by Mia Moore
I turned to take him into my mouth, still holding Sean’s cock in my hand. Damian was a perfect fit for my mouth and I could take all of him into my throat. His balls were hard, drawn up in his arousal and my fingernail scratched over the ridges in the skin there. Good, maybe that meant I’d get mine soon.
“That’s enough. Get up and serve us the hors d’oeuvres in the bedroom.” Damian’s fingers pushed my head away from him.
What? I was so ready to be fucked by both of them and he’s thinking of food! I rose to my feet and walked into the kitchen. The oven timer was just about to go off when my hand rose to turn the dial. This sure was different from the romp the three of us had enjoyed at the club. But in some ways, it appealed to a part of me that I never knew was there, a desire to be used as a sex toy. I placed the hot munchies on a platter and walked to the bedroom.
Now that was more like it. Both men had shed their clothes and sat side by side, their backs propped against the upholstered headboard. I grinned at Damian as I offered the food to Sean.
“She deserves to be gang banged, don’t you think?” Sean reached out and tweaked my nipple, hard.
What the hell! Damian must have told him about our fantasy. What else did they have in store for me?
Damian glanced at his watch and rose from the bed. “Get her ready, will you?” He left the room.
Sean took the platter from my hands and set it on the night stand. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me down onto the bed and into his strong arms. I was like a doll compared to him, malleable in his grasp when he kissed me and fondled my breast. THIS was more like it. Finally, I’d get what I needed, but where had Damian disappeared?
He rolled over and pinned me to the bed, his cock pressing hard into my stomach. I tried to move under him, to open my legs and pull my pussy up to be filled by him, but he was too heavy. Oh God, I needed it so much and he was teasing me.
“You want my cock don’t you? Not just mine but a lot of cocks.” His leg moved and the weight eased from my chest before his knee pushed my legs apart.
My hand shot between us to grasp his cock and pull it to my opening. But in a flash his hips moved and he was in me, thrusting hard to my very throat. Oh God, the size stretched the swollen flesh of my pussy till I felt like he was turning me inside out. It was wonderful and my fingers slid across my clit quickly.
“Save some for your buddies Sean.” Damian walked back into the room and two other young men were with him.
“Your buddies? You and Damian got this together? My fantasy?” My finger on my clit halted and Sean eased out of me, before rolling off the bed.
“This is Mike and Jim. “His hand pointed first to a stocky, black man who was beaming ear to ear with a wide white grin. The next guy was tall with the ropey muscles of an athlete. His dark eyes were fixated on my breasts while his hand loosened the belt of his pants.
I watched as they took their clothes off and took a place on each side of the bed, holding their hard cocks in their hands. Sean was at the foot of the bed while Damian stood off to the side, holding the camera.
“C’mon Janice. You want this is much as I want to see it. Show the soldiers a good time.” Damian was in full director mode now.
Mike placed his knee on the bed and eased close to me, his hand and cock close to my face. I had never had sex with a black man and couldn’t wait to try it. His cock was almost as thick as Sean’s, but longer, beneath the firm muscles of his tummy. I looked up into his dark eyes and smiled before taking his dick in my hand, massaging it and bringing my mouth close to take it in. I could smell a soapy scent mixed with male musk when my nose brushed against his groin.
There was a soft touch that rolled over my ass cheek and into the cleft between them, fingers probing them apart. The bed behind me depressed and a warm hard body snuggled into my backside, an arm reaching under my waist and clutching my stomach.
My mouth left Mike’s cock when I was rolled on top of Jim’s body, his hand now shooting past my pussy to once more separate my ass cheeks. There was pressure against my anus and then a burning sensation when the head of his sheathed cock entered. Oh fuck this was hot, getting fucked up the ass while a black glistening cock was next to my mouth, waiting to be sucked. I was wanton in my ache for cock, ready to be filled everywhere.
Mike pushed forward and my lips were once again gliding over the hard rim of his shaft, down farther till my eyes watered. My ass was being slowly filled an inch at a time by Jim, his finger rolling over my hard little clit.
“That’s it baby. Show them what a cock hungry slut you are.” Damian moved to the edge of the bed, close to where Sean stood at attention, well… his cock at any rate.
I was full, the man behind me breathing heavily as he rocked into my ass, while Mike clutched my head, pulling me rhythmically onto his cock. When Sean knelt on the bed between Jim’s thighs and slid his prick along my pussy lips, jolts of pleasure pulsed in my clit. Oh fuck, his fingers pulled my lips apart, seeking my opening. Yes, fuck me there too. I wanted all of them.
When he pushed his cock inside me, my mouth left Mike’s cock. Waves of pleasure deep inside me and in my clit overcame me. All I could do was ride the two men who were fucking me between them, filled and aching with lust. They alternated thrusts in and out while Jim’s finger rubbed my clit, driving me insane with pleasure.
Mike’s voice was now a grunt as he masturbated, pressing the tip of his cock against my cheek. I felt warmth before his cock slid quickly closer to my mouth, his cum spurting on my open lips.
I was a plaything for the two men fucking my cunt and ass, their fingers pressing my flesh, guiding my body to deepen their entry.
“Oh fuck baby, that’s it.” Damian’s cock was now edging closer to my mouth as Mike’s orgasm finished. I reached for him with my hands and lips, able once more to focus my attention. His hands held my head while he thrust into my throat, looking down at me with eyes half closed. The eroticism of the evening had put him over the edge and in a few thrusts his cock pulsed against my lips, shooting a load cum down my throat.
Sean and Jim were moaning and grunting as they orgasmed with a final push deep inside. I felt like that last thrust had split me in two and that I must be bleeding, torn by their man-flesh. When Sean withdrew, I became aware of the burning sensation in my ass and eased up and away from Jim’s groin.
Damian sat down on the edge of the bed beside me, stroking my head while Jim helped lift me onto the bed’s surface. I was totally spent, my pussy aching pleasantly from being stretched and fucked so well.
“God that was erotic Janice. The whole evening, from the maid’s outfit to this.” He lay down beside me and took me into his arms.
Over his shoulder I saw Sean’s warm smile before he followed Mike and Jim from the room.
“They’re leaving?” As sexy as this had been, I honestly felt relieved. There was no way I’d be able to walk straight, let alone do this again tonight.
“Yeah. Just you and me now. That was so good; I’m not sure what we could do to top it.”
My head rose off his chest and my eyes were wide looking at him. “We’ve just finished one fantasy and you’re talking about another, already?”
“Sure. Why not?” His hand stroked my hair while he looked into my eyes. “You liked it didn’t you?”
“Are you kidding? I loved it. But I need to rest, if not heal, before we do another gang bang like this one.” I placed my head back down on his chest, nestling into the soft downy hair there, his heartbeat in my ears. “So you and Sean got together and cooked this up.”
“Mmmhmm. And that’s not all. He met a woman at the club last night. She sounds like a real hell cat. He’s supposed to be seeing her again this week at her place. Maybe we can get together with them next weekend if things go well.”
The End of Episode 2
Any Way – Episode 3
Chapter 16
Rebecca
What a day! A felony arrest and five domestics. In addition
to the summonses, ambulance cases and the everyday crap. Hot sudsy water swirled over my body, releasing the knots in my shoulders as I lay in the whirlpool bath. I opened my eyes and turned slightly to see through the window to the left of the tub. Yup. Just as I’d thought, a full moon, which explained the busy shift on patrol. Some people think that’s an urban myth, a full moon affecting people’s behavior, but ask any worker who deals with the public and they’ll tell you. The crazies come out at that time of the month.
No matter. It just made the day more interesting. The ten hour shift flew by, that was for sure. Let’s face it—I’d rather be busy than just tooling around in the patrol car. The felony arrest was no big deal, a dumb kid breaking into a garage and trying to steal a car radio. The domestics were more intense. I shook my head; some people just don’t belong together.
Well, shift complete, I signed out, and it’s all good. After the years of doing the job, it really wasn’t much more than just another busy day at the office. And I had better, more interesting things for sure, to reflect on as I sat in the tub feeling the pulses of the whirlpool caress me.
I was mulling over the evening with Sean at the O Zone on Saturday. For about the tenth time since that night. I felt myself smiling. I knew it would be sexy but it was way better than what I’d imagined. He was not only great looking, he was strong and alpha. I needed a guy stronger than me, but he’d have to earn my respect before I’d ever sub to him.
When he made me say please before he would fuck me… That had been exactly right. His mouth and tongue on my clit, teasing me, while I ached for his cock to fuck me. I closed my eyes and slid deeper into the warm water in the tub, holding the shower wand close to my groin. Just one twist of the settings and a pulsing jet of water caressed me, the way Sean’s tongue had. I raised my leg and rested the heel of my foot on the side of the tub, turning on my side for my other hand to wander to my opening.
I held the wand closer to the hard, sensitive bud between my legs, and slipped my fingers inside my slippery opening, picturing how Sean had told me to say please. When his fingers had pressed into my anus, any resistance I had, melted away. What would it be like to be fucked there? My thumb pressed into my ass as my fingers pushed deeper into my cunt. Oh yeah…this was nice. God, I’d beg Sean to do this to me.
My heart thundered in my chest as the throbbing jet of water licked my clit. In my mind, it was Sean’s tongue lathing me while his fingers and thumb filled my openings. The sensation was delicious and I wanted it to last forever. I pressed the shower wand against my clit while pushing my fingers deeper, fucking my hungry cunt the way Sean had.
“Oh yeah…please harder…” My words were a whisper, eyes squeezed shut, back in the moment with Sean, begging him for that huge, thick cock. “Oh God.” My hips rocked into the shower wand while muscles deep inside spasmed on the imaginary cock--Sean’s cock.
“Yeah, just like that.” My senses centered on the waves of ecstasy spreading through my body, to my very fingertips. My clit tingled and I arched pulling the wand away from it. It was now too much to bear and my fingers withdrew from the warm wetness of my pussy,
I laid my head back against the hard surface of the tub and smiled. What was with me lately? I’d masturbated every night since meeting him. He’d awakened a torrent of sexual fantasies and all because he had the potential to dominate me. He’d done a bit of that at the O Zone but there was so much more he could do that would leave me quivering.
Should I dare to show him my collection of porn and sex toys when I see him tomorrow night? I’d pushed his buttons when I pulled him over, fondling his cock during the frisk. Even at the club, I’d been a sassy bitch, just to test him. He was tough and man enough to give me what I needed but showing him the hand-cuffs, blindfolds and nipple clamps…That would be too easy for him.
Human nature being what it is, he’d appreciate my gift of submission if he had to work for it. The harder he worked to control and dominate, the more we both would crave my submission. Oh God. Here I go again. My finger slid across my clit in response to the tingling fullness in my pussy lips once again.
Chapter 17
Sean
Should I? Would Rebecca like a smooth shaven groin? From the articles in the porn magazines, women like a clean shaven guy when they give head. Oh what the hell. If I don’t like it or if it itches, it’ll grow back.
I stepped away from the stream of water in the shower and shook the can of shaving lather. The cool minty feel of the soap along with thoughts of Rebecca’s mouth on my cock were making me hard. Be really careful Soldier with that razor. One nick and you could bleed to death.
I pulled my thick shaft to the side and slowly shaved the coarse pubic hair away. It actually felt good. When I was finished shaving all around it and my balls, I glanced down at my handiwork. Fuck! Without the nest of dark hair, it looked even bigger than usual. I couldn’t say bigger than normal as in the junk department I’m an extra large—almost eight inches long, and a thick fistful of cock.
No more stick handling, Soldier. God only knows what Officer Crowe has in store for you tonight. You’d better be on your game to keep the upper hand. God, she’s porn star hot with strength in that shapely body. She easily slipped out of the hold I had her in at the club and I’ve been trained by the best. But then again, so has she.
Funny thing though. When I threatened to bugger her ass with my thumb and made her say please before I’d fuck her, I swear that’s what she’d wanted all along. Never had a woman that needed a good spanking as much as she does.
Picturing her gorgeous soft ass cheeks, holding her across my lap was too much. I closed my eyes and my hand drifted to massage my cock, holding it firmly, stroking up and down while twisting my wrist. Oh yeah baby. I’d given her a thorough spanking and she’d be on her knees in front of me, licking her lips, staring at my thick shaft. I’d make her beg to suck it.
My hand stroked faster but in my head it was her beautiful mouth and head bobbing up and down on me. Suck it faster. Her dark eyes are watering looking up at me, but she does it. My hips thrust in time with my hand and the first incredible spurt of cum landed at the end of the tub. Oh God! She’s going to give me head tonight or I really will spank her. The crazy thing is, I think she’d love that.
Chapter 18
Rebecca
Why am I fussing so much with what I’m going to wear? This is the third dress that I’ve tried on and by hell, it’s going to be the last one. It’s not like it’s going to be on for long if all goes as planned. I adjusted the neckline, pulling it down a bit to reveal more cleavage in the push-up bra and glanced in the mirror. With my dark coloring, red is flattering. If he doesn’t get an instant hard on seeing me in this skin tight dress, my ass cheeks peeking out from under the short hem, then he’s got ice water in his veins.
At the sound of the doorbell, my eyes widened and I froze.
Just breathe Becky; it’s just a guy to fuck. It’s not like you’re going to marry him or anything.
Yeah but he could be THE one. My Master.
Yeah well, he’s going to have to earn it. Tease him till he HAS to take control.
STOP! Enough. This is making me crazy. The doorbell rang again, this time more insistently and I ran to the front of my apartment.
When I opened the door my head bobbed forward and I felt like I had to pick my jaw up from the floor. A military uniform? Oh Christ, Sean looked good enough to eat in it, replete with medals. His grey eyes were sparkling and there were laugh lines extending out from the corners.
“Officer Crowe or is it Becky tonight?” He took a step toward me into my body space, his musky cologne filling my nostrils while my panties (if I’d been wearing any) fell to the floor.
“Sergeant…Hey, I don’t even know your last name and you’re here to fuck me?” I stepped back before he bowled me over striding into my apartment like he owned it. Oh fuck, where have you been all my life?
“It’s Woods and if you play your ca
rds right and are a good little girl, maybe then I’ll fuck you.” He stopped in the middle of the living room and looked around.
A good little girl and maybe he’d fuck me? I’m not looking for a Daddy, I’m a strong woman who needs a stronger man. “Would you like a drink, Sean?” I walked slowly (I had to with the six inch heels) into the room, my eyes never straying from his.
“A beer would be nice.” He placed his palm on my cheek and smirked.
“The kitchen’s that way. Bring me one too, will you?” I turned to walk to the leather sofa across the room but was stopped short by his firm grip on my arm.
“YOU will get us both a drink. You’re the hostess and you’ll serve me, Becky. Do you understand, Becky?” His gaze bore through me and the set of his strong jaw line showed me he meant business.
I lifted my chin and stepped into his body, my hand clutching his balls with just enough pressure to get his attention. “Or what? What will you do to me? Seems like you’re the one who’s having trouble understanding.” I gave his balls a quick squeeze, glad when his face remained the same, no flinching.
His hand grazed my wrist and with a touch as soft as a butterfly his fingers slid up my arm to the shoulder strap of my dress. His finger hooked into it and he pushed it down. We continued to lock eyes while my hand cupped him.
Next the other strap was pushed down so that I stood before him, the full whiteness of my breasts threatening to spill up and out of the bra.
“I’d like you topless when you serve me my beer.” He knocked my hand away from his crotch, walked to the sofa and sat down.
Oh my God, watching his strong wide back and the tight, lean ass as he walked away made my pussy ache with desire. He sank into the soft cushions and rested his ankle on the knee of his other leg, once more smirking at me.