Ringing In 2015 - Blake and Ben (Part 13, 2 of 2) - Sex Stories

Ringing In 2015 - Blake and Ben (Part 13, 2 of 2)

... nuzzle the side of my head into Nyx's neck again. He immediately brings his arm up and places his hand on the back of my head, to keep my head where it's at. He then, pushes even harder into my crotch. "Fuck," I breathe into his ear... Nyx His breath is hot on my neck as I sway my hips against him, his definite surprise against my ass propelling me forward. I grab his other hand and wrap it around my stomach, fingers interlocking. This isn't my music, not my style at all, but with Blake it's perfect! Caden would never be caught dancing to this kind of music. My baby is stuck in that Florida vibe, California body with a southern charm. If he had it his way we'd be swirlin' to Josh Turner, "Baby, lock the door and turn the lights down low." In one swift motion I swipe Blake's signature hat off his head and pull it down over my own. He laughs in my ear, and I laugh back at him. The music continues, and I start to block out the words, the beat of it pumping in my veins just as Blake said to do. He presses into me as we dance, and I take a deep breath, make sure he and I are with our backs turned to the kitchen where Ben and Caden await our return, no doubt Caden watching. My boy must be jealous. I'm not quite sure who the fuck is singing, but I'm starting to dig the song. I grind my ass back on Little Blake and Blake makes a noise in my ear that totally turns me on. I giggle again as I reach up, brush my fingers against his cheek, teeth clamping down on my ring. He's ...

... determined, I can tell now, to give me a good time. He'll be happy that I'm finally having one, here with him, and I send off a silent "thank you" to the stars, and to my Savior, for my free pass, even though sex isn't on the menu. "Blake," I say his name loud enough where he can hear it. "You should control him." He laughs and tightens his arm around me as my hips sway against him. "Why would I do that?" I suddenly have an urge to listen to the lyrics, and a line cuts across the speakers, "I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited!" I don't know what the fuck that means but I guide Blake's hand down my stomach, opening his fingers so his palm glides down beneath mine. Together he and I wrap our fingers around my groin carefully, and we adjust Little Nyx so my cock can hide down the leg of my jeans. And I'm not surprised that I immediately roar like fire, hotter than I was a mere second before. I release his hand, and for a moment he replaces it back on my stomach. "Just returning the favor!" I practically yell over the music. I hope this song never ends. Blake I can tell my mission has been accomplished - Nyx seems to be having a good time. And he's not the only one. I don't want this night to end. Suddenly, I get a sour feeling in the pit of my stomach. I've spent the entire night with Nyx. I hope Ben isn't upset with me. Hopefully Caden is keeping him company. Otherwise, I'll feel like absolute shit. I glance over my shoulder and spot Ben and Caden in the kitchen. Ben is busting up ...