His Every Fantasy (16 page)

Jett watched with a smirk as Mandy turned to
follow them. He caught her hand and growled in her ear, "No. I have
other delicious plans for you, tigress."

"What––what are they?" Mandy's voice trembled
in fear and excitement.

"A massage, a Brazilian wax, then a pedicure,
manicure and hair care," was all Jett would say before he continued
with, "is this acceptable or would you prefer to negotiate with me,
hmm?"

Instead of taking the bait Jett clearly tried
to hook her with, she asked, "Will you stay with me for all of
these things, please?"

"Yes. I planned to."

"Okay. Then I have no objections as long as
you are with me."

"Very good, tigress. You are learning fast.
I'm very proud of you. Shall we proceed then?"

"What about Melissa?"

"Xavier has his orders and will see them
fulfilled." Jett said with growing impatience and put his hand at
the small of her back to convince her subtlety to move along before
he lost his last ounce of patience.

Mandy and Jett entered the massage room and he
sat down a short distance from the table, completely relaxed. The
masseuse was a very beautiful woman but much to Mandy's shock, she
was as naked as the day she was born into this world. Mandy felt
her face flushing with embarrassment and heat. She turned to glare
at Jett. "You brought me to a prostitute's den!" She hissed, ready
to leave and say to hell with it all!

"No. This place is clearly not a brothel. This
is not even normal, Mandy. They have allowed me this service as the
top VIP member and at a great cost. Now, get your beautiful ass
into the dressing room and strip naked because I'm just itching to
tear your clothes off and then you'll have to walk out of here and
on the streets buck naked."

"No sex with her?" Mandy asked,
suspicious.

"Not if you don't want to." He gently
reassured her. A fantasy of his Mandy and the beautiful masseuse
put him in a semi-hard state. He chuckled as Mandy stomped off in a
huff to the dressing room and yet had a twinkle in her eyes. He
knew she how much she enjoyed the banter between them. It was her
way of letting him know he'd never be given full control of her,
not until he'd earned her trust and earn it he damn well would––in
time.

Moments later, Mandy walked out naked with a
towel wrapped around her body. She was unsure about receiving a
sensual massage, but was willing to drop her pre-conceived
stereotypes and boundaries to give it a go. She wanted to expand
her own horizons and at the same time, please Jett too. She planned
to show him she was doing this more for herself than for him,
knowing it would cause him mild annoyance. It served him right too
for using that arrogant tone with her! And so she stood right in
front of him, defiance blazing out of her eyes and dropped the
towel to the floor. She gave him a few seconds to burn her skin
from head to toe with his inferno like gaze sweeping her from head
to toe, abruptly turned and walked away with a swagger and without
saying a word to the massage table while the soft laughter of the
masseuse sounded in the background.

At the massage table, Mandy gave the beautiful
lady a wink and asked how she wanted her, fully knowing she left
the question wide open to interpretation. The masseuse laughed
softly and told her to lay on her stomach with her legs spread
apart on the specifically designed table.

Mandy did as she was told but kept her face
turned toward Jett. "Let me guess, you own an interest in this
place as well?" She smirked when she saw him adjust
himself.

"Yes, tigress. As a matter of fact, I
do."

Mandy could do no more as she felt as cold gel
land on the crack of her bum, a squeal bursting out of her mouth
and she jumped a bit off the table.

Jett laughed outright. "Did I forget to
mention the gel would be cold and warms up with her hands rubbing
it all over your delectable body?"

"Fuck ass!" Mandy grumbled under her breath
and briefly closed her eyes and tried to relax again.

"Only with me a day and already building up
quite a punishment that I am going to have to stretch out over
several nights. You really know how to turn me on, tigress." Jett
purred playfully.

Mandy could not hold back her laugh of
delight. It warmed her insides and took her breath away when she
saw Jett's genuine smile growing upon his face. Her traitorous body
heated up again and her pulse thrummed in her neck. She watched as
that genuine smile turned into a smirk when he realized the impact
it had on her and her body.

Her mind soon became distracted by the pure
sensation of soft hands caressing her bum and legs. It became
almost impossible to keep her mind on Jett. She felt her eyelids
growing heavy with the delightful and relaxing sensations running
all through her body. Her mind took off on a tangent of its own,
fantasizing about her beautiful masseuse when the woman's nipples
brushed lightly across the skin of her bum, exciting her and
confusing her at the same time. She should not be having fantasies
and thoughts about a woman, but her mind refused to listen or obey.
She was unaware that her relaxed smile had turned into a severe
frown of self-hatred in that moment. The dark road her mind
insisted upon continuing down was interrupted by Jett.

"Don't frown so much tigress. There is no one
here except for the three of us and what happens in this room,
stays in this room. You look exquisite and so damn beautiful when
you're turned on and excited. I give you permission, tigress, to
shut off your conscience and feel exactly what you feel. I want you
to enjoy the experience and to hell with what anyone else might
say."

"This is all about you and all for you. Enjoy
the pampering Miss Angelina is giving you. Feel the rush as her
beautiful body touches and rubs against yours from time to time.
Feel her fingers and hands kneading your muscles into relaxation
even as they excite your body. Trust your body baby, it knows what
it wants. There are no societal rules here. Everything goes,
everything is sacred. Just relax and allow yourself to be part of
it, to flow with the experience." Jett's voice seductively called
to her softly in the distance as her eyelids fell closed again and
she let out a sigh of contentment.

Jett readjusted his body again into a more
comfortable position in his plush chair while he watched the
amazing beauty of Mandy letting go of her inhibitions, deciding to
enjoy the experience Angelina was bringing to her body, bringing it
to life as only a woman can do for another. He continued to watch
as Mandy stared at him through now hooded eyes full of desire and
as if he was the only person in the room. Angelina's hands, for his
Mandy he knew, had become merely extensions of his will. He was
also well aware that the experience would be quite different when
she was lying on her back, which would be shortly, judging by how
his tigress's breathing was catching and speeding up along with
Angelina's, both thriving off the other's excitement.

"Turn over Ma' Cherie." Angelina whispered in
Mandy's ear in a smoky, sexy voice.

Mandy does as she is asked but keeps her eyes
completely on Jett. Excited, his face is flushed with the heat of
arousal, his slacks are straining to confine him while he denies
himself any physical pleasure.

Instead, he shares in the sexual energy the
two women are filling the room with. So much so that it is becoming
a living, breathing entity. An amazing and highly erotic
one.

For Mandy, on her back with her legs spread
eagled, the sensations began anew. She does not feel pressured in
any way, only cherished and pampered. She is deeply appreciative to
Angelina while unsure if she wants to experience an orgasm caused
by a woman, she knows she wants to bring Angelina to one. She
forces her eyes open with all the willpower she can currently
manage and gestures to Jett with her eyes what her intentions are.
She watches as he nods his permission.

Mandy begins by lightly brushing her
fingertips of one hand against Angelina's hip and when she smiles,
nods and moves closer, Mandy begins to play while Angelina massages
her breasts. She admires how Angelina doesn't miss a beat, even
when she's getting close to orgasm. Mandy loses her rhythm and
experiences a moment of brief surprise when Angelina leans over and
kisses her with lips and tongue. But it doesn't feel dirty or
gross. No, the kissing feels beautiful, right and natural and she
opens her mouth to duel tongues with the beautiful woman. Mandy
surrenders herself to Angelina just as she was doing with her.
Mandy brings her free hand up to caress Angelina's face and then
her breast, tweaking the nipple and swallows Angelina's screams of
ecstasy. Mandy she pulls Angelina down on top of her own body,
going with what feels right and natural to her. She holds the other
woman as she rubs her body against Mandy's and then caresses her
back as the aftershocks travel through her body while they continue
to kiss each other passionately.

Mandy has to force her hand back when it
begins to reach for Jett, to pleasure him, when she sees him
leaning forward in his chair, hands white on the arm rests and near
drooling at the sight. He has unknowingly just given away one of
his deepest desires as a voyeur and has been enjoying every second
by the look on his face.

Angelina begins to relax and she decides it is
Mandy's turn to experience pleasure and begins to suckle and bite
her nipples causing Mandy to yell out in pleasure while she rubs
her pussy against Mandy's, and stimulates her clitoris.

Mandy looks to Jett and decides to give him
permission as well. "Please Jett, join me in my orgasm or at least,
bring that big beautiful straining cock over here. I find myself––a
bit––ravenous." She pleads as her breath begins to catch. Angelina
has moved down on her body and has replaced her fingers with her
tongue.

Jett moves to Mandy's side. "No my beautiful
tigress. This is all just for you." He then leans his head down and
begins to suckle on and bite her nipples hard, knowing how much she
likes and needs it. It doesn't take long for him to see and feel
her begin to orgasm and he swallows her screams with his passionate
kiss. Her screams turn him on so badly that he knows before the
waxing, he will be taking her forcefully from behind so that he has
access to her front.

Mandy is afraid she will not only lose her
voice but go blind from the intensity of her orgasm, her body
bucking up against Angelina's mouth.

"You are absolutely delicious Ma' Cherie."
Angelina purrs when Mandy calms back down.

"Trade me places Angelina, now." Jett rasps
out, so hard he could pound nails with his cock alone.
To hell
with putting her on her knees, I need her right fucking now!
He
stands between Mandy's spread legs while Angelina lowers the table
just enough for him. The sight of her dripping pussy nearly pushes
him over the edge and he can't drop his pants fast enough.
Thankfully the table is now just the right height for him. He
orders Angelina to sit behind Mandy on the table and allow his
tigress to lie back against her. She adjusts the table to a halfway
sitting position and does as he commands.

Jett pulls Mandy's hips toward him, unable to
voice his desperate need, all he can think about is sinking his
cock deep into her hot and silky wet warmth, into his own personal
slice of heaven. He holds her hips tight as he slams into her over
and over again, unable to control himself. His tigress has pushed
him over the edge from which there is no return.

Mandy's husky moans and cries of pleasure are
music to his ears and Angelina playing with her breasts is a
delight to his eyes and goads him on. He's never been so horny or
so needy for one woman before, until now. He moves himself inside
of her when he's close to orgasm, making sure he hits her g-spot
continuously until she screams hoarsely with his name on her lips
and slams into her as hard as and fast as he physically can. The
sound of his hips pounding against hers and his balls slapping
against her bum is music to his ears while his brain wants to
possess her whole.

Within seconds of watching himself sliding in
and out of her dripping wet warmth, the orgasm hits him with the
force of a Mack truck and he yells Mandy's name in his extreme,
roll his eyes into the back of his head pleasure. He slumps over
and rests his head on Mandy's stomach while Angelina slides
backward off of the table after stealing another kiss from
Mandy.

"Anytime you want to play again, call me. My
card will be with your clothes. You were amazing and so very
passionate, beautiful!" Angelina gushed in Mandy's ear and
proceeded to gently clean her up for her Brazilian wax when Max
stumbled back to his chair. She turned to nod at Jett after he
tipped her five hundred dollars extra for her paid services. He
finished cleaning Mandy up below with his tongue, unable to deny
himself any longer.

"Damn, we taste heavenly together, tigress."
Jett purred in a gravelly deep voice, smiled and chuckled when her
face turned three different shades of red and then settling on a
chalk white, as Anthony came in fully dressed from the waist
down.

"Hello beautiful, I will be doing your
Brazilian wax today with Mr. Damian's assistance. Now just lie
back, relax and enjoy." Anthony said in a saucy demanding way while
trying to keep his eyes off of Jett putting his pants on his sexy
ass.