Fantasy Friday

Christina put her cell in her purse and walked in to the bar.  She straightened her skirt and glanced around for her friends.  Her eye caught sight of Melanie, her co-worker.  Mel was hard to miss at 5'10" with platinum blond hair and a group of guys always hovering around her.  Chris chuckled to herself as she made her way over to the bar.  Pushing her way through the groupies, Chris finally made her way to Mel, Alex and Simone.

"Hey girls!"  Christina hollered over the music thumping through the speakers.

Chris hugged each of the girls and ordered herself a beer.  "How's the prospects tonight?"

Alexandra, or Alex, laughed.  "Slim pickings.  Once Mel cuts these guys down and sends them with their tails between their legs, it's gonna be hard to find anything young and handsome here tonight."

The girls all laughed and Chris looked around.  Sure enough, "Ladies Night" was truly that for a change.  Most of the guys that were present were either the usual bar slugs or young bucks that had gravitated towards Mel.

Chris didn't blame them.  If she were a guy, she'd do the same.  Melanie had an amazing personality, a beautiful heart and was a professional model.  Problem was, most guys never looked beyond the fact that she was a model, to see the true gem she was.

Sipping down her beer, Chris realized that most guys in bars were the same.  At 5' 8", with long wavy golden-brown hair, deep green eyes and a curvy figure, Chris had her fair of attention.  But, it was always the same...one-night hook-up and then one kicked the other to the curb right after.  At almost 30, she was getting tired of all the nonsense and wanted to find someone real.

Like Toby.

Toby was Melanie's brother.  They'd all grown up together, but Toby was 3 years older, so when Chris finally was allowed to date, he had already left for college.  Tall, blonde with blue eyes, he was the male version of Melanie.  And, he got just as much attention as she did.  A fact that always irked Christina.

Now, at 33, Toby was a prime catch.  He'd matured not only physically, but mentally as well.  His body had transformed into a rock hard wall of muscle covered in tattoos.  After he left college, he went off to be a professional fitness competitor and model.  Now, he was a personal trainer as well.  Chris remembered when she saw him last, at Christmas.  He was not only amazing looking, but was just as witty and funny as he'd always been.  But, he still treated her like his little sister.

"Chris!"

Mel was standing right in Christina's face, shouting her name.  "What?"

"I said...can you let me know if you see Toby.  He's supposed to be meeting us here."

Toby.  Here.  Tonight.

"Uh, yeah."  Chris smoothed down her skirt again and reached to fix her shirt.  She'd left an extra button open to display her cleavage, but she wondered if now it was too revealing.

"Leave it."  Simone slapped away Chris' hand.  "You want him to notice you, don't you?"  Simone was the only one that knew of Chris' major crush on Toby.  Sometimes drinking loosened lips, ya know?

"But, not for these."  Chris motioned to her breasts just as someone walked up next to her.

"Those are quiet nice I think."  Toby chuckled.

Chris blushed fiercely.  Holy crap he had the worst timing.  "Oh shut up."  Chris smacked his arm, trying to play off her embarrassment.

Toby leaned over to kiss Chris on the cheek, a greeting he always gave her, but she had turned her face at the last minute and his lips landed on hers.  She froze.  A zing of electricity ran through her.  He didn't move immediately and Chris held her breath.  Straightening, Toby cracked his usual sexy grin.  "Didn't expect that."

Chris wondered what he meant...her turning or the electric charge.  Or, maybe she was the only one that felt the latter.  Eyes wide, Chris couldn't say a word as Toby turned and said hello to Mel, Alex and Simone, then introduced the guys that came with him.  Chris didn't hear a word.  Something so small had struck her completely dumb.

It was too overwhelming for her, so Christina grabbed her purse off the stool and headed to the door.  She'd made it all the way to her car when a strong hand grabbed her elbow.  Toby whipped her around and firmly pushed her against the car.  He leaned down and hovered his mouth over hers.  His minty breath washed over her face as he panted.  He must have run to catch up to her.

"Can I get another shot?"

Another. Shot.  Wow.

Christina sucked in a breath and nodded.  Toby's mouth slowly inched closer and Chris opened her own slightly.  His soft, warm lips tickled hers at first. There was that shock again...electricity that coursed through her body.  From her mouth to every part of her body.  "Do you feel that?"  Toby whispered against her mouth.  Again, Christina could only nod.

He didn't ask permission again.  This time his kiss was intense.  His tongue slipped into her mouth and Christina groaned.  He wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled her tight to him.  She could feel his erection against her belly and her underwear was instantly wet.  She'd wanted him for so long that this moment was surreal.  But, he was here, his tongue was probing her mouth, causing her whole body to go boneless. Only his strong arms held her up, her legs useless now.

"Do you want to continue this somewhere else a bit more private."

Christina finally found her voice.  "Yes.  Please."

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Fantasy Friday

She twisted her hands together, nerves wracking her whole body.  It was silly, really.  Brigitte had seen him naked, he had seen her the same.  But, that was all through fuzzy webcams, late at night, in dimmed lighting.  This was different.  Face-to-face.  In bright fluorescent lighting.  What if he didn't think she was beautiful....like he had told her all those times?

Brigitte left the lobby and headed to the bar.  Liquid courage was in order, right now.  She and Justin had discussed meeting finally, after over a year of being virtual friends.  It sounded great over the phone, but now that she was here, Brigitte began to wonder if it was such a good idea.

Being a half-hour early, all Brigitte could do was wait...and think.  Her mind wandered back to when she first connected with Justin.  He was funny and intelligent and always made her smile.  At the time, she had a long-term boyfriend, and Justin was single.  They didn't really flirt, they just shared a piece of themselves with one another...a part of them that no one truly understood.  It made them instant friends.

Over time, life changed.  Brigitte's boyfriend moved on to greener pastures and broke her heart.  Though she needed a shoulder to cry on, she couldn't do that to Justin.  He'd just started to date a nice local girl.  Brigitte valued his friendship too much to get in the way of that.  After all, she was a virtual friend...and hundreds of miles away.  Justin needed someone 'real' in his life.  As much as it hurt, she put on a happy face for him.

Sitting at the bar, Brigitte couldn't help but smile as she remembered the night everything changed.  Justin drunk texted her in the middle of the night.  His girl had dumped him and he was crying into a bottle of Jack.  He'd told her that his girlfriend dumped him because there was someone else...for him.  She dialed his number right away.

"She said my heart is on hold.  Whaf da fuck? Gave er the bess monks of ma laf."

"Justin, babe, you are drunk."  Brigitte laughed.

"Brigiiiiiiiiiiiiit.  See sez I was unvelble. Wat see mean?"

"Unavailable?"

"yessssssss."

"God you're funny when you're drunk."   Brigitte reigned in her laugh.  "Look, is she right?  Have you been unavailable to her?"

He didn't answer.

"Justin, wake up."

"Summin else."

"There's someone else?"

"yeeeeeep."

"So, then it's for the best.  Did you tell the other woman?"

"Cannnnnt telllll herrrrr."

"Why not?"

"See wid summon else."

"Oh."

Brigitte's heart broke. She'd really wanted to be that someone else, but she wasn't with anyone else.  He couldn't be talking about her.

"Does she know how you feel?"

"I dun no."

Brigitte wanted to steer the conversation on to more neutral ground...get her emotions under control.  Just as she was about to change the subject, Justin said,  "Do you?"  His voice was crystal clear at that moment.  As if he'd suddenly sobered up.

"Miss?"  A kindly-looking older man was standing beside her.  "Are you Brigitte?"

"Yes.  Yes, I am."

"Then this is for you."  The older man handed her a lily and a card.  Only one person knew her favorite flower was a lily...Justin.

Meet me in Room 820.  
J.

This was it.  She would finally meet Justin, in person.  Her nerves were on edge as she stood among a small crowd in the elevator.  By time she reached the 8th floor, she was alone again.  Alone in her thoughts.  Looking at each door, she found room 820 at the end of the hall.  Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.

The door flew open and Justin stood before her.  Suddenly, she didn't feel nervous anymore.  She was excited.  He stood before her in a dress shirt and jeans.  Everything flew out of her mind as she stepped into his waiting arms and tilted her head. His lips met hers and for the first time in a long time, she felt happy.

All the anticipation of their meeting...all the worry that he wouldn't find her attractive in person...all flew away as easily as their clothes.  Shoes tossed here and there, pieces of clothing left a trail to the bedroom.  Kisses, words, touches...all that they'd been waiting for finally available to them.

Justin laid Brigitte down on the bed, both clad only in their underwear.  Standing over her, his eyes roamed her body and when she went to cover herself, he grabbed her hands, pulling her arms away from her body.

"I don't want you to cover yourself.  I just can't decide where I want to start."

Brigitte let out a relieved sigh and smiled.  She used his hold on her to her advantage and pulled him off-balance, his hard body falling on to hers.  She licked and nipped at his neck then whispered in his ear, "Who says you get to start this?"

Justin chuckled, then groaned as Brigitte bit at the corner of his mouth.

...to be continued.

Hope you enjoyed today's teaser.  Brigitte and Justin's story will be continued in my anthology to be released in time for Valentine's Day.

XOXO

~J~

Fantasy Friday

Welcome to  Fantasy Friday.  If you enjoy today's teaser, please free to share with your friends.  ;-)

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Skye watched Zane as he closed his eyes and strummed the last few notes.  He was a god up there on stage.  When he was in his element, performing in front of others, he looked ecstatic.  Skye couldn't help as her own smile widened.  Zane was amazing.  And, he was all hers.

She skipped the last song and slipped her way backstage. Skye hadn't seen Zane for months and she was hungry for his attention, so she had a plan to surprise him.  They Skyped often and talked over the phone, but tonight, she wanted his hands on her body, his lips tasting her pussy, his cock thrusting deep inside of her.  No phone sex tonight.  She was getting the real deal and her body hummed with excitement.

It seemed like forever before Zane came through the door.  Skye wished she could see the look on his face, but she'd turned out the lights and the room was dark, except for the dim light cast from a small window.  All she could make out was the outline of him standing there.  She carefully made her way over to him, as she heard his hand rubbed against the wall, obviously looking for a light switch.  That wouldn't work since she had loosened all of the light bulbs in the room.  She giggled.  Zane's body froze in place and she could see him scratching his head.  

Slipping behind him, Skye brought her hands up to Zane's shoulders from behind.  He was a good foot taller than her so she had to reach up on her tiptoes.  She ran her hands down his broad back to his waist, then slipped her hands around front.  Her left hand stroked up his chest under his t-shirt, while her right hand traveled down to stroke the front of his jeans. He bucked into her hand as she cupped his crotch and she giggled again.  It was hard to contain her excitement.  It had been months and she wanted to make up for lost time.

"My girlfriend is gonna to be looking for me."  Zane's voice was husky.   "We need to make this fast."

Skye stopped moving her hands as anger washed over her.  What the hell was that supposed to mean?  Was this normal for him?  Skye hadn't told him she would be waiting in his changing room.  Hell, she hadn't even told him that she was driving across the state to see his show.  Who the hell did he think she was, some groupie?  Skye pulled her hands slowly away from his body, but Zane reached back and cupped her ass, bringing her body hard against his.  She didn't want to do this anymore.  She wanted to get away from him.

He wasn't letting her go though.  One hand slipped under the edge of her skirt, lifting it up, while the other hand tugged her thong down.  Despite the awkward positioning, Zane shoved two fingers into her throbbing pussy.  Skye gasped and Zane turned slightly.  His fingers pulled out and wiped her juices on her clit.  Then, just as he would do onstage, he strummed hard and fast; he played her like his beloved Fender.  She writhed against him, her nails digging in to his arms.  She wanted more.  It had been so long since his fingers played her to orgasm.  Moaning, Skye couldn't hold back.  She didn't want to think, she only wanted to feel.  And quickly, an orgasm ripped through her, causing her to stumble back against the door.

Back to the door, panting, Skye was shocked.  She knew it was Zane, and that was all it took for her to release.  But, he didn't know it was her and that hurt her deep down.  Had he been playing with other girls all this time?  Even though they masturbated together, virtually or over the phone, every single night?  The high of her orgasm quickly faded.  A tear slid down her cheek.

Zane turned just then and in the dim lighting, she could see that he had unzipped his pants and his huge cock was standing almost straight up, casting its own shadow.  She licked her lips and then mentally chastised herself for being such a fool.

"On your knees."

"No."  Skye tried to disguise her voice.

"Yes."

Was this what he did?  Her stomach burned with the thought of him and other girls.  "I'm not one of your groupies."  Skye didn't care now, she wanted to leave.

"Now...Skye."

What?  He knew?

She didn't fight anymore.  He knew it was her.  Zane wasn't playing with another girl tonight.  He was playing with her.  She'd pay him back for scaring her, later.  Right now, she wanted to suck his cock, and taste his cum.  She'd missed all of it and she shut her brain off, dropped to her knees and took him in deep.

Zane groaned.  Skye moaned.  

"You are the only groupie I want, Skye.  Now suck me like you mean it and then I am going to fuck you every which way until Sunday."

The fun was only just beginning...

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More to come soon!  I will be publishing an anthology in February where all of my teasers will be expanded upon and wrapped up nicely. This rockin' couple will be there as well.  ;)  

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XOXO

~J~

Fantasy Friday

This Fantasy Friday piece comes to you from my published book, "Lexi's Lessons."  ENJOY!

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“Come on in. Perfect timing.”

Seth came in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. He lingered just an extra second and Lexi could swear he sniffed her.  Not that she minded. She inhaled his spicy scent too.

“Beer?”  Lexi offered and Seth gladly took it.

They chowed down on pizza, each knocking back a few beers a piece.  The movie was horrible, although the story was good.  Lexi figured that they must not have had much of a budget to work with, and said as much to Seth.  Lexi wondered if any big producers would pick it up and remake it.  There was a scene towards the very end that captivated both Lexi and Seth.

The hero had saved the heroine and was making his move on her. He thrust her up against the wall, passionately kissing her.  He carried her off to his bedroom and the heroine gasped.  There, in the hero’s bedroom, was a gigantic four poster bed. Each corner had fur-lined cuffs. On the side table was a blindfold, a tube of lube and a flogger. The hero proceeded to blindfold and bind the heroine.  The woman was enjoying it and her passionate cries at his touch echoed through the small living room.

Lexi watched the scene unfold on screen with interest.  She felt her pussy pulse at every act the hero performed.  When the heroine screamed in orgasm, Lexi felt herself become wet.   Cheeks hot, she was noticeably panting.  Lexi didn’t register Seth’s eyes on her.  When the screen faded to black and the credits rolled, she gulped down the last of the beer.   Only then, did she realize Seth was watching her, a noticeable bulge tenting his khaki shorts.

“Wow.  Um. That was intense.”   Lexi licked her lips as she met Seth’s gaze and her eyes trailed down his body.

“Did that turn you on, Lexi?”  Seth’s voice was husky.  His finger trailed up her bare arm to her shoulder, then down along the collar of her tank top.

“To be honest, Seth, yes.”  Lexi closed her eyes, not wanting to embarrass herself further, and focused on the trail of his fingers.

“Maybe you’d like a little of that too?” 

“Um-hmmm,” Lexi realized her whole body was thrumming, her nipples were hard and aching and her sex throbbed.

Seth trailed his fingers over her nipple, slowly circling it through the cotton material.  He pulled gently at her nipple, then twisted it.  Lexi moaned.  He slid his fingers across to repeat the process to her other breast and again, Lexi moaned.  Seth bent his head down and put his hot, wet mouth over her nipple and suckled it right through her shirt.  Lexi arched her back, pushing her breasts forward.  Seth continued to tease one breast with his hand and suckle the other with his mouth.  He switched repeatedly until both of her breasts throbbed through her soaked shirt.

Lexi’s pussy trembled with every pinch, pull, tug and suckle of her breasts.  She’d heard that some women could orgasm from breast stimulation alone, but until this night, she’d not believed it.  Seth pinched her left nipple and bit her right nipple at the same exact time and Lexi screamed out as the orgasm rushed through her body.

She was a believer now.

“You are so fucking sexy, Lexi.  I can’t believe how responsive you are.”  Seth’s licked along her collarbone and up to her ear, nipping and soothing along the way.

“I…have…never… oh my God.”  Lexi’s words stumbled out of her mouth.

“You are amazing.”  Seth sucked on her neck.  “There is so much more I would love to do with you.  To see how you respond to it all.”

Lexi giggled, her orgasm high fading.  “I think I am going to like being friends with you.”

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~Jayn~