Dream World

by T. G. Haynes

  Kate then eased the tip of the riding crop back and forth along the underside of the cock, stroking it expertly until a sliver of pre come spilt from the end. Straining to retain a degree of self control, he closed his eyes. Quickly taking of advantage of this, Kate bobbed her head down towards his prick. Given the angle of the peephole, when he re-opened his eyes and gazed down, though it was entirely wishful thinking, it looked as if she was kissing the tip of his cock, when in fact she was teasing it with the end of the riding crop.

  Unable to control himself, his cock shuddered. Kate jerked her head away just in time as it began to ooze come. She was rather pleased that it was such a disappointing climax, for it made it much easier to resist temptation. Leaving the cock dribbling spunk onto the floor, she sought out her second challenge.

  Next, she chose the largest cock on display, her reasoning being if she could successfully tame it her confidence would be sky high. Shimmying over towards it, she began to have second thoughts. The cock, in question, was at least nine inches, if not longer. It was wonderfully thick as well, plus the end was bright pink and swollen and pulsing and looked good enough to eat. In fact, it looked so good, Kate nearly changed her mind and selected someone else. Suspecting that to do so would betray a sign of weakness, she eyed the owner of the cock and said, ‘So, what’s your name?’

  ‘Jim,’ he replied, confidently.

  ‘Are you ready, Jim?’ she asked.

  ‘Do your worst.’

  Trying the same method that had worked so well on the first cock she had pleasured, Kate gently flicked the riding crop around Jim’s balls. Disappointingly, this didn’t have anywhere near such a dramatic effect as the first time around and he was able to retain control of himself. Realising that she needed a different method to up the ante, she discarded the whip. She half thought about bending down and pretending to give Jim a blow job, but she knew that it would be a grave mistake to place her mouth anywhere near the vicinity of such a gorgeous specimen. Her mind raced. How else could she bring that wonderful nine inch prick to climax? As she considered her next move the fingers of her right hand idly played with the end of the boa. As the feathers tickled her flesh a plan formed in her mind. Wrapping the boa around her right hand, until not a millimetre of skin remained uncovered, she reached for Jim’s prick.

  As she took hold of it, both of them gasped - Kate because his cock felt even better in her hand than she had imagined it would; Jim because the sensation of all those feathers tickling his balls was utterly exquisite. Ever since she had treated her very first boyfriend when she was in her mid teens, Kate had always enjoyed wanking her partners off. There was something about having her fingers wrapped around a thick, pulsing cock that she found immensely arousing.

  Whilst she toyed with him, she kept telling herself not to look down. Sadly, it proved impossible to resist. The sight of Jim’s cock peeping through the mass of feathers was one of the sexiest she had seen in a long time. Not as sexy as if it was between her thighs, her naughty angel whispered. Didn’t it belong deep inside her pussy, thrusting away?

  Maybe, seeing as how Richard was undertaking his challenge simultaneously, he wouldn’t be monitoring the dream quite as closely and so maybe she would be able to get away with it. Glancing down, once more, Kate found Jim’s cock threatening to jerk loose of her grip, so excited was he by now. She could hear his breathing growing shallower behind the peep hole.

  ‘Do you like that?’ she whispered.

  ‘Yes,’ he replied, hoarsely.

  ‘I bet you want to fuck me, don’t you?’

  ‘No,’ he said.

  ‘I know you’re lying,’ she replied.

  Jim didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to. Actions spoke louder than words and, with a massive twitch, his cock shot forth a stream of spunk, some of which splashed against Kate’s stockings. She squealed delightedly and, as it hadn’t been stipulated in the rules, she shimmied in front of the spunking cock and accidentally caught the next burst on her thighs. It was difficult to tell who was more turned on by this, Kate or the four remaining cocks.

  Unwrapping the boa from her hand, Kate then removed her stockings, careful to ensure that she played up to her remaining audience as she did so. As she peeled the fishnets off, she glanced around, wondering who to chose next. A pair of grey eyes looked the most excited of the remaining four, so Kate made her way over to that particular peephole.

  ‘What’s your name?’

  ‘Paul.’

  ‘Did you enjoy that, Paul?’ she asked, trailing her spunky stockings against his thin, slim seven inch hard on as she posed the question.

  Paul didn’t reply. The way his cock reacted to her teasing, he didn’t need to. Having selected him, the only question that now remained was how to try and bring him to climax.

  ‘So,’ Kate continued, ‘what part of my body do you like the most, Paul?’

  ‘Don’t answer her,’ one of the other six shouted.

  Ignoring the comment, Kate puckered her lips. ‘My mouth?’

  Paul didn’t reply and his eyes remained blank.

  Kate took hold of her breasts and jiggled them around. ‘What about my tassels, do they excite you?’

  Still he refused to bite.

  Adopting a look of immense disappointment, Kate shook her head sadly. Turning around, she then thrust her bottom towards the peephole and wiggled it enticingly. Paul gulped.

  ‘Ah,’ she said, ‘Now we’re getting somewhere. So, if you like my bum, maybe you like my legs too.’

  With that, she bent her torso forwards, reached behind her and stroked the cheeks of her bottom and the back of her hamstrings. She could tell that Paul loved it. Warming to her task, she lay down on the floor and reached up towards his cock with her feet. With impressive dexterity, she began to tickle his balls with her left toes, whilst stroking his penis with her right toes. Initially, his cock was so excited it kept twitching free, but the longer the foot massage went on the more adept she became at keeping his cock under control with her toes, until it reached the stage where she was rubbing his swollen tip between her right big toe and second toe. Having never administered a ‘Toe Job’ before, Kate was quite surprised at how well she was able to gauge how excited Paul was. Tickling his balls with her left toes, she could feel his sack tighten and knew that he was going to come. What did take her by surprise was how spectacularly he came - he must have been saving up for about a month! A torrent of spunk gushed forth from the tip of his prick and though some shot harmlessly onto the carpet, Kate wasn’t able to avoid other spurts as they splashed against her legs and torso.

  Rising to her feet she shook her head at Paul and tutted. ‘Such a wicked boy.’

  The colour rose in his cheeks and he blushed. Turning her back upon him, Kate deliberated which of the three remaining cocks to select.

  ‘Why not try this one on for size,’ the owner of the curvy black cock said.

  Having reached the half-way point of her task, Kate was starting to feel a little more confident and so she took up the challenge and strode over to the beautiful ebony cock.

  ‘Who might you be then?’ she asked.

  ‘Ain’t giving you my name, girl. You can call me number four.’

  ‘Nice cock, number four,’ she said.

  ‘It’d look even nicer sliding in and out of that pretty pussy of yours,’ number four replied.

  ‘How do you know it’s pretty?’

  ‘Lucky guess.’

  ‘Would you like to see?’

  ‘Whatever.’

  Enjoying the banter, Kate decided it was time to put number four in his place, so she reached down and began to untie the red ribbon lacing on her panties. She took her time over it, pretending to fumble once or twice, just to heighten the expectation. When she finally removed the knickers she asked, ‘Well, what
do you think?’

  ‘Not bad,’ number four said.

  ‘Not bad? I bet it’s the nicest one you’ve ever seen.’

  ‘Why not bring it a little closer so I can take a better look?’

  Edging nearer to the hole, Kate wrapped the lacy knickers in her left hand and trailed them against the tip of number four’s cock. He allowed her to do so for a minute or two, but then withdrew his cock from the hole.

  ‘Hey, what are you doing?’ she said.

  ‘That was nice,’ he said, ‘But I ain’t gonna fall for no tricks like those other three. I want to know what it feels like between those sweet thighs of yours and I ain’t gonna settle for anything less.’

  Kate knew that she was going to have to think fast in order to ensnare number four and entice him to stick his cock back through the hole. Hitting upon a plan she said, ‘OK,’ then turned around and backed towards the hole. Though it was risky, she didn’t see that she had a choice. Glancing over her left shoulder, Kate knew that she would have to judge things perfectly.

  Parting her legs slightly, so as to give the impression that she was prepared to let number four fuck her, the instant he slipped his hard on back thorough the hole, she arched her buttocks up. She felt the cock brush against her bottom as it sought her pussy. Swiftly bringing her legs together, she clamped them around the cock, capturing it between her thighs.

  ‘Sneaky,’ number four rasped, but he didn’t sound overly disappointed. ‘So, what now?’

  ‘Now I’m going to show you who’s boss,’ she replied.

  By flexing her hips and gyrating her bottom, Kate was just about able to generate enough momentum to masturbate the cock off between her inner thighs.

  ‘Damn, that feels good,’ number four said.

  Warming to her task, she worked his cock harder until it felt as if it was fit to burst. Straining to retain control, number four gritted his teeth and refused to give in to her skilful pleasuring. Unable to understand why he hadn’t yet climaxed, Kate then made a big mistake and peered between her legs in order to take a look at the cock.

  She could hardly believe how tempting that curvy ebony cock looked as it worked away between her thighs. With each and every gyration it strained impressively as it pistoned back and forth. Number four was right. It would look good in her pussy. She bet that it would feel good to. Teasing him in the manner that she was, her pussy had begun to tingle and ached to be satisfied. Kate shut her eyes, but it was too late, for when she did, all she pictured was that lovely black cock pleasuring her.

  Weakening by the second, she urged him to come, yet it was as if he could tell how close she was to giving in because he refused to oblige. Fighting to retain control of the situation she inadvertently tensed her thighs. Mercifully, this applied that fraction more friction and caused him to climax.

  To her immense relief she felt his shaft jerk spasmodically. Opening her eyes, Kate looked down and saw that beautiful black cock gushing spunk between her legs. It was a truly memorable site and turned her on immensely. She tried to close her eyes, but found herself unable to do so as she was transfixed by the scene, watching until every last drop of spunk was spent. Gradually, number four’s prick finally fell limp. Releasing him, Kate stepped away from the peephole, breathing deeply as she did so.

  Number four couldn’t resist a parting comment. ‘Damn, that was hot, girl.’

  Knowing that she still had two more cocks to pleasure, she declined to reply. Before resuming her task she took a moment to compose herself in the centre of the room. Two more, she tried to tell herself, that was all she had to overcome in order to succeed. Examining the remaining cocks, she took a deep breath and approached the slightly smaller of the two.

  Running out of ways in which to tease her suitors, Kate came to a halt in front of the fifth peephole. A pair of blue eyes unashamedly stared at her tits. Playing what felt like the last card she had left, she reached down and span her tassels, causing blue eyes to goggle. Desperately trying to recall what Richard had stipulated in the rules, she didn’t remember him saying anything about her breasts. Gradually, a plan formed in her mind. Though she knew it to be a risky one, Kate steeled her nerve and went for it.

  Kneeling down in front of blue eye’s prick, she edged forwards on her knees until it bumped against her chest. Taking her breasts in her hands, Kate plumped her cleavage together, forming a perfect runnel in which to trap his cock. It felt glorious as it ran in between her breasts. It was as if that was exactly what her cleavage had been made for.

  Once again Kate felt herself growing excited as she caught sight of the cock gliding betwixt her tits, the tip cheekily poking out in the direction of her mouth, begging her to take it between her lips. To make matters worse, in no time at all, the end began to leak come, which soon coated her breasts.

  Kate felt more aroused than ever. She desperately longed to either suck or fuck one of the last two cocks. She wondered if she could get away with bestowing a fleeting kiss upon the one that she was pleasuring, but then she suspected that if she did so she wouldn’t be able to resist lapping at the pre-come with her tongue. No doubt this would cause more and more to ooze out until, eventually, blue eyes would climax. All too easily she could imagine sucking him off.

  To her relief, she wasn’t the only one picturing the scene. Blue eyes appeared to be envisaging exactly the same scenario. Perhaps it was this which led to him coming. Pumping the cock harder and harder, she milked every last drop of spunk out of his prick. It wasn’t good enough though. It didn’t leave her feeling anywhere near satisfied.

  Abandoning the spent penis, Kate manoeuvred around on all fours towards the last cock in the room. As she approached it, it twitched as if to greet her. Hungrily, she lowered her head and brought her lips towards the cock until it was only a matter of centimetres away from her mouth. With an immense effort she fought to master her desire, but it was far from easy. Her thighs felt on fire, a fire that she longed to quench. How satisfying would it be to kiss that last cock, then turn around, part the cheeks of her bottom and edge backwards onto it until all seven and a half inches nestled inside her pussy.

  As the thought crossed her mind she closed her eyes. Unfortunately, she’d forgotten to stop crawling forwards and the next thing she knew the sixth and final cock brushed against her right cheek, causing her to gasp. Her eyes snapped open. Leaning her head to one side, she trapped the cock between her right cheek and shoulder. It was crazy, because it shouldn’t have done, but it felt like the most arousing thing in the world.

  The cock was a matter of mere millimetres away from her lips. It was so close that if she stretched out her tongue she would easily be able to lick the length of the shaft with only a slight turn of her head. Though she was fully aware of the dangers, Kate no longer cared. Rubbing her head backwards and forwards she began to wank him off. As the cock pressed between her cheek and shoulder she pictured it sliding between her lips. After all of the excitement of the previous quarter of an hour, her throat and pussy felt like the only parts of her body that hadn’t been splashed with come. It could be so easily rectified, she told herself. All you have to do to take that lovely prick in your mouth is just turn your head a fraction further, it really is that simple, Kate. On the other hand, she thought, how disappointing would it be to have come that far only to lose at the last. Yes, it would be disappointing, but wouldn’t that feeling be offset by the pleasure she would gain by administering a truly sensational blow job?

  No! She told herself. You must continue to fight it, Kate. So, with renewed determination, she began to work the cock faster and faster until, finally, it spurted over her right shoulder. Jerking her head out of the way, Kate leapt to her feet and cried, ‘I’ve done it, I’ve done it!’

  Having achieved her goal, she fully expected a blue door to pop into existence. Disappointingly, none did so. She span through three hund
red and sixty degrees looking for the door that was her reward, only searched for it in vain. All that greeted her were the six cocks that she had just pleasured. Most were no longer limp, either, for their owners had begun to masturbate. Six hard cocks pointed at her once more. Six erections begging to be used. The game forgotten, Kate could stand it no longer. Going over to the largest of the cocks, her head began to swim. Having pleasured them each in turn, she longed to slake her own lust. Reaching out towards the cock, she blacked out just as her fingers were about to wrap around the shaft.

  Helpless

  When Richard awoke he found himself in familiar territory. The room very much looked like the one he used when he spent time with Nadia. He chuckled to himself. Talk about playing into his hands. He was confident that he would easily be able to resist a scenario that he was familiar with. Whilst he waited for his Russian temptress to turn up he wandered around the room, examining the various bondage items that adorned the walls. He wondered which of them Nadia would select. He was just musing over a particularly fancy looking set of ankle cuffs when a green door popped into existence the other side of the room and a woman stepped through. She was wearing a black, leather catsuit.

  ‘Excellent choice,’ he remarked.

  ‘Thank you,’ she purred. ‘Now strip.’

  ‘Give me one good reason why I should obey you?’

  ‘Because I’ll make it worth your while,’ she replied.

  Intrigue got the better of him and he found himself shedding his clothing. As he did so, the woman in the catsuit strutted around him, whisking her tail impatiently. When he was finally naked, Catwoman pushed him hard in the chest, causing him to stagger backwards in the direction of the four poster. Snatching up a pair of purple wrist restraints and the ankle cuffs that he had been playing with, she followed him over to the bed.