Club Endless Fantasy

My body seemed to be shutting down my senses as it tried to recover from what Ian did to me. I felt Ian’s fingers on my skin—tracing my curves—and then his lips started to press against me as the ability to feel returned. The fire wasn’t totally burned out. There was still an ember left inside me, and he brought it back to life. My eyes opened, and a smile spread across my face. Ian’s lips moved along my abdomen, turned my nipples until hard nubs underneath his tongue, and then he slowly drifted to my neck. The excitement slowly returned, but it was a lot more muted than it was before. Ian leaned back, and I sat up. My throat was pretty dry, so I reached for my wine and took a sip—then that sip turned into finishing what was left in my glass.

“That was…” I exhaled sharply. “Freaking amazing.”

“I even threw in a joke.” He winked at me.

“I caught it.” I nodded and laughed. “You better get those jokes out of the way now—I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be a virgin if you keep doing stuff like that to me…”

“You made the first one.” He chuckled under his breath and refilled my glass of wine.

“I think you’re going to make it a little longer…” Ian traced my leg with his fingers. “Even if you are irresistible right now.”

“Should I put my clothes back on?” I looked down and grinned.

“At least let me have something to think about when I get home tonight.” Ian squeezed my thigh.

“Oh, do you think you’re taking that home?” I put my hand on Ian’s leg and slowly moved it to the bulge in his pants.

“I don’t think I have a choice.” He groaned and shifted his weight.

“Don’t be so sure about that.” I moved my tongue along my lips. “You tortured me—it’s only fair that I do the same to you.”

“Oh wow…” All of the breath seemed to be sucked out of Ian’s body in an instant.

I’ll take that reaction.

I rubbed Ian’s cock through his pants several times and then started to unbuckle his belt. I had never given a guy a blowjob before, but after Ian sent me into orbit with his tongue, there was no way I was letting him go home without getting something in return. I got his belt unbuckled and shifted his pants down. He lifted up so that I could slide them down his hips. I sank to the floor and pulled them the rest of the way off. His boxers were next, and then I was staring at his cock—fully engorged and probably aching with the same desire I had when his tongue started to tease my clit.

I used to make fun of sorority girls for being so eager to get down on their knees for every hot guy on campus—it doesn’t feel that bad to be down on mine for Ian.

I massaged Ian’s cock with my hand as I pressed my lips to Ian’s thighs. His dick began to throb when my lips got close to it. There was a different kind of excitement in his eyes mixed with hunger. I was sure that was exactly what he saw in my eyes when he started to tease me. I was feeling it again too—my pussy started to tingle when I thought about giving him the same pleasure that he gave me. I might not be skilled enough to tease him the way that he teased me, but I was going to give it my best shot.

As long as he squirms a little bit—that’s all I want.

Chapter Eighteen

Ian

The evening had gone well beyond my expectations. I was perfectly fine with dinner and a movie. I just wanted to spend time with Elly. I quickly realized that she needed something, even if she didn’t lose her virginity. She was getting too turned on for me to simply ignore the look in her beautiful misty gray eyes. I was turned on too—and I couldn’t resist tracing her curves when she was in my arms—all the way to the cherry between her legs that was practically radiating with lust and desire. She might have been a virgin, but her body knew what it craved, even if she wasn’t emotionally ready for us to go all the way.

She might have done it anyway, and I would prefer to wait until her emotional desires catch up with her physical ones…

“Did you fantasize about this when you were being naughty?” Elly lifted up and grinned.

“I mean…” I looked away and tried to hide the smile that formed on my lips.

“That’s a yes.” She pressed her lips to my abdomen. “Don’t worry, I thought about you doing dirty things to me too.”

“Was the real thing better than the fantasy?” I gasped when her hand moved up and down my shaft.

“Absolutely…” She nodded. “Now let’s see if I can make this even better for you.”

I had no expectations of having what I did reciprocated when I decided to have a taste of Elly’s sweet cherry. I just wanted to make her feel good and take the edge off the need that was burning inside her. I never expected her to be comfortable enough to get down on her knees and wrap those soft, pouty lips around my cock. I couldn’t lie to her—I had definitely thought about it when I was lost in my own desires. She woke them up, and after spending time with her, I had become as horny as a teenager.

This is so much hotter than my fantasy…

Elly kissed her way across my pelvis, and I felt a searing heat spread across my skin as the anticipation took hold of me. She slowly let her tongue slide down to the inside of my thighs, and then she teased my balls. It felt like I sucked all the air around us into my lungs when I felt her tongue there for the first time. She circled the left one, then the right one, and moved back to the left. My body tensed up immediately. She started to gently tease and caress them—moving from one to the other several times. Her lips pressed against the bottom of my shaft, and then I felt her tongue make a quick swirl. She began to move her tongue

towards the top, and my entire length throbbed against her tongue.