Trixie Provoked

by Viktor Redreich

  Trixie tried to make her voice hard and authoritative. Instead, it came out breathy and flirty.

  She thrust her bosom up, and her hard nipples became visible through her satin shirt.

  No one could blame her for her reaction. Any hot-blooded female would have been attracted to Jake.

  Four years older and the very definition of a statuesque, his thick dark hair and a smile that melted hearts were merely toppings on the cake of perfection.

  And Jake had given her a severe sweet tooth.

  Jake was dressed in a pair of blue jeans that showed off his muscular thighs, along with a simple, tight cotton tee defining his sculpted chest and arms.

  It was just the two of them in the hotel room, and Trixie knew that women everywhere would have committed murder to be in her position.

  His lips curved in a sexy half-smile and he said, “Well, that's what I thought, too. That is. until I got a better look at that sexy body of yours.” He winked. “It would be a crime not to capture as much of it as possible on camera.”

  He stroked the intriguing bulge between his legs and looked her up and down heatedly.

  Trixie fanned her blushing cheeks.

  “Well, when you put it that way… How can I resist?”

  Her fingers went to work on the buttons of her light blue blouse.

  Click. Click. Click.

  The camera captured it all as one after the another, buttons came undone.

  Trixie smiled her Mona Lisa smile and dropped the blouse to the floor.

  She threw her head back and laughed as the photographer groaned deep and loud.

  Her sheer bra was hopeless at keeping her flesh concealed, least of all her erect nipples.

  Trixie was feeling energetic, confident and sexy. It was an exhilarating combination of sensations she had lost over a year ago after a failed attempt at a relationship with a man more than twice her age.

  She didn’t fight the urge to push her short skirt down her hips. It fell to the floor, and she kicked it away.

  Her thong matched her bra and barely hid anything. Trixie’s modesty vanished as she rearranged her limbs for him, pose after pose.

  Click. Click.

  Behind the camera’s lens, Jake continued snapping pictures and offering encouragement with words that bordered between sensual and obscene.

  “Bend over. Let me see the curve of your ass a little more.”

  “Thrust your titties up higher. I want those cherry tips to show real clear.”

  “You are too sexy for words.”

  “I think it’s time for an outfit change.” Jake offered, finally finished with his dirty directives.

  His attraction to her was obvious, and he did nothing to hide the tent pitched in his pants.

  Trixie couldn’t keep her eyes off it.

  She threw him a playful smile and then answered him. “I could not agree more.”

  She walked toward the rack where several outfits hung from plastic hangers.

  Trixie made sure to sway her ass as her high heels clicked on the floor and his mouth watered.

  She grabbed hold of a somewhat conservative outfit just to see what he would do.

  As she predicted, he protested, “Uh uh, honey. Something a bit sexier, eh?”

  He dismissed every outfit she chose until she reached the lingerie section.

  “That one,” he pointed to a skimpy, white camisole top with matching beaded, sheer panties.

  She pulled it off the rack and held it up admiring the delicate and intricate beading and lace.

  It was a mix of sultry and innocent, and she loved it.

  “Want a little show while I’m at it?” she asked Jake.

  “You know I’d never say no to anything you offer me, babe,” Jake responded with a grin.

  Trixie giggled.

  She shimmied out of her thong then slipped off her bra. Completely naked, she started putting on the new lingerie, all the while watching Jake watch her.

  She turned away from him and bent over to pull the new, beaded panties up her long, slender legs balancing perfectly in her red stilettos. She took her time enticing the man, feeling his lustful eyes on her.

  When she finished and spun around, his Adam’s apple bobbed at the sight of her.

  Trixie smiled and asked, “How do you want me?”

  His eyebrow rose at her double entendre, and he blinked before answering, “Anyway I can get you, but for now, on the couch will do."

  She stretched out on the plush, red sofa seductively curving her body. Butt up, boobs out. The couch sat in front of a wall of floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city landscape. The photoshoot resumed.

  They repeated the process twice more with Trixie changing into new lingerie sets before his hungry eyes.

  The pieces got smaller and smaller. Her poses more and more risqué.

  Finally, she wore only black heels and string thong panties with a matching strip of velvety fabric covering her nipples.

  She was on her hands and knees on the carpeted floor.

  She flipped her hair over her shoulder and looked up at Jake with sex gleaming in her eyes.

  Behind the camera, Jake moved around for different angles capturing various shots. He walked behind her and Trixie cocked her ass higher so he could capture the way the thong struggled to contain the plump flesh of her freshly shaven slit.

  She had no idea how long ago her mood had changed, the mood of the whole photoshoot really, but her center was wet and dripping nectar.

  Her arousal was thick in the air. It made her skin flush, and her nipples pointed and hard. Every time she moved, she got a whiff of her own delightfully musky odor.

  Trixie wondered if Jake could smell it too and when she noticed the way his nostrils flared, she got her answer.

  He groaned when Trixie pressed her breasts to the floor and pushed her ass up with her thighs sprawled.

  Click. Click.

  "These are definitely going into my private collection," Jake announced with a smirk.

  “Don’t you have enough of these in your private collection?” Trixie asked as she rolled onto her back and arched as he snapped the next few shots.

  “A man can never have enough sexy pictures of his hot girlfriend,” Jake said. “Besides, these are nothing like the others. You feeling particularly adventurous today, baby?”

  Very wild today actually, she admitted to herself internally.

  Instead of answering him though, she shrugged and shifted gracefully into her next pose.

  He was immediately distracted as her legs opened wide.

  She and Jake had been dating for the past few months.

  They had met through a work function.

  They had made eye contact from across the room. She had tried to act coy like she hadn’t noticed him, but when he came to chat her up, she couldn’t help but fall for his sexy voice. Her self-imposed hiatus from men was over right then.

  He had asked for her phone number, and the combustive chemistry between them caused her to reciprocate.

  She had watched his muscular ass as he walked away. Then a female coworker ran up to her and gushed about how she’d just caught the attention of the CEO’s bachelor son.

  Trixie used to work in a boutique, which was only a small part of a large, global company. She quickly rose up the ranks and got promoted to work in the head office as part of the merchandising team.

  Presently, she was tasked with travel around the world looking for factories to sample and manufacture the premium quality clothing sold in the company’s many boutiques.

  Trixie was currently on a business trip in Hong Kong and Jake, who had been quick to romance her into being his girlfriend after their initial meeting, was accompanying her.

  She’d been trying on the samples of clothing she’d picked up from the various factories they’d visited. Jake loved to improve on his photography and increase his portfolio, so he’d offered to take pictures.

  She had, of course, agreed. She
loved the sexy way he made her feel whenever he photographed her.

  Which is why when he asked her to remove her bra, she did it with such flair, drawing as much attention she could to her pert bosom.

  Feeling powerful and goddess-like, she had no intention of stopping there.

  “Make sure you get some really good shots of what I’m about to do,” she told him with a wink and sexy smirk.

  Like an eager puppy, he nodded.

  She took her panties off and displayed her cunny to him. She sucked on her fingers then slid them down her belly and over her hairless mound. Trixie spread her lower lips to show him how wet she was.

  Her feminine essence was dripping down, seeping between her ass cheeks.

  Click. Click.

  “Rub your clit for me,” he demanded from behind the lens.

  It was her pleasure, and she did it with increasing vigor before plunging her wet digits into her clenching hole.

  She was a woman who owned her sexuality and was not afraid to pleasure herself, even with an audience. With three fingertips plunged deep inside, she began to massage her breasts and roll her nipples with the fingers of her free hand. She hit the spot sure to give her the greatest satisfaction and bowed her back for the camera.

  She looked straight into the lens and cried out dirty words.

  “This feels so good, Jake, but I bet you would feel even better. Can you imagine it like I can? Your monster cock working deep into my wet, tight kitty, shooting your hot cum inside me?”

  His dark pupils dilated at her words.

  “Damn, baby, you know I can imagine it. The feel of you surrounding me always takes me straight there.”

  Jake undid the top button of his jeans and pulled the zipper down with one hand. His fingers went inside to squeeze the log barely contained inside.

  “And your cock always makes me cum so damn hard, Jake. I wish I could always have it inside me. Ohhh...” she moaned as a wave of sensations passed over her.

  Click. Click.

  She wanted to let herself be dragged into the fantasy. To just close her eyes and let her body be lashed with the pleasure, but she stopped short of making herself cum and pulled her fingers away from her needy center.

  She brought them to her lips then licked them clean, moaning and locking eyes with Jake as her tongue slithered around licking up the taste of herself.

  “I can't get over how sensual and sexy you are,” Jake whispered, his hand still in his pants.

  He pulled his tool out and her mouth watered.

  He must have read her mind because he said, “I want you… no, I need you to suck me.”

  “Not even a pretty please?” she teased even as she crawled toward him.

  He grinned and snapped another picture then said, “With a cherry on top.”

  She took things slow to tease him, encircling his stem with nimble fingers and licking at the drops of precum pearling from his slit. She made love to the tip with her lips before opening up so he could slide in.

  She pulled him deep into her throat, spit dripping from the sides of her overfilled mouth.

  Click. Click. Click.

  His fingers fisted in her hair pulling her onto his plunging pole.

  Quickly, Jake lost patience with the device between them and tossed the camera to the side.

  “Stop before I cum too soon,” he said a second before he lifted her off the floor and threw her onto the sofa.

  She landed on her back with a thud and immediately opened her legs, eager to be filled.

  He did not disappoint. He got rid of his clothes as fast as he could, then climbed on top of her and pushed into her sopping well with a deep, hard stroke that hurt Trixie just the right amount.

  She was on the verge of delirium but had enough sense to say, “You need to put a condom on.”

  He was thrusting, and her body was lifting into his movements as he answered, “I don’t have any on me, but don’t worry, babe. I won’t cum in you. I’ll pull out.”

  For medical issues, Trixie’s doctor had taken her off birth control. She and Jake were now required to use condoms.

  Although they’d already taken a few chances at going bareback, she didn’t care to take another.

  Having a baby was not a part of her plans at the moment, but in the heat of the moment, she’d let herself be carried away by the rhythm of Jake’s fine cocksmanship.

  She moaned loudly and squeezed her breasts before telling him, “Harder!”

  Jake knew how she liked to be rammed, so he grabbed her throat and squeezed just hard enough that oxygen was in short supply. She gasped as her cunny clenched and gushed cream around his jabbing stick.

  Jake twisted her nipples and spanked her ass. She was screaming as he pounded into her fast and furious. She came all over his invading tool, and the tensing of his muscles told her he was not far behind.

  Before she could stop him, Jake came inside her, shooting stream after stream of his thick hot semen deep inside.

  The warmth filled her lower abdomen and indignation intruded on her pleasure.

  “You asshole! I told you not to cum inside me!” she screamed at a chagrined-looking Jake.

  Chapter 2

  Fingers up your skirt

  A week had passed quickly, and Jake and Trixie were back home in the big city.

  Trixie loved traveling and visiting far-flung locales, but nothing beat the vivaciousness of the metropolis in which she lived.

  As a small-town girl, Trixie fell utterly in love with the lively culture of the city from the moment she stepped foot in it three years ago. She could barely imagine living anywhere else and fell back quickly into the groove of things the moment she returned from her business trip to Asia, especially since she was more than adequately recharged from the fun she’d had on her journey.

  The evening was falling over the bustle, and Trixie shut down her computer. She was still in her office when almost everyone else had already gone home, but it was not unusual for Trixie to burn the midnight oil.

  As it was only 7 p.m., she was leaving early that day.

  She was meeting Jake’s parents that evening.

  Trixie was nervous yet excited.

  While she’d had fun with Jake, it was surprising how quickly things were evolving between them. Their relationship was getting serious fast, and she didn’t know how to feel about it.

  Besides, Jake’s dad was the CEO of the company Trixie worked fo. She needed to make a killer first impression on the man known to chew people out just for the fun of it.

  She’d set her sights on moving up in the company. Her current position was only a minor stepping stone to the big things she had planned for herself.

  Rubbing shoulders with the most powerful person in the organization and getting in his good graces would undoubtedly help accomplish her goals faster.

  After packing up and closing up her office, Trixie went to the community bathroom. The entire space was empty, and the only person she’d passed on her way had been the janitor.

  Grateful to have the bathroom to herself, she went to work fixing her hair and makeup in front of the mirror.

  After fluffing out her hair and smacking her lips together, she surveyed the results.

  She was dressed simply in a black pencil skirt and sleeveless, light blue shirt. Even though she was just one of many in the merchandising department, Trixie wanted to look the part of a high achieving manager because she’d heard somewhere that you have to fake it until you make it. She spared no expense in her wardrobe of professional outfits, and it showed.

  The two garments hugged her curves in just the right way making her look proficient yet sexy. Her heels were just as meticulously picked and brand-named.

  Small pieces of jewelry hanging from her ear and around her wrist complemented the outfit. Her makeup was mostly neutral except for the pop of red lip color designed to turn heads.

  Trixie looked gorgeous, and she knew it. She had made sure of it.

  Wi
th a satisfied smile, she left the bathroom and headed out of the building. She caught a cab and climbed into the back seat with emotions swirling around inside they drove to the fancy restaurant where she’d finally meet her boyfriend's parents.

  “Trixie, babe, I’d like you to meet my dad, Rick and my mom, Sandra. Mom and Dad, this is my wonderful girlfriend, Trixie.”

  After Jake made introductions, Trixie and his parents shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.

  “We’ve heard so much about you, Trixie. This boy truly cannot stop singing your praises. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” Sandra said after the brief handshake.

  The woman looked her up and down, studying, judging. Trixie stood steady under the assessment even with nerves tightening her stomach.

  “Nice to meet you.”

  That was all Jake’s dad said which was odd by comparison, but something strange happened when their hands touched.

  A buzz of electricity shot between their palms, but before she could analyze the shock of sensation, the foursome was interrupted.

  “Good evening, please follow me,” a waiter in a tuxedo said.

  Their waiter showed them to their table and--due to the wealth that oozed from Jake’s parents, Trixie assumed--the table was undoubtedly the best in the entire restaurant.

  The lights of the city sparkled from below the balcony seating. Trixie was left in awe and marveled at the white-glove treatment.

  She could get used to this.

  Looking over at Jake, she smiled.

  He returned the gesture, taking her hand in his and squeezing affectionately. She dazzled at how handsome he was. He treated her like a queen and always went out of his way to show her how much she meant to him.

  Every day she fell just a little bit more in lust and in love with the young man.

  It was a scary and exhilarating thing.

  He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “You look gorgeous tonight. But then again, you always do.”

  She blushed under his compliments.

  She blushed for an entirely different reason when he added, “It makes me hard just watching you. It's a fantasy of mine to ravish you in public, and banging you right here on this table would certainly fulfill that fantasy.”