by Claudia Daye
The pain and the pleasure was almost too much for Olivia. Just as she was about to reach orgasm, the Russian withdrew his fingers and spun her around so she was facing the post. He took his place in front of her and began fingering her again. Olivia’s body was limp with pleasure.
From behind her, another man grasped a hold of her hips. She felt the head of a large cock making its way inside her asshole. The Russian now had three fingers inside of her, slamming then into her body.
The man in her ass quickly came, and was just as quickly replaced by another cock. The Russian looked deeply into her eyes as he now worked his whole fist inside her pussy. Olivia thought she would explode with pleasure.
When the next man came in her ass, the Russian withdrew his hand from her. He pulled his cock out of his pants, and Olivia’s eyes widened in shock. It was the largest cock she’d ever seen. It was so large, that even in her bimbo state, she wasn’t sure she could handle it.
Someone behind her tapped her on the shoulder. She turned to see a black player standing there, and in his hand, a cock even thicker than the Russian’s.
“I don’t know if I can do it,” Olivia said.
The Russian wrapped his arms around her waist. “You’ve come this far.”
Before she a chance to protest further, the black cock behind her slammed into her ass, and the Russian plunged in her pussy. Olivia screamed, feeling like she would burst open. Showing no mercy, the two extremely endowed men fucked her as she swung from the rope around her wrists. The more they fucked her, the more she opened up to them.
“You like that?” the Russian whispered into her ear.
“Yes, harder,” she screamed.
The men obliged. Olivia thought they might tear her apart. The pain was underscored by intense pleasure. The men slammed into her, and body began to spasm with the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. It was the kind of orgasm that made her think she’d never be the same again.
Her body was like a rag doll as they fucked her continuously. She came again and again. The man behind her shot his cum into her ass. The Russian thrust inside of her a few more times until he shot into her pussy.
Olivia hung from the rope, panting, and cum dripping out of her. After gaining the strength to stand up, she looked around at all the men she’d satisfied, and smiled.
Hawaii was where dreams came true.
Excerpt from Book 3 of the Billionaire’s Club Series, “The Babysitter and the Billionaire”
Chloe looked up at him, her eyes pooling with tears. “I understand that, sir. I was wrong and should be punished. Please, please don’t call my parents. You don’t have to pay me for tonight.”
Mr. Rosenstat laughed. “Do you think I give a damn about your pittance of a pay? No, you must make it up to me in some other way.”
Chloe stared at him, trying to choke back tears. He smiled broadly.
“And no, I’m not going to call your parents.”
She sighed, slightly relieved, but now highly confused. Mr. Rosenstat undid the top few buttons of his shirt and stood up. “Follow me,” he said. Chloe sat still for a moment, trying to decide how she’d maneuver putting her pants on without showing him any more of herself. “Chloe,” he said, raising his eyebrow, irritation creeping into his voice. “I’ll need you to do as I say.”
Chloe cleared her throat. “Yes, sir. Of course. I’d like to just get dressed, if you don’t mind.” Calling attention to her nakedness made her blush.
Mr. Rosenstat laughed. “As a matter of fact, I do mind.” His voice became stern. “Stand up. Now.”
Chloe was confused. Was he trying to humiliate her in some way? The command in his voice produced an unexpected result. She found it rather hot. Slowly, she stood from the leather couch. Her jeans fell from her lap onto the floor. Cool air hit her naked skin. She felt the urge to cover her pussy, but guessing Mr. Rosenstat wouldn’t like that, she fought it.
He stared directly at her nakedness, a small smile on his lips. “Good girl,” he whispered. “Turn around.”
Chloe was filled with conflicting feelings. She knew this was wrong, but she couldn’t resist him. She turned around.
“Stop,” he said when she was facing the couch, her bare ass to him.
Chloe closed her eyes, listening to him breathe. He took a step forward, and she could sense his body just behind her. She bit her lip, expecting him to touch her at any moment. He leaned over until his mouth was by her ear. “Bend over,” he whispered, sending shivers down her spine.
Chloe did as he said, resting her hands on the couch in front of her. Her breathing was shallow with desire. Though Kyle had pleased her earlier, she was already getting wet again. She was ready to obey Mr. Rosenstat. She would do whatever he said.
Mr. Rosenstat took a step back. “Spread your legs. Wider.”
Chloe stepped her feet out, feeling her pussy lips separate. She knew he had a clear view of her pink moistness. Blood rushed down to her clitoris and the opening of her pussy. She wanted to beg him to touch her, but somehow knew not to. She heard the sound of him removing his belt. Was he going to fuck her right here and now? Should she tell him that she was a virgin?
He whipped the belt in the air and it made a whooshing sound. He touched her with the leather tip, starting at the base of her neck, and ran a trail down her back, her ass, and lingered at her pussy. Anywhere the belt touched on her skin was electrified. Chloe tried to calm her breathing. Mr. Rosenstat leaned forward to whisper in her ear again.
“Have you fucked that boy?”
“No,” Chloe said, breathless.
“Are you a virgin?”
“Yes.”
“Perfect,” he said, the excitement apparent in his voice. He wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, squeezing slightly. “Chloe, I’m going to fuck you tonight.”
Chloe thought her knees would buckle.
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Excerpt from Public Tutelage: Lessons in Exhibitionism Part I
“Maybe we could find somewhere more private,” I said into his ear.
Instead of answering, he lightly kissed the side of my neck. He pulled my skirt up even higher, fully exposing the thong I was wearing. I caught the eye of a blonde man, around Dr. Jordan’s age. He danced with a beautifully petite partner. They both watched us, their gaze unflinching.
I reached behind and tried to remove his hand from my skirt.
“People are watching,” I said.
“Don’t worry about them. They don’t exist. Only us and this moment.”
He wrapped one arm around my waist, continued kissing my neck and down to my chest. His kisses were ravenous. When he came to my breasts, he pulled the top of my shirt down. Suddenly, I was exposed to the entire dance floor. I knew I should have been embarrassed, but with the skillful way he sucked my nipples, I was in too much ecstasy to feel shame.
While he tasted my breasts, he wedged his hand between my legs, right against my clit. Warm desire flowed through me. I ground into his hand to the rhythm of the saxophone player. I looked up at him and saw his satisfied face. He’d pushed me to the point of no return, and he knew it.
Delirious with pleasure, I grabbed his hard cock beneath the fabric of his pants. I recalled our last sexual encounter, how his beautiful cock had caused me to cum over and over again. I was overcome with the urge to taste it. There was surprise in his eyes as I lowered to my knees and unbuckled his pants. The surprise was soon replaced by unadulterated lust. The dance floor was cold and hard beneath my knees. I sensed people were beginning to circle around us, but I didn’t care.
Licking my lips, I freed his cock from his pants, then enveloped the head with my wet mouth. The taste was salty and sweet, the skin soft. I slowly ran my mouth down his shaft, opening my throat to take him in fully, then brou
ght my mouth back up to flick my tongue over the head.
As I was sucking his dick, I happened to look up and see the blonde man from before. His eyes were wide, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His reaction spurred me on, and I sucked Dr. Jordan’s dick more vigorously.
To keep reading, click here: Public Tutelage Part I
Excerpt from Public Tutelage: Lessons in Exhibitionism Part II
“There’s no price tag on this,” Aidan said, studying the watch. “Let’s talk to the shopkeep.”
I started to turn around and signal the man at the counter. Aidan stopped me.
“Hold on, we need to get you ready,” he said. The wily expression on his face sent a tingle of excitement running through my body.
Aidan glanced around as he started unbuttoning my blouse. Underneath I wore a pink lacy bra. In the course of my escapades with Aidan, I’d gotten into the habit of wearing attractive underwear. He unbuttoned my blouse halfway down, then pulled it apart. My breath caught in my throat when he rolled the cups of my bra down, so my nipples just barely peeked out. He stepped back, admiring his work. Then, as if he couldn’t help him self, leaned forward and licked both of my nipples. They hardened immediately.
But he wasn’t done yet. Aidan instructed me to pull down my tights. I obeyed, reaching under my skirt and rolling them down to my knees. His eyes narrowed as he reached into his coat pocket. I’d never seen the small, pink bullet vibrator he held in his hand. It was connected to a looped, latex handle.
“I just got this,” he said. “You want to try it out?”
“Yeah,” I said, snatching it from him. I quickly slipped it up my pussy then put my panties and tights back in place.
Aidan took his phone out of his pocket and opened an app. After a few quick taps, I felt the vibrations deep within my pussy. We looked at each other and laughed. Aidan continued playing with the different settings. The vibrator changed from quick pulses, to waves, to one constant, steady buzz. After testing it out for a while, my pussy was beginning to get sensitive and moist.
“You’re ready now,” Aidan said. He waved over the shopkeeper.
To keep reading, click here: Public Tutelage II
Other titles by Claudia Daye:
The Billionaires Club Series
Vessel
Patron of the Arts
The Babysitter and the Billionaire
The Billionaires Club Series Bundle
BBWs Around the World Series
Master’s Favored One: A BBW in Rome
Season of Anke: A BBW in Munich
The Bathmaid’s Initiation: A BBW in Prague
BBWs Around the World Series Bundle
Dark Fantasies Series
Sacrificed to the Beast
Sacrificed by the Witch
Sacrificed on Pilot Mountain
The Dark Fantasies Series Bundle
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