TAKEN (Five Hardcore Rough and Reluctant Sex Shorts) (3 page)

“Hello, Margo.”  He shut the door behind him and smiled at her as if his being in her shower with her was the most natural thing in the world.  She started shaking her head, but he moved up to her and put his hands gently on either side of her head, caressing her cheeks as he leaned in and put his mouth on hers.

His lips were full and felt soft on hers.  He pressed down gently and she felt his tongue push against her open lips and then slip between them into her mouth to explore and taste.  She shivered and tried to step back, but there was really nowhere for her to go and she didn’t think she could make an escape through the glass door like some kind of movie heroine.  So, she stood there, letting him slide his tongue along her teeth, and she felt something rise up in her that was not just fear.

His hands left her face and traveled down over her neck and her shoulders to her arms.  He let his fingers stroke down until they reached her hands, and she instinctively formed fists, keeping him from weaving his fingers into hers or from taking hold of them and making her touch him.  He just moved his hands back up her arms and then, he let them move in to run over her exposed breasts, her hands moving too slow to block him.

His hands cupped her breasts and then his fingers pinched her nipples lightly, all while he smiled at her.  She sucked in her breath when she felt his fingers pull at her sensitive nipples, feeling the small bit of pain as a sharp pleasure between her legs.  She felt herself grow excited as he continued to play with her breasts, though she still felt the thrill of fear that had every nerve in her body alert and expectant.

His mouth now followed his hands and he took one of her nipples into his warm mouth, pulling it between his teeth and using his tongue to stroke it until it was hard and overwhelmingly sensitive.  She gasped and cried out as he continued to suck at her breast and he held her steady as she tried to pull away to relieve the flood of sensation that was coming from that one small place of contact.

Then, he suddenly pulled away and spun her around, crushing her body up against his so that she could feel his cock pressing against her ass.  Worried that he was intending to push into her tiny hole, she struggled, but he slid a hand down over her taut stomach and then pressed it between her legs, cupping her bare mound and making her sigh with the sudden contact, her body deflating in his arms.  He nibbled at the nape of her neck as his fingers began gently stroking the tender lips before making their way inside the slick pink folds.  She gasped as she felt them play at her inner lips for a moment before suddenly pushing deep and beginning to thrust in and out rapidly, building an orgasm in her almost immediately.

Her mouth was moving, opening and closing in nonsensical murmurs as his fingers worked inside her and made her legs tremble.  She felt how strong his arms were as they held her up and she lost track of anything but the intensifying feeling between her legs and the sharp sting of the water on her body as the shower flowed around her.

Then, his fingers were gone and she moaned in disappointment as she was left hanging, her body aching for release.  Now, though, he turned her to face him again and, with one hand sliding up under a thigh and lifting one leg to prop her foot against one tiled wall, opening her pussy and her ass so that she felt the water hitting her sensitive folds.  She flung her arms around his neck as she felt her legs wobble and he gripped her waist and pulled her tight to him, thrusting his cock into her pussy and beginning to fuck her furiously.

Now, she flung her hands out to reach for the sides of the shower as she cried out loudly and felt her feet lift from the floor.  She felt each thrust stroke her special spot deep inside her, and she knew that she would lose control soon.  His arms were wrapped tightly around her and his head rested on her back as his body molded to hers and he filled her over and over with his thick cock.

She shuddered hard and felt the tensing of her stomach muscles while the rest of her body seemed to drain of energy as it all rushed to her throbbing pussy end then exploded in a shattering orgasm that made her legs fall out from under her, causing her to hang limply in his arms as she shook and moaned, her hands finally reaching behind her to grab at his thighs for balance as he continued to fuck her.

He finally withdrew and put her softly on her knees.  His hands wrapped in her wet mass of tangled hair and pulled, tilting her face up to have her lips meet his engorged
cock, pressing the head past her lips and into her mouth with one hard thrust that pushed over her tongue and into her throat, cutting off her air and making her heaving chest stutter in an effort to breath.

He didn’t waste time now, pumping into her mouth with quick hard thrusts that brought tears to her eyes and made her lungs burn and her pussy throb and pulse in rhythm to every thrust.  He seemed to press down on her until her ass was resting on her calves and her throat was stretched taut as her head was held up to take in his thick shaft.

Suddenly, his cock swelled in her mouth, and he yelled as she felt her throat fill with his semen, choking her as she fought to swallow it down.  He stayed in her mouth only a little longer and then he pulled out to let the last spurts fall on her face, hitting her nose and chin and cheeks.  She felt it mingle with the spray of the shower and she slipped her tongue out briefly to lick at her lips and taste it before it washed away.

He helped her up gently and then opened the shower door to climb out before her and reach in to pick her up in his strong arms.  She felt him wrapped around her dripping body and she closed her eyes as the remnant of her orgasm still worked through her.  He carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the soft comforter dripping wet, and the
n disappeared back into the bath
room to get them both towels, draping hers over her shivering body as he wrapped his around his waist.

Eventually, she got to a sitting position and began to dry off, her arms feeling rubbery and weak as they moved the towel over her naked body.  She felt suddenly self-conscious and kept the towel over most of her as she dried off, not looking at him as he moved around and got dressed, or so she assumed.

Then, he was in front of her, kneeling by her and not letting her avoid him any longer.  His intense blue eyes studied her and the smile was there, but it had a different quality to it now, and she felt her heart neat faster as she waited for him to speak first.  “You are so very beautiful, Margo.  You shouldn’t hide.”

She looked at him, trying to understand what he meant.  Hide?  She obviously didn’t hide well enough.  But did she wish she had been hidden from her new neighbor?  After what she had just experienced, she knew her answer would be no.  Still, she didn’t see his point.  “I don’t hide, Jackson.”

He smiled and shook his head.  “You did, but you won’t anymore.”  He leaned in and gave her a kiss.  “Would you like to come over to my place tonight?”

Margo felt heat flush her body and images of what they had just done flooded her mind.  She had never wanted a man more, and she wasn’t sure she even wanted to wait the hours until dinner.  She surprised herself by taking his hands and pulling him toward her.  “I would like to come over tonight.”  She leaned down and kissed him again.  “But what will I do with my time until then?”

His response told her he had a few good ideas.

TAKEN BY TWO SAILORS

(A
Reluctant Double Penetration erotica story
)
by
Jane Kemp
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by
Naughty Daydreams Press

Cover image by
Russell Marleau

She called herself Kitty when she danced.  It was a silly name she knew, but the patrons seemed to like girlish names and she liked their tips, so she stuck with the name Kitty and kept business strong and steady.  She liked to joke that Kitty shook her
titties
to feed the kitty.  Granted, it would often bring blank stares from the other dancers, in fact, only Romeo, the bouncer of all people, had ever laughed at her little word play.  What the hell, she didn’t care as long as she earned money.

She had, quite literally, fallen into dancing when she was in college.  She had been with a boyfriend, whose name was faded in the past—John?
Tom?—at a strip club because she had finally allowed him to drag her in after much argumentation and vodka.
  Then, when the drinks began to get to her, she had, according to the day after reports, climbed up onto the stage with the dancer and had begun to dance and disrobe herself.  Her memory of the event was foggy, but she had woken up in her dorm room with a wad of one dollar bills and a paper with a phone number on it.  On a crazy whim, she had called the number and had been offered a job dancing at the club.

Of course, she had no intention of accepting but, when she sat down to count the lump of bills and discovered that they totaled close to three hundred dollars, she had called back and accepted.  Still, it hadn’t been easy.  It was a different thing dancing sober than being blitzed out of your mind and not caring what the hell you were doing.  Luckily, one of the regulars took pity on her and began to show her the ropes, and the pole and the stirrups.  It was eye-opening and pocket filling.  She began to pull in more and more money and she was sold on the lifestyle from then on.

There were some nights, though, when things weren’t that wonderful and, usually, it was something to do with a customer.  There were the drunks who would suddenly try to pull you off stage or climb up with you or there were rich snots who thought that because they had a wad of cash they could treat you like shit.  Tonight, it had been the customer that began to believe that you were meant to be a girlfriend and meant only for him.

She had seen them walk in while she was still waiting to go on.  They had been in a few times earlier in the week and they had, with each consecutive visit, paid more and more attention to her while ignoring the other dancers.  This wasn’t necessarily a problem because, after all, a dancer wanted to have some loyal fans she could count on to show
up and fill her pockets, but when it began to feel territorial, that was when things got weird.

These two appeared to be sailors from the local naval base.  They didn’t wear uniforms, but she could tell from the haircuts, builds, and general demeanor that they were military.  They were attractive in their way, one of them being tall with blond hair, square Midwestern features and blue eyes.  The other was shorter with a thicker build and darker hair, though both had the same crew cuts, and deep green eyes that seemed to watch every move she made on stage and off with rabid attention. 

They sat talking at a front table while the current girl,
Lushious
, danced on stage.  Kitty watched them and thought how odd it was that they didn’t even glance in Lush’s direction, and she was worth some notice, tall and black, with a body that had curves that qualified her moniker.  Still, the two sailors just kept chatting.  The only time they looked up was when they were scanning the club, for what? 
Her?
  She wasn’t sure, but she thought that had to be it.

Suddenly, there was some clapping and hooting and Lush was jumping off stage to work the sparse crowd for tips and to possibly score some lap dances.  Then, she was being announced and there was no more hiding from the creepy duo.

She jumped on stage, wearing her little schoolgirl skirt and her schoolgirl top knotted under her ample breasts, while her long legs were covered with knee high white socks and on her feet were the sweet little tennis
shoes
.  She also kept her blond hair in pigtails and kept her make-up to an innocent minimum.  She had always looked younger than her age and even now, at twenty-five, she looked barely legal.  It was something that could be annoying at times but also worked incredibly well for her as a dancer.

As she started to move, swaying in a self-conscious girlie manner that slowly got more brazen, she instantly noticed her two admirers staring intently at her on stage.  Whatever had been worth discussing during Lush’s act had been tabled when she appeared.  She felt their eyes travel over her in a way she had never experienced with any other customer, and stranger still, she felt an excitement build in her that she never felt when dancing.  She felt herself performing more sensually, actually targeting the two sailor boys, smiling and blowing kisses and winking at them in a way that would have made her shake her head in wonder if she had seen another dancer doing it.

Finally, she had gotten down to her thong panties and nothing else and just as she was about to do her finale of a handstand into overhead splits that rolled down to the floor, she switched entirely and simply went into the splits, but bounced her ass up and down right in front of her two lover boys.  She ended by arching her back and laying her head on the floor behind her, leaving her tits pointing to the heavens while she gave them a wink and blew them a kiss.  Then, she was being announced again and she knew her set was over and she bounced back up and dropped off the stage to work the crowd that Lush had just hit before her.

What had she just done?  Why had she acted that way?  She had probably just made a bad situation worse.  She shrugged and moved out into the room, plastering her winning little girl smile on her face while she cooed and wooed the patrons.  Whatever she had done was done and nothing to be taken back now.

She saved their table for last, not wanting to confront any complications that she might have created with her overly flirtatious performance.  But she was pleasantly surprised when she got to their table.  They weren’t leering jerks or arrogant pricks, but sweet, gracious boys, and again she found herself getting excited in their presence.   They gave her a nice tip and she thanked them but, for some reason, she didn’t offer them a lap dance or a private session before moving on to the next table.