Now and Forever

by Maxwell, Megan

  Now? Just like that?

  Fuck, that was fast!

  But, willing and shameless, I do it. I want to play. Dexter and Eric don’t take their eyes off me while I peel my clothes off, and I have fun getting them excited.

  “I want you to put the boots back on,” Dexter says once I’m completely naked.

  I remember Frida said this guy likes to give orders, so I join in his game, pick up the boots, and put them back on. Naked and in black boots that reach halfway up my thighs, I feel sexy, naughty.

  “Walk to the back of the room. I want to see you.”

  I do as he says. While I walk, I know they’re both looking at my behind; I sway it back and forth. I get to the back of the room and return to them. Dexter sets his eyes on my mound.

  “Nice tattoo. Muy padre, as we say in my country.”

  Eric nods in agreement and takes a sip of his whisky. “Amazing,” he says, without taking his beautiful eyes off me.

  Dexter holds out a hand and brushes it over my tattoo.

  “Take her to the bed, güey,” he says, looking at Eric. “I’m dying to play with your woman.”

  Eric takes me by the hand and leads me to the adjacent room. He puts me on the bed on all fours, and, after opening my legs, he takes his own clothes off.

  “Don’t move,” he says.

  This is all so hot.

  I look back and see Dexter coming up to us in his chair. He gets to the bed. He touches my thighs and the inside of my legs, and his hands grip my behind. He squeezes it and gives it a slap. Then another, and another, and another.

  “I like red backsides,” he says.

  Then he slides his hand along my slit and plays with my wet lips.

  “Sit down on the bed and look at me.”

  I obey.

  “Goddess . . . my little guy doesn’t work, but I get off and enjoy myself by touching, giving orders, and watching. Eric knows what I like.” They both smile. “I’m a bit commanding, but I hope all three of us have a good time. And your boyfriend has already warned me your mouth is all his.”

  “All his,” I agree. Dexter smiles, and before he can say anything else, I add, “Eric knows what you like, but I want to know what kind of women you like.”

  “Hot and horny.” And, not taking his eyes off me, he asks, “Eric, is your woman like that?”

  My Iceman lustfully looks me up and down and nods.

  “Yes, she is.”

  His confidence makes me gasp, and, willing to be everything he says I am, I encourage him.

  “What do you want from me, Dexter?”

  The man looks to Eric, and after he agrees, he gets more specific.

  “I want to touch you, tie you up, eat you out, and make you come. I’ll direct the games. I’ll tell you your positions, and you’ll have a good time doing what you do. Are you willing?”

  “Yes.”

  Dexter grabs a bag hanging off his chair and holds it out to me. “I have a few games I’ve never played yet that I’d like to try with you,” he says.

  I open the bag. I see a new butt plug, this one with a pink crystal. I open a little box that holds a small chain with some sort of clamp on either end, and when I close it, I notice a pair of dildos. They’re smooth, with ridges. One of them has a harness and vibrator. I touch them.

  “I want to put them inside you, if you’ll let me, of course.”

  Eric squeezes me against him. “She’ll let you. Right, Jude?” His voice is hoarse.

  I nod.

  I feel so hot.

  Dexter takes the bag, pulls out the little box I opened seconds before, and shows me the chain.

  “Give me your breasts. I’m going to put these clamps on.”

  I don’t know what that means. I look at Eric as he checks them out.

  “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. These clamps are smooth.”

  I bring my breasts close to Dexter, and I get shivers when he snaps one nipple with a clamp and then the other. My breasts are connected by a little chain; when he pulls on it, my nipples stretch, and I gasp as I feel an arousing tingle.

  Dexter grins. Without taking his dark eyes off me, he whispers under his breath, “I want to see you tied up on the bed and make you come, and then I want to see how Eric fucks you.”

  I gasp, and, up for anything, I get up, take the ropes from the bag, and offer them to my love.

  “Tie me up.”

  Eric takes the ropes.

  “Are you sure?” he whispers, his mouth close to mine.

  I look him in the eyes. I’m totally turned on by what’s happening.

  “Yes.”

  I lie down on the bed. When I stretch out, my nipples get squeezed. Eric ties my hands and passes the rope over the headboard. Then he knots it around one of my ankles, which he ties to one side of the bed, before doing the same to the other. My legs are totally open, and I’m immobilized, just for them.

  Skillfully, Dexter rolls his chair up to the bed and pulls the chain on my nipples. I moan. “Eric . . . you got yourself a really hot woman.”

  “I know,” he agrees, looking at me.

  I am so wet.

  “Do you like S and M, goddess?” asks Dexter.

  “No.”

  Dexter nods and asks again, “Does it turn you on for us to use your body for our own pleasure?”

  “Yes,” I answer.

  He pulls the chain again, and my nipples get harder than ever before. I gasp and scream.

  “It gets you horny, what I’m doing,” he says.

  “Yes.”

  He rubs one of the dildos over my wet vagina.

  “Do you want me to handle you, use you, and enjoy you?”

  My eyes blur over for the moment. I look at Eric. His face says it all. He’s loving this too.

  “Handle me, use me, and enjoy me,” I say.

  Eric moans. “You’re driving me crazy.”

  He grasps the chain on my breasts and pulls it. I gasp and he kisses me, pushing his tongue to the back of my mouth while my nipples tingle with every pull.

  Evidently loving what he sees, Dexter strokes the inside of my thighs with his smooth hands. Eric stops kissing me and watches as he draws close to my mouth.

  “Open up,” Dexter says.

  I do as he bids, and he sticks the light blue dildo in my mouth.

  “Suck it,” he demands.

  For a few minutes, Dexter enjoys how I work it with my tongue, until he pulls it out of my mouth.

  “Eric . . . now I want her to suck you.”

  My German lovingly brings his hard cock to my mouth. I suck it, savor it. I let him fuck my mouth until I hear Dexter’s commands again.

  “Stop.”

  I feel the loss as my Iceman pulls his amazing erection out of my mouth. Dexter wets the tip of the dildo with plenty of lube and slides it into my wet slit.

  “Now here.”

  Eric sits on the other side of the bed and opens my pussy with his fingers to give him easy access. Dexter slowly pushes it in.

  “Do you like that?” Dexter asks.

  I gasp, writhe, and nod, while my love looks at me.

  For a few seconds, Dexter moves the dildo inside me. He pushes it in . . . pulls it out . . . turns it . . . pulls the chain on my nipples. I close my eyes and let myself get wrapped up in the moment. I move restlessly from side to side, and I scream. Enjoying being tied up, I open my eyes and look at my love. He’s smiling and stroking his cock. It’s still hard. Ready to play.

  “I like how you smell like sex,” murmurs Dexter, and he pushes the dildo faster into my body. I scream again as I arch my back. “There . . . that’s right, goddess, come for me!” The dildo goes in and out of me, drawing out uncontrollable moans, and when I’m trembling and clamping around the dildo, Dexter pulls it out one last time, and Eric slides between my legs, pushing his hard dick inside me.

  Dexter sits back in his chair and pulls the chain on my nipples. My hands and feet are tied, and all I can do is gasp, moan, and acc
ept my love’s strokes, while Dexter takes the clamps off my sore nipples.

  “Goddess, lift your hips . . . C’mon . . . take it. Yeah . . . like that.”

  I do as he says. I’m enjoying the strokes when I hear him whisper between his teeth, “Eric. Hard . . . give it to her hard.”

  Eric devours my mouth, and, sinking into me with all his strength, he makes me scream. Dexter asks. He demands. We enjoy the moment, and when we can’t do it any longer, we come.

  With stuttering breath, Eric unties my hands while Dexter unties my feet. Eric hugs me tightly to him.

  “Goddess, you’re so hot. I’m really going to enjoy this. C’mon. Get up.”

  I do as he says. Dexter grabs me around the ass, squeezes it, and draws his mouth close to my dripping mound of Venus. He bites it. His eyes look at my tattoo, and he grins. Eric stands up, moves behind me, and opens me to his friend with his fingers. God, it’s all so hot!

  Dexter runs his tongue along the inside of my inner lips and demands I move on his mouth. I do it. He lifts me up to his shoulders for greater access, while Eric supports my back. My hips rock back and forth while Dexter squeezes me against his mouth and presses against my buttocks.

  For several minutes, we can only hear our bodies, our breaths, and Dexter’s pleasurable licking and sucking. Driven crazy by what he sees, Eric touches my nipples while Dexter is delighted by my clitoris.

  “Yes . . . just like that . . . just like that.”

  My panting grows louder. I’m about to come again, but Dexter stops, and after kissing me on my mound one more time, he makes me get down off his shoulders and moves back in his wheelchair. “Not yet, goddess . . . not yet,” he whispers.

  I’m so close. Eric sits down on the bed and, after kissing me on the neck, takes control of the situation.

  “Hold on to me and open your legs, like when I give you to a man.”

  My stomach tightens. I’m hot, dripping, and desperate to come. Once he has me how he wants me, he lays his chin on my right shoulder and touches one of my nipples with his thumb.

  “You like being our toy?” Dexter asks before Eric’s watchful eyes.

  My answer is clear and definitive, even though my voice is a whisper. “Yes.”

  Even Eric’s chuckle in my ear turns me on.

  “Next time, I’ll share you with another man, or maybe two. What do you think?” he says after kissing my shoulder.

  My eyes settle on Dexter. “I’d like that.”

  Eric nods and exposes me completely to his friend.

  “When we’re with them, you’ll open your legs like this . . .”

  He moves my legs the way he wants them, and I gasp while Dexter looks at us with lust.

  “I’ll offer you up. I’ll invite them to taste you. They’ll take from you what I allow, and you’ll obey.” I nod. “When I’m satisfied with your orgasms, I’ll fuck you while they watch, and once I’m done, I’ll order them to fuck you. They’ll fuck you; they’ll possess you, and you’ll scream from rapture. Do you want to play that game, Jude?”

  I’m trying to respond, but I can’t around the knot of pure lust in my throat.

  “Do you want to play that game or not?” he repeats.

  “Yes,” I manage to say.

  A buzzing sound gives me goose bumps. In his hands, Eric’s holding the lipstick-shaped vibrator I keep in my purse. When did he get it out? Then he shows me the butt plug with the pink crystal and the lube.

  “Now you’re going to go to Dexter,” he says, handing me the plug and the lube. “And you’re going to ask him to put that plug in your pretty little ass, and then you’ll come back over to me.”

  I take what he gives me and do as he asks. Naked and wearing only my boots, I walk toward a flushed Dexter. I hand him the plug and the lube. I see he’s looking at my mound again. My tattoo must turn him on.

  “I want to touch it. It looks so cool . . .”

  I walk up to him, and he rubs his hand longingly over it while he devours it with his eyes. I turn around, bend my ass in front of him, and, without saying a word, I hear him open the lube. Seconds later, I feel pressure on my asshole until the butt plug is inside me.

  “Beautiful,” he murmurs.

  When I stand up, Dexter holds me by the hips and moves the plug gently inside me.

  “Your tattoo is going to make me ask you a thousand things; don’t forget.”

  I return to Eric and sit on top of him.

  “Offer her to me, Eric,” Dexter murmurs, his voice hoarse.

  My Iceman passes his arms under my legs and parts them. My wet vagina is open and throbbing in front of Dexter’s face. The man is breathing heavily; he can’t take his eyes off me.

  I’m also panting. I’m so turned on and on the edge of an orgasm. I gasp and move my hips, searching for something, for someone, and it is my own finger that finally passes over my dripping sex. With no shame, I slide it into my vagina myself while Eric encourages me to keep going with the game. I know Dexter’s enjoying it. I see it on his face. I am open and exposed, just the way he wants. He pulls out my finger to put in one of the dildos.

  I gasp as Dexter slides it quickly in and out of me. But I want more. I need more, and when, along with the dildo, he places the vibrator on my swollen clit like a master, he makes me scream. While Eric holds down my legs, Dexter expertly moves the vibrator up and down over the exact point of my pleasure as if each strike were made with a whip. I convulse, crying out.

  “Goddess . . . come right now for us.”

  “Yes . . . ,” I scream.

  He touches my swollen clit with his finger, and I shriek. I’m incredibly wet, and, surprising myself in the moment, I tell him, “Dexter . . . please suck my clit.”

  My plea compels him. Eric moves forward to make it easier for his friend who, seconds later, places his mouth over my wetness. Driven crazy, I move frantically over his mouth. Dexter sucks, licks, circles around, and stimulates my vulva until he reaches my clit. When he touches it, I gasp. When he sucks on it with his lips, I moan. He drives me crazy, and I come in his mouth.

  “You’re exquisite,” he says.

  I’m exhausted, but Eric grabs me forcefully, puts me on all fours on the bed, and, abruptly and with no words, penetrates me.

  He thrusts inside me while I open to him willingly. He pushes deep a thousand times as he grabs me by the waist and slaps me on the ass. I scream from the pleasure of it. He grabs my hair, pulls it back, and hisses.

  “Arch your hips.”

  I do as he asks.

  “More,” he demands.

  I feel like a mare being ridden while Eric slams me again and again in front of Dexter’s watchful eyes. Suddenly, he stops, pulls out the butt plug, and pushes his dick into my ass. I fall on the bed and gasp, grabbing onto the sheets. It’s harder without lube—it hurts—but I like the pain. He incites me to ask for more. Eric squeezes me against him and slaps me again.

  “Fuck me, Jude . . . Fuck me.”

  I fuck him. His thrusts are devastating. Burning. I push back against him again and again until Eric holds me by the waist and pummels into me so hard that he makes me scream while an overwhelming orgasm drives us both over the top.

  We collapse on the bed as Dexter watches us from his chair. He clearly likes what he sees. Eric suggests we take a shower.

  “Everything all right, baby?” he asks when he and I are finally alone.

  “Yes.”

  I love how he fusses over me when it’s the two of us. The water slides over our bodies, and it feels good. I ask Eric why Dexter is in a wheelchair. He tells me it was because of a paragliding accident. That makes me sad. He’s so young . . . But Eric, demanding once more, kisses me. He doesn’t want to talk about that, and he drags me back to reality when he pushes the plug into my ass again. When we get out of the bathroom, Dexter is still where we left him, with the vibrator in his hand. He’s smelling it.

  “I love the smell of sex.”

  His eyes tell me
how badly he wants me, and, without thinking about it, I draw my face close to his and murmur, in my best Mexican Spanish from Emerald Madness, “Now you’re going to fuck me, Dexter.”

  Eric looks at me, surprised. Dexter looks at me, enthralled. What am I talking about?

  Neither of them understands what I’m saying. Dexter’s little guy doesn’t work. How can he do it? When I explain my idea to Eric, he smiles. With his help, we sit Dexter in an armless chair, and we fasten one of the vibrating dildos with a harness around his waist. Apparently amused, Dexter looks at the penis that sits erect on his lap.

  “God, it’s been a while since I’ve seen that!”

  Without another word, I kiss Eric. My ass is near Dexter’s face, and Eric pulls apart my cheeks and tempts him to move my butt plug. He does. Dexter gets into the game and pinches my buttocks to get them red. Eric kisses me and whispers in my mouth, “You drive me crazy, darling.”

  I grin. Eric grins.

  “Dexter, offer me my woman.”

  Dexter takes me by the hand, sits me down on top of him, and spreads my legs. He touches my plug with his hand and murmurs in my ear, “Goddess . . . you’re so hot. I love how adventurous you are.”

  I smile, and when Eric’s mouth settles over my vagina, I tense up. Dexter holds me down, and I sway back and forth while I gasp and moan from the wonderful things my love is doing to me. Wanting to get the two of them even hotter, I whisper, “Yes . . . Just like that . . . Don’t stop . . . Don’t stop . . . More . . . Oh yes! . . . I like that . . . Yes . . . Yes.”

  Eric’s tongue touches my clit again and again. He circles around it, taking it between his lips and sucking on it while Dexter offers me up and touches my breasts. He gets them hard with his fingertips; he pinches them. My Iceman continues to make love to my vagina with his mouth and draws crazy moans from me. Dexter’s breathing gets faster by the minute, and when Eric lifts me up in the air and penetrates me, all three of us gasp. My love holds me up against the wall to plunge forcefully into me again and again until we both finally come. Pleasured and still highly turned on, I look at Dexter.

  “Your turn,” I whisper.

  I straddle him and slide the dildo on the harness inside me. I give him the remote control, and he makes it vibrate. Dexter smiles. Like a porn-movie goddess, I slide up and down again and again in search of my own pleasure while I rub against him and my breasts bounce and sway close to his mouth. Dexter holds my waist with his hands and starts dancing to the same rhythm as I do. He pulls me again and again onto the dildo while I scream with pleasure.