Chapter 1: unleasherd
I am throwing a party at my house I am Yang, my friends have all come. My best friend Andrew is in the marines and off serving, His girlfriend the busty beautiful and very loyal Christina also my friend and invited. She is a headstrong beautiful blonde woman with big tits and a firm ass. My other friend Chris pugliesi or Pugs is an alpha type male who is young strong and very virile. He and Christina always butt heads. With andrew being deployed far away and the loyal christina alone and horny, Pugs sexual exploits annoys Christina who calls him an "ass" Pugs never one to back down calls her a "bitch". An argument starts but before it gets too heated I intercede. I ask that Christina and Chris be civil.
Christina in a huff leaves the room and Pugs goes back to his beer. An hour later Christina calls Me Yang and apologizes for her Behavior, I brush it off as no big deal and tell her to come back to the party. She agrees but wishes to hash out her issue with Pugs. I ask pugs to meet her outside and squash this and he agrees. It is around 10 pm when Christina arrives and Chris walks out the door to talk to her. As he does i look at Christina in a short pink tank top, no bra, and capri pants with a yellow or white thong poking out. I turn to look at pugs in a pair of loose basketball shorts with his impressive 8 inch penis swinging freely. He is also in a loose tank showing off his swimming muscles and lean physique. They greet each other and walk around the house to the side by the garage. I turn back to the party and forget them for a while. !5 minutes go by and no sign of either so i go outside to check. I sneak my way i don't know why but i feel i should. I hear talking from inside the garage the door is slightly open and i peer inside. There is a couch and a recliner but not much else. Christina and Pugs are face to face about 5 feet apart arguing still. But the atmosphere feels more sexual than angry. As i watch the two argue they step closer to each other. Christina says "you always call me a bitch i don't appreciate that" and Pugs replies "Well maybe if you weren't such a big titty bitch i wouldn't." Christina angrily replies "what did you say?!" Pugs steps forward and they are now face to face only inches apart and he says "you heard me Christina" and gropes her left breast.
Christina gasps loudly and tries to punch him but misses, "what the fuck are you doing" she screams. Pugs grabs her wrists and pins her arms against her chest. Christina struggles to break free but finds herself pinned tightly against him. Her heart races wildly in her chest and her nipples harden under the thin fabric of her shirt. The smell of his cologne fills her nostrils and she feels a strange arousal begin to stir within her. "You think you're better than me just because you got a pretty face and big tits, huh?" Pugs growls, his eyes burning with intensity.
"I could teach you a thing or two about being a real woman," he says, his hands tightening on her wrists. Christina's breath catches in her throat as she stares into his eyes, feeling a strange mixture of anger and desire.
"And what makes you think you're capable of teaching me anything?" she snaps, trying to break free once again. Pugs' grip tightens further, and he leans in close, his lips brushing against her ear.
"Maybe you need someone to show you how real men treat women like you," he whispers seductively. Christina shivers, feeling a wave of heat surge through her body. Despite her anger, she can't help but admit that something about Pugs' confident demeanor turns her on. With a defiant glare, she retorts, "What do you think you can teach me, Pugs? How to be a slutty little whore like you?"
Pugs smirks, his eyes glinting mischievously.
"No, I won't make you a slutty little whore," he murmurs softly, his voice dropping to a deep whisper. "But I will show you what it means to be truly desired and satisfied."
Christina feels a jolt of excitement coursing through her veins. She knows she shouldn't let him get to her, but there's something undeniably enticing about the way Pugs is looking at her right now. He's like a forbidden fruit - tempting and dangerous, yet irresistible.
As she's stares at Pugs, he begins to grope her breast some more with his left hand. Releasing her wrist he reaches behind Christina and firmly grabs her ass and pulls her to him harder. This breaks Christina out of her trance and she remembers Andrew.
She yanks her body back, releasing Pugs' grasp on her breast, "You better stop this right now, Andrew would kill you if he knew you were touching me like this."
She takes a few steps away from him, but Pugs doesn't seem to care. Instead, he follows her closely, his gaze locked onto her curvy figure. "Andrew's thousands of miles away, and I bet he hasn't touched those amazing tits of yours in ages," he says confidently.
Christina feels a sudden jolt of anger mixed with lust, and she lets out a sharp intake of breath. She wants to slap him, but somehow, she's frozen in place, unable to tear her gaze away from his intense stare.
"He loves me," she mutters weakly, her voice wavering. "He'd never cheat on me."
"Oh, sweetheart," Pugs chuckles darkly, stepping closer until his chest presses against hers. "Andrew's a marine; he's surrounded by hot chicks, just begging to ride his cock.
He's probably fucking some random chick right now, and you're here letting me fondle your massive tits," Pugs taunts. Christina feels her resolve weakening beneath his relentless verbal assault. She hates that he would speak like this, but part of her wonders if he might be right.
"You've got nothing to lose, babe," Pugs whispers softly, his warm breath tickling her neck. "Just one encounter with me, and you'll see what Andrew's missing."
Her hesitation grows palpable, and she knows she can't resist much longer.
"I'm not so stupid slut, Pugs" Christina sharply replies
Pugs only smiles at her because even saying that she hasn't moved away from his hold. Feeling Emboldened Pugs says "Even if he isn't I can tell you're gagging for it, how long has it been since Andrew deployed? 3 months? 4?" Pugs now has worked one hand into her capri pants and grasps her thong covered ass.
"I mean I know I am not Andrew, but what Andrew doing over there fighting for our freedom? What's the last time Andrew touch your pussy? Tell me Christina, I bet you haven't had a good orgasm in months!" Christina is torn between fear and arousal as he speaks, her heart pounding erratically in her chest.
"You don't know what Andrew does for me," she pleads weakly, her voice barely audible.
"I'm faithful to him."
"Faithful, yeah, sure," Pugs mocks her, his fingers now slipping under her panties. "But are you happy with what he gives you? Or are you secretly craving a real man who can satisfy you properly?"
Christina hesitates, her mind racing with conflicting thoughts. She knows she loves Andrew, but she can't deny the forbidden thrill of being so close to Pugs. Feeling his hands on her body ignites a fire within her, a hunger she hasn't felt in years.
Looking directly in her eyes Pugs takes her chin with his hand that was groping her breast and pulls her slowly in giving her ample time to stop or resist. Christina feels almost in a trance as he lowers his lips toward her.
Their mouths meet, soft and tender as their tongues dance together. She moans quietly, pressing her body against his in response. His hands slide up her sides, cupping her breasts gently before moving lower to rest on her hips. Christina arches her back, eager for more contact.
"I want you," she admits, her voice strained as Pugs kisses her deeply. "Not Andrew, not anyone else. Just you."
His eyes sparkle with delight, and he grins wickedly. "You're mine now, baby girl," he growls, kissing her neck passionately.
Christina shudders with pleasure, her hands clutching at his muscular back. Their bodies press tightly together, and she can feel his erection growing against her thigh.
"Yes, Pugs," she moans, arching her back. "Take me. Make me yours."
He lifts her effortlessly onto the couch, kneels beside her, and removes her pants. Christina spreads her legs wide, exposing her shaved pussy to his hungry gaze. Her breath quickens as he trails his fingers along her inner thighs, teasing her clit.
He's had women before but none as beautiful or well endowed as christina. She is like a playboy model ready for his enjoyment. Looking down at her his erection stands prominent even in his shorts. Cockily Pugs ask "Can you suck my dick Christina? I know andrew told us you always refused but i'd love to see you with a mouthful of me."
Christina looked at him wide eyed, hesitating, her heart raced and she felt a pulsing sensation between her legs. "Come on, you know you want to," he coaxed. Slowly, Christina leaned forward, her eyes locked on his throbbing member. With a quivering hand, she reached out and wrapped her fingers around it.
"That's it, baby," Pugs whispered, feeling his cock twitching beneath her touch. "Suck it." Christina lowered her head, her lips mere centimeters away from his shaft.
Christina hated this sex act and had never done it for anyone else but her first boyfriend years ago. She couldn't believe she was about to suck off Pugs while never even considering sucking Andrew off no matter how he begged. Merely a breathe away Christina stops and hesitates. Pugs seeing this grabs her head and nudges her forward yet she stays still.
He looks at her with lust in his eyes "Baby, I promise you won't regret it." He adds a hint of desperation in his tone. Christina hesitates for a moment longer.
Her cheeks flush red in embarrassment and shame yet a nagging voice in her head egged her on. Gulping nervously she closed her eyes and opened her mouth. The taste was bitter and salty but strangely satisfying. Within seconds Christina felt herself getting turned on. Her tongue swirled around the tip, savoring every drop of precum oozing out.
The taste wasn't entirely pleasant, but the satisfaction she derived from pleasuring him made her continue. Pugs groaned softly, his hands tangling in her hair. Christina sucked harder, taking him deeper into her mouth. She could feel his thickness stretching her lips wider, and her cheeks hollowed. Pugs' breathing became ragged, and he held her head tighter, thrusting his hips.
"Fuck, you're good at this," he mumbled, his eyes shut. Christina pulled off, gasping for air.
Her lips were swollen and red, and Pugs watched her intently. "I've never felt anything like that before," she confessed, her voice breathless. "I thought I didn't like it, but you made it seem so natural."
Pugs smiled, pride swelling in his chest. "It's all about communication, baby," he said, reaching out to cup her cheek. "Trust me, we're just getting started."
She nodded uneasily, her hand trembling as she reached for his shorts.
"Okay on your knees" said Pugs hornily
As she knelt down doggy showing pugs her pussy he stroked his cock and got behind her. Before Christina could ask about a condom, Pugs slid home inches hard and rough.
"Oh Jesus," Christina cried out, gripping the cushions tightly. "You're going to hurt me," she whimpered, her words muffled by the sofa cushion.
He grabbed her hair roughly, forcing her head into the pillow.
"Shut up and take it," he growled, his thrusts becoming rougher with each passing second. Christina bit into the pillow, tears streaming down her face. "Please, Pugs," she begged.
Pugs tells Christina her pussy feels amazing and fucks her hard and long. They go at it for 15 minutes before Pugs declares his orgasm approaching. Christina ask him to pull out. Pugs agrees Verbally but instead cums inside as Christina also orgasms.
"Fuck!" Christina cries out, collapsing on the floor. "My God, that was intense."
Pugs grinned, "You liked that, huh?" he asks, panting heavily.
"I... I can't believe it," Christina stammers, struggling to catch her breath. "But... it felt amazing."
She pauses, her heart racing, "But Andrew..."
"Ah, don't worry about Andrew," Pugs reassures her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.