Yes, tomorrow will be fun, I thought to myself as I slid into the seat of my car.
* * *
The whole next day my ass was sore. Not enough to notice all the time but every now and then I would move a certain way and I would be given a painful reminder of the pleasure I’d had the night before. It was hot and had me wishing the day would pass faster.
I knew I wouldn’t be the one getting nailed in the ass tonight but I would still get mine and that was enough for me. After all, a lot of the fun has nothing to do with getting off but everything to do with getting to be dominant. I loved making men obey my orders. Even when I wasn’t particularly rough it was still nice to know that they would do whatever I told them to.
8:45 rolled around and it was all I could do to contain myself. I had already dressed for the occasion so I sat on the edge of the couch and took a few deep breaths to contain myself. No one wants to be dominated by someone acting like an over-excited teen girl.
My doorbell rang right on queue at 9:00 and I opened it without hesitation.
“I knew you’d come,” I said as I held it open for Brandon to enter.
“Of course I came,” he said giving me a wink.
“I’ll show you where,” I said as I led him further back in the house. He followed slowly as he was busy taking in the rest of the house. As a fairly wealthy woman men were usually surprised when they first got to see my house. I think most expect a single woman to be living in some sort of tiny apartment.
“This is it,” I said drawing him away from his sightseeing.
I pushed open the door and gestured with my arm.
Walking in he looked around. My room was full of everything I could ever need, some of the things I’ve never even used but you never know. It was a plush and comfortable room with nice luxurious dark carpeting that is easy on the knees and a king size bed that was outfitted and ready for when someone needed to be restrained.
There were various other devices, whips, cuffs, flogs, masks, etc., around the room but today I was only going to focus on two – the flog, and the strap ons.
“Like before. Take off your clothes. You can put them over there,” I said with a gesture indicating a table in the corner.
He removed his clothes on cue, all of them, including his boxer briefs and then stood waiting. I walked over to a low coffee table and placed my hand on it. Getting the hint he walked over to me and looked down at the table.
“Get on it,” I said plainly.
“How?” he asked meekly. He was almost shy in his questioning. It was kind of cute.
“On your hands and knees,” He began to climb up. “Wait, I have something for you first,” I said remembering an item across the room.
Running over in my heels I grabbed two items from a shelf. “Here, you’ll want to put these on,” I said handing him a black pair of knee pads.
“Thanks,” he said bending down to fasten them over his boney knees.
“Now climb up,” I said slapping the wood with my hand.
I grabbed a folded towel and placed it where his palms would go. As he finished getting into position I walked around the room grabbing a few items.
The first was a mask, similar to the one I had used before but black leather and with an actual belt-like fastener. I placed it over his eyes and strapped it on.
“I’m going to gag you. If anything gets to be too much for you, raise your hand. I’m not going to restrain you in any fashion so you’re free to move if anything is too much.”
“Like this?” he asked moving his left hand out to the side.
“Yes, that will do.”
Reaching around I placed the ball gag in his mouth and then fastened it around the backside of his head like I had the mask.
“Are you ready?” I asked knowing full well that he could only let out a muffled answer or shake his head.
He shook his head and I slapped him across the ass with the flog. He probably felt a slight sting but nothing with my heat yet.
“Do you like what I do to you?” I asked and watched as he shook his head again to receive another slap, but this time it was across the back of his thighs. It might have hurt slightly more if I was lucky enough to graze his balls. I may have been successful because I heard him let out a slight cry of shock into his gag. However, underneath his body I could see his cock getting stiffer. He was liking this.
Unable to stop himself I watched as he lifted his right hand from the towel pad and began to stroke himself. I let him get away with a few masturbatory movements because I liked watching a man handle himself but after about a minute I’d had enough.
“Are you touching yourself?”
He shook his head eagerly thinking it was what I wanted. I swatted him across the ass with a force hard enough that it shot his whole body forward.
“You do not touch yourself unless I instruct you to do so.”
As I looked at his hard cock I could already see some precum about to drip from the tip. Quickly unbuckling Brandon’s gag I reached forward and took the droplet onto my finger. I put my finger to his lips.
“Taste it,” I commanded. Doing as I said, he sucked his cum off of my finger.
I reattached his ball gag.
“Touch yourself again and you’ll get to eat some more. Or, maybe you like tasting yourself,” I said giving him another swat. “Did you shower for me?” I asked as I watched his ass turning red.
Brandon nodded his head.
“You washed everywhere tiny crevice?” I asked running my finger up his crack as he shook his head.
“Good.”
I walked behind him and placed the flog down on the table underneath him. Placing both of my hands on his ass I spread his cheeks so that I could see his tight little virgin pucker. I watched as he became worried and tensed his body.
“Don’t worry, we’re not to the big finale yet,” I said as I licked my finger and ran it around his asshole. “Gotta help you relax and loosen you up a little first.”
I grabbed my lube and spread it over my pointer finger. Moving beside him I leaned forward and began to tongue his ear as I maneuvered my finger into his asshole. Little by little I inserted my finger and began to move it in small circles.
“Nice isn’t it?” I said as I began to push my middle finger in beside the first.
He groaned against his gag as his asshole stretched further. I hooked both of my fingers and rubbed his prostate. I watched as his body began to shake.
“Never had anything like this before have you big boy,” I teased as I fingered his ass.
He couldn’t answer but could only let out a short series of moans and groans. Removing my fingers from his ass I moved behind him and once again pulled his cheeks apart with my hands. Leaning forward I brought my tongue to his newly stretched asshole. Not expecting my mouth on his ass he shot forward and coughed against his gag.
“Don’t move,” I told him as I began to eat his ass.
Slowly my tongue worked around his asshole before delving into its depths. I reached my tongue in as far as it would go and began to thrust it in and out of his ass in swirling movements. He began to buck against my face as my tongue worked in his ass. I worked him this way for several minutes until I decided he was ready for the dildo I had prepared for him.
Pulling my face away I slapped him hard on the ass.
“I’ll be back in just a moment sexy.”
I didn’t warn him about what was coming because I wanted him to stay relaxed. I took a minute to strap on the dildo and then walked back up behind him. Carefully I placed the dildo at the opening of his now slightly stretched asshole and began to give it a slight pressure. Not too much at first. I had lubed the dildo but this was still going to hurt a little until he adjusted to the size of the intrusion.
The tip slid in easily but it was going to take some work until he was able to take the other 8”. With measured practice I made small thrusts into his asshole. Just small nudges that slid the device in little by litt
le. The thrusts would be pleasurable for him and before long I’d have the whole dildo inserted and he’d be bucking back against me.
I had considered using my double ended dildo so that I could be penetrated as well but the truth was I could enjoy fucking him just as much as being fucked. Feeling the power was enough to get me off and I really wanted to focus on introducing him to anal pleasure instead of worrying about how it was feeling for me as well.
Inch by inch Brandon’s asshole expanded and the dildo delved deeper inside of him until I was thrusting it all the way up to the hilt. Brandon grunted from the fullness of it but when I asked if everything was ok he shook his head. I reminded him to just raise a hand if it was too much. He responded by pushing back against me begging for more.
Giving him what he wanted I began to pound him in earnest, the lubed dildo sliding in and out of his tight ass, him pushing back against each of the thrusts driving it as deep as it would go. It didn’t take long and he was grunting and drooling around the gag in his mouth.
Within minutes he was out of control and his whole body twitched as I drove the dildo hard into his ass one last time and he blew his load.
My chest rose quickly as I panted and watched him spew his cum across the table he was perched upon. I pumped into him a few extra time and watched him clench his body as new streams exploded from his cock. I held the dildo in him up to the hilt and asked him.
“How was that?”
Brandon shook his head ecstatically in reply. He’d loved it. His whole body continued to clench and unclench for several minutes as the intense orgasm worked its way out of his body. When I saw him fully relax I withdrew the strap on and stepped away from him.
I took off the dildo and walked around to his face where I took off the mask and the gag. He continued to breathe heavily but was getting himself back under control.
“You can get up and get dressed now,” I told him as I went to place several of the items in the sink and the mask back on its hook.
Brandon didn’t say a word but carefully stood from the table and removed the knee pads before walking over to his clothes. Holding them in his hands he stood still for several moments before bending to pull on his pants.
Once he was fully clothed I walked him back out to the front door where I held it open for him.
Finally looking me in the eye he was able to find some words.
“Thank you,” Brandon said with a smile.
“You’re welcome. Would you like to visit me again?” I asked already certain of what he would say.
“Just tell me when,” he replied with a sly smirk.
Playing Dirty
BY
LACEY ST. CLAIRE
John and Kyle are two alpha male officers with one thing on their mind – their best friend’s wife. With striking long legs, thick curves, and a luscious behind that begs to be filled, fellow officer Sadie has become an obsession.
With one thing on their minds these two men set a plan in motion. They will have Sadie no matter what it takes. Each day they’ve been tempted and teased and now is the time for action. These strong men do everything together and Sadie will be no exception.
Will these demanding officers be able to follow through with their plan?
They know what they want and they’re willing to take it, but what happens when Sadie has plans of her own?
Sadie has been happily married to Mark for the last year but finds herself wanting something a little more taboo. She knows his close friends want her, but can she convince her husband to let her play along with their plan, or will he spoil it all?
Playing Dirty
Chapter 1
JOHN & KYLE
“Fuck, I’m hard just thinking about her,” I say as I reach down to adjust my throbbing cock. It’s so hard I can barely deal with it.
“You’re telling me! Did you see her today? Jesus, I swear her pants are tighter than anyone else’s on purpose. Her ass is just begging to be fucked,” John answered with a sly conspiratorial wink.
Sadie was their best friend’s wife, but that wasn’t going to stop these two. John and Kyle had been lusting after Sadie ever since their friend Mark first started dating her. Their initial dirty thoughts had started out innocently enough, but with time they had grown into a full-fledged addiction. An addiction that was begging to be satiated. As fit police officers they knew how to get what they wanted. With the right type of persuasion they could get exactly what they wanted – her tight pussy and her gorgeous lush lips wrapped around their stiff cocks.
“So today is the day right?” I said in an attempt to amp John up. I was already so excited I felt like my cock was going to explode if I did get to drive myself into Sadie soon. The thought of driving my dick into her wet cunt was enough to have me dripping precum. I’d been waiting for this for over a year and I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity.
“Fuck yeah! I’m done waiting. This little slut needs to get pounded. She needs to be taught a lesson. We just have to wait until she’s alone,” John answered. As his mind began to wander he licked his lips and imagined what it would be like to taste her sweet juices.
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold out long. I’m already straining just thinking about it. Feel how hard my dick is already.” John took a step towards me and reached out his hand. He gripped between my legs and wrapped his palm around my thick cock.
“Holy shit. Damn. I think you need to jerk it first or you aren’t going to last five pumps in her gorgeous ass,” John said as he released my cock and gripped his own. “Hell, maybe we both should. Come on, let’s go bust a nut before anyone else shows up.”
The two men walked into the shower room together, ready to ease their tension.
“You sure no one else is going to show up?” I asked hesitantly, wanting to be certain that no one would catch us with our dicks in our hands.
“Nah, we got a good ten to fifteen minutes before any of the other fuckers show up for duty,” John said as he unzipped and whipped his dick out. Glancing down I took in its decent size and impressive girth, as he wrapped his hand around it his fingers barely touched his palm. Within seconds he was pumping his hand up and down his shaft. Taking his lead I unzipped and pulled out my own thick cock and began to jerk it at a quick pace. I was so fucking horny I was dying to let a load go and I knew it wouldn’t take long.
I tried to look away but watching John was fueling my own pleasure. I couldn’t say what it was but seeing his tip slipping in and out of his hand was enough to have me panting. Between my grunts I asked him, “So, what have we decided about keeping her silent? You know she’s going to run home crying to tell Mark as soon as we’re done with her.”
“Since you’ve asked. I have a plan. We can use the same recording from our cell phones. If she tells then we can threaten to share it with Mark and say that she had been fucking us for months. We can say that she asked for it rough. Plus, then we’ll have a copy to watch until next time,” John said with a smile and a grunt as his balls tightened up. “Here comes the magic,” he said as he grasped his cock tight and let loose a powerful stream of cum. “Fuck that felt good.”
I quickened my pace so that I wasn’t left masturbating alone. “Ah fuck…shit…watch this. My balls are so fucking full I’m gonna spray paint this wall with my cum. Uh…uh…uh…,” I grunted through gritted teeth. Just a few more strong pumps and then we both watched as my hot jizz covered the shower tile.
“Damn! Have you been storing that for a month?!” John asked as he watched me cum for far longer than he had. “I haven’t cum that much since I was a teen,” he said with a laugh.
With my chest heaving I responded, “I told you. I want her so fucking bad. I’ve had blue balls since I met her. It’s driving me wild. I can’t wait to sink my cock into that tight ass. Bitch has been asking for it, looking that hot is a crime.”
“You’re telling me brother. I’m gonna pound her until she can’t walk straight.”
“We b
etter head out,” I said with a nod of my head. “Don’t want the others catching us in there with the mess we’re leaving.”
“Yeah, ok,” John agreed as we both zipped up and headed back out to the locker room to wait.
Chapter 2
SADIE & MARK
7:00 AM - Earlier that same day:
I have always loved waking up next to Mark. If there was one thing I could rely on, it was his hard as a rock morning wood. When the mood hit me I could slide my hand across his hip and into his boxers as he slept. I would teasingly play with his tip until he woke up and was ready to go. Today was no exception, to say I was in the mood would be an understatement.
I teased my fingers across his body until I could slide my hand down into his briefs. I wrapped my long fingers around his cock and began to pump him slowly. My hand glided over his soft skin gently. I didn’t want to startle him. I just wanted him to gradually awaken and know that I was dying to have him inside of me.
As if on cue Mark awoke with a smile. “I see someone is in a good mood this morning.”
“I’m always in a good mood when you’re awake and ready to be ridden,” I teased as I climbed on top of him.
Mark and I had met when we were both still in college. At the time I was studying to be a journalist and he was working hard to become a lawyer. In the end, he had chosen the right path for himself but mine was a bit off base. When I left college he continued on with his studies and graduated the following year while I went and began my police training. Despite no longer attending the same college, we couldn’t stay away from one another.
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