by Amber Heart
We both lean into the kiss and it is the most passionate and loving kiss we have ever shared together. If time froze and we were stuck in this moment, I’d be the happiest man alive.
After savoring the moment, we turned to face our family and friends. The officiant said his last words “Ladies and gentleman, let me please present to you Mr and Mrs Maxfield.” Music began playing and we walked down the isle with interlocking arms and huge smiles across our face. Nothing could ruin this moment, we are in heaven.
As we make it to the end of the isle, Cass turns to face me “I love you, Aaron Maxfield.” I cupped her face with both hands and gave her another passionate kiss “I love you too, Cassandra Maxfield.”
Epilogue
Five Years Later
Aaron, Cassandra, and Mark are still working with each other and the business is showing no signs of slowing down. Kenneth James got locked up and won’t be out for twenty-five years. When he went away, his business folded into the ground. Mark and Aaron took the majority of his clients and hired most of the team that worked for him.
Cassandra doesn’t get to spend much time at the office anymore, she decided she wanted to stay at home and look after the children. Harvey, who is now three and Ruby, who is now two. They bought a nice house out of town, it was better for the kids. They also got a dog named Alfie who is an excellent, loving addition to the family. It’s a bit of a commute for Aaron to get into the office every day, but it’s worth it for the freedom and safety. Life couldn’t be more perfect. After all, they deserved it. They both went through a lot to make it this far.
Quinn and Avery are still together, they meet up weekly with Aaron and Cassandra. They come round every weekend for a chat and dinner while their twins, James and Jack keep themselves busy. Next month they’re all going on a huge holiday cruise together. Aaron and Cassandra’s parents will be there as well as Quinn’s mother, Aria.
Aaron and Cassandra are celebrating their five year wedding anniversary tonight. Aaron’s parents will be taking the kids, so they can have the night to the themselves. Aaron has it all planned out, the first place they’re heading is the fanciest restaurant in town. After that they’ll head home and flick through all the wedding photos whilst listening to the soppiest music they can find. Then for the finale, they’ll end the night in the bedroom getting up to mischief… For the past two months they’ve been trying for a third child. Perhaps tonight will be the night?
Stretched By The Biker
BBW Motorcycle Erotica
By Amber Heart
Brandy knew her short, ruffled skirt jutted out further than any of the other female dancers in her modern-dance troupe but she didn’t care. Her mother always said the boys loved something more to cuddle, and judging by the stares she was getting from the men in the audience, she didn’t doubt it. Each time her generous breasts jiggled and her fleshy hips wiggled, every man there noticed. Seeing as most of them were married and here to watch their daughters, Brandy found that amusing.
There were a few boys she knew from her other university classes and some she’d seen around campus. The eldest dancer here was twenty-two and the youngest was eighteen. Brandy was twenty and hoped to get spotted by a talent scout. Her group was extra-curricular to acting school and they practised four nights a week to compete in competitions through the year. Winning this comp would get them into the state championships in ‘Dance Wars’.
Brandy danced her heart out every time. It was her life. Nothing made her feel sexier than performing. Though she know she would never get the solo spot, because they always went to the slimmer dancers, her dream was to be the star and have everyone’s attention all of the time. She didn’t mind dancing in front of strangers. She’d always loved drama class and singing. She was going all the way to the big screen. That was the ultimate dream.
Brandy pretended all the eyes were on her and no one else was on stage dancing. After a few more energetic moves, brandy noticed a solid stare from a man right at the back. He was partially in the darkness and standing behind all the seats. Something about the way he looked at her, made her put a little more effort into her body movements. His dark eyes studied her. Lingering over her breasts and down to her legs and then back to her face.
Brandy wasn’t sure why, but her heart hammered, and her pulse pounded in her ears, and it wasn’t just from the dancing. Was he a parent? Maybe he was a talent scout. Not unless leather was what they usually wore. His outfit silhouetted him in the shadowed backdrop of the hall. A bandana decorated his head and his leather jacket glinted when it picked up the light. She put everything she had into it and when he gave a half-smile and licked his lips, Brandy’s confidence soared. He really was looking just at her.
The number finished and they all bowed. The audience stood up and applauded. Wolf whistles and stomping of feet and some clapping they all lined up, held hands and bowed very low, and long again. When Brandy stood up, her eyes went right to where he’d been standing. He was gone. Pity. She’d hoped that… what had she hoped? That he would come whisk her away and take her somewhere private. That the look on his face meant he’d ask for a private show? What if he did?
Brandy was no virgin. She’d had sex, she’d even tried kissing a girl and having a threesome. Orgasms were the best thing in the world apart from dancing. But most of hers came from her vibrator because she never had a lot of time to date, and no money to go out and party. She’d thought about getting a part time job but nothing suited her. She didn’t want to take the time out of her day of it didn’t feed directly back into her dancing.
Unfortunately, not a lot of dance related work was available, so Brandy ate a lot of pasta and rice meals. Once they went backstage, they all celebrated with hugs and high fives. They’d nailed it, and if they didn’t get into the state titles they couldn’t have tried any better. They were the last to perform and four teams vied for third place here tonight and third spot into the titles.
The dance trainer and choreographer congratulated everyone. Ms Katter approached Brandy and patted her shoulder. “Great dancing, dear.”
“Thank you.”
“You know, I think we’re going to get over the line.”
“I hope so, I danced harder than ever.”
“You did fantastic. Brandy, look. We need to talk.” Ms Katter placed her arm around Brandy’s shoulders. “I love the way you dance, but Emily is back from her injury next week. We need to field our strongest team at the states.”
Brandy knew what she meant. “You mean your thinnest team.”
“Brandy, no. We never discriminate, you know that. But Emily has more experience. This is your first year.”
“I can’t believe it. I helped get the group this far.”
“Yes, you were wonderful. I’m sorry, Brandy. There’s always next year for you.”
That sucked. Brandy grabbed her bag and decided to skip the score and the after-party. She went out the side door to go wait for the early bus back to her share-house. Tears formed in her eyes but she refused to cry.
She hit out along the street towards the bus stop.
“You’re leaving early.” A deep male voice sounded from behind her.
Brandy turned around and was shocked to see the man who’d watched her dance from the back of the hall. “Nothing to hang around here for.”
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
Brandy frowned and stopped walking, turning to him. “Why?” Was he a talent scout?
“I loved watching you dance.”
“I noticed.”
“You have a beautiful body.”
“Tell that to my dance trainer who just kicked me out of the team.”
“Why would she. You’re the best dancer up there.” His dark gaze travelled hungrily all over her body. She still wore her dance outfit.
“She says it’s because she needs to field the best team and another girl has more experience. I say it’s because I don’t fit into a size eight.”
“She’s
an idiot then.” He came up close to her and brushed some hair off her face.
His leather smelled fresh and clean, and his dark stubble gave him a dangerous looking edge. Brandy looked down and saw his leather pants were tight and he definitely had a big cock tucked away in there. She thought of her vibrator and how artificial it was. Some human touch would be nice. But she didn’t know this guy, he was older, and he had tattoos reaching up his thick neck.
His eyebrow was pierced and heavy gold jewellery adorned his rugged hands and wrists. “I’d like to buy you a drink and talk to you about dancing for me.”
“Like a private dance?” Brandy wasn’t so sure she liked that idea. But the thought of performing for him did send a thrill through her.
“It’s a private club, but I won’t be the only one there, and you won’t be the only dancer. But you will dance alone when you feel ready.” He traced a finger down her neck towards her breast, stopping just above her nipple which peaked in anticipation.
Brandy gave a slight tremor and after the let down and hurt she’d just had, why not have some fun? She could put her skills to work. She loved dancing, and she wouldn’t be alone. “I’m not sure. I need a shower and some fresh clothes.”
“There’s other ladies your size and we have costumes of all kinds. Even just jeans and t-shirt. You could pretend you were someone else for a while. Might be fun.”
“That might be fun, actually.”
“I can promise you, your dancing will be appreciated, and you could make a few dollars in tips.”
Brandy looked at him. “This isn’t stripping is it?”
“No. I’ll be honest. We have strippers, but that is entirely their choice. The do it because they enjoy it.”
“I guess I could come see, and maybe have a drink. Would that be okay?”
He nodded. “More than okay. No pressure. Anytime you want to leave, I’ll take you home. If you want to stay and play, I’d love that.”
Play. That was an interesting choice of word. Brandy was too curious to not go now. He took her hand and led her along the street. “My bike is over here.”
“Bike?”
“You didn’t expect me to be on a white horse, did you?”
Brandy laughed. “I guess not wearing leathers.”
****
The club was filled with noise and laughter. Bikers in leather were all over the place, men and women and up on the huge stage a woman, who wasn’t a size eight, swayed and twirled around a metal pole. Brandy couldn’t take her eyes off her. The skills she had on that pole were amazing and very sexy. Plenty of men and women watched and cheered. Some placed notes into a pink jar on a shelf with other coloured jars.
A drink appeared in front of her, and the biker sat at the table with a drink for himself as well. “My name’s Nick.”
“I’m Brandy. Thanks for the drink.” Brandy sipped and smiled. It was sweet, but didn’t taste overpowered with alcohol.
“No problem. This is my biker bar. I like good clean entertainment, and I love ladies who have some extra junk in their trunk.”
Brandy smiled. “Lucky for me.”
“Will you dance for me, Brandy? I have a private room out the back. My cock was so hard when I watched you I had to leave. You don’t have to have sex with me, but I’d like to jerk off while I watch you.”
Brandy felt her face heat with embarrassment. How childish of her, she was almost twenty. But then she’d never heard a man speak so openly before. It made her proud to think that Nick could have any woman he wanted and he’d chosen her. “Okay.”
“Good girl. Come on. You’ll be safe. Do you have a boyfriend?”
“No. I don’t have time.”
“Make time for me. I can make you happy.”
Was he asking her to be his girlfriend? Brandy never answered. Her body was buzzing with arousal. This whole place exuded sexuality. People kissed at the bar. Not just couples. Brandy looked a little harder and a woman was on her knees giving head to a leather-clad guy and he fisted his hand in the back of her hair as she sucked him.
Further along a man suckled at the breast of a black woman. She was barely dressed and her tits were high and proud. He went at them like a man possessed. Brandy looked down. Wow. This was not anything she’d ever seen before. Her tights were wet between her legs.
“We are all as open as we want to be here, Brandy. If you want to take part, you do, if you’d rather just watch that’s cool to. Whatever fantasy you’ve ever had, you can have here.”
Brandy let him lead her by the hand out the back and into a beautifully decorated room. The bed was ornate and a dance pole was secured in the centre. The back wall had leather straps with buckles hanging down, and a few other things she’d never seen.
“Don’t worry. You’re just here to dance. Unless you want to do more.” His grin made him look like the big bad wolf sizing up Red Riding Hood. “The shower is through there and the clothing is in a walk-in robe off the bathroom. Have fun and be back in fifteen minutes.”
Brandy nodded and went through the door into a lovely bathroom. The shower was fantastic, and the huge array of pretty clothes, made it so hard to choose. But after a great dance and hurtful dismissal from the team and now being here with Nick, Brandy chose a bright pink short skirt, a white crop top.
She looked all through everything but no underwear was there. She popped on her outfit, and went to ask Nick about it.
“Nick. I have no underwear.”
“Sounds perfect to me. Why hide that perfect body, Brandy. Let me see as much of you as you want to show me. Are you game?”
“Yes.” She stepped out. “I haven’t used a pole before.”
“Leave it. Just do what makes you feel good. What music do you need?”
“Anything extended dance beat will do. I’m so nervous.”
“Take your time. I like to watch, I’m in no hurry.”
Brandy did feel sexy. The material rubbed against her nipples and the cool air kissed at the moistness between her legs. Her Brazilian wax offered no insulation to her tender pussy. The music started and Brandy put her feet shoulder width apart and began to move one knee in time with the beat. Her hips bumped quickly to the beat and she closed her eyes.
The music flooded her brain as she moved to the heavy base beat. Her arms moved around, and then she took a step or two. Brandy breathed out and relaxed and let the music take her into herself as she got into a full on dance number.
She opened her eyes and saw Nick. His gaze locked onto her body, and then onto her eyes. He smiled at her and she felt like the most beautiful girl in the world. She bent both knees and sank squatted to the floor, coming back up slowly, gyrating her ass in slow motion.
Nick opened his leather pants and his massive hard-on jutted out. He leaned back and wrapped his hand around his cock. Brandy watched him then as she danced. He slid his hand up and down the length and thickness that looked larger than her six-inch vibrator. Looked a whole lot more inviting too.
She parted her legs wide and squatted halfway to the floor. She should’ve been too shy to do this, but it exhilarated her to know she could make Nick so hard and he wanted to watch her dance. Holding the squat, Brandy rocked her pelvis back and forth. Fast then slower. When she stood again, she turned and bent over to touch the floor and kept her legs straight.
Nick sat up straighter, still beating his cock in his hand. “Fuck, baby girl. Your pussy is so sweet. I want to fuck you so hard right now.”
Brandy was lost in the power game this was for her and parted her legs again and stroked her fingers over her pussy lips. She was so wet, it was like she’d already come. The shudder of desire rocked her body and she knew right then that all she wanted to do was have that hot cock inside her.
She stalked over to him. “Nick. Fuck me. I’ve never had a real man do it. Just some college boys and my vibrator.”
“Are you sure, Brandy. Once we start I won’t be stopping.”
“Yeah I’m sure.”
Nick stood up and ripped down her skirt and it fell to the floor. Then he pulled her top off over her head. He touched her hard, sensitive nipples and she shuddered again. He sucked one into his mouth, hard and Brandy almost collapsed at the electric shocks going through her.
“Yes, Nick. Yes, It’s so good.”
Nick pulled his mouth from her tit and crushed her mouth in a kiss. His tongue plundered inside her mouth and she opened up to him. He sucked her tongue hard into his mouth and pulled on it like he was giving head.
Brandy groaned and moaned into his mouth and tried to rip the jacket off his shoulders. Nick stopped kissing her and flung his jacket over the chair and stepped out of his leather trousers. Brandy watching him mesmerized as he stripped and revealed his hard, perfect maleness. Covered in tattoos his muscular frame hulked towards her again.
He lunged for her and grabbed her by the hair. He pulled her head back hard and took what he wanted from her lips and tongue with his mouth. Then he latched onto her nipples again with his mouth and worked it so hard it hurt. But Brandy’s pussy throbbed in a way she’d never felt before.
While she was thinking about how her clit ached, Nick parted her pussy lips with his fingers and slid one inside her.
“Fuck. Nick. Yes!”
“Get over to the wall.”
Brandy had no clue what was about to happen but she’d lost all logical thought. All she could think about was getting his cock deep inside her and coming around him. He pulled her by the hand over to the wall and shackled up her wrists. The straps stretched her arms wider rather than higher so her feet easily reached the floor.
“Such good tits. Big and delicious. I wonder how your tight cunt tastes. Have you ever been eaten out Brandy?”
“No.” Brandy clenched her thighs and wanted to come so hard but she couldn’t quite get there.
“I’m sorry Brandy, I can’t do that for you now. I need to fuck you so hard. Are you using contraception, Brandy?”
“Yes.” Brandy couldn’t say much because his rough fingers now stroked her clit, spreading her juices all over her pussy lips. She could barely suck a breath into her chest. She openly trembled and tried to mover harder against his fingers.
