6 comments/ 61815 views/ 3 favorites Winterbright Avenue By: Sean Renaud "This year we have to win." Brad said standing at the window. There were three other men scattered around the room at this point most of them with drinks in hand. "We never win. It's always those girls down the block." Mike replied. He was nearly six feet tall, lean and black. Today he was dressed in a Stone Cold Steve Austin t-shirt with a steel skull on the front. In his right hand he had a bottle of vodka. "Has anybody ever beaten Alpha Delta Theta in the last decade?" He took a deep pull from the bottle and held it out. Rip accepted the bottle taking a swallow and grimacing slightly as it went down. He was a big man at six and half feet and weighing just over three hundred pounds he was build like an ox. "I think it was '89 the last time they lost and it was historic then." Rip lowered his head smoothing out his white polo shirt and holding out the bottle. The dark skinned Latino scowled briefly as he took the bottle. "Shut up. Those stupid bitches got to lose sometime." He took a swig and grinned. "You know we could just do like Harold suggested. "I was just fucking kidding and you know it." Harold replied leaning back in his recliner. He was just wearing his Bud boxers and a wife beater staring at his Gameboy. "It was good idea. Tell em." Ramon urged taking another swallow of the vodka before offering Harold the bottle. Slowly Harold's blue eyes moved from his three inch screen up to the bottle. From there his attention shifted to the man holding the bottle. There was a slight pause before he took the bottle and tipped it to his lips. "Well the way I figure it everybody loves to decorate on this block right?" There was a slight pause as he waited for the others to nod in agreement. "And most of the people around here are men right?" Again there was a nod of agreement. "Well what do you think would happen if we decorated the yard with scantily clad sorority girls?" Ramon said. Harold was glaring at him but the rest of the room had a synchronized epiphany at that moment. "That was pretty much my idea. I was thinking about Jesse in a see through Santa suit, and Tara wrapped in Christmas lights with ornaments hanging from her ornaments you know." Harold smirked leaning the bottle back again. "The questions are how would we convince them to do it?" "I suppose we could always ask. I mean you know that Velvet is always trying to get a ride in my Mercedes." Brad said striding from the window to snatch the bottle away from Harold draining the last of it and tossing it into the trash. "Right, just ask the girls to put themselves on display for a bunch of college age perverts and I'll let you ride around in my Mercedes. That's sure to work." Rip replied. "We got any booze left or was that the last of it?" "We got a Jose and Jack left so chill, we're good." Ramon said leaning against the wall. If you think it would help we can let the girls ride in my Porsche." "Perfect plan, anybody got a realistic one?" Rip asked heading to the closet and pulling out the bottle of Jack Daniels and opening it. * * * "What are we going to do?" Tara asked. The big breasted blonde was wearing a pair of denim shorts that barely covered her ass and pink baby tee to cover her breasts. "We don't have enough money to pay the rent." There was an empty Smirnoff Ice bottle on the table beside her. There several other empty bottles scattered around with the stuffed animals in the room and comfortably sprawled college girls. Jesse was wearing a light blue nighty nursing her third drink of the night. It was a sharp contrast to her dyed red hair which was pulled back into a ponytail. "We've tried everything to keep this place up. Bake sale, garage sale." "Kissing booth, bikini carwash." Tara continued. Velvet pushed her dark brown hair away from her cocoa hued face. "And they all failed. The bikini carwash nearly got us enough money. That guy Brad was checking out my thong all day, I think we washed every car on his block one by one!" "Those boys down at Sigma Gamma were the only ones that we got any money from at all." Karen sighed. Her bright red hair was combed down over her right eye concealing most of her caramel colored flesh. She was dressed in a pair of blue pajama pants and a man's dress shirt partially buttoned. "Stop it. This isn't about them. How are we going to get the money we need to keep up the rent on this place? We still need about five thousand dollars." Tara said looking at her empty bottle with disgust and dropping it into a nearby trashcan. "A little more than that actually." Velvet said picking up a wine cooler from the floor and finishing it off. "Last month I used my tuition money to pay the rent so we need closer to eight." "How much are we going to win from the decorating contest this year?" Karen asked staring at the drawing on the table. This year they planned on setting up a train that would go around the front yard filled with stuffed animals. On the rooftop there would be a sleigh with a full team of reindeer and a Santa Clause dipping in and out of the chimney. It was another guaranteed win for the girls of Alpha Delta Theta. "If the prize is as big as it was last time around two grand which is nearly enough to handle all of our bills." Karen said. "I don't see that we have a choice. If we ask the guys the worst that could happen is they will say no right?" "No." Velvet said flatly looking around for another drink. "The worst that could happen is they will find away for us to earn the money from them." "I'm not going to have sex with them if that's what you're suggesting." Tara said frowning. "Well maybe Brad but that's about it." "Would you rather have to go home? I hate to tell you but staying in the dorms isn't free, it's just cheaper than staying out here. So we either swallow our pride and go ask the boys or pack up and go home." Velvet said. "Fine. I'll make the call." Tara said reaching for her pink and purple polka dot cell phone. With a sigh she punched in the numbers for the local frat house. * * * "Somebody get the phone." Brad called. He was sitting in the window now, both the bottle of Jack and of Jose were being passed around. "I got it." Rip said snatching the phone off the hook. "You got Sigma Gamma home of the Big Mac what's your beef?" When the answer came his eyes instantly widened. "I'm listening, I'm sure the guys are interested too." "What's going on? Who is it?" Ramon asked leaning closer to Rip who just shoved him away and hushed him with a glare. "Right. That's a lot of money; we'd have to talk about this one in person." He covered the phone for a moment looking around the room. "The girls are broke." "Broke?" Brad asked. "Broke as in can't afford to pay the rent on their home and want to know if there is anything we can do for them." Rip replied as a wicked grin started to cross his face. "How much?" "Eight. The girls are willing to work for it though." Rip let the thought settle into his brothers before he uncovered the phone. "Come over here, we'll see what we can do." * * * When Ramon answered the door he was dressed in a pair of black jeans and a matching wife beater. "Come on in girls." The tone of his voice was enough to make Tara uncomfortable but she didn't have much choice. She had changed into a pink running suit that clung to her hips; the top was only zipped to right beneath her breasts. Behind her Karen was wearing a pair of khaki shorts that didn't quite cover her ass and a tied off dress shirt. Together the girls walked past Ramon. Velvet had chosen a pink and purple plaid skirt. It was even a decent length for a lady to wear out in public; it was the zippers that went up to her hip that made it scandalous. Her shirt was a black t-shirt with purple kitty skull and crossbones on it. "Hi Brad." She smiled across the room at him. "Come on Jesse." Ramon urged stepping out of the doorway. Of the four girls Jesse was the only one dressed conservatively. Her jeans just fit; they weren't snug around her trimmed thighs. Instead they were loose fitting, nearly slipping off her hip and revealing the top of her thong. She was wearing a normal shirt that ended just barely above her pierced naval. "Hi Ramon." She muttered easing her way around her ex. "Nice to see you too." Ramon replied under his breath shutting the door behind her. "Well ladies, have a seat." Rip said motioning towards the couches. Normally they would have been focused around the fifty two inch television set but today they were facing towards the table with the liquor on it and the men sitting at the bar. "Now let's get down to business, as you can see you interrupted us on a good night." He motioned to the now empty bottles of Jose and Jack along side the bottle of vodka. "Drunk. Great." Velvet whispered to Jesse as the two of them plopped down on the couch crossing their legs at nearly the same time. "Anyway. You need eight thousand dollars; we don't have that much just lying around." Rip started. Karen hadn't sat down yet and she was already half back to the door before he could continue. "Then I guess you can't help us. I'm sorry we wasted our time." "Wait wait wait." Rip teased. Karen did stop with her hand on the doorknob. "We have six." Tara sat down beside the other two girls and leaned in close whispering. "Six is enough, if when we win the decorating contest we'll get the rest of it easy." Velvet and Jesse nodded in agreement. "Six is enough." Tara repeated loud enough for the boys to year. "No it isn't." Ramon answered as he hopped up on the bar leaning back to open the mini-fridge. Velvet started to open her mouth but Rip cut her off. "If you think six is enough because you're guaranteed to win the annual decorating contest it won't be enough since that is part of our terms." The girls frowned in unison. "There are other ways to get the money!" Karen insisted still standing at the door. The other girls stayed seated though waiting for the boys to continue speaking. "By all means ladies if you have an option open to you perhaps you should take it. You haven't lost this contest in well over a decade and even that was just somebody getting lucky." Brad said. His eyes were focused on Velvet's chest by this point occasionally moving to one of the other ladies. "All we have to do is decorate this place for Christmas and you'll give us eight thousand dollars?" Jesse asked in obvious disbelief. "You know we want more than just to win." Rip said. "They dressed like they knew at any rate." Ramon answered. The girls slowly looked from on to the next each giving a nearly invisible nod of approval. "What do you boys want from us exactly?" At that point Brad smiled directly at Jesse. "Well we are going to start with the obvious; you're going to lose the decorating contest this year." His eyes slowly shifted over to Velvet following her shapely legs up to her indecent skirt. "Second you are going to make our every fantasy come true." The girls had expected that so only Karen responded with a disgusted sigh, the others remained silent. "Finally the way we are going to win is by having you girls as part of our Christmas display, so for twelve nights you are to be here by sundown, dressed how we tell you and ready to be out on the lawn until around midnight." The last part got the response the boys were looking from. Especially from Karen who threw the door open and stormed out. Rip calmly walked over to the door glancing at Karen for a second before turning back to the rest of the girls. "You don't have to do this; you can all leave and find another way to get your eight thousand dollars." He said calmly opening the door a little wider for them. Not a single girl moved they didn't even exchange glances this time. "Now this was a deal for all four of you. If she doesn't want to help then we can only muster say about six thousand dollars which might not be enough. Then again without her maybe you don't need as much money." "Brad, c'mon. We don't need her." Velvet whispered crossing her arms around her chest and gripping the bottom of her shirt. "What need could possibly have for her when you've got me right here." She peeled her shirt up and off tossing it at Rip and standing up. "I'm impressed but really without her no deal." Ramon countered locking his eyes on hers. She held still for a moment then walked over to her shirt and put it back on before walking out the door. "Let's go get her." "If we have a deal be back here Sunday night." Rip said walking over to the door and opening it for the ladies. They all managed to keep perfectly straight faces as they stood up and walked out. The moment the door was closed Ramon leapt up and walked over to face Rip. "Are you insane? Why did you just let them go like that?" "Relax." Rip replied coolly stepping past the Hispanic to the bar and pouring himself a double shot of whiskey. "Do you think the girls would even consider our terms if they weren't desperate? This isn't about keeping the house for them. This is about staying in school." Rip replied. Ramon started to open his mouth again but Rip lifted a hand silencing him. "How much does our house cost to keep up?" "Four and a half close to five I guess." Ramon answered. "So why are they asking for eight? Why did they all get up when I said they could only get six without her? They need money for something else too." The guys smirked and nodded. "When things fall together this well it really makes you believe that there is a god." Around the room cheers were given. * * * "You have to help us." Tara said stepping up behind Karen. "I don't have to do shit. Get that through your fucking head." She hissed storming down the street toward the sorority house. "You do if you want to stay." Velvet answered cutting her off. "They won't take us without you." "I know. The house isn't worth whoring ourselves out. I'm not a fucking slut!" Karen shouted spinning to escape. Jesse cut her off before she could even try to walk way. "Velvet is the only one who's spent her tuition money keep us in this place but I can't afford to stay on base either. Can you? If the difference between going home a failure to work at McDonalds then yeah I can whore myself out for the guys." "I can too. My parents will kill me if they find out that I'm going to drop out of college." Velvet added. "I don't have a choice and you're supposed be my sister here to help me out." Karen stared at Velvet for a moment her pride and loyalty silently battling inside her. Her eyes moved from one woman to the next seeing the same look of desperation on all of their faces. Her loyalty was the victor ending with a defeated sigh. "Tell them that I'll be there." The rest of the girls smiled, more relieved than pleased. * * * "They are supposed to be here." Ramon said staring at the door. He was dressed in a Raiders jersey that nearly reached his knees and a pair of blue jeans. "If they decided to decorate. . ." "They didn't. Just relax." Rip replied leaning back over the couch. His black button up was only half buttoned revealing most of chiseled abs. He had a bottle of vodka in his hand like all the boys that night. This was a big night and everybody had spent money on their own liquor. Harold was holding a bottle Jack that he'd gotten halfway through during the night. His shirt was several sizes to large for him like fashion directed and his pants were likewise to big nearly slipping off his hips. "I can't wait till the girls get here." "Well what are we going to do if the girls don't show?" Brad asked leaning back against the wall. The beer can in his hand was empty but he had at least a dozen left in the fridge that he refused to stray too far from. "They are going to be here Brad. Relax." Tip started to tip his bottle to his lips again when the doorbell rang. "In fact that should be them right now." He smiled slightly turning his attention to the door. Ramon was at the door nearly before anybody else could even fully react pressing his eye to the peep hole to look through. "Holy shit." On the far side of the door the girls were dressed exactly how rip had instructed them too. Velvet was standing at the front of the group in pair of green tights that clung to her perfect hips like a second skin leading down to her bright green cloth sneakers. Her shirt was just a green lace bra that pushed her already impressive cleavage together. Jesse's outfit was made of the same material but was a single piece of fabric. It would have been almost boring if not for the plunging neckline and the huge cut out for her pierced naval nearly revealing her breasts. Below she was wearing a pair of stiletto styled boots that just barely passed her ankles. Her arms were crossed over her chest as she waited for the door to open. "C'mon open the door!" She hissed reaching forward and knocking on the door. Ramon opened the door stepping aside to let the girls in while he checked out Karen. She was dressed in a Santa Suit that barely covered her crotch; every time she took a step the boys got a brief glimpse of her green thong. Spit shined knee high black boots and a Santa cap completed the Ms. Clause ensemble. Tara was the last girl through the door and she was dressed up as Rudolph. She was wearing a set of fuzzy antlers and a bright red ball on the tip of her nose. Her shirt was dark brown and so tight that the boys could see the shape of her nipple ring through the fabric. "We're here." Karen hissed staring at Rip. The slightest smile crossed his lips as he looked over the girls. The tent in his pants made it obvious though that he was very pleased with all of the girls. "Let's take a walk outside ladies, give you an idea of where we want all of you." Rip said. The girls were far from the only thing that would be decorating the lawn this year. The center piece of their lawn was a life sized red sled with a bag filled with presents thrown in the back. The grass had been completely covered in fake snow just like the windows had been frosted. The entire house was trimmed in multicolored Christmas lights that continually played the Christmas music. Even without the girls it was an impressive display easily outshining the rest of the block. "Now look, Karen this is where you sit." He said leading her over to the sleigh. It was even more impressive up close, the seat was actual leather and the trimmings painted gold. The seats were heated, not that it was really necessary in Sunridge; even at night it wasn't likely to drop beneath seventy or so. There was even a set of mittens and tiny hotplate with a pot of hot chocolate sitting on it. "Sit here, be pretty. I want every swinging dick that walks past here to get hard babe." He reached out and gently tapped her on the bottom. Karen blushed slightly as she scooted into the seat snuggling up against the warm leather and stretching out. "I got it. How long are we supposed to be out here again?" "Until around midnight, if it starts raining or people stop coming we might let you in early though. If you need anything give us a call and we'll bring it right now." Rip replied. Brad took Tara gently by the hand and led her up to the front of the sleigh. Leading away from the sleigh they had set up a dozen wire light reindeer the front two with heat lamps for noses making a nice warm spot for Tara to spend her night. Leaning over he picked up a belt and fastened it around her waist as the lead. "You look great Tara." He smiled. "If you need anything just tell me and I'll bring it right now. Tara crossed her arms over her chest and looked away from him. "There's a chair for you between the reindeer." He said motioning towards the lawn chair hidden there. Harold and Velvet were over at the front of the yard where a collection of small lawn gnomes had been placed around a fog machine. Sitting on top of the machine was a single teddy bear that seemed to have been made by the elves. "What I want you to do is pick up the teddy bear and carry it over to Santa every so often. If it starts to get cold or you get tired sit down in the sleigh with her for a while." Velvet grinned up at him letting her tongue slowly slip between her lips. Winterbright Avenue "Ok. Is that all?" She asked leaning forward so her breasts nearly spilled out of the lacy bra she'd worn. "For right now." Harold replied with a deep breath before retreating into the house. Rip and Brad were right behind him shutting the door on the girls and Ramon who was staring blankly at Jesse. "If you have something to say just say it." Jesse hissed keeping her arms crossed over her chest and glaring up at him. "You know I can just go tell the guys you don't want to be here." He replied coldly. She glared up at him for a moment then her expression softened. "What do you want me to do?" "Just help Velvet out, greet people who are walking down the street and when you need a rest sit down in the sleigh. There is hot chocolate and heated leather seating encase it gets cold out here. Shit I'm sorry I wasted your time." He brushed against her as he walked into the house with the rest of the guys. "Should we watch?" He asked as soon as the door was closed behind him. "Nah, not just yet. Wait until about eightish." Rip replied walking into the kitchen and pulling out a half empty bottle of one-fifty-one rum out and pouring it into a big coffee pot. Next he added in several pouches of Butterfinger hot cocoa and filling the rest with water and putting it on the stove. "There is no way." Brad replied. "You can't cover up that shit, its like drinking rubbing alcohol." Rip raised an eyebrow at Brad but remained silent turning back to his drink. "So that's for us then? I don't want to be that thrashed, that's shit fucks you up." "No it's for the girls, most of it anyway." Rip replied getting out a spoon and stirring the drink. "I call it Choco Bomb." He pulled out a mug and half filled it tasting it for himself before passing it to Brad. There was a skeptical look in his eyes as he tipped the drink back but it quickly faded to one of disbelief as he swallowed. "That's amazing, you can barely taste it. I mean I know I'm drinking but I would never have guessed you used one-fifty-one in it." "I know. So for now let's go get a game of Madden in, it'll take a while for them to work through the batch they have out there. Between the four of them half a bottle should be plenty but if not we've got the other half mixed up already." Rip started walking to the couch when he paused. "If the girls are already getting blitzed give them some normal cocoa when they call." There was a collective chuckle from the men at that. * * * "Pour me another mug Karen!" Jesse called from the street where she was strutting up and down the sidewalk. She loved the feeling of all those eyes on her, watching the boys nearly crash their cars staring at her long legs as she walked up and down the street drawing attention to the elaborate decorations of the house. "You know this is a lot of fun. We should have done this at our house!" Velvet said sitting down beside Karen in the sleigh. She was in the middle of pouring a mug of cocoa for Jesse. "It is fun. Did you see that last car of boys; I thought they were gonna crash staring at Jesse." Karen said waving at another car filled with college boys. Velvet took the mug in both hands carrying it over to Karen. "Go sit down, it's my turn to strut. The other girl nodded and walked into the yard leaving Velvet along on the sidewalk waving and blowing kisses at the oncoming vehicles. "Show us your tits!" Velvet looked up. Stopped in front of the house was a convertible Mustang with five boys staring at her. Two of them were obviously drunk just from the blurry look in their eyes but all of them were vaguely familiar from one class or another. "No!" "C'mon!" They insisted. On any normal day the conversation would have ended right then but the warm feeling twisting in her stomach made her smile at the boys and hook her finger beneath her top teasingly. The boys watched as she slowly rolled her hips giving them an excellent view of her womanly curves before turning to face them lifting up her bra and shaking her tits. The moment the cold hair touched her nipples they hardened but she didn't notice. Her mind was fully focused on the car full of hooting boys who were now driving even slower past the house. She smiled rubbing her breasts for them before pulling her bra back down over them and walking back into the yard. "I can't believe you did that!" Karen screeched hopping out of the sleigh and running over to Velvet. "Neither can I! It just felt right!" She replied looking back at another car of boys ogling them. She didn't raise her shirt this time though, instead she strutted out to the street and slowly spun around like a dancer, wiggling her hips. As the boys got closer she pushed her thumbs into her pants and slowly inched them down giving them a perfect view of her ass before quickly pulling her pants back on. "Gimme a cup of cocoa it's getting pretty cold out here." Karen shook her head slightly and walked back to the sleigh looking at the empty pot. "We're out. Let me call the boys and ask for some more." She reached for her phone stumbling slightly as she tried to lean over the edge of the sleigh. "Wow, almost lost it right then." * * * "Yeah. Harold will be out in one second." Rip replied cradling the phone to his ear and an Xbox controller in his hands. He let the phone fall into his lap where he quickly pushed a button on it then turned to Harold. "Can you take the girls the rest of the Cocoa Bomb? It should be more than enough to get the job done." "Yeah I got it." Harold replied walking away from the game. It wasn't even that great a match up, Rip had pulled away early on and was up fifty-four to ten as the third quarter was starting up. Outside things were starting to get crazy. When Harold stepped out of the room Velvet and Jesse were standing side by side on the street. Velvet's bra was pulled up over her breasts and Jesse's top was down around her hips as the two competed to see who could get the loudest response. The cars had nearly come to a complete stop outside as the two girls took turns shimmying out of clothing one by one. "Let's take this up a notch." Velvet said leaning over slightly and beckoning Jesse over with a crooked finger. The sexy redhead smiled and walked forward till she her nipples were pressed against Velvet's and turned toward the street. She wrapped her arms around the black beauty's neck and kissed her softly making sure everybody could see as their tongue slithered into each other's mouths. Velvet was the first to move forward letting one hand glide up her back and into her fiery locks pulling her head back gently exposing her throat. Light kisses and gentle nips moved over that exposed flesh as another hand slipped down her back hooking her thong and inching it down. There wasn't even a hint of resistance as Jesse rolled her hips slightly helping herself out of her clothes. "Take'em off." Velvet gripped her thong in both hands and quickly snapped leaning over pulling Jesse's clothes all the way to the floor. When her clothes hit the floor Jesse stepped over Velvet. The black woman stood up so the two were standing back to back slowly turning towards the crowd. "Oh my god." Harold whispered beneath his breath stopping in the doorway. "Guys, come out here right now." Karen was just staring in awe finishing her cup of cocoa but Velvet and Jesse were still dancing back and forth in the street. Velvet still had her pants on but Jesse was strutting back and forth in just her boots. "How drunk are they?" Ramon whispered to Rip. "No where near that drunk. Least I don't think so." He replied. "Everybody go grab a girl and get them inside now." Rip and Ramon walked out to the street together, Rip scooping Velvet into his arms and Ramon putting Jesse over his shoulder as cars full of boys booed. "C'mon you're good for the night." "I was just getting started." Velvet purred reaching down and working to unfasten Rip's belt. "Calm down. Just a few more minutes." "Put me down!" Jesse hissed pounding her fists against Ramon's back. "I'm not your girlfriend anymore!" She screamed as he carried her back into the house. "I can flirt with who I want, have sex with who I want!" Ramon just bit his tongue as he carried her into the house putting her down. Brad and Harold had already called Karen and Tara into the house without any drama. "Don't stop here; take me to your room Rip!" Velvet purred into his ear pulling his belt free. Rip didn't need any encouragement to carry her off to his room and set her down on the bed. "Do you have any idea how great it makes a girl feel to have hundreds of men staring at her?" Velvet purred as she clawed at Rip's pants tearing his button open and zipper down. He couldn't make himself form words as the sexy black girl crawled toward him and tugged his clothing down. As soon as she had his pants around his ankles she pulled his boxers down to his knees. Whatever he meant to say was cut off as soon as she wrapped her lips around his cock. Just the tip slipped past her lips but she was an expert, firmly tracing around the crown with her tongue. Rip felt his entire body stiffen as she traced the tip of his cock swirling around the tip till she felt his stomach clench. He couldn't have moved he wanted to, not with her full lips wrapped around his cock. He'd dreamt of seeing Velvet like this since they'd met months ago and now there she was with her lips wrapped firmly around his cock expertly twisting her tongue. It was hard to tell with her lips stretched around his cock but she smiled and inched her way forward till a second inch vanished into her mouth. Rip groaned as he reached down steadying himself on her shoulders and his legs tried to turn to jelly beneath him. Velvet's hands moved up his sides gripping his hips to hold him steady as she slipped another inch of his cock into her mouth. A muffled sound tried to escape her lips around Rip's cock but he ignored her. The only thing he noticed was how it felt to have her lips vibrating around him. "Oh! Oh!" He shouted his cock starting to pulse in her mouth. She wrapped her fingers around his cock and squeezed down keeping him from cumming. Velvet felt his shaft pulsing and his entire body clenching as he tried to blast the teasing smile from her lips but she held tight until he relaxed. "Holy shit." He gasped reaching to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "Fuck me." Velvet purred. She barely had time to let go of his cock before he pushed her onto her back, spreading her legs apart and plunging into her slick tunnel. It only took a single thrust for his entire length to slip into her stretching her pussy slightly. "Stay right there!" She gasped wrapping her legs around him, her ankles crossed to keep him from escaping as she adjusted to his girth. "Mmmm." Her eyes rolled back slightly as he started rocking his hips against hers sawing in and out of her cunt. Each time he pushed against her Rip felt himself getting closer to the orgasm she'd denied him. Each thrust was a little harder than the on before it literally rocking the entire bed. "You like that don't you?" She moaned an affirmative before gripping his shoulders nearly burying her nails in his flesh. Velvet's back arched up towards him as her head snapped back suddenly a wordless scream of pleasure shot from her lips. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her body contracted around Rip's cock. Just one squeeze was enough for him to burst inside her flooding her with hot cum. One final thrust pushed him as far into her as he could manage, grinding his hips against hers his orgasm crashed over his body. His eyes were locked on hers as his heart, chest and cock contracted in unison. "Oh my god." "You know I would have fucked you sober." Velvet purred letting her legs slowly unravel from his waist as she relaxed back against the bed. * * * "Do they really have to be so loud?" Brad asked as he sat back on the couch. Karen was curled in his lap with a cup of cocoa in her hand and her other hand down his pants. "Well they aren't three feet away from the next couple." She whispered into his ear. Well that's all for now folks. There is plenty more to this tale and if I am properly motivated by a full mailbox then I promise to get around to telling more of it!