“I want you to take off your clothes.” My voice sounded husky, even to my ears. “I need to see you.”
Alex grinned at me. “You ready to see this are you sugar?” His eyes dropped, from me to the hand he cupped himself with, and gave a squeeze to the impressive length behind his zip.
I swallowed noisily, and nodded before my eyes drifted over to Dante. He stood watching me, his eyes like hot chocolate, as they moved down me, before returning to my face.
He didn’t say anything. He was the polar opposite to Alex, in personality and looks for that matter. Alex was louder, brash and exuded confidence. Basically the man knew he was hot as hell, and he played on the effect he had on women. Still, given his job, he probably needed to be confident, and also comfortable with his own body.
Chapter Six
Dante didn’t appear to harbour any kind of insecurities, but he wasn’t as ‘in your face’ about his looks as Alex.
I waited for him to say something, anything really but he didn’t. His eyes simply locked on mine, trapping them in the intensity of his. They were all I could see, given the mask covered most of his face.
Even when his hands moved to his belt, he never dropped his gaze from mine. He unbuckled it, pulling it free from his leather pants, and I heard the soft thump, of it hitting the carpet.
I heard the zip being lowered, and knowing he was about to be displayed to me, that I would see him, I broke free of his intense gaze, my eyes dropping to where his hands were.
When I saw no underwear, my eyes widened, but when he lowered his pants enough to release his cock, I gasped, before bringing my legs hard together, in an effort to control the sudden reaction of my body to his.
He didn’t really give me time to take him all in; he simply continued to remove the leather pants, not stopping, until he was completely naked.
Once he’d placed his leather pants on the chair by the bed, he straightened, and I got my first full, unrestricted look at his body.
“Fucking…hell!” The words left my mouth in a hushed kind of awe. I couldn’t seem to tear my gaze from his cock, as everything began to register at once.
Firstly, he was bare, no hair, not one single, tiny pubic hair there at all.
Secondly, he was huge and for a brief moment, I found myself grinning. He really was an Italian Stallion.
Thirdly, he was pierced and it was no delicate, dainty looking thing either. A great, quite heavy gauge, piece of metal, was speared through the head of his cock, with a ball at each end, where it stuck out from the top, and underside of him.
I’d never been with a man who was pierced, but Mel and I had talked about it. We’d read books where the man was pierced, and of course been curious about what it would be like.
It sounded like it made it very pleasurable for the woman, and I could see, as I stared at Dante’s, like his cock had somehow hypnotised me, that the position of those balls, would cause friction over my g spot, and fuck, that could only be good, right?
The size of him was a little intimidating though. Would he fit, and where was he going to be? The thought of him in my pussy, excited me. The thought of that huge cock up my ass, worried me. I needed Alex to strip; I needed to see what he was packing.
“Like what you see do you sugar?” Alex’s voice drew my attention from Dante’s cock.
“I want to see you too.” I told him, and he grinned before unbuckling his belt. Unlike Dante, he didn’t remove it from the denim, he didn’t make a show of stripping for me; he simply pushed his jeans all the way down, and stepped out of them.
When he straightened and I got my first unrestricted look at him, I gulped. Bloody hell, he was just as impressive as Dante.
He too was shaved or waxed. He too was hung like a damn horse, and he was pierced, although I could see he had a different kind of piercing to Dante.
Alex stepped alongside of Dante, and I could do little but lie there, as I took in all that stunning, male flesh. I felt like I was trapped, but a willing prisoner, in an episode of my favourite vampire show. Both these men, had bodies on them very similar in build to the actor, whatever his surname was; the man, who had played a very sexy werewolf in the show.
All I knew, was I felt like I’d died, and gone to heaven. I had not one, but two examples of what ‘sex on legs’ looked like, standing in my bedroom, ready to service me. They’d done a fine job so far, but despite some reservations over them splitting me in two, I was excited to get to the bit where I acted out my fantasy.
I was so wet for them, so ready to have them in my body, but also relieved that I could obviously turn them on too. I’d secretly had fears, of them not liking me enough to get hard, and having to resort to popping Viagra first, or something like that. It was a relief and kind of liberating, to see them both fully, gloriously, completely erect.
“You’re so beautiful.” I breathed. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”
Alex shot me another one of his ready grins. “Not just yet sweet Gracie. We haven’t prepared that fine little ass of yours. We don’t want to hurt you sugar. This is your fantasy, and I bet it doesn’t hurt when you imagine it, does it? Well only that good kind of pain.” He winked at me.
There was a good kind of pain? “No, but I’m ready. I want you both to fuck me. I want to have you fill me up. I want to find out what it’s like. I’ve never had two men at once before. I’ve never had men that are pierced before, either.”
“We will show you pleasure unlike anything you have ever experienced cara. We will show you what it is like, to take two men at once. We will fill you so full and you will love it.” Dante’s expression was dark and deeply intense, as he spoke. “Now, we need you to get on your hands and knees. It is time to prepare you for us.”
A shiver of excitement, shot through me at his words. Fuck me, but that man’s voice alone, could spread the legs of any woman. Hell, I wanted to throw mine wide, and yell, ‘come on in.’
With a final glance between the two of them, I rolled over and rose up on my hands and knees. I felt a little self-conscious, presenting my ass to them. It wasn’t a huge ass, but it was a curvy one.
“Sei cosi sexy. Voglio scoparti.” I heard the huskily spoken words behind me and I wished I knew what he was saying.
“Just look at that fine little ass, all pointing up in the air, ready for us.” Alex’s words made me smile into my pillow.
Dante had a much sexier way of saying things, whereas Alex was more direct, and to the point.
I felt hands cup my buttocks, and begin to caress them. Palms rubbed over me, before fingers parted my cheeks, and I felt the first brush of a hand, over my virgin asshole.
“You’re so beautiful cara, such a luscious ass and this.” A finger circled my puckered opening. “This is so tight and pretty. We’re going to lubricate you now, and then I’ll introduce you to the plug, I showed you earlier. Do you understand bella signora?”
I turned my head, as far as I could towards him, from my position on my hands and knees, and nodded.
I heard the sound of something being squeezed from the tube, and then a cool liquid landed on my skin, running down the seam of my ass. It was immediately followed up, by a finger rubbing the lubricant, around and over my hole.
The hand touching me was suddenly gone, and replaced with the feel of hard plastic. Instantly I tensed, nervous of what was to come.
“Relax sugar. We’re not going to hurt you.” Alex assured me and I felt lips trail kisses up my spine.
A hand curled under me, tweaking my nipple, and tugging on it. It triggered a dull ache of want deep inside me, and also had the desired effect, distracting me from what Dante was doing.
Slowly I felt the butt plug ease its way into me, breaching the ring of muscles. It kept getting deeper, not stopping until it finally slipped into place, the flat end, up against my ass.
I wasn’t sure what to make of how it felt. It wasn’t painful, it wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable; it was a strangely full sensa
tion.
Fingers touched my ass again, twisting the plug which made me gasp.
“Come here cara.” Dante said quietly, and I sat up, feeling the shift of the butt plug, as I moved. I lifted my head to him, and saw him standing by the bed, that huge erection of his, almost in my face.
Unable to control myself, I reached out, wanting to touch his cock, wanting to feel that metal bar that protruded from it. I not only saw him tense up, I felt his body turn to stone. For a brief moment, I thought he was going to pull away from me. He didn’t; but he really did seem to have his body like a statue, not moving, not breathing.
When I curled a hand around him though, there was nothing remotely stone like about him. Well, except for his cock. It was hard as a damn rock, and yet the skin that covered the rigid length, was so soft and hot against my hand.
I slid my fingers up him, until they hooked on the metal bar, tugging at it slightly. I wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. He was different to men I’d been with before. He didn’t groan or moan. He didn’t sigh, in fact, he showed no real outward reaction, other than his thighs seemed to tense slightly.
I ran my thumb over the broad head of his cock, before sliding down his considerable length again. My other hand came out to cup his balls. They felt so different without the hair, and I found myself testing their weight in my palm, gently squeezing, before finally releasing them.
“Are you having fun there, sugar?” Alex stepped over to the bed. “I want to feel those soft hands of yours, on my cock too.” He tilted his hips towards me.
I released Dante, and switched my attention to Alex; lavishing the same attention on his cock. His wasn’t quite as straight, there was a slight curve to it, but it was still a beautiful cock.
I trailed a finger up its hard length, tracing the heavy gauge ring that pierced the head. I studied it for a moment, noticing that it seemed to disappear, down the eye of his dick, and came out through the underside of the head.
Finally I curled my hand around him, and slowly worked him through my fist, from root to tip. As I caressed him, my eyes rose to Dante’s. He was watching me, his eyes blazing, with what looked like passion. It excited me to see it. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
I ignored the little voice, in my head that told me he would be like this, with every client. It was his job after all. He would make every woman, feel like she was the most desirable thing, he’d ever seen.
I saw him turn his head to the clock by the bed, and my eyes followed his; my heart skipping when I saw the time. God, it was passing by so fast. We would have to move on to the next stage, or I wouldn’t get my fantasy.
He climbed onto the bed, coming up behind me, and his lips nuzzled into my neck. I shivered from the teasing brush of the stubble that covered his jaw. When he cupped my breasts, I moaned, my moan becoming a throaty groan, when he pinched my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, tugging on them.
One hand left my breast, and worked its way down over my stomach, to touch me between my legs. A few flicks of his fingers over my clit, and I was shaking with renewed desire.
When he moved his hand around, and twisted the butt plug again, I shivered. I was ready; I wanted them both to fuck me.
“Please, I want you inside me.” I whispered; arching into Dante’s touch, my hand falling from Alex, as the feelings building in me, distracted me from his cock.
A hand swept my tangled mane of hair to one side, and his lips pressed against my ear. A shiver worked its way through the entire length of my body, at the feel of his breath on me. “Who do you want fucking you, in that tight little ass of yours cara? His words sending such a jolt of need through me, that my head fell back against his shoulder. God, he was so warm and strong. For a moment, I could pretend this was real, that he was mine, not that he was here, because I’d paid him to be here.
“I…I…” My words trailed off when he used the tip of his tongue, around the shell of my ear.
“Answer me Grace. Voglio te, ho bisogno di te, voglio fare sesso con te.” The words were whispered in my ear, and although I didn’t understand them, there was an urgency about them, that made me suddenly desperate for him.
“You, I want you.” The words were out of my mouth before I realised, and my eyes shot open, to meet his dark chocolate coloured ones.
His lips curved up at one end before he turned his attention to Alex. That made me start slightly. It had been so intense for a moment there with Dante, I’d almost forgotten about Alex.
Dante released me and climbed off the bed, one hand idly fondling his erection, as he watched me.
Alex climbed onto the bed and stretched out, his cock rising straight up, demanding some kind of attention. Dante handed him a condom, and he rolled it down his impressive length.
“Come on sugar, mount up.” He grinned, but I could see the lines of tension around his eyes. It made me feel better, to see them. They were studs, paid to bring their clients pleasure before they found their own; their control was unbelievable, but it was nice to see a couple of cracks in their armour. They weren’t totally immune. They wanted inside me as much, as I wanted them in me.
With my heart suddenly racing, I swung a leg over Alex, and went to take his cock in my hand, but he pushed a couple of fingers into me, thrusting deep. He did it several times, and I guessed he was just testing my readiness, but fuck I was ready, I was more than ready.
When he slipped his fingers from me, he shifted a hand to my hip, while the other one curled around his cock. As he held it steady, I lowered myself. I felt the brush of the metal ring against my folds, before it slipped inside me. As I continued to lower myself, Alex pushed up and I gasped, my head falling back.
He was big, but the feel of him while the butt plug was still inside me, only seemed to make him feel bigger, as if he was filling me even more.
I moaned, when he was finally deep inside me. I felt so full, so totally stuffed up with his cock. Bracing my hands on his stomach, his muscles rock hard beneath my palms, I kept still, waiting for my body to adjust to the feel of him.
“Ride me sugar. I want to feel that hot little cunt of yours gripping me tight. Damn, you are a snug fit aren’t you? We’re going to fill you right up. You’re going to be chock full of cock Gracie.” Alex ran his hands up my sides. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes.” I squeezed the single word out, as I rose to the top of his cock, and lowered myself carefully again. Damn but he was big, and it was a struggle to take him all inside.
Still the more I rode him, the easier it became, and with the feel of his metal ring, hitting into me, every time I slid him all the way home; I could feel an orgasm rising in me. Holy fuck, I didn’t come from sex. Not like this, not with a cock, but I was going to this time; I could feel it building in me.
Alex began to thrust up, as I ground down on him, and as we fucked, he slipped his fingers between our bodies, rubbing over my swollen clit.
I threw my head back, my eyes shut, when his touch on my swollen nub, too me to the brink. At that moment, I felt the butt plug twist in me, as Alex drove harder into me, and that was all it took.
Crying out, I fell forward, grinding down hard on him, swivelling my hips, working at extracting every bit of pleasure that I could. I clenched around him, and for the first time, I heard him react, when a low groan squeezed its way past his lips.
Finally I was spent, and flopped down over Alex, hearing his heartbeat thundering under my ear. I was so busy just lying there, listening to his ragged breathing that I jumped slightly, when a hand curved over my ass. It was immediately followed, by the warmth of a huge male body, and then I heard him, that panty igniting voice in my ear.
“I’m going to remove the plug cara, and then it’s time. Your virginal ass will be mine.”
I shivered at his words, and everything tightened with a mix of excitement and fear. Alex grunted, as my pussy went into lockdown around his cock, but I forgot about him again, when Dante eased the plug out of my a
ss. The sensation of it leaving my body, when I was so full of Alex, dragged a whimper out of me, but then he poured more lube down the seam of my ass, and I heard the familiar sound of a condom packet opening.
This was it, my fantasy was about to become a reality.
“I want you to relax for me Grace. You don’t need to do anything anymore. Alex and I will do all the work. We will bring you great pleasure and you will come, like you have never come before.” Dante’s words both excited me, and reassured me.
I felt pressure at my opening, and instinctively tensed up. This was never going to work. They were both too big. They’d rip me in half, surely?
“Relax cara, let me in.” His voice flowed over me, and I focused on it, even when he switched to Italian, and began to talk in a low, seductive tone. I had no idea what he was saying, but it didn’t matter, it sounded sexy, and it had the desired effect, I began to relax.
I felt him press forward, slowly easing his way in, and once he breached the ring of strong muscles; he surged forward a little more, before stopping.
I started panting, at the overwhelming sensation, of having two cocks in me. Hell, they weren’t just cocks, they were massive cocks. The scary thing was, Dante wasn’t even in me, not fully.
I felt stretched, pulled in all directions. I felt like I was as full as I could get, but then he moved deeper, sliding the rest of the way in, and I realised I wasn’t as full as I’d thought, but I sure as fuck was now.
“Oh fuck.” I moaned; panting as my body adapted to the feel of two cocks in it. I was so full of dick, my pussy and ass, surely stretched to their limits? Was I crazy? How could anyone find this hot? It was taking every effort to breathe right now. Had I made a mistake, thinking this was what I wanted? Would I survive this?
“You feel so good cara; so hot and tight. You’re squeezing my cock so hard.” Dante whispered in my ear.
“We’re going to move now sugar.” Alex’s voice definitely sounded strained. I looked down at him, and could see beads of sweat across his brow and top lip.
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