Crazy Seduction(erotica)

Nate turned back to Henry whose face was a little red. “The condom sizing only matters if you truly are plantain size. Pickle and banana can use a regular sized condom but should never use the ones designed for plantain.”This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Geezus Nate! All this sexy talk is making my pickle stiff!” a voice called out from his friends and drew laughs.

Nate just shook his head with a grin. He looked back at Henry curiously.

Henry just looked at him then pulled a box of 20 lubricated x-large condoms from the shelf and dropped it into his basket.

“Plantain it is. Good for you!” Nate said with a sincere smile and picked a box of 6 lubricated regular condoms for himself.

“Who’s the plantain?” a female voice demanded to know from behind Henry.

“Good evening, ladies,” Nate said with a relaxed smile.

Henry turned to see two women walking down the aisle towards them. He saw they were dressed for hitting the clubs. Their shimmering skimpy party dresses displayed a lot of skin. They wore lots of jewelry as well. Their glitter eyeshadow was bold colors, too. Henry realized he knew nothing about clubbing.

The one who spoke was a black woman with her hair in tight braids that hung down to mid-back and ended with ornate wooden beads which clicked as she moved. Her dress struggled to contain her bounty both upstairs and down.

Her friend was Hispanic with big hair hanging down to her ass, huge gold hoop earrings, and the roundest breast implants Henry had ever seen. A gold necklace dangled the name ‘Luna’ just above her deep cleavage.

He caught motion from the corner of his eye and saw Nate was pointing to him with a smile.

“Really? This white boy is the gifted one?” the braided woman said, turning a skeptical expression towards Nate. Her smile suddenly became sultry as she eyed him up and down. “Are you sure it’s not you?”

Nate smiled and shook his head. “Scouts honor.”

Braids laughed. “Yeah, right. Like you were a boy scout!” She looked to the embarrassment on Henry’s face. “Him? I could believe.”

‘Luna’ stepped forward to press her tits against Henry’s hard chest muscles as she smiled up at him. “¡Vaya, Trissa! I like them innocent!”

He felt an immediate surge in his pants as she rubbed her stiff nipples up and down his chest. Then her hand slipped between them, and she was squeezing his growing erection through his pants.

“¡Dios mío!” she gasped with wide eyes. “It’s true!” Her expression of surprise became one of wicked delight. “Too bad for you bitch, he’s mine now!” She squeezed him between her fingers, and he swelled further. “¡Voy a montar tu polla tan duro esta noche!” she purred.

“I- I don’t know what you just said, but it sounded very pretty,” Henry said then gasped as she rubbed him harder through his pants. Trissa slipped her hand downstairs as well, and the two were rubbing him. In the back of his mind, a hunger was waking, and his body began reacting faster than his brain could keep up. He suddenly felt tingling heat rush down his neck and sides of his torso to spread and pass outwards through his limbs. His eyes held Luna’s and hers instinctively widened as she reacted to the raw need she saw there. She leaned in and inhaled his scent, her eyes flaring with a heat of her own.

Again, motion drew Henry’s eye, and he saw Nate staring at him strangely. He was also leaning towards Henry and… inhaling?

Trissa, the braids wearer, squeezed herself closer, jostling her friend with a scowl. “Move aside puta! Let me see!”

“Who are you calling puta, bitch? I said he was mine!” Luna snarled as she spun to glare at the other woman.

“Ladies, no need for anger! The night is young. The club is steps away, and we can enjoy ourselves in there-” Nate said smoothly, but it was too late. Trissa slapped Luna who roared with rage and launched herself at the other. The two grabbed handfuls of each other’s hair. Screams ensued.

Henry took a step back, then another. His passions surged but not for violence. He wanted nothing to do with this. He saw Nate on the other side of the two women and a group of men coming to his rescue.

How nice it must be to have that. Buddies. Guys to just chill with and who rushed to help when shit got real. His last glimpse of Nate was of him between two friends. He was staring back at Henry in shock and confusion. He was reaching towards Henry.

Henry frowned sadly and turned to make his way to the cash as two of New York’s finest rushed past him to deal with the mess behind him.

The heat was still coursing through his body, and he had no idea why he felt this way. He’d never felt like this before! It felt good, but this wasn’t the time or place. Especially with the cops so close. He had to calm down!

The clerk stared up at Henry with wide eyes as she rang his items through the checkout. She licked her lips and smiled at him as he paid. Henry suddenly wanted to taste that tongue, and for a moment the woman looked like she might climb over the counter to get to him, but he picked up the shopping bag and rushed from the store.

Shit! What was going on? A tremor went through his body, and another wave of heat rushed out to the tips of his fingers and toes.

More officers arrived and rushed inside as Henry walked away. He quickly made his way into the subway and was glad the train wasn’t too full.

He found a seat in the middle of the car, set his shopping bag on his lap, and tucked his head down to keep from looking at anyone else. On the way in he’d noted several young couples in the seats around him but they weren’t looking at him, so he turned his thoughts inward and closed his eyes. He still felt the flush of the heat rushing through his body and radiating from him, and he was almost painfully erect. His need was flaring as he struggled to calm himself! He didn’t know what was happening to him but as good as this felt he- Was someone moaning? WHAT THE FUCK!

Opening his eyes, he glanced over his shopping bag at the couples around him. He was stunned to see they were in various states of undress and passionately kissing. The young man and woman closest to him were having sex! She was riding her boyfriend’s cock like a wild thing, and the man was loudly moaning as he squeezed her tits. The others began ripping off their clothes to get to each other as well. Henry watched in dazed amazement as the orgy erupted around him. He throbbed and ached in his pants but made no move to join in. Sighs, moans, and cries of bliss filled the subway car and Henry grit his teeth as his need flared once more. Passengers in other cars were watching in shock through the window. Some were taking pictures. He tucked his face closer to his shopping bag to hide.

When the train finally reached the next station a group of police officers were waiting for them and rushed on board to grab them. Henry was cuffed and hustled off the train as some of the officers began to strip as well. Someone yelled ‘GAS!’ and there was a panic to get to the stairs.

Suddenly, a black female officer who was close to his height took a firm grip on his arm. It was difficult to tell with the vest she was wearing, but he got the impression that she was thick bodied. She was certainly stronger than he was as she roughly pulled him up the stairs and pushed him into the back of her cruiser. She’d taken his shopping bag from him and was standing outside the door looking through the items inside. When she spotted the box of condoms, she looked back in the window at him. He just looked back at her, trying to hide the need in his eyes. She frowned then licked her lips. Henry saw her walk away to speak with one of the other officers. He throbbed and shook as his need pulled at him. Another wave of heat rolled through his body. What the hell was happening to him?

The front door opened and the officer got in, closing the door with a thump. She gasped and looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes becoming a little intense. Then she faced forward, started the cruiser, and pulled away from the curb with a screech of rubber.

They drove in silence for a while until Henry noticed the residential neighborhood they turned into, not a police station. They also seemed to be going faster than before. “Excuse me, officer? Where are we going?” Henry managed.

She glanced at him in the mirror but remained quiet. She drove them into a quiet neighborhood of small single story homes and abruptly pulled into a driveway, taking the cruiser all the way down the lane to the backyard.

Henry’s mind was struggling to surface from his lust, but it still had control of him. If anything it was becoming more intense. He knew he should be worried about what she was doing as this was not a police station but somehow he wasn’t picking up a dangerous vibe from her. She was strong and had used her strength to move him around, but there didn’t seem to be any anger in her actions.

The woman was taking deep breaths in the front seat when she suddenly pushed the door open and got out. She opened his door, and he saw she had his shopping bag in one hand. She grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the cruiser. He found himself bent over the trunk of the car and her hands were patting his legs as she looked for weapons. He gasped when she groped his cock through his pants.