11 comments/ 76814 views/ 21 favorites If Only They Knew By: Luvbug40 Carol and I have known each other for a number of years now. Our husbands grew up together and have been best friends as long as they can remember. When I started to date Peter, Dwayne was already going out with Carol. Due to their friendship we were forced together and became great friends ourselves. Carol and I even were in each others bridal parties. I would now consider her to be my best friend. Carol has a great body. She is a fitness trainer so is always working out. Thin body, pert B cup breasts, short cut brown hair. Everything on her is lean, she even moves like a powerful cat, slinking along with no effort at all. I on the other hand could stand to lose 10 pounds. Sitting on a chair at the bank all day does not lend itself to a fit lifestyle and I don't get out to the gym that often, even though Carol invites me. To be honest it is just too much like work to exercise. I describe myself as curvy, with nice C cup breasts, full lips, brown eyes and long brown hair. Besides Peter likes me that way, he complains that Carol is too thin for his tastes and likes a little meat on his girls. This past Thanksgiving Day the four of us had nowhere we had to go. My parents live a thousand miles away, Peters have passed on. Dwayne's parents were going to his brother's place 3 hours away and they had gone to Carol's parents place the night before for dinner. Carol suggested that we get together and spend the day at their place. We showed up early and us girls got busy preparing the evenings meal. The boys sat in the living room watching football and having a beer. Dinner was nice and after, we girls kicked the boys off the TV. They went over and started playing Madden Football on the X-Box instead, as if they had not had enough football for the day. I popped my favorite movie, The Princess Bride, into the DVD player and sat down on the couch. Carol sat beside me wrapped in a big fussy blanket that she offered to share. After a little while she adjusted a little and asked if she could lie down. I said sure and offered my lap for her head. We re-adjusted the blanket and settled in. My left hand naturally rested on her waist, her top had ridden up a little and my hand was on her bare skin just above her pants. I could not resist and slowly dragged my nails across her bare middle, as she squirmed underneath me from the tickling. I rubbed the palm of my hand over the area I had just tickled to ease the feeling. I couple of minutes later I again ran my nails over her stomach, giggling as she shuddered under me. I could feel the goose bumps rising up on her skin. She chastised me as I again ran my flat hand over the tickled area to ease her suffering. The imp in me would not let it rest and it was only a few minutes later when I tickled her for a third time. She groaned "Brenda, your killing me. Do you know how ticklish I am?" I just smiled as I giggled and rubbed the area down. Carol said, "Now that feels nice, you can just keep that up." I did just that, running the flat of my hand over her stomach and up her sides gently caressing her smooth skin. I continued for about 5 minutes covering from the top of her pants to the bottom of her bra. She made a contented sigh and commented again how good it felt. I glanced over at the boys; they were still deeply involved in their man to man gridiron struggle, paying no attention to us. Carol said she would be right back; she needed to go to the washroom. She slid out from under the blanket and headed up the stairs, turning her head back to flash me a smile. I watched the movie till Carol returned. When she did she immediately slipped back into her laying position with her head on my lap. She took hold of my hand and placed it back onto her bare tummy. I resumed my rubbing as she cooed her contentment. A minute or two later as I rubbed higher I made a discovery. Carol had removed her bra when she had gone upstairs. My hand brushed the bottom of her naked breasts. When I started to move down again Carol said. "It feels great, don't stop there." I looked down; she was staring up at me, our eyes locked. I don't know if it was pleading or lust I saw in them but I knew what she wanted. I moved my hand up, gliding over her breasts, her nipples hardened at my touch. Carols eyes closed and she gave a small moan of pleasure. I continued to caress her breasts under cover of the blanket. The boys off in their own world had no idea what was going on just 10 feet away. I rolled her nipples between my fingers, and then pulled at then. I did everything to them that I enjoy doing to my own breasts when masturbating. Carol just laid there lost in the feeling, small sighs coming from her. What surprised me was the effect it was having on me. I could feel my own nipples growing taunt and my pussy grow wet. I had only been with a girl once before, in high school. I had gone to her house after school and she had talked me in to kissing and some light petting. While I had enjoyed it I had never repeated it. This was something different though. We were two grown women and seeing the effect I was having on her was turning me on. I was getting off on giving her pleasure. I felt her arms moving for a few seconds, and then she reached up and took my hand. She guided it down to where she had undone her pants. She pushed my hand into the opening. I slid my hand down, feeling the beginning of stubble above her pussy. I continued, reaching her very wet opening. Dipping my finger in, I moistened it and slid it back up to her clit. She jumped like an electric shock and gone through her and then started grinding her pussy onto my hand. I heard a holler from the boys and looked up in shock thinking were had been discovered but they were still deeply involved in their game, someone had just scored. As the boys played and got off on their game, Carol got off on my fingers. The next weekend we all went out to diner and a movie. In the theater the boys sat next to each other so they could talk, Carol was next, then me on the outside. Part way through the movie Carol complained of being cold and grabbed her coat throwing over both our laps. A minute later I felt her hand creep onto my knee, under my skirt and up my thigh. She rubbed my leg for a minute, it was turning me on. I adjusted myself, spreading my legs farther giving her the access for the touch I needed. She did not disappoint and it was all I could do not to scream out loud as she made me cum right in the theater. I was really getting off on our play right under the boys' noses. It they only knew what their dutiful wives were doing while sitting right next to them. It was the beginning of December now and the next Saturday we all went Christmas shopping. After a day of pushing our way through the malls we went to a Boston Pizza for a bite to eat and a drink. As we sat enjoying each others company Carol was very touchy feely towards me, rubbing my leg, touching my hand. I was concerned that the boys might notice but they were oblivious to her administrations. I had to go to the washroom and Carol said she would join me. In the restroom there was one other lady who was just washing up and leaving. As soon as she was out the door Carol grabbed me, forcing me against the wall. Bringing her lips to mine we shared our first kiss. It was soft and delicious with a passion that I had not experienced for a long time. Our tongues intertwined as we expressed our desires. As we broke our kiss Carol looked into my eyes, I could see lust in hers. She maneuvered me into a stall, sitting me down on the closed toilet seat. Reaching up under my skirt she grabbed the edge of my panties, I lifted my butt to allow her to slip them off. She bunched up my skirt, spread my thighs and said, "I have wanted to taste you for so long." She then dove right in, sucking, licking, and teasing my pussy. Oh God it felt so good. I was almost at orgasm when I heard the door to the restroom open. Even though I was on the edge I pushed her head away. Breathing heavy I raised my finger to my lips indicating for her to be quiet. The lady took the stall next to ours. Carol proceeded to drive me insane, teasing my pussy with her finger as the woman beside us peed. As soon as she was done and gone Carol lowered her face back to my waiting clit. It only took a couple of laps of her tongue before I exploded. We rearranged ourselves and headed back out to the boys. They did not even seem to realize how long we had been gone as they were watching hockey on one of the TV's mounted in the restaurant. We paid the bill and just before were getting up to go Dwayne said to Carol, "You have a little something on your chin." With a smile, Carol grabbed a napkin and rubbed away some of my pussy juice she had missed. To this day we continue to find ways to sneak behind the boys' backs, taking any feels, licks and kisses we can get away with. I don't think the boys have any clue what we are up to but the excitement of maybe being caught adds extra spice to our games. If Only They Knew I am a secretive person. I have done things that would shock people. A lot of people overuse the word "shock". I assure you, I am not one of those people. My husband's sister is a pretty girl. She works really hard on her personal appearance. She had recently turned 18 and was spending a lot of time at our house. She wanted to stay at our house because she wasn't old enough to drink yet and we let her drink at our house. One night she came over to drink and hang out. She was planning on staying the night in our guest bedroom and getting drunk. I started getting her drunk early in the night. Both she and my husband were becoming highly intoxicated and I let them believe I was intoxicated too. Toward the end of the night I crushed up a sedative and put it in her drink. I knew that would do the trick. Soon she passed out. My husband was well on his way to passing out so I helped him along. When he finally passed out I went to see how Lizzie was doing. She was out cold. I stripped her naked and took my time eating her tight little pussy so she would be good and wet. She never moved. After I was through getting her ready in the dark bedroom I went to see about my husband. He was passed out on the couch. I turned off all the lights and stripped him naked as I licked and teased his cock into full erection. He was moaning and thrusting in arousal. He was ready. I slowly pulled him into the darkened room where Lizzie was lying naked on the king sized bed. I led him to the bed. Now I was right between the brother and sister, neither of them aware that the other was there. With each hand I stroked one sibling, coaxing them both into arousal. Lizzie's tight cunt was slick and ready, although I strongly suspected she was a virgin. Anton was hard in obvious need of release. Gradually I eased the siblings closer to each other until they were touching each other. Unaware, they reached out to touch each other in response to my efforts. Slowly they each took over the tasks of my fingers and I was ale to ease away from the couple. I lit a candle to watch the show, Anton was urgently stroking Lizzie's writhing pussy with a raging hard-on. Lizzie was clearly enjoying the sensations Anton was awakening in her but was in a deep dream-like state. Blissfully unaware, she rubbed Anton's hard-on. Both of their sets of eyes were closed tight. I watched as Anton slowly positioned himself for entry. It came as no surprise to me that he could do this mostly asleep and definitely incoherently. Lizzie innocently urged him on with her hip movements. I knew it was about to happen. My pussy was slicker than it had ever been! I watched as Anton rammed himself deep into Lizzie's virgin pussy. I watched Ecstasy break across his face as he entered her tight, unused wet slit. I watched pain and surprise wash over her face. She squirmed to get away. It only spurred him on. Her squirming just after he entered her tight haven caused a rush of pleasure to course through him. He started pounding her. I watched in excitement as he plunged into her little vagina. As he impaled her on his big cock over and over, he grabbed at her breasts and stroked her legs and stomach. I watched her reaction too. At first, her initial look of shock and pain seemed to be enough to pull her out of her drunk, drugged state. Then as he continued to stroke her long and deep she seemed to succumb to the feelings building inside her. She slowly came alive until she was meeting him thrust for thrust and riding him all the way down. He then seemed to lose control. His face looked determined, purposeful, and strained with suppressed orgasm. He fucked his sister hard and deep in wild abandon. The woman he believed to be his wife was so tight around his large rod and she was riding him with all her might and he was about to shoot the biggest load of his life! Lizzie's face began to get earnest and I knew that she was about to cum. I saw also that Anton's face had the same look. They fucked fast and hard. Anton was holding tight to Lizzie's hips as he slammed into her. Then Lizzie came. She cried out and bucked wildly on Anton. As she bucked wildly, she was clenching Anton's ready cock over and over and milking him until he lost it. He grabbed tight to her hips and plowed deep into her as he released stream after stream of hot cum into her. He groaned loudly. They both collapsed right after they came. He was still inside her, his penis still semi erect. I knew they were tire and they settled blissfully into satisfied deep sleep. Once they were settled I repositioned them. I got my husband settled on his back and I positioned her straddling her brother. I pressed their genitals together and left them to sleep. I left the camera on. For a little over seven hours the house was quiet. I checked on the sleeping siblings several times throughout the night and they never moved. The next morning I saw them beginning to move around a little. I looked to make sure they were still positioned the same way I had left them. I gently and quietly stroked Anton's balls until I knew he had entered that part of waking up where he was only aware of sensations. When I saw him begin to move and rub against his sister's vagina I quietly left the room. I went to take my place on the couch as a supposedly passed out unknowing party. I laid there for about twenty minutes when I heard a surprised shriek. I heard excited voices but I couldn't make out what they were saying. Their voices lowered and calmed as I lay there pretending to be asleep. Then I heard the bedroom door open and Lizzie went into the bathroom and started the shower. I got up and went to the bedroom to see what Anton was doing. He was sitting on the bed, his hands over his eyes. I quietly watched through the small crack in the door as he got up and went to our bathroom and started the shower. Quickly I went and disabled the camera and hid it away. Then I went to make some coffee. The siblings stayed in the shower for almost an hour. When Lizzie was all done she emerged from the bathroom a little flushed and shaken. "Hi Lizzie! Good morning! Boy, some night, huh?" I said. She looked at me like a deer in headlights. "What's wrong?" I feigned innocence. "N...nothing," She said. "Listen, I really gotta go." "Oh, no!! I just made coffee! Please sit down and have some. You must be hung over after last night. You were really wild!" I said. "I was? I can't remember anything. Nothing at all. Really not anything." She seemed a little defensive. "Oh well. You two were both crazy!" I said with a little laugh. "We were? What were we doing?" She was trying not to appear extremely interested. "You were both taking shots and dancing around a lot. You even tried to do a strip tease for us!" I laughed. "You got as far as just your underwear and a shirt before I got you to stop. Then Anton started bench pressing you to show you how buff he is and then you started rubbing his muscles and saying how you love muscles. You two were crazy!" Lizzie had a horrified expression on her face. She seemed to be drawing a conclusion that she didn't like. "I really gotta go!" She just about ran for the door. "Wait!" I said loudly. "You have to stay and say good-bye to Anton. Why are you in such a hurry? Yesterday you said you didn't have anything to do today. I thought we were going shopping." "No! I forgot I have an appointment! I have to go!" She looked panicked. "You are acting strange, Lizzie!" I said. "Is everything all right?" "Every thing is fine. I just have to go." She said. "Well, you at least have to stay and cut Anton's hair. You said you would if we bought all the liquor, remember? He really needs a haircut and you said you would do it." I reminded her. "Oh...yeah...okay." "Here, have a cup of coffee. I'll go get Anton so you can make your appointment." I said handing her a cup. As I walked away I cast a backward glance at her. She was terrified. I walked into the bedroom as Anton was just combing his hair. "Don't put any gel or anything in your hair. Remember Lizzie is going to cut it." I said as I entered the bathroom. "Oh, yeah. She's still here?" He seemed surprised. "Yeah, she tried to leave but I reminded her that she needs to cut your hair." I said. "Okay. I'm coming." He said. Strangely, he almost seemed excited. He certainly seemed at ease. When we got back out to the kitchen, Lizzie already had her stuff set up. I watched her discomfort. She wouldn't look either of us in the eye. "Please, sit." She motioned to the chair. Anton sat. She acted quickly. Spraying his hair and cutting and snipping and all the while she managed to keep her distance from him. "All done." She said, relieved. "No, wait." I said. "His sideburns are uneven. He hates that." "Oh," she looked hard at his face. "yeah, you're right." Quickly she evened them out. "They're still not even," I said. "Here, get closer. You're not getting the right angle. Here, I'll help." I gently guided her arm to the correct position and bent her arm. Her cheeks flamed in embarrassment. Her breasts were just about in his face and she was leaned close to him. She placed the clippers against his cheek and evened the sideburns...and she seemed to enjoy doing it. When she was all done she bolted for the door. I wanted Anton to leave so I could watch the tape. I wanted to see what happened this morning. I spent an hour or so trying to look him in the eye. I wanted him to be uncomfortable. Finally he left with the excuse that he needed to get more deodorant and a few other things. I ran quickly back to the bedroom and put the tape in the DVD player. I set the player to this morning just after I rubbed Anton's balls awake. I saw myself quietly leave the room. Anton was stroking his sister's vagina slowly and sensually with his hardening cock. In her dreams she responded to a guy at school that she likes. In reality, she responded to the sensual way her brother was stroking her slick cunt. She moved her hips against his erection. The early morning light was beginning to pour through the window. It fell on the siblings that were rubbing and stroking and petting with their eyes closed. My biggest surprise was that Lizzie seemed to be dominating her brother. Her eyes were closed tight but she stroked his cock with her wet slit. Her body was pressed tightly to his as she moved and stroked her own pussy with her brother's dick. Anton was starting to wake up. I could see that he was sensing that something was amiss. Sure enough, I saw him open his eyes. His expression was shock and disbelief. He was looking at his sister like she was crazy. Her eyes were still closed tight. I watched as Anton's expression went from surprise and shock to disbelief to horror and finally to overwhelming pleasure. The thing that really surprised me was that he never even attempted to stop stroking her wet pussy with her slick vagina. I was further surprised to see my husband positioning himself for entry. He grabbed his own cock and positioned it at the opening to his sister's womb. Then he sort of pushed her down on to it as he pushed his hips forward, into her. The expression on his face was total rapture. He looked pleased and relieved and wicked. I could tell that the gravity of the situation wasn't complete for him but the taboo feeling of fucking his own sister was turning him on. He continued fucking his sister in long, even stroked. Her face appeared dreamy and happy. She was really enjoying the lovemaking. In her dreams she was making love to the man of her dreams. Slowly she became aware that there was something different about this dream. It felt so real. I could see that although she was waking up, she was trying to prolong the dream portion of her sensation. I saw her come more fully awake. Her brow furrowed in confusion and she slowly opened her eyes. She was straddling a man and he was fully inside her. She appeared to have instigated the situation. The man inside her felt so good. She could feel her body building to an orgasm. She was surprised to wake up to find herself having sex with a built, Verile man. They muscles on the chest she had her face pressed into was well defined. Then, just as she was about to orgasm she raised her face and looked into the face of the man who had his 8 inch cock buried deep inside her. Her face first filled with shock and horror to blissful, crazy, body and soul racking orgasm. She lifted herself off of her brother in the throes of passion and slammed back onto him. Then I watched as he groaned loudly and painfully just before he grabbed her hips, buried himself deep and grunted while he filled his sister with his semen. The siblings panted and moaned and writhed until they became more aware of their surroundings. Immediately Lizzie screamed and jumped off of her brother. Likewise, he jumped up and covered himself with the blanket. "What are you doing?" She angrily demanded. "Me? What do you mean, me?! I woke up to find you on top of me, rubbing yourself on me, having sex with me!" He shot back. "What?" She lowered her voice. She looked confused. "You were on top of me." He repeated. "I was, wasn't I? I don't understand. I was a virgin. You're my brother. I don't even remember... I'm so embarrassed. What do we do?" She looked at him with question, begging him to fix the situation. "Well, provided that my wife doesn't know about this we take a shower and clean up, act like it never happened and never mention it again after you leave this room. Does that sound good?" He finished and turned to look at her. Even through the camera I could see a mixture of her own cum and her brother's cum oozing it's way down her leg from her leaking vagina. I noticed that Anton saw it to and I saw him stiffen through the blanket. "Yes, that sounds good...I just...I'm so..." She trailed off. She looked like she wanted to ask him something but she just stood there for a minute, looking at her brother and squirming. "Is there something else we need to settle?" Anton asked. "I just...I was wondering....is it...." She trailed off again and looked like she was about to leave when she suddenly opened her mouth and blurted "Can I look at your penis, Anton?" "What?!" He sounded incredulous. "I'm sorry. I know that sounds...it's just...I've never really seen a penis before and I lost my virginity to you and I want to see what it looks like because...I..." The room was silent for a moment and I thought she was about to leave when suddenly Anton dropped the blanket. He was fully erect. Lizzie just stared at his dick. "Is that a normal size?" She sounded innocently curious. "Not really. Mine is a little bigger than average." He answered. "Does it hurt when it sticks out like that?" "No. It feels good." He sounded turned on. He looked turned on. "You can look closer if you want." She dropped to her knees and got close to his dick. She looked at it closely. Then she slowly touched it. She gently moved her hand up his smooth shaft then she cupped his balls in her hand and tentatively explored them before moving back to his dick. As she explored the head of his cock she remarked with wonder in her voice, I can't believe this whole thing was inside me. He answered her quickly. "Oh, believe it. I filled you until my balls were pressed into your ass and your pussy was loving every minute of it. My balls are still covered with your juices." She looked at him in shock. Her mouth dropped open with surprise. That's when he shoved his dick into her mouth. "Taste that? That's you all over me. I taste like your pussy because you, my own sister, decided to climb on top of me while I was sleeping. " He was humping her mouth as he continued his speech. "My own little virgin sister got so horny for cock that she decided to fuck her own brother. My baby sister crawled into bed with me and begged me to fill her with my cock." He continued fucking her mouth. She looked like she was enjoying giving her brother a blow job. Yet she pulled away from him. "What are you doing?! I'm your sister!" She said. "I know. That's my point. My sister! My sister took advantage of me. My sister needs to learn her lesson." With that he grabbed her and bent her over the bed. He positioned himself in a second and then he was slamming into her, hard. "Anton, no! Anton, what are you doing?" It sounded like she was trying to deny her own pleasure. "I'm fucking you without your permission, just like you did to me." He said. He continued to slam in to her. He was fucking her hard. "So you like fucking your brother, huh?" Her face looked worried. I could see her being forced violently forward with each of her brother's thrusts. "Well? Do you like fucking your brother?" He demanded as he continued to thrust into her. Her face still looked pained. "No," She answered. "You're a liar! You love it! You love your brother's fat cock! You love it!" He said. "No. No. No....no...I don't" she actually looked like she was beginning to. "Yes you do. You love it when I pump my cock into you. That's why you came to me. That's why you fucked me! Is it as good as you thought it would be?" "No...it was an accident. I don't know how....ooooohhh.....ooooohhhh" She started moaning. "Yeah, that's right you little slut. You love my cock. Say it. Say you love my cock." "No. No...I don't..." "Yes you do. Say it. Say it or I'm going to fill you with all my hot cum." "No...no...don't..." "Say it!" "No.." "Oh, you want me to fuck you full of cum, huh? You want your brother's cum inside of you, huh?" "No! No.." "Then say it! Say you love your brother's cock!" He was really getting off. He was still fucking her hard. Every time he slammed into her he looked a little more desperate. I could tell he was about to blow."Say you love your brother's cock or you're about to get a big load." "I love my brother's cock, " She said quickly. "What?" He said. "I Love my brother's cock." She said. "What?" He asked again. "I love my brother's cock! I love your cock, Anton! I love your cock. It feels good when you fuck me with your huge cock, Anton!" She said. He was going to blow all right. I could see that if he didn't pull out now then his sister was about to get a surprise. "Say it again," he said, strained. "I love your cock, Anton." Just as she said it I could hear him grunt. He slapped her ass, hard. Then he grabbed her hips, forcing her to take every last inch of him before he let loose inside her. I saw the Ecstasy in his face as he emptied the balls that were buried in his sister's ass. Her own face filled with horror mixed with pleasure. He pumped into her a couple more times before withdrawing his satiated cock. "You said you wouldn't cum in me!" She protested. "Consider it a lesson, Lizzie. Don't get yourself into situations that you can't control. And don't fuck your family members! Listen, as far as I'm concerned this never happened. Now get your slutty ass out of here." He dismissed her, walking into the bathroom. She left the room. I turned off the tape and masturbated. I watched the tape every chance I got after that. Somehow it made our sex life better. You see, my husband was a virgin before me and he always regretted not messing around before we got married. After that he was content. One thing that kept our sex life great was a good family gathering. Every time he saw his sister after that, he would fuck me hard and good for as long as I could endure it. I know that Lizzie is in love with my husband. I can see it every time she looks at him. I see her watch him and get squirmy in her seat. I notice how holidays and birthdays are something she looks forward to. She always gets something extraordinary for Anton and the whole family remarks about what a great sister she is and how much she loves her brother. If Only They Knew If only they knew just how much. If Only They Knew... I wake up after a long night of partying and feel my head pounding. I knew I shouldn't have let my roommate talk me into doing shots last night at the frat party. To my surprise, there is no one in bed next to me. There were so many hot men hitting on me and I was shit faced by the end of the night. My brain is in a haze and I don't even remember making it back to my apartment. Erin must have drove home and helped me into my room. How I got into my pajamas is beyond me. I take some Tylenol and walk slowly into the kitchen, pour myself a glass of water and sit down onto the couch. Despite having a headache, I am feeling frisky. Being turned on is normal for me. My roommate says I have a very active libido. Looking over, I see the remote control sitting on the end table next to me. I grab it and turn on the television. While I am flipping through the channels, trying to find something interesting to watch, my college roommate Erin enters the living room. "Good morning, Melanie. I am surprised you are up and awake this early. You were wasted last night." Erin says softly. I groan then say, "No thanks to you." She laughs as she starts making a pot of coffee. I continue scrolling through the tv guide. Four hundred channels and nothing worth watching on a Sunday morning. I eventually settle for watching the Animal Planet channel. I am not really paying much attention to the show about African primates even though I am staring at the screen. Erin walks into the room and hands me a hot cup of coffee. I slowly sip from the cup in hopes it will help my hangover. Erin leaves to take a shower then heads to her room while I sip my coffee and watch television. A little while later, my headache lowers to a dull ache. Erin returns to the living room and announces that she is headed to the grocery store. It has taken her almost an hour to get ready to go to the grocery store. She is the opposite of me. I would brush my hair and teeth and go in my pajamas. When Erin is gone, I become bored with the television show and start flipping through the channels again. I scratch my breast through my shirt as I scan the tv guide and feel my nipple grow hard. It surprises me, but I like the feeling so I roll my hard nipple between two fingers. I am always intrigued by how responsive my body is to even the slightest touch. I find an 80's moving on the Lifetime channel that intrigues me and decide to watch it. Sundays are always reliable for finding old romance movies. Massaging my nipple has made the other one jealous and started to excite me. I switch my attention to the other nipple and massage it with my other hand as I watch the movie. I watch the main character and her boyfriend make out and become even more turned on. After taking another sip of coffee and putting the remote on the end table, I slide my free hand inside my pajama pants, under my panties and softly run my index finger over my labia. My labia feel so soft and smooth against my finger. Needing to feel more of my soft body, I slide my other hand up my shirt and start squeezing my soft breasts. God definitely spent extra time when designing women's bodies, that is for sure. A great idea pops into my head so I race into my room and grab my 7 inch vibrator. It is thin, slender and smooth, just what I need on a lazy morning like this. I return to the couch and lay down, pulling a blanket up over my legs. I slide my shirt up above my breasts and run my fingers over my stomach. My hand drifts down my ribs, making my skin tingle and feel good. I turn onto my side and watch the movie as I continue to tease my body. Soon, my body is primed and ready for more action. I turn on my vibrator and run it up and down my arms then move it down my stomach. My left leg slides up and rests behind my right knee, giving the vibrator access to my sweet spot. My hand moves the vibrator further down and start running it over my inner thighs. The soft vibrations are teasing my senses and turning me on even more. My body is getting hot so I slide my pajamas and panties off my body, bunch them up and put them next to me on the couch. The cool breeze hits the skin near my pussy and sends a chill up my spine. I place the middle finger of my left hand on the top of my vagina and start to slowly massage it near my clit. I moan softly to myself and close my eyes, enjoying the pleasure I am feeling. Unable to wait any longer, I use my right hand to spread my lips and slowly insert the vibrator inside my vagina. My inner walls tense up and welcome the toy. I spread my legs as wide as I can and slowly slide the vibrator in and out of my walls, my wetness coating the plastic and enabling it to move easier in and out of me. I turn the speed of the vibrator up, not wanting to wait long for my orgasm. My hips start to softly thrust toward the vibrator as I push it inside me. The vibrations flow throughout my body, making me feel so good. I feel my chest starting to move faster as my breathing increases. Just as I am starting to feel pretty good, I hear faint voices outside the door. I freeze a split second before rolling over onto my back and quickly pull the blanket up to my shoulders. A fraction of a second later, the front door begins to open. My eyes bulge out of my head when Elise, her handsome boyfriend Eric and Eric's best friend, Raul walk into the living room. The vibrator continues to tease me with the three of them less than three feet away from me. I want to remove it badly, but do not want to reach down with the three of them just a few feet away. I can't believe I am lying here naked from my breasts down, with only a blanket shielding me from the three of them. I can feel my face flush with embarrassment. I grip the blanket near my shoulders and hold it close to my body "Hey Melanie! How are you?" Eric asks as the three of them enter the apartment. In my excited state, I can not help but scan both men's bodies quickly. First, I see Eric's well built chest and bulging arms then quickly answer, "Just fine." My eyes quickly move away from Eric and check out Raul, whom I have a crush on. I look up at him and smile then divert my eyes down and glance at his package. At this point, I am beyond turned on. The vibrator inside me continues to tease my body, pushing me closer to an orgasm. Raul sits down on the edge of the couch, next to my feet and looks at the television. I clinch my legs tightly together in hopes that he does not hear or feel the vibrator inside me. The pleasure has intensified and is driving me insane. I do my best to hold back my moans and keep my breathing under control. "Hey, isn't this the movie, 'Heart of Gold'?" Eric asks as he takes a seat in the recliner, with Erin sitting down on his lap. "Why are you all congregating around me?" I scream at them inside my head. "Yes" I blurt out loud, my voice squealing at first. If there were one time I needed them all to leave me alone, it would be now. I am so hot and horny. I need to orgasm and feel the endorphins release throughout my body. My inner walls are clenching harder and harder against the vibrator. In turn, the vibrator is manipulating my body. I want to reach down between my legs so bad and turn off the vibrator, but Raul is looking at me. He asks, "Are you feeling okay Melanie? Your face is flushed and you look sweaty." Erin and Eric turn and check me out. The last thing I need is three eyes staring at me as I try to hold my building orgasm back. Alone time is what I need right now. "She is hung over and not feeling well." Erin answers for me. Raul reaches down and puts his right hand on my calf. My body instantly jumps in response. I try to pull my leg away, but the second I move my leg, the vibrator touches a different spot inside my pussy and causes me to moan unintentionally. I quickly straighten my leg back out. My quick movements have pushed part of the blanket off my left foot, baring my leg up to my knee. "You don't sound good, over there moaning and groaning." Eric said, trying to be funny. Little does he know that my moan was not in anguish. I wish I could get up and run to my room, but I am naked underneath the blanket and my shirt is pushed up above my breasts. There is no way I can grab my pajama pants under the blanket, hold the blanket and grab the vibrator from between my legs without being exposed. I can feel sweat starting to run down my forehead. I am burning up and want to throw the blanket off of my body, but that would expose me! I am stuck. To make it worse, Raul reaches out and starts rubbing my exposed leg. Any other time, I would welcome his touch and beg for more, but not at this moment. His touch is torture, sending a wave of energy in a direct line toward my aching pussy. My clit is screaming for attention, but I dare not touch it. My thoughts are starting to escape me in my excited state. "Ohhhh" I moan, trying to make it sound like I am sick. "Maybe you should go lie in your room." Erin says to me. "You look miserable." If she only knew the truth. Raul continues to massage my legs as my body betrays me and starts to shudder. He looks away from the tv and glances into my glazed eyes as if he is looking into my soul. I can do nothing but stare back at him. Erin becomes my saving grace when she says, "Maybe you should go sit over there, in case she is getting sick Raul." I look over at her and see her pointing to the love seat on the corner of the living room, close to the front door. He stands up and moves over to the love seat. Part of me is relieved he has finally moved and the other part of me wishes his hands were still touching me. While they are all watching the movie, I reach below the blanket to turn off the vibrator. As my hand slides down my body, the under part of my arm brushes against my aching clit, causing my body to shudder. I try to hold back a squeal, to no avail. Everyone glances over at me as my body shakes. I quickly lift my right leg to raise the blanket slightly and block the view of my hand which reaches for the end of the vibrator. As my fingers search for the knob at the end of the vibrator, I feel the it push deeper inside me. I am at the brink of an orgasm and briefly ponder the thought of letting the orgasm wash over me, but err on the side of caution and turn the vibrator off. It is at this point that I realize how hard I am breathing. I turn onto my side with the vibrator still inside of me, feeling my inner muscles continue to contract against the vibrator. I take a deep breath and try to hold it in a second before exhaling slowly. Everyone is still looking at me, trying to figure out if I am okay. "I am fine." I blurt out. "Just need rest." The three of them finally turn away from me and look at each other. It is at this point that I realize Erin did not bring any groceries in with her, though she said she was going to the grocery store. I glance in her direction and she answers my question as if she is reading my mind. "Eric, are you going to go to the grocery store with me?" "Sure, let's go." he replied. "I was headed to the grocery store when Eric called and said they were on their way to the apartment so I turned around." she said, looking at me. "We will let you get some rest." A drop of sweat runs down my forehead. I wipe the sweat off my brow then do my best to pull my shirt down over my breasts while they are standing up. The blanket rides down my body as my shirt slides over my breasts. I feel the shirt brush my rock hard nipples, sending a bolt of pleasure through my body, pushing me close to an orgasm once more. I see Raul's eyes drift to my breasts and it turns me on. My clit starts to ache strongly once more and I do my best to fight the urge to touch it, knowing my hand will thrash it. It is torture, being on the verge of an orgasm, with the vibrator inside of me and not being able to finish the job. When Erin, Eric and Raul finally exit out the front door, I throw the blanket off, remove the vibrator and leap off the couch to lock the front door. I quickly pull my shirt over my head while making my way back to the couch. I lay the vibrator down on my stomach then begin kneading my breasts with my hands and pinching my hard nipples between my pointer and middle fingers. I moan loudly and spread my legs wide, one on the top of the couch and the other resting on the floor. I turn on the vibrator and reinsert it inside my dripping wet hole with one hand and ravish my clit with my right hand. I thrust the vibrator in and out of my clenching inner walls as my hips thrust off the couch, toward the vibrator. It doesn't take more than thirty seconds before my body is going wild. I am thrusting the vibrator deep inside of me and running my fingers wildly over my clit. I lock my hips, pull the vibrator out of my walls only to press it against my throbbing clit, sending my body into an intense spasm as blissfulness washes over me. I feel my hips thrust over and over into the air, feeling my orgasm rock my body. This is one of the best orgasms I have given myself in a very long time. Perhaps, I enjoy the idea of almost getting caught while masturbating. I will have to explore this more at a later date. For now, I need to sleep.