by JA Low
“Would you like one more?” Jackson asks Olivia.
“Yes, please.” Her voice sounds breathless. Stacey’s hands are doing their job, relaxing her. Jackson pours a small nip into her mouth then places the bottle back onto the table. Those chocolate eyes bounce between us, slight panic clouds them, but she has some kind of internal conversation with herself which calms her. Olivia turns her back to us and kisses Stacey. This surprises the hell out of us and Stacey too. It doesn’t take long for the kiss to turn from awkward to hot. They both lose themselves to it, fucking beautiful thing to watch.
“You okay?” Stacey asks as they pull apart.
“Tequila makes me giggly,” Olivia tells her. The tips of her ears are red hot. Stacey smiles at her and moves a strand of hair from her face.
“Follow me.” Stacey takes her hand and leads her to the four-poster bed. Stacey touches a panel on the wall and the bed disappears. She pulls down a padded table from underneath the bed. “Do you trust me?” Stacey asks when she sees Olivia panic. Stacey leans in and kisses Olivia, her fingers find the thin straps of her dress and she starts to pull it down. “Are you okay?” Stacey asks when she notices Olivia stiffen at her touch.
“Sorry just surprised, that’s all,” Olivia whispers. Maybe she’s not ready for this after all.
“Axel, maybe you would like to do the honors,” Stacey suggests, understanding Olivia’s hesitation. She lets her fingers graze over Olivia’s hardened nipples as she moves away.
“You did good, little one.” I kiss her forehead as she joins Jackson and myself on the sidelines.
“I promise you, Liv, nothing bad will happen to you,” Axel reassures her. “I will make sure of it.” He caresses her face. “Now put your hands on the table.” She follows his instruction, placing her hands onto the soft leather of the table. He kicks her legs wider; her dress exposes her bottom in the process.
“Perfect,” Jackson mumbles beside us.
“That ass would look amazing with a shade of pink to it.” I bite my lip in appreciation of her gorgeous rear. Olivia gasps at my suggestion.
“Do not move, Liv,” Axel commands. “No matter what, do not move. Nothing but pleasure is about to happen, even if there is a tiny bit of pain with it.” This makes her flinch at the word pain. “Stacey,” Axel calls out. “She will need this.”
“What’s that?” Olivia calls out.
“A blindfold,” Axel tells her.
“Oh,” Olivia replies. Axel whispers something into Olivia’s ear as he places the blindfold across her eyes then steps away. Axel nods to me to begin. I take the riding crop, rubbing the leather through my palms. I give a couple of sharp slaps against my palm to test it out before turning my attention to Oliva’s ass. Gently, Oscar, she is new to this, no matter how tantalizing she looks, you must proceed with caution. Ever so gently I start to spank her with it, working her up with each controlled stoke until I can see her pussy glistening. I whisper words of encouragement to her as she takes each strike without moving. Such a good girl.
I look over the room and notice that Stacey has fallen to her knees and is servicing Jackson. Evidently watching Olivia get spanked turned her on. I’m so proud of my girl too. Axel places a hand on my shoulder indicating it’s enough. I step away from my handy work. My dick is tenting against my tuxedo pants. I watch as Axel runs a reassuring hand over Olivia’s pink backside, soothing her, letting her know she has taken enough. He begins to tease her pussy and with each glide of his fingers they sink further into her. Olivia lets out a groan at the intrusion. He works her up for a couple of moments until she is almost panting. Axel moves her to a standing position, he shucks off her dress that she’s still wearing, exposing her beautiful body to the room. Axel kisses her as he picks her up and places her back onto the padded table. Repositioning Olivia into the perfect spot; her chest moves up and down rapidly with excitement and probably a fair amount of trepidation for what will happen next. The blindfold is definitely doing its job.
“Are you okay?” Axel checks in with her.
“Yes, I’m okay,” she tells him, breathlessly.
Axel kneels before her, pushing her legs apart, placing her ankles into the restraints. The click of the restraints makes Olivia gasp. Axel asks her to test the restraints to make sure they are comfortable, which she does, they seem perfect. While Axel prepares Olivia for what happens next, I undress myself, shucking off my dress shoes, socks and my tuxedo pants. I lost my shirt and jacket earlier. Jackson follows suit, while Stacey is kept occupied on her knees. My hand reaches out, letting her know how pleased I am with her tonight. But then my attention is lured back to the scene that Axel has set out before me. Tilting my head in his direction I silently ask if I am able to sample his treasure. Axel nods and I move to stand between Olivia’s legs. A beautiful, glistening, pink pussy is spread out before me. I let my fingers trail over her creamy skin, watching as she arches ever so softly against my touch. She’s so responsive; this is going to be fun. Olivia gasps at the intrusion of my thick fingers slowly entering her. They move inside of her with ease, I love nothing more than seeing my fingers being engulfed by a pretty pussy. I bite my lips stifling a groan as Olivia aches against my hand, my fingers doing their job to perfection. Movement in my peripheral catches my attention as Stacey joins me at the table. She reaches out and links her fingers with Olivia giving her support. Jackson moves to the other side of Olivia, taking her hand and wrapping her small, elegant fingers around his dick. This startles Olivia for a couple of moments, but she soon relaxes and her fingers grip Jackson tightly. Axel maneuvers himself at her head watching the scene set out before him like a king gazing over his empire. Stacey’s hand is moving all over Olivia’s body, teasing her hard nipples with short sharp tugs. I curl my fingers inside of Olivia, hitting those atomic nerves which make her wriggle with pleasure. That’s it, princess, give it to me.
Axel places the tip of his dick at the entrance of Olivia’s mouth. She opens wide for him. He pushes his dick down her throat, making sure she takes him all the way. She hungrily devours him; I can feel her arousal against my fingers as she pleasures him. I’m so caught up in the tiny mews Olivia is humming against Axel’s dick, that Stacey’s moan catches me off guard. Looking over at her, I notice her flushed cheeks, that her eyes are closed; her head has fallen to the side. The first signs that an orgasm is building within her. I realize then what the source of her pleasure is. Olivia’s fingers have disappeared between her thighs. Stacey still has the black slip on, she never undressed. This most certainly won’t do, I need to see what Olivia is doing to her. I need to watch as Stacey rides those fingers to ecstasy. Axel has the same idea and tells her to remove her dress, which she does quickly and clumsily as Olivia’s fingers move with perfect rhythm inside of her. My eyes widen as I watch Stacey’s arousal drip down Olivia’s fingers. Fuck, my dick is hard as stone watching the scene unfold before me. My thumb grazes Olivia’s clit and she bucks against me.
“Yes, oh God, yes,” Olivia chokes around Axel’s dick, her orgasm quaking her body as she orgasms. My fingers continue delivering her pleasure as she rides the blissful waves of orgasm. Olivia’s glistening cunt calls to me, and I let my fingers slip from her. Stacey is watching me so I offer them to her. She gladly takes them into her mouth, savoring Olivia’s arousal. Fuck! That is hot. Now it’s my turn to taste Olivia as I bury my face between her thighs and enjoy every last bit of her orgasm. Stacey’s pants and moans become louder and louder beside me, I know she is close, so very close. Olivia twists and turns against my mouth which sets Stacey off and she comes on a strangled moan. Looking up from my spot I watch as Stacey comes undone from Olivia’s fingers, her body shaking with a series of mini orgasms as she slowly comes down from her high. Olivia’s fingers slip from her and Jackson grabs them, sucking each one of them clean. Olivia wriggles against my mouth again; her body arching as I pull another orgasm from her, which crashes down upon her violently. My tongue doesn’t stop, not until she is
begging me to. Standing up on shaky legs, I move from my position between Olivia’s legs. Stacey sees that Olivia’s wetness has soaked my beard and she pounces on me; kissing me, biting me, licking me, moaning with indescribable pleasure as she savors everything Olivia gave me. Fuck, this woman is amazing. I didn’t think I could become harder than I already was, but her practically dry humping me has my dick straining against my skin.
“I want the blindfold off,” Olivia states loudly, which brings the room to attention.
“But I thought…” Axel sounds concerned at Olivia’s request.
“I want to watch. I want to watch all of us,” Olivia tells him.
Stacey turns her attention back to me; her lips meet mine again, her hand finding my cock as she strokes me tightly. We lose ourselves to the moment. The conversations carry on around us, but we are oblivious to them. There’s movement on one side as Axel must comply with Olivia’s demand of removing the blindfold.
“No, no, no,” Axel warns her. “There is no hiding, you wanted the blindfold off,” Axel explains. “Good girl, now let me unbuckle you.” The clinks of the restraints unbuckling reverberates through the room, which gets my attention as my lips pull away from Stacey’s.
“Maybe we should make it a little more comfortable then.” Jackson smirks looking over at Stacey jerking me off. What can I say? She’s beyond horny.
“Good idea,” Axel agrees and they bring the bed back down. Axel orders Olivia to get onto the bed then joins her on it, placing her between his legs. “Sweetheart, concentrate and watch the show.” He points to Stacey and myself.
“Come on, little one, give her a show,” I whisper into her ear. Stacey gives me an impish grin and looks over to Jackson. He grins, joining us. He asks Stacey to bend over which places her mouth perfectly in line with my dick. A bead of pre-come glistens on the tip, Stacey notices it and licks it off. I bite my lip stifling a groan. Jackson maneuvers Stacey’s legs so that they are displayed open for Axel and Olivia’s viewing pleasure.
“Open wide, little one. Show princess over there how to suck my cock.” She smiles then takes me all into her mouth. We’ve found out over the months that Stacey can be a bit of an exhibitionist. She loves putting on a show. So I know how much she is loving this right now. Jackson drops to his knees beneath her, making sure our voyeurs can still see what is happening between Stacey’s legs. I wrap my hand around Stacey’s ponytail, which she loves, and pull it tight, making sure Olivia can see exactly how much of a good girl Stacey is choking on my cock. Axel begins to finger Olivia; her legs are bent and open for us to see, as his hand disappears inside of her. The way she’s squirming in his arms he is hitting all the right spots. Who wouldn’t be turned on watching Stacey perform, she is beautiful and free. Her eyes are a pool of molten chocolate as she takes in Stacey’s face fucking. Each thrust of my cock into Stacey’s willing mouth turns Olivia on even more. Jackson moves himself from between Stacey’s thighs and grabs a condom from the chair beside him. I watch Olivia’s eyes widen as she watches him sheath himself. Jackson’s attention is on Olivia as he nudges at Stacey’s entrance. His fingers dig into Stacey’s hips as he pushes into her, all the while watching Olivia’s reaction. Axel’s fingers are hurried between Olivia’s thighs, she wiggles and moves against them, probably overly sensitive from everything we have done so far, yet still needing to catch that release. Every thrust Jackson gives Stacey makes her choke on my dick even more, which is sending her crazy, making her suck me harder. Fuck. I’m not ready to come yet. I want this to last, but my balls have other plans when they are up against Stacey’s expert mouth. Jackson loses himself inside of Stacey, giving her exactly what she needs, a rough fuck. When she is this turned on, nothing else will get her off.
“Shit, Stace, you know…I can’t last when you do that.” This makes me smile, saucy little devil, kegeling on Jackson’s dick. Her fun little trick that sends us all wild. “Fuck, Stace,” Jackson curses as he bucks into her and comes. Jackson’s grunts sets Olivia off as she comes too.
Axel grins. “Such a good girl. Now I think it’s your turn. Get up,” Axel commands her. She stands up shakily from the bed. “Bend over.” Olivia does as she is told, placing her hands on the edge of the bed. I watch as Axel sinks into her, they both hiss at the contact. I tilt my head in Olivia’s direction and silently ask her permission. She gives me a hungry smile and an enthusiastic nod. I know Jackson will look after Stacey as I pull myself from her mouth. Stacey’s attention turns to where Olivia is getting fucked by Axel and gives a reassuring nod.
I kneel on the bed in front of Olivia and offer myself to her. She takes my dick willingly. Her pretty little mouth taking me in, not as far as Stacey can, but enough to make it feel good. I look over to where I left Jackson and Stacey and she’s riding his face now. I knew she needed to finish. She looks so beautiful as she arches her back. Jackson is nothing more than a willing tongue as she controls the tempo and the pressure. A loud crack pulls me from them; Olivia practically chokes on my dick from the momentum of Axel’s slap, which makes me laugh. Axel does it again and my eyes roll back inside my head.
Olivia turns her head as she hears the noises Stacey is making in the corner. I love listening to Stacey come, it makes my balls tingle. Axel increases his pressure, making Olivia choke on my dick, but he’s too far gone to notice. His fingers dig into her creamy ass as he loses control, and to be fair, this is so rare that I can’t help but watch. I think there is something about little Miss Olivia that might have caught Axel’s attention. I wrap Olivia’s hair around my hand just like I do Stacey’s, thrusting further into her mouth. Fuck, she feels so good.
“Your mouth is so fucking hot, Liv. Fuck,” I moan. “I’m about to come.” I tap her on the shoulder. “If you don’t want to swallow then you better let me go.” My dick falls from her mouth with a pop and I come into my hand as Axel continues to fuck her until they both come.
I disappear into the bathroom to clean up and when I return Axel and Olivia are having a moment in bed together, Olivia looks thoroughly fucked and sated. I grab my things and quietly leave them to it, they don’t need us anymore.
“That was fucking hot,” Jackson comments, walking out the door with us.
“Can we keep her?” Stacey looks up at me, her arm wrapped around my waist. “She was fun.”
“I think Axel might be smitten with her,” I remark as we walk along one of the corridors.
“I think you might be right,” Stacey agrees.
My eyes open and I am transported back to reality, where I am staring up at a white, lifeless ceiling and some random woman is between my legs and the only reason I am hard right now is I have had to delve into my spank bank material. Her wet sucks continue and I finally, come down her throat, unsatisfactory.
“That was…” The redhead wipes her face.
“Great. You were so good. Your mouth is one of the best,” I lie. I swing my legs off the bed and start to get dressed. She looks at me strangely. “Oh, sorry, I would love to finish you off but tonight I have somewhere else I have to be. But hold on. I promise I’ll make it worth your while. Pulling my phone out I text Jackson, asking where he is and moments later he is opening the door. He looks at me as I dress and then over to Annika who is lying naked on the bed.
“Her mouth is amazing,” I whisper to him. He grins. “Sweetheart, you remember Jackson?” She licks her lips. “Well, he would love to look after you.”
“What the…?” Jackson hisses at me.
“You’re welcome, she’s ready to go.” And with that I walk out the door and take a car back home. That has never happened to me before; it has to be jet lag. It has to be.
253
Oscar
I haven’t seen much of Stacey since coming back from Monaco; she’s been tied up with wedding prep. All the girls have. It’s all Vanessa and Isla talk about in the office, which we try to steer clear of.
“Hey.” I pop my head into my sister’s office. She’s been reall
y funny since coming back from Monaco. I asked her what’s going on but she tells me she’s fine. Which I know is universal woman talk for I’m pissed but I don’t want to talk about it.
“Oh, hey.” She looks up from her computer.
“Can I ask you something?” Isla crosses her arms and eyes me suspiciously.
“Depends on the question.”
“Do you know if Stacey is around, I just haven’t seen her in a while?” A huge smile lights up my sister’s face.
“Really now?” I roll my eyes at her.
“I knew it was a mistake asking you.” I turn around to leave.
“Wait,” she calls out. “I’m sorry. You’ve never asked me about a girl before.” It’s the truth; this is all new to me. “So, you’re missing Stacey?”
“Missing is not the right word.”
“Fine. You’re curious to see what she has been up to.”
“I’m not going to have a Kumbaya about my feelings, Is.”
“So you agree? You have feelings for her.” Ugh, she is relentless.
“I like hanging out with her. I like seeing her. I like fucking her.” Isla screws her face up at the last one.
“But you don’t want to be monogamous?”
