Bella Erotica

“Thanks for dropping me off, guys!” she called out to them.
“Oh, you’re welcome Trisha, honey!”

Groggy and tired, she made her way up to the house, lugging her suitcase behind her. The motion light for the driveway startled her.
God, it felt good to be home, she thought. How long had it been? Three months. It felt more like three years.

She turned the key in the lock but the tumblers didn’t engage. She tried the knob; it was open.
Curiosity and fear mingled in her gut.
She flicked the switch and the kitchen lit up. She found nothing amiss. Dropping her luggage in the corner, she removed her shoes and stretched her arms out. More relaxed now, she grabbed a cigarette and began to make her way out to the patio.

“SURPRISE!!!”

She visibly jumped and stopped mid-stride.
The lights were thrown on to reveal people packed into her living room. Turning around the room she was met with “Welcome Home!” or “Surprise!” from friends and co-workers. Someone shoved a beer into her hand. Another person lit her cigarette.
Still slightly disoriented, she sank into the couch and took a drag.
“What the hell?”
“We decided you needed a Welcome Home party!”
“H–how did you get in here?” she asked, slightly defeated.
“Oh – Pete let us in. I guess he’s got a key.”

She shook her head. Yes, he DID have a key, though throwing parties wasn’t what it was for, she thought as she downed half the beer.
She scanned the room, trying to take in all the people. Thankfully they weren’t pressing her for details of the trip. This wasn’t at all what she had wanted, but it was a nice gesture.

“Hey sexy.”
Jodi lowered herself down, straddling her lap.
“Welcome back. We missed ya.”
Jodi grabbed her smoke and took a drag.

“Well, this is certainly the most forward you’ve been! Not that I mind,” said Trisha.
“Oh,” Jodi said, “We’ve been here for a little while and couldn’t resist breaking into the alcohol. Besides – I know you’ve got the hots for me. I’m a great present, huh?”
Jodi leaned back to reveal the ribbon tied around her waist.
Trisha moved her hand up Jodi’s leg, over her skirt and grabbed onto the ribbon. She pulled her close and whispered into her ear: “Better than you know.”

“Oooohh! Can I join this party?”
Jodi turned to find Mack pressed up against her back, hands on her shoulders.
“Ugh! Girls only, thank you,” spat Jodi as she got up and walked away.

“What’s her deal?” asked Mack.
“Well, I don’t think she likes you all that much.”
“Brought you another beer,” he said, taking her empty one away.
“Damn jet lag – I didn’t even realize I finished that one!”

Mack sat down and put his arm around her. “So, glad to be back?”
“Well,” she sighed, “I haven’t had much time to think about it.”

“Hey – drink this”
She looked up to see Pete thrusting a shot at her.
“YOU!”
She rose to her feet, pointing her finger accusingly at him.
“Eh.” He grabbed her finger and led her out onto the patio.
Trisha laid into him: “What the hell were you thinking! Did you even think about me? That maybe I’d just want to relax and have some time to myself. To adjust?
Pete pushed her against the railing and pinned her there.
“Chill out, psycho. I thought you’d like this. They’re all here for you. Drink up, babe.”
He lifted the shot to her lips. She grabbed it out of his hand and downed it.
Pete cupped her ass with his hand. “So, were those emails all bullshit, or are you gonna put out for me tonight?”
She lifted her leg up and pushed her crotch into him. “You’ll just have to wait and see.”
She set the glass down on the railing and broke free of him, walking back into the house. He watched her ass as she left, thinking about the night of her Going Away party. He looked at his watch. “Two hours, tops.”

The party had migrated to all parts of the house. Trisha grabbed another beer and began wandering. People asking about her trip, if it was good to be home, when she was going back, etc… She answered them dutifully but grudgingly. She really did just want to relax and sort out her thoughts. She made her way upstairs to the bedroom. She felt bad about not being more social, but also felt vindicated. They didn’t ask her if she wanted a party, so fuck ‘em!

Inside the bedroom she didn’t bother with the light. She unzipped her pants and let them fall to the floor. Walking out of them, she stripped off her top and threw that on the floor. She rummaged through her drawer, pulled out a little camisole and tossed it on the bed. She bent over and pulled out a broomstick skirt, tossing it onto the bed.
She hooked her thumbs into the elastic of her thong underwear and pulled them off. Lastly, she unhooked her bra and let her breasts fall free.
“Ahhhh.” She massaged her tits and enjoyed the feeling of release.

”Let me help you with that,” cooed a voice from behind her. Delicate hands gently cupped her breasts and held them firm. Soft lips grazed her neck, sending chills down her spine.
“Jodi – I wondered what took you so long” she breathed.
More hands moved to caress her thighs.
Jodi leaned into her. “Not just me, but Beth too.” Trisha could hear the mischievous grin in her voice.

Beth turned to face her. She trailed her hand up Trisha’s thigh, smoothing her fingers along the place where her lips met her legs.
“You kept waxing while you were gone. Yummy” purred Beth.
Trisha felt like she would melt into a puddle. Beth’s fingers trailed teasingly over her lips while Jodi rubbed and pinched her nipples. She felt the heat rise from her cunt to the rest of her body.

Trisha grabbed the back of Beth’s head and pulled her in, kissing her deep and moaning lightly. Jodi moistened her fingers and began playing with Trisha’s clit. Trisha could feel Jodi’s nipples harden into her back. Beth moved over Trisha’s shoulder and locked Jodi in an embrace while they forced Trisha onto the bed.

“Wha-what about the party?” asked Trisha, sounding nearly defeated.
“Don’t worry about them,” said Jodi. “I’m sure they’ll be up soon enough.”

Beth grabbed Trisha’s arms and held them over her head. She leaned in and dangled her breasts in Trisha’s face. Trisha leaned up and caught one in her mouth, making Beth shiver. She sucked and licked vigorously, while Jodi spread Trisha’s legs apart and began running her tongue over her lips.

“Jodi – you do that so good. Make me come, baby, please!” Trisha pleaded.

Beth giggled. “Who’s the little crybaby? What – you haven’t been able to come without us?” Beth straddled Trisha’s face and rested her pussy on Trisha’s lips.
“You’ve gotta show me just how much you missed us,” she taunted.

Trisha ran her tongue along Beth’s lips, teasing her. Jodi reached a hand up and groped at Trisha’s tits while she sucked her clit. Trisha’s back arched and she began lapping at Beth’s clit instead of just teasing.

The room was alive with the sound of wet pussy kisses; sucking and moaning. Tongues darted in and out of cunts, hands pinched nipples and lips formed hard suction around clits that got harder and harder. Their breath became more and more labored until they started panting.

Jodi smiled – she knew that Trisha was so close. Trisha reached up and grabbed Beth’s tits, pulling down on her body. Beth started whimpering, feeling her climax rise. Jodi looked up, seeing that Beth was going to come, and held down on Trisha’s hips and relentlessly attacked her pussy. Trisha started coming first, groaning and shaking. Beth felt the shaking and let her self come all over Trisha’s face.

“No more! No more!” cried Trisha. Beth and Jodi smiled at each other.
“Welcome home, baby.”

Applause rang out from the doorway. “Bravo!”
All three looked up to find Pete and Mack, their eyes greedy and wanting.
Trisha lifted herself off the bed and grabbed for the clothes she left there.
“It’s not like we haven’t seen you naked before,” mocked Pete.
Trisha huffed. “I assume there are still guests downstairs, right? Not all of them have seen me naked.”
“Not yet, at least,” chided Pete.
Beth and Jodi ran off to the bathroom.

Mack handed Trisha a beer and she sucked greedily. Pete glanced at his watch. “One hour down, one to go.”

Pete walked to the bed and leaned into Trisha’s ear. “Was that good? You looked like you enjoyed it.” The lechery in his voice hung in the air as he laughed, knowing that she hated the thought of him watching without her knowledge.

She pushed past him and headed downstairs. The party was still alive, though the crowd had thinned slightly. “Welcome back” people shouted, though it was tinged with a secret knowing. Did they know what happened upstairs? Did they see it? She could just picture Mack and Pete coordinating peep shows in the bedroom doorway. She blushed slightly.

“There you are!”
She turned to find Sandy and John, arms extended for hugs.
“How was everything? Did you have a good time? We’re so glad that you’re back!”
Trisha returned the hug and answered their questions, grateful for normalcy.
“Oh, here – we brought you something.”
Out came a bottle of peach-flavored Absolut. So much for normalcy, she thought.
As she was thanking them, John ran off to grab glasses.
“Let’s drink to having you back home!” cried Sandy. John placed a large glass in her hand and they downed their shots. She shivered, then licked her lips.
“Yeah! That’s it!” cheered John. Trisha started to wonder if they saw the show upstairs.

“One more, for old time’s sake” pleaded Sandy.
Grudgingly, Trisha obliged. Her resolve was fading.
“Thanks guys, so much, but I have to make sure I see everyone.”

She passed into the den and glanced at the TV. Someone had already turned on porn. The mood in that room was thick. People crowded together on the sofa and chairs, absorbed in the screen. No one noticed her there, staring at the screen. Her pussy started to swell. “Three months” she thought. “Three months without a good fuck.” She lingered just long enough to get turned on, then went out to the patio.

Beth passed a joint to Pete, then glanced up at Trisha.
“Did you want some?” she asked.
Trisha hesitated, “Well…”
“Oh come one, baby. It’s just a joint,” cooed Beth.
A wry grin passed Pete’s lips as he exhaled.
Beth grabbed the joint from him and went over to Trisha.
“Here – I’ll shotgun it to you” she explained eagerly. “Just relax.”
Beth inhaled deeply, then went as if to kiss Trisha. Trisha’s lips parted and Beth exhaled into her mouth. Trisha stepped back and exhaled, coughing lightly.
“See – that wasn’t so bad” giggled Beth. “Oooh – it’s your turn now, Pete. Do Trisha.”
His mouth turned up slightly in a perverted grin. Trisha’s insides turned to butter.

Pete grabbed her firmly on the shoulders and moved her in front of him. He took a long time inhaling, then brushed his lips against hers and blew the smoke into her waiting mouth. Without giving her a chance to exhale, he pulled her body against his and descended upon her mouth in a ferocious kiss.
She came up coughing hard, gasping for air.
“That should almost do it,” he said, looking at his watch. “10 more minutes” he smirked, glancing at Beth.

“I—I’ll be back” muttered Trisha, heading for the house. She found the kitchen and sat at the table. Mack joined her.
“Hey – we’ve got jello shots. Let’s eat!”
Trisha shook her head.
“What – you gonna be a crybaby about this, too? I thought you were my drinking partner!”
Mack took his fingers and pinched off some of the jello. He brought it close to her mouth and gave a playfully sad look.
“C’mon. I’ll even feed you.”
She opened her mouth without realizing what she was really doing. His fingers entered her mouth and she sucked the jello off them. She remembered his fingers from before – slender, but effective. The heat in her pussy returned.
She sucked the last of the sweetness off his fingers. He dug in the cup for more, easing his fingers into her waiting mouth.
“Someone’s getting turned on,” he whispered. “And I don’t think it’s just me.”
He grabbed her hand and placed it on his hard cock. She began massaging the bulge in his pants and sucked hard on his fingers. He stiffened.

Pete and Beth entered the kitchen and sat at the last two chairs. Beth looked at Mack’s strained face, then leaned down and looked under the table. She came up smiling.
“What was that ad? Oh yeah – ‘It doesn’t always take a candle to light up a table.’ J-e-l-l-O!” Beth giggled as she dug into the shots. “I guess all it takes is Trisha.”

Mack leaned over to Trisha and placed a sloppy, excited kiss on her mouth. “Y–you’ve got me real lit up, girl” he stammered.
Pete got up from his chair and moved behind Trisha. He started nibbling lightly on her neck, making her shiver.
Beth crawled under the table and undid Mack’s pants, releasing his dick. She started kissing Trisha’s legs under her skirt, slowly creeping up. Pete’s hands were under Trisha’s shirt, fondling her breasts. She kept stroking Mack’s cock.

“You’re gonna rub him raw if you keep that up” taunted Pete. “How about you try something different?”
He pushed down on her shoulders and forced her head into Mack’s lap. She stared at his raging cock.
“Oh, please Trisha,” begged Mack.
She ran her tongue the length of his shaft. He moaned.
Beth started flicking her tongue over Trisha’s clit, getting her wet and swollen. She squirmed and moved to the edge of the seat.
Pete pushed down further on her shoulders. Mack’s cock slipped into her moist, hot mouth as she almost choked on it. Beth ran her tongue over Trisha’s pussy and sucked at her clit. Trisha let out little whimpering noises.

“That’s good, Beth. You’ve done very well,” praised Pete.
“Oh, but she’s so yummy!” whined Beth.
“You can always go find Jodi” he remarked.
“I think I’ll stay for a bit and watch.”

Pete put an arm around Trisha’s waist and pushed away her chair. She continued sucking Mack’s dick. He lifted up her skirt and eased a finger into her trembling pussy. Her back arched and her ass lifted up higher into the air.

Beth fell to her knees and gently eased Pete’s cock from his pants, letting them fall to his ankles. She licked him, coating his dick with her saliva. He pushed her away and grabbed Trisha’s hips.
Forcefully, he thrust his cock into Trisha’s cunt. Sweet, tight, trembling cunt. Trisha gasped, but Mack forced her back down on his dick.
“Make her eyes water, Mack! Three months is too long!” boomed Pete.

Pete’s turgid cock plunged into her pussy relentlessly while Mack shoved into the back of her throat. She felt stuffed and suffocated. Pete’s balls were slapping against her body, making a noise loud enough to draw the whole house into the room. She couldn’t move or even look around.

Beth clambered under the three of them and pawed at Trisha’s tits. She sucked and pinched them while rubbing her own pussy. Trisha moaned. Pete smacked her ass hard. “Make him come, Trisha!” he demanded. She sucked fiercely on Mack’s cock and felt his balls creep closer to his body.
“That’s right, Trisha. Make him come in your mouth.”

Jodi entered the room silently and buried her face in Beth’s crotch. She ran her tongue all along her pussy and sucked at her clit. Beth tensed up and shivered.

Mack started moaning softly, then got louder and louder. He gripped the sides of the chair as he erupted into Trisha’s tight mouth. Pete smacked her ass again, the sound resounding in the room. “Swallow it all, Trisha!” he bellowed. She swallowed mouthfuls of the warm, salty cream. Mack sat there shivering as she released her grip on his cock.

Pete grabbed a hold of Trisha’s hair and yanked her up, forcing her onto the kitchen table. Beth fell back onto the floor. Trisha sighed; glad to have something to lean on and to have her mouth free.
He yanked her hair back and whispered into her ear: “Does your pussy like that? Is this a good enough fuck to make up for three months?”
Trisha clawed at him behind her. He pinned her against the table so she couldn’t move. Her nails gouged out lines of his flesh as she growled.
“You know you like it, baby. You always said I was your favorite,” he purred into her ear.
He let go of her hair and pulled out. He flipped her over on her back and she saw that almost all her guests had crowded into the kitchen and doorway. The room reeked of sex and anticipation.
She closed her eyes but their greedy faces remained. Pete tore at her shirt and ripped it off. Audible moans filled the room.
“Look what you started, you slut” he cooed darkly.
Opening her eyes, she saw that her guests had started groping and making out with each other. Heavy breathing and moaning filled the air. Every person was engaged in activity with someone else or in groups. Some drifted to other parts of the house and she could hear the echoing sounds of sex.
Pete grabbed her hips and slid her down onto his cock. Her ass hung off the table as he began plunging into her still wet pussy. Over and over he rammed into her, slamming her lower back into the table.
He lifted up her ankles and rested them on his shoulders. Her knees bent, and he forced his way deeper; so deep that she felt him in her throat.
“Ohhh. You dirty bitch!” he growled, leaning close to her ear. He bit hard on her neck and she dug her fingernails into his back, drawing blood.
Without warning, he pulled out his cock and pulled her to her feet.
“Find someplace else,” he demanded.

She found an open spot on the couch next to Beth and Jodi who were finger-fucking each other.
Pete sat down languidly on the couch and purred at Trisha. “Now you’ve gotta show me how much you missed my cock.”
Trisha straddled him and eased his cock into her pussy. This was what she had waited so long for. She rode him slowly and rhythmically, playing with her breasts. Pete sucked and nibbled on her ear as she felt the feeling in her cunt start to grow. She was thrusting hard and faster, hitting her spot over and over. She felt another hand pinching her nipple and found Jodi grabbing her with her free hand, grinning.
Pete began biting down into her neck and shoulder, sending shivers down her back and radiating into her cunt. The feeling rose more and more, closer and closer to orgasm. She fucked him hard, faster and faster while she panted. Close, so fucking close. Sweat trickled down her back.
Just when she thought she couldn’t stand it, Jodi started sucking hard on her nipple and Pete dug his nails painfully into her hip. Trisha arched her back and threw herself into the orgasm with a ferocity that she hadn’t known in months. She felt Pete’s cock erupt into her pussy, which caused her to shake, and kept the orgasm going. She felt herself slamming down onto him like she would break his bones. She heard Jodi and Beth moaning; both of them breaking into orgasm at the sight of her coming on Pete’s cock.

She sat there breathless and defeated, his dick still inside her. Pete lifted her off him and laid her on the couch. Jodi and Beth covered her up as she fell deeply into sleep.

Many hours later she awoke. Everyone was gone and the house appeared as she had left it, so many months ago. Perhaps it had all just been a dream?