DUMPED! (2nd Edition)(bwwm/bdsm) (Letta Storm)

by Dee Dawning

  I had no idea what he would do next. That excited me. His lips clashed with mine and his silky tongue invaded my receptive mouth, swirling around every inch of my oral cavity, leaving me breathless.

  He straddled my shoulders. My senses told me his wondrous cock was mere inches from my lips. My mouth watered anticipating his shaft.

  As Danny's slightly saline cock glided into my mouth, I smelled his musky masculine aroma. I could feel the ridges on the rim of his crown on my lips and tongue as his cock lazily slipped in and out of my mouth. It felt so sexy—him fucking my mouth. I wanted to help him. I wished to hold him, to stroke him with my hand as he thrust his shaft in my mouth. I wanted to squeeze his taut buns. I wanted to help him fuck my mouth in so many ways, but I couldn't. All I could do was lie and wait for him to perpetrate the next enjoyment on me. Meanwhile, my clit burned with need and my pussy seeped crème. I was aroused, but frustrated because I too, needed a climax.

  To my great relief, Danny pulled out. "I'd rather satisfy you too. I'll get a condom."

  I wanted to say, "No, now, fuck me, now," but waited the eternity of thirty seconds until blessed relief came when his shaft glided into my feminine retreat. Finally, the anguish dissipated from movements of his white cock. "That's it baby, fuck me hard. Don't stop. Ooh, you feel so good, better than anyone ever felt."

  He stopped.

  Frustrated, I practically screamed, "What are you doing?"

  "You mean it?"

  "Yes. Better than anyone, now get back to fucking my brains out."

  His thrusts began again, increasing in speed and intensity, I got wetter, and as my juices coated his shaft, he sped up his pace. Soon he pounded me, sliding in and out of me as if possessed.

  As he continued to pummel me he uttered, "You too. You make me feel better than anyone ever has."

  I groaned, loving his total intrusion, arching my back, and elevating my hips for greater access. He thrust his cock to the bottom of my well and ground his pubis into my clit, repeatedly.

  "I love how your pussy sucks at my prick like a vacuum, how it feels as it tightens around me."

  "And I love the way you feel deep inside me, stretching me, filling me, and soothing my desperate need."

  Danny had every nerve of my body sensitized and primed for a delicious climax.

  "Oh, God, baby. I'm coming!" The sensations floated through my mind like debris in a cyclone. A series of undulating waves of tickly, shivery pleasure pulses followed. Building in my loins, the feeling spread outward, increasing in intensity, overpowering me. I screamed the ecstasy of my mind blowing orgasm.

  Danny kept pumping away and suddenly, his breathing sounded different. I perceived a change in the way he moved. Then he began jerking around inside of me and out. "Fuck baby, I'm coming too." He fell on top of me sucking on my nipple and grinding his cock against my mound.

  After a few seconds he relaxed. His body, fully on me, felt comforting. Again, I wanted to hold him, embrace him, but was thwarted by my bonds.

  He rolled off me, undid my blindfold and pulled it away.

  I turned to look at him.

  He smiled that naughty little boy smile at me. "What did you think?"

  I rolled my eyes. "Some portions of it turned me on like nothing else, while other things frustrated me out of my mind."

  He laughed and rolled out of bed. As he started to untie my bonds, he suggested, "Next time. If you'd like, I'll let you tie me up."

  "I just might do that."

  "What would you like to do now?"

  "I'd like to feel something warm and long in my mouth."

  He chuckled. "And I'd like to suck on something warm and supple. Turn on your side and rest your foot on your knee."

  I did as he asked. "Now what?"

  "Mmm, you look hot." He climbed on the bed and crawled until his mouth was at the entrance to my pussy. I gasped as he laved the entrance to my core, then reamed my channel.

  I laughed. "You are so nasty."

  "And you love it." He scooted around on his side until his partially hard cock was there for the taking. "Here's something for you to gnaw on while I steal some more of your tasty crème."

  Danny bent his knee and set his foot on his other knee like I had, even though he didn't need to. As he delved his tongue into my pussy and fingered my clit, I laid on my side stroking and sucking his hardness.

  Unable to view the wondrous things that Danny did between my legs, I concentrated on making him feel good. I enjoyed sucking on Danny's semi-hard manhood and getting it rigid. It gave me a sense of power that I could arouse him with my mouth. I liked having Danny in my mouth and I liked his mouth on me. Danny was getting me worked up all over again.

  His fingers and tongue switched. His fingers now pounded in and out of my wet well as his lips and tongue made love to my swollen bud. It was fabulously luscious.

  I added my fist as Danny moved his shaft in and out of my stationary mouth. On each intrusion my tongue welcomed him, swirling around sensitive underside of his shaft. I wanted to tell him how good his mouth felt on me and how good it felt to have him in my mouth, but my formal upbringing precluded talking with a full mouth. I squeezed his testicles and was pleased when his scrotum puckered and contracted.

  Vibrations from Danny's throaty moans stimulated my clit, and him breathing through his mouth, sucking cool air past my hot clit added to the carnal atmosphere. My extremities were numb and my heart beat so hard I could feel it in my neck and ears. Nothing matter except his cock in my mouth and his tongue in my pussy and fingers on my clit.

  Soon, his member began pulsating in my mouth and he began moving erratically. He groaned when I squeezed his scrotum tighter and spurts of his sexy come hit the roof of my mouth. He pushed his cock to the back of my mouth. The empowering idea that I had caused his climax, brought on my own release.

  I was exhausted. Danny scooted around and we kissed.

  I brushed away a wayward shock of his blond hair from his forehead. "I can taste myself on your tongue."

  Danny kissed the tip of my nose. "Me too."

  I stared into his blue eyes. "Does it bother you?"

  He laughed. "No way. It reminds me of what a fantastic lover you are."

  I smiled. "Why thank you." I raised a solo eyebrow. "You're not so bad yourself--stud." I giggled.

  He chuckled. "I'm just surprised you let me come in your mouth."

  I snickered. "I'm surprised too. No one else has ever done it."

  "No one?"

  I laughed and pushed the tip of his pointy nose with my forefinger. "Not even asshole. You're the first—and last."

  I should never have brought up Lamar. Baby?"

  "What?"

  "Are you for real? I mean are we for real?"

  "What do you mean?"

  "After what happened to me, with Lamar and all, I'm very vulnerable. I can't make a mistake. I need to know that I'm not some fling—some interracial adventure."

  "You would never be that. Here's my vow to you. Stay the way you are. Never change and I will be here for you as long as you want me."

  A warm happy feeling welled up in my chest. I leapt toward Danny, kissing him passionately. I felt a hardness growing between my legs and all of a sudden, wasn't so exhausted anymore. We made love again and again.

  There was no longer any doubt in my mind. I loved Danny Westbrook.

  Chapter Nine - Letta Storm

  My jingling cell phone woke me Wednesday morning. I glanced at the alarm clock and frowned. 7:15. Who the hell? Unfortunately, my phone rested on the far nightstand I reached over lover boy as far as I could.

  He stirred. "What're you doing?"

  "Sorry to bother you. My phone's ringing."

  Danny retrieved the phone.

  "Thanks." I quickly pushed the green button. "Hello."

  An electronically altered voice asked, "Lila?"

  "Yes. Letta?"

  "Shoosh! I have some questions and we need to talk. Meet me at the D
enny's on Colorado Boulevard and Vinedo Avenue at eight. It's just east of the Jack in the Box we met at Wednesday."

  "Ah…I have a certain person with me."

  She hesitated. "You trust him, right?"

  "With my life."

  "Then bring him."

  I ended the call and touched Danny's shoulder. "Baby?"

  "Yes?"

  "That was Letta. She wants to see me and you're coming along."

  He sat up and with an incredulous look on his face, pointed at his bare chest. "Me? I'm coming along?"

  "Ah-huh. We have to hurry. We're supposed to meet her at eight o'clock."

  We pulled in the Denny's parking lot at eight-oh-two. Letta didn't try to jump in the car this time, so I locked the car and we went in. Sitting in a booth, Letta waved when we came in. We sat down, I introduced Danny. Letta this is my boyfriend Daniel Westbrook, my husband's lawyer."

  She laughed as she shook Danny's hand. "This reminds me of the saying that 'politics breeds strange bedfellows.'"

  Danny nodded. "I guess we fit that scenario."

  Letta leaned forward. " Daniel, I've been investigating your client and I have some questions for Lila, but as I told Lila, I investigated you as well."

  Letta paused when the waitress showed up.

  She set down three waters "Hi, I'm Dolly, your waitress. Can I start you with some Denny's coffee?"

  After Dolly poured our coffees and took our orders, she went on her way

  Letta poured cream in her coffee and continued. "As I said, because of my clients interest in you, I conducted a mini investigation on you. I found nothing untoward, but I am curious about something."

  "What's that?" Danny stirred the cream into his coffee.

  "You were engaged to be married eighteen months ago and from what I could tell, your fiancée, Karen Roberts, called the engagement off about two weeks before the wedding."

  "Yeah, so?"

  "Do you know the reason she called it off?"

  "Of course."

  "Could you tell me, us?"

  I'd always been curious about this myself. Danny seemed to be stressing a little, so I held his hand.

  "If you insist."

  "I do."

  "Karen and I used to socialize with Lila and Lamar, often going out to dinner every week or two."

  Danny sipped his coffee, but Letta prompted him. "Go on."

  "Simply put, Karen decided I was in love with Lila, and I couldn't convince her otherwise."

  "Were you?"

  He shook his head. "Maybe." He squeezed my hand. "I am now."

  My heart soared. "I didn't think I was. I used to tell Karen she was confusing affection for love."

  "So you told Karen and yourself you were just fond of Lila?"

  "Yes, I'd always been very fond of her. We'd been fast friends for nine years."

  "All right. I'm satisfied. Thank you Daniel." Her gaze switched to me. "Now, I have some questions for you, Lila."

  "Go on."

  "Are you familiar with a procedure, your husband developed, called pre-operative regenerative therapy IV? Apparently, he gives the patient an intravenous drip of a solution containing certain vitamins and nutrients, which inhibit the bruising and pain associated with many cosmetic surgery procedures."

  "Yes, I'm familiar. It was my idea. I pestered him until he gave in and tested it. When he was finally convinced, I helped him develop the program."

  Letta grew excited and leaned forward. "It was your idea and you helped him develop it?"

  "Yes, what about it?"

  "Ooh, this is even better than I'd hoped. We have your client by the gonads, that's what? Have you ever heard of Progressive Technologies LTD?"

  I shook my head.

  "You should. You're half owner, unless your husband manages to screw you out of it. What a prince he is. It's going to be fun bringing this…"

  "Asshole!" I filled in the blank.

  "Yes, asshole. It's going to be fun bring this asshole down to Earth."

  "What is Progressive Technologies?"

  She eyed Danny. "Do you want to explain it to her?"

  He raised both hands. "Hey, I don't know what you're talking about."

  "He does, but that's all right, I'll explain. Your husband formed Progressive Technologies LTD about six months ago and filed for a patent on pre-operative regenerative therapy intravenous drip. On the strength of that filing and a dozen patient references, he managed to get a venture capitalist to invest fifty million dollars for half interest in the company."

  Discovering my husband had been an adulterer was bad enough, but finding out he was also making business deals behind my back, on my program no less, made me…

  "However, even though the deal is settled, the paperwork hasn't been signed, and won't be until the divorce is finalized."

  I'd love to strangle him. I really would!

  "Once the divorce is granted and the patent is issued they plan to go public with a fifty million share stock offering at ten dollars a share."

  "That's a half billion dollars!"

  "That's right! And if you were still married you would be entitled to half of his half, of a half billion dollar business, which has the potential to make billions."

  "What are we going to do about it?"

  "Right now, even though you knew nothing of Progressive Technologies LTD, by virtue of your community property rights, you are entitled to half of that company. Naturally, he has the company in someone else's name, but we can prove it's his. Therefore it's half yours."

  "Okay, I understand that, but what can we do?"

  "We play hard ball. We tell him what we know, and demand half. Otherwise, we contest the divorce, which his time line won't allow."

  "But I don't want half of his company. I don't want anything to do with him."

  "I know. I don't want a tenth of half of his company either, but he doesn't have to know that."

  Danny waved a hand. "May I jump in?"

  "Sure, I want you to. That's why I asked Lila to bring you."

  "Have you responded to the petition yet?"

  She shook her head. "Not yet. I'd rather know where we're going before responding. That's one of the reasons I wanted to have this meeting."

  "Up to now, Lamar hasn't listed his assets for discovery. I think Lila should list all her assets, both personal and communal. Then submit the list to me through you and ask for a corresponding list from Lamar."

  "Gotcha. He doesn't dare not show everything. Yet he dares not show everything."

  "Bingo. He'll try to come to a settlement without listing his assets."

  "Exactly."

  "Okay, Lila, here's what you do. Go home and make a list of everything you own, which could be considered an asset, including joint property. When it's complete we'll ask your husband to do the same.

  "Now, in regards to your seeing each other every weekend out of town, I don't like it, but it could work. As for communicating with each other, I suggest you both buy new prepaid phones with as little record of yourselves as possible. No real names, no social security numbers. Also sign up for alternate email addresses, again with as little information as possible. Use the new email and phones for any communication other than business. If you get lonely or horny, use the new phone or email.

  "I don't understand. How do emails help if I get horny?"

  Letta laughed. "It's not the emails themselves that will help. It's what you say in those emails that can give you relief."

  I flushed.

  Danny laughed. "It's called phone and cyber-sex. You and I would say titillating things to each other over the phone or instant messaging while massaging our erogenous areas."

  I flushed again. "Could you do that?"

  He reached over and took my hand. "You turn me on so much I could easily do that."

  Letta laughed. "You could do it, too, honey. Now, let's move on. We've already stayed here longer than I like. This ring your husband left. I'm sure he left it there as an ex
cuse to drop in on you anytime he wants. Do you like the ring?"

  "I love it. It's why he bought it."

  "Call him up. Ask him why he left it there and ask if he wants you to mail it back. If he says no, do what you want with it, the ring is yours. If he does want it back, do not invite him back to your place to pick it up. Send it to him via a courier."

  I nodded.

  Letta put her elbows on the table and leaned forward. "Last thing is this job possibility. Are you familiar with the Ramos Clinic?"

  "Yes, we worked together sometimes. While we theoretically did the same thing, our specialties were different, so we'd sometimes refer patients to them and vice versa."

  "Well, I don't see what it would hurt to apply. If they want to hire you, make sure your husband isn't subsidizing any part of your salary."

  "How?"

  Letta slid out of the booth and winked. "Ask. If there isn't anything else, I have to go." Easing over to our side of the booth, she offered her hand to Danny. "Daniel, it was pleasure to meet you and I hope to get to know you better. You and Lila make a lovely couple." She raised a single eyebrow. "Are there any plans?"