Sinful Cravings

“James, can’t you change this series to something more fun?” I asked, my brows arching upward as I stared at him.

He chuckled slightly and pulled the blanket that was already over his legs up to his chest while smiling, his gaze still fixed on the TV. “Come on, Jessica. This is an educational documentary. Just watch it and gain more insight about the things around you,” he stated, his voice a bit low but still clear enough for me to understand.

“I’m only in your house because I’m bored and you aren’t even treating me nicely,” I whispered, my lips slightly pouted.

“Shh!” James shushed me, placing his index finger over his lips. “This documentary is boring, but it will help you in the long run, okay?”

I rolled my eyes, tucked a strand of my blonde hair behind my ear, then grabbed my phone which was resting on my thigh. I began scrolling through reels on different social media platforms.

“James, can we go on a date at this…”

I was about to ask James if we could go on a friendship date at a new restaurant downtown, but my words trailed off because when I turned to look at him, I noticed that he was already fast asleep.

A loud sigh escaped my lips as I slid off the couch, carefully repositioned James on the couch so he could sleep comfortably, and then grabbed my handbag.

“I guess it’s time for me to head back home,” I mused to myself, staring at James, my best friend, who was peacefully asleep.

With my belongings now in my hands, I turned and made my way out of the house and straight to the road where I boarded a cab that took me to my destination.

After paying the fare, I headed straight to my house. I opened my handbag and slid my hand inside in search of my key, but the more my fingers searched through every corner of the bag, the more I realized I still couldn’t find it.

“Ohh, fuck! I forgot my key at James’s house while I was there,” I lamented, slamming my fist lightly against my forehead as a frown settled on my face.

I knew the chances of calling James and having him answer while he was deep asleep were close to zero, so the only alternatives I had were either heading back to his place to grab the key I had left on top of his kitchen cabinet or finding somewhere to stay for the night and asking him to bring it to me in the morning.

As I kept contemplating the two options laid before me, my gaze suddenly fell on the light coming from my neighbour’s window, whose house stood opposite mine.

With my shoulders slumped, I made my way over to my neighbour’s place. When I arrived, I pressed the doorbell and after a few seconds, the door opened.

“Hi, Jessica,” Phil greeted with a wide smile across his lips.

I instantly bit onto my lower lip, my eyes widening slightly as I scanned his physique. Phil was wearing black tight boxer briefs that hugged the obvious bulge between his legs. His chest was damp and bare, an indication that he had just stepped out of the shower because a white towel was draped around his neck.

I lifted my gaze to Phil’s face and for a few seconds I almost forgot how to breathe. Phil’s black hair was wet, droplets of water sliding down onto his shoulders while his amber eyes were hypnotic, drawing me in like a magnet. His lips were pink, slightly moist, and for some unknown reason they were oddly alluring.

Phil had been my neighbour for the past six months and despite that, we rarely spoke to each other unless one of us needed a favour or we happened to bump into each other.

“Hey, is everything okay?” Phil’s voice suddenly came through, pulling me out of my trance-like state.

I swallowed hard, the movement visible in my throat, then placed a few strands of my hair behind my ear. I had always known Phil to be a handsome man, but tonight there was something about him that felt even more alluring.

“Jessica,” Phil called again, and this time I had to flutter my eyelashes a few times just to return to my senses.

“Umm, I forg… well, I forgot my keys at my best friend’s house and I was wondering if I could stay here for the night?” I inquired, my words stumbling over each other because the effect of his handsome features was making me tongue-tied.

Phil nodded and stepped out of the way for me to get inside. “This isn’t the first time you’re staying over, so feel at home,” he purred, closing the door behind me as I stepped in and took off my shoes.

I let out a long exhale, bit onto my lower lip, and made my way over to the couch in his living room. “Please get me a blanket,” I said, grabbing the TV remote as I turned it on. Besides, this wasn’t my first time at Phil’s place. On countless occasions I had either misplaced or forgotten my keys somewhere, and his house was the only place I could turn to.

“Alright, dear,” he replied, disappearing into his room. Soon he stepped out with a blanket and a pillow which he handed to me. “Jess, I just took my bath and I’ll be having a long day ahead of me tomorrow, so I hope you don’t mind if I go to bed now and…”

“Phil, I won’t mind at all. I’m even grateful that you’re allowing me to sleep over,” I said, cutting him off mid-sentence.

He nodded, waved his hand at me, and then blew a kiss in my direction, making my pussy react almost instantly as its walls clenched in anticipation.

I swallowed hard and watched as Phil headed back to his room.

“Dammit,” I cursed under my breath, opening my handbag and pulling out a dildo. Since I had always been a sex addict, I made sure my sex toy was always in my bag just in case I needed it.

As I stared at the pink dildo in my grip, I scanned the living room to make sure Phil wasn’t around. Once I was certain he was gone, I unbuttoned my shirt, pulled my trouser half way down and then I turned on the dildo and slipped it into my mouth, letting my saliva coat the toy.

With a mischievous smile on my lips, I slowly pulled the dildo away from my mouth, my saliva trailing down from it. The cool wetness sent a teasing yet pleasurable sensation through me until the toy eventually reached my pussy.

I paused for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and then without warning thrust the dildo into my already wet, dripping pussy.