Too hot to handle (5 page)

Sam
approaches the bed and smacks her tits.

“Who is the
Master around here, my naughty little slut?”

Sam’s
throaty whisper sounds inside her head as his wet tongue invades her ear. She
feels his naked, wet erection pressing against her arm.

“You are the
Master, Sir.”

“Who do you
belong to?”

“I belong to
you, Sir.”

While Sam
speaks into her ear and bites her earlobe, Jenny’s wicked mouth teases her
little butt opening. Her long, wet tongue invades and probes around Clara’s
anus, hitting her sweet spot, over and over again in quick darting movements.
And my hot mouth sucks and licks her throat and her collarbones before I move
down towards her breasts.

“Is this
pussy mine?”

Sam slaps
her clit and she feels faint. He laughs and repeats the abuse, a little harder
this time and in rhythm with his tongue inside her ear. She finds her voice to
answer him, although she’s a little out of breath.

“Yes, Sir.”

He keeps
slapping her, each time he hits her nub, she gasps louder. Until Clara is
certain he’s going to drive her out of her mind. She shouts out, digging her
hands in the sheets and curling her toes.

“Please,
take me, Sir. I beg you. Forgive your pet and take me, hard and long, until I
can’t have it any longer, until I beg for mercy.”

“Oh, I
intend to do that and much more to you and your little hungry cunt. But first
you need to earn it, pet. You’ll have to suck me dry. Open your mouth wide,
slut.”

He nudges
her lips with the huge mushroom head of his cock as Jenny pinches a hard
nipple. She opens her mouth wide. She loves his smell and the feel of his soft
skin against her tongue. She licks the pre-cum forming on the little slit and
hears him hiss. She rasps her teeth lightly over his shaft as it enters her
wet, hot mouth. She licks and sucks it as if Sam were the most delicious
ice-cream cone.

She needs to
breathe through her nose to avoid gagging when he slides down her throat. His
beautiful cock is long and he moves back and forth, in and out of her tight
throat. He goes faster as his blood rushes through his veins, pooling in his
balls, tightening them. He finds it hard to focus or breathe.

“You’re so
fucking good at that. Take me deeper. Open wider and swallow me whole. Yes,
just like that.”

His
movements are rougher now as he fucks her face in fast, jerking stabs. He
clutches at her mess of red curls. His climax is coiling inside him and he
fights to keep it under control. Sam wants to make it last and he wants to be
inside her tight cunt when he comes.

While she’s
giving Sam the blowjob of his life, Clara’s under an intense assault on her
body, too. Jenny stretches her buttocks apart to allow her fingers to invade
her ass. They find her spot and press it hard. She’s so overwhelmed she moans
around Sam’s hard shaft and the vibrations almost make him come. At the same
time, I eat her pussy and feasts on her dripping, hot sex.

“Enough!” Sam
shouts, yanking his rod from her wet mouth. He sits in the middle of the bed.

“Straddle
me. Wrap your legs around my waist.”

They shake a
little but she does as he instructed her. Sam’s control is slipping away but he
clenches his teeth and orders her.

“Lock your
feet behind my back. While I fuck you, I give you permission to talk and move.
Don’t you dare come before I do or I swear it will be the last time.”

He doesn’t
bother coating his cock before he sits her on his hard shaft and impales her to
the hilt. There’s no time for that. Besides, they’re both slick with their
juices and sweat. He clutches her breasts taking one to his eager mouth,
mercilessly drilling his cock into her.

“Fuck,
you’re tight!”

Sam shouts
as he bangs her over and over again. Jenny had gotten the dildo that was lying
around and hammers Clara’s asshole with it. That makes her pussy walls even
tighter than they normally are.

“Oh, yes,
sir. Please. Oh.”

Clara is so
frantic she can’t speak coherently. She moves up and down his dick and wails,
throwing her head back and exposing her long neck. Jenny wastes no time,
nibbling and sucking the delicious white expanse of skin. Clara’s movements rob
Sam of the last shreds of self control. He lets go of it and the explosion is
so violent he actually sees flashes of light behind his eyelids as his balls
contract and he unloads inside her.

“God, you’re
hot!”

He crashes
her mouth in a searing kiss, sucking at her tongue. He bites her delectable
lower lip until he tastes blood. When he comes up for air, Sam whispers against
her lips.

“Come for
me, my gorgeous. I love to see your face when you come. You are perfect!”

“Aahhhh!”

That’s all
Clara is able to cry out, the sound vibrates around the room as she plunges,
body and soul, into the abysm. She loses herself in the glorious, massive cimax
she’s finally allowed to enjoy.

“God, you’re
a vision!” Jenny moans as she pumps the dildo inside Clara’s ass with one hand
and her own sex with the other.

Sam frames
her face with his hands and kisses her deeply, swallowing her shouts. He feasts
on her soft lips, his tongue dances with her wet one, until he’s out of breath.
Now, Jenny is pumping her own sex with the dildo and she grabs Clara’s mouth.
Jenny sucks at her tongue and muffles her own shouts of pleasure in the
gorgeous movie star’s mouth as she hits her climax.

Sam smiles
at the picture of the two women together.

“This is
worse than the flogging, isn’t it, pet? Being punished with pleasure?”

He keeps
banging her, fucking her hard. As Clara convulses in Sam’s strong arms, Jenny
finds her own release. And I enter Clara’s ass and pound her until I unload
inside her tight hole, the jets hitting all the right naughty spots. I reach
around, and grab her tits, massaging them as the last drops leave my cock and I
place a soft kiss between her shoulder blades.

All of her
muscles are either: pulsing, quivering or both. She has no control over her
body and she passes out in Sam’s arms. He gently lays her spent body on the bed
and stretches his body beside her. Jenny is already sleeping on the other side
and I let the three humans rest for now. But I plant a kiss on my sweet Clara’s
luscious lips before I go.

*
* * *

Take me
to the Domme

After the
intense, rough sex we’ve just had, Sam allows me some well-deserved,
much-needed rest. We still need to go through my second scene tonight. The
punishment had been only a very pleasant detour.

I had broken
a fundamental rule and defied my Master. I deserved my punishment. Is it that
bad I had enjoyed every minute of it? Club Desire’s Terms & Conditions
don’t state that subs must hate their Dom’s disciplinary actions. So, I guess
I’m cool!

Sam gently
unties my wrists and settles my spent body in a comfortable position on the
huge four-posted bed, rolling me to the right. I’m awake but so sated I just
lay there, not moving. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. As he arranges my
limp body on the bed, Sam can’t resist touching me. He scatters butterfly
kisses all over my soft skin, running his big hands along the gentle curve of
my back and over my delicious butt and long, strong legs. I know he finds my
ass delicious because he loves to fuck me there. He fucks, paddles, bites,
flogs, licks and fingers my ass in every way he can. Not that I mind, of
course.

He moves his
hands up my front all the way from my feet to my breasts. He avoids touching my
still throbbing sex, though. He wants me to get some rest. But my breasts are too
tempting. They are large and spill out of his hands when he cups them. He
fondles them and plants wet kisses in the well between my mounds, breathing in
my scent; my after-sex perfume, as he calls it.

“I’d be a
billionaire if I could bottle and sell your essence.”

He ends the
idle, exploratory journey on my face. He grabs it with one hand and whispers in
my ear.

“God, you’re
gorgeous. Your skin is glowing with that after-great-sex glow. I’m glad I gave
it to you.”

My mouth is
slightly open, begging for his touch and Sam runs a thumb over my full lips,
just a feathery touch. His hand is slightly shaking. He pushes the tip of his
thumb inside my hot, wet cavern, past my teeth and slides it over my tongue. I
instinctively suck it, licking his digit and feel his cock stir back to life,
nudging my flesh. He shudders and inhales sharply.

“If only I
could stay here, like this, forever.”

He presses
his erection to my butt before pulling himself together and abandoning our
sweet cocoon of lust.

“Duty
calls.”

He reminds
Jenny, who had been lying beside us, watching his movements.

“Let’s go. I
need your help to set up the next scene. Clara’s so burnt-out it’s safe to
leave her alone for a while. Surely, she won’t get into trouble again.”

He smiles at
the petite brunette, that cute lopsided grin that very few re-blooded women can
resist.

“Yeah, no
worries!”

They get
dressed and leave the room as quietly as they can to check on things. I hear
them getting out of the room and I try to sleep. I need to. The last couple of
hours had drained my body. But I don’t complain. Sam and Jenny have a very
satisfied customer in me.

They work
here at Club Desire, the best kept secret in New Orleans. Celebrities from
around the world come to the Club for their sexcapades. I’m one of them. Being
a big name in Hollywood has brought me fame and everything that comes with it,
except sexual satisfaction. I’ve been coming to Club Desire for years to get
that. My favorite Dom, Sam, has delivered more than I’d asked for tonight.
Bringing Jenny into the picture had been a genius idea. I’d never thought I’d
enjoy having sex with a woman. He knows me better than myself.

They’ve
prepared something special for me later tonight. I don’t know what but Sam
insisted I’ll need all my energy. I force myself to relax and in no time at
all, I’m in a beautiful, sunny dream landscape.

“You’ve
come!”

I shout and
run towards Sam, throwing my arms around his neck, giggling. He swirls me
around, laughing, and holds me tight against his body. Then, he slowly sets my
feet back on the ground pressing each of my generous curves against his hard
body on my way down. He pulls back just enough to look at me, enjoying what he
sees, while his hands keep a firm grip on my waist. I’m dressed like the
Southern ladies of the nineteenth century. Don’t ask me why but I always dress
like that when I dream of Sam.

“You look
lovely, my dear. As always, I might add.”

“It’s awful
kind of you to say that, Sir. Thank you.”

I make a
quick curtsy. But there’s a definitely sassy glint in my green eyes. I grab
both his hands and pull him as I walk towards a small gazebo, framed by vines
with colorful wild flowers scattered all over it, that’s standing a few feet
away. He follows me to the relative shelter of the construction, unable to deny
my wishes. Nor his.

I lean
against the railing pulling him close, wrapping my arms around his waist and
lifting my smiling face towards his. When our mouths are mere inches apart, I
stop and wait for his next move.

Sam stares
into my green gaze, his blue eyes are half covered by his lids as he tries to
keep himself in check. I arch my body further into his, connecting each
dangerous curve to his angular self before running the tip of my pink tongue
over my lower lip. I’ve got a knowing, smug glint in my eyes when I whisper,
ever so softly, against his mouth.

“Haven’t you
missed me, Sir?”

That’s too
much for his sanity but he manages to keep a straight face and remain silent,
staring at my mouth, hypnotized. To his shame, though, the rest of his body
decides to rebel against his good intentions and his cock stiffens inside his
pants. He feels powerless when his eyes follow my lips as they curve up in a wicked
smile. There’s no way I could have missed the nudging of his steel-hard shaft
against my soft pussy. He actually moans before pulling my head towards him and
crashing my lips.

“I’m
doomed!”

I purr and
clutch at his broad shoulders. I need to stand on my toes to reach his height
which is a considerable feat since I’m a tall woman. His tongue plunges inside
my mouth and I twirl my own around it. He tastes, teases, and consumes me. I
feel lightheaded and pull us both back further against the railing for support.
He grinds his crotch against my softness and I arch my head back. He leaves my
mouth to kiss his way down the white column of my throat, biting hard and
softly, sucking and licking it. I tear at his shirt to free his chest from the
inconvenient barrier.

“I need to
feel you against my skin.”

That’s the
beauty of dreaming. I get to call the shots here. Not a sub anymore. I cover
his nipples first with my hands, then with my mouth. I suck the hard nubs,
pulling one at a time inside my mouth, as my hands scratch his back. I dig my
nails in the strong muscles of his butt pressing him against my wet crotch. I
bite and stretch the tips of his nipples until he yanks me away and kisses me
hard to avoid spilling his seed inside his own pants.

He reaches
down, lifts my leg up and holds it by my thigh as he stabs me with his hard
erection through the layers of our clothes. I gasp but he gives me no time to
recover, working his arousal against the dampness between my thighs. I buck
against him, gripping his shoulders for balance. My catlike eyes have a
devilish glint as my soft hand travels south along the hard landscape of this
chest. I unbuckle him as fast as a lightening, pulling my prize out. His pants
drop to his feet and he kicks them out of the way.

I run my
fingers along the silken shaft, gripping, stroking Sam’s flesh. His breathing falters.
He fights to control his body. I smile at the way his cock jerks against my hand,
swelling, begging for my attention.

He pulls my
head to kiss me harder now, the urgency stokes my own fire. I can smell his
arousal and am dying to drink him in, to feel the large mushroom head against
my tongue. I swirl us both around before dropping to my knees, so fast he
couldn’t have stopped me, even if he wanted to. Sam is leaning against the
gazebo railing now and I put both my hands on his thighs to keep my balance.

“It’s so
beautiful.”

I sigh
before starting to kiss him, swirling my tongue around the tip of his cock and
sucking the drops of moisture, the salty taste teasing my senses. I breathe in his
musky scent as I open my mouth to enclose his hardness. Sam fights back a groan
when he sees me on my knees, and when my tits rub his naked thighs as I move my
body against his.

“God, if you
keep that up, I just might explode”

“That’s the
idea, silly.”

I wrap my
fingers around him, pumping his shaft, exerting the right pressure on all the
right places. He tangles his hands in my red curls and clenches his jaws
determined to keep his body under control. But I have other plans for my Dom. I
close my mouth around his cock, pushing it slowly inside the wet heat of my
mouth as the wicked tip of my tongue flicks across his slit. When I run my
tongue along his length, bottom to top, his thighs quiver. Sam manages to keep
his balance by digging his fingers into my hair, scraping my scalp. But he
can’t suppress the roar that escapes him.

I feel his
ecstasy reflected in my own aching cunt. My clit is hard and the moisture that
has been pooling between my legs slowly overflows my sex and drips along my
thighs. We can both smell it but I’m only concerned about his satisfaction. My
own gratification is in knowing that I’m able to give him so much pleasure.
That’s reward enough.

I grab his
buttocks as I bob my head up and down, faster as he slides down my throat. He’s
so big I need to open my mouth wide and breathe through my nose. My moans come
out muffled because of his cock and I make loud slurping noises as I squeeze
his balls tight and feel Sam bucking against my hands. I dig my fingers on his
butt cheeks, then, spread them apart. I run a slender finger along his crack.
He inhales deeply. I play with his back hole, teasing it with the tip of my
finger. Then, I enter him, fucking his ass with two fingers. I stretch his hole
as I suck his dick and squeeze his balls. Sam is so frantic he fucks my face
like he would do to my cunt. No mercy. I feel his balls tightening as I find
the little hidden pleasure spot inside his ass. I press hard and that triggers
his climax.

“Aargh!”

He wails as
his control slips away completely. I swallow his cum as he explodes down my
throat. I suck his shaft hard and lick it thoroughly. I don’t want to waste any
of his delicious honey. I look up at his beautiful classic features now
contracted in a mask of pure ecstasy. His head is thrown back, his deep blue
eyes are closed to the world and his mouth hangs open. He’s moving it but he’s
unable to articulate any coherent sounds. His whole muscular body is still
shaking in the throes of passion. He is a vision of lustful beauty and
fulfillment and I’m responsible for that. That
is
power and I thrive in
it. I sigh deeply. As I let go of his softening cock, wipe my mouth and stand
up in front of him.

Suddenly,
everything around me starts to fade away. I stretch my hand but it goes through
Sam’s body. He’s slowly vanishing. I fight to stay in the dream. I don’t want
to let go of my dream lover but something is disrupting my plans. Distant
noises and delicious sensations invade my dream. A soft, naked body presses
against mine. Hot hands touch my pussy, a naughty finger enters me, searching
my clit. A wet, delicious mouth teases my breasts, biting and licking my
nipples. I’m pulled back to the reality of the bed, the suite and my Master.

“Oh, god,
I’ve got to wake up!”

I sit upright
and my elbow connects to something soft.

“Ouch!”

Jenny is
sitting beside me, looking out of breath.

“Are you
hurt? What happened?”

My elbow had
hit her breast when I woke up so unexpectedly catching her off guard. Now,
she’s having difficulty breathing. And the touch of my fingers on the hand
she’s got over her own breast takes the rest of her breath away. Jenny inhales
sharply, calming her heartbeats down before answering me. Her throaty voice
sounds sexy.

“It is
nothing. You were sleeping and couldn’t have known I was hovering all over you.
Don’t worry. It was nothing. You caught me by surprise, that’s all.”

“Here, let
me see it. You’ll get a nasty bruise if you don’t massage the spot right away.
To get the blood circulating, you know.”

I’m still a
little groggy and my thoughts are clouded by the dream induced haze mingled
with the lust my dream lover and my human Domme had awoken in my body. I
wouldn’t do this if I were thinking straight. I brush Jenny’s hand away and cup
her bruised breast. Her silken skin is red, the spot is sore and Jenny takes a
deep breath at the shock of my palm pressing against her skin. I rub the young
girl hard and her whole body trembles in response to the jolt of energy that
travels through her. She closes her eyes at the delicious sensation I’m
arousing in her. For a crazy moment she forgets I am a big Hollywood star. She
forgets where we are, and indulges in a little fantasy of her own.

Sam returns
to the suite and is greeted by the steamy, kinky display we present. I bet this
is something he’s been dreaming of for some time. I, his little pet, sitting on
the bed, my naked upper body so close to Jenny’s that my nipples are touching
her arm, as I fondle her delectable breast.