by Annita Manne
He sat close to me as if we were already lovers. He smoothly asked permission as he removed my heels and began to massage my feet. This man was charmer and a flirt.
“That feels good.” I moaned falling for both his skill and words. His knuckles were digging into the soles of foot. He was nudging these pressure points, relieving me of so much stress and tightness.
“Perfect. A woman like you should wear whatever makes her feel most comfortable. My wife Oksha prefers to walk around naked. I think all women should follow her lead.” Mihalis said cheekily. He winked at his beautiful wife who just rolled her eyes, used to his antics.
She waved at me casually, as if I wasn’t flirting with her husband. She then kissed Anthony on the cheek while grabbing his crotch.
It made me realize how far I had come. The sight of married couple flirting with someone else had become commonplace to me. Mark was talking to a a different woman, whispering in her ear. It didn’t bother me as much as it had in the first night.
He saw me looking at him. Instead of being ashamed, he smiled at me sweetly.
Then Mihalis pressed a point in my foot that sent waves of relief from my body.
“That was amazing. Where did you learn all that?” I asked him. He was staring at me with his soft grey eyes.
“Bangkok. There’s a reason why Thai massage is well-known throughout the world. I even know the more intimate form.” Mihalis had mischief twinkling in his eyes. His hand rose up my calves and approached my inner thigh.
“Would you mind showing me?” I bit my lip. I spread my legs apart giving him better access.
“You are so brazen. I do hope we become partners tonight.” Mihalis licked his lips. He didn’t bother hiding the desire in his eyes. For one night, he could be mine.
Before I could answer Hayato approached us.
“Would you excuse us? Allie and I have long standing delayed date.” He said smoothly. He didn’t wait for permission stealing me off from Mihalis. He did it without seeming rude or desperate. I still don’t understand his effortless charm.
He brought us to the center of the room, where John was playing a classical waltz on the grand piano.
“Do you dance?” Hayato asked, hand already on my hip.
“If you lead, I can follow.” I answered confidently. I was pretty sure nobody would be judging us tonight. And I wanted any excuse to feel his body against mine.
“Perfect.” Hayato and I seemed to be of the same mind. He pressed his body against mine, pushing our hips together. His erection was perfectly placed in front of my pussy.
And then we moved as if were floating on clouds. I was so surprised at how smooth our steps were, I couldn’t stop giggling. Hayato lead so well, I felt like I was a princess in royal ball.
He leaned in close to guide me through motions. At first his whispers were purely instructional, teaching me where to step. But once I got it down, they turned to sweet words of encouragement that had nothing to do with dance.
“Your husband tells me of your plan tonight.” Hayato whispered to my ear as we swayed to the song. Our entire bodies were pressed together, letting me feel the beat of his heart.
“Yes. He wants to watch me get fucked.” I tamped down the embarrassment. Here in the society, we were supposed to be open about our desires.
“Perfect. If you would have me, I would like to be to be your partner in your endeavor. I have a feeling the key selection would bring us apart again for the night.” Hayato whispered in my ear.
“You were my first choice.” I told him. Mark and I were choosing between the two of them. But for some reason, I was sure Anthony would want to join the party as well.
“Perfect. I also have a suggestion to expand your horizons.” Hayato leaned in, pulling me close. “Have you ever considered playing here?” He said as he grabbed my ass.
I gasped. Yumiko had implanted the seed in Mark’s mind the first time he was here. While it intrigued me at the time, I had completely forgotten about in light of everything else we were doing.
“It is a third door to your body. One that can bring you unimaginable pleasure. It is Yumiko’s favorite kind of play.” Hayato’s voice had grown into a dark whisper.
I had never considered anything up there before. The idea was so foreign to me. Things like that weren’t for a normal woman like me. Then again, thats what I thought about swinging.
Chapter Three
When the time came to select keys, I was completely distracted. The idea of anal play was preoccupying my mind. Suddenly the possibilities seemed endless.
Elise offered her bowl the bowl to me.
I picked one and raised it high.
“It seems you and Hayato will finally get to play after all.” Elise snickered at me.
Hayato looked at me with equal surprise. It seems he didn’t feel like luck was on his side.
Even though his idea was tormenting me, I walked over to him quickly. We didn’t even wait for the others to finish. I picked a room and pushed him inside.
“I can’t do anal.” I said immediately. I usually wasn’t afraid of trying new things. But the idea was too foreign too new for me to even consider. I needed more time to think about it.
If I had been partnered with Hayato next week, maybe I could have said yes. At least then, I would have been able to process the idea better. Right now, I couldn’t go through with it, no matter how charming he was. I needed to set my boundaries.
“I’m sorry Hayato. I’m just not into those kind of things. I can’t. It’s too early. I’m not even sure I’m clean down there.” I threw my hands into the air. I realized in the entire time I had been ranting to him, not once did I look at his expression.
Hayato looked back at me with an amused smile. He closed the distance between us, immediately taking control of the space. But instead of looming over me, he placed his hands gently on my shoulder and then kissed me on the softly on the forehead.
“Relax Allie.” Hayato said clearly. His words cleansed me of any worries I had.
“I’m sorry. It’s just… I want this to go smoothly between us. And I can’t do that thing you like. I don’t want to ruin our night after waiting for so long.” I flushed in embarrassment. I couldn’t even say the words properly.
“Sit beside me. You are a bundle of nerves.” Hayato moved me to the bed. He knelt down in front of me and took my hands. He kissed the inside of my wrists, making me gasp in pleasure. “You can never ruin our night.”
I sucked in a breath suddenly understanding his words. Hayato was asking me to completely trust in him. He was so fully confident in his abilities that us being incompatible didn’t even cross his mind.
“I can’t do anal.” I said more to myself than to him. If he asked me even once, I don’t think I could reject him.
“We won’t do anal tonight I promise. I would never ask you to do something you don’t want.” He pressed my hands to his face. Even on his knees, I knew he had full control of the situation. “I just wanted you to think of the idea. It would be a waste for any person to not know the full potential of their bodies.”
Hayato said sweetly. He began kissing up the inside up my arm, moving all the way to my bare shoulder. He moved with much intimate care that I was hyper aware of his presence. I was hanging on a precipice, waiting to take the plunge with him.
“Once you do decide to explore, you should do it with your husband. He should be the first to explore your body. Think of it as another gift you could give to him. To have another first in your lives.” Hayato whispered into my ear. His hands had already removed my dress without me knowing.
“Okay.” I murmured dumbly. He was caressing me everywhere, soft touches that didn’t seem to end. He left me in my lingerie and stockings. My panties were already soaked from the excitement.
“But tonight, I want you to think of nothing else but me.” Hayato stood in front of me and began disrobing. His voice was deep and hypnotic, making me hang onto every word he said.
I suddenly felt very old and unfit compared to him.
Then Hayato placed his hands on either side of me. He leaned in pressing his mouth to mine. His tongue claimed my mouth, touching the tip of my tongue and claiming it. He consumed my entire being into that controlled but fiery kiss.
When he pulled away, I was gasping for more. Hayato was without a doubt the best kisser in the Society.
“You are so beautiful.” Hayato caressed my face, running his thumb over my lips.
I couldn’t help but chase it with my mouth as he pulled it away.
“So delicate and soft. I will explore every single part of you.” Hayato said, making me shiver in anticipation. He unbuckled his pants revealing a beautiful hard cock. It was pointing straight at me, promising to burrow deep and unearth my secrets.
“Oh god.” I had to reach down and touch myself. I didn’t understand what Hayato was doing differently, but my body was charged with sexual tension. I had never felt so desperate in my entire life.
Hayato kissed my neck. His magical fingers began working again, unclasping my bra. He reached for my breasts, holding them in his hands. He rubbed the nipples with his thumbs making me moan in pleasure.
He took one nipple into his tongue and flicked his tongue over it. It felt like he was worshipping my breasts, treating them with solemn devotion.
His fingers reached down into my pussy. Somehow, I was already completely naked. His touches were unlike anything I ever felt before. There was no urgency to them. But every time he moved, my whole body followed him. I was complete controlled by him.
My legs spread upon the second his fingers touched my inner thigh. He kissed them softly, moving patiently but with purpose. I yielded to his touches. Heat built in my body, as if he was stoking at the hearth of my desire.
His tongue flicked at my entrance. I gasped at the warm, moist touch. But instead of eating me out, he kissed the outside of my lower lips, exploring the sensitive skin there. His fingers wrapped around my ankles, lifting my legs up and making me lean on the bed.
“May I have a taste here? I promise only my tongue for this entrance.” Hayato asked as he looked at my ass. His dark eyes already knew my answer. Still he waited for my permission as if I had any choice.
“Yes please.” I said with urgent need. Hayato was driving me insane. He was making me want things I never knew existed.
My body was his canvas. His skills were his brush. My pleasure was his painting.
I cried out as his tongue touched the rim of my asshole. I had never felt anything like that before. I didn’t know my butt could feel so good.
His tongue was dextrous, wielding so much control I couldn’t believe it was just a tongue. It seemed to be able to touch and prod with more dexterity than a finger.
My stomach trembled with unbridled pleasure as he plunged in to me. The warm flicks invigorating my anal walls. I reached for pussy needing more familiar form of pleasure to ground me, to help me understand what was happening.
His strong hand wrapped around my wrist, stopping me. He sucked in my fingers, licking the soft pads.
“Please.” I begged. My voice was so soft and meek. I didn’t recognize this woman.
“No my darling. Tonight, you belong to me. Not to yourself or your husband. To me.” Hayato said darkly, making the hairs on my neck rise up. I was mesmerized by his control.
“Yes.” I whispered to myself. I was completely subservient to him. I cried out again as he began licking my ass. This time, he added a finger to my clit.
If I thought his tongue was dextrous, they were nothing compared to his fingers. They were like exotic tendrils teasing and pleasuring my sex. The movements were so quick, precise and powerful that I felt my core blossoming from his touches.
“You have so much to learn about your body. I have so much to teach you and your husband.” Hayato licked his lips. It had just been at my ass but I wanted to kiss him desperately. I needed him to help me make sense of my pleasure.
He bent down and stuck his tongue into my vagina.
I cried out and arched my back in ecstasy. I gripped his hair tight, pulling so hard I must have hurt him. But the feelings and pleasure he pulled out of me were so overwhelming, I couldn’t help myself.
His fingers slid into my pussy, adding a completely new layer of pleasure inside me. Together with his tongue I felt like I was being eaten alive in the very best way possible.
I squirmed under his expert touch. I wanted to cry and scream from the intensity.
Finally Hayato pulled away, giving me a small reprieve from his assault. He kissed my hip gently.
“How are you? Is it too much?” He asked sweetly.
I turned over to my side. It had just been a few minutes but I was completely exhausted from pure pleasure. I couldn’t stop thinking about his mouth and those fingers.
I reached for him and kissed him hard. His kiss reinvigorated me, returning to a pleasure I knew and understood. I felt his thick cock sliding against my pussy. This was more familiar. More reasonable than the intensity of his touches earlier.
“How are you feeling Allie?” Hayato asked me again. He slid his cock against my clit. His technique looked simple, but he was unearthing a different kind of pleasure again. He knew exactly what he was doing.
“It feels so overwhelming. I feel like I’m going to jump off a cliff.” I admitted, terrified of all the new sensations. My body both yearned and feared what he was doing.
“Most women are speechless after I eat them out.” Hayato gave a small laugh. “It’s entirely up to you if we continue that way. We can do other more vanilla pleasures.”
I touched his face gently. Hayato was so kind and patient with me. He had been waiting for me for weeks. I knew I could trust him. I wanted to give whatever this was with him. There was no better person for me to explore this side of myself.
But I had to know what was happening.
“What are you doing to me?” I asked him. It didn’t feel like any regular orgasm. He was building me towards something. I need to understand what was happening.
An amused smile formed on Hayato’s lips. He looked very impressed with me.
“Out of all the women I’ve done this to, you are the only to ask. Most of them just ride the waves of pleasure and come out surprised.” Hayato couldn’t suppress his incredibly amused expression.
“What are you doing to me?” I asked again. It was the first time I had seen genuine humor in his face. I was intrigued.
“You American’s don’t have a nice word for it.” Hayato snickered. There was a little embarrassment in his face. Heat began to creep up at his cheeks.
Hayato was the man who could eat ass while looking calm and collected, making the act look like fine art. But he had trouble saying a word.
“Just tell me.” I said trying to suppress my own smile.
“I’m trying to make you squirt.” Hayato blew out a breath.
“Squirt?” I repeated the word on my lips. It felt so odd, like it didn’t belong in the realms of sex. It sounded so unsexy.
“In Japan, we call it Shiofuki. Much more elegant don’t you think? It’s a different form of female ejaculation.” Hayato finally returned to his cool self. He kissed the inside of my knee, and climbed up.
“I don’t understand.” I gasped as he slowly made his way through my body. His eyes had grown dark with lust. And like a spell, I was immediately enchanted.
“It’s an incredibly powerful orgasm, making your abdominals and pelvis contract rapidly. According to most women, it feels as if they’re having a male orgasm.” Hayato was using his doctor’s voice, making me shiver in anticipation. This was a man who studied the human body. If there was anybody who knew what he wa
s doing, it was him.
He continued kissing up my inner thigh, before stopping at my clit. “By stimulating the clitoris and a woman’s g-spot, she can be induced to have a powerful ejaculation.” He started sucking on my clit, flicking it with his powerfully dextrous tongue. His fingers reached below my pussy and slowly began fucking me.
“Once enough stimulation occurs, the woman will achieve her climax. Sexual fluid produced from the Skene Gland will erupt with powerful pressure signaling the end of orgasm.” Hayato said pulling away from my clit. He traced my organs with his hand starting from belly and down my pussy.
By then, my whole body was writhing from pleasure. I was both incredibly aroused and embarrassed. What he was proposing was incredulous. There was no way I could squirt like the one woman I once saw in porn. That was a myth that couldn’t be true. I had mind-shattering orgasms and not once had it happened to me. It was simply impossible.
“Would you like to continue?” Hayato looked up at me. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy and stuck them into his mouth. He licked his lips with that insanely long tongue of his.
“What’s your success rate?” I asked him. Would it really be possible?
“With everyone woman I’ve tried? One hundred percent.” Hayato said with a cool confidence. His nostrils flared. He kept his gaze connected to mine as he flicked his tongue at my clit.
My whole body shivered, understanding more than my brain that the man licking my sex, was no ordinary man.
“Alright. Show me.” I nodded at him. I squeezed the beddings tight, afraid of what was going to happen.
Hayato noticed, just as he noticed everything. He was always so incredibly attuned to me, as if he could read my mind. He took my hands and placed it on his lips. He kissed the inside of my wrists softly. The small action soothed my frayed nerves.
“This will only feel good for you. There is no need to be afraid.” Hayato repeated.
“How are you going to do it?” I asked him again. His finger went back to my pussy, and my thighs were already trembling in wait.
