by Amber Heart
Darcy nodded her head up and down like the puppy dog he was treating her like and he slid his cock out of her mouth quickly, the wetness of her spit dripping down her chin from trying to suck the hard cock he had forced into her mouth.
“I'm even going to free you.” He nodded his head, getting off of her.
Cory started with the ankles and freed them from the end of the bedposts and then he rolled her over, spanking her lightly as she giggled for him and he untied her hands but before he could grab the collar that he was after hanging up on the wall she gave him a surprise herself.
He wasn't expecting it as she managed to roll him over onto his back and grabbed a hold of his cock. He moaned for her, getting more excited as he watched her quickly go between his legs and start licking from the bottom of his cock to the head of his cock.
Darcy grabbed his balls with one hand and began massaging them gently, keeping eye contact with Cory she popped the head of his cock in and out of her mouth quickly, eager to tease him more and more.
“Darcy, oh god baby. That's how you please me.” He reached up over his head and grabbed the leather collar with spikes on them.
She nodded her head, knowing what he wanted and brought herself up on to him, letting him put it around her neck. Letting him tighten it just a little until she nodded her head that it was enough.
"Now you look like a porn star,” Cory whispered to her.
“You make me feel like a porn star Dr. Goodman.” Darcy winked at him and giggled again as she flipped her hair so that it was out of her face.
“Get on Dr. Goodman's cock. Show me how special I am.” He grinned at her as she took his cock in her hand again.
“You want this wet pussy, don't you? You want this wet pussy riding your hard cock. You want these pussy lips sucking on your cock.” Darcy was the one in control now. She was the one calling the shots.
“Yes, yes, get on this nice doctor's cock.” He nodded his head up and down eagerly.” He was happy that she was the one that he had picked to go away with him.
“You knew that I would fuck you over and over again. You knew that you wanted to bring one of your sex addicted patients with you and I was the lucky one.” Darcy whispered to him, bringing her pussy to his hard cock and rubbing the head of it against her warm, moist, pussy.
“You know I have a confession to make.” He groaned as he closed his eyes.
“What's that, Dr. Goodman? You, a confession?” Darcy pretended to be surprised when he told her.
“I'm a sex addict myself, Darcy. I know how to please you, I know how to satisfy you. You're the most beautiful patient that I have. I keep dreaming I am going to have you and now I do. I have you on top of me, your hot pussy can't keep away from my hard cock.” He moaned and shook his head back and forth over the pillows as he felt her pussy slowly sliding down his hard cock.
He could feel the wetness, the warmth that her pussy was giving to him as she pushed down more and more until his cock was all the way inside of her.
“I am going to fuck you, Dr. Goodman, until you cum for me. Until you cum deep inside this hot pussy that you want so badly.” She whimpered and watched as Dr. Goodman's eyes opened.
Darcy began moving her hips back and forth slowly, riding his cock as she lifted her face towards the ceiling and grabbed her tits in her own hands. Grabbing them and squeezing them as she closed her eyes tightly, loving the sexual attention that she was getting and giving.
Cory brought his hands to her hips and grabbed them firmly in his hands as he brought her back and forth over his cock faster and faster.
They were moaning for each other louder and louder, their moans echoing through the room as Darcy began grinding her pussy against his hard cock wanting more of him inside of her, needing his cock to stay nice and hard for her.
“This is good therapy you know. If everything goes the way it should you should be cured. You like playing with yourself three or four times a day. During this program you're going to have sex twice a day and twice at night, weening you down from wanting to have sex. If fucked properly you will be satisfied.” Cory explained to her.
“Dr. Goodman you always take such good care of me. Even when you're not there with me. I close my eyes and I pretend that my fingers is your hard cock that's deep inside of me right now, fucking me faster and faster!” Darcy cried out her own confession.
“You mean like this?” He asked, sitting up quickly and bringing her up and down on his cock, slamming her pussy down on him repeatedly as her tits bounced eagerly in his face. He sucked one of her hard nipples biting down on it.
“Yes, fuck yes! Just like this Dr. Goodman! You keep fucking me just like this!” She hollered at him, wrapping her arms around his neck as he slammed her wet pussy down onto his cock over and over again.
Darcy felt her pussy wanting him more and more as he fucked her faster and faster she felt his strong hands bring her up and down and she wanted so much more.
“You tell me your hot fantasies baby and I'll make them come true!” He hollered out over her screams of pleasure.
“Fuck Dr. Goodman! Fuck me harder, I'm going to cum!” She shrieked at the top of her lungs as he brought her down on his cock one more time and felt her grinding harder and harder against him.
Cory brought his hands to her large tits and pushed them together as he licked at her nipples with his tongue greedily, making them nice and wet with his mouth.
As Darcy begged and whimpered more and more he sucked her tits and bit them teasingly as he felt her pussy cumming for him. He felt her pussy juice drown his cock and he couldn't hold on any longer. He couldn't keep himself from cumming as he began filling her pussy with his hot cum.
“I feel you, Dr. Goodman! I feel your cock cumming. Keep cumming Dr. Goodman!” Darcy begged loudly in his ear as he continued to suckle faster and faster at her tits that she was pushing further and further into his mouth.
When Cory's cock grew soft inside of her she still kept pressing her pussy down on his cock until it slipped out of her and she sighed heavily, he could hear that it was the sound of disappointment.
“We have all week to get you out of this. To succeed in only wanting sex twice a day. You can do this, I know you can Darcy.” He murmured to her as she slid off the bed and put her head down in her hands.
“I know, I know.” She sighed, shaking her head back and forth.
“Do you want to get help for your addiction?” Cory asked her.
“You want the truth?” She asked him, bringing her face out from behind her hands.
“Of course I do. You're my patient.....” His voice trailed off.
“And your lover, you want me to be your lover don't you?” Darcy asked him, raising her eyebrows at him.
“Yes. Yes I do want you to be my lover more than anything.” He nodded his head quickly, knowing he was addicted to her now. Knowing that he had not succeeded in making them both stronger. They were now both weak for one another.
“There's no reason to continue therapy then. You’re a billionaire, you don't have to be at the office every day. You don't have to be anywhere you don't want to be.” She pointed a finger at him.
“I still have to work in order to get money.” He chuckled as he made his way towards her.
“We're in Spain of all places. Ibiza Spain. I never thought that I would be in such a beautiful place.” She whispered, leaning her head against his shoulder.
“Why don't you get showered and dressed appropriately for dinner and we will go from there.” He whispered, kissing her forehead and bringing his hand down to rest against one of her tits gently.
Cory let her go slowly and he watched her get off the bed, he stood up and took her hand. Remembering she didn't know where anything was he led her towards the door.
“Don't you have servants here? What would happen if they saw us naked?” Darcy bit down on her lip but a smile was coming across her face as she did so.
“That would b
e a thrill wouldn't it? Two sex addicted people roaming the halls and getting caught. I think that I would take you right there on the floor no matter where it was.” He chuckled and shook his head as they made their way down the marble floored hallway.
Cory led her to the bathroom and she gasped, covering her mouth. Wishing she had a room like this for herself.
There was a stand alone shower, a bathtub trimmed in gold on the other side of the room. A walk in dressing room that was carpeted and a mirror that went all the way around the room. She could see her naked body from all angles when she walked around. The floor was cool and smooth under her bare feet.
“I think that we should fuck and watch ourselves. We should do that after dinner.” He moaned as he let his hand slip down to her nice, tight, ass.
“Promise?” She looked at him quickly, loving how blue his eyes were.
“Promise.” He grunted, feeling his cock growing hard at the sound of her voice.
Cory knew that he was getting in deeper and deeper and he was beginning to think that it didn't matter as long as they kept each other happy. No one would have to know, it would be their little secret...
“Dr. Goodman?” Darcy asked, her eyes growing wide.
He didn't know what she was looking at until he looked down and they both watched his cock getting harder and harder.
“Get in the shower, get cleaned up and we will go from there. Keep calling me Dr. Goodman, please.” He nuzzled the side of her neck as he spanked her ass and let her go.
Darcy giggled and licked her lips, she wanted to tease his hard cock until he came in her mouth. She could almost feel him slamming it to the back of her throat as she went to the shower and turned it on.
“I won't be long Dr. Goodman then you can do what you're supposed to and give me the cure for my addiction.” Darcy looked over her shoulder and saw that he was stroking his hard cock, making it harder for her.
“I have all the medicine you'll ever need right here.” He nodded his head and grabbed his cock harder.
As he watched her firm ass disappear behind the shower curtain he closed his eyes and imagined that he was fucking her from behind as she held onto the counter crying out his name as he spanked her over and over again.
Billionaire Boys Club
Billionaire BDSM Group Erotica
By Amber Heart
“Look at them over there. Billionaire boys club. They think they’re so hot.” Brenda cocked her head sideways.
“They are hot.” Her best friend Meagan was staring at them almost with drool on her chin. “What would it take to get inside their circle, do you think?”
“Nothing for you, I’m sure. You got us in here. Most exclusive club in town and full of socialites and A-listers. Your body would get you in anywhere. Me, on the other hand…”
“Men love curves like yours.”
“Sure, that’s why I have a choice of dates every weekend.”
“That’s not about how you look and you know it. You shoot every hopeful down in flames before they get to ask you out.”
“It’s easier that way. I mean…if they just want sex…” Brenda wasn’t a prude but the thought of those sweaty, pimply, try-hards at Uni touching her just turned her cold. The hot ones were all rude and arrogant, and they had their choice of the popular girls. They certainly never gave a second glance to Brenda and her mousey-brown hair and pale – no white – skin.
“You better stop feeling sorry for yourself. If you gave it a chance, I bet any male in the world would pay you some attention. You have flawless porcelain skin, huge golden-brown eyes and curves a Latino woman would kill for.”
“You’re just being nice.”
Meagan frowned across at her. “If I go get their attention, will you drop the ‘woe is me’ act and actually have some fun? We’ve just turned twenty and I bet you’ve never had a decent fuck.”
“Meagan!” Brenda couldn’t believe her friend would just say that straight out. “I’m not a virgin.”
“I said decent sex, with a man who takes what he wants and knows how to find a clitoris.”
Brenda choked on her drink. “Oh my god. Stop will you?” then they looked at each other and laughed. “You’re so bad.”
“There is nothing wrong with girls loving sex too. So…are you in?”
“In where?” Brenda looked at her friend glaring back at her. “You’re serious about going up there? I mean, is that even safe?”
Meagan shrugged. “I’m still here.”
“But they have a gazillion dollars, they can buy whatever they want.”
“Exactly. That’s why we make them an offer they can’t refuse.” Meagan raised her eyebrows and smiled. “We take them all on, together.”
Brenda just stared across at her crazy friend. “Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“It’s a possibility. Come on, trust me, group sex won’t have to be on your bucket list when you’re forty.”
“No way. No way ever. I may want to do a lot of things but seeing you naked is not one of them.”
“Suit yourself.” Meagan got up and pulled down her skin-tight stretchy black mini dress and tossed her long blonde hair back off her shoulder. “I’m going to say hi. You can go play computer games all night, or whatever it is you do on weekends.”
Brenda watched her sway sexily over to the group. A couple of them closed in on Meagan and began laughing and talking, they got her a drink, and Meagan sat on stool in between them.
Well, that was that. Brenda may as well go to the toilet and get a taxi home. She wished in a lot of ways that she was brave or confident enough to be like Meagan, and sex with someone who knew what they were doing did sound good, but not with her best friend in the same room and sharing the same men. Just no.
She guessed it just wasn’t her time, one day she would be ready. Until then she’d be who she was. Brenda looked back over to the thriving bar area and sighed. Next time. It looked like Meagan was going to get her wish about taking them all on, the way she was smiling and the men gathered around her.
All except one man at the end and he was staring at Brenda. His dark eyes and short-cropped black hair gave him a regal look. Dark brows, heavy-set jaw and he looked around thirty years old. Bet he knows where to find a clitoris. Brenda almost smiled at the thought. Instead he smiled at her as if he knew what she was thinking.
Her heart raced a little faster. She stood up because she wasn’t sitting here all night staring. If he was interested he’d have come over by now. Brenda gathered her handbag and checked she had everything, and pulled out her phone to make the taxi call when she got outside. Too noisy in here. She glanced back in his direction and he’d gone. There. She was right all along.
Brenda walked through the beautiful people dancing and having fun all over the room, and made for the door. It was ten on a Friday night and the party was just getting started in the classy end of town. Brenda would likely never get back in this exclusive club, Meagan had put in a lot of groundwork getting them in here. But then Meagan wanted to marry a billionaire and Brenda wanted to work hard and be one. That was the essential difference between them.
Brenda stepped outside the doors and the cool air was instant relief and the lack of noise gave her head a welcome break from the dance beats. She lifted her phone to connect the taxi cab service when a large, well-manicured hand took her phone out of hand.
“Hey. That’s my phone. Give it back.” Brenda now looked deep into the dark, dark eyes of the man at the end of the bar. “What the hell?”
“Come in my car.” His very deep voice was all about masculine and it thrummed through her body. Brenda had never felt instant attraction so strong before. “I’ll take you home.”
He held her hand fast and she had no choice but to follow him to his car across the road. “You can’t just drag me off. I don’t even know you.”
“But you want to. I can tell. Get in.” He opened the door for her. His car was as dark as he was. The ti
nted windows and leather seats matched the black gloss paintwork.
“Don’t be stupid. I have no clue who you are.”
“Richard Forbes-Hamilton-Smythe the Third. But just call me Rick.”
“What. Is your father..?”
“Yeah. Donald Forbes-Hamilton, the one and only. Don’t hold it against me.”
“Right, well, Rick. Stranger danger and all that…”
“Just get in. Trust me, a thousand cameras have already taken our photo, so if you go missing they’ll be on my doorstep. Honestly, I think you and I will be good together and you’re not like the other women.”
Brenda looked around. Cameras? She couldn’t see anything.”
“Don’t worry, they are there. Always. Just waiting for the prodigal son to do something bad and smash his newfound squeaky clean rep. Get in please?” He kind of had a begging edge to his voice and Brenda had a what-the-fuck moment because this guy was worth all of the other’s in there rolled up into one.
She got in the disgustingly comfortable car. Wow. This was really happening. Maybe Friday night would be a memorable one after all. “Okay.”
He shut the door and walked to the driver’s side to get in. Once the car started with a quiet purr, Brenda relaxed a little. “I live across town. Is that okay?”
“Yeah. We’re going a little out of town first. I have to drive like a mad man to lose the cameras. I’d like you to spend the night with me. Would you?”
Brenda thought carefully for a second. Should she? Well, why not? Time to make some memories. “My name’s Brenda.”
“Nice to meet you Brenda. We’ll go to a very exclusive club I have if you can keep a secret. But first… hang on.”
He took off so fast her head was pinned back to the seat for a few seconds. Rick looked across and smiled, then back at the road. “Brenda, I have a feeling you are going to be a very bad girl tonight. You’ll love it. I know I will. You’re gorgeous.”
****
“What is this place?” Brenda had enjoyed the witty conversation they’d had in the car and she felt quite comfortable until she walked into this room. It looked scary. Like a sex dungeon set up like a bar. People in all manner of leather outfits sat around the tables drinking and socializing.”
