All rights go to Big Time Rush, and this story was inspired by Usher - Trading Places


You were at dinner with Kendall. It was a fancy italian restaurant, normally neither of you cared about how fancy a place was, just that there was good food. But tonight it was different.

His green eyes sparkled in the candlelight, whilst a waiter came and asked for your orders. You both quickly glanced at the menu and ordered some pasta dish. Both of you didn't care what you ordered as Kendall just came back from his 4 month-long tour, and you had been getting hornier and hornier as they days went past.


FLASHBACK TO EARLIER THAT DAY:

You were waiting at kendalls place for him. Just sitting on the sofa reading a magazine on his table. You wore his white tank top, denim shorts and some pumps. You didn't bother trying to dress up now, you could wait to wear his favourite little black dress for dinner.

Your ears prick at hearing the sound of keys in the lock at the front door. You weren't sure what to do as it was a surprise you were here, but luckily you knew where his spare keys were. He entered through the door, throwing his duffel bag next to the house plant and picking up the large pile of letters on the side table next to the door. He filed through the letters until he looked up and saw you smirking at stood up, smoothed down your clothes, and slowly walked over to him. You put the letters back on the table, and forced him against the wall. You stood there at 5'10", almost at eye level with him, and seductively whispered in his ear, "Hi.".

You kissed him with a closed mouth, and had one arm wrapped around his neck, and the other hand slowly running down over his shoulder, down his back, and squeezing his arse. He gasped in shock, breaking from the kiss, but then just smiled, raising one of his eyebrows. You started kissing his jaw, neck and placing your kisses further south. You could feel him getting harder as you went down, and made sure to rub your breasts over his fly before opening up the zip and releasing his manhood.

You pumped him a couple of times to make sure he was good and ready, before dropping to your knees and licking the underside of his penis from base to shaft. Then licking your lips wet, you placed you lips just on the head of his penis, and licked in a circle around him. Going further with you mouth you started sucking, and placed one hand around the rest of his penis where your mouth couldn't go. Another hand went to cradle his balls as you cradled them for a bit, and then put it to his penis. You started off slow, sucking him, and then went fast for 4 times. You liked to mix up your techniques, and started sucking his balls for a while, whilst your hands continued to pump him up and down. You looked up and just saw him in absolute bliss, with a dazed look on his face, a mix of having a blow job and a lack of sleep from tour, with his eyes closed in bliss. He started groaning, loudly whispering, "I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come".

You could feel his juices come down your throat at such a force, and saw his knees almost buckle, but thankfully his hands were wrapped in your soft brown hair, as you were sucking him off.

You stood up, wiped your mouth clean and leaned in, "Tonight I'm going to treat you to dinner. I'll pick you at 7."

LATER ON IN THE DAY:

After getting back to yours you sent him a mysterious text:

Wear something smart. Something which I can rip off with my teeth.


Now here you were, at dinner. You came and picked him up from his place. He came down through the double doors of his building in a black suit, white shirt, and a grey skinny tie. He had his hair pulled to the side, making him look like a blonde version of anthony perkins in the film Phsyco. You opened the car door for him, but being the gentleman that he is, he opened the driver's door for you. You accepted and sat in the driver's seat before he quickly ran over to the other side and sat in shotgun.

On the 20 minute drive to the restaurant, Kendall turned and asked you, "So how come you're treating me tonight?". You smirked at how he didn't bother asking about the "welcome home blow job", or the text. And replied, "You've been home for far too long, and I thought tonight you deserved a treat. So tonight Schmidt, I'm going to treat you. I'm going to pay for dinner, and then we're going back to mine." Kendall could only look at you with a amusement and say, "huh, okay".

Back at the restaurant:

Deciding to tease him a bit, you put your elbows together underneath your breasts as to pull your dress down a little and show off more of your cleavage. The move was discreet, but you could still see kendall taking quick peeks at your cleavage as he told you tales of his tour. After the waiter took your orders, you decided to move your chair even closer to him, even though you were sitting adjacent to each other. Placing your arm around the back of his chair, leaning into each other, so Kendall could smell your perfume. You weren't facing each other, instead you had you lips near his ear, and Kendall was leaning down, looking directly down your dress. You whispered into his ear, " When we get home, I want you. I want you to pin me against the front door and kiss me until I'm out of breath. Then, I want you to pick me up, so I wrap my legs around your waist and take me to the couch. There I want you to lay me down and using your teeth remove my underwear. I want you to pull up my dress and go down on me until I come. Afterwards, I want you to pull me back up and take me to the bedroom. And going behind me, you're going to pull down the zipper of my dress to see I'm not wearing a bra, and only heels. Then you're going to lie on your back on the bed, undoing your tie. And I would continue and tell you what I'm going to do to you next, but the old couple next to us can sense something is going on here. That and it doesn't help that you keep staring at my tits.

Sitting back up straight, Kendall closed his mouth, which was originally open from the shock of how forward you were. But tonight you wanted to be forward. You loved Kendall, and you always had fun. He knew how to take care of you, but for once you wanted to return the favour.


On the drive home, Kendall also decided to have a little fun. He placed one hand just below the middle of your thigh. He moved his fingers in circles there, before slowly taking his index finger and moving it slowly up and down your freshly waxed thighs, (it wasn't the only place you were freshly waxed). He did this a couple of times, making you even more wet, and just when you thought he was about to shift you underwear and finger you, he quickly removed his hands and announced, "Shall I turn on the radio? Lets see what music is playing. Maybe I should fiddle with the knobs, until I get the radio station just right." You could see exactly what he was doing with the innuendos, and it wasn't helping with the tension you had going on in your pants.

After 10 more agonising minutes, with you having to rub your thighs together to get some kind of friction, even though it didn't help. You pulled into the driveway of your house and got out of the car. You were going to open up the door for him, but he got out of the car before you could leave.

The tension between the two of you was crazy, you both knew exactly what was going to happen, but you both acted innocent. You could feel those green eyes checking you out as you took his hand and lead him to the front door. But before you opened the door and still had control, you forced your lips to kendall, grasping the collar of his shirt in your hands, as his hands went and grasped your arse. Before breaking away for breath, and then getting out your keys.

Once you got in the house, it was exactly as you had instructed him earlier. He pinned me to the front door, one hand holding my wrists above my head, the other wrapped around my waist, pushing my body even more to his. I started to rub against his now quite obvious hard-on, only making me wetter and wetter. He then started kissing my neck and into my cleavage, the tingling only shooting straight into my groin and nipples. Next, he moved both his hands down over my arse, forcing me to wrap my legs round his, raising the hem of my dress further up my thighs. He could already feel the heat from my groin, and said with a smirk, "wet already?". Raising one of his eyebrows at what he had already accomplished. I shut him up, by shoving my tongue down his throat, feeling around his mouth. And then removing my tongue, I took his lower lip, and started sucking and pulling on it. Knowing it would only increase his hard on. Before I knew it, he sat down on the couch, and dropped me as well. He leaned over, keeping my legs wrapped round him, and started kissing me again. It wasn't going as I imagined, and for once I had to push his head, which was now kissing my neck, further down, so his lips could be where I wanted. Smirking at how desperate I was, he then lifted both my ankles to his neck, he raised my dress even higher, before placing light kisses on my ankles, up my calves, and along my slim thighs. All this teasing wasn't helping, and I kept trying to raise my hips to meet his lips, but he just smiled at my frustration. Then seeing how frustrated I was getting, he then took his teeth and bit the band of my black lacy underwear, pulling it down my legs, and letting it fly across the room when it was at my feet. Before I could even realise, he licked my clit, making me arch my back and gasp at the surge of pleasure shooting through me. Before I could even get used to it, he the shoved two fingers into me, his toungue slowly working circles round my clit, his other hand rubbing circles on my inner thigh. With his two fingers, he started hitting that G-spot, making me close my eyes in pure bliss, as I saw stars. His tongue slowly started licking up and down my clit, his nose rubbing against my slick folds. Kendall then sat up, his lust filled eyes watching me writhe round in pure pleasure, and with his thumb he kept rubbing my clit, and with his other hand he moved his hands towards my breasts. He popped my breasts out of the black dress, rubbing circles around my nipples, before taking them into his mouth and swirling his tongue round them. God knows, how he managed to work all my pleasure points, but I was glad he knew. He then brought his mouth back down to my vagina, his hands now kneading my tingling breasts, whilst I could feel that warming sensation at the bottom of my stomach. As kendall shifting between licking my clit, and shoving his tongue into me, I could the feel the sensation getting stronger, and before I knew it I was coming into his mouth. He had already placed one of his strong fingers back into my vagina, pumping me through my orgasm, as my thighs shaked and toes curled. I don't know if it was the lack of sex for four months, or that I had been sexually charged from the moment I talked to him during dinner about what I want him to do to me, but it was the best orgasm I'd ever had.

Kendall, sitting back upright, pleased at with my orgasm, said "your turn". He scooped me back, but I was already satisfied and wasn't too sensitive to ride him-hey, he just gave me a mind-blowing orgasm, I was too tired to focus on him. But against my refusal, he picked me up and lead me to the guest bedroom, which was on the bottom floor. My room was on the first floor, but kendall was now thinking with his dick, not his head. Once again, he pinned me to the door, but this time his kisses were slow and soft. Last time everything was rushed and lust filled. Now, he kissed my neck, face, behind my ears, every piece of exposed skin his lips could find. Turning you round, he slowly unzipped your dress, making sure his hands stroked the newly exposed skin. Slowly, he dragged his fingers up along your spine, to your shoulders and pushing down the straps of your black dress. Kissing your shoulder, he whispered "do you know why I love kissing your skin? It's soft, like silk, cashmere and satin all rolled in one. Your lips are like a drop of strawberry jam in a glass of milk, you smile lights up any room, and I could drown in the sea of chocolate you call eyes."

Turning you around, he pushed your dress down, leaving you in nothing but heels. This is how he gets to you, not with dirty talk, but by telling you how much he cares for you. Walking backwards, he undid his tie throwing it on the floor. Sitting on the bed he started to undo the buttons of his shirt, his eyes never leaving yours, and then falling back onto the bed, leaning on his elbows. You don't know how, if it was the sparkle in his emerald eyes, or his words, but instead of jumping him like you originally planned, you slowly walked over to him, taking off your heels. You slowly kissed him pushing him back onto the bed, straddling him. Your hands roamed down his toned chest unbuckling his belt, undoing his fly, and pushing your hand down into his boxers. Whilst you started pumping him, kissing his jaw line, Kendall stopped you. He pulled down his trousers, and removed his shirt, so that the both of you were naked on the bed. Once he was hard, you grabbed the base of his penis, to stabilise yourself as you lowered onto him. You started to rock back and forth, your hands free to roam all over his chest, his hands free to grab your arse, or play with your breasts. But instead, sitting himself back up, his knees now bent so they could support your back. You both started rocking together. Your hands now on the bed, by his feet. You both cradled each other as you rocked back and forth on him, the feeling of him inside you a comfort. It had been too long, and the feeling was at first a bit uncomfortable, but soon turned to pleasure. Kendall kept swirling his hips so the tip could keep hitting that magic spot, whilst he moved one of his hands so his fingers could start playing with your engorged clit. The two courses of pleasure made you groan loudly in pleasure, as you started calling out his name, telling him to keep going. And before you knew it you were coming, the feeling spreading from your centre, filling you up slowly like a glass of water under a tap overflowing. You finished out of breath, whilst kendall was still hard inside you moving back and forth with those amazing hips. He kept thrusting, and his movements started becoming irregular, you could feel his penis inside you twitching in the warmth of you. And he came hard, calling your name, falling back onto the pillows out of breath.

Lifting yourself off of him after you finished, you layed down next to him, and without any words you both just looked at each other with the biggest smiles on your face. But you were both tired and would talk in the morning, but for now, after a quick peck on the lips, you both fell asleep, kendall's head resting on you chest, with your hands combing through his hair.