by Desiree Holt
Sam crawled up beside her, pulled her into his arms and cuddled her.
“Makes you want more, doesn’t it,” he asked as he brushed her damp curls away from her face.
“Yes.” She let out a long breath. “Oh, Sam, I feel like my orgasm is still trying to get out.”
“It is, baby. Making you come, open like that, only makes you want it more. And I want you to want more.” He kissed her gently. “How did you like the vibrating plug?”
“Oh,” she squealed, “I loved it. I never imagined it would feel so, so, so...”
“Decadent?”
“Mmm, maybe. I can’t wait to feel your cock shoved up there, Sam.”
“And I can’t wait to do it. But we’ve got one more plug to go before I try. And we’ve got more games to play first. But right now I think it’s time for another glass of wine.”
****
The wine, along with the soothing scents of the candles and the soft melodies of the music on the CD player, took the edge off Callie’s frazzled nerves. Leaning into Sam’s strong, hard body gave her a strange feeling of comfort that mixed with her heightened sexual desire.
She bent her head enough to rub her cheek against the crisp hair on his chest, then moved her mouth and dragged her teeth over one of his flat male nipples. She had never felt so exhausted and so horny at the same time. Even in the exhaustion, her body demanded more, wanted more.
Sam cupped her cheek and moved her head away. “I told you, there’ll be plenty of time for that later. I’m having a hard enough time holding off as it is.”
“Then fuck me now, Sam.” She nuzzled his chest and let her hand drift lower. “I don’t want to wait any longer to feel you inside me.”
“Yes, you do, sugar.” He tilted her face up and gave her a hard, bruising kiss, his tongue devouring her mouth, sucking at her, before he let her go. “Callie, this is the best night of sex I’ve ever had in my life, and I don’t want to rush it. We’ve hardly gone halfway through your bag of tricks. I know this is your birthday celebration, but damn, I’m not sure which one of us is having the best time.”
She giggled and swallowed the rest of the wine. “Okay. I don’t want to rush anything either then. But I am so hot for you.” God, was that really her talking? Was it the wine or Sam making her feel like this?
“Not any more than I am for you, baby.”
She turned her face into his shoulder. “Are you going to put the third plug in now?”
He chuckled. “Whoever thought Carolina Michaels would be so hot to have her ass plundered. Do you really like it, sugar?”
“Mmmhmm. And Sam?”
“Yes?”
“Will you spank me first and stick your fingers in me again?”
His arms tightened around her, and from the corner of her eye she saw his cock flex.
“Jesus, Callie. Yes, but have pity on my poor dick. Don’t say things like that too loud, okay?”
“But I want you to come, too.”
“I will, when it’s time. This is your birthday present though, and I want you to experience all the things you imagined.”
She smiled. “Thank you.” She pinched one of his nipples, laughing when he jumped. “Just do it, okay? Give it to me now, Sam. I want to see if I can take it.”
He kissed her forehead. “My pleasure. And a little different this time.”
Before she could ask him what he meant, he had hitched himself backwards on the bed and turned her over his knees.
“One more little buzz, okay, sugar?”
The plug began vibrating in her ass again, and as it shimmied the first slap hit her ass cheeks. The heat burned its way through her, and the dark thrill set the pulse in her womb to throbbing. She’d never believed spanking could make her so hot and needy. She waited for the next slap, and when it didn’t come she said, “More, Sam. I want more. Don’t stop.”
The spankings came in no particular rhythm, so she couldn’t anticipate them, just hunger for them. Her ass cheeks were burning with an unbelievable sexual heat, her pussy ached and she felt the liquid of her arousal running from her again. Lordy, where was it all coming from?
“I’m turning the vibrator off, Callie, and pulling it out. Deep breath.”
Then it was out, but the spankings resumed. This time with his left hand, as his right slipped down to nudge apart her thighs and his fingers plunged into her dripping pussy. He began to fingerfuck her in time to the spankings, but the movements were not coordinated, so she couldn’t anticipate either. Faster and faster came the slaps, and his fingers plunged deeper and harder.
She began hunching into him, demanding the sting on her ass, the plunder of her vagina, and the coil of need began unwinding in her again. Sam removed his fingers, and she wanted to scream at him to put them back. Then lube dripped onto her anus again, and the spankings stopped as he slid first two then three of his fingers into her well-greased ass. And the fingers were back in her vagina, back in the fucking rhythm.
Now, instead of spanks working with the tormenting of her cunt, it was his fingers fucking her ass. Harder. Both hands pushing and moving harder. She began to shove herself onto him, trying to impale herself on both sets of fingers, as he drove her higher and higher up the spiral.
His hand slipped out of her soaking sheath to grab her clit and pull on it, dragging it down and squeezing it, and that was all it took for her orgasm to burst through her, shaking her, her internal muscles clenching on air.
“Your fingers,” she screamed. “Shove your fingers back into me.”
“In a minute.” His voice was thick with lust.
As she hunched and bucked on his lap, he pulled the cheeks of her ass apart and with one smooth movement, shoved the largest plug home. Callie screamed and spasmed, swearing at him, while begging for something in her needy vagina. He slid almost his entire hand inside her, and she flooded it, her muscles squeezing it as she came and came and came.
When the last little shimmer died away, Sam lifted her up and lay down on the bed with her, cuddling her in his arms. He kissed the corner of her mouth. “Was that good, sugar? Did you like it?”
“Yes. I loved it.” She wiggled her rear. “I can’t believe you got that big plug inside me just like that.”
He brushed a kiss across her lips. “Your tight little asshole is getting nice and loose now. When I put three fingers in this time, you didn’t even flinch, so I knew it wouldn’t be a problem.” He grinned. “Getting my cock in there after this will be a cinch.”
“You know, it’s so strange. I’ve come so hard so many times already, but I feel like I’m ready to do it all over again.”
“Lustful sex gets your juices flowing, baby. You can stay on a sexual high all night.”
She looked up at him. “Have you done this a lot? With a lot of women?”
He shook his head. “What I’ve done before doesn’t count. This, tonight, is what’s important. And for me it’s like doing it for the first time. You are so responsive, Callie, and so eager. And you don’t look at me strangely because I like to do these things with you.”
She frowned. “Are you kidding? Did you forget I’m the one who asked you? I was worried you’d think I was, well, you know, that you’d be...”
“Disgusted? Turned off?” He shook his head. “Hell, no. If I’d known you liked this stuff and wanted to do it with me, I’d have been beating your door down.”
She pulled his head down to hers and kissed him, her mouth wide open, her tongue twisting with his. “I’m glad I asked you here tonight, Sam. I’m having a wonderful birthday.”
“And it isn’t over.” He sat up, pulling her with him. “Time to try out another toy. Are you ready for it?”
“Oh, yes.” She shivered in anticipation. “What are we going to do now?”
“I think we should bring out Mr. Rabbit. Ever use one before?”
She shook her head. “Diana told me it was better than the vibrator I had.”
“If Diana picked it out,
you’ll love it. She knows her stuff.” He arranged her with her legs over the edge of the bed again and kneeled in front of her. “But first, a treat for Sam.”
He spread the lips of her cunt, and a second later, she felt his tongue lapping her from end to end, then his teeth nibbling every inch of her labia. “I love this smooth little puss, Callie. You’ll have to get it waxed often enough to keep it like this for me.”
“Does that mean we’re going to do this again?” Oh, God. If only. She wanted nothing more than to continue exploring the darker side of sex with the man of her fantasies.
“Sugar, we’re going to do this a whole lot more. Bet on it. You don’t think I’m going to leave a tasty treat like you for someone else to enjoy, do you? And old Sam’s got a few ideas of his own to try out. Especially if we can go shopping together at Diana’s Delights. Now lay back and let me have a feast.”
He began licking at her again, from her asshole to her clit, twirling his tongue at the opening of her vagina, stiffening it and thrusting it inside, swallowing the liquid that poured out. In and out, he stabbed with his tongue, but each time she began to hunch on it, he withdrew and began sucking her clit. Then back to her vagina again, lapping at every inch of the swollen pink flesh.
“Please, Sam.” God, all she kept doing was begging him.
“Please, what, sugar?”
“I need to come. Please. Give it to me.”
“Then let’s put Mr. Rabbit to work. Lay back and finger yourself while I get him ready. I want to watch you play with that hot little pussy.”
Keeping her eyes on Sam, Callie planted her feet firmly on the bed, her thighs wide open, and slid her hand over her mound and into her throbbing sheath. It was drenched and slippery. She wasn’t even sure she could reach an orgasm so soon after the last one, yet her body was far from satisfied.
The soft music was still playing, lulling her into a semi-relaxed state, just hovering at the edge of need. Lazily she moved her fingers in and out of her hot, wet sheath, teasing herself, anticipating the feel of the Rabbit sliding into her. Diana had explained how the Rabbit’s ears pinched her clit and vibrated against it, and she couldn’t wait to feel the sensation.
“God.” The word huffed out of Sam’s mouth on a long breath. “I could sit here and watch you play with your clit forever. Or fingerfuck yourself. Or drink from that delicious hole. And we haven’t even gotten to serious fucking yet.” He sighed. “Well. Okay, sugar. Meet Mr. Rabbit. He’s very hungry to bury himself in your sweet, tempting body.”
The vibrator slid into her pussy, filling every inch of her. The Rabbit was much bigger than the dildo she normally used, and between it and the plug in her ass she now felt stretched to the limit. Was this how it would feel when Sam finally put his cock inside her?
“Feel this, Callie?”
“Uh huh.” His fingers placed the rabbit ears on her clit, the plastic holding it like a gentle vise. The feeling was strange but good. She wished she’d bought one a long time ago.
“All right. Mr. Rabbit says ready, set, go.”
Sam turned the base of the vibrator, and the sensations began spreading through her like heated spears. While the plastic penis shimmied inside her vagina, setting the wet flesh aflame, the little ears teased her clit until she thought she couldn’t stand it any more. The vibrations echoed in the plug in her ass, that dark channel stimulated as much as her cunt.
“Play with your tits, Callie,” Sam commanded in a soft voice. “Pull on your nipples. Stretch them out and pinch them with your fingertips. Yes, like that. Pinch them until they hurt. It’s pleasure-pain, sugar. Good. Just like that.”
Taking her nipples between thumb and forefinger, she did as he asked, pinching them hard, shocked at the streak of heat that shot straight to her womb. She pulled on them and pinched hard again, relishing the feeling as the vibrations from the Rabbit consumed her. She closed her eyes and began thrusting her hips, fucking the vibrator.
She heard a soft groan and lifted her heavy eyelids to see Sam standing between her legs, watching her with slumberous eyes, gently stroking his thick, throbbing cock. A tiny pearl of fluid leaked out, and he brushed it over the head with his thumb. She thrust her hips higher.
“More, Callie?”
When she nodded her head, he reached between her legs and turned the Rabbit to full speed. Fire raced through her, consuming her, striking every nerve. She squeezed her nipples as hard as she could and humped the Rabbit, trying to climb that precipice that kept eluding her. Her whole body seemed to be humming, her hungry body eating at the dildo that filled it.
Then Sam took her ankles, pulled her legs over her shoulders and spanked her, hard slaps on each cheek of her ass. With the third one her climax burst forth, her body shaking and shivering, cream pouring out of her vagina around the Rabbit, her slit screaming for mercy. And still the spankings continued, one side then the other, until finally the spasms began to fade and the tension left her body.
Sam lowered her legs and stretched her out on the bed, turned off the Rabbit and slid it from her body. “They get better each time, don’t they, sugar?”
“Mmm. Better.” She licked her lips. If they got much better she might die of the pleasure.
He laughed and pulled her up, then propped her up against the pillows. Pouring the last of the wine, he handed her one glass. “Happy birthday, Carolina. Drink up. The main event is about to begin.”
****
Sam stood back to admire his handiwork, lightly stroking his cock. Callie’s hands were cuffed together and tied to the headboard. Another pair of restraints that stretched beneath the mattress, a cuff at each end, locked her ankles to the corners of the bed, spreading her legs wide. He’d shoved three pillows under her stomach so her ass was temptingly prominent and he could get at either of her openings with equal ease. And he needed to get at them soon, before he exploded. He didn’t know how he’d managed to maintain control all this time. Someone should give him a medal.
He ran his tongue over his lips. What a luscious bundle Carolina Michaels was. Who knew that she was just a tasty package of lustful thoughts, dreaming about him as he’d dreamed about her?
Callie wiggled her fine ass, and Sam couldn’t help himself. He leaned down and lightly bit each cheek, then licked the bites to soothe them. He could see the wetness of her cunt gleaming at him, and he knew, despite all the orgasms she’d had, she was still hot, still needy. Still waiting for his cock.
She’d come so many times already her labia were puffy and swollen, and the tissue all around her hole was dark and ripe. At the thought of sliding his cock in there, he felt himself leak again. Then he thought about fucking her ass, and he nearly came in his hand.
He ran two fingers lightly along the length of her slit, pausing to tweak her clit, then slipped them into her vagina. She moaned slightly and tried to push back at him, but he had her trussed up so firmly she had little movement.
Good.
He needed her as immobile as possible for all of this to work.
He leaned over her body, tucked her curls behind her ear and kissed her cheek. “Doing okay, Callie?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“I can’t believe you let me make you helpless like this. I could do anything to you.”
She shook her head. “I trust you, Sam.”
“Good, because I’d never hurt you, Callie. You know that, right?”
“Uh huh. Are you ever going to fuck me, Sam, or just tease me some more?”
“Now sugar, we had to use all the little toys, remember? Besides, when I stick my cock into you, I want you so hot you explode the minute I’m inside you.” He kissed her again, this time touching just the corner of her mouth with the tip of his tongue.
She shivered.
“Okay, baby, here we go. Ready?”
“More than.” She wiggled her ass again, as much as she could move it. “Give it to me, Sam.”
He stood up, planted another kiss on each of her ass cheeks and b
rought his hand down in a stinging slap. Callie moaned and tried to wiggle her ass again.
“Yeah, I know that feels good. It feels good to me, too. I love spanking that ass and turning it all pink and warm. Can you feel that heat, Callie?”
“Yessss. More, Sam. Harder.”
“Let’s see how long it takes before that heat turns on the faucet in your slick little hole.”
He slid two fingers into her vagina and began spanking her again. And again. And again. As her ass turned pinker and her moans increased, delectable cream gushed onto his fingers. When he wiggled them the walls of her cunt spasmed around them. Oh, yeah, spanking definitely turned her on. He shook his head, wishing he’d known this a long time ago.
Grabbing the lube that he’d placed on the bed, he squeezed some onto the puckered rosette of her anus and used two fingers to spear deep into her rectum. His cock twitched as he watched how easily his fingers slid in now, and he added a third one, spreading them to stretch her even more.
Picking up the Pocket Rocket, which he’d also placed on the bed, he began to tease the lips of her vagina with the tiny vibrator while he watched himself fingerfuck her ass. The sight of his fingers sliding in and out of that dark hole was almost more than he could take. It took self-control he didn’t even know he possessed to keep from ramming into her right then, but his cock was thicker than even the largest plug they’d used. She’d have to be hotter than a pistol for him to breech that tight virgin hole.
Callie struggled to push back at him, to close her legs, to find some relief from the sensations he was piling on her, but he had her too restrained to allow her much movement.
“Sam, you’re killing me,” she wailed.
“Shall I kill you a little more?” he asked in a wicked voice. Kneeling behind her to give himself better leverage, he shifted the Rocket to plant it firmly on her clit and pressed.
“Oh, my god,” she screamed and tried to buck as hard as she could.
Sam dropped the vibrator, pinched her clit and dragged it toward him, and she came, flooding his hand, trying to hunch against him. When he shoved his fingers into her dripping opening, the muscles clenched around him so tightly he thought she’d snap them off.