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She longed to touch him, but Michael didn’t give her a chance. He
pushed
her back on the marble island, t
he cold counter-top shock
ing
her heated skin
. She let out a yelp when he yanked her ass to the edge of the counter, her purse falling to the floor
.

“Lisa, you
’re gorgeous,” Michael said
before bending to taste her.

He kissed her thighs, making her moan when he placed
his mouth
over her pussy. He teased her with his hot tongue, licking the delicate folds and
gently suckling
her clit
.

She grabbed his hair
as he worshiped her
with his talented tongue. Lisa wanted to feel all of him inside of her before she lost her mind.

“Michael,
pleas
e…
F
uck
me
now
,” she begged.

He lifted his mouth from her pussy and pulled her off the island. She barely caught her breath as he stripped off her
dress and bra.
Michael
tugged one hard nipple with his fingers before turning her around
.

“Place your hands on the island, Lisa.”

She obeyed and gasped with pleasure when he sank his cock
into her wet pussy.
Michael smacked her ass while plunging deep into her. He fucked
her hard and deep
, making her breasts jiggle with the force of his passion
.
Lisa closed her eyes, loving the feel of him sliding in and out of her
drenched pussy
. Her soft cries echoed in the immaculate kitchen. His hands tightened on
her hips
in
a vice
-like
grip
and Lisa
milked his c
ock with her pussy muscles.

She gripped the counter tight, loving the s
ound of his throaty groans.

“Damn, Lisa,” Michael breathed.

He rammed into her with several more deep strokes before coming. She shuddered when he pulled his cock from her body and rested her head on the countertop.

“Are you okay?” Michael asked, rubbing his hand on her back.


Mmmm
hmm.”

Her cell started to chime in her
purse lying on the floor.
She straightened, walked over to purse and grabbed her phone out of it.

It was her ga
l pals wondering where she was.

“Looks like I’m going to miss dinner,” Lisa said
as Michael came to her.

She giggled as he scooped her up into his arms and proceeded to carry her to the bathroom.

“Don’t worry,” he said, placing her feet back on the floor. “
I’ve got dinner covered.

She smiled as he turned on the shower and held out his hand.

Dinner could definitely wait.

 

There’s nothing like a lover’
s touch on your skin, and w
hat’s better than one pair of hands on your body?
Two or three.

 

~Nichelle Gregory

 

Initiation

 

Kelly
lay across the satin sheets in her lacy peach pantie
s and demi-cup bra, waiting for
what was to come next. Blindfolded, she couldn’t see who was in the room with her, but she could sense she was not alone.
She was already wet from t
he anticipation
of
what she was about to experience
. Her heart raced as she strained her ears to hear.

She had waited weeks to be initiated into The Club. Now
,
she was about to become part of the sexually elite membership. Members enjoyed a strict code of anonymity and the understanding that whatever pleasures happened inside The Club, stayed within the posh interior doors.

There was movement around her.
She could hear
deep male voices circling the table. Kelly shivered as warm hands touched
all over
her semi-nude body
.

“Fantastic breasts,” one guy said, squeezing the soft flesh of her left breast in his large hand.


Such b
eautiful skin,” another male voice whispered from her right side.

She bit her lip to keep quiet while calloused
hands trailed up from the soles of her feet, up her calves and onto her thighs. A pair of firm lips kissed her belly button
,
and Kelly struggled to remain still as she waited to be addressed.

“B
eautiful body...not too skinny.
J
ust right.”

The slightly accented voice came from her left.

"Kelly?"

“Yes?” She asked, surprised she could manage a sound.

The deep voice
was close to her face and Kelly co
uld smell his skin when
he kissed her cheek.
His scent pleased and aroused her further. She wet her lips with the tip of her tongue, wanting another kiss. Fingers slipped into her hair and rubbed
her scalp in slow sensuous movements.

“Are you ready to be pleasured beyond your wildest dreams?”

Her throat felt tight as she nodded.
"Yes."

Kelly gasped as
a
hand cupped her pussy through the thin material of her panties.

“Are you willing to be pleasured by more than one?”

She hesitated, this would be a first for her, something she had only imagined in her deepest fantasies.

Dare she try it now?

“Kelly?”

It was him....t
he one with the deepest voice and
seductive
pheromone
-inducing scent. She shivered when
he traced the fullness of her lips with one finger.

“What is your answer?”

"Y-yes."

“Now, tell me do you want to see and choose who will have the honor of pleasuring you
,
or do you want to remain blindfolded? Remember that we are masked, but if you remove your blindfold you will be able to pick the body, cock, or whatever you want here in this room for your pleasure.”

She
wanted to see it all, but enjoyed being surprised with her inability to see. “Please keep my blindfold on.”

“Very well
.
B
efore we beg
i
n
,
is there anything off limits?”

Just the sound of that deep voice talking softly in her ear was erotic. Someone was licking her toe
s through her peep toe heels while
another hand traced a line down the length of her belly.
She shuddered when fingers
slipped
between her legs
and gently caressed her clit
.

“Nothing is off limits,” Kelly answered, and she felt him
smile in the curls against her hairline.

“Good. Just relax and allow your body to take over from here. You've set no limits
,
but
rest
assured we will not hurt you in any
way...unless that is what you want. You must stay on the table unless one of us moves you. Say or do whatever you like. Do you understand, Kelly?”

She nodded, shivering
when something cold slid between the
valley
of her breasts.
Goose bumps popped up on her skin as something metal was gently dragged down her side. Her mind recognized the sharp point when it made contact with her skin, seconds before she heard the tell-tale sound of twin blades opening.

Scissors!

They were pressed against her hip, beneath the thin strip of fabric of her panties. She heard a snip
and the lace pulled free. Moments later, the scissors cut the other side and her panties were pulled off.

Now completely naked, Kelly listened to the
appreciative murmurs around her
. She basked
in the praises of her soon-to-be lovers.


Do you see how big her nipples are now?

She gasped as they were caressed and then tugged on.

“Look at her pretty pussy lips,” the accented voice said.

Her legs were opened and Kelly started breathing faster, waiting for
someone to touch her wetness, but no one did. Hands skittered u
p her thighs, caressing her hips and
smooth
ing
over her belly
. She moaned and writhed beneath the fleeting touches, wanting more, and then all the hands were gone.

The deeper voice was back by her ear again.
It was
him
. He was the one she wanted to take
her
first
.

“This will feel cold
,
but that will change,”
he whispered in her ear
.

She heard him pour something into his hands and then cool liquid
was rubbed
into her skin. Several pairs of hands
joined in to help spread it all over her body and Kelly
shivered
with pleasure beneath
their ministrations. The sensation of all the hands
gliding over her skin was the most erotic thing she’d ever experienced.

She gasped when t
he coolness of the liquid began to
feel warm on her skin. The delicious
aroma of cinnamon filled
the air as her body began to
tingle all over.
Cool air wafted over her as if a fan had been turned on in the room and she moaned. The air rushed over her hot, sensitized flesh like another lover’s caress.

She was flipped over and more oil was r
ubbed
all over her back, bottom and legs
.
Kelly moaned when the oil was rubbed between her ass cheeks. Fingers glided over her anus, questing and caressing. She cried out when one finger penetrated her. The
unfamiliar pressure
shocked and excited her as one finger became two, thrusting and stretching her
virgin hole.

“Relax, Kelly,” someone commanded.

Kelly gave in to the pleasure and slight pain as the fingers
worked in and out of her a
ss. Meanwhile, other hands massaged every inch of her body, building the erotic sensations enveloping
her. Her entire body felt electrified, every touch on her skin more intense from the effects of the oil.

“On your knees
,
please,” her deep
-
voiced lover whispered.

Kelly obeyed
,
and warm fingers rubbed the wet folds of her pussy. She moaned with pleasure as gentle fingers reverently slipped in and out of her wetness. He teased her with one finger, pushing deep into her wetness before paying special attention to her throbbing clit.

Her

ass man

was now working
three fingers into her ass, but
Kelly felt only more pleasure. She whimpered with need as the tingling sensations of the oil increased all over her body. She could feel the beginnings of an orgasm.
The need to come was driving her crazy.
All she needed was a little more attention on her hyper-sensitive clit.
She bucked her hips, wanting the orgasm glimmering just out of reach.

“Not yet
,
Kelly,” her deep
-
voiced lover whispered.

T
he fingers deep in her ass and in her pussy
were removed. She was
fl
ipped on the satin sheets again, and
her hands were bound over her head with what felt like the same material of her blindfold. Soon, two pairs of mouths were at her breasts, sucking and licking her hard nipples over and over until her breath c
a
me
in
pants.
Kelly
moaned,
certain she couldn't take much more erotic torture, but it
went on
.

The guy with the toe fetish resumed his work,
removing her heels to lick her toes. Someone moved between her thighs and m
ore oil was applied
to her bare pussy
lips. The cool
ness made her gasp, but the chill soon shifted to the tingly heat she anticipated and her pussy began to throb.

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