Another Fantasty, pt. 2

"Water? What's water?" I sputtered.

Teaser put his finger over my lips. I felt him lean over and kiss me. I liked this different pressures of his fingers and lips against my own as he kissed me. I placed my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him even closer. He moved his hand from my lips and wrapped his arms around me.

Without a word, we scrambled up the stairs and into the bedroom. He moved my shirt off my shoulder and kissed my collarbone. I felt his tongue trace over the contours and lines, up to my neck. He blew softly in my ear and I wrinkled my nose.

"That tickles."
"Does it?"
"It does."

I looked into his gray eyes and bit my lower lip. He pulled my shirt over my head and let it flutter to a heap on the floor. My pants soon followed. I stood there in front of him. Naked, exposed, yet comfortable.

"You're beautiful."

He kissed me again, then picked me up and laid me across his bed. I felt his fingers race over my nipples, across my ribs, and slide over my hip bones. I could hear myself gasp with pleasure as he kissed the insides of my thighs and let his tongue explore across my hip bones. At the same time, he was everywhere except where I wanted him.

"Teaser..." I moaned.

"Hush," he said. I felt his tongue press into me. He gently spread me and began to work harder and faster. I began to breathe heavier, and entwined my fingers through his hair. He began to suck my clit, and used two fingers in a "come hither" motion to stimulate my g-spot. I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Teaser-" I gasped. It was on. I felt my body writhe and quake in the throes of an orgasm unlike any I had ever experienced before. When it was over, He collapsed on my chest, breathing almost as heavily as I was.

"You taste so sweet." He said. I smiley coyly.


"Are you going to let me taste you?"

Another Fantasy With Teaser

Two weeks had gone by since the car crash. I had gotten on with my everyday life, but that empty ache between my legs was a still reminder of that steamy night. I didn't dare to daydream. I focused on my computer... Another paper to write for class, due tomorrow. Suddenly, I felt my phone viberate in the pocket of my jeans.

One new text. From Teaser.

"I can't stop thinking about you."

My heart started pounding and I felt my face flush red. What to reply?

"You've crossed my mind once or twice."

I meticulously checked my spelling... Made sure my grammar was sloppy so he didn't think I was trying too hard. I hit send and quickly clicked my phone to silent mode. I couldn't bear to know if he was going to text me back... and couldn't stand the anticipation of another vibration.

Five minutes went by, and I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed my phone and flipped it open.

2 new messages.

"I want you."
"Now."

I couldn't stand it. I saved my paper and hastily texted him back.

"Be right over."

My mind was in a daze.

Teaser, the one who didn't like me like that?
Teaser, the one I had lusted after for weeks?
Teaser...wanted me?!

I pulled up in front of his house and walked up to the front door. I took a deep breath and rung the bell. He answered instantly. I gazed into his gray eyes. For a second, we were suspended in time.

"Come in."
"That's what she said."

Lame. I shook my head in embarassment. He smiled and chuckled softly.

"No one is home."
"Can I have some water?"

I instantly slapped my forehead.

"Gosh, Teaser, I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm so nervous. I just didn't expect a text from you."

"I didn't expect to be sending one... But I couldn't wait to accidently run into you. I had to see you."

He reached up and gently stroked my face. I let my head rest in his hand as he stepped forward. He placed his other hand in my hair and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

"Want to take this upstairs? Or should I get you a glass of water first?"

Get In The Ring

"Tarzan texted me again."
"What'd he say"
"Nothing of any significance."
"Ava... you HAVE to go out with him... spy on him! see if he tries to lay the mac on you!"
"FINE."

Thus began my night.

Tarzan came to scoop me up around 9:30 with his room mate, Rock Star. I slid into the car and awkward introductions ensued. I could tell this was going to be a long night. Tarzan was chattering up a storm about what a character I am, and how he needed to shower because he and Rock Star came to get me directly from the gym.

We got back to the house soon after.

"Want a beer?" Tarzan asked me when we got in the house, "They're cold."

"Yes please!" I knew I would need it.

"I'm going to take a shower." He said. He shot me a sidewards glance. Could he be serious?

"I don't want to join you so don't ask. And you have five minutes or I'm calling a cab."

He laughed, ruffled my hair, and headed up the stairs. I sighed. Just then, Rock Star came down the stairs, shirt off.

I could see the outline of his six-pack abs as he nonchalantly walked around the kitchen. I had a new goal for the evening.

"Hey," He said. "Did Tarzan leave you all alone?"

"Yeah. I'm lonely. Wanna cheer me up?"

I saw Rock Star glance over my shoulder. Tarzan was back.

"Wanna go to a party?"

I figured anything was better then chilling with Tarzan at the house. We drove over to the house where the party was going on. Tarzan put his arm around my waist and squeezed me close. I decided I had to piss him off...or get rid of him in any way possible.

"Gimme a beer." I ordered. He obliged. I gave it to the girl sitting next to me.

"Whoa, Ava, party foul!"

"It's only my first one, you can't be mad yet."

Finally, It was time to leave.

We got in the car... I was elected DDD, Designated Drunk Driver. Tarzan, of course, called shotgun. I ignored his advances the whole way back.

"Hey- think you can drive us to Jane's house?" He asked, "I have to pick her up."

I should have known. Once he couldn't get with me, he decided on plan b: Jane.

I pulled over, and he got out.

"Hey Rock Star," I said. "Get in front."

He smiled and climbed up next to me.

Tarzan came back with Jane. He shot Rock Star a dirty look.

"Get in back."
"Naw."

"Where am I sleeping tonight?" I asked.

"With me." said Rock Star.

Later that night, I curled up next to him in bed. I felt his smooth, chiseled body wrap around my own. I felt his hardness press into me. He felt my hand curl around him.

He kissed my lips, breasts, and down my slim body. Our clothes were audibly begging us to rip them off.

We obliged.

I felt him enter me in a fluid motion of his hips. He gently rolled me over and I braced myself against his headboard. I could hear it knocking loudly against the wall. Poor Tarzan and Jane could not have gotten any sleep that night.

I woke up the next morning when Rock Star was still asleep. I pulled my clothes back on and gently rubbed his back. He rolled over and pulled me down to kiss him.

"Obviously I'm in no hurry," He said, "But what time did you want me to take you home?"

"As soon as you're up," I said. "I have to go ride my horses or they'll be jealous."

He kissed me goodbye outside our dorm.

"Ava-- Let me get your number. So I can call you some time and we'll hang out."
"Okay."

I watched him pull out of sight. My phone beeped.

One new text. From Rock Star.



"You left your earrings in my room."