. He looked like he was about to pounce on me.
"We're here" the driver announced. I quickly jumped out of the car. The fresh air helping my breathing steady. He slipped out after me adjusted his pants, licked his lips at me and took off round the other side to get Gabby. I lent against the car until one of the other cars pulled up. I walked around to the front door. My jaw dropped. This house was beautiful. I followed him into a massive lounge area with the biggest sectional I've ever seen and the biggest TV I've ever seen.
"I'm just going to put her in bed" I nod and give him a small smile "Make yourself comfortable"
I put my bag down on the coffee table In Front of the sofa. I pulled my heels off and set them under it and I climbed onto the sofa getting comfortable as instructed. He came back in wearing sweats and a t-shirt, how does he still look hot? I now felt very overdressed and vulnerable. I pinned a cushion to me to cover my half naked body. The rest of the boys walked in smiling. The music came on and drinks where passed round.
"Do you want a change of clothes" a pile of clothes where placed in my lap by Post.
"Thank you" I smiled up at him. I excused myself and felt all eyes on me as I walked to the bathroom. I changed quickly and made my way back to the lounge. I sat back down in my spot I'd claimed and Tyla threw himself down next to me grinning.
"How do you make Posty's sweats look hot?" He nudges me. I just roll my eyes dramatically. Tyla slings his arm around me as we continue to talk. He's being very flirty. I look at him as he talks. He's very animated when he talks and he's got some soft looking lips. His smile is seriously contagious and he has me chuckling with all his stories. I can feel Post staring over. A mix of that, the car ride before, the alcohol and Tylas flirting I'm feeling really horny.
Tyla jumps up to get us some more drinks so I excuse myself to head to the toilet. I stand leaning against the counter staring in the mirror trying to control my thoughts when the door opens behind me.
"Oh sorry, it wasn't locked" Tyla looks guilty for walking in on me. I walk over and pull him by the t-shirt to kiss me. He automatically walks me over to the counter, picks me up and places me on it. We start to make out, our tongues tangling in a hot mess. Needing to taste each other, hands roaming. I pull my t-shirt over my head revealing the lace body underneath. He lets out a low growl as he kisses down my chest pulling the strap down to release my breast. He takes the hard nipple in his mouth as I grab a handful of his braids. I lift myself up to allow him to pull my sweats off. He backs up pulling off his t shirt admiring my body.
"God damn" he licks his lips while he unbuckles his belt. I reach out and pull him to me by the waistband of his boxers. I reach in and pull out his hard cock, it's a decent size and I immediately feel myself getting wetter by the second. I pull the crotch of the body to the side giving him permission to fuck me. He takes the hint and teases the tip at my entrance before sinking into me. I cry out and try to muffle it against his shoulder. He pounds into me at a fast speed we both need as he nibbles at my nipples. I throw my head back and something catches my eye. The door is ajar. I hadn't noticed earlier. Post stands there watching with a face I couldn't quite make out. He looked like he wanted to split us up but he was enjoying drinking in the scene in front of him. His eyes trailing across my body. I see him grab at his crotch. Palming his erection while watching me. Everything was overwhelming me. The sensation of being watched, him playing with himself while I was being fucked, Tylas rhythmic pounding and his lips teasing my chest was taking over my body. I felt my orgasm flow over me as I scratched and clawed at Tylas back. When I finally opened my eyes and stopped seeing stars, Post had left and the door was closed.
