Chapter 3 - Union


Lewd Wish
Chapter 3: Union


The walls were vibrating the suburban home that Grant, Jen, and Liam found themselves in. Large speakers pulse music through every inch of the spacious house, causing the young adults inside to press themselves together in a sort of dance. 

“Looks like the party already started.” Liam strains his voice over the thumping of rhythmic music. “I'll go look around and see if Aimee's here yet.” Liam pats Grant's shoulder before snaking his way towards the back of the house, dodging couples who are too engrossed in each other to care about their surroundings.

Grant sighs, heavily. Parties aren't exactly his favorite pass time. The music is too loud. People typically suck. To him it's just a social parade of more attractive people than himself getting laid or hooking up. He glances at Jen. He isn't alone this time. He had an insanely hot girl with him. “Follow me.” Grant whispers to Jen as he takes her hand and leads her to one of two couches in the capacious central living room. He flops himself onto the cushions and grins at Jen. “Girlfriends give their boyfriends lap dances in situations like this.”

Jen twirls a strand of her blue hair around her index finger, feeling a bit self-conscious. “They do...?”

Grant nods. “Of course. See?” He gestures towards another couple on the other side of the room where a chubby guy with blonde hair is getting the ride of his life from a thin girl with a short brown haircut. The guy is looking a bit embarrassed while the girl wiggles her butt in his lap. 

“I...I see...” Jen studies the pair for a moment, growing red in the face. She takes a deep breath and gently lowers her behind onto Grant's lap. “I'm not too heavy am I?”

A short and sudden laugh erupts from Grant. “Look, you have a nice big ass, but you're no where near big enough to crush me.” He grabs a handful of her behind, securing her place on him.

“Ok then...” Jen could feel eyes on her as she starts moving her hips. It's embarrassing. Making such lewd motions with people watching was as much shameful as pleasurable.

“Yeah...that's good. Move a bit more for me.” Grant guides Jen's hips as she grinds. He's loving every minute of his display. He could see the envious glances of the people around them. He has something most of the guys there wanted. Would Aimee also see them and become jealous?

“Ah...Master...I'm feeling really warm.” She takes Grant's hands and leads them up to her chest. There's hardly a barrier between his fingers and her nipples.

“J-Jen!?”

A lap dance is one thing, but aren't things going a bit far for public view!? 

Grant is already painfully hard. The blow job from earlier is still lingering in his brain. He wants nothing more than to plunge into Jen right now, but the eyes are still glancing, jealously, at them. 

Jen twists around and places her mouth over Grants, keeping him from protesting as she quickly unzips his pants. Her tongue seems to dance around his.

What's happening!?

Grant's brain can't decide on what to focus on, the kiss or whatever Jen's quick hands were doing. Before he could begin to reason, Jen breaks the kiss and sits upright again. 

Grant takes a minute to catch his breath. “W-What was that about?”

“Nooooothing....” Jen snickers a little at her deed. 

“Ok, then...” Grant shakes his head a little and re-adjusts his hips. As he does, something feels oddly good. His cock, he notices, is warmer now than it had been and no longer feels as constricted. 

“Master...um...please don't move so much...” Jen's face is flushed as she struggles to keep the skirt of her dress from riding up. “I didn't wear any panties...”

Now Grant gets it. The horror and yet excitement of it causes his dick to throb. Jen had quickly released his penis from his pants in that intense kiss. He can feel her warm pussy on top of his cock growing wet. 

“What's...?” Before Grant could finish a thought, Jen begins grinding her hips. Her pussy glides over him, slick and effortlessly. He grasps her hips. “Jen...w-wait...” The feeling is overwhelming. Grant could feel himself growing dizzy from desire. For once he's glad that the music was loud so that they wouldn't be heard.

“I'm sorry, Master. I can't...help myself.” Jen pants as she grinds harder. The sensation of Grant's throbbing cock against her clit urges her to keep moving. With each stroke, her desire for him increases. She needs to feel more. Jen squeezes her legs together, causing Grant's member to press harder up against her pussy. “Ah...It feels so good...” She could feel the head of his dick sliding closer to her hole. 

Grant can't take anymore. He shoves his hand under Jen, hurriedly stuffing his cock back into his pants. “Get up.” He says, hurriedly.

Jen quickly springs up, smoothing her dress down with a shaky hand. “I'm really sor-”

Grant doesn't let her finish as he grabs Jen's hand and starts leading her away towards the stairs. As he leads her away, they pass Phillip, looking quite a bit more distressed than usual.

“Hey, Grant. Have you seen my-”

Grant keeps walking at a brisk pace. “Sorry, can't talk right now!” He shouts at his friend as he jogs up the stairs. Grant has to find a room fast. Any room would do, really. At the top of the stairs he begins knocking on doors to find one that is unoccupied. Various annoyed shouts come from them all, begging to not be disturbed. The last bedroom to the right of the hall was their last option. Grant beats on the door, but gets no response. “Fuck it.” He mutters under his breath as he twists the knob. 

Grant illuminates the room by flipping the switch. Inside is a small bedroom that is decorated simply. Grant figured it for a guest room. “This will do.” He says as he leads Jen inside and tosses her on the bed. Grant quickly closes the door and joins Jen on the bed. 

“Now, you're going to pay for that little stunt down stairs...” He tells a slightly worried Jen as he pulls the strings that were holding the top of her dress up. The top of her dress falls around her waist, revealing her large, plump breasts. Grant encloses his mouth over her right nipple before switching and rolling his tongue over her left. His left hand grabs her inner thigh and glides up to feel her cunt. Jen's juices coat Grant's fingers as he massages. 

“Mmm...Yes, Master...Please finger your servant more...” Jen pants, craving his touch more.

“Jen. I'm going to put it in, ok?” Grant's at his limit. His cock was raging and didn't want to wait anymore. 

Before Jen can respond, the couple hears the door knob jiggling.

“Shit!” Grant mumbles before grabbing a half naked Jen's hand and rushing into the closet and closing the door. 

“Ah...Master? Why are we in here?” Jen whispers.

Now that Grant thinks about it, why did he just rush for cover? What did he have to hide? They were in the room first, therefore it was theirs, right? “...I have no idea...” He responds, defeated.

WHY DIDN'T I LOCK THE DOOR!?

“Hey, babe, this isn't a great idea, ok?” Familiar voices enter the room. Liam strolls inside and sits on the bed, where Jen and Grant had just been.

“Funny, I didn't have to force you in here.” Aimee follows in right after, closing and locking the door behind her.

“Yeah, well-” Liam starts to protest, but Aimee covers his mouth with a passionate kiss.

“Please, Liam. I need you. It's been too long...” Aimee grazes her teeth, lightly, down the side of his neck.

Liam squeezes his eyes shut, at war with his morals and sexual desire. “God damn it...” He mumbles as Aimee begins to unbutton his jeans.

Grant watches on from the closet through the small slits in the door. He clenches his fists, feeling betrayed and embarrassed. 

How could they? How COULD they? They were dating this whole time and kept it secret!? Has this friendship and crush just been a huge prank at my expense?

Grant's chest tightened as Aimee casts aside her pants and climbs on top of Liam.

Concern washes over Jen's face. She can tell that the situation is crushing Grant. She places a hand on his shoulder for comfort. When her hand makes contact with his body, 

Grant snatches her hand and whips her body around so that her back was to him, causing her dress to fall to the floor.

“M-Master...?” She whispers, her back now to him.

Grant didn't speak as he grabs her hips, roughly, and angles her shoulders toward the wall so that only her ass touches his pelvis. Jen straightens her legs and arches her back. He thrusts his fingers into Jen's hole as Aimee begins to pant and moan.

“Ah...wa-wait...” Jen protests, but she can't bring herself to push Grant away. She's still very wet and her pussy twitches with anticipation.

Grant drops his pants, his cock stands straight out from his body, hard and ready. He rubs his trembling dick against Jen's slit.

“Ah..! Liam! Your cock feels so good!” Aimee's voice resonates in the room as she thrusts Liam's dick deep inside her pussy. Her hips bounce up and down, causing her ass to make a smacking sound against Liam's skin.


“Fuck, Aimee...” Liam isn't as loud as Aimee, but his heavy breathing and moans were impossible to ignore. He reaches up and strokes on of Aimee's petite pierced nipples.

Grant wishes he could block out their voices, but he's also spurred by them. His best friend fucking his crush is somehow making Grant's lust greater. Hearing Aimee moan is something he only fantasized about before. Not wanting to wait anymore, Grant submerges his dick into Jen's pussy.

Grant freezes for a moment, clutching onto Jen's hips. “T-tight...” Grant says under his breath. The sensation of her pussy surrounding his cock overtook Grant. “Fuck...” He pushes her hips forward and slaps them back into his pelvis.

Jen covers her mouth to suppress any moans. Her ass makes slapping noises as it slams into Grant's hips. She could feel his fat cock rubbing inside of her, reaching up into that deep spot that makes her crave more despite the situation. 

“Liam, I need your cum!” Aimee declares as her back arches. “Cum inside of me!”

Liam digs his fingers into her ass cheeks as he gives her one final thrust and releases his load.

Aimee moans with glee as Liam's cum flows out of her pussy and cascades down his balls. Her cunt convulses as the orgasm rushes through her entire body.

Grant's balls smack Jen's clit in rhythm.

“I'm...gonna...” Jen chokes out before her body begins to writhe.

Grant feels Jen's pussy contract around his dick as he unexpectedly unleashes his seed. The climax causes both of their bodies to tense up, allowing the thrill of release to wash over them. Grant could hear his pulse in his ears as he, slowly, pulls himself out of Jen. Doing so causes his jizz to spill out into the floor.

Jen's legs were shaking as she strands up straight. With each twitch of her pussy, she felt more of Grant's cum leak. 


Grant slowly leans back against the dark closet wall. He could hear Liam and Aimee shuffling their clothes around. He doesn't look back through the slits in the door as they walk out.