Triple Threat (22 page)

Giovanni got up and grabbed my hands. “Stop, please.” He pulled me into the kitchen. He backed me up until I was up against the sink and got so close I could feel his erection through his jeans again. “I know you’re only playing, but Chad looks like he wants to jump on you. I know my brother thinks that was really hot. And I can’t take it anymore.”

He picked up the boxers and covered me up. “I really… um… I mean… I want…” He sighed, sounding frustrated. “I wanted to tell you something, but I can’t. Chad just can’t keep his eyes off you. And we both know he’s in love with you. How are you able to walk around his house dressed like this and him not tear your clothes off?” Then he touched my bottom with one hand. “I couldn’t resist you for long if you walked around my place like this.”

I knew he was right, if no-one else was at the house, Chad would have already had my panties on the floor. I tried to think of something to say that would make him think Chad kept his hands off of me. But there was nothing.

“Rosario wants to go play pool. When you have clothes to wear, do you wanna go?” Giovanni asked.

He had no idea how good I was at and I wasn’t going to show him. “Sure, sounds like fun.”

The next Saturday night, we finally convinced Rosario to sing with Chris on a few of our old songs. He looked a little nervous as we got up on the stage. But as soon as the music to “You’re Mine” started, he winked at me.

I watched Rosario jump around like usual, as Chris just walked around. Instead of grabbing me when he normally did, Rosario just pumped his hips in the air. I laughed, mostly because I was glad he didn’t pull my skirt up again.

Then on some of the new songs, Rosario joined Chris for the chorus. He had heard them for more than a week by that point, so he’d learned a lot of the words. They sounded really cool together.

“That was so much fun!” Rosario shouted when our set was over. He and Chris were immediately approached by several girls.

Giovanni came out from behind the drum set and yelled, “Bro, no sex on the new couch!”

Rosario called back to him, “How about in your room?” He smiled, slyly.

“I’ll fucking kill you.”

I grabbed Giovanni as he went after his brother. “Just stay at my place.”

He smiled right away. “I’d like that.”

Once we were in my apartment, I got nervous. I wanted to kind of seduce him. I opened my pajama drawer and realized all of my sexy pajamas were in the hamper. I sighed and stripped down to my panties and tank top.

“Wow,” Giovanni said when he walked into my room.

I looked up. “What?”

“You look so hot like that.”

“You’ve seen me naked. Wasn’t that better?”

“Well, about that… uh…”

“Do you want me to get naked again?” I asked, hoping for a yes.

He looked away. “Um, we were just drunk, you know? That can’t happen when we’re sober.”

I got up on my bed and lay on my side. Giovanni lay behind me, in a T-shirt and boxers. At first he just traced my tattoos with his fingers again. I could feel his hands shaking a bit. He pulled up my top and pushed my panties down a bit more than necessary so he could see the one on my lower back better.

“I really like this one a lot,” he admitted as he kept touching my lower back. “I bet this looks good when you’re… Sorry, I didn’t mean to think of that.”

I smiled knowing exactly what he was thinking. I bit my lip hoping he was imagining himself doing to me what I was seeing him do in my mind. “I bet it does, maybe one day… never mind.” I couldn’t say it. I wanted so badly to tell him how much I wanted him to do that to me, but I was afraid he would say no.

Soon enough he put his hand on my bare waist. I moved my hips closer to him and his hand slipped under my shirt. I leaned back on him. “This is silly. We almost had sex last week.”

“I know. It almost happened before my brother left, too,” he replied.

I slid my hand over his bare thigh. “I liked the way your body felt.”

“Yours felt real good, too.” His cock started hardening against me and his voice was dripping with desire. “Your body’s just incredible, Crystal.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself. You have a nice sized…”

He quickly shifted his body so I landed on my back then leaned down and kissed me on the mouth. “I like the way you taste, too.” Then he got on top of me and started kissing me open mouthed and so deeply my breathing sped up.

I put one hand through his hair and the other I ran down his back as we kissed. He put a hand up my shirt and slowly touched my breast. He slid his fingertips over my nipple until it hardened. Then he lifted my shirt and sucked on it.

“You taste so good.”

I moved my hand into his boxers and gripped his stiff shaft.

“Don’t,” Giovanni whispered.

“Why? I wanna give you a blowjob.”

I saw him close his eyes and heard his breathing come quicker. “I could never ask you to do that to me.” Then I felt his dick growing even more in my hand.

“I didn’t expect you to ask. Will you let me do that for you?”

He hesitated. “I don’t know if it’s a good idea. That’s a really intimate thing to do. It’s not like kissing. You’re not my girlfriend. You’re my friend.”

“Do you want me to be?” When I didn’t get a response I started to move my hand over his cock.

I did get a moan after a few minutes, but no answer. He didn’t stop me. He just tried to continue kissing me without moaning again, but he couldn’t help it. When I started to move faster, he couldn’t kiss me anymore. He got up off of me and took my hand away. He laid on his side and put his hand on my exposed belly. I didn’t understand why he was still holding back.

“We shouldn’t have sex,” he insisted.

I turned to him and kissed his lips a few times. “That’s not really sex. Let me make you feel good, please?” I lifted his shirt. Then I kissed him across his chest, up to his neck then nibbled on his ear. “You made me cum last week. It’s your turn.” I softly blew in his ear then slowly moved my lips all over his neck. I kept kissing down to his belly, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. “Please.” Then I darted my tongue under the band and stroked the wet head of his cock.

Sounding very short of breath, he replied, “OK, fine.” He pulled his shirt back down, though.

I smiled and bit my lip, glad I was getting my way. He seemed nervous for some reason.

I pulled his boxers down and smiled. I took his swollen cock in my hand and covered the rest of him with my mouth. Like with Chad, I had to stretch my lips to get it in. I got an instant reaction. Giovanni moaned, and his body tensed as I put my other hand on his bare hip.

I started to use only my lips at first and then added tongue and hand motions. I opened my hand for a few seconds and ran my tongue up and down his entire shaft. That forced another moan from him. I quickly slid my lips over and down his smooth flesh and sucked on him. I was enjoying myself as much as he was.

“Oh, God, that feels so fucking good!”

I bobbed my head over him while drawing my tongue all around it for a while. Then I let him go.

“That’s it?” He sounded frustrated.

I looked up at him and smiled sneakily. Then I moved down and ran my tongue over his scrotum. “Oh!” he exclaimed. I slid my tongue under it. “Shit!” I was glad he liked it. Again, I held his perfect-looking dick in my hand and quickly took almost all of it into my mouth and let go again.

“Damn, you’re killing me! Just fucking suck it!”

I moved up his body and whispered in his ear. “Have patience. You’ll love this.” I kissed his cheek then I pushed him onto his back. I pulled his boxers off and opened his legs so I had better access to him.

I glided my tongue down his hard shaft, over his scrotum and then under. Then I quickly ran my tongue down. He didn’t freak out when I licked his ass, just groaned softly.

“Why do I like that?” He sounded concerned.

I ignored him and brushed my tongue all around the opening. He sighed. I did it one more time as he squirmed. Satisfied he liked it, I stroked him all the way back to the tip of his cock. Then I took him in my mouth again and he groaned.

I knew he was craving release by then. That was the idea. I grabbed his cock tight and stroked it as I licked, sucked and went deep for him over and over again.

“Crystal… Oh… damn… Oh, God… how are… oh… doing… that… shit!” He quickly pushed me back then I watched cum spew all over his shirt.

When his flow stopped, he took off the shirt and used it to sop up anything left on him. Then he balled it up and tossed it off the bed. “Where did you learn to do it like that?” he asked breathlessly as he put his boxers back on.

I lay my body over his, then smiled. “I guess you liked it, then?”

He put his hand through my hair. “I thought you were teasing me at first. I should’ve known you wouldn’t do that.” Then he sighed. “I’ve never been able to cum when a girl did that to me. I didn’t know it could feel that good.”

He caressed my cheek. “It’s only fair I do something to make you feel this way.” Then he ran both of his hands down and into my panties then squeezed my ass. “What do you like?”

I never expected that question. “I don’t know. No one ever asked me that before.”

“I remember you liked when I had my fingers inside of you. Should I do that?” he suggested.

I smiled again. “You’re good at that.” Then I shuddered from the memory.

He rolled us to our sides and then he gently pushed me onto my back. “Are you sure you’re OK with this?”

“Yes.” I could feel my body reacting to the anticipation of his touch. I watched him. He seemed to still be nervous. My body was shaking slightly longing for him.

First, he put a hand on my stomach again. Then he leaned over and started to kiss me again. But this time his kisses were very intense. He opened his mouth and used his tongue and my need for him built even further.

I tried to pull him down on top of me, but he wouldn’t let me. I ran my hand over his chest instead. The kissing got to the point where I wanted him so bad, my hips started moving. I slid my hand to his backside and tried to pull him down again, but he held firm.

Between kisses, I begged him, “I want you inside me so much, Giovanni. Please.”

Then he moved his hand down into my panties. He touched my clit, and I jumped a bit. Then he smiled and stroked it, gently. I gasped while my eyes closed.

“Do you like this?”

“Yes,” I let out.

He started doing it faster. My body twisted with the pleasure he was creating. Then he let go. I sighed with frustration. He was grinning madly.
Payback, huh
?

Then he glided his hand down and slid several fingers into my pussy. I moved my hips a little and gasped again. He pushed his fingers as far in as he could get them then moved quickly. He had long fingers and it was just amazing.

After a bit, he pulled away again. “Just kidding,” he teased. He got closer to me and thrust his fingers back in.

“Oh!” It was so much better. He bent his fingers and started to stroke… Wow, he found it. I cried out as my hips lifted off the bed, and I trembled fitfully inside.

“Is that all you got?” he asked me. Then he started kissing me as his fingers drove into me fast and hard, as if he was pounding on a bass drum.

Within seconds, I cried out even louder my hips going up again. I tensed and quivered around his fingers. It was better than the last time. He knew what he was doing so well. I reached up and grabbed his hair as he continued.

“Giovanni… please… Oh… it’s… coming… again… Giovanni!” I grabbed his arm while an incredible feeling of rapture took over my body.

He moved his fingers even faster as he used his thumb to caress my clit. Quickly, I felt unbelievable ecstasy building, and I started to make a lot of noise. I was pulling at the sheets and moving all around. I couldn’t wait for the release.

Then I called his name out so loud I shocked myself. Much more of my body lifted up that time, and my cries continued. The orgasm had been so strong it set off more aftershock-like shudders inside me.

Giovanni pulled his hand away and held me in his arms. “You cum so fast. I like that.” He kissed my lips again. “I think you’re done. I don’t want to hurt you.”

When my body finally relaxed somewhat, Giovanni turned us both to our sides and wrapped his arms around me, from behind. He had one hand on my lower abdomen. “You’re still shaking inside.”

I weakly replied, “That was really good.” I was completely worn out by then. I slowly moved to touch his hand.

I woke up with Giovanni’s body pressed tightly against mine. I could feel every inch of his body touching mine. There was no way for him to be any closer and still have clothes on. It felt so good.

He had a hand up my shirt holding one of my breasts. His other arm was under my neck with his hand resting just under my tank top. I moved my leg. Then he rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him.

I liked feeling his morning wood against my ass that clearly, but the position was uncomfortable. I tried to get out of his grasp, but he held on to me. Then he slid his hand under my panties. I moaned as he caressed my clit.

When his fingers slipped inside me and started to drive in and out, breathless, I called out, “Giovanni!”

That woke him. “Oh, crap! I’m sorry.” He quickly pulled his hands off of me. “I didn’t mean to touch you like that without asking first. I’m so sorry.”

I closed my eyes, frustrated again. I could still feel him very aroused under me, just about as much as I was. I sat up on him, making sure my pussy was directly over his rigid dick.

“Crystal, I can’t do this,” Giovanni protested with longing in his tone. I felt him touching my tattoo. “Even though this would be the perfect way to just watch your tattoo move.”

“Please, Giovanni.” I leaned over the bed, grabbed my purse and pulled out a condom. I had to make him change his mind. “You made me feel so good while you slept. I really want to.” I slid my hips over his cock then pulled off my tank top.

“Damn! Friends don’t have sex. I told you, it should be done with love, remember?” Giovanni reminded me with a sigh. “I wouldn’t see you the same way if we did this.” He continued to trace my tattoo with his fingers.