Girls' Getaway: Miami (Find Your Fantasy) (4 page)

“Take off your shirt.” Your voice is deeper than usual. You realize this is because the seductress has taken over.

He doesn’t question the command. His long, tanned fingers move to the buttons of his shirt. He knows you’re in charge, but mischief in his eyes tells you that he’s going to do some teasing of his own. The buttons open slowly, one-by-one. Each revealing a few more inches of tanned torso. His muscles dance in the candlelight, showing off for you.

Soon the shirt hits the floor. The unencumbered view of his naked torso robs you of your breath. The six-pack is bracketed by those lovely indentions at his hips. The ones that tell you he’s not going to make love to you.

He’s going to fuck you.

Your clit feels impossibly swollen. You’ve already come once, but you’re not anywhere close to satisfied. You look at the outline of his cock straining against his slacks.

“The pants.”

He doesn’t tease this time. Soon, the pants puddle on the floor at his feet. He’s wearing those little boxer briefs and his cock is practically ripping them at the seams. He rubs a palm over it. “You like what you see?”

“I don’t see it all yet.” You’re proud at how strong and in control you sound. Because part of you wants to beg him to fill every part of you. His tongue in your mouth. His cock in your pussy.

Your own breath quickens. He sees it and smiles. You wonder who will win this game of who’s really in charge. Judging from the tension pulsing through the air, you suspect you’ll both win.

His cock is long and thick. He wraps a palm around it and squeezes, as if to ease some of the tension.

“Your turn,” he rasps.

Undressing is easy when you’re not wearing much. You slowly lift the dress up, revealing skin inch by inch. When the hem lifts over the lace of your thong, his eyes flare. The air hitting the wetness there feels cool, but it’s misleading because you’ve never felt more feverish. You’re worried he’ll lose interest when he sees the roundness of your stomach, the faint stretch marks over your breasts. But he doesn’t seem to care. If anything, your curves seem to excite him.

“Thank God,” he breathes. You frown, unsure. He laughs. “You’re a real woman. Most of the girls here in Miami are too skinny. But you,” he breaths out, “look at you.”

You look down and see yourself through his eyes. High, proud nipples puckered in excitement. A bombshell hourglass on top of shapely, strong legs. “I like a woman I won’t break.”

You smile. “Good because I like it rough.”

He moves closer. “Do you now?”

You match him step for step—a meeting of equals. You reach for him and grab him by his hair. You pull him to your eager mouth. This time it’s you who kisses him, who thrusts a tongue between lips. You run your hands down his chest possessively. Grab his hips and pulled them hard against your own.

After a kiss that leaves your lips swollen with the taste of him, you pull away.

“Tell me what you want.”

An idea comes to you. One you’ve never been brave enough to ask for from your man back home. You take the stranger’s hand and guide him toward the sitting area in front of the fireplace that’s filled with lit candles. A coffee table made of glass and chrome sits between the chairs. Your heels are still on. You like the way they force you to strut across the room. You feel his eyes on your ass and the thin strip of red lace peeking from between your cheeks.

When you reach the table, you push him down to his knees. You place one leg on the table. Point to your pussy. “Bon appetite.”

You expect him to be shocked by your brazen behavior. Instead he looks ready to come on the shag carpet. He dives at your pussy like it’s the only source of air in the room. First he licks right through the mesh of the thong. It’s a move meant to tease and it works. Your hips thrust forward, a silent demand for more.

He chuckles low but uses his fingers to edge the thong to the side. Those same fingers slick along your lips, opening them for his hungry mouth. The first slide of tongue to flesh is soft and hot. You almost come. But he pulls his mouth away. The fingers return and he slides one roughly into your pussy. You’re so wet there’s no friction at all. Just heavenly pressure.

“More,” you demand.

Another finger joins the first. They fill you but not nearly enough. You know you won’t be fully satisfied until his hot, throbbing cock fills every inch of you.

In the meantime, his tongue’s returned. Instead of the soft caress of before, he’s sucking on your clit. Nibbling it with his teeth. Flicking with the tip of his tongue. You’re keening now, thrusting at his face, grabbing his head and pressing his mouth to your pussy. Rubbing yourself against his face. He’s groaning, telling you how sweet you taste, and how he can’t wait to fuck you.

One of his drenched fingers finds its way to your ass. He rubs slowly along the cleft before diving in and teasing your hole. Sliding inside. The sensation is foreign and shocking. You’ve heard some people like ass play, but you’ve never allowed anyone access inside that most private of places. But his fingers are so wet that the tip slides in easily. And it happens so fast you don’t have time to protest. His tongue is merciless on your clit and your pussy is so hungry for him that you’re beyond pain and conscience. Besides, after the initial shock, you realize having your ass fingered adds so much to the sensations. You’re a full-body orgasm about to happen.

And when the tidal wave of pleasure finally breaks over you, your knees buckle.

Before you can recover long enough to think again, he’s got you on the carpet. Your leg is bent over his shoulder. When he thrusts, his cock experiences no resistance. You have never been this wet or ready to fuck in your life. His cock slams into you and you both groan with the relief of it. The
oh-my-god-yes
of it.

He can’t get far enough inside of you. He thrusts like he’s trying to turn you inside out. And you can’t get enough of him. His mouth finds yours and the sloppy tangle of tongues and lips matches the rhythm of the dance further below. His mouth tastes like your pussy and the scent of your juices mixed with his musk is the sexiest fucking perfume in the universe. The wet, sucking noises fill the room like a symphony of desire.

When you can’t get enough of him in that position, you push him back. He falls to the ground and you’re on him before he realizes you’re taking over. You rise over him like a goddess, like a conqueror. He tries to grab your hips and keep them still so he can determine the rhythm, but you swat his hands away. Now it’s your turn to fuck him.

When you tilt your hips just so and vary your speed, his eyes actually roll back in his head.

The power of this control intoxicates you. In that moment, he belongs to you totally. His cheeks are flushed and his mouth is wet with your honey. You lean over to reward him with a teasing kiss. Your teeth find his bottom lip and tug gently. He moans his pleasure.

His cock is hot and hard and you work it mercilessly with your pussy. The slick slide of him in and out is a rhythm as old as time and hotter than the sun.

He reaches up and grabs your breasts. Pinches your nipples hard between his fingers. The excitement makes you immune to the pain and all you feel is pleasure. You lean forward until each thrust of his cock hits your G spot. You feel the pressure behind your clit and you know it’s not long until you explode.

But you’re not quite ready for all this to end. You want to prolong the pleasure, the fantasy. Because you know that tomorrow you’ll go back to your normal world. But tonight is for you.

You rise off him. His moan is disappointed, but soon morphs into a groan of pleasure. The taste of your honey is like an exotic spice when mixed with the musk of his throbbing cock. You suck the length of him getting it nice and wet. You’ve read books on what you’re planning and know that lubrication is key. Once he’s nice and wet, you lean up and whisper what you want in his ear.

His eyes widened and a smile spreads across his handsome face, as if you’ve just offered him a precious gift.

He readies you with a finger. Teasing and caressing the sensitive skin of your ass. You’re nervous but worry that you’ll pass up this opportunity and never experience this forbidden pleasure overwhelms your nerves.

His finger slips inside just a little. The stretch is a little uncomfortable at first, but you adjust quickly to the sensation of being stretched.

“Shh. I won’t hurt you. Try to relax. It’ll make it better.”

You swallow and nod and try to just let it happen. To help, he uses his mouth to tease your swollen clit. And pretty soon you forget all about the discomfort and urge him to go deeper.

“You’re so responsive,” he praises you. “So passionate.”

He brings you to the brink with his mouth, but just before you careen off the edge, he pulls away.

You groan in frustration. You feel as if you will die if you don’t come.
But then that finger moves some more, and you remember there is more pleasure to be had.

He leans over and kisses you deep with that hot tongue. He tastes like your secret honey. You feel the head of his cock rub once, twice, three times over the slick entrance to your pussy to get it drenched with your juices.

Incredible pressure. The crown of his cock presses against your asshole and you worry there’s no way he’ll possibly fit. No way this could ever feel good.

“Shh,” he says again. With his free hand he begins to rub your clit. You relax into the sensation. The move opens your ass for him, so he manages to slip inside an inch. Then his hips go still but his finger keeps at your clit.

And then he doesn’t need to thrust because you’re doing it for him. Pulling him inside your most secret place. And his hand on your pussy feels heavenly, and the pressure in your ass feels like a revelation.

And then he’s fully seated inside and begins to thrust. You feel the orgasm come to life in your belly. It grows and builds with each thrust. You never expected that being fucked in your ass could make you feel so … deliciously dirty.

The orgasm roars up inside you like a lioness. It’s fierce and almost carnivorous in its intensity. You howl your pleasure until your throat aches. At the same moment you reach the zenith of pleasure, your lover stiffens above you and groans. And for the first time in your life you feel like a bona fide sexual goddess.

To continue the story,
Click Here
.

You have reached this page becase you turned the page instead of using the link to choose your own fantasy.

Please go back and choose your path.

Party With Both Handsome Strangers

Taking both men’s hands, you beckon them to follow you through a set of doors off the pool area. One of the men closes the doors behind you. You walk further into the room, taking in the luxurious décor.

Thick shaggy rugs cover the tiled floor and suede couches sit in a conversation pit. A bed covered in blue satin shimmers in the center of the room like an ocean. It looks cool and inviting. But before you can continue to explore the room, a warm hand wraps around your waist.

You turn to see the man who made you come on the dance floor smiling down at you. He places a soft kiss on your lips and guides you toward the bed.

The other man joins you both there. “My name is –“ You hold up a hand to his mouth.

“No names,” you whisper. He smiles and kisses your fingers.

“No names,” he agrees. His blue eyes sparkle with promise. “Only pleasure.”

He kisses you slow and deep. His lips taste like rum and passion. When he pulls away, he turns toward your Latin Lover and they begin to kiss.

You’ve never seen two men kiss right in front of you before. The scene is at first shocking, but then … intriguing. The sight of two masculine forces coming together is more beautiful than you would have imagined. More primal, too. Their strong hands grip each other’s arms. Their shadowed jaws work as they tongue each other’s mouth deeply.

They seem so into each other that you worry they’ve forgotten about you. But then your Latin Lover holds out a hand, beckoning you to join them. You crawl across the impossibly large bed, part babe in the woods, part jungle cat. You’re conflicted because this is uncharted territory but at the same time you can’t wait to be the creamy center of their sandwich.

They pull away as you arrive and turn toward you. Your heart is galloping and your palms are damp. How will this work?

“Don’t look so anxious,
mi amour
,” Latin Lover whispers. His palm caresses your jaw. “Let it happen.”

Blue Eyes takes your hand and guides it to his cock. He’s firm and hot. Your seductress has taken over and she’s eager to see how this plays out.

You palm their cocks in either hand. They moan in stereo and you feel the wetness between your legs increase. Never in your life have you considered yourself the aggressor, the dominant. But tonight you’re in charge. These two gorgeous men exist for your pleasure and you intend to enjoy the ride.

Their hands are all over you. The sensation of four warm, callous palms on your fevered skin almost makes you come. Especially when two fingers dip between the lips of your pussy. They slide into you so easily. You knew you were wet, but now you realize you’re gushing.

Blue Eyes fists his fingers in your hair and pulls your head back for a deep, open-mouthed kiss. He’s practically licking your tonsils and you think about how you can’t wait for his cock to meet them as well.

You stroke their rods faster. Pearly beads of come glisten at their tips. Using your fingers you slide that slickness over their heads, pinching the skin to get a little more. Latin Lover bites his own lip while Blue Eyes bites your earlobe.

You suddenly need a cock inside you so badly you’re worried you’ve become addicted to orgasms. If pleasure is a drug, you’re ready for your next hit.

You push the Blue Eyes down on his back and slide your pussy over his hot, hard cock. Coating it in your juices. Rubbing the stiff ridge underneath his shaft on your clit. But you’re so close to coming, you pull back wanting to prolong the excitement.