One Night Stand: One Night Stand: Book One (18 page)

Lisa closed her fingers around his long shaft and pumped him twice. The flesh was too dry for good smooth action so she released him and then slowly licked her hand, copiously lubricating it for the action to come.

John continued massaging her breasts as she took hold of him again. The action felt much better this time, her fingers sliding easily up and down the length of him.

Never taking her gaze away from John's eyes, Lisa called out instructions to Doug. "Get your hands off your cock, Mister! You know the rules!"

If Doug answered Lisa, she did not hear him.

A tremor ran the length of John's body, followed quickly by a second, proving how rapidly Lisa had brought him to the edge. Lisa released her grip on his testicles and used that hand to pull John's head down so she could kiss him again. A trickle of moisture slid down her own thigh.

John jerked and quivered. It wouldn't be too much longer until she had him spurting. Unless...

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Lisa released him and quickly retied his belt. She couldn't suppress a teasing, triumphant smile at the frustration etched plainly across his face.

"I think I'm ready to see my present now."

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Frustrated or not, John couldn't suppress his admiration for Lisa. She really knew how to pull his strings. But unlike all of those years Robin had been revving his engine to no purpose, John had no doubt that Lisa would more than satisfy him tonight.

John started to lead Lisa into the bedroom, when his eyes fell upon Doug. Lisa's strange friend intimidated John. It wasn't his height or his dark skin, but the strange look in his eyes as he watched Lisa kiss and masturbate John—not to mention the whole
Mistress Lisa
thing. He really didn't want this guy leering at them all evening. On the other hand, John had a naked woman tied to his bed, so he'd have to proceed carefully.

"Why don't you leave your friend out here?" John suggested.

The look Lisa gave him seemed to suggest she saw right through his designs, so John added. "You might find a better use for him later."

Lisa laughed and leaned close to whisper in his ear.

"Maybe we'll let him have Robin while you're fucking my brains out. He's been a good boy driving me down here and I think he'd enjoy that."

John grinned, partially at the thought of Doug mounting tied-up Robin, but mostly in anticipation of fucking Lisa all evening. "Your present awaits," he reminded her, bowing and gesturing toward the bedroom.

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Lisa strolled past him, speaking over her shoulder to her friend without looking at him. "Doug, you stay here and
don't
touch yourself!"

She entered the bedroom ahead of John.

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Whatever John had said, Robin was totally beautiful.

Maybe not Playboy Bunny beautiful, but a hot, attractive woman none-the-less. The discovery astonished Lisa. John had chosen her over this wet-dream pinup.

At first, she didn't know how to assimilate the revelation.

John really was fixated on her! She had always feared being stifled by commitment, but in this moment Lisa realized that her problem was much more insidious. She had an equally strong fear that she couldn't trust her partner to commit back to her. It had happened too many times before. Yet Lisa had driven John into this woman's arms and he still chose Lisa as his woman!

Lisa turned around, about to throw herself on top of John and fuck him dry right then and there, when her normal posture reasserted itself. Lisa liked to be in control and John had gone to a lot of trouble to set up this latest game for her.

"Oh, baby," she told him. "You have outdone yourself."

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John's smile told it all. Deep in his heart, he hadn't been certain this would thrill Lisa. Even now the poor fool probably misunderstood why his stunt had worked. There would be time to enlighten him later. For now she had work to do—

most deliciously enjoyable, hot and sexy work.

Lisa walked to the foot of the bed and ran her finger along the underside of Robin's foot, causing the white woman to shiver. Lisa had no lesbian leanings herself. She could recognize a beautiful woman but that didn't mean she felt attracted to one. But Lisa did know what fueled the fantasies of men and she was more than willing to push her boundaries if it would thrill John this evening.

"Robin," she announced. "I am in charge here now! You may call me either Mistress or Mistress Lisa. Do you understand?"

Robin swallowed and said, "Yes, Mistress."

"Good," Lisa took a step along the side of the bed, running her hand along Robin's naked calf. Robin lifted her head off the pillow to watch Lisa's progress.

"John, baby?" Lisa asked. "Why isn't this captive blindfolded?"

John came up behind Lisa and she turned into his embrace. She loved the feel of his arms around her, just like she loved the evidence of his excitement pressing against her stomach. "I just didn't think of it," John admitted.

Lisa loosened his robe so that she could run her fingers across his chest. "That's okay, baby, I'm here to take care of things now." She slipped the belt free of John's robe. "I'll just borrow this if you don't mind."

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Without the belt, John's robe fell open, exposing his still raging erection. Lisa spread the robe further apart so that she could lick both of his nipples. She could tell John liked it.

Kissing her way down John's stomach, she leaned over farther, giving Robin an ever-improving view of her beautiful black ass and her hot wet pussy peaking out from between her legs.

Lisa reached the top of John's dick. Her tongue darted in and out across it until she had the head glistened with her saliva. John groaned with pleasure, so she kissed him directly on the tip of his penis. Just a little farewell peck with her tongue swirling against the hole. Then she stood up and straightened her clothes, delighting in his groan of frustration.

"Not yet, baby." Lisa still couldn't keep the teasing smile off her face. "Not yet."

Lisa turned back to Robin, pleased with the embarrassed desire etched upon the woman's face. She wrapped the ends of the cloth belt around each of her hands and snapped the fabric taught between them.

Robin's eyes followed Lisa's every move. To test the woman and to set up the next element in the game, Lisa stalked around Robin's feet to the far side of the bed. When she finished, Robin lay between Lisa and John, forcing her to choose at who she would look. Despite John's very prominent erection, Robin eyes stayed locked on Lisa and the black cloth belt in her hands.

"Robin." Lisa snapped the belt between her hands to make absolutely certain she had the woman's undivided attention.

"You have a very important decision to make."

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Robin said nothing. Lisa knelt on the side of the bed and leaned close enough to let her whisper in Robin's ear while not obstructing John's view of her mouth as she spoke. "I know you don't like choices, Robin, but you don't, as it were, have a choice about it."

Lisa straightened slowly until she knelt. She brought her hands together in a seemingly casual manner and let the resulting loop of belt dangle against Robin's nipple.

"You see," Lisa resumed talking in her normal tone of voice, "I'm about to blindfold you."

Lisa let the loop swing, grazing down Robin's stomach before letting it pendulum back against the underside of Robin's breast.

"And what I want to know is:
What is the last thing you
want to see tonight?
"

Lisa slid her right leg over Robin's body so that she straddled the naked woman just below the neck. She placed her hands on either side of Robin's face and twisted it firmly so that the blond was forced to look at the man who had led her into this. "Is it John's hard cock?"

She released Robin and pulled up the hem of her own dress. "Or my sweet pussy?"

Robin moaned in response.

Lisa couldn't tell if Robin was bi, lesbian, or just turned on by even this light form of domination, but whatever the answer Robin was clearly out of her mind with excitement.

She writhed back and forth beneath Lisa, then evidently made up her mind, for she lifted her blond head and attempted to kiss Lisa's wet lips.

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Lisa caught Robin with the belt-turned-blindfold, wrapping the cloth twice around the woman's head and then tied it securely in place over her eyes.

"Well," John said, coming closer to stand beside Lisa. "I guess that answers a lot of questions." His erection offered no hint of disappointment.

"Not at all," Lisa corrected him, then went on to prove her point.

"Robin, do you want to suck John's dick?"

The blindfold seemed to have finished liberating Robin from her inhibitions. She responded eagerly, almost shouting.

"Oh yes, Mistress! Please let me suck it!"

"Why should I give it to you? John belongs to me!"

"I'll do anything, Mistress! Just please let me have it."

"In your mouth? Or between your legs?"

"Anywhere you say, Mistress, just please let him fuck me."

"Let her eat your pussy," John suggested.

It was a natural enough thought for him, Lisa knew. After all, she was already practically straddling Robin's face. But she shook her head and refused. "Sorry, John, that's not my scene."

"Let him fuck me," Robin said again.

John leaned over the bed and kissed Lisa, full and deep.

When they finished, he repeated his suggestion. "Let her eat your pussy."

Lisa stroked the side of John's bearded face considering the possibilities before making up her mind. "For you, John, she can have a taste, but then I want your help in another game."

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John grinned and kissed her again. When her upper lips left his, Lisa shifted forward and brushed her lower lips across Robin's mouth. "Lick me!" Lisa commanded.

Robin's tongue darted upward, shocking Lisa despite the fact that she expected it. A trill of excitement shot from her twat to her spine as a warm, sharp, wetness violated her outer labia. Lisa felt a wrongness, but found it strangely exciting. It just wasn't quite the same as with a man. Her right hand sought John's cock and gripped it tightly.

"Is this what you wanted, baby?"

John's grin testified to his excitement. His chest visibly heaved as he stared down toward the action still concealed by Lisa's dress. "I want to see!" he told her.

Robin's tongue flicked against Lisa again. It definitely felt different than John's, both too soft and too sharp, but that second penetration went beyond the first spark to make Lisa's whole body quiver.

"Oh, that's nice!" The words surprised Lisa. Had she really said them? Her grip on John's cock tightened, as if it could ground her against the sensations between her legs. Robin's tongue entered Lisa again, evoking an even deeper shudder.

"I want to see," John said again. This time he reached forward to lift the hem of Lisa's dress.

Robin's tongue kept Lisa too busy to stop him even if she had wanted to. Robin searched, explored, and quested—

completely dependent on her pink lips and tongue, because John and Lisa had denied her the use of her eyes and hands.

Robin's neck craned upward and her nose hit Lisa's dark clit while her tongue continued probing inside of her.

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"Oh, John." Lisa almost lost her balance with the rush of pleasure. "Is this what you expected?"

John dropped Lisa's dress, turned to face Lisa squarely and caught her from either side. His left hand squeezed her naked ass; his right hand crushed her still-clothed breast.

Robin figured out what her nose was touching and attacked it with her tongue and lips.

"Oh God, John," Lisa gasped. She couldn't believe the flood of pleasure building up inside her. "I don't...want to climax...

from a woman!"

"Then come for me!" John ordered, digging his fingers harder into Lisa's ass, squeezing her breast mercilessly between his fingers.

At the same moment, Robin began to use her teeth.

Lisa came hard, drenching Robin's face beneath her. Robin just kept on sucking. Lisa's mouth latched onto John's. Her hand clamped furiously on his dick. She arched her back in spasm after spasm of ungodly intense pleasure. Finally she lost track of everything around her except for John's mouth, his cock, and Robin's tongue on her clitoris.

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John carried Lisa to the foot of the bed and laid her out on her back. He had never witnessed anything quite like Lisa's latest orgasm. The mixture of revulsion and excitement had shot her so hard over the edge that when it finished she had collapsed, half-senseless, gasping for air against him. Lisa had orgasmed longer with him that first night together. She might even have come harder then. But the intensity Robin had brought out of Lisa was awe-inspiring to witness. Even now, Lisa still hadn't fully stopped shuddering with the after tremors of her woman-induced pleasure.

John placed the back of Lisa's head firmly on top of Robin's pussy, then hiked up Lisa's dress over her hips. He took a moment to enjoy the view: thatch of curly hair sexily trimmed, glistening black lips swollen with excitement, light brown thighs framed by black garters and those incredible fishnet stockings.

He wondered if women really understood the power of fishnet stockings, or how men longed to run their hands up and down a leg sheathed in them.