Too hot to handle (12 page)

That does
the trick. I’m able to relax my muscles and she goes all the way. She enters me
so deeply the vibrating dildo hits my womb. In this position, it slides against
the front wall of my channel, grinding my G-spot and I see stars. She rams me
from behind, pulling out and going all the way in again and again in a slow
pace that drives me insane. My tight walls grip the rubber member but my
moisture helps lubricate it and the friction makes my knee weak, my climax
builds up and I moan and sigh and pant.

“You’re
killing me here, Cindy. Fuck me, faster, deeper. I need it like that to come.”

She laughs
softly and pulls me by my shoulders, bringing me up, holding my back against
her front. She kisses my nape and fondles my breasts almost tenderly. I grab
her hands and squeeze them over my tits.

“I like it
rough, damn it. I need it rough.”

Cindy’s
body shudders against my back and I feel her sex start to quiver when it grinds
my buttocks. I’m sure she’ll come any time now. Then, she pulls the dildo all
the way out of me and I think she’s done. I see red but before I can say
anything. She turns me around to face her, frames my face in her hands and
kisses me. This time it’s a sweet kiss. Her tongue explores my mouth, runs over
my lips, then, nibbles the corner of my mouth. I may be able to get off on this
kiss alone. Her mouth is that hot and delicious.

My still
sore sex actually starts to vibrate at the idea but Cindy has other plans for
us. She grabs the inside of my knee and pulls one of my legs up to her waist.

“Wrap it
around me and lean against the wall for balance.”

When I do
as I’m told, she impales me with the buzzing dildo again. The other end is
still inside her.

“Look at
me. I want to see how much you like it rough.”

Cindy grips
my hips to keep me in place. She moves her whole body up and down mine as she
pulls out of me almost completely before pushing back inside until her crotch
crashes mine. She pounds me again and again; every time she does it the
movement pushes me upper against the wall, harder. I’ll get ugly bruises
tomorrow, I’m sure, but for now I love the feeling, the urgency of it all.

“Yes,
Cindy, yes. That’s it! Hit harder. I’m coming!”

I’m
shrieking and thrusting. I’d fall flat on the floor if she weren’t holding me
so tight because my legs are wobbly. Cindy is also nearing her orgasm because
she trembles from head to toe and grunts loud.

“Cindy,
you’re awesome. You even sound hot.” I kiss her, hard, as I slide a finger
inside her. “Give it to me, babe!”

She loses
her control first and hammers me deeper and harder a couple of more times
before she wails and her body spasms around her end of the double dildo, and
hot liquid squirts out of her. I stand straight and hold her tight in my arms
to try and calm her down but the sight of her mind-blowing orgasm and all the
tension built inside my own body explode when she pinches my clitoris. I moan
and gasp and we both slide down to the floor of the shower forming a heap of
arms still holding each other, legs still entwined.

“Gosh, you
are beautiful,” she whispers to me as our foreheads lean against each other and
we try to catch our breath. “I loved to see you come.”

“And I
loved to make you come. You are a vision when you climax.”

I am amazed
both by the life-altering orgasm this young girl’s just given me and by her
reactions to my touch.

“I had
never thought I’d be this turned-on seeing another woman come in my arms. I
think I’m hooked.”

As I lean
my head back on the cold wall, I sense her standing up. I open my eyes to see
her grabbing her scattered things but I’m too exhausted to try to move or say
anything. Cindy
plants a kiss on my shoulder, pinches
my nipple for the last time and leaves.

Just like that.

My body still trembles with the
aftershocks of a massive orgasm like I’ve rarely had before. I feel faint and
close my eyes again. A naughty smile plays on my bruised lips. It’s funny how a
little receptionist turned my world upside down. Me, Caroline Ann Sullivan, the
wicked witch of the stock market, the business bitch so many people fear but
respect brought to my knees by a soft thing with the face of an angel and a
devilish, sinful mouth.

“Oh, what a mouth! I’ll remember
that mouth for the rest of the day.”

My body clenches at the memories and
a shiver runs down my spine.

“Maybe I can give her a promotion,
get her to work in my team.”

My smile broadens as I consider the
many possibilities the future holds for Ms. O’Rourke’s career at Horizon Inc.

* * * *

At Club
Desire

My day job
is so boring compared to my night one you wouldn’t believe it. I’m a waiter at
a very traditional restaurant in New Orleans: The Court of Two Sisters. But I
spend my nights at Club Desire, a very non-traditional place in The Big Easy.
It’s a sex club for the powerful and beautiful.

As an
employee here I don’t get to choose my fantasies, of course, but I fulfill the
client’s kinky desires. Tonight I’ll entertain Ms. Carol Anne Sullivan. She’s a
big stock broker from New York who loves to be the Domme and play rough. I
don’t mind it at all. She is gorgeous and knows what she’s doing and I get a
kick out of it.

When I get
to her suite, she’s already waiting for me.

“Good
afternoon, madam.”

“Hello,
gorgeous. Come here.”

She kisses
me and I don’t need any acting skills to melt like butter in her hands.

“Take off
your clothes.”

I take my
sweet time following her order. She’s sitting on an overstuffed chair and I
perform a nice stripping show for her. She squirms and plays with herself while
I undress. When I finish, her breathing is heavy and she looks me in the eyes.
Her self-confidence is a powerful turn-on.

“Get on your
knees. Eat me.”

She’s not
famous for spending any time with foreplay. So I do exactly as she’s commanded
me to do. I get on my knees in front of her chair and gently lift the leather
mini-dress to her waist. I pull her legs apart and drape her knees over the
armrests, pulling her butt until it’s resting on the edge of the chair. Then, I
look her straight in the eyes and smile at her as I lean down and stop my mouth
inches from her panties.

“You smell
so sweet, madam. I remember you taste even better.”

“Cut the
crap talk, Richard.”

“As you
wish, madam.”

I kiss her
sex over the panties and tongue her clit through the silk material. She was already
wet but I smell her new gush of juices. I rasp my teeth over her hard nub and
hear her sigh. She grabs my head and shoves my face inside her hot cave.

“Good boy,
now do it without the teasing. Your strip-tease was stimulation enough.”

I smile at
her before yanking her panties down in one swift movement and lowering my mouth
to her sex, with my tongue I trace the outline of her folds, licking up the
liquid of her need, tempting her with the pressure of my wet tongue. I blow a
hot breath inside her, then, press her flesh with the tip of my tongue. I know
the alternate cold and heat drive her crazy. Carol tights her grip on my hair
as she pushes her hips up, grinding herself against my face.

“God, you
are good,” she moans and writhes, lifting her butt from the chair.

I smile and
take advantage of her bucking to grab her ass and spread her cheeks as I dart
my tongue out, flicking it over the tight bud of her clitoris. She gasps at the
sensation of my tongue invading her and moans louder.

I pull away
to admire her pink flesh contracting and the cold air in the room strikes her
exposed, tender folds. She takes a deep breath and lets it out as a soft sigh
before I capture her mouth again. I invade her mouth and she tastes herself on
my tongue. The kiss is rough and passionate and Carol is panting when I leave
her mouth to dive again towards her hot pussy.

I use my
teeth, tongue and fingers to tease and fuck her wet sex. I lick her folds
slowly and thoroughly as I enter her with one, then, two fingers. I stretch her
channel and crook one digit to press her G-spot on her front wall. I nibble the
hard nub under the hood of her clit at the same time as I move my fingers along
her inner walls.

“Oh, my god,
Richard! I love it when you do that,” Carol shouts when my finger invades her
ass hole as my tongue teases her clitoris.

It’s the
lightest flicking touch of a velvet tongue against the hard nub contrasting
with the increasing pressure of my fingers moving inside her cunt and in her
ass. I feel the tension building in her body, the delicious mounting sensation
she’s desperately seeking to ride as she rolls her eyes and wails when I insert
a second finger in her ass, stretching her, my mouth never letting go of
Carol’s clit. Pain and pleasure combine to turn her knees to jelly. She drapes
her legs around my neck and pulls me even closer. Her juices gush out and my
slurping noises fill the air as I drink her honey. A wave of lust washes over
her corded muscles and I know her sweet oblivion is not too far. Her muscles clench
around my fingers and tongue.

“Oh,
Richard, I’m coming.”

Carol
crushes my face inside her sex so hard I feel a little faint for lack of
breathing. I kiss her wet sex to calm her down when I pull my fingers out of
her body. I hold her trembling frame while she rides the waves of pleasure that
roll over her. We both smell her arousal in the room and I smile against her
neck.

“Welcome
back, madam. It’s been too long. I missed you.”

“Oh, you are
a cocky boy, Richard. But I love the way you eat my pussy.”

Her voice is
still throaty and her sex is throbbing but Carol stands up from the overstuffed
chair and pulls me up with her. She molds her perfect body to mine, holds both
my hands behind my back in one hand and pulls my chin up with her other one.
She locks her gaze in mine than reaches down between our bodies and finds my
half-hard cock.

“It doesn’t
seem you’ve missed me that much, my boy. Or you don’t like eating pussy as much
as you say you do. Either way, I’ll have to punish you for that. You know how
much I enjoy punishing my naughty subs, don’t you?”

I wince and
groan when she squeezes my dick hard. Then she finds my nipples and pulls at
both of them until I think they’ll come out.

“Gosh, that
hurts.”

“It is
supposed to. Now, bend over the chair. Don’t move and don’t fucking say a word.
I don’t want to hear even a whisper.”

I do as I’m
told and she grabs my ass with both her hands. I think she’ll smack me but
instead I feel Carol licking my skin. She bites then soothes the soft skin of
my ass cheeks before spreading them wide and invading me with her tongue. I
claw the chair and have to take deep breaths to avoid crying out my pleasure.
She inserts a finger in me and alternates it with her tongue. She quickly finds
my gland and presses hard on it. I close my eyes and see stars behind my
eyelids. I’m panting now but manage to keep quiet as she told me to. When I
think I can’t take it any longer, she pulls completely away from me and swats
my butt. One open-handed smack on each cheek, then she chuckles.

“Now you
look happy to see me,” she grabs my fully hard dick and pumps her hand up and
down it for a couple of times before releasing me. “Turn around and undress me.
Don’t use your hands, though.”

She had
pulled her panties back up before she spanked me. I love it when she does this
little game of ours. Her clothes are not difficult to take off with my teeth
but we both enjoy the game. I keep my hands behind my back and move around
Carol to stand behind her. The tight mini-dress she’s wearing has a zipper that
runs from her neck to the hem of the dress.

I kiss her
neck before taking the zipper between my teeth and start pulling it down. As I
progress, I lick and kiss every inch of skin it reveals. I see the goose-bumps
forming on her spotless ivory skin and can’t resist biting her a little.

“Don’t be
naughty, Richard, or I’ll have to punish you harder,” she slaps my dick and I
hiss; although, I don’t do it out of pain.

I get back
to the delicious task of undressing my kinky Domme. The zipper reaches the curve
at the end of her spine and I stop. I go back to her shoulders and use my nose
to move the straps down her arms and inhale against her skin as I do so. It’s
Carol’s turn to hiss and I chuckle.

“Somebody is
feeling pretty cocky today. I wonder how you would feel if I flogged your cock
for that. Would you like that or would you beg me for mercy, Dick?”

Carol
reaches behind her and grabs my shaft, squeezing it hard until I gasp and
choke. Then she releases me and I stumble a little. When I regain my balance I
lean down and kiss the top of her perfectly round butt and speak against her
softness.

“If I may
say so, Madam, you can flog me, fuck me, squeeze me as hard as you want. You
know I love it when you do all that.”

“Yeah, I
think I’m spoiling you, Richard. But I also love doing all that to you. Now go
on. I can’t do anything if you don’t take my clothes off.”

I’m more
than happy to oblige and finish opening the zipper. Her dress falls to the
floor and pools around her feet. She kicks it aside. She’s wearing a black and
red lacy pair of panties and matching strapless bra.

“You are
breathtaking, Madam.”

Carol turns
around to face me, sweeps her index finger over the tip of my dick and takes
the drop of pre-cum that was covering it to her lips. She licks it and smacks
her lips.

“Hmm, now I
believe you are happy to see me, gorgeous. Stay exactly where you are. I’ll get
something in my bag.”

She goes
inside the in-suite bathroom and I lose sense of time. It feels like forever
but I’m sure it doesn’t take her more than five or ten minutes. When I hear the
door open again I turn my head to look at her.

“Don’t move.
Keep looking ahead.”

She stands
behind me and I can feel her heat enveloping me. She’s near but she doesn’t
touch me. Yet, my cock twitches and she laughs.

“Eager
much?”

She runs her
splayed hands from my shoulders to my butt as if she were blind and trying to
learn my body. She cups my ass cheeks and smacks both of them. Then she pulls
her hands away and swats my butt with something harder than her soft hands. She
alternates smacking my ass and my dick with a wooden paddle. I close my eyes
and take deep breaths to steady myself and avoid shouting out. When the searing
pain is getting too much to bear, she stops the spanking and stands in front of
me.

“Open your
eyes, Richard.”

She grabs my
chin and pulls me for a deep, hungry kiss. Her tongue invades me but I’m ready
for the assault. I slide my tongue against hers and bite her lower lip. She
throws her arms around my neck and grinds her body against mine. Our skins are
on fire, our bodies are sweaty and slick. Her sex cradles my erection and it
feels like Heaven.

Carol pulls
away and leans down to take my nipple inside her mouth. She swirls her tongue
over it until it tightens into a hard nub then she moves to the other one and
repeats her actions. She pinches my cock and I shriek in agony. She laughs.

“You belong
to me. Never forget that.”

“Yes,
Madam.”

I watch, helpless,
as Carol reaches above me, pulling something down. I look up to find a metal
chain with leather cuffs dangling from it. As she pulls it down, the clicking
sound of metal against metal fills the room. There’s a sinking feeling in my
stomach because I hate being trussed up and she knows it.

“Lift your
hands above your head.”

I feel the leather
cuffs, bound by metal buckles, closing around my wrists as Carol ties my hands
together above my head. She pushes a remote control and the chain goes up into
a hole in the ceiling, lifting my arms high. My body is covered in sweat from
fear and exertion. I feel her fingers pressing into my navel and I
instinctively move my hips away. The paddle dives fast and hard, first against
my butt, then against my cock. Carol alternates the target of her punishment until
my skin turns many shades of red to match my face. I gasp and spurt and almost
give up.

Carol stops
the beating, holds my chin and our eyes meet. She’s panting almost as much as I
am and I recognize the dark pleasure and desire deep inside her eyes. It’s the
same as mine. For some seconds, we don’t move and I hope against all hope the
torture is over. She shatters my fleeting hopes with her other hand when she pinches
the tip of my dick. Hard. Once, twice, three times.

“Kiss me.”

She orders
me and I lock my mouth tight on my mistress’s and kiss her like I want to
swallow her. The kiss is wet and luscious and sweet. Her nails keep pinching my
flesh, hard, and the pain mingles with the sweetness of her mouth. I dig my
nails in my palms to control myself as I continue feasting on Carol’s mouth.
Her tongue glides over mine, wrestling with it; her teeth pull on my lips, her
scent makes me dizzy as I grind my wrists into the leather cuffs and the hard
material bites my skin.

Carol breaks
the kiss to move around me. She presses her body against my back, putting her
arms around me and digging her nails into my chest. She massages my nipples as
she sucks the soft skin on the side of my neck and grinds her crotch into my
ass. We moan, whimper and groan. I don’t know how much more I can take. My dick
is so hard I think it’ll explode any minute.

Breathing
becomes hard. I grit my teeth when Carol’s hands hold my cock, pumping and
slapping it. I buck back trying to escape the assault, again. My flesh is too
sensitive from all the abuse it’s been through. My nerves are too raw. I lift
my head and feel like crying, but I manage to stand straight. Carol tugs my
head back and kisses me again. I expect to be punished, bitten hard, but her
tongue caresses my mouth, instead. The prodding tip swirls around my hot, wet
cave, leaving me breathless. I whimper against Carol’s soft lips and almost
come from the sweetness in her kiss.