Seduced By Them

Amber knew that it was wrong but she couldn’t look away. Their muffled moans and hushed whispers were too tantalizing to ignore. Their bedroom door was slightly ajar and she could see them perfectly; Darren was standing against the wall facing toward the door and Kelly was kneeling before him with her hands bound by black silk ribbon. She was completely naked and seeing her bare ass on display as she pleasured him with her mouth was making Amber flush with desire. 

“Good girl,” Darren purred. “Take my cock all the way. You know Daddy likes that.”

Amber bit her lower lip until she tasted blood. Her conscience advised her to walk away, to allow them to have a moment of privacy to themselves, but she was completely transfixed. 

“Mmm, good girl,” Darren said as he gently caressed her hair. “I love your hot, wet mouth on me. You suck me so good.”

It was pretty late at night and the entire house was still and silent. Amber had just put Areli and Luz to sleep in their cribs. The sound of Kelly’s lips and tongue lavishing him echoed throughout their bedroom and Amber fantasized lying on the bed as she avidly watched them from a mere few feet away while she touched herself. 

This is wrong, she thought as she forced herself to walk away from the erotic scene unfolding before her. It was time for her to go, anyway. She had done her part in taking care of the twins and putting them to sleep. She had wanted to say goodbye and had found them in that compromising position. 

She was walking away when she felt the soft caress of a male hand. “Leaving us so soon?”

Her entire body froze in panic and her throat tightened. When she slowly turned around, she saw Darren staring at her fondly. He had put on his boxers but she could still see his prominent bulge. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say or do. When he gently caressed her cheek, she closed her eyes and moaned. 

“You like what you saw?” he asked in a low whisper. 

She nodded. “Yes.”

His emerald eyes darkened with lust. “Then come watch. Get yourself comfortable on the bed. We won’t touch you. You can just watch.”

A wave of hesitation washed over her. “Mrs. K. is okay with this?”

He laughed. “You’re too cute. She’s the one that said to go get you afterI mentioned you were watching us.”

Amber’s cheeks flushed in a mixture of excitement and anxiety. “Really? I mean, I’ve always thought the both of you are super hot, but I thought I wasn’t good enough.”

He raised an eyebrow and grinned as he glanced at her from head to foot. “Well, for one, we gotta work on your confidence, baby girl. Second of all, you like girls?”

She nodded, smiling. His grin widened and he stepped back. 

“No pressure, little one. If you want to watch us, you’re welcome to join us.”

It had been so long since Amber had this much excitement. What did she have to lose? She silently followed him to the bedroom where Kelly was lying on the king size bed, patiently waiting for Darren to return. She was completely nude and the sumptuous sight of her toned, lean body made her dizzy with lust. Her nipples were hard and her legs were spread to show off her smooth, bare pussy that was glistening with arousal. 

“Look who decided to join us,” Darren said. 

“Ah, the little one,” Kelly purred. “I’m so delighted that you joined us.” She paused and winked at her. “You want to watch us fuck?”

Amber gulped. “Yes, Miss.”

“Mmm. I love how shy you are. It’s such a turn on. Let’s switch spots.”

Kelly got off the bed and Amber slipped off her sneakers before she hopped on the bed. The anxiety was subsiding and excitement was replacing it. She eagerly watched as Darren took of his boxers to unveil his erect cock that was still glistening with some of her saliva. Amber’s clit throbbed painfully as Kelly kneeled before him and gazed up at him.

“Choke on my cock,” Darren growled. 

Amber intently watched as Kelly took his entire length and girth into her mouth. She

barely gagged at all and her genuine enthusiasm turned Amber on immensely. Darren hissed as he took her long, blonde hair into his hand and pulled, hard. A moan escaped her and she didn’t pull away from him forcing his cock deeper into her throat. Amber found herself squirming on the mattress at the delicious sight of Darren deep throating her. Their passion was undeniable; it was intoxicating and electric. 

“Good girl,” Darren said in a low whisper. “Take all of me.”

Kelly’s gaze was set on Amber as her warm, honey brown eyes watered in reaction to Darren’s big, thick cock inside of her throat. It was so kinky and Amber found herself loving every moment of it. Their passion was genuine and real, unlike all of those fake pornos that were so popular. Darren let go of her and she pulled away so she could catch her breath. The delicious sight of her thick saliva trickling past her lips made Amber’s womb ache in fierce need. 

“I want you to put the plug inside of me, Daddy,” she said in a needy whisper. “Please.”

Darren hummed in approval. “Maybe we should ask Amber if she’s okay with seeing that.”

Kelly smiled in excitement. “Are you into ass play, little one?”

Amber could feel her cheeks flush. “I’m open minded.”

“I like that.” She winked at Amber. “I used to hate it before I met Darren. He makes it fun for me.”

Amber watched as Darren hopped off the bed to take out a black box that had a wide array of sex toys. There were some vibrators ranging from small ones that could wrap around your finger to bigger ones that were girthier. There was also a leather flogger, a pair of nipple clamps, several bottles of lube, and a few anal plugs. Amber was definitely intrigued. She watched intently as Darren took out a small plug that had a pretty purple jewel on the end. Her heart raced in anticipation as lust coursed through her petite body. 

“Can you lick my ass first, Daddy? I love feeling your hot, wet tongue in there.”

Darren grinned. “You’re so dirty.” 

Amber had never really experimented with any backdoor play, but she was definitely curious about it. She could totally see herself doing it with the right guy. Kelly got on her hands and knees and lifted her ass in the air. Darren growled in approval before he spread her and spat on her tight hole. She moaned when he slapped her ass and he wasted no time in slipping his tongue deep inside of her tight entrance. Her eyes rolled back as he began tongue fucking her ass. To Amber’s delight, she lowered her right hand to her clit while he voraciously licked her. 

“It feels so good,” she whispered. “Please don’t stop.”

Amber intently watched as Kelly lowered her upper body on the mattress while her hips were up in the air. She brought her right hand to her cunt and began to rub her clit. Amber wished that she was underneath her so that she could worship her with her mouth. While she had never had the chance to be with a woman, she had always fantasized about it. She often ached to pleasure a woman and to taste her sweet essence and have her slick juices all over her face. Just the mere thought had her clit pulsating in desire. 

“I’m so wet,” Kelly said. “I’m already so close.”

Darren’s response was to pull away from her so he could gently slip his middle finger inside of her back entrance. She shuddered uncontrollably as she rubbed her clit faster. Amber could feel her imminent orgasm and she struggled to contain herself. She didn’t have to look at her panties to know that they were soaked with desire. The sound of her fingering herself echoed in the silent room until a strangled moan escaped her. 

“I’m gonna come,” she urgently whispered. 

Amber stared at Kim as she surrendered to ecstasy. Her entire fit body trembled all over as she came hard. Her hips violently jerked as she rode the waves of exquisite pleasure until the release subsided. Amber bit down on her lip as she silently ached to suck on her fingers so she could taste her sweet essence. She had a feeling that Kelly tasted exquisite, and for a moment she considered asking her but she quickly changed her mind. 

“Enjoying the show, little one?” Darren’s question caught her off guard. Perhaps he sensed what she was fantasizing about because he was gazing at her with a mischievous grin. Was it that obvious?

“Yes,” she said. “Very much so. The both of you are so hot together.”

“Do you want me to fuck her pussy or her ass?”

Amber giggled as she stared at Kelly. “Whatever she wants.”

Kelly laid on her back and nimbly spread her legs. “Wreck my pussy, Daddy.”

Darren quickly came over to her and placed her long, lean legs on his broad shoulders. He slid the purple gem plug into her ass, which coaxed a moan out of Kelly. Amber watched as he slowly slid his throbbing, hard cock inside of her slick, tight entrance, inch by inch until he was fully inside of her. Her eyes reeled back as she got accustomed to his cock stretching her inner walls. Darren growled before he thrust into her, hard.

“Choke me while you fuck me, Daddy,” Kelly said. 

He brought his right hand to her throat to lightly squeeze her airway as he began fucking her hard and deep. Amber had always sensed that they were intimate with each other, but she would have never guessed that they were so kinky. Seeing his hand wrapped around her throat while he roughly fucked her was such a turn on and a whimper escaped her lips. 

“You like watching me fuck my hot wife, little one?” Darren asked in between thrusts. “Is it making you wet?”

“Yes, it is, Sir.” She squirmed on the bed. “My panties are soaked.”

“Mmm. I love to hear that.”

The sound of their delicious fucking filled the room and Amber could smell their intoxicating scent. She couldn’t restrain herself any longer and the pressure in between her legs had to be relieved. She quickly unbuttoned her pants and pulled down her zipper to reveal her freshly waxed pussy. She felt Darren’s heated gaze on her and he moaned in approval when she slipped off her pants and black panties to expose her pussy that was damp with desire. 

“Fuck yes,” he hissed as he slammed into Kelly, making the bed shake against the wall. “Finger that beautiful pussy for us.”

Amber’s gaze stayed on them as she brought her right hand to her cunt to get herself off. Kelly looked over at her and she moaned in approval as she stared at Amber fingering herself. The lust in the room was so palpable and nothing else mattered in that moment as they fed off each other’s pleasure. Amber’s cunt was so wet that she didn’t need any lube; her cunt flooded her finger in slick, hot desire and she knew that it wasn’t going to take long for her to orgasm.

“What are you thinking about, little one?” he asked as he roughly thrust into Kelly. 

“The both of you using me as your shared fuck toy. She can ride my face while you fuck me.”

“Mmm. That sounds so fucking hot. I love your kinky mind.”

It usually took Amber at least ten minutes to reach orgasm but she was so turned on that she was ready to orgasm. She wanted to come with them, though. She restrained herself from climaxing and patiently waited for them to get to orgasm as her womb clenched painfully for release. 

“I’m holding back so I can come with the two of you.”

“Is that so?” he said as he stopped thrusting into Kelly for a few moments. “Maybe we want to see you come alone. What do you say, babe?”

“Mmm.” She turned her attention to Amber. “That would be so hot.”

Much to her surprise, she blushed. “Oh. You want to watch me?”

“Of course.” He winked at her. “It’s only fair since you’ve been watching us. But we won’t force you unless you really want to. We want you to be comfortable.”

“And if you need a hand, or should I say a tongue, I’m right here.”

Hearing those sultry, promising words coming from Kelly made Amber’s cunt flood with even more arousal. She had never had a woman eat her out, but she had always fantasized about it. How would it feel to have her hot, wet tongue and lips on her sensitive folds? She would come so hard. And while her husband watched? Amber was trembling from lust at the mere thought. 

“I…I would love your tongue on me, Miss.”

A feral growl escaped her as she moved away from Darren, forcing him to slip out of her. They both stared at each other for a moment before Darren smiled in approval at her. 

“Kelly loves going down on women. She loves the taste of pussy. Don’t you, baby?”

She nodded eagerly as lust claimed her beautiful, tan face. Amber found herself feeling extremely nervous all of a sudden and despite her best efforts to relax, she felt herself tense when Kelly positioned herself below her. Kelly gingerly caressed her inner thighs and her soft touch immediately quelled her anxiety. 

“Just relax, baby girl. I’ll take good care of you.”

Her body visibly relaxed as she spread her legs for Kelly. She glanced over at Darren and a pang of lust claimed her when she saw him slowly stroking himself. His cock was so beautiful and she secretly ached to wrap her lips around the thick, prominent head so she could swirl her tongue around him. She wanted to taste him and worship him, pleasure him until he came into her mouth in surrender. His hot gaze lingered on Kelly as she kissed her way up Amber’s long, smooth legs until her mouth reached her inner core. 

“Fuck,” Darren hoarsely whispered. “So hot.”

A giggle escaped Kelly once her lips reached Amber’s smooth, soft labia. “You smell so fucking good, baby girl. I’m going to tongue fuck this little pussy so good. You’re so wet.”

A shiver coursed up Amber’s spine, forcing her entire body to tremble in anticipation. When she felt Kelly’s long, wet and hot tongue caress her inner folds, her eyes rolled back and a tiny squeak escaped her. 

“It feels so good,” Amber said. 

Darren began to stroke himself faster as Kelly wrapped her soft lips around Amber’s puffy, engorged clit. Amber loved seeing a man touch himself; his eyes were filled with undeniable lust and longing. His gaze was set on Kelly voraciously eating her out and his hard cock was still wet from Kelly’s arousal. Kelly slipped a finger inside of Amber’s slick entrance with no resistance, which coaxed a gasp from Amber. 

“I’m going to come if you keep doing that.”

Her words coaxed Kelly to wrap her soft lips around Amber’s swollen clit while she fingered her tight opening. Amber’s eyes rolled back as her womb tightened in that familiar need. She gripped the sheets as the waves of pleasure began unfurling in her cunt. 

“I’m coming,” she whispered. 

She didn’t want to wake up the little ones so she covered her mouth with her hand but the pleasure was too much. A raspy moan escaped her as she came all over Kelly’s mouth. It had been so long since Amber had been able to have a squirting orgasm and the ecstasy that overtook her body forced her hips to jerk away from Kelly. Darren hissed and quickly approached Amber and wrapped his strong hand around her throat 

“You sexy fucking slut,” he hissed. “Squirt on her again. I want to see that pussy gush.”

A tiny squeak escaped Amber upon hearing his primal, dominant words. Hearing and seeing this side of him was such a turn on for her. He was usually so soft spoken and sweet. Kelly began licking her clit and fingering her soaked cunt again and Amber’s body convulsed in delirious ecstasy as another orgasm gripped her. She would have screamed but Darren’s firm grip on her throat muffled it. Her petite body shook all over as she came again on Kelly’s face. So much gushed out that it splashed against her beautiful face and she moaned in approval. 

“Mmm, so fucking hot,” Kelly said. “I love how you come all over me.” She grinned at Darren. “You want to fuck her?”

Darren took away his hand from Amber and a tender expression claimed his handsome face. “Only if baby girl wants it.”

Amber met his gaze and giggled. “I’d love to be fucked by you, Sir.”

His eyes darkened with lust. “Dirty girl. I’ll fuck you deep and hard while Kelly rides your face. Do you like the sound of that?”

Amber’s cunt tightened in need. “That would be perfect.”

Kelly quickly positioned herself over Amber’s face and straddled her, placing her damp, slick folds directly over Amber’s mouth. She had never given oral to a girl but she had seen plenty of videos and it felt so natural with her. She felt Darren’s thick cockhead rub against her slippery, wet folds and she shivered at the sinful sensation. 

“Are you ready to get fucked, little girl?”

Amber moaned in approval. The delicious, musky feminine scent of Kelly’s pussy overwhelmed her but in a good way. The only thing that mattered in that moment was the visceral connection between the three of them. Even though Darren was big and thick, he slipped inside of her easily. The sensation of her womb being filled by him only fueled her insatiable lust. Amber stuck out her tongue so that Kelly could ride her face. Kelly moaned in approval as she began to grind herself against Amber’s loving mouth. 

“You’re so wet and tight,” Darren urgently whispered. “I’m not going to last long.”

Amber’s response was to squeeze her inner walls around his throbbing, hard cock. Her petite body shook as they both used her as their shared fuck toy. Kelly’s feminine, musky scent and taste filled her senses as Darren fucked her deep and hard. Darren hissed as he gripped Amber’s ample hips. 

“Rub that little clit, baby girl. I want that pussy gushing all over my cock.”

Amber was happy to obey his orders. She brought her right hand to her puffy clit and began to rub it. Having her cunt filled with his hard, thick cock while Kelly rode her face was too much for her and she found herself on the cusp of yet another orgasm. Darren stopped thrusting into her and intently watched as she fingered herself. Her hips bucked against him and her womb tightened, begging for release. Her skin tingled in electric pleasure and her back arched before she succumbed to ecstasy. 

“Come for us, baby doll.”

His words triggered her to come harder than she ever had. Her hips jerked up as her pussy gushed out her cum, splashing his shaft and clean shaven balls. She had never squirted this much before; it must have been five seconds until she completely finished. Kelly moaned as she rode her face harder. 

“I’m going to come,” she whispered. “Fuck.”

To Amber’s delight and surprise, Kelly’s sweet pussy gushed into her mouth as well. She moaned in approval as she eagerly swallowed every drop, not wanting it to go to waste. She loved feeling it gush down her throat and the way Kelly trembled on top of her. Her cum was the perfect combination of sweet and salty and she couldn’t help but giggle as Kelly hopped off to kiss her voraciously. 

“Mmm,” Kelly said as she gazed into Amber’s eyes. “I think I’m in love.”

Darren growled as he firmly grabbed her hips and placed her legs on top of his broad shoulders. She gasped as he thrust inside of her all of the way until all eight inches of him were deep inside of her. Kelly quickly positioned herself behind Amber and eagerly watched as she gently caressed her hair. 

“You look so beautiful while you’re getting fucked by my hubby, baby girl,” Kelly said. 

Darren’s lustful gaze hovered over Amber as he roughly thrust in and out of her warm, slick entrance. He was fucking her so hard that it was making the bed shake and her tits sway. The sexy sound of his heavy balls slapping against her filled the room along with his lustful moans. 

“Going to come so hard,” he whispered. 

“Give me your hot milk, Daddy. I need it inside of me.”

He gasped before he went completely still against her. His eyes rolled back as she felt his cock jerk in her cunt, flooding her womb in his hot, thick cum. She loved seeing him surrender to pleasure and the way his firm, toned legs shook was so sexy to her. She counted five strands of his hot cum gush inside of her, filling up her womb. Once he was done coming inside of her, he sighed in contentment and lowered his face to hers. 

“You belong to us now, kitten. We own you. Understood?”

She purred in happiness as Kelly kissed the top of her head. 

“Yes, sir.”

His Devoted Babygirl

“Wake up, little baby. Rise and shine.”

Luna’s ears perked up and she opened one eye to see Damien, her Master, sitting on the edge of the bed and gazing down at her with lust and affection. His fingers caressed her soft, pale cheek and arousal thrummed through her petite, curvy body as he slipped his middle finger inside her mouth. Her eyes immediately darted open and they locked gazes, eye fucking each other as she pretended his finger was his big, thick, veiny cock.

“Daddy needs his Princess before he goes to work,” he whispered. “I want to fuck that little whore mouth.”

His words coaxed a shiver from her. Her little cunt throbbed as she watched him stand up and walk over to the nightstand to retrieve the purple fuzzy handcuffs and black faux leather blindfold. After placing both of them on her, she shivered all over in anticipation upon hearing his zipper come undone before he joined her on the bed. He hissed as he quickly straddled her cute face and rubbed his straining, throbbing cock against her soft, pink lips.

“Stick your tongue out, my little slut. I want you gagging and slobbering all over this cock. Can you do that for Daddy?”

Her response was to swallow his entire length until her long tongue was resting against his heavy, large balls. He shuddered and hissed as he began thrusting in and out of her hungry mouth. The slippery, wet sounds of him throat fucking her reverberated throughout the still room, filling up her little body with unfiltered lust. His balls rubbed against her little nose and a whimper escaped her when he slipped out of her mouth and stroked himself as he brought his clean, shaved ass to her tongue.

“Fuck Daddy’s ass, baby doll. Be a good girl.”

Luna loved worshiping her sexy, handsome Daddy. There was nothing better than orally servicing him. He moaned and shuddered all over as she plunged her long, wet tongue deep inside of him. He rode her tongue and fervently stroked his long, thick cock until his legs violently shook and he gasped.

“Fuck!” He roughly pulled her long, wavy blonde hair. “You make me come so fast and hard.”

His fingers trembled against her scalp as she swirled her tongue in his most intimate, sacred spot. He cried out her name and quickly pulled away to come on her face. The thick, hot ropes of cum landed on her cute face and she made sure to keep her mouth wide open to taste some of his delicious seed. A few strands fell on her tongue and she eagerly savored his warm, salty essence before she swallowed every drop.

“Daddy tastes so good,” she whispered. “I love being his little cum slut.”

“Mm. I will reward you later, my little minx. For now, Daddy has to go to work. When I come back, I will wreck that little pussy so good until you can’t walk straight.”

Seducing Her By The Pool Pt. 1

Shawnee sat by the edge of the pool, staring avidly at the stunning, buxom blonde Latina happily swimming in the pristine hotel pool. She was absolutely stunning, with shimmering, tan skin, inviting feminine curves, and gorgeous hazel eyes. And of course, a pair of luscious, C-cup breasts that were making Shawnee salivate with desire; they looked so perfect in the black push-up bathing suit top that fitted her so well. She sighed in wistful desire as she unabashedly stared at the beautiful Latina stranger dipping her head in and out of the water, smiling and laughing. She probably has a handsome boyfriend or husband, Shawnee thought to herself in dismay. Besides, if she were into women, she wouldn’t like me. I’m too skinny and look like a pre-teen boy. 

Her negative self-talk was halted, however, when the buxom Latina stopped swimming and looked over at Shawnee, staring at her straight in the eyes. A surge of electricity pulsed through Shawnee as she quickly looked away and fought hard to not blush too profusely. Shit, I’ve been caught being a total creep, she thought to herself. When a few seconds passed by and she looked back into the pool, she realized to her complete dismay that the beautiful stranger had left. Loneliness gnawed at her heart and she was about to get up when she felt a seductive, feminine presence right next to her. 

“Hello, beautiful.”

Shawnee quickly looked over to her right and to her complete surprise, found herself staring at the luscious Latina from the pool. A primal shiver overtook Shawnee’s petite, thin body as she felt the sexy stranger’s penetrating gaze boring into her. Shawnee gulped as her gaze uncontrollably lowered to the beautiful woman’s C-cup breasts and she noticed that her nipples were straining against the black, wet fabric. Fuck me, Shawnee thought to herself. 

“Hi,” Shawnee managed to squeak out. “How is the pool?”

“Wonderful.” She tilted her head and smiled coyly. “Care to join me?”

Shawnee shook her head. “I’m okay. I went in earlier. I was actually going to get a drink right now.” She felt her cheeks flush before she smiled. “Can I buy you one?”

“Claro que si. What were you going to drink?”

“Hm. I was thinking about ordering a strawberry daiquiri.”

“That sounds perfect.” She grinned, flashing Shawnee a stellar smile. “My name is Esme. What is yours, beautiful?”

Shawnee shivered as Esme undeniably checked her out from top to bottom. “Shawnee.” She recoiled in embarrassment. “My mom was a hardcore Texas woman. She thought it was cute. I think it’s cringe-worthy.”

“Shawnee. I love it!” Esme jumped up in excitement, making her full breasts bounce. “Let me get my shawl and I’ll join you at the bar, okay?”

Shawnee watched her walk away, mesmerized by her confidence and natural beauty. The woman was obviously a sex goddess, with the perfect curvy body that definitely had the attraction of every straight male in the vicinity. She watched Esme’s sexy, full ass jiggle underneath the small fabric of the bottom of her swimsuit. Shawnee bit her lower lip, fighting in vain to stop the barrage of erotic, sensual images that were assaulting her. The heady, scintillating image of Shawnee sucking on Esme’s taut, sensitive nipples as she finger fucked her tight, wet cunt forced a whimper from Shawnee and only worsened the pulsating heat radiating from her pussy. 

She’s just going to have drinks with you as a friend, Shawnee scolded herself as she watched Esme retrieve her tie-dye blue shawl and excitedly walk back to Shawnee. I could never have a chance with such an exquisite, delectable woman, she thought to herself as Esme cheerily grinned and stared at Shawnee with a sultry expression.

“Totally ready for some delicious daiquiris, love.” 

***

Half an hour later, Shawnee and Esme were laughing and so close to each other, they could have been mistaken for best friends. But the lust coursing between the both of them was undeniable and transparent in the way that they were both gazing at each other affectionately and with fire hot desire smoldering in their eyes. Since Shawnee was a Psychology major, she knew that Esme was definitely attracted to her by the way Esme’s legs were directed toward her and how she kept staring at Shawnee, completely ignoring the intrigued stares of the handsome men that inquisitively glanced at them. 

“You are such a guy magnet,” Shawnee said as she sipped the remainder of the daiquiri. “You have the perfect body. I wish I could have one like yours.”

Esme smiled seductively and brushed her fingers over Esme’s bare thigh. “You are too kind. I am flattered, really. But I wish I could have your fit body. I’ve always been kind of chunky.”

“I don’t think you’re chunky at all. You’re a sexy, gorgeous goddess.”

Shawnee froze as she realized the impact of her words. Terror struck through her, rendering her immobile for a few moments. Until Esme gingerly caressed her cheek and brought herself closer to Shawnee. 

“Look, baby doll,” she whispered in a low, seductive tone. “I know that we both want each other. We have a connection that is undeniable. How about we take this to my room? You can drink some champagne while I take a shower and clean off this chlorine from my body. How does that sound?”

Five minutes later, Shawnee found herself in Esme’s suite.  Her accommodations were so much nicer than Shawnee’s; the large living room was the size of Shawnee’s room and there was even a lavish kitchen with an elegant refrigerator. Red cushioned plush velvet couches adorned the middle of the living room and Shawnee sat there patiently, trying her best to regain her sense of composure as she quickly gulped down her second glass of champagne. 

When she heard the bathroom door close shut, she wasn’t prepared for the succulent sight of Esme in a black silk transparent teddy that showcased her full breasts and smooth curves. Shawnee unabashedly stared in complete silence as her jaw slightly dropped and her own nipples tightened in undeniable arousal. 

“Everyone looks good in black, right?” Esme huskily whispered. “I have a pair of black fuck-me stilettos. Should I be a bad girl and wear them on the bed?”

Shawnee almost spilled her glass of champagne as she sat on the edge of the plush couch, watching Esme approach her with a glint of delicious lust glimmering in those intoxicating hazel eyes. “Nothing bad about wearing a pair of sexy goddess shoes on the bed. I think it should happen more often, actually.”

“I completely agree, beautiful.”

Shawnee’s heart thumped wildly underneath her tiny ribcage the closer Esme approached her. When the beautiful, buxom Latina straddled Shawnee and her full C-cup breasts were mere inches from her face, she closed her eyes and struggled to not tremble too violently. 

“You’re so nervous, baby doll,” Esme gently whispered. “Is this your first time with a woman?”

Shawnee opened her eyes and forced herself to look at Esme. “Yes.”

Shawnee felt herself relax when Esme gently caressed her right cheek. Women are so sensual and patient, she thought to herself. Besides the one sensual man she had hooked up with a few months ago, most men were brainwashed by mainstream porn and did not believe in foreplay at all. So Esme’s caress was like a balm to her frantic nerves. Her anxiety immediately subsided and she firmly grabbed Esme’s soft, inviting hips, pulling her closer. 

“But I’m not afraid,” Shawnee softly but firmly said. 

The electric hot heat between them exploded as Shawnee initiated the passionate, succulent kiss between them. Esme moaned loudly as Shawnee gripped her full ass and swirled her tongue into her mouth, loving the soft, sensual feel of her entire being. Already, she wanted more. She wanted to taste her. Fuck her with her loving, long tongue. 

“Let me fuck you with my mouth, baby,” Shawnee said. “I want to make you come so hard.”

“Fuck me,” Esme tautly whispered. “You’re going to be the end of me.”

An idea suddenly sprung up in Shawnee’s erotic, kinky mind. “Let’s go to the pool and make love there. It’s closed, but we should be able to sneak in.”

Esme raised an eyebrow and grinned. “I love your way of thinking, sexy girl.”

Shawnee certainly didn’t consider herself a ‘good girl’ by any accounts, but trespassing after hours at the pool was something she had certainly never done. A part of her got a little paranoid, thinking that they were going to get busted by security, but once she saw how dark and secluded the pool became at night, she no longer felt that twinge of fear. The gate wasn’t even locked, even though it should have been.

“Looks like lady luck is on our side tonight.” Esme winked at her. “We should go by that far corner of the pool. The shadows will help to conceal us.”

A rush of excitement bristled through Shawnee as she followed Esme to the back of the pool, where they could be hidden by the dark. I can’t believe I’m doing this, she thought to herself as they finally reached the back corner of the pool and Esme reached out her hand to Shawnee, pulling her in for a deep, passionate kiss that ignited every cell in her body. Shawnee moaned and shivered as Esme darted her tongue inside at the same time that she wandered her hands down to Shawnee’s small yet sensitive breasts. Her clit throbbed even more when Esme broke the kiss to suck on Shawnee’s vulnerable neck. 

“Oh my God,” Shawnee whispered. “Feels so good.”

Esme’s tongue lathered her sensitive skin with warmth but she was a greedy girl, she wanted more. She whimpered and squirmed underneath Esme’s touch as she envisioned Esme tongue fucking her hard and deep. Esme chuckled and trailed her soft fingers down her small back before bringing her mouth to Shawnee’s left ear. 

“Do you want more, my sweet girl?”

Shawnee nodded vigorously. “Yes, please. I need…”

“What do you need, my love?”

A few seconds passed before Shawnee finally whispered, “I need your mouth on me.”

“You mean my wet, hot tongue buried deep in your pussy? I would love nothing more.”

Shawnee gasped as Esme gently pulled her down to the edge of the pool. Esme stealthily dipped into the pool and purred at the same time that she gently pulled Shawnee’s legs apart.

“Give me that sweet pussy,” Esme growled. “Take off your panties and place your legs on my shoulders “

The only sound were the crickets echoing throughout the silent night air. After Shawnee slipped off her panties, she gasped as Esme aggressively placed her thin yet toned legs on her bare shoulders. The sexy, primal expression on Esme’s beautiful tan face almost made Shawnee come alone. So when she felt Esme’s soft, warm lips against her bare labia, Shawnee gasped and involuntarily trembled. 

“So sensitive,” Esme whispered. “I love how sensitive you are to me.”

Shawnee’s back arched as Esme lapped away at her drenched core. Her entire body was shaking and her hips had a mind of their own; she was so hypnotized by Esme’s wet, long, talented tongue fucking her that she didn’t see him at first. A stranger. A silent viewer. A voyeur. 

Shawnee almost screamed in panic until she noticed that the stranger was beautiful. He was extremely handsome; he was illuminated by the lamppost to the left of him, allowing Shawnee to discern some of his features. And her womb throbbed when she lowered her gaze and noticed his large right hand stroking his big, thick cock…

“Please don’t stop,” she whispered out loud. “It feels so fucking good.”

Esme began tongue fucking her faster and harder, so much so that her large breasts swayed with every thrust and her little cunt felt like it was going to explode. When she met the heady, enraptured expression of the handsome stranger, she felt her imminent orgasm approaching already. It hadn’t even been five minutes and she was already succumbing to Shawnee’s decadent tongue. Just seeing his masculine face contort in pleasure as he stroked himself set Shawnee off; her back arched and her legs tensed on Esme’s shoulders before her womg tightened in absolute pleasure.

“Fuck yes!” she screamed out loud. “I’m coming!”

Shawnee’s legs violently trembled on her shoulders as raw, unfiltered pleasure coursed through her womb, paralyzing her with ecstasy. She was like a cat in heat, moaning and shuddering uncontrollably. Esme slipped her long, hot tongue further into Shawnee’s pussy at the same time that she rubbed her nose against her puffy, swollen clit, which sent her into delirium. She was going to come again and it hadn’t even been a full minute since she had climaxed. When Shawnee looked over at the handsome stranger, her womb tightened at the sight of him spitting on his beautiful, big cock to use it as lube.

“Fuck me,” Shawnee said. “Make me come again, baby. Please.”

Esme tongue fucked her hard and deep as Shawnee stared at the sexy voyeur stroke his slippery shaft. He cradled his heavy, smooth shaven balls with his free hand and his face contorted in pleasure suddenly. Shawnee’s cunt tightened and her hips jerked against Esme’s skilled tongue as she closed her eyes and covered her mouth to stifle the scream of divine pleasure that escaped her. Tremors of ecstasy wracked her body and arousal seeped from her at the same time that the voyeur came. His hips jerked violently and Shawnee avidly watched as the thick, white-hot jets of cum gushed out of him, spilling onto the ground. Esme purred in approval before she kissed Shawnee’s drenched pussy lips.

“Good girl.” A devious smile grew on her beautiful face. “Did you enjoy our sexy voyeur?”

Shawnee’s body stiffened. “You noticed him, too.”

Esme glanced over at the silent spectator, who was watching them eagerly with rapt attention. Esme giggled and suddenly took off her sheer baby doll teddy to expose her luscious, nude body.

“So, are we going to ask him to join us? Or do you want him to keep watching us?

~~To be continued~~

His Office Kitten Pt. 1

He is such an asshole, Maritza thought to herself as she completed the last bit of filing for her boss, Mr. Bryant Richardson. But such a hottie. She had overheard her coworkers talking about him earlier in the breakroom, of how he had just ended his ten-year marriage to his high school sweetheart. Apparently, she was a mega asshole that made his life a living hell. While she empathized with him, she still found his workplace demeanor unacceptable and demeaning.

“You need to get properly fucked, Boss Man,” she spoke out loud as she filed away the last document for him.

“I don’t get fucked, darling. I do the fucking.”

Maritza’s eyes widened and her cheeks flushed. When she turned around and set her gaze on him, she froze and gulped. He was looking especially delicious in his navy three-piece suit, black tie, and black leather dress shoes. His forest green eyes pierced into her very soul, making her sensitive nipples harden and her clit throb incessantly. She couldn’t deny her visceral arousal to him. And when he approached her and gently caressed her tan, smooth cheek, she shivered.

“Tell me, baby girl. Would you go tell on me if I ravaged you right now?”

She firmly shook her head. “Of course not, sir.”

“Mm.” His heavy-lidded eyes scanned down her curvy, Latina body. “I’ve always coveted you, little one. Even when I was married. You are so beautiful and sexy.”

“I am?”

“Of course. I’d have to be blind to not acknowledge your beauty.”

She inhaled his masculine scent and a rush of unfiltered adrenaline coursed through her body as she slowly brought her hand to his crotch. A hiss escaped Bryant as she stroked his erect, straining cock through his slacks.

“I’m so sensitive,” he whispered. “I haven’t touched myself for two weeks.”

“You’re so big, sir.” She giggled and sweetly nuzzled his jaw with her forehead. “I want to stroke you and make you come hard. Can I do that?”

His eyes rolled back. “Fuck yes, baby doll. Stroke my big, fat cock and make me come everywhere. So much is going to come out.”

Another giggle escaped her before she gingerly kissed his neck, which was a little fuzzy, just the way she loved. Bryant quickly pulled down his zipper and pulled out his thick, veiny nine-inch cock, which had a big drop of pre-cum on the slit. Maritza moaned as she used it as lubrication and slowly began to stroke him. He shuddered when she spat on his cockhead and used her warm, slick spit to work his throbbing member.

“Yes,” he said through gritted teeth. “Stroke me faster, baby. Squeeze it harder.”

Maritza did as she was told. He was so hard yet so soft at the same time; she loved hearing the wet, slippery sounds of her little hand working up and down his big cock. With her free hand, she cupped his heavy, smooth-shaven balls and gently massed them, coaxing a sexy moan from him.

“I’m going to come.” He violently shuddered against her. “I’m going to come so hard. Fuck!”

His hips jerked against her and Maritza avidly watched as his beautiful cock spurted out strand after strand of hot, thick cum. He hissed and his knees buckled from the forceful orgasm that she so lovingly gave him. She purred and stared at the pools of cum on the floor before she gently kissed him. A moan escaped her when he placed his hands on her round ass and deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue into her mouth, tasting her.

“My turn,” he growled into her ear. “Turn around, baby doll.”

She whimpered. “You’re going to make me come so hard, Daddy.”

“Mm. You promise, princess? You’re not going to fake it for me?”

“Of course not, Sir. I don’t lie.”

“We’ll see about that.”

Maritza gasped as he swiveled her around until her ass was pressed against his crotch. With his mouth still on her ear, he slowly caressed her body before he lifted her skirt and pulled aside her thong to expose her trimmed, drenched cunt. She avidly stared as his middle finger moved up and down her slit and she moaned when he growled into her ear.

“So fucking wet,” he whispered. “I can’t wait to be balls deep in this pussy and make it come hard.”

She swiveled her hips against his hand. “Choke me and call me your little slut, Sir. Please.”

He quickly wrapped his left hand around her throat and lightly choked her. Her eyes rolled back and more arousal seeped from her cunt, flooding his finger in slick warmth. Her womb throbbed painfully for release, but she denied herself the orgasm, wanting to prolong the delicious pleasure he was giving her.

“Mm, my little slut,” he whispered. “I love how fucking wet you are. Be a good girl and come for Daddy. Come for me.”

Maritza screamed his name out loud as her womb contracted and she jerked away from him before she squirted all over his hand. She whimpered and her knees buckled as she violently shook all over. Bryant growled and lightly smacked her sopping wet cunt.

“Fuck yes.” He choked her a little harder. “Squirt again for me, my little fuck doll. Drench my hand in your cum.”

Her legs violently shook and her knees buckled before she whimpered and came even harder than before. Bryant hissed as her cum gushed out of her, creating a small pool on the floor in between her legs. She gasped when he lifted her skirt all the way up and he pressed his wet, hard cock against her drenched opening. They both stood completely still before he gently kissed her ear.

“Is this okay?” he whispered.

She smiled. “Yes, Sir. Please fuck me as hard as you want. I have an IUD so you can come inside of me if you want.”

“Mm. My sexy baby doll. I’d love to fill you up.”

In one single thrust, Bryant slipped inside of her. All nine inches of his manhood nestled perfectly in her womb, and Maritza’s eyes rolled back. More arousal seeped out of her as he quickly pulled out her C-cup breasts and massaged them with his warm hands.

“Between these luscious tits and your wet, tight pussy, I’m going to come so fast.”

A strangled moan escaped her as he thrust in and out of her cunt. She leaned back against him, wanting to feel his thick cock on her sensitive G-spot. He tweaked her taut nipples between his forefinger and thumb as he thrust against her faster and faster. When he pulled her nipples and bit down on her neck, she screamed.

“Bryant!” Her body violently shook. “I’m going to come if you keep doing that. Please don’t stop.”

Bryant bit down a little harder and she saw stars as her cunt tightened around his cock and she jerked away from him. She almost fell to the floor as her cum gushed out of her for at least five seconds. He squeezed her breasts harder and growled before he slipped back into her drenched, tight hole.

“My little fuck doll. I love when you squirt all over my big, fat cock. I want you to ride me while I suck on your tits.”

Maritza almost came from his mere words. After he pulled out of her, he lied down on the hardwood floor and stared at her with so much carnal lust. She carefully straddled him and took him inch by delicious inch until he was completely inside of her. A moan escaped her when he wrapped his arms around her and brought her close to him until her breasts were on his face. He squeezed them together and sucked on her hard, erect nipples at the same time that he thrust upward. Her whole body shook in delirium as she bounced on top of him and whimpered like a cat in heat.

“Daddy!” she screamed. “I’m gonna come so hard!”

Ecstasy unfurled through her as her cunt squeezed him like a vice; her body involuntarily pulled away and she gushed all over him. Her cum drenched his cock and spilled all the way down to his heavy balls. Her body convulsed all over and it took her a full minute to regain control. When she nimbly turned around and began to ride him with her back turned to him, he gasped and shivered.

“Fuck!” He hissed. “I’m going to come, baby. Oh God.”

She made sure to milk his cock by tightening her inner muscles and she purred in approval when his thighs shook. His cock twitched before he spurted his hot seed deep inside of her. Maritza smiled as he clutched onto her hips tightly and moaned out her name. He surprised her when he pinned her down to the floor and passionately kissed her.

“My beautiful, sexy baby girl. You’re mine now. All mine.”

***

Maritza couldn’t stop smiling. She knew that it was just sex with him, and she certainly didn’t expect anything more with him, but she felt so giddy and excited. The truth was that Bryant enthralled her; he was the best lover she ever had. He even took care of her after they had their kinky, erotic session by helping her look proper again and brushing her hair. Even though she had left the office with shaky legs that were sore, she was happy. And the cum that seeped out of her cunt as she took the bus home only made it even more scintillating. 

The next day was Friday. The whole office was abuzz with excitement over the weekend. Several of her coworkers were gossiping in the breakroom and Maritza’s ears perked up when she heard Bryant’s name. Apparently one of them had seen him come into the office with a grin instead of his usual frown and scowl. They all concluded that he had found a new girlfriend and she couldn’t help but blush and smile herself. 

When the clock hit 9:45 AM, she entered the conference room for the weekly briefing. Maritza knew that business hadn’t been going very well lately and that was part of the reason why he was so upset lately. Excitement thrummed through her when she saw Bryant sitting at the head of the large table. Their eyes locked for a few seconds and she couldn’t help but blush as he winked and grinned at her. She tried fighting the wave of memories that assaulted her at that moment, and she wanted to keep it professional so she sat at the far end of the table so she wouldn’t distract Bryant. When he stood up and walked over to her, she stiffened and her heart hammered in her tiny chest like a jackhammer. He gently placed his hands on her shoulders, which made her shiver in immediate arousal.

“I regret to inform you that the meeting has been canceled. We will reconvene on Monday morning.”

“Oh. I was not aware.”

Her entire body shook as he brought his mouth to her right ear. “That was done deliberately. You’re going to be a good girl and lean back against the wall so I can taste you. I want to taste you and drink from you. Do you have any objection to that?”

~To be continued~  

Daddy’s Sweet Girl

God, I need to please someone so badly, but I have no one, Amber thought to herself as she pressed her forehead against the window and lightly skimmed her aching sex through her black panties. She felt defeated and disappointed; she finally had a good job that she genuinely enjoyed with great coworkers, but she ached to please someone, to be used by that person and be shown affection, too. A difficult balance to achieve, but one that was not impossible.

Pleasuring herself only made it worse, so she continued to lightly skim her wet folds through the black lace panties before she brought her left hand to her left breast, tautly pulling the nipple. Staring outside at the constant yet comforting flow of traffic on Park Avenue, Amber felt the first tear fall from her right eye. She closed her eyes and sobbed violently. Why do I have all of this passion and yearning inside of me if no one is here to receive it?

When she felt the fingers skim through her long, wavy hair, she thought that she was hallucinating. But then she felt the presence right behind her, heard the faint breathing, and she finally turned around. The last person that she expected to see was her coworker and friend, Ethan, staring back at her intently.

He didn’t say a word as he gently wiped away her tears and caressed her flushed cheeks. Amber was speechless; she couldn’t even take away her hands from her body in such a compromising position. She stared at her coworker, a good friend of hers that had no idea of the sultry siren that lived inside of her. Until now.

“A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be crying,” he whispered before he kissed her forehead. “How can I make you feel better?”

Amber’s thoughts immediately went to the one act that she craved more than anything; to pleasure a sweet, kind man with her mouth, to worship him and make him feel ecstasy in its purest form…

She remained quiet as she dropped down to her knees and looked up at him eagerly with her honey brown eyes, exalted by the sight of his handsome face looking down at her, wearing his black dress shirt and black slacks with a red tie. Amber had always thought that Ethan was handsome, attractive even. But she had always believed that he was out of her league. Perhaps she had been wrong?

“Use me,” she tautly whispered. “Ravage me. Fuck my mouth like it’s a pussy.”

Ethan moaned as she rubbed him through his pants; she loved the way that he hardened so quickly underneath her touch. She envisioned his balls in her mouth, greedily sucking on them as he furiously stroked himself, and the carnal image brought more liquid heat to her cunt.

“Baby, I would love that…but I don’t want to hurt you. You were just crying. I don’t want to take advantage of you like that.”

“But what if that brings me pleasure? To worship you with my mouth and hand? To swallow your hot seed, feeling it gush down my throat?”

Ethan growled as he stepped back. “Goddamn. You are so fucking sexy. You want to be my fuck toy?”

“Yes, please!” Amber excitedly said. “I need that.”

“Let me take you home. We’ll shower together and I’ll ravage you the way you want.”

Amber literally swayed on her feet. “God, yes. That sounds so perfect. I’d love that.”

“Let’s go then.” He grinned at her. “You got me excited now.”

***

When they got to Ethan’s apartment, Amber was overwhelmed with so much lust coursing through her petite body. She didn’t just want Ethan; she needed him. After he closed the door and locked it, he made her gasp when he grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her against the wall. His heated, sultry gaze bore into her soul and Amber felt her nipples tighten and her womb ache in response.

“The quiet ones are always the kinkiest. How did I know you were a nymph, Amber? Hiding behind your books and journals.”

Amber gulped and shivered as he brought his mouth to her parted lips and kissed her; he kissed her so passionately and without restraint, taking away her darkness and replacing it with erotic bliss. Her panties were so damp with arousal and she felt more heat radiate from her core as he brought those delicious lips to her right ear.

“We’re going to shower together. I’m going to clean you. And then I’m going to fuck your pretty little face so good on my bed. Understood?”

“Oh my God. Yes, sir.”

“Good girl. Follow me.”

Amber felt like she was floating as she followed him to his bedroom, which was so neat and organized. The walls were a warm shade of gray. A small collection of books hung above the bed on a shelf, along with a small bamboo plant and a candle. Ethan reverted her attention back to him, shivering when she saw the unfiltered look of desire on his handsome face. She gasped as he brought his hand to her smooth, tan face and let his fingertips slowly graze her sensitive skin.

“Strip for me, beautiful,” he said. “I want to see that sexy body.”

Ethan stepped back and Amber felt a myriad of emotions flutter through her; she felt excitement and dread because while she had lost so much weight over the past year, she still had her soft tummy, which she felt very self-conscious about. Ethan sensed her unease because he quickly walked over to her and kissed her forehead gently.

“It’s okay, darling,” he whispered. “I don’t want to force you to do anything that you’re uncomfortable with. I’ll take a quick shower and I’ll be right back, okay?”

She smiled as relief quickly eclipsed the dread. “Thank you, sir. I’ll be here waiting.”

Ethan grinned before he turned around and went into the bathroom, which was connected to his bedroom. Amber sat down on the bed and found that she was a little nervous until she saw the large gray stuffed bunny resting against the pillow. Amber couldn’t help but pick him up and hug him, loving how he smelled like Ethan and how soft and comforting he felt. Amber continued to hold him tightly for the next five minutes, feeling the anxiety crumble away with every passing moment.

“You look so perfect with my stuffed bunny. His name is Plushy. Not very original, I know. My seven year old self was rather lazy.”

“I love it.” Amber nuzzled his soft head and smiled up at Ethan. “It’s perfect.”

Ethan walked over to Amber with the towel wrapped around his waist and she found herself staring at his beautiful body. She’d never been with someone as gorgeous as him. She gently set aside Plushy and quietly knelt before him, eagerly looking up at him.

“My beautiful girl, so ready to please me,” he said as he gently caressed her hair.

“Let me make love to you, please,” she whispered as she kissed him above his navel, making him shiver. “I need you in my mouth.”

“I will feed you my cock, darling. But first, I need to kiss you. Come up here.”

Amber obediently stood up and felt her knees buckle as he cradled her face in his large, protective hands and reeled her in for a passionate, delirious kiss that forced her to sway. Their lips felt so right together, and Amber’s heart leapt at the way he savored her with his hands, roaming his palms and fingertips over her soft body. It was as if he knew exactly what she liked, what she needed. When she slipped her tongue into his mouth, he groaned and grew harder underneath his towel. Amber couldn’t help but lower her hand down to his straining erection to rub him earnestly, forcing a growl from Ethan.

“You make me so hard,” he tautly whispered. “I’m aching for you. Lie down on the bed, my little minx.”

Amber purred happily, moaning in response as she lied down on his bed and patiently waited for him. Just knowing that she was going to feel his hard, throbbing cock down her little throat was making Amber so wet with anticipation. When he finally took off the towel and joined her on the bed, Amber found herself mesmerized by his cock, which was so thick, long, and beautiful. He was also completely shaved, which Amber wasn’t used to. His balls were so big and full as well, which turned her on immensely.

“Are you ready for my cock, my sweet little slut?” Ethan asked as he carefully positioned himself over her face. “I want you to drool on my cock. Make it nice and wet and slippery. I want your spit everywhere.”

Amber didn’t say anything as she closed her eyes and brought her soft lips to the tip of his throbbing cock, which already had a bead of pre-cum on the slit. Ethan shuddered and moaned as she trailed her tongue down the shaft of his sensitive cock, all the way down to his aching, heavy balls. Her cunt throbbed almost painfully as she focused on his delicious masculine scent, which was clean and invigorating. Lust flickered deep in her womb and her nipples tightened in response to his erotic moans and uncontrollable trembling. Amber kissed her way back up his thick, long cock and slowly began to suckle on the fat head, feeding off his visceral reactions of erotic pleasure.

“Yes, suck it nice and slow, baby,” he whispered. “Your tongue feels so good on me.”

“I need you down my throat. Please ride my face, baby.”

Amber spit on his cock and wrapped her right hand around his throbbing length, using her warm saliva as lubrication. Ethan cursed as she slowly and deftly stroked him a few times before guiding his luscious cock down her throat. Even though he was so thick and long, he slid down her throat so perfectly. Ethan gasped as he lowered himself on the bed and slowly thrust in and out of her inviting mouth. She could feel him trembling all over as she wrapped her arms around his hips, forcing him to go deeper.

“Oh my God,” Ethan whispered in a shaky voice. “Your tight throat is milking my cock so good. My dirty little cock whore.”

Amber’s pussy was soaking wet yet her entire body felt on fire as he fucked her mouth with slow, deep thrusts. Her spit was everywhere, on his luscious cock, streaming down her cheeks, on her neck. The delicious sounds of his cock slipping in and out of her throat were enough to make her involuntarily thrust her hips against the air.

Ethan growled before he said, “I’m not going to last long. You are too good. I am going to come so hard. Fuck!”

His hips jerked violently against her as his legs shuddered and the first thick strand of cum shot down her throat. He moaned her name as she eagerly swallowed all of his cum. She loved feeling his warm, sweet semen trickle down her throat and she was genuinely surprised when he pulled out and brought his heavy balls to her mouth as he stroked himself.

“Suck them, my slutty fuck toy,” he urgently whispered. “Drain my balls again. I want to see your beautiful face covered in my seed.”

Amber moaned and quickly brought her mouth to his left testicle to gently suck on it while she massaged the right one with her hand. She felt delirious with lust as he furiously touched himself until his balls tightened in her mouth and hand. Ethan growled and roughly pulled her hair, motioning her to lift her head.

“Coming,” he hissed as his fingers trembled against her scalp.

Amber closed her eyes and moaned as she felt Ethan’s warm, thick strands of cum land on her face. Even though he had already come, there was still so much of his seed on her forehead, cheeks, and lips. He pulled away to grab a tissue from the nightstand and wipe her face. Once she was fully clean, he wrapped his lean arm around her back and nodded toward the pillows.

“Lie down with me,” he said. “Rest your head on my chest.”

Amber quickly did as she was told. She wasn’t used to guys being so affectionate, but she loved that Ethan wanted to snuggle. He set his head against the pillow and Amber rested her head on his broad chest. Ethan traced invisible patterns on her arm as she inhaled his scent and lingered in the simple moment.

“You are mine now,” Ethan whispered. “You are my sweet little fuck toy. Whenever you are sad, you will tell me, understood?”

“Yes, sir.” Amber smiled so hard upon hearing his words.

“Good girl.”

At The Adult Store

I am sitting on the chair patiently in the viewing booth while I await your arrival. On the screen is a sexy lesbian couple, kissing and caressing each other, which is making me very wet and aroused. A whimper escapes me before I hear you enter the room. My heart is racing in my little chest and a shiver overtakes me before I feel your big, strong hands caressing my smooth, bare shoulders.

“Open those legs for me, little one.”

I do as I’m told and spread open my legs. Of course, I am not wearing any underwear and I gasp as your fingers glide over my bare, wet lips. You hum in approval and place your other hand on my left breast, gently squeezing it.

“Watch the movie as I finger fuck you, little one,” you whisper into my ear.

Your middle finger glides up and down my wet, hot slit and I moan in absolute pleasure as I watch the two sexy women on the screen begin to fuck each other. They are in the sixty-nine position and I love the way they are licking and tongue-fucking each other. My cunt gets wetter with each stroke of your finger and I gasp when you wrap your hand around my little throat, choking me slightly.

“You will come when I tell you to. Understood?”

I nod and I try my best to not orgasm yet, even though I am already there. My entire body is shaking and the sexy, slick sounds of the porno and my own cunt are threatening to make me come any second. But I patiently wait. Until you growl into my ear and smack my left breast, hard.

“Come now, my little slut.”

I shut my eyes and a loud moan escapes me as I succumb to the delicious crescent of pleasure. My pussy tightens and I tremble all over as I squirt all over the floor. You hiss as my cum trickles down my bare legs and splashes onto the floor before you tighten your grip on my throat.

“More,” you eagerly whisper. “I want more.”

You slide your expert finger faster up and down my drenched labia until I have to cover my mouth with my hand to muffle the scream that escapes me. My hips buck and my squirt gushes out of me, completely drenching your hand and my inner thighs with the slick wetness. My orgasm lasts for about five seconds until I collapse on the chair, shaking and delirious.

“Good little slut,” you say. “Now taste yourself on Daddy’s fingers.”

You bring your drenched fingers to my mouth and make me suck each one, which allows me to savor my own cum. You bring your hand to your own mouth and moan in approval.

“Delicious,” you say in a low, deep voice. “You made Daddy so happy.”

You kiss the top of my head gently and leave, forcing me to close my eyes and savor the erotic, kinky encounter.

The Stranger on the Train is Live on Amazon

My story is officially live on Amazon.
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A chance encounter with the erotic man of her dreams.

Zara has given up trying to find the right erotic, sensual man that will quench her insatiable thirst for the carnal.

Until the fateful day that she meets the beautiful stranger on the train.

A short but scintillating tale of a fateful encounter and eroticism.

Link: https://tinyurl.com/yd63nvh3

The Stranger on the Train Cover Reveal & Teaser

I am excited to announce that I will be publishing my erotic short story titled ‘The Stranger on the Train’ on Tuesday. Here is an excerpt from this short but scintillating tale. 

***

I cannot believe the sheer amount of people on this train, Zara thought to herself as the train came to another stop to allow more people on board. She was standing in the middle of the train, holding onto the metal pole as more and more people joined the hectic rush hour commute home. With every stop, more people joined the train until it let off a considerable amount of people at the 42nd Street stop, only to have more people board it until Zara was literally hugging the pole. Someone was pressed up against her, and her eyes widened when she quickly realized that it was a guy behind her because of the hard, erect object poking her backside…

Instead of feeling disgusted and enraged, though, Zara felt exhilaration. Excitement. Arousal. She felt ashamed to admit that it had been years since she had been intimate with a man. She craved for a sensual, erotic, kinky night filled with mind-numbing orgasms with the right guy. But nearly all men turned her off and she found herself aching and so needy for the perfect guy to own all of her. 

Her heart thundered in her chest as she tentatively swayed her hips against the stranger behind her. Her little cunt was pounding and her clit was throbbing as she realized how big he was; he must have been at least nine inches, if not more. She was wearing her normal office attire, which consisted of a black blazer, white collared shirt and black short pencil skirt with black flats. Despite the boring clothes, she felt sexy as she thrust against him yet again to create more of that delicious tension. She expected him to pull away or apologize profusely for the inappropriate contact. 

Instead, what he did next completely shocked Zara, but in a good way. He brought his right hand up to the pole, resting his hand above her own, and gently thrust into her, forcing his huge cock to rub against her ass. She shivered in complete arousal and even though they were in a very public place, they were being completely protected by the number of passengers that were crammed into the train. No one could see what was transpiring between the two of them. And even though Zara had no idea what this man looked like, she sensed deep in her gut that she could trust him; his aura was a calm, gentle one. Which was exactly the type of man that Zara needed to fuck her until her arms and legs were shaking like Jello and she couldn’t remember her own name. 

Unfortunately, her stop was the next one, so she had to stop playing this sexy, risque game with the stranger behind her. She couldn’t help it, though; she had to take a look at his face. When she turned her face around and set her gaze on him, she immediately panicked; this man was completely out of her league. He had a pair of mesmerizing, beautiful hazel eyes that were gazing right at her, along with a slightly tan complexion. He had dark brown hair that was slicked back and buzzed on the sides. A few freckles dotted his face. He was wearing a dark blue long sleeve dress shirt and black slacks along with a leather belt. She imagined herself lying down on the bed with her head hanging off the edge as he fucked her mouth slowly and deeply, his carnal, sexy moans saturating the room with so much beautiful desire and she actually shivered upon the mental image. 

Fantasy. It was all mere fantasy. With a dejected frown, she started making her way through the thick crowd when the doors opened. I should have said something to him, she thought to herself as she exited the train and stepped onto the platform. She was so busy reprimanding herself that she didn’t realize who was walking right alongside her until he cleared his throat. 

“Excuse me, miss. You dropped this.”

He extended a business card to her, which she took from him in a complete daze. Their gazes met for a brief moment before he quickly walked away, up the stairs, vanishing from her view. She stood there in a slight shock as she lifted the business card closer to her face to read it. 

Bryant A. Hugh 

Attorney at Law 

Specializing in Domestic Abuse, LGBTQ and Immigration 

His contact information was all there: his work address, his phone numbers, his email. Even his cell phone number, she thought to herself. The thought of texting him sent a primal shiver through her petite, thin body. She was both nervous and excited to contact him. But his beautiful hazel eyes and huge cock propelled her to plug in his number on her phone and form a succinct, to the point message. 

Meet me at The Press Lounge at 7:00 PM. I’ll be there wearing a red dress.

The Lost Generation

   

   Zero hours and zero minutes of sleep can play tricks on your brain. You start to believe that everyone is against you, even the people that are there assigned to help your delusional mind. The entire room is spinning and my eyes sting so bad, aching for rest. And no, I’m not drunk. I wish I was…

“Good morning, everyone.” Our therapist, Dr. Eric Levian, announces to the group. “It seems that we are a lively bunch today.”

I glance at my fellow compatriots, my fellow sick people. Deemed unfit to walk freely in the world because our mental illness is unmanageable. Perhaps thirty years ago, there would be feces on the floor, uncontrollable fits of anger and electroshock therapy. But this is 2019 and there are standards to be met.

Dr. Levian is very handsome. Like, extremely handsome. He has these ocean blue eyes that pierce your soul and know when you are lying. He has an olive pale complexion that makes me think he’s from Greece or Italy. Definitely somewhere Mediterranean. He’s always wearing really nice blazers with a pair of jeans. I really like how professional he looks while looking comfortable.

“I’m really happy today, Dr. Levian!”

Suzanne, the cute blonde with the chronic lying problem and fascination with all things flammable, says. “I didn’t have any nightmares last night.”

“That’s great to hear, Suzy,” the doctor says with a charming grin. “Anyone else care to share?”

Nobody speaks up. The question lingers in the air like a noxious gas, infiltrating everyone’s lungs with discomfort and apprehension. A few seconds quickly transform into a full minute until I finally shoot my right arm up, offering myself as the sacrificial lamb.

“Aiden,” Doctor Levian peers at me from above his glasses. “We haven’t heard from you in a while. What do you have to share with us today?”

My left eyelid twitches and my sleep-deprived, exhausted brain creates a succinct, cohesive rant in one long, fluent sentence. Of course, I stay completely silent as everyone avidly stares at me. Some of the patients are so zonked out on benzos and SSRIs that you can see the drool spilling out of the corner of their mouths. Most people would take one glance at us and call us pathetic, lost, and dejected souls that will never know stability and only enjoy fleeting moments of happiness; I look at us and see a generation that has been lied to, manipulated, and abused in every way possible while simultaneously being told that we are whiny, entitled, and narcissistic snowflakes.

It’s not until I feel the tears streaming down my numb face that I realize with dismal, horrifying shock that I’ve been speaking out loud the entire time. Everyone is avidly staring at me with tears welling up in their eyes, eyes that reflect broken, whittled down souls that have been so shattered beyond repair.

“That was really beautiful,” Dr. Levian says in a tight, constricted voice, on the verge of tears. “Thank you for sharing your honesty and insight with us.”

Some people are sobbing now, and I feel like an asshole for making everyone sad and even cry. I’m about to apologize until I feel a strong pair of arms embrace me, comforting me despite the darkness threatening to loom over me just to consume me.

For just that moment, I feel complete solace and peace with myself. No self-hatred, no desire to self-destruct until all of my palpable pain is eviscerated. Just complete calm.

 

 

Courting The Boss’s Son, Pt. 1

~Part 1~

 Maritza had officially given up. No amount of makeup, cleavage, and sultry staring was going to get her a man to desire her. Maritza resigned herself to the dismal fact that despite being twenty-eight years old, she had been cursed with a baby face that led strangers to believe that she was fourteen years old. Along with her petite figure and short height, she was no match against the tall, fit goddesses that worked at Pierson & Pierson.

Her heart clenched whenever she would overhear her male coworkers whispering about Aubrey or Paulina, women who looked like they belonged on a magazine cover, complete with long, flowing hair and a luscious body that teased and tempted. Maritza had recently lost a good chunk of weight and sadly that meant that her breasts were virtually gone and her hips were tiny. She had worked hard to gain her thinner figure after gaining fifty pounds thanks to the antidepressants that she had been on. Sadly, though, losing all that weight meant sacrificing her softness.

Maritza wasn’t sexy, desirable, hot or fuckable. She was cute. Adorable. Pretty. All words that made her feel like a little girl again, not at all like the sultry, sensual woman that was dying to connect with the right man. So she had stopped dressing up to gain attention from her handsome coworkers and started wearing simple clothes that she felt comfortable in since no one checked her out. While the other women wore tight-fitting blazers with a hint of delicious cleavage and pencil skirts that left the men drooling, Maritza wore cardigans and suit pants along with cute flats. There was no use in competing. She had officially given up.

These were her dismal thoughts as she blankly stared at the computer screen as the clock finally turned to noon. It was officially lunchtime and her coworkers sprung up from their chairs; some of them even whistled cheerily as they exited their offices in a mass exodus to the break room. Maritza didn’t feel like eating, though. So she took her copy of Sons and Lovers by D.H. Lawrence and quickly made her way out of the office to the back of the building, where her favorite reading spot waited for her underneath a tree. The weather outside was perfect; it was a balmy day with the sun shining proudly among a sky blue ocean of perfection. No cloud was in sight and the wind was a gentle whisper against her face.

She felt happiest when she read, so when she sat down on the bench and opened up the thick book, she felt calm. Peace. Acceptance. The world of the written word was so much different than the physical world, especially with D.H. Lawrence’s sensuous, ethereal prose. The man was a genius, and every time she opened one of his works, she longed for a lover to make her feel the same way his words did. She longed to feel that lust, that carnal craving for the divine sensual and erotic that was missing in the physical plane.

When she heard the door behind her open, she didn’t think much of it. It was probably a coworker making a phone call, wanting some privacy. Or a coworker sneaking in a smoke. When she heard the shoes clicking against the pavement, though, she immediately knew that it was someone different. She could just sense it. She continued to read her book, though, even as the person slowly approached her on the bench. When she finally gave in to curiosity and looked up from her book, her gaze set on a beautiful man with coal-black slicked hair and pale skin that was wearing a gorgeous charcoal grey fitted three-piece suit. He looked flustered and overwhelmed, and his beautiful aquamarine eyes shimmered with a coalescing sadness that Maritza found all too familiar. When he finally rested his troubled gaze on her, his eyes widened momentarily as he unapologetically stared at her.

That look. The look that Aubrey and Paulina receive from her male colleagues. Maritza felt her pale skin flush and she quickly returned her attention to the book, until the sharp clicks of his leather shoes against the pavement forced her to bite down on her lower lip in consternation.

“May I sit next to you?”

Maritza felt herself stiffen and felt her soft nipples tighten upon hearing his sensual, deep voice that had the hint of an accent. It sounded like Italian. Please let this man be cruel and mean, Maritza thought to herself as he quietly sat down next to her on the bench. Let him be a pompous asshole that is condescending and rude to me so that I may not have an exorbitant amount of inappropriate lust toward him. 

“Of course,” she said as her voice cracked.

She scooted over on the bench a few inches and tried not to stare at him as he exhaled a shaky sigh and ran a nervous hand through his perfectly styled hair. His aura was a gentle, altruistic one, nothing at all like her boss, Kenneth O’Connor, who was domineering and bordering on the cusp of sociopathic. The way he leered at the women in the office and dutifully watched them when they weren’t looking was enough to make Maritza consider wearing long skirts that skimmed her ankles and blouses that buttoned at the neck. Even though Kenneth was extremely handsome on the outside, his selfishness and pride soured his illusion of beauty until it became almost unrecognizable.

“Thank you,” he softly whispered. “I thought no one came back here anymore. I used to be the only one that would sit here and read by myself when I worked here.”

Maritza smiled. “You like to read?”

“I love to. It’s my favorite thing to do. Lawrence is one of my favorites. Have you read Sons and Lovers yet? That one is my favorite.”

Maritza felt as if she were hallucinating. Was this beautiful man really speaking to her about one of her most adored writers? It was just too good to be true. But the moment was broken when he winced and glanced at his elegant, expensive-looking watch.

“Always busy,” he muttered. “What is your name, by the way?”

Maritza avoided his gaze as she said, “Maritza. And yours, sir?”

“I love that name. I am Aiden. It’s nice to meet you, Maritza. I must get going. Kenneth is waiting for me.”

Perhaps Aiden was a new business partner of Kenneth’s. That would make sense given Aiden’s exquisite looking suit and love of the written word. She tried her best to return to reading after he left, but his lingering aura haunted her senses, teasing her neglected sensual, erotic side that was yearning to come out to pleasure the right man. Could that man be Aiden?

What makes you think that you have a chance with him? She asked herself snidely as she warily closed the book shut and stood up. Surely he must have a wife, or even a plethora of girlfriends. It wouldn’t be a surprise, really. The man was lovely in every way, both on the outside and the inside. That was a rarity in this superficial, extroverted world. Which most likely meant that he was unavailable.

Once the half-hour passed by, Maritza reluctantly returned to her small yet quaint office. Working as a paralegal was extremely arduous work but it was a job that she thoroughly enjoyed. Even though the workload was taxing and she often had to work overtime, she was helping people and that meant the world to her.

To her complete surprise (and the rest of her colleagues), Kenneth had an announcement to make. To which (not surprisingly at all) forced everyone to smile in a very suspiciously forced manner. He managed to corral all fifty employees near the secretarial desk and make his announcement, demanding everyone’s attention. Maritza tried her best to ignore the way he was glancing at the sexy, foxy women from the office that all the men coveted, but she couldn’t deny that it bothered her, the way they were so effortlessly attractive without even trying.

“I don’t mean to intrude on everyone’s time, but I just wanted to share the fact that we won the best law firm award in the region for the second time in a row.”

Everyone around her hooted, whistled, and clapped. She couldn’t deny that their happiness was infectious and she wound up smiling and clapping as well. They all worked hard there, including Ken, and even though she had her issues with him, she had to admit that he was an arduous worker that went above and beyond for both his clients and employees.

“Instead of verbally showing my appreciation, I made sure that all of you start receiving a raise today. I sincerely mean it when I say I am extremely thankful.”

Wow, Maritza found herself thinking out loud. I can’t believe he did that. Maybe he wasn’t as evil as she thought he was. She couldn’t help but grin when she saw him glance at her for a brief second before he continued speaking once everyone settled down with their sporadic wave of euphoria.

“I would also like to take this opportunity to share the news that I have finally brought my son to the team. He has worked on some of the biggest cases in the West Coast and I’m proud to announce that he will be joining my talented team.”

Maritza found herself in catatonic shock as she stared at the beautiful man from earlier walk rather slowly to the front of the room alongside his father. For a moment, she couldn’t understand how they could be related since Ken was so…extroverted while Aiden was clearly more introverted and reserved. She felt his initial shyness and insecurity dissipate once he took a deep breath and began to talk.

“I’m not a big fan of hearing myself talk like my old man,” he sheepishly said, which elicited a laugh from everyone. “But I just wanted to say congratulations on winning that award and I am excited to be part of your team.”

The boss’s son? She wasn’t sure whether she should be exalted by the idea of making out with him or terrified by that scintillating, sensual image. She imagined herself on his desk with her toned, firm legs on his shoulders as he drove himself deeper and deeper inside of her and that mere image almost forced her to whimper out loud. I need to get laid, she thought to herself as she quickly walked back to her desk, away from the crowd. Once she sat down on her chair and she managed to slow down her racing thoughts, she found herself wistfully fantasizing about Aiden and all the ways that she could devote herself to him and pleasure him…

“Hi, Maritza.”

His voice forced her erotic images to come to a screeching halt. Her heart was racing and her entire body felt frozen in place as she slowly turned around and faced him. She didn’t have to look down to her chest to know that her taut nipples were showing through the sheer fabric of her blouse and lacy bra, but it was a fact that she wasn’t ashamed of; instead, she found herself feeling confident and daring when his gaze quickly descended to her aroused breasts for a brief moment.

“Hi, Aiden.” She smiled at him exuberantly and waved enthusiastically. “Congratulations on joining our team. Are you excited to work with your father?”

Her chest clenched as a tiny laugh escaped him and he grinned in amusement. God, he was so delicious. She wanted to pin him against the wall and allow him to do whatever he desired. Hopefully, he enjoyed a long, passionate, sloppy blow job while she finger fucked herself so hard until she squirted all over the floor…

“It’s…going to be interesting,” he finally said. “I love my old man. I really do. We clash sometimes but that’s okay. We do things differently and sometimes he can be a little controlling. But he’s getting better with that. He’s really helped me immensely with this whole divorce mess.”

Maritza’s ears perked up upon hearing the word divorce. “Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that.”

He sighed and shook his head. “It’s alright. It wasn’t meant to be.” He forced a smile and Maritza fought back tears as she struggled to separate herself from his emotions. As an empath, that was an impossible feat at times, especially when she connected with someone. She couldn’t deny the palpable, visceral connection that she felt with Aiden and he seemed enthralled by her, too, something which was becoming quickly more apparent as they both stared at each other for a few fleeting moments.

“Thank you. It’s for the best, though.” He cleared his throat and shook his head again. “I apologize. I usually don’t blabber my troubles to strangers like that.”

“You can always confide in me.” Maritza smiled. “I don’t judge. I promise.”

Aiden wistfully sighed and glanced her over again with his penetrating, mesmerizing emerald eyes. “You are so sweet. I’m so tired of mean, selfish people in my life. Your husband is one lucky man.”

“I’m not married, sir.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Your boyfriend, then.”

She laughed. “No significant other. No boyfriend or girlfriend. I guess I’m focusing on myself right now. I’ve never really done that.”

Aiden quickly glanced behind him as they both heard the barrage of incoming, excited voices. “You’re bisexual, then?”

“100 percent.”

Her nipples tightened even more as he licked his bottom lip and pulled out his wallet. “We’re not supposed to have any females with us but they can screw off. I got invited by some of your coworkers to go to the gentlemen’s club. I didn’t really want to go, but if you go, then that would make my night a million times better.”

Mariza’s heart felt like it was going to explode in her tiny chest as she accepted Aiden’s business card. The eggshell white card contained his full name, phone number, and email address. She had been to a strip club once in Vegas with some of her girlfriends and it had been so much fun. She wondered how different it would be going with males instead of females?

“Think about it and let me know.” He winked at her and smiled. “Thanks for brightening my day, Maritza.”

***

Maritza’s adrenaline was on overdrive as she patiently waited for him to arrive at her apartment. She was wearing a classy yet sexy outfit that she had reserved for an outing to the sex club, something which wasn’t going to happen for a very long time, given her lack of self-confidence. Now that she was living the sober life, it meant a thinner figure but way more anxiety when it came to her intimate life, which was completely non-existent now. Despite her apprehension, she had curled the ends of her hair, donned her sleek, black dress, black wedge heels, and chunky rhinestone necklace. Along with her smoky black eye shadow and ruby red lips, she looked like a completely different person. Especially with the absence of her black, thick framed glasses.

When she saw the black BMW sidle up to her, she gulped and willed herself to stand up and hold her head up high. She saw his handsome, sexy face behind the front window and a yelp escaped her. He looked amazing in a charcoal grey suit and his hair was slicked back, which gave him a more casual look. He still looked absolutely decadent. To her complete surprise, Aiden quickly got out of the car and walked over to her side, making sure to open the passenger door for her.

“Hello,” Maritza shyly said as she approached him. “You look amazing.”

“Not as amazing as you.” He stared at her face for a good five seconds without blinking. “You look like a classic vintage star. No joke.”

Maritza’s lightly tan cheeks reddened in color immediately but she couldn’t deny the contagious grin from growing on her face. “Thank you, love. You are too sweet to me.”

“I’m an honest man.” He winked at her. “Shall we go?”

Maritza’s desire for Aiden only grew exponentially as they drove in comfortable silence to the gentlemen’s club. She longed to extend her right hand to his firm thigh and savor his masculine, addicting energy. Just the thought of her head bobbing up and down in between his legs forced her clit to pulsate incessantly in a mixture of pain and desire. She just knew that he tasted so divine and clean and she only prayed that he was a vocal lover since she loved hearing a man moan and talk to her while they fucked. Perhaps she didn’t need any liquor after all.

When they got to the gentlemen’s club, though, Maritza couldn’t help but notice that his demeanor quickly changed from flirty and relaxed to taut and alert. The moment he parked the car and turned off the car, he cursed and shook his head.

“I just knew that he would be here,” he whispered lowly. “Goddamn it.”

“Is everything okay?”

Aiden’s concerned expression relaxed once he turned to her. “Not really, baby doll.” He winced. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have called you that.”

“You can call me whatever you want, sir.”

Maritza swore that she saw lust dance in his emerald eyes before it quickly disappeared. “Thank you, my sweet. I just don’t feel like being around my dad right now. He’s a great guy, but when it comes to women, he tends to be a little…infuriating, to say the least.”

Oh. Maritza was rendered speechless as she slowly realized that her boss was here. She stared down at her classy yet sexy outfit and a shiver overcame her at the thought of presenting herself in such attire to her superior. Thankfully, Aiden stretched his right arm out to place his hand on her shaky knee.

“We don’t have to go in if you don’t want to,” he gently said. “Just…please, try not to pay attention to what he says or does. I know it may sound hard to believe, but my dad wasn’t always like this. Before my mom…left him without notice, he was so respectful and courteous to all women. She really hurt him. He hasn’t talked about it, obviously. It doesn’t excuse his actions, but yeah.” He sighed and shook his head. “I apologize in advance.”

Maritza quickly kissed him gently on the cheek. “Please don’t apologize. You have nothing to say sorry for.”

“Thank you, Mimi.”

She gasped as he lightly caressed her face. Maritza closed her eyes and inhaled his heavenly, masculine scent. God, he was so fucking sexy. She just wanted to straddle him and ride him until her little cunt squeezed all the cum from his cock while they gazed into each other’s eyes.

“Fuck the strip club,” he tautly whispered. “I’d rather stay in here with you. You’re so fucking sexy, Mimi.”

Am I, though? She thought back to all the times she would try to flirt with the handsome men at the clubs and even at work only to be denied or dismissed. Maybe she was just an easy lay for Aiden and his words were just said to placate her needy, little mind. He must have sensed her abrupt shift in mood because he slowly framed her face and turned her toward him.

“Did I say something wrong?”

Maritza smiled and shook her head. “Not at all, love. Let’s go inside. I want to see a sexy girl dancing on you.”

“Only if I can see one dancing on you, too.”

Maritza giggled in excitement and eagerly walked to the club. It had been a few years since she last been in a strip club so she had forgotten how sexy the atmosphere was inside; even though the hip-hop music was loud, it wasn’t overwhelming, and seeing all the beautiful, scantily clad women walking around in sky-high heels forced her nipples to harden and her womb to throb. Her gaze immediately fell on a short, thin but beautiful woman with a white midriff collared blouse, a schoolgirl skirt, knee-high white socks, and black chunky dress shoes. Maritza could fall herself falling in love already. To her complete shock, the sexy, cute dancer with blonde hair in pigtails met her gaze and grinned in approval as they both checked each other out.

“Hello there, beautiful,” the sexy petite dancer purred as she gracefully walked over to Maritza’s side. “I have to be honest and say that I am quite jealous of your very lucky husband. I hope he doesn’t mind if I give you a dance?”

“Not at all,” Aiden quickly said. “There’s nothing more sexy than seeing two beautiful women together. Nothing.”

“Mm. Indeed.” The sexy dancer gently lifted Maritza’s left wrist to kiss the back of her hand. “Charmed to meet the both of you. I’m Alexxa. The two of you make a beautiful couple. I had to claim the both of you before I got beat to it.”

“There he is!””

Maritza’s entire body froze upon hearing the unmistaken voice of her boss, Kenneth. When she turned around to face him, she was surprised to see him looking so handsome in a three-piece navy suit that accentuated his ocean blue eyes. They look so similar, she thought to herself as she gazed at the both of them. After they embraced each other, Maritza found herself smirking and covering her laugh with a fake cough as Kenneth intently stared at her with intrigue and genuine interest.

“Dad.” Aiden rolled his eyes. “It’s rude to ogle your employees.”

“Employee?” Ken’s eyes widened. “Is that really you, Maritza?”

Maritza was about to say something when she felt Alexxa pull her by the wrist toward the staircase. “Come on, boo. I got some friends I want to introduce you to.”

I hope it’s no one that I know, Maritza thought to herself as she excused herself from Aiden and Kenneth and followed the tiny but sexy woman up the stairs to the VIP area of the club. Once she heard the cacophony of male laughter in the corner of the lounge area, she knew exactly where she was headed to.

“Oh, look, a fellow compatriot!”

“Of the female variety!”

There were only five of them but their energy was so infectious and positive that Maritza couldn’t help but smile and wave at everyone despite her initial shyness. She was happy to hear their approval and she definitely did not miss the way they checked her out from head to foot, admiring her feminine figure. They were all wearing suits, too, and Maritza felt herself blushing profusely at the thought of all of them intently watching her as she worshiped Aiden…

“You look like my favorite porn star,” one of them said out loud. “I call her my wifey.”

The four other guys quickly turned to him and castigated him with a stern expression of disapproval. “Manners, Romeo.”

“And who may that be?” Maritza quickly quipped back as she sat down on the long, plush couch. “Maybe I love her, too.”

The other four guys seemed a little stunned and one of them even blushed, an act which Maritza found endearing. All men are little boys in grown-up bodies, she always thought to herself. There were many times that she still felt like a little girl, too, a fact that she embraced and kept close to her heart. As the deejay introduced the next dancer on stage, Alexxa quickly kissed Maritza’s right cheek and caressed her right breast without warning. Maritza whimpered and felt her cunt flood in complete arousal as Alexxa’s sensual, soft lips grazed her right earlobe.

“I’ll be right back, sexy. I can’t wait to touch you all over and grind on you.”

Maritza thought she was going to pass out. There was way too much stimuli going on at the same time; having the attention of a handsome, elegant man didn’t happen every day so having it happen at the same time that this beautiful dancer was flirting with her felt so surreal to her. Her womb clenched at the thought of having Alexxa’s sexy, fit body rubbing against her in front of the boys and she was rendered speechless for a few moments as they all stared at Alexxa graciously step on the stage. Their attention quickly diverted to Maritza, who was still starry-eyed and in slight shock.

“Damn, I’m hard.”

“Does someone have duct tape? We need to shut him up.”

“It’s okay,” Maritza quietly said. “He’s not being disrespectful.”

“What did I miss?”

Aiden’s voice ground her back to reality. She felt like kissing him when he sat down next to her and he lightly wrapped his left arm around her in a rather protective gesture. With Ken sitting down across from them, she couldn’t deny the fact that she was immensely turned on and that she had to do something about it. So she did. She swiftly took off her dress in one seamless move and let the black, thin fabric descend to the marble floor. She was so tired of the quiet, repressed Maritza that lived vicariously through her fantasies and dreams. She had this opportunity to have a night of sensual fun and she was going to enjoy every second of it. By the genuine arousal that glimmered on all the male’s faces for a brief moment, she knew that they were highly approving of what they saw before them.

“She deserves a promotion,” a male colleague said out loud. “Ken?”

Maritza glanced over at her handsome boss and shook her head when she met his intrigued expression. “Nah. I like to separate my business from my pleasure. Always.”

“Ooh. Sexy answer,” one of her other coworkers said.

Maritza could still feel Ken’s heady gaze on her and she decided to walk over to the railing to watch Alexxa work the pole like a nimble gymnast. I can’t believe she finds me attractive, Maritza thought to herself as she watched Alexxa’s sexy, toned body twirl around the pole.

“I’m sorry if they’re making you uncomfortable,” Aiden’s sexy, husky voice whispered into her ear. “We can leave if you want to.”

Maritza turned her attention to Aiden and gazed deeply into his eyes as she lightly rubbed him through his slacks. He gasped and moaned when she grazed her palm against the thick, bulbous head, which forced her to hum in approval and excitement. He was so sensitive and his cock was so big; she only hoped that he could come a few times in succession because she wanted to drain him of all the sweet, delicious cum that was in his balls.

“I’m having so much fun, though,” she said in a possessed tone. “I never do stuff like this. I’m tired of living my life in fear.”

His bottom lip trembled before he said, “You are too sexy, Maritza. Perhaps I am dreaming and none of this is really happening.”

She ran her hand through her long strands and positioned herself in front of him so that her tight, perky ass was rubbing his crotch. “We should have gone to the sex club instead.”

He was silent for a moment as she swiveled her hips against him, gasping when he pressed himself a little more firmly against her, forcing her to lean against the railing. She felt his large, protective hands wander down her body, which forced a whimper of surrender from her. His cock was rubbing against her ass and he was gently tweaking her nipples through the lacy bra, which was driving her absolutely insane. When he brought his mouth to her right ear and exhaled, she actually moaned his name out loud.

“You know what I love about you?” he whispered into her ear.

“What is it, sir?”

He surprised her completely when he slipped his right hand underneath the elastic waistband of her panties. When she felt his middle finger run through her soaked pussy lips, her eyes rolled back and she whimpered.

“How fucking sexy you are and no one has any idea because you hide it so well.” He paused to flick his tongue against her earlobe, which forced her to shiver all over. “Talk to me while I finger you. I want to get to know you more as I make you come hard in front of everyone.”

Was this man real? He possibly couldn’t be real. But when he began to slide his middle finger up and down her hot slit, she couldn’t deny that this was truly happening. With his long, thick cock pushing against the entrance of her tight virgin ass, she felt like she was going to squirt her cum all over the place.

“Who is your favorite writer?” she asked as her thighs trembled.

“Hm. It’s a tie between Fitzgerald and Hemingway. What about you, Mimi?”

With every stroke of his finger, she was closer to orgasm. She imagined that the guys were intently watching the both of them, and she couldn’t deny that the idea turned her on immensely.

“What about you, beautiful?” he asked as he slipped his finger deeper inside of her. “Is it D.H. Lawrence?”

“Yes,” she said in a hearty moan. “Baby, I’m not going to last long.”

“What is your favorite food?”

She whimpered as her fingers began to violently tremble. “I love Spanish cuisine.”

“Me, too.” He growled into her ear. “Come on my hand, baby doll. Don’t hold back.”

The wet, squishy sounds of him finger fucking her pushed her over the edge. Her mouth parted open as her womb clamped down and her cum squirted out of her like a fountain, dripping down her inner thighs, all the way down to the marble floor. She convulsed in the aftershocks of pleasure and she fought to stay upright as he gingerly rubbed her soaking wet labia. He cursed in approval and brought his right hand to her mouth so that she could suck and savor her own sweet, succulent cum from his fingers before he returned to the lounge area to retrieve her dress.

“It seems like you will have to be panty-less for now,” he said with a sexy grin. “She was watching you the whole time, by the way.”

“Aiden.” She was still shaking and panting. “I need you.”

He chuckled. “Need me how, sweetheart?”

She whimpered. “I need your big, thick, veiny cock wrecking my wet, tight, little pussy. I want to be your little whore.”

“You are too perfect. And you’re mine already. I claimed you as mine. We are going to dinner tomorrow and then we will make love all night. I am trying my best to control myself but the fact that you just squirted all over my hand has me leaking.”

“More will come out if you do it again.”

“Mm. Only if we get a room.”

“Did I hear someone say they needed a room?”

Alexxa’s feminine, sultry voice weaved its way through the sexy loud hip-hop music as Maritza slipped on her dress. Alexxa’s taut, sinewy body was drenched in a sheen cover of sweat and she was drying herself off with a small towel. One look at Maritza and Alexxa’s sexy hazel eyes widened in absolute arousal.

“Yes, we do, actually,” Aiden said as he ran his fingers through Maritza’s long, blonde, wavy hair. “Do you have one we could use?”

“Of course. It fits up to ten people. Let me get permission from my boss to use it. It shouldn’t be a problem.”

Aiden pulled Maritza toward him and smiled. “What do you think, Mimi? How would you like to be pleasured by a beautiful woman while you have seven men watching you?”

~To be continued~