1 comments/ 27129 views/ 2 favorites Lust Filled Aspirations By: sothickwidit Chapter 1: Giselle I wasn't ashamed to admit it. I loved having sex. I loved the attention and being desired. My only loyalty was to my body and the goal of obtaining ultimate satisfaction. Typically, I wasn't interested in a relationship. My mind was on whatever was underneath your clothes and how quickly I could get it inside of me or in my mouth. Throughout high school, I was branded the slut, whore, girl who sucked cock and occasionally kissed girls....I think you get the point and made many enemies along the way. But that was more than five years ago. Ask me if I cared. Go ahead, ask me. It was with this attitude that I found myself standing at the bar in a nightclub just outside of the small, everybody-knows-everybody town that I lived in. I often cursed under my breath and occasionally out loud if the situation called for it, about why I had to have been born into a family of a small town. I wanted the big city life. I blew the only opportunity I had to get out of here either due to stupidity or lack of interest in my education. It didn't bother me much except for when I was on schedule at my dead end job at the Harris' dry cleaning store or sitting at home alone because the only sources of entertainment within five miles were the town's year-round carnival or the stuffy theater located right by the town's version of a mall which was actually a few stores thrown together into a strip plaza. I usually passed on being seen at either of those lame places. My mini skirt was barely covering my protruding ass. To occupy my time, I worked out regularly, which always helped when I would go into the city looking for someone to work my love hole. My white strapless top exposed the top of my brown mounds. I carelessly scanned the room. There were clusters of people everywhere. Some I recognized and some I did not. I made sure to pretend not to see the few I did recognize for fear of them approaching me to socialize. My eyes locked on a guy at the opposite end of the bar. He was tall; at least six feet. He had thick, neatly threaded cornrows in his hair and several forearm tattoos. His fitted t-shirt outlined his hard pecks and sculpted stomach. I gave a shy smile, attempting to draw him in. He took the bait and began to make his way to me, pushing and shoving through the crowd. Once he finally became in arms reach of me, he led me without a word to the dance floor. We grinded on each other for a few songs causing friction between our lower bodies. My plump backside pressing against his lap. I soon felt a bulge pressing up against me. He made sure to press it against my center with his pelvis once I turned to face him. I inwardly applauded myself for deciding on my five inch stilettos as part of my outfit for the night. They enhanced my shapely legs and brought me within inches of my dance partner's face when he looked down at me with heavenly, honey brown eyes. He wrapped his arms around my waist and brought his face down to mine. Our lips nearly touching, he spun me around before turning me back to face him. His eyes pierced mine, causing a silent shiver up my spine and stirring that sexual desire that lived in the pit of my stomach. The DJ paused for a break. We were both covered in beads of sweat. Our skin glistening once the lights passed over us. He leaned down to my ear, "I have a table over here", he said pointing, "let's sit for awhile". I obliged and followed him to the table in the direction in which he pointed. Once seated, he offered to get me another drink and made his way over to the bar. I better scope out a back up in case this guy falls through, I thought. Just then, a long red-haired, shorter man waltzed over to our table and sat down. He seemed to not have noticed me sitting there because his eyes widened once his eyes met mine. His eyes were mesmerizing to say the least, "I'm Brent", he introduced himself. Sloppily reaching his hand out to mine, he took my hand and kissed it. His lips felt nice on my warm skin. His emerald green eyes were glazed from his buzz but were still drawing me in. He had tanned skin and broad shoulders, visible through the white tank top that exposed his muscular upper body. "I'm Giselle". Nodding approvingly and smiling slyly, he said, slurring his words. "You with Jase?" he asked, pointing towards the bar where 'Jase' stood. I nodded. I actually didn't know what his name was but I assumed he meant the butter pecan delight, which aroused me on the dance floor. My panties still stuck to my engorged labia from the wetness he created. Just then, Jase-short for Jason, as I learned his name to be, came back to the table and started to introduce Brent and me. He paused. It was then he realized that he hadn't learned my name. Very close to his ear, I said, "We've met and I'm Giselle". He smiled, looking me directly in my eyes. I started sipping my drink and Jason and I struck up a conversation. He told me how he grew up in the city and his experiences as a college student at Capesford which is not too far from here. Deep down, I envied his enthusiasm as he talked so eagerly about a life that I knew nothing about. Sure, I had been on the campuses of a few colleges but I wasn't there to be lectured. Eventually, he laid his hand on my inner thigh that was closest to where he was seated at the small table and began stroking me ever so gently with his fingertips. The boldness of his actions incinerated my love canal and the desire within me poured out, soaking my panties even more. Once his fingertips made it up to the meeting of my thighs, I parted them slightly, inviting him closer to my juicy lips. He looked me in my eyes again. His expression indicated that he knew that he had me exactly where he wanted me and casually said in my ear, "Its time to get out of here, are you coming with us?" "Oh yes!" I exclaimed. The three of us made our way through the crowd, into the parking lot and to Brent's car. Brent was visibly intoxicated so Jason opted to drive. Brent climbed into the backseat with me and he flirted with me all the way to Jason's apartment, putting his arm around my shoulders and locking eye contact with me as we spoke to each other. He totally reeked of rum but I'm sure I did too. I saw Jason watching us in the backseat but he never intervened. I got the impression that they intended to share me. Once inside, I was impressed with the spacious and open format of Jason's apartment that was a short distance from the club. Brent led me to the wet bar centered in its own space that was down a few steps and separate from the main living area. The main living area was directly in front of the entrance. Brent attempted to play bartender. I felt Jason walk up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist. Next, he slid his hands up my skirt, massaging my firm, round ass cheeks. I parted my legs and looked back at him, devilishly smiling. Brent reached out from behind the bar and massaged my throbbing nipples that pierced the cloth of my shirt now slightly lowered because I hadn't bothered to adjust it. I threw my head back on Jason's shoulder and let out a slight moan. Jason began to tease my clit through my panties, while Brent stumbled from behind the bar and lowered my shirt beneath my breasts. "Damn! These are nice!" he said. Jason, still standing behind me, pressing his hard cock up against me, took my right breast firmly in his right hand, squeezing it. Brent dipped his head down to nibble on the other. "I like her skin, reminds me of milk chocolate", Jason mumbled in between kisses on my neck. I relished in the probing and kissing that was taking place. Two for one, isn't bad at all. Brent took me by the hand and led me to the rear of the house into a bedroom that had a large bed, fit for the romping that we were about to do. Brent slid my shirt off completely. Next he slid my mini skirt up and above my head, forcing me to raise my arms. Jason ran his hands along the sides of my now nude- except for my panties, panting body. Brent took off his pants. Jason appeared after disappearing into the adjoining bathroom, in just his boxer briefs. Getting on my knees, I alternated between the two huge cocks in my face. Brent's cock was narrower than Jason's but thicker than most cocks I'd ever seen with a tip that continued to swell as I took him into my wet mouth. Jason was even thicker with deep veins reminiscent of bright, long outstretched lighting bolts across a dark sky and thrust himself into the back of my throat, stretching my mouth wider and wider. Brent pushed me back on the bed and Jason ripped my panties right off of me. Brent lowered his cock into my mouth again, straddling my face. Nearly in the 69 position, he lowered his mouth to my sensitive, stone hard nipples. He arched his back and lay his hands flat on the bed and pumped his throbbing hard shaft into the depths of my throat, causing me to make involuntary, soft, gurgling sounds. He threw his head back in ecstasy and moaned loudly as he felt his climax surging through his cock that somehow fit every groove and pocket in my throat like a curvy-edged puzzle piece. Jason went for my pussy. He danced his warm, wet tongue on my clit. Sliding his tongue between my swollen lips, sucking up all my juices, never missing or leaving behind a drop. He kissed my lips and pressed his hands against the underside of my thighs, parting my shapely thighs, diving deeper into my sweet nectar. Urging him deeper, I arched my back which caused the spurting cock in my mouth to slide deeper into my throat. I felt my hot, foamy lava seeping from my slit as I came. I felt Brent begin to buck and jerk his hips, as his orgasm took over him. I looked up at him as he rolled his head back. I inadvertently made sopping, slurping noises that were muzzled by his wide girth. The wideness stretching my mouth, causing the corners of my mouth to sting, the skin stretching and nearly torn. I felt his hot, salty cum shoot into my mouth, scorching the back of my throat. He moaned triumphantly and I made sure to catch every drop. He lay on the bed next to me and began massaging my nipples again. I looked down at Jason as he was looking up at me, his eyes dark with lust while his expert tongue licked my juices from his own thick lips. He stood and climbed on the bed, straddling my waist. He wedged his arm beneath me and lifted me with ease, his large biceps flexing. He entered me smoothly since I was wet from his licking and suckling of my juices. I felt my pussy stretch, attempting to accommodate his large, thick penis. He pushed deeper and deeper inside me, causing me to moan as I looked deep into his captivating, brown eyes. He bit on my bottom lip as I dug my nails into his back. He pounded into my hungry cunt with animalistic savagery harder and faster as we both inched towards climax. The sweat from his chiseled body dripped down on me. I felt him stiffen inside my tight walls that hugged the length of him and felt hot streaks of semen splatter against my insides as he began to cum inside me. He moaned loudly and his limp body fell onto me, his cock softening while still inside me. He rolled off the bed and I closed my eyes as I felt my juices mixed with his, cascading from my center. I looked up to see Brent entering the room and he gestured for me to get up. I stood to my feet and felt clumps of hot cum trickle out of my freshly fucked cunt onto the floor. He sat down on the bed and pulled me towards him. Surprisingly, he was already stiff and his delicious cock was pointing straight up into the air. He grabbed and squeezed my lovely ass as I stood facing him. He slipped a single finger into my pussy and then pushed the same finger into my ass. I encountered pure ecstasy from his probing finger. I slowly lowered my pussy that had begun to resume its natural tightness over his erect cock and took all of him in one full stroke. I began to speed up, raising myself up and down and up and down, as my breasts bounced freely in his face. I felt myself coming. He felt it too and cupped my breasts together and made a trail of his saliva from one nipple to the next. He instructed me to turn around. I turned and again lowered my juicy cunt onto his cock. He spanked me as I bounced up and down. He blurted other obscenities and then held my arms, pulling them toward him, as he thrust himself into me over and over again, my ass slapping down on his lap. I looked back at him, his face was construed and his eyes were closed. I felt myself inching toward another riveting orgasm, bubbling in the pit of my stomach. "Give me your cum!" he ordered. The only light illuminating the room came from the adjacent bathroom, in which Jason was. I felt my heart rate rise and my breaths became shorter on each intrusion of his cock. My heart thudded loudly in my chest and I screamed, "Oh shit, I'm fucking coming!" Brent pounded me even harder as he felt my warm stream, run down his shaft. He swung me around, by hooking my limp arms with the insides of his elbows, his cock buried deep inside me, bending me over the edge of the bed and removed his cock from inside my burning hot love hole. I felt his cock spurt streams of fiery hot cum all over my ass, as he pumped his cock and moaned. We were both sweating and panting rapidly, his broad chest heaving. I rubbed his cum into my skin and licked the remaining sticky droplets from my fingertips, while looking at him seductively. Brent laughed, "Don't start!" he said looking at me as he made his way towards the bathroom. After the three of us showered together, we slept together on the bed that was our fucking nest. I drifted off to sleep with a satisfied grin on my face. Lust Filled Aspirations Ch. 02 Ch. 2: Brent I never wanted to grow up. I wanted to remain a kid forever. I loved to be outside and run. How my lungs would tire and seek air that was no longer there. That burn in my heaving chest as my eyes searched the trees, looking for whoever the subject of my chase was. In school, I played sports and excelled at it. I didn't care too much for my academics but knew that it was the top requirement of a student athlete. My best friend, Jason was my biggest competitor. We often dated the same type of girls, attended the same parties and had the same friends. In college, not much changed. We took the same core classes but had different majors. My major was computer technology and his was sports medicine. We lived in the same dorm too. After our first semester and the freshman jitters wore off, I focused on finding me a reliable source of pussy on campus and there was quite a selection. I took the liberty of dating college girls while I was still attending high school. That gave me a step up on all the other losers on campus. Drooling every time a hot chick with big, flopping boobs came by in a tight shirt. Giggling with her friends, pretending not to notice all the guys star struck by the balloons attached to her chest. I made it my personal mission to seek out and conquer that type of attention hungry slut. The more she flaunted herself, the easier she was to spot. I learned that there was no such thing as a good girl. They all wanted the same thing; someone to heat up their snatch and then melt them like the pudding that they were. They needed a man who would raise his voice and command. They all craved a dick-tator to worship. All women had an inherent nature to be controlled that was often hidden away. But, I would be the one to unlock it. That's how I found Anna. She was tall and bushy-haired. She was a member of the study group I was in and was very talkative. She would lower her shoulders to expose more of her cleavage when I talked to her. She wore the tightest jeans that hugged her perfect round ass. I loved watching her reach around for items she squeezed into the pockets on the backside of them. One day after a final exam, she asked if I was selling any of my books back to the bookstore. Most students took advantage of this program to get a little extra cash. I said that I was but had to go back to my room to get more books. She had on the lowest cut top that dipped so flawlessly at the meeting of her huge tits. "I have like three more books I need to sell back as well, but they're SO heavy. Can you carry them for me?" she asked with a devilish smile. "Sure, but you owe me." I said while scoping out her sweet ass. She kissed me on the cheek and said to meet her at her room after I got my books. *** Before I could even knock on her door, it flew open. I stood there with a righteous smile on my face. My dick instantly grew when I saw that she had changed into some tiny shorts that made her ass look even more scrumptious. I didn't wait for any instructions; I just walked in and slammed the door. "Wait, what are you-"She began to say before I put my hand over her mouth. "Sssshhhhhh", I said, "I got this." I lowered my hand from her mouth and stepped closer to her, putting my body on hers. Her mountainous breasts pressed up against my chest and I looked past her nervous gaze to them. I groped each of her large tits slowly while looking in her marble blue eyes. I didn't notice how gorgeous she truly was. Fair skinned with brown spotty freckles and dimpled cheeks. I probably hadn't paid attention because I was too busy planning this very moment. Planning the day I'd take her. Watching her ass sway when she walked into class. Hoping that stressed button on her blouse would finally pop and expose her gorgeous rack to everyone. She let out a soft moan and started unbuckling my pants. My dick flopped out of my drawers and she licked her lips. Smiling at me, she got down on her knees and began slurping on my waiting cock. I gathered up her bushy curls in my hand and started rotating my hips. I felt the back of her throat with the engorged tip of my cock and she gagged. Warm, precum oozed from it into her mouth. I told her to take her time and relax her throat. "AHHHHHH!!!" I screamed. I felt her teeth scrape my shaft. Yanking on her wild mane, I jerked her head away from my bruised cock and asked if she was crazy. She whimpered and said sorry. "Please, stop, you're hurting me!" "My dick hurts too!" I knew she hadn't done it on purpose, but I took that as an opportunity to prove a point to her. I was in control. I shoved my dick between her pouty, red lips, back into her mouth. She widened her mouth to accommodate my large size. She wet me with her saliva and I easily slid in and out of her mouth. I sped up the strokes and shot my hot cum in her mouth. I noticed she wasn't swallowing it. I gripped her throat in my hand and lifted her to her feet. "Swallow it." I said, through clinched teeth. Her mascara had created dark brown streaks down her tanned cheeks. She took one big gulp and a small stream of cum trickled down the corner of her delicious mouth. I kissed her forehead and pulled my pants back up. After I fastened the button, she began to pout. "But what about me?" she whined. "Maybe later" I said dryly. I fucked girls like Anna at parties on campus and in my dorm room everyday. I usually passed them along to my friends when I had no more use for them. Anna's best friend, Kimmy was one of the best sluts on campus. I enjoyed fucking her sweet vagina. Her labia would swell after I gave her clit a good sucking. I fucked her up against my door once. Her ass was so perfect. Not as big as Anna's but still ripe for a good fucking. After an afternoon swim in the lake that ran along the edge of campus, Kimmy came back to my room with me. We stripped off our clothes and headed to the shower that joined the next room. When she walked into the bathroom, I had one foot up on the toilet, stroking myself. I wanted my cock in her mouth and she knew it. Without a word, she lowered herself to her knees and tried to take all of me in one breath. I moaned and began pumping in and out of her mouth. She closed her eyes as I forced my cock deeper into her tight, hot throat. Her neck bulging as I pumped in and out and in out of her face. I popped my cock out of her throat and stood her up. Bending her over, I inserted my pole into her dripping wet slit. Her hot, sticky foam coated my dick and we made gushing sounds as I fucked her juicy pussy. I withdrew from her and she whimpered as I pushed her into the shower, under the hot streams of water. I resumed my position and pushed a finger in her ass. I worked her puckered opening with my finger while I pumped my cock in her glorious cunt. She moaned and vibrated and I knew she was coming. I spanked her hard, stinging her wet skin. She stood up straight and washed water over her heaving body. She turned and looked at me shyly. "I'm not done" I said. I led her out of the bathroom, our bodies still wet, back into my room. She walked toward the bed and twirled her ass seductively. I smiled and thought to myself, I'm about to fuck her into oblivion. I reached my hand out to her as I stood in the middle of the room. She reached for me and I grabbed her forearm. She had absolutely no chance of preventing me from what I was about to do. I towered over her small frame. My biceps were about the size of her head. Pushing her up against the door and holding her there with my forearm on the back of her neck, I massaged her tight hole again with my fingers. I inserted one finger and then two into her brown hole. She whimpered again and I slowly pushed the head of my cock into her ass. She was so tight. I could feel her skin stretching and ripping as I went deeper and deeper. I knew her ass was untouched and that's why I chose her. I continued to pump her sweet, small hole until her body opened up for me. I unloaded so much cum in her ass that it bubbled right out and onto the back of her legs. A few drops of my milky reward landed on her gorgeous ass. She was panting and dropped down to the floor, unable to hold her weight any longer. Kimmy was the best. I hadn't seen many of those whores from college after graduation. I moved back home before getting my own apartment a few blocks away from my job. I occasionally met and fucked closet nymphomaniacs. Jason would normally ask whatever chick he was seeing to bring a friend along so I wouldn't be the awkward third wheel. That proved to be ideal because most women had single, cock hungry friends. They certainly didn't expect the well dressed white kid to have an enormous cock and actually know what to do with it. Last night at Jason's apartment was a first for me though. I normally performed solo, if you know what I mean. I'd never met a woman that needed two cocks back to back as a way to be satisfied. As far as I knew, Giselle was a new breed of slut. A breed I didn't realize existed. I needed to learn all there was to know about a woman like her. She was one woman I had to keep around. Lust Filled Aspirations Ch. 03 Ch. 3: Jason "Oh fuck!" I moaned. I was pounding the life out of Maryann's mouth. She had the best tits I had ever seen. After she agreed to show me them after very little convincing, I whipped my cock out and asked her to suck it. She refused at first but I wasn't about to take no for an answer. "Let me fuck those big tits then" I said. That got her down on her knees. She cupped her boobs in her hands and I guided my cock into that delicate space between her breasts. She had the tastiest dark nipples. Her large, plump ass would make any man weak. She had the sexiest hour glass figure and her soft, brown skin was heaven. I began to slide up and down between her thick tittys. She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and smiled. She knew I wanted her to taste my cock. She just wanted to make me beg. I paused when the head of my dick appeared above the curves of her delicious boobs. She stuck out the tip of her tongue and flicked it around my head. I let out a grunt and forced my cock passed her lips into her mouth. She tried to back up but I just inched closer. I pressed the back of her head down until I felt my balls on her chin. She grabbed my hand and I let her go. "Jason!" She yelled. But I knew she liked it. I looked at her with pleading eyes and she began to pump her fist up and down my shaft. I wanted to feel her wet mouth so badly, I pleaded, "Please baby. I love when you suck me. It's so sexy!" She gathered her long honey blonde hair into a ponytail. She opened her mouth and I placed my dick inside. Her tongue was so warm and soft. She made swirls with her tongue and left a trail of saliva from the head of my cock all the way to my balls. Once the moistness from her mouth on my cock met the air, it sent a cool chill crawling up my spine. I felt my orgasm bubbling in the pit of my sack and involuntarily thrust my hips into her face, forcing my rock hard cock deeper into the pit of her throat. Gagging, she closed her eyes and tried her hardest to fit the length of me into her mouth. I sped up as my orgasm crept from the pit of my core. I could feel the warm liquid fill my pipe. I unleashed all my juices onto her face without warning. To my surprise, she began to wipe her cum coated face and sucked her fingers dry. I guess Brent, my best friend was right. All women had an inner erotic nature that they hid away from society. She stood up and walked to the bathroom that joined the dorm room next to mine. I heard the faucet turn on as I pulled my pants back up. "I have to get to class" She said and she brought her face up to mine by raising up on her toes to give me a kiss. I could still smell my scent on her breath. She turned to leave the room and I watched her hips alternate up and down as she left. I had a few hours to kill before my shift in the student computer lab. I took that job because I needed something to occupy my time. Being with all the beautiful girls on campus who had the hots for a jock like me was entertaining for awhile. But truthfully I wanted more. I enjoyed the casual sex but that was all it was. A quick release. I hadn't been fortunate enough to find a girl that could hold my attention long enough for me to be interested in anything other than what was beneath her clothes. Maryann had come close. She was the symbol of a black goddess. She was confident, funny and intelligent. She wore her clothes too tight and kept up her appearance. She was very superficial though. Only fucked me so she could brag to her friends about how she rode my steel, black cock. I gave it to her whenever she wanted it though. She had the tightest pussy I ever had. After my injury, I finished up my classes and graduated with the rest of my class. I had an apartment off campus during my senior year and found a job not too far away. I hung out with Brent almost everyday after work and normally on the weekends. He was quite a character but I loved him for it. He always had my back and I always had his. *** I saw a woman standing all alone at the bar inside of a nightclub that Brent and I frequently visited. There was something about her that caused a rumble in my loins and I had to have her. After we danced and had a few drinks, I invited her back to my place. Brent was sweet on her but I didn't mind. Once we arrived at my apartment, we took turns with her. We seemed to naturally connect on another level. The level of arousal was through the roof. Brent worked her mouth first while I went to town her sweet smelling pussy. She had the hottest and wettest pussy I'd ever eaten. When I entered her, I discovered she had the tightest pussy I had ever fucked too. I felt her muscles tightening around my thick meat. I bounced her up and down while I was inside her. Her juices trickled down my hard shaft onto my soon to be empty balls. I stretched her hot cunt until I dumped a load inside her; a first for me. Giselle had me doing things in a matter of hours that I had never done in my whole life. She had an exotic appearance. Her eyes were a deep green with specks of brown. Her body captivated me and yearned to be covered in my kisses. I was impressed by the way she handled herself. She maintained her composure and let her desires control her every move. I liked her. I wanted her. I had to make her mine. When she came sauntering out of my bedroom the next morning in my t-shirt, a smile crept onto my face. She smiled back and kissed me. Her lips were so full and soft. She embraced me and raised herself onto the counter. "I'm making egg white omelets." I said. I continued dicing the fresh vegetables my mother always gave me from her garden. She had taught me everything there was to know about the kitchen. Knowing how to cook impressed women and I wanted to impress Giselle. "So you can cook?" She asked. Her face was angelic but I knew that there was a sex demon hidden behind that soft, innocent smile. Her nipples were piercing my t-shirt and I couldn't help wanting to feel those black pearls in my mouth again. "He sure can, better than you I bet." Brent interjected. He came stumbling out of my bedroom too. We all passed out in my bed the night before or should I say earlier that morning, after we thrashed Giselle. "Too bad you never had my cooking to make such a statement." Giselle said in her own defense. We all laughed. Giselle told us about herself. She was from the nearby town and worked at a local dry cleaning store. She lived alone and had no children. Brent and I filled her in on our daily routine. Go to work, come home, have a cold beer and kick back a few nights a week at a local bar to play pool or watch sports. Giselle said she loved sports and couldn't wait for the upcoming football season to begin. She was beginning to appear like she could be the total package. Funny, independent and incredibly sexy. She could tell I was longing for her again and winked at me. Her smile melted my tough exterior. "I have to go. Jase I will catch up with you later, bro." Brent said, "And you-" He turned to look at Giselle, "I hope to see you again real soon." Brent and Giselle exchanged numbers and she took my number as well. "Are you leaving too?" I said nervously. She shook her head no. My heart rate slowed a little. I couldn't let her leave before sliding my dick in her again. I had to feel that tight, wet pussy around my dick once more. We ate and got better acquainted. She helped me with the dishes and then we disappeared into my room. She took off my t-shirt that she was wearing and her boobs bounced out. She was so beautiful. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I yanked off my boxers and I could feel the heat emanating from her juicy cunt. I inserted a finger and her pussy contracted around it. I slipped in a second finger and she closed her eyes while biting her bottom lip. She began gyrating on my lodged fingers and I felt her juices oozing from her slit. I took my fingers out and licked both of them carefully. I lowered her over the bed and laid her back gently on the bed and put my cock at her entrance. She scooted down until my head penetrated her. I lifted my torso and slipped into her and she let out a gasp. I couldn't entirely fit and I knew I would have to stretch her tight pussy again. I pumped into her and closed my eyes and I felt her juicy snatch getting hotter. She arched her back and I placed my hand on her hip, gripping her waist. I began bucking into her like a mad man and her eyes widened again. She started moaning and put a hand on my washboard abs. I could tell I was going too fast and she needed me to stop to ease the pummeling her pussy was taking. But I couldn't stop. I wanted to quickly get as deep as I could. She screamed as I continued to rip her insides. Her pussy started contracting and her body began shaking once I finally got all of me inside of her. She fiercely came and continued to grind her hips into me, begging for my release. I looked down at her; her pillow sack tits were flopping all over and her tongue was pushing at the corners of her mouth. I think she wanted a cock in there. I started to buck uncontrollably and lost sight of who I was, where I was and what I was doing. My orgasm took over and I splashed the insides of her body with my hot, salty semen. I collapsed on top of her and felt my hard pole begin to soften inside her cum filled cunt. What has this girl done to me, I thought as I drifted off to sleep. Lust Filled Aspirations Ch. 04 Ch. 4: Giselle and Jason Giselle Of all my duties at the cleaners where I worked, inventory was the worst. Specifically, having to squeeze into the tiny, storage room located in the back of the store, with shelves full of supplies. The place was small and dank. With only a few loyal customers, as of late, the store had not seen the same income that it had at the height of its success. Meaningless papers cluttered the floor and plastic wrap that we placed newly cleaned clothes in were crumpled everywhere. I did my best to keep the front of the store tidy since that was directly in the customers view. Despite my level of detest for this job, I needed it. The cost of living here was much lower than other, more populated areas. My small salary was just enough to cover all my responsibilities and maintain my not so lavish lifestyle. The apron the Harris' required me to wear was a bit silly and uncommon for a dry cleaning store. However, it was a requirement from the boss so an apron is what I wore. Maneuvering around some boxes that I emptied from this morning's supply delivery, I heard the chimes on the front door which indicated someone had entered the front of the store. "I'll be right there" I yelled. I nearly tripped trying to make my way to the front desk. To my surprise, I saw Jason standing there. "Hey Jason" I exclaimed. That statement came out a little more high-pitched than I anticipated but I was genuinely surprised to see him. I told him and Brent where the store was but I didn't expect him to remember. I didn't expect him to show up on a slow Saturday either. We embraced. He smelled so good. He had a masculine scent but it was fresh. His clothes were neatly pressed. Better than some of the clothes I sent out of here with customers. "What are you doing here" "I came to see you" He said smoothly. That sent shockwaves through my entire body. That was unusual for me because I normally expected a guy to come up with different ways to prove that he was interested. Jason wanted to have lunch or take me to dinner later. My shift was over in about two hours so I decided on dinner. Coming into town from where he lived was quite a drive. Another reason why I never expected him to pop up. I offered him the keys to my place so he wouldn't have to make the long drive back into the city. Instead, he pulled me in for a deep kiss, taking my breath away. I am really beginning to like this guy's style, I thought. I led him with one hand, through the cluttered store, back to the main office. Mr. Harris' desk was the neatest surface in the entire store. I pushed Jason onto the top of Mr. Harris' desk. While kissing him, I unbuckled and lowered his pants to his ankles. Taking his semi-hard cock into my hand, he moaned while he lifted up his shirt. Looking up at him with lust in my eyes, I smiled. I took him into my mouth, spreading my saliva all over his shaft. I cupped and licked his balls, while squeezing and stroking his puffy-veined member. I inserted the tip into my mouth and tightened my lips around it. Making a popping sound by quickly removing and then inserting the thick head of his cock into my mouth again, I teased him. "Yes..." He said in between moans. Jason stroked my hair which I wore down today. I had natural, wavy textured curls with tips that would brighten in the sun. I took as much of him into my mouth as I possibly could. Bobbing my head up and down on his now, rock hard cock, I swallowed a few more inches each time. I felt the skin in the corners of my mouth stinging again. He tasted so good. He pushed my head down causing me to choke and gag on his cock. I could tell he loved it. His eyes were closed and he began lifting his hips up off of the desk, forcing his cock deeper into my throat. I slurped and sucked as quickly and as loudly as I could. Soon, saliva mixed with precum began to dribble out of my mouth onto the floor, I felt Jason coming in my mouth. His burning hot cum seared the interlining of my throat. Sweat was pouring from both of our faces as the air conditioning unit in Mr. Harris' office was turned off. I stood to my feet. My panties were lodged in between the lips of my wet pussy. I wanted him here and now but decided against it. A customer or even Mr. Harris could walk in at anytime. I wasn't expecting the old man today but he could come into the store unannounced. "Damn G, I'm gonna have to visit you at work more often" Jason said. I liked that he had given me a nickname. We both laughed and returned to the front of store. My shift was over before I knew it. Jason hung around the store and he even helped me lock up for the day. He followed me in his car back to my place. We decided on dinner later in the city and to avoid the long drive back, I decided to stay at his place for the night. My place was nothing special. A one bedroom, one and a half bathroom with a small living area and kitchen was little to brag about. Each wall had great big windows with views of the surrounding wooded area. I had a knack for decorating and arranged the few items of furniture I possessed to make the place feel bigger. Jason was searching through my ipod for music which I kept connected to the stereo system in my room. My mind was on that thick cock in his pants. I loved it in my mouth but in my pussy was where I wanted it at the moment. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and pulled off my pants just out of his view. I removed my bra and my boobs bounced forth. My nipples were painfully hard and longed to be sucked. After finally selecting a song, Jason looked in my direction to see me standing in just my red laced, thong panties. He nearly ran over to me and immediately lowered his mouth to my plump, left breast. Sucking my tits was a major turn on for me. Their large size attracted many pairs of hungry eyes and if I caught someone staring, I could read their facial expression that said they wanted to maul my large hangers. Jason teased my clit and my sweet nectar rained on his fingers. Fingering my slit, he delved into my tight heat. He stuck his warm tongue into my mouth and I sucked it. He sat down on the floor and I moved my pussy just above his lips. Slightly bending my knees, I sat on his face. His tongue danced on my sensitive button. Making a trail with his tongue between my pussy and my ass gave me tiny goose bumps all over my aroused body. Gyrating on his mouth, I felt my orgasm building. Moaning, I fondled my huge tits. My body craved more. Straightening my knees and turning to walk a few steps to the bathroom, I turned on the hot water. My juices seeped from my middle and ran down my inner thighs. Jason came up behind me after removing his clothes and nibbled on my neck. We stepped into the shower and Jason hungrily fingered my dripping wet snatch. He rammed his cock into my tight slit from behind and the pain soared through my body. The pleasure nearly took me over the edge but he withdrew from me as quickly as he entered. He put his tip at my entrance and kept it there. I tried backing onto it but he stepped away from me. I looked over my shoulder at him and he had a sinister smile plastered on his gorgeous face. The wide, rain-like showerhead cascaded warm water over our bodies and interfered with the pleading look I was trying to convey to him. "You want it" He asked. "Yes, PLEASE" I begged. "Please fuck me baby". The nerve of him to make me beg. I wasn't in the mood for games. I was only in the mood to get fucked hard. I guess that was his issuance of payback for my teasing of his cock earlier. I inwardly smiled. He turned me around and pressed my face against the wall. He rammed me to the hilt and I cringed from the pain. He continued to pound away at my pussy and I could barely hear Maxwell's 'Bad Habit' blaring from my room over my screams from pleasure. My body began to vibrate and shake. I felt the waves of my orgasm crashing over me, causing my knees to buckle. Luckily, Jason was holding me up with his large arm secured around my waist as he unloaded his bucket of cum on my wet, shaking to and fro ass cheeks. *** Jason Giselle was so beautiful, sitting across from me at the dinner table. We had chosen a newly opened restaurant that featured American style cuisine. We chose a table outside on the terrace. The restaurant had tables set up on terraces that overlooked the street in front of the restaurant. The tables were small so we were near each other on opposite sides of the table. She had on a lavender dress that had barely inch-thick straps. Her cleavage was visible for anyone to see and her double d cup size tits looked scrumptious as they sat up perfectly in her dress. The silky flower in her hair enhanced her striking appeal. Her honey brown skin glistened from the candlelight in the centerpiece on the table. "What are you getting" she asked. She had been browsing the menu while I gazed at her beauty. "I'm thinking the steak with potatoes and grilled asparagus" I answered. "That sounds delicious, I'll have the same". After the waitress filled our glasses with pink moscato wine that Giselle selected, she took our orders and left. We chatted a bit and enjoyed each other's company. After our glasses had been refilled, the waitress brought our meals to the table. We ate in silence with the exception of a few compliments of our meals. Just then my cell phone buzzed in my pocket. I looked at the screen and saw that my long-time buddy, Brent was calling. "Yo" I answered. Brent wanted to know what I was doing tonight. I explained I was out to dinner with Giselle and afterward we would be heading to my place. He said he would join us. Brent had a thing for Giselle but I wasn't sure if it was just sex. She enjoyed both of us, adored the pleasure we provided to her show stopping body. On the way to my place, Giselle and I continued our chat. She had dreams of leaving the small town she was from and still currently lived in and wanted a home in the city. I told her I also wanted to eventually become a homeowner. My parents owned a few different properties on the northeast side of the city. Currently occupied by tenants, one day those properties would belong to me. I had no idea what I'd do with them but had to include them in my future plans. We arrived at my apartment and headed inside. "Heyyyyy" Brent said. He had a key to my apartment since the day I signed the lease. He would often let himself in if I wasn't home and being that I trusted him with my life, I surely didn't mind. Giselle and Brent embraced and gave each other a peck on the lips. Brent slid his hand under Giselle's dress and I'm sure he was getting a feel of her beautiful, shapely ass. He lifted the hem of her dress, exposing her luscious ass and gave her ass a hard smack. She winced in pain but had a smile on her face. Brent had his own way of greeting the ladies. "I say we make some drinks and get in the hot tub" Brent suggested. "Sounds like a plan" I agreed. "Come undress me" Brent said to Giselle. Brent enjoyed dominating the women he dated. Well, Brent never really "dated" anyone. He'd use women for his satisfaction and once he tired of them, he sent them on their way or just ignored them until they got the hint. "I'll get the tub filled" I said as I walked into my bedroom. I had an on-suite bathroom with a glass enclosed shower complete with double vanity sinks and a jetted tub. I turned the knobs on the faucet and water began pouring out. I sprinkled some bubble bath that I kept specifically for my jetted tub. The marble that outlined the tub sparkled. I lit three candles and placed them on the edge of the tub. I dipped my hand into the water to check the temperature. The water felt hot enough and I unbuttoned my shirt. I took off my shoes and socks and laid my slacks along the foot of my bed as I exited the room. I walked into the living room to find Giselle, her legs bent into a squat position and Brent fucking her mouth. He had a hand full of her and was thrusting into her mouth. She made gurgling noises and moaned. I knew she received pleasure from having a man fucking her mouth. I saw her fingers jamming into her pussy as her tongue swirled around Brent's cock. Her cheeks contracting with each stroke around him. I felt myself getting hard and it showed through my boxer briefs. My dick was pointing straight up and I wanted in on the action. I stepped up behind her and pulled her dress over her head. She didn't have a bra on so her massive tits were now bare. She turned so that she could get to both of our cocks. Alternating between us like she had done that night we met at the club, she took her time swallowing both of us. She went back to Brent and he held the sides of her face. Thrusting his hips into her mouth, he pumped in and out until he finally came. Giselle continued sucking him until none of his cum was left. She came to me and I lifted her chin. She opened her mouth wide and I shoved my cock almost all the way into her mouth. She had learned to accommodate my large size in her tiny, compared to my big dick, mouth. I pumped her face similar to the way Brent did but gave her a chance to take in some oxygen in between strokes. I came hard. My entire body shaking uncontrollably, my toes crinkled and curled. She licked and sucked me until there was no cum left. She had small strands of cum hanging from her chin that dropped down on her big tits. She rubbed it into her skin and over her nipples. God she was so sexy. I removed her panties and we walked through my bedroom to the tub. Brent was already emerged in the water. He stood up to help Giselle in. I wasn't expecting him to do that. I told you, the man didn't have a chivalrous bone in his body. I went back for our drinks and then lowered myself into the water. I put music on with the remote to the stereo in my room. Giselle was in between us and put each of her legs on top of Brent and I's leg that was closest to her. She laid her head back on the built in neck pillows at the edge of the surface of the water and closed her eyes. I began gripping her thighs and groping her tits. Brent did the same and took one in his mouth. Gasping, Giselle rolled her head back in pure ecstasy. Brent inserted two fingers in her pussy beneath the water and she moaned. He sped up his pace and her body began to vibrate. Causing the water to splash, her body shook wildly. I pressed and twirled her hot button between my thumb and index finger. She came almost immediately and a smile of satisfaction crept onto her face. She raised her arms, covered in suds and snapped her fingers. Apparently, she liked "Love" by Musiq Soulchild. She began to rotate her shoulders and sing aloud. Her buzz was clearly visible, her eyes were red and slanted. "Woooo" She said laying back. Sweat began to pour from her face. Yeah, she was officially impaired. Enjoying herself, she sang aloud to the next few songs while Brent and I talked about a mutual friend's upcoming party. "It's tomorrow night" Brent said. "I'm going" Giselle interjected, her eyes closed. "You two go, I have to go see mama" I admitted reluctantly. Exiting the tub not long after, Giselle immediately collapsed on my bed. Walking near the edge of the bed, I gripped her ass. Her skin felt so warm and soft. "Giselle, I'll come get your ass tomorrow" Brent yelled from the living room. No reply. She was in the unconscious state of beauty rest. Lust Filled Aspirations Ch. 05 Ch. 5: Brent and Giselle Brent "Honk! Honk!" I pressed on the horn of my midnight blue, 4-door, 2006 Ford F-150. Giselle should know better. I wasn't about to walk to Jase's apartment to get her. She better get her sexy ass down here and quick. Just then, she appeared. Her hips swaying as she pranced to the car, her gigantic breasts were flopping in a frenzy in her top. Her shirt stopped midway down her stomach, displaying her bejeweled naval. The white shorts she had on hugged her curvaceous hips. Delicious, I thought. She hopped into my truck with her overnight bag and leaned over, about halfway to me, for a kiss. Her pouty lips caused a jump in my pants. I kissed her and put my truck into gear and started on our way to the party. Giselle scooted to the middle of the bench seat in the cab of my truck and laid her head on my shoulder. She was affectionate like that I see. I rested my arm along the top of the bench. We made small talk. Well, she talked and I halfway listened. Her voice came in and out between my thoughts, something about not wanting to live so far away and the cowgirl boots she had on were a gift from someone. I liked Giselle, I really did. But, she had to understand, I wasn't the touchy feely type. I wasn't interested in how your day went. I didn't care if you were glad, sad or frustrated. I just didn't care, period. She said something that caught my attention, "Can I suck your cock?" She answered. "W-what?" I stammered. "That got your attention. You were completely tuning me out." "Calm down baby, I was just thinking about how hot you look" I scrambled for an excuse. Wait, why was I searching for justification about why I hadn't been listening? Normally, I'd just come back with a witty reply. But this time, I actually looked for an explanation. "Oh my gosh, such a pathetic save" She giggled. Even I had to laugh at that. Her eyes lit up when she smiled. She truly was beautiful. This girl was getting to me. The party was mediocre. Of course, Giselle was the most attractive girl there. All eyes were on her. We danced, had more than enough drinks and made out occasionally. Giselle was chatting it up with some blonde bimbo. The blonde had a nice pair of tits on her. Probably fake, I reasoned. Giselle's eyes darted from the blonde's tits to her eyes. "And who might you be?" I asked slurring my words. "This is Megan", Giselle said introducing us, "Megan this is my, uh, friend, Brent." I'm not sure why or where it came from but the fact that she called me a "friend" offended me. Technically, we really were nothing more than friends. But, to hear it out loud, for this Megan to hear, touched something inside me. "I'm ready to go" I said, partly angry. "Uh, okay" Giselle said hesitantly. I marched straight to the door. Once I got to my truck, I saw Giselle about 10 paces behind me, making fuck me eyes at some guy passing by her on her way to my truck. She stayed true to being a slut at every moment it seemed. I got into the driver side and turned the key in the ignition. By the time I had it in gear, she was just opening her door and climbing in the passenger side. I had to give Giselle a lesson tonight. As "friends" we should be able to learn from each other. Giselle We arrived at Brent's apartment. It really was around the corner from Jason's. I was beginning to understand the brotherhood of their friendship now. Brent was nearly silent the entire ride to his place. Was it something I did, I thought. He parked and hopped out the truck. I followed quickly with my belongings. "Can you slow down" I said to him. He turned to face me and smirked. He put his arm around my waist and pushed me ahead. I had to double my footsteps to keep up. Something was definitely up. I walked into Brent's apartment. Its layout was similar to Jason's. Spacious and neatly furnished. He went into the kitchen, grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and removed his shirt. "Take your clothes off" He said after swallowing a hefty gulp of his beer. We were both tipsy and buzzed from the alcohol we consumed at the party, yet he continued to drink more. He walked from behind the half-wall of cabinetry dividing the living area and the kitchen. His eyes red; his gaze intimidating. I hesitated but eventually complied. This had to be leading to some great sex. "Sit on the floor and spread your legs." I did as I was told. My pussy was already oozing. "Rub your tits." He said as he came and sat in a chair directly facing me. Groping my breasts, looking down at them and then up at Brent, I moaned. My nipples were swollen. "Play with that tight ass pussy, stick your fingers inside and I want to here it gushing." I lowered my right hand to my pussy, spread my lips with two fingers and rubbed my clit with another. Spreading my legs wider and laying flat on my back, I glided two fingers in between my swollen, soaked lips and inserted them into my scorching cunt one by one. I started to gyrate on my fingers and grope my tits again. I brought my fingers up to my face while resting on one elbow and slowly licked each finger clean. "Hey, I said play with your pussy! That's it!" Brent yelled, startling me. I thought he was enjoying himself. I inserted my fingers back into my pussy and laid back. I worked my slit until I was panting and inching toward orgasm. "Stop" he said calmly. I sat up as he walked over to me and opened his zipper. To my surprise, his cock was still soft. I assumed my position on my knees. Brent loved to grab my hair and force his cock down my throat. But this time, he allowed me to stroke and lick him until his dick came to life. I licked his shaft and sucked his cock slowly. He never grabbed my hair. He never forced his way deep into the depths of my throat. He just stood there as I fucked my own face with his delicious cock. "Sit on your ass" he instructed. I sat down; he kneeled to the floor and grabbed the backside of my thighs. He pushed my legs up and I kept my knees bent as he pushed my knees as far back as I could stand. He entered me to the hilt and I screamed in pain. The pleasure completely overwhelmed my body. Brent slammed into my pussy for more than an hour. I had come at least four times, coating his slick cock with my frothy sweetness and was near exhaustion. My pussy ached from the beating he gave it. He reeked of alcohol. He didn't make a sound except for when I yelled out my orgasm and would mutter "yeah, look at you" or "that's my fucking pussy". Brent was well, a savage. "Turn on your stomach." I laid flat on my stomach and he spread my legs open. My pussy felt like someone poured gasoline on it and set it on fire. Fire consumed my wrecked canal. He buried three fingers in my used cunt and lathered up my juices. He took one finger and worked my ass. I knew it was a matter of time before he went there. From what he told me, he had a knack for destroying ass with his enormous cock. But, I wasn't sure if I was ready to have my ass destroyed but before I knew it, I felt the tip of Brent's swollen cock penetrating me. The pain from the stretching of my ass hurt like hell. It had been awhile since I had cock in my voluptuous ass. Soon, Brent was pumping wildly in my ass. Panting and sweating, my heart pound in my chest. I screamed from the pain but basked in the pleasure. I needed to rub my clit to force my building orgasm over the edge. Brent kept squeezing my bouncing ass cheeks and ramming in and out of my stretching hole. He then grabbed my wrists and held them behind my back. I definitely couldn't get to my clit now but I didn't need to. My orgasm came so fiercely that my mind went numb. I felt my ass fill with Brent's load and he grunted loudly. "Like I said before" Brent said in between pants, his chest heaving, "You're mine!" Lust Filled Aspirations Ch. 06 Ch. 6: Brent It was hot today. There were no clouds in sight, no passing cool breeze and the sun seemed to shine abnormally bright. I closed my vertical blinds. I hated hot, muggy days. The blinding, bright light made me want to hide in the darkest corner I could find. I had just arrived back to my spot after taking Giselle home. Internally, I felt bad for what I'd done to her. Actually, I felt bad for what I'd done to her body. Last night, I fucked her like an angry marine hunting and then finding his prey. There was no escape for her and only gratification for me. She liked it though. I know she liked it. Giselle liked to be dominated and told what to do. Jase might let her run their show, but with me, I was in complete charge. Just then I noticed a wrinkled, small cloth on the floor, near the wall. Giselle's panties, I thought as I retrieved them from the floor. I inhaled her intoxicating scent. I wanted her instantly. I felt strange. I felt unlike myself. Uneasy and dependent. Dependent on Giselle. I needed her body. I wanted her warmth. These floods of emotions were unfamiliar to me. I never felt this way about a woman. Never. I was unknowingly pacing the floor. My mind needed an explanation for this unknown territory my heart was in. How was she different? Why did she matter to me? I needed to get out. I grabbed my keys and marched toward my front door. Snatching my keys from the counter, my cell phone buzzed in my pocket. I saw a text message from her, "Brent, I don't know what I did to deserve that incredible pounding last night but I can't wait to see you again." I knew she liked it. I replied, "When is your next day off?" I sat on the couch and awaited her reply. I soon received it, "Not for a couple of days but you are welcomed to come see me whenever you have time." I inwardly smiled. Why are you happy about this, I asked myself. I was completely torn over this woman. I played devil's advocate, attempting to reason with these unfamiliar emotions. Sitting in silence, my mind continued to race. I had to get out of here, quick. Climbing into my truck, the music from the radio already blaring, I sped out of the parking lot. The rubber from my tires screeching along the pavement as I made my way down the street. My head felt a little clearer already. How did I get here, I thought. Who is this person I've become. Then, I thought maybe I am looking too far into this. Giselle wanted dick, she made that clear. But what else did she want from me? I turned the corner near the park that Jase and I sometimes played basketball at. I pulled into my usual parking spot that was near the end of the basketball court and shut my truck off. I always kept a basketball or football with me. I retrieved it from the bed of my truck and headed to the court. I pulled out my phone and sent Jase a text message, "Let's hoop. I'm at the park." I pressed send and dribbled over to the basketball hoop. The court had a few kids at the other end tossing a ball around to each other. One would randomly shoot it into the basket and then continue to dribble and pass it to the next person. A few people were walking on the half-mile trail that went around the edge of the park. Living this close to a public park was essential for me. I preferred the outdoors other than anywhere else. Something about the natural elements made me feel at ease and peace. Before long, Jase pulled up. He walked over to me and I threw the ball to him. He threw it back to me and I pulled up from one foot aiming the ball at the basket but not releasing it. Jase jumped in an attempt to keep block the ball. I anticipated that and smiled. "Man, let's play!" he said, pulling his shirt off and tossing it to the far right side of the court. I ran toward him, did a spin around him to the left and hit the ball off the backboard. Swish! That was my signature move. After about an hour of competing with each other, Jase and I walked over to the bench near the parking lot and I sat down. We were both drenched in sweat and I was in dire need of a drink. Jase went to his car and grabbed two Gatorade bottles. I could barely open it fast enough and finished nearly half of its contents in one gulp. "Woooooo!" I said, trying to catch my breath. "Slow down buddy." Jase said. "Man, I needed this today." "Why? What's up?" he asked. I swear he had a seventh sense. His sixth sense was one that we shared; the ability to attract gorgeous girls. But he had a seventh sense for knowing when I was going through something difficult. "It's Giselle, man." I admitted. After another swig of his drink, he said, "What about her?" "She's driving me crazy and I don't know why". He looked at me with shock all over his face. I anticipated the look on his face too. "Say it ain't so!" He exclaimed. An embarrassing smile on his face, "She got you open?" "Not exactly, but man I'm just trying to figure out what her deal is." "What do you mean?" he had a confused look on his face. Now I was really beginning to think it was just me. "Dude, I know she is dick crazy but like why us?" "Why not?" Jase said coolly. He was right. Why not us? We knew how to get women to do whatever we wanted them to do. But this was different; we were doing everything she wanted. At least, I was. "Yeah, you're right, bro. I don't know, she's just different I guess." "That she is. I mean, I can't lie, I'm feeling her and wanting whatever she has to offer but girls like Giselle don't want anything serious, they just want to have fun." Now that was the truth. Giselle never made me think she wanted anything serious. Yeah, you are looking too far into this, my conscious confirmed. We went back onto the court until the lights came on and then we parted ways. As soon as I got back to my place, I got into the shower. Later on, I enjoyed a few cold beers, caught up on some of my favorite television shows, ate and went to bed. Giselle never crossed my mind again. Lust Filled Aspirations Ch. 07 Ch. 7: Jason Jason Finally, it's Friday. The week came and went without much excitement. I hooped with Brent one day and that was about it. Giselle and I sent each other dirty messages almost everyday and I couldn't wait to see her tonight. I invited her over to watch sports and planned on grilling some food for us. I turned off the lights in my office, closed and locked the door. Making my exit to my car, I waived to the garage attendant, Carl and jumped into my 2009 Honda Accord. Selecting a song from my ipod, I blared the music and cruised out of the garage. The music from my car echoed in the garage and set off a few car alarms. I loved doing that. After stopping by the grocery store on my way home, I filled my gas tank and drove home. I kept my place clean. Momma taught me that. She made sure that she raised an independent son as she called it. I put the groceries on the counter and headed to my bedroom to change into something more comfortable. The conversation Brent and I had the other day at the park, repeated in my head. I couldn't get Giselle off of my mind either. However, I reminded myself that we were all just having fun. I couldn't see myself getting serious about a girl who regularly fucked me and my best friend. The reminders were constant. The longing in my groin was also constant. She had the kind of pussy that resonated with you. Her scent would invade my nostrils at any given moment. Her eyes, her smile, her hair. Wait, I stopped myself. I sound like Brent. Well that's an unfair judgment. I don't think he was having those exact thoughts. I think he was just really confused because he had never experienced this type of relationship. I hadn't either. He was right, she is just different. I prepped the meat. I brought chicken breasts and planned to grill them along with corn on the cob. I whipped up a fresh tomato salsa and placed it into a glass bowl and put it in the refrigerator to chill. Giselle was bringing the chips, homemade mashed potatoes and some alcoholic beverages. Before I knew it, there was a knock on the door. It was her. I opened the door to find her standing there with the biggest smile on her face. She practically jumped into my arms and covered my face with kisses. There's that scent. I closed my eyes and inhaled. I put her down, grabbed the groceries in her reusable shopping bags that she had set on the floor and closed the door. I put everything in the kitchen as she disappeared into the room with her bag. It looked a lot bigger than it normally did. When she came out of the room I said, "Damn, are you moving in?" I asked jokingly. "Something like that" she said smiling as she joined me in the kitchen and helped me take everything out of its bag. She put the mashed potatoes on the stove and opened the chips. She searched the cabinets for a large bowl and filled it with chips. She opted to bring bottles of Bud Light and a bottle of wine. We talked about any and everything. She was so easy to talk to. I knew I could tell her anything without any judgments. She had a smirk on her face as she listened to me and I knew why. She could clearly see my manhood at full attention. "That's your fault" I said. "My fault?" she said laughing, "How is that my fault?" "Because you are so beautiful" She walked over to me and gave me a sweet kiss, making me stiffer. I wanted to give her the dick right then and there but decided to wait. We had all weekend together. After chatting about a range of topics, we came inside and Giselle plopped down on the couch. She snacked on the chips and dip that were on the coffee table between the couch and my 60-inch, ultrathin HDTV. "Where is Brent tonight?" she asked. She dipped a chip into the salsa and took a bite while turning to face me. "I'm not sure, I told him you were coming up this weekend, but I don't think he ever texted me back" I took a swig of my beer. "He's avoiding me I think" she said walking over to the breakfast bar and climbing up on one of the stools. "Really?" I didn't expect that. "I could be wrong, but I haven't talked to him all week except for one day" "He gets like that sometimes, especially with women" I testified for him. "I just thought that we were friends, but I guess not" she actually said that with disappointment. "I'll talk to him." I comforted her. *** We switched between preseason football and sports news after we ate. The chicken was delicious. I loved to grill and mastered it along the way. Giselle was crouched into my arm that cradled her. She had one leg resting across my lap and when she reached for her glass of wine on the table, her leg would move up slightly, causing me to stir. I couldn't wait any longer. As soon as she put her glass back on the table, I fondled her big tits. They looked perfect in the tight, white t-shirt she had on. She lifted her shirt up, over her head and unclasped her bra behind her. Her gigantic boobs bounced out and my mouth watered. I needed to have her quickly. I was aching for a quick release. I stood up and removed my knee-length shorts and then my boxers. I turned towards her, lifting up my shirt, exposing my rock, hard cock. She scooted to the edge of the couch and held her hair in a ponytail. I took her hair into my hand as she took me into her mouth. The fact that she was addicted to sucking cock didn't help the repression of feelings I had for her. Including her flaws, Giselle was perfect. I just didn't know if she was the perfect friend or the perfect woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. That wasn't important now. My only focus was stretching her mouth and reaching the back of her tight throat. She immediately began choking and gagging as I wedged inch by inch into her mouth. I looked down to see she had nearly taken all of me. That sight took me over the edge. I unloaded more cum than even she could handle and she spit some of it out and it oozed onto her big tits. She licked her lips and licked and sucked my semi-stiff cock. Slurping, she licked me clean. She licked each of her fingers carefully. I couldn't see her fingers buried in her hot snatch because of the swinging of her big boobs as I fucked her angelic face. She lies back and puts her feet up on the edge of the couch. I got down on my knees and pulled her towards me, causing her to end up on her neck. Her boobs slapping against her face. I spread her legs as far as they could go and began working on her already dripping cunt. I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue first and then sucked it. I knew that drove her crazy. I slid my tongue in between her swollen, soft lips. I kissed and slid my tongue over her lips as I squeezed them together with my fingers. I pushed three fingers in her slit but she was still so tight. She was always tight. Despite how much she craved cock, her pussy always returned to the tightness that could make you think she was still pure and untouched. But anyone who knew Giselle, knew better than that. Lust reeked from her body. I worked her slit to orgasm and sucked up her sweet, scolding juices. There was her scent again. I pushed my face into her pussy, trying to take in as much of her intoxicating aroma as possible. Holding out my hands to her, I pulled her up from the couch and walked through my bedroom to the bathroom, into the shower. I took her there first. Vaginally from behind with the water raining down on us. Next, out of the shower and back into the room, I took her from behind again with her hands flat on the edge of the bed. Her ass jiggled as I slammed into her hot tightness. Later, I sat on the bed and slid into her pussy while she put her tits into my mouth as she raised herself up and down on my cock. I smacked her ass in the same spot and she cried out. With each slap, she sped up her body. Coming all the way up to my tip and then forcing my cock to the hilt. She was incredible. After she creamed all over my cock I moved her to the side of me. She was on all fours, waiting as I stood up behind her. I chuckled inwardly because she assumed the position without being told to. She was panting as I prepared to take her ass next. Inserting all three fingers much easier this time, I used her wetness for lube. I eased one finger in and out of her ass, repeatedly and then placed my head at its entrance. I slowly entered her and she moaned. Her body stretched a little more with each entry. Soon, I picked up the pace until I unleashed an assault on her shapely, round butt. She turned to face me, her face riddled with ecstasy. She had the sexiest smile on her face. She was enjoying this. Her moans got louder as I repeatedly slammed into her now stretched ass. "I'm coming!" she announced. I was too. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my lungs had no more air in them. Some of my cum bubbled out of her ass onto the bed. I collapsed on to top of her, my softening cock still lying inside her. I saw a bright light coming from the window. I'll be damned; we had fucked, all night, until the sun came up.