Stoned (The Stone Series) (62 page)

Damian lifts me and carries me over to the table with the stirrups and he fastens my feet into place. He begins describing what he’s going to do to me as he does it and it’s even hotter than not knowing what’s happening.

“I’m going to spread your legs wide now so I can see how wet that pretty little pussy of yours is for me” he says as he cranks the table and opens me up to him. I moan as my head rolls back.

“Oh, yeah, baby. Your pussy is glistening with wetness. Mmm…let me feel?” he asks as he runs his finger down the slit of my opening causing my body to spring off the table at the hips.

“Now let’s get those arms taken care of so you can stay nice and still for me, okay?”

“K” I mumble, I’m starting to slip under.

Damian secures my wrists to the spot on the wall just behind my head then he scurries off in the direction of the toys. I’m not able to see what he’s chosen but I hear more than one drawer open and close so I assume I’m in for a few.

“I have a tiny little silver ring in my hand. Do you want to see it?” he asks in that voice that sends me through the roof with desire. I nod yes and he shows it to me as he asks, “Do you remember what this is for?”

It’s a clit ring that will hold my clitoris in place out of its protective hood, making it vulnerable to his stare and touch. He’ll be able to see every pulse it makes as he excites me to the brink of an orgasm. I shake my head yes.

“Do you want me to put this on you now so I can watch how excited I make you?”

“Please, yes put it on me” I beg.

Damian leans down to my body and begins to run his tongue up and down my slick lips. He works on one side and then the other before finally diving into the middle. My hips once again leave the table and a moan escapes me. At hearing my pleasure Damian looks up and makes eye contact with me. His lips have a slight sheen on them and he swipes his tongue over them. “Mmm…you taste so fucking good. I could lick you all night. Sweet as sugar.”

Damian smiles at me then lowers his head again. This time he gently sucks on my clit, slowly to ease it out of hiding. His fingers hold me open, exposing my bundle of nerves the way the ring will shortly do. I feel the climb and the tightening in my belly, Damian feels it happening to.

“You’re ready to come aren’t you? Not just yet though, baby. We’re going to make this last a little longer” he says before he inserts just the tip of his tongue into me so it’s only a smidge inside. “Easy”, he warns and I try my best to remain calm by breathing deeply like he’s taught me. “That’s my good girl. You’ve learned so much in such a little time.”

He continues to hold me open with his fingers from one hand while his other hand presses on my belly. He swirls his tongue around my clit one more time and as soon as it pops out of hiding he licks the silver ring and encases my engorged clit within it, trapping it, holding it in place for his delight just as much as mine.

“Now I’m going to use this tiny little brush on your clit until you come for me. You’ve never seen yourself come yet. Want to watch?” he asks.

I shake my head in the affirmative and Damian releases my arm restraints and raises the table so that I am sitting up. He walks to the other side of the room and returns with a full length mirror that he positions between my legs so I can see a full view of myself open wide for him with my clit standing proud.

“See how beautiful your pussy is? This is why I can never get enough of it, why I need it to be all mine, just mine.”

I feel a rough but delicate sensation on my sensitive trapped bud as Damian rubs a tiny brush over my sex. I watch as he moves it very lightly all around my clit but never letting it make direct contact. He continues to make slow agonizing circles at the base of the clit ring and I watch as a small drop of liquid trickles out of my opening. Damian touches the liquid with his finger and gently touches his finger to my clit, making it slick. My body bucks off the table at my hips trying to get Damian to exert more pressure, trying to make him allow me an explosion, but he’s too skilled for that trick. Damian places his mouth over my clit and moves it around, to and fro in the ring. I feel my legs try to straighten and my belly grows tight. I watch in the mirror and see the beginnings of a pulse in my clit when he pulls away. I am ready to have the best orgasm of my life when Damian leaves my clit again to run his finger up and down my inner folds, ignoring my entrapped pleasure bud.

I begin to beg and scream out in anticipation of my climax, “Day, this feels so good. God, Day, please make me come. Let me come” I beg over and over as he teases me with the gentlest of touches that he knows won’t bring me to heaven.

My breathing becomes ragged and the excitement from watching myself spread open and on the verge of a climax topples over when Damian swirls his tongue around my clit then allows his tongue to flick it back and forth. I watch as my clit throbs and pulses like it’s a beating heart as I come hard and long. I scream my pleasure and call his name all while my eyes are riveted to my reflection in the mirror.

Damian keeps me in a state of orgasm for longer than I’ve ever been suspended in that condition. He makes my body experience every aftershock of my first orgasm until he is certain I can fall into a second. To bring on that multiple orgasm all he has to do is blow a stream of his cool breathe over my already over stimulated area and I turn into a puddle of liquid. I fall hard into my second orgasm and sink deep away as Damian releases my clit then my ankle straps, he picks me up in his strong arms and carries me to the bed where he lies me down on my stomach and enters me from behind, pulling my lax body up onto my knees.

“I am going to blow in you so fast but I can’t help it baby. Fuck, you make me so hard” he grunts as he enters and exits my body. He pulls out completely with each outward thrust before entering me balls deep on every one inward. Damian begins to make guttural sounds as he claims me as his once again, “Mine. Mine. All. Fucking. Mine. Yes. Come. Again. With. Me” he yells as he comes deep inside of me and I obey, falling into my third climax of the evening.

Damian collapses onto my back and I can feel that his body is covered in sweat from his exertions. I am sated and spent and unable to remain awake. Damian curls his body around mine in our usual spooning position; he inhales my hair and kisses the top of my head before we both fall asleep.

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Sydney and I awake the following morning in the playroom, she’s lying on her side and I’m curled around her. She smells of Sydney mixed with me and sex and it’s enough to arouse me to my full potential. I gently lift her leg and slide inside of her as I kiss her neck.

“I’ve always hated alarm clocks; I wish I knew you in college. Waking up like this is so much better than throwing a clock that’s beeping across the room” she teases me as her body melts into mine.

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself. You smell of me and sex, it made me hard.”

“Everything makes you hard” she reminds me.

“No, everything about you makes me hard” I correct.

I flip Sydney onto her back and I work kisses up from her breasts until I find her mouth. I nuzzle her ear then whisper to her as I continue to slowly make love to her in the way we both need after our session last night.

“You’re amazing…love you…beautiful…want you so bad all the time….so sexy…need to be inside you…feels too good…feels like home…you make me need to come all the time…come with me…Argh…coming.” 

When I reluctantly slide out of her and she comes back down from her orgasm we smile at each other and I kiss the tip of her nose.

“As much as I hate to move we need to get going. You are covered in my sweat from last night and we both smell like sex, we need to shower and I have a surprise for you later today.”

“Mmm…later, want to sleep more” she mumbles as her eyes close again.

“No, baby. We need to wake up. Mrs. Ford has to get in here to clean. It seems your friend has gotten herself a taste of the good life and wants to come to the dark side. Alex asked if he and Parker can have the room for the day so unless you want to be lying here like that with my come seeping out of you, God it’s so hot when it does that, I love knowing I fill you. Fuck, we better go before I…too late. They can wait.”

I grab her and she giggles and wiggles out of my arms.

“No way, I am not chancing being in here when they come knocking on the door. Let’s go, we can finish this in the shower, we do smell.”

The only reason I agree is for shower sex. We walk groggily back to the master suite and before I can get her into the shower she asks about Alex. “So Alex is into the whole BDSM thing now too? I didn’t think he was?” she asks.

“He’s done it; he can take it or leave it though. But no guy in his right mind is going to turn down Parker when she’s asking to spend a day in a sex room with them. I don’t mean to be disrespectful but, baby she is hot. Not as hot as you” I quickly add before I tell Sydney how Alex became introduced to the lifestyle.

“That professor of mine that I subbed for would get into these sadistic moods and make me bring Alex to the hotel with me. She would make me get naked then she’d strap me to the bed, the floor, the wall, a chair. It was always different but the game was always the same.”

Sydney asks me if I was embarrassed in front of Alex and I admit that at first I was but then I’d get lost in the game, too aroused to care. She makes a comment about it sounding like subspace. She might be right.

I ask if the story is going to upset her, she asks me to continue even if it does.

“So I’d be naked tied to somewhere with a raging boner and then she’d make Alex get naked too. I remember the first time being so afraid she’d ask us to fuck. If she had, we’d be done. I couldn’t disobey her to that extreme, refusing to do something she asked and remain her sub but I also could never have sex with a man let alone my best friend. I might be kinky and watching you with Shannon and Vicky was fucking hot but guy on guy shit doesn’t do it for me.”

“So what did she make you do?” Sydney asks and I can tell she’s becoming excited and aroused by the story even if she is jealous of me with another woman.

“So Alex would get naked and then she’d start her torture on me. She would make Alex watch as she jerked me off. She would bring me right to the end then she’d stop. I swear I would feel my balls filled with come, they’d be so heavy. She’d sense it too and wait till it was about to explode out of me then she’d cut off all contact. I know mother’s warn their daughter’s about boys lying to them about having blue balls and it hurting to get them to have sex with them but I swear, it hurt so bad, it was an ache like I’d never felt before. After she’d cut me off she’d make me watch while she jerked Alex off and let him come.”

“You watched her do that?”

“Yeah, and it was hot. There were a few times in the beginning of my training when I couldn’t control it and I’d come just watching. That would really piss her off and I’d end up getting punished big time. But once I had better control over myself I would watch and wish it were me. I’d beg her to make me come too but she’d just smile at me. Once she was done with Alex she’d make him watch her give me head. She’d lick my dick and suck me off right to the point of coming again then she’d stop and turn her attention back to Alex who she’d blow until he came in her mouth. I’d be forced again to just watch as she made him moan and wriggle while she sucked him off but left me with balls that would quickly be turning blue.”

Sydney shifts a little on the bed and I know she’s aroused so I continue. “When she would return to me she would either make me eat her out, sorry, I forgot you hate that expression, or she’d ride me until she came but I learned quickly that I wasn’t allowed to come until she told me I could. When Alex was with us she would fuck him and let him come again then she’d tell him he was done and could leave. She would leave me tied up for hours before she would finally come back. When she was feeling particularly sadistic she would untie me and tell me to go home too. She would threaten me with the punishment of my life if I jerked off and I believed her. I would go days walking around in agony before she’d call me again and finally allow me to come with her. On nights that she was feeling nice she would finally make me come. Either way when she finally made me come it was a huge relief.”