Sensual Erotica: Loving Amy By Red Phoenix * * * SMASHWORDS EDITION * * * PUBLISHED BY: Red Phoenix on Smashwords Sensual Erotica: Boy Toys Copyright 2011 by Red Phoenix This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people, but feel free to buy extra copies to share. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. Adult Reading Material Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those age 18 and older. *** Loving Amy *** Troy Dawson stood outside on the deck, taking a long drag on his cigarette. The party was in full swing and things were going well. Amy appeared to be having fun. He’d wanted her for years, but the timing was all wrong. His best friend fell in love with the beautiful redhead first. Troy ended up in the role of “friend” to her. It was torture, but he’d waited patiently on the sidelines for his chance. When Sam cheated on her a few months ago, the two finally called it quits. Troy thought his time had come. However, Amy took the breakup hard and was still reeling from it. But tonight things seemed different. Amy arrived a few hours before the party and the two of them partook liberally of the libations. By the time the other guests arrived, she was in full party mode. Amy joined Troy out on the deck. She moved in close with a come-hither look in her eye. It was obvious she was drunk by her rosy cheeks and the slight slur to her words. “It’s a lovely night, isn’t it?” He looked up at the stars, trying to calm his nerves. “Yeah, it’s unusual to have a warm night so late in December.” “Troy,” she whispered. He caught the sweet scent of strawberry daiquiri on her breath when he leaned towards her. “Troy, I want you to make love to me.” He felt the blood rush to his groin. If she wasn’t drunk Troy would have picked her up and carried her to his bed on the spot, but he had to be careful. It wasn’t just her body he wanted. He smiled, taking her chin in his hand. “Talk to me tomorrow when you’re sober.” The hurt puppy look in her green eyes let Troy know he’d blown it. Amy turned away from him, dejected. She started walking back inside, but Troy put his arms around her and pulled Amy to him. He brushed the copper hair away from her ear and said, “I’ve wanted to make love to you for years.” For a second she collapsed in his embrace, and then she turned to face Troy. Amy kissed him full on the lips. Damn, her kisses are intoxicating, he thought as an electrical jolt coursed through him. Troy clasped the back of her neck and returned the kiss with all the passion built up from years of longing. When Amy moaned, he felt his cock press against his jeans. It longed for release inside her. She took his hand and started walking back inside, but he didn’t want everyone to know of their little tryst. “Wait. Let’s keep this on the down-low. Why don’t you go in first and I’ll follow after a few minutes.” Amy gave him another kiss, biting lightly on his bottom lip. “Don’t be too long, Troy.” He noticed her stumble as she walked away. Then Amy bumped into the couch and fell on the small Christmas tree in the corner. Daniel helped her up, righting the tree. Amy giggled and looked in Troy’s direction. Crap, she is really drunk. It would be so much easier to pretend she wasn’t. Now what was he going to do? He didn’t want her feeling taken advantage of after the hangover wore off. He stood out on the deck a while longer contemplating his next move. Troy sucked on his cigarette to give himself time to think, but it didn’t take long to formulate a plan. Troy crushed the smoldering butt with his foot, before heading to his bedroom and locking the door behind him. Amy lay in a seductive pose on his bed. “You made it. I was afraid you were having second thoughts.” “Never.” Troy pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the ground before getting into bed with her. She ran her hands over her exquisite breasts. “Come and take this hot little body.” Troy had never seen Amy like this; normally she was shy around him. He often fantasized about having wild sex with her, but tonight he wanted to take it slow due to her inebriated state. “I’ve got a proposition for you, Amy.” She stretched out on the bed and arched her back, lifting those luscious breasts in the air. They strained against the buttons on her blouse. “What kind of proposition?” “I want to make love to you, but keep my pants on tonight.” She looked at him warily. “What are you saying, Troy?” It was the only solution given her drunken condition. However, it didn’t look like she was going for it. She simply needs convincing. Troy lifted her blouse to expose her flat stomach. He traced circles on her belly, edging ever closer to her waistband. “I’m going to make you come without fucking you.” Amy looked at him doubtfully. “I’ve never come that way before.” Never come that way before? Well, only because he hadn’t been the one to do it. “Trust me, Amy.” A look of excitement overtook her doubt. Amy put her hands on his chest and giggled. “I can’t believe we’re really doing this. After years of being friends, it’s almost weird to have sex together.” Weird? That was not the word he wanted to hear coming from her mouth. Maybe she was too intoxicated to know what she wanted. “We don’t have to go through with this.” The stricken look on her face relieved his misgivings. “No! I want you. I want to feel your hands on me.” There was no turning back for him now. “Then lay back and let me have my way with your hot little body.” Troy was surprised to see Amy swallow hard as she settled her head on his pillow. “Are you nervous?” he asked. She stared up at the ceiling. “I’m afraid of disappointing you. I’ve tried this before, it doesn’t work for me.” He shook his head and smiled. “There is no way you could disappoint me, Amy.” Troy heard a loud burst of laughter come from the living room. There was a sense of excitement knowing they were about to couple with others so close in proximity, but it was also distracting. He didn’t want Amy to lose focus when she was just about to orgasm. “Wait one sec,” he told her. Troy got up from the bed and turned on his radio. He picked a rock station guaranteed to have a driving beat. It would help with the mood and drown out the people. Troy came back to the bed and noticed Amy’s eyes trained on him. “Troy, you’re a total fox without your shirt on.” She smashed her head in the pillow and giggled. Well, she makes a cute drunk. “A fox, huh?” he chuckled as he leaned over her. Troy began by nibbling on her ear, but she started laughing so he quickly switched to her lips. Troy let his hand begin its exploration of her perfect breasts. He felt her body relax when his fingers slipped under her blouse and caressed her nipple over the lacy bra she wore. The nipple was already hard, making it easy to pinch between his two fingers. Amy moaned in response. “Yes, Troy…that feels so good.” He moved his hand to her other breast. She lifted it to him in anticipation. There was no doubt she wanted this. Troy kissed her again, parting her lips with his tongue. She opened her mouth slightly. He groaned in pleasure when her tongue met his. Amy tasted sweet and fruity from the daiquiris she’d been drinking. He disengaged, despite her vocal protests. Troy smiled down at Amy. “Are you sure you want to do this?” When she nodded, he began unbuttoning her blouse. She closed her eyes when he brushed the material aside. Amy’s breasts pushed up against her bra making perfect mounds ripe for the taking. God, she is sexy. He leaned over to kiss them as he pulled at her lace bra. She gasped when Troy’s lips made contact with her nipple. He flicked his tongue across the hard bud and she moaned softly. Troy undid the bra, sliding it off her shoulders. He sat back to admire her body. Amy’s breasts were round and full, her areolas pink, and her nipples the color of tempting rosebuds. Damn, her boobs are even hotter than I imagined. Troy wrapped his hand around her left breast. It was just the right fit for his large hand. His mouth returned to the other one, teasing it with nibbles and licks before he started sucking on her erect nipple. She writhed under him, panting softly. He went back for her lips again. Amy’s kisses had the intoxicating ability to send electric shock waves to his groin. His dick strained to be free. “You’re so fucking sexy, Amy,” he growled into her ear. She responded by snaking her hand down and rubbing his cock through his pants. Too much. Troy took her wrist and pushed it above her head. “Oh no, tonight is all about you.” He shifted his weight so he could have full access to her body. Then he clamped down on her nipple, flicking his tongue while he freely caressed the other with his hand. Amy squirmed seductively, making his dick throb in his pants. It’s time. Troy’s hand began its slow decent to her sweet spot. His fingers slid beneath Amy’s waistband and under her panties. She suddenly became still as his fingers brushed over her soft mound with his middle finger coming to rest on her swollen clit. He groaned. Her pussy was slick with anticipation. Troy’s cock pulsated in response. Resisting the urge to fuck her, Troy began rubbing his finger against her wet clit. Amy remained still despite his focused attention, so Troy unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off, along with her black lace panties. He heard her intake of breath when he bent down to kiss her inner thigh. Amy’s pussy was a beautiful shade of red. Troy inched closer to it, but she put her hands on his head and stopped him. “No.” Troy wasn’t sure why she was reluctant to be eaten, but he didn’t want to push her tonight. “How about one kiss?” Her hands loosened their hold. He smelled her juices as his lips landed on Amy’s pink clit. She tasted of floral soap and a hint of musk. It was tempting to take a long lick, but he honored his promise. Amy seemed relieved when he returned beside her. “You taste delicious,” he assured her. She blushed as if she didn’t believe him. He now had a better idea why she was resistant, so he repeated, “I’m serious, Amy. Delicious. I’m tempted to eat your pussy right now.” She giggled into his neck and then started biting him. It sent chills down his spine. Without her consent, Troy had to settle with his hand between her legs. He flicked his middle finger lightly across her sensitive button. At first, she lay there silent and unresponsive. Soon, however, her juices began to flow. That was all the permission Troy needed. He started rubbing her clit at a faster rate, causing Amy to thrash her head on the pillow. To his delight, she began moaning loudly. In order to remain undisturbed, however, he had to quiet her. “Shh… Beautiful,” Troy whispered, “not so loud. I don’t want anyone knocking on the door.” Amy bit her lip. Before long, her breath started coming in short gasps. Troy knew she was close and was confident he could take her over the edge. Naturally, someone knocked on the door. They both froze. Daniel called out, “Hey, Troy, you in there? John just showed up and is asking for you.” Troy looked down at Amy. She whimpered, “Please. Please don’t stop!” He called out, “Yeah, I’ll be out in a bit. Amy’s not feeling well.” Troy thought he heard a snicker, but Daniel left them alone. Amy lifted her head and kissed him. “Keep doing what you were doing.” Troy explored her mouth with his tongue as he continued to tease her clit. He couldn’t stop himself; he had to feel the inside of her pussy. She became still again when he penetrated her with his index finger. Amy’s little pussy was exceptionally hot and slippery. Troy’s cock ached from need of her. Although he wanted nothing more than to push his dick inside her moist slit, Troy began stroking her with his finger. She cried out in pleasure and then quickly covered her mouth. Amy was so wet and willing that Troy inserted his middle finger into her as well. Her hips started meeting his hand with each stroke, encouraging him to thrust harder and faster. Amy arched her back and grabbed onto the sheets to push against him, to get the most of each thrust. It got to a point where Troy imagined it was his cock, not his fingers, fucking her pussy. He groaned, needing to feel his seed baptize her inside. As much as he enjoyed fingering her, he had to stop or risk coming in his jeans. Troy slowed down the pace and rubbed Amy’s clit with his thumb, still stroking her gently with his long fingers. She whimpered in protest. As much as Amy wanted the deep thrusts, Troy knew it was his attention to her clit that would help bring her to orgasm. He took her nipple in his mouth and flicked his tongue to the same rhythm as his thumb. Amy got a pained look on her face and Troy almost stopped, but everything about her body encouraged him to continue. He thought he understood the problem and growled into her ear, “Let it happen, Amy. Don’t resist the feeling.” She nodded and her face relaxed. Troy continued at the same pace, certain he had found Amy’s sexual rhythm. When his lips touched her nipple again, she stiffened. He flicked his tongue across it, keeping in time with his thumb until her entire body became rigid. Suddenly, her pussy muscles contracted powerfully around his fingers. Her hips took over control and she thrust herself into Troy’s hand. It was such a turn-on watching Amy climax that he had difficulty not coming himself. When her orgasm finally ebbed, she looked at him dreamily. “Oh my, that was incredible.” Troy kissed her forehead. “It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long, long time.” Amy lay on his pillow with her eyes closed. “I feel completely and utterly done.” Then she turned towards him and opened those seductive green eyes. “But I should return the favor, Troy.” “Not tonight.” She pouted sweetly. “It’s not fair to you.” “Are you kidding? You have no idea how incredibly sexy it is to see you orgasm. I am quite satisfied.” Amy let out a big yawn. “I feel just like a guy. I come and then all I want to do is sleep.” She smiled at him leisurely, her lids at half-mast. Troy kissed her, chuckling softly. “Then I know I did my job well. Rest. I’ll be back later to check on you.” Amy curled up as he tucked the blanket around her. Troy put his shirt back on, still gazing at the seductive redhead. She was bewitching even asleep, with those long curls framing her face and that hint of a smile on her pink lips. Troy washed up in his bathroom and waited a few minutes for his cock to settle down. He was sure Amy had drifted off when he went to leave the bedroom, but the moment his hand touched the doorknob she mumbled, “I love you.” Troy hesitated and then quietly shut the door behind him. He headed towards the kitchen in shock. Is it the booze talking? Troy trusted, once she was sober, he would have a better idea. Troy’s party had cranked up during his absence. His apartment was now crowded with people. Daniel came up to Troy and slapped him hard on the back. “Spending quality time with Amy, huh?” Troy tried to act nonchalant. “She’s asleep.” Daniel gave him an exaggerated wink. “I bet she is. Needed to ‘rest’ after you took care of her, eh stud?” Troy moved away from him. Daniel could be a real ass sometimes. The music blared from his stereo and he noticed several girls dancing in the living room to Prince’s “1999”. Kate straddled up to him and smiled flirtatiously. “Hey stranger. When I didn’t see you, I wondered if you skipped your own party. Where were you anyway?” “Amy isn’t feeling well.” Troy could see the flush on her cheeks when Kate responded, “Well, maybe Amy should go home. I would hate to get sick because of her.” “It isn’t something you can catch, Kate. I wouldn’t worry about it.” Troy tried to walk away, but she grabbed his arm. He did not appreciate her touch. Troy was still burning with desire after his encounter with Amy. Any physical contact with a woman had an unwanted affect. She flipped her brown hair playfully and then took his hands, pulling Troy into the center of the dance group. “Why don’t you boogie with me? I love this song!” She started gyrating her hips against him. Troy felt the temperature rise in his groin. “I was headed to the kitchen, actually. I need a drink.” He detached himself and moved towards the beer. Troy had gone out with Kate on several occasions. She was sexy, but damn she could be annoying sometimes. Troy made his way to the keg and filled up his mug from the tap. Too much foam. That was always a problem with kegs. He took a long drink, letting the cool liquid calm the fire inside. He couldn’t forget how eagerly Amy responded to his thrusts. Just thinking of the way she pushed against him as she climaxed made Troy crazy. He took another sip, shuddering as chills coursed through his body. It was tempting to return to his room and take her. But he couldn’t, not when Amy was still drunk. It would ruin any chance of a meaningful relationship afterwards. Still, if she woke up in the morning and didn’t recall what happened… “Are you really that desperate?” Troy wasn’t aware Kate was standing nearby until she spoke. Her icy blue eyes sparkled mischievously. What the hell is she talking about? Before he could respond, Kate pushed her large breasts against Troy. She leaned in for a kiss. The feelings he had for her paled in comparison to what he felt for Amy, but her lips managed to heightened his lust. He broke from the kiss. “What’s this all about?” “You’re standing under the mistletoe. How desperate can you get? All you needed to do is ask.” Kate kissed him again. He felt his cock respond when her tongue darted into his mouth. He looked up to see Amy staring at him from the other side of the room. The devastation on her face caused his heart to skip a beat. He pushed Kate away, but it was too late. Amy grabbed her purse and disappeared out the door. Troy ran after her, wanting to explain and needing to stop her from doing anything stupid. She was in no condition to drive. When he got to the parking lot, he was relieved to see that her car was still there. Troy called out her name, but he got no answer. After searching the entire complex, Troy went back to his apartment to get his keys. By the time he returned, her car was gone. Fuck! She was driving under the influence and upset on top of it. Troy punched the side of his Nissan violently and felt the bones give in a wave of pain. Kissing Kate was meaningless, but the timing of it ruined any chance with Amy. After Sam’s betrayal, she would never trust him. Way to go, you fucking idiot. Troy bellowed in rage, before shaking off the pain and heading back to his apartment. ### Reviews are deeply appreciated. Be sure to look for the next story in the Sensual Erotica series called, Boy Toys, told from Amy’s point of view. After having her heart broken, Amy is desperate for some serious romping between the sheets. Little does she know the fun fate has in store the night Greg and his sexy cousin make an offer she can't refuse. Their dual attention on her hot young body makes Amy's first experience with a ménage a trois something she can't forget. It is a night of multiple pleasures... Read a passage from, Boy Toys: Amy was horny; the kind of horny that could get a girl in trouble… *** All three downed their drinks and headed out the door. Amy linked her arms between both of them. How lucky am I? Two handsome men and they were all hers for the evening. She drove to Greg’s apartment, not wanting to come back to retrieve her car. It left her wondering what the two men were talking about on the drive there. Were they coming up with a strategy? Were they having second thoughts? After all, it would be weird for cousins to see each other naked. Oh my god, was it possible Greg was gay? Amy had images of the two men kissing and rubbing on each other. No way would she enjoy that, but then she thought back to their dancing and recalled that the two never touched each other. Not once. It was all about her. Okay, maybe they weren’t incestuous gay cousins. When Amy stepped out of her car, “The Boys” were already waiting for her. Greg literally swept her off her feet and started towards his condo. Troy walked ahead of them to unlock the door. Greg entered the dark room and waited patiently for Troy to turn the light on. Unfortunately, he struggled to find the switch even after Greg explained where it was. Greg put Amy down to turn it on himself. Meanwhile, Troy snuck up behind her and picked Amy up. Greg shook his head when he flipped on the lights. “Oh, that’s how it is, is it?” “Only fair, Cous. You got to carry her all the way from the car.” Troy looked down at Amy and said, “My, you have pretty eyes.” He kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth with his tongue. She reciprocated and tentatively tasted the inside of his mouth. Troy was minty. Smart man, must have eaten a breath mint in the car. He carried her to the kitchen and gently set her down. “What’ll you have to drink, Miss?” Amy smiled, liking his Midwestern manners. “I’m not sure… what do you got?” Greg came up behind her and started grinding softly. “Mind if I play with your lovely breasts?” Amy heart started beating rapidly. This was it. The three of us are really going to have sex together. She leaned back and whispered, “Why not?” Greg slipped his hand under the front of her blouse and started caressing her left breast while he kissed her neck. Troy put three shot glasses on the counter, along with a big bottle of Tequila. “This seems to be all my cousin has, so it’ll have to do.” He quickly poured one for each of them and handed the shots out. Greg pulled his hand out from her blouse to take his. “Here’s to a night devoted to pleasing Miss Amy.” Troy held up his glass. Amy added, “I hope to please you boys equally.” “I’ll drink to that,” said Greg. The three of them clinked glasses and sucked down the fiery liquid. “So how do we do this?” she asked, suddenly unsure of the logistics. “Let’s move to the living room. It’ll be more comfortable,” Greg suggested. Troy picked up the shot glasses and Tequila, carrying them over to the coffee table. Then he took off his shirt. Just like that, Amy was staring at his naked chest. Although Troy didn’t have bulging muscles, his torso was well defined and he had a batch of blond hair in the center of his upper chest. Troy sat down next to her and said with a cheeky grin, “You can touch my chest if I can touch yours.” Amy ran her fingers over his muscles and coarse chest hair. In response, Troy slipped his hand under her blouse and bra, playing with her erect nipples. She gasped when she felt Greg’s hand touched the inside of her thigh. She spread her legs slightly. He would find she was already exceedingly wet. Troy pushed her bra out of the way so that her breast was fully exposed. Then he bent down and started sucking on it just as Greg’s hand slip under her panties, making contact with her clit. Greg groaned, “God, she’s hot down here.”