by Robin Gideon
“Yes,” Caleb said. With his free hand he tried to adjust the erection in his jeans a bit to make its containment less uncomfortable, but his effort was futile. He was much too big and way too hard to be at all comfortable. He watched as Lydia’s eyes flared appreciatively as she watched his efforts. “As you can see, it would be an obvious lie to say I hadn’t missed you.”
“Oh, my,” Lydia said, taking slow, barefooted strides across the room. “Perhaps I can be of some assistance.”
Nick moved so that his shoulder nearly touched Caleb’s. He, too, had an enormous erection tenting his slacks.
“You’ve been a very bad woman,” Nick said in that special Dom tone that Caleb now could recognize instantly. “Get down on your knees. Now. Don’t make me have to tell you twice.”
My balls ache I want her so much.
Lydia got down on her knees, and Nick walked around behind her. He said, “Crawl over to him. Take his cock out, Lydia. Take it out and show me how much of it you can fit in your mouth. If it’s not as much as I expect of you, you’ll be punished.”
The words Nick spoke, and the visual stimulation of looking down at Lydia on her hands and knees crawling toward him, were nearly enough to make Caleb come in his jeans. He watched, heart hammering in his chest, as she unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans, then pulled the zipper down. When she worked the denim down to the tops of his thighs, his cock sprang out. Caleb let out a low groan of relief at finally having his cock freed.
“Now suck it, Lydia. Make love to his cock with your mouth.” Lydia reached for Caleb’s cock, but Nick said quickly, “Use only your mouth. This is a blow job. You’re not some teenager giving away hand jobs to keep your silly boyfriend happy without putting your pussy in play.”
Caleb had never wanted anything as much as he did the sight and feel of Lydia’s red lips surrounding his cock. He stared hungrily down at her as she leaned slowly toward him, opening her mouth wide while she was still several inches away. She took the entire crown of his cock into her mouth before tightening her lips around the shaft.
“Oh, damn,” Caleb said quietly, his hand tightening around the now-empty bottle of beer.
A twitch worked its way down his spine, causing him to thrust his hips forward, driving his cock to the back of Lydia’s mouth. She sputtered briefly when her throat was nearly penetrated, and though Caleb wanted to apologize, he knew it would shatter the erotic D/s ambiance Nick had so quickly and skillfully crafted.
* * * *
Lydia hadn’t expected Nick to turn on his Dom persona, but once he had, she wasn’t disappointed. The sound of his voice almost instantly made her pussy slick with honey, and the urge to pinch her own nipples while she sucked on Caleb’s big cock was nearly overpowering. Leaning toward Caleb, she nibbled with her lips on his shaft while working her tongue against the underside, taking him to the opening of her throat, then rotating her face around the erection.
“Good, Lydia,” Nick said, standing so close behind her that she could almost feel his body heat. “When you suck his cock, look up into his eyes. He’ll want to see how pretty you are with his cock in your mouth.”
She did as commanded. She felt fresh cream moistening the lips of her pussy, her body responding to Caleb’s ostentatiously masculine good looks. To look into Caleb’s eyes was to see into his soul. Lydia knew she was the inspiration for the lust that coursed through his veins, and it made her want to pleasure him in every way possible.
“Now suck his balls, Lydia.” Nick’s command was low, threatening. “Do a good job of it or I’ll spank that beautiful ass of yours.”
The threat brought still more honey to her slit, and Lydia suspected that, since she didn’t have panties on, if Nick kept talking to her that way, she’d end up with cream trickling down the inside of her thighs. To be dominated by these men was an aphrodisiac that always worked on Lydia’s taboo fantasies.
“Before you start, I want you to strip. I want my submissive to be naked.”
Lydia removed the slip, pulling it quickly over her head then tossing it aside as though wearing it had been disdainful. Then she moved forward, turning her head slightly to the side to get beneath the long, jutting cock to reach Caleb’s balls. She drew them, one at a time, between her lips, sucking tenderly and working her tongue against the sack.
As she pleasured Caleb, she wondered how lewd she looked. She was slavishly on her knees, completely naked in front of a powerfully built and completely clothed man. Her status as a submissive would be immediately recognizable to anyone who saw her.
She took her time with Caleb, in no hurry to have this erotic encounter progress to its next logical step, and she certainly didn’t want it to come to a conclusion. By the time she’d finished with his balls and was licking her way up the shaft toward the head, she could hear Nick removing his clothes and dropping them to the floor.
She was flicking her tongue against Caleb’s slit in the crown when fingers pushed into her hair, then tightened into a fist.
“Deeper,” was all Nick said as he began pushing and pulling Lydia, forcing her to take the hard flesh deep into her mouth, then pulling her back so that she released it completely. He stepped so that he stood near her shoulder, and pulled her closer with her hair. “Now me.”
Despite the earlier command to not use her hands, Lydia reached up to wrap her fingers around the twin shafts as Nick filled her mouth with his arousal. She made soft, whimpering sounds in her throat of feminine desire and surrender as Nick guided her movements, manhandling her with the skill of a master Dom, her hair wrapped around his fingers.
“Deeper,” Nick said with a groan, the plump crown of his cock wedged threateningly against the back of Lydia’s mouth.
She struggled to take him into her throat, but her body resisted, and then suddenly the breath gushed from her lungs. Nick instantly pulled her backward, releasing the pressure, and Lydia sputtered for a moment before she regained her composure. She turned her watery gaze up to Nick and saw concern in his eyes, and though he was trying to maintain his Dom persona, she could tell he was afraid he’d crossed a boundary line.
“I’ll do better next time,” Lydia said softly. “Will you let me try?” She saw the relief shine in his eyes, and Lydia was pleased that their erotic game wasn’t going to end anytime soon. In a soft, submissive voice, she added, “Please?”
She almost smiled—almost, but she was able to suppress it—when Nick pulled her toward his cock again. Joyously, she drew a firm suction on his unyielding flesh, his masculine essence making her clit tingle and the lips of her pussy throb with hunger.
Reaching up, she cupped his balls in the palm of her right hand and gave them a firm squeeze as she blindly reached out for Caleb. A moment later, a big hand wrapped around her wrist and guided her to a cock that literally pulsed with lust.
Mine. All mine.
When Nick released the hold he had on her hair, Lydia turned her attention toward Caleb. She saw that he had removed his clothes. He was a visual treat for her to be standing in his naked glory. She took his cock into her mouth and bobbed a half dozen times, then began alternating after several seconds of pleasuring, keeping both men intensely aroused. The low, throaty groans of desire that rumbled out of her lovers let her know the effect her joyously performed fellatio was having on them.
“Bed,” Nick said, his tone constricted with lust. “I need you in bed.”
Lydia had to tamp down the urge to literally run to the king-size bed. She reached the edge of the bed and turned to face her men, but not for long. With a push on her shoulder, Nick sent her tumbling backward onto the mattress. He was instantly at her side, his left forearm beneath her head as he caressed her breasts with his right hand and simultaneously delivered a breath-stealing kiss. She was just beginning to swirl her tongue with his when she felt Caleb put his hands on the insides of her knees, spreading them wide before bringing his mouth to her pussy.
I’ve got it sooo flippin’ good.
/> “Sweetness,” Caleb said, his lips still nuzzling Lydia’s pussy as he spoke. “I could spend an hour eating you and it wouldn’t be enough to satisfy me.”
Nick turned slightly, and though he stopped stimulating her mouth with his kisses, he transferred his attention to Lydia’s peaked nipples, sucking lightly on one and then the other as she moaned and squirmed on the big bed, her legs dangling over the side of the mattress.
Lydia closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She felt the approach of a climax, but it was coming at her slowly. She smiled, enjoying the gentle sucking of both her left nipple and her clit while fingers tugged and twisted her right nipple, and a finger slipped back and forth between the lips of her pussy.
In a vague, hazy way, Lydia realized that the D/s role-playing had come to an end. Her men now seemed determined to give her their entire focus, with her pleasure being paramount to them.
An hour ago three young men fucked me. I sucked their cocks and they came all over my breasts and stomach. Now I’ve got two of the greatest men in the world showering me with attention. I’m the luckiest woman on the planet.
She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling of the luxury hotel. She felt drunk, though she wasn’t even a little bit tipsy. What had intoxicated her senses was the awareness that, in less than ninety minutes’ time, she had been caressed by five men, with three of those men being in their very early twenties.
None of this would have happened to me if not for Nick and Caleb. I never would have dreamed of being in a ménage relationship. I never would have even noticed those Brits, much less fucked them. They’re too young for me…but that’s why my men got them for me. They know more about what I need than I do.
Her slowly swirling thoughts came to an abrupt end when, quite unexpectedly, Lydia’s insides began to clench, and the first contraction of a climax gripped her. With her arms outstretched, she clutched at the bedspread and shivered through an orgasm that seemed to last for minutes, but was really only a couple seconds.
“W–Wait,” she said breathily, when the spasms had ended. “My God, you men sure know how to make a girl explode. I thought the top of my head was going to come right off.”
Their low, rumbling chuckle of triumph delighted her. But they didn’t give her much time to compose herself. Moving so they were on either side of her, they gently but firmly pulled her until her head and shoulders were up on several pillows against the headboard, and she was in the middle of the big bed.
“That won’t be the last time you come,” Caleb said.
When she looked at him, she saw that his lips and chin were glistening with her cream. It was sexy for her to know where his mouth had just been.
“If there’s a tally of climaxes somewhere, I can’t imagine how many I now owe you two.” She felt lethargic with postorgasmic lassitude. “Do what you want with me. I haven’t any strength or willpower left. Take me however you want me.”
“I intend—” Nick said.
“We intend,” Caleb cut in sharply.
“Yes, we intend to do precisely that.” Nick moved so that he was between Lydia’s knees, with his legs folded beneath himself. He slipped his hands under her knees to raise and spread them, then moved closer. “Your pussy’s an addiction to me, but I don’t want to be cured.”
As she felt her delicate labia stretching, yielding to accommodate the bulbous crown of Nick’s cock, Lydia issued a long, quavering sigh and whispered, “I so fucking love you guys.” After a moment she added, “And your cocks.”
She looked down between the mounds of her breasts to watch the hard, unyielding length of Nick’s cock sliding into the temple of her femininity. Hardly had Nick penetrated her fully when Caleb straddled her with his knees, his thick, hard cock pointing straight at her mouth.
“Feed me,” she whispered, and Caleb did exactly that.
Lydia closed her eyes as one cock filled her pussy and another filled her mouth. She felt utterly helpless, completely overwhelmed by masculine power. Caleb’s muscular thighs surrounded her, pinning her arms to her sides, and Nick’s lean torso was working to and fro between her thighs. At first the men did not coordinate their thrusts, but soon they were simultaneously driving deeply into her body, then withdrawing in unison. For a moment Lydia feared that she hadn’t been told the truth, that her men had, in fact, shared a lover before. But then she realized that they were just highly skilled artisans of sensuality. It would be only natural that they’d understand instinctively just exactly how to coordinate their movements to give her the maximum amount of pleasure.
“She’s been such a bad, bad girl.” Nick’s tone had once more switched to the Dom persona. “Fucking those young Brits. Sucking their cocks right in front of us.”
“She deserves a spanking,” Caleb said, and then to prove his dominant position, pushed his cock to the back of Lydia’s mouth and kept it firmly pressed there.
Lydia tried to retreat to release some of the pressure against her throat. The pillows allowed for some movement, but not enough to get complacent. She had been worried that they were going to slowly and deliberately make love to her, but that wasn’t what she wanted for this evening. The Doms were once again forcing her submission.
Uh-oh. Now they’re really going to fuck me. Hard.
She once again clutched the bedcover in her hands, though this time her arms were trapped to her sides by Caleb’s legs, and the head of his cock was sliding over her tongue on its way to the back of her mouth.
Lydia felt the slowly building tension, the heightening passions that had evolved from desire to lust, and was now building to something beyond that.
I’ll give them anything. I want to be as satisfying for them as they are for me.
This rather rational thought quickly gave way to more fevered thoughts when Nick thrust his cock deep into her pussy, slapped her on the ass, and announced loudly enough that his words might have been heard outside of the hotel room, “This bad little girl needs to be punished!”
For an instant—but for no longer than that—Lydia experienced fear. The position she was in left her little defense, no chance of retreat, and the men she was with were big and powerful. She had worked them into a lusty frenzy that she had intended, but one which she now wasn’t certain she could control.
Lydia came a second time when Nick began rubbing her clit with his thumb as he worked his cock in and out of her pussy. Lydia’s voluptuous body bucked on the bed during her orgasm, but throughout it neither of her lovers ceased or even slowed his relentless thrusts.
Chapter Thirteen
Caleb looked down at Lydia and could tell that she was struggling, but he also sensed that this was how the woman he loved wanted the evening to play out. She wanted them to force her to submit to their domination. In the boardroom, she was Ms. Lydia Amberson, a woman of considerable influence and power in the business community of the United States. But in the bedroom, with him and Nick there, she wanted them to be commanding. She wanted to surrender to them, not have them be cowed and intimidated by her wealth and social standing.
Caleb put his hands on top of the headboard and eased his hips forward, pushing his cock to the back of Lydia’s mouth and keeping it there several seconds as her body was buffeted by Nick’s long, harsh strokes.
“Nick, how about switching positions? Her mouth is the devil itself, but I’ve got to have some of that pussy.”
“You can have it,” Nick said, then chuckled softly. “But I’ve got something else in mind.”
* * * *
Lydia looked down at Caleb and marveled at the suppressed power she saw, the definition of his muscles clearly revealed beneath the pale skin, his chest and shoulders glistening with perspiration. Looking lower still, she saw his cock was fully engorged, the skin over the head stretched tautly and almost purplish in color. He looked like he was ready to explode, but she knew that his orgasmic discipline was extraordinary. He wouldn’t come until she wanted him to, and he allowed it.
&nbs
p; She looked to her right. Nick was there on his knees at the foot of the bed. His eyes blazed with an inner fire. She’d seen him lusty before, but this time the fire seemed to burn hotter than ever. A shiver went up Lydia’s spine, causing her breasts to tremble.
She cleared her throat, looked away for a moment, looked within herself for courage, then locked his gaze with her own and said, “It’s what I want, too. Everything. Everything you’ve got.”
Straddling Caleb’s hips as she turned her back on Nick, Lydia reached down and took the shaft of his cock in her hand and guided the plump crown to the lips of her pussy. She lowered her hips, felt his thick invasion, then trembled and sighed because it felt so heavenly to have his manliness inside her. She bobbed up and down several times before she had enveloped his entire length.
Then she felt a hand at her shoulder, and flash of fear went through her.
“Lean forward.” Nick’s tone was in Dom-mode.
“But—”
“Don’t make me have to punish you.”
Lydia leaned forward until her the tips of her breasts lightly touched Caleb’s chest. She immediately felt a hand at her hip, and the bulbous head of Nick’s cock against the entrance to her forbidden passage.
The pressure began, and despite Lydia’s best efforts at relaxing, her bottom tightened up. It had been years since she’d let anyone back there, and though recently she had tried to condition herself by using her fingers, she wasn’t at all certain she had done it often enough to allow Nick’s significantly greater girth.
“She’s lubed.” It was a blunt statement from Nick. “Seems to me she was expecting to get DP’d from the very beginning.”
He put more pressure behind his hips, and suddenly Lydia opened for him, her body relenting to greater force. The knife-blade of agony that went through her caused her to flinch sharply, her eyes instantly squeezing tightly shut, her lips pulling back from her teeth in a grimace. Nick halted his invasion when her body reacted to being backdoor penetrated.
