Alpha (Book Collection)

by Robin Fate

  “Let’s give him a show, Sarah.” She giggled in the woman's ear, kissing her again on her soft lips.

  Sarah dropped her head and began to suckle at Emma’s breast. Emma made eye contact with Sam and licked her lips slowly and purposefully. Sarah pushed her gently back onto the bed. As she wriggled up the bed so her head was on the pillows, Sarah was taking off her own bra and panties so she was completely naked. She walked over to her husband and kissed him on the mouth.

  Emma saw she had what looked like a large diamond between her ass cheeks. Sarah brought Sam by the hand over to a chair by the end of the bed and climbed back on to it beside Emma. Sitting at her feet, she spread Emma’s legs open and with her ass in the air, she began to eat Emma’s pussy with vigour.

  Emma moaned in ecstasy as the woman buried her face and tongue into her wet pussy while her husband sat feet away, tugging on his cock.

  Sam got up and came around to beside Emma’s face, and began to rub his dick across it. Emma stuck out her tongue and began to lick it. Sarah stopped licking her pussy to watch and slipped two fingers inside her and began to massage her G-spot. Emma was wild with desire and with the knowing glances the husband and wife pair were giving each other, they knew it. Sarah indicated for Sam to climb up on the bed and he did so, removing his shirt so he too was naked.

  “Emma, sit up and suck my husband’s dick, you naughty little girl,” Sarah demanded.

  Emma placed herself between Sam’s legs with her ass in the air, and began to lick Sam’s shaven balls. As she moved up his shaft with her tongue, she noticed a drip of cum on the soft skin at the tip. Her eyes lit up and she looked from Sarah to Sam, both watching her closely.

  Slowly she reached out her tongue and licked the salty fluid from his tip. Sarah smiled as her husband moaned and she grabbed Emma’s head and pushed her mouth down on to her husband’s penis. Emma was happy to be of service.

  Sarah climbed up and positioned herself so her own pussy was on Sam’s face and as Emma sucked his dick with vigour, she watched as Sarah rubbed her wet pussy on his mouth, his tongue lapping at it hungrily. Again, Emma saw the shiny diamond between Sarah’s cheeks, but this time she couldn’t help herself. She removed herself from Sam’s penis and reached up and spread Sarah’s cheeks apart. She gasped as she realized the diamond was in her asshole.

  “You like?” Sarah asked, watching Emma’s face closely.

  “What is it?” Emma asked, too intrigued to be embarrassed by her lack of sexual knowledge.

  “A butt plug.” Sarah smiled at Emma, climbing off her husband’s face, which was now wet from her juices. “It makes penetration feel better. Speaking of penetration…” Sarah looked at her husband meaningfully. “On your hands and knees, Emma.”

  Emma did as she was instructed. She enjoyed the older woman’s guidance during this unfamiliar experience.

  Sam positioned himself behind her and began to rub his cock up and down her slit. Suddenly he thrust it in and began fucking her hard. Emma cried out; his fat penis was filling her and she could feel his balls slapping against her.

  Sarah lay down in front of her and spread her legs. Emma leaned forward and began to lick and suck her juicy pussy. As the woman began to buck under her, she felt her own orgasm build and as Sam began to pump harder and harder into her pussy, she licked Sarah’s clit quicker until finally the woman’s moans brought Emma’s own orgasm to the fore. The two women came hard and Emma could feel Sam begin to come. Suddenly he pulled out and holding Emma’s ass cheeks open, he came all over her.

  Completely satisfied, the three lay together on the bed for several moments while they caught their breath.

  Finally, Emma sat up and gathered her clothes. The couple cuddled together closer on the bed and with promises to meet each other again next time they were in town, Emma slipped out of the room.

  * * * * *

  At home, Emma had time for a shower and some food before she met Chad. She was just sitting down to her dinner when her phone beeped.

  It was Max. See you at work tomorrow?

  Emma felt butterflies in her stomach at the thought of seeing Max again. She had a crush on him since the day she started, but she knew he hadn’t noticed her until yesterday.

  Emma felt that she was getting the hang of this sexually empowered lifestyle and she no longer felt nervous at the thought of meeting Chad, but every time she thought of meeting Max.

  Trying to put Max out of her mind, she ate quickly and went to her room to find something to wear.

  Half an hour later, she sat, exasperated, on top of a mountain of conservative suits and shirts. Jenny popped her head around the door and laughed at her friend's scowling face.

  “Dressing for your date with Chad?” she guessed. “Come on. My closet is your closet.”

  Ten minutes later, Emma was leaving the house dressed in a tight knee length white dress that somehow bordered on both virginal and sexy at the same time. She pulled up outside Chad’s hotel and checked her makeup in the mirror. Instead of leaving her hair loose around her shoulders, Jenny had tied it up in a chic bun.

  Emma thought she looked about fifteen, but Jenny assured her Chad would love it.

  Emma bypassed reception and headed straight to the lifts. Chad had texted her his room number already. She knocked on his door and it pushed open. Inside, Chad was standing beside the bed with his back to her. Closing the door softly behind her, she tried to sneak up behind him.

  “Not so fast, missy.” Chad turned around just before she reached him. When he saw her, his eyes widened and he smiled in delight.

  “Wow, Emma, you look amazing.” He was practically drooling as he walked around her, surveying her curves, big ass and all.

  He doesn’t look so bad himself, Emma thought. Chad was shirtless, wearing just a pair of gray jogging pants. His hair was wet and he smelled of soap and expensive aftershave. He clearly worked out; his stomach was ripped and tanned. Emma reached out a hand to touch his rippling abs, but he stopped her.

  “I have something very special planned for you.”

  Emma looked past Chad’s hard body to look at the bed. She gasped when she realized what he had been doing when she entered. On the bed was a variety of what she could only imagine were instruments of torture: handcuffs, chains, riding crops and things she didn’t even know what they were.

  “What the hell is all this?” she asked, half annoyed at his presumption that she would go along with this, half excited to see what would happen.

  “This is your surprise.” Chad grinned. “You want to take more control in your sex life, right? Well, I’m going to help you do that by teaching you how fun it is to lose all control.”

  “That doesn’t even make sense.” Emma pouted.

  “From this point on, I am your master and you are my slave,” Chad said, ushering Emma over to the bed. “Your safe word is orange. If I am hurting you or you want me to stop for any reason, just say orange and I will stop immediately. Now, slave, strip for your master.” Chad sat on the bed and waited for Emma to comply.

  “Chad, I—” Emma began to protest, but Chad cut her off.

  “You will address me as Sir or Master only from this point on,” Chad said, lying back against the pillows on the bed, “now, strip.”

  “Ok, sir,” Emma said with a scoff.

  Slowly, she lifted the white dress over her head, revealing only white nipple pasties and a miniscule white thong underneath. Next, Emma slipped off her white pumps, then turning around to give Chad the best view of her ass, she bent over and slowly removed her thong. Standing in front of him with only the nipple pasties to cover her modesty while Chad remained fully dressed made her feel vulnerable and turned on all at once.

  “What would you like me to do next, sir?” she asked in her most innocent voice, biting on her lip as she waited for his answer.

  “I want you to come over to the bed and choose how you would like to be restrained,” Chad said, indicating the pile of paraphernalia at the
end of the bed. Emma went over for a closer look. Cable ties, handcuffs, ropes, silk scarves, or chains.

  Emma instinctively wanted to reach for the silk scarves, the safest option, but she stopped herself. You wanted to go outside your comfort zone, she scolded herself and she found herself reaching for the cable ties.

  “Excellent choice.” Chad grinned. “Now on your hands and knees on the ground.”

  Emma dropped to the ground—her heart was beating wildly in her chest and her breathing was quickening. She honestly couldn’t tell if it was from fear or arousal, but she liked it.

  Chad walked around in front of her and took her two wrists and deftly placed a cable tie around them. He then walked around and placed another on her ankles.

  “They’re tight,” Emma complained.

  Chad whirled around and spanked her sharply on the ass.

  “Ow!” Emma exclaimed, shocked.

  “I told you to address me as Sir when you speak to me.” Chad was trying very hard to keep a serious face but Emma could see the smile in his eyes.

  “Sorry, Sir.” She grinned wickedly up at Chad and licked her lips in a seductive manner.

  Chad took off his sweatpants and stood before Emma in all his glory, his cock was standing to attention, red and swollen and ready.

  “Open your mouth, slave,” he commanded.

  Emma did so and Chad shoved his dick into her mouth. Emma began to suck, gently at first, then harder as she looked up into Chad’s face and watched him as he closed his eyes in pleasure. He grabbed her bun with two hands and began to slowly move his penis in and out of her mouth.

  “Stop sucking, you horny little bitch,” Chad said, holding her head still. “I want to fuck your mouth. We are not partners here; you are my object to be used, and you will do nothing unless I tell you, and you will not come until I tell you that you may. Do you understand? Blink once for yes.”

  Emma blinked slowly once and Chad resumed moving his cock in and out of Emma’s mouth. Emma’s pussy was on fire; she never imagined having so little control would turn her on so much.

  As Chad moved his cock in and out of her mouth, she felt drool began to drip from her mouth down on to his cock, her instinct was to swallow, but she stayed still.

  “Oh, Emma,” Chad moaned as he took out his cock and rubbed it on her face, “I am going to fuck you so hard. But first, I think you need to be spanked.”

  “Spanked?” Emma asked, her eyes widening. “Spanked … Sir?” she added as she saw the glint in his eye.

  “Yes, spanked.” He helped Emma to a standing position and faced her towards the bed. “What would you like me to use?”

  Emma surveyed the equipment laid out on the bed once more.

  “The riding crop or the paddle, Sir,” she said. “No whips or chains,” she added firmly.

  “Very well, we will try both.” Chad smiled and wiped everything else off the bed. Lifting Emma on to the bed, he helped her once again to her hands and knees.

  “Paddle first,” Chad said and firmly struck Emma across the ass.

  “Orange, orange!” Emma shouted and Chad immediately threw the paddle to the floor.

  “OK, riding crop it is.” Chad picked up the crop and slapped Emma across the ass with it. It was tolerable after the harshness of the paddle, and as Chad slapped her again, she realized that it was making her aroused. Chad noticed too.

  “I knew you’d like getting spanked, you naughty, naughty girl.” This time he moved the riding crop lower when he slapped her so it slapped against the outside of her pussy. She moaned, the pain of the slap moving seamlessly into pleasure. Again and again, Chad slapped her with the riding crop, sometimes softly, sometimes harder.

  “Sir,” Emma gasped when she thought she could take no more and Chad threw down the riding crop and thrust himself inside her.

  Emma ground back on his hard cock, losing all control. She began to come hard and cried out in pleasure as Chad fucked her harder. When her orgasm peaked, Chad pulled out, smiling at the red-faced Emma.

  “I told you not to come,” he said, laughing.

  “Sorry, Sir.” She laughed. “I just couldn’t help myself.”

  “I’m afraid you will never be a submissive, Emma,” he teased, shaking his head in mock disappointment.

  Emma noticed Chad was still rock hard. “You didn’t come yet?” she asked, surprised.

  “Yet.” Chad stood in front of her, his erection in front of her face. Emma took the hint and opened her mouth so Chad could put his dick inside.

  Slowly, she rolled her tongue around the tip and then sucked and licked until she could feel his cum pulsing its way up his shaft. Chad pulled his cock half way out of her mouth and as he came, he watched intently as his cum filled her mouth and dripped down her chin. Emma swallowed and licked at the salty fluid, enjoying the look of naked pleasure on his face.

  Chad grabbed a scissors from the end table and cut off the ties. As Emma stood, she caught sight of herself in the full length mirror. Her face was sticky and shining with Chad’s fluid and her ass was fire engine red. “Damn,” she said, turning to look at Chad, “what are you going to do to me next time?”

  Chad laughed. “We’ll have one more meeting before I leave town, and I promise it will be one you’ll never forget.” Emma couldn’t wait.

  * * * * *

  The next day, Emma arrived at work early. Her ass still smarted from the beating she took from Chad last night, and every time she sat, she smiled at the memory.

  Maybe spanking wasn’t her thing, but she must remember to thank Jenny for introducing her to Chad. Her confidence had grown so much this past week, and she felt like a new woman.

  “Good morning. Feeling better?”

  Emma was pulled from her daydream by Max’s sultry tones in her ear.

  “Yes, thank you.” She smiled up at him.

  “Emma, I was wondering, would you like to come to go to a movie with me tonight?”

  Emma was taken aback … a movie? Surely that was code for Emma, I want to fuck you tonight.

  “Um, sure,” she said, smiling up into his handsome face, “what time?”

  “I’ll pick you up about 8:30. Text me your address,” he said and gave her a wink as he turned to go.

  At home that evening, Emma and Jenny sat in Jenny’s room once again, raiding her wardrobe.

  “So, you suck his cock, promise him more, and then he asks you to a movie?” Jenny asked, summing up their conversation.

  “Yup, that’s pretty much it,” Emma said, staring at the pile of discarded clothes on the floor.

  The girls had settled on a denim mini skirt with a white tank top and a pair of wedges, casual but sexy for an early-evening cinema date.

  “Maybe he’ll bring you to a make-out place after, and you guys can go to second base.” Jenny giggled.

  Emma laughed at her friend and threw a pillow at her. She had to admit, Max had thrown her. Maybe it was the kinkiness of the encounters she had all week in comparison, but this felt very vanilla after their first encounter this week.

  At 8:25, there was a knock on the door and Max stood there with a bouquet of blue lilies.

  “Wow, they’re beautiful,” Emma gasped, “thank you.”

  Leaving Jenny to place them in water, Emma and Max headed off on their date.

  “So, what movie would you like to see?” Emma asked in the car.

  “I should probably explain, Emma,” Max said, glancing over at his date. “This is a small theatre with very limited releases, but I think you’re really going to enjoy the movie I picked.”

  Emma was still confused, but decided to play along.

  The movie theatre was a small, back-alley building that sold liquor in the foyer. Emma ordered a double vodka and coke and they went into the screening room. The room was bigger than Emma had expected. Several couples were dotted around the room in the large, two-person seats as well as several men on their own. Making their way half-way up the aisle, they took their seats j
ust as the lights went down.

  As the credits rolled, Emma was happy to see the film was in English, at least. The movie opened with a man and a woman, lying in bed, kissing. As the kissing grew steamier Emma glanced around the theatre. The couples were all making out furiously or petting one another. Emma glanced back at the screen and realized that the man was now placing his cock in his co-star’s mouth. It was porn.

  Her mouth hanging open, she turned to look at Max, who was studying her carefully, a look of anticipation on his face. As their eyes met, they both dissolved into silent fits of laughter until tears rolled down their cheeks.

  When she recovered from the shock, Emma began watching the other people in the theatre. In the row across from them, a woman was sucking frantically on her partner’s cock while a man a couple of seats over masturbated furiously. Another couple in front of them had been joined by one of the other single men, and the woman’s partner watched as she gave him a hand job. All around her, people were sucking, licking, fucking.

  Glancing at Max, she realized that while she had been watching everyone else, he had only been watching her. Taking her cue from some of the other women, she pulled her tank top over her head and undid her bra. Brazenly, she sipped on her vodka and coke and turned her face back to the screen. The woman was being penetrated anally. Emma felt herself get moist as she watched the man’s huge dick stretch out her tiny pink hole.

  Leaning over to Max, she whispered in his ear, “I want you to do that to me.”

  She watched his pupils dilate as he imagined fucking her asshole and he whispered back, “Not here, but soon.”

  Max grabbed her chin and began to kiss her gently at first, then harder. Suddenly, he pulled away and raised his hand up with a flat palm. Emma realized a man had been coming over to join them. He stopped a couple of seats away and raised an eyebrow to Max.