by Nikki Bella
“I thought it was presumptuous, but the hotel he has gotten for the evening is something I would choose for myself. It’s not anywhere close to the motels on the side of the road catering to those with only 1-hour to spare. It makes me think this won’t be a sprint and more a marathon. One orgasm has never been enough for me and my body craves somebody with stamina and imagination. I might’ve just lucked out on both.” I felt like I was going to pass out and I needed a moment to collect my thoughts.
Julia was touching my shoulder in a reassuring gesture which had me holding onto her hand for that much-needed support. A few deep breaths later and I looked up at her with a soft disarming smile to assure her that this wasn’t going to be the time I chickened out. The bill had come due and it was time to pay the piper.
Closing the door felt like I was starting a new chapter in my life and I did contemplate if this was going to make me feel any differently. I was still a girl, but after tonight I was going to be a woman. This was a momentous moment and one of those firsts which I was never going to forget. I had nothing to compare it to, but I had a feeling I would know if it was good or not. I looked older than I really was, but that was to give the illusion of experience without really having any.
The chariot waiting for me was not a horse drawn carriage, but her Jaguar did have plenty underneath the hood. The new car smell was still lingering in the air and she had the car for almost a month. It could’ve been the air freshener giving the impression this was a recent acquisition. I wanted to keep my mind occupied knowing the next time that I was home things would never be the same again.
Chapter seven
Nicholas
I had showered and shaved while wearing something that wasn’t exactly like me. She knew me too well and if I were to wear something familiar it might wake her up to the reality. I would have had a lot of explaining to do and no doubt she would never see me the same way again. I remembered the blindfold and I could wear nothing.
Everything I was wearing was brand new from a small clothing store down the street which catered to those of taste and refinement. I hadn’t decided if I was going to change my voice, but bringing it down to a lower register might prevent her from realizing it was me. I heard the knocking on the door and I checked my appearance one last time.
I turned off the lights bathing the room in darkness and then I opened it from behind the door to see her standing there looking like a deer in the headlights. She was hesitant and then she took a few steps forward before finding me behind her after the door closed like a prison cell.
“I do hope you’re ready for this and I want to make this as memorable as possible. Unfortunately, I do have a reason for discretion which I am reluctant to share with you. If it helps you sleep better at night then you can believe that I’m married.” There was a sense of anticipation and then I heard her gasp as the blindfold was placed over her eyes. I did it delicately not to make it seem like I was committing some sin.
“I’m… I’m glad that it was you who won. I found myself almost sick to my stomach when Benjamin had the upper hand all day. Nobody outbid him and every chance was thwarted by a dollar more. You came to my rescue, but I do expect things to progress slowly.” She was trying to dictate the terms of her surrender and losing control by putting the power into a man’s hands did not sit well with her.
I took her hand and I kissed the back of it sending chills not only down her spine but mine as well. I was living my life for the moment and this was keeping my adrenaline pumping through my body. I had to show her that I was in no hurry. I was waiting for her and not the other way around.
“There’s no reason to be nervous.” I was guiding her to the bed where she sat there with her arms folded over her in a protective gesture. I didn’t mind if she needed a little bit of time and I could wait until she felt confident enough to continue.
“It’s easy for you to say that and you have no earthly idea how a woman feels at this moment.” I wanted to let it all hang out and to scream and shout with enthusiastic inhibition.
My body was on high alert and I’d noticed her hand shaking when she went to send out what could possibly be an SOS. I bent to take a closer look and found that she was giving her friend a heads up that there was no need to come and make a scene.
I could feel the attraction and I wanted her to be free of any reservation. I lifted her hand and placed it on my chest. She brought the other one up and began to unbutton my shirt until it cascaded down over my shoulders and onto the floor. She was biting her bottom lip and the candle I had lit gave an ambiance of romance.
“I may not know what you’re feeling but I do pride myself on being able to satisfy all your needs.” Her fingers were touching my skin and having a profound effect down below my belt line. “By the time we’re done, you’ll be begging to stay for a repeat performance. I’m not bragging and I find it more like giving you a warning ahead of time.” I didn’t want to say too much and I did lower my register with the sexy tone of James Earl Jones. I was not her father, but I felt like I knew her all of my life.
I wasn’t there for some of her bigger milestones, but how much bigger could it possibly get with me being the one taking her virginity? I was still fighting the natural urge to tell her who I was, but it was far more delicious to play the part of the anonymous benefactor.
Taking a hold of the strap on her red dress, I lowered it to expose her shoulder and then did the same to the other. I bent down to kiss her flesh and she swallowed hard while shifting nervously in place.
“I hope you can back up your claim and this is the one time in a woman’s life they will commit to memory. I’m sure you remember your first.” My first was an older woman who had taken an interest in a pubescent boy on the cusp of manhood. It wasn’t like I was going to stop her from inappropriately touching me after I had finished the chores.
“I was very lucky and a woman with a lot of experience decided I was worth taking a chance on. She taught me how to read body language and understand how a woman needs mental sex before the physical kind.” Samantha’s heaving bosom was barely contained and there was the sheen of nervous sweat glistening on her skin.
“Everything you say sounds good, but its actions which speak louder than words.” This was a woman after my own heart and I lifted her chin to where I could see her ruby red lips. I bent down and kissed her. It felt right and had some real passion behind the lip lock.
Our lips had come together and I didn’t force anything until I felt the light flicker of her tongue against my lips. I joined her, tickling the roof of her mouth and twisting around her oral invader. Her nipples instantly became erect like tiny hard pebbles poking against the palm of my hand. I squeezed them to hear her moan in encouragement at how I was manipulating her body.
I wanted to be deep in her love and I didn’t care about any silly auction. I was right here and I knew that she was looking for some love and sympathy. I needed a little sweetness in my life and then I realized how important it was to make this something she would brag to her friends about.
I roughly pulled down her dress until she was naked from the waist up. She was a little taken back by how forceful I could be, but her body responded with her legs spreading in invitation.
“I don’t even know if there are words to describe what I’m seeing. You have a beautiful body which deserves to be worshiped by a man who knows what they’re doing.” The kiss was long lasting and I still wanted more. Instead, I got on my knees and made her lift her body so that I could relieve her of the flimsy and gauzy garment she had decided to wear to this occasion.
“Damon, I can’t breathe and what you’re doing is taking my breath away.” I found her panties soaking wet and it didn’t take much to peel them down over her long luscious legs. I inhaled the scent of the woman, smelling the pungent aroma of sex which went directly to another part of my anatomy. Grabbing her toes, I took off her black high heeled shoes and then placed her bare feet on the bulge of my excitement.
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“I want you to do whatever you’re comfortable with doing and there’s no reason to consider what kind of money I paid for the right to take your cherry. This is all about you and your pleasure is mine.” I pulled her knees apart and saw the bright pink of her sex staring me in the eyes.
“Damon, I must say you have been one surprise after another.” I fluttered my tongue along the inside of her thighs and she was gripping the sheet while sitting there during this form of Chinese torture.
I didn’t dare come close to where she was dripping with enthusiasm and my cock was literally thumping a beat against my zipper. Her feet were still massaging the length and she was putting extra emphasis on the pressure to make me rage like a man possessed.
“I look at you and I don’t know how I could be this lucky to be your first. I’m going to love you like I’m going to lose you and I know you being here is the chance for me to have no regrets. There are no promises of tomorrow when we both know happily ever after doesn’t exist. Pleasure is fleeting and we should take every advantage we have when we meet somebody we are compatible with sexually and intellectually.” I began to flex that certain muscle which made her giggle underneath her breath.
“I would ask if that’s a gun in your pocket or if you’re just happy to see me, but I think I already know the answer. I would really like to see you, but I think we both have a reason to be cautious.” I already knew who she was and she had no idea how close to disaster she could’ve come when somebody recognized her from those times she had stood beside her father in the public eye.
“It bodes well that you find humor and it’s really a defense mechanism to keep you from making a cardboard cutout of your body running through the door.” I knew I had to have her and there was no way that I could possibly get enough of a woman with a body as smooth as a summer breeze. She was untouched and her body kept calling me to attention like a soldier ready to go to war.
“I’m not going anywhere and you have this girl exactly where you want me.” I had brought along some handcuffs, but introducing her to that feeling of immobility was for another time. The blindfold was more than enough to keep her on the edge of her seat.
“I’m glad you said that and the money isn’t an obligation. I want this to feel right and to excite every part of you. If at any time you feel uncomfortable and need to leave then I will gladly open the door for you. Give this a chance and I promise to make you feel things more intense than anything you’ve ever had in your life.” It was a bold claim to make and one that I was hell bent on proving to her.
“Damon…if that is your real name… I feel perfectly content and ready to proceed to the next level. I might be nervous and you’re handling precious cargo, but I’m more than ready.” She was stroking me with her toes which showed some real talent and I wondered what other little surprises I would find.
“Life is about taking chances and if you don’t jump at those opportunities then you are the fool. I want you to know that you got me wrapped around your little finger.” I had no choice. I pushed her away before I had an accident which would come about with her eager and very experienced toes. I wasn’t expecting this revelation of kinky persuasion, but it showed there was more to her than met the eye.
Chapter eight
Samantha
I could feel his excitement and then I felt his warm breath moving ever slowly up until he was kissing the back of my knees. My toes came away from him and I was a little disappointed not to feel him throbbing with insistence.
“I feel like I’m coming unglued and I’m hanging by the thread of sexual sanity. This whole thing between us is unusual and there’s no reason not to speak about the elephant in the room. You’re not the kind of guy who jumps right into it when you would have every right considering the kind of money spent.” I had this feeling the money was nothing more than an inconvenience and he probably spent more than that on big boy toys like boats and cars on any given year.
“This is money well spent and I have nothing in my collection which even comes close. You are the crowning achievement and something I’m going to cherish for the rest of my life.” I had my hand in his and he placed it on the lump in his pants. I outlined the thing with my fingers like a blind man does with Braille.
“I figured if I was going to do this then I would have to make some conditions. Only those with a unique size were even allowed to place a bet. I want to jump into the deep end without water wings.” I pulled down his zipper and reached inside to feel the expensive material of his underwear. It wasn’t the underwear I was more fascinated with and it was the presence with a life of its own calling attention to itself.
I unbuttoned his pants and helped to pull them down with his underwear getting snagged with my thumbs along the way. I felt something barely missing my nose and I knew that his appendage had snapped up like a jack in the box.
“I don’t want to give you any expectations, but you have breathed new life into me. I feel like I’m tripping over my feet and my tongue at the same time. I’m drawn to the flame and there’s no way that I can hide from a woman like you. I love the color of your dress, but it would look a whole lot better off of you.” I finally had my hands on him and I went closer until I was giving him a different kind of kiss.
This one was leaving my lipstick on the tip of his magnificent beast. I tasted the byproduct of his arousal and the sticky sweet ambrosia was too much to resist. I opened my mouth to let him feel the heated length of my tongue. He slid across the surface, tapping at my throat and this was when I was going to find out if my experience with others had paid off. Those in the past paled in comparison and couldn’t even hold a candle to the awe-inspiring thickness and length of him.
“Sandra, you are one in a million and we haven’t even scratched the surface of what you are capable of. I would gladly guide you into a world of sexual delights. It would be my honor to introduce you to the different levels of immense pleasure you can receive.” He did broach an interesting topic and one that I was going to have to consider seriously.
His kindness paid off and I was soon smoking his pipe all the way down my throat. It only lasted a few seconds before I had to sputter to the surface to get another breath of air. I couldn’t see anything past the shadows of the blindfold. I went back for a second helping realizing he was too close to the moment of truth. I had no choice but to pull back at the last possible second to prevent an untimely and premature explosion.
I was stroking the length while at the same time concentrating on the head. I’d only gone down on one other guy and the rest were content with my magical fingers. This man wrapped his hands in my hair and was thrusting his manliness in and out of my throat in rapid succession.
“I can’t imagine a better feeling than having your lips wrapped around me. I know we have been taking the long way around, but foreplay is necessary. You may not think guys are capable of thinking past the end of their dick, but you won’t find me giving up that easily.” He was using my mouth and I felt empowered as a woman to hold him back from the flood that was currently building in his over inflated balls.
Each time they showed signs of getting ready to expel the creamy delight from within; I would slow things down to an imperceptible crawl. I was paying attention to the rhythm of his body and I was also keeping my fingers away from my own impending release.
I’d heard his loud moans of approval, gasps of desire and I was determined to be the one who he would measure against all others. If he was going out of his way to make this special then I saw no reason not to reciprocate.
“Just when I think I’ve had enough, you take matters into your own hands and I couldn’t be happier.” I never felt more alive in my life and I wanted to capture that feeling and put it in a bottle. I could’ve made a fortune selling it to those willing to pay through the nose for the chance to recapture their youth.
I knew that he was older than I was, but he showed remarkable resilience which didn’t equate to those of my own age.<
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“I thought I would show you what I do to those guys who get a little too close for comfort.” Using both hands, I alternated up and down using the lubricant that was dripping from my mouth that was wrapped around his expansive mushroom tip. The fire in his loins was burning and there was no telling when he was going to lose it all together. It wasn’t going to take much more convincing and there was a fine line between a huge relief and blue balls.
I was skirting the border and I felt that long vein begin to pump with renewed vigor. It shot with the force of a cannon and I stayed on him the entire time. I continued to administer to his needs and then I was momentarily taken aback by how hungry he attacked.
I was lying there looking at darkness and then I was bent in a way that would be conducive to a contortionist. His tongue found the soaking wet entrance and he was quite adept at darting his tongue in and out of me. He wasn’t just phoning it in and he knew what he was doing down to the way that he was grazing his fingertips over my clit. It was such a jarring impact that my body went into hysterics.
Adding the component of two fingers twisting inside and I had the makings of something quite intense. His tongue was making me feel like my skin was burning. I was determined to keep myself pure until marriage, but things didn’t go the way that I wanted them to. There was no knight in shining armor riding in on his white horse to sweep me up off of my feet.
“I’m cumming…I’m cumming, so fucking hard that I’m going to leave a sheen on your lips.” I lost my mind, completely short-circuited and feeling like I was flying on the wings of a prayer. I was pressing his head down tighter and he showed no end to his oral stamina. This was more than relaxing and the first one didn’t even prepare me for the second or the third one. I was left mentally and physically drained.
I couldn’t see a damn thing, but I was using my other senses to make up for it. The smell of cinnamon in the air courtesy of the candles was a nice touch. His cologne had assaulted me and I was left with that scent sticking to me like an aromatic trespasser.
