“Show me,” Blake said.
“How…”
Blake walked over to my dresser. He opened the bottom drawer. Yes…he knew what was in there—all my sex toys and erotic accoutrements. I’ve always been a very sexual person and over the years I have accumulated a wide array of exotic enhancements and fun accessories. Blake and I had used them many times. It was sometimes fun to experiment and see what else we could come up with to do to each other’s bodies.
He pulled out a medium sized vibrator. He turned it on, and it began to vibrate in his hand. The sound was amplified by the total silence in the house. The darkness in the bedroom seemed to enhance the effects of the sound even more.
Blake handed the vibrator to me.
“Pleasure yourself,” he commanded. “I want to watch.”
I did as I was told. I loved it when he commanded me what I needed to do. The sound of his voice was strong, authoritative. It was exactly what I craved in the bedroom. I loved to be in charge, sometimes, but when it came to pleasures of the flesh, I often enjoyed relinquishing control even more.
The vibrator was thick and smooth, buzzing heavily in my hand. Blake had turned it on the maximum setting, which I usually liked to build up to. And he knew that. But he wanted me to start off at the top, before I was ready. Ok… I could do that.
I placed the toy against my pussy and instantly felt the vibrations rocketing through me, shivering my inner walls and highlighting all of my secret, special pleasure spots, lighting them up like stars in the sky.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I pressed the vibrator deeply inside myself. It was too much. My mind did not know how to deal with it, and I began to hyperventilate slightly. There was just too much pleasure, too much sensation. But I knew it would normalize and level off.
I just had to hang in there.
After a few seconds of moving the vibrator in and out of my tight cunt, my pleasure began to steady, and I was able to breathe better. I opened my eyes. Blake was smiling slightly. He loved every single second of this, didn’t he? I could tell, and it brought my excitement up to an even higher level. I loved to please him. That was often enough to get me off, just knowing how much satisfaction I was giving to the man I loved.
“Pull your legs over your shoulders,” Blake commanded.
I leaned back farther and let my legs follow. It was an awkward position to hold, especially while I was still fucking myself with the vibrator, but I did as instructed. This allowed my toy to slide even deeper inside of me. It felt fantastic. I knew that I would come soon this way. Was that what he wanted? Did he want me to come hard for him?
Yes, that was the ticket… that’s what I would do. Oh… fuck…
I was pounding myself now with the vibrator. I was gushing wetness so much that I was struggling to hang onto it.
I glanced at Blake. He had taken his pants off and was now standing there before me stroking his hard cock. The sight of his dick in his hand sent me another jolt of pure lust and my hand began to move even faster to plow my pussy as deep as I could go.
Blake lowered himself down beneath me; his face was now right in front of my crotch as I worked the vibrator in and out of my wetness. He was licking his lips. I could see the lust increasing on his face. He took several deep breaths to inhale my scent.
“Yeah…that’s it, baby…” Blake said. “Show me how much you want this.”
“Yes!” I moaned. I was going to come. I knew it. It was right there.
“Do it. I want to see it,” Blake said.
“Fuck!” I moaned as I came hard on the dildo. I felt my pussy gushing as I tried to keep hold on the object of my orgasm and pump harder and harder. But after a few earthquake shuddering moments I found myself unable to manipulate the vibrator and it fell down beneath me as my legs came down to the bed as I lay there panting and gasping.
I’d never gotten myself off that good before.
Suddenly, Blake’s mouth was on me. His tongue—oh, his sweet, delicious tongue—was probing deeply inside my walls, as if scooping up every single droplet of my juices and bringing them into his mouth. He was groaning louder along with his growing cock. It was primed and ready, like a warrior ready for battle. And I knew the type of battle that lay ahead of it.
I wasn’t sure I could come again, but I had a feeling that if Blake released his huge load inside of me that anything was possible. And I wanted the chance to find out.
“Fuck me!” I said.
His tongue felt terrific, but I wanted his cock inside me. I’d been thinking of it since our argument the other day. I had to get him inside of me right now. Only then would I feel complete.
Blake ignored my request. His tongue was busy, and he was deeply locked into his beast mode of oral pleasure. And I was not going to deny him.
He pressed harder into my pussy with his tongue, probing even deeper, stretching as far up inside me as he possibly could. I grabbed his head and pressed my hips into his face to make it even stronger for him. I couldn’t hold back the gasp or the quiver that rolled through my body as it set off a few aftershocks of orgasm rocketing through my sensitive core.
Blake reached up with his big, meaty hands and took one of my large, tits in hand and squeezed nice and firm. I giggled with pleasure. He knew exactly how to touch me. My breasts have always responded best to strong pressure and sensation. That was what I needed.
I felt the beginnings of another climax coming up within me, but I hoped I could hold it off a bit longer.
Blake released me and leaned back from the bed. He was laughing now with my juices rolling down his chin.
“Wow, you taste so sweet,” he said.
“Well, come and get some more,” I said motioning him with my index finger.
Blake took his hand and rubbed his cock a few strokes. It was so hard. The skin was stretched tight and thin, and the veins were now popping out of it everywhere. Oh, so delicious.
He could see my eyes dialing in on his dick and Blake smiled at me.
“Oh, you like that?” He asked.
“Fuck yeah...” I moaned.
“Would you like a taste?”
“Yes!”
I suddenly wanted him in my mouth even more than I wanted him in my tight pussy.
“Lay down,” Blake said.
“What?” I asked, toying with him.
“Lay down, now…” Blake commanded.
I smiled. “Yes, master…”
Blake chuckled. He always got a kick out of it when I pretended to be his sex slave.
I did as I was instructed. I was now laying down flat. Blake walked around the other side of the bed and grabbed my shoulders to turn me so that my head was facing that way. I had a sneaking suspicion of what he had in mind.
He reached out and stroked my face gently. The tingles that touch elicited were amazing, rolling from my face, down my neck into my upper spine. Then they branched out from there. My whole body often felt so close to orgasm when Blake just barely touched me, especially right after I’d just climaxed. I stayed in that heightened area and it was amazing.
Blake stood over me still stroking his cock. It was so close to my face, I could smell it. I wanted it badly, but Blake was toying with me. The anticipation was delicious, as I knew his cock would be.
“I know you want it,” Blake said. “Show me.”
“Give it to me,” I said. I smiled and opened my mouth.
Blake leaned forward and shoved his cock down my waiting throat. My body instantly wanted to gag as his mushroom tip slid into the back of my throat, but I relaxed and let it happen. Then I was fine. I was more than fine. I was serene, peaceful, and I felt like a part of my life that had been missing was finally locked into place. I closed my eyes and just tasted Blake’s sweet flesh as he moved his cock slowly in and out of my mouth.
His hips were bucking up and down, feeding his cock to me in a steady, controlled rate of speed. The taste of his sweet head made my head want to explode with pure
bliss. It was wonderful. I had never had anything this fulfilling in my mouth before. I’d always enjoyed giving head, but with Blake there was an emotional component that turned it into an act of love, and a selfish act of need for myself.
Blake began to press his dick down hard and firmly into my throat, pausing at the bottom so that I could enjoy the full magnitude of his size and taste every single inch of him going in and out. His large, luscious sack rested on my nose as he came down. I was breathing steadily through my nostrils, inhaling every single drop of his beautiful scent.
Blake pulled out of my mouth and let it stand above me. It was hard, wet, and glistening with my spit.
“Get on your knees, baby,” Blake ordered.
I did as he commanded and braced myself as he climbed behind me and bent me over. Blake shoved his hard dick into my waiting, dripping wet pussy. I was so sensitive, so tight that I thought I might come within the first ten thrusts or so, but I held on and eventually locked into a rhythm with him. I was lying flat on my chest, letting my large tits absorb the impact on the bed as he continued to pound harder and harder into me.
Blake grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed and stuffed it under me suddenly. I was now being propped up as if he had me bent over something. I closed my eyes and just waited for the ultimate in pleasure, which Blake delivered to me.
It wasn’t long before he came hard inside of me. I could feel it. His dick was getting even harder, his thrusts became less fast and more concentrated as well. And his moans were getting louder. Towards the end, he put his face right by my ear as he pumped his huge cock into my wet pussy and prepared to paint my inner walls with his special juice.
“Do it!” I growled.
I was so close to coming again myself. I was ready for it. My orgasm had been building for so long and now it was there. I was going to come hard and fast, probably even harder and faster than the first epic orgasm had been with the vibrator.
“Fuck!” Blake yelled as he came hard inside of me. I could feel the explosion of his cock, and the rush of his load as it collided into my own body, which reacted by triggering my own rushing orgasm.
I saw nothing for a moment. I wasn’t sure if I had my eyes closed, or if I was just that rocked, but I could see nothing except total darkness until the stars came. But I felt pure bliss, a rush like nothing else I’d ever experienced.
My toes were clenching, my teeth were gnashing, and sweat was pouring down my body. Every muscle I had was screaming at me to let go and to remove myself from onslaught that was almost too much to take, but I held on.
And I was glad I did.
Afterwards we laid there in bed, both of us covered in sweat and holding each other. I could smell the sex in the air. It was musky, with a tinge of sweetness on top of it.
“Blake,” I said.
“Yeah, baby.”
“I love you so much.”
And I did. I knew right then that there was nothing that he could ever do or tell me that would change that. As long as he didn’t betray my love with another, we would always be together. I would stick by him no matter what.
“I love you too, babe,” Blake said. “I always will.”
He kissed me softly on the neck.
As we fell asleep together, I felt fine about everything going on. It was all going to be ok. No matter what secrets Blake might be hiding, I was sure I could deal with them.
I knew I would, no matter what.
But deep down, I still wondered.
What wasn’t he telling me?
Chapter Five
Blake
The house had possibilities. That was about all I could say about it.
I walked through the outdated kitchen with the ugly cabinet design, old wallpaper, which grossly enough, matched the ugly tile floors. Who had ever thought this was a good idea? It was like the ugliest pattern I may have ever seen, and in my line of work I had looked at hundreds of houses and properties over the past few years. So, that was saying something.
With my knuckles, I rapped against the wood. It sounded cheap and flimsy-almost hollow. It was like cardboard. Not a good, stable wood that gave you confidence in your cabinetry for years to come, that was for sure.
I sauntered out of the kitchen and into the living room. It was small and cozy, but it reminded me of another bedroom and not a living room. The window was too small to let in much natural light and the wall that separated it from the kitchen was so unnecessary. Yep, this place had great bones, but it was going to take a lot of work to put it together right.
Still, I thought the possibilities outweighed the amount of work that was involved, and I was ready to commit. I just didn’t want Darcy to know that yet. I still had a bit of wiggle room with the price and I wanted to talk her down about ten grand. I was not being unreasonable about this but knowing Darcy, she would be a tough one to crack.
“So, what do you think?” Darcy asked.
I had carefully constructed my poker face even stronger today than I normally did because Darcy knew me. She knew me very well, you could say. In fact, she knew me intimately. Darcy and I had dated a while back, briefly for a month or so. When we both realized we were too driven with our careers to ever have a relationship, we agreed to stay friends. But that did not mean we didn’t enjoy the occasional fun roll in the sack.
Of course, all that had stopped the moment I met Tina. I always suspected that Darcy regretted that. We had great sex together and Darcy was a nympho. She didn’t like the idea of letting one of her favorite playmates go so easily. Ever since then she had been dropping ideas of trying to lure me away for a nice getaway or even just to celebrate when something good happened to one of us in our careers.
She was a strong relentless woman. I would have cut ties with her altogether, but we did great business together.
“It’s not bad,” I said. “But I’m not sold on it yet.”
Darcy twiddled her thumbs together and then gave me the squinty look she had when she was putting together some ideas. She was sure I’d be dying to do something with this place, I could tell, but I was really kind of neutral about it. I thought it was definitely something I could flip and make a good profit from, but I was fine walking away from it too.
“Ah, you are playing hardball. I like that,” Darcy said with a grin.
I couldn’t help but notice how hot she looked when she smiled just that way. She was so sexy, but there was no way in hell she was going to ever seduce me again. That was something she had to get used to. A lesser man might have given into the temptation, like Dane perhaps. I was sure Darcy and he had hooked up on occasion, but Dane would never have told me. Even now, he was probably still convinced that I had feelings for Darcy that would never go away. But I’d told him time and time again that it was over and there would never be anyone else for me. I was a thousand percent committed to Tina.
“No, I’m just giving you my honest feeling,” I said looking away as I walked up the stairs to the second floor. The stairway was nice, but too tight and constricting. Plus, a few of the steps acted like they needed to be replaced, as they wobbled under my weight. It was an older house; there were a lot of repairs that needed done, just to bring it fully up to code.
Darcy followed me up to the second floor. I walked down the hall and stopped at the master bedroom. It was a large room with a small bathroom attached to it. I would have figured that the master bathroom would be bigger than that, but this was what it was.
“So, how’s the little woman?” Darcy asked me when I came out of the bedroom. She was standing at the top of the stairs leaning seductively against the banister.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Well, I heard through the grapevine that you were engaged,” Darcy said. “Congratulations.”
“Thanks,” I said. “Who did you hear that from?”
“Oh, you know the talk that goes on in our little real estate circles.”
I smiled and gave her a nod. “Yeah, I do.”
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br /> I started to walk past her to the other bedrooms when Darcy grabbed my tie and stopped me. She was now standing very close to me.
“I hope she realizes what a lucky woman she is,” Darcy said.
“I think I’m pretty lucky myself, actually.”
She clicked her teeth together. “I never thought I’d see the day, Blake Maynard getting married. That just doesn’t seem like you.”
I laughed. “I guess you know so much about me.”
Darcy looked deeply into my eyes. She was very serious. Her lips were a little pouty. She bit them intermittently, giving them a slight lick as well. It was so seductive. I found myself getting a bit turned on.
I pulled my tie away and took a large step back with a smile.
“Sorry, but that is not going to happen,” I said.
Darcy laughed. “What? What isn’t going to happen?”
“You know what, “I replied.
“Ah, you think I’m coming on to you?”
“That was the feeling, yeah. Don’t play coy.”
“Ok, what if I was?” Darcy asked.
“Well, like I said. It can’t happen. You’ve been trying to get me back in bed ever since I told you we couldn’t do it anymore when I started dating Tina.”
Darcy giggled. “Ah yes. Tina… the teacher… that is so sweet. Or is she still a schoolgirl?”
“Fine, this is over,” I said.
I walked down the stairs quickly and headed towards the door. Darcy was suddenly there. I heard her feet flying down the steps, as she kicked off her heels. She then pressed her body against the front door and barricaded me from leaving.
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