Coming Out of Her Shell

by Gillian Colbert

  Susan's breath hitched and she closed her eyes as she felt his finger trail down her neck. His touch was feather-light and she shivered under it. Her nipples contracted tighter and she arched involuntarily under his touch.

  His fingers left her neck and began to lightly stroke her lower lip.

  "Suck," Eric said as he pressed his finger into her mouth.

  Susan took his finger into her mouth, sucking strongly and swirling her tongue around its length. Feeling just a bit naughty, Susan bit down lightly as she looked directly into Eric's emerald eyes. Lust burned brightly and she shivered.

  "Cup your breasts and press them together. I want your nipples jutting out for me."

  Eric took his finger back and rubbed a moist fingertip around each hardened nipple leaving a damp trail behind. Susan closed her eyes and leaned into him. She almost came at his first touch. Every cell in her body clenched at his teasing. She wanted more.

  "Eyes open," Eric snapped.

  Susan's eyes flew open at his command. She stared at him startled.

  "You're to keep your eyes on me at all times."

  Without breaking eye contact, Eric leaned in and ran his tongue around first one swollen peak, then the other before testing each one with his teeth. Pleasure streaked through her flooding her core even more.

  She continued to watch. Alternating between looking into Eric's eyes and watching his mouth and tongue as he suckled strongly on each pebbled tip.

  Her breasts were swollen and aching. She was dying for him to touch her between her legs, but he seemed content to dally on her breasts and nipples.

  Without warning Eric pulled his mouth away and squeezed each nipple roughly causing her to gasp and jerk. The pain was startling in its pleasure and she groaned and arched toward him. Eric proceeded to set up a rhythm alternating between squeezing and rolling her nipples and then pinching and tugging on them.

  Her nipples were abraded and sensitized to the point of pain, but she watched as she'd been commanded. The sight of Eric's fingers manipulating her nipples so vigorously, set up a throbbing ache in her pussy. She was so wet she had to be leaving a puddle on his coverlet.

  She whimpered softly as the pain surpassed the pleasure. As if on cue, Eric dipped his head and gently sucked each nipple, soothing the tips with the wet heat of his mouth.

  Eric left her nipples and began to nuzzle her ear.

  "Your nipples are so red and swollen. I could suck on them all day. Now, don't move." The abrupt change in topic startled her.

  Eric walked to his closet and stripped out of his clothes. She was somewhat amused to see him neatly fold his clothes and leave them next to her lingerie in his closet, but all amusement faded when he turned around and she saw him fully.

  He was truly beautiful. Not handsome, not hot or any of those other inadequate words. He was beautiful. He was tall and lean with a natural, unsculpted shape that reeked of athleticism rather than an effeminate Gold's Gym weight pounding. Susan had never liked the bodybuilder types. She considered them self-absorbed, girlie men. Eric was anything but girlie.

  His chest was covered in a light sprinkling of dark hair that narrowed to a thin treasure trail leading directly to his pubic region. His erection bobbed as he walked back toward her. He stopped directly in front of her.

  "Do you like what you see?" He chuckled softly at her blatant inspection.

  She was staring and she knew it, but damn he had a beautiful penis. She really needed to get some variety in her vocabulary, but beautiful just fit. His cock was of average length and incredibly wide. He was going to stretch her. A lot. Her cunt clenched at the image of his rigid length sliding into her.

  She tried to squeeze her knees together on the ache that thought caused, but Eric was standing in between them. Susan tore her gaze away from his penis and looked into his verdant gaze. The corners of his eyes crinkled just a bit, giving away his amusement. The rest of his face, however, was fiercely intent.

  "On your knees, little one," Eric growled as he stepped back and indicated the floor in front of him with a slight nod.

  Susan's breath caught in her throat at the realization of what he expected. She'd never been any good at this. All of her previous lovers had complained that she was too rough or not creative enough. Eventually, she'd become so completely ashamed at her failures that she simply refused to go down on anyone anymore.

  "Eric, I don't think that's a good idea," Susan dropped her eyes to the floor as she protested.

  "Why is that?" Eric gently tilted her chin up so that she was looking at him once again. "Eyes on me, remember," he murmured.

  "I am awful at this," Susan said flatly. "Every time I've tried, I've gotten nothing but complaints."

  "I'll be the judge of whether or not you're awful. Now, do I need to remind you of the rules?"

  Susan shook her head.

  "Good. On your knees, sweetheart."

  #

  Her mouth was soft and warm. The velvet touch of her tongue on the head of his cock was threatening to undo his control. Eric felt every soft lick and gentle suck down into his toes.

  His thick shaft slid in and out of her pink, swollen lips stretching her mouth to the limit. She wasn't able to take all of him down into her throat, but her gentle suction was weakening his control.

  She savored his cock as if it were the most delectable desert she'd ever eaten. He was used to women approaching fellatio as a power exchange where, because his cock was in their mouth, all of a sudden they were in the power position. This generally meant a lot of rough sucking and pulling that left his cock feeling like sandpaper.

  Susan alternated between licking up his shaft in warm, wet swipes and rasping her teeth gently along the ridge of the head before sweetly sucking his hardness back into her mouth. With each suck, she relaxed and took more of him until he felt the back of her throat. She gagged a little and pulled back enough to relieve the pressure.

  The feel of her tongue was a sweet, delicious torture. He fought the urge to grasp her head and fuck her luscious mouth furiously. He wanted to feel her swallow his length down her throat. Feel the rhythmic contractions as she did.

  "Susan," he groaned and stroked her hair back from her face. "That's so good."

  She met his eyes as she delicately rubbed her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Unlike the smirk he usually saw in the other women he banged, he saw only desire in the melted chocolate of her eyes. She closed her eyes then and moaned around his erection as if it pleased her to do this as much as it pleased him to have it done.

  The sound vibrated along his cock. His balls drew up tight and he slammed down on the urge to come in her mouth. He wasn't ready to end this yet, but he knew he was going to have to regain the upper hand.

  He placed his hands on either side of her head and pressed a bit further into her mouth. "I want to come down your throat," he growled. Susan tensed instantly.

  "No, baby girl, relax. Just relax and swallow. It'll be fine."

  She did, opening her mouth as much as possible, relaxing and swallowing against the head. "That's right, sweetheart," he murmured. "Just like that."

  Eric pressed further into her mouth with each small thrust, crooning to her as he did. She was swallowing almost convulsively around his girth, milking his climax from him. With that, his control snapped.

  He grasped her firmly, and worked her mouth in small, urgent thrusts as every muscle in his legs, back and ass tightened. She reached up and clutched his buttocks in order to maintain her balance and her touch sent him over the edge.

  "I'm gonna come," he rasped. "Suck me dry, Susan." And, with that, he groaned, caught in the whirlwind of pleasure, as his penis shuddered and jerked in her mouth.

  She sucked him gently but firmly until he stilled. It was so different from the rough sucking he was used to. He'd always liked head to be gritty. He wanted to fuck the female's mouth, not have her make love to his dick, but Susan's gentleness shook him. It was as if she relished him, cherishe
d his cock even.

  This wasn't going as he'd planned. His goal was to test her limits, break her control and have her begging and pleaded for him to fuck her. It wasn't for her to push his limits.

  If this continued, he was in trouble.

  #

  His taste was addicting. Salt and man. Susan had never allowed a man to come in her mouth before, but the urgency and need in Eric's voice had pulled her, compelled her even, to want to please him. Now, as she held his softening cock in her mouth, she was content to tongue and suckle him all night.

  Most surprising was how her own arousal had heightened as she seen the surprised pleasure on his face. Whatever he'd expected, she given him something different. The idea was empowering.

  "Up you go, little one," he said roughly. "Sit on the edge of the bed." He reached down and took her hand, pulling her up and guiding her over.

  He knelt in front of her again and spread her legs wide. "Lean back, but I want your eyes on me."

  He ran his hands lightly over her legs and thighs before stroking up her sides to cup her breasts once more. His palms were rough and the calluses she felt pricked her skin and left them tingling. He rubbed his palms lightly over her nipples, sensitizing them and bringing them back to taut, rosy peaks.

  Eric leaned in and rasped his tongue over each bud in turn. His tongue was soft and warm and he swirled it around her nipples as if he was licking an ice cream cone. The sight of his tongue on her nipples was profoundly carnal and soon she was gasping and arching up into his mouth, but he refused her wordless plea.

  He lifted his head and raised an eyebrow at her. "I don't read minds, sweetheart. If you want something you're going to have to ask for it." He reached out and squeezed her nipples tightly before tugging firmly on them. She gasped and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth.

  "Let me give you an example," he leaned in close so that his lips brushed her ear. "I can't wait to suck on that sweet pussy of yours. I want you to come screaming as I tongue your clit."

  He chuckled as her breathing grew even more ragged and she tried to squeeze her legs shut at the erotic images flying through her brain.

  "Or, here's another one," he nipped her earlobe just hard enough to make her jerk. He still worked her nipples tugging firmly and her motion caused her to pull hard against his fingers. The pleasure pain caused her to moan and Eric leaned down to soothe the tortured tips with his tongue before continuing.

  "I plan to fuck you in every way I can think of before we're done here. Your mouth, your pussy, your ass. Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Susan?"

  His words coursed through her like little tongues of fire. Her pussy flooded and clenched and she barely heard his question through the haze of lust building inside her.

  "Have you?"

  "What? Uh, no ... no. I've never done that," she responded breathlessly.

  "Hmmm. I like the idea that I'll be the first to breach you." She could feel his smile against her ear.

  Eric released her breasts and pushed her legs apart as far as they would go. He stroked her inner thighs and calves before leaning in and dropping a gentle kiss on her mound. Susan pressed into his mouth, aching for him to go further.

  With one finger, he parted her folds and inserted the tip into her entrance only to pull out and stroke up her slit before pressing against her clitoris. Her toes literally burned at the contact.

  "Open yourself for me," he urged.

  Susan flushed red at his words and looked away only to have him pull her face back to him.

  "Susan, it's a little late to be shy, don't you think? I've watched you finger yourself many times. Why so shy now?" his question was gentle, but he clearly expected an answer.

  "I couldn't see you before. I knew you were there, but I couldn't see you, couldn't see your expression if you didn't like what you saw," her voice trembled.

  "Susan. Trust me. I'm going to like what I see. My cock is already hard enough to drive nails and I just came a few minutes ago. Do you think I'd be in this state if I didn't like what I saw?"

  His erection jutted from his body. He was monstrously erect and she reached out to take him in her hand, but he swatted her away. "Hold yourself open and watch."

  She flushed even deeper, but she did as he asked.

  Eric sank back on his heels and just stared at her wet folds. His gaze was focused and intense. She could feel herself dripping and she squeezed involuntarily, but Eric smacked the inside of her knee.

  "Open," he snapped and she complied.

  He slowly inserted his forefinger into her, thrusting inside to the hilt. He pulled out and added another finger. He continued to thrust in and out of her, pushing in and grinding his hand against her outer lips while he scissored his fingers inside of her.

  The firm pressure against her mound only added to the craving inside her. She wanted more, but was still afraid to say so.

  "You're biting your lip again. I think there's something you want."

  She looked hard into his eyes, but couldn't get the words out.

  "Pity. Maybe next time," he murmured and added small circles with his thumb on her clit to his erotic exploration. He kept this up for long moments, driving Susan insane with the intensity of the ache building inside her.

  She wanted him to push her down and drive inside her. She wanted him pounding and pounding into her until he came and flooded her with his semen. These thoughts combined with the sensations he was wringing out of her had her spiraling down into her climax. Almost as if he sensed it, Eric stopped abruptly.

  Every muscle in Susan's body clenched at the sudden departure.

  "What are you doing?" Her voice came out in a near whine and she flinched.

  Rather than answer, he just winked at her and proceeded to walk over to his night table. He picked up the dildo she'd seen earlier. It was long and wide, almost as wide as Eric, with an undulating shape and a flat base. He grinned wickedly as he turned to face her. "Have you ever played with toys before?" he asked.

  "No," she said.

  "Why not?" he asked.

  "It's embarrassing."

  "Well, I see we're going to be helping you overcome many of your insecurities today."

  "Open your legs as far as you can go."

  "What are you going to do?" she eyed the toy warily. It looked like it would hurt.

  Eric's eyes glinted with amusement as he loomed over her.

  "It's time for your punishment."

  Chapter 6

  "Are you crazy?" Susan exclaimed as she snapped her legs shut and made to stand up. "I'm not a child to be punished."

  Eric pressed her back down onto the mattress. "I did explicitly state that there would be consequences if my instructions were not followed and you didn't follow instructions."

  'Yes, but..." she sputtered.

  "No, buts," Eric said mildly. "You agreed to my terms when you came into my house. You again agreed when you stayed. So, now, you will receive the consequences of your actions. Or do you want to use your word?"

  Susan chewed frantically on her lower lip. What the hell was she going to do now? So far, it had been the best, most erotic experience of her life, but punish her. What if he really hurt her?

  She looked wildly around his room. There was no evidence of whips or chains. No weapons that she could see, but he was a big man. He could hurt her with his bare hands.

  "Susan, look at me," Eric tilted her chin gently up. "I'm not going to hurt you. There may be pain, but I won't do anything that mars or damages you. You have my word on that. Do you trust me?"

  Susan stared into the emerald depths of his eyes. They were clear and earnest. He was relaxed and she sensed no malice in him, so the real question was how much did she want to continue to play?

  She squeezed her eyes shut briefly, then looked directly into his eyes, "Yes, I trust you."

  He stroked her cheek gently and dropped a sweet, gentle kiss on her lips.

  "Good. I promise you won't regret it."

>   Susan sighed resignedly and sat back onto the mattress, opening her legs as far as she could.

  Eric knelt and once again directed her to open her pussy for him.

  As she watched, he slowly inserted the dildo into her swollen flesh. He went slow, thrusting in small, firm pushes until it was fully seated inside of her. Then he pulled her to her feet.

  "Turn around. Put your hands on the bed and spread your legs wide."

  Susan complied. It felt awkward to move around with something shoved up her cunt. She felt full. The toy was less flexible than a penis and it stretched her in ways she wasn't used to. It wasn't unpleasant, just awkward.

  She never used toys, even by herself. She'd always felt a little ashamed as if it made her pathetic to do so. Hell, it wasn't until she began to play with Eric that she did more than rub her clit quick, fast and in a hurry just to get off.

  "Lift your ass higher," Eric pressed on her lower back gently so that she arched. When he was he was satisfied with her position he grunted a little and said, "Good."

  He stilled behind her. Susan glanced over her shoulder to see what he was doing.

  "Eyes forward," he snapped.

  "What are you doing?"

  "Admiring the view," he said gruffly. "Your ass is gorgeous," he said while he squeezed and massaged her cheeks.

  "Your going to feel good wrapped around my dick. I can't wait to watch as I penetrate your sweet, little hole."

  Erotic shivers ran through her at his words and her knees weakened. No one had ever talked to her this way.

  Without warning, Eric reached between her legs and set the dildo to vibrating.

  "Oh!" She exclaimed.

  The vibrations where exquisite. She tingled in places she'd never known existed. Her lower belly clenched and she pressed back as if she could push it in even further.

  Eric stilled her with a hand on her buttocks and spoke in a firm voice, "You disobeyed me by refusing to use the blindfold as instructed. Disobedience is unacceptable. For this, you will be spanked. Four swats"