Wednesday, August 08, 2007

Superbia

This is possibly the longest post i have ever done. About five pages in all i guess. So take your time reading it. It's also the hardest one i have done. It went through a total of three drafts before i decided on this version.

It is said that all sins start with Pride.......

Climbing back into bed, I gave Mandy a hug and a kiss. The light kiss soon became a deep passionate kiss, with tongues and saliva involved. Pushing me away to break the lip lock, Mandy gave me a mischievous look. “You knew she has been spying on us for the past couple of week eh?” Mandy asked.

Giving her a light peck on her lips, I grinned and whispered: “So do you.” Mandy gave a little pout before smiling slyly, “You horny naughty boy, you have plans for her eh?” “Me? I am an innocent shy boy. What plans could I possibly have for our spy?” I replied as nonchalantly as I could. Mandy turned towards me and hooked one of her stockinged legs around mine. Drawing me in she gave me a short sharp slap at my butt. The sudden action startled me and caused me to gasp out in surprise rather than pain. With the numbness of the slap wearing off and the slight stinging sensation slowly spreading across my butt cheeks, I found myself staring into the grinning face of Mandy.

“If you have no plans for our spy, I do then.” “So you do know who she is.” I replied. “Of course. Leave it to me dear, I shall teach our spy a lesson and perhaps fulfil her desires.” Mandy said. “She’s all yours darling. Just don’t be too hard on her.” “I won’t” was her reply. Yet I could sense a tinge of naughtiness behind it. Before I could ponder more though, Mandy was already on top of me and was starting the second round of her night. Without further thought, I continued our lovemaking for the night through the downpour that had just started.

The rain was coming down in torrents outside the club, bringing with them lightning and thunder. Yet the trance music, the smoke and the crowd in the club seemed to belong to another world. No one was giving any notice to mother nature out there. Everyone was in the club this cold Friday night to relax and dance the night away.

There was the group of yuppies who were boasting in a corner about their recent stock trading achievements. To prove this, bottles of expensive cognac and liquor were being opened freely.

A group of nicely dressed office ladies were having their nights out after a hectic week of work, their hair let down and glasses of cocktails on their table. The usual topic of guys, work and relationships were being discussed among them. Yet, there were a few of them that weren’t paying attention to the music or chatter, instead their eyes were roving among the crowd.

So too was a group of army boys in their smart shirts and jeans. They easily stood out among the crowd due to their impeccably short crew cut. Army lingo, curses and dares were been shouted among them over jugs of beer. Comparisons about the girls on the dance floor was being discussed among them and dares were thrown to each other to see who can chat the girls up.

On the dance floor, singles and couples were dancing to the beat of the music being spun out by the house DJ. The singles were trying to find some company and the couples were gyrating their bodies onto each other trying to up the passion level.

Scattered throughout the whole club were also those who were lonely, angry or simply trying to find some solace in this world.

It was indeed a busy night for all in the club. Yet, the busiest of all this cold dark Friday night has to be the group of seven. Yes indeed, this group of seven was too busy to take in the music, alcohol or the emotions. Each was going about his task. They did not talk among themselves yet they understood what was going on.

Lust was already working between an army recruit and a hot young thing drawing the Envy of his group of fellow platoon mates. Greed and Gluttony were working between the cash registers and patrons. Wrath had overtaken a yuppie that lost on the stock market and was drinking heavily to the delight of Greed and Gluttony. Sloth was still sitting around, sipping his drink slowly while his colleagues were at work. He had the easiest job of all, waiting for people to fall to his colleagues before he displayed his prowess. The naked eye couldn’t see them working, yet all in the club could feel them.

Pride was with Sloth. Unlike Sloth, Pride had started working. He was just waiting for his target to arrive. Pride being himself, had to choose the best target of the night to work his magic on. Pride didn’t have to wait long. His favourite target had just stepped into the club. Smiling, Pride gave himself one hour. No, make it 45 minutes. Yes, he knew he could beat his record.

Kayden scanned the dance floor that greeted his eyes the moment he stepped into the club. Ignoring the trance that was being played and the entire din in the club, he began searching for a target. Girls who were attached or clinging onto a guy were out. So too were the group of Office Ladies. Teenagers with barely there boobs? Forget it he thought. They were not worth the trouble or the fun. Turning around he spotted a target or two that might be worthy, yet he felt that they were not the ones he was looking for.

Just when he thought that this might be a fruitless night. He spotted her. Sitting alone on a high chair, she stood out from the crowd because of her simple dressing; a tight T-shirt that was showing off her curves and a short denim skirt. A pair of leather boots completed her outfit. Her hair was neatly drawn back into a ponytail that was hanging a little above her shoulders. She was with another female friend. While his target was hot, her friend was just average. Kayden decided to divide and conquer then.

Straightening his collar, and touching his neatly styled hair a little, Kayden decided to make his advance. Ordering a shot of whisky, Kayden chose an empty chair opposite Christie. Just as Christie glanced in his direction, Kayden turned and looked into her eyes. Though it was some distance apart, Christie felt a tingling sensation coming all over her. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it any longer, Kayden glanced away from her.

Christie decided to continue talking to her friend and tried to concentrate on the music. Yet her mind kept thinking back to the pair of electrifying eyes and the nice smile she thought Kayden flashed at her. Her urge got the better of her and she decided to turn over for another look. As she turned, the pair of eyes began sending signals into hers again. Relenting, Christie smiled back and raised her glass in his direction.

Taking it as a signal, Kayden walked towards her in his most confident stride; flashing a smile Kayden greeted his prey: “Good evening, are you ladies enjoying yourself?” Although it was his mouth doing the talking, Kayden’s deep black pupils were staring into the lovely doe eyes of Christie. Still not forgetting Christie’s friend, Kayden glanced at her and gave her a smile too.

“Yes, we are enjoying ourselves” gushed Christie. “Mind if I take a seat?” asked Kayden. Christie nodded her head. Walking behind Christie, she though she felt Kayden’s fingers brushing lightly across her nape. The touch coupled with the smell of his cologne sent jolts from her nape down to her pussy.

Settling down, Kayden offered to buy drinks for the ladies. Two glasses of pink colada and a clear glass of whisky later, the three of them were talking like friends. Topics from the weather to the music in the club to their jobs were discussed. While talking with Christie, Kayden never failed to look at her lovely oval shaped face. Christie was also mesmerised by his eyes and his deep manly voice. In fact she was concentrating more on his looks than what he was talking about. Thus she was startled when she felt something rubbing up and down the shin of her leg. Though the material of her boots prevented her from feeling much, the rubbing sensation felt nice. She was enjoying every bit of attention Kayden was giving her.

Fifteen minutes had gone by since Kayden entered the club. It took another five minutes for Christie’s friend to get the hint and she left for the dance floor leaving the two of them alone.

For the first time that night, Kayden had Christie all to himself. Grabbing her hand suddenly, Kayden leaned forward and planted a kiss on her cheek. His whisky breath coupled with his moist lips on her cheeks sent her into a tailspin. Christie was suddenly at a loss of what to do. Yet she felt that she wanted more from his lips. There was something about Kayden that was overpowering her besides his eyes. Yes, it must be his confidence. It had been a while since Christie was hit on like that and never before has she been hit like that.

As if answering her prayers, Kayden kissed her lightly on her lips next. It felt like a slight touch more like a kiss. What she did took her by surprise too. Puckering her lips, she smooched Kayden back. It was a short hard smooch, yet it showed how much she wanted him and how badly too. God, it must be months since she had been smooched and she clearly missed it.

Kayden was taken by surprise too, yet her kiss only empowered him. He knew she wanted it badly. She was playing directly into his hands he smirked. Breaking the kiss, Kayden pushed her away slightly and asked if Christie wanted to go someplace quieter.

Without thinking, Christie felt herself being led by Kayden into a dark corner of the club. Asking her to wait outside a door, Kayden went in for a while. It seemed like an eternity before he appeared before the door again. Grabbing her by the wrist, Kayden pulled Christie hurriedly into the toilet. Choosing the last cubicle, he dragged her in and slammed the door shut.

Christie was breathing heavily, her eyes big in shock at what was happening. Kayden started to attack her neck with a vengeance, using his lips, tongue and nose in sync, savouring her warm soft skin which was radiating that heavenly scent, a mixture of her awesome perfume and light perspiration. Her head was tilted to one side, her mouth closed as she tried to hold back her moans.

Fighting back, Christie attacked Kaydens mouth with vigour and lust. Her lips locking onto his, sucking and biting, her tongue was fighting his tongue in a tug of war. This girl was beginning to surprise Kayden by the minute by her actions and willingness. Resisting the urge to fight back, Kayden just stood there while his oral orifice was being invaded.

Timing it just so Christie was lost in her oral actions, Kayden slipped his hand under her skirt. Pushing aside her g-string, he slipped in his middle and ring finger. The sudden intrusion of her pussy caused Christie to stop her tongue action and bite down hard on Kayden’s nape. The pain only spurred Kayden to rub her pussy harder and faster. The harder and faster rubbing only made Christie hug Kayden tighter.

Her pussy felt like it was on fire from all that rubbing, his thick fingers were infiltrating her very intimate hole and filling it. Just when she thought that she couldn’t take it anymore, the rubbing stopped. It took her a moment to realise that Kayden had now covered the toilet seat and she was being pushed to sit down on it.

Taking out his erect dick from the zipper of his jeans, Kayden let it hang there for a while. Christie stared in awe at the object in front of her. It was big, not really huge, but bigger than average. Kayden was circumcised and the dickhead of his was rough under the light. Without warning, Kayden was squeezing her cheeks to force her mouth open. Once it was open, he thrusted his tool into her mouth.

Christie couldn’t take the entire length of his dick, so she tried her best at rimming his knob. Her tongue was all round his little head, licking it and teasing it. She gave little sucks now and then coupled with her toying of his gonads. Kayden shivered a little at the tingling sensation of getting his dick sucked but he wanted more and he knew he would get it. He began thrusting slowly into her mouth. In and out, in and out, in and out, repeating it. The tempo soon picked up and he was fucking her mouth hard. Christie was tying her best to stop choking and sucking at the same time. She felt as if her cheeks turning sore and her mouth bursting soon.

Five minutes of mouth fucking later, Kayden pulled out a condom from his shirt pocket. Tearing the packet apart, he put on the rubber device himself. Turning Christie over, Kayden yanked the g-string off her. Lifting her skirt, Christie’s sparsely haired pussy was not in view of Kayden. Using both hands to spread her butt cheeks wider, Kayden thrusted into the warm wet pussy.

Christie felt nothing at first and then the feeling hit her. She felt her pussy stretching to accommodate this big dick in her. Even with all the lubrication from the condom and her own juices, she still felt the friction of it all as Kayden pumped hard. As he pumped, she could feel the dickhead hitting the innermost section of her pussy and it felt a little painful. Yet through the pain, she loved the feeling of being filled of being pumped and desired once again. She tried to squeeze her pussy to make it tighter yet it was futile; the big dick was resisting everything to stay out. She felt violated; doing it with a stranger yet the thrill of it all excites her. She didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the effects of the pumping. She was feeling all dizzy now and was about to pass out.

Kayden was now pumping at the fastest speed he could. The force of his pumping was now making Christie rock to and fro. If not for the support of the toilet seat, Christie would have collapsed from the force of it. Kayden was soon reaching the point of no return. The nerves in his dick were telling his mind that it’s almost time and impossible to hold back.

With a last lunge and a soft moan, Kayden pulled his dick out and removed the condom. It was just in time as he cummed onto her face and mouth. The first few shots landed on the top of her mouth and inside her mouth. The rest of his cum dribbled onto the floor between them.

Supporting himself on the cubicle wall, Kayden took a breather. Christie was also panting from the exhaustion of it all. Her pussy was still gaping and dripping. Her juices were starting to flow onto her skirt and the toilet cover. Both of them did their best to clean up.

Kayden was feeling pretty pleased with himself. Yet though it was supposed to be a fling he was feeling something more for Christie. Something was pulling him towards her. Christie still couldn’t gather what she had done. It felt so surreal, yet the ache in the cheeks and crotch reminded her of what just happened.

“Are you ok?” Kayden asked. “I guess so” panted Christie. Peering through a crack in the cubicle door, both of them walked out of the empty toilet, thankful that no one was around.

Hidden in the shadows, Pride smiled to himself. Forty-Five minutes exactly.

Pride was so lost in himself that he didn’t notice Lust coming out of the cubicle…….

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