0 comments/ 4330 views/ 0 favorites Subman and Condiment Girl Ch. 01 By: love_neverfails It's not like I ever really expected that much. I fully understood that, even though you wanted me, you were still involved with someone else. This time, though, the first time, you were mine. It was the first weekend you came down to see me. Sure, you used the excuse that you wanted to skateboard but I know that what you really wanted was to see me. So many times, I cursed the distance between us, whether literal or emotional. We arrived at the skatepark almost at the same time. As you climbed out of your Jeep, my heart began to pound and my fingers trembled as I adjusted the buttons on my shirt. I silently cursed myself on my choice of clothing for the day while walking up to you. The closer I got, the more you seemed to tower over me. By the time I reached you, I was so nervous that I couldn't even look at you. The next thing I knew, your arms were around me, holding me in a tight embrace. Pulling away from you, I jokingly said, "You just wanted to feel my chest on you, that's all." You laughed and told me that I was probably right. We stood together for a few awkward moments before you grabbed your board and skated off. I walked to my favorite spot by one of the cement pillars and watched you do tricks I didn't even know the name of. I stood there in awe of you while my mind wondered what else you could do with that body of yours. I imagined what it would be like to have your hands in my hair, your lips hot on mine, and your body pressed close to me. As if I had broadcast my thoughts to you, you looked up at me and began to skate towards me. "Let's get out of here," I said to you. "Where do you want to go?" you asked. "Anywhere that I can turn this fantasy into a reality," I said, not daring to meet your eyes. "And what fantasy is that?" "The one where you fuck my brains out and make me forget my name." Your throaty chuckle echoed through the concrete park and my face turned the color of a tomato. You grabbed my hand, led me back to my car, and plainly told me to drive. Even with my body tensed up, I still managed to get us to a deserted field. There was never much traffic and no houses for miles. It was the perfect spot for a quick little tryst. I pulled the car to the side of the gravel road and as I tried to maneuver out of the steel death trap, I was not surprised to find my legs were wobbly. While you were getting out, I popped the trunk and grabbed the blanket I had stowed away. "You planned this?" you asked, stunned. "Not planned, necessarily. More like, I didn't want to be unprepared should this happen," I admitted. We walked together, chatting mindlessly of things neither one of us really cared about. When we reached the middle, I laid the blanket down with trembling fingers. I felt your gaze on me, rooting me to the spot. You walked over to where I stood, bent over, and took my face in your hands. My heart began to pound in my ears as your lips lowered to mine. Your kiss was just as sweet as I had imagined. Before I could help myself, I twined my arms around your neck, pressed closer to you and traced an outline of your mouth with my tongue. When you groaned, I gasped and your tongue darted inside my mouth. You tasted of hidden secrets, dark desires, and unfulfilled promises. You grabbed my legs and pulled me up to where I straddled you. Even with the awkward positioning, I could still feel you hardening beneath me. You placed me on my back, keeping my legs wrapped around your waist. Your hands moved from my hips to the buttons on my shirt. Your fingers traced a pattern along my chest that your mouth soon followed. I whimpered as you grazed your teeth on my open skin. You removed my shirt, then yours before unhooking my bra. Your hands gently caressed me as your mouth left a trail of steaming kisses. With unsteady hands, I undid your pants, leaving you in just your boxers. Standing up in front of you, I took off my jeans and underwear. Your hungry eyes roved over my body before pinning me to the ground and pressing yourself against me. I tugged your boxers down while begging you to fill me with your stiff cock. When you finally entered me, my back arched and I let out a deep moan. You began to move inside me; my nails raking down your back and my teeth sinking into the flesh on your shoulder, leaving my own imprint. You bite me back and pin my arms above my head before thrusting into me. I maneuvered myself to a sitting position on top of you. Sliding up and down, taking you in as deep as you'll go, I run my hands over your bare chest, thrilled with your reaction. I sigh out your name as I start to ride you faster, my hands taking yours and guiding them back up my body. As I feel the start of my orgasm building, I tell you to come inside me. I slam back onto you as I feel your body shaking and you moan as you fill me. I finally reach mine and collapse onto your chest. When the world finally stops spinning, I lift my head to look at you and say, "That was one hell of a ride, Subman." Subman and Condiment Girl Ch. 02 Sometimes your eyes bother me. Not so much bother, more like the intensity is a bit frightening. I never know what you're thinking or planning next. All I know is that when I see you, my heart stops and I can't breathe. I wouldn't ever tell you that, even though your arms are wrapped around me and I feel your breath on the back of my neck. If I turn to look at you, as I often enjoy doing, I know I'll wake you enough for you to let me go and I'm just not ready to do that yet. I love the way your arms fit perfectly around me; how safe and complete I feel when I'm with you. Again, here are words I'll never say. After the first time we were together, my heart broke when you left. Because I knew that, no matter how good we were together, you were going back to her. But you surprised me when you came down two weeks later, telling me that you just had to see me again. Yes, you were still with her. Yes, you still wanted me. And yes, when the weekend was over, you'd drive away and who knows when you'd be back. But I tried not to think too much on your departure and focus more on you being here now. I met you at the skate park again, where you were a slave to a concrete master. As the words formed in my head, I had to stifle a giggle. You, a slave to anyone? I thought not. It was more like I was a slave to the way you made me feel and I'd do anything to keep that up. "Hello, lady," you said to me as I climbed out of my car. "Hey, yourself. I wish you would have told me sooner that you were going to be here," I admitted. "But if I had told you, then it wouldn't be as much of a pleasant surprise as it is right now, right?" I thought on it for a minute before reluctantly agreeing with you. I told you to go skate, that I wouldn't mind hanging out here for a while and soaking up my daily dose of Vitamin D. I sat on the cool concrete, reveling in how it felt against my overheated skin. It's amazing the reaction you have over me. One look from you and my skin heats, my breath catches in my throat, and all I can think is, Take me. As I watched you, I remembered the last time you were here. The way your hands felt on me, your mouth, how good it felt to finally be that close to you. My mind began to fantasize all the different things I wanted to do with you. I wanted to know what it would be like for you to tie my hands above my hand and slowly, torturously make love to me. I wanted to know the ecstasy of feeling your teeth graze over my skin. I wanted to hear you sigh out my name like it was a prayer. I was so caught up in my thoughts of you that I didn't even notice you were intently watching me from across the park. When I finally floated back down to reality, my eyes met yours and I began to blush. I didn't think I had broadcast my thoughts but you had a knowing smile on your face as if I had. The sun soon began to set and the breeze had a chill to it. I knew it was getting late and I didn't want you to drive home so I offered a spot in our house for the night. You accepted just as I knew you would and the thought of you being in my house, in such close proximity to me, put butterflies in my stomach. I spent the next 15 minutes, mentally preparing myself to be around you and not do anything but all I could see was you in my bed. I nearly drove off the road while imagining all the things we'd be able to do there. My underwear was becoming noticeably damp and I turned on my stereo to try and get my mind off of you. Sadly, it did not work. The song that I had associated with you, "Never Surrender" by Skillet, began to play and although I sang along to it, I still saw you in my mind. The last beats played out as I pulled into the driveway. I directed you to park on the street by the lawn and mentally counted to 10 while I walked up to the house. I opened the door and as I quietly dismissed the baby-sitter, you walked in behind me. I told you to make yourself comfortable while I got my son ready for bed. As soon as he was in his own bed and on his way to Sleepy Land for the night, I walked back into the living room to see you stretched out, asleep on the couch. I grabbed the blanket I had just folded earlier that day and covered you up so you wouldn't get cold. When I started to clean up the mess in front of me, you woke up. I bent over to pick up one of the many toys that was scattered across the floor and you silently walked up behind me. Grabbing me around my hips, I jumped in surprise and I heard you chuckle. "That was so mean!" I hissed at you, trying my hardest to give you my stern look without laughing at your smiling face. "Yeah, it was mean. But it was funny as hell," you muttered, laughing while you said it. I couldn't help it so I laughed right along with you. As the laughter started to die down, your hand framed my face and you leaned down to kiss me. I sighed into your kiss and pressed my body closer. After a few moments, you pulled away and smiled my very favorite smile at me. "If you want, I know of a more comfortable place than the couch for you to sleep tonight. Although, I can't guarantee either one of us will get any sleep," I said, as I grabbed you by the hand and began to lead you down the hall. You went along behind me as I opened the door to my bedroom, revealing my most secret place. "You should feel special," I said, breaking the nervous silence. "No other person, besides the guys who set up the bed, has ever been in here. And what's even better is that you're the first person to share my bed. " I sat down on the edge of the bed, watching you walk toward me. I held out my hand to you and as you sat on the edge, you gently guided me down. Lying down beside me, you sat up on your elbow and put one arm over my waist, your hand gently flirting with the hem of my shirt. You leaned down to kiss me and my arms twined around your neck. My body began to curve towards yours, my legs wrapping themselves around yours. I bit your lip and heard you groan while one hand snaked up my shirt, grabbing my breast. I moaned and arched against your touch while your mouth trailed along my jaw, down my neck and to my collarbone. We separated long enough to remove our shirts and you placed your body on top of mine. The warmth of your skin on mine caused me to shiver and press closer to you. You growled and practically ripped my bra off my body. Your mouth moved faster over my body as you nibbled and kissed your way from my neck to my chest. With my mind otherwise preoccupied with the sensations your mouth was arousing, one hand crept to my jeans to undo the buttons and slowly drag them down. Determined not to let you have all the fun, I stood up and let my pants fall to the floor. I pushed you back onto the bed and straddled your waist, wearing only my gray pinstripe boyshorts. I leaned down to kiss you softly while raking my nails up and down your chest. I bit your lip again as my hands moved through your hair. Sliding down your body, I removed your jeans and then your boxers. I smiled at you from between your legs and took you in my mouth. You groaned and I ran my tongue along your length. Placing my hands on the tops of your legs, I let my mouth entertain your cock and trailed my fingernails down your thighs. The added sensation must have been driving you crazy because the next thing I knew, you threw me on my back, held my arms above my head and kissed me like you'd never see me again. "I have a couple pairs of handcuffs in the drawer on my nightstand that I bought the last time you were here," I said, huskily. You climbed off of me with a parting kiss before you cuffed me to my bed. An evil grin split over your face as you positioned yourself above me. Your hands stroked my hair, and then pulled hard enough to jerk my head back to look directly at you. You kissed me hard and bit my lip, causing me to moan out your name. Your hands caressed my breasts and teased my nipples while you bit my neck almost hard enough to draw blood. My legs began to quiver and my hips tried to move against your body. You stopped biting my neck and began to lick and nibble your way down my body to where my legs met; teasing me to a state of arousal I'd never been before. With my hands above my head, I was helpless to the sensation of your mouth on my body. As your tongue wreaked havoc on me, you inserted one, then two fingers into me. I whimpered and sobbed your name again. "Please... I can't take it anymore... I just want to feel you inside me...," I said, mustering all the strength I had. With my flavor still on your tongue, you kissed me and I tasted myself. You positioned your body between my legs and I felt the tip of your cock at my opening. Moving my hips forward, I took you in a little but you decided to tease me a little more and pulled yourself away. I sighed and pouted up at you until finally, I felt the glorious sensation of you filling me to the brink. You moved your body slow at first but my hips thrust against yours, demanding a faster pace. You slammed your body into mine and I was oblivious to everything but you. As I felt myself falling over the edge, I wrapped my legs around your waist, holding you inside me so you could feel it, too. Knowing how much you enjoyed finishing naturally inside me, I told you to come and as you did, your body fell on mine, exhausted. After we finally regained some of the feeling in our bodies, I asked for you to take the cuffs off. Holding me tight to your body, we slept until the sun began to stream in and we went on with our separate lives. Subman and Condiment Girl Ch. 03 We'd only briefly discussed what it would be like if we were to include another person in our play time. And the conversation was almost strained because, at the time, we hadn't even gotten together so the thought of being forced to share your favors slightly irritated me. That's a lie, really. It pissed me off but I just wrote it off to your curiosity. I knew she would be the perfect one when I first saw her. She was attractive, yes but not more so than I. That was my only prerequisite, it seemed. She was of medium height and had a decent body. Her breasts strained against the confines of her shirt and the jeans were just low enough that I could spy the detail of a tattoo along her back. She walked with such an air of confidence that it turned me on. I loved the way her hair gently laid on her shoulders, the subtle sway of her hips. After I had finished my mental inventory of her physical appearance, I rose from the bench I was sitting on and sauntered over to her. She had a slight smile on her lips and all I could see was her mouth on mine, cascading hot kisses down my body to my center... "You look lost in thought. Do you need someone to find you?" she asked quietly. There was a small accent that I couldn't quite place that intrigued me. "I'm not lost enough to not know that you're gorgeous," I joked, smiling crookedly. "Well, thank you. I happened to notice you looking at me so I thought I would return the favor for you," she said to me. "Would you like to take this someplace quieter than this? I hate meeting people at the mall. It's so impersonal," I said, feeling like I was blabbing. "I'd love to," she agreed and looked at me with desire burning in her eyes. "I live in a small apartment right down the street, if you wanted to come over. I actually have a proposition for you. That is, you'd have to be open minded," I whispered as I looked her over with questioning eyes. I couldn't tell just from this small tidbit if she would be open but as I watched her, I sure as hell hoped she was. Her small smile led me to believe she was game and we walked out to our mutual cars. I told her to follow me. I was slightly surprised by how easily she trusted me but I figured that was a good sign. As I put the key in the ignition, I knew that even if you didn't want her as much, I was going to keep her around. I pulled out of my parking stall and saw her blue Accord idling behind me. I put the car into gear and made my way back to my place. The drive was silent, leaving me with a chance to think. Although I logically knew it was only a few minutes, 10 at most, it felt so much longer. I began to reminisce on the first time we were together, how fantastic it was. Then I saw you in my bed, holding me as we slept. I knew I wanted more but there was a huge part of me that was starting to wonder if that would be the best thing for us. We reached the complex and pulled into the parking lot. I climbed out of my car and led her to the staircase that would take her to my apartment. My breathing became uneven, my palms started to sweat, and I suddenly began to wonder if it would be such a good idea. I unlocked the door, standing in the door frame, holding my hand out in a gesture to invite her in. I silently thanked the gods that I had the good sense to clean the cramped apartment before I left. "You have a child?" she asked as she gazed over the living room and saw the toy box in the corner. "Yeah, I do. He's spending the weekend with his dad, though," I said, almost wishing I had him as my usual buffer. We stood; casually looking around the room before I invited her to sit on the couch, assuring her that it wouldn't swallow her whole if she did. She laughed and began to relax. "So, I was under the impression you wanted me here to talk to me about something," she bluntly stated. A part of me had been dreading this moment but there was a bit of grudging respect for her not mincing words. "I did. Here's the thing. I find you extremely attractive and you obviously feel the same or you wouldn't have come with me. I have a proposition for you but first things first. Are you in a relationship?" I asked, knowing that if she said yes, there would be no turning our mutual fantasy to reality. "I actually just got out of a relationship," she said. "Well, that takes care of that. I have this friend that likes to visit me whenever he's in town. It sounds much worse than it really is but we're just using each other for sex. While it's really great, we're both wondering what it would be like to have a threesome and you fit our fantasy to perfection. Are you interested?" She looked a little overwhelmed and I started to worry that maybe I had chosen the wrong girl, maybe she wouldn't be as open to being with us as I had originally thought. "It sounds really interesting and yes, I am attracted to you. I'm just curious about something, though," she admitted with a slightly devious look in her eye. "What's that?" "Well, what if I wanted something between just the two of us but wouldn't mind including your little boy toy every once in a while?" My mouth dropped open, my eyes popped, and I felt all the air leave the room. It felt as if she had simply read my mind. "No, it wouldn't be a problem at all. I actually wanted that," I admitted, feeling more excited than I had been in quite a long time. "When is he supposed to be back in town?" "He's actually going to be in next weekend. I've already arranged for my son to spend the weekend with his father again so you could stay the night as well," I said, hoping I didn't sound as starved for attention as I felt. "That's great. So, we'll have a little time to get to know one another over the week. But there's something I want to do right now," she whispered as she leaned in and gently kissed my lips. My hands moved to her hair to hold her face close to mine. Then I felt her hands move down my back and play with the bottom of my shirt. I nibbled her bottom lip, eliciting a moan from that delicious throat. She pulled away, breathing hard before she said that she had to leave but would call me later. I watched her walk out my door, not knowing if it was just for tonight or permanently. The week passed without consequence. I heard from Becca a few days after our almost encounter on my couch. She agreed to be at my apartment on Saturday night and convinced me not to tell you that she was there, that she would be a pleasant surprise. I agreed, enjoying the fact that I had a secret such as this. By the time Saturday finally rolled around, my nerves were about shot. I was so nervous. It wasn't bad enough that tonight would mark the first time together with Becca, it would also be my first time with my new girlfriend. She showed up almost an hour early, claiming that she was too restless to just sit around and wanted to come see me anyways. Her lips were a luscious red, her auburn hair in curls. Her shapely legs looked delectable in the mini skirt I had picked out for her. The white button up shirt that was an identical match to mine barely covered her breasts and she had left the bottom buttons undone, revealing a flat stomach. I felt my nipples harden in response to her sexy outfit. She laughed nervously and it took all my energy to not just take her in my arms and rip her clothes off. She must have had the same idea because she grabbed me by the hand, pulled me to her, and kissed me with a passion I couldn't wait to explore. Before I could control myself, my hands raced down her body to her bottom, pulling her heat to mine as I bit her lip. She moaned softly and moved one hand up to grasp my breast. A gasp escaped my throat and she slid her tongue inside my mouth. My senses were inflamed with her taste. I half dragged her to the couch and placed my body on top of hers. My hands began an exploration of her body and by the time I reached her most sensitive spot, she was hot and ready. I slid one finger, then two into her lacy black panties and felt her quiver beneath my touch. My mouth left hers to kiss my way down her chest, across her collarbone, down to her glorious breasts. Just as my tongue slid across one of her nipples, I heard a knock at my door. With a sigh, I went to the door, swinging it open and giving you my sexiest smile. From where I stood, I blocked your view of Becca, sprawled out on my couch. Your eyes roamed over my body, clad in my white shirt and plaid mini, before your hands reached out for me to pull me into a bone-melting kiss. Just as you were about to pull me up and wrap my legs around your waist, we heard a low chuckle come from behind us. You set me down and were momentarily speechless as you watched Becca saunter over to me, grab my face, and kiss me right in front of you. "The look on your face is absolutely priceless, Subman. This is Becca. She's here to join in the fun," I said with more courage than I felt. "You didn't tell me this would be a three ring circus, lady," you said, slowly absorbing what was going on around you. "Well, it was my idea to surprise you. We just thought it would be more special," Becca explained, her voice slightly wavering with pent up frustration. "Besides, we were just getting down to business before you showed up. " "Don't let me stop you, then," you said, your eyes alight with wonder. Becca placed her arm around my waist, pulling me to her soft body before lowering her mouth to mine. The tender touch of her lips on mine never ceased to amaze me and I put my hands on her waist. As I started to pull her body to mine, I felt your body close behind me. You placed your hands on my shoulders, turned me away from Becca and started to kiss me. Becca's hands slid around my waist and she began to unbutton my shirt. Your greedy hands reached out to squeeze one of my breasts as Becca slipped my shirt off my shoulders. I shivered as her skilled fingers teased my sensitive skin. I placed one hand on your chest, never breaking our kiss and the other on the waistband of her skirt. Pulling her body close to ours, I slid my hand back under her skirt and started to run my hand along her panties. You let out a feral growl as she began to whimper. I grabbed her hand and walked the two of you to my bedroom. "I want to see you naked. Now," I said, feeling slightly in command. Becca began removing her clothes as you stood in the doorway, watching. The skirt pooled at her feet, revealing quite a sexy pair of black lacy panties. You walked up behind her and grabbed her chest while I started to place my fingers in a delicate spot. Between the two of us, we had her moaning and writhing in a matter of minutes. Laying her down on the bed, I let my tongue finish what my fingers had started. She came in my mouth like a geyser. While I had been getting her off, you had been watching over us, stroking your hard cock. Taking it in my hands, I teased the tip with my tongue before taking you in as deep as I could. Sitting on my knees gave Becca enough room to slide between my legs and start licking me. My moans were muffled but caused a gentle vibration along your shaft. Your hands began to fist in my hair and Becca's tongue was going wild on me. My hips bucked against her as you started cumming in my mouth. Well, I was 2 for 2 at this point with no spine tingling orgasm of my own. I had a little pout on my face until you picked me up, wrapped my legs around your waist, and slammed me against the wall behind us. You thrust into me until I couldn't breathe. Finally, I flew over the edge of sanity and landed in a world of pure ecstasy. Later that night, we all climbed into my bed, with me in the middle. As I looked over your contented faces, I felt more complete in that moment than I had in quite a while and found myself wishing I could hold on to both of you forever.