The Accidental Groupie

by Matilda Martel

  “Armand, we can’t have angry sex like this. You’re too big. This makes you too crazy.” I jerked on my restraints, but he remained perfectly quiet.

  While I waited for him to do something to my ass, he threw me off his scent momentarily when he started licking my pussy. Gasping out loud, I shuddered and whimpered as he spread my legs wider and buried his face in my soaked lips. Driving his tongue deep, he suckled and strummed my clit, fingering me viciously until my walls clenched and my hips bucked against his face. As I writhed in the throes of passion, I suddenly felt a surge of adrenaline rush through me like electricity that forced a high-pitched set of consecutive screams to escape my mouth.

  “Armand! Oh God! I love you! Please not too rough. You’re too big baby!” I could take it, but even when he was gentle it was an incredible task.

  Perfectly silent, he started slow. He slid his impossibly hard, magnificently thick cock a few inches while I simultaneously tried to go limp and yet brace for the coming pain of his invasion. The first few inches were always the worst. Hearing me whine and feeling me shudder in pain, he bent over and kissed my shoulders, nibbling at my skin, but continuing to thrust forward as I whimpered with a mix of torment and indescribable pleasure. As he began to move in and out, my eyes rolled back in my head and gasped with unmistakable delight. The pain was subsiding, and the pleasure had become all-consuming.

  “Baby! You’re splitting me in two! You’re cock is stretching me open—oh God, Armand, you feel so good.” Excited by my enthusiasm, he caressed my ass as he thrusted deeper. He’d never gotten more than halfway in, but I had a feeling he was going to try for more. When I wailed in ecstasy, he went even further groaning and grunting loudly.

  “This is my ass, Liana. How dare you let someone else touch it.” He spanked me as he rammed harder, making me tremble from the dual sensations rippling through me.

  “Baby, I’m so sorry. Please don’t stop.” My voice was just above a whisper, as I hung face down, still tethered and shook from the crushing orgasm ravaging my body.

  When he drove deeper, I lost all control and became his willing slave. Sweating and panting as he plunged the rest of his massive cock inside me, I began grinding my ass into him, begging and screaming for more. I’d lost my mind. My body was seizing in multiples orgasms that kept me entranced and adrift, terrified that they would end. My thighs were soaked from all the fluids dripping out of me, but that wasn’t enough, I wanted him to give me more—and of course, he did.

  Holding on to both my ass cheeks, Armand pushed me down, laying me flat on my stomach and began stabbing my ass while I howled and thrashed against my restraints. He was a savage beast, riding me hard, pulling my hair and spanking me as he laid his final claim to my ass.

  “Don’t you ever…” He felt too overcome to finish his sentence.

  “Baby! You feel so good in my ass, you’re getting me so wet. I can’t stop cumming!”

  Flipping me over and untying me, Armand covered me with his body and captured my lips, filling my mouth with his tongue. Squeezing my breasts and pulling my nipples, he kissed me with a crazed feverish frenzy of lust.

  “I love you, my angel.” He held my shivering arms as stared into my eyes, still drunk with desire.

  “I love you.”

  “Are you tired?”

  “No.”

  “Good, because we’re not done.” Reaching for something, he pulled out the big dildo he’d bought me in London.

  “Baby! You fiend!”

  Pushing my knees up to my shoulders and lubing himself up again, Armand reclaimed his place in my sore ass, making us both groan as every inch slid in so divinely.

  “This looks so good, Li. Your ass was made for me.” He built up his rhythm as I writhed and arched my back, springing up and down to help him fill me with his giant shaft. Knowing he was watching my every move, I massaged my breasts and played with my nipples before reaching down and stroking my clit for his viewing pleasure. As I strummed by swollen nub, I touched a nerve that built into an amazing tension with only one place to go.

  “Baby! Keep going! Fuck me harder! I’m going to cum so hard!”

  Understanding what that meant, Armand pulled out the dildo and thrust it into my quivering pussy. Like a man on a mission, he viciously pummeled by passage with that huge plastic toy, trying to keep up to his pace but too distracted extracting his own pleasure and watching me.

  “Tell me when you’re cumming, kitten, I’m so close.”

  “Baby! Fuck me harder! Spank me! I’m such a bad girl!” Rocking into him, into the dildo, rubbing my clit while he thrust wildly, spanked me and looked as if he was about to have a heart attack, I finally flung my hips high and shot a stream of juices into the air, on his forearms, all over his chest as he gazed mesmerized at the sight.

  “Armand! Oh my God! Oh my God! Yes! Yes! I love you! I’m cumming! Baby, I’m cumming!”

  “Liana! You’re amazing.” Slowing down, his body jerked hard before his muscles tensed as he spilled himself deep inside me. Falling over on on my chest, he was spent, completely exhausted from having punished me thoroughly.

  Kissing my breasts, as he tried to move off of me, he choked out a few words. “Did you learn your lesson?”

  Running my fingers through his sweat-soaked hair, I nodded. “I did. You were more than fair.”

  “You’re coming home with me.”

  “I know.”

  “We should get married.” He gazed at me lovingly and kissed my hand.

  “Not for this, Armand. Not because we don’t trust each other.”

  “I trust you, my love. I just know I’ll never be able to live without you. Will you think about it?” He pulled me into his arms and brushed the sweaty strands of hair off my face.

  “I will, I promise. Can we shower first?”

  Chapter 6

  Making up

  “Oh, my beautiful doe, look at you! Come here!” Rushing over, the most beautiful man in the world wrapped his powerful arms around me and urged me not to cry.

  “Oh baby! I’m so sorry! I’ve missed you so much. How did you know I’d be here?” Dropping everything in my hands, I melted into him and inhaled his musky scent. I wanted to stay there forever.

  “I called Maura as soon as I landed.” He pulled me away from him slightly and glared down at me. “After I saw your little pictures. You had a busy night last night, my love. Let’s go upstairs. I got us a better room.”

  Standing next to him in the elevator, gazing up at him with a mix of fear and remorse, I tried to talk my way out of it.

  “I didn’t technically cheat on you, baby. We were already broken up.”

  He narrowed his eyes when we reached the top floor and walked me to our room. “I don’t believe I accepted your resignation, so technically, you did.”

  “Baby! That’s not a thing!” I strolled into the giant suite and played coy. “Yours was way worse, Armand.”

  “How so? You were with two men, Liana.” He threw off his jacket and helped me out of my coat.

  “But I didn’t enjoy it!” Whining with a small degree of petulance, I tried to hug him. “Baby! They were so small! And I thought you wanted me to have more experiences.” I reached out and fondled the huge bulge in his pants, chewing my lip with anticipation.

  Stunned that I would suggest he encouraged me into a menage a trois, he grabbed me by the waist and threw me over his shoulder.

  “Baby! What are you doing?”

  I knew what he was doing. I was getting spanked and with this kind of infraction, my ass going to be sore for days. Taking me into the bedroom, Armand roughly undressed me, flipped me over his knee and spanked me so hard, I was certain the next room heard me scream.

  “Baby! That hurt!”

  “I was worried sick, and you were having sex with two men, Liana?” The second swat was as hard as the first.

  “You broke my heart! You cheated on me!” I tried to squirm away, but he spanked me again.

&nbs
p; “I’m sorry about Veronique. You know I am. I love you and only you. You didn’t need to be childish and sleep with two people.” Another blow to my ass made me squeak in defeat.

  Hanging off his lap quietly, I sighed with remorse. “I didn’t want to love you anymore. I thought you were going to end up being just like my father.”

  That insult was too great. Flipping me back on the bed, he crawled over me and finished peeling off his shirt. “Don’t compare me to your father. I will never be like your father. These past three days have been miserable without you. This morning was agony. Not because you slept with someone else, but because until I saw the look on your face downstairs, I thought I’d lost you for good. You’re going to have to forgive me, Liana, because I can’t live without you.”

  “Do you forgive me?” I caressed his face, going over every angle with my finger. I was so in love with him. How could I think I could live without him?

  “I do, I have no choice. I love you more than anything in the world and I know you only did it to pay me back.”

  “I didn’t just do it to…” He held his finger to my lips.

  “We’re going to just leave it there. You did it to pay me back.” He nodded until I nodded in unison.

  “It was horrible. I hated every minute of it.” I pouted flirtatiously hoping we could move on.

  “I forgive you, my angel, but you’re still going to have to be thoroughly punished. And since you seem to enjoy two dicks at once, I brought along the present you never got to use.”

  “Baby! You carried it in your luggage? What if you got searched?”

  Grabbing his discarded tie, he dragged me to the top of the bed, placed me on all fours and tied my wrists to the headboard. Slapping my ass again, I heard him walk away to grab something from his luggage.

  “What are you doing? You said you forgave me? I’m still mad at you too Armand.”

  “No, you’re not. You don’t get to be mad at me anymore.” Spanking me again and again, I shrieked in pain until I felt him pouring oil down my ass. Titillated but frightened, I tried to set some ground rules.

  “Armand, we can’t have angry sex like this. You’re too big. This makes you too crazy.” I jerked on my restraints, but he remained perfectly quiet.

  While I waited for him to do something to my ass, he threw me off his scent momentarily when he started licking my pussy. Gasping out loud, I shuddered and whimpered as he spread my legs wider and buried his face in my soaked lips. Driving his tongue deep, he suckled and strummed my clit, fingering me viciously until my walls clenched and my hips bucked against his face. As I writhed in the throes of passion, I suddenly felt a surge of adrenaline rush through me like electricity that forced a high-pitched set of consecutive screams to escape my mouth.

  “Armand! Oh God! I love you! Please not too rough. You’re too big baby!” I could take it, but even when he was gentle it was an incredible task.

  Perfectly silent, he started slow. He slid his impossibly hard, magnificently thick cock a few inches while I simultaneously tried to go limp and yet brace for the coming pain of his invasion. The first few inches were always the worst. Hearing me whine and feeling me shudder in pain, he bent over and kissed my shoulders, nibbling at my skin, but continuing to thrust forward as I whimpered with a mix of torment and indescribable pleasure. As he began to move in and out, my eyes rolled back in my head and gasped with unmistakable delight. The pain was subsiding, and the pleasure had become all-consuming.

  “Baby! You’re splitting me in two! You’re cock is stretching me open—oh God, Armand, you feel so good.” Excited by my enthusiasm, he caressed my ass as he thrusted deeper. He’d never gotten more than halfway in, but I had a feeling he was going to try for more. When I wailed in ecstasy, he went even further groaning and grunting loudly.

  “This is my ass, Liana. How dare you let someone else touch it.” He spanked me as he rammed harder, making me tremble from the dual sensations rippling through me.

  “Baby, I’m so sorry. Please don’t stop.” My voice was just above a whisper, as I hung face down, still tethered and shook from the crushing orgasm ravaging my body.

  When he drove deeper, I lost all control and became his willing slave. Sweating and panting as he plunged the rest of his massive cock inside me, I began grinding my ass into him, begging and screaming for more. I’d lost my mind. My body was seizing in multiples orgasms that kept me entranced and adrift, terrified that they would end. My thighs were soaked from all the fluids dripping out of me, but that wasn’t enough, I wanted him to give me more—and of course, he did.

  Holding on to both my ass cheeks, Armand pushed me down, laying me flat on my stomach and began stabbing my ass while I howled and thrashed against my restraints. He was a savage beast, riding me hard, pulling my hair and spanking me as he laid his final claim to my ass.

  “Don’t you ever…” He felt too overcome to finish his sentence.

  “Baby! You feel so good in my ass, you’re getting me so wet. I can’t stop cumming!”

  Flipping me over and untying me, Armand covered me with his body and captured my lips, filling my mouth with his tongue. Squeezing my breasts and pulling my nipples, he kissed me with a crazed feverish frenzy of lust.

  “I love you, my angel.” He held my shivering arms as stared into my eyes, still drunk with desire.

  “I love you.”

  “Are you tired?”

  “No.”

  “Good, because we’re not done.” Reaching for something, he pulled out the big dildo he’d bought me in London.

  “Baby! You fiend!”

  Pushing my knees up to my shoulders and lubing himself up again, Armand reclaimed his place in my sore ass, making us both groan as every inch slid in so divinely.

  “This looks so good, Li. Your ass was made for me.” He built up his rhythm as I writhed and arched my back, springing up and down to help him fill me with his giant shaft. Knowing he was watching my every move, I massaged my breasts and played with my nipples before reaching down and stroking my clit for his viewing pleasure. As I strummed by swollen nub, I touched a nerve that built into an amazing tension with only one place to go.

  “Baby! Keep going! Fuck me harder! I’m going to cum so hard!”

  Understanding what that meant, Armand pulled out the dildo and thrust it into my quivering pussy. Like a man on a mission, he viciously pummeled by passage with that huge plastic toy, trying to keep up to his pace but too distracted extracting his own pleasure and watching me.

  “Tell me when you’re cumming, kitten, I’m so close.”

  “Baby! Fuck me harder! Spank me! I’m such a bad girl!” Rocking into him, into the dildo, rubbing my clit while he thrust wildly, spanked me and looked as if he was about to have a heart attack, I finally flung my hips high and shot a stream of juices into the air, on his forearms, all over his chest as he gazed mesmerized at the sight.

  “Armand! Oh my God! Oh my God! Yes! Yes! I love you! I’m cumming! Baby, I’m cumming!”

  “Liana! You’re amazing.” Slowing down, his body jerked hard before his muscles tensed as he spilled himself deep inside me. Falling over on on my chest, he was spent, completely exhausted from having punished me thoroughly.

  Kissing my breasts, as he tried to move off of me, he choked out a few words. “Did you learn your lesson?”

  Running my fingers through his sweat-soaked hair, I nodded. “I did. You were more than fair.”

  “You’re coming home with me.”

  “I know.”

  “We should get married.” He gazed at me lovingly and kissed my hand.

  “Not for this, Armand. Not because we don’t trust each other.”

  “I trust you, my love. I just know I’ll never be able to live without you. Will you think about it?” He pulled me into his arms and brushed the sweaty strands of hair off my face.

  “I will, I promise. Can we shower first?”

  Conclusion

  Of course I married him. Three weeks
after we left New York, just after the New Year, we were married in a small ceremony just outside Paris. It was the most romantic day of my life and quickly followed by one of the filthiest, perverted, nastiest nights of our year together. As I said, he is just so goddamn wonderful.

  I never did do that dumb video and after two weeks of kissing my ass, I did forgive Elliott. Of course, he’s annoyed now that I’m three months pregnant and considering leaving the business for good. He’ll just have to move on, everyone else did.

  My small scandal blew over by Christmas. It was old news and no one cares about a stupid threesome anymore. It must have been a slow news week. Poor Asher and Earl kept up the good fight for a few weeks but stopped bothering me when they heard I got married. Ash even sent flowers.

  As they say, all is well that ends well. Armand and I are blissfully happy and ecstatically in love. There was never anything accidental about us.

  We were always meant to be.

  The End.

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