Tygers 4: Sweet Awakening

by Melinda Barron

  “Give her a good licking.” At Oscar’s upraised eyebrows Lake laughed. “I’m talking about with your tongue, not your belt.”

  “Yeah, we can try that. But we stimulated her clit last night for a good thirty minutes, and nothing.”

  Lake sat back and took a drink of his own coffee. “You could have over stimulated her. It’s been known to happen.”

  “Well, doctor, tell me what I can do to make this woman come.”

  Lake shook his head. “Most women learn to orgasm through masturbation. It’s not an ingrained thing with them like it is with men. It’s harder for them, so what you really need to do is set a night aside and set the mood. Do some fantasy thing that will take her out of the real world, make her think of nothing but the two, no, make that the three, of you. Then, stroke her arms and legs as she masturbates. Play with her breasts, whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Try a vibrator on her. Put it on her clit and move it around. The vibrations should produce sensations that will make her climax. It does with most women.”

  “Are you saying she’d prefer gentle play, that she’s not into BDSM?”

  “No, that’s not what I’m saying. It sounds to me like she thinks too much. She needs to relax and learn to let go. Once it’s happened the first time, she’s not going to be as worried about it the second time, and it will come easier.”

  Oscar nodded, then pursed his lips. “Fantasies, huh? To me a fantasy is six women lined up, waiting for a whipping.”

  “Well, I don’t think that’s going to be a great fantasy for her, although I could be wrong. You and Walker are smart men, I’m sure you’ll think of something.”

  * * * * *

  Harper wrapped tissue around a particularly naughty piece of lingerie and placed it in the bag.

  “This gift will go over perfectly at your friend’s bridal shower. I’m sure she’ll be very thrilled to get it.”

  The customer laughed. “Thanks so much for your help. It must be great to have access to such beautiful clothing.”

  “It is,” Harper said, even though she’d never once owned a piece of lingerie in this store. Helena had loved most of it, but Harper had never tried on anything.

  “Come back and see us,” she said as the front door opened. She swallowed a grimace. It was ten minutes until six, and the store closed at six. Leave it to people to come shopping at the last minute. The woman took her package and walked toward the door.

  Harper’s gaze followed her, her eyebrows arching when she saw Walker and Oscar standing there. Walker held a picnic basket and Oscar held the door open for the departing customer.

  When he shut the door, he threw the bolt.

  “We’re not closed yet,” she said.

  “You are now,” Walker replied. “We’re very wealthy customers and we want to do some shopping. And we’d like you to model for us.”

  “Me? You want me to model lingerie?”

  “That’s right,” Walker said. “You’re the perfect size, and you have beautiful breasts. I can’t wait to see them encased in some of these fine things.”

  He placed the basket on the counter, and the two men walked toward the shelves. She watched as they examined the bras and underwear, sliding over to the garter belts and hose.

  “Um, one or two items?” She walked toward them.

  “No, ma’am,” Walker said. “We want to spend lots of money. A few bras and undies, yes, but we also want to look at your naughty things; your lacy outfits can be used in fantasies. If you were going to choose a few outfits for fantasies, what would you select?”

  Harper giggled like a schoolgirl. “Fantasy outfits? Um, well, I usually tell customers it depends on their lovers. Different people like different things.”

  “What would you like, Miss…what is your name?” Oscar held out his hand and she took it.

  “Sampson, Harper Sampson. Oscar, this is ‑‑”

  “Yes, I’m Oscar and this is my friend Walker. So, tell us, what would fuel your fantasy?”

  Harper gave them a confused look. She wasn’t sure what was happening, but it was exciting. Her two new lovers were playing out some sort of fantasy right before her, and she wasn’t sure how to respond. She tried to think of outfits she’d wear for a fantasy, and she turned to face the shelves.

  “We have the most naughty outfits in another room, things that could be considered very titillating.”

  “Would you show us?”

  “Of course. And I’ll try on anything you like.” Like your cocks.

  She led them to the other room and stood back as they perused the shelves.

  When they started to select things, she brought out a wheeled cart she gave to customers to hold their selections while they shopped.

  When the basket was full, they turned to her. “We brought a picnic. You can model for us while we eat, because we’re hungry.”

  Their playful tones made her smile as she led the way to a large dressing room. “I’ll go next door and change, and come back to model.”

  “Oh, no,” Walker said. “Undress for us. We want to watch.”

  Her heart beat faster as they shut the door. They pulled cushions from the two wingback chairs in the room and sat down on the floor, opening the basket.

  “Try the fishnet first,” Oscar said. “I’m looking forward to that one.”

  She rummaged through the clothing and pulled out the fishnet dress. Harper had sold quite a few of these dresses recently. It hit just below the genital area and looked beautiful on most women.

  Deciding to get into the fantasy, whatever it was, she discarded her clothes and wiggled into the dress. When a champagne cork popped, she laughed. She knew they were planning on taking her anal cherry tonight and figured they were trying to calm her down, to make it easier on her.

  “You two thought of everything,” she said, taking the glass they offered her. Then she held out her arms. “What do you think?”

  “Beautiful,” Oscar said. “Very beautiful.”

  “I agree,” Walker said. “But what about the silvery one? I really liked that one.”

  “Oh, yes,” Oscar said. “Try that one, with the hose and garter belt. But leave the panties off.”

  Her heart rate increased as she shimmied out of the dress. The silver outfit was made of satin, trimmed with lace. A thin strip of material ran between the breasts, breaking off to run under each one, leaving them exposed. She followed their instructions and left the underwear off, fastening the garter belt around her waist and slowly lifting the stockings over her calves and up her thighs.

  They watched her with hunger in their eyes, which made her feel very sexy. When she was done, she stepped toward them.

  “How about this one? Do you like it?”

  “Love it,” Walker said, patting the space between them. “Come and sit down. Enjoy some champagne. She wiggled in between them, and gasped in pleasure when they each poured champagne over her breasts. The liquid soaked into the material and she knew she’d just bought a new piece of lingerie, but she didn’t care.

  This was sexy, and oh so much fun. She threw her head back as they started to lick her breasts, each of them sucking in a nipple deeply, biting it until she cried out in ecstasy.

  Harper could feel pleasure building inside her. The wonderful sensation of impending climax. She pushed away the thought that it wouldn’t come and concentrated on Oscar’s hand, which reached out and clasped her own.

  “Masturbate for us. Play with that beautiful pussy.”

  She lay back and put her hands between her legs. Each of them took a leg and pulled it across their own so that she was spread wide. She stroked her slit and dipped her fingers inside, moving her wetness up and down until it surrounded her clit, which throbbed in response. She stroked it gently, marveling at the sensations of not only her fingers, but of Walker’s and Oscar’s hands as they caressed her thighs.

  She felt sexy and wanted, needed. Neither of them had demanded she climax. As her fingers worked, her feelings grew
. But this time she didn’t worry about disappointing them. They knew she wouldn’t come, yet they’d given her this time to enjoy before they turned her over and fucked that part of her no one ever had before.

  Her sensations increased when something unfamiliar was placed against her clit. A whirring noise filled the room as it moved, and she realized they’d placed a vibrator on her clit. She had one, true, but she’d never really tried to use it come. She’d figured it was a lost cause since her fingers never worked.

  It was Walker who had it in his hands, moving it gently back and forth over her swollen nub. Oscar stroked her breasts, pinching her nipples until she moaned in pleasure. She closed her eyes. Oscar moved behind her and she laid her head against his thigh, the feelings taking over. When Oscar pinched her particularly hard, Walker turned up the vibrator and held it down on her clit.

  Unfamiliar feelings ran through her as he moved it up and down, and then Harper cried out as her orgasm overtook her. She bucked her hips against the vibrator as Oscar pinched her nipples harder.

  “Yes! Oh. My. God. Yes!” Her hips moved violently, but Walker held her close, the vibrator still working its magic on her. When the feelings had subsided, and her hips had stopped moving, she collapsed against Oscar’s thighs.

  And when Walker’s fingers found her clit and pinched, she came again, her hips shooting skyward as the almost painful sensation ran through her. This one didn’t last nearly as long as the first one, and when the room stopped spinning, she started to laugh.

  Harper sucked in lungfuls of air as the laughter overtook her. Then, she stopped, and looked at them both in wonder.

  “I had an orgasm.”

  “Yes, you did,” Walker said. “Two of them to be exact.”

  “You let yourself relax enough to not think about it,” Oscar said, stroking her breasts. “Now you know what it takes. Shut off mind. Engage body.”

  She broke into laughter again and then relaxed into Oscar’s arms.

  “And here I thought you were just trying to relax me so you could pop my anal cherry.”

  “Oh, we’re here to do that too,” Walker said with a leer.

  “So catch your breath and roll over,” Oscar said. “’Cause your ass is nice and ready for him now.”

  Harper sat up, her body still tingly from not one, but two orgasms. She’d had two orgasms.

  “I’m nervous about this,” she said. “I did some reading on it, and it sounds like it hurts.”

  “Not when it’s done right,” Walker said. “You just have to relax and follow my lead. The initial penetration might hurt, but you’ll get used to it. And it’s a very intense feeling, or so I’ve been told.”

  “So you’ve never done it?”

  “I’ve had a tongue up my ass; does that count?”

  Harper gave him an astonished gaze and he laughed.

  “We had a sub who craved it,” Oscar said. “And we both loved it; that’s for sure.”

  Harper shook her head and they both laughed.

  “Don’t worry, Slick; we’re not pushing for it right now.”

  “Well, I’m very happy to hear that. I’m not sure about doing it here. Can’t we go to the house?”

  “Oh, well, see, we came prepared,” Oscar said. “This lovely, huge room is perfect. Don’t you wonder what’s in the basket?”

  Harper looked at it as if seeing it for the first time. “I guess I hadn’t thought about it.”

  Walker opened the basket and took out a large box. “An air mattress, with a built-in pump. It inflates in minutes, and is ready for use. We brought this, some towels, and some lube. And condoms, of course.”

  She hugged her arms around her. “You thought of everything.”

  “We did,” Oscar said. “And don’t worry, you’re only taking one of us tonight, so relax and enjoy it.”

  Relax and enjoy it? She wanted to ask if he would enjoy having something inserted in his ass, but she didn’t.

  “I’ll be very gentle,” Walker said. He’d taken the bed out of the box and started filling it with air by turning a valve. “We’ll get you nice and greased up, and go very slow. Trust me when I say that you’ll enjoy it. We’ll make sure of that.”

  “What do I have to do?”

  “Not much,” Oscar replied. “When you’re ready, Walker will put his cock at your opening. When he pushes in, you push out slightly. This will open your muscles and allow him to slip inside. Then, you’ll do it one more time. He’ll go slowly, until you’re accustomed to him. And then he’ll ride you until you’re screaming in pleasure again.”

  Harper knew this was expected, that it was something many people, not just people in the BDSM world, did on a regular basis. But it wasn’t something she’d ever really thought about. She knew Helena loved it, but Helena loved all things sexual.

  “The bed’s ready,” Walker said. “The wonders of modern technology.”

  When she didn’t move, he cocked his head at her. “Remember what we said about trust? It’s important, Harper, for you to trust me. If you don’t trust me, then we’re never going to convince people. Come over here and lie down on your belly and just relax.”

  Harper thought about it for a few minutes, but then the promise of another orgasm threw her into motion. Was Oscar right when he said now that she’d had one orgasm she’d have more? And if she tried new things what were the chances of those new things producing orgasms?

  It was worth a shot; she knew that. She crawled to the bed and lay down, trying to stay calm. When Walker’s hands stroked her back, she tensed just a bit. He smacked her bottom and she jumped.

  “Ouch.”

  “Still sore from last night?” Oscar asked.

  “As a matter of fact, yes, if you must know. I wonder why that is.”

  “Sore bottom doesn’t equal loss of smart mouth, I see.”

  She looked at Oscar who shook his head. “We’ll have to look up the spanking room at Paragon’s when we arrive. It will be our first stop.”

  “Behave,” Walker said, and Harper wondered if he was talking to her or Oscar. She put her arms under her head and used them as a pillow. Walker and Oscar began to rub her back and buttocks, and all she could think about was the wonderful feelings her first, and second, orgasm had produced.

  “Still a few nice marks on her behind,” Oscar said, grabbing a handful of her buttock and squeezing. She moaned and tried to fight back a sob. Her behind still ached something fierce from the whipping she’d received last night.

  He let go and they began to rub again. She sighed and laughed.

  “What’s so funny?” Walker said.

  “You two rubbing my back and bottom. It doesn’t seem like something two dominant men would do.”

  “Well, then, we need to continue your education,” Oscar said. “Just because we’re dominant doesn’t mean we’re not loving or incapable of doing things that produce soft feelings. True dominants can be both gentle and harsh, depending on the situation.”

  “The loss of someone’s anal cherry is not something to be rushed,” Walker said. “You need to be calm and relaxed, and that’s what we’re trying to help you do.”

  “Um, yes, you are.” Harper closed her eyes as their hands roamed her body. It felt wonderful, truly wonderful. When Oscar parted her cheeks, and a finger coated with lube caressed her rosette, she sighed with pleasure.

  “That feels nice,” she whispered.

  “Yes, I’m sure it does,” Walker said.

  The finger pushed inside and she moaned.

  “You like that?” Oscar probed deeper as Walker’s hands rubbed her shoulders.

  “Yes, it feels good.”

  “Wiggle your hips,” Oscar said. She did as he asked, then gasped as he added a second finger. She felt full and stretched. Oscar held his fingers in place for a few minutes, and then started to move them gently, sliding them in and out as she continued to move her hips.

  “That’s it,” he said. “Good girl. Take a deep breath and rela
x. Just enjoy it.”

  She was surprised she was enjoying it. The feelings were intense as he continued to probe her. He thrust faster and she moved her hips in tune to him. When he stopped and added more lube, she knew what was coming, but she still wasn’t quite ready for it. He pulled his fingers out and spread the lube around, and then he pushed again, this time with three fingers.

  “No, too many. It feels so full.”

  “Shush,” Oscar said, moving his fingers back and forth. “Just getting you nice and opened up for Walker.”

  He fucked her with his fingers, moving in and out, faster and faster. Then he stopped and she moaned in regret. “Lift up on your knees. Move your hips. Fuck my fingers with your ass.”

  She lifted up to her knees and moved tentatively at first, going slowly until Oscar slapped her ass with his free hand.

  “Faster. Do it!”

  She started to rock, his fingers filling her ass over and over. His free hand caressed her clit and she shuddered in ecstasy. It felt so wonderful, something she’d never expected. She didn’t feel the build up to orgasm that she’d felt earlier, but she felt extreme pleasure that kept her moving on his fingers.

  When he pulled them away, she groaned loudly. Until she felt Walker climb in behind her. She heard the tear of a condom package and then felt warm lube on her behind again.

  “How is the lube so warm?” Her voice sounded dreamy, even to her.

  “I’ve been warming it with my fingers,” Walker said, wiping his hands on a towel. “You owe me.”

  She laughed, then gasped when she felt the head of Walker’s cock press against her anus.

  “Walker.”

  “It’s all right,” Walker said. “Just relax. I won’t penetrate until I think you’re ready. Relax.”

  Oscar’s hands were on her shoulders; then he lifted her face by putting his fingers under her chin. “Look what I have for you,” he said. His cock bobbed in front of her face. “Lift up just a bit and suck me in. Concentrate on my cock.”

  She lifted up and licked the head of his cock, then sucked him in, moving her teeth over his shaft until he moaned. He held her close for a few minutes, then took his cock out of her mouth.