"Tonight I feel like having sex" thought Sakura, sure yesterday she had a great night with Syaoran but they were nothing official and as far as she was concerned, she wasn't the only girl he was getting inside these days, she might as well do the same. She had received a message in her phone; there was a party tonight at Chiharu's and everybody was going. The houses of the two girls weren't far so she didn't need any transportation, she could go walking. So Sakura looked at herself in the mirror and was satisfied with what she saw. She wore a white strapless shirt and a mini skirt that barely covered her ass and she wore no panties, she thought not even prostitutes wore the way she did but she didn't care, it was already eleven thirty and she needed to have a little bit of fun before her father and brother return from the trip, having the house to herself could be pretty boring.
Another text message arrived, she looked at her cell and it said "Sak, help ! mother ordered the bodyguard to not let me out of sight, what do I do?" oh the burdens of being rich and wealthy Sakura thought. Oh well, "Invite him in the house, we'll do something" she answered. Not a minute longer she sent the message, she heard a car approaching her house, she looked out her window and she was, Tomoyo and her bodyguard, yes only one bodyguard because after much arguing she had come to a deal with her mother. Sakura checked herself one last time in the mirror and put on her black high heels, god did she looked hot. She went down and opened the door to let them in, Tomoyo was dressed casually, of course, she was going to borrow some of Sakura's clothes, she couldn't be seen leaving her house in a way similar to Sakura's.
Tomoyo knew her way around her house so she went up the stairs to Sakura's room while the bodyguard sat on her couch, he looked a little lost "Don't worry, my room is on the second floor and there are no trees near so she's not escaping anytime soon" said the auburn haired hottie. The bodyguard was a handsome guy, well built, nice tan, tall, dark brown hair and big, I mean not big as in so big it was nasty but big, he must be one to give very tight hugs she thought. She also couldn't but look at his hands, they looked rough, like they are used to work. Sure Tomoyo wouldn't mind borrowing him to her for a while now would she?
"Please let him be strait" Sakura thought and sure he was, by the way he looked up and down her long legs. She could already feel hot down there from just thinking of what could happen. She went to the kitchen to fill two glasses of water, plastic glasses, she filled them and returned to the living room, walking to the couch and sitting next to the man. She put one cup on the little coffee table in front and she was giving him his glass and when he reached for it, she dropped it quickly, letting the water soak his pants. She made a surprised face and said "Oh I am so sorry, let me dry them for you!" Sakura put one hand on his belt and stiffen immediately as she felt his hand grab hers and pull it away. She looked up and saw that he was very serious and she began to worry, maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. In a low voice, he said "Make it quick, the miss is waiting" and with that he undid his pants himself handing them to Sakura and sitting back again in the couch with his legs a little opened and this time, he smiled a little. This gave Sakura renewed courage, she took the pants, stood up and without even planning it, hit the other glass so the water splattered in the small table. It was a perfect opportunity and she took it, she bent down and put his pants on the table, with her ass almost in his face and pretended to soak the water with the pants, she was going to dry them anyways. In the process she opened her legs a little, she began moving forward and backwards, soaking the water and enjoying the sound of the man's quick breathing. She could feel the breath approaching her from behind until it was right in her bottom. "I guess the miss can wait a little longer" was all he said and she could feel those rough hands on her lower lips opening her and oh, that tongue, that warm, wet muscle licking her in the inserting itself inside her, she had to grab the edge of the table not to scream. She had a little sweat dripping down her face and she sure as hell was hot, almost burning with desire. There in the living room, there was a rather big mirror in the wall in front of her, she could herself and this made her even hotter. The guy then grabbed her and sat her in his legs, her back against his chest and her opening above his already hard member inside his boxers. The hardness made her wet with pleasure as she inevitably ground herself into his member stealing a groan from him. She looked at the mirror, his hand snaking inside her shirt and unclasping her strapless bra, then the snaked to her left breast, she could feel his hands squeezing her breast, one and then the other, until both nipples were hard and evident though the white fabric. She could feel his other hand n her thighs and she lifted her skirt up, she wanted to see the moment they entered her and they did, two snaked their way into her opening, teasing her by stroking his fingers up and down her slit. She couldn't take it anymore and grabbed his hand, inserting two fingers easily and she closed her eyes, she threw her head back and savored the moment. Her other hand occupied one of her breasts and she looked, she looked as he plunged his fingers into her again and again making her scream before she came, all of her juices dripping from her. She watched as he licked his fingers slowly, eating all trace of her juices. He then began kissing her neck, biting a little and sucking gently, each time he bit, he squeezed both her breast and when he sucked, he massaged a little with his hand, drawing circles around the nipple. She could feel heat between her legs, but it wasn't only from her, it was more from him, her juices had dripped onto him, soaking his boxers, she ground herself against him hard, almost making him penetrate her through the fabric. He growled, loud and threw her on the carpet, stripped his boxers and thrusted into her, she wrapped her legs around his waist and wrapped her arms around his neck while he put one arm under her holding her and the other holding one of her legs. And now he pounded, he pounded hard and fast at once, savagely, no kisses were exchanged, no sweet demonstrations, no nothing, just pure madness pounding into her again and again, each thrust harder and faster, making her scream in sheer pleasure. It felt like forever having him driving himself into her but she loved it, this was what she needed, sweat in both bodies, the sound of her juices every time he buried himself deep into her, she was coming, she felt the warmth in her stomach and she waves of pleasure, she couldn't hold it anymore and she let it come and she screamed, letting energy slip from her. But he wasn't done, he hasn't come yet but he was about to, looking at her come made him penetrate her desperately fast, feeling himself come, with one final hard thrust he groaned and spread himself inside her, he didn't even had energy to lift himself up as he fell onto her, careful not to crush her. That had been amazing, she wanted this, no she loved this!. She could do it every night, it was pure sex, pure lust that led her to pleasure beyond imagination.
They heard noises near them and turned their eyes to see a sweaty Tomoyo panting hard and then, a purple dildo slipped from her, juices around the floor and a camera, Tomoyo had vide taped it all. Oh boy was she going to enjoy watching it.