by Dahlia West
Abby’s eyes flicked to Mark who, not surprisingly, remained passive. She understood his expectation of her was to let loose and perform for a room full of people, but like before, anything that happened with anyone else was strictly Abby’s call.
“Have you been with a woman before?” Lilah whispered.
Abby looked into her pale green eyes and nodded.
Lilah beamed at her. “Can your man play, too?”
Abby’s eyes widened.
“I’ll watch,” Sean declared with a shrug. Clearly it made little difference to him.
Abby nearly laughed. She couldn’t quite picture Mark and Lilah together. Well, she could picture Lilah with a red ass after she attempted to order Mark to eat her pussy. Mark ate pussy, very, very well, but only on his terms. Mark and Lilah together would be like the clash of the titans. Abby wondered if Mark would be able to control his inner dom long enough to come. Mark and Lilah together was a bad idea; however….
Mark shook his head. “I don’t-”
“I watched you last night,” Abby said, interrupting.
Lilah raised an eyebrow. “Any part in particular you really liked?”
Abby nodded. “Can… can you teach me to deep throat? I can’t do it.” She glanced at Mark. “Not properly.”
Lilah handed Abby her own martini glass. “Drink up, dear Abby, and I’ll show you exactly how to please that fine hunk of man you brought with you tonight.”
She took Abby by the hand and crossed the room. Peripherally, everyone seemed aware of them as they made their way toward the ottoman. The couple on it vacated quickly without Lilah even having to say anything. She sat on the edge and pulled Abby down with her. When Mark approached, Lilah grinned up at him and reached for his zipper. “Let’s get a good look,” the blonde announced, unbuttoning Mark’s trousers and tugging them down to his hips. As his cock sprang out, Lilah let out a dreamy sigh. “Gorgeous,” she said.
“Okay, honey, stick your tongue out flat and guide him in. Not much, just the head.” Abby flattened her tongue and sealed her lips around Mark’s now erect cock. “A little deeper,” Lilah coaxed. “Just to the middle. Not too far, not too fast. Nice and slow.” Abby pushed her head forward and felt him slide in her mouth. “Now back out.” This time Lilah pulled gently on her hair, pulling her back, “and in just a little bit farther this time. Almost to the back of the throat.” Abby tensed a little, but moved forward, slicking his cock with her saliva.
“Now all the way, slowly. Breathe out as it’s hitting the back. If you start to gag, swallow hard.” Abby slowly inched forward, feeling his smooth shaft caressing her tongue. She let out the breath she was holding through her nose and as he hit her gag spot, she swallowed furiously. She had to pull back quickly, however. “It’s all right,” Lilah crooned. “Don’t take him all the way out, though, just move back slowly until you stop gagging and try again.” Abby nodded and tried again, this time when she gagged she swallowed. She made a slurping noise as she tried to keep swallowing over and over again. She felt the swollen head at the back, nudging its way down her throat. She pulled back and gasped for air.
Lilah undid the top of her dress, allowing it to fall to her waist, and gently cupped Abby’s tits. “Try again,” she murmured in Abby’s ear. “Go on. Nice and slow. You know how.”
Abby ignored the people that were gravitating toward their little group. Instead she focused on Marks cock and took it in her mouth again. She started with the head; moving down the shaft in a slow and steady up and down motion, taking in another inch every time she slid her mouth back down. Lilah pinched her nipples and she moaned. She took more and more in until she swallowed the last few inches. She breathed in very, very slowly. He smelled like musk, male and powerful.
“Tongue out, breathe through your mouth,” Lilah instructed. Abby forced her tongue out while the cock was still lodged in her throat and found she could breathe easily that way. His pre-cum, mixed with her saliva, dribbled down her chin. It didn’t feel sloppy; it felt wanton. She moaned loudly. Lilah moved beside her, leaning forward and taking Abby’s nipple in her mouth. Abby whimpered softly in her throat as Lilah swirled her tongue around the tight bud.
Abby slid Mark’s cock halfway out and then worked it slowly back in, giving him some friction. Her throat muscles worked diligently to take in every inch, gagging only occasionally and forcing her to start over from the middle. She wanted to do better, make this better for him. She’d wished she’d had more time to practice. It wasn’t working quite like she’d envisioned when she would surprise him on his birthday with the face fucking he wanted.
She reached up and gently took hold of the back of Lilah’s head. The other girl paused from her diligent suckling of Abby’s distended nipple. Abby urged Lilah up. Understanding immediately, Lilah rose up and latched her mouth on Mark’s heavy sac. He groaned loudly. Abby couldn’t deep throat him with Lilah needing room for her task, but she hoped that maybe this would be just as good for him. She slid the cock out to just the head, giving Lilah room to lick and suck Mark’s balls, which she did enthusiastically. Abby set herself to nursing his prick and sucking out all the cum he had for her.
She knew it was time when he put both hands on the side of her head in the heat of the moment. She took his cock out of her mouth, extending her tongue so his head lay on it. She looked up at him and watched him watching himself unload into her hungry mouth. The look on his face told her she’d done the right thing. Abby swirled the thick cream around in her mouth, giving him a good show. Then she loudly gulped it down and opened her mouth again for inspection. Now the look on his face told her if he’d had another load in him, he’d be filling her mouth again immediately.
Chapter 7
Mark zipped up his pants, pulled Abby up by her shoulders, and kissed her deeply. Abby melted in his arms.
He pulled back, smiling down at her before leaning in. “Play with your friend,” he whispered.
Still dazed, Abby didn’t respond, but Lilah took her hand and pulled her gently toward the ottoman. She slowly unzipped the rest of Abby’s dress, pulling it down over her hips and to the floor. Abby’s first instinct was to cover herself, but she fought valiantly to keep her hands at her sides. Lilah wiggled out of her own sundress, giving everyone a good show. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She coaxed Abby to the bed, kneeling beside her and picking up an extra pillow. She directed Abby to lift her hips and Lilah slid the pillow underneath. She spread Abby’s legs wide, giving the crowd an excellent view. It was clear that from club play, Lilah knew a thing or two about performing for an audience.
She slid her hand between Abby’s spread legs and rubbed sensuously. When Lilah’s thumb grazed her clit, Abby began panting. Instinctively she reached up, rubbing her own aching, swollen breasts. Lilah pressed a second finger against Abby’s slick hole and she instinctively spread her legs even further. Lilah’s rhythmic push/pull inside her had her insides pooling with liquid heat. She raised her gaze to see Mark studying her intently, as always. It felt so seductive, having his gaze on her. As with the blow job, she tuned everyone else out and concentrated solely on him. She knew what he liked, what he wanted to see. Mark could see every part of her, inside and out, and knew her deepest, darkest secrets without asking. His eyes glittered with the intensity of his scrutiny.
By this time Lilah was fucking her cunt steadily with several of her fingers. It felt so good against the plug inside her ass.
“Has she ever been fisted?” Lilah asked Mark.
“No,” he replied.
Lilah turned back to Abby, grinning at her. “You’d love it. I have lube in my purse.”
Mark looked at Abby. “It’s your body, Abby. Your call. I know you don’t want me to do it, but Lilah has much smaller hands. She’s right, you might enjoy it.” Abby bit her lower lip and considered it. Mark said, “I’ll take the plug out so it doesn’t interfere.”
“I love it,” Lilah told her. “Sean does it to me all the time. It
took a lot of work to get it right, but it was so worth it in the end. You won’t stay loose, it’ll tighten right back up. I promise.”
Abby nodded slowly. “O- okay. We can try.”
Sean brought Lilah her purse as Mark leaned down over the edge of the ottoman. Pressing one hand to Abby’s stomach, Mark slid out the plug with his other one. Abby closed her eyes as she heard several whispers all around her. “I’d like to get in that ass,” someone murmured. Several other men enthusiastically agreed. Mark laid down beside her, propping himself up on his elbow. As he brushed her hair away from her face, he whispered, “Remember your safe-word, pet.”
Abby nodded while reaching out and taking hold of Mark’s hand. He squeezed it reassuringly.
Lilah lubed up her neatly manicured hand and inserted two fingers into Abby’s cunt. Abby sighed happily. Even the insertion of a third finger only left her feeling full. When Lilah inserted a fourth though, Abby started stretching and she grunted a little. Lilah added more lube with her free hand. Slowly, working in and out of her, Lilah murmured words of encouragement to Abby. “There you go, sweetie,” she coaxed. “Just open right up for me.”
Lilah worked her thumb in. Abby had the overwhelming urge to spread her legs as far apart as they would go. The sensations were strange. There was a bit of a sting as she stretched, but at the same time, being opened that wide caused her clit hood to spread and the cool air on her exposed nub made her horny as hell.
“Oh yeah,” someone said encouragingly. “Get it right up in there. Oh fuck yes.”
Abby took a deep breath and spread her legs further.
“Try and fuck it into you,” Lilah advised. “At your own pace.”
Abby pushed her hips into the hand. The stretch was tough, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as the anal plug training had been, she thought. Mark kissed her forehead. “You’re doing so well, pet. I’m so proud of you.”
Lilah poured on even more lube and then the stretch became a burn. “Oh!” Abby cried out.
“Easy, it’s okay,” Lilah told her.
Abby whimpered again.
“It’s gonna be okay. This is the hard part”, Lilah said. “My thumb. It gets so much easier after that. Just relax and fuck Abby. Just like you’re fucking your man’s cock. Take it all into you, an inch at a time.”
Abby spread her legs more. She closed her eyes. “Sir!” she cried out. Mark squeezed her hand. “It’s almost there, pet. Just relax and get filled up. I’m here. Be a good girl and take it all for me.”
At his words her pussy contracted and released, allowing Lilah’s hand to slide all the way in. Abby cried out loudly.
“Damn!” a woman’s voice called out.
“God that’s sweet,” someone replied.
“Mmm,” Mark said into her ear. “So good, pet, so good. It’s in now. You’ve got it. So full baby. My little pet is all filled up.”
Abby kept rocking her hips into Lilah’s hand. Part of the reason she didn’t want to be fisted was that it sounded, to her, like being punched in the cunt. But Lilah wasn’t punching. When her hand was fully inserted, she slowly flexed it, opening and closing. “Sir, Sir!” she panted. Mark leaned in and kissed her deeply, reaching down and squeezing her clit at the same time. Abby came suddenly, screaming into his mouth. She felt dizzy and full and satisfied and, of all things, triumphant. She winced a little as Lilah slowly slid her hand back out, but Mark was grinning at her. “You did it, pet.”
“It was so good,” she said hoarsely as the onlookers actually applauded her.
Lilah grinned, too. “I know. There’s nothing else like it. Not even a dildo.” Lilah crawled up beside Abby and kissed her fully on the lips. “I’m soaked just from watching you enjoy it so much,” the girl whispered.
Abby reached out and pulled Lilah to her, kissing her again. She rubbed her friend’s breasts and belly. “Lilah?” she whispered. “Do you want Mark to do it to you? He knows how.”
Lilah pulled back, looking at Mark and then back at Abby. “If that’s okay.”
“Abby are you sure?” Mark asked. She nodded. Mark looked at Lilah. “And your boyfriend? He’s okay with this?” Mark glanced at Sean who’d taken back his seat. The other man nodded.
“I’m willing,” Mark declared. “It might be good for you to see someone do it, Abby. But we need to discuss it. You need to remember your safe-word.”
Abby’s eyebrows knitted together. “Why do I need my safe-word?”
Lilah stroked Abby’s hair. “Have you ever seen your man play with someone else before?”
Abby shook her head.
“The first time can be strange. You feel like you’re ready, but you can change your mind quickly. If you start to feel upset or jealous, or it just doesn’t feel right, then you say so and we stop, okay? Trust me. I’ve been playing a long time and all kinds of people can get upset, newbies, lifestylers. Sometimes people who’ve been playing for years just suddenly don’t feel right about a certain person or a certain situation. It’s okay to say no, Abby. He’s your man. It’s your relationship. Protect it.”
Abby thought she would be okay. Mark had watched her get fingered before by Sabrina and tonight with Lilah. It might be different with opposite sex partners, though. She had no way of knowing for sure. Mark wasn’t interested sexually in Lilah and that made her feel comfortable. He was more interested in Abby watching and learning from it. And Lilah loved fisting and she’d helped Abby with the deep throat blow job.
“I think it’ll be okay,” she told them both.
Abby and Lilah traded places. “Thanks for helping with the blow job,” Abby said, tracing her fingers over Lilah’s tummy. “I wanted it to be special for him.”
Lilah grinned. “No problem. Watching you two was hot.” She kissed Abby playfully as Mark settled himself between her legs.
“I’m assuming you’ve done this enough to know what feels normal and what doesn’t,” he said to Lilah. She nodded. “Do you like cervical stimulation?”
“Only if I’m really, really turned on,” Lilah replied.
Mark nodded his understanding and slid one hand along Lilah’s thigh. She shuddered in anticipation. Abby knelt next to Mark and watched him slowly rub Lilah’s lower belly, working his way down to her clit. He rubbed it with the heel of his hand and Lilah wiggled her hips appreciatively. He slid a finger in her, then two, and with his free hand added lube. Abby watched as he pushed in three fingers, working them in and out in a slow, deliberate motion. He then added his pinky before folding his thumb in. More lube was applied and then Abby was amazed. After just a few attempts, the whole fist slid right in. Lilah gasped and moaned, moving her hips. Mark’s hand seemed huge to Abby, but Lilah was loving it. It must go back to normal size, Abby thought, because she’d fingered Lilah herself before and she hadn’t been loose or sloppy.
Mark twisted his hand in a way Lilah hadn’t done to Abby and the lithe blonde thrashed and groaned with passion. He twisted again, in both directions, rather than moving it in and out of her. “Abby, your friend isn’t ready for more. Help her.”
Abby crawled up and slanted her mouth over Lilah’s. She licked her pretty friend’s bottom lip before sliding her tongue into her hot, wet mouth. She pinched one nipple, then the other. Lilah cried out loudly, but Abby knew it couldn’t have been from anything she’d done. She looked back at Mark. “What are you doing to her?”
“Rubbing her cervix with my finger. It has thousands of nerve endings, more than the clit. Some women can’t take it because it’s too much stimulation. Others love it.”
“Oh God, more!” Lilah demanded. Obviously she was in the latter category, Abby thought.
Mark must have provided the ‘more’, because Lilah started screeching from a powerful orgasm. Abby pressed her mouth over the impassioned woman’s to muffle her sounds.
As Lilah came down from her endorphin rush, Abby cuddled against her.
“He is amazing,” Lilah panted.
Abby smiled. “H
e’s good at everything.”
Mark pulled Abby up off the ottoman so Sean could join his girlfriend. While Lilah was ready for more, Abby was totally spent. She robotically stepped into her dress for Mark, allowing him to tug it up over her hips. As he pulled up the zipper, a middle aged man with salt and pepper hair appeared before her. He grinned down at her. “You need to come back and see us, Red.” The enthusiastic nods of the people behind him told her he wasn’t the only who felt that way.
Mark put his arm around Abby’s shoulders and guided her toward the door. “Good night,” he told the older man. Abby leaned against him heavily as they walked. When the door opened, the blast of summer heat made her forehead bead with sweat.
The bouncer grinned at them. “Must have been a good night,” he remarked as they made their way to their car.
Mark lifted her into the passenger seat of the Hummer, kissing her fiercely as he snapped the seat belt at her hip. “I fucking love you,” he told her. His fingers on her cheek were soft and gentle and at odds with his rough tone. “Now do you believe me?” he demanded.
Abby had to think what he meant before she could answer. Finally, she nodded.
Mark’s lips brushed over hers. “You’re beautiful. You’re sexy. And you belong to me.”
Chapter 8
Abby turned into the gravel lot of Burnout and pulled up directly in front of the garage bay instead of parking in one of the spaces to the side. She climbed out of the Camaro and stepped up onto the solid concrete of the work area. Shooter was closest to the open door and nodded curiously at her as she ventured inside.
“Need some parts for your car?” he asked.
Before Abby could reply, Emilio came up just behind him and said, “I got a part for you, Abby. It’s big and hard and goes all night as long as its got lube.” He grinned at her. “And you don’t gotta call me ‘Sir’ or nothing,” he said suavely before attempting to lean against the tool cart next to him. His hand slid off the surface, causing his hip to crash into it sending stainless steel hardware scattering everywhere. “Damn it!” he barked.
