His Best Friend (A MFM Ménage)
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Even though I revoked his membership and had him thrown out, I allowed her the option to stay since they were separating. They’d been long-time members and I’d never had any problems out of her. Initially, she told me she’d think about it but quickly called me, asking if the offer still stood.
I don’t do relationships. I tried it once or twice when I was younger, but they’ve never worked in my favor so I accepted things for what they were and began enjoying life as a single man with no commitment and nothing to hold me back. My colleagues and business associates always seemed like they were dragging their tired, bored housewives along on business trips, but after our meetings, I was taking advantage of the nightlife in whatever city we were visiting, fucking all the pretty girls.
And trust me, there were plenty. There’s no shortage of young, hot fuckable women throwing themselves at business men with money and I enjoyed stuffing every hole that I filled. Tyler even joined in with a few of them, but even still, it was nothing more than DP’s, face fucking, and double stuffing.
When I’d come back home, I’d often find myself lurking in the club that was always filled with willing women who had their legs splayed wide open, ready for the next cock to fuck her. There has never been a lack of pussy in my life, but I need more than just sex—and no, I’m not looking for love.
My true love passed away long ago in a car accident a year after our engagement. Melissa was the only bright light in my dark world and when I lost her, part of me died with her. For that reason, I’ve never been able to get serious with anyone else—not that I particularly wanted to—and I’ve never been with another brunette which is what intrigues me about Ally. Not only does she have brown hair, but she has a striking resemblance to my Mel. Her high cheekbones, chocolate-colored eyes and tiny nose all remind me of Melissa.
I crave something deeper, darker, more sinister. The sadist in me is hard to hide which is why I’m careful as to what I do in the open club. There’s nothing hotter than a completely willing, submissive woman who isn’t afraid to test her limits and let me take her to the edge.
Always to the edge.
But like I said, Valerie is needy, so our play is limited. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not looking for a complete alpha woman but I don’t want to constantly tend to, comfort or deal with someone. I like a girl with confidence, someone who is emotionally stable, and someone who likes fucked up men.
Brooke, on the other hand, was made for the lifestyle. A pain slut who loves to be told what to do, loves being powerless, and is mostly emotionally stable. She has a bit of confidence but needs a little reassurance at times. One thing that I’ve learned about Brooke—and enjoy—is that she likes it rough. No, scratch that. She loves it rough, and the darker we take things, the more fun that we have. Now, there’s a dirty girl who knows how to be bad and enjoys the filthier side of sex.
When I say that we take things darker, I don’t mean that figuratively. I mean it literally. It gets my dick hard to wrap my hands around a woman’s fragile throat and feel her breaths passing under the palm of my hand as I slowly choke her until her breathing stills.
Initially, when Brooke and I started fucking, I tested her limits and edged her to the point of passing out but stopped far before she was anywhere close to it. It’s important that you learn your partner and build trust because it’s all part of the stimulation that comes from watching her eyes bulge, knowing that her life is completely in my hands as her breathing becomes more ragged and shallow.
Feeling her main vein beating against my fingertips as her body tries to compensate for the oxygen deprivation is what makes my cock rock hard. Making her come on my cock while she struggles for air is what makes my balls retract as my dick throbs inside her, but I don’t come until she passes out.
Fucking her limp body as it sucks air while I have complete control over her is what pushes me over the edge. So yeah, I like to take things very dark but even then, I like to experiment with limits. I’ve learned how to keep my partners unconscious for a few moments longer as I fuck and fill her pussy with my come by keeping my forearm compressed against her throat.
And this is why I require a non-disclosure agreement. It’s a written agreement consenting to bondage, being choked, pushing limits, and any other types of play that we may engage in. The NDA requires each of us to get full blood testing to ensure that we are both disease-free, and it also releases me from all liability and prevents them from discussing our situation with others so that I’m fully protected.
In addition to our private play, sometimes I’ve been known to invite Tyler into the room occasionally because Brooke loves her DP’s—but so do we even though I consider them vanilla. DP’s are a dime a dozen, but Tyler and I make quite the pair when we’re together with a girl. I love feeling our cocks thrusting against the thin wall that separates her openings.
Ally doesn’t seem even remotely close to the girls that I typically find myself surrounded by, but I felt this immediate attraction to her. Her long, brown hair cascaded down her back, begging to be pulled while I choke some of the life out of her. And the way her plump raspberry-stained lips moved when she talked, I ached to kiss, suck, and bite them.
But I shouldn’t think of her like that. She looks at least five years younger than me, and I doubt she’s ever been exposed to the sick shit that I’m into. I also hardly know her which is probably a good thing because if I had the opportunity to get to know her better, it would lead to some very bad things.
Over the weekend, I hung out at the club and spent some time in the voyeur room. Club participation has been down the last six months so Tyler and I decided to extend some invitations to hopeful couples who’ve been on the waiting list for quite some time, and I’d say it definitely worked. You could say that watching people fuck is a hobby of mine and this weekend, the club was filled with fresh faces, new moans, and different types of new, musky scents that filled the air. I had a gorgeous blonde bombshell suck me off while her husband held her hair back in a ponytail as I fucked her face, but that was all that I really indulged. It was their way of thanking me for inviting them to become members.
Now that it’s Monday, it’s back to the dull, boring grind of work which is one of the main reasons why I opened my club. I’ve always been a thrill-seeker and risk-taker. Sitting behind this executive desk in my leather chair is hardly either of those things.
Picking up the manila folder from my desk, I tuck it under my arm as I leave the office and stop at Starbucks on my way over to the lounge. I’m a bit worried about my meeting with Ally this morning because we’ll be alone and I’m going to have to take her into the Club. I figure we’ll take baby steps and start upstairs in the lounge before we head to the basement. The girls are usually pretty good about making sure things are clean and orderly down there, but every once in a while, they’ll miss an obvious clue. It could be a condom or maybe a leather harness that they forgot to put away. I just wish that Angela wasn’t out on maternity leave so she could handle all of this. Her being gone is complete chaos in mine and Tyler’s lives.
Sipping the hot liquid from my plastic Starbucks lid, I patiently wait inside the lounge for her to arrive. She pulls in front of the building right on the dot and I open the door, holding it for her.
“Sorry,” she says, shaking from the cold. “I would’ve been here earlier but my car door was frozen shut from the sleet that fell last night.”
Pulling her wool cap from her head, she flattens the stray hairs escaping her loose ponytail with her dark red fingernails. The deep shade of polish matches the lipstick coating her thick, full lips. Peeking up at me from her heavy-lidded lashes, she licks her lips and parts them as she begins to speak.
All I can focus on is the way she looks in those skinny jeans and black, knee-high boots. Slowly, as she shrugs out of her coat, I can finally see her body for the first time—without the ugly apron that hid her figure at the flower shop when she was sweeping the floor. A tight, low-cut sweater hugs
her breasts, exposing enough cleavage to leave a little to the imagination—which is when I begin to let mine run wild.
My eyes start at the shadow of her cleavage, traveling up her chest which is when I see her slender clavicle bones resting beside the little dip at the bottom of her neck.
Oh, my God. Her neck.
It’s so long. Perfect. It’s just the right length for my hands. For a moment, I picture my hand wrapped around her throat, feeling her pulse as we look into each other’s eyes and that’s when my cock begins to harden.
“Mr. Kaswell?” she says, reminding me that we’re in the present.
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Vivian Ward is a romance author from St. Louis, Missouri. She pens dark and dirty stories about alpha heroes and strong heroines with emotional HEAs. Vivian is happily married to her real-life Prince Charming who is also her best friend. One of her guilty pleasures is reading and writing smut while indulging in chocolate caramel candies.
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