Title: Plans For Tonight Authors: Zealot and Chris Rated : NC 17 FOR SEX ....lmao Disclaimer: all original...but other people have helped me along the way. Summary: Three girls are out at a bar with three guys, things heatup after a few drinks lol. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jenna checked her teeth, smiling at the mirror of the ladies bathroom. "I hate my hair, it never does ANYTHING I want it to!" she heard her friend Kathy say next to her. She laughed at her. Kathy was always the sarcastic one. "Then start telling it to do the opposite of what you want," she said through her slightly drunk giggling. "I think it's smarter than that, Jenna," she said rolling her eyes, giving her 'the look.' "You're probably right," she laughed. "So which one are you taking home tonight? Brad, Patrick or Carl?" "What are you two going on about?" their other compadre, Alison, came up behind them, putting on some of her bright red lipstick. That color only a model could get away with wearing, but for some reason, it fit Alison. She was just one of those people. "Which guy is going home with us tonight, nosy bitch. Gimme some gum," Kathy said jokingly. Allison rolled her eyes and pulled out a stick of gum and handed it to her. "Well, you two can scrabble over whoever, I've got Patrick though," she said a wicked smile playing across her face. "I call Brad!" Jenna yelled and began walking to the door. "You whore," Kathy cried laughing, "FINE I'll take Carl...but just that name...sounds so dorky. I'll have to change it for him." "And we all know you will," Jenna laughed heading out of the bathroom followed by the other two ladies. ***************************************************************** Jenna's Experience The six stumbled out the door of the bar. Brad swung his arm around Jenna and pulled her in close to him. "Hey, baby. I got a plan for tonight that involves you, and me, and my apartment," he whispered closely into her ear. Jenna giggled and whispered back in his ear, "And I have one that involves ditching these guys and taking your car to fulfill that plan." She flicked her tongue over his ear quickly, then kissed right below it. He let out a little bit of a growl and whipped her around and picked her up. Jenna laughed and wrapped her legs around his waist. She put her arms around his shoulders and pulled tightly to him, pressing herself against him in all the right places. They stumbled through the parking lot to his car that way, the others anywhere, Jenna didn't know or care about anything but the fun she was going to have with her new catch. He set her down in front of his car, a red Mustang Convertible. She leaned back against the hood, running her fingertips over the smooth shiny paint under the moonlight. 'Perfect,' she thought smiling to herself. Brad pulled her up higher on the hood, crushing her mouth with a defining kiss. His hands found their way over her curves, squeezing her into him. She pulled him closer to her with her ankles, rubbing her legs slowly over his ass as her hands roamed over his broad, muscular shoulders. He slid his hand down her thigh until he hit the bend of her knee and pulled her leg up higher on his hip. "Mmmm, I can't wait to get you home," he moaned into her neck as he planted one last kiss on her. "Then let's go," she gave him one last devilish look before hopping off of the hood, her body brushed against his as she did and she stepped around to the side. They hopped into the car, pulled out of the parking space and drove towards his apartment. Jenna was practically sitting on his lap, the wind blowing through her hair from the convertible top being down. The moon was the only light that kept them visible to one another. She put her hand on his knee, trailing it up the inside of his thigh, resting it just beside his groin. A grunt escaped his lips and he gave her a testy look. "Don't make me pull over this car." She laughed and moved her hand closer, "And what if I do?" She leaned over and captured his mouth with her lips. Attempting to keep his eyes to the road, which wasn't really working very well, considering he was also a little tipsy. She pulled away so he could get back into his lane, and to see what he would do. She kept her breath close to his ear. He looked over at her smiling, "You're trying to make me have a wreck." "If that's what YOU call it," she laughed. She moved her hand over his groin, massaging the ever growing organ. She watched Brad's eyes roll back slightly and he let out a swift grunt. He felt his pants tightening around his middle, the pleasurable agony building between his legs. She slowly lowered the zipper of his jeans. He looked at her hand and watched her unzipping them. He then looked back up at her, her devilish smile. Her eyes had darkened with drunken desire, as he was sure his had. "We'll be home in five minutes, and I don't want a mess in my car," he said sarcastically, his voice was low and guttural. "Just consider this the appetizer, Hun," she said lowly in his ear. She licked it his ear swiftly, sending a brief shiver up his back. She kissed heavily on his neck, as her hand slipped into his pants, rubbing over his steadily growing erection. His hands held a death grip on the steering wheel, as he tried to focus on the road. He sped down the street of his neighbor hood and parked in front of the apartment complex. Just as if she had sensed that he was about to lose it, she stopped all together. He took a deep breath and tried to recompose himself before they stepped out of the car. They stepped out of the car and Brad grabbed Jenna by the waist and pulled her close to him as they walked, "Is this your attempt on hiding that steel rod in your pants or is it because you forgot to zip your fly?" she whispered back to him. Burying a kiss in her neck he mumbled, "Both," and pressed himself against her. "You might also want to hide that enormous hickey I left on your neck," she said teasingly as the walked through the rotating doors. They walked as quickly as they could to the elevator, and Jenna pressed the button for "Up." Brad crossed his arms over her shoulders, kissing her behind her ear. She gasped a little at the sensation. When the elevator doors opened to reveal it empty, Brad was grateful, 'Time for paybacks,' he thought to himself with a grin. They stepped in, Brad pushed the number 41, for the forty-first floor. The doors shut and the elevator began to creep upwards. Never had he been so glad that it was the slower elevator in the building. He turned to Jenna who was at the back corner of the elevator, and moved to her. She grinned and curled her pointer finger to motion him over. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders and kissed him passionately. He slipped his tongue over her lips, dueling hers. His hand roamed over her ass, lifting her thigh up to his body. He pushed her short black dress up, and let his hand travel underneath it. He pressed his thumb over her center, it felt like something had pleasantly struck her nerve endings. She could feel it throughout her body. She moaned lightly and pressed in closer to him. She pulled her mouth from his and let her head tilt back as she arched her back slightly. He planted his lips on her exposed neck, and began moving his thumb in circles over her pantie-covered clit. He scraped his teeth lightly over her neck, sealing them with a light flick of his tongue before using his other arm to pull her head up to his so that he was staring into her dark brown eyes. Both were breathing hard, sweat glistened on his forehead as he heat seemed to radiate off of her. They stared each other down seductively as he continued to tease her......and then the elevator stopped. She dropped her leg and quickly straightened her dress, fluffing back her dark brown hair. Brad ran a hand through his slightly dampened hair, and when the door opened he took her hand and walked her out to the hallway towards his room. Brad opened the door to his apartment hurriedly, and let Jenna walk in. He followed her and shut the door quietly. She looked around, it was a pretty good size, not big but not small. "Want anything to drink?" he asked walking behind her. She pivoted on one foot to face him and gave a sly smile, "Yeah..." He returned a devilish smile back at her and inched towards her until he was directly in front of her and then he stopped. "What's that?" he asked, his voice low. "You," and with that he pressed her into the wall, knocking a picture off of the wall. He buried his face between her breasts, and pulled her up off of the floor and pinned her against the wall. She gasped and let out a slight squeak before hooking her ankles behind his back, pulling him in closer. He pulled her away from the wall and carried her through the apartment and into the bedroom. He laid her diagonal on his bed. He pulled his shirt off, revealing a muscular chest, heavenly abs, and a happy trail to kill for. She sat up and pulled her dress over her head and tossed it to the side along with his shirt. She then reached up and began unfastening his pants hurriedly. She yanked them down past his hips and let them slide the rest of the way down his muscular thighs and legs. At that time she kicked off her pumps. He kicked the jeans aside, as well as his shoes, then leaned down and kissed her, cupping her face. As he did so, she reached up and pulled down his boxers slowly. He stood back up as she exposed his erection. He watched her reaction to it, she seemed intent on what she was doing. Her fingernails glided down his thighs along with his boxers. She slid her hands back up his thighs and cupped him gently. She scooted to the corner of the mattress, he stood between her legs. She gave him a last look up as if saying, "All right, here we go," like when you're about to ride a rollercoaster, and you're strapped in...you know there is no turning back now. She devoured him, and his eyes clenched shut, it took all he had to keep from losing his composure right then and there and losing it in her immediately. She held one hand down at the base of his dick, and held the other hand on his hip, as she swirled her mouth over him. She worked her way down little by little, taking more and more of him into her mouth. Brad ran his fingers through her hair softly, pulling her hair out of her face. She gulped around him and he groaned, clenching her hair for a moment before continuing his route. His hips swayed back and forth towards her. She jutted her tongue back and forth in and out of her mouth over his hardened member, occasionally sweeping over his balls. Occasional grunts and curses were heard from Brad who quickened the pace of his swaying hips. She pulled away suddenly, his cock at a near ninety degree angle. She stood on her knees on the mattress up to him, she leaned over and kissed his nipples up to his ear, a sensation that was driving him mad. He put his arms out and held his hands on her hips, massaging his fingers into anything he could reach. When her lips reached his ear, he turned his head into her shiny brown hair, taking in a deep breath of her sweet scent. "Don't you wish you'd pulled over?" His teeth gritted a little and he pushed her back onto the bed. He growled a little and crawled like a lion to her. She smiled and laid back as he crawled up over her. He bowed his head and kissed the tops of her breast, nipping at it teasingly. She played her fingers through is short blonde hair, his lustful green eyes looking up at her. He ran his tongue teasingly between her breasts and down her stomach until he reached the lace of her powder blue panties. He pulled up and stared at them a moment, "This presents a problem doesn't it?" he asked sarcastically looking up at her. She giggled, "I think so, perhaps they need to be removed?" With that he stood up and slipped her panties down her silky legs and tossed them aside. He grabbed her thighs and jerked her to the edge of the bed. He bent down and planted a deep kiss on her lips. As he kissed her, their tongues dueling raggedly, his fingers entered her slowly. She moaned, bucking under him and he pumped them into her, wriggling them occasionally. He pulled away from her swollen lips and knelt down between her legs. He lifted her thighs up onto his shoulders. He slowly kissed her inner thigh, blowing casually on the moist skin between her legs. He slowly ran his tongue over her slit. She moaned at the sensations running through her. He began to dig his tongue into her, going faster and harder, sucking and pulling on her clit. His hands gripped her breasts, massaging them roughly. Her entire body shook, as his tongue entered her and pumped into her slowly. He watched her jerk and cry out as he twisted his tongue inside of her. Her hips jerked up into him with every flick of his tongue. She could feel it throughout her body like claps of thunder rolling over every nerve. "Oh God, Brad!" she cried as she felt her orgasm building and building until she was finally put over the edge. Her entire body straightened and stiffened, his hands on her breasts holding her upper body down. He sucked her clitoris into his mouth holding until she came down. When she seemed to slow her breathing, he kissed down her inner thigh before dropping them off of his shoulders. Jenna leaned up shakily on her elbows and scooted back until her shoulders were on the pillows of his bed. Brad crawled towards her slowly, giving small butterfly kisses on her stomach. He climbed on top of her and she sat up. He rested his hands on her shoulders and slipped down the straps of her bra, the cups still concealing what he wanted to see. He reached behind her, kissing her cheek as he un- buckled her bra. He brought it around and tossed it away. Jenna leaned forward and began kissing his chest, taking on of his hardened nipples between her lips and suckling them generously. Her mouth traveled over his chest, dragging her bottom lip over his smooth, muscled skin. He pulled back slightly and leaned forward, tilting his head and kissed her. He rolled over and she followed him, mounting him. He laid back placing a hand on each breast and massaging them. She held her hands over his as she moaned in pleasure. He reared his hips down into the mattress and slowly moved them up, entering her. She gasped at the sensation, her back went rigid and he pushed in deeper, holding at the hilt. Her back arched and she placed her hands behind her on his knees as she slowly rocked back and forth above him. His hands lowered to her sides, his thumbs brushing the tender underside of her breasts, pulling her body down into him. He groaned hoarsely as she began to slowly rock her hips into him. She sat back up straight, gripping his hands, which were gripping her sides and pushing down her against his cock. She rode him harder as time progressed, louder moans escaping both of their throats. The pressure inside of him was building rapidly as he continued to thrust up into her. She felt her insides contracting against her will and without her control. Instead she went with it and continued to roll her hips against his dick. She cried out as she approached a second climax, a burn within her continued to grow until finally she felt an explosion of wave after wave of unmeasurable pleasure. At the sensation of her contracting around his cock he shot his load into her crying out several times, raspy breathes in between. He continued pumping into her, slowing down considerably as she collapsed against his chest. A heavy sigh escaped both of them as they tried to gain enough of themselves back to speak. "Damn good for a first date," she said still slightly out of breath. "Yeah, I don't think I've had better," he laughed. "Damn straight," she laughed. She rolled off of him and walked towards the door. "Hey, where you goin?" he said sitting up. "Shower," she called as she exited the room. "Well, hang on, I'll join you," he yelled with a chuckle. "Better hurry your ass up then!" she called back. He laughed and climbed out of bed, and strolled after her.