“Ana?” I heard Stacy’s voice over the phone a few days later. “Sure you won’t change your mind?”
I hadn’t spoken with Scott since, he was heavy into wining and dining some new clinic in Arizona and coming home late every night.
I caved. I did. Hard.
“I’ll be there in five.” I still had my work clothes on, a skirt and a blouse, and ran over to her house barefooted.
“Get in the closet; I put a stool in there for you to sit on. Hurry, they’ll be here any minute.” Stacy ushered me into the closet with louvered doors and bounced to answer the ringing doorbell.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this but there they were, a couple and two men. Next came two men and a women, then I lost track of who was with who as they all started separating and going in different directions.
“As usual, I’ll be here in the living room if anyone needs me. The same rules apply as always, no means no, if you aren’t with your partner, use a condom, they’re available throughout the house, and have fun. Push you boundaries, experience the most you can, and go home satisfied. Sadie, Anton, will you stay with me?” I heard Stacy say to the people.
Chapter Five
“Mm, Stacy, I’ve been waiting to have my turn with you for over a month now. I’d be happy to stay.” Said a dark-haired beauty I assumed was Sadie, removing her clothes as she moved to Stacy’s side.
The woman was slightly plump but she carried it well. She had nice curves and the man beside of her must have spent most of his time in a gym. Tall and blond he reminded me of Scott, even after he disrobed and stood naked in the room.
They all moved over to the couch, an audience gathering around them, as the two women sat next to each other. The closet I was in faced the couch so I had the perfect view through the slats.
Sadie took Stacy’s face in her hands, kissing Stacy deeply as the man settled behind Stacy, kneading my friend’s plump breasts through the sheer pink babydoll gown she wore.
I heard Stacy moan, her head falling back to kiss the man as the woman’s manicured hands moved to Stacy’s breasts, pulling the gown off of her to take a pert nipple in her mouth.
The woman’s hands moved down Stacy’s body, to her naked pussy and she soon had Stacy panting for more.
They all shifted and I smothered a gasp as I saw Stacy taking the man’s condom covered cock into her pussy. Stacy moaned again and the woman and man’s hands joined over Stacy’s breast.
Then Stacy leaned back and the woman moved, pouncing on Stacy’s exposed clit as the man’s hands worked at Stacy’s nipples.
“Fuck, yes!” Stacy cried out as the couple pleasured her. Stacy’s hips started to move in time with the woman’s tongue strokes and the man was soon panting behind her.
I was fascinated by the whole thing and couldn’t help it as my hand moved under my own skirt.
I think Stacy and I came together as the man stiffened and grunted behind Stacy.
I watched for the rest of the night as Stacy pleasured the woman, another man, later two women, and then another man. She came to retrieve me after the last person left and stared down at me expectantly.
“When is the next party?” I asked.
“Next weekend but if you’re desperate I’d be more than willing to take you up to my bed right now.” She said with a conspiratorial grin.
“No, I’m going to find my vibrator and hopefully Scott online and fuck myself silly for the night. But I’m coming to the next party. I may not participate but I want to be seen. That was kinky but I think being seen might be even better. Even if no one can touch me.”
It seems I’d made my mind up about that part. But just how far was I willing to go? And was I about to take the stupidest step of my life for sexual gratification?
The End of Book 2 of 5
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Book 53: Ana Takes it All 3
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This book is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
This story has erotic themes and is suitable for adults, 18+ only.
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter One
“Are you there, Scott?” I asked my husband, hearing soft snores from my laptop speakers.
He was there but he was definitely asleep. Trying not to sigh too deeply, I muted the microphone on my laptop, turned the device away so Scott couldn’t see me, and pleasured myself with my vibrator.
Scenes from the party I’d left an hour ago were still playing in my mind.
Stacy was so hot, but watching her had been even hotter. I wanted to feel all of that pleasure; I wanted to be the center of all of those people’s attentions.
I finished up and put the vibrator away, thinking about what I’d seen as my phone began to buzz.
“How’s it going?” Stacy wanted to know.
“I don’t think I could be any lonelier right now.” I quickly replied.
“Want me to come over?” She responded.
Looking down at the phone I was tempted, oh so tempted.
“You’re just the wrong sex tonight, babe, sorry.” I finally wrangled myself under control and pushed off the offer.
“I can set you up with one of my clients, if you’d like.”
My eyes widened as I read the message, knowing Stacy had just admitted to something we’d never actually talked about, what her job actually was.
“Clients?” I typed out, hoping to at least fool her into thinking I hadn’t just assumed she was a prostitute.
”Oh, don’t play coy, Ana, you know what I do. I can set you up on a date if you’d like.” Came her quick response.
“Date? Client? Stacy are you a…” I left the sentence incomplete, knowing she’d catch on.
“Oh, Ana, you know I am. Now, do you want to make some money and cure that loneliness or not?”
I couldn’t take my eyes off of the text, even more tempted by the offer.
Quickly I responded.
“OMG, no! Wait, how much do you make per date?”
“Depends, I’ve made 20 grand in a weekend before.” Reading the text caused my jaw to drop.
I typed back a simple “wow” and then a “talk to you tomorrow” and snuggled under my covers, even more dirty thoughts now played throughout my mind.
I was still thinking about it the next morning.
I was mainly wondering what the heck Stacy had done for $20,000!
I got myself dressed and headed into my office needing to get some work done before going back into work Monday morning.
My weekend was almost over and I was hoping to distract myself from Stacy’s offers.
I finally put the paperwork down I’d been working on and stared out of the window in the direction of Stacy’s house.
I could not break my marriage vows, could I?
But I needed to be touched!
I certainly couldn’t go prostituting myself out, not even in the glamourous way that Stacy does.
The thought thrilled me though, and made my body tense.
The thought of an unknown man putting his hands on me, of touching my most intimate places had my hands wandering beneath my track suit pants, deep between my already hot lips below.
Picking up my phone, I sent Stacy a text.
“I can’t do anything illegal, but I’d like to try this once. Just once.”
That was my promise to myself. I would not break the law, I would not make a habit of it, but just once I wanted to know what it was like to have sex with an anonymous man.
“Maybe even blindfolded. Can you arrange it?”
“I’ll be at your house in five minutes.” She texted back.
Two minutes later s
he was walking in my front door and heading to my office.
“You back here, Ana?” She called out, her beautiful smiling face coming out of nowhere to smile at me.
“Yeah, what’s up?” I asked, wondering why she hadn’t just replied by text.
“Because I have a plan.” She said with a huge grin as she bit her bottom lip with her top teeth. Instead of making her look silly, the action was sexy and I had to look away.
“What have you got planned?” I asked with some trepidation.
“Alright, let me sit beside you. Can I borrow your laptop for a minute?” She asked, sliding the device away from me.
Clicking through a few things she finally typed in a web address and a website with a woman in a black mask came up. I could tell from her eyes that the woman was Stacy and looked over at her with a smile.
“Beautiful.” I said.
“Thanks. Right. This is what we’re going to do…” Her words started to blur together as I listened to her fingers begin to type and watched pages pass by with the click of the mouse.
“Now, we need some sexy pictures to put up now that you have an account. Go put on something seductive.”
Apparently Stacy had made me an account and now wanted to add pictures. Stunned, speechless, and having no thoughts at this point, I ran into my bedroom and pulled out a black corset, a very tiny leather skirt, some stockings, and heels and put them on.
Stacy fluffed my hair, added makeup, and put me on the bed and started taking snapshots with her phone.
“Do you know how beautiful you are? I could eat you up.” She said with a purr.
“Not now, Stacy. If I think about this too much I’ll freak out and refuse to go any further.” I told her as she ran back to the office and added the pictures.
Within ten minutes, barely long enough for me to throw a robe on and go make coffee, we had our first hit.
“8 pm, your place?” The message read. Clicking on his picture I shook my head, yeah, I wanted to fuck him.
Stacy set up a time, gave the man her address, and I went in to get ready. Why was I doing this again? I can’t even remember now, but I’m doing it.
There’s no turning back now.
Chapter Two
“I’ll be on the couch over here in the corner. Are you ready?” Stacy asked, an excited grin on her face.
I had to wonder why she was so excited. Maybe it was because of the thought of what I was about to do that was exciting her as well?
She was introducing me to a life I could not have imagined. Maybe that was exciting for her?
“He’ll be here within the next ten minutes. Drink a little wine and try not to panic.” She said, heading out the door to the bedroom we were in.
“Stacy!” I called out, panicked.
“Yes, love?” She asked, turning back to me.
“Do you have a blindfold? I want to do this with a blindfold.” I told her, the idea suddenly occurring to me.
“Be right back.” She said, walking away. She came back within moments, a blindfold in hand.
“This should do. I’ll show him in once he arrives. Just remember, no is no and I’m right here, okay? If you change your mind that’s fine. Just enjoy it, that’s all this is about.”
We’d talked so many times about my loneliness that I couldn’t believe we were finally doing something about it.
Something my Scott was not aware of. I’d deal with that later, after I’d done the deed and my courage finally faltered.
I heard a car pull up and arranged myself on the bed after drinking the wine down in one gulp.
I began to feel the effects of the alcohol as the man came in through the door. I heard Stacy quietly come in behind him, takin up a seat on the couch.
I couldn’t see anything but I knew what the man looked like from his picture.
His face looked a little different but he was tall and blonde, like Scott, with deep green eyes. He’d been interested in some very kinky things and this was one of them. Private, anonymous, quiet sex without words.
He didn’t say anything as he walked into the room, just brushed his hand up my smooth calf, over my thigh, pulling my legs apart as he went.
They fell open with his gentle tug and he touched the bare skin between my stocking and the short skirt I wore.
I inhaled quickly, my bottom lip shivering from the man’s unfamiliar touch.
Who was he?
I teased myself with questions as the finger moved up, under my skirt, to find the light blue lace panties I’d put on. I thought the contrast might be nice.
I gasped as a finger worked its way under the leg of the material and onto my most private flesh, flesh that only Scott had touched, besides me of course.
I began to smell his cologne as his skin heated up with excitement. I’m sure my pupils were huge at this point and I could tell me nostrils were flaring.
I was terrified, curious, but most of all aroused.
And next time I wanted to be tied to the bed.
Because yes, I’ve already decided there’s going to be a next time.
His request for no speaking was odd but as he quietly inhaled above me, still only standing beside the bed, I could almost see why.
Without words, or music, or moaned requests for more I could actually hear his breathing and tell he was aroused by how wet my pussy was.
All of that just from his breathing!
His fingers slid down into the depths of my wetness, and I inhaled sharply again.
His fingers were long and strong, like Scott’s, but different. His touch was more inquisitive, more demanding than my husband’s.
Behind my mask I’m sure my eyes were round with the fascination and awe of my own bravery. I’m doing it but still can’t believe I am.
The man’s other hand came up to my face, fiddled with the mask before moving down to my mouth.
His fingers outlined my lips, caressing them and I opened my mouth.
His finger slid inside.
I sucked it and heard him moan in anticipation and pleasure.
The simple gesture had caused him to moan and that thrilled me. My legs squeezed together over his hand and he removed his fingers from my mouth.
His fingers glided over my chest, flicked at my nipples, down my stomach, and to my waist where he gently pulled my panties down.
He grabbed my hips once more and pulled.
I moved to sit at the edge of the bed, my legs dangling over the side.
I heard his clothes rustling as he moved, something falling to the floor, and then I felt his warm skin as his hands pushed my thighs apart.
I felt his ribs against my inner thighs, his lips as he kissed me just on my hip.
And then his tongue was lapping at my folds, diving dip to lick up my cream.
“Mmm.” I heard a gentle moan. Not speaking but I was still shocked that he’d made the noise.
My right hand clutched at his hair as his tongue finally found my clit and my head fell back.
Oh the words playing through my mind! I wanted to scream at him to suck me until I came all over his face but I held the naughty words back.
I appeased myself by clenching his hair harder, pushing his face deeper into my throbbing quim and moaned loudly.
I pushed my ass deeper into the mattress as his tongue worked its magic, pushing my pussy up into his face.
I wanted to come, I was so close, I didn’t even care that Stacy was still in the room!
I gasped and panted, needing one more thing to push me over, just a little more pressure, and somehow he knew!
His tongue pushed harder onto my clit and I was exploding, my hips moving of their own will, driving into the source of the pleasure.
I didn’t make sounds on purpose but the long ah that came out could be construed as a word, if he wanted to be picky.
He didn’t seem to mind, because as soon as the shivers stopped coursing through my body he flipped me over and a condom covered dick was being thrust into
me.
I loved how he fucked! Slow and deep, then hard and fast as my moans increased.
He apparently listened to the sounds I made because just as I needed another push to get me over the edge again his fingers moved to my clit and I was flying high once again.
His own breathing stopped for a moment as his body stilled, and then he groaned.
Without a word, he let me go and I slumped onto the bed.
I heard him putting on his clothes and sat up on the bed.
I removed my mask just as I heard the door click open and watched him leave.
I was oddly sad that he’d left, but at the same time, he’d gotten me off twice. I flopped back on the bed and waited for Stacy.
That was fucking fantastic!
Chapter Three
As I climbed back into bed that night, sore and tired, though blissfully happy, I remembered the rest of the night’s events.
“You ready for round two?” Stacy asked with a mischievous smile as she opened the door.
“Huh?” I shot back stupidly.
“If you’re willing there are two men here, together. I told them it was up to you. Want to wash up and put your mask back on in ten minutes?”
Two of them?
Holy fuck.
Swallowing deeply I shook my head to let her know it was alright and then I went back to the in-suite bathroom.
I gently cleaned myself up with a quick shower, sprayed on some body spray Stacy had left in the bathroom, and put on the black silk robe she’d left on the back of the door.
I wasn’t in the room long, mask in place, when the door opened once again.
I heard a masculine chuckle, a sound of nervousness that was quickly replaced by a swear word.
“Fuck she is fine as hell!” One of the voices said.
“Hello there, pretty lady. We don’t want to fuck you; we’d just like you to jerk us off, at the same time, if you’re alright with that.” The other man said.
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