He escorted her into the very exclusive gentleman’s club. He nodded to different men as they moved through the main rooms. She kept her vision narrowed to those steps directly in front of her. She could feel his hand on the small of her back and knew his possession. He turned down a hallway and his movements slowed and she cast a look under her lashes at him and slowed when he stopped. He circled a wrist and pulled her closer to him and whispered into her ear…”Do you remember when you shared your fantasy with me?” She wet her lips and knew… The conversation had been casual, she had no idea he would remember it. The whole topic had changed to something else.
She could hear the deep murmur of voices and he stopped and caressed her and then leaned in for a deep kiss. His lips laid claim to hers and she responded by melting underneath him and gave him what he wanted. He turned her so that she was facing the wall and then he trailed his fingers down her arms in a sensual caress that caused shudders and then he reached her wrists and circled them with his hands and she quivered under his hands and he could feel her pulse quicken. The hint of his control in that simple gesture of him circling her wrists caused her to clench her thighs together. He raised her hands over her head and then standing close behind her.. “Keep them there princess” he murmured in her ear and with a sharp little nip on her earlobe, sucked on it and then kissed her neck.
Slowly sliding his hands down her sides to cup her breasts he pressed her firmly against the pole that was positioned in the middle of her body, a breast on each side and then plucked at the responsive nipples until they stood erect and wanting. His hands slid down to her hips and pulled back on them so that her mound wasn’t resting against the pole. She mewled in her throat but the sound got no further. “I do not want your sensitive pussy touching this post. Do you understand?” He asked in a soft strong voice. “Yes.” She whispered back. She felt him move away from her and the coolness touched her back. He placed a strip over her eyes that blurred the edges of her vision, she was not in darkness but in a world of shadows and mystery. “Enjoy baby.” and with those whispered words she heard him walk away. She closed her eyes and tried to reel in her whirling thoughts.
With her blurred vision she couldn’t really see anything but shadows, it was all a bit surreal. Then footsteps neared and a hand trailed down her spine. Her low cut dress dipped to just above the crack of her ass and the fingers continued to trail lower, then stopped. Her heart accelerated and her breath came in soft pants. The unknowing was beating at her defenses. Then the hand withdrew and the coolness took its place. Leaning her head against the post she drew in a deep breath. Murmuring voices were coming closer and she picked out two distinct voices. They slowed as they came closer to her and then they stopped. One hand reached out and caressed a breast and played with her nipple, pulling on it and pinching until the edge of pain then relaxing, and doing it again. She felt another hand caress down her ass and squeeze and then run a finger along the crease and she tried to stay relaxed. Another hand swept her hair off of her neck and lips traveled across a shoulder and then she felt the sharp nip of teeth and she shuddered. The multiple sensations bombarding her were crashing inside her. Feeling their hands on her made her weak as they kept her on the biting edge of passion but not enough to bring her over. The hand on her ass squeezed to the point that she wondered if their would be bruises tomorrow but then it slid down to the crease and slowly around her hip until those fingers were over her pussy and then those fingers were tapping with just enough pressure to cause her to bite her lip as she felt the need rise swiftly to climax and then nothing. The hands left her and she heard them retreat. Taking deep breaths she so wanted to press against the post but knew she couldn’t. She felt so many feelings cascading through her, whirling and driving the passion into every dark crevice.
She shuddered and then heard footsteps approaching and stilled. She waited in anticipation and then felt hands on her ankles and gasped out loud. Another set of footsteps approached and then another hand touched her leg and the first hand pulled on her ankle gently until she felt her foot slide and her thighs open wider. Then a hand roamed up her left calf massaging her muscle and then the back of her knee and up to her thigh making small circular patterns, and varying pressures. The other hand came around to the front of her right leg and moved slowly inexorably up to her thigh and massaged her, wandering inside and over the back and to the front. Both hands were working her legs and were different textures and pressures, keeping her off balance and she started to pant with the sumptuous sensations. The hands were everywhere but not where she desperately needed them to be…if only they would touch her weeping moistness. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, the hands withdrew and she wanted to scream with frustration.
Panting and trying to get her shattered emotions until some semblance of control, she stood there and didn’t even hear anyone until she felt hands clasp her around her waist and work their way to her breasts and bring her hardened nipples to even more sensitive points of pleasure. She felt the heat of an erection pressed against her ass and stood perfectly still. She hoped he wouldn’t press her into the post, she knew that would make her climax and she had been told to not touch the post. Her feelings were tossed around like a leaves in the wind. She quivered as the relentless fingers on her breasts made them swell and fill with need. Her panting was the only thing she could hear. Moans broke from her lips and she tried to keep them in. The hands left her and she felt the coolness again. Footsteps faded away down the hall. The edge of desire cut deeply in her and she knew that there would be cream on her thighs and the ache deep inside had spread to every surface of her body until she felt that a mere whisper on her cause her to combust.
Footsteps approached and she heard the tinkling of ice in a glass and then she felt the cool glass slide her spine and her moan was loud and long as she shuddered. Her head fell forward until it rested on the post. She shivered and every nerve ending was on fire with the decadent thrill of the coolness of the glass and fire burning deep inside, colliding with the ache of sensuous desire threading through her. She flexed her fingers around the post and craved more.
The footsteps receded and then more approached and she waited. The hands were on hers and she knew they were his. He pressed into her and she stood still. Then his hands brought hers down until they were once more by her side. His hands roamed up to her shoulders and massaged the ache away but this in turn only created another corresponding ache. He pulled her slowly back against him and sighed deeply and melted against him. He placed an arm around her waist and moved away from the post until she could stand on her wobbly legs without needing his strength. He turned her to him and kissed her gently on the mouth and when she would have deepened the kiss he pulled away and she quivered. He left her vision blurred and putting an arm around her moved down the hall a bit and down around a corner. He opened a door and they moved through it and then he closed the door. Taking her hand he went over to a chair and sat down and pulled her on to his lap. Leaning her over his arm he kissed her deeply until all the stimulation rose to the surface again and she was panting in his arms once more. Lifting her he slid out from underneath her and settled her back in the chair.
He lifted her up and removed her thong and settled her dress high on her waist. He placed one leg over the arm of the chair and pulled her forward on the seat until she laid back on the other arm and then pulled her other leg over his shoulder. She was wide open to his gaze and his touch. She shuddered and panted. He leaned forward and placed soft kisses and little nips on the insides of her thighs moving ever closer to the place where she wanted him most. His hands and fingers glided up her thighs spreading her wider and then she felt his breath just mere inches away from the core of her heat. His fingers eased forward and then he ran his fingers along the swollen tissues, puffy from the stimulation of her senses, pulling on them and making the blood rush into them more. He spread the delicate petals and then swirled a finger in the glistening moisture and rubbed it up and down spreading it all around, not touching the bundle of nerves burgeoning with need.
She felt him blow on her clit and she felt like screaming.. She needed to climax so badly, and still his fingers made forays everywhere but where she wanted him. Then he used his hands to hold her lips apart and she felt his tongue on her and the breath left her lungs in a whoosh to quickly build into a scream that worked its way up her throat. Slowly his tongue roamed up and down the outer lips of her pussy and then further in until she was mewling and pleading. Her clit swelled with blood and desire and poked out of the hood until even his breath on it caused her to shudder. She was so close the coolness of the room was almost enough to make her fall over the sharp edge. His tongue drove her up and kept her hanging on the precipice but wouldn’t let her fall over the other side.
When she didn’t think she could take it any longer, he plunged two fingers deep inside her and she screamed and flew over the edge. Her climax was sharp and its claws went deep. As she shuddered around his fingers, he pulled them out and then sucked her clit into his mouth and she came again, harder, her screams sounding out again and again. He held her thighs apart as she tried to close them in her sexual delirium. He sucked on her clit and then that magical, maddening tongue roamed down and snaked through her pussy and lapped at the cream and prodded deep into her vagina and then lapped again at the nectar that continued to flow. He sucked on her outer lips first one side and then the other, keeping her on that dangerous pinnacle, balanced until he let he go over. He trailed his fingers again through her pussy, circling her clit making it come alive with sensation again. Then his fingers skimmed down her pussy and slowly and incrementally entered her until she felt every inch as first one went in and then out.. Then two in and out ever so slowly and deeply. Then three fingers stretching and plunging slowly in and out. As she soared higher and higher, little words fell from her lips pleading and begging. Her breath coming in great gasps and pants. Then once more he sucked her clit and applied his tongue to it and then just when she was about to come, he bit down on her clit and screamed and screamed her release and then as she started down, he plunged his fingers into her faster and faster and sucked hard on her clit and another hard climax shattered her into a million pieces and he felt each and every muscle quiver and clench around his fingers and mouth. His tongue lapping up and down, laving the nectar from her pussy and soothing the tender tissues as they continued to quake under his mouth.
In the cataclysmic aftermath, as her breathing slowed. She lay there drifting in the languid aftermath of sexual bliss. He pulled away from her and brought her legs together feeling the quivering muscles under his hands. He gentled her with caresses and massaged the muscles of her thighs and brought her down slowly. He rose to his feet and then leaned down and pulled her onto his lap and cuddled her close, feeling her rapid heart beat and her panting breath against his neck. He stroked his hands up and down her body bringing her down slowly and quietly. When she rested against him, he tipped her chin up and kissed her lips softly and then rubbed across them with his feeling the little tremors that continued to course through her. He whispered softly…”I hope the reality was better than the fantasy baby.” Her lips drifted into a smile as she lay in total sexual lassitude and contentment.
That was better than any fantasy ever! I felt her every tingle, every flutter, every spasm. Beautifully crafted, wonderfully colorful and sensual descriptions and her orgasms were explosive. I am ready for a drink and a smoke.......and I don't smoke. Yummy You, Vera, yummyyou, indeed.:) xo
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