8 comments/ 82389 views/ 6 favorites Unintentional Seduction of a Friend By: KristaMorane Intro: This is my first submission to Literotica or any public forum. Of course many ideas are influenced and inspired by real life, but this is a total fantasy. The names should tickle the hearts of a few of my friends if they read and recognize themselves with their fantasy names, but otherwise, it's all make believe. If I get good ratings and feedback, I have chapter 2 already in the works. Story: Clop, clop, clop. Cammy enjoyed the sound of her Nine West heels hitting concrete as she walked briskly from the train station with a carefree attitude. It was Friday night and not too much homework for the weekend. She smiled at each honk or whistle, but never looked their direction. Five today when she was only half-way there! That was surely because of the occasional bursts of breeze lifting the panels of her lightweight, wrap miniskirt. Guys really liked to see legs come together and make an ass out of themselves. She turned the last corner, then three houses, and up the gated walkway to the Siemen's McMansion. Surprised to find the front door already unlocked, she let herself in and was greeted by a woman in uniform. "Hi, I'm Stormy. Debi's upstairs." "Come on up, Cammy." Debi called. "I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you we're having a party at home tonight instead of going out like usual. So, you have the night off, hon." Cammy lived part-time with the Siemens and weekends at home with her parents. She watched the baby on Friday nights and other occasional times in exchange for room and board close to West Chester university. "Say, why don't you join the party? Do you have a dress here?" "Oh, sorry, I only have skirts and tops here." Cam replied. "Well, you should be able to wear something of mine. Let's see what I have. Come on in." Debi had a lot of dresses. She pulled a few and Cammy tried them on. Mostly they were too big, but one very elegant cocktail dress fit nicely. It was short-skirted and slightly low-cut top with spaghetti straps--your typical "little black dress". "Perfect!" Debi cried. "Do you have a strapless bra here? Or maybe you could wear one of mine." "Oh, I should have something here," Cammy answered. "Why don't you get a shower and I'll help you with your hair when I get back? Can you keep an ear on the baby? She's sleeping now. Thanks so much." As walked out the door she called back, "Dinner's at 8:00 and Stormy is our caterer. You can help her if you have time." Cammy took a hot shower, but skipped her hair, not wanting to spend an extra 30 minutes with the blow dryer. She dried off with a towel, sprinkled some talcum, then put on the only strapless bra she kept at Debi's house--a pink, convertible Maidenform pushup and matching lace panties. "Knock, knock" she heard from Debi's mouth and knuckles on the door. "Come on in." Cam replied just as she finished tying her robe. "Ready to do your hair? How about some nice braids?" "OK" Debi pulled her hair in a soothing way letting Cammy's locks flow through loose fingers, then gingerly brushed out the tangles. "I didn't think I needed to or had time to wash it. Hope that's OK?" "Oh, sure. Your hair's nice." Cammy was surprised how fast she made two rows of smaller braids that joined together into one large braid which she pinned in a circle. "Oh, I used to help a hairdresser." Debi explained. "Why don't you come to my room and we'll finish you with some makeup? You can bring your dress and shoes." So off they went. "Have a seat, hon." Debi pointed to the lighted makeup desk. She locked the door. "Why don't you take your robe off?" Cammy folded her robe and sat down. Debi was good with makeup, too, and created a sultry smoky look. Very sexy. "Are you sure about this?" Cammy asked. "Oh, yes, I'm a trend setter. You look great! And nice boobs, too! But, I think we can do better. Want to know a secret?" "Uh huh." "I don't want surgery, but I always use a little silicon lift." Debi reached inside her bra, and pulled out a small, teardrop shaped pad then reached inside Cammy's bra with one hand and slipped the pad in with the other. She repeated for other side. "Take a look!" Cammy usually had nice cleavage, but this was like WOW! "Just one more thing. Did you ever use cleavage makeup?" "Uh, no. I rarely use anything more than just a little lip-gloss. I never heard of cleavage makeup." "OK. Well, we'll put two shades of bronzer on you, and a tiny bit of blush." Debi applied the bronzer with her fingers, and it was feeling very nice to Cammy, almost like Debi was trying to arouse her. Definitely she touched more than was necessary to get the effect. "OK, all done. You're ready for the runway, girl! Let's get you in your dress." "what about your silicon lift? Don't you need these?" "I have an extra pair, hon. Don't worry! And, how about some perfume? 'Estee Lauder Beyond Paradise' OK?" Debi handed the bottle to Cammy. "Sure." "Now you're tonight's Mystery Woman. The guys will be swooning over you." They heard a baby's cry. "Oh, can you get Sally? I don't think she's hungry. Maybe just rock her back to sleep." Keeping the lights off and the leaving the door open just a crack for a little bit of light, Cam entered the room and pat the crying baby. She didn't want to take a chance on baby spittle so she removed the dress and carefully laid it on the changer, then picked up baby Sally and tried to comfort her on the rocker. Sally nuzzled against Cammy's breast, so she slid her bra strap down, pulled the cup down, and let her nipple enter the baby's mouth like she sometimes did. Sally wasn't hungry as Debi said, but she still liked to suckle while falling asleep. Cammy enjoyed the sensation and imagined she would someday like to nurse her own baby. She was so emotionally connected with the baby, and softly humming to her that she didn't notice footsteps coming up the stairs. Dan heard the sweet sound of motherly humming and walked very quietly up the stairs. He stopped outside the room and watched his baby get rocked to sleep in the dim shadows of the nursery. He spied as Cammy lay the baby down in the crib, then watched the dress fall over Cammy's body after she put her head and arms through the top. That was too much. He left his briefcase and jacket in the hallway, slipped into the room and tiptoed across the carpet. Cammy felt caressing fingers on her hips as she leaned over the crib and tucked Sally under the blanket. As she slowly stood upright the fingers walked up her back and landed on her shoulders where they gently massaged. "MMmmmm" she quietly murmured, barely above a whisper. "Let me zip you up" she heard a quiet whisper in her ear. The sound of the zipper was louder. Then hands grasped around her belly from behind, caressing her through the sheer taffeta, and migrating to her breasts. She instinctively placed her hands over top of his, stopping the fingers just as they reached her bra band. "Playing hard to get, tonight?" she heard the briefest whisper. "I'm not Debi." she whispered back. "Of course you're not." he whispered back. "I haven't seen my Mystery Woman in so long. You know this is my favorite dress." Mystery woman! That was what Debi called her, too. Cammy was getting the picture. Dan thought he was touching Debi. His hand, unable to reach a breast, slid down her belly, and towards her pelvis. But, it was a feint and when Cam moved her hand to protect her privates, he got a hand on her breast. Pulling her close, she could feel his rod against her buttock and his hand did feel good caressing her boob. He had a thumb inside the cup, squeezing her through the thin dress with his fingers. She relaxed and leaned her weight back into him. After all, she did try to tell him, and she did have a secret crush on Dan. She felt a quiver and the connection between breast and vagina carried a signal. She felt herself leak into her panties. "We can't be doing this." she whispered, making a final attempt. It only seemed to propel him. His other hand quickly swooped under her skirt and slid across her vulva. "I knew you would be wet. I promise you, my Mystery Woman, after the party we'll pick up where we left off." He turned her around and his tongue pressed against her closed lips. Cammy shamelessly opened her mouth and left his tongue seek hers. "Dan, where are you?" they both heard Debi's voice from downstairs. "I tried to tell you." Cammy whispered, trying to rationalize their sultry moment. "You better go." Unintentional Seduction of a Friend Ch. 02 Intro: Thank you so much for the encouraging feedback to Chapter 1. I had a draft in the works for Chapter 2 for a while now and your feedback inspired me to fill it out. Grab a couple pairs of dry panties. You'll need them. Chapter 3 is in the works, and those of you who asked for more action will notice chapter 3 goes where panties are recklessly abandoned. I'm hoping for a H=hot rating from Literotica on Chapter 3. RAWR Story: Cammy fixed her lip gloss, changed her sloppy panties for fresh clean ones she borrowed from Debi's sock drawer--red, lacy, tanga briefs, then slinked downstairs to the party in the basement feeling a little frisky, definitely unsatisfied, very naughty, and looking for some trouble. She recognized only a few of the neighbors and everyone else seemed to be from Dan's office--nobody even close to her age. Blah! He was standing with the bartender joking and passing out drinks. Cammy blushed when he caught her eye and winked at her. Should she feel guilty? Naaah! Cammy wasn't a big drinker, but Dan still poured her a full glass of White Zinfandel. She thanked him, smiled, walked away and began to mingle. The single guys were checking her out, but none made any moves and she didn't return their stares, so Cammy ended up sitting next to Stormy, a pretty young lady who did property title work for Dan and who is his wife and mistress of the party! The jazz band in the yard sounded magnificent and there were a few couples dancing to the lively tunes. Cammy sure yearned to join them. She was surprised by an insistent thumb gently sliding across her shoulder, and turning her head slightly, she saw Dan. "I see you found Stormy." "Oh, yes, she's telling me all about the naughty stuff you do at the office" Cammy cooed. They all laughed. "It's probably true," admitted Dan. "I'm always just one step ahead of the HR police, but consensual behavior between married people is not much of a violation, now it it?" he teased, raising one eyebrow at her as he flirted. "Care to dance with me, Cammy?" He asked charmingly, his eyes sparkling and teasing. She was persuaded by his salacious smile and sparkling blue peepers. "Sure! I'd love to" she responded genuinely. "Have fun, you two" Stormy encouraged as she headed for another margarita, completely obvlious to the affair that was about to begin. They danced a samba, then the music slowed and Dan pulled her close. Very close. She could feel his warm breath moving past her ear, her emotions stirring up, and the wine causing her to be a little careless. Her breasts pressed against him and she could feel his stiffness pushing back against her belly. She felt weak all over, for the second time tonight, and for a moment let herself slip into insolence, sliding her hand over the back of his suit jacket--up and down, then continuing down past his tight belt, felt his wallet with one hand and comb with the other. Cammy slid her hands under his jacket squeezed his ass slightly. He moaned, and whispered in her ear, "Oh, baby, that makes me feel so hot." She became flustered and moved her hands back up to his neck. Was I his baby? Now she was confused. "You know. I shouldn't have led you on like that, upstairs" Cammy confessed, whispering back. "Really?" he chided sarcastically still in a whisper. "Yes, really. I'm surprised you still want to dance with me." "Oh, did you think you were fooling me in Sally's room?" Her face turned bright crimson, but he didn't notice since they were chest-to-chest, hip-to-hip, acting naughty, and his hands were back around her waist. "I did try to tell you." "Oh, yes, that." He chuckled. "Your lips spoke more volumes to me when they were pressing against mine than any words that managed to escape your sweet lips. I still remember the taste of your cherry lip gloss." He ran his fingers lightly across her back. She felt a shiver and goosebumps. He continued. "Did you ever notice that Debi is slightly taller and has more muscle tone than you? Her shoulders are tight where yours are soft and pliable. I missed that at first in the baby's room. Your breasts are slightly larger than hers, but it could have been padding. Want to know what really tipped me off?" After he said this, his left hand slowly and steadily gravitated around front, tracing along the bottom of her bra band until he slid his thumb up and planted it firmly where her nipple should be. He felt only padding, but knew the pressure would excite her. Cammy gasped. "Yes, what?" She was completely leaning all her weight on him now, feeling his manhood against her thigh, her breast squashed intimately against his belly, she leaked into her fresh panties. "Debi never resists my advances when she's wearing her Mystery Woman dress. And, she always addresses me as 'Mystery Man'--something you didn't do. So, maybe that first touch of mine was an accident, but the kiss was not. When I promised to be with you tonight, I was talking to Cammy. And I shall be with you tonight." He tried to kiss her again, his fingers completely, but lightly in her cleavage, sliding back and forth against any uncovered skin he could find. "Oh, my!" She pushed his arms away, and quickly walked away around the side of the house. He easily caught up, and lightly touched her shoulder, pulled her close so he could continue whispering. His digits now firmly between her bicep and boob, "I figured when she dressed you up this way it must be a joke. Or, later, I thought maybe she wanted to see if I would hit on you. Well, I would and I did! I want you tonight, Mystery Woman. I will have my way with you." "Then, bring her to my room after the party and find out. If you dare!" She pressed her cheek against his, avoiding the transfer of any lipstick. His hand expertly caressed her lonely boob again and this time she just relaxed and enjoyed. After less than a minute, she broke their embrace and walked quietly away. Dan stood there watching her hips sway, her dress flashing glimpses of upper thigh. He watched her glance over her shoulder to check if he was watching just before she disappered back into the party. As she left him with a seductive smile, he walked around a bit until his raging hardon subsided, contemplating how he could get her alone. Cammy went back to chat some more with Stormy who was by now very drunk and acting quite unladylike. They ended up going back to Cam's room and a couple of cute guys followed them--looking for a quick score. The four were starting to get comfortable and raunchy when Stormy got sick. That ended the charm. Double Blah! The guys helped Stormy took her upstairs to do who knows what. Poor girl. Cammy was tired, brushed her teeth, and crawled in bed. She had no trouble going to sleep even with the loud jazz or talk going on outside her little suite. ... hours later Dan woke around 4:00 AM and headed downstairs, his head pounding. It was quiet and all the guests had departed. Debi was sound asleep and remained motionless as he closed the door. He needed a glass of water and a double shot of ibuprofen. When he walked down to the basement to check if everything was secure and noticed Cammy's door was ajar. This was unusual. Then he remembered--she said to come in after the party and he did promise to join her. There was a yellow sticky note on the door. Dan took the note, crumpled it in his hand, dropped it on the basement floor (mistake) and then he slowly pushed the door open and stepped in, quietly closing the door behind him after memorizing the furniture. Complete darkness. He heard a gentle snore as his eyes adjusted. Unintentional Seduction of a Friend Ch. 03 Intro: Dan and Cammy begin their affair. It's full of surprises and twists, so you have to read it to find out. Story: Dan took the note, crumpled it in his hand, and dropped it on the floor (mistake) as he pushed the door open and stepped in quietly closing the door behind him. It was pitch black, but he had made note of the furniture while the door was still open. He shuffled his feet slowly as his eyes adjusted to the dim light coming through the window, shedding his pajama top and bottom by the time he got to her bed. Her breathing was deep, almost snoring. As quickly and gently as possible he lifted the sheet and climbed in beside her, barely able to fit sideways on the single bed. She was on her side in fetal position facing away from him. He leans gently against her, reaching over her side and bringing his hand to rest just below her breast. Fortunately her hands are at the pillow and out of the way. His face is against her neck and he's got just a corner of her pillow, fully enjoying an intoxicating mixture of perfume and wine. Wow! She must have had a lot. The ends of her braids are starting to tickle his nose. He is lightly pressing against her whole body and he feels drops of pre-cum escaping the end of his cock, soiling his boxers, and maybe leaking out. Time to make his move. He manages to push his hand into the mattress at the same time pushing her breast the other way with his thumb and rolls his hand between her boob and the mattress. She stops breathing. He stops and holds very still, just cupping her mound with a relaxed grip and a couple of minutes later she is breathing deeply again. After another few minutes he begins massaging her breast ever so gently and slowly, still outside the thin nightie, but can feel everything. His hand is trapped between boob and mattress, but he can wiggle two fingertips against her nipple and with his thumb in her valley he can easily massage part of both breasts, not quite able to reach the other nipple. It doesn't take long and her nipple becomes erect through the nightie. He focuses on that for a while, gently squeezing and teasing, circling her aureola with his index finger. His penis is on full alert and pressing firmly against her butt cheeks through the nightie. "Ohhh" she quietly moans, stirring slightly. Her body responds automatically without waking up. She rolls back into him slightly, relieving some of the pressure on his hand. He can now even more gently use his fingertips and thumb to caress her nipple through the thin cotton nightie. He can feel the ridges on her aureola wishing he could get the nightie off. "Soon" he tells himself, soon." He explores the other breast half hidden behind her arm. She stops breathing, makes deep sounds in her throat and moans again. He stops and holds still. "Don't stop" she moans pleadingly in a quiet voice. He decides she must still be half-asleep, but somewhat aware of what's going on. He pulls her back onto himself gently and far enough to get his other arm under her, past his elbow so he is now giving her a complete hug front to back. With his left arm now able to give attention to all her bosom he goes exploring with his right hand down her belly, noticing the hard protrusion at her naval and finding the nightie is long. He scoops the folds up past her hips by gathering the folds with his walking fingertips and gets his hand inside. Phew, home at last. He lightly caresses the smoothness of her belly and glides to her abdomen, right over the edge of her lace panties, noticing the decoration and what feels like a tiny ribbon tied in a bow at the front. Her legs are tightly closed, but still he manages to get one finger between her hips, down to her vulva, and is pleased to feel thin lace completely wet and slippery, probably nylon. He gets even more excited. He pressures his hand against her inner thigh. She stretches out her leg, bending her knee slightly, and opens up a bit. He can now get three fingertips into her most private place. He slides his fingers under the fabric, passing his middle finger over her clit, giving it a quick squeeze with a little help from his thumb, and then his middle finger goes inside her slit searching for the g-spot. Next, working her vagina and breast at the same time, he tickles her ear with his nose and tongue. She giggles. He stops. "Oh, Gordy, don't stop" she whispers. Gordy? That must be that nerdy geek she sometimes had visit on weekends. He was surprised, but they must have been intimate. "I'm not Gordy. I'm your mystery man" he whispers back. "Oh, Dan!" she says louder. "What are you doing?" "I thought you wanted me. You left a note." He began caressing her again. "Oh, I did" she giggled, now fully awake. Then almost in one motion, she stood up, pulled the nightie over her head, pushed Dan to the center of the bed, and climbed on top. "I mean, I do want you" she purred as she fondled his cock through his boxers. "Nice!" Then she yanked them off of him insistently, almost violently. She reached into the night stand, produced a condom, opened it with her teeth, and confidently rolled it over his member. "She's experienced enough" he thought to himself. Dropping her panties she jumped onto the bed, balancing her weight by placing her hands on his ribs, and mounting him. "Mmmmmmm." She started slowly rolling her hips and pressing him in and after after 30 seconds escalating. Dan meanwhile was holding his thumbs against her nipples and enjoying the ride. He pulled her down onto his chest and supporting her weight he managed to get on top without losing contact. He thrust a few times into her, long and slow. She moaned. He moaned. The door opened. It was Debi. The lights snapped on and a whip cracked. Debi was dressed in a dominatrix suit with short leather skirt and matching strappy top that gave limited support and absolutely no coverage of her nipples. Dan had never seen this outfit before. "What the HELL are you two doing?" She cracked the whip again. Dan lost his erection and Cammy became pale. "Get off my husband, girl. NOW!" Cammy grabbed the sheet and used it to cover her nakedness. Dan used the pillow to cover his. "I found your little love note, darlings. How long has this been going on?" As Cammy whimpered and Dan started to stutter, Debi took control again. "Oh shhhh. I don't want to know. Really, I don't. I just want to know WHY you two are having a party without me. Huh? That's just SO rude!" "That's my cock you were riding girl." She grabbed the pillow away from Dan exposing his nakedness again and gave Cammy a light smack with the whip. "Look at that pathetic thing. Girl, you need to get him ready for me. But, with your mouth and hands this time. In fact, why don't you just crawl up on top of him while you do that and let him taste your your juices? I bet they're sweet." They didn't respond. "NOW!" Debi commanded loudly, accenting her frustration with another whip crack on the floor. As Cammy moved towards the bed, Debi ripped the sheet away from her leaving them both naked. Cam didn't have much previous experience sucking a cock, but as soon as she touched Dan he responded. Debi helped, too, pulling the slightly used condom off. His limp member perked right back up. Plus he was pretty good at making love to a pussy with his tongue and Cam was enjoying it too. She moaned. "OK, that's enough. Stay on his face, but sit up straight girl. It's my turn." Debi climbed onto the bed with them, straddling Dan with her knees and facing Cammy. She slowly speared herself on his erect penis. It took a little while since she wasn't moist yet. She just sat and enjoyed his fullness inside her. "Let's see what these titties feel like that he wants so much he ignored mine tonight." She firmly grabbed Cam's chest with two hands and twisted them a couple times--enough to hurt--then with both palms fondled her perky tits in slow caressing circles. "MMmmmm. I see why he likes them." Debi, now feeling emotions herself, began riding Dan slowly, then building, all the time fondling Cammy's young breasts. Cam didn't need to be told to caress Debi back and she responded quickly as Debi kissed her fully and did a tongue dance. Cammy came first, screaming "Yes! Yes!" breaking their kiss. That excited Dan and Debi a lot who reached their climax together shortly afterwords. They all collapsed together on the single bed. Debi's last words, sorta mumbled as they all drifted off to sleep were "There's going to have to be some changes around here." She wasn't sure Cammy and Dan heard it.