“Yes Matthew. God yes! Please… harder… fuck Matthew….” Rose moaned. She squirmed and writhed while Matthew bucked against her.
Curtis stroked her shoulder gently. “Does that feel good Christine? Do you like having me inside of you like this?”
She groaned. She could hardly speak past her dry throat. “Oh god, yes Curtis. Yes.” Curtis responded by pumping her even harder.
The hard thrusts pushed Christine further onto the dildo. She rode it hard, on the verge of becoming completely undone. Across from her, Rose was squirming and crying. Matthew was fucking her so hard her whole body vibrated. Rose’s moans reached a new crescendo.
“Fuck yes, oh my god, oh my god…” she kept murmuring. Christine knew that Rose was close to finishing. She felt the white hot heat building up inside her own core. She was very close to losing control completely.
“Come for me Christine,” Curtis whispered in her ear. He leaned forward and nipped her earlobe with his teeth before suckling on her neck. His hands squeezed her hips hard as he slammed in and out of her ass. Her breasts swayed and slapped against her chest. One of Curtis’ hands traveled up to cup her round orb. He found her nipple and squeezed it painfully between his thumb and index finger.
Sweat beaded and rolled down Christine’s skin. She could hear the slapping of Curtis’ body against hers, of Matthew slamming into Rose again and again. Their combined moans of pleasure filled the room. The dildo slid in and out of her pussy easily, moistened by the wetness dripping down her thighs.
Christine bucked her hips hard in an effort to find release from the incredible, torturous sensations that held her captive. Curtis buried himself to his balls in her asshole again and again. He drove her hard. Her pussy quivered against the hard plastic cock. In front of her Rose screamed. She shook violently and Matthew groaned. Knowing that the other woman had just come sent Christine into a tailspin of violent pleasure. An eruption of pure heat exploded deep inside of her.
She threw back her head, leaning into Curtis. She bucked and ground her hips against the dildo while Curtis fucked her hard from behind, driving her onto it. Her entire body was consumed by the force of her orgasm.
“Curtis… fuck…” It was all Christine could say. She couldn’t catch her breath and the hoarse whimpers and cries echoing through the room hardly sounded like her.
A second later, Curtis groaned behind her. His body shook hard as he came with brutal force deep inside her ass. Hot sprays filled her to overflowing. Curtis shuddered violently then he leaned against her back, their sweat mingling as their flesh pressed together.
When Christine opened her eyes she was surprised to find Matthew and Rose studying her.
“For a beginner, that was pretty good,” Matthew said approvingly. Rose said nothing, just smiled, almost shy now that she’d had her pleasure.
Christine too felt like blushing. She realized what she had just done. Never in her wildest dreams would she have imagined herself capable of it. Yet she had done it and enjoyed it.
Matthew moved away and Rose slid off the dildo. It was only a moment more before Curtis pulled out and she slid the dildo out of her sopping wet pussy.
Before she could say anything, Curtis spun her around to face him. “Don’t be embarrassed Christine. That was sexy as fuck,” he said in that low, deep voice of his. It melted Christine’s insides.
“I agree,” Nathan chimed in, rising from the chair he had been perched in. Christine did blush then, realizing that he had watched the entire thing. “So sexy that I can’t wait for my turn.”
Chapter 14
Matthew and Rose left the room together and Curtis excused himself, grabbing his jeans and tugging them back on.
Christine was left alone with Nathan. She gulped. She didn’t like the way he looked at her, as though he wanted to devour her.
She was still naked and she made an effort to cover herself. Nathan looked as though he found the gesture amusing. He took a step towards her, his dark eyes gleaming, then he stopped. He considered her and seemed to change his mind. She watched warily as he stalked over to the closet at the far side of the room. He pulled open the doors and Christine shuddered when she saw what was inside.
There were handcuffs, whips, bindings, leather tools, things that Christine wasn’t even positive as to what they exactly were. She backed slowly over to the chaise, slumping down on it. She shuddered. She knew she had signed that contract. She hadn’t even read it over but Curtis had promised her she didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to do.
Nathan chose a short, whip like object. Christine edged closer into the chaise as though it would somehow save her. She wished that Curtis would come back. She felt safe when he was around. More than that she felt daring. She wanted to please him and she knew that he would be happy if she pleased his friends. She felt as though she had something to prove to them but how far did that go exactly?
“What are you going to do with that?” Christine asked meekly when Nathan was standing in front of her.
His eyes laughed at her but his face remained flat. “Oh Christine, I should think you’ve already guessed.”
She gulped. “Are you going to hurt me?”
Nathan nodded. “Yes. It will hurt. But more than that it will be incredible. If you let it be. If you fear me and fear this then that will be the extent of your experience. Have you not had a good time so far?”
“Yes,” Christine whispered.
“Then you should trust me. I promise that I know what I’m doing.” Nathan stroked the whip, which looked more like a crop up close, back and forth with his long, tapered fingers.
“I… will you stop if I don’t like it?”
“What do you think I am? A beast? Of course. All I ask is that you give it an honest try. Don’t tell me to stop on the first couple of blows. Wait. Wait until you’re absolutely sure that you don’t like it.” Christine said nothing. She nodded meekly. “Alright. Lean up against the chaise then. Drape yourself over it with your back to me.”
Christine moved to obey Nathan’s commands. She didn’t like that he was fully dressed while she was completely naked. She was going to be terribly exposed to him folded over the arm of the chaise like that, her bottom in the air.
She positioned herself as Nathan commanded despite her reservations. He groaned deep in his throat when he got a glance at her rounded ass, her glistening pussy peeking between her open legs. Christine started when Nathan ran his warm fingers down her back. Her skin quivered at his touch, which was surprisingly gentle.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I know now why Curtis chose you.” He continued to trail his finger lower, over and down her ass, parting her legs. She cried out in surprise when his finger slid easily into her wet pussy. He buried it up to the knuckle, sighing in pleasure. It was only a second before he removed his finger.
Christine turned and watched as Nathan brought it to his mouth. He sucked her juices off the digit and his eyes closed in pleasure. “Delicious,” he whispered. She trembled with pleasure. It was so fucking hot seeing him taste her like that.
Nathan’s eyes sparkled. He flexed his other hand, bringing the whip over to her back. He gently trailed the cold leather down the tender skin of her back. He brought it lower, so the tip of it parted her legs and grazed the swollen flesh of her pussy. Christine whimpered. She squirmed against the object, already feeling the tingles of desire unfolding.
“Yes Christine. I think you are going to enjoy this. I think that you were built for pleasure.”
Nathan raised the whip over his head. He brought it down gently, so that it barely kissed Christine’s back. She started at the sting, the pain and pleasure of it reverberating through her body. She cried out and turned to face Nathan. His face was so very serious.
“Did you enjoy that Christine? Shall I continue?”
Christine groaned. She felt the sting on her back echoed as a throbbing between her legs.
“Oh yes,” she whispered. “Again. Please.”
Nathan brought the whip down. It snapped and sang through the air. It struck Christine on her lower back, grazing her ass cheeks. She screamed at the pain but just as quickly as it bloomed, it faded to a rush of pleasure on her overheated skin.
“Again?”
“Yes,” Christine panted. She braced herself for the next hits. The whip fell across her back, across her ass, one time grazing lower, over her thighs. It was strange how the pain was echoed as pleasure in the pit of her stomach, in her aching, dripping pussy. Each blow worked her into a frenzy.
The whip struck again and Christine moaned. Her skin was ablaze with the pain from before, the whip stinging more and more. Her entire body quivered. She liked what Nathan was doing to her but she craved more. She wanted him inside of her, filling her, fucking her, bringing her the release she so desperately craved.
“Nathan,” Christine panted. “For the love of god, fuck me now.”
Nathan sighed deeply, his chest rising and falling. Christine turned just in time to see the whip drop from his hands. There was a feral look on his face, his eyes bright with their excitement and need for her. Christine shivered.
Nathan began to rip off his clothing. His t-shirt went flying to the ground, his jeans were quickly undone and shed. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his huge cock sprung free, standing out, hard and pulsing in front of him. He came around behind Christine, his hands finding the wheals the whip had left and massaging the painful spots gently. Christine sighed. She had never expected Nathan’s touch would be so tender. He warmed her skin, his hands stroking her, exciting her.
He found her pussy and stroked her there, his hands quickly becoming coated with her juices. Christine watched discreetly between her legs at Nathan touching her. Fuck, it was incredible watching his fingers disappear in and out of her body as he slipped first one finger inside her pussy then the other. He moved them back and forth, fucking her with his hand.
“Please Nathan,” Christine gasped. “I want your cock there.”
“So lusty,” Nathan said huskily. His breathing was a little erratic. Christine spread her legs, giving him a better view of her lush, wet folds and her glistening entrance.
Nathan withdrew his hand from her body. He stroked his cock a couple times before he moved forward, butting up hard against her entrance. His cock head stroked her before plunging in with a single, hard thrust.
Christine cried out and braced herself against the chaise. She clutched the arm hard, her body already swaying and slamming up against it with the force of Nathan’s thrusts. He pounded her hard, drilling his cock into her again and again. Christine watched between her legs. She watched his massive dick pull out, glistening with her juices, before impaling her hard in one single stroke.
“Is that good Christine? Do you like it hard?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I thought you might,” Nathan ground out.
She closed her eyes, leaning forward, hardly able to brace herself against the furious pounding from behind. Nathan’s pelvis slammed into her ass cheeks again and again. His cock stuffed her full, reaching spots she hadn’t thought possible. All she could do was pant and moan, swivel her hips upwards, open herself to him.
His thrusts stoked the now familiar fire. She closed her eyes, ready to find her climax. Just as she was reaching for it, Nathan pulled out. Christine’s eyes flew open, disappointment flooding her entire body. She was about to ask him what he was doing when his hands came around her hips, lifting her slightly.
He palmed his cock and without a warning, buried himself deep in her asshole. Shards of jagged pleasure exploded inside Christine, the shrapnel taking over every single one of her nerve endings. She screamed her pleasure as she came hard. Her juices dripped down her thighs, soaking her while Nathan pumped her hard and fast. Her orgasm lasted forever. The sound of their bodies slapping together, Nathan’s balls hitting her ass cheeks, his ragged breathing, his grunts of pleasure, drove it forward.
Nathan found his release. He pumped hard, roaring out his desire. He pulled out, covering Christine in his cum. She froze, their unsteady breathing the only sound in the rom. She waited until Nathan moved away, found something to wipe her with.
Afterwards she sank into the chaise, utterly exhausted. She was surprised to see Nathan gathering up his clothes, pulling on his jeans. She wanted to ask where he was going but right then the door opened and Matthew and Curtis came back. They were both clad only in their jeans. Christine felt utterly spent but when she saw those magnificent men walking towards her, blatant hunger on their faces, her own desire roared back to life.
Chapter 15
Curtis couldn’t believe it was possible that even the sight of Christine naked could have him ragingly hard again. His cock punched at the fly of his jeans painfully. He hadn’t bothered to put his boxers back on.
Matthew was already shedding his jeans. Christine glanced between the two men lustily. Curtis had known from the second he saw her that she was built for this. Giving and receiving pleasure. He had no idea just how amazing she would be. She was incredible. Her lush body only seemed to grow more beautiful. She was completely fearless. She was so fucking sexy writhing below him in pleasure, taking him into her body, surrendering to him, that it almost brought him to his knees.
Curtis unzipped his jeans and pulled them down his muscular thighs. He noticed that Matthew was already lying on the rug. His cock stuck out from his body and Christine was eyeing him hungrily.
“Go ahead Christine.” Curtis urged her on as he stepped from his jeans. Her eyes widened but she wordlessly moved from the chaise. Matthew said nothing. It was pretty obvious to all of them what he wanted Christine to do.
Curtis barely stifled a groan as he watched Christine straddle Matthew’s huge hips. She knelt over him, parting her gorgeous thighs. She slowly sunk down, taking that huge cock deep inside of her pussy. Curtis did groan when he watched Christine rise up then slowly impale herself again. She threw her head back, her eyes closed, a look of pure rapture on her features.
His dick was absolutely pounding. He needed to be inside of her. That. Very. Second. That same heady loss of control washed over Curtis. He quickly walked over to Matthew’s prone form. He stood by his head, his cock standing straight out ahead of him.
Christine opened her eyes when she sensed his nearness. His cock was mere inches from her mouth. Reaching out, Curtis grabbed a handful of Christine’s thick blonde hair. He pulled her face forward, a little roughly. She cried out at the movement, her full lips parting. She eyed his cock lustily, her pink tongue snaking out to moisten her bottom lip.
Curtis’ whole body jerked to life. He leaned forward, his cockhead resting against her mouth. Her lips parted again and she suckled him into her mouth. He slipped inside that amazing wet, hot heat. Christine, as in everything she did, was a natural. She took him all the way to the back of her throat. Nearly gagging, she withdrew slightly.
Closing his eyes, Curtis enjoyed her eager ministrations. Christine’s tongue circled his cock. She suckled him eagerly, her lips teasing his shaft, pulling back to slurp at his cock head. He groaned when her hand came up to grip his shaft tightly. Her mouth moved up to his cock head and she teased and circled him there. She explored his cock head, drinking in the juices that dripped from it.
Lusty moans of pleasure escaped Christine around his cock in her mouth. She rode Matthew hard below her while she sucked Curtis’ dick. Matthew’s movements below her, his hand on her hips, the gentle rocking motion, were magnified on his cock.
Curtis opened his eyes and when he saw the look of absolute pleasure on Christine’s face he nearly came undone. He didn’t want to finish yet but she was going to wring it from him. He wondered if he should finish in her mouth or pull out and spray that beautiful face with his cum.
Just the thought of coating her face nearly emptied Curtis’ balls. He barely managed to s
top himself from finishing. He pulled away and Christine looked at him in confusion.
“Not yet Christine. Not like this. There is something I want to try first,” Curtis said.
She nodded, still bucking, impaling herself up and down on Matthew’s cock. Curtis came around to her back end. His hunger for her intensified a thousand times when he saw her pussy parted, spread wide, Matthew’s dick disappearing there. How much more could she take?
He knelt behind her, his hands coming to her waist. “Turn around for me Christine.” She froze, then hesitantly did as he asked. Curtis gave her the space she needed to swivel around. She faced him, a question in her eyes. “Lean back against Matthew. That’s it.” Curtis encouraged her. He nearly died when she did, her pussy totally exposed to him. Matthew moved gently, his cock moving in and out of Christine.
Curtis knelt between her legs. Christine watched him the entire time. He could tell that she trusted him. He wanted to take her completely to her limits. She thought he was going to slip into her asshole. She gasped when Curtis’ cock head brushed up against her pussy.
Matthew froze. They had done this once before and it hadn’t exactly worked right. Hopefully this time would be better.
Chapter 16
Christine froze. She couldn’t believe what Curtis intended to do. She thought he was going to slip into her asshole and the thought sent a shiver of pure lust racing through her overexcited body. God, she wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. She wanted both holes stuffed full. His cock had been delicious but the entire time she’d been sucking him, she wanted him inside of her, buried to the hilt.
She wasn’t sure she was ready for this. Christine closed her eyes when Curtis’ cock came up against her opening. Matthew was already filling her. She couldn’t imagine that this was going to work. She knew Curtis would stop if she wanted him to. She had liked everything the men had done to her so far even though she had doubted she would. She would just have to trust him in this as well.
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