Behind the Masks: Luc and Sanaii

“Everything, ok?” Sanaii asked watching Lucas sprawl on her bed with a strange expression on his face as he looked at her. He wiped it away with a smile.

“Come here and keep me company,” he said patting the bed beside him.

Sanaii rolled her eyes but smiled. Her sex-crazed friend was oddly needy in the affection department. He sometimes spent the night, curled up beside her fully clothed, cradled into the curve of her body.

Luc was able to ward off Sameera like garlic. Sanaii and she had had a big blow-up about him:


“C’mon now you can’t be stupid else you wouldn’t be here,” Sameera began with much attitude, “He comes over here in the middle of the night freshly showered. Hmmm I wonder why, because he was fucking one of those Barbie’s, and then he wants to snuggle with you? This thing you have with this white boy is out of control.”

“Who Luc has sex with is his own business. He’s my friend.”

Her not caring who Luc was fucking was a lie, but it was one she told herself often and invested herself in believing to keep their delicate balance.

Sameera shook her head, “Girl, you are so blind. I don’t see you hanging out with the trust fund babies at their extra special caf table. Those are his real friends.”

Sanaii’s voice deepened, “You don’t get it, do you? I don’t want nor need to be accepted by all those people. I only ever wanted for someone to really see me behind the spaceship label, my tights and the words I was too shy to say. I have that with, Lucas. I would have loved to have had that with you Sameera, but you were one of the main ones telling the other ‘ships that I was stuck up and thought I was too good for them. You never gave me a chance!”

“Well you damn sure aren’t going to get one hanging around with your little Brad Pitt wannabee.”

“You know what Sameera, you’re probably right. I say fuck ‘em! Fuck the spaceships; fuck the Barbie’s, and anybody else that feels like Luc and I have to justify our friendship, including you!”

Sanaii had never spoken to someone so forward before, and she was damn proud of herself.

Sanaii slid in next to Lucas on the bed, she on her back and he on his side facing her. They kissed softly and sweetly, and customarily he threw his arm across her belly and she snuggled against his shoulder.

“You’re weird today, Lucas” she said stifling a yawn.

“Am I?” he said tracing the ghost alphabet on her lean flat stomach, giving her the chills.

“Talk to me, what’s wrong?”

Luc inhaled her sweet strawberry scented hair. She always smelled so good.A part of his heart seized at the thought that this might be the last time he would get to be with her like this, but his baser nature was already responding to the warmth and proximity of her body and the promise of a fuck long denied.

“I’m thinking about going to France to see my mother.”

Sanaii nodded her head and touched his cheek as he looked down at her.

“Aren’t you going to ask me how I feel about that?” he prompted kissing her nose

“How do you feel about that, Lucas?”

“Shitty. Guess I have to deal with her sometime, though.”

Sanaii stroked his hair.

“You’ll be just fine.”

“When you say it I believe it,” he said softly before slanting his mouth over hers.

Lucas was fond of kissing her, and she didn’t pretend to not love it as well. She tried to be careful about not letting things (mainly her) get too hot. Unlike Lucas, she did not have an outlet for their sexual tension. She feared without his cooperation she could not resist the temptations at times just like this.

Lucas rimmed the crease of her mouth with the tip of his tongue before sucking her bottom lip into his. Sanaii felt heat rise between her legs at his kiss and the feel of him getting hard against her hip.

Sanaii breathed hard and turned her head to the side, usually a sure cue for Lucas that she wanted him to back off the loving. This time Lucas rather than laugh and nuzzle her cheek, latched his mouth onto her sensitive neck and started to suck. At the same time the hand on her belly rose to cup her breast.

“Lucas, time out,” Sanaii breathed even as she cradled his mouth to her neck for a second more before she tried to pull away.

Lucas held her and peppered her jaw with kisses as he pinched her nipple through the thin cotton fabric of her T.

“C’mon, Sa’. This shit with my mom…a little pussy will make me feel better.” He said plaintively nipping her dimpled chin.

“Then call Jenny or Heather or whoever!” Sanaii huffed angry and sexually frustrated. She tried unsuccessfully to move his hand away from her breast even as she felt her pussy start to cream as he milked her nipple between his thumb and forefinger

“I don’t want them. I want you, Sanaii. I want you so bad,” he breathed against her lips before kissing her in a way that left her weak.

She couldn’t fight it as he rolled completely on top of her. His hard on pressed tight against her pussy, and his forearms were a cage on either side of her as he destroyed her with his kiss.

As he slipped his hand underneath her shirt to touch her bare skin, she whispered one final heartfelt plea.
“Don’t do this to me- to us, Lucas. You don’t want a girlfriend, and I can’t go back to the way things were after this.”

He closed his eyes against the deep feeling of unease in the pit of his stomach and focused on his swollen cock. That was familiar…that was easy.

“I just want to touch you. I won’t put my cock in you unless you want it, unless you ask for it.”

The words rolled off his tongue easily and he knew it was a non-concession. He knew this girl’s body, understood her submissive sensual nature. He was certain he could have her begging for his cock in short order.

She acquiesced with a shudder as Lucas’s tongue circled her blackberry nipples as he held her breasts in each hand. She was already grinding her hips against his seeking friction for her swollen clit. He told her how pretty she was, and how hot she made him against her skin before his tongue slid over her navel.

Her heavy lidded eyes blinked faster when she felt him pull at the waistband of her shorts.

“Luc?”

“I’m going to eat this sweet pussy like I’ve been dreaming about,” he breathed harshly.

Sanaii shuddered with helpless anticipation. Memories of that one night came crashing down on her. Something intangible pulled at her memory. She lifted her hips and soon her pussy was bare and splayed open by Lucas’s experienced hands.

It was as luscious as he remembered. He hadn’t planned to go down on her that first night, but it had looked so pretty- chocolate flower buds and bright pink inside. Curiosity had gotten the best of him, and he hadn’t been disappointed. It tasted as good as it looked.

Lucas wrapped her thighs over his shoulders and proceeded to feast.

Sanaii’s eyes snapped open as Lucas lapped at her slit, leaving no corner untouched,
Her back arched off the bed when he started stabbing his tongue in her cunt.
When her back bowed, he cupped her ass.

“Ride my face!” he ordered breathlessly before returning to his task.

“Yes, oh yes!” Sanaii chanted softly her hands scratching his scalp as she undulated against his tongue. He sucked softly on the root of her clit at the same time lashing the sensitive bud with his tongue. He started thrusting a finger deep in her channel until she was so close to coming she could feel her belly tighten.
Then he stopped.

“No don’t stop,” Sanaii cried out in frustration, as Lucas rose to a kneeling position between her legs and started to swiftly undress. When his thick long cock with the angry purple head was revealed, Sanaii’s mouth watered.

“I want you to come on my cock,” Lucas growled lifting her limber legs so that her ankles crossed behind his neck, and her thighs rested against her chest.

She was so vulnerable, so open- she felt her pussy leak more juice. Lucas slapped his cock against her pussy repeatedly and she almost came as it tapped on her clit. Then he swirled the head up and down and around tracing her clit, before tormenting the sensitive nerve endings of her opening by fucking it with his tip. He thrust in short, shallow strokes just inside her vestibule. He was sweating and straining to hold back, as was she.

“I can feel how tight you are, Sa! I want to give you some cock. Let me give it to you, baby. ”

She couldn’t take it anymore

“ Yes, fuck me, fuck me now.” Sanaii hissed excitedly.

A memory- a desire, she couldn’t distinguish as after sheathing himself with a condom Lucas thrust down hard inside her breaching the tight muscles of her opening until his balls slapped against her ass again and again and again.

It burned and yet she couldn’t get enough of it. Sanaii clutched at the sheets frantically as Lucas ravaged her cunt.

“This is how you like it isn’t? Hard and deep in your pussy, don’t you bitch?”

“Yes, god yes, oh Luc!”

Her pussy was on fire as Lucas stroked like a man possessed. This pussy was his dream. His constant fantasy. It was just as good as he remembered and more. There was no mask this time, and the face of the girl he’d grown so close to was beautiful in its passion. He loved the way the sweat spiked her long eyelashes and her mouth formed that perfect O when he hit her cunt just right, and her eyes so dark he could get lost.

He realized too late he was lost in her. So he fucked her without mercy, for what she’d done to him… making him feel.

With a tortured wail, she came clutching at Luc’s forearms. He spared her only a second before turning her over. She was trembling and fragile as he pushed her upper body down into the pillows, raised her ass with his hands and crossed her feet at the ankles behind him.

Sanaii screamed into the pillow as he penetrated her swollen tissues from behind.

Luc brought his hand down hard on her ass.

“C’mon, move your pretty ass. I know you know how. I know all about you!”

Sanaii’s fevered mind was in a fog. Her whole world at the moment was centered on Lucas’s shaft pushing and retreating inside her channel. She moved her hips weaving and undulating, almost like she could hear the music from that night long ago. It had felt just like this- so hard, so good and so big inside her.

The masked man had felt just like this.

Before her mind could catch the thought, she felt herself on the verge of another climax, just as Lucas cried out.

“Oh god, Sanaii! Yeah...yeah, just like that, baby. You fuck yourself so good on it, kitty cat!”

Kitty cat? The words echoed in her head for a moment, but before she could process her pussy betrayed her one more time, clamping down tight.

“Sanaaaiii!” Lucas howled as he spurted long and hard. He collapsed on top of her, placing fevered kisses along the back of her neck and shoulder.

“Sa’,” he whispered reverently in her ear, his defenses demolished “Nobody makes me come like you do… feel like you do, love.”

“Get out,” she whispered.

Lucas felt like a bucket of ice water had been thrown on him.

“What?” he said sliding to his side.

She wiggled frantically from underneath of him.

“I said get out!” she cried clutching at the sheet around her nudity even as she jumped from the bed. “It was you that night! You knew who I was and you didn’t say anything. All this time Lucas, why?”

Lucas didn’t waste time trying to figure out what he’d let slip. He’d been stupid. He let his guard down, opened his heart, and gotten royally kicked in the nuts for it. It was time for ego damage control.

“Isn’t it obvious why?” he said getting dressed, “I wanted to fuck you again.”

Sanaii felt her heart break.

“That’s all you wanted? Why pretend to be my friend?”

“Why not,” he shrugged running his hands through his hair, “A guy can never have too many friends- with benefits.” he finished

Sanaii snatched open her bedside drawer and pulled out the mask. She tossed it at him and he caught it.

“That’s who you really wanted, right? Take her. She’s yours...now get out!