by Selena Kitt
Despite his bluster and the way Nikki loved to tease Aaron about trying to be a man’s man with his intensity in the sack, she’d never felt powerless with him. Well, sure, she’d felt powerless because of how turned on she’d get, powerless to stop herself from going crazy and doing whatever the hell he wanted. That was an utterly different kind of powerless. All she needed was enough willpower to put an end to things. Not so in the current situation! She was powerless now the way she might be powerless if home invaders broke into her house, tied her up, and decided to have their way with her. She felt a great deal of the fear and panic she might have felt in that situation as Tori leaned against her leg and pushed fingers into her and kissed her. In her head, she imagined that if she protested Tori would stop but the fact remained that the decision would be Tori’s and not Nikki’s.
It was wonderful. Really, really wonderful. Nikki realized as she felt pleasure growing between her legs that if she was helpless than she couldn’t be held accountable. She didn’t have to feel guilt. She didn’t have to think she was betraying Aaron. She didn’t have to feel awkward. She could enjoy what Tori did, the very thing that had consumed her for weeks now. She could enjoy it because she couldn’t stop it and had no choice at all in the matter. Tori was just taking what she wanted. She was taking but Nikki wasn’t giving. She was taking. That meant Nikki had no emotional, moral, or intellectual obligation to feel anything other than eager excitement.
That was all it took. Nikki felt her orgasm explode over her and she screamed against Tori’s mouth. Tori let out a kind of chuckle and suddenly her hand was moving rapidly and the movements had force behind them. The trainer’s fingers slammed into her over and over while her weight pressed Nikki’s leg against her shoulders. Just about a week prior, Nikki had experienced an orgasm more powerful than she’d expected and perhaps more powerful than any she’d ever had before. That orgasm had earned a place among the most powerful orgasm of history itself and certainly among Nikki’s top orgasms. Hell, it had blown all previous orgasms out of the water. The orgasm gripping her now made that earlier orgasm seem like late night masturbatory stress relief. This orgasm. This one now. This orgasm was shattering.
There was something about the restraint that did it. Ordinarily, an orgasm would impact every part of her, and the energy would flow through her and out of her as her body clenched and unclenched and in the process allowed bliss to explode over her. That’s what happened. That’s what always happened. Now though, Nikki was tied to the table and Tori’s weight was atop her, pushing her leg against her body. He body couldn’t dispel the power of the orgasm to let it explode over her and instead the pleasure struck her and with no ability to respond, her body shot it back and the process repeated endlessly so the pleasure and the power of the orgasm came with none of the release it promised. It built and the built and then built until the physicality was far too much to take and the pleasure seemed to implode rather than explode in a black hole of sensation that drew all other things from her until only the pull of the pleasure existed in a vast emptiness of all other concerns.
Nikki blacked out.
Except she didn’t.
It was, she supposed later, a great deal like blacking out except that instead of darkness claiming her it was unyielding pleasure in its place. She certainly lost any semblance of consciousness and was only aware vaguely of Tori’s presence by that point because she was only vaguely aware of her own presence. It was just the all-consuming flood of bliss and the desperate need for release. It was devastating. It was devastatingly good.
And then it was over.
Nikki didn’t even realize when it stopped but gradually became aware that it had returned to the kind of power she might expect with a normal orgasm and that Tori’s weight was no longer on top of her. She wanted to find Tori but when her brain commanded her head to turn so she could look for her, Nikki’s head refused to obey. It was just as well because as she stared at the ceiling her eyes weren’t focusing as well as they should anyway. Suddenly, her left arm wasn’t so taut anymore and she felt rather than saw Tori stand up and begin untying the sheet from her wrist. “There now,” Tori said. “I think you’ll be able to work out without distraction. Concentrate next time. You have to keep focused.”
Tori moved to the other arm and Nikki whispered but she couldn’t hear herself so she was pretty sure Tori couldn’t either. She felt her arm come free of the restraints and she managed to whisper a little louder. Tori untied the sheet from Nikki’s left arm. I’ll tell Aaron you’re going to be a while in here,” she said and turned to leave. Nikki tried again and Tori turned around. “What’s that?” Nikki whispered it again and Tori still couldn’t hear. The trainer leaned down and put her ear next to Nikki’s lips and Nikki whispered it a fifth time.
“Better not count on me ever concentrating again.”
Tori stood up and stared at her. Nikki’s vision was gaining clarity and she could see the corners of the woman’s mouth curling up into a smile. “Well then,” Tori said, “I guess I’ll just have find a way to work your body until you regain your focus.” Nikki smiled and Tori added, “But next time I’ll have to teach you a few new exercises.”
With that the trainer left and Nikki lay on the table still too weak to move and desperately wishing she could at least turn her head for a final look at the woman’s perfect ass.
Tori Comes Over
In some ways it seemed like the whole episode with Tori in the massage room was just a dream. When Nikki joined Aaron and the trainer afterward, the workout proceeded like all the rest. Twice while she did exercises, Tori touched her, once when she stood next to her and put one hand on her abdomen and one on the small of her back to keep her straight as she did lunges. When she finished the set Nikki felt Tori’s hand brush briefly over her breast. The second time happened while she did V-ups, her legs and arms meeting over and over. Those kinds of sit ups were torture, and Tori wouldn’t let her put either her shoulders or her feet down completely on the floor in between repetitions. Tori told her she should feel it in her abs and then said, “And right here,” as she slid her hand down over her thigh. Ginnny felt her fingers brushed briefly between her legs in the process. Other than those two touches, the workout was just the workout. The problem, really, was that Tori’s hands had brushed over her before the episode, and though they thrilled her to no end, Nikki would never had imagined them to be intentional. Now, though, it seemed like every touch was a deliberately planned torment.
Of course, Nikki wasn’t complaining. When she and Aaron arrived at home, she hopped in the shower and called him in just like before. She realized she desperately needed him, and that was strange given most of their sex life had consisted of her using him as a proxy for Tori, at least for the last several weeks. Now, though, sex with Aaron was twice as good as she reflected on all of the differences between the touch and kiss of a woman and a man. They started in the shower and ended up on the bathroom floor and then in the bedroom. Later, as she changed the blankets and the sheets because they’d both been dripping wet from the shower when they got to the bedroom, she realized she just didn’t feel any guilt about her time with Tori. Had she cheated on him? She didn’t know the answer to that question. She was sure that if she confessed everything to Aaron it would result in another explosive bout of sex rather than an explosive argument.
The crazy thing was that her obsession hadn’t been reduced at all by the culmination of the fantasy. On the contrary, thoughts of Tori consumed her even more than before. She remembered her kiss, her incredible kiss. She remembered the feeling of utter helplessness while she was tied to the massage table and with the trainer’s weight over her body, forcing her leg back all the way until it was right against her breasts. Of course she remembered Tori’s fingers and the way she’d moved them, that shocking first penetration and the orgasm that came too quickly but came with a vengeance. Jesus! That orgasm! It had been so damned overpowering. What was the word? Profound. Yeah. It had
been profound and she was pretty sure that had a lot to do with her complete immobilization, like somehow her body had been prevented from responding normally so all the power that might be diffused instead came back to her over and over.
Damn it. She was horny as hell now. It was like her new permanent state. She was horny as hell and she couldn’t do a damned thing about it because she was at the supermarket. Worse, she was at the supermarket buying items for a healthy dinner based on a recipe Tori had given her. Even the damned broccoli seemed sexy and she couldn’t even look at the cucumbers.
“About time you got around to making that.”
The voice startled her so that she almost stumbled. She turned around to see Tori smiling at her, and immediately felt her face and neck heat up. Jesus! All she did was blush around Tori! Well, blush and moan and have the most incredible orgasm of her life. “Hi,” she said, feeling foolish because she couldn’t keep from grinning crazily.
Tori handed her a bottle. “Here. Use this. I like to use grape seed oil because otherwise you can really overpower the flavor of the endive but olive oil works, too. Just make sure you add the wine at the very end.”
Nikki nodded and then said, “I didn’t hear a damned thing you just said.”
Tori laughed and then said, “You’re so cute. I mean, you’re sexy as hell, too, but you’re really cute.”
At the word sexy, it was like her body exploded in excitement all over again. “I… I’d never been with a woman before you,” she said.
Tori smile and said, “Honey, you’ve barely been with a woman even after me.” She leaned forward and Nikki felt like she’d faint as Tori kissed her cheek. Then, she felt the trainer’s lips up against her ear as Tori whispered, “We’ll take care of that next time.”
Nikki breathed in sharply but couldn’t reply. Tori smiled at her and said, “Remember, since the chicken breasts won’t have skin, they can dry out if you over cook them, so be careful. If healthy food tastes like cardboard, it’s hard to stay motivated.”
“Um… do you have dinner plans? I mean, do you want to come over for dinner tonight?” She bit her lip and added lamely, “I mean, to show me how to cook everything right?”
“You think Aaron won’t mind?”
Nikki shook her head. “Actually, he’s working late tonight. I was going to cook this tomorrow but since I ran into you, I’ll just buy double the ingredients and I’ll know how to cook it all correctly when I make it for Aaron.”
Tori smiled. “I guess next time is happening sooner than expected.” When the trainer said that, Nikki dropped the bottle of grape seed oil, and it shattered on the floor. Tori laughed and said, “We’ll never get to eat if you end up dropping everything.” She waved down and employee to clean the mess and then escorted Nikki to the correct aisle to replace it. She got Nikki’s address and promised to be there at six. Nikki watched her walk away, the woman’s lovely body etching itself into her mind so that she stared long after Tori was gone before finally sighing and making her way through the shopping list again.
It wasn’t until Nikki sat down in her car with the groceries safely stowed in her trunk that she felt the paralysis of the situation really hit her hard. Jesus! Tori was coming over! Tori was coming over and she’d specifically pointed out that tonight would be the “next time.” Fuck. Nikki hadn’t even said a word but had committed to sleeping with Tori again.
Of course, she didn’t mind that idea. In fact, her whole body felt alive and her mind swam with thoughts of their first time together. It was all so damned crazy. The encounter in the massage room had been utterly unexpected, and there was a good case to be made that Nikki hadn’t any choice in the matter at all. She couldn’t claim that now. Not at all. She hadn’t thought of the first time as cheating on Aaron but with an active plan in place, was the morality so blurry? She laughed at herself. She knew that there was nothing that would make her pick up the phone and cancel the evening’s plans. This was all mental masturbation. On the other hand, she did get an almost overwhelming urge to call Aaron and tell him all about her unlikely adventures with the trainer. That passed, too, but she resolved to come clean about it in the morning and resigned herself to hearing about it on a regular basis and probably dealing with him fantasizing about it from that point forward. The thought made her giggle. She and Aaron would both be fantasizing about the same thing. She realized the thought of him fantasizing about Tori turned her on rather than upsetting her, and she thought it was strange that it did.
The time seemed to pass quickly, and Nikki realized it was because she tackled every possible task at the house she could. By the time the doorbell rang, she’d cleaned both restrooms even though they were fine, cleaned the already clean bedroom, showered twice, and laid out all the ingredients, utensils, and pans for the dinner. She was almost shaking as she went to the door and opened it.
Oh, God. Tori looked stunning.
She hadn’t dressed formally or anything like that. She wore a black tank and black jeans with a black belt. Hell, she was casual. Still, her clothes seemed to cling to her body in the flattering way possible, and with a body like Tori’s it didn’t take much. Nikki smiled to give herself a second to come up with something to say and then stepped out of the way and invited Tori in. As Tori stepped inside, Nikki noticed she held a doctor’s bag. Tori saw her looking and said, “Don’t worry about my bag. It’s where I keep all my important things. You know, my treats for my magical flaming lion and my special, gleaming diamond dildo.”
Nikki blushed furiously because even through the flaming lion wasn’t in her head, a dildo, whether or not it was diamond, certainly was. Tori reached forward and stroked her cheek, an electric touch, and Nikki said, a little nervously, “Um, I put out all of the ingredients.”
Tori laughed and said, “Oh, honey. You’re the only thing on the menu tonight.” Before the words could register in her head, they registered in her clit and Nikki let out a soft moan before the moan was cut off by Tori’s lips and tongue. This kiss was different from that first kiss. That first kiss was so damned soft and exploratory. Of course, she’d been bound at the time and completely unable to move because of Katie’s weight over her leg. This kiss wasn’t gentle. It was still different than when Aaron kissed her but Tori was absolutely making sure that Nikki knew she was in charge whether or not Nikki was tied down. She found herself melting immediately into the kiss and when the kiss broke off, Tori reached between Nikki’s legs and squeezed firmly. Nikki moaned but Tori didn’t give her time to think before kissing her again.
God! She felt just as helpless as she had in the massage room. Tori kissed her for a moment more and then pulled her mouth away. She kept her hand between Nikki’s legs but dropped the bag on the floor. It thudded, and even that seemed sexy. Tori squeezed again and Nikki moaned again but then Tori lifted her hand up, sliding it over Nikki’s breast and then under her shoulder. She put her other hand under her other shoulder and lifted her up. Hell, Nikki had seen her lifting barbells she couldn’t even imagine lifting so it was no surprise that it didn’t even seem to strain the trainer. “Where shall I take you to take you?” Tori asked with a smile. Nikki tried to answer but Tori was already in motion, carrying her tiny body like it was weightless.
A moment later, Tori was sprawled on the couch and her shirt was above her head, tangled up in her wrists. Tori kissed her again, and Nikki moaned. She pulled back and said, “I like it when you can’t move your arms but I have ropes and other toys for later so this time we’ll keep your arms free.” Nikki sighed and Tori laughed. She yanked the shirt off the rest of the way and then made short work of Nikki’s pants. A second later, her bra was off and Tori’s hands were at work. One squeezed at her breasts and the other was back between her legs, rubbing. Nikki moaned uncontrollably and Tori leaned close. She flicked her tongue over Nikki’s lips and then said, while staring directly into Nikki’s eyes. “I want you to pay close attention, Nikki. Pay very close attention so you’ll know how to do it
right.”
Nikki tried to nod but she wasn’t sure if she got anything out. Tori moved down and in one quick motion yanked off Nikki’s panties. They tore a little along the way, and that fact somehow thrilled her. The trainer got onto the couch and spread Nikki’s legs and a moment later Nikki realized that Heaven was real. It was right in her living room, right on the couch, and right between her legs. She stared down at Tori as she felt her tongue working along her folds. The trainer had her eyes firmly fixed on Nikki, her lips pressed right against her pussy.
That tongue! Jesus Christ Almighty, that tongue! It was nothing, not a single goddam thing like when Aaron used his tongue on her, and she couldn’t even begin to understand what it was that made it so different. Any hope she had about paying attention was lost as she felt pleasure running through her unlike any she’d ever felt. It was so damned good. It was so damned good that Nikki would have been content to feel that but not to climax. She stared as the trainer ran her tongue up and down her slit and then began flicking it inside of her, wiggling it with a remarkably light touch but still keeping pressure from her lips against the surface of Nikki’s pussy and still staring at her with absolute intensity. It was so damned impossibly good.