Chapter 3
"So, what kind of internet do you have?"
Keyla arched a brow at the nerdy man sitting in front of her with a Super Mario Brothers t-shirt and jeans, black rimmed glasses over his brown eyes and messy hair. "Regular, I guess?" Did it matter what kind she had? Apparently so with this joker.
"I'm a gamer and I need the highest speed internet possible for my World of Warcraft account." He sniffled and wiped his nose with his finger before depositing it on his jeans.
That wasn't gross or anything, Keyla thought, feeling nauseous since this was the first of many interviews. "I just have regular and I'm not changing the 'speed' or whatever." There was no way in hell this idiot was stepping a TOE in her house! "Any other questions?"
"No. I don't think this will work out. Goodbye." He stood up abruptly and walked out of the coffee shop, his drink already paid for.
"Good riddance, jackass." Keyla muttered, crossing his name off the list and sipped more of her coffee while waiting for her next interview. "I'm gonna need a drink after this."
Whipping her cell phone out, Keyla decided to give Lennox a call and see if she wanted to come over for that night to catch up since they hadn't hung out in a while.
"Oh Danny!"
Lennox was in the middle of being thoroughly satisfied from her boyfriend, every thrust he produced inside her receptive body making her tingle. She hadn't expected this to happen, especially when he was preparing for the next CZW show at the gym. For some reason, Danny came home early from working out and he didn't waste time attacking her, claiming she looked irresistible in what she wore. What Lennox didn't realize was, since she didn't have a bra, Danny could clearly see the dark areolas of her breasts through the thin material of the tank top she wore. She had lunch made for him and, instead of eating, Danny swiped the food to the floor before crushing his mouth to hers. His tongue ring caressed against hers, the iron balls clicking together only heightening the intensity of the moment. He broke the kiss, whipped her around to where her abdomen bit into the counter and bit into the side of her neck, grinding against her short covered backside. It didn't take long for Lennox to get the hint on what he wanted, not concerned with the destroyed meals because they both had a different appetite.
"Naughty girl." Danny groaned when he removed her shorts, only to discover she hadn't worn panties either. No panties and no bra, just the way he liked her. "Time to check and see how ready you are for my cock, baby."
"Oh I'm more than ready." She purred out in assurance, bending over spread eagle in front of him and whimpered, the anticipation killing her.
Danny smirked, already knowing that, but he couldn't resist teasing his beautiful woman a little. "Just to be on the safe side, I'm gonna check you anyway." Then he slid two fingers deep inside of her, groaning at how tight her walls clamped around them. "Ohh yeah, wet and ready for me..."
"Like I wouldn't be?" Lennox remarked, shooting him a playful glare over her shoulder and purposely jutted her backside out, wiggling it against his basketball short covered erection. "If you keep playing with me, I'll get off on my own."
Danny growled at her threat and smacked one cheek, shoving his shorts down kicking them to the side. He always went commando, not a fan of boxers, boxer/briefs, underwear or anything constricting. Gripping his pulsating cock, Danny stroked the tip a few times up and down her wet slit, pushing Lennox down to where the top half of her sprawled against the counter. He didn't bother removing her tank top because it was easy access to get to her breasts, even with the offending material. Lennox quivered, gripping the counter and cried out when Danny slammed inside of her out of nowhere, enjoying both pain and pleasure he gave her.
"So fucking hot and wet, goddamn I love fucking your pussy, baby…" Danny groaned, burying his fingers in her purple streaked hair and pulled her up, his fingers delving under the tank top to tweak her nipples. "Tell me how my cock feels deep inside of you, Lennox…"
"Incredible, so fucking good, Danny…" Lennox breathed out, pushing back to meet every thrust he gave her, her backside bouncing off his pelvis as hard and fast as he could. "I love your cock inside of me…It feels like you were especially made for me. Pound me, make me cum all over your dick. I need it!"
He smirked, moving his hands from her breasts down her sides and gripped her hips again, having an idea on how to make her cum buckets full for him. Violet eyes shot open when Lennox felt her feet leave the tiled kitchen floor suddenly and her legs arched around Danny's waist. Her hands gripped the counter tightly while her chest pressed into it, his cock hitting her sweet spot repeatedly. If he kept this up, Lennox would climax in no time and she wanted this to last as long as possible, knowing Danny did too. Lennox was in such a state of ecstasy, she didn't notice the phone ringing until Danny ordered her to answer it.
"W-What?!"
"Answer the phone while I'm fucking you." It was a command, not a request.
Swallowing hard, Lennox reached over and picked up the house phone, pressing the green button holding it to her ear. "H-Hello?"
"That's so fucking hot, baby." Danny murmured in her ear and flicked the lobe with his tongue, increasing the pace of his powerful thrusts. "Go ahead, talk."
Danny was into some of the weirdest and unique things, but this was a first for Lennox. Why he thought she was hot talking on the phone to… "OH hey Key!" Of course it would be Keyla on the other line! She had impeccable timing and Lennox knew Danny wouldn't let her end the call unless Keyla did it first. "What's up?" Lennox tried keeping her voice as steady as possible, keeping the phone away from her mouth because of how heavy her breathing was.
"Stuck at the coffee shop interviewing morons for roommates. This is awful." Keyla muttered, looking up when her second interview of the day came strolling up and held her finger up in a one second gesture. "I was wondering what you were doing tonight."
"Uh nothing, why?" Not that she knew of anyway unless Danny wanted to have an all-day sexual escapade, which they'd done before. "Oh fuck…"
Keyla arched a brow when she heard that. "What's wrong?"
"Stubbed my toe." Lennox said in a rush of words, feeling her eyes drift shut and could feel the hot coil developing within her abdomen. "I-I'm fine, oh fuck that hurts…" So good, she added in thought, hearing Danny's evil chuckle in her ear and gripped the counter tighter. "So you wanna hang out then?"
"If you're not too busy…" Keyla wasn't looking forward to the other 4 interviews she had lined up that day and felt like blowing her head off. "I could really use some girl talk and preferably with alcohol."
"Sounds good. I'll be over around 5." Lennox would pay Danny back for this if it was the last thing she did, not that she wasn't enjoying it. She just hoped Keyla didn't figure out what was really going on through the phone. "I-I need to go ice my toe…" And finish her bout with Danny.
Keyla knew what it was like to stub her toe, a natural-born klutz and so was Lennox. "Sounds good, see you then and wish me luck on the interviews…" She glanced over at the hot pink haired punk rocker looking woman sitting at her table and groaned, not realizing Danny did it at the same time. "I'm gonna need it…"
"Good luck, see you later tonight." Lennox couldn't have been more relieved when the call ended and growled, shooting a glare over her shoulder at a grinning Danny. "You are so bad."
"Bad to the bone, baby." Danny agreed, feeling the tingle in his balls and gripped the sides of her thighs to the point where his own nails dug into her flesh. "Now make that sweet pussy cum all over my cock."
"With pleasure."
"You WHAT?!"
Lennox flushed from the top of her head to the tips of her toes and took a shot of Tequila, their favorite booze. "I did not think he could get any kinkier, but I was SADLY mistaken."
Keyla blinked, wondering if she'd heard her best friend correctly and pretended to clean her ears out with a finger. "So…when I called earlier today while at the coffee shop, you two were…"
"I plead the 5th." Lennox cracked a sheepish smile and poured each of them another shot, both needing it desperately. "He said it was fucking hot to watch me talk on the phone while he fucked me over the counter in the kitchen."
"Wow, and here I thought I'd met the freaks of the day." Keyla muttered, swallowing down a shot and leaned back against the couch, draping her arm across the back of it. "I swear, I'm never going to find two sane people to take over the rooms in this godforsaken place. I might as well start looking for places to move."
Lennox didn't like the sound of that, frowning. "It's only the first day of interviews, woman. You need to give it time. Wait a week and see what happens. Your problem is you have no patience."
"Right because I hate waiting around. I hate not being in control of the situation. If I get one more 'final notice', I'm gonna burn the fucking place down and hopefully get away with collecting from the insurance company." Then Keyla started laughing, slapping her jean covered thigh. "Oh wait! I don't have insurance on this place because I can't afford it!"
"Just give it a little more time. Tell you what, I'll ask around Danny's friends and see if anyone is looking for a room to rent. Preferably no bad freaks since you're best friends with a good one." Lennox winked, both girls laughing and she nudged Keyla, draping an arm around her shoulders. "Don't worry, girl, we'll figure it out, even if Danny and I have to move in with you."
Keyla shook her head instantly. "No, I'm not THAT desperate yet." They took another shot while music played from the stereo in the corner of the living room. "Enough about the roommate shit, tell me more about what kind of freak you are in the bedroom. Maybe you can give me some tips since I can't seem to keep a man in my bed for more than a night."
"First of all, it's called sadomasochism." Lennox said informatively, crossing one leg over the other and laughed at the confusion crossing Keyla's face. "Basically, it's sex that includes both pain and pleasure along with some Dom and Sub shit, depending on what you're into. It's also called BDSM. Bondage, Discipline, Sadomasochism and Masochism."
"BDSM? Dom and Sub?" Now Keyla was intrigued, scratching her head slightly. "Do I dare ask what that is?"
Lennox laughed, wondering how she could explain this without mortifying Keyla or making her friend think Danny was abusing her. "Basically, a Dom is the 'Master' or whatever he wants to call you. You do anything he/she is asked. It also involves role-playing among other things I'm not gonna get into tonight. And there's some WEIRD shit people will do for pleasure, things I won't even go NEAR and Danny knows it."
"Such as?"
Thinking it over, Lennox suddenly thought of the perfect example off the top of her head. "Fisting. Both anal and vaginal."
Keyla nearly choked on the shot of Tequila she'd taken, amber eyes wide as saucers. "A-Are you – I'm sorry – WHAT? People actually…"
"Yeah, Danny knows a few of the guys in CZW who enjoy doing that type of shit. How a woman can stand a man's fist sliding into her asshole is beyond me. Danny wouldn't even do that because he's afraid of hurting me with the kinky shit we do as it is." Lennox had more than likely put images into Keyla's mind that would give her nightmares that night, but she wouldn't hide the truth from her friend either.
It took her a few minutes to get past the 'fisting' conversation before Keyla spoke again. "So…what exactly constitutes to you as 'kinky'?"
"Handcuffs. I LOVE being cuffed to the bed or cuffing Danny and both of us torturing each other. Not to the point of pain, though there is some of it. But it's all in good fun and he's never hurt me to the point where I told him to stop." Lennox looked at her phone and smiled at the text message Danny sent her, showing it to Keyla. "He can be a real sweetheart when he wants to be too."
I hope I didn't hurt you today and you're having fun with Key. Love you.
Keyla smiled, handing the phone back to Lennox and wasn't worried about Danny hurting her best friend. "Yeah he is, for a smelly wrestler who enjoys inflicting pain on others." There was no malice in her tone. "So what else?"
"Bondage, blindfolds, sex toys like whips and feathers, chains, vibrators, food and even candlewax. It's all erotic for the most part. You have no idea how hot it is to play with his eye and nipple piercing. Tugging them with my teeth and hearing him hiss out in both pain and pleasure…" Lennox had to take another shot and turned the fan toward them to cool off, clearing her throat. "I don't do spanking though. He can slap me on my ass once or twice, but not full-out spanking. That's one of my rules. I want to be fucked and enjoy myself with my man, not be treated like a child."
"Right." Keyla agreed, wondering how they used whips against each other without being hurt and immediately pushed that question out of her mind. There were just some things best friends didn't need to know about each other, especially their sex lives. "Well, as long as you enjoy Danny and anything he does to you, that's all that matters. But fisting…"
Lennox cringed at the word and shook her head. "New topic now. So what can I do to help with the roommate situation?" She'd had enough talk about BDSM and S&M, wanting to focus on Keyla's current problem.
Keyla couldn't have been happier for the change in topic and shrugged, looking down at her shot glass. "Maybe it's hopeless, but you're right. I do need to give it more time."
Suddenly, Lennox remembered Danny mentioning something about his friends looking for a new place to live, not believing she let it slip her mind until now. "You know what? I think I might have two people looking for a place to live. Their name is Jon and Sami." She didn't bother mentioning last names. "They're wrestlers, mind you, and work with Danny in CZW. Great guys, I can personally vouch for them."
"Why are they looking for a place? Don't they have one already?" Keyla could feel the Tequila working its magic and the buzz was incredibly strong.
Lennox felt the same way. "Something about living in a shithole apartment building falling apart and the landlord is a scumbag who refuses to fix it. Hey, you can at least meet them and see how it goes. I know you're not fond of wrestlers…"
"That doesn't bother me. What they do with their lives and bodies is their business." Keyla didn't see the harm in meeting with Danny's friends – Jon and Sami – and seeing what they were like. "Hell, maybe this will be a match made in heaven." Or hell, she added in thought, not realizing they'd already killed off a bottle of Tequila and Lennox was popping the second one open.
She'd have one hell of a hangover in the morning, but all Keyla could think about was finding roommates to share the burden of finances. Hopefully, Jon and Sami worked out so she could take the ad out of the paper. That would stop the lunatics of Philadelphia from calling her about the rooms. Both girls ended up passing out on the couch together sprawled out with their heads on opposites sides, their legs entangled together.
This was what a true friendship consisted of.