Social Disease

Night blanketed the small city of Vancouver, a large crowd of people bumping and smacking into each other to reach their destination. The air was crisp and refreshing, not a hint of heat nor humidity could be felt by any.

A small group of giggling whores stood on the corner, gossiping happily about their latest fuck or ex-boyfriend. A group of horny males were nearby, whistling and eyeing every passing woman. The firm and powerful tap of healed leather boots could be heard on the pavement, making everyone move from the person's way. One of the giggling girls snorted as Xandria passed, yelling out and calling her slut.

She pushed the lazy idiots from her way and finally saw her friend standing just inside the entrance. Xandria simpered and smiled at the man standing outside the door, touching his chin with her soft hand and slipped on past him.

Xandria and Delansa moved deeper into the house party and found two seats in the lounge. She took off her jacket to reveal her curvy figure, encased in a purple and black corset dress, her dark hair teased up with several hair clips and hairspray.

She crossed her right leg over her left and rested her chin on her hand, her long hair falling gracefully over her right shoulder. Her eyes scanned over the party goers, studying every person in the crowd...not too keen in join in just yet.

One guy tried his hardest to flirt with Xandria, though only succeeded in having his balls close to being crushed as Xandria kicked out her booted foot. She and Delansa laughed when the guy fell to the ground in what must have been unbearable pain.

The lights were setting the atmosphere as the bass from the music brought the party to vivid life. The room was packed as dancers writhed and flowed to the music, pretty much in their own world.

Around them the air was a combination of cigarette and weed smoke, the output from fog machines making it somehow thick and heavier; various lasers cut through to aid in the addition of the designs already being made.

From up on the second floor balcony overlooking the party, David and two of his bandmates rested against the railing, eyes taking in the room below. One was a short dark haired man, the other with dirty blonde hair.

He was smoking a cigarette and sharing idle talk with one of his friends. Out of the corner of his eye, David saw a man suddenly bow over and he looked to see what was going on. Seeing where a raven haired beauty sat with her friend, David’s eyes rose in interest as the injured male limped away.

David nodded once to the man next to him and walked down the stairs to the dance floor. Making his way past various dancers, David merely nodded and kept to his intended location. He leaned up against the couch, bending down to talk to the dark haired female.

“Ladies,” David said, holding out two unopened bottles of Guinness.

Xandria turned her head towards his voice, her pupils dilated and eyes a deep emerald. “Aww how sweet, thank you.”

“Least I can do for a gorgeous creature like you,” David said with a wink. She studied him intently, his scent dancing around her.

She looked David over from his nicely built shoulders and chest clad in a white shirt with the top four buttons undone, to his striking eyes that shot through her entire being. Down her eyes went to the dark blue jeans he wore with leather boots. His shirt hung open enough to show off a thin layer of hair on his chest.

A single long earring peeked out from under his long and messy mane of hair, light brown and highlighted in places. His wrist was adorned with several bracelets and a watch. The good boy gone bad look always made Xandria weak in her knees.

His voice was delicious, a Jersey accent punctuating every syllable he spoke. Xandria’s hand instinctively went to her hair, each finger twirling and pulling at the raven locks. Her alabaster skin glowed in the party lights.

Xandria slid over to make room for David, Delansa turning with a smile to David’s light haired friend who sat next to her. “Jon could always get the girls with just a smile,” he commented, watching Jon flirting with Xandria’s friend.

She smiled at him and held out her hand. “Xandria…you can call me Xandria. Everyone does.”

David took her hand and let his fingers dance over her skin. “David…you can call me anytime, baby.”

Xandria giggled as David stretched his arm behind her, leaning into her. “You don’t strike me as the partying type,” she said, curling herself into his side.

“You’re very perceptive, aren’t you? I wasn’t for a long time, never was my scene. More of the bookworm piano playing type. Went Pre-Med and double majored into Music at Rutgers. Never could make up my mind, but kinda lost the drive for the medical field. I got accepted into Julliard about four years back, but Jon called so I pretty much dropped the clean living lifestyle,” David rattled off.

“Pretty impressive. I prefer the guitar myself. Maybe you can…tickle the ivories for me some time,” she said with a wink.

David gave her the cutest grin. “I’ll tickle a pretty lady’s ivories anytime.” Xandria reached into her purse and pulled out a black velvet bag. From it she removed a small glass pipe, grinder and lighter.

“So tell me Jersey boy, what brings you all to Vancouver?” Xana teased. David watched as she put a thick nug into the grinder and twisted the two halves, checking it periodically.

“Recording our fourth album. We loved it here last time, decided to come back,” David told her.

“Fourth? Congrats. Well if you’re dropping clean living…” She packed the pipe bowl with bud, sprinkling some of the THC dust from the bottom of the grinder on top. Xandria put the grinder away and smirked at David.

“Couldn’t think of a better time to drop it,” David said with a smile. Xandria flicked her lighter and lit the beautiful herb in her pipe, stained from her favorite purple haze. David watched her take a long drag, the hot smoke burning her throat.  

He smiled at her as Xandria leaned up, kissing him and parting his lips with her tongue, allowing the smoke to roll into his mouth. His hands cupped her cheek, the smoke passing between them and escaping to surround them in a thin white cloud.

Xandria smiled at David, her hand trailing down his neck and chest and held out the pipe and light to him. David took the offering, lighting and inhaling deeply. Xana smirked and grasped at his shoulders and pulled herself up to straddle his lap.

David pulled her ever closer to him, his nose touching the tip of Xandria’s own. His lips lightly brushed hers, pulling her into a warm embrace and exhaling the smoke between her lips. Her fingers snuck under his shirt and scratched at his chest hair with her nails.

Xandria rocked her hips against David’s, her hands running through his hair and pulling teasingly. She let her lips hover an inch from his, close enough to feel his warm breath. “How about we go someplace a little more…private?” Xandria whispered.

David smirked as she grabbed her purse and stood, giving him a smoldering stare. “I’m not gonna give you any false ideas. I’m not looking for any serious,” he said close to her ear.

Xana smiled at him. “Shut up and be my play mate for the night,” she replied, kissing his cheek and pulled him through the crowd. He followed her through the crowd, taking her hand as she led him up the stairs and into one of the empty bedrooms.

*~*~*

A trail of denim, chiffon, and fishnet material led from the door to the full size bed. David was down to his boxer and shirt, Xandria in her corset and thong. They lay on the bed together, limbs twisted and a thick cloud of smoke around them.

David finished the bowl and placed the pipe and lighter on the bedside table, leaning over Xandria and engaging her lips and tongue in a feisty battle. Her nimble fingers undid the last two buttons of his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders. Her hands ran up his back and tangled in his hair.

His chest was covered in dark hair, a beautiful happy trail down his stomach into his shorts. Xandria licked her lips as David’s talented fingers made quick work of her corset and thong. The latter he tossed over by his jeans. She wouldn’t miss them.

His eyes hungrily roamed her large, round breasts and he slid his tongue across his lips. Xandria smiled at him, letting out a soft sigh as she felt his tongue trail down her belly. His lips lay feather light kisses along her hip and down her thigh.

Her hot womanhood was neatly trimmed, her legs silky smooth as he slid his fingers down her leg and back up. She whimpered as he teased her. Her legs curled around his shoulders, bringing him closer to her as her hands lovingly found themselves tangled in David's hair.

David pulled back a little, rubbing the small nub between Xandria's legs with his finger. His fingers teased her opening as his tongue lashed out with light and sweet torture. He pulled the tender parts gently between his teeth and lips.

He slipped a finger inside Xandria, then two, reveling in the tight wetness of her. Xandria's eyes fluttered shut, her lips parted, and the breath caught in her throat. She had tried to hold herself back, but she couldn't resist this man’s touch.

Xandria felt David's fingers and tongue playing inside her, spreading her tightness. His tongue lashed at her clit, making her whimper in pleasure. David moaned gently against her, his cock painfully hard. Xandria's hand ran over her head, down his neck and shoulders, bringing him closer to her body.

David obliged graciously, slipping third finger inside her and sucking back on her clit with his lips, caressing her inner wall and enjoying the moaning that left Xandria's lips. She could feel herself coming apart at his touch.

He moved his tongue from side to side, flicking at her clit and feeling her tighten from within. He looked up to say, "You’re close aren’t you, sexy?" Xandria nodded vigorously and balled up her fists.

David enjoyed making her whine and beg for release, to scream or do more than lay there and try to keep silent. He felt her shake around in her first climax. “Oh god yes, David...” Groans and moans escaped Xandria, her teeth biting into her bottom lip.

"Baby, you want to be loud? Scream for me then. Prove to me that you enjoy my touch," David said to her, taking a hard nip at one of her sensitive folds. She looked down at David, gasps of breath trying to escape, but her breathing too heavy to do so.

Her body clenched, making her moan louder. Xandria's hand held David close to her body, loving the feeling and reveling in the pleasure. David looked up from between Xandria's legs, his fingers massaging the small rough area inside her passage.

She growled and arched her back, her hips bucking against him. She was warm and sinfully delicious, and he wouldn’t let her calm.  David's lips closed around her clit, sucking on the little erotic button. To hear her moans and screams, sweet pleasure.

Her breath became heavier as her second climax approached, the familiar tightening in her abs and chests. Xandria's arms flew to her own hair, grabbing it as she screamed with released. Shrieks of pleasure coursed through every inch of her, her warm juices flowing into David’s hungry mouth.

Xandria looked down at him, her fingers tangling in his hair and grazing his cheeks. Unable to bare it any longer, Xandria pulled back and David's tongue left her body. She pulled him up and kissed him roughly, passionately. Xandria smirked and wrapped her legs around David waist.

“You ready for me, baby?” David asked, kicking off his boxers. Xandria’s mouth began watering at the sight of him; fully erect, seven inches and drooling for her. The head glistened with pre-cum. She licked her lips as David settled between her legs.

He pushed her arms above her head, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. David moved his hips and felt himself slide into her, thrusting hard into the woman beneath him. Xana felt herself clinging on for dear life as his length filled her.

David sped his pace, pushing her towards the edge. They both let out moans of pleasure; her body quaked in violation as he drove himself into her again and again. He grunted with his exertions, his breath rushing through his nostrils.

“Fuck, baby…such a good girl,” he rasped into her ear, his words each timed with a thrust of his manhood. David smirked up at Xana, leaning into her neck and biting at her flesh. Electricity shot through him and he allowed a low growl to escape his lips.

Her body was weak with feelings of ecstasy yet he kept their movements going. David licked at the spot he bit and ran a path up to her lips. A soft cry slipped out of her lips, Xandria pushing roughly against him. “Mmm….Fuck…yes…David….more,” was all she could manage.

Each timed thrust was hard, and slow, his cock pulling from her slick passage only to slam into her anew with each thrust. She came in a flood of hot juices. He pressed into her clit, rubbing it in small circles, while she bucked wildly. His thrusts were pounding into her faster as she felt his shaft thickening inside of her.

The time had come, and David could hold back no longer. He pounded harder and faster, his breath becoming shallow as he fucked her. He came hard inside his lover, cock pulsating with sweet release, and his deep husky voice calling out her name.

*~*~*

Xandria stretched in bed the next morning, her internal alarm clock going off. She rolled over, the sheet slipping down and exposing her breasts to the cool air. Her nipples hardened as she groaned and pulled at the sheet. Her eyes flew open when it dawned on she wasn’t in her bedroom.

She looked over and saw a mass of messy light brown curls on the pillow next to her, the man’s toned back and shoulders bare. Xandria smirked and placed kisses along his exposed skin. She noticed he had freckles that were scattered over his shoulder and upper back.

David whimpered and turns over in his sleep, his left arm going behind his head, and his right arm stretching out to his bedmate’s pillow. She happily took the offer and laid her head where his shoulder met his chest. She was about to curl up and go back to sleep when a loud knock came at the door.

“Go away!” David called out groggily.

“Come on, David! Rise and shine fucker!” Another voice called back. David groaned and pulled Xandria closer, smiling and breathing deep.

“So about being your playmate for the night…I’m gonna be in Vancouver for a few months,” David said, his voice trailing off at Xana smirked up at him. “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have company outside of guys. Whatcha think?” He asked, his fingers caressing her back.

Xandria let out a small laugh and straddled his waist. “I think…” She reached over and grabbed a pen and paper pad on the bedside table. “…you had better not lose this…” Xana scribbled her name and number on the paper and gave it to David.

He looked at it for a moment and watched as she stood, gathering up her clothes that were scattered all around the bed. They dressed quickly, David pocketing her number and kissing her sweetly. “How about…drinks Friday?”

“I would say…drinks Friday and my place after for dessert,” she said with a smile, caressing his cheek. They exited the bedroom to find David’s friends waiting along with Delansa, who looked just as exhausted as Xandria.

David and Jon walked the girls out to their car, many people still passed out over the furniture and floor. Delansa kissed Jon and got into the car. David opened the passenger door for Xana, who got in and rolled down the window. He leaned in and kissed her once more. “See you next Friday,” he said.

“Mmm look forward to it,” Xana replied. The girls pulled out of the driveway, leaving Jon and David to grin stupidly at each other. This stay could prove to be just as interesting as their previous one was, and David was more than eager to find out just how interesting.