Spy Games

by Cassandra Dee

  “Like what you see, baby girl?” came that low, smooth voice again. “You wanna climb on?”

  I jolted. Oh my god. I still couldn’t believe that he wanted to fuck me in the club. This was absolutely mindblowing, like my brain was about to burst.

  Because what about my friends? What about the other people at the venue? Would they be able to see? I looked away from the thick prick straining against the front of his pants, expecting my friends to be staring at us or for the other people to be watching me with shock and disgust.

  But my friends were nowhere in sight, and neither was that sleazy bartender. Oh god. Jenna and Denise were probably off having a threesome with him, letting him rotate between their pussies. They were gone and nobody else paid any attention to me and the stranger.

  The music pulsed loud and hard in the club and the dim lighting turned shapes into shadows. People ground against one another on the dance floor, practically having sex. In fact, I’d bet there were people getting it on, or at least some fingers snaking into wet twat. And that’s exactly what this guy wanted to do, here in the VIP lounge.

  So why not? People were already doing it, and I didn’t want to be boring old Lacey anymore. Licking my lips, I scooted closer. My head swam from the alcohol even as my pussy throbbed, empty and aching to be filled.

  “Okay,” came my soft reply.

  And before I could give my saner self the chance to change its mind, I pulled off my panties and climbed on the stranger’s lap with my back to him, facing the dance floor. I expected the billionaire to grunt about how heavy I was, but instead, he only groaned with obvious excitement and gripped my thighs and my hips. The hand in my panties cupped my pussy and squeezed harder, making my clit jump. Oh my god, was this really happening?

  But it was.

  The billionaire grunted and squeezed my private place again, fingers slipping and sliding over my snatch, eliciting a moan.

  “I like a girl with a little meat on her bones,” came that low, throaty growl in my ear. His hands stroked my belly and up to my boobs. “I’d love to bend you over and slam into your big ass and see all this juiciness jiggle while I fuck you.” He pinched my nipple and I moaned, so turned on I could scream. “Are you ready for me, princess?” With another grunt of excitement, he yanked my dress out of the way.

  His dick was thick and hard under my ass. And god, oh so bare. I shivered and squirmed on top of it, pussy dripping wildly. I hadn’t even noticed when he unzipped and took his cock out, but it was here now, pressing insistently between my ass cheeks.

  I wanted it so bad. Sweat flowed down between my breasts and my thighs were sticky with need. Still shaking, I looked at him over my shoulder.

  “I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. “I…I’m a virgin.”

  “Fuck…” He groaned, those blue burning even brighter with lust. “Don’t worry, princess. I’m not. I know just how to take care of you.”

  He reached in front of me and slipped his fingers between my thighs and rubbed my clit, first slow and easy. That masculine breath was hot in my ear, fat cock demanding under my ass.

  “I’m going to make this good for you, baby doll.”

  He stroked harder and I nearly bucked with the sensation, throwing my head back as electricity sparked through my entire body from the touch of his fingers on my clit. My slit dripped as I panted wildly, getting desperate.

  “You want it bad, don’t you?” he growled, intensifying the hard rub on my private spot, orgasm winding up tight in my cunt.

  “Yes,” I moaned although I wasn’t sure he heard me above the music. “Please fuck me, please!”

  I moved my hips by instinct, sliding back when he lifted me up with his other hand, working to get that slick pussy into position.

  But he slid his fingers inside my cunt instead of his dick, making shallow strokes with those thick fingers before moving back to touch my asshole and spread the juices from my pussy back there.

  “What are you doing?” was my gasp, twisting around to look at the big man as best I could. “Oh god!”

  My butthole clenched and spasmed wildly, unused to being touched at all. But the billionaire just grinned wolfishly, breath hot and fast in my ear.

  “Trust me, you’ll love it,” he rasped. “Just relax.”

  And incredibly, the relentless firm rub to my clit had me opening up my ass for him then, readying myself to take his massive man meat in my bottom.

  “Good girl!” he grunted into the back of my neck. “I knew you’d be game.”

  The juices from my pussy slicked my butt and I felt the smooth heat of his fuckrod nudging at that tender taboo spot.

  “I’m going to fuck your ass, baby. It’s goin’ in here.” Slowly, he eased that dicktip against my tiny pucker, the pressure unstoppable.

  “Oh!” I squealed, grabbing his knees with both hands, trying not to struggle. “Oh god, oh god!” It felt like my butt was being opened by a giant club, something Fred Flintstone would use to beat down a dinosaur.

  “Oh!” I screamed again. “God!”

  Because it wasn’t going to fit. That massive monster cock wasn’t going to squeeze into my back end, and I clenched my hands on his knees again and panted, groaning from the heavy hardness pressing urgently against my back hole.

  “You can take it, sweetheart,” he hissed, never letting up. “You want this dick don’t you?”

  And the truth was, I did. So I closed my eyes, throwing my head back.

  “Yes!” I panted through the pain, the throb in my butt dissipating as he stroked my clit and fucked my pussy with light thrusts of his fingers. Moaning and squirming helplessly, my cunt streamed juices, lubing up my back hole.

  “Fuck me! Fuck me!” was my helpless mewl.

  But as much as I wanted it, nothing came so easy. Slowly, my rim edged open, that fat dickhead slipping in. Unnh! It was so good, his cockpole prying me open slowly, stretching me as more man meat made its way in.

  “Unnnh!” came my involuntary moan, eyes closed as I focused every ounce of energy on my back end. “Oh god.”

  And slowly, that heavy rod pushed in further, sliding a couple inches up my rectum. Oh my god, I had something in my back hole! My anus, heretofore untouched, was getting breached by the biggest, hardest dick I’d ever seen.

  “Fuck little girl,” the alpha rasped harshly in my ear. “Fuck you’re so tiny.”

  But with a jerk and heavy push, he was in. That meat slammed up into my ass as he pinched my clit again and again, stopping only to lightly stroke my streaming vag.

  “Unnnh!” came my wild scream, unbidden and uncontrolled. “Unnnh!”

  I was full on both ends, and like a rocket ship, the explosion happened all over his hand. My cunt shook from the pleasure, swollen flesh squeezing tight as a fist and juicing everywhere. The massive quakes just wouldn’t stop, and by the time I could breathe again, all the pain was gone and he was balls deep in my butt.

  “Now hold on to the table, princess. I’m about to ram this luscious ass of yours until you can’t see straight,” came that hoarse rasp behind me.

  And trembling, my breath coming in harsh pants, I leaned over and grabbed the glass table top. Oh god, this was so wrong. I had a man’s dick up my butt and he was telling me to grab on tight for the pummeling ahead. Oh god, this buttfucking was so dirty.

  But the billionaire always delivers. Grabbing onto my hips, he slid into me in one smooth stroke.

  “Oh!” came my breathy wail. “Oh oh oh!”

  Then another and another until I was bouncing up and down in his lap. If anybody saw us, they would immediately know what we were doing. There was no hiding the way my tits jumped under my dress with each ram of his tool or the gasps and groans flying from my mouth.

  But I didn’t care. Even though I’d come already, the hard pounding of his rod in my butt and the relentless pressure of his fingers on my clit had me flying again. And somehow, I screamed in time to the music while his hands gripped my hips
hard. The alpha grunted in my ear, rough and animalistic, hot and furious at once.

  “Come on, baby,” he ground out, panting hard. “That’s it. I knew this pretty butt could take my meat.” The sweat dripped between my breasts and my asshole hurt so good. “Yeah, baby. That’s right,” came the words. “Unnh, fuck you feel good!” This time, the words were ragged, excitement building in the big man’s balls.

  And doing my best, I squeezed my ass cheeks hard on that big dick, forcing him over the edge. That massive body froze for one moment then shuddered wildly, shooting cum, showering my hole from the inside. Oh fuck, oh fuck! It was so goopy and hot, semen lashing my rectum again and again, coating my insides. I’d never felt anything so primal, animalistic and mind-blowing in my life.

  A scream escaped my lungs, full volume as my butthole clenched.

  “Unnh!” was my wild cry, anus and pussy clamping again and again, pulsing on the huge piece of man meat. “Unnh, unnh!”

  And the alpha just kept pumping. A big hand curved around my throat and my pulse felt like it was going to jump right out of my skin and leap into his hand.

  “You feel so fucking good,” he groaned roughly. “So fucking good.”

  I panted hard, hanging on for dear life to the edge of the table. Oh my god, oh my god. Had I really just done that? Had I really let a man take my ass cherry, running a big dick into my behind?

  But it was true because even as I squirmed, that big dick squirted again, the remnants of his hot bubbly cum painting my insides. Oh shit! My mouth was dry, like I’d just come off a rollercoaster, and I rubbed my thighs together deliciously, still barely able to compute.

  But the alpha pushed my back down then, pulling out slowly. Bent over, a moan escaped my lips as I shut my eyes. Because that fat cock felt just as good coming out going in, and my pleats flared before clamping down once more.

  A low chuckle sounded behind me.

  “Princess, you liked it, didn’t you?” came that deep rumble. “You love that shit.”

  And sure enough, a thick finger reached out to stroke my anus again, the pucker tightening reflexively. “You sure were tiny down there.”

  But before I could say anything, he dragged my dress down to cover my otherwise bare butt.

  “Up you go, sweetheart.”

  I staggered off his lap and to my feet. My legs were shaking as I gripped the table to get my bearings, cum dribbling from my behind and down my thighs. It was the dirtiest, hottest feeling, like I was in the best sex dream ever, bar none.

  My head swam wildly, and when my eyes managed to focus, I saw that the billionaire had my panties in one big fist. He was wiping down his cock with the soft square of cloth, and in a flash, those damp panties were into his pocket and out of sight.

  “Thanks, princess. That was real good,” came his dismissive reply.

  “Um …” was my stunned mumble.

  Still reeling, I didn’t realize I’d been dismissed.

  But those blue eyes flickered again.

  “Waiting for something?” he asked casually, leaning forward to pour a drink, and then relaxing back against the couch again. “Something you want to say?”

  I stared at him. In fact, yes, I had something to say. Something along the lines of, I just had anal for the first time in my life. You just took my ass cherry. I’ve never even given anyone my pussy cherry before.

  But I couldn’t say any of those things, so smoothing my dress down I hobbled away, anus still aching, stretched so hard. Staggering down the stairs from the VIP area, my mind whirled, unable to believe what I’d done.

  But the sting in my bottom and the thick cream sliding between my cheeks and down my legs was more than enough to convince me none of this was a dream. I’d done all that with a man whose name I didn’t even know. Me, quiet and mousy Lacey Jones.

  My friends would never believe what happened.

  But when I went to find Jenna and Denise, neither of them were at our table. The shot glasses were gone and a bunch of frat guys sat on our stools with nearly a dozen beer bottles scattered on the table between them.

  At the bar, I asked about the other bartender, the sleazy one, figuring he would at least know where Jenna was. His co-worker jerked a thumb toward a wooden door at the back at the bar and grunted something incomprehensible.

  As I pushed the door open, my head was still woozy. Oh my god, I had an amazing story to share, something that would blow their socks off.

  But instead, a cacophony of grunts and moans filled my ears. Of course, it was the bartender. And he was in there with both Jenna and Denise. In the back of the storage room, the man was flat on his back with Jenna sitting on his face. He moaned into her pussy while she dirty talked him through eating her.

  “Lick my pussy harder,” she cooed, yanking his hair so hard it looked like it hurt. But the bartender didn’t seem to mind. He moaned and worked his mouth furiously between her legs. “Make me cum!” Jenna cried out. She shoved her cunt into his face and tittered then, riding his face like it was a hobby horse.

  Meanwhile Denise was on her knees between the bartender’s spread legs, sucking his dick like it was the best lollipop ever. The noises were loud and obscene, the smacks almost echoing in the small room as her hand moved like crazy between her legs. Holy cow. The room smelled of fragrant juices, cardboard boxes, and alcohol. A heady stew, if there ever was one.

  I jumped back, shocked and even a little bit turned on. It was like a live porno. My friends were so dirty! Blushing, I backed away and closed the door behind me, hoping that whoever came into the storeroom after me didn’t mind getting a full on show along with whatever they went in there for.

  So shaking my head, I walked in a daze out of the bar, hopping into a cab. And once home, my empty dorm suite greeted me. Thank god, Denise and Jenna were busy. After all, I just wanted to be alone to marvel at what had happened. Oh god, gentle aches radiated from my ass. My arms were tense from how I’d grabbed the table as the stranger rammed his dick into my behind.

  And yet, all of me felt so good, relaxed and alive at once. Should I shower? Call me dirty, but I didn’t want to wash it away. The goopy semen was still trailing from my anus, caking a bit around the hole. And I liked it. I liked the tantalizing squishiness, a nasty reminder of the taboo fuck.

  So in my room, I got naked, clothes dropping carelessly on the floor. Squeezing my thighs together, my pussy pulsed again reflexively, with an answering clench from my ass. Oh yeah, there was business back there, sticky and sweet.

  And smiling privately, I climbed into bed. Even though pajamas are usually the name of the game, tonight it was all about being nude, the slick sheets caressing my curves and lulling me into sleep.

  But the feeling between my legs was so wet and sticky, making it impossible to doze off. I groaned and rolled over in the sheets, imagining I’d pass out right away from exhaustion. But as soon as my eyes closed, there was the stranger’s face again, the thick ridge of his dick in his pants.

  And the way he’d wiped off his fuckshaft with my panties while grinning at me shamelessly made me squirm deliciously. Oh god, what was he gonna do with them? Was he gonna sniff my dirty panties? Wrap them around that stiff cock and jerk off?

  Please yes.

  Please let him remember me.

  I should’ve gotten his number.

  I should have gotten his name at the very least.

  But then what? It wasn’t like an alpha male would have anything to do with a curvy girl. He probably had a woman set up in a condo someplace, a big office with plenty of sophisticated ladies swanning about, and a private jet for his personal Mile High Club. So who was I? A plump nobody who’d given him my bottom without even knowing his name.

  Oh shit.

  I was such a slut.

  But even if I was a slut … it felt good.

  And as sleep claimed me, my pussy tingled again, the sensation causing my ass to clench reflexively. Because I wanted to be the one to suck the alpha’s dick
. I wanted to milk his thick knob with my mouth and swallow that sweet cream, gulping with pleasure. I wanted to give him my ass, again and again, holding it open for his pleasure.

  But I’d never see him again.

  My chance was gone.

  It was too late.

  And now … I had nothing but memories.

  CHAPTER TWO

  Lacey

  BRRRINNG! The loud buzz of my alarm clock jolted me out of a sensual wet dream, jarring and annoying as hell. But like a good girl, I rolled over and turned it off immediately, already wide awake.

  Because the stranger’s face danced before my eyes once more. Oh god, oh god. That big body. His giant shaft. Imagining him fucking me, this time in my pussy, wet and hard, the squish squish sound nasty and sensual.

  What would I give to see him again?

  Definitely my right arm.

  Maybe even my life.

  But that was just being dramatic. Groaning, I shut my eyes and squeezed my thighs together once more. Pieces of the dream lingered just behind my eyelids, a flash of the stranger’s face, that long cock like a third leg in his slacks.

  But this wasn’t doing me any good. At this rate, I was gonna lie here all day, mooning and groaning about someone I’d never see again. Might as well get up. Wincing, I rolled out of bed. Shit, my ass was so sore! And there was that crusty feel of the stranger’s cum between my bottom cheeks too.

  Looking down, I spread my legs, inspecting myself. Oh god, my butthole was inflamed, tender and bright pink instead of its usual light brown. Plus, there was flakey cum crusted in a circle. It broke like icing under my probing fingers, a dirty reminder.

  How did it taste? Was I going to …? And yes, I did. Without any hesitation, I put the cum-crusted finger to my mouth and licked.

  Mmmmm.

  Oh god.

  Savory and sweet, exactly my thing.

  Part of me knew it didn’t really taste good, but the memory from last night was so delicious and nasty. Flavor burst over my tongue, making me moan and wriggle all over again. My twat juiced from just that single sample and I slid a finger inside then, writhing again.