“Now, my mistress,” he tells me loud enough for the crowd to hear, “you may come. But don’t let the stones fall from your skin.”
I groan loudly as another orgasm rockets through me, making me shiver from the immensity of the climax. Not a stone falls, and the crowd erupts in applause at my ability to perform. I’m elated and feel sexier than I ever have in all my life.
My dom bends down near my ear once more and whispers, “Now, I’ll remove the stones and fuck you until you squirt. Let go, Mistress. Let go completely. You’ve earned it.”
He takes his time plucking each stone from my skin and my body is burning in a fever of need by the time he is through. He demands I still hold the double dong inside of me while he removes the pebbles, and I come again from the insertion and exertion. Then, finally, he stands in front of me and slowly peels away his clothes, doing a sexy strip tease show for both me and the audience. Women and men hoot and whistle in appreciation.
He takes the toy from inside of me and I sigh. Before he fucks me he uses some jasmine scented oil to rub down my skin, and the perfumed massage calms me. I nearly fall asleep from the calm his fingers give me, but then he amps up the vibration thrumming through the clit stimulator and my pussy aches for release once more. I buck my hips and groan loudly now that I’m allowed release.
A condom wrapper rips behind me and I hold my breath, anticipating his first thrust. Soon his hot, thick cock glides inside of me, and he takes long, agonizingly slow strokes that reignite the pressure in my g-spot. The tingling in my clit joins with this pressure, and my pelvis is awash with a warm ecstasy that will soon spill over and leave me shaking and satiated.
He thrusts in and out in time with the thrumming running through my clit and I milk his cock with my strong pussy walls, pulling him deeper inside and never wanting to let him go. As he fucks me, he adds a slap every now and again, and the stinging sends my bliss soaring higher in an exquisite pleasure / pain combination. I soon thrash in my bonds and lift my head high as another orgasm sears its way through me, leaving my limbs trembling and weak. I cry out loudly as I squirt when the pressure building in my g-spot explodes.
Behind me, my dom whispers, “So beautiful,” and the crowd roars their approval. My dom goes to his knees behind me and laps up my wetness.
Then a voice rips through our cloud of ecstasy, bringing me back to this reality.
“It’s my turn with the lady,” Jake says. He stands at the center of the red carpeted aisle in jeans, a flannel checkered shirt, and a grey tee. His pale face is ruddy with anger and challenge.
My face heats with both embarrassment and anger geared toward my interrupting best friend.
Dom Luke saunters to the front of the glass sphere and his voice flows out through the speakers. “Jake, how nice of you to join us. But you’re certainly not dressed for the occasion.”
Our gathered crowd murmurs once more. Some chuckle at Jake’s obvious embarrassment and his work roughened hands clench into fists at his sides.
“I was supposed to perform tonight,” my redheaded, hot blooded friend says and shrugs. “So here I am.”
Dom Luke helps me out of the sex machine and takes my hand as we walk from inside the glass sphere. Jake still stands his ground on the carpet and the audience is quiet, as if they hold their breath and await the outcome of this drama.
Dom Luke gives Jake one of his trademark smirks. “And so here you are.” He purposefully stalks the length of the circular platform with me, making Jake wait longer. “But it seems you’re too late. Our performance has ended. And, after such a stellar performance indeed, our lady needs rest.” He lifts my hand to his lips and swipes a kiss across the knuckles, which I know he does to taunt Jake.
Jake’s face screws up in a frown. “Well then I guess we’ll just have to do an encore, won’t we?” His green eyes burn as they glare at me and then at Luke.
Luke shakes a finger, let’s go of my hand, and descends the platform to meet Jake. “I believe I said the lady needs rest.”
“I’m no shrinking violet,” I pipe up from behind them, and they both pin me with a surprised stare. A gasp rises up from the crowd. “Give me fifteen minutes, then meet me on the dance floor.”
With that, I leave them both gawking as I return to the sphere to gather my cape and wrap it around my shoulders. But I leave it open, my full nakedness on display, as I once more descend the stairs and approach my two lovers. An appreciative smile curls Luke’s lips as I draw nearer, but he says not a word, nor does he stop me, as I stroll past them both and repeat, “Fifteen minutes,” on my way out the door. As I leave, cheers and applause follow me.
Fifteen minutes later I climb up onto the raised platform that is just in front of the dance floor. I’m still naked, and I feel alive as well as terrified. Never in all my life have I ever been so uninhibited. Never have I felt so vulnerable yet free. Just the sensation of completely exposing myself to these strangers is akin to the great sex I’ve just had. I’m riding a massive wave of euphoria as Dom Luke, also still naked, and Jake join me.
The club is still full and thriving with life. Bodies writhe, lips meet, tongues dance inside mouths and over sweat dampened skin. Colorful lights flit over breasts and erect cocks. The disco ball swirls and sends out ghostly specks of illumination that skip over this sea of flesh.
The men meet me at the place where Dom Luke and I earlier saw two women making love. Luke tells Jake to disrobe if he wants to get in on this performance. A new crowd gathers around our stage and readies to watch performance number two.
Jake moves toward me as the lights around us swirl blue and gold, but Dom Luke stops him. “No,” he says. “Start with me.” There is blatant challenge in his eyes.
Jake’s hands curl into fists at his sides. He looks from me then back to Luke. For a moment, I wonder if he’ll just walk out. But then he strides forward and wraps a large hand around the back of the dom’s neck before dragging him forward into a scorching kiss.
The crowd hoots and claps and my dom beckons with one finger for me to draw near. I take his hand and he pulls me between then, breaking the kiss to bend his head and nip at my neck. His slender hands curl around my hips and pull me tight against his erection.
My other lover lets out a low growl and then his sweat kissed skin glides over my ass and back as he presses tight against me. I’m now sandwiched between the pair of them as they explore my body with lips, teeth, tongues, and hands.
At my front, my dom takes one full, heavy breast in his hand and rolls the nipple between his thumb and finger. He dips his head toward the other and his tongue curls around the tingling tip. It grows hard from his hot, wet caresses and I let my head fall back until it touches my other lover’s chest. A low moan escapes my throat.
The crowd has grown closer, and once more the thrill of this wanton exposure, but also the fear of complete vulnerability, wash over me. I feel elated and terrified, but I push the terror away, reminding myself I can trust my dom and my other lover. I have no worries in their arms.
Behind me, my second man kisses his way down my back, tasting the salty sweat that dapples my flesh. He spreads my legs and explores my ripe, rounded ass with big hands that massage tenderly. Then he feathers little kisses up my thighs and blows on my wet sex before flitting his tongue over my slit. My legs start to feel like melting candle wax, since they’re still shaky from the prior pleasurable exploration I just finished.
My dom skims his smooth, slender palms over the curve of my ribcage, down the plane of my stomach, as he kneels before me to taste my swelling clit. When he takes it deep into his mouth and grinds his tongue into the pulsing bead of flesh, I have to lean over and brace myself on his back to take the assault of bliss.
My lovers guide me down onto the stage, laying me against the cool platform gently. One lavishes attention on my nipples, making them burn with mad ecstasy thanks to his skilled hands, tugs of teeth, and twirls of tongue. The other gets between my legs then nibbles an
d licks his way up my inner thighs. My pelvis and stomach tighten then release as the sensation builds. My mind clouds with an erotic fog and nothing else matters. Not the people getting up on the platform for a closer look, not the crowded dance floor, nothing but this bliss I share with them.
Fingers slide inside my seeping sex and curl, finding my g-spot as his tongue rapidly flits over my clitoris. Along with the lips suckling my nipple, it’s all I need to come fiercely then and there again. I let out a little cry as my pussy clamps down around his probing touch and pulls him deeper inside, greedily taking all the ecstasy he has to give.
I tell the one at my nipples to give me his cock while the other finger fucks me. He’s reluctant to stop pleasuring me, but I insist I want to taste him, want him deep in my mouth. His thickly muscled legs straddle my face and he’s careful not to press his weight on me as I coil a hand around his penis and guide it between my lips.
While the lover between my legs laps at my labia and teases them with nips of teeth, I swirl my tongue beneath the other man’s glans, lap at his precum spurting hole, then suckle at the head of his cock until he moans, closes his eyes, and thrusts his shaft farther into my mouth.
The dom between my legs pokes his tongue far into my dripping pussy while his fingers now trace their way down my crack. He plays with my asshole, using juices from my sex to lube it up before he inserts one finger then two. Next he curls them and massages my g-spot from behind while he fucks me with his tongue. As I take my other lover’s cock deeper still into my mouth, I tremble and moan around his slippery erection as I come again.
I twirl my tongue around the cock pumping in and out of my face then I alternate between sucking him hard and easy. While I do this, I fondle his balls, plucking at the smooth, sensitive skin and then cupping their heaviness to squeeze. Quickly I lube up my fingers with some spit, and then I glide these up his asshole, fucking him while I suck him off.
I hear a condom wrapper rip and the dom between my legs is soon buried deep inside of me. I moan and groan around the cock in my mouth, sending wonderful vibrations through it as my cunt stretches to accommodate the slippery girth thrusting in and out of me. His strokes are gentle and seductive, but not so shallow or gentle that they tease rather than titillate. He pushes himself farther inside of me, sweeping his plump cock head back and forth over my extra sensitive g-spot. As he fucks me, he plays with my throbbing clit, rolling it and pinching it between spit-slickened fingers. It won’t be long before I come once more.
The dom smiles down at me and says, “Would you like that cock in your mouth up your ass?” He smoothes his hands up and down the legs wrapped around his neck. “I’d love to watch him fuck you while I do as well.”
There is a moment of apprehension, but I soon throw the last of my caution away and say, “Yes.” I’ve never had two men inside me at once before, and I’ve only had some failed attempts at anal sex with Colby. But with these two lovers, I feel safe, secure, and know the experiment will deliver all the bliss they have to give.
He slides his cock from between my lips and takes a condom from one of the many clear bowls filled with them. These line the edge of the raised platform that is a part of the dance floor. After giving me a passionate kiss, he slides the transparent sheathe on his impressive penis and then slips beneath me. His warm, smooth skin glides over mine, sweat mingling with sweat, as he positions my ass to take his cock.
“Are you ready?” the dom asks, looking down on me with eyes that shine and lips that curl in a sexy smile.
“Yes,” I say, my voice breathy from a lust filled night.
The lover beneath slowly inches his cock into my ass, and I moan and close my eyes as he does so. The wet friction sparks new sensations through my pelvis and groin. Pleasing pressure builds in my ass and cunt, and I soon let my eyes flutter close as this intense stimuli overtakes me.
Others have joined us on the platform now. Hands roam over our skin. Fingers pinch and tease my nipples while my two lovers fuck me sensuously, taking their time to bring me to yet another climax. A beautiful blonde wearing pale blue eye shadow dips her head and kisses me. Her tongue traces the seam of my lips while hands knead and caress my hips, my stomach, my breasts. I am lost in a sea of flesh and sensation, and I never want to emerge.
The cocks inside me rub over the thin flesh separating ass from cunt. They spread me wider and I clench and release around them as liquid heat spreads out from deep inside my pelvis. I buck my hips forward and backward, trying to take in every ounce of the ecstasy this fucking delivers. My skin thrums with the energy of touch, my body vibrates with an ecstasy overload.
Someone strokes my clit while the fucking I take amps up just a bit, their hips and cocks moving just fast enough to take me over the edge of another orgasm. This time I cry out and writhe on the cool, smooth floor as I ejaculate all over my dom. He pulls out as the climax reaches its peak, letting my juices jet out of my sex and shower his sinewy chest and face. He gives me a lecherous smile as he skims some of the clear come from his pec and then licks his fingers clean.
Then the lover up my ass buries himself deep one last time and his cock twitches once, twice, while he spills his seed deep inside of me. My dom takes off his condom and pumps the last of his arousal out all over me, spilling pearly streams of cum all over my breasts, belly, and arms. The blonde who kissed me and some others who have joined us on the platform now lick me clean. When we’re all done, I lay panting and dazed from the intense passion, and I wonder if I’ll need to sleep for a week to recover my energy.
***
One week later, the people I’ve hired are fixing the house, the kids are signed up for hockey and art classes, and Jake is remarkably agreeable on everything, including working for Dom Luke Wesley as a sex toy tester and now as a performer. It all seems a bit too good to be true. He hasn’t mentioned a word about our new employment, at least not a negative one, since the night he disappeared and didn’t return until he showed up in the sex club. In fact, he’s been so agreeable I almost feel like I’ve walked into a remake of Invasion of the Body Snatchers.
I’m just getting ready for our day at work when a knock comes to the kitchen door. Surprised, I stop putting on my pearl earrings and get up from my dresser to go see who it is. Both the boys are out—Preston at hockey practice and Michael in his art class—and Jake is in his apartment above the garage having a shower.
“Dom Luke!” My shock amps up when I see my boss and a cute, curvy blonde standing on my doorstep.
He smiles broadly, flashing those dazzling white teeth. “I promised you a nanny, and a nanny you shall have.” He rests a hand on the woman’s back and looks between her and I. “Kaley Porter, meet Carrie Brannigan. Your potential new boss and a wonderful woman.”
She sticks out a hand and a perky greeting bubbles out of her. “Nice to meet you.”
I shake the offered hand and try not to gape any longer. “You too. Please, come in. Would you like some coffee? Tea? I have juice, too.”
“Look at you.” Luke chuckles. “Full hostess mode in ten seconds.” After he and Kaley sit down he tells me more about my new nanny. “Kaley worked for Wolgang Beck and Rachela Lee. Friends of mine from the Dollhouse Society.” His lips quirk farther up at this, and I wonder just what this intriguing Dollhouse Society is. “The only reason she had to leave them is they relocated, and Kaley is in college studying law, or she would have gone with them.”
The young woman hands me an impeccable resume after Luke finishes his explanation. I can’t complain about anything in her credentials, and if Dom Luke approves of her I know she must be highly skilled. Yet something makes me not want to hire this bubbly blonde. Ruefully, I admit I’m jealous of her, but I can’t say why. It isn’t like me to have my hackles instantly raise up around a young, beautiful woman. I’m being silly, I decide.
“Well, if Dom Luke recommends you, you’re hired,” I say, smiling at the woman just as Jake comes in from his apartment and joins us.
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As he sits and stares at the new nanny, not disguising his interest in her at all, my jealousy spikes high again. I try to calm it down and stop thinking childish thoughts as he begins to flirt with her.
“Hi there.” He flashes a dazzling smile and holds out his hand. “Jake Black.”
She returns the smile and even gives a little giggle. “Kaley Porter.”
“She’ll be Carrie’s new nanny,” Dom Luke explains.
Jake’s smile widens even more, taking on a flirtatious edge. “Well, we’ll be seeing a lot of each other then.” His touch lingers on her hand and my jealousy climbs to boiling.
“I’ll look forward to it.” Kaley’s voice takes on a honeyed tone and I dig my fingernails into the palms of my hands.
“So will I,” Jake says, and it’s at that moment I make an excuse of needing to get to the grocery store to separate the pair.
As I close the door behind Dom Luke and Kaley, mixed emotions swirl inside me. I feel like a heel for being so stupid. After all, Jake doesn’t belong to me, and he can be with, flirt with, whomever he wants. But while I watch Luke and Kaley walk to the car, it hits me hard why I’m reacting this way. I’ve fallen in love with both men, and though Jake has shared me with Luke, I don’t want to share either man with another. Selfish, but true.
I sigh, run a hand through my hair, and think, This is going to be a long day.
***
Surrender To His Love
Dom Luke shows up at the boys’ school just as I’m dropping them off. They catch a glimpse of his vintage Rolls and ask if they can come say hi with me. They’re both fascinated by my strange new boss and thankful for the gifts they’ve received because of the generous wage he pays me. After I shoo them off toward the school entrance, I ask why Luke is here.
“I’d like to discuss your performance at Surrender Sanctuary this weekend,” he tells me as he holds the passenger door of his expensive car open for me. “Is Jake with you?”
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