Rubbed Raw (4 page)

Then I turned back. Chad was in his boxers, stretching. My breath caught for a few seconds. I watched his defined arms, chest and abdomen. His biceps were not as big as Giovanni’s, but still sexy. Then I looked down to his legs, so strong. I didn’t know how much I missed seeing and feeling his body. I shook my head and forced the sudden memories away.

I slipped off my shoes and pants and heard Chad sigh. “What?”

“You have my favorite panties on.”

“Sorry.” I hadn’t realized I was wearing them. I pulled my shirt over my head and it got caught in the back. “Chad, I’m stuck.”

I felt his fingers work on freeing me while his body pressed against mine a bit. His cock grew as he moved his hips against me. Then he unhooked the convertible bra, and one of my breasts fell out of the bottom.

“Chad, my boob’s hanging out now.” I smiled, not caring if anyone saw. I just wanted Chad to think about it.

“Sorry, baby, the hook is…. Damn this fucking thing.” Then he reached around and put his hand over my exposed breast. He squeezed it a bit then whispered, “I love your tits so much.” He exhaled on my neck. “This ain’t working.” Suddenly my top and bra were off.

“Chad!” I shouted and turned around.

He sighed as he looked down at me in only panties. “Hot as ever. Forget the shirt.” He tossed it on the couch and backed me up against the wall. “Baby, he won’t know.” His hand ran over my ass. “I need you bad. I gotta slide into you, please. I’ll keep your panties on. No one’ll see much.”

“I knew they had a thing going,” a girl passing the lounge told her friend.

I looked at Chad, who was crouched down a bit. “We’re not having sex again.” He was rubbing his erection against my panties.

“See, I told you.” The same voice again.

I closed my eyes, aching for him. “Chad, I’m sorry.” Then quieter, “I just can’t cheat on him. He’s not Noah. You know I love him.”

“I know.” He softly kissed my lips. “But can he make you feel like I do?”

I didn’t answer because I couldn’t say yes. Chad and I had something different and incomparable. It wasn’t just their size difference. Giovanni made me feel incredible, awesome and so loved, but he wasn’t Chad. My best friend knew me like a book and could anticipate almost my every need. That had to be it: familiarity.

After exhaling loudly, I gently pushed Chad away. I looked down. His massive erection was making his boxers stick out. I quickly put my hand over his cock and held it to his body.

“Baby, just rub it, please,” he begged.

“No, I just don’t want any girls to see you this way.”

“You’re jealous.” He laughed. “You
do
still want me.”

Then I heard giggling. I hoped Giovanni didn’t find out what was going on, although it was innocent on my part. When the bathroom got quiet again, I grabbed Chad’s clean jeans and handed them to him as I stood in front of him, trying to hide his desire for me.

“Stop looking at my tits, and get your pants on, Chad!” After sighing, he got dressed. I got my bra unhooked from my top and put it back on.

Immediately, Chad closed it for me. His fingers caressed the skin of my back, then touched the tattoo on my shoulder that matched his. “Remember when we got these?”

“Yeah,” I had told him if by thirty I was still single, I would marry
him
. “I still mean it you know. I love you in a different way than you love me, but it’s still love. Remember when we were little and talked about having kids together?”

“Yeah, who knows maybe it’ll happen one day.”

I ignored him and put on my blouse. It was red, not my usual black, and didn’t show as much cleavage. After I buttoned it, Chad put his hand in my bra on one side.

“They look uneven.” He moved my breast to match the other one, as I felt his hard-on brush against my side.

“You’re killing yourself now,” I told him.

Chad smiled and cupped my breasts from below. “I want you to look good. Your boobs are your nicest physical asset, and they should look perky and even,”

“You can let go now,” I reminded Chad. “I think you got them just right.”

He quickly let go of me. “Sorry.”

I picked up the black shorts on the couch, zippers down the sides. Then I grabbed Chad’s hand. “Don’t let go.”

I put one foot in and lost my balance. Chad caught me around the waist. He didn’t let me go right away. When he did, I held his hand again and got the shorts on. I felt Chad tracing my lower back tattoo with his other hand as I slipped into my heels.

“These shorts are sexier than your skirts.” Chad kissed my neck when I stood up. “Do the sides open all the way? My dick hurts. Please, baby.”

“You guys almost done?” Giovanni shouted from just outside the ladies’ room door.

Chad moved away from me. “Just gotta fix our dreadful hair, OK?”

“
You
are so high maintenance, man.” Giovanni laughed.

After we had both gotten our hair done, I spun around for Chad. He smiled and pulled me to him by my ass. “You look absolutely awesome.” He squeezed my cheeks then let go. “And it shows off your ankle bracelet.”

I saw him looking at my right ankle, where I wore my favorite piece of jewelry. Chad had given me the sterling silver anklet that said ‘BABY’ for my birthday the year before, and I never took it off again. It always made me think of how much he loved me.

Chad touched his ears. “Damn it.” He looked towards me. “Do you got an extra pair of earrings?”

“I got a set of chandelier hearts in my purse.” I giggled, imagining them in his earlobes.

He groaned. “You are
so
funny.”

“I’m kidding.” I removed the set of handcuff earrings I wore and handed them to him. Then I pulled out the ones I had offered him and donned them.

When Chad and I got to the back of the pub, Mark and Phil were still setting up. That night we were the only band playing, so Phil was taping the cables to the floor, and there were a lot of them. We had collected plenty of equipment over the years we had been playing bars and clubs.

“Mark, this one ain’t working!” Giovanni yelled as he moved a microphone near a base drum.

I stepped up onto the stage and tripped over a wire. Chad grabbed me fast, with an arm around me, and a hand covering my left breast. “You OK, baby?”

“Damn, man, why didn’t I catch her?” Phil complained.

I scowled at him as Chad let me go.

“Hey,” Phil’s eyebrows rose. “He grabs your tit, and I’m in trouble?”

Mark laughed as he put down the guitar pedal board he was adjusting. Then he passed Chad and I to help Giovanni. “He’ll never learn, Crystal. He
still
dreams of fucking you. Let him feel you up. He’ll probably cum in his pants.”

I looked at Phil. His dick was so hard, his jeans looked about to burst open. He stood up and walked to the microphone stand, not even caring how obvious his erection was. Within seconds, a blonde was next to the stage. She waved at him to get his attention. I watched as he leaned over to talk to her, and she ran a hand over the front of his pants.

“During the show, baby, I promise,” he told her.

Soon after, we started with, “She’s Lost to Me.” Instead of sitting on Giovanni’s lap during the last part like usual, I kissed him on the lips, then quickly went to the back room to get something from my purse.

“Ow, it’s too big.” I heard a female say when I got close to the room.

I smiled when I heard Phil reply. “You can take it… uh… Gimme a minute.” He grunted.

Then I peeked in. Phil had the blonde up against a wall and was obviously fucking her. He seemed to be struggling to get his whole cock into her. I smiled, knowing his was almost as big as Chad’s.

“I’m gonna lift you up.” Phil grabbed her thighs, picked her up and spread her legs wide. I could see his 10-inch cock slowly going deeper into the girl as she whimpered a bit. “Oh yeah, almost there, baby.”

I felt a hand on my shoulder. “You naughty little girl,” Giovanni whispered. “You like to watch?”

“I didn’t mean to,” I softly replied as he wrapped his arms around me. “It’s hard not to.”

Then the blonde cried out, “Oh God!” I looked towards her. Her nails were digging into Phil’s shoulders, and her mouth was open.

Giovanni’s body molded against mine from behind. “That’s so hot.” He breathed in my ear.

I could feel his cock getting harder. “I can’t look away.” Without thinking, I started grinding my ass into his crotch.

He moaned and grasped my hips, pushing his erection almost into the crack of my ass. Then his hand slid into the front of my shorts. I gasped when his fingers rubbed my clit, slowly. His breath was coming fast on my neck, and I had to dig my nails into his arms to stay quiet.

With perfect, indirect and direct strokes, he brought me closer. I continued to watch Phil pound the groupie and let their moans turn me on even more. Giovanni went faster and pulled my body closer to him. It took seconds for a muted cry to pass my lips. Then his fingers dipped inside of me and my pussy tensed again, the quivering continuing and building.

I gasped again while he thrust in and out even faster. How he maneuvered with my clothes on, I didn’t care. Without warning, I came again, whimpering, wanting to scream. Needing him to fuck me, but not able to voice it.

All of a sudden, Giovanni grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. Then he walked towards Phil and the blonde. I couldn’t believe it.

“You got the right idea, man,” Giovanni suddenly said.

Then I felt a hand on my ass. “Do I get to see this again?” Phil asked.

My body was then sliding off Giovanni’s shoulder. “Some of it. You got another condom?”

I quickly was in the air, up against the wall. Within seconds, my shoes hit the floor. Then Giovanni unzipped one side of my shorts and pulled my panties off one leg. I grabbed his shoulders when I heard a condom opening.

Giovanni grunted as he shoved into me. “Damn!”

I turned and saw Phil watching us then I looked away, embarrassed. When I felt my other zipper being opened my eyes opened wide. My shorts and panties slid down. Then Phil’s hand was on my ass.

“Mmm, love this,” he whispered while I gripped Giovanni tightly.

Giovanni groaned, obviously not seeing what Phil was doing. “I gotta cum so bad,” he whispered as he thrust quickly. “We only got like a minute.”

I moaned as quietly as I could while Giovanni’s hips hit into mine repeatedly. The blonde next to me was a little louder. I closed my eyes, trying to forget that we weren’t alone.

Then I felt a hand touch my arm and slide down to my hand. I looked. She was holding my hand. She pulled it up to the wall behind us. I didn’t know what to do, but when my insides began to quake I squeezed it.

She sighed and leaned over to me. “Kiss me… I’m… gonna… cum too.”

“Please,” Giovanni breathed in my ear as he clutched my thighs tighter.

I took a deep breath and touched my lips to hers.

“Shit,” Phil softly said. “That’s such a fucking turn-on.”

The blonde slid her tongue over my lips then my teeth. When I opened my mouth a bit, she caressed my tongue also. It wasn’t my first time kissing a girl, but the last time had been in college. I slowly let more of her tongue in and soon we were kissing deeply.

She gripped my hand tighter and moaned softly in my mouth, while I heard Phil moan as well. I pulled away, nervous to let it continue. Then the lights dimmed, and the music went out. I grabbed Giovanni.

“Relax, my love. They’ll fix it. Now I can do this longer.” There was noise from the main room of the bar, things moving, people talking, and the back door slammed.

Giovanni ground his hips into me, forcing more of his cock inside. I sighed and closed my eyes. It felt so good. Then he kissed my lips as his hips started to move again. I clung to him, fearing the partial darkness. Nevertheless, I quickly began to get lost in the bliss that was taking over.

Out of nowhere, I threw my head back and let out a scream. My body tensed and quivered with so much force, I cried out again right after. The blonde gasped, and I eased my tight grip on her hand.

After that, she and I started moaning and gasping almost together. I could see Phil and Giovanni were trying to thrust in the same rhythm. The whole thing was really fueling my desire at that point. We both cried out simultaneously then reached out for each other. That time I kissed her, hungrily. Both guys groaned loudly.

Then the lights flickered on. “I’m gonna fucking cum,” Phil cried out.

I felt the blonde grab my hand hard as she moaned again. We continued to kiss as Giovanni pounded away at my pussy. Then I pulled away from her and screamed Giovanni’s name as I trembled intensely within.

“Oh fuck!” Giovanni’s hips pushed against mine, and I felt his cock throbbing. It spurted longer than usual. Then he leaned his head against mine. “Holy shit, that was amazing.”

I jumped when I heard clapping. Over Giovanni’s shoulder, I saw Mark, Chris and a few other people in the room watching us. 

“I love live porn!” someone called.

Giovanni and Phil both moved to cover my body.

“OK, show’s over,” Chris said as he started shooing people out. Then he came close to us. “Hate to break up the fuckfest, but we gotta reset everything.” He sighed. “We heard you guys up on stage when the music cut out. No way I was gonna pass up on peeking in here. Damn, Crystal! You can scream can’t you?” Then he smirked at me and walked away.

A few minutes later, the four of us ventured out into the bar again. Immediately, there were catcalls and whistles. I blushed as all eyes were on us. It looked like the whole bar knew about it.

Chad couldn’t even look at me as we got ready to play again. Obviously, he heard us as well. His expression helped me get over my embarrassment quickly.

“Start with ‘She’s Mine,’ Chad?” Chris asked.

He looked up. “I hate that fucking song.”

“Chris, let’s just do ‘Primal Instinct,’” I suggested.

I got no arguments from either of them, so I shouted the song name to Giovanni then began my intro to it. After a bit, when Chad came in with his part, I watched him relax. As his fingers flew over the frets of his guitar, he glanced at me. The day we wrote that song came to mind. It was the same one we got the matching tattoos.