My Kinky Valentine (7 page)

“Haven’t you missed me, Sir?”

That’s too much for his sanity but he
manages to keep a straight face and remain silent, staring at my
mouth, hypnotized. To his shame, though, the rest of his body
decides to rebel against his good intentions and his cock stiffens
inside his pants. He feels powerless when his eyes follow my lips
as they curve up in a wicked smile. There’s no way I could have
missed the nudging of his steel-hard shaft against my soft pussy.
He actually moans before pulling my head towards him and crashing
my lips.

“I’m doomed!”

I purr and clutch at his broad shoulders. I
need to stand on my toes to reach his height which is a
considerable feat since I’m a tall woman. His tongue plunges inside
my mouth and I twirl my own around it. He tastes, teases, and
consumes me. I feel lightheaded and pull us both back further
against the railing for support. He grinds his crotch against my
softness and I arch my head back. He leaves my mouth to kiss his
way down the white column of my throat, biting hard and softly,
sucking and licking it. I tear at his shirt to free his chest from
the inconvenient barrier.

“I need to feel you against my skin.”

That’s the beauty of dreaming. I get to call
the shots here. Not a sub anymore. I cover his nipples first with
my hands, then with my mouth. I suck the hard nubs, pulling one at
a time inside my mouth, as my hands scratch his back. I dig my
nails in the strong muscles of his butt pressing him against my wet
crotch. I bite and stretch the tips of his nipples until he yanks
me away and kisses me hard to avoid spilling his seed inside his
own pants.

He reaches down, lifts my leg up and holds
it by my thigh as he stabs me with his hard erection through the
layers of our clothes. I gasp but he gives me no time to recover,
working his arousal against the dampness between my thighs. I buck
against him, gripping his shoulders for balance. My catlike eyes
have a devilish glint as my soft hand travels south along the hard
landscape of this chest. I unbuckle him as fast as a lightening,
pulling my prize out. His pants drop to his feet and he kicks them
out of the way.

I run my fingers along the silken shaft,
gripping, stroking Sam’s flesh. His breathing falters. He fights to
control his body. I smile at the way his cock jerks against my
hand, swelling, begging for my attention.

He pulls my head to kiss me harder now, the
urgency stokes my own fire. I can smell his arousal and am dying to
drink him in, to feel the large mushroom head against my tongue. I
swirl us both around before dropping to my knees, so fast he
couldn’t have stopped me, even if he wanted to. Sam is leaning
against the gazebo railing now and I put both my hands on his
thighs to keep my balance.

“It’s so beautiful.”

I sigh before starting to kiss him, swirling
my tongue around the tip of his cock and sucking the drops of
moisture, the salty taste teasing my senses. I breathe in his musky
scent as I open my mouth to enclose his hardness. Sam fights back a
groan when he sees me on my knees, and when my tits rub his naked
thighs as I move my body against his.

“God, if you keep that up, I just might
explode”

“That’s the idea, silly.”

I wrap my fingers around him, pumping his
shaft, exerting the right pressure on all the right places. He
tangles his hands in my red curls and clenches his jaws determined
to keep his body under control. But I have other plans for my Dom.
I close my mouth around his cock, pushing it slowly inside the wet
heat of my mouth as the wicked tip of my tongue flicks across his
slit. When I run my tongue along his length, bottom to top, his
thighs quiver. Sam manages to keep his balance by digging his
fingers into my hair, scraping my scalp. But he can’t suppress the
roar that escapes him.

I feel his ecstasy reflected in my own
aching cunt. My clit is hard and the moisture that has been pooling
between my legs slowly overflows my sex and drips along my thighs.
We can both smell it but I’m only concerned about his satisfaction.
My own gratification is in knowing that I’m able to give him so
much pleasure. That’s reward enough.

I grab his buttocks as I bob my head up and
down, faster as he slides down my throat. He’s so big I need to
open my mouth wide and breathe through my nose. My moans come out
muffled because of his cock and I make loud slurping noises as I
squeeze his balls tight and feel Sam bucking against my hands. I
dig my fingers on his butt cheeks, then, spread them apart. I run a
slender finger along his crack. He inhales deeply. I play with his
back hole, teasing it with the tip of my finger. Then, I enter him,
fucking his ass with two fingers. I stretch his hole as I suck his
dick and squeeze his balls. Sam is so frantic he fucks my face like
he would do to my cunt. No mercy. I feel his balls tightening as I
find the little hidden pleasure spot inside his ass. I press hard
and that triggers his climax.

“Aargh!”

He wails as his control slips away
completely. I swallow his cum as he explodes down my throat. I suck
his shaft hard and lick it thoroughly. I don’t want to waste any of
his delicious honey. I look up at his beautiful classic features
now contracted in a mask of pure ecstasy. His head is thrown back,
his deep blue eyes are closed to the world and his mouth hangs
open. He’s moving it but he’s unable to articulate any coherent
sounds. His whole muscular body is still shaking in the throes of
passion. He is a vision of lustful beauty and fulfillment and I’m
responsible for that. That
is
power and I thrive in it. I
sigh deeply. As I let go of his softening cock, wipe my mouth and
stand up in front of him.

Suddenly, everything around me starts to
fade away. I stretch my hand but it goes through Sam’s body. He’s
slowly vanishing. I fight to stay in the dream. I don’t want to let
go of my dream lover but something is disrupting my plans. Distant
noises and delicious sensations invade my dream. A soft, naked body
presses against mine. Hot hands touch my pussy, a naughty finger
enters me, searching my clit. A wet, delicious mouth teases my
breasts, biting and licking my nipples. I’m pulled back to the
reality of the bed, the suite and my Master.

“Oh, god, I’ve got to wake up!”

I sit upright and my elbow connects to
something soft.

“Ouch!”

Jenny is sitting beside me, looking out of
breath.

“Are you hurt? What happened?”

My elbow had hit her breast when I woke up
so unexpectedly catching her off guard. Now, she’s having
difficulty breathing. And the touch of my fingers on the hand she’s
got over her own breast takes the rest of her breath away. Jenny
inhales sharply, calming her heartbeats down before answering me.
Her throaty voice sounds sexy.

“It is nothing. You were sleeping and
couldn’t have known I was hovering all over you. Don’t worry. It
was nothing. You caught me by surprise, that’s all.”

“Here, let me see it. You’ll get a nasty
bruise if you don’t massage the spot right away. To get the blood
circulating, you know.”

I’m still a little groggy and my thoughts
are clouded by the dream induced haze mingled with the lust my
dream lover and my human Domme had awoken in my body. I wouldn’t do
this if I were thinking straight. I brush Jenny’s hand away and cup
her bruised breast. Her silken skin is red, the spot is sore and
Jenny takes a deep breath at the shock of my palm pressing against
her skin. I rub the young girl hard and her whole body trembles in
response to the jolt of energy that travels through her. She closes
her eyes at the delicious sensation I’m arousing in her. For a
crazy moment she forgets I am a big Hollywood star. She forgets
where we are, and indulges in a little fantasy of her own.

Sam returns to the suite and is greeted by
the steamy, kinky display we present. I bet this is something he’s
been dreaming of for some time. I, his little pet, sitting on the
bed, my naked upper body so close to Jenny’s that my nipples are
touching her arm, as I fondle her delectable breast.

I search his expression for any sign of
annoyance at my behavior. I find only a smug smile on his lips. He
must be congratulating himself on the good idea he had, inviting
the gorgeous Domme to join us. He signals me to go on and I oblige.
I’m very happy to, by the way. He stays in the shadows and sits on
the overstuffed chair opposite the bed. He gets comfortable to
watch us. I decide to give him something to dream about when I see
him opening his pants and taking his huge cock out.

Sam had brought Jenny to the suite earlier
to help him give me a lesson. I had played with myself without his
consent and that’s a big ‘no-no’ for a sub. He needed to discipline
me and he asked Jenny to fuck me. He knew I had never been with a
woman before and thought the humiliation would teach me to behave
in the future. The twist in the story is I enjoyed it more than I
thought I would. However, I’m still fighting with this truth. I
can’t admit it to myself.

Now, I’m fully awake and conscious of all
the sensations Jenny is provoking in me. It’s hard to breathe and
my heart is beating out of time. My fingers are trembling a little
and I no longer remember why I was supposed to knead this soft
globe under my hand. I lift my gaze and feel lost when I meet
Jenny’s clear blue eyes. I reluctantly lean down until I feel the
warmth of her breath mingling with mine. I stop, unable to decide
what to do next, afraid of something I can’t quite figure out.

“Why don’t you kiss me, Clara? Weren’t you
happy with your new Domme earlier tonight?”

Jenny teases me, a dimpled smile splitting
her delicious mouth. She knows how much I enjoyed her and is
confident enough in her power over my body to joke about it. I
hesitate a little longer, staring at her tempting mouth. She frames
my face in her small, soft hands, holding me in place. She seizes
my mouth in a passionate kiss. Her tongue invades me without mercy
or hesitation and she sucks my tongue and nibbles my lip. I inhale
her scent and Jenny sighs inside my mouth.

“You are hot,” I mumble against her
teeth.

For the next few minutes, the only sounds
that fill the room are the moans and wet noises we make as we
deepen our kissing and explore each other’s bodies. Jenny kneads my
breasts. I cup her sex and tease her opening with the tip of my
fingers. She moans and stretches my nipple with her fingers, the
searing pain set my pussy on fire. I find her clit and circle the
little nub, rubbing my thigh against her wet core until it gets
slick with her moisture. Jenny bites my nipple in return. I shriek
and crush her mouth, sucking at her full lower lip, twirling my
tongue around hers. She bites my lip and slaps my breasts. I cry
out in ecstasy and enter her cunt with two fingers, moving them
inside her, then in and out of her wet channel. She shudders in my
arms and reaches around me to pull my butt cheeks apart. She
invades my little hole with a cool finger. She has a wicked smile
on her delicious mouth and laughs when she starts fingering my ass
mirroring the rhythm I’m finger-fucking her pussy.

I gasp and feel my climax building as my ass
grips her finger. I don’t want it to end so fast, so I try to
regain control of myself, but all I want to do is feast on Jenny.
I’m drowning in the sea of pleasure this woman’s created around me.
I moan as the sensations mount and the sexual tension coils inside
me. My inner walls quiver, my legs are weak.

Jenny strokes my breast then she grabs one
peak and rolls it between two fingers, stretching it again. She
watches it jut up beckoning her. I throw my head back and clutch
her shoulders for support. I can’t control the shudder that rattles
me as the feeling of the soft, small fingers in my nipple connects
to my aching sex.

“God, I want your mouth on my breasts. I
want it everywhere.”

I cry out and push my breast up against
Jenny’s hot hand. We hold each other tight as our tongues mingle
and we tumble on the bed, our bodies glistening with sweat.

Jenny cups the soft globes of my butt,
kneading my flesh and making me see stars. I run my tongue inside
her ear and whisper.

“Oh, babe, you are wicked!”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Jenny pushes my body up the bed until I
reach the headboard. She sits me up and arranges the cushions
around me, then kneels between my legs. She holds both my hands up
and kisses me until I can’t think straight. I’m so caught up in her
I don’t notice Jenny handcuffing me to the headboard until it’s too
late for any reaction. Still, my loyalty to Sam, my regular Dom,
kicks in and I panic.

“Jenny, what are you doing? Please, stop. I
can’t! My Master wouldn’t allow me. I don’t want to upset him
again.”

“Very well put, my naughty, hungry pet. I
might reward you later for your loyalty to me but for now, I’ll
allow Jenny to play with my little sex toy for a while longer.
She’s been such a great help so far, she deserves to have some fun.
Would you like that, beautiful Jenny?”

“Yeah, I’d love that, Sam.”

“Ok, it’s settled then. Be Clara’s Domme for
this little improvised scene. Do whatever you want with her. Just
remember not to let her come.”

“Don’t worry, Sam. I won’t spoil your fun.
Although, I will need your help, later.”

He winks at her before turning on his
million-watt smile.

“You bettcha!”

I don’t have time to speculate on their
meaning because her hands spread my thighs wide. She pushes my
ankles up and folds my legs against my upper body, my feet touch my
butt. I am exposed, on display for Jenny and Sam. That’s sexy and
kinky. The cool air hits the flesh of my scorching cunt. My folds
are damp and glistening with my juices and my enlarged pink lips
invite Jenny to taste them. She leans forward, stops a few inches
above my sex and inhales deeply.