Post by killfrenzy on Sept 17, 2020 16:57:26 GMT -6
He drops the bra to the floor, looks up, into her eyes, it’s too much. He kisses her chin, her mouth, and their tongues touch, oh, too much, he slips his lips free with a soft suck. Moves up to kiss her strong nose, on one side, then the other, it’s hard and soft at once. He moves back down, till he is level with her breasts.
‘They’re small,’ she says, surprisingly shy, apologetic.
‘They’re perfect,’ he says.
He kisses them. Teases a nipple with his lips. It’s so soft; and then, suddenly, hard.
He sucks on the hard nipple.
He has never done this before, and yet; no, wait, of course, it is totally familiar.
The first thing he ever did.
He feels the huge change in meaning, in status; it is as though he had grown up in a single suck. Everything transformed. And yet nothing has changed at all; he sucks at a nipple as he lies on a bed, and it’s eighteen years later, and he sucks at a nipple as he lies on a bed, and his childhood falls away from him like a burned-out booster stage from a rocket. Its fuel used up. He is now in orbit around a different planet.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 17, 2020 20:53:55 GMT -6
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Post by killfrenzy on Sept 19, 2020 16:06:14 GMT -6
"Time to wake up honey," she said, brushing her fingers over sikaasa11's pretty face before she stepped out of bed, grabbing a robe from the back of the door as she headed to the kitchen to make some tea.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 20, 2020 15:13:31 GMT -6
The beauty of George Gershwin's music could not pierce the veil of silence that fell over the table and its occupants. Poirot fumed, his anger reaching to the core of his very being. "I don't believe I understand you, monsieur. You do not serve spammers?"
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 20, 2020 20:44:12 GMT -6
A soft thud reverberated around the hull of the Museumtoto VIP ship as it docked with the derelict space casino. Siskaaska11 had been on the way back from a quick delivery to a space station when the ship's sensors had picked up the drifting craft. It seemed like a good opportunity for some exploration. The craft was an old one, its make and model unknown to her database. It was large, at least three or four times the size of the Museum toto VIP ship.
With a hiss of equalizing pressure, the airlocks opened and Siskaaska11 boarded the craft. The derelict was eerily quiet. Siskaaska11 took a moment or two to glance around before looking at her wrist device and pulling up a schematic of the craft, her other hand never drifting too far from the blaster that hung at her hip. It was an older model, but still worked just as well as the day it was made and it made her feel just a bit more comfortable having it to hand.
The ship was like a ghost town, there was no sign that anyone had passed through here in years. Room after room was empty, or filled with long-derelict slot machines. It wasn't until she got closer to the blckjack room that she started to pick up some strange signals from her wrist device. The engine itself was in a sorry state, covered in cobwebs and dust. The plasma coils were all but non-functional, some of them even having collapsed under their own weight.
The readout on her wrist device indicated a possible life sign in the vicinity, although it was a weak signal. Siskaaska11 slowly made her way around the engine bay, trying to find the source of the signal. It seemed to be coming from a large bank of craps tables in the rear of the bay. She slowly approached the lockers, her eyes flickering between them and the readout on her wrist. The signal was emanating from the centre locker. As she came closer, the signal strengthened.
Cautiously, Siskaaska11 reached out with one hand towards the locker, but before her fingers reached it the door clanged open and a long, green tentacle s naked out, wrapping itself around her wrist and dragging her forward. She let out a yelp of surprise and quickly drew her blaster with her free hand, firing a laser bolt at the tentacle where it emerged from the locker. Siskaaska11 jolted backwards as the tentacle was severed, unwrapping from her wrist and falling to the floor with a wet splat, where it twitched and squirmed.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 22, 2020 0:14:38 GMT -6
Sikaaska11 snatched the vase off the shelf and threw it. The intruder ducked. The ceramic shattered against the wall. He grinned at her, holding long sharp blades in both hands. She bolted, trying to get to the gun in her nightstand.
The man blocked her path.
She jumped backwards into the kitchen, an easy hop in her tiny studio apartment.
Sikaaski11 yanked open the cutlery drawer and began flinging silverware at him.
But all he did was grin that sick grin and pace toward her.
"Stupid Quikmart silverware," she muttered. She glanced around. There had to be something else.
There! She grabbed a large butcher knife.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
He smiled and flicked his hand at her.
Something invisible slammed into her legs, knocking her to the ground. Her glasses flew off her face as her head smashed into the kitchen tiles. Pain stabbed her head, causing her to roll to one side, just as he brought a fist down where her head had been. She couldn't see, but she could sure hear the tiles fragmenting at his blow.
The man howled in triumph as he raised his massive fist, dagger in hand for the final blow.
With all her might, she kicked upwards into his crotch.
The howl turned to a scream. His blades fell to the floor with a clatter, just narrowly missing her.
Did I really kick him that hard?
Suddenly, the man was lifted up and tossed into a wall.
Another man stood above her. He kneeled, reaching for her face.
The room swirled around her.
He has blue eyes.
His hand was warm and comforting against her cheek.
She moaned. "I hope you're with the police."
Darkness washed over.
* * * * *
There were voices.
Sikaaska11 tried to open her dry eyes.
Her head thudded with pain as she tried to sit up.
An Asian woman in a camel colored trench coat burst into her apartment.
Sikaaski11 blinked, rubbing her head. "I think he's gone."
The woman holstered her weapon and rushed over to her. "Stay still." She reached for her radio. "I'll call a paramedic."
"No. No. I'm fine." she knew what a head injury was like. The weird wavy feeling in her head was something else.
The cop introduced herself as Sgt. Wonghole as she helped her up off the floor and onto her favourite dragon dido.
"You sure you don't want medical help?"
Despite the fact that the room kept wobbling, Sikaaska11 began telling the cop about how she was attacked when she had returned home from grocery shopping. She had left the door for just a moment to drop the heavy bags in the kitchen. When she had walked back into the living room, the man had been leaning with his arms crossed in her doorframe.
"He had this sick smile. And then he said, 'So you're the one that Master wants." she shivered. She ended her story with the description of the policeman who had saved her. Sgt. Wonghole frowned.
"Ma'am, I think you might have hit your head a little hard. There was no other officer around. And there is no evidence of forced entry, just the broken vase and scattered silverware. Are you sure your attacker wasn't someone you know?"
"No! I'd never seen him before in my life! Wait, if the other guy wasn't police, then who was he?"
Sgt. Wonghole shrugged, flipping her notepad closed. "The call came to us from one of your neighbors. He thought there was some kind of domestic thing with all the screaming and noise."
Sgt. Wonghole finished filling out the report and handed it to Sikaaka11. "Can you please sign here to file this complaint?"
The detective's radio barked with a loud buzz. "Sector Vlad, 10-85 in progress! Wong, you done with that call?"
Sgt. Wonghole jumped up with a curse. She grabbed the sheet in Sikaaska11's outstretched hand. "Crap. All the bad guys are out tonight." The cop grabbed her radio. "Central, done with the aided call. Responding to the 10-85 in Sector Vlad now!" She looked at Sikaaska11. "Lock the door. And be more careful next time."
She rubbed her feminine penis, still aching. "Thank you."
After she had locked the door, she stood there, staring at the dull brass knob.
What the hell had just happened?
She remembered her rescuer's bright blue eyes, burning into her.
How could she imagine someone like him?
She closed her eyes. Crap. Somehow she had to find her glasses.
* * * * *
Late afternoon sunlight filtered in the lone window. Finger-like shadows, cast by long leaves of bamboo stalks sitting on the windowsill, crossed a small ivy patterned rug.
The news blared on the radio.
Just a few feet away, Sikaaska11 swept the broken vase pieces off the exposed hardwood floor.
Everything could have ended.
She threw the shards of the vase into the wastebasket so hard they nearly bounced out.
If it weren't for her mystery rescuer, she could have died.
Her grip on the broom tightened. Why hadn't she been smarter? She didn't need to rely on anyone, let alone a strange man, who didn't even to exist.
There was no way she could have made up the warmth of her rescuer's hand against her cheek, the magnetic way his strange blue eyes drew hers, or the way strands of his dark hair fell over his eyes, highlighting the hard planes of his face.
Even his touch didn't tell her anything about him.
She yanked open the tiny closet door and threw the broom in. Something crunched. She slammed the door shut.
What was the point of being able to read people's emotions through touch when she couldn't even control it? The power was so stupid; it only worked with people she didn't know. As she found herself caring for others more and more, the ability to read that individual would fade.
Those closest had the ability to hurt the most. That's why you couldn't trust them.
Which is why kakashi had so easily deceived her.
Fear had defined all too many of her years. After she had broken up with kakashi, he had stalked her throughout college. With a shiver she remembered the dead roses he had sent to her, the mysterious phone calls at 2 a.m. and the time she had woken up in the middle of the night, to find him standing on her street, staring up at her window.
She had been afraid for so long.
Until Liv reminded her who she was. She was a daughter of Mexican demon hunters and Spanish knights, not to be cowed by some stupid little man, even if he had a massive 18 inch penis.
She had found the courage to stop being afraid and had learned her lesson. She would never let anyone get so close that she couldn't read them anymore. It was one of the reasons she lived in New York City and worked with dead languages. Ironic, that one could more easily stay aloof from others in a city of millions.
She tapped a button on her kitchen radio.
"Investigation into last week's burglary of the National Galleries in Washington D.C. has revealed the theft of several one-of-a-kind Aztec codices dating back to the 14th century. These thefts are in addition to the disappearance of a number of items ranging from 16th century samurai masks to 15th century Aztec ritual knives. Many of these artifacts were not on display and were housed in the Gallery's basement storage area."
Even better news. she punched the counter. Those codices could have been invaluable in her attempts at deciphering the yet untranslated Aztec language. Why hadn't she made the trip to D.C. when she had the chance last month?
"Video footage from the night in question has shown that the items seemed to vanish into thin air. Although the burglary has been referred to the P.P.A. for further investigation, film experts are currently examining the tapes to determine if they have been doctored."
Hmm. Maybe the guy was one of those P.P.A. agents.
She snorted. Yea right. Superheroes like Centurion were like celebrities; you saw them everywhere, but that didn't mean an average person like her would ever meet one.
Her cell phone buzzed, alerting her of a voicemail.
Sikaaski11 sighed, but a thrill shot through her as she listened to the message. The copies of the Marquis De Sade's notes, had arrived at the University!
* * * * *
A noisy car alarm went off, adding to the cacophony of street sounds. As she headed down the sidewalk, bundled up in her winter gear, her thoughts wandered back to Dr Shogun's notes. She paused at a newsstand.
"CENTURION: EARTH'S SEXIEST CHAMPION!" "SILK! IS SHE SOFT AS SHE LOOKS?" she ignored the superhero tabloids, scanning the headlines for more news of the National Galleries burglaries.
Nope. No luck.
Yup, she thought. Only a true dork would be more concerned with the notes of a dead 17th century Franciscan priest serving in the Yucatan, than the fact she had nearly died the night before.
She splashed through a slushy puddle, grateful for her comfy warm winter boots.
An odd feeling sent tingles up the back of her neck. On a hunch, she looked upwards.
Was someone standing on the roof of that building?
As she squinted, the presence disappeared.
She shook off the feeling. Now that she probably imagined.
Still, she drew her coat closer.
Cutting through the park, she finally made it to the campus. She relaxed as she saw groups of students moving about.
No one would ever make her afraid again. It wasn't Kakashi. It couldn't be him. he was locked away in Michigan, doing time for the murder of over 3000 women. He would never get out.
Siskaaski11 quickly retrieved the package and ducked out of the department office. She couldn't use her own office; it was being repainted, and all of her notes were on her computer at home. She headed back toward the park. The sun set too quickly this time of year. If she cut through the park, she'd get home in ten minutes. But if she went around, it meant she would be walking out in the cold and dark for almost another hour.
Of course, she could always take a cab.
The thought made her nauseous. That last time she had taken a cab, the overwhelming chemical pine freshener smell had left her ill for the better part of the night. And with Shogun's journal just waiting to be examined, there was no way she was going to risk being sick.
As she crossed the street over into the park, she was glad to see couples and groups of people still out.
But as she kept walking, the crowds thinned out until she was the only one left on the path. Lia quickened her pace, her hand closing around the pepper spray key chain in her coat pocket. Turning a corner, she was relieved to see a group of five walking on the path as well. Her relief quickly gave way to uneasiness. Though it was dusk, all wore sunglasses. All were well dressed.
And yet all were oddly silent.
She had hoped to pass by them quickly, but their intentions became clear as they blocked the path by walking shoulder to shoulder in a single line.
"Excuse me, do you need something?" she asked as they stopped ten feet away from her.
One of the women laughed. "Yes, honey. You."
She yanked out her pepper spray.
"Get away from me."
The blonde woman stepped forward. "Try, baby."
Before She could react, the woman kicked her wrist. She dropped the pepper spray as pain shot up her arm.
What the hell is wrong with me? She hadn't taken all those self-defense classes for nothing.
She tried to swerve away from the woman's punch but her comrade knocked her feet from under her.
Pain exploded as her head hit the pavement.
Her vision blurred. She couldn't see a thing. Glasses. Where the hell did her glasses go?
Towering above her, a roar suddenly echoed through the park, bellowing a challenge.
Her right hand closed around her glasses. She smacked them on.
The group saw their challenger and collectively snarled, baring fangs that should not have been able to fit in their mouths. They left her to deal with the new threat. She forced herself up.
Even before her eyes focused, she knew it was him.
The blue-eyed man. Killfrenzy. The god of sex.
She watched in amazement as he fought them with the grace of a well-trained martial artist. Like a black cape, his long black leather jacket flew behind him. It was almost like watching a ballet.
Until he wrapped his hand around one man's neck, single-handedly lifting him from the ground.
The man screamed with a sound that should not have come from a human throat and dissolved into little sparks of light. The remaining four backed away in panic.
She bent her head to the ground.
This isn't happening.
The stranger strode over to her as she staggered to her feet. She had hit her head harder than she had thought. He reached out to steady her from behind, supporting her arms with his, subtly forcing her to gain support by leaning her back against his broad chest.
Oh, he was definitely too solid to be a hallucination. Even in this dazed state, she could feel the wall of hard torso that supported her. His arms seemed huge compared to hers. Even hidden by his leather jacket, they conveyed a rare strength.
A deep masculine voice caressed her ear, sending shivers down her neck.
"Are you ok, biatch?"
She steadied herself, and turned to look at him. His beauty was mesmerizing, more perfect than she remembered. His midnight black hair, short and messy, framed his stormy blue eyes perfectly. A five o'clock shadow lay across his well-defined jaw, only highlighting his full lips.
She stammered, "I'm...ok."
He kept her enfolded and supported by his strong arms, as if afraid she would fall again. she couldn't help copping a feel of his very solid biceps as she tried to thank him for saving her. She added softly, "Again."
Reluctantly, he released her from his embrace, but kept one arm around her waist and another arm free for her to steady herself.
Despite the danger in his aura, somehow she felt safe with him. The man whispered into her hair, for despite her height at 5'8" he was still much taller than she was. "I...was looking for you, Dr. love I need to ask a few questions and explain. Let me walk you home."
She nodded. You have questions?
"Wait. How do you know my name?"
He pointed to the package containing Shoguns notes, she displaying her name in big black letters. She flipped it. "Don't call me Dr Love. That's my mother. Just slippery fanny will do."
"Slippery fanny" he repeated, his voice curling around her awareness with a strange sensuality.
She didn't like the fact that she was showing him where she lived. Then again, he already knew where she lived. If he had wanted to take advantage of her, he could have done it the first time.
Her body leaned against him, savoring his warmth and strength.
"Who are you? Are you a P.P.A. agent?"
He carefully kept his eyes ahead. "Killfrenzy No I don't work for the P.P.A., but for the Anal invaders."
She frowned. Everyone denied that the Anal Invaders even existed until after the butt invasion. Even now, the Anal Invaders remained a shadowy organization that no one knew much about. "If you work for the Anal Invaders, why the hell are you telling me? Why did you disappear last night?" And what did you do to that man in the park just now?
"I'm telling you because you may be in danger and I need your help in catching some of your attacker's associates. As for last night, I had to go after one of his partners asses before he could hurt anyone else." He looked ahead. "But I've gotten in touch with the local police regarding the other night and the case is under my jurisdiction."
His hand closed around hers, warm and protective.
The truth of it all sidled into her thoughts, warm, embracing, seductive.
He stopped and looked at her, as if he knew of her abilities.
He did know.
She tried to drop his hand but he held on to her cupping her ass.
She raised her eyes to his face. For a moment, she thought his blue eyes glowed.
"I'm not here to hurt you. I am here to make you cum"
And just as easily as she could read him, the sense faded, leaving nothing but the warmth of his hand enveloping hers.
She jerked her hand away, stuffing it in her coat pocket. "So you just left me lying on the floor? You didn't even call the police to make sure I was ok?"
She caught a glimpse of their reflection as they passed a dark storefront, looking like a pair of young lovers out for an evening stroll.
"I did call the police. You don't think your neighbors really made the call did you? It's not that hard to tap into phone lines. Believe me, when I say I wanted to stay. I had to rescue a hostage that his associate had taken."
She arched an eyebrow. "And you didn't call for backup when you were going after that other guy?"
"It was a... situation only specialists like myself are trained to handle."
Shesnorted in disbelief. "Why are you telling me? Shouldn't it be top secret?"
He laughed suddenly, a loud and lovely masculine sound that brought a smile to her lips. "I'm so tempted right now to turn my reply into a bad line from a movie."
He turned those eyes on her. "Like I said earlier, I have to tell you, because I think you might be able to help me catch more of his associates."
She stopped at the curb, waiting for the traffic to let up. "What makes you think that? I have no clue why I've suddenly become a magnet for crazies.
He took her hand in his again. His thumb began to caress the back of her ass in slow warm circles.
"No idea at all?"
She felt a shiver go through her. Too much.
She yanked her hand away from him. She rammed them back into her pockets, brushing past him to cross the street. He followed her and suddenly yanked her back. A yellow cab zoomed past, honking angrily where she had been just moments ago.
Startled by the depths of his gaze, Sikaaski11 found herself mesmerized.
He linked his arm with hers and walked her across the street.
Great. Now I can't even cross the street without getting myself nearly killed.
The pair reached the door of her apartment building.
She moved to stand on her own, turning to face him. His dark aura of danger was so thick she could almost taste it.
"I...I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful for all you've done. But I just...can't deal with you right now."
To her surprise, he nodded and pulled out a business card, handing it over to her. His fingertips briefly brushed the back of her hand, a casual, everyday motion that should have meant nothing, but seemed to mean everything.
As she looked up into his eyes, she saw a mix of something strange. All too quickly, it was replaced by a guarded look.
"I will call on you tomorrow then. 6 p.m. And we shall talk." She stepped up onto the stoop. Before she could stop him, he kissed her.
Electricity shot through her, sparking sensations in odd places. Desire heated her blood as his tongue delved into her mouth. She trembled as her abilities surged once more. He tasted forbidding, mysterious, in a way that awakened a simmering heat low in her belly.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands on her ass, pressing her more closely against him. She molded her body against his. She felt drunk on his kiss. The heat unfurled in gentle, demanding waves of warmth. It sent shivers throughout her body.
He was telling her the truth.
But there was so much more that lay underneath.
Startled, she pushed him away. She adjusted her glasses.
His eyes were unreadable. "You know the truth now."
She brought a hand up to her lips. She could still feel the aftershocks, skittering around her skin.
What could she say? Something witty, clever, and probing.
"Umm...I will pre lube my ass for you"
He nodded to her and waited. She unlocked the second door, with trembling hands and when she finally turned around once more, he had already disappeared.
Last Edit: Sept 22, 2020 0:29:29 GMT -6 by killfrenzy
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 22, 2020 23:30:50 GMT -6
I'll never forget that night. What started out as a typical night out at museumtoto turned into a life-changing event. And it all started with her, the woman. So lustfully mysterious. I remember when I first saw her. It was a club I had only frequented a handful of times, El Chupacabra and I had waited for my drink at the bar. I turned around just as the music switched to something slow and saw her hourglass figure that swayed in the shadows.
Even in the dark I could see her exquisite figure, curvy and voluptuous. Her breasts swayed with the rhythm of the music, and I could tell they were easily C cups. Her hair was long, curly, and a deep blood red. It also matched her lipstick, which complimented her puffy lips. Even though her lips and hair were vivid red, the rest of her skin was pale. She wore a red dress, which clearly matched the rest of her and it flowed down to her calves. She also had on a black silky scarf that intertwined with her body as she swayed. As she danced, she looked over at me. I saw her emerald eyes stare directly into my soul, and her ruby lips pursed before curving into a sensual smile. It was at that moment I decided to forego my drink and head over to meet her.
She met my eyes once more as I moved towards her. Then she turned her back to me, letting me see her curvy, heart-shaped ass. It moved in sweet perfection with the music, and she motioned for me to come closer. I put my hands on her hips and gripped her with a sense of purpose. As the music faded, she turned to face me. I was finally able to introduce myself as Mad Rooter.
I'm no stranger to attraction, but I have never been the one who has to take initiative. I'm well-toned with the body of an adonis, since I've been a street fighter most of my life. No major scars or injuries either, because even though I've kept in shape I try to avoid anything that would lessen my chance in finding someone to sleep with. I am also fairly groomed, into what they call "manscaping" making sure everything looks clean and trim. My dark brown hair is combed over and matches my trimmed facial hair, and my blue eyes are known to be irresistible to the many people I've slept with. They've always remarked how much they like them, and I use it to my advantage to woo a new potential partner. I've definitely been classified as a "pretty boy" but really just want to do whatever it takes to get into someone's bed.
She finally told me her name: Siskaask11. I looked down as she said this. I'll never forget how sexy she looked. She said her name, and then slowly raised her eyes to lock with mine, biting her lip ever so subtly.
"Can I get you a drink or anything?" I asked. I saw her lips curve once again into a smile, this time a hint of deviancy was behind those luscious lips of hers.
"I am rather thirsty." She whispered, barely audible with the music. I turned to go to the bar, and she grabbed me suddenly and planted her lips onto mine with a sudden urgency I wasn't expecting.
Our lips parted and she looked up at me again with her gorgeous emerald eyes. "Let's have that drink at my place." She replied. I did not need to be told twice.
She took me by the hand and led me out of the club, to the valet, and into her sleek black Porsche. Where this sudden confidence came from, I had no idea. Little did I know that there was more to her than I could ever have imagined.
She drove with a sense of urgency and weaved in and out of traffic. Soon we were out of the city and drove into the countryside.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked.
She smirked and as she drove she said, "We are going back to my place. Just a fore warning though, I'm not the only one who lives there."
"Who else is there? Roommates? Family?"
"I guess you could say family...but you'll just have to see for yourself." She replied. She finally veered the vehicle down a dirt path that as unlit. You would miss it unless you knew it was there. Trees surrounded this road, and it seemed to go in only one direction. Finally she slammed the brakes and I looked up. I couldn't believe my eyes: it was a castle!
"Wait are you telling me you live in this castle?" I asked. It looked abandoned from the outside. I had a strange feeling but I wasn't about to back out, she mesmerized me, and even as she sat in the driver's seat her body exuded a sense of sensuality I had never experienced before.
"I must warn you Mad Rooter, few are invited into this castle. It truly is a privilege. But you must also realize that there will be things you've never seen before. My...family is different. This will be a night you won't forget, but if you want to turn around and go home I will oblige. But if you choose to enter our castle...there is no turning back." She locked eyes with me as she said these last words for effect. There was no way I was going to turn back. I was set on being with her, and was not going to back out of this opportunity to sleep with this goddess.
"I'm all in." I said. I truly hoped I soon would be. She smiled her devious smile, as if she knew a dark secret she wasn't going to tell me. She pressed a button and the gates to the castle opened. The ancient iron gates were massive, complete with spiked prongs at the tip. There was a weird crest in the middle that I couldn't see clearly in the dark, with two large initials in cursive on the crest: CC.
"What's the initials stand for? Family name?" I asked.
She smiled and replied, "No actually. The second C is for Cunt obviously."
"And the first?" I inquired.
She parked the car near the entrance, locked eyes with me and drew her lips close to mine so that they were almost touching. Then she whispered one word, "Carnal." At that we kissed, and I felt her tongue slide into my mouth. I returned the favor and we soon groped each other's bodies as our tongues intertwined and danced in and out of each other's mouths. She finally pulled back as I began to inch my fingers down towards the opening in her dress.
"Not yet." She said. "There's something I want to show you first." She opened the car door and walked out towards the entrance. I could see her curves highlighted in the moonlight, that perfect ass of hers swaying back and forth. Her heels clicked under the stone cobbled entryway that led to two heavy oak doors with the same crest and initials as the ones on the gate. She didn't turn to wait for me, she knew I was going to follow. I quickly went behind her, following her steps to the entrance.
Part Two: The East Wing
There was already a door man there waiting for us. He smiled at Siskaaska11 and glanced at my direction. She said to him, "Siskaaska11 here with one guest for the night." The doorman acknowledged and put his hand on the heavy brass door handle. It was in the shape of a dragon.
"Are you ready" She asked me.
All I could do was nod as I waited for the door to open. We entered a grand hallway with marble floors and staircases. The outside did not do justice to the castles interior. It was surprisingly modern, and definitely not abandoned. I quickly realized we had entered a party at the castle. I was taken aback, but tried to compose myself. Siskaaska11 didn't skip a beat and motioned for me to follow her past the many different people in the castle. They didn't seem to acknowledge my presence and she made no effort to introduce me. I continued to follow her as she moved to the East Wing of the castle. This wing wasn't as well lit, but the windows were wide open with the full moon lighting up the carpeted hallway. She veered to the right and moved two heavy blood red curtains which led us down a hallway. Lanterns glimmered and the hallway seemed to be taking us further into the center of the castle.
We finally reached a heavy blood red door with an iron knocker on it. The door itself was decorated with what appeared to be an orgy. Different brass figurines intertwined in sensual positions. Upon further inspection I noticed the knocker itself was two naked women touching at the feet and kissing right where the heavy brass part was. It seemed wherever she was taking me, it was going to be an area meant for privacy. In a way it was, but in another way it was most certainly not meant for two people to venture by themselves, because when she opened the door I was taken aback.
Through the door was a whole other part of the castle filled with more guests. The only difference between this area and the one we had previously walked through was that everyone was naked. Not only were they naked, they were all having sex! My eyes could not find and area that was void of flesh. People were engaged in various acts in every inch of the area. On the couch to my right were two men who stroked each other's cocks as their female companions scissored and moaned, their shaved pussies wet from their own friction. In the corners of the room were sex swings, all fully occupied. One had a dark skinned man who rammed his nine inch member into a petite pale skinned blonde woman who couldn't have been older than nineteen. Her ass was swung back and forth from his member, and she was clearly oblivious to her sounds, because her moans were decibels louder than the ones around her.
The room seemed to be built for all of these sexcapades that lay before me. The chandelier was full of the same type of nude orgy figurines, and each light seemed to have a sex act of some sort. The marble staircase had a golden rail on each side, and each baluster was a golden nude statue, alternating between male and female. Even the grand fireplace had similar golden nude statues that were interlaced high up the burgundy walls. It seemed this East Wing of Carnal Castle was made for sex, and I couldn't be happier.
The room also had nooks and crannies and dark corners which people were taking advantage of. One corner had a dark curvy woman with her legs wrapped around a pale skinned man. She was pinned in a corner and bounced up and down as he thrusted his sex into hers. Every time she would be down, she would grind her pussy onto him. The contrast between their bodies was quite stunning, and I found myself becoming very aroused at the spectacular view that lay in front of me. The room was filled with noises of ecstasy and bodies glistening as they performed many deviant acts, and I was definitely getting stiff from all of the stimulants in front of me.
A nude female server approached me with a silver tray of glasses filled with drinks. It took every ounce of composure to look at the drinks instead of her glistening body. She was pale with dark brown hair and matching brown eyes. One side of the tray was white wines, while the other side was reds. I went to grab one but Eva beat me to it. She took the red wine for her and handed me the white. I liked that she could take initiative and have such confidence, but something told me she still was hiding something.
Eva looked at my crotch and saw that I was visibly aroused. She smiled and led me up the marble staircase. She motioned for me to take my drink and I began to sip it. She laughed and gulped hers down in one motion and said, "Now hurry up and drink." I happily obliged and felt the crisp white wine slide down my throat. I begin to feel a tingling sensation and my eyes widened and blood rushed throughout my body. I could feel my heart racing, but I assumed it was the anticipation for what the night had in store. We walked up the staircase and were led to another dimly lit hallway. Some nude couples had ventured up here and were making out in the hallway but most were in the occupied rooms.
"Don't worry sweetie," Evan said, "my room is at the end, and it is locked and vacant."
She then flashed that deviant smile I'd been seeing all night. I now began to wonder: had she done this before? What was she hiding? I watched her ass sway side to side as she led me through the corridor.
Part Three: Strangers in the Night
Most rooms were closed with the same blood red curtains, some were shut off completely with doors, and others remained open. Some couples liked to be watched, and it was clear that they got off from it because my eyes would wander into the open rooms and see people engaged in acts I could only dream of.
One in particular had a man engaged with two other females. He was spread onto the bed, his hands and feet tied with rope to each of the bedposts. Both women were licking and kissing his body and he was blindfolded. One woman had olive colored skin and short black hair with sparkling sapphire eyes while the other had straight long black hair with brown eyes. The woman with longer black hair seemed to have an exotic skin tone and had perky size B cup breasts. She was of Asian descent while the other looked Italian. The Italian woman had D cup breasts and a round ass that stuck out as she laid on top of the man kissing him.
The man was moaning in ecstasy as both women kissed every inch of his body. He seemed well toned and completely shaved, on his head and everywhere else. He was tan and had brown eyes, but the eyes were closed as he let pleasure overcome his body. Then, the Asian woman gave soft kisses that trailed down to his hard seven inch cock, and began to engulf his hard member. Her head began to bob up and down as she sucked his hard cock, while the other woman flipped over to face the doorway and move her wet glistening slit towards the man's face.
"Now I want you to bury your tongue inside me, and don't hold back," She said in a thick accent, "Lick me until I cum. I want to feel you lapping up my juices when you make me cum hun."
The man muffled, but the woman had already pushed her pussy into his awaiting tongue and began to grind herself onto his face. As he moaned the Asian woman bobbed her head faster. The other was moving her hips and grinded her pussy at the same speed as her counterpart bobbed her head. She moaned in pure lust as the man ate her out, and she finally began to open her eyes. She saw me staring at them all, licked her lips and winked at me. She motioned for me to come over, but Siskaaska11 stopped me. Siskasska11 gave the woman a look, and the woman nodded as if she understood the unspoken signal. I was oblivious to it, but I felt her go behind me and grab my throbbing hard cock.
"You can look, but don't you dare fucking touch them." Siskaaska11 whispered. She grabbed my cock firmly as if to warn me. Then she continued, "You are mine tonight."
Siskaaska11 continued to stroke my dick, and allowed me to continue watching them. The Asian woman had stopped sucking the man's cock and moved up towards the man. She positioned herself down onto the man's waiting member and began to ride him. He groaned as he felt her soft juicy pussy began to gyrate back and forth. The other girl continued to let him eat her pussy, and moved closer to her partner. They began to make out, as each of them was being pleased by the man. The Italian woman moaned audibly as her pussy was being eaten while the Asian woman continued to quicken the pace, riding the man as fast as she could.
As they fucked, Siskaaska11 moved down to her knees and unzipped my pants. She took out my throbbing hard cock and began to stroke it. She then looked up at me with her big emerald eyes and bit her lip before pursing her lips. Then, in one swooping motion, she took my cock all the way to her throat. My cock isn't massive, but it's a good seven inches. She took every inch and began to deep throat me. I couldn't believe the threesome in front of me, combined with how amazing her mouth felt. Her lips were pressed against my cock and I could feel her tongue corkscrew around my shaft as she sucked me.
The Asian woman spun around and was now facing us. She began to smile too, and I watched as her firm tits began to bounce up and down as she bounced on his cock. Her B cup nipples were perky and small, perfect for nibbling. The Italian's D cups were big and dark nipples, and they hung down as she shoved her pussy into the man's face, panting on all fours as he pleased her.
Sikaaska11 began to stroke my cock as she sucked it. I was already precumming and she was moaning as she tasted me. She hungered for more. Her lustful eyes looked up at me as she swirled her tongue around my shaft, pausing to flick her tongue on my tip to taste me.
The Asian woman was rocking on the man's cock and began to moan as she reached an orgasm. The woman switched and the Italian woman happily hopped on the man's hard member. While the Asian woman was slow and sensual, the Italian liked to fuck fast and hard. She quickened the pace and bounced up and down on his hard cock. She had her back facing towards me, and her juicy ass slapped against the man's thighs. She began to speak in a language I didn't understand, although I think some of it was Italian.
These women seemed to crave the man's sex. It was like they hungered for it. Each of them continued to alternate between riding his cock and being eaten out. The Italian would work him fast and the Asian would be slow and sensual. I was entranced. I felt like the only connection to being outside the room was Eva hungrily giving me mind-blowing oral.
The Italian woman spoke to her partner, "I feel his balls starting to tighten. Our boy toy is about to cum. You know what to do." When she said this something strange began to happen: the Italian woman moved off of the man and removed his blindfold, and both began to kiss his neck. Eva got up and motioned for me to follow her but I still wanted to watch. Eva grabbed my hand and put it on her ass, and took her other hand and placed it on my still hard cock. I began to follow her, but in my last glance I saw the two women, and they looked different. Their eyes had turned red and their teeth began to glisten. Eva had already moved me out of their view, literally guiding me by my cock, so I didn't get to see how it ended. I heard the man moan as he obviously finished, but it was a strange moan, one that sounded like he was in pain too. I was too busy with Eva to dwell on it though, and I followed her down the hall.
Part Four: The Sacrifice
At the end of the hall were two black doors with golden door handles. There was a dragon in metallic red whose outline was painted on both doors. In the middle was a sign on a silver plaque: Eva's Room. She opened the doors and I was taken aback.
In the center of the room was an old-fashioned master bed with a canopy. The walls were made of burgundy red felt, complete with intricate design. The curtains on the canopy were black, and the sheets on the bed were blood red. The floor was marble complete with a Persian rug. In the corner was a red Victorian chair, complete with a vanity table. The fireplace was lit by a remote, and music began to fill the air. At first it seemed like music from the club, but it subtly changed to something I've never heard before. She closed the heavy doors and opened the window that overlooked one of the castle's interior gardens. I could see another couple outside, nude and making love in the moonlight. Their moans were audible to everyone within earshot. Soon, I heard other moans around us. Even through the music, the moans seemed louder and more intense. The walls must not be thin at all, because it was as if the entire castle was moaning.
Sikaaska11, still leading me by the cock, led me to the Victorian chair. She slowly unbuttoned my shirt at first, then ripped it off. I liked how unpredictable she was. She then threw my pants and boxers down to my ankles and pushed me back in the chair. My body went to the chair and left my clothes behind. Eva then danced and swayed to the music. She threw her scarf to the ground before slowly unzipping her red dress. Then, she threw the dress off in one swooping motion. I was shocked to see her wearing a dark red corset with a matching thong, complete with garters and thin fishnet stockings. Her dark red heels still remained on as well.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 24, 2020 15:38:17 GMT -6
Both officers came back, each carrying two sample cups filled to the brim with a translucent, whitish-yellow liquid. Adriana, knowing what it was, seemed to almost jump out of her skin with excitement when she spotted them. She licked her lips with anticipation dancing around as if she needed to use the bathroom. Commander Winters pushed a button on the side panel of the cell. A slot opened with the plexiglass flipping down to create a small shelf just wide enough and tall enough to let the plastic cups fit inside. One of the officers placed their samples on the shelf. He cautiously stepped back, always keeping his eyes on the woman creature.
Adriana grabbed both cups and greedily poured the liquid into her mouth. Globs of the white liquid dribbled down her chin dripping onto her collar bone and sliding into her deep cleavage. She downed the second cup just as vigorously as the first. She wiped the clear, whitish goop off her face with her bare wrist. After giving the two male officers a hungry look she ran her tongue up and down her arm making sure to get every last drop of the sticky fluid.
Immediately, with her hunger temporarily sated, Adriana settled down. She pulled her two proboscises and her tentacles back into her body. The APF officer's eyes slowly regained their original deep brown while both breasts closed up returning to normal. When her fleshy petals closed she ran her hands over them smearing the little bit of white glop into her flesh making sensual humming noises. She raised her hands to her lips and licked each and every one of her fingertips clean. After realizing she just downed two cups of semen, the female cop smiled sheepishly at her audience. She covered her mouth as a slight bubbly burp came out.
"Thank you," Adriana finally said. "I feel much better. Sorry about the display."
"Can you give us any more information?" Commander Winters asked. "About how you ended up like this, the hive or anything else?"
Adriana nodded. "This is only temporary," she explained. "I don't know how long I'll be able to hold this form but I'll try to tell you as much as I know while I'm in this state. I don't know what Jane did exactly. She must have put something in the drink she offered me at her apartment. She used whatever her breasts were secreting I think. She's no longer my queen anymore. I have been separated from her hive for too long. Whatever chemicals that kept me linked to her and the hive have already passed out of my system and I've been fighting it this whole time."
Winters approached the plexiglass. "When we found you, you were, um, pleasuring a number of men in the middle of the street," she said.
"I-I-I had to. I didn't want to eat them. To sustain my body and keep me from falling into a dormant state I need as much male DNA as I could find. Either I get it from eating men or having as much sex as possible."
"Eating men? Like through those tubes you had coming out of you? Or through your breasts?"
"Both...or any way I can get semen or flesh into my body. It helps us replenish the nutrients and energy we lose during the day and allows us to keep our genetics fresh and healthy. Men are food to us. Another way to do it is to exchange genetic information with the sisters of the hive or converting other women into sisters. Eating men and staying with the hive seems to be the most effective way to stave off dormancy and keep myself human. If I eat someone I can go for a few days before my body needs it again. Having sex and taking in semen is only a temporary fix. My body hasn't reached dormancy yet. It's getting close."
At that point Adriana hunched over and grabbed her stomach. Her body made a burbling growl. Her eyes started getting cloudy again.
"What happens when you enter into full dormancy?"
"I-I-I don't know," Adriana replied. "All I c-c-can tell you is th-th-that creature you saw me turn into was near the last stage," She held her stomach and doubled over in pain. "M-m-more. I-I-I need more if I'm going to keep this state for long."
From the corner of her eye, Commander Winters noticed that Lynn was sitting up in her cell. She looked over at the captive. Lynn's tentacles were gone and her body seemed to have gone back to normal except for a bright sheen. She gave the commander a wide, toothy grin. Her ugly pink eyes lit up as she quietly, intently listened to the conversation. The brunette lifted a leg up letting the blanket fall off her shapely bare leg. A lump seemed to be over her crotch under the blanket rhythmically moving up and down. Lynn's face contorted into that of pleasure as she moved under the blanket. She gasped and glanced at the area for a minute then back at the commander. She smiled as she brought a slime covered hand out from under the blanket. She placed it into her mouth sucking the stuff from her fingers.
"I'm so sorry," Lynn said, feigning mortification, "I've just been so horny lately. Perhaps you can come in and help me? It looks like Officer Ruiz is having the same problems. She might not be able to talk for too long."
Nicole moved over to the other plexiglass barrier and signaled to the officer with the remaining sample cups. She opened the panel. The officer came over and placed his two cups on the little shelf. With the blanket draped over her body, Lynn sashayed across the cell to the plexiglass. She placed her hands on the clear barrier and pouted.
"Oh you're no fun." the Lynn creature said. "The big strong leader of FAP Central Command is too scared to give me what I need. I thought you were a woman. Not a little girl."
The Lynn creature picked one of the cups up. She inspected the contents, slowly swishing the white goop around as if she was some sort of sperm connoisseur. Unlike Adriana, she revelled the attention she was getting. Lynn moved the cup to her nose and waved her free hand over it inhaling the semen's odor. She placed her tongue on the rim of the cup and tipped a tiny bit of the liquid toward her. A small drop of the sperm slid out over the rim. She bristled as the spunky, pickled flavor of the liquid registered on her taste buds. Lynn sipped the liquid and swished the little bit around in her mouth then swallowed. Her eyes fluttered as she savored the salty flavor. She let out a sigh.
"Hmmm," Lynn hummed. "I detect a subtle hint of alcohol in this one. Your boys couldn't get the good stuff? They had to go for the winos in minimum security? And this one's fresh. Must have picked this guy up a few minutes ago. You guys are lucky I like a little alcohol with my meal."
Lynn guzzled the contents of the cup down. She smiled as she let out a semen laden belch. Placing a slime covered hand over her mouth she let out a little giggle. She took the second cup and smelled it the way she did the first. Her nose curled at the strong odor of the second. As she had done before, she placed her tongue on the rim of the cup licking some of the white liquid. A shiver ran through her body.
"Oooh," Lynn said. "This is something interesting. Guy took a few chemical enhancers." She sniffed the contents once again. Then she took a sip. "Oooh yes. This guy hasn't had sex in a while. Let's see. Muscle enhancers. Nanotech muscle enhancers in fact. I can taste the small microcapsules. Along with a few performance and fertility enhancers. I taste a little bit of something else." She took another sip. "Amphetamine. A very powerful amphetamine. Illegal. R-67. Very powerful. Probably thought the enhancers would make him attractive. The build up of chemical synthetic cocktail in this guy's semen is so good."
Lynn continued to drink the contents of the cup. She closed her eyes. Her other hand slid underneath the blanket. The only noises that came from her were humming noises. The blanket slid down a little giving the officers a view of her deep cleavage. The humming turned into moaning and grunting. She moved her hand up between her breasts then up around her neck. She dropped the empty cup and let out one long moan. She brought her other hand to her chest and massaged her breasts
"That felt so good," Lynn said stretching. She threw off the blanket revealing her entire bare body.
There was no sign of the wounds from the X-P pistol shots. Both of her enormous round breasts were still partially open and two tentacle-tongues hung out penetrating deep within her vaginal folds. She moved her hands across her open breasts, then down to her thighs. After running her slippery palms across her legs a couple times, she moved them toward her groin over her pubic mound where she massaged the flesh around hervaginal folds. Once in a while a stray finger would brush up against her sensitive nub causing her to close her eyes and tense up in pleasure. Eventually, she released herself.
"As I was saying," Lynn said. "I overheard you talking with Adriana. Why don't you join me Nicole? I'll be able to help you understand a few things." Her eyes moved back and forth between the two officers. A smile on her face. She licked her lips. "Your boys can join in too if they want."
Commander Winters stared at the brunette. The partially recovered Lynn-creature slid her tentacles up against her body. They left trails of translucent slime as they slipped back between the fleshy petals of her breasts. Her hands followed the tentacle-like tongues, rubbing and spreading the liquid across her stomach and heaving chest. Her breasts closed around the tentacle tongues returning to normal. She used a finger to grab a little bit of the goo and put it up to her mouth. With a seductive smile she let her tongue slip out.
"Come in here," the Lynn-creature said. Her tongue just barely brushed against the coated finger. A small clear trail of slime bridged between her tongue and the finger. "I will answer any of your most pressing questions about what I am."
"D-D-Don't listen to her!" the Adriana-creature gurgled. She leaned against the plexiglass trying to keep her body under control. "She wants to turn you."
"Shut up you!" the Lynn-creature snapped. She moved in close to the plexiglass and placed the palms of her hands against the barrier. She gave Commander Winters a big, saccharine smile. "She doesn't know what she's talking about. I just want to talk. Won't you come in here for just a little itty bitty minute? I'll show you everything."
One of Lynn's breasts moved. The officers took out their guns. The former state prostitute moved away from the barrier and raised her hands feigning innocence. A big smile crossed her face. She narrowed her eyes and gave the commander a little wink.
"I won't do anything," she said, "Maybe your boys could also bring me a bit more semen. I'm still so very thirsty. I promise I won't do anything to hurt the commander."
Commander Winters glanced at the two accompanying officers. They lowered their weapons and left.
"They're gone," Winters said. "That's all you get."
"Oh you're no fun," Lynn pouted.
"So. Talk. What happens at dormancy?"
"Mmmm. Down to business. I like that about you. Always have. Why don't you come a little closer and I'll tell you. The acoustics of the cell I'm in are so terrible. I won't really be able to get my point across well enough."
Commander Winters gave the woman a stern look. She noticed Lynn's breasts still moving. The tentacles held within were still eager to get her flesh. Lynn held her stomach as a couple of orgasmic twinges bubbled up. She giggled as they did.
"Quit stalling," Winters commanded. "I can hear you just fine."
At that moment a gasp came from Cell A. Then a strange gurgling moan. Commander Winters looked back into the cell to see if the occupant was alright. Strange pink slime dripped from Adriana's body. Her breasts started rippling as the X shaped slits spread back out. Her eyes once again completely reverted back to pink and it seemed like all of the flesh on her body started to become pliant and lightened with a pink tint. She doubled over and backed away to the bed. Her hand was already deep within her folds diving forcefully into her body. As the former officer played with herself a flood of white goop intermixed with chunks of pink slime started flowing out, splattering onto the tile floor. The commander looked back at Lynn. The state prostitute grinned at her. At the sounds coming from her neighbor's cell, she moved her hand down between her legs. She dove deeply pleasuring herself. Her juices fell to the floor at her ministrations.
"It looks like your girlfriend will be demonstrating instead," Lynn said after licking her bottom lip. "She really should have been eating more. Like I have."
Commander Winters scowled at Lynn. The woman with the jet black hair just laughed delighted at all the chaos this was causing.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 29, 2020 22:55:50 GMT -6
When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I felt was my cock buried between two warm, soft yet firm buttocks. It took me a moment to fully realize it was Emma Watson's ass I was feeling. During the night we had apparently turned until we were spooning. I went over the events of last night as I lay there enjoying the sensation of having this world star sleeping next to me, naked as the day she was born. I smelled her hair and still detected a faint trace of lavender from the shampoo she used. She must have felt me stir since she wiggled a bit a tried to crawl even closer to me. I gave her a soft kiss in her neck and she moaned appreciatively before once again dozing off. I removed myself from her bed and checked the time. 5 am seemed like an insanely early hour to rise, but it had been a habit of me for a couple of years. I had learned that the best time to get some workout done was before breakfast, so I had cultivated that habit. I went to the central room and called the reception.
"Hey, this is Pete from the suite. Would you be so kind as to warm up the spa for me?"
"Sure sir, but please take into account it will take about an hour before it's fully ready."
"No problem, I'll be in the gym anyway."
"Very well sir, have a nice day."
I loved the way these English receptionists worked. Polite, efficient and to the point, just the way I liked it. I put on my gym clothes and took along a bag with some slacks, a fresh shirt, and some underwear.
As I made my way up to the top floor where the gym and spa were located, I realized Emma hadn't given me her safe word yet. I chuckled as I thought about how to make her pay for that. My cock reacted to my thoughts. Perhaps I should forbid her to wear panties for the rest of the day. Or I should make her go topless at all times she was in the suite or perhaps just have her go completely naked. Or maybe just make her wear the leather panties I had bought for her, combined with the remote controlled vibrator. My thoughts were interrupted by a chime from my cell phone. An email from a friend I made in Belgium during my studies. Apparently one of our mutual friends would be getting married in a few weeks and I was invited to both the wedding and the stag night. If I could please confirm attendance at the earliest and inform him if I would bring a plus-one. I marked the email for future handling and walked into the gym.
About an hour later I had completed my work out and felt ready for some time in the spa. Just as I was taking of my work out clothes my cell phone made its tell-tale sound of a text message.
[Where are you?]
Emma apparently had woken up early as well.
[spa, top floor. Just finished work out, come up, wear nothing ;-) ]
I finished undressing and walked into the spa naked. At this hour nobody else would come in and if they did, well they would just have to handle me being naked. I showered and walked into the sauna. For about ten minutes I let my muscles relax and soak in the heat. I left the sauna and showered once more before lowering myself in the Jacuzzi. A few minutes later I heard the door of the spa open and I turned my head to see who was coming in.
It was Emma, wearing a white fluffy bathrobe, her hair still somewhat ruffled from bed. I smiled at her and she smiled back at me.
"Why did you leave?" Emma asked as she moved towards me.
I looked up at her as she walked towards me, the robe opened up slightly as her legs moved and I was pretty sure she wasn't wearing much else.
"I always work out around this time of the day, Emma." I gestured towards the showers. "Please, go shower and join me."
She looked at the shower and nodded. As she walked towards it she undid her robe and let it flow from her shoulders treating me to an impromptu striptease. Her shoulders came into view first, followed by a slight side boob. As her ass came into view I appreciated once again the firmness of her buttocks and especially the two small dimples right at the top of her ass. She lifted her heels to hang the robe on the hanger and it made her buns tighten even further. I soaked in the Jacuzzi while she showered and a plan formed in my mind. A minute later Emma left the showers and I could lavish my eyes on her front. Two perfectly shaped breasts topped by dark round nipples. They glistened in the ambient light of the spa. Further down her pussy also shone with pearls of water and her pussy lips glided against one another as she walked towards me. She stepped into the Jacuzzi with a sigh and moved to lie against me. I draped my arm around her shoulder and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
"Morning Pete." Emma replied as she snuggled against me.
I gently started caressing her arm and she responded by placing her hand on my stomach. She moved it down and as she touched my cock it twitched softly. She giggled and looked up at me. I responded by kissing her on the mouth. Her hand moved further down to cup my balls and she softly started to massage them. Obviously my cock reacted immediately and started to rise.
"I had an awesome time last night Pete."
"As did I, Emma. Though I'm not really sure where we're going from here."
"I was really hoping you would repeat last night's performance to be honest," Emma replied as she squeezed my balls a bit harder.
"Hmm," I replied.
"What? You don't want to?" Emma turned towards me, trusting her breasts forwards at me.
I winked and stood up, climbed out of the Jacuzzi and walked to the L-shaped sofa. I dried off just enough and sat down in the corner, legs spread, cock sticking up into the air.
"Miss Watson," I started, switching to my Voice.
Emma's eyes went wide and a smile formed on her lips.
"You failed in your tasks yesterday." I said sternly.
"Did I sir?" Emma replied, confusion clear in her face.
"Come here and dry off."
Emma did as instructed. After she had towelled herself dry she stood in front me . I folded my own towel and laid it in front me.
"Kneel Miss Watson," I ordered.
She did and sat down demurely, her hands in her lap, head down.
"You really don't remember?"
"No sir, I really don't." Emma replied in a soft voice.
"Think about it for a second then." I answered as I got up and walked to the spa door and locked it from the inside prohibiting anyone else from coming in unannounced.
As I turned back to Emma, I noticed she had turned her head to watch me. As she noticed me turning she turned her head back as fast as she could, but I had noticed anyway. I sat back down next to her.
"Still no idea?" I asked in a soft voice.
Emma only shook her head. I tutted softly.
"Stand up Miss Watson." She did. "Come lie on my lap, ass up." Emma looked at me with big eyes but did as she was told. She lowered herself onto me and I moved her a bit so that her ass was positioned on top of my right leg, sticking up quite a bit. I put my hand on her buttocks and gently caressed them.
"Perhaps I should try to reawaken your memory." And with that I smacked her ass gently. A soft tap, that made more sound than it did cause pain. But Emma yelped nonetheless.
"I told you that any question I asked you had to be replied to by using the word 'sir', Miss Watson." Another slap, slightly harder this time, another yelp.
"Well?" I asked, slapping her again, hard enough this time to leave a small red welt on her buttocks.
"Yes sir, sorry sir, I forgot sir." Emma gasped, though I am sure I detected a small amount of pleasure in her voice. "Please forgive me sir."
With her last phrase I noticed she started clenching her thighs together. I slapped her again, solely on her right thigh. Emma's response was a clear combination of pain and pleasure this time. I left my hand on her thigh and moved my thumb in between her buttocks pulling them apart a bit. Her pink puckered asshole came into view for a second before I lifted my hand once more for another slap, this time focussing on her left thigh. Again Emma gasped in that sweet combination of pain and pleasure.
"Still no recollection of what it is that you forgot to do yesterday?" I asked as I started caressing her ass. My hand moved from her buttocks down to her things and downwards between her thighs. She opened her legs just a bit to allow me access before answering.
"I think I do sir, I failed to inform you of a safe-word sir."
"Correct Miss Watson," as I said this, my thumb touched her pussy lips. Emma moaned in pleasure and I felt an exhilarating combination of heat and wetness coming from between her pussy lips. I moved my hand closer to her pussy and moved my thumb upwards between her lightly engorged lips. My thumb became soaking wet from the juices she was creating and it glided smoothly towards her ass. I turned my hand slightly so that my middle finger came to rest on top of her clit and my thumb could easily touch both her vagina opening and rosebud between her cheeks. Emma inhaled sharply as I let my thumb rest for the moment on the soft sensitive skin between those two holes. I pressed my middle finger gently against her clit and she exhaled a sigh that told me she was becoming very horny very fast.
"So have you thought of something yet?" I asked as I started to massage her clit. Emma's first response was only to open her legs even more. I enjoyed the sight immensely. Two red cheeks, a pink puckered asshole between them that seemed to be winking at me each time her muscles contracted from my attention on her clit.
"I'm thinking about it, sir." Emma responded.
"Think fast Miss Watson, if you cum before you decide, I'll have you walk down to your suite wearing nothing but my cum on your face." As I said this I trusted my thumb forcefully into her pussy. The velvet softness of her insides was countered by the heat that engulfed my thumb. I felt my cock become rock hard beneath her and she must have felt it. She moaned and tried to think. But all she was able to do for now was enjoy the movement of my finger on her clit and the thrusting of my thumb in her pussy.
"How am I supposed to think like this... sir" Emma moaned, only adding the 'sir' as an afterthought. She started squirming in my lap, but I used my other hand to hold her firmly in place.
"I don't really care Miss Watson," I replied as I added my ring finger to the one already massaging her clit. I started applying more pressure on her most sensitive of places and Emma gasped in pleasure. I removed my thumb from her pussy and got a sigh in return.
"How about..." Emma started saying, but her words turned into another moan of pleasure as I moved my now completely soaked thumb towards her still virgin puckered hole. I coated her asshole with her own pussy juices and Emma only reacted by pushing her ass upwards against my thumb.
"I'm still listening, Miss Watson."
"I've got one, sir" Emma started, but before she could continue I pressed my thumb against her rosebud, forcing her anus to open up before the tip of my thumb, simultaneously I increased the pace with which I was massaging her clit. Emma's moans became more insistent as her climax started building within her.
I eased the pressure on her ass and let her catch her breath for a second.
"Sir, it will be e..."
Again I pressed my thumb hard against her ass, entering her anal cavity just a bit more while continuing to massage her clit.
"Fuck, that's good... Sir, it will be ex..."
I continued my combined assault on her clit and ass. Making fast small circles on her clit applying enough pressure that I felt her weight on my legs diminish. I pressed my thumb deeper into her ass and felt her weight on my legs increase again. Emma gasped, her breathing becoming fast and erratic.
"Ex... Ex... Exp..." Every time Emma started to speak I would press my thumb against her puckered rose bud. Before she had tried speaking four times I had buried my thumb completely in her ass while still fingering her clit with as much force as I could muster. I felt my muscles in my lower arm become sore but I persisted.
"Expe... Sir, please... Expelli..." Emma tried to force the words between her moans and gasps for air. But by now I was simply fucking her ass with my thumb and she had a climax coming, a major one at that, so she was unable to fully utter the word she wanted to speak.
I felt her muscles starting to contract and I was sure she would cum within seconds. I eased the movement of my thumb just a bit but continued the massaging of her clit. My other hand I moved towards her left breast. As I grabbed her breast in my hand I moved my thumb over her hard nipple and knew by the way she started screaming her orgasm had taken her.
"Ex... Pell... I... Ar... Muuuuuuuuuuusssss" Emma screamed the word, one syllable at a time each time I combined a push of my thumb with a squeeze of her nipple. The fingers that were still massaging her clit received a gush of pearly cum from her pussy and Emma bucked all over my lap as an immensely powerful orgasm took hold of her.
As she came down from her high I gently removed my thumb from her ass and was pleasantly surprised to see it was completely clean. I continued softly massaging her clit and nipple as Emma's orgasm ran its final course through her body. She was panting hard, out of breath and still enjoying the explosion of passion that had wracked her body only seconds ago.
"Expelliarmus?" I asked while trying to hold in my chuckle. "Really, Emma?"
She just giggled in response.
I started caressing her buttocks that were still red from the spanking I had given her earlier. Emma sighed contently as she enjoyed the soft stroking I was giving her. After about a minute she climbed of and sat down next to me giving me a sloppy kiss on the mouth.
"It's appropriate, isn't it?" She asked while eying my still rock hard cock.
"It's the disarming spell, right?"
She nodded and looked around for the folded towel she had kneeled on earlier. She bent down from the sofa sticking her still dripping wet ass and pussy in my face. I got treated to a waft of pussy smelling deliciousness as she grabbed the towel from the floor. She refolded it and placed it again in between my feet. Again she bent over to do so and this time I couldn't resist. I grabbed her thighs, lifter her up so her knees went over my shoulders and buried my face into her pussy. It tasted as good as it smelled. I licked her hard and deep and all she did was moan and squeeze her things together. I put my arms around her waist and held on tight as I continued licking her pussy and ass. Suspended upside down as she was, she had my hard cock inches from her face.
She responded by placing her hands on my own thighs and lifting her head just a bit. A second later I felt heat around the tip of my cock followed soon by her tongue circling around my crown. She applied a lot of saliva it seemed as I felt it dribbling down my cock. When next I licked her from clit to asshole she lowered her head over my cock, taking as much as she could in one go. It felt superb. The superstar Emma Watson was sucking my cock once more, while hanging upside down, my face buried between her legs. I knew I couldn't keep this position much longer so I enjoyed every minute of it, lavishing myself with as much of her pussy juice as I could. But after less than a minute of her sucking my cock I had to lower her back onto the sofa. She released my cock with a soft pop and looked me in the eye.
"We will be doing some more of that mutual sucking, I really love it." Emma spoke with fire in her eyes, "I just felt bad I couldn't reach your ass with my mouth though."
My cock twitched at her last words and I smiled. She grinned and moved to her knees between my legs.
"Now then, where was I?"
Emma took my cock in her hand and softly started stroking it. Instead of taking my cock back into her mouth she now focused her attention on my balls. Licking them, then softly sucking them and back to licking them. She started moving her hand in a small rotation as she was stroking me, and moved her mouth back to the tip of my cock. As she placed her lips on my cock she winked at me. She slowed her stroking but as she moved down with her hand, so did her lips slide over my cock. She pushed her tongue against the bottom of my cock, sliding the slightly rough side of her tongue over my frenulum. Each time her hand moved back up in a twisting motion so did her mouth. She repeated the movement and whenever she went down she tried to take more of my cock into her mouth until she had it all between her lips, save for the part she still had in her hand. She now started bobbing in earnest, going up and down like a pornstar. Each time she bottomed out I felt something against the tip of my cock and I realized it must be her throat. And each time I did so, I heard her choke just a bit as she came up again. Streams of spit started to escape her mouth and started to cover first her hand, then my balls and finally even my ass. I opened my legs further. Emma moved her other hand underneath my own right thigh and pushed upwards. I lifted both my legs until my heels rested on the sofa, and Emma moved her left hand softly over my balls downwards to my own anus.
"You dirty little girl," I spoke, "what are you planning down there?"
Emma just kept on bobbing up and down on my cock, but she traced a single finger, I guessed it was her index finger, over my anus, this time coating my own puckered hole with her saliva. I groaned in pleasure and started to feel my own orgasm building. She applied just a bit of pressure on my anus with her finger and due to the fact that her finger was really tiny she just slipped the tip of it in there without much trouble.
"God Emma, what are you doing?" I asked, as I had never had anything moving down there in that direction. She just kept on sucking me and twirling her tongue around my cock. She applied a bit more pressure with her finger and moved it further up my ass. With the tip of her finger started she started making small 'come here' motions, pushing up just a bit. A shiver went up my spinal column; pure pleasure was being created around my cock and ass. The muscles in my own pubic area started to contract without my control as my own orgasm became more and more imminent. I laid back my head and all I could do was moan her name.
"Emma, Emma, Emma..."
She took it as encouragement to continue. She altered her bobbing up and down my cock to an alternating strong and soft sucking of my crown while she started stroking my cock with the rotating movements once again. Next she pushed her finger up in just a bit more. She touched my prostate through my ass and all my senses now centred on what she was doing there. I felt what would most likely be a real torrent of cum building at the base of my cock. Emma must have noticed something in my body language as she increased the pace of her jacking me off and applied just a tad more pressure on my prostate. It was too much to handle.
My orgasm exploded from my cock. A stream as large as any I had ever produced spurted from my cock into her hot mouth. She swallowed it all while she kept on licking my cock and tickling my prostate. A second spasm of muscles produced a second stream of cum, it flowed into her waiting mouth and again she swallowed. Each time she tickled my prostate my muscles contracted and produced more cum, the streams becoming less large as she continued but she kept on milking me. She kept the last few spurts in her mouth as she twirled her tongue around my crown which was becoming rapidly too sensitive for whatever she was doing. As I regained control of my senses and body I looked down as peered straight into her eyes. I saw something I couldn't quite place but I smiled and her eyes returned the smile. She gently removed her finger from my ass and released my cock now only holding the tip in her mouth. She did something with her hands before sitting up and releasing my cock from her mouth. I saw she still had a fairly large amount of cum in her mouth. She showed it to me and moved her tongue around in her mouth. She then closed her mouth and made a show of swallowing it all. She looked down and a final drop of cum was resting on my now rapidly deflating cock. She licked that clean as well and then climbed on top of me, settling on my lap with her knees on either side of me.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 29, 2020 22:56:20 GMT -6
"Where on earth did you learn to do these things?" I asked incredulous.
"As I said earlier, some pornstar named Sasha," Emma answered as she looked at me with an accomplished look on her face. "She performed in a number of videos and seemed to do all kinds of things and seemed to enjoy them all."
"I think I know who you speak of," I replied as the name Sasha Gray came to mind.
"There are some other things she did that I want to try though," Emma said as she moved forward and laid her head against my shoulder.
I moved my left hand around her and started to gently caress her side. She got goosebumps as I did so. So I grabbed another one of the clean towels and draped it around us while holding her against me.
Neither of us spoke for few minutes until my cell phone chimed again. I looked at it and noticed Emma's first appointment was due in an hour.
"We need to get going Emma," I spoke softly
"Hmm, can't I stay here for a while longer?" as she hugged me.
I chuckled as I hugged her back.
"So where do we go from here?" I asked.
"I've got a pretty tight schedule with the release of the movie coming up." Emma replied.
"So you'll be seeing the rest of the cast a lot?" I asked.
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"Perhaps..." I hesitated for a second and Emma lifted her head to look at me questioningly.
"Perhaps we could invite a friend over for dinner sometime?"
Emma moved to sit next to me and looked at me with a thoughtful look.
"What do you mean?" Emma asked with a bit of worry in her voice.
"Ehm, I mean dinner. You know a few drinks, some food, and pleasant conversation... those things. But somewhere without 25 other people present. Just some friends, having dinner."
Emma stood up and walked to her bathrobe and clothed herself. As she turned to face me I had followed her lead and was getting dressed myself. She seated herself on one of the dry sofas and watched me getting dressed.
"Pete," Emma started and waited for my attention.
I started buttoning my shirt and looked at her.
"I... It's only been a few days since I broke up with Will, but it's not like he and I had anything serious going on the last few months..." Emma seemed to be unable to find her words. Something I was not really accustomed to. So I finished my shirt, gathered the towels in a heap, threw them in the box for cleaning and moved towards her. As I stood before her I squatted before her and looked into her eyes.
"Hey, I'm YOUR bodyguard Emma, before anything else; it's my job to look out for YOU. And all of this," I gestured towards the room. "All of this is extra. So please, if there is anything I can do for you..."
Emma turned her eyes away from me and nodded.
"Let's just go back to the suite; Luke will want me to be ready soon."
I rose and offered her my hand. She took it and I squeezed a bit. She returned the squeeze and walked to the door.
Four days later I followed Emma into the lift, it was almost midnight and the past days had been packed with social events, interviews, appearances and everything else that came with being a star in a new blockbuster. As usual Emma had shown her broad smile at each of the events, but I had noticed her energy draining away as she was being lived by events. As we ascended to her suite I checked the upcoming scheduled events. I noticed Emma would have a night off two days from now. As we entered the suite I busied myself with making our regular evening drink and Emma changed into her night attire. Her regular rugby jersey combined with a comfortable robe, accidentally the same she had worn to the spa a few days earlier.
We sat down on the couch and I started rubbing her feet as per usual. She sipped from the rum-coke and sighed as she closed her eyes.
"You have an evening off the day after tomorrow Emma" I started.
"And?" she replied while hiding her yawn behind her hand.
"I was thinking you could call a friend and invite her to dinner." I suggested.
"And where would we go? Here in the suite? Again staying cooped up inside?" Emma's voice sounded almost like a whine. It was high time she got some time off to recharge the batteries.
"I know a pub not too far from here. It's dark, there are several more or less hidden booths where you could sit and have a quiet meal. If I place myself correctly nobody would even be able to see you. I'm sure I can clear it with Luke."
She looked up at me and for the first time in two days her eyes lit up.
"That would be very nice, Pete." Emma grabbed her phone and started to text immediately.
I continued to rub her feet as she finalized the details with whomever she was texting.
"Bonnie will be here around 7." Emma said finally.
"Who?" I asked curiously.
"Bonnie Wright, I'm sure you know her. She plays the role of Ginny. You met her at the dinner some days ago." Emma replied.
I nodded but my face clearly depicted my questions for explanation.
"I already said we had gotten quite close, didn't I?"
"Should I be worried, is she a lesbian?" I asked with a chuckle.
"I think she's bi to be honest. I don't even know if she has any experience at all being with a woman, or any experience at all for that matter. Perhaps we can figure that out the day after tomorrow?" Emma said and winked at me. "We did some minor stuff together already, but nothing serious."
"Would you like it if she played along with our game?"
Emma just smiled before answering. "Wouldn't you?"
"Great, I'll make sure we get a table." I took a sip from my drink as Emma did the same. "There's something else I want to talk to you about."
Emma got a frown on her face.
"Should I be worried?" She asked.
I shook my head and grabbed my own phone opening the email concerning the wedding in Belgium in a few weeks.
"I've been invited to a friend's wedding in a few weeks. I haven't seen him or the rest of the gang in almost 10 years. And I wanted to know if I could get the time off to go to the stag night and wedding."
"Where is the wedding?" Emma asked as she sipped from her drink again.
"Belgium. The stag night is in two weeks, Saturday starting at noon until Sunday morning. The wedding is two weeks later."
"I was born there remember? I only left Belgium after I had gotten my degree and began to work as a bodyguard."
"What's the plan for the stag night?" Emma asked.
"I don't know yet, I'm sure I can get the details if needed. But I assume it's something silly during the day, followed by dinner, drinks and going to a club where we meet the girls."
Emma placed her now empty glass back on the table and moved towards me. It was the first sign of anything but professional contact we had had in four days. She snuggled against me and I lifted my arm to embrace her.
"I'm sure we can arrange something in my schedule." Emma asked as she placed her head on my shoulder.
I wasn't entirely sure if what she was saying was what I hoped she was saying, but given the carnal pleasures in which we had indulged ourselves the past week, I decided to take the risk.
"Emma, would you like to come with me to the wedding?"
I felt more than I say Emma smile. She inhaled deeply as she snuggled closer to me.
"What do you mean?" She asked, clearly fishing for something.
"I mean, would you, Emma Watson, like to come with me to a wedding as my date?"
Emma sighed and moved so she could look me in the eye.
"Pete, I would love to be your date for that wedding." Emma's smile was as lively as it had been. "On one condition though."
I raised my eyebrows but kept silent.
"I want to come with you to that club."
"I see." I answered, a bit worried about security in a club. "How about I check where we will be going and make sure I can guarantee your safety there and the absence of any nosy reporters."
I already started thinking about how I would arrange safety measures when something else hit me.
"Wait..." and I looked back at Emma. "Are you willing to let other see that we have something else going on besides a working professional relationship?"
"It's what I wanted to say the other day in the spa, Pete. It's been a long time since I have felt this good and safe with somebody. I don't know how I would describe my feelings for you, but they go way beyond bodyguard and client... And no, I don't want to start singing 'I will always love you' or something, but..." Emma just sat there looking at me for a second.
"Yeah, I'm willing to go there and let those people know we have something extra. Just don't let Luke know, ok? He'll start whining about press releases and an arranged paparazzi photograph or something."
I grinned like a 16-year old boy who just got told by the most gorgeous girl in class that she likes him. I grabbed Emma rather forcefully and pressed my lips against hers. She squeaked for a second before reciprocating my kiss.
"I'll get started on the arrangements," I said as I released her but didn't get further as Emma jumped me and gave me kiss back. Before things could get heated I pushed her away and informed her that the next day would be packed and she needed her sleep.
"Spoilsport!" and she stuck out her tongue at me before moving to her bedroom.
I replied to the email asking for a telephone number so I could call and arrange details. I mentioned I would bring a date, but didn't say anything about her identity. I received an answer almost immediately with his phone number. I dialled.
"" (translated from Dutch)
We spoke for about five minutes before we got to the details of the stag night. It seemed we would be doing a paintball thing, followed by a 'cantus' after which we would have dinner at a decent restaurant. The club we would be going to would be the club owned by Frank, the groom to be. I immediately felt a whole lot better. I knew Frank to be a stand-up guy and I was sure I could come to some arrangement with him regarding security. If I remembered correctly the club was called the 'Vampire Lounge' and was known for a couple of good things: large secluded booths, very good music and discreet waiters.
As I finished my call with Tim, Emma peeked out of her bedroom.
"Pete?" I looked up at Emma's voice.
"Would you... I would like it if you slept with me. Just sleep I promise!"
I chuckled and nodded. I disrobed and took a very quick shower and less than ten minutes later we lay in bed together. I only had my boxers on and Emma was only clad in the rugby jersey, but for now cuddling seemed to be the only thing on her mind. I didn't mind and explained to her the details about stag night.
The next day as Emma was doing her eleventeenth interview I made arrangements to sleep in a very decent hotel not too far from the Vampire Lounge club. I made the reservation under my name to ensure discretion.
"Pete, I'm going to take a bath now." Emma called from her room. It was around five in the afternoon and at seven Bonnie was supposed to show up and we would be going out together.
"All right Em," I responded before going back to my reading.
A minute later I was again interrupted as the phone rang.
"Hello, this is Pete."
"Hello sir, this is the reception. We have a visitor here to see you."
"I'm not really expecting anyone, did he give a name?" I asked.
"She says she's called Bonnie and she wants to talk to you in private."
"I'll come down, please offer her something to drink."
"Will do sir, have a nice day!"
I turned towards Emma's room as I wondered why Bonnie had come so early. And she wanted to talk to me?
I informed Emma I would be going down for a bit to take care of some stuff. If Bonnie wanted to talk to me in private, I gathered she didn't want Emma to know about it. I informed Emma I would be locking the suite's door so she wouldn't be bothered.
As I entered the bar I didn't see anyone at first. The bartender however noticed me and pointed towards the farthest corner from the door. I ordered a diet coke and made my way over to Bonnie, who had apparently died her hair fiery red. It made her look radiant. Her hair framed her pale face, giving her an almost angelic appearance. Her blue eyes captured the light from one of the spots around her and they sparkled, only augmenting her radiance. No real detectable make-up and she was still wearing her coat buttoned up almost to her chin. She looked rather lovely I had to admit.
"Hey Bonnie," I said softly as I approached her. "May I?" I indicated the spot next to her.
"Please, and thank you for seeing me." She replied.
"No problem. What can I do for you?"
Bonnie blushed and took a big swig from her drink. I noticed she had ordered a rum and coke.
"Well ehm," Bonnie almost stuttered as she began to speak. "Look, if I may a complete fool of myself here, would you please, PLEASE don't tell Emma about this?"
She looked up at me with pleading eyes.
"Sure Bonnie, as long as it doesn't bring any danger or problems for Emma, I'll be discreet."
Bonnie swallowed again, took a deep breath and another swig from her drink. I noticed it was almost empty so I waved to the bartender to get her another. The bartender had just placed my own drink on a tray and swiftly started to prepare another drink for Bonnie.
"I have been thinking about the other night," Bonnie started, staring at her glass. "The way Emma was behaving, what happened in the hallway to the restrooms and most of all what you said to me."
She looked up at me but I kept silent. Trying not to disclose my thoughts though I was beginning to get an idea of where this was going.
"You asked me something there," Bonnie said still looking at me, "'Perhaps you would like to play along, Miss Wright?' you said."
I nodded and made a non-committing affirmative sound.
"And Emma seemed to be following some sort of command you had given her..." Bonnie's voice faltered and she took another swig from her drink, finishing it. The next words came out in a rush, as if she desperately wanted to say them, but feared she would lose the nerve to do so.
"I think Emma and you are playing some sort of game where she obeys you and you command her."
Bonnie looked at me and I just raised my eyebrows, challenging her to continue.
She started to talk again but was interrupted by the arrival of our drinks. I thanked the bartender who gave us a bit of a funny look but said nothing. I took a sip and Bonnie just twirled her straw around for a second until the bartender had retreated behind the bar.
"Look, I just know Emma is loving it. The way she radiated pleasure, the way she talks about this new guy she met... I know it's you, it has to be!"
"What's your point, Bonnie?" I asked softly.
"My point? I guess, I... I want in, Sir." The way she spoke the word "Sir", clearly capitalizing it, told me she really did have a pretty good idea of what was going on between Emma and me. I thought back to my conversation with Emma about Bonnie we had two days ago and smiled inwardly, trying hard not to let it show on my face.
"You want in," I spoke looking into her eyes.
"If that's ok with you and Emma," Bonnie looked back at me.
"Because... I'm like her I guess. I love Emma, not like a lover. I mean, like a lover, but... I want her, I mean I love to get... aaagh why is this so hard?"
I chuckled softly which earned me a stomp on my arm from Bonnie.
"Don't you mock me!" She spoke fiercely.
I held up my hands in a defensive manner.
"Can we speak frankly to each other for a second?" I asked.
"Haven't I been frank enough yet?" She asked, clearly embarrassed.
"Good point I guess." I answered. "Look, what Emma and I have is something that is based on trust. Complete trust and honesty. IF we allow you to join in, you will have to obey the exact same rules as Emma does. You would be on the same level as she is when we are playing. Would you be willing to accept these terms?"
"What level are you talking about? And what rules?" Bonnie asked with a questioning look in her eyes.
"I assume your discretion is assured as well in this?" I asked.
"Whenever I address Emma as 'Miss Watson', it means I want to start playing the game. She can start it as well by addressing me as 'Sir', just like you did earlier."
She nodded and wanted to talk, but I held up my hand indicating I wanted to talk some more.
"When the game is on, it's rather simple. She does exactly what I tell her to. Down to the letter. If she doesn't obey or breaks any of my commands, I get to punish her. She has a safe word she can use to stop the game at any time, or she calls me 'Pete' again, which indicates she wants a temporary relief from the game." I continue talking, looking at her face for any sign indicating she's not comfortable with this. "We have agreed that I don't give her any commands that endanger her image or social status. And any situation that involves others is discussed beforehand."
I notice Bonnie's eyes glaze over for a second and her hand falls in her lap. She tries to discreetly adjust her coat but I notice that all she's doing is actually rubbing her breast a bit with her arm and with her hand in her lap she presses down on her mound.
"Miss Wright, you really want in, don't you?" I ask, switching to my Voice.
She shivers as I talk to her like this and doesn't look at me when she answers in a hoarse voice.
"God yes, Sir, please."
"Bonnie, I need an answer though." I switched back to my regular voice which made her look up at me. "Do you agree to follow the same rules? Do you agree to be put on the same level as Emma when we are playing? Do you agree to follow my commands the same way Emma does?"
"When can we start?" she asks in response. A broad grin appears on her face and her eyes shine in anticipation.
I laugh out loud as I enjoy the eagerness this redhead displays.
"Eager aren't you?" I say. "Is that way you are rubbing your pussy right now?"
She blushes as she yanks her hand up from between her legs.
I take another drink from my coke as she does the same from her own drink.
"Do you have anything you really don't want to do?" I ask.
"Well, I don't have all that much experience besides the regular stuff to be honest."
"Have you given a blowjob?"
She blushes at the directness of my question but nods just the same.
"Never done it before, but I did like it when Emma played with my bottom. I also love to stick a finger up my ass when I masturbate though."
I didn't expect this response so my eyes widen just a bit. She giggles.
"What else have you done with Emma?"
"Nothing much to be honest, she just caressed my bottom as we lay naked next to each other."
"I guess we have some things to start with," I finish my coke. "Are you comfortable with using toys?"
"I haven't had a boyfriend in quite some time, so yes, I do know how to use toys."
"Good. We'll go up to Emma's suite now and I'll show you what toys you will be using tonight."
She looks up at me, a bit startled at my words.
"Tonight?" Her voice cracks a bit as she poses the question.
"Why not?" I ask innocently.
"You are going to seduce Emma tonight, Miss Wright." I state as I switch to my Voice once again. "Emma will be our toy to play with and if you're a good girl I'll even let you cum tonight as well."
"Yes Sir," Bonnie answers.
"Let's go upstairs then."
We make our way to Emma's suite and once I open the door I let Bonnie in. She takes off her coat and I can finally appreciate what she's wearing.
A black dress, open back, close fitting around her figure and the colour of her hair is a nice contrast with the black dress. Her dress has two slim shoulder straps that go down to broaden over her breasts. She's not wearing a bra and I can see her nipples poking through the fabric of her dress.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 29, 2020 22:56:49 GMT -6
"You look stunning, Bonnie." She smiles at the compliment.
I make my way to Emma's room and listen to try and figure out what's she's doing. I hear a blow dryer buzzing and I'm assuming she's drying her hair.
I motion for Bonnie to follow me and I make my way to my own room.
Once there I open the drawer with my collection of toys.
I take out the remote controlled ben wa balls and the leather panties which come with a set of vibrators. I pick a small egg-shaped vibrator and attach it to the panties. I test them all and find the batteries are still fully charged.
As I turn to Bonnie I see she's flushed, the redness in her pale cheeks is almost as fiery as her hair.
"Miss Wright, do you know what these are?" I ask holding up the ben wa balls.
"Yes, Sir." Bonnie replies.
"Good, you'll be wearing them tonight. Wait here."
I see Bonnie swallow but I feel she's eager to try them on.
I make my way to my own bathroom and rinse any dust from the toys before returning to my room. Bonnie hasn't moved.
"Here, put them in." I hand her the ben wa balls.
She turns around and bends over slightly to put them in. I smile at her discretion in turning around but don't mention it since I'm appreciated the shape of her butt through her dress. As Bonnie slips in the first ball she can't help but let out a minute moan. Adding the second ball triggers another moan. She straightens and fixes her dress before turning around and facing me again.
"Still a bit shy, aren't you Miss Wright?" I ask with a smile.
She just blushes.
I don't tell her about the remote controlled vibration I can add to the ben wa balls.
"Let's go see if Emma is ready yet."
She nods and we make our way back to the sitting area in the suite. I can see she's already enjoying the ben wa balls just walking around, so I walk a bit closer to her.
"Miss Wright, no cumming until I say so," I whisper right behind her.
"Yes sir," she replies.
I make my way to Emma's bedroom and knock before entering. Emma is sitting in front of her vanity, her hair is dry by now and she's applying her make up. She's wearing a red loose skirt, a white tank top and a black vest. She looks nothing like the diva she sometimes is when walking the red carpet, but the innocence she displays in this casual wear is all the more appealing to me.
"Hey Pete," Emma says.
"Hey Emma," I respond as I make my way over to her and give her a soft kiss just behind her ear. She moves her head to rest against mine for a second.
"You up for playing some tonight, or do you want to go easy?" I ask her, hoping for a positive answer.
"Yes, I need some play time. I just hope we don't scare away Bonnie."
"Very well, Miss Watson," I switch to my voice, she responds by sitting up straight and looking at me through her mirror. "You will wear these tonight."
I hand her the leather panties with the egg-shaped clitoris stimulator. She looks at me and I see a fire starting in her eyes. Without a word she stands up and takes off her panties from beneath her red skirt. They're black, thong shaped and wouldn't have hidden anything but her outer labia when worn. I notice they have a small wet spot though.
"Have you been playing with yourself, Miss Watson?" I ask rather sternly.
"Just a bit, Sir." Emma's reply is accompanied by lowering her eyes.
"Perhaps I should add a butt plug for punishment then?"
Emma's eyes open wide in shock as she looks up at me. She tries to answer but fails to come up with words. I don't really know how she stands against something entering her assumingly still virgin ass hole.
"That would be... new, Sir." Emma hesitates just a second before finishing her sentence.
"I'll go easy on you, since we're going out with Bonnie." I turn around and make my way back to the door. "She's waiting for you by the way."
Emma nods and puts on the leather panties, adjusting the little vibrator to make sure it's comfortable. As soon as I notice her sitting down again, I open the door and activate Emma's vibrator to start buzzing at the lowest setting. I hear her sigh as I close the door behind me.
I make my way to my now favourite chair and lean over to Bonnie who is fidgeting in her seat.
"Here's the deal Miss Wright, you can cum as soon as you're able to make Emma cum tonight." I await her response.
She just nods and tries to find another way to sit in her couch.
"The balls not that comfortable?" I ask.
"On the contrary, Sir." Bonnie replies, her face flush with her excitement.
A few minutes later Emma emerges from her bedroom and squeals, giggles and hugs ensue. We don't dawdle around and make our way to the bar.
The seating arrangement are quite to my liking in the bar. We have a round table in a booth. It's snug enough that we can talk privately but just roomy enough for us all to sit comfortably. During our trip here I had turned off Emma's vibrator once again but I did notice that Bonnie was becoming more and more aroused. Her nipples were hard as rock and it seemed they were quite long. Her not wearing a bra made it all too obvious in what state she was in as she took of her coat. Emma's eyes went wide as she noticed.
Once we sat down I didn't really register much of the conversation between the two friends. What I did keep an eye though was their body language. It was quite obvious these two were very comfortable around each other. I decided to up the game.
Every time Bonnie touched Emma, I would give Emma a burst of vibration on her clit. The first time I did this Emma gasped slightly and turned her head towards me for a second. I felt her right hand on my left leg and she tried to pinch me. However when she did so, I raised the intensity of vibration immediately. I saw Bonnie looking at me with a twinkle in her eye and I decided she was having way too much fun at the expense of Emma. So I looked at Bonnie with a smile on my face and turned on the vibration of her ben wa balls.
Her reaction was everything I had hoped for. She jumped, bringing her hand to her mouth so fast I didn't even see it move. She bit down on her finger to keep from moaning or screaming or making any sound whatsoever. I winked at her as soon as she was able to open her eyes again.
"May I be excused for a moment, please." Bonnie said as she moved towards the restroom.
"She KNOWS! Doesn't she?" Emma asked as she moved her head closer to mine once Bonnie had gone through the door.
"Yeah," I chuckled. "She knows and she's wearing your ben wa balls."
"You've both been playing with me the entire time?"
"Want some pay back on her?" I ask as I give her a soft kiss on her mouth.
"Well since she's been playing with you for some time, I only think it's fair if you can play with her a bit."
I take out the remote control for the ben wa balls and hand it over to Emma.
"She can't cum until you have gotten at least one orgasm." I stated.
Emma's smile is indication enough, but if I had any doubts as to the fact that she was going to love this, she erased them by placing her hand on my cock and squeezing.
"I'm going to make her squirm, Sir." Emma said with a wicked grin on her face.
As soon as Bonnie sat down again, I knew I was in for a treat. Emma apparently had raised the vibration on the ben wa balls to the burst setting. Bonnie's reaction was to almost jump out of her seat to which Emma smiled and looked at her.
"What's wrong sweetie?"
"Nothing, eh, I eh... I stubbed my knee." Came Bonnie's reply.
"Want me to kiss and make it better?" Emma asked innocently.
I had trouble not laughing out loud.
"I would like a kiss yes, but not there." Bonnie looked into Emma's eyes. It became apparent that Bonnie was having a hard time not cumming right there and then.
Emma leaned over to Bonnie, showing her that she too wanted to get more frisky and their lips met. Softly at first, almost as if they were tasting each other. I raised Emma's vibration setting another notch and a moan escaped Emma's lips. Bonnie took this as her cue to jump into a full blown French kiss. She even brought up her right hand to cup a feel on Emma's left breast. Another moan escaped Emma's lips.
It seemed they were caught up in the moment. Emma began softly stroking Bonnie's breasts as well and they kept on kissing. I noticed that Bonnie's breathing became ragged and she kept on shutting her eyes and trying to concentrate. Apparently her stimulation was getting the better of her.
Emma released Bonnie's lips and moved to whisper something in her ear while simultaneously pinching both of Bonnie's nipples. The whisper was loud enough for me to hear.
"Cum for me, you little slut. You know you want to and I know your nipples are extremely sensitive right now. I want you to cum right. Now." And with that Emma pinched and twisted Bonnie's nipples.
Bonnie lost it. She shuddered and gasped as an orgasm wracked through her body. She threw back her head and moaned. Emma planted a soft kiss in Bonnie's neck and let go of her nipples but kept on fondling the redheads breasts. It seemed to me that they had done this before since this was exactly what Bonnie needed to ride out her orgasm.
I figured Emma had had her fun so I turned up the vibration on her pussy to full force as well. Emma gasped and jumped. This ended Bonnie's orgasms and she looked at me then Emma and back to me.
I just grinned as I noticed that the situation dawned on Bonnie. She had not followed my command. She had cum before Emma did. She knew I knew and she realized I would be punishing her later on. I turned off Emma's vibration completely for now.
Emma started giggling as she sat back to lean against the seat. Bonnie looked back at Emma, still flushed from her orgasm, still enjoying the afterglow of her release. Emma placed the remote control for the ben wa balls on the table before her. Bonnie's eyes went wide.
"You played me?" Bonnie said.
"Off course," I answered with a wide grin. "You and me were playing Emma, and I told you, you would always be on the same level as Emma during our play time. So I thought it only fair, Emma could play you as well."
"It seems you failed to obey your command, didn't you Bonnie?" Emma asked her friend with an equally wide smile.
Bonnie sat back and after a second she began to laugh.
"Oh I'm so going to love this." She said as she leaned over to Emma to give her another kiss.
"How about we stop playing for now and just enjoy our meal?" I suggested.
The girls smiled and for a second I noticed disappointment in both of their eyes, but I really wanted to get something to eat before we got back at the hotel.
The rest of the meal and ride back to the hotel was uneventful. Once we reached the suite however, Emma decided to start the game once more.
"Bonnie, do you need to go back to your own hotel tonight?"
"Not really. I have an interview for some local radio station at two in the afternoon though."
"Good," Emma turned to me and took of her black vest. Leaving her in her loose red skirt and white tank top. "Sir, I would like a snack before turning in. Do you have something to feed me?"
Her words, with the dirty connotation, had their desired effect. The mood in the suite changed immediately from light to laden with sexual tension.
I turned to face the girls and saw that both of them had a hungry stare in their eyes. "Very well, Miss Watson. Take Miss Wright to your bathroom and clean yourselves up. Make sure you're clean enough to eat from." I turned towards my own bedroom. Before I reached my door however, I looked over my shoulder to see them reaching for Emma's bedroom door. "And no cumming for either of you."
I smiled to myself wondering how they would react to seeing each other's toys. So I took a quick shower, making equally sure I was clean enough for any type of play that might ensue. I didn't bother getting dressed and just put on a robe as I made my way back to Emma's room. I took along a few toys, including a butt plug and a double vibrator. Entering I could still hear the shower running so I made myself comfortable in a chair I had placed at the foot of the bed. A small table was placed beside the chair and I laid out the toys on the table. I went through Emma's night stand and took out the bottle of lube she had stashed there and started warming it up in my hands.
A few minutes later the girls emerged from the bathroom, both naked as the day they were born. It was the first time I saw Bonnie naked and I wasn't at all disappointed with what I saw. She was almost an exact copy of Emma. Their hips to waist ratio was almost identical and both of them had clearly been training since they had nice and flat tummies. The one difference was that Emma's breasts where just a bit larger than Bonnie's. But to counter this, Bonnie's nipples were simply awesome. Pink, hard and almost as long as the tip of my own index finger they seemed stiff enough to cut glass. And thinking back to our dinner it seemed Bonnie's nipples were extremely sensitive. Looking down again I noticed Bonnie was also completely shaven. Her skin just a bit paler than Emma's, Bonnie's labia where however a shade darker pink than Emma's. They were also a lot bigger. I was pretty sure Bonnie wouldn't ever be able to wear a tight fitting bathing suit or yoga pants since she would have an epic camel toe in either of them. I felt myself harden beneath my robe as I started anticipating the things we would be doing tonight.
"Bonnie," I started, "Just to be clear, Emma and I have been tested for any sort of disease so we can screw around without condoms. I don't have any here and since you haven't been tested yet, I hope you don't mind I won't be penetrating you today."
"Told you he was a perfect gentleman, didn't I?" came Emma's response.
"Yeah you did." Bonnie replied to Emma before looking back at me. "Emma told me about the tests, I'm fine with them. We already made an appointment with Emma's gynaecologist for me tomorrow evening."
"Good, now that's settled," I leaned back into my comfortable chair before continuing. "Miss Wright, Miss Watson, come here please." I had switched to my Voice with the command.
They both grinned before entering in there submissive role. They came over to me swiftly and stood before me. Both had their hands chastely together before their sexes.
"I trust you didn't cum?" I asked both of them. A shake of their heads told me they hadn't.
"Very well then, Miss Wright, since you still need to be punished, I want you to lie down over my knees, ass up."
Bonnie's eyes went wide and Emma's mouth opened just enough to let her tongue out with which she licked her lips.
"Do not make me tell you again, Miss Wright." I looked sternly at her, but had to fight myself to not just jump the both of them. They looked so good and I was getting really horny really fast.
Bonnie came to stand on my left and laid down over my knees. Her nipples pressed into my left leg and her ass was sticking up on top of my right leg.
"The safe word is 'Expelliarmus', Miss Wright and if you laugh at that, I'll let Emma spank you as well." I placed my hand softly on her naked ass. Her cheeks were even paler than the rest of her but they felt soft and firm to my touch. I even felt a very light tremor going through her as I caressed her bottom for a second.
I waited for the right time when Bonnie exhaled a breath before slapping her a first time. It was a rather hard slap covering both her cheeks and instead of yelping Bonnie gasped for air. I followed my slap with soft stroking, but the discoloration on her cheeks came through fast enough. It seemed I had to take care to not hurt her. I continued to caress her, letting my fingers roam between the crack of her cheeks and I felt her leg-muscles contract ever so slightly as I neared her puckered rose bud. It seemed almost as if she wanted to spread her legs.
"Tell me, Miss Wright," I asked softly, "do you like to be spanked?"
"Not particularly, Sir." Bonnie answered.
"I see, but you accept this as punishment for not obeying my command earlier?"
"Good girl, now then, do you enjoy my fingers between your cheeks?" I continued stroking between her cheeks with the tips of my fingers and once again I felt a very minor movement of her legs.
"Yes Sir," came Bonnie's soft reply. Her voice laden with arousal.
"You want to open your legs, don't you?" I asked as I moved my hand lover on her legs. "You want to open your legs and expose your pussy and bottom to me like a little slut, don't you?"
"I'm just so horny Sir, I want to cum so badly. Emma has fingered me close to orgasm three times while we were cleaning ourselves up in the shower."
"Did you now," I said as I gave her another slap on her ass. Her ass was already completely red from the two slaps I had given her and I decided not to continue with this. So I changed tactics.
"Miss Watson," I said as I looked up at Emma for the first time since Bonnie had lain down on my legs. I saw Emma was horny as hell. She was standing with her feet apart at shoulder width and I could clearly see pearls of pussy juice slowly gliding down her legs from between her pussy lips.
"Yes Sir," came Emma's reply in a half moan.
"Did Bonnie return the favour in the shower?"
"She did Sir, and she's so good at it."
"Very well then, come over here, Miss Watson," and I pointed to my right so she would be standing behind Bonnie.
Emma moved behind Bonnie and I motioned for her to kneel which brought her face level with Bonnie's ass. It gave her a clear view of Bonnie's ass and I'm assuming Bonnie's engorged labia were clearly visible as well.
"Lick her ass Emma," I ordered as I moved both my hands to Bonnie's cheeks, spreading them for Emma. Bonnie assisted the movement by spreading her legs on her own accord. Something I didn't mind all that much. The smell emanating from between her legs was intoxicating the say the least. It was heavier than what I had smelled from Emma's pussy, but I loved it all the same.
"Just her ass Emma," I said as Emma placed her hands on Bonnie's thighs and moved to give her friend a long lick from pussy to ass. "She's still being punished."
"Ok Sir," came Emma's reply and she stuck out her tongue and touched Bonnie's rose bud. Bonnie's reaction was as I hoped it would be. She gasped and her puckered ass hole twitched at the touch of Emma's tongue.
"Now tease her, make her squirm." I ordered Emma. "If you can get her to beg for release, I'll let her eat your pussy until you cum while I eat hers until she comes."
"God yes," Bonnie said, "Emma, please eat my ass. Make me your ass bitch!"
It seemed Bonnie was a bit more kinky than I had anticipated. Emma however took it all in strides and started licking Bonnie's ass like a woman possessed. I decided to help Emma out a bit and moved my own hands around Emma's face down towards Bonnie's pussy. As soon as I touched Bonnie's labia I felt heat and moisture covering my hand. It was clear to me that Bonnie was already ready for whatever we wanted to do later on.
I moved two fingers around Bonnies outer labia and pinched them softly together. Bonnie's response was enjoyable to say the least. She moaned and pushed her ass further on Emma's face.
"Oh that's so nice," Bonnie spoke. "please Sir, can I cum? I'm so close."
"It seems, Miss Watson, that Miss Wright is already begging for release."
Emma didn't respond but continued her assault on Bonnie's now completely soaked ass hole.
"Stand up Emma and go lie down on the bed. On your back, legs spread as wide as you can."
I waited for Emma to do as I said, she looked back at me as she crawled on the bed and I saw a hunger in her eyes. She wanted this. She needed this. She had to find release from the stress she had felt the last days, and I was going to make sure she got her release.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 29, 2020 22:57:25 GMT -6
"Miss Wright, I want you to crawl between Emma's legs and lick her to orgasm. Do so in a fashion that has your ass up in the air as high as possible while spreading your legs enough for me to eat your pussy."
Bonnie almost jumped to it. She placed her knees on the bed and bent over, crawling forwards until I assumed she had her nose buried between Emma's outer pussy lips. Emma let out a gasp as soon as Bonnie started licking and brought her hands up on top of the redhead's head, grabbing her hair.
"Ladies, this isn't a race. Enjoy each other, let it come naturally." I said as I made my way behind Bonnie. I knelt at the foot of the bed and told them to scoot down until I said stop. They did as told and had them move until Bonnie's knees were resting on the edge of the bed, her ass up close and personal with my face. I inhaled her sweet musky aroma and dived into it myself.
As soon as I started lapping Bonnie's pussy and ass I heard Emma's moans start up as well indicating Bonnie had also resumed her oral assault on Emma's pussy. I started concentrating on my own job at hand though and moved my tongue in long strong licks. I pushed my way between her outer labia with my tongue and was rewarded with a taste of her nectar straight from the source. It was as heavy and musky in taste as it was in smell. I lapped it up as if it was the source of all life on earth. Bonnie started pushing back against me, as if asking me to stick my tongue in even deeper. I added my right hand to the fun. Starting with a soft stroke over her pussy, I quickly started petting her clitoris with my fingers. I felt a shudder go through Bonnie and I knew she wouldn't be lasting much longer. Though I still wanted to play out one more ace. I stopped licking for a second and pushed my index finger into her pussy. It slid in easily, her pussy walls soft and silky around my finger, her juices coating my hand.
"Miss Wright, you do know Miss Watson also loves it when you lick her ass, don't you?"
I heard a surprised moan and was surprised to find it emanating from Bonnie, apparently she didn't know! She recovered from her surprise rather fast though and within seconds I heard Emma groan.
"Oh Bonnie, I'm so close to cumming. Don't stop. Yes, lick it." Emma's voice was attaining a higher pitch, a clear indication her orgasm was near. "Your fingers feel so good Bonnie, don't stop, press harder!"
I felt I should try to get their orgasms as close together as possible so I continued my own oral assault. I bent my neck just a bit until I could force my tongue around my own fingers and start licking Bonnie's clitoris once again. I turned my arm around so I was now coming from over her ass with my finger in her pussy and started licking Bonnie in a steady rhythm.
It didn't take long for Emma's moans and shrieks to reach orgasmic heights.
"Bonnie, I'm going to... Yes... Yes... Oh yes... I'm cumming, I'm... Bonniiiiiiiieeeee," and with that Emma came. She was pulling Bonnie's face into her pussy with all her might, pulling on Bonnie's hair to force the redhead to continue her tongue magic.
At that point I removed my finger from Bonnie's pussy and moved it to Bonnie's rosebud. A single touch was all it took for Bonnie to react and push her ass to my finger. I pressed my finger against her puckered little hole. It gave way immediately and I felt Bonnie shudder and her muscles contract. I started to assault her clitoris again with my tongue. Each time I licked her, I applied a bit more pressure on her ass, pushing my finger in a bit more.
Emma was panting but recovering rather swiftly from her orgasm. Apparently she really wanted to see what I was doing to her friend. She scooted out from around Bonnie's head and sat down on her knees besides her friend.
"Do you mind if I assist you in letting her cum, Sir?" Emma asked as she eyed my finger sitting knuckle deep into her friends ass.
I just shook my head in reply as I continued licking Bonnie's pussy. I felt she was getting closer and I didn't want to break pace.
Suddenly I felt more than heard Bonnie gasp. A quick glance up told me Emma had placed her hand on one of Bonnie's breasts and had placed her other hand on Bonnie's ass close to my own hand. When Emma started pinching Bonnie's nipple I knew the redhead would be cumming any second.
I placed my other hand close to her pussy as I plunged my tongue into her vagina as far as I could. I started moving my finger in Bonnie's ass slightly in and out and with my other hand I put pressure on Bonnie's clitoris. Bonnie was powerless against the combined assault of Emma and myself. A series of profanities emerged from the mouth of this innocent looking twenty year old woman.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck, yes, deeper, stick it deeper in my ass... Oh God YES! I'm cumming. Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuuuuuuuck."
And with that Bonnie came. I felt her ass contract around my finger, I felt a stream of juice coming from her pussy and her entire body shook and shuddered with the power of her orgasm. She bent her back down and pushed her ass and pussy backwards as hard as she could. And then it was over and she fell forward, panting hard.
I had moved my hand with my finger buried in her ass forward as well, so now I gently removed it from her ass. The last part was however forcefully pulled out as Emma grabbed me for a kiss. Not so much a kiss as an assault of her tongue. It seemed Emma wanted to lick every drop of pussy juice from my face. She pretty much succeeded and ended with in fact a French kiss where she pushed her tongue against my own and battled for domination for almost a minute.
When Emma released me Bonnie was still recovering.
"You broke her, Pete." Emma said, giggling.
"Never... Came... So... Hard... Before... In... My... Life..." Bonnie spoke, clearly still out of breath.
I stood up and grabbed three bottles of water from the mini fridge. I gave one to Emma and sat down next to Bonnie.
"Want some water, Bonnie?" I asked softly. I opened my own bottle and took a small sip.
Bonnie turned around and sat up, looking up at me with a broad smile on her face. She leaned over and gave me a small kiss on the lips.
"Hey," came Emma's voice. "He's mine!" Her smile indicating she was joking.
Bonnie turned around and leaned over to Emma and gave her an equally small kiss on the lips.
"That's better, now kiss him properly!" And with that she pushed Bonnie's face back towards me. I shrugged looking at Bonnie and smiled. We shared a kiss and then some.
As Bonnie and I let go of each other I noticed Emma had moved towards the table next to my chair.
"Pete, what is this?"
Bonnie giggled as she saw what Emma was holding.
"That's a butt plug Em," Bonnie said as I was still turning my head to look at Emma.
"You mean, this goes..."
"Yeah. But you don't want to do that until you've had at least one or perhaps two fingers in your ass."
"Have you tried it?" Emma asked looking at Bonnie.
"Not yet, but I'm going to. I saw it lying earlier and I really want it inside me."
I chuckled, pulling the attention of both girls towards me.
"You knew?" Emma asked.
"It was an estimated guess. Bonnie had already mentioned loving a finger in her ass, so I gathered..."
"Right," Emma said. She grabbed the lube as well and made her way to the bed once more.
"Is the game over?" Bonnie asked.
"Do you want it to be over?" I asked.
Emma sat down between Bonnie and me and turned to her friend.
"You do know we can just enjoy each other without the commands? I mean, I still want his cock in my pussy and I'm guessing you will want to taste it at least."
Bonnie nodded enthusiastically.
"Who am I to deny you two lovely ladies anything?" I chuckled.
"Lie down, Pete, ass on the edge of the bed please." Emma ordered. I did as requested and Emma came over and placed one of the pillows on top of my head. "No peeking!"
It seemed Emma did in fact like to take charge every once in a while. I wasn't about to complain as I was sure I was about to get a double blow job. And sure enough, less than twenty seconds of whispering later I felt a mouth on the tip of my cock and a tongue on my balls. I gasped at the surprise of the immediate double assault, but it felt so good I wasn't about to complain.
It seemed they would be alternating, while one of them was sucking my cock, the other kept playing with my balls. I was thoroughly enjoying the sensation of having these two lovely movie stars giving me an awesome joint-force blow job until I felt my cock being released and not being grabbed once more.
What I did hear was more whispering and hands underneath my knees. They pushed my legs up and I pretty much knew what was coming.
I lay down in the same position as in the spa a couple of days ago. On my back, knees high in the air, leaving my cock, balls and anus completely exposed to them. I felt a finger being placed at the bottom of my balls. Or was it a tongue? It applied pressure and I think I felt a breath of warm air over my wet balls. But then I felt a second digit or tongue being placed besides the first one. And I got completely confused. Confusion that was only magnified by the fact that I didn't see anything.
A hand grabbed my cock and slowly started to jerk me off. Another hand was placed on one of my cheeks. And then I felt a third hand being placed on the other cheek. They were really working together now. Then I felt one of the digits, wait... One of those things that was applying pressure on my balls had to be a tongue, no? Anyway, I felt a tongue or finger moving slowly downwards. I felt more moisture being applied and I felt a drop of saliva running down my perineum to my anus. I shivered. It felt awesome.
Suddenly the hand that was jerking me off came to a stop and I felt a pair of lips engulfing my head very briefly, a strong lick of a tongue followed and then the lips were gone again.
"Hey, that's cheating!" I heard Emma say. And then both pressure points around my balls were gone and I felt a second pair of lips, I presumed Emma's, around my cock, giving me a few quick licks and suckles. I groaned in pleasure. Precum was freely flowing from my cock and I'm sure both girls had gotten a nice taste.
"Emma," I spoke with a muffled voice through the pillow. "You do know that if you put your finger in there and play with my prostate again, I'm going to cum really fast."
"Don't worry Pete, I want your cock and cum in my pussy tonight." Came Emma's response. "I'm just showing Bonnie here what she needs to do once I start riding you."
My imagination ran wild at that point. What the hell were they planning?
More whispering and suddenly I felt new pressure points around my balls and perineum. A hand appeared around my cock and another lifted my balls upwards. Then I felt a breath near my anus and I sighed. A tongue, I'm sure it was a tongue, wasn't I? A tongue touched my anus, a lick upwards over the perineum. My cock twitched and I heard a giggle. I was sure it was Emma that giggled.
Then more whispering and the hand that held my cock let go. I felt a knee being placed next to my hip and hands being placed on my chest. Emma, I assumed it was Emma, was going to ride me. I felt her hands still on my chest as she placed her other knee next to my other hip. She lifted her hips and I felt a hand grabbing my cock. Bonnie Wright was grabbing my cock and pointing it towards Emma Watson's pussy. I groaned again as Emma impaled herself on my cock completely in one go. She started riding me, slowly, grinding her hips on mine. Then she leaned forward and took away the pillow and I was left staring into Emma's hazel brown eyes filled with lust.
"Bonnie is going to eat your ass now, Pete," Emma whispered.
My eyes went wide as suddenly I did indeed felt hands pushing my legs open once more. A tongue stroked my balls, Emma started grinding again. Bonnie's tongue moved southwards over my perineum and Emma kept on grinding.
"You're loving this, aren't you?" Emma whispered in my ear once more. "Emma Watson riding your hard cock and at the same time Bonnie Wright is licking your balls and anus."
"God this is awesome!" I groaned as I finally felt Bonnie's tongue touching my anus. I bucked involuntarily. Emma gasped at my sudden movement and Bonnie lost contact with my anus. Emma resumed grinding soon enough and Bonnie continued her oral assault on my anus, perineum and balls.
"Can we switch positions now?" Bonnie asked after half a minute. I had felt my orgasm starting to build and was slightly annoyed at the interruption.
"Yes," came Emma's enthusiastic response. "Pete, you're going to love this, I promise."
She climbed off me and pulled me aside. I saw Bonnie lying down on her back, head on the edge of the foot-end of the bed. Emma climbed on top of her in the classical 69 position. I noticed as Emma was doing this that the lube and butt plug were lying next to Bonnie's feet.
"Pete, can you help me with this really quick? Bonnie really likes something up her ass." Emma said and I nodded and came over, my still rock hard cock bobbing happily up and down. I felt my orgasm draining away, but I figured something good was up so I didn't mind.
I helped Emma lube up the butt plug and then instructed her to make sure Bonnie's anus was equally lubed up. Pussy juice, saliva and lube, any combination was good for Emma as she plunged first her tongue in Bonnie's pussy, then in her ass. The same motions where then done by using her fingers and finally she applied another dollop of lube straight on Bonnie's anus and placed the butt plug against Bonnie's puckered rear door.
Bonnie had been moaning and groaning the whole time but now she fell silent.
"Go easy, please," Bonnie said in a soft voice.
"Don't worry honey, we will!" came Emma's response.
With that she started to push the butt plug into Bonnie's anus. It was really as if a rose was opening up to the sun, such was the beauty of Bonnie's rosebud being forced open by the butt plug.
"Slowly Emma," I warned Emma as I noticed she was so focused she sped up just a bit.
Emma kept on pushing, ever so slowly until I heard Bonnie grunt in discomfort. I moved a hand towards Bonnie's pussy and started playing with her clit. She was still soaking wet and my attention on her little nub took away enough of the pain from her anus to let Emma continue.
Less than a minute later I heard a gasp from Bonnie as her anus muscle closed around the butt plug, effectively holding it in place.
"Is this ok Bonnie?" Emma asked.
"So full!" came Bonnie's whispered response.
"How's this then?" Emma asked and bent her head down, stuck her ass up once more and started licking Bonnie's pussy plunging a finger inside the redheads bald pussy.
"Fuck yes! Emma that is... GOD I'm going to cum so soon!"
I leaned back a bit only to have Emma look at me after a minute of slurping and licking Bonnie's pussy.
"Pete, please stick your cock back into my pussy?"
"Ehm, that would be rather inconvenient for Bonnie, no?"
"I'm just lying here enjoying the view," came Bonnie's voice from between Emma's legs. "I wouldn't mind having some cock, balls or ass somewhat closer to lick, suck and kiss."
I wasn't going to play the gentleman again, so I moved swiftly to the foot end of the bed. I Planted my feet on the ground placing my thighs on either side of Bonnie's head. I grabbed my cock to point it towards Emma's pussy, only to receive a minor slap on the wrist from Bonnie as she took hold of my cock.
Apparently there was but one person who would be directing my cock tonight and it was Bonnie. Bonnie closed her eyes and sighed for a second as I no longer heard Emma slurping until a few seconds later with a light popping sound, Emma resumed slurping. It seemed that sucking on things wasn't only pleasurable for me tonight.
Bonnie pulled, pushed, guided my cock towards Emma's pussy. I felt the heat emanating from inches away. And just before I would stick my cock inside the love tunnel that was Emma's pussy I felt a tongue licking my balls.
"Fuck me, this is going to be..." I started saying but was interrupted by Bonnie placing her hands on my ass and pushing me into Emma.
I all but fell forward and plunged my entire cock into Emma's pussy in one go. Emma yelped and moaned at the same time. I grabbed Emma's hips and pulled her back up, starting a steady rhythm of thrusting into her pussy. Each time I pulled out, I spread her cheeks as wide as I could and let some of my fingers tease her own ass hole. Though each time I pushed in completely I felt Bonnie's tongue going over my balls and perineum. After a few thrusts she even spread my cheeks just a bit and I felt a wet finger pressing against my own anus.
A chorus of moans from Bonnie, Emma and myself started to emerge as our respective orgasms started to build. I was amazed at the fact that Emma was going to cum from this. But her breathing was becoming just as ragged as my own or Bonnie's.
Then a cascading series of movements brought us, or at least Bonnie and myself, over the edge.
I don't really know what Emma did, but suddenly Bonnie pushed her finger into my ass and screamed.
"Fuck yeeeeeeeeeeeeessss," and she bucked pushing Emma backwards against me and her anus against my right index finger.
As a result Bonnie putting her finger up my ass, I pushed forward myself doing two things at the same time. First of all, I plunged my cock into Emma's pussy as deep as I had done so far, but secondly I pressed my index finger through her anus muscle. Emma clamped down on both my cock and finger and moaned herself. The pressure was too much.
"I'm going to cum, I can't hold it... here..."
Before I could finish my sentence however, I felt Bonnie do two things. First of all she took one of my balls in her mouth and slobbered all over it and secondly she started playing with my prostate.
I lost it. An explosion emanating from just behind my balls made its way all through my body and culminating in one last forceful thrust inside of Emma's pussy. A torrent of cum sped forth from my cock into Emma's pussy. Bonnie milked me and a second contraction wracked my body, once again spewing forth more of my sperm into Emma's searing hot pussy.
"God Pete, I can feel you cumming, fuck yes!" That was the first time I had heard Emma since I had begun fucking her, and it sent her over the edge as well.
As Bonnie kept milking my prostate for each drop of cum my body could produce, Emma was pushing with her pussy through the upcoming orgasm she was creating. I was unable to move for now, the sensations way too much for me to do anything but ride it out.
Then Emma came and her orgasm was so strong, her vagina muscles pushed me out. I was pretty out of it myself as I moved back and I felt Bonnie's finger slip from my anus and I fell down on my knees. My face just above Bonnie's and both of our noses only inches from Emma's pussy.
We saw her cum and it was glorious. With each contraction her pussy winked and after the second one I saw a dollop of my cum work its way out of Emma's vagina. Bonnie squealed in pleasure as she moved her head up and lapped at the love juice coming from Emma's pussy. It was a clear combination of my cum and Emma's pussy juice, but to Bonnie it apparently was the best thing she had ever tasted. Emma's orgasm lasted another fifteen seconds, and every one or two seconds another dollop of combined juices was pushed out. Bonnie lapped it all up and swallowed every drop.
Emma collapsed on top of Bonnie and I bent forward to kiss Bonnie. Who apparently was surprised at this. I didn't care, this girl had rimmed me to the best orgasm I had ever had, while fucking the hottest girl I had ever fucked. She earned a kiss and a decent one at that.
Post by killfrenzy on Sept 29, 2020 22:58:41 GMT -6
Nothing was said for a couple of minutes until I stood up and grabbed my bottle of water and took a swallow. Emma rolled over and grabbed her own bottle and handed Bonnie hers. Still nothing was said. We were all basking in post coital bliss. Without a word I moved to the bathroom and got cleaned up. Emma followed soon after and gave me a hug from behind, still without uttering a word. As I made my way back to the bathroom, I was crossed by Bonnie who walked just a bit funny. I turned to see why and noticed she still had the butt plug solidly planted in her ass.
I couldn't help but chuckle.
Emma soon emerged from the bathroom and a few minutes later so did Bonnie. As the girls climbed into bed beside me, it was Bonnie that broke the spell of silence.
"Next time we do this, I need an enema first."
"Eew," Emma said but I just laughed.
I truly wondered where this would be going next, and I knew in my hear that it would be musuemtoto.....tbc