by Amber Heart
He laughed awkwardly as if embarrassed by his father's success "Yeah the old man has done pretty well for himself I guess. So are you a local then or just another vacationer who came here for the night life?" "Well I live in Ibiza, but not on this side of the island so I don't really know my way around. That's probably how I ended up in here" I said as I looked around the bar feeling pretty disappointed.
It was still full of scummy guys, however they all seemed to be avoiding me and Adam. They had moved away from us both and there was a good distance between us and everyone else which was strange considering everyone was packed in like sardines. Were they intimidated by him? "I only come in here to check on business, my dad owns quite a few bars on this strip".
My jaw dropped once again, not only did his father own the biggest club, but he also owned half the bars in Ibiza... and I just trash talked this one, oops. "Since you are new to this part of the island, allow me to be your personal tour guide for the night. I'd love to show you around." My heart raced as he took my hand. We finished our drinks and he led me out of the crowded bar onto the busy streets.
We were surrounded by big neon signs and blaring music. "Come on, I know the best way to show you this part of the island" I couldn't believe this was happening, Adam Hatton was not only showing me the sights of San Antonio, but he was holding my hand. His grip was firm and his hands were strong and masculine. People walking past us looked at me strange, as if I looked out of place being with him. We continued down the strip until we reached a quiet little corner of the beach with a couple of boats in the harbor.
"What are we doing here? Don't assume I'm one of those girls who goes out for a 'midnight swim' fully clothed only to find the water is freezing and the sand sticks to everything!" I shouted jokingly as I stopped dead in my tracks. Did he really drag me all this way for nothing? "Don't be silly, we aren't going in the water, we are going on it". I was confused and a little worried as he led me onto the jetty.
We walked the length of the bouncy platforms until we reached the end. We turned left and walked down a thick platform leading to the biggest boat there. "Wait we aren't going on there are we?" I asked pointing at the beautifully white varnished yacht. "Well I hope so because my driver is on board, as are my staff. I like to finish my day with a lap of the island and I thought you would like to come with me. I hope that's okay?".
I nodded shyly but my eyes were full of fear. I hate boats. I always have. I think it's because I can't swim very well, or maybe it's the fact that I fell off a pedalo on holiday when I was younger and nearly drowned. But he was so intense that I just didn't know how to tell him. Plus I didn't want to ruin the whole mystery of it all. A young man dressed in a small white suit approached the ladder, "Ahh, Mr. Hatton we were beginning to worry about you. Can I offer you or your guest a drink?"
Adam shouted back up to the smartly dressed man "For god's sake Sam, how many times do I have to tell you to call me Adam? I'll have a gin in tonic and Jessica will have a vodka and coke."
He ordered for me without even looking at me to check what I wanted. I could tell that he was the type of man who loves being in control. Sam outreached his hand and helped me climb on board. My legs were shaking as I climbed each step. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad when I was on board... right? "I'll fetch those for you right away." He disappeared into the back of the boat as Adam led me up another small staircase to the back deck.
Up the stairs there was a large, circular white bed lit only by moonlight and candlelight. "Is this how you serenade all the girls then?" I joked, semi-serious. "Haha, something like that." He replied, semi-joking. It seemed so strange that an hour ago I was in a sleazy bar, and now I’m stood on the owner’s yacht. I thought as though I was dreaming. How many other girls have been treated like this? I walked around the other side of the bed, gazing out at the ocean. It was already making me nervous. I started to get dizzy, so I perched on the edge of the bed where Adam followed and sat with me. "I hope this isn't all too much for you, I just wanted to show you all Ibiza has to offer."
We locked eyes again, and I think we both knew what each other wanted. Adam lent in and kissed me passionately on the lips. The spark between us instantly turned into fiery frenzy. His hands searched all over my body as I moaned out in pleasure. I began to strip him of his clothes, button by button I revealed his glorious abs and chest. I took a second away from kissing him to kiss down and admire his incredible body. “Fuck me, you’re hot!”
A wicked grin came across Adam’s face. He knew what I wanted and I couldn’t wait for him to give it to me! He pushed me down onto the bed and stood up. “Tonight you are going to be my dirty little slut. If it gets too hot to handle, give me a firm ‘no’ and we’ll stop.” I looked at him seductively and bit my lip “That won’t be a problem, Master.” I immediately saw his cock jump to attention in his pants. He looked at me with fire in his eyes “I can tell I’m going to have a lot of fun with you, aren’t I?”
I nodded playfully and turned around onto my front. “Will you give me a good spanking, Master? I’ve been a very naughty girl.” Without hesitation, he slapped my right ass cheek - hard. The sting caught me by surprise, but that was quickly overtaken by pleasure. I let out a small cry of pain and pleasure. “Harder, Master. I need more!”
Adam stepped away from the bed and left me begging for more. “I think a pretty little slave like you needs some toys.” He walked over to drawer on the other side of the room and pulled out a huge vibrating wand. As he was walking back over, he undid his belt and pulled it away from the loops on his pants.
“I want you to use this vibrator while I fuck you and spank you. I want to feel your pussy shake around my cock as you cum.” Holy fuck he knew how to talk dirty! My pussy was more than ready for the abuse it was about to receive. “Yes, Master.” He scrunched up the belt in his hand and spanked me again, this time on the left ass cheek. “What do you say?” Through the cry of pain, I managed to squeak out “Thank you, Master.”
He undid his zipper and released his huge, pulsating cock. I positioned myself enthusiastically towards the end of the bed, face down, ass up. “Please don’t make me wait, Master. I need it now!” I felt another hard sting from the belt on my ass cheek. Before the pain could dissipate, he thrusted his huge cock deep inside my pussy. I grabbed the vibrator, turned it on and forced it on my clit. Holy fuck! This was intense!
He pounded me from behind, letting out deep groans of pleasure. I could feel his cock getting even harder inside me as the vibrations rocked through both of our bodies. He dropped the belt and started using both his hands to grip onto my ass and body. Between thrusts he’d squeeze my body hard and slap my ass as hard as he could.
My body started to sting, but the pleasure was far outweighing the pain. This is the best sex I’ve ever had! As we found our rhythm, I could feel that deep pleasure building inside me. I knew I was about to get rocked with a powerful orgasm. “I’m going to fucking cum, please don’t stop!” I screamed out as my body began to shake. Wave after wave ran through my body, each pulse stronger than the last.
The feeling of my pussy shaking around his cock made him harder and harder. “Cum with me, Master. I want you to cum inside me!” He thrust his cock as deep as he could into my pussy and held it there. He froze and let out a deep moan. I could feel his pulsating cock release his cum inside my quivering pussy. “That’s it, Master. Fill me up!”
We both collapsed onto the bed, his huge cock still resting inside my used pussy. As I caught my breathe “That was the best sex I’ve ever had.” Adam kissed me on the neck “Why don’t you stay with me for a while and see how much fun we can have?”
I cuddled up to him “Only if you punish me more next time.”
Shared By Two Men
MMF Billionaire BDSM Erotica
By Amber Heart
Gina Cooper drove up to the valet at the private club and got out of her sporty, red convertible. Tonight she was going to break up with her millionaire boyfri
end. Almost everyone in her friends circle said she shouldn’t. She should marry him, have a kid and then divorce him. She’d be set up for life at the age of twenty-two.
Trouble was, she liked him too much to fuck him around like that, and she didn’t want a kid. Way too much trouble. So she’d just tell him they weren’t exclusive anymore and if he still wanted to have sex with her, he could sometimes, but they were both free to see other people. And by ‘see’ she meant have crazy sex with.
She was bored sexually and she’d been bored for six months now. Look, the man was built, he had a great cock, but the sex put her to sleep faster than sleeping pills. Gary was a sweet, sweet man. Generous, kind, attentive. He gave her everything she needed. Everything except dangerous, hard, pushed-to-the-edge sex.
She needed that kind of sex. He tried. He really did. That sort of thing was either hardwired into your DNA or it wasn’t. For Gary, it just wasn’t him. She tried to encourage it over the months but he hadn’t gotten the hint.
Short of taking him to the BDSM club, and she’d never get him through the doors, there was no way to get the satisfaction she craved as long as she remained in a relationship with him. Pity, because he had the body a Greek God would be jealous of.
She gave the keys to the parking valet and checked her face in her compact mirror from her handbag. She dressed immaculately, just because it was a rotten job, didn’t mean she wouldn’t do it in her usual classy, style. The only time she let herself get messy was during sex. Gina loved sex, and she’d no longer settle for average. She wanted a man who knew his way around a woman and knew how to use whip. Just the sting from a riding crop would do.
She needed more than just that though. She needed an experienced Dom she could be a sub to. It took years to learn it, and even if Gary wanted to, he would take too long to train. Sad but true. So she intended to break it off and go find the man she needed. Hopefully he’d be a nice guy too, except in the bedroom.
She strode into the brightly lit club, waving to a few of the lady friends she’d made. They hadn’t been members for long, but Gary’s business deals had taken a turn for the better lately and he was only a couple of mill off being a billionaire, so they let him in. Gina watched him watching her. He had that look on his face. The look of love. She didn’t have time for love.
What she wanted was good, hard sex as soon as possible. There was no way she was going to sleep wanting tonight.
“Gina, you made it.” Gary kissed her on both cheeks.
“I did. I see you have my drink ready. Thank you, darling.”
“No problem. Now, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?”
“Take a drink first, Gary.” Gina sat and drank half of her margarita straight down.
“Stop with the dramatics, Gina. Just tell me.”
“I want to break up with you.”
“Why?” He seemed to take it well enough. “Aren’t you happy?”
“I am so incredibly happy in too many ways to mention.” She paused.
“But…”
“But, the bedroom is just boring me, darling.”
“Oh. I see.”
“It’s not your fault, and I’ve tried to spice things up but you just aren’t wired that way. I have to let you go to find Mrs Vanilla. I’m not her.”
“Are you serious?”
Gina nodded her head. “Yes. I am serious. Life’s just too short. You could be having children and a wife baking cupcakes.”
“I’m not sure I’m ready for that at the ripe old age of twenty-five.”
“I’ve made up my mind. I want to try new things.”
“Tell me about these new things?”
Gina swallowed. This was a little uncomfortable but she guessed he had a right to know why she was dumping him. “I want a Dom. An experienced Dom.”
“Okay. I see.” He looked down at the floor and back at her.
Gina’s face burned. “Oh, this is more embarrassing than I thought. I’m sorry. Gary, I just thought it would be better to get it over and done with. Then we can both get on with our lives.”
“Do you love me?”
“It’s not about love.”
“Okay then. Do you want to be with me, apart from being a dud in bed?”
“You aren’t a dud. It’s my fault, I just need something more sexual.”
“Are you open to suggestions?”
“Like how?”
“I have friend. He’s a Dom. He’s also a billionaire, and he owes me one.”
“What’re you saying?”
“How would you feel about being with him and seeing if you are a good fit? Just sexually. Everything else about you is mine. And I get to watch.”
Gina stared at him. Was he really suggesting she was with another man and he watched her? “You could do that?”
“For you, I could.” Gary smiled.
“Why? Why would you?”
“I love you, Gina. I don’t want to let you go. You’re good for me. As long as you’ll let me make love to you the way I want, you can have as much BDSM sex with him as you please.”
“I’m not sure it will work long-term.”
“I won’t hold you to anything. If you want out of it anytime and to walk away. I’ll understand and I won’t sulk.”
“I guess if your friend is willing. It can’t hurt to try.” Gina couldn’t believe Gary would go to this extreme to be with her.
“Why don’t you just go and find another woman to make you happy.”
“You make me happy.”
“How? How do I make you happy? I’m not the most agreeable person in the world.”
“You’re twenty-two and you know exactly what you want out of life. You go after what you want and you’re always honest. You make me laugh, and deep inside I know there’s a woman needing love. You also don’t take any shit from me. I need that.”
Gina laughed. “I guess when you put it like that…okay, I’m willing to give this a trial. But anytime one of us feels uncomfortable, we stop and talk it out.”
“No problem. I think you’ll like Chris.” Gary pulled his phone out of his pocket. “I’ll text him, and he’ll answer back when her gets a chance. Now, where shall we have dinner?”
****
Gina couldn’t eat much, she was way too excited about the prospect of meeting with Chris. She was also scared because firstly, Gary would be watching, and secondly Chris was a professional Dom, so he wouldn’t be messing around.
Gina wasn’t sure what to expect but her panties were moist in anticipation, and Gary had a glint in his eye she’d never seen before. Chris had text back and organized to meet them in his bar across town. It was very flash. Everything gleamed and top quality furnishings had been used.
The drinks were all high end. Nothing under fifty dollars a glass. Gary passed her a glass of Champagne. She sipped at it, and studied the other patrons. All dressed superbly, and diamonds and other precious gems dripped from the women and some of the men. But they looked, well, normal. She’d half expected leather and chain to be the order of the day.
“You nervous?” Gary sipped his scotch.
“My panties are wet, if that’s what you mean.”
He grinned back at her. “I wish you’d said something earlier.”
“I’m not sure I really knew until recently. It was just like something was missing but I couldn’t put my finger on it.”
“Have you been a sub before?”
“A few times, but no one I’d want to be permanent with. It’s tough to find the right combination.”
“In one man, anyway. Two might be your answer.”
“I’m curious as to how this will work. Will we have rules?”
“Rules? Interesting idea.”
“Like, am I only allowed with Chris if you are around? Am I free to be with him any time I choose?”
Gary shrugged. “I’m not sure on that. Chris is the expert, let’s see what he suggests.”
“If he likes me.” What if he didn�
�t? He might think she was a snobby, entitled bitch. Most people thought that. Except Gary. He looked deeper to the insecurity and pain inside that set up the wall she put up.
“He will. You’re his type. The bitchier you are the more he likes to make you come into line.”
“So I’m bitchy.”
“On the outside.” Gary smiled at her.
“You know a lot about Chris.”
“We’ve been buddies since college. Only thing we have in common is our football team. But somehow we seemed to hit it off right away.”
“Have you ever…seen him in action?”
“Not really. But I have witnessed the effect he has on females. Most seemed drawn to his dominance. But he chose very deliberately. It was never just any female who was willing. It’s not a game for him, it’s a way of life.”
“I see.” Gina was pleased about that.
“Don’t worry. He’ll like you.”
“Will I like him?”
Gary’s looked behind her and smiled. “I guess you’re about to find out.” He stood up to hold out his hand “Chris. It’s been way too long, buddy.”
Gina’s throat dried up and her knees trembled. She stood tall and proud, and turned to face the man who might be everything she needed sexually.
His eyes were dark, very dark. Dark, wavy hair and a chiselled jaw. He was taller than Gary by a couple of inches. Very good looking. He stared at her and she resisted the urge to just run out of here now and not come back.
Gina held her hand forward. “Nice to meet you, Chris.”
He smiled at her. A devastating smile. He took her hand in his and looked at her manicured nails. After a soft touch over them, he nodded and looked at Gary. “Perfect. Shall we go?”
Gary grinned. “Sure, why not?”
“But aren’t we going to have a drink and get to know each other first.” Gina’s heart raced. Was she really sure this was what she wanted?
