Kiss My Ass

Kiss My Ass
By: DamonX ([email protected])

It had been a good night. Although I generally dislike being the third
wheel, I usually enjoy going out with my roommate Kyle and his
girlfriend Shannon. We always have fun, even if we do tend to drink a
little too much and this night was no exception.

“I’m telling you, she wanted you!” Shannon said, giving me a playful
punch on the shoulder. “You should have talked to her!

“Whatever,” I answered, fumbling with my keys.

“Hurry up and open the damn door!” Kyle slurred impatiently. “I think
I’m going to be sick again!”

Shannon stuck her bottom lip out in mock sympathy and patted her drunken
boyfriend on the head.

“Awww, poor baby,” she purred. “Did you drink a little too much?”

We all knew the answer to that question, as Kyle had already puked twice
since we left the bar. In fact, it looked like number three was on its
way.

As soon as I opened the door, Kyle pushed past me, holding his hand over
his mouth and charging straight for the bathroom. Me and Shannon
exchanged amused looks as my roommate could be heard puking his guts
out in our bathroom.

“Seriously,” she began. “You really should have talked to that girl.”

I just shook my head. Shannon was always trying to hook me up with
girls on our little outings, but for the most part I end up talking to
her. It was like she was just one of the guys. I could talk to her
about anything, which is more than I could say for most females.

“Maybe you should have put in a good word for me,” I said slumping down
on the couch.

“Maybe you should get your balls re-attached!” she countered with a
smile.

Just then we heard the toilet flush as Kyle stumbled out of the
bathroom, wiping his mouth.

“You okay baby?” Shannon asked as her boyfriend turned and made his way
to his bedroom.

“Well, goodnight,” I said standing up from my comfy seat.

Shannon turned and looked at me with a confused expression.

“What do you mean “Goodnight”? She asked. “You and I are going to have
another drink!”

“Aren’t’t you tired?” I asked, running my hands through my hair.

“The night is still young,” she countered. “Unless you’re not up to
it.”

“Oh, I’m up to it!”

“Good. Then get me a drink!”

Shannon dropped onto the couch as I went to the fridge. As I was
searching for something with alcohol in it, I heard Kyle’s door shut.
I knew he was out for the night.

“Hey, you have scrabble!” Shannon exclaimed, noticing the game sitting
on top of the TV.

“Yeah. So.”

“Let’s play.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes! Why, are you scared?”

I laughed.

“If you beat me at scrabble,” I said. “I’ll kiss your ass!”

“I’ll hold you to that,” Shannon said, taking the game off the TV. “Now
where’s my drink?”

“Is wine okay?” I asked. “It’s all we have.”

“Red or White?”

“Red.”

“Sure, let’s have it.”

A few minutes later Shannon and I were sitting on the living room floor
around a Scrabble board, each with a glass of wine. She had always
been kind of a flirt, although she was being especially flirty that
night, with plenty of sexual innuendos. I had always been attracted to
Shannon, although I had never even thought about making a move on her.
After all, she was my best friend’s girlfriend. However, I couldn’t’t
deny the fact that she turned me on. With her light brown hair and
glowing green eyes, she could enchant any man. Her perfect facial
features were complimented by a firm, athletic but petite body that I
was beginning to fantasize about having pressed up against me. Her
figure was exemplified by her choice of clothing that night. As if to
torture me, and any other heterosexual male that laid eyes on her, she
was wearing a pair of those tight black yoga pants that all the young
women seem to have these days. The pants were sitting low enough on
her hips to allow a few glimpses of T-bar and a bit of tanned
midsection. The pants were complimented by a matching top that
showcased her modest, but firm breasts.

About three glasses of wine later, Shannon was severely kicking my ass.
I looked down at her as she lay on her side with her head in her hand,
studying her game pieces, looking cuter every minute.

“There,” she said triumphantly, putting two tiles down on the board to
form the word “rim”.

“Is that the best you got?” I asked with a sneer.

Shannon raised her brows as she looked up at me in surprise.

“What’s the score again buddy?” She asked with a sexy smile.

“Yeah, yeah,” I mumbled, studying my own pieces.

After a moment of contemplation, I added a “j”, “o” and a “b” onto her
last word.

Shannon looked at the word I had just formed and then rolled over, her
nubile young body, shaking with laughter.

“I don’t think that one’s in the dictionary,” she said, rolling back
onto her stomach, causing her hair to fall in front of her face.

“Well, it should be!” I countered before gulping down the last of my
wine.

Shannon brushed the hair out of her face and bit her lip as if she was
thinking about something.

“What’s up?” I asked. Laying down on the floor next to her.

“Have you ever done it?”

“Done what?”

“Given a girl a…rimjob?”

Even though we often talked about sex, I was a little surprised at
Shannon’s question.

“Uh, yeah actually. I have. Why?”

“Just curious. I’ve always wondered it would feel like.”

“I imagine it feels pretty good,” I said. “I haven’t had any complaints
anyway.”

“I bet. I like when a guy plays with my ass, but I’ve never been able
to ask anyone to lick it.”

I was starting to get very turned on, so I decided to change the
subject. Shannon let the subject drop as well and we continued with
our game.

A few minutes later Shannon placed her last tile and was victorious.

“Ha, ha,” she mocked. “And I thought you would be a challenge.”

I responded by tossing a handful of Scrabble tiles at her as I stood up
headed for my room.

“Hey, wait a minute!” She shouted. “What about my prize?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, turning to face her.

Shannon turned around, and stuck her ass out, pointing to it with her
finger.

“Pucker up buddy!”

I sighed, and dropped my head, pretending to be disapointed, although
the prospect of kissing Shannon’s perfect ass was anything but a
punishment in my mind.

I shuffled over to her as she stood with her hands on her hips and a
superior look on her beautiful face.