by Cara Addison
Melissa exhaled slowly as she divided the salad and then the sliders onto their plates. “You just can’t seem to let it go?”
“I’ve tried,” Aurora admitted. “After the dual facial with Leo, my mind was at peace for weeks before…”
Melissa’s fork clattered against the plate. “I’m sorry, the dual what with the who?”
Aurora blushed. “Oh crap. I thought I’d told you.”
“No, no, I’m pretty sure I would remember something like that.” Melissa leaned forward and whispered, “When did this happen?”
“Florida,” Aurora said before taking a bite of salad.
“Wow,” she said in amazement. “So you talked to Nicholas, like I suggested?”
“I did. And he was amazing. He’s been incredibly supportive and willing to bring my fantasy to life.”
“What was it like?” Melissa asked curiously.
Aurora reflected on the night with Nicholas and Leo. “It was incredible. It was sensual and erotic, and everything I imagined it would be. Honestly, I was completely at peace about all of this until something happened that brought it crashing back into my psyche.”
With concern in her voice, Melissa asked, “What happened?”
Aurora spent the next few minutes explaining how intense it had been to see Nicholas wearing the Spartan jersey and how it had flooded her with memories of that first bukkake experience. “I was a mess for weeks,” Aurora admitted. “I couldn’t concentrate. I couldn’t focus at work. It wasn’t until I watched another bukkake with Nicholas that I started to find some personal peace.” She took a bite of her salad before adding, “Well, I thought I’d found some peace. It turns out that I’ve been rather restless in my sleep.”
“What’s still bothering you?”
“Honestly, I’ve come to accept the whole bukkake event as rather erotic. Given the right circumstances, I’d find it highly erotic to be a bukkake girl.”
“Seriously? You find that appealing?”
“I do. I imagine it to be the extreme of emotions. Men look at me everyday as a confident executive. I may not be twenty-five anymore, but it would be nice for just a brief moment to be adored and worshiped for my body and my beauty, not just my business accomplishments.”
As a successful businesswoman who took pride in her appearance, Melissa could relate to Aurora’s desires. “So, why do you think your subliminal thoughts are still so restless?”
Aurora explained her concerns about being judged if her role in a bukkake were ever to be revealed. “I’m not sure I trust a group of strangers to keep this kind of secret.”
Melissa sat back and thought about all that Aurora had revealed. As she mulled over the confidentiality dilemma, she realized the solution was right in front of them. “I don’t think you need to worry about your secret being revealed,” she said confidently.
Aurora stopped mid-bite of her slider. “What are you talking about? The media would have a field day with this if they found out.”
“Look around.”
Aurora looked through the window of the private dining room to the crowded restaurant of elite New Yorkers, networking over their power lunches.
“Look at them, Aurora. They’re the who’s who of celebrity, executives, and old money. They all have skeletons in their closet, I guarantee it.”
“You think my shooters are club members?” she asked incredulously. She was shocked at the mere suggestion that anyone in the exclusive club membership might include someone who would be into alternative sexual activities. “You think someone out there would participate in a bukkake?”
“I’m sure of it,” Melissa said confidently. She added with a chuckle, “Whenever I’m in a room full of men, I always assume that at least one is wearing women’s panties.”
A laugh was the tension relief that Aurora needed, and it’s why she loved Melissa so much. “So how would we go about finding who to ask?”
“You’re really serious? You want to do this?”
Aurora swallowed hard. She knew she did, she just hadn’t ever admitted it out loud. “I think I do.”
“Okay then. Let’s talk this through. First, I don’t think we limit it to club members. This city is full of people who have just as much to lose as you do. They’ve likely even put off participating in orgies and bukkakes because of it. If they knew the woman involved was a known personality, I bet they’d find it incredibly liberating to participate.”
Aurora couldn’t believe she hadn’t thought about this solution. She realized that in her mind, the men had all been anonymous strangers. She hadn’t ever considered the notion that she might be familiar with the men that would surround her. “I need to talk this through with Nicholas. He may not be comfortable with our familiarity with the shooters.”
“That man must love you, Aurora. He’s been incredibly supportive and accommodating of you during this journey.”
Aurora knew her friend was right. Nicholas had been incredible over the past months. He’d been patient and compassionate, taking care of her every need and concern as he helped to bring her fantasy to life. She couldn’t wait to see Nicholas at the end of the week and share this possible solution with him.
In the meantime, she enjoyed the remainder of her lunch with Melissa. They brainstormed a list of names. If Nicholas was on board, Melissa offered to reach out to her networks to issue a type of casting call to find the exact bukkake men they were looking for.
* * * *
When Aurora’s laptop signaled an incoming Skype conversation, she immediately set down her glass of wine and answered the call. She smiled widely as Nicholas’s face filled the screen, reminding her just how much she missed him. He would be home tomorrow afternoon after travelling with the Yankees during their road trip.
“Oh, I’ve missed you,” she gushed. With corporate dinners filling his evenings, they hadn’t had much more than a few brief text and telephone conversations the entire time he was away.
“I’ve missed you, too, Aurora. I can’t tell you how wonderful it is to see your beautiful face.”
“How has your week been?” she asked as she watched the gorgeous green eyes that looked at her through the camera lens.
He let out an exhausted sigh. “It’s been crazy busy. I haven’t had more than a minute to myself since we left on Monday.” He rubbed his eyes with the palm of his hand. “I think my balls might explode if I don’t get to see you soon.”
She picked up her laptop and left the rooftop oasis, making her way to the master bedroom to flop onto the master bed.
“Oh baby, are you lying all alone on our bed?”
She nodded. “I love you, Nicholas. I wish you were here.”
Sitting on the impersonal hotel bed, he leaned back against the headboard as he took in the sight of her sprawled across the familiar and comfortable space. “I can’t wait to get you naked,” he declared.
With a sultry expression, she sat up and unbuttoned her blouse, slowly releasing one button after another as he watched. She heard him audibly groan as she slipped the thin silky blouse off her shoulders to reveal a red lacy bra.
“Please tell me the panties match.”
“You know they do,” she said with a giggle. Up on her knees, she unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the sheets, revealing an undergarment that covered her pubic area before leading to two thin straps at her hips that led to another swatch of fabric in back.
“Panties or thong?” he asked as he unbuttoned his own dress shirt.
She shifted her hips, revealing her ass to the camera so that he could glimpse the red thong that dipped between the curves of her ass cheeks.
“Take them off,” he instructed as he kicked off his pants and then his boxers as he watched her shimmy out of her thong before releasing her stunning breasts from their strappy confines. “Oh my fuck.” He groaned as he watched her kneel for him in front of the camera. “Show me your pussy,” he begged as he slowly stroked his cock.
She spread her kn
ees and leaned back on her heels to expose her pussy to the camera as she kneaded and squeezed her breasts together.
“Does that feel good?” he asked, already knowing that her breasts were incredibly sensitive to his touch.
She looked down between her legs. “Pussy says it does,” she said in a sultry voice.
“Show me those sweet pussy lips,” he groaned as his cock began to drip.
She pulled the laptop closer, giving him a close-up view of her swollen pussy lips.
“You’re already wet,” he murmured as he took in the sight. He was very much going to enjoy giving her direction as he led her to an orgasm from seven hundred miles away. “I want you to press those pretty little fingers into your pussy, Aurora.”
She dipped the tips of two fingers between her hot swollen lips, releasing a stream of clear sticky fluid. She delicately drew one damp fingertip up the edge of her pussy lip. “It feels just like your tongue,” she whimpered.
“Oh fuck, Aurora. You are such a tease.”
She looked at the screen, watching his hand move up and down his hard cock as he licked his lips.
“Show me how you like my cock in your pussy.”
She ran her slick slippery fingers around before slowly sliding them inside her pussy until all two knuckles disappeared.
He watched her upper body shake as she gasped in delight. “Is that how my cock makes you feel?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said in a whimpering moan.
“I want you to get out that toy I got you for your birthday. I’m going to fuck you with that.”
She smiled coyly as she leaned back and extended her body to open the drawer of her nightstand. “This one?” she asked as she held up the pink vibrator he’d surprised her with a few months earlier.
“That’s the one,” he confirmed. He’d picked it out because of how much it resembled his own dick. He hadn’t wanted her playing with an enormous toy that would ruin her tight little pussy. He stroked his cock vigorously as he watched her run her tongue up the shiny surface of the toy before sliding it into her mouth. “That’s what you’ll be doing with my cock when I get home,” he murmured. “Now, slide that into your tight little pussy.”
She willingly obliged his request, desperate to ease the ache he’d caused in her. As she tugged and tweaked one nipple, she lowered the toy between her legs and gently pressed it against her pussy. She watched the screen as Nicholas moaned at the sight of her swollen pink lips wrapped around the toy that slowly disappeared. She withdrew the toy ever so slightly to reveal its cum-covered surface before pressing it deeper.
“Slowly,” he directed. “I want you to fuck yourself slowly, just like I would if I were there.”
With a mix of pressing the toy deep and her hips riding the hard shaft that filled her, she felt the agonizing tension build between her legs.
“Deeper.”
She immediately followed his instruction, pressing the toy until it disappeared along with her fingertips before withdrawing it to expose the tube that was now covered in a thick layer of her fluid. She thrust deep over and over until her legs began to quiver.
“Come closer,” he begged.
Unable to move, she opened the laptop flat and slid it between her legs, giving him a perfect view of her pussy, stomach, breasts, and face as she looked down into the camera. “It feels incredible,” she moaned as her arms trembled.
“Oh my god, Aurora, you’re making my balls ache,” he groaned.
So close to the release that eluded her, Aurora closed her eyes and focused on the sounds and sensations that drew her closer and closer to coming. The deep penetrating friction of the toy combined with the sounds of Nicholas groaning and grunting as his hand slapped up and down his cock. Her legs shook so violently, she thought she might collapse. Suddenly, she felt it. That first hint that she would achieve her goal. Then, that second tinge as she flirted with the intense pleasure she sought. The thoughts get of Nicholas’s body pressed up against hers as he thrust deep inside her flashed in her imagination and she was instantly swept away on a tidal rush of intense gratification.
Nicholas watched eagerly as she gripped the toy in earnest, thrusting it deep one last time before her pussy spasmed uncontrollably. The sight was powerful and persuasive. His cock began to throb uncontrollably. When she pulled the toy from her pussy and fluid splashed into the screen, he couldn’t hold back. His own white sticky liquid shot out, splattering against the screen with such velocity, it splashed back against his legs.
Aurora was leaning over, desperately wiping off her laptop to catch a glimpse of his cock release its load.
“Oh fuck,” he moaned as he weakly wiped off the screen. “You are in so much trouble when I get home tomorrow.”
She collapsed on the sheets, pulling the laptop back into view. “I can’t wait,” she said breathlessly. “I am dying for a taste of you.”
“You are the sexiest woman alive, Aurora. I love you so much.”
She just stared into his eyes, smiling widely at the impromptu moment they had shared.
“How was your day?” he asked as his body began to feel somewhat normal again and he could think about more than his cock and her pussy.
“It was all good,” she crooned. It was hard to remember any specific details in this blissful state.
Chapter 18
The minute Nicholas was in the door, Aurora was in his arms. As he picked her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist. “I missed you so much,” she whispered between fervent kisses.
“Mmm. Now this is the way to greet someone. I missed you, too.”
She reluctantly pulled back from his soft, warm lips. “Was it a productive trip? I didn’t even ask you last night.”
“No, you didn’t,” he chuckled. “You were rather distracted.”
“Well, was it?”
He gave her another long passionate kiss before he answered. “It was very productive. Two new sponsors are planning to join us. I’ll be doing up all the paperwork next week.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful. I am so proud of you, baby”
He knew that she was, but after a demanding and hectic week, it was just what he needed to hear from her.
She squeezed her legs tight around his torso as she delivered a long, sweet kiss to his lips.
“You missed me.”
“Mmm,” she acknowledged. “Pussy did, too.”
“Damn, Aurora.” He moaned as he walked her down the hall toward the kitchen. Setting her on the island counter, he lifted the summer sundress she wore up and over her head, revealing her perfect round breasts. He sunk his face between the ample curves, kissing and licking and nibbling as he reacquainted himself with her body. In the kitchen, the living room, the master bath, and on the rooftop patio, Nicholas made up for his workweek away from his beloved Aurora.
Sated and at peace, Nicholas took Aurora in his arms as they lay comfortably in front of the fireplace. “Tell me about your week,” Nicholas murmured as he planted kisses on her neck.
“It was unbearably long without you,” she admitted. “Between work and the gym I managed to fill my time with a manicure and lunch with Melissa.” She felt Nicholas noticeably flinch when she mentioned the lunch date with her friend.
“How is Melissa?”
Aurora snuggled into his arms. “She’s good. She’s going to be so busy this summer. I doubt I’ll see much of her.”
“I’ll keep you company.”
Aurora kissed him softly. “I know you will.”
“Are you still tossing and turning in your sleep?” he asked pointedly.
She knew exactly what he was asking. Had her time with Melissa resolved any of her unsettled feelings? “I’ve slept brilliantly.”
“Really? That’s a relief,” he added with a kiss. “What do you think settled your thoughts?”
Aurora hadn’t intended to get into this discussion until the next day when Nicholas was settled in and rested. “I shared my dilemma with Melissa. She
made an astute observation that I hadn’t ever considered.”
He genuinely wondered what it was the Melissa had said to give Aurora such peace over the concerns she’d had about keeping her secret safe. “What was it?” he asked curiously.
Aurora explained the private conversation she’d had with Melissa, revealing the idea that there were likely dozens of men who would be just as concerned about their reputation, to protect the confidentiality of everyone involved.
Nicholas sat up and ran his fingers through his hair. “You know, she’s right. I can’t believe I didn’t think of this.”
“I said the same thing,” she admitted as she sat up next to him.
Nicholas studied her face. “So does this just alleviate your concerns or does it make you want to go ahead with the bukkake?”
She tried unsuccessfully to swallow the lump in her throat. “Both,” she whispered.
* * * *
It was Nicholas’s turn to battle restlessness. As he lay in bed, he couldn’t help but think about their fireside conversation. She had finally said it. The woman who slept peacefully nestled in his arms wanted to be a bukkake girl.
He fluffed his pillow, trying to find a comfortable position, but rest eluded him. On one hand, it was incredibly erotic that someone so beautiful and independent as Aurora would want to be showered by all that cum, but on the other hand, he felt incredibly possessive. She was his. He loved her so much that it sometimes hurt to think of her surrounded by men, whether it be in the boardroom or a bukkake room. He did want to make her happy though. There was no denying, that when Aurora was happy, she went out of her way to please him, and that made him very happy. Am I being selfish?
Right from the night of that ugly fight, he’d been aroused by the idea of a woman so willing to kneel for a bukkake. The thought of her reputation being soiled had made him ill, but he knew Melissa had been right. There were definitely willing participants out there who had just as much to lose as he and Aurora did. He yanked at the covers as he mentally weighed out the pros and cons of bringing this fantasy to life for Aurora.
