by Vela, Ana
She checked her social media networks again to see if there was something as interesting as that exhibition which she could cycle to. She found a post about a free interactive cinema somewhere by Shoreditch. She wasn't quite sure what 'interactive' could mean in this sense but found it sufficiently enticing. Packing a bottle of water and her new fluorescent kit, she set off to see the show; only realising about halfway through the journey that she had forgotten to check a map. But she knew roughly where the place was; sitting up and breathing deeply, she felt confident that she would find it.
The ride took a lot longer than anticipated and Lily was sweating and sore-legged by the time she found the right address. She locked the bike up with the D-lock (another gift from Fred) and staggered towards the entrance; only to be greeted by a crowd of people coming the other way.
"Is this the free cinema show?" she asked a smiling blonde lady as she approached the group.
"Oh! Yes, it was, love - but I'm afraid you've missed it", explained the lady.
Lily's heart sank. She had come all this way, only to miss the very thing she set out to do!
"So much for expecting things from myself", she grumbled. Now what was she going to do? She badly needed to sit down before she could think about cycling again.
"Good evening, madame," said a familiar voice behind her. She turned to find a broad grin flashing at her from beneath a formidable moustache.
"Eugene!" she exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Well I was just on my way home to relax", he smiled, looking her sweaty body up and down, "but things don't have to be too relaxed, if your plans were to coincide with mine…"
He had been very impressed with her control of the bike as they made the short journey through the packed streets to his place. This made her feel much better about missing the show, and she was breathing deeply again as she felt her confidence increase minute by minute. This feeling continued through their companionable sharing of a snack and was still filling her with a glow as they sat together on the bed, eyes flashing lustfully at each other.
"I really enjoyed our experience the other night", Eugene was saying. "Especially seeing such different sides to you. Why don't we explore more…?"
She looked deeply into his chocolatey eyes, wondering what treats he had planned now.
"It was nice surrendering all control for a bit", she admitted in a soft murmur.
"Ah! Yes," agreed Eugene, softly caressing her thighs and moving his hands up her body; stroking every part of exposed skin he could find with delight. Her chest was still sticky from the bike ride and he moved his hands slowly inside her top, sliding them around on her slippery boobs.
"You can let go completely, Lily", he said, putting his hand behind her back and pushing her down onto the bed,
"I'll take care of all of your - needs".
"Ooh, well, ok then," agreed Lily, sinking back onto the bed. She was surprised by how good it felt to relax into Eugene, feeling his manly power. He unstuck her top from her chest and whipped it off, then grinned down at her wickedly.
"You have so much to give, Lily," he smiled, rubbing her all over, making her moan and shiver as she squirmed around on the bed, allowing him access to all of her body. Delighted, he continued to peel off her sweat-imbued clothes, going on, "and I want it all!"
Soon she was wriggling uninhibited by her garments and he continued rubbing her, draping his fingers up and down her thighs; finding her sweaty pussy and adding to its moistness. He was still fully-clothed and she was struck by how potent the effect of this was. It felt almost naughty; a clear imbalance of some kind. His powerful fingers inside her told her that it was an imbalance she could get into enjoying.
He bent and licked her smoothly, guiding his tongue up over her clitoris and along her belly, bringing his head up to face her; eyes shining.
"Lily, I'm going to tie you up again", he said; instantly moistening her further.
"Do it", she murmured, rubbing her naked pussy seductively on the growing bulge in his jeans.
Giggling happily, Eugene reached into the drawer and pulled out the handcuffs, securing her firmly to his head post. She resisted much less than previously; her body remembering the pleasure she had got from the last time she had been attached like this.
"Ooh, Eugene, I've been a naughty girl!" she said. "What are you going to do with me?"
He was rubbing himself all over her; still fully clothed. He bit her ear and stuck his tongue inside, whispering, "I'm going to tie you up some more…"
Standing, he left her on the bed for a moment, on fire with curiosity. He came back clutching a long silk scarf, and grabbing her by the hair he looped it around her face. As her vision began to be obscured, she hesitated, and shook her head, attempting to dislodge him.
"I don't know if I want to not be able to see", she explained. Eugene paused for a second, the scarf draping over her eyes, only half-blinding her for now.
"Oh but I think your character wants it," he whispered enticingly to her. "I think you will really enjoy the sensuality of this particular game". Seductively, he pulled the scarf from her face, trailing it over her body and stroking her with the lustrous fabric. She sighed, closing her eyes to feel the silkiness on her skin.
"I suppose so", she murmured, giving in. She could feel the new openings inside her loosening more and more, pulling her forwards towards…she wasn't sure yet towards what.
Eugene danced the scarf across her face again, tying it tightly so that she could not see at all. Now he began licking her all over, rolling his tongue in electric movements along her whole body; drinking in her sweat enthusiastically. Her sense of feeling was heightened by the scarf and she gasped in pleasure, thrusting herself towards him, or where she sensed that he was. His tongue was sliding sweetly inside her, causing her to convulse as he entered her pussy. All thoughts of resistance were melting away now and she revolved herself around on his mouth, moaning deliciously.
Now she could hear a strange sound; a kind of 'hiss' and a metallic shaking.
"What are you doing?" she asked, and then - "ah!" as she felt something cold and viscous spreading over her thighs.
"You just look so delicious lying there", explained Eugene, "I thought I'd add some extra sweetness…"
She felt his tongue again; warm on the cool substance, sending hot and cold shivers up and down her spine.
He slurped enthusiastically; pushing his tongue again inside her pussy and humming in pleasure, causing her to cry "Mmmmm", as well.
It was fabulously thrilling to be licked in such a mysterious way; and the thrill was intensifying as he continued to push his tongue further inside her. Then she gasped again as she felt a cool creamy squirt jetting right inside her, and Eugene's hot tongue eagerly lapping it.
"It's cream!" she guessed, licking her lips: unhealthy as it was, eating whipped cream was definitely one of her guilty pleasures.
"Oh yeah baby," she heard Eugene from inside her, "and it's not the only thing round here that's gonna cream!"
She giggled, turned on and amused by his manner. He was so open and funny; she was enjoying playing with him very much. Still, though, there seemed to be something missing; as if they were not playing with their full selves. 'I suppose that's the point of acting as a character though', she thought, and then, 'wow!' as Eugene gyrated his tongue in a particularly titillating motion inside her pussy.
"Oh, Lily, I want you to taste this," he cried, grabbing her free hand and pushing it into the cream. She brought it up to her mouth eagerly and licked in delight.
“Now, play with yourself”, he commanded, and she eagerly brought her hand down to her entrance, rubbing the cream all around, and sticking her fingers inside, then gathering the cream and bringing it to her lips, sucking blissfully.
“Wow, what a treat!” she enthused.
“I’ve got more for you,” she heard him growl, and felt something rigid and creamy rubbing her lips. She parted them hungrily, and felt his warm, th
robbing penis smothered in the cool, indulgent cream sliding into her mouth. She engulfed him with vigour, feeling his penis in a new way; contrasted with the cream and her covered sight. It was delicious.
She was still playing with herself while slurping all over his dick; her fingers questing as he rocked backwards and forwards inside her mouth. She felt like she could almost intuit his every move, and was following him closely. She could feel a profound awakening beginning inside her, as all of the little openings slowly grew larger and larger.
Suddenly he whisked his cock from her mouth and she felt his smooth slipping-in; squeezing him tight with her pussy, moaning as he plunged into her, fucking her passionately as she bucked about under him on the bed.
Her sensitivity to him felt heightened by her blindfold to a frenzied point; every thrust sent her shuddering and she felt him penetrating almost to her soul.
Almost, but not quite...as she relaxed onto him, guiding him into her most sensitive places, she began to realise what it was that was yawning open inside her; about to engulf her. Eugene was fucking her with mounting vigour and she reciprocated, as she felt herself letting go completely: of any prejudices; of judgement; of the need to control what is going on. Eugene was grunting in passion; harder and harder they writhed together, and Lily felt the openings inside her increase as she saw clearly through her covered eyes: Eugene was fucking her fantastically, but she was opening for one man and one man alone: Edwin Waterman.
Screaming in blissful realisation, she came frantically, holding another man, not Eugene, inside her.
To be continued...
About the Author
Ana Vela is romantic at heart. Living in Miami with her husband, two sons, and a puppy, she finds time to sneak away at night and live out her fantasies by writing them all down and creating these stories for her faithful readers.
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Other Books by Ana Vela
Lily and the Billionaire: Vol. 1
Lily and the Billionaire: Vol. 2
Anastasia (Vol. 1)
Anastasia: No Strings Attached (Vol. 2)
Anastasia: Executive Perks (Vol. 3)
Anastasia: Whatever It Takes (Vol. 4)
Chat Room Romance
Strip Club Secrets (An Erotika Short)
A Night With My Master (A BDSM Short)
