love potion (closed)

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Shannon breathed the steam floating over the pot. It smelled perfect, sweet and sensual. She stirred and put her mind to thoughts of love and passion. Her thoughts would make the potion strong. It wouldn't make someone fall in love, but it would feel like they were, just for a little while. She took a sip, tasting it. Too strong.

It needed time to simmer, and she stepped into her backyard. She had made a quiet little garden of serenity there, but once again, that peace was destroyed. The house behind hers had been rented by a group of boys from the college, some sort of team, she thought. They were all big, rough looking boys, and they seemed to spend their lives drinking and making noise. The music was blaring and they were chanting something.

She opened the gate in her back fence and stepped into their yard.

"Excuse me," she said. "Can you turn it down?"
 
Simon
Rob
Spud
Chris
Riccardo
Bobby
Sean

Simon and his housemates had invited the rest of the team over to celebrate them winning their division in the local rugby competition. So far half the team was there and they were just getting started, knocking back some beers, cranking the music and starting their team chant. It was just dusk when the annoying girl next door stuck her head through the gate to complain about the noise. Simon was annoyed. Seriously, Saturday night in a University town, and the team's last party of the season...

'Hey, instead of sitting in silence why don't you come over and party with us? Then we'll all be happy.' said Simon with a tinge of irritation. The other guys cheered their agreement.
 
She frowned. It wasn't how she wanted to spend her time. She had nothing in common with these boys at all. Except the one who spoke had a certain charm. She felt herself smiling, her body tingling. She actually blushed.

She took a few steps towards them, wondering what the hell she was doing. Then it hit her. The love potion. It had been strong, yes, but she'd only had a sip. Could it still be affecting her so powerfully?

"Alright then," she said, in a kittenish voice. Not at all like herself. "Let's party."
 
The guys were surprised when Shannon accepted. But they were happy to have her along. As she came towads them they dug a beer out of their box of ice and found a plastic cup. Not all the team was there yet so there were plenty of seats.

Simon launched into introductions, introducing the brothers Rob and Spud who weren't too tall, but were built like bank-vault doors, the talk lanky Chris, wiry tanned Riccardo with the black spiky hair, little (by rugby standards) Bobby, and the ruggedly blond Irishman Sean.
 
"It's nice meeting you all, after all this time," she said, smiling. "I'm Shannon." Each hand she shook seemed to make her warmer. As if the love potion was having a reaction to each man she met. By the time the introductions were finished she was flushed.

She sat beside Simon and took the beer, barely taking a sip and wrinkling her nose at the bitter taste. She almost never drank, and she didn't want to get drunk and make a fool out of herself in front of them.
 
The guys showed Shannon the trophy they'd won eariler in the day - a large silver cup. Then theywere back into their banter, recounting the highlights of the game, their personal achievements, and team-mate's stuff-ups. The one thing they did agree on was one play by Riccardo that was absolutely brilliant, and which had broken the game open for them and had made him the man-of-the-match.

Simon sensed Shannon might be getting a bit lost, so he turned to her and asked her if she was into rugby, or any sport at all.
 
She really had no idea what they were talking about, but it didn't matter. Just the sound of their voices, their laughter, their pride was filling her with a warmth that made it hard to pay much attention to anything else. She was looking at Riccardo, seeing him almost glow in the praise of the friends, and wondering what it would feel like to touch his young, hard body when she realized Simon had asked her a question.

"No, I don't follow sports much," she said, blushing a little. Then she turned to Riccardo. "I guess if you're the man of the match, there should be some kind of reward?"
 
Riccardo looked across at her with a surprised expression. 'Nah - there's no reward; just the glory you get for doing something great. But I reckon there should be one...' he said looking around at his teammates, grinning at the idea of extra accolades.

'Here you go then' rumbled Rob, throwing another beer Riccardo's way. The other guys cheered Rob on and smiled at Riccardo's disappointment. He turned back to Shannon. 'So I'm unappreciated by my teammates; what do you think would be a good reward?'
 
She laughed when Rob threw Riccardo a beer. But when he then asked her what she thought his reward should be, she couldn't help shivering with excitement. She knew what she wanted to give him, though it didn't really have anything to do with rugby.

"How about a kiss?" she said, standing up and walking to him. She leaned over him, feeling her skirt stretch tight across her ass and her breasts swaying under the low cut top. She kissed him softly.
 
Riccardo was surprised, and flushed at the sudden sexual turn. The other guys cheered. Riccardo admired her as she sauntered over then bent to kiss him. Her perfume washed over him and her warmth and the soft kiss sent lust surging down to his penis. It started swelling in response. His teammates roared their approval. The kiss ended then their eyes locked. In confusion, embarrassment and lust Riccardo broke eye contact. His eyes slid down into her cleavage and his hands slipped onto her elbows
 
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Shannon blushed fiercely as the other guys cheered her on. The kiss was perfect, even if he was a little startled at first. She felt weak in the knees, but even if she hadn't just met him a moment ago, she couldn't exactly make out with him with all the other guys watching. No matter how much her body wanted her to.

She broke the kiss and met his eyes, saw his desire matching hers. Then his eyes dropped, and his hands held her arms, keeping her from standing up. She giggled nervously, grinning at him, bent down with her hands resting on his shoulders.
 
As Riccardo gazed down into Shannon's cleavage lust finally won over his other feelings. He wanted her. He tugged her arms, pulling her closer, then turning her to sit in his lap. He wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her and feeling her, and hoping his erection wasn't poking her too obviously. His hands gently meandered around her body, up her back around her shoulders and around her thighs.

The other guys cheered Riccardo on as he sat Shannon down; then when there was no more kissing their attention shifted back to their bragging.
 
As she slid into his lap, Shannon couldn't help noticing the hot stiffness of his cock pressing up against her ass. She froze, startled for a moment, but a moment after she felt it, a rush of arousal poured through her. She shifted in his lap as his hands caressed her, holding back from really groping her. She blushed, grateful for his restraint but at the same time wishing for more.

"Was that the reward you deserved?" She whispered in his ear.
 
'That was a great reward' Riccardo whispered back. They sat silently for a few minutes, Riccardo's hands gently wandering over her body, his eyes peering over her shoulder and across the tops of her breasts; her presence making him bolder.

'How about a game with a new reward' he murmered. 'If I can guess your underwear colour I get to keep them.'
 
Shannon stared at him, shocked by the suggestion, but her body seemed to approve, squirming in his lap so his cock rubbed against her pussy.

"OK," she said. "If you guess right, you get to keep them. What do I get if you guess wrong?"
 
'How about I lick your pussy? No - how about I give you the best pussylicking you've ever had.' he suggested. Her squirming and the thought of her pussy made his cock harder and it pushed against her insistently.
 
"Are you serious?" she said, hardly able to believe what she was hearing. But there was no denying the surge of heat that she felt between her thighs. It had been a long time since she'd been eaten out.
 
"Sure" he murmered immodestly to her. "Unless there's something you'd like more. .." He let her think that over.

"Anyway" he breathed in her ear "I don't think white panties are for you you. Or leopard-print or g-strings. You could have racy red or a royal blue, but I bet you're wearing black panties, with lacey bits." He paused to let that sink in. "Am I right or am I right?" he declaired quietly.
 
She gulped as he whispered in her ear, his hot breath making her pussy burn. As he spoke to her about her panties, it was all she could do not to reach down and start rubbing herself. She flushed at the thought of wearing something as trashy as a leopard g string, and she had to force herself to press her legs together when he whispered about black panties.

“You're right,” she whispered softly, and slowly stood up. Her legs were trembling as she looked at him, waiting for him to take her somewhere to claim his prize.
 
Riccardo grinned victoriously. "There's a bathroom upstairs. Go through the door, down the corridor, then upstairs and its straight in fron of you. I'll be there as soon as I can stand without embarrassing myself." He admired her as she walked to the door.
 
“Excuse me a moment,” she said to the other guys, standing up.

Shannon hurried up the stairs into the bathroom and pulled the door closed. She was breathing hard with her arousal and she slid her black, lacy panties down quickly, straightening her short skirt as she stood up and waited.
 
Riccardo tried to get his penis to subside. But he was far too aroused and gave up. Instead he gently trapped the tip with the waistband of his jeans then rearranged his shirt to cover it. Finally he was able to sneak away!

He casually slipped through the door then quickly strode down the hall and up the stairs - he didn't want to keep Shannon waiting. He finally burst through the bathroom door and saw Shannon still dressed with her panties in her hand. He was disappointed he didn't get to remove them. "So this is my prize" he said as he stepped closer to her and reached for her underwear.
 
Shannon bites her lip and nods.

"It's what you asked for," she says, pulling her panties out of his reach just as he reaches for them. She giggles and holds them behind her back.
 
Riccardo stepped up to Shannon, forcing her to step back to the bathroom counter. His body pushed against hers as he tried to reach around behind her to seize her panties. His first attempt failed so he pinned her arms instead, then nuzzled into her neck growling "Got you this time." One of his hands slid down her arm to catch the wrist of her hand holdind the panties while his other hand let go then latched onto the back of her neck, tugging her head back. He started to caress her around her neck and under her jaw with his lips.
 
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