“Sometimes we don’t even make it back to the apartment,” she gritted her teeth, remembering what they had come to know as the ‘car port catastrophe’; in which several of their neighbors had caught them enjoying their newfound passion on public property.
As much as she enjoyed these encounters, she often wondered at the fact that her passionate friend never took anything for himself; for though they shared endless passionate kisses and warm caresses, he never asked her to pleasure him sexually. And while they enjoyed frequent ‘play dates,’ just as they always had, they’d never ventured out on a proper date.
Seeking to rectify this situation, Jasmin suggested that they dress up for dinner one evening; also enjoying a meal of filet mignon and buttered mashed potatoes, washed down with some glistening goblets of sparkling French champagne.
Jasmin dressed for this dinner in a red silk dress that accentuated her rubenesque curves; also piling her mussy hair atop her head and applying a sparkly coat of rarely won red lipstick.
“You look so beautiful.” Joel praised her arrival at the table; immediately jumping up from his seat to pull out her chair for her.
Jasmin took her seat at the head of the table, smiling up at the ebony haired wonder in the sleek black dinner suit that emphasized his muscular frame.
“You are too!” She returned his compliment, watching as he took a seat close beside her at their candlelit dinner table. “I’m so glad you agreed to this date.”
“I was so flattered by the offer,” Joel’s vibrant smile seemed all the more luminous in the glow of brilliant candlelight. “Absolutely petrified, but flattered all the same.”
“Petrified?” Jasmin shook her head, adding through gritted teeth, “I’ve had guys express reluctance at the prospect of dating me, sometimes outright hilarity, but out and out terror-now that’s a new one.”
Joel guffawed outright.
“And that’s exactly why I was petrified,” he nodded in her direction, “How could I, of all people, serve as a fitting date for such a funny, brilliant woman?”
Jasmin shook her head.
“Joel, how can you even think such a thing?” She clutched his hand across the table. “Why do you think we’ve made such great friends and roommates for the past year? We talk endlessly, about everything. And I want to talk about more… so much more.”
She grinned as Joel bit his lip, casting a shy glance in her direction.
“Are you saying that you’d like me to be your boyfriend?” His tone soft and hopeful.
Jasmin said nothing, only graced him with an affirming nod that brought him out of his chair; letting loose with a victorious whoop as he swept her up in his arms and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss.
As his lips and tongue massaged hers he carried her into the living room, walking in the direction of the soft, plush ebony day bed that formed the center of the room.
“Dinner can wait,” he growled against her lips, “I’m far hungrier for you.”
Tossing her trembling body into the softness of a soft down comforter, he stood tall and proud before her to perform a deliberate striptease that drove her insane.
She sighed her approval as he slowly peeled away his dark velvet jacket; then unbuttoning and discarding his ivory silk shirt to reveal a bulging chest.
He unzipped and tore off his tight black paints with comparable haste; revealing a long, hard shaft that stood erect for her approval.
An approval she displayed by sliding out of her own confining clothes and displaying every inch of her voluptuous body; savoring his moan of ecstasy as he descended upon her, once again joining his lips to hers as their arms and legs entangled.
Their bare, sweaty bodies joined in a passionate cocoon on the surface of their day bed; their tongues and fingers both entangling as they rolled wild across this perfect resting place.
“Though somehow I don’t think we’ll be getting much rest tonight,” Jasmin mused, taking in her breath as her lover bowed his head to her breasts and covered her nipples with his lips; kissing and suckling as he massaged her back with gentle, loving hands.
“You don’t know how long I’ve fantasized about this,” he whispered, his trim hips bolting forward to meet hers as the tip of his shaft teased her tender cleft.
Throwing her head back, an ecstatic Jasmin thrust herself against him; her voluptuous breasts crushing the surface of his chest as her legs entrapped his waist.
“So it’s true,” she smiled, staring deep into his eyes. “You dreamed of me too.”
In answer to her words her aroused lover plunged his cock to the soaking depths of her warm, tight pussy; holding her gaze as the lovers exploded in one another’s arms.
Their kisses were frenzied as his long, hard shaft probed and penetrated her; surging forth to her core as their arms clung together in a binding embrace.
Jasmin’s heart pounded as Joel kissed her senseless, pulling her body closer than close as their chests and thighs locked.
At one point their eyes flew open to ensnare one another in an intimate stare; one that reflected the intense heat of a friendship caught fire. He thrust against her as his engorged shaft probed and filled her; and then with a final mighty thrust he carried them over the edge.
Sealing what seemed an eternal bond of friendship and love, the couple’s lips smacked together as their beings ignited in the heat of an intense, multi-layered orgasm; one that enshrouded them in a haze of unbridled passion that threatened to consume them whole.
Moments later they lay together in a loose, easy embrace, their longtime friendship instantly recaptured as they whispered in hushed, slightly delirious tones about the totally cool thing that had just passed between them.
These whispers ceased moments later, as a loud, resounding knock resounded from their front door.
“Loud, obnoxious and totally unwelcome,” Jasmin pursed her lips, throwing a wary glance in Joel’s direction. “It has to be my ex-boyfriend.”
Her suspicions were confirmed moments later, when a key turned in their lock; allowing the entrance of a man whose pained expression brought endless delight to the watching couple.
“Oh really, Jasmin? So this is how it is?”
Peter Moore came to stand beside the couple’s day bed; planting his hands firmly on his hips as he observed their blatant nakedness.
“I just can’t believe this, Jasmin. I make one stupid mistake,” he held up a firm finger for emphasis, “and you choose to seek comfort in the arms of your himbo, man whore roommate?”
“That’s me!” Joel waved his hand enthusiastically in response to Peter’s insult. “Really Peter, did you think that this wonderful, extremely sexy woman would stay single for long?”
Ignoring Joel’s jibes, a chagrined Peter shifted his gaze to the face of a smiling Jasmin.
“I came to see if there was any remote possibility that you might want me back,” he sighed. “I guess, though, that the answer is no.”
Jasmin nodded.
“That, my dear, would be a fair assessment,” she agreed. “The only thing I want back from you at this point is the key to my apartment.”
Dismissing her shocked, scowling ex-boyfriend with a casual wave, Jasmin next turned to the smiling hunk who rested in her arms. And somehow she got the idea that he’d be staying there awhile.
“As far as what I want from you, dear man,” she kissed his smiling lips, “that question is going to take more time to answer.”
“I’ve got all night,” Joel assured her, pulling her closer than close and covering her lips in a binding kiss. “Not to mention the rest of my life.”
Jack and Blue — Sexual Desires
by Andrea Dunn
She kept telling herself this wasn't a big deal and that in the big picture it didn't matter. As a college senior she had much more important things which should be on her mind, but so far she felt like she was on top of the world and that her next step would be a step down the hill towards middle age.