by Liz Gavin
My dick is so hard I fell I’ll explode.
That’s when Jenny yanks the rubber penis out of Clara with a loud pop. She feels mortified as a hot jet of her juices spurts out, coating the top of her thighs. That had never happened to her before.
She hears Sam’s chuckle near her ear, seconds before he unties the blindfold.
“Look at me, my pet. You smell quite happy, huh? I’m sure your Master deserves some reward for giving you such a squirt, don’t you agree?”
She steals a quick glance at the other woman. When their eyes meet she holds her breath and a shiver runs down her spine.
“Oh, my god. Marcel, you’re right. She is gorgeous.”
Sam grabs her shoulders and turns her around.
“Come on, little one. Let me untie your hands.”
Although the words are sweet, his tone is anything but. He pushes her towards the huge bed. Her legs are stiff and she stumbles a little. Jenny reaches out a small hand to help her stand straight. Her arm heats up at the soft touch of Jenny’s palm.
“Climb up. Get on your fours. Face me.”
He slaps her hard on the butt and she hurries to get in position. Sam and Jenny take off their clothes and the petite brunette climbs on the bed behind Clara. She smiles at her, dimples and all, and Clara can’t control the moisture that coats her thighs as the young woman kneads her ass cheeks and kiss the perfect round buns. Then Jenny slaps her hard on both sides and Clara breathes deep to avoid shrieking. Her hands move over her body until they find Clara’s cunt. She slaps hard on her clit. Clara cries out and tries to escape.
Sam approaches the bed and smacks her tits.
“Who is the Master around here, my naughty little slut?”
Sam’s throaty whisper sounds inside her head as his wet tongue invades her ear. She feels his naked, wet erection pressing against her arm.
“You are the Master, Sir.”
“Who do you belong to?”
“I belong to you, Sir.”
While Sam speaks into her ear and bites her earlobe, Jenny’s wicked mouth teases her little butt opening. Her long, wet tongue invades and probes around Clara’s anus, hitting her sweet spot, over and over again in quick darting movements. And my hot mouth sucks and licks her throat and her collarbones before I move down towards her breasts.
“Is this pussy mine?”
Sam slaps her clit and she feels faint. He laughs and repeats the abuse, a little harder this time and in rhythm with his tongue inside her ear. She finds her voice to answer him, although she’s a little out of breath.
“Yes, Sir.”
He keeps slapping her, each time he hits her nub, she gasps louder. Until Clara is certain he’s going to drive her out of her mind. She shouts out, digging her hands in the sheets and curling her toes.
“Please, take me, Sir. I beg you. Forgive your pet and take me, hard and long, until I can’t have it any longer, until I beg for mercy.”
“Oh, I intend to do that and much more to you and your little hungry cunt. But first you need to earn it, pet. You’ll have to suck me dry. Open your mouth wide, slut.”
He nudges her lips with the huge mushroom head of his cock as Jenny pinches a hard nipple. She opens her mouth wide. She loves his smell and the feel of his soft skin against her tongue. She licks the pre-cum forming on the little slit and hears him hiss. She rasps her teeth lightly over his shaft as it enters her wet, hot mouth. She licks and sucks it as if Sam were the most delicious ice-cream cone.
She needs to breathe through her nose to avoid gagging when he slides down her throat. His beautiful cock is long and he moves back and forth, in and out of her tight throat. He goes faster as his blood rushes through his veins, pooling in his balls, tightening them. He finds it hard to focus or breathe.
“You’re so fucking good at that. Take me deeper. Open wider and swallow me whole. Yes, just like that.”
His movements are rougher now as he fucks her face in fast, jerking stabs. He clutches at her mess of red curls. His climax is coiling inside him and he fights to keep it under control. Sam wants to make it last and he wants to be inside her tight cunt when he comes.
While she’s giving Sam the blowjob of his life, Clara’s under an intense assault on her body, too. Jenny stretches her buttocks apart to allow her fingers to invade her ass. They find her spot and press it hard. She’s so overwhelmed she moans around Sam’s hard shaft and the vibrations almost make him come. At the same time, I eat her pussy and feasts on her dripping, hot sex.
“Enough!” Sam shouts, yanking his rod from her wet mouth. He sits in the middle of the bed.
“Straddle me. Wrap your legs around my waist.”
They shake a little but she does as he instructed her. Sam’s control is slipping away but he clenches his teeth and orders her.
“Lock your feet behind my back. While I fuck you, I give you permission to talk and move. Don’t you dare come before I do or I swear it will be the last time.”
He doesn’t bother coating his cock before he sits her on his hard shaft and impales her to the hilt. There’s no time for that. Besides, they’re both slick with their juices and sweat. He clutches her breasts taking one to his eager mouth, mercilessly drilling his cock into her.
“Fuck, you’re tight!”
Sam shouts as he bangs her over and over again. Jenny had gotten the dildo that was lying around and hammers Clara’s asshole with it. That makes her pussy walls even tighter than they normally are.
“Oh, yes, sir. Please. Oh.”
Clara is so frantic she can’t speak coherently. She moves up and down his dick and wails, throwing her head back and exposing her long neck. Jenny wastes no time, nibbling and sucking the delicious white expanse of skin. Clara’s movements rob Sam of the last shreds of self control. He lets go of it and the explosion is so violent he actually sees flashes of light behind his eyelids as his balls contract and he unloads inside her.
“God, you’re hot!”
He crashes her mouth in a searing kiss, sucking at her tongue. He bites her delectable lower lip until he tastes blood. When he comes up for air, Sam whispers against her lips.
“Come for me, my gorgeous. I love to see your face when you come. You are perfect!”
“Aahhhh!”
That’s all Clara is able to cry out, the sound vibrates around the room as she plunges, body and soul, into the abysm. She loses herself in the glorious, massive cimax she’s finally allowed to enjoy.
“God, you’re a vision!” Jenny moans as she pumps the dildo inside Clara’s ass with one hand and her own sex with the other.
Sam frames her face with his hands and kisses her deeply, swallowing her shouts. He feasts on her soft lips, his tongue dances with her wet one, until he’s out of breath. Now, Jenny is pumping her own sex with the dildo and she grabs Clara’s mouth. Jenny sucks at her tongue and muffles her own shouts of pleasure in the gorgeous movie star’s mouth as she hits her climax.
Sam smiles at the picture of the two women together.
“This is worse than the flogging, isn’t it, pet? Being punished with pleasure?”
He keeps banging her, fucking her hard. As Clara convulses in Sam’s strong arms, Jenny finds her own release. And I enter Clara’s ass and pound her until I unload inside her tight hole, the jets hitting all the right naughty spots. I reach around, and grab her tits, massaging them as the last drops leave my cock and I place a soft kiss between her shoulder blades.
All of her muscles are either: pulsing, quivering or both. She has no control over her body and she passes out in Sam’s arms. He gently lays her spent body on the bed and stretches his body beside her. Jenny is already sleeping on the other side and I let the three humans rest for now. But I plant a kiss on my sweet Clara’s luscious lips before I go.
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Take me to the Domme
After the intense, rough sex we’ve just had, Sam allows me some well-deserved, much-needed rest. We still need to go through my second scene t
onight. The punishment had been only a very pleasant detour.
I had broken a fundamental rule and defied my Master. I deserved my punishment. Is it that bad I had enjoyed every minute of it? Club Desire’s Terms & Conditions don’t state that subs must hate their Dom’s disciplinary actions. So, I guess I’m cool!
Sam gently unties my wrists and settles my spent body in a comfortable position on the huge four-posted bed, rolling me to the right. I’m awake but so sated I just lay there, not moving. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. As he arranges my limp body on the bed, Sam can’t resist touching me. He scatters butterfly kisses all over my soft skin, running his big hands along the gentle curve of my back and over my delicious butt and long, strong legs. I know he finds my ass delicious because he loves to fuck me there. He fucks, paddles, bites, flogs, licks and fingers my ass in every way he can. Not that I mind, of course.
He moves his hands up my front all the way from my feet to my breasts. He avoids touching my still throbbing sex, though. He wants me to get some rest. But my breasts are too tempting. They are large and spill out of his hands when he cups them. He fondles them and plants wet kisses in the well between my mounds, breathing in my scent; my after-sex perfume, as he calls it.
“I’d be a billionaire if I could bottle and sell your essence.”
He ends the idle, exploratory journey on my face. He grabs it with one hand and whispers in my ear.
“God, you’re gorgeous. Your skin is glowing with that after-great-sex glow. I’m glad I gave it to you.”
My mouth is slightly open, begging for his touch and Sam runs a thumb over my full lips, just a feathery touch. His hand is slightly shaking. He pushes the tip of his thumb inside my hot, wet cavern, past my teeth and slides it over my tongue. I instinctively suck it, licking his digit and feel his cock stir back to life, nudging my flesh. He shudders and inhales sharply.
“If only I could stay here, like this, forever.”
He presses his erection to my butt before pulling himself together and abandoning our sweet cocoon of lust.
“Duty calls.”
He reminds Jenny, who had been lying beside us, watching his movements.
“Let’s go. I need your help to set up the next scene. Clara’s so burnt-out it’s safe to leave her alone for a while. Surely, she won’t get into trouble again.”
He smiles at the petite brunette, that cute lopsided grin that very few re-blooded women can resist.
“Yeah, no worries!”
They get dressed and leave the room as quietly as they can to check on things. I hear them getting out of the room and I try to sleep. I need to. The last couple of hours had drained my body. But I don’t complain. Sam and Jenny have a very satisfied customer in me.
They work here at Club Desire, the best kept secret in New Orleans. Celebrities from around the world come to the Club for their sexcapades. I’m one of them. Being a big name in Hollywood has brought me fame and everything that comes with it, except sexual satisfaction. I’ve been coming to Club Desire for years to get that. My favorite Dom, Sam, has delivered more than I’d asked for tonight. Bringing Jenny into the picture had been a genius idea. I’d never thought I’d enjoy having sex with a woman. He knows me better than myself.
They’ve prepared something special for me later tonight. I don’t know what but Sam insisted I’ll need all my energy. I force myself to relax and in no time at all, I’m in a beautiful, sunny dream landscape.
“You’ve come!”
I shout and run towards Sam, throwing my arms around his neck, giggling. He swirls me around, laughing, and holds me tight against his body. Then, he slowly sets my feet back on the ground pressing each of my generous curves against his hard body on my way down. He pulls back just enough to look at me, enjoying what he sees, while his hands keep a firm grip on my waist. I’m dressed like the Southern ladies of the nineteenth century. Don’t ask me why but I always dress like that when I dream of Sam.
“You look lovely, my dear. As always, I might add.”
“It’s awful kind of you to say that, Sir. Thank you.”
I make a quick curtsy. But there’s a definitely sassy glint in my green eyes. I grab both his hands and pull him as I walk towards a small gazebo, framed by vines with colorful wild flowers scattered all over it, that’s standing a few feet away. He follows me to the relative shelter of the construction, unable to deny my wishes. Nor his.
I lean against the railing pulling him close, wrapping my arms around his waist and lifting my smiling face towards his. When our mouths are mere inches apart, I stop and wait for his next move.
Sam stares into my green gaze, his blue eyes are half covered by his lids as he tries to keep himself in check. I arch my body further into his, connecting each dangerous curve to his angular self before running the tip of my pink tongue over my lower lip. I’ve got a knowing, smug glint in my eyes when I whisper, ever so softly, against his mouth.
“Haven’t you missed me, Sir?”
That’s too much for his sanity but he manages to keep a straight face and remain silent, staring at my mouth, hypnotized. To his shame, though, the rest of his body decides to rebel against his good intentions and his cock stiffens inside his pants. He feels powerless when his eyes follow my lips as they curve up in a wicked smile. There’s no way I could have missed the nudging of his steel-hard shaft against my soft pussy. He actually moans before pulling my head towards him and crashing my lips.
“I’m doomed!”
I purr and clutch at his broad shoulders. I need to stand on my toes to reach his height which is a considerable feat since I’m a tall woman. His tongue plunges inside my mouth and I twirl my own around it. He tastes, teases, and consumes me. I feel lightheaded and pull us both back further against the railing for support. He grinds his crotch against my softness and I arch my head back. He leaves my mouth to kiss his way down the white column of my throat, biting hard and softly, sucking and licking it. I tear at his shirt to free his chest from the inconvenient barrier.
“I need to feel you against my skin.”
That’s the beauty of dreaming. I get to call the shots here. Not a sub anymore. I cover his nipples first with my hands, then with my mouth. I suck the hard nubs, pulling one at a time inside my mouth, as my hands scratch his back. I dig my nails in the strong muscles of his butt pressing him against my wet crotch. I bite and stretch the tips of his nipples until he yanks me away and kisses me hard to avoid spilling his seed inside his own pants.
He reaches down, lifts my leg up and holds it by my thigh as he stabs me with his hard erection through the layers of our clothes. I gasp but he gives me no time to recover, working his arousal against the dampness between my thighs. I buck against him, gripping his shoulders for balance. My catlike eyes have a devilish glint as my soft hand travels south along the hard landscape of this chest. I unbuckle him as fast as a lightening, pulling my prize out. His pants drop to his feet and he kicks them out of the way.
I run my fingers along the silken shaft, gripping, stroking Sam’s flesh. His breathing falters. He fights to control his body. I smile at the way his cock jerks against my hand, swelling, begging for my attention.
He pulls my head to kiss me harder now, the urgency stokes my own fire. I can smell his arousal and am dying to drink him in, to feel the large mushroom head against my tongue. I swirl us both around before dropping to my knees, so fast he couldn’t have stopped me, even if he wanted to. Sam is leaning against the gazebo railing now and I put both my hands on his thighs to keep my balance.
“It’s so beautiful.”
I sigh before starting to kiss him, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock and sucking the drops of moisture, the salty taste teasing my senses. I breathe in his musky scent as I open my mouth to enclose his hardness. Sam fights back a groan when he sees me on my knees, and when my tits rub his naked thighs as I move my body against his.
“God, if you keep that up, I just might explode”
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�That’s the idea, silly.”
I wrap my fingers around him, pumping his shaft, exerting the right pressure on all the right places. He tangles his hands in my red curls and clenches his jaws determined to keep his body under control. But I have other plans for my Dom. I close my mouth around his cock, pushing it slowly inside the wet heat of my mouth as the wicked tip of my tongue flicks across his slit. When I run my tongue along his length, bottom to top, his thighs quiver. Sam manages to keep his balance by digging his fingers into my hair, scraping my scalp. But he can’t suppress the roar that escapes him.
I feel his ecstasy reflected in my own aching cunt. My clit is hard and the moisture that has been pooling between my legs slowly overflows my sex and drips along my thighs. We can both smell it but I’m only concerned about his satisfaction. My own gratification is in knowing that I’m able to give him so much pleasure. That’s reward enough.
I grab his buttocks as I bob my head up and down, faster as he slides down my throat. He’s so big I need to open my mouth wide and breathe through my nose. My moans come out muffled because of his cock and I make loud slurping noises as I squeeze his balls tight and feel Sam bucking against my hands. I dig my fingers on his butt cheeks, then, spread them apart. I run a slender finger along his crack. He inhales deeply. I play with his back hole, teasing it with the tip of my finger. Then, I enter him, fucking his ass with two fingers. I stretch his hole as I suck his dick and squeeze his balls. Sam is so frantic he fucks my face like he would do to my cunt. No mercy. I feel his balls tightening as I find the little hidden pleasure spot inside his ass. I press hard and that triggers his climax.
“Aargh!”
He wails as his control slips away completely. I swallow his cum as he explodes down my throat. I suck his shaft hard and lick it thoroughly. I don’t want to waste any of his delicious honey. I look up at his beautiful classic features now contracted in a mask of pure ecstasy. His head is thrown back, his deep blue eyes are closed to the world and his mouth hangs open. He’s moving it but he’s unable to articulate any coherent sounds. His whole muscular body is still shaking in the throes of passion. He is a vision of lustful beauty and fulfillment and I’m responsible for that. That is power and I thrive in it. I sigh deeply. As I let go of his softening cock, wipe my mouth and stand up in front of him.