by Megan West
Any one of the staff members could have seen them, but none of it mattered to either one of them. As soon as they were in the bedroom he pushed her onto the bed. She bounced up and down a couple times with a quick laugh and then placed her hands flat on the surface of the bed, marveling at how incredibly soft his comforter felt to the touch.
Philip looked at her for a moment before climbing over top of her and leaning in for a kiss. Though the kiss was still rough it was actually the softest kiss he had given her all night long, which caught her off guard, but she sunk right into it nonetheless.
Breaking the kiss, he rolled over onto his back. He pushed his body further up the bed until he was able to lean back against his elbows and look down at her expectantly. His eyes flicked down to her lips and then his gaze shifted over to his large, hard dick before he glanced back to meet her gaze. Alyssa immediately knew exactly what he wanted.
She rolled over and swung one of her legs over his, taking the time to adjust her position between his thighs. She bowed her head down and gripped the base of his shaft. Her tongue stuck out and gave a quick flick to the underside of his shaft, right near the head. Philip stifled a small groan of pleasure and continued to stare down at her.
Alyssa opened her mouth and, in one swift motion, took the entire length of him in her mouth down to the hilt. His hand eased its way through her hair as her head bobbed up and down. Her tongue pressed flat and firm against his shaft while she continued sucking. Every once in a while she would pull back just enough to run the tip of her tongue in a circle around the head of his dick before easing her mouth back down.
She pulled back enough to let him slip out of her mouth with a loud pop sound that filled the room before running the tip of her tongue from the base of his shaft right up to the head. Alyssa smiled as she felt his legs tremble a bit, his shaft twitching against her hand. She loved giving him so much pleasure. Her mouth closed around the head of his dick as she gave a quick but firm suck. Philip reached toward her to cup her face with both of his hands and pulled her away from his hardness.
Philip sat up and pushed her back until she had to grab onto his legs so she wouldn’t fall back off the bed. He leaned forward and kissed her hard and passionately as his hand plunged under the waistband of her panties again.
This time he didn’t bother only teasing her with his fingertips. This time he immediately slipped his finger all the way into her wet passage. Alyssa broke away from the kiss and moaned out loud at the sensation of finally having something inside her. Her moans grew louder when Philip pushed a second finger inside. He hooked his fingers up while still inside her, making her tremble against his body and moan even louder than before.
Philip pulled his fingers out with a devilish smile, much to Alyssa’s disappointment, and then flipped her onto her back. The comforter puffed up around her face before she even noticed he had flipped her over like a ragdoll. She barely had a chance to comprehend what was going on as she felt him pulling her panties down her legs with lighting speed.
Once they were off, she saw them fly across the room before she felt his tongue licking up her thigh until it reached her soaking wet slit. She drew a sharp breath in the moment she felt his tongue run swiftly along the length of her slit. A breathy moan leapt from her mouth as she withered, wordlessly begging him to do it again.
Alyssa felt the bed move as he inched closer behind her. Her heart raced as she felt him nestle up against her. One of his hands took hold of her waist in a forceful grip. She knew the other hand was likely wrapped around the base of his shaft when she felt the head of his dick make contact with her soaking wet slit. She let out a quiet moan and instinctively pushed her hips back toward him. Philip ran the head of his dick up, down, and along her wet slit before she cried out in desperation.
She wanted him inside her right away. Her hips lurched back as she tried desperately get him inside.
Finally, he pushed just the tip inside. That was enough to make both of them groan out loud. The moment was too intense for him to hold back any longer. Alyssa felt him immediately shove his entire length into her. Her nails dug into the comforter the moment she felt her wetness envelope his hard dick.
Her back arched as she gripped the edge of the bed tight. Philip pulled out entirely and rubbed the head of his shaft over her clit before forcefully ramming his entire length into her once again, the smacking sound of their skin filling the room.
A sharp and loud moan skipped from Alyssa’s mouth the moment his hips smacked against her. She arched her back even more and pushed back, making her ass press firmly against his body as he started to thrust his hips back and forth. Philip started thrusting at a moderate pace, even though his movements and touch was still rough and commanding. He made sure to penetrate her deep with every thrust, something she found incredibly hot. Her breath was labored and there was a light sheen of sweat over her skin. It felt like every inch of her body was burning with intense pleasure.
He adjusted his position behind her and she felt him angle his dick as he slid it back inside. This time he hit an extremely sensitive spot inside her that made her cry out in ecstasy. His thrusting went faster and faster, hitting that sweet spot every single time, as he held on to her small waist with enough force Alyssa was sure she would end up with bruises by morning time.
His thrusting went faster than before, sending Alyssa into a fit of endless moans and cries until she felt her body tense up with an impending orgasm. As soon as she felt his finger make contact with her clit, the orgasm slammed into her and she collapsed forward. Tiny prickles cascaded down the backs of her legs, curling her toes. Her upper body and arms dangled off the bed as he continued to thrust.
Alyssa had just started coming down from what was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced when she felt his hips jerking forward erratically. He gripped her waist even tighter than he already had and pounded into her with short, rapid movements until he came. He let out a single, long groan of pleasure. Alyssa whimpered at the loss as he slowly pulled out.
He pulled her a little closer and away from the edge of the bed, eyes completely unfocused as they both tried to catch their breath.
Chapter Seven
The following morning, as soon as Alyssa walked through her front door, she pulled out her phone to call Jessica.
“Hello,” Jessica said in a drowsy voice.
Alyssa knew she had woken her but, she thought that it was worth it this time around. What happened last night during her date had been mind-blowing in more than one way. The best parts of her date had been completely unplanned and unusual for her. She had definitely taken some risks like her friend had suggested and those risks had paid off.
“I'm sorry to wake you, but it's important. I actually just got back.”
There was dead silence on the other end and it went on long enough that Alyssa wondered if Jessica had fallen back asleep. Just as Alyssa was about to say something, Jessica’s voice came through.
“You what?” Jessica was in utter disbelief.
“I just got back,” Alyssa repeated slowly and carefully.
She knew her friend had heard her just fine, but couldn’t believe her ears. This launched a series of questions from a now very awake Jessica. They were questions Alyssa was only too happy to answer in as much detail as possible. It was only until they got down to the actual sex part of the story that Alyssa spared significantly more details, but Jessica demanded to know more.
“He’s actually rough,” Alyssa admitted. That was something that still baffled her.
“Really? Wow, I would have never expected it,” Jessica said.
“I know, it was good.” She bit her lower lip and felt her face get a bit warm, the warmth spreading over her entire body. As much as Jessica wanted more and more details, Alyssa still decided to withhold some of them. It felt a bit awkward to describe explicitly everything that had happened between Philip and her.
“So, I take it you’re glad you went?”
She started telling Jessica about all the thoughts she’d had during their date before she finally decided to let things go and actually enjoy being out with him. It was near the end of their conversation when Alyssa finally admitted something to herself. She said it out loud, to Jessica, as if doing that would really cement it.
“I really like him,” she confessed. She had never been so attracted to someone in her life. She had never started getting into a man as quickly as it had happened with Philip. There was something captivating about him and she knew that was the real reason she had been able to enjoy her dinner and give in fully to the sex, even though it was only their first date.
After Alyssa hung up with Jessica was when the worry started setting in. What if Philip hadn’t felt the same way about her? She remembered his reputation as a playboy. Perhaps that had been part of the act or just something others said about him. They wanted to make him typical, but she had learned last night he was most likely anything but typical.
He knew how to get what he wanted in record time. That charm had worked on her like magic. She had ended up wanting him so bad she experienced desperation. Maybe he hadn’t ended up liking her the way she had liked him.
As the panic started to set in she jumped up from her couch and paced back and forth. She needed to calm down. Panicking alone in her living room over something she had just done and enjoyed would do her no good. Then she stopped moving. She had truly enjoyed last night. So what if nothing ever came of it? She’d had the experience and it had been nothing short of amazing and memorable. It was that knowledge that calmed her down immediately. As if right on cue, her phone buzzed with the alert of a new message.
Alyssa swiped it off the surface of the couch beside her and unlocked it to see Philip’s name on the screen. Her heart thudded in her chest and she felt her stomach churning. It was out of nervousness and excitement and she quickly opened up the text message. She smiled the moment she read it.
He wanted to see her again. He had enjoyed the previous night as well. Maybe he did have some kind of interest in her aside from being just another conquest. Not that Alyssa had put up much of a fight, really.
She bit her lower lip and wondered if she should wait a bit before responding. But she threw that out the window and decided to go for what she really wanted. She would take another risk. She texted back in a hurry. Philip replied to her message quickly. Then, much to her surprise, he called her.
“I know it’s soon,” he told her in a sleepy voice, “But I really want to get to know you, Alyssa. I really took a liking to you.”
Alyssa felt her stomach twist again in happiness and excitement. It was a rather odd feeling, but she went with it. She cleared her throat, “I feel the same way, Philip.”
They talked for a bit and agreed to meet again for dinner on Friday night. After she ended the call, Alyssa looked over at the clock hanging on her wall. It was time to start getting ready for work. She smiled as she glanced down at her phone and placed it back down on the couch. She walked over to her bathroom and undressed to get into the shower.
As the lukewarm water washed over her naked body and relaxed every muscle, she felt both sleepy and reinvigorated. It had been a wild night and had taken a lot of energy from her, but it was something she would do again any day of the week.
She rinsed the conditioner out of her hair before stepping out and toweling herself dry. As her eyes landed on the dress lying on the floor, the one she had gotten just for her date, she broke out into a wide grin.
She was very much looking forward to her second date with Philip. And she was very much looking forward to taking more risks that ended up being incredibly satisfying.
This was the start of something special.
*Second Bonus Story*
“You really should come tonight. It’s my first night working out on the floor.”
Katherine stirred her tea with a spoon and looked up at her friend. “I don’t know, Bethany. It’s not really my thing. I would feel really awkward.”
“You don’t have to stay long if you’re that uncomfortable. Everyone is really nice and respectful, though. You might be able to write an article about it, maybe?”
Katherine laughed. “Maybe. I can just see my editor’s face.” She took a bite out of her muffin, and waved a hand in the air. “My night at an S&M club. Exactly the right thing for next month’s issue.”
“It’s really not as weird as you think it is.”
Katherine raised an eyebrow.
Bethany sighed. “Okay, it’s a little weird. But a…fun kind of weird. Like I said, everyone is really nice. They don’t make you feel pressured to join in or anything.”
"Let me see how I feel tonight. I’ve got a long day ahead of me. Errands, research to do at the library, an article to start. If I’m feeling up to it, I’ll come out.” Bethany grinned as Katherine held up a hand. “If I feel up to it. I very well might feel up to a night in with the rest of my bottle of wine and Netflix.”
“Fair enough. I really do hope you stop by, though. I hear an interesting visitor might be in town.”
“Interesting…like the President?” Katherine asked, a little sarcastically.
“Interesting, as in Andrew Blake.” Bethany leaned in a little as she said it, her voice low. “It’s a big secret. I shouldn’t be saying anything. It’s just a rumor that’s been flying around the club, but supposedly he’s really into the BDSM scene, he just doesn’t go to any of the clubs, unless he’s in Europe. But word is that he’s friends with the owner of this club, so he’s coming for the grand re-opening after the renovation. It could all just be a rumor, of course.”
“Bethany, you know if I see him there, that would be a hell of an article.”
“I thought you worked for a fashion magazine, not a gossip mag.”
“I do!” Katherine insisted, looking a little hurt. “But that article would be a hell of a lot more appealing to my editor if Andrew Blake’s name was in it. He owns a share in almost every business in this city…and in a city this size, that’s quite a lot.”
“It also might hurt his business. We’re all about freeing people, not making them feel like they have to hide.” Bethany’s face got serious. “Katherine, if you see him there, please don’t write about it.”
“This is San Francisco. He’d probably have ten more offers by the morning if his cohorts knew he was into freaky shit.”
Bethany sighed. “You might be right. But still…I hope you’ll come just for fun and not because you think you can get a scoop out of it.”
“And here, earlier, you were encouraging me.”
“That’s before I remembered who might be there.”
Katherine set her cup of tea down and pushed it, and the empty plate that had held her muffin, over to the edge of the table. “Alright. Well, if I am going to maybe show up tonight, I better get moving on the things I need to get done today. And you should probably take a nap before your big night.”
Bethany smiled. “You’re probably right.”
Katherine stood and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’ll text you and let you know if I’m coming, okay?”
“Okay.”
***
By eight that evening, Katherine still hadn’t decided whether she should go. She mulled it over as she showered, recognizing that she was going through her ‘going out’ motions even as she tried to talk herself into staying home. She washed her hair, shaved her legs; even rubbed her skin down with an exfoliating scrub before washing off and throwing her wet hair up in a towel.
“What am I even going to wear?” she moaned to herself, walking naked to the closet and flinging it open, staring at the contents inside.
What did one wear to the re-opening night of one of the premiere BDSM clubs in San Francisco? Bethany had been training there for nearly a month as a professional dominatrix, and despite her prior kink and fetish-model resume—which wa
s impressively long—she had to interview three times and commit to the training program before they would offer her a full-time job. The club was apparently no joke.
Katherine rarely even went to regular nightclubs. She wasn’t sure she could hack even an hour in this place.
The whole concept behind S&M confused her more than a little. She knew people, acquaintances really, who were into it. And, of course, there was Bethany. Privately, she supposed that the idea of letting someone take charge, of being trapped in a scenario where there was nothing for her to do but feel…it did seem alluring. But she had a hard enough time finding men for regular sex that weren’t total assholes. She wasn’t sure that men who enjoyed dealing out pain would be any better—and she suspected they might be significantly worse.