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Mastering Him

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by Meghan Boehners

"Your mouth is wet silk," he gasped, touching her hair and murmuring his thanks. She loved the power she had over him at this moment. If she had sped things up, he wouldn't have lasted another minute. But this wasn't a quickie.

  She kept enjoying the feeling of this massive thing in her mouth, slowly going faster as he tightened his grasp on her hair. Licking lightly, she confidently played with his balls, enjoying the taste as his juices began to ooze out into her mouth, making her moan. She let him slide back in again, as her fingers grabbed the base of his cock firmly, establishing dominance.

  All at once he groaned and grasped, grinding his hips in and out as she rolled her tongue around his pole and pumped the base. Her lips formed a pleasure circle around his penis. His balls tightened; he was about to blow. "I'm coming!" he shouted, his penis nearly twitching.

  He was totally captivated, his eyes closed and face unfocused, holding his breath but savoring every touch of her lips, her mastery. Knowing she could give him so much more, she finessed the tip, tickling and stroking, slid up twice with two massive strokes, then released it so it flopped onto his stomach, tonguing his inner thigh to his balls, where she sucked one entirely into her mouth.

  His ass tightened and he hissed, "Give me your mouth!"

  She was more than happy to comply. Her tongue gave him the extra he needed. "I don't know if I can take it any more! You have me where you want," he cried.

  She was a blow job prodigy. She moved her lips up on his pole, pushing him over the edge.

  His hips began to buck and his cock swelled suddenly. "Fuck yes!" he called out, his dick suddenly lunging into the back of her throat. He grabbed her shoulders as sweet, acrid cum filled her mouth, and she kept her mouth still while milking the base of him with her hand. He shivered and shook and contracted and contorted until, finally, she pulled her mouth away and gently pumped his shaft, careful to keep her hand away from the too-sensitive tip, Stephen shaking and quivering with little aftershocks of orgasm.

  And then she swallowed. His eyebrows shot up with admiration. She giggled.

  His arms beckoned, bodies entwined, hand on her abdomen. "Now we shift places.” He squared his shoulders and shifted their bodies so she was now prone on the couch.

  She moaned before he even touched her. His tongue settled on her red nub, a soft touch like a promise, that made her ooze with pleasure where his lips met, like silk, instantaneously.

  "That feels so good, "she said, his practiced arms reaching under her hips, splayed and reaching for every square inch. Using those muscled arms, he hiked her up a few inches, giving himself one hand to drive her crazy, gliding two fingers in her eager pussy and looping it up enough to make her vaginal walls pulsate.

  Lust drove her to new heights, all heat converging on her clit as he teased it, building her to a screaming orgasm, slipping his finger in and out, making her want more. Her legs began to shake and she knew she would come like a freight train soon. She could feel for his head, sinking her hands into him, slipping and guiding him to find the just-right rhythm that would --

  "Oh, Steve!" she hissed, pelvis grinding into his mouth and tongue. Laving now, his tongue widening, he alternated between a more diffuse feeling and the targeted, pointed tongue that made her entire body zing. Feeling both made her orgasm crest as even her rib muscles tightened, her pussy walls encasing and imprisoning his finger, her hands now urgently shoving his face into her, his tongue working hard to keep her frenzy going.

  "No! Keep going! God, don't stop!" she screamed, fingernails gouging his shoulders, her clit forced against his face as she cried, "I am coming, oh, my GOD!" She had never exploded like this, had never been in the hands of a master like this. Focusing on her orgasm, he followed, butterflying her nub, now licking as the peak ended, her gasps subsiding, like an athlete recovering.

  She opened her eyes and found them locked with a familiar pair, because there stood Brian, watching patiently across the room, pants unzipped, stroking himself.

  “Hey there, Dawn,” he said, as if running into her at the mall and saying “hi.”

  “BRIAN!” she shrieked. Stephen grinned and slid his hands up her body, kissing her. He tasted like pussy, which made her red and engorged again, her clit and pussy clenching so hard she climaxed yet again simply from the kiss, her pussy pressing into his hip, her juices in her mouth, his mouth, the odor turning her on so much that she found herself orgasming without touch.

  Soon she felt a new pair of hands on her. Brian had stripped naked during the kiss, Stephen whispering, “Let's make this a full house,” and all she could do was nod and close her eyes again as a new mouth, one that didn't taste like her, took her lips and kissed her tenderly.

  “God, we have missed you,” Brian whispered in her ear.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked, confused.

  “Steve and I are roommates. I was at work and just got home from my shift to find you two here. What a welcome dinner!” he said, hands squeezing her breasts, mouth kissing the valley between them.

  “Oh, no, I just came from that!” she said, shocked that those words came out of her mouth. Who on earth would ever COMPLAIN about more oral sex?

  “Then let's get you in the mood,” he whispered. Stephen got up and came back with three glasses of wine. Brian took the lead as she sipped with Steve. He slipped one hand to her pussy, then with one finger he was touching her clit, rocketing her to yet another wave. She swatted his hand away. "No! It's too much." He licked his finger, then stood, staring deeply at her.

  Brian's hand reached down to cup her cheek and went serious. "I need you. I never should have let you go."

  “Make that a 'we,' Brian,” Stephen said, downing his wine. Dawn finished hers and smiled at them both.

  You would think she was sated, but there was a sudden surge that hit her out of nowhere. She needed to impale herself on both of them, to have them fill her, to lose control.

  To fill her. Everywhere.

  Brian first. She pulled him to the couch in a sitting position, straddling his untouched cock. Aiming him carefully, she dipped over over his gloriously-thick shaft. He was thick and throbbing, and she groaned with fullness, already so slick from Steve's mouth.

  "Give me all of it, both of you! This is exactly what I need," she cried out. Brian groaned, then put his hands on her shoulders, tipping her just right, her hips at a higher angle, her ass facing Steve as he reached for a tube of lube he must have gotten when he poured the wine.

  Double entry! It had been too long, and she felt the climax rise in her already. Easy, girl. Not yet. What they were about to do was worth the wait.

  The feeling was indescribable, an ending and a beginning, emotional and psychological, all at once. As if they were literally filling a hole inside her that was fused into every part of who she was.

  When she pulled up, the friction was delightful, moving toward an orgasm more powerful than with anyone. Kneading her breasts, Brian was spasming her pussy, too. Sliding her ass up, she changed her weight distribution, then teased him by moving him out, tightened her pussy walls and shocking him with the force of her descent.

  He grasped her hips and reduced her range of motion, nodding over her shoulder at Steve. A warm, wet mouth covered her rim suddenly, the feeling making her pussy clamp hard over Brian's shaft. What was this? No one had ever rimmed her before. Ah, God!

  Steve's tongue played with her asshole, teasing and darting, making her tightening and loosen, pulsing and climaxing in her anus – if that were possible. Cold, wet lube hit her starfish, then fingers massaging the muscular bands moved in, an inch, then back, two inches, then back. Then a ton of lube, all as Brian rocked her gently, pushing on a spot that made her –

  Read how it all ends in Two Old Flames, by Meghan Boehners.

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  Table of Contents

  The Unexpected Dom #1: Jennifer's Revenge 4

  The Unexpected Dom #2: Dominating the CEO 19

  The Unexpected Dom #3: Core of Pleasure 50

  Pegging the Boss: Lindsay and Mark 71

  Pegging the Boss: Jill and Paul 78

  Pegging the Boss: Alicia and Mike 85

  Pegging Santa 92

  Pegging Mr. Chandler 96

  Ready for More? 104

  Two Old Flames – A Sample 104

  Ready for Even More? 109

  About the Author 110

 

 

 


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