Sensual Erotica: Deeper, Baby!
By
Red Phoenix
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Sensual Erotica: Deeper, Baby!
Copyright 2011 by Red Phoenix
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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
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Deeper Baby!
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Part One: Troy
“Let it go, Kate.”
Kate was relentless. “Troy, Jenny really loved the way you fucked her. It was so much fun with the three of us. She’s beginning to think you don’t like her.”
“It has nothing to do with her, Kate.”
“How can you pass up two girls? Especially, one who likes to take it in the ass?”
Troy glared at her. “I didn’t sign up to bring Jenny into our relationship.”
Kate put her hands on her shapely hips and said, “I don’t mind you fucking her.”
“Of course you don’t. You know I prefer pussy over anal.”
She pursed her lips. “Well, I do like being the only pussy you fuck… but I might be willing to share if the circumstances are right.”
“Let it drop.
“It’s just sex, Troy.”
“Once is fun, more than that and it’ll start to get complicated.”
“You’re almost too sweet,” Kate complained.
“God, Kate, you sure know how to ruin a perfectly good experience.”
She pouted. “You’re mean.” Kate left in a huff and he didn’t hear from her for a week. He figured she found someone else to go along with her threesome and was surprised when he got a call at work.
“I’ve been really missing you, Troy. Have you been missing me?”
He was still angry and had to force himself to be civil – kind of. “Not particularly.”
Kate’s laughter was sweet. “Now, I know that’s not true. You love fucking me.”
He smiled despite his irritation. “No Kate, I think it’s the other way around.”
She gave a cute little snort. “Oh, that hurts. I’d believe you if you didn’t get so hot when I come.”
Troy could feel his cock straining against his pants. Kate was sexy with her huge breasts and a body that was easy to please. It was true, he wanted to fuck her. He cut through the bull. “What do you want, Kate?”
“There’s a new bar I heard about. It’s something a little risqué. Are you up for it?”
“What? Is Jenny going to be there?”
“No, I promise. You made is clear that is not an option for us. No, this is way more fun.”
“Go on.”
“It’s a swinger’s joint.”
“Kate, if you want to fuck other guys you don’t need to drag me along.”
“You got it all wrong. I want to see you fucking another woman while I’m being pounded by a guy. The idea really turns me on. We’ll be like kids in a candy store - the two of us. Getting to fuck whoever catches our fancy, and then going back to your apartment and doing each other. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
“You are messed up, you know that?”
Kate ignored his insult. “Will you come? I can’t go by myself. Only couples are allowed.”
“What the hell are you getting me into?”
“You liked my last surprise, didn’t you?”
Troy picked Kate up from her apartment the following Friday. She was decked out in a formfitting red dress, high heels, and a cascade of brown curls down her back. She looked every bit the seductress. “I must say, you look good tonight, Kate.”
She smiled with those stunning ice-blue eyes. “Thank you. I was kinda hoping you would dress up, too.”
Troy looked down at his black t-shirt and jeans. “Oh well, I only wanted to attract the down-to-earth types.”
“And you call me a freak?” she tisked. “If black didn’t complement your dark hair and those gorgeous brown eyes of yours, I’d make you change.”
It turned out that the bar was in a seedy part of town, hidden in the back of a strip mall. “You sure this is the place?” Troy asked, decidedly not impressed.
“Yep! I have a friend waiting for me in there.”
“Well, I hope she’s cute.”
Kate laughed and grabbed his hand. “Come with me, grunge boy.”
When he walked in, Troy was hit by a wall of smoke and neon lights. There was a large bar in the center of the room with couches lined up against the walls. It looked like a bad scene from a porno.
“Oh look, there’s my friend now.” Kate waved at a couple across the room. They walked over and she introduced them. “Rob, this is my boyfriend Troy. Troy, this is Rob.
So that’s how it is. Troy nodded his head at the jerk and held out his hand to the girl. “What’s your name?”
The tubby bleach-blond smiled. “I’m Laura. Wanna fuck?”
Troy cleared his throat. “I was just going to get a drink. I’d like to check out the place before I settle in.”
Laura looked disappointed and turned back to Rob. “Let’s go find the Wilsons. I thought I saw them around here.”
Kate grabbed onto Troy’s arm after they left. “That was rude.”
“You do realize I’m not fucking whoever you throw my way.”
“You are lucky you are so damn cute, Troy. You can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.”
He raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “You’re calling me a pain?”
Kate hit him on the shoulder playfully. “Buy me a drink, grunge boy.”
The two walked up to the bar just as another couple sauntered up. The girl looked Troy over. “You’re new here, aren’t you?”
Troy paid for the drinks and handed Kate her martini before answering her. “Yes, first night, probably my last.”
The girl had the look of a waif; slender with tousled blond hair. Her eyes were wide, almost doll-like in quality. “I hope that’s not the case. I’d like to get to know you better.” She took a sip out of her straw, eyeing him teasingly.
The waif’s partner moved up to Kate and complimented her dress. Kate broke out in a seductive grin and thrust her chest out for him to admire. “Girl, you are one mighty fine looking woman. I wouldn’t mind burying my face in those tits,” he said huskily.
Troy shook his head expecting Kate to deck the guy. Instead, Troy watched in shock as the man reached over and pulled at the material of her dress, exposing her right breast. He caressed it before bending over to suck on her nipple. Troy turned away and took a long drink.
“You have a pretty girlfriend,” the waif said quietly.
Troy looked at her. Was she really someone he wanted to fool around with? Sex with strangers wasn’t the aphrodisiac for him that it was for Kate. Still, when in Rome… “My name is Troy. What’s yours?”
“Mandy.”
“That’s a nice name.”
She looked at the ground shyly. “Do you want to do it?”
Troy chuckled. It seems people don’t beat around the bush at this place. He smiled at his own pun. “Let me finish my drink first.”
Mandy looked up at him and answered shyly, “K…” She sat on the stool next to him. Troy engaged her in light conversation, trying to calm both their nerves. All the while, Mandy’s partner had Kate’s dress pulled down to her waist and was rubbing his head between her ample breasts.
Kate sure knows how to pick ‘em. A flash of red caught Troy’s eye. For a second, he thought he saw Amy, until the redhead turned her head. Troy was surprised by the disappointment he felt. What the hell was he thinking? Amy would never be in a place like this. He shook his head and turned back to Mandy.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, just thought I saw someone I knew.” Damn…the ache in his chest had returned.
Kate pressed her naked breasts against his back and asked, “Are we going to do this thing or what?”
Troy finished his beer. “Why not?”
Mandy smiled and the four of them moved to the one of the couches lining the room. The oddly shaped pillows strewn on the floor suggested that sex wasn’t limited to couches. Troy commented, “No privacy, huh?”
Kate laughed. “No, Troy. Part of the fun is being watched. Other people can enjoy the show and if they like what they see, they’ll ask to partner up later on.”
He looked around and noticed no one else was going for it. “Why aren’t people screwing each other? I thought that was the point of this joint.”
Mandy’s boyfriend, Frank, spoke up. “Everyone is waiting to see what the new people are like.”
Troy looked over at Kate, “Oh, great.”
“Don’t worry, Troy. You look good when you fuck a girl.” She winked at him and added, “I know firsthand after watching you with Jenny.” Troy suddenly wondered if Jenny had simply been a precursor to this. Had Kate planned this all along?
“Lay back,” Frank ordered. He took off all his clothes and threw them in a pile. Then he hiked Kate’s dress up and ripped her panties off with his teeth.
“Are you going to fuck me hard, bad boy?” asked Kate, arching her back to show off her body to the crowd.
Troy focused his attention on Mandy, not enjoying the show Kate was putting on with the Neanderthal. He blocked out the music, the colored lights and the people watching. Troy only concentrated on the girl in front of him. “I want to eat you first.”
Mandy smiled and lay on the couch beside the other two, spreading her legs open for him. Her short skirt exposed the fact she had no panties underneath. Troy took off his shirt and jeans. He wasn’t willing to get completely naked - yet.
He pushed her skirt higher to expose her pussy. Troy was pleasantly surprised to see she was smooth except for a small strip of blond pubic hair. He slowly slid his hand from her knee, up to her thigh and then to her nearly hairless mound. “You have a sexy clit, Mandy.”
She giggled nervously. Troy smiled before moving between her legs to lick it. Mandy wiggled underneath him and murmured, “That feels nice.”
Troy heard Kate crying out periodically. He snuck a peek and saw that Kate was completely naked and the dickhead was manhandling her large breasts. Frank nipped and lapped at them like a dog. Troy growled, “You don’t have to be so rough with my girlfriend.”
Kate turned her head and snapped, “Mind your own business, Troy.”
Frank snorted. “Yeah, fuck my girl and leave yours alone. I know what she really wants.”
Troy was irate and thought, If this is how you want to be treated, Kate, then have at it. He caressed Mandy’s waxed pussy, loving the soft feel of it. He was gratified to see that she was already wet from his attention.
Suddenly, the two began bouncing on the couch to the pounding rhythm of Frank fucking Kate from behind. “Give it to me, Baby. Fuck me really deep!” Kate cried.
Troy tried to ignore the two and began sucking on Mandy’s clit while he penetrated her with his finger. She was warm and silky smooth, but the walls of her vagina were tight around his finger. Mandy wasn’t ready to be fucked yet.
Troy asked her, “What’s your favorite position?”
Mandy blushed. “Whatever way you want it.”
He leaned in closer. “No really, how do you like to be fucked?”
“I can show you, but not just yet.”
Troy understood. She needed to relax before she could take him. Maybe she was as distracted by the furious humping going on as he was. He pulled Mandy’s blouse over her head and then kissed her, darting his tongue teasingly into her mouth as he caressed her small round breasts. She moaned in pleasure and unconsciously spread her legs. Troy reached down, his cock stiffened when he found her wetter than before. What he was doing was working for both of them.
Frank and Kate had already changed positions. Frank sat on the couch with her on top, guiding his dick into her moist hole. “Fuck me, woman. Fuck my dick while I play with your huge titties.” The man latched onto her breasts and squeezed.
“I’m going to ride you so good, Frank!” Kate began bouncing up and down on his dick.
Troy turned away from Kate and focused all his senses on Mandy. Her breasts were round and soft, the areolas a light shade of brown with a dark center at the nipple. He leaned in to nibble on her neck first before moving down to suck on her perky young breasts.
The extreme bouncing suddenly stopped. Troy heard Frank’s voice instructing Kate, “That’s right… Relax and take it. Take it all, Kate. This is going to feel real good.”
Troy heard her gasp in pain and whipped around to see Rob trying to stick his cock in Kate’s ass while Frank was still inside her. Troy was up in a flash and pushed Rob in the chest, causing the creep to stumble backwards. “Get the fuck away from her!” Troy yelled.
Rob smirked. “You got it all wrong, man. Ask Kate what she wants.”
Troy turned to question her. “You want this?”
Still sitting on Frank’s scarlet cock, Kate glared at him. “I want to feel two dicks coming inside me tonight. Go back to Frank’s girl, Troy. You’re ruining everything.”
“I heard you gasp in pain.”
“It’s my first time, you idiot.” She nodded to Rob. He approached, spreading Kate’s ass cheeks open. Rob rubbed more lubricant on his dick before pushing into her anus again. Kate began panting as he went even deeper than before.
Rob grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back. “Take it, Kate. Take my entire dick up your ass. Soon you are going to know what it feels like to have two dicks coming in you at once.”
She moaned. “I want it so bad…”
“I know you do,” Frank answered. “And we’re going to make it happen right now.” He clasped her neck, attempting to kiss her. Rob had to let go of her hair so that Frank could press his lips against hers. Rob took a hold of her waist and gave her a quick little thrust. She squealed in response.
Laura, Rob’s dumpy girlfriend, came up to Troy and suggested, “Why don’t we do a little three-way action while those guys finish the sandwich?”
Troy shook his head. “I don’t want any part of this.” He quickly donned his clothes and walked to the bar. Mandy followed behind. By then a crowd had gathered around Kate, getting off on the scene. Troy could hear her crying out in varying degrees of pleasure and discomfort as the two men started pounding her at the same time. “What the hell is wrong with that woman?” he snarled.
Mandy shrugged her shoulders. “Some girls like to be the center of attention. The whole bar has been anticipating this for weeks.”
“So I was set up,” Troy growled. He wanted to leave, but Troy was afraid if he left Kate alone, her need for attention would end up getting her hurt. Troy stared at his drink while he waited for it to be over.
He heard Kate cry out, “Deeper, Baby! Make it hurt so good.” Both men began grunting like pigs and then Kate rocked the bar with her shouts of, “Yes, yes, yes!” Shortly after, the crowd dispersed. Troy got up and walked over to her. Kate was careful as she disengaged herself from Frank. It was obvious she was sore from the double pounding.
The Neanderthal gave her tit one last squeeze. “I knew you would be a fun fuck. Love those tits.” She kissed Frank’s limp dick before he walked away.
“I’m leaving,” Troy told her with deadly calm.
Kate lay back on the couch, looking up at him. “Wasn’t that awesome? Did you see how many people were watching me get double fucked?”
Troy’s face was expressionless. “Let’s go.”
She sighed. “Come on, Troy. The night is still young.”
An eager horndog came up to Kate. “I saw how you took those two guys at the same time. It was smoking hot! Do you think we can hook up?”
Kate retrieved her dress and started putting it back on. “Maybe after a couple of drinks, Tiger.”
Troy suddenly realized there was nothing he could say to convince her to leave, so he announced, “I’m leaving you, Kate.”
She looked at him incredulously. “Did you even fuck Mandy?”
“No.”
“You suck at this whole swinger thing.”
Troy leaned in close and growled, “Turns out I don’t like watching my woman fucked by two guys.” He turned away from her and walked out the door.
Before he made it to his car, Kate started shouting at him in the parking lot. “Don’t walk away from me, Troy. It’s not over between us.”
Troy didn’t bother to look in her direction when he answered. “I beg to differ.”
In response, she hurled insults at him. “You are such a fucking puss! I’m a woman with needs.” Instead of responding, he got into his car. “Don’t go Troy. You can’t go!” As he drove off, she howled in rage, “Go fuck yourself!” He didn’t look back. Kate had been toxic for him from the start; he just didn’t realize it until now.
On his drive home Troy saw another redhead. He instantly thought of Amy. Who is she with tonight? It seemed like such a fucking joke that Kate was the one to come between them. If only he could turn back time.
Part Two: Amy
That same night, Amy entered her favorite dance club in the hopes of meeting up with her “Boys”, Greg and new Troy. Amy wasn’t planning to ask for another ménage a trois but if they suggested it, she wasn’t going to turn them down.
Unfortunately, after a few minutes of searching she realized they weren’t there. Amy spent the next hour dancing with a handful of guys she didn’t care about. She was disappointed and decided to go home early, but William caught her at the door.
“Amy, would you dance with me?”
William was a sweet nerd she’d gotten to know over the past year. His black plastic frames, unkempt hair and horrible dancing skills made him unpopular. Still, Amy liked him. “I was just about to leave, but I’m up for one dance.” They headed out to the dance floor and William began his humorous imitation of John Travolta. Amy twirled next to him, enjoying his goofy personality. She ignored the fact that people pointed and laughed at them.
Someone glided up behind her and started grinding against her butt. Amy turned around ready to slap the moron until she saw it was Greg. She couldn’t help laughing. Amy leaned towards his ear and yelled over the music, “What are you doing here?”
He shouted back, “Troy had to pack for his trip. He’s leaving tonight but wanted to stop by in the hopes of seeing you one more time.”
Amy looked around and shrugged her shoulders. “Where is he?”
Suddenly, she felt someone pushing his hard-on against her. Amy smiled and turned. “Hey, Troy.”
New Troy grinned and kissed her. “Hi, sexiness.”
Poor William didn’t know what to make of the three and stood in the middle of the dance floor completely stunned. Amy told the boys to wait while she finished her dance. She giggled under her breath when William resumed his Travolta moves without missing a beat. At the end of the song, she gave him a peck on the cheek before heading off in search of Greg and Troy.
Greg waved her to a table where they already had a Long Island waiting for her. It seemed they were hoping for a little more ménaging as well. She looked at Troy and pouted, “I hear you are leaving tonight.”
“Got a job, what can I do? Glad we caught you before I headed out, though.”
“Me, too. I hate to see you go.”
Troy’s eyes sparkled mischievously. “Would it be all right if I give you a good-bye kiss?”
“I expect it.”
Troy got off his stool and moved over to her. He tilted his head slightly as he leaned in for the kiss. Amy’s body reacted immediately when his tongue entered her mouth. The intimate way he kissed left her breathless. “Damn it, Amy. I’m going to miss those lips.”
She smiled even though she was unhappy. “I feel the same. Do you really have to go?”
“No choice. Need the money, you know.”
Greg spoke up, “I’ll be taking him to the airport, which you know is quite a drive. Do you mind if I give you a good-bye kiss?”
Amy laughed. “By all means.”
Greg looked like he was going in for some tongue action, but he planted a feather-light kiss on her lips instead. It left her wanting more. It was pure torture being around these two. “How much time before you have to leave?” she asked, wondering if they could make a quick run to Greg’s apartment.
“Only about thirty minutes. Why?”
Amy sighed. “I was hoping for a last hurrah.”
Greg looked at his cousin’s hopeful face and shook his head. “Sorry Cous, by the time we get to my place we would have to leave straight for the airport.”
Troy rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “You know what I say, where there is a will there’s a way.” He got up from the table and tipped an imaginary hat to Amy. “I shall be back, pretty lady.” Troy disappeared into the crowd.
“What is he up to, Greg?”
“I have no idea, although I am silently cheering for him.”
She smiled. “It was amazing, wasn’t it?”
“That is was. In fact, we were both disappointed when we woke up and saw that you were gone. We wanted to enjoy more of you. It was the best fucking night for sure,” he said with a wink. Amy blushed, remembering the note she left them.
Troy returned with a huge grin on his face. “I have just secured us a private room if you’re interested.” Troy held up a key. “I asked the club manager if we could borrow his office for the next thirty minutes.”
“No way, man!” Greg slapped him hard on the back. “How in the hell did you manage that?”
“A Benjamin can be pretty convincing.”
Amy wasn’t so sure. “What if the room’s nasty?”
“I already checked the office. You’ll like it.”
Greg held his hand out and asked, “Are you game, Amy?”
In the dance club? It seemed surreal. Amy took his hand with her heart pounding in her chest. What were these boys getting her into?
“The manager has only one stipulation, guys. We can’t bring drinks into his office.”
“Not a problem.” Amy turned around and gulped her Long Island like it was lemonade. The cousins downed their beers just as quickly.
“Time is ticking,” Greg announced, squeezing Amy’s hand.
“New” Troy led the way to the back of the club. He pushed against a metal door, which opened out into a hallway. He unlocked the door immediately to the right. “Ladies first,” he said, gesturing Amy inside.
She walked in with trepidation expecting to see a seedy little room with naked women on the walls and crusty old furniture. Instead, she saw a stylish oversized leather chair, along with a large oak desk and a huge mirror covering the opposite wall.
Greg let out a long whistle. “Not bad Cous. Not bad at all.”
“Wow, this is totally posh, Troy!” Amy especially liked feeling the bass from the music in the dance club vibrating through the walls. It added a sexy element to the whole scene.
Troy patted Amy gently on the butt. “I knew you’d like it.”
“I guess they must be raking in pretty good doe to afford an office like this,” Greg speculated.
“And we only have a half-hour to enjoy it.” Troy locked the door and turned towards Amy. She walked over to Troy, kissing him gently on the lips. “Thank you. I can’t think of a better way to spend our last minutes together.”
She continued to kiss Troy as she unbuttoned his shirt and undid his pants. Greg came up behind her and nibbled on her neck while she finished undressing Troy. She turned around to help Greg pull his sweater off and then she quickly unbuckled his belt. Greg’s dress pants fell to the floor when she unzipped them. Amy pulled down his briefs, delighting in his large erection. She gave the head of Greg’s cock a quick kiss before standing again. She couldn’t help rubbing her hands through his dark chest hair. He really did look good naked.
Amy turned back around and kissed Troy’s cock next. It twitched in response to her attention. “Guess you already have me under your spell, sexiness,” he growled softly. Troy grasped the back of her neck and pressed his warm lips against hers. She liked the possessive way he kissed her. It made her weak in the knees. Then he whispered, “I want to be the one to eat your pussy tonight. I missed my chance last time.”
Amy looked into his blue eyes and fingered his blond curls nervously. “Remember, I’m still new at this.”
“I promise you will like everything I do.” Troy walked to the oversized chair and lay across it. “Come straddle my face, Miss Amy.”
She blushed. “I haven’t done that before.”
“I know. Trust me, it’s fun.”
She disrobed as she walked towards him. By the time she reached the chair, she only had her lace panties left. Greg came behind her and slowly pulled them off, planting light kisses on her ass as he did so. Then he helped her balance over Troy’s face. Once she was settled, Troy began caressing her inner thighs, murmuring how beautiful her pussy was.
Greg stood at the other arm of the chair. Amy leaned forward and took his shaft in her hand, guiding him to her lips. She began by nibbling the smooth head of his cock. Then she took it into her mouth, flicking her tongue before sucking gently. Then she increased the pressure as she stroked his sizeable cock with her hand. He slowly rocked his hips, trying to meet the pace of her hand and mouth. Greg rubbed his fingers through her long red hair, groaning, “God, you’re good at this.”
She felt the warmth of Troy’s mouth as he encased her clit with his lips and began sucking on it. The openness of her position made it even more stimulating for her. Troy stroked her slick inner lips before penetrating her with his fingers. Amy moaned as the familiar heat began to build between her legs. It caused her to suck on Greg with greater gusto.
“Slow down, Amy. I am not ready to come just yet,” Greg chuckled. She looked at him innocently. Greg added, “I don’t think I’ve even seen anything as beautiful as you looking up at me with my dick in your mouth. I wish I could take I picture.”
She smiled, which broke the suction she had on his shaft. “I could eat your cock all day long.” Amy started licking from the base of Greg’s dick all the way up to the tip and then back down. She felt him shiver, so she did it again knowing now how crazy it made him.
Troy was building up his own momentum between her legs, beginning a steady thrust of his fingers into her pussy. She tilted her hips slightly and suddenly his thrusts found the spot Greg had stimulated last time. She cried out in pleasure and whispered, “Keep rubbing it just like that, just like that.” Troy kept the pace and pressure until she felt the customary cold chill just before her climax. Amy resumed her attention on Greg’s cock and wrapped her lips around him as her orgasm hit.
His dick muffled her moans as the waves of pleasure coursed through her. Just as the last ripple disappeared, she felt Greg’s dick swell up and begin thrusting in her mouth. She squeezed her hand tight around it to control the depth of his cock as she swallowed his come. He cried hoarsely, “Oh my God, oh my fucking God!”
Amy fell forward and collapsed on top of Troy, still quivering from her own climax. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her chest. “Troy, I hope you know I just experienced a delicious come.” Then she smiled sweetly. “I’ve never had one of those before.”
He rubbed her ass lightly. “You are the delicious one.”
Amy rolled out of the chair and asked Troy to sit up. Then she straddled his lap and eased his dick into her wet opening. “I want to fuck you this time.” She pulled up until the tip of his cock showed and then little by little settled her little red pussy back down on it. She continued with that motion, watching his dick slowly disappear inside her over and over again.
“That is so sensual,” he said. “I could come just watching you do that.”
She winked at him. “And now for something completely different…” Amy braced herself and started thrusting his cock deep into her faster and faster. He grabbed onto her waist and increased the strength of the strokes. The friction of the thrusts stimulated her already sensitive clit and she cried out in pure bliss.
Troy groaned. “If you come, I’ll come.”
“Okay...” She braced herself so she could rub her clit harder against him while at the same time pushing his cock further inside her hot pussy. Amy also increased the tempo, knowing it wouldn’t take much. Troy used his arm strength to aid in the depth of his penetration. Amy threw her head back in ecstasy.
Greg said, “I want to kiss you while you’re coming.”
Amy turned her head to meet his lips. Greg pressed his mouth against hers and teased her with his tongue. She started moaning as the tension built to an intense level. When Greg reached over and pinched her nipples, it sent her over the edge. Keeping her lips on his, she allowed her body to lose control. Her pussy started contracting around Troy’s cock. As it squeezed him, Troy exploded deep within her. Her cries of pleasure were stifled as she kept her lips locked on Greg’s.
Greg pressed harder with his lips and the two groaned in each other’s mouths. In that instant, Amy felt the three of them were connected. The feeling was so intimate Amy didn’t think anything could ever match it.
When her second orgasm ended, she slowly rolled off Troy and sat beside him in the big leather chair. “That was the best yet.”
Troy swept a sweaty strand of hair off her face. “I have to agree.”
Greg brushed the inside of her slick thigh. “Do you think you could handle another come?”
She looked at him in awe. “I just climaxed twice, one right after the other.”
“I know…and I bet I can make you come again if you let me.”
A slow grin spread across her face. “You really think so?”
Greg looked down at his dick. “My cock certainly does.” She had forgotten how quickly Greg got hard again.
“Who am I to disagree with a confident cock?”
“Come over here,” he instructed. Amy got up from the chair and walked over to Greg. He stood her in front of the large mirror. “Watch me while I touch you.”
Amy stared in fascination as Greg ran his hands over her breasts, cupping them and then pushing them together. “Look how sexy they are. You have the most gorgeous breasts I’ve seen. I had no idea they could fuck a cock so delightfully.” Amy giggled, remembering their last time together.
Greg then ran his hands down her stomach. “So smooth and flat, leading me right to that beautiful red mound.” He ran his fingers over her pussy. “Proof that you are a real redhead.”
She put her hand over his, directing his fingers to touch her slippery pussy. She spread her legs a little wider and watched his fingers slide into her. Greg began stroking Amy slowly while he bit lightly on her neck. It caused a trail of shivers down her spine.
Troy joined them and started rubbing his hands on her breasts while Greg concentrated on her pussy. She looked at their reflection. It was arousing watching two men pleasing her with their hands. Troy turned her head and began French kissing her. She snuck a peek in the mirror and was turned-on watching his tongue kiss her as Greg continued to stroke her swollen pussy.
“Do you want to try something different?” Troy whispered in her ear. “It’ll be fun to watch in the mirror.” She trusted Troy completely and agreed without knowing what he had in mind. Troy turned her around so that she was facing away from him. Then he picked her up under her thighs and spread her legs apart. “Lean back on me,” he instructed. She was at just the right level for Greg to fuck her standing up. Troy turned so that they could watch their reflection as Greg entered her.
Amy arched her back against Troy to give Greg more of her. He took long slow strokes. Troy and Amy stared at the mirror, transfixed, as Greg’s cock pushed in and out of her glistening pussy. “Deeper, Troy,” she moaned.
“Can you hold her if I thrust hard?” Greg asked.
“I’ll try,” Troy replied. “If I can’t, I’ll let you know before I drop her.”
“Gee, thanks,” Amy said, finding the conversation amusing.
Troy kissed the top of her head. “Don’t worry. I won’t drop you.”
Greg gradually began increasing the depth of his strokes. She arched further back, needing to feel all of him. “Amy, you look so fucking sexy in the mirror,” Troy growled in her ear.
It felt wonderfully strange to be fucked in midair with one man holding her while the other pushed his cock deep inside. Looking at the action in the mirror added to the entire experience. “Faster!” she told Greg, wanting him to keep time with the music reverberating through the walls.
Greg grabbed onto her thighs and started pounding her to the beat. Troy worked with him to provide an extra push with each stroke. Amy began making panting screams as each thrust sent bursts of electrical fire through her. Her obvious pleasure was too much for Greg and he started coming. After his last stroke released inside her, he ordered Troy to put Amy down on the desk.
Greg returned between her legs and began rubbing her clit with his fingers. “You’re so close, Amy. Let it happen.” She couldn’t help it, she thought of old Troy. She threw the thought away and concentrated on what was happening now. Her pussy started contracting forcefully as she climaxed. Greg slid his finger inside her convulsing pussy so he could feel the last of her orgasm.
She looked up dreamily at the two men and purred, “Best night of dancing… ever!”
Troy bent down and kissed her. “I will never forget our time together, Amy.”
The reality that he was leaving suddenly hit her. “When will you be coming back?” Amy really didn’t want him to go.
“He comes the same time each year,” Greg answered.
Troy shrugged his shoulders. “What can I say, I like it here.” Then he looked at them both. “Don’t you two dare do anything without me. It’s all three or nothing, right?”
Amy pouted. “But a whole year?”
He smiled charmingly. “Sorry.”
She glanced over at Greg. Amy tried to imagine the two of them without Troy. It didn’t compute. They were a team of three; anything else would just be awkward. How funny was that? “We won’t do anything without you.”
Troy put his arms around her and squeezed tight. “Good. I couldn’t stand the thought of missing out.”
Greg grumbled, “Oh, that’s fair. Make the two of us suffer because you’re missing out.”
Amy looked over at Greg, “I suppose I could always find another guy to join us.” The stricken look on Troy’s face made them both laugh. “We’ll wait for you, Troy,” she said, giving him a reassuring kiss on the nose.
They left the office with under five minutes to spare. The three of them linked arms as they walked out of the dance club together. Amy felt tears come to her eyes. This is it. She felt certain her ménage à trois was officially at an end - next year was only a pipe dream.
Amy waved as the boys drove off. She let out a long painful sigh. Now there was nothing to distract her from thinking about Troy Dawson. She was back to square one. I wonder what he is doing tonight. She tried to imagine him up staring at the walls thinking about her, but Amy knew better. One of their mutual friends let it leak that Kate and Troy were getting serious. It didn’t surprise Amy, really. But it sure hurt like fucking hell…
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Be sure to look for the next story in the Sensual Erotica series called Taming Feral told from Amy’s point of view. Amy falls hard for Brad. He is sexy, intelligent and terribly handsome - but he hides a dirty little secret. Brad wants Amy as his sex slave. It is not an easy task to tame the strong willed redhead, but Brad knows how to tease her into submission. Amy is about to discover a whole new world of sexual pleasure.
Read a passage from Taming Feral:
“You are worried.” Brad placed his hand lightly on her cheek. “There is no reason to be. I will be a good and loving master.”
Just the word “master” upset her. She felt the butterflies in her stomach grow and had to remind herself that she could leave at any time; this was just playacting.
“Feral is your slave name. I will call you by no other name while you are here in my house.”
That feeling hit her again. Being called a slave clawed at her gut, but she kept silent.
“Are you my slave?” he asked calmly.
Amy struggled to answer, finally choking out, “Yes.”
He frowned and gave a slight shake of his head. “I will only say this once. You will follow your answers with Master. Are you my slave, Feral?”
Amy felt weak all over. She was reluctant to comply, but why had she come tonight if she wasn’t willing to participate in his game? It’s a game, she reminded herself. She looked at him and said clearly, “Yes, Master.”
He smiled and leaned forward to kiss her, but stopped a centimeter from her lips. “Not yet.” Amy bit her lip and smiled. Brad was definitely good at teasing her. “Would you like to please me, slave?”
Amy’s stomach churned. They had not built a level of trust or intimacy. This slave/master role sidestepped that process. It left her floundering.
He watched her intently.
“What if…”
“It is a yes or no answer.”
This was not an easy game for Amy, but her curiosity drove her forward. “Yes.” He did not respond until she remembered to add, “Master.”
Brad smiled at her with those piercing green eyes. “Get on your knees and bow to me.”
When she heard “Get on your knees” she thought she knew where he was headed, but he was making her bow instead. Amy struggled a second time. Being submissive was not her strong suit. He gaze did not waver although he was no longer smiling. Brad seemed to be gauging her reaction to his command.
Fighting her own spirit she said, “Yes, Master.” She got down on her knees, bowing low at his feet. When she looked up, Brad was smiling again. He held out his hand and helped her up. Then Brad moved in to kiss her. He hesitated a centimeter from her lips before making contact. The feel of his warm lips sent a pleasant current through her body. The anticipation turned the simple kiss into ecstasy.
He ran his fingers through her long red hair and then grasped it possessively in his hand, growling softly, “You’re mine now.” The words had such a different feel given the dynamic between them. Brad traced her jaw line with his finger. “I will show you the intimacy of the master/slave relationship, Feral.”
A tingling sensation coursed though Amy. This was sexually exciting. She whispered, “Show me, Master.”
Brad kissed her lightly again. “Put your hands behind your back and don’t move.”
Amy clasped her hands behind her. It thrust her breasts out and she expected he would caress them. Instead, he slowly moved her copper hair away from her neck and kissed it. The chills caused goose bumps. Amy felt his teeth graze her skin and she gasped. His kisses moved down to her collarbone, along the line of it and to the other side. As he moved, his arm lightly brushed against her nipples. It was so subtle, she wasn’t sure he even knew, but it sent shivers through her.
Brad moved to the other side of her neck and bit down lightly. Amy struggled to stay still when her knees threatened to buckle. Then he began sucking on the delicate skin, harder and harder until it brought a bite of pain. She instinctively unclasped her hands and jerked away. He stopped and looked at her. “You cannot move, Feral.”
“That hurt.”
Brad circled the area on her neck that had received his attention. “Pleasurable pain?” The richness of his voice and the warmth of his touch excited her.
Amy realized she’d pulled back because it was unexpected not unpleasant. She clasped her hands behind her back and presented her neck to him. She could feel his hot breath before his lips came down on her neck. She felt the sting but did not resist, instead she gave into the feeling and started moaning. Brad pulled away, admiring the mark his lips had left on her white skin. It seemed so high school, but somehow he’d made it incredibly erotic.
Brad leaned in close. “I can make you want me like you have never wanted any man.”