Marketa Giavonni Boxed Set

by Marketa Giavonni

  She clears her throat. “Well, I wanted him to be the one to uh, take my virginity. But he’s a few years older than me, and very experienced with women. He brings a new girl home every weekend, and I can hear them having sex. And it’s not the quiet kind of sex, it’s the, um. . .”

  “Headboard banging, screaming your lungs out, orgasmic kind of sex.” Eric has his hands at my hips and slowly slides the dress and my panties over my ass and then down to my knees.

  “Uh, right.” Lexi’s blushing again, but she can’t take her eyes off us. “There’s no way I can compete with that. And I get the impression that he thinks of me as his little sister. I want him to see me as a woman. So I downloaded every video you had on your website so I could, um, learn.”

  “And what did you learn, little virgin?” I ask as Eric unzips his pants.

  Lexi clears her throat again. “I think I need . . . I mean . . . I want you to. . .”

  “You want me and Eric to fuck you,” I finish for her.

  “Yes,” Lexi whispers, her eyes downcast.

  Eric lifts me up and sits me down at the edge of the bed. I swing my legs over the side, letting my dress and panties fall to the floor. Standing up wearing nothing but my lace stockings and fuck-me pumps, I take the lace mask I’ve selected for Lexi from the bedside table. I hear Eric’s pants fall to the floor as I walk to her. Her eyes are still on her feet as I stand behind her and reach around with the mask, covering Lexi’s eyes and tying it behind her head. Then I unzip her dress and pull the straps down. Lexi’s breathing hard as I kiss her shoulder and then let the dress fall to the ground. I’m pleased to see that she’s wearing a garter belt. Naughty little virgin.

  I run my hands down her back and cup her round, little ass. She gasps at the touch. Then I slip my hands under the garter belt and pull her panties down her legs, kissing the firm flesh as I go down. Slowly, I slide my hands back up her legs as I rise, one hand reaching up to the clasp of her bra while I slide my other hand into her pussy. Lexi’s body jerks as my stroking fingers make her wet. Then I straighten up and use both hands to remove her bra, my hands slipping around to cup her small, firm breasts. Leaning up against her, I nibble on her ear. “Go to the bed.”

  Lexi obeys, stumbling forward like a newborn foal. Eric’s stroking his hard cock as he watches her climb onto the bed. Fully naked except for the garter belt, stocking, and heels, she lies there with her small breasts heaving. Her hands move up to cover herself.

  “Uh-uh, baby,” Eric says, wagging his finger at her. “Put your hands above your head and grab the railing.”

  Trembling, Lexi reaches up and closes her hands around the bars in the headboard. Eric reaches into the drawer of the bedside table and pulls out two sets of handcuffs. Obscured by the lace mask, Lexi watches as Eric closes one cuff around her wrist and then around the other one.

  Eric lies on his side next to Lexi as I get up on the bed and straddle her. Reaching over Eric and taking a raspberry from the bowl beside the bed, I lean over her and begin rubbing the berry over Lexi’s trembling lips, squeezing it until her lips are completely covered in the sweet juices. “Don’t lick it off,” I say, popping the rest of the berry in my mouth and slowly sucking on one finger and then another until the berry juices are gone. Lexi’s pink tongue pokes out from beneath her lips as a shuddering breath shivers through her body.

  Starting with her flat abs, I slowly slide my hands upward to cup her small, round breasts. I can feel her nipples harden with excitement as I begin squeezing them in slow circles. Then I move one finger up to her lips and rub the berry juices before sticking my finger into her waiting mouth. Lexi sucks on it eagerly. When she’s done, I pull it out and put my lips on hers. Lexi kisses me back with an intensity that excites me, her tongue caressing mine. My pussy starts to throb as I kiss her harder.

  I feel Eric climb up behind me, his hard cock against my back as he reaches into my pussy with one hand and starts squeezing my breast with the other. I gasp with desire as he begins finger fucking me, my lips hovering above Lexi’s as she strains against the handcuffs. “Don’t stop,” she pleads, her body trembling with desire beneath me, but my thoughts are on Eric and his hands on my body. Then he lifts me up and thrusts his cock into my pussy.

  “Oh, fuck yes!” I cry out, slamming myself down on his cock again and again as Eric holds me against him, one hand still working my throbbing clit as the other one squeezes my breast. “Fuck yes, yes, YES!” My pussy contracts around Eric’s cock in spasms of pleasure as we both come at the same time.

  For a minute we stay like that, with Eric’s cock in my dripping pussy. When I look down at Lexi she’s breathing hard, her small breasts heaving with excitement.

  “Do you want Eric to fuck your virgin pussy, Lexi?”

  “Yes,” she whispers. “Yes, please.”

  Eric reaches around me, flipping me over on my back on the other side of the bed. Then he straddles Lexi, whose whole body is trembling in anticipation. I can see Eric’s cock start to harden and grow again at the sight of the nubile young body beneath him just begging to be fucked.

  “I want you good and wet before I fuck that sweet, virgin pussy.” Eric takes two raspberries from the bowl and squeezes them over Lexi’s breasts, covering them in the sweet juices. Lexi arches her back as Eric takes one breast into his mouth, sucking on her hard nipple. She gasps, licking her lips in desire as Eric teasingly licks her nipple with the tip of his tongue, then takes her breast into his mouth again. He does the same thing with the other one, and Lexi’s thin arms strain against the handcuffs so hard they look like they’ll snap like twigs.

  Watching Eric tease Lexi makes my pussy throb, and I reach down and start caressing myself, working my swollen clit.

  Eric takes a few more berries and squeezes them between Lexi’s breasts, drawing a line of juices down to her belly button. He slowly licks his way downward, his tongue caressing her tight flesh. Lexi moans with a desperate longing, arching her back to meet Eric’s tongue as he makes his way closer to her eager pussy.

  “Are you wet for me, baby?” Eric asks, looking up at Lexi. Her eyes are obscured behind the lace mask, but her trembling lips tell Eric all he needs to know. She gasps as his tongue plunges into her belly button. “Would you like me to lick your virgin pussy?”

  “Yes,” she says as her thighs begin to tremble. “Yes, please, I want you so bad.”

  Eric moves downward and spreads her legs wide. He cups her ass as his mouth plunges into her, making Lexi cry out in pleasure. She starts grinding her hips, and as I listen to her gasps of excitement I think about Eric’s mouth in my pussy, and I feel the beginning of the orgasm vibrating through me. I throw my head back and begin finger fucking myself, rubbing my breast hard as I ride the wave of my orgasm, listening to Lexi’s rising cries of pleasure and knowing that Eric’s wickedly talented tongue is bringing her to the edge. Then we both scream at the same time.

  As I lie there, breathless from the orgasm, I watch Eric slowly slide his huge cock into Lexi inch by inch. “That’s right, baby, pop that virgin cherry,” I say as Eric gives her one slow thrust. Lexi cries out in pain, but Eric kisses her as he continues to move his cock slowly inside her, until Lexi’s cries become cries of excitement and pleasure.

  “Do you want me to fuck you harder?”

  Lexi wraps her legs around Eric and arches her back. “Yes, fuck me harder!” Eric thrusts hard and deep as Lexi’s legs wrap tighter around him. “Yes, yes, YES!”

  “Un-cuff her,” Eric says, and I get the keys from the bedside table and free her wrists from the headboard. Then Eric rolls them over so that Lexi is on top, his hands firmly on her hips. “Ride me, baby,” he says, pulling her hips forward until she finds the rhythm. Lexi’s hands are pressed down hard on Eric’s muscular chest, and she throws her head back as she grinds her hips into his cock again and again.

  I come up behind her and reach around to her breasts, rubbing the hard nipples between my fingertips before cuppin
g her breasts and squeezing hard. “That’s a good little slut,” I whisper into her ear. “Fuck him hard.”

  Lexi speeds up her rhythm at my words, and soon she’s fucking Eric like a pro. When she comes, Lexi screams like her body is exploding and then falls back on the bed.

  Eric’s cock is still hard and throbbing, and I marvel at his stamina. I resist the urge to climb on top of him and fuck his brains out. He’s saved the load of cum for a very special purpose.

  “Now you’re going to learn how to suck cock.” Positioning Lexi’s face over Eric, I push her down until her lips part and her mouth is around the head. “Now take him all the way down your throat,” I say, pushing her head down as his cock disappears in her mouth. “Now back up to the tip.” I take away the pressure from her head and watch her mouth rise up.

  Eric licks his lips and moans. “That’s a good little slut,” he says, his hands moving to Lexi’s head as I let go. He pushes her head down and then lets it back up until Lexi’s mouth is bobbing up and down on his cock. Then Eric’s hands tighten around her head as he unloads his swollen balls, squirting his cum into her throat. “Suck me dry, baby,” he says as Lexi struggles against the load in her mouth. “Swallow it.”

  “Baby girl, you are a natural slut,” I say when Lexi’s finished with Eric. “You should’ve had your cherry popped a long time ago. When your crush sees how well you fucked tonight, he’ll be begging you to fuck him.”

  Lexi blushes. “I don’t know if I can watch it with him.”

  “This is what you do,” I say, taking her by the shoulder. “Go home and knock on your crush’s door, and tell him you have a surprise for him. Give him this card and tell him to enter this code.” I hand her our website card with her personal download number on it. “Tell him if he likes what he sees to come over to your apartment. I guarantee he’ll be over tonight.” I slap her ass. “Now go get your man, you little slut!”

  I’ve never seen anyone get dressed so fast.

  Eric’s already uploading the video to our website. “Fuck, that was hot,” he says after Lexi leaves. “Nothing like fucking a virgin. I bet we get at least a thousand hits tonight.”

  I lie down on the bed and reach for the lace mask. Taking a raspberry from the bowl, I touch it to my lips, savoring the feel of the soft, sweet flesh before I let my tongue take it inside me. My vision obscured by the shadowy network of lace, I look towards the bare windows. There’s still a lot of night left, lots of time to fuck by the light of the full moon. In answer to my thoughts, I feel Eric join me on the bed, his hands parting my thighs.

  ***

  Three Erotic Nights

  Night Two-Yvonne

  Eric sits in the armchair across from our bed, watching me dress for our moonlit date. I’m facing him wearing nothing but a black lace bra, black thong, and garter belt. Behind Eric is the wall of un-curtained windows and the apartment building across the street. I know he’s not the only one watching me.

  I’ve set all the pieces of my ensemble out on the bed: the black stockings with the lace trim on top, the black leather miniskirt, and the red corset. My black fuck-me pumps sit on the floor next to my feet. Reaching for a stocking, I prop my leg up on the bed as I pull the thin material over my toes, pausing at the ankle before sliding the stocking upward over my calf, my knee, and all the way up to my thigh, the wide lace trim caressing my flesh. Eric watches me repeat the motions with the other stocking, his eyes trailing over my body as I slowly encase my lower half in the thin fabric.

  Fastening the stockings to the garter belt, I wait for Eric’s eyes to meet mine again, and then I fix him with a sultry gaze that promises more to come. Taking the miniskirt into my hands, I turn around and bend all the way down, slipping one foot and then the other into the tight leather, sliding it slowly upward to give Eric and the others watching across the street a long glimpse of my round ass before encasing it in black leather. Then I slip one foot into my fuck-me pumps, and then the other, and as I straighten up my hands go to the zipper in the back of the skirt and I pull it up.

  The tight leather stretches over me like second skin. I turn around again, running my hands down my hips and fingering the lace that begins where the miniskirt ends, feeling Eric’s hot gaze on me from across the room. Then I move my hands behind my back and to the clasp of my bra.

  My large, full breasts are bound by black lace held together by three little hooks. Freeing one hook and then another, I pause before releasing the third, letting the anticipation lengthen another moment, watching Eric’s eyes on my breasts, and then I smile with satisfaction as I peel the lace away from my flesh and Eric licks his lips. I can feel him staring at my nipples, wanting to suck them.

  Reaching down to the bed, I slip the corset around my back and hold the front over my breasts as I walk across the room. When I reach the armchair, I put one knee up and then the other, straddling Eric. My breasts are inches from his lips. “Lace me up.”

  Eric’s hands go to the string that holds the corset together, his fingers slipping under it to caress the soft flesh of my breasts. He begins lacing the ends through the holes, crisscrossing it back and forth as my breasts are slowly bound up. “Keep the top loose.” Eric meets my eyes with a smile that says he’s happy to oblige. The loose fit leaves a good portion of my full breasts in view, with easy access for a wandering finger.

  I shift my gaze to the windows and the apartment building across from us, feeling the watchful eyes upon me. The full moon hovers in the sky to my left, and its silvery light washes over my body. I savor the feel of Eric’s hands hovering over my abs as the last piece of my ensemble closes over me and is tied off. I breathe in and out deeply, feeling my breasts expand against the corset. A perfect fit.

  A small table stands next to the armchair, and on top is a printout of a woman from the neck down in a tight, red corset that’s loosely tied over her big, full breasts. She’s wearing a tight, black miniskirt like me and black stockings with lace at the top just like mine. The message that came with the printout is forever burned into my brain:

  Marketa,

  They say everyone has a twin somewhere in the world. I am your double. Enclosed is a picture of what I’ll be wearing for our moonlit encounter. I’ll arrive between ten-thirty and eleven o’clock, and I’ll let you decide if I need a mask.

  Yvonne

  In the week since receiving the message, Eric went with me to every lingerie store we could find in search of the matching pieces to Yvonne’s ensemble. The stockings were the easiest to find, and then the miniskirt, but the corset eluded me for days. I absolutely had to have it. The idea of meeting my twin was too enticing to pass up, and it had to be perfect; I had to have everything she would be wearing. I could think of nothing else until the corset was located, and when we finally found it, Eric and I had a hall-of-fame fuck in the fitting room. I had my hands against the mirror as I watched Eric fuck me from behind, the mirror shaking and both of us screaming with pleasure. We’re banned from the store for life, but it was worth it.

  “Do I look like her?” I ask, reaching for the printout. Eric takes it and holds it up next to me.

  “Pull your hair up.”

  I reach behind my head and gather up my red curls in my hands, holding them against the back of my head. Eric reaches up and pulls a few long tendrils away from the rest and lets them slide forward over my shoulder. “Perfect.”

  With my hair still captured behind my head, I step back from Eric and walk to our bathroom. Looking into the mirror, I can see Eric watching me as I reach into a drawer and pull out several bobby pins. As I begin fastening my hair in place one pin at a time, I see Eric reach for the black silk mask on top of the table and put it on. My pussy throbs as I watch him get up from the armchair and slowly walk towards me. The mask gives him a sexy, mysterious quality; he almost looks like a stranger. A stranger I most definitely want to fuck.

  Eric stands behind me as I put the last bobby pin in place. He leans forward and kisses the spac
e between my collar bone and my neck. A delicious shiver runs up my body, following his lips as he kisses upward, covering every inch of my bare neck. Then he nibbles on my ear lobe.

  “What time is it?”

  “Ten twenty,” I say in a husky voice.

  “How do you want to pass the time?” Eric slides his hands over my corseted breasts and squeezes.

  My whole body ignites with his touch. I turn around to face him and slide my hands up under his shirt, running them up and down his muscular torso. “Would you like to hear about the time I was fucked by twins?”

  Eric grabs my ass as I slide my hands out to the front of his shirt. “Fuck yes.”

  I begin walking him back towards our bed. “It was my sophomore year in college,” I say, unbuttoning the last button and moving my hands steadily upward to the next. “I met a guy at a party, and he asked me to come back to his apartment with him.” Eric’s shirt falls open and I pause to kiss his tanned flesh. He sucks in sharply when I lick his nipple. “When we got there, he said he had a roommate who would be coming home soon, and would that bother me.” My hands slide down Eric’s arms and I discard his shirt next to our bed.

  “Well, you know me,” I say with a smile, “I love an audience, so we go back to his bedroom and I unbuckle his belt, pulling it slowly off him.” As I speak, I do the same thing to Eric, sliding the leather belt around his back until it comes free. “And I throw it across the room. Then I unbutton his jeans.” I pull Eric’s zipper down, revealing his hardened cock pressing out against his briefs, then push him down onto the bed and kneel in front of him.

  “I slide his jeans and underwear down to his ankles, take his big cock in my hands and lick the tip with my tongue.” My mouth closes around the head and I give Eric one hard suck. He breaths in sharply and lets out a deep moan. “I run my tongue all along his cock, from tip to base and back again, and then I push him back onto the bed.” I stand up and reach under my skirt, sliding the thong down my legs. I look down at Eric laying on the bed, my sexy stranger in a mask, and then I step out of my thong and climb up onto the bed, straddling him. “Then I slide my pussy onto his cock and fuck him nice and slow.” I’m grinding my hips into Eric, feeling his cock inside me. Biting my lip, I press my hands down on his chest and throw my head back, moaning with pleasure.