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The Next Level

By: muse_shesaid



It had been almost four days since I had seen Melissa. Well, I see her every day at work pretty much which makes the not seeing her outside of work harder. Nobody at work knew we were dating for sure but once two people are intimate with each other the vibe between them immediately changes. The more observant among us at work were bound to suspect eventually. Not a big deal but we wanted to keep it a secret for as long as we could. Truth is Melissa was one of the most attractive women at work and the bragging side of me wouldn't mind if a couple of my work buddies found out. Not to mention some of the female co-workers. I find that guys become more attractive if word around the female campfire is that you're good in bed. But I was getting ahead of myself. One thing at a time.

Things were busy at work and that was to my advantage. Time flew by but also seemed to slow to a crawl when I thought about how much I desired her. It was always the same process. A memory of being with her would suddenly appear in the front of mind demanding my attention. I would stop working, reflect, feel the beginnings of frustration, and the she would walk by my door. Almost as if on cue. One second I'm working at my desk and the next I'm in bed on my back and she's on top of me, grinding away. The memories are always so clear. Our faces are close and I can feel her hot breath on me while she pants, her hair draped around my face. I always take mental Polaroid's of visions that I find particularly hot during sex. It would seem my mind liked to show them to me at inopportune moments. Great.

Needless to say this made it hard to concentrate at times. Luckily Melissa worked in another department. Her office was not that far from mine however and if she had an opportunity to stroll by my doorway she always took it. Before we started seeing each other we played the normal games of ignoring each other while trying to catch the other noticing. This in addition to the tone of voice we used with each other when we started working together made it obvious that we clicked and were interested in each other. The tone we used was a more natural, talking-to-a-good-friend kind of tone instead of the proper talking-to-a-co worker tone. We just felt comfortable around one another right away but both of us were initially shy about expressing interest. 

The physical attraction was there right away as well. She was a beautiful woman. Full figured but in shape with beautiful brown hair. Her face was naturally beautiful and didn't wear much make-up, which I preferred. I thought she was stunning really and that always gave her an upper-hand in my mind. I knew she was attracted to me as well but always felt that I was more into her. We had been fucking for 4 months now and I couldn't be happier. Or so I thought.

Sex was routinely great for us. I made it a point to satisfy her often by finding out exactly what she liked and spoiling her. She in turn spoiled me but it didn't take much effort because I loved being with her in any capacity sexually. We never got rough or anything outside of me pinning her down sometimes while we fucked and pounding away instead of slowly grinding. She seemed to like it and I only did it occasionally but other than that one might even think our sex was almost generic, which was fine by me. It was still sex with a beautiful woman. I never thought she wanted to try anything else.

Until today.

Today I get an email that brought my day to a screeching halt. I saw her this past Saturday night and it was Thursday already. We had both been busy at work and caught up on the phone Tuesday night. I was beginning to wonder when I would see her again. Well, now I knew.

Hey there.

Are you doing anything tonight? If not, I have a surprise for you. Remember our discussion about going to that sex shop? Well Liz asked me to go with her last night to buy a gift for her friend and I ended up buying something! Can you come over?

Let me know. Of course if you're busy I understand = )

Me

My eyes widened and my mouth opened. We did have a casual discussion about sex shops recently. Had we ever been to one, what would we get if we went together, that kind of thing. Had she actually gone to one and bought something? What was it? My curiosity was flooded with all kinds of questions and I immediately began feeling nervous. Not only because of the nature of the email but the fact that it was at work. I nervously looked around (as if anyone could see what was on my monitor, please) but nonetheless I was caught off guard. And she was being brave. Taking chances. She went with..Liz? Did that mean something? Liz was a long time friend and I even asked if she would ever mess around with her. She said she didn't see her like that. The whole thing hit me fast and hard and at that moment she walked by my door. She had a short brown skirt on and matching jacket. The sound of her high heels almost reverberated as she walked by. I could have sworn time slowed down for it. Her long legs leading up to that thin waist and her full breasts. Long hair down to her shoulders. I was entranced by the moment. I couldn't. Move.

Then all at once time restored and reality hit. It was then that I noticed. 

I had a throbbing hard-on. I was on fire for her. 

The wait until days end was torturous.

* * * * *

Day's end did manage to come though and I went home and focused on keeping busy. I put on music and cleaned up a bit. However I never fully distracted myself, I was temporarily obsessed with our planned rendezvous. I couldn't stop pondering and imagining the different ways I was going to fuck her. I was already horny since it had been four days and I try not to masturbate when I'm getting laid regularly so to say I was pent up was an understatement. I was driving myself crazy and the fact that it was self-induced made it worse. All she did was drop me an email for Christ's sake. Planted a seed and I'm going nuts. I checked the clock every fifteen minutes or so and the evening crept by. I did call her when I got home to narrow down a time and maybe get some more info on her "purchase". She said anytime after 9pm was OK. I even tried to guess what she bought and just kept getting the default answer of "You'll see." I was going to see all right. I started getting that kind of attitude. The evil villain-rubbing-his-hands-together-with-the-evil-laugh attitude. You bet your tight little ass I was going to see. 

So. Anytime after nine. Despite my eagerness I managed to not show up right at nine, but around 9:15. On the way to her place I came to some conclusions about how I was going to handle the evening:

We had discussions in the past about what she liked in bed control wise. She told me she liked being taken. She liked being told what to do but I never really tried too much of that with her. I gave the occasional order of switching positions maybe but was always afraid of bossing her around for some reason. I was being inhibited and decided that tonight I was going to take a leap of faith. 

That's what it is really because in my experience you never know with some women. One second you're getting a great blow-job and you say "Faster". The next second she stops and gets an attitude because you gave an order, gets pissed, whatever. All at once it became crystal clear to me that I was not tapping into our full sexual potential. I sensed I had more leeway than I was using and decided to push myself, to push us in a new direction. But that meant taking control. That meant telling her what to do. That meant not being afraid of anything. Being firm. She had taken a chance and went to a place where maybe she wasn't 100% comfortable and even bought something. I was going to match her effort with mine. I was going to take her, and fuck her properly. 

So there I sat in the car in front of her building. My stomach was a hair nervous and I felt very determined overall. I got out of the car, a man on a mission. Nothing motivates a man like sex and the dinner bell had been rung. There was purpose in my steps. I walked up to her door and knocked.

I heard footsteps and felt my heart beat harder. Point of no return.

She answered the door with a friendly "Hi!" I immediately looked at what she was wearing. It was the same skirt from work, but her jacket was off. She had a white blouse on. She looked hot and my desire escalated from the visual bite I took.

"Hey there." I said. She immediately turned around and walked towards the kitchen in the next room. 

"I was going to pour a couple of drinks." She said on the way. I followed her with no response.

She walked into the kitchen and began to open the refrigerator.

"God you should have seen today, I.." she began.

I quickly grabbed her arm from the door and yanked her towards me. I immediately wrapped the other arm around her waist, pulled her close and put my hand in hers, weaving our fingers together. Our eyes met and she had a confused, startled look on her face. 

I moved my arm from her waist up to the back of her head, under her hair and squeezed both hands a bit. I held her there for a brief second, gauging her reaction. She was looking at me for answers. I decided to answer her by not saying anything. My expression would say it all. It was a semi-stern matter-of-fact expression. I watched her read me but then pulled her slightly closer to me to answer her further.

As our faces got closer her expression changed slightly. She knew what I was doing but didn't seem entirely sure about it. I brought her face close to mine but did not kiss her, instead held her there. I moved my hand from behind her head and touched her face with the back of it. Touching her face really turned me on, she had great skin. I pulled her closer as if to kiss her and she continued in with momentum of her own but I squeezed her hand and stopped her. Her breath stopped for a second and opened her mouth slightly. I opened mine as much and moved in closer, still squeezing her hand.

We had discussions in the past about the power of kissing. Just how amazingly hot it can be. We shared the same taste for French kissing and slow teasing kind of kisses. We would have marathon power make out sessions like high school kids. We complemented each others kissing styles and tastes and agreed on just how powerful kissing can be. I was using that power now.

Our mouths open, I moved in and grazed her mouth with mine. Then again, this time I felt her relax a bit in my arms. Eyes still locked, I for the first time felt like I was controlling her, leading the dance. I moved in and kissed her firmly. A soft moan escaped her and before I got lost in the kiss a large feeling of validation and relief filled me. Hopefully the whole night would reward my risks as well as this ice-breaker had. 

We stood in the kitchen making out the way only we can. We kissed deep, our tongues lightly grazing, or sometimes firmly wrestling in each others mouth. I moved my hand to the back of her head, at its base by her neck and held her firm. I could feel her breathing strongly on my face as she got more and more excited. We kissed a bit then I pulled her back and we would lock eyes, observing this powerful thing we were doing. I felt the resistance of her head pulling towards me but I pulled her hair slightly and held her. Then immediately I let go and we began again, unable to resist partaking further. We were quiet helpless at this point. We continued like this for a little while, catching up from the days past without it. 

I let go of her hand and put mine on her hip. I moved it down to the bottom of her skirt and lifted it up, placing my hand on the back of her thigh. While we kissed I slowly moved it up to her ass. She had an amazing ass. It was extremely round and I always enjoyed watching her walk away from the bed to the bathroom after sex, it was a sight of beauty.

Once I reached it another small moan escaped her. Her skin felt smooth and the sensation pushed me over to a full fledged hard-on. I caressed and squeezed lightly, then put my finger under her g-string and trailed in down between her firm cheeks and between her legs.

Our faces parted and I began kissing her neck. We had full momentum at this point. I was being careful with my hand between her legs, I wasn't actually touching her yet, it was just there. Feeling the difference in heat and......

Wetness. She was soaked down there.

She always told me that she got extremely wet with me. Almost overly-wet. I Loved the stuff. It had multiple purposes and I was never afraid to get creative with it. Sometimes she would touch herself and feed it to me. It turned me on immensely. After all, it was proof that she was getting turned on too.

I put my fingers on the outside of her lips, immediately feeling the hot glaze on them. I was licking her neck a little but mostly kissing it. She was breathing heavily, almost pouting. I inched my index finger to her opening, grazing it but not entering. I caressed it around a bit, letting her know I was there. Just then I stopped kissing her neck, pulled her away from me slightly and slipped the tip of my finger inside her. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly open. She looked so sexy I wanted to kiss her more but I held. Our eyes locked again and I kept my finger right where it was. One hand holding her hair, the other inside of her. She looked helpless.

Holding her there, it seemed time froze for a moment. Our eyes locked. Then all at once I pulled my finger out, my hand away, and let go of her hair. She was free and standing in a daze, almost teetering. I put the finger in my mouth and raised my eye-brows slightly while looking at her. The sound of our mild panting and the fridge open still was all that could be heard. After a few seconds we gained composure and then she looked down, between my legs.

I had a throbbing hard-on that was obviously pushing outward from my pants. She reached out and wrapped her hand around it. She squeezed a bit and felt how hard I was, gazing at it with intent. She turned around and walked down the hall, to the bedroom. I followed, watching her ass all the way.

We got to the bedroom and stood next to the bed. We stood close, and I began unbuttoning her shirt. As I did she leaned in and kissed me. I held one of my shoes down with the other and pulled my foot out of it, then removed the other in the same way. She unbuttoned my pants, and undid my zipper. Her shirt was open now and I looked at her breasts, draped in her 36D white bra. I pulled my pants down past my hips and as soon as they fell free I removed her shirt and unhooked her bra. They fell to the floor. We were kissing deep now, undressing only somewhat because we were unable to stop. I stepped out of my pants and reached for the back of her skirt.

She grabbed my cock on top of my underpants and reached up around my neck with her other hand as I unzipped slowly. Her skirt fell, draped around her feet. I grabbed her panties by the sides and forcefully yanked them down her legs. Her breath quickened as I did and she paused, and then pulled my underpants down as well. I stepped out of them and placed my hand between her legs, on her clit. It was covered in her glaze. She wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock.

We stood there, naked. Looking into each others eyes. Standing in a state of desire and arousal, she stroked gently and I rubbed softly. We were on fire for each other and we basked in the anticipation. This is what great sex was all about.

After a moment she stopped and reached over to the bed-side table drawer. From it she took out a mask and a pair of handcuffs which she had purchased at the sex shop. The mask was the kind people wore to sleep, with no eye holes. This was a reminder to me what my goal here was this evening: Taking control. She wanted to play with handcuffs? Fine. She wanted to be blindfolded? Fine. This in conjunction with the success in the kitchen gave me more confidence in what I was doing. I took control.

"Give me the mask" I ordered.

She handed it to me and I slowly wrapped the elastic string around her hair and placed the mask over her eyes. 

Now I had never used a mask before but as soon as she had it on, I was taken by it. She had no idea what I was doing, and her sense of touch would be slightly elevated. Not to mention how hot she looked in the thing. It really turned me on. All of the sudden I felt empowered by this woman standing in front of me blind folded, waiting for me to tell her what to do next. I felt like I had free reign over her.

I decided to use it.

I leaned in close; put my face next to hers. Her cheek on mine, I rubbed her clit a little more. She breathed deep.

"Get on your knees." I told her. 

I honestly had no idea how she was going to react but my leap of faith had worked. She immediately lowered herself on to one knee, then the other, clasping my hand for leverage.

She looked amazing. On her knees, blind folded she awaited. I was going nuts inside but kept my cool. I stepped closer to her, and spread my stance slightly. I moved my cock towards her face. Now, she couldn't see it coming so she didn't react. I grazed her cheek with it ever so gently and her mouth opened a bit, almost teasingly. Her face looked gorgeous and my cock was throbbing next to it. I brushed her cheek again and she opened her mouth and reached up with her hand.

"No hands." I said.

She paused, then lowered her hand and I continued lightly brushing her cheek with my hardness. I then touched her mouth with my index finger and she opened it a bit. I put my finger in her mouth and she eagerly took it in. She was sucking and I touched the outside of her mouth with the head of my cock while she sucked my finger. She moved her head towards my cock, trying for it but I pushed my finger in, keeping her focusing on it. I continued brushing against her mouth with my cock but never allowing her to take it in, only my finger. 

I took one of my mental Polaroids at this point obviously.

I could take no more. I needed to feel her mouth on me. I pulled my finger out and put my hand on top of her head. I placed the tip of my cock on her mouth and guided it in slowly. I was taken by the sudden rush of warmth and wetness surrounding my sensitive member. I left it there for a second and she began gliding up and down on it slowly. She reached up with her hand but then lowered it again, almost forgetting. The no hands rule had forced her to hold my cock with her mouth or find it again blindly with her tongue. Her movements were ones I had not seen before. They were incredibly sexy. She would reach with her tongue and lick, and then move her head over it and go down. 

I pushed on the top of her head a bit, not forcing but just communicating to hold still. I began gyrating slowly, fucking her mouth essentially. I realized again that she couldn't see me. It was an unusual kind of freedom that I started to really enjoy. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back a little, opened my legs a bit more and continued to move in and out of her warm mouth. 

I looked down at her. Her hands were relaxed and she seemed OK. It was important to me to not make her uncomfortable. That wouldn't turn me on I don't think (or so I thought at the moment, more on that later). I touched her cheek with the back of my hand while slowly pushing in deeper. Her mouth opened wider to take it all in. I did this a few more times and pulled out entirely. I stood and watched her for a second. Whenever activity stopped there was a unique feeling in the room because she had no idea what I was doing. It was a game of trust really.

"Reach with your tongue." I said.

She did. Tongue extended I brushed up against it. She moved her head in, licking the shaft from the bottom to the head, and then went all the way down again. I let out my first moan of the night as she took me in deep. The head pushed against the back of her throat and she kept it there. My cock pulsated with my heartbeat. I could feel it. This while being surrounded by warm wetness, and wrapped in an amazingly sexy vision of her. It felt amazing.


The Next Level



I was getting fed up with the rest of the guys fawning all over Drew's newest bimbo girlfriend in the kitchen, so I made my way to the living room with a beer in hand. Col was sitting on the couch, so I plopped down next to her. We'd known each other practically forever, though we didn't see each other as much now that we were "grown-ups." She knew me well enough, though, to know that the scene in the kitchen definitely was not my scene. She knew that I was into more down-to-earth girls like her, though interestingly enough, nothing had ever gone on between us.

"Hey, Col," I said, as I joined her.

"Is Drew still showing of his latest acquisition?" she asked. It's funny, but that's exactly what it was like. He could have been showing off a new sports car or big-screen TV with the same expression on his face and the same reaction from that group of guys.

"Yeah," I told her, "and its so ridiculous how everybody is acting. It's almost like they're all trying to impress her, yet she is somebody's girlfriend! It's not like any of them is going to score a date if they impress her enough. Plus there are so many unattached women here, that I don't understand why they are wasting their time with her."

"You're preaching to the choir on that one," she replied. "They're all going to feel pretty stupid when she goes to bed with Drew and they start looking around to find that all of the eligible women have already left in disgust."

"Maybe while they're all distracted," I mused, "I should be seeking someone out for a little making out. The odds should be in my favor." Thinking of Col as a friend for so long, it wasn't really a suggestion aimed at her; I was really just trying to be funny. It didn't even shock me when I felt Col's hand on my knee; we'd flirted plenty in the years we'd known each other. It was what she said that came as a surprise.

"You don't even have to get up to find someone to make out with," she said, as I turned to face her, "you know you can always count on me." She smiled at me and I decided right away to take her up on her offer. We'd never even kissed, much less made out, so I didn't want to end up being a spectacle, like Drew's girlfriend. I wanted to give kissing her a try, but I wanted it to be something just between the two of us. I suggested that later we find someplace a little more private, building up some anticipation in the meantime.

It worked out that we were able to slip away pretty much unnoticed during the height of the party. We found ourselves alone in the small corridor outside the bathroom, so I slipped my arms around Col's waist as she slipped her arms around my neck. Tilting our heads, we brought our faces together and our lips met for the first time. I felt my cock immediately beginning to rise so, as our tongues slipped into each other's mouths, I dropped my hands to her ass and pulled her against me. We made out for a few minutes, since nobody was around, but when we heard footsteps coming up the stairs, we broke apart. I ushered her into the bathroom while pretending to be just waiting my turn outside. When Col came out, I took my turn, then passed our unwelcome intruder. Col had waited, unnoticed, in the hallway at the top of the stairs, so I pulled her into an open bedroom. Closing the door partway, we started making out again.

"I want to lock this door and fuck you," Col whispered, breathlessly, "but I'm afraid we'd be interrupted by someone who wanted their coat." Glancing at the bed, I realized that this was where Drew had been putting everyone's coats. The pile of coats on the bed gave me a sudden idea. I pulled Col to the far side of the bed, where we paused quietly while the occupant of the bathroom passed by outside and headed down the stairs. I then adjusted the pile of coats slightly before pulling the bedding up enough for us to slip in. We both ditched our shoes alongside the bed and I climbed into the bed, under the covers, right after Col. Under the covers, we were well hidden by the pile of coats. We went back to making out, lying side-by-side, my hand journeying up from her ass, under her shirt and around to the front.

Col's tits were pretty big and I could feel a big nipple pressing against my palm, so I tweaked it gently through the thin material of her bra. In a quick movement, I reached back to unfasten her bra, then slid my hand under the loose cup to further fondle her tit. My cock was rock hard in the confines of my jeans, threatening to burst out and knock Col off the far side of the bed. There was no doubt at this point that we'd be fucking before we left this room. Col was breathing heavily as I lowered my head while pulling her shirt up slightly so that I could suck on her nipple. I then went to work opening her jeans and was soon feeling the smooth, damp material of her panties against my fingertips. After running my fingers up and down a few times, I slipped my hand into her panties and through her bush until my finger slid over her clit and I heard her suck in her breath. Her slit was absolutely slippery with her juices, so I slipped my finger up and down over her clit, slowly and gently.

Raising my face back to hers, we went back to making out for a few minutes before Col told me that she needed me to fuck her. Who was I to argue? She was already opening my pants as I rolled away from her slightly and while she was reaching in to grasp my rigid cock, I was working them down to mid-thigh. She stroked my cock a few times, then worked her own jeans and panties down far enough that she could spread her legs. I climbed on top of her and guided my cock into her waiting pussy, sinking to the hilt as I lowered myself down. I started slowly fucking her, aware that someone could walk by or even into the room at any time. We tried making out while we were fucking, but Col's breathing was too heavy so I was mostly kissing her neck and licking her ears. She was raising her hips up to meet my incoming thrusts, pulling me deeply into her with her hands on my ass. I knew it wouldn't be safe to try prolonging this too much, despite how much I was enjoying it. Col seemed to be quickly on her way to an orgasm and I knew it would be best if I tried to cum right along with her. She matched my rhythm as I increased my pace and fucked her harder, being careful that the bed didn't start moving or squeaking. Col's pussy felt outstanding -- hot and slippery with just the right grip. I knew that this wouldn't be the last time we would be fucking. The amazing thing was that the closer she seemed to get to orgasm, the better her pussy felt. I knew that I was quickly approaching my own orgasm simply because her pussy felt so damn good.

Col's movements were getting more frantic, so I was just trying to keep up with her without banging the bed against the wall. I knew it was just a matter of seconds before she came and I expected to be pretty close behind her. What I didn't expect was that the closer she got, her pussy continued to feel even better. I knew she was right on the brink, but so was I. Finally, I no longer had any control and felt I was about to explode. Amazingly, at about the same instant I released my first stream of cum into her waiting pussy, Col started to shudder. It was a most amazing orgasm for both of us. I felt like I shot cum forever and she continued to convulse and moan softly the entire time. Finally, I collapsed on top of her, feeling her experience a few aftershocks before we were both still.

When I finally caught my breath and raised my head, Col raised her head and pressed her lips against mine again. We made out for a few more minutes, my shrinking cock slipping from her pussy, before we figured we'd better get moving. I slipped out of the bed and pulled my underwear and jeans back up while Col did likewise while still under the covers. We both got our shoes back on and moved across the room, peering cautiously out the door. No one was around so, after fixing my hair for me, Col headed back to the bathroom while I headed back downstairs.

I got the impression that nobody was even aware that we had been gone. The party was in full swing and everybody was having fun, so I wasn't surprised. Col came down from the bathroom and we grabbed a couple of beers, then made the rounds. We weren't obviously any more flirty than usual, but we did share a few suggestive whispers and a grope or two. As the night got later, I think we both decided that we didn't want to stay and get trashed and end up sleeping on the floor. I had driven that night, but Col had caught a ride with someone, so I offered to drive her home. I know we were both thinking the same thing as she told her ride that she'd be catching a ride home with me. We weren't the first ones to leave and it looked like those who were planning to stay were well on their way to getting completely wasted.

Col and I both still lived at home with our parents, so she had me pull over about a block before we got to her house. We started making out and my hand was soon fondling her tit through her shirt while her hand massaged the front of my jeans. I broke off from kissing her to tell her that I'd wanted to see her tits since the fifth grade and asked if she'd show them to me. As I watched, she reached behind her back to undo her bra, then raised her shirt and bra up to her chin. Even in the dim light, her tits looked magnificent. They were so perfectly shaped, sitting firmly on her chest and topped with big nipples surrounded by large, pink areolas. I reached out and fondled both tits, feeling the soft, smooth flesh and the slight bumpiness of her areolas. After brushing my thumbs over her hard nipples, I couldn't help but lean forward and alternately lick and suck each one.

She indulged me for a good five minutes while I slobbered all over her tits but then stopped me and said that it was her turn. She told me that she wanted to see my cock, so I reclined my seat and opened my jeans. She just watched until I had my jeans and underwear down to mid-thigh and my cock was standing up like a flagpole. Slowly she reached out and took it in her right hand, sliding her hand gently up and down. After a minute or two, she slid her right hand down to gently massage my balls while her left took over lightly stroking my rod. I was looking back and forth from her hands to her face, but she stared raptly at my tool as her hands worked on it, occasionally licking her lips. I wasn't surprised when she finally started leaning forward and licked around the head before sliding her lips down to the base of my shaft. I groaned as she fully engulfed me in her warm, wet mouth then started sliding her lips up and down my cock.

I relaxed and just enjoyed the amazing blowjob, watching my cock disappearing repeatedly between her lips. Her left hand remained at the base of my shaft, gently pumping while she sucked me off. I could feel that her right hand continued to caress and fondle my balls. I was murmuring encouragements to her, letting her know that what she was doing was absolutely outstanding. The car windows were steaming over as my breathing increased with the increased pace of her cocksucking. I had involuntarily started raising my ass up off the car seat, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth. I could feel my orgasm approaching as my cock began to swell between her lips. She just continued to gradually increase her pace, working at bringing me off. I tried to relax back onto the seat as I felt myself reaching my climax, to let her just finish me off so I could focus on enjoying the feeling. Lying back, I watched as her mouth slid up and down until finally I started pumping my seed. She swallowed it all down and continued to suck me until I started to go limp.

I told her how fantastic she'd been as I lay there recovering. Gradually, I pulled my underwear and jeans back up and raised my seat while she smiled at me. I sincerely offered to return the favor, but she said she really needed to get going. I started the car and drove the last block to her house. Before she got out, she promised to call me the next day and then we'd see about returning the favor. I watched to make sure she got inside safely, then drove home thinking about the fun times ahead.



The Next Level



It had been a couple of weeks at least since Jade and I had caught up with Paul and Adele, but separately we were still enjoying the aftermath of our various photo-shoots with our respective partners.

My brunette babe and I were fucking most nights, switching roles between the sheets. Some times, I would take her in hand and control her every orgasm over a long period, pretending to teach her a lesson for exhibiting herself in front of my best friend. On other occasions, she would take her role of tease and divulge in detail just what she had done in front of Paul, and what she might do in the future.

It was a similar story with my buddy, who told me on the phone that Adele had become addicted to his cock, and had seemed to have adopted my girl's loose tongue and constantly soaking pussy. Jade had always been lively, but her blonde pal had really opened up since she had been stripped in my bedroom, and it seemed she was very happy to bend over backwards for both her live-in lover and his mate.

However, the big question was, ''what next?''

I had been asking myself this, but had not had a serious discussion with Jade, and as yet I had not seen Paul, but that would change tonight, as we had planned to hook up for a midweek beer and take in a game in a nearby sports bar. I knew, after a few pleasantries and some alcoholic lubrication, talk would turn decidedly smutty, as both of us were obsessed with our four-way project!

It's easy to forget that life does exist away from the bedroom, and it was nice to catch up with each other away from the girls, as we talked about work and life and sport and whatever else boys talk about. Eventually, Paul brought up the burning issue.

''So, which photos do you look at more? The shots I took of Jade, or the shots you took of Adele?''

''Ha,'' I responded openly, ''that's a good question. Probably about even, although talking about the experience is probably even better. Let me ask you this. Did you enjoy receiving the surprise photographs of your lady, or taking photos of mine?''

''Well,'' he reflected, ''I enjoy looking at them both equally, but I enjoyed being the photographer more, because I had longer to build up to it, and it wasn't a bolt from the blue. Plus, I liked being in control of it, and Adele has talked many a time about teasing you in the living room at the same time, and how she has brought herself off thinking about it in the bath.''

''So, what do we do now? Or is that adventure over?''

''I hope not,'' he rapidly beamed back at me. ''Look, don't get me wrong. I have no intention of whoring Adele out to some stranger, but within the four of us it's different. There's trust, and its all so relaxed and natural.''

This was music to my ears, as I knew I want more from our new found openness, but needed to hear Paul say it first, before we could plot more!

''Agreed. When it's you, I am very happy to let go and enjoy things, because I know you will not let me down, and whatever happens we are friends for life, and we'll keep it between ourselves.''

We raised our glasses to that, before ordering another pitcher of beer and turning back to the game, both knowing that we would rather be talking in more detail about the next stage. Eventually, as we both moved beyond tipsy and towards drunk, I was ready to be a little more precise.

''So, this saturday, we could come to yours for dinner and maybe add to our collections?''

''Fuck, two days from now? Why not? Yeah, but we should work something out before then, otherwise the girls will gang up as they do and have it their way! What are you thinking?''

''Well,'' I said, pausing for five seconds to try to fathom out exactly what I was thinking! ''You want to take shots again, and I enjoyed the not knowing, so why don't you have another session with Jade?''

''Sounds good, and you know you can trust me, but isn't that just more of the same? Don't get me wrong, I would snap Jade naked a hundred times, but for you what's the difference?''

''You are in control. Push it further. I will instruct her to obey your every command, and in return I can trust you to know when you have reached the limit, based on how the girls are reading and the night is going. In return, you tell Adele to get ready to tease me again, only this time give her a license to be creative.''

''You have thought about this haven't you?!'' Paul goaded in good spirit.

''And you haven't?''

''Of course I have. We need to make sure we sell this to them tonight, otherwise they might be concocting a plan of their own. Why don't you both stay over as well, then I can give you the photographs before you leave!''

Again, our glasses clinked, and we were both relieved that we had confessed our desire to rekindle our sexual soiree.

As it turned out, selling the idea to Jade was not an issue. When I had returned home that night she had been drinking wine in front of the television, and was straight onto me as soon as I sat down beside her, rubbing my chest and asking me directly what Paul and I had been up to.

This was very unlike my bubble-butted slut, who was rarely this needy out of the bedroom. She had obvious been thinking about the two of us together, and realised our dirty minds would feed off each other. Still, she usually kept her cool and poise. Not tonight. I told her to take my dick out, and pull it while I informed her of her weekend.

''We are going to Paul and Adele's house on Saturday for dinner and drinks. We will be staying over.''

Despite the fact I hadn't said anything of note, she knew a plan was afoot, and she moaned, tightening her grip on my rod and pulling it harder. I told her to climb on top of me, pulling her black silk panties to one side and pushing her down on my thick meat.

''Paul will be taking photographs of you again, and this time you will not disappoint him. Whatever he says, goes, do you understand?''

She answered again with more of a moan than any sensible words, as she ground herself into me, stretching her pussy and riding me like some sort of bucking bronco. While teasing was her talent, I think Jade was discovering that her submissive side was stronger than she thought.

''I said, do you understand?''

''Yes, yes, I will be a good girl. I trust you.''

I could't resist adding, ''It's not me you need to trust.''

This pushed her over the edge as she began screwing me for all she was worth, thumping up and down on my rod, cumming as quick as she ever has with a cock inside her, screaming the house down as she soaked my lap. She tried to slow down but I told her to keep pumping until I had filled her up with my spunk, and she duly obliged, pushing herself onwards past her orgasm, and five minutes later I was holding her still and jetting stream after stream inside her, making sure she could feel every last drop.

The next day was fairly mundane work wise, but I texted Paul to tell him that everything was on for tomorrow night, and he replied immediately.

''Same here. It took her all of two seconds to agree!''

''Ditto. I didn't even ask. She just jumped me the minute I walked through the door!'', I responded, only to be sent an MMS of one of Jade's previous pictures with Paul, namely the one of her licking her fingers. Nice touch.

That evening, I returned home to find an empty house, and by about seven thirty I was just about to call Jade's cellphone when the door opened and she bounded in, running upstairs with some shopping bags, before returning to throw her arms around me.

''Thought I would treat myself baby. I had a tough day and needed some retail therapy!''

We ordered some takeaway and spent a lazy night together on the couch, before turning in early.

Once in bed, I began to make advances on Jade, who had her back to me preparing for sleep. I slipped my hand down the back of her white cotton panties and she moaned, but at the same time moved my hand away and turned to face me.

''Not tonight my lover. I am afraid it's not possible.''

I was pretty much baffled by this comment and reached out for her pert titties, only to have my hand swiped away again.

''No, I can't, not tonight. You will have to wait.''

And there was that wicked grin on her face once again, the one she only got when her pussy was dampening and she knew something that I didn't. I gave her a look that told her to keep talking.

''Paul texted me today and told me I wasn't to touch myself or be touched for a full 24 hours before tomorrow night, and that 24 hours started 4 hours ago.''

''He did what?''

''I know. I told him to fuck off but he texted me back saying that he was in charge and if I wanted an easy time of it, I had better comply with his demands.''

I asked her what she did next.

''Well, I just texted back an apology and told him I would be a good girl, so turn off the light please, Luke.''

With that, she threw me the dirtiest look and turned away from me. I laughed out loud, and turned away from her, feeling my cock stiffen to full hardness. I had to take my hat off to Paul. He was just as deviant, if not more, than I was. Maybe I should take a few notes for when the shoe is on the other foot.

I woke up the next morning to Jade wrapped around me, half dozing, half rubbing against my leg. She had not even woken up yet and she was aroused, so I slipped my hand up her top and lightly played with her nipple, only for her to reach up and remove my digits.

''No baby,'' she muttered, ''that's against the rules.''

She dozed for another half hour as I tried my best to calm my erection. Jade had planned to head to the gym while I took some clients out for a boring round of golf, then I would rush back for five o'clock and get ready for our trip to our favourite couple's house. As it turned out, my golfing yawn went on forever, and my client insisted to a glass of wine and two hours of bullshit afterwards, so I returned home flustered at six thirty, to find Jade calmly waiting on the sofa, her coat on already.

''Gimme ten,'' I said, flashing by her and jumping straight into the shower, scrubbing in two minutes, drying in a flash and throwing on jeans and a shirt, before galloping back to the living room. Mission accomplished, I kissed my partner on the cheek, followed by a warm hug and the sudden realisation that Jade was wearing her black business coat, which fell a few inches above her knee, and was buttoned up to the top.

''Why are you wearing that? It's beautiful outside.''

''Paul told me too. Well, not to wear this, but to cover up the outfit he ordered me to wear tonight.''

''He chose your clothes?''

''Well, you told me to not disobey him and he told me what I needed to buy and I did yesterday. He also told me I wasn't to show you until we arrived.''

Again, I had to admire him, and it was my idea to push things forward, which he certainly was doing. I shrugged with a smile and grabbed the car keys.

On the journey over, I could make out that whatever she was wearing downstairs, it was very short indeed, as she did her best to keep her coat closed, and the glimpses I did get showed nothing but leg. I am sure Paul had a similar taste to my good self! Jade, being the cock-teasing girl she was, turned up the radio loud to avoid any questions!

We arrived at the door half an hour late, and it was Adele who greeted us, leading us into the kitchen where Paul was making food. Once again, the atmosphere was easy and comfortable, and the greetings were enthusiastic and full of love. Paul hugged me before grabbing both of Jade's hands, and exclaiming, ''Look at you! Let me see then.''

She stood back a step, letting go of his hands, then undone her jacket belt, letting it fall from her shoulders to the floor, making a big deal of being the subject of everyone's gaze.

''Good choice!'' blurted Adele, who was wearing a light blue baby-doll dress, with her blonde hair tied back and her nails and lips both painted an innocent shade of pink. ''Well, what do you think?''

Jade was wearing a white semi-transparent t-shirt and no bra. It was tight against her chest, but cut off about an inch below the bottom of her pert mounds. I could see her left blood red nipple, hard and pushing against the thin fabric, but the other one was less obvious, as it was masked by the letter T. Written across the front of the material was the word 'SLUT', not embroidered or printed, but scrawled in thick, black marker pen. And if I was counting on much more material below the waist, I was mistaken, as my obedient girlfriend stood there, hands behind her back, in just a pair of cheap, white panties, not see-through but almost not existent, just covering the middle of her glad folds and stopping above just where her higher, trimmed pubic hair would end.

''I couldn't have chosen better myself,'' was my honest response, as the man in charge told this undressed subject to turn around, which she did immediately, revealing nothing but ass. I am sure there was a thong somewhere inside her ass cleavage, but most of it had disappeared into her peachy darkness.

''Drink?,'' said my right hand man. ''We thought cocktails made sense tonight, all things considered.''

It was clear to me that Paul had already had a few beers, and as we sat down to dinner he was determined to make the night memorable for all concerned, seating Jade beside him and his pale skinned co-conspirator beside me, at either side of their bench table.

''Adele, I am sure Luke is already having trouble down below. Why don't you check?''

She ducked her head between my legs for a few seconds, before surfacing with her report.

''He is okay actually. A little hard but not bursting out like usual!''

We all laughed giddily, with any little incident seeming more funny than it was due to the atmosphere, which was a heady mix of anticipation and sexual tension, all of which Paul was doing his best to stir up.

I must also applaud him for his cooking, as we continued to eat a light summer spread and drank readily, knowing that we were not going anywhere tonight. Before long, Paul was at it again.

''Are you excited about my photographing you again?''

Jade looked away for a split second, a little sheepish, which was hard to do when wearing a t-shirt with SLUT written on it.

''Yeah,'' she breathed quietly.

''Can't hear you. Speak up.''

''Yes!'' she replied as commanded, loud and clear. Adele and I watched across the table, like an enthralled audience at the climax of a movie.

''Are you a little damp below the skimpy underwear I told you to buy?''

''I little. I haven't touched myself, like you said.''

He mock applauded, throwing me a glance to confirm I was enjoying the show.

''Stand up Jade, and put a leg on the bench.''

She looked at me, and I gestured with my eyes, as if to say 'nothing to do with me'.

She took to her feet, raising her left leg, the furthest away from Paul, who greeted it by reaching across and pushing her knee six inches further away from him, spreading Jade slight apart.

''You weren't lying. You have a little damp spot right there. Did your man and I dream up a good night, or what?''

Adele whooped, as Jade retook her seat, blushing with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

As easy as that, we were back into our normal back and forth conversation, but for the first time you could tell that all four of us were dying to get this show on the road properly.

My friend was in fine form, asking Jade to clear away the plates so we could watch her wiggle across the long kitchen, from our table to the dishwasher. As she lifted the last bowl, he cooly issued another request.

''Make a round of cocktails while you are there my subject! And I would make yours strong, if I was you. I want to get you up those stairs as soon as possible.''

Yet again, Adele was his cheerleader, and to be honest we were all a little raucous. Paul even held his hand up to me at this point and I high fived him.

Soon enough we were supping on my scantily dressed woman's cocktails, as Paul once again checked out his merchandise!

Casually, he chirped, ''Lift that top up over your nipples will you? They look a little constrained.''

He turned back to me and struck up a conversation about baseball, not even looking at his servant as she peeled her skanky top up over her breasts. She sat in silence, smiling but tormented, fidgeting in her seat and looking more than ready to shed what little clothes she had left. As I said, while she loved being the tease, Paul and I had unlocked a sub-servant side to my future wife.

''Right!'' he almost shouted ten minutes later. ''Let's move next door. Jade, I want you sitting on the chair I have put in front of the three-seater sofa. Guys, you sit on the sofa and I will join you in thirty seconds. And you can pull your top back down.''

My best buddy was full of surprises, as Jade sat down about three yards away from us on a school-like, simple wooden chair with no arms.

''Doesn't she look divine?!'' purred the blonde who would soon be teasing me beyond my senses.

I hadn't time to respond, as Paul strolled confidently back in with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. He popped the cork, pouring the bubbly and handing it to myself and Adele, purposefully leaving Jade without a glass, instead reminding her that she still had her extra strong cocktail if she chose to wet her mouth.

He raised his glass and proposed a toast...

''To Jade, who is playing her part so well tonight, and to the four of us.''

The three of us clinked glasses while Jade smiled and shifted in her seat, as we all took to the sofa and faced her. I knew Paul was unpredictable right now, but even I was a little confused.

''Okay, so before I take you upstairs, I want these guys and myself to interview you. We can ask anything we want and you must answer. If you perform well here, I may go easy on you during the photo-shoot, but if I think you are lying or holding back, I will not be so charitable.''

She nodded, as 'the boss' proceeded to quiz her.

''Did you manage to keep your hands away from your cunt last night?''

''Yes.''

''More, please.''

''I kept Luke away, and went to sleep very excited. I have been horny all day. I went to the gym and ran for ages to get rid of a bit of frustration, but it took all my strength not to finger myself in the shower.''

Jade was constantly rosy cheeked, and staring intermittently at the floor. Adele was next.

''What turns you on the most about tonight, and spread your legs while you tell me.'' Slowly, but purposefully, she opened up to her audience, the fabric of her panties wet at the front and covering just enough to hid her juicy lips.

''Well, until I met Luke I was always in control, but he has sometimes taken me in hand and I have always enjoyed it. When he stuck the vibrator in me and sent that picture, I finally allowed myself to be controlled fully, and I was on fire inside. If it was a stranger I would not be sitting here but with the four of us, it's easy. I get off on being taken down a peg or two, rather than in the past when men just allowed me to wrap them around my finger.''

My turn.

''If you do not do what you are told tonight, what should be your punishment?''

She smiled a little but soon snapped back into her bashful character.

''I don't know.''

All of the early teasing and photo-shoots made this highly-charged environment the perfect mix of fun and perversion. I told her to think for a minute, then respond.

''Ehm, well maybe I should be made to sleep on the floor while you all sleep in the same bed.''

We all stayed silent, waiting for her to continue. Surprised and squirming, she was struggling to think.

''If I don't do what I am told, then I should be spanked hard... by all of you.''

That's better.

''Okay, said Paul, ''It's time. Be a good girl and go out to your car and fetch your overnight bag. You forgot it.''




The Next Level



She darted a look in my direction, staying seated, knowing that she was being asked to walk ten yards from the front door in a t-shirt saying 'slut' on the front, and in a pair of almost non-existent panties.

''Grab mine while you are there please.''

She climbed to her feet, a little shaky from a mixture of alcohol and sexual excitement, and walked towards the door and out into the long driveway. It was a nice house, with a bit of greenery to provide a little privacy, but not entirely from anyone who chanced to walk by, and the bright security light that popped on would be enough to illuminate her. It took her a full two minutes to return, and once back in sight she was ordered upstairs to wait for her photographer.

Paul poured more champagne and we all talked busily about how excited we all were and how Jade was playing a starring role!

''Okay, girlfriend and best friend, enjoy yourselves.''

With a big grin, he was gone, upstairs to capture my girlfriend in all her glory, in whatever way Paul saw fit.

I took a drink, as Adele stood up and removed her blue dress, just like she was turning on the TV. Her baby blue dress gave way to the very same pair of panties that Jade had been wearing, or at least was wearing before her trip to the bedroom.

She sat beside me, her puffy light nipple brushing against me arm, and purred, ''you know this is all about me, don't you?''

''What do you mean?''

''Come on, Paul is deviant and looks the part when he is acting in control, being more rugged than you, but he is not hugely creative. Who do you think it was came up with the outfit idea? The interview? What he is doing to her upstairs now?''

It certainly made sense. She had changed personality over the past weeks.

''Luke, it's all your fault. I was a good girl until we started swapping photos, and unlike Jade now I realise I like being in control, I like showing myself off too, and I have wasted so many years being a little prudish.''

She reached between my legs and began to rub my cock through my jeans. If she hadn't have spoken I would have moved her hand, but she was quick to explain.

''He knows I am going to rub your cock through your jeans. I told him I wanted to feel something a little thicker than him, but don't get ideas. I won't be directly touching it. Not tonight. It's you and me now Luke. We are in charge. It was your idea to do this tonight, and I told Paul what he can and cannot do upstairs with that little tramp of a girlfriend you have. They are ours to control. I know you are the brains as well.''

As with everything, she had a playful, sly grin on her face, so I knew we were partly playing a game, but was also aware that things had indeed moved to another level. She squeezed my dick forcefully and moaned close to my ear.

''Do you think she is rubbing him as well?''

I nodded.

''Ha,'' she sneered, ''that's the least of your worries. Touching isn't cheating. Just remember that when you see the pictures.'' She moved her hand up and down the length of my shaft, doing her best to lift it a little through the denim.

''I am going to sit on the chair. If you get your cock out and remove your clothes, you can make me doing anything you want, as long as you keep your distance, but you must wank for me.''

I couldn't quite take in everything that was going on. I heard a yelp from upstairs, as Adele covered her mouth in mock horror and giggled. I was out of my mind, but decided to focus on this blonde girl in the panties in front of me on the wooden seat.

''Remove your panties, spread your legs, and slap your pussy until you can't slap it any harder.''

Before she could say anything I stood up, striped naked and sat back down, grabbing my cock as I did. She wasn't expecting this request, but I had to live up to my tag as the 'creative' one.

She shook her ankles to shed her last remaining barrier, then sank to the seat, spreading slowly and bringing her hand down on her pussy with a cautious slap. And again, a little harder, this time, making a definite noise and causing a whimper to leave her mouth. Once more, only this time her ass left the seat in reaction and her noise increased. She looked at me.

''Two more. Harder.''

Thwack. She held in a scream, breathing quite heavily, her clit responding to the punishment, swelling out a little as it reddened. 

And one last time, with real purpose, as she stifled a cry once more in pleasure and pain, returning her hand to her pussy to rub it better, but she couldn't stop herself massaging her clit as her pussy looked ready to be filled. 

''Would you like me to play with myself? Stick my fingers in? You better keep stroking that beautiful cock of yours.''

She went to work, moving from her clit to her opening, and for the first time I saw her split herself open crudely with two fingers. At times, she would use her entire hand to rub her pussy, from almost her belly button to her asshole, lifting herself of the chair as she did so. Her little trimmed, blonde pubic patch was drenched, and the seat below her was sloppy with her sex.

''I gave Paul some interesting instructions for Jade,'' she said, ''I am sure even your little obedient girl is surprised by what she is being made to do. Never forget its me Luke, not Paul who calls the fucking shots. Keep it our little secret, and I will make it worth your while. Stroke that dick for me, please.''

She turned around and bent over, her ass not far from my knees, snaked her hand between her legs and continued to abuse her cunt. Her head was now nearly touching the seat, just inches away from her own mess, as she continued to talk a good game.

''I have just remembered one of the things Paul will be doing right now.''

Her comments were punctuated by a familiar sound of noise and laughter and silence coming from above, although I could have sworn I heard a low moan.

''I hope she is doing everything she is told. It's not as easy for her as it is for you right now.''

For the next few minutes she went to work on herself, shifting from her current position, back to her seat, where she managed to cram three fingers inside herself, thumping in and out of her hole with unadulterated lust. I hardly recognised this Adele from the one I knew for the past few years, but I wasn't set to complain, and it took my mind off other happenings!

She eventually moved to my side, both her knees on the sofa, as she asked me to touch her tits while she returned to her clit. I paused for a few noticeable seconds.

''It's okay. Paul knows, and Jade will be wishing by now all he had done was touch her breasts.''

I took her in the palm of my hand and, just like my regular lover, they were firm and a perfect handful, but lighter in colour, with smaller nipples. She once again bit her lip and made a delicate noise through her quick breathing, as below me she took care of her impending orgasm.

I had now let go of my length, and was playing with both her nipples, while kneading her breasts from time to time. I caressed them, rolled them, and pinched them, getting harder every time as she responded to my every touch. Soon, she began to shake a little and I grabbed both her nipples and pulled them outwards, rolling them as I sent a short, sharp, pleasurable pain into her body as she exploded to orgasm, her spare hand falling onto my shoulder to keep her upright. She supressed her noise, obviously wanting to keep our groping under wraps, at least for now. 

Falling backwards, her feet rested on my leg, as she fell open just a few feet away. As she reached for her champagne, she told me to stroke my dick, watching intently before excusing herself to the bathroom.

I sat listening for any clues as to what was going on above me, but things were eerily silent. Eventually, I heard another loud grunt, which was unmistakably Jade.

Adele was back in double quick time, and she immediately knelt between my legs.

''Okay stud, I want you to cum on your chest for me.''

She reached forward, completely out of the blue, and took my balls in her hands. I tensed a little.

''It's okay. I know what's going on upstairs remember. I won't touch your cock, but let me help get that cum out of you. Hard, Luke. Fast. Cum for me, but be quiet when you do. It's our dirty little secret. I want to see your fat cock explode all over your chest. Do you like my hand on your balls? They feel good. I would love to climb down there and suck them, and lick you like a little whore. Just like Jade. A little whore.''

With that I shot four long jets of sperm onto my chest and the bottom of my neck, before oozing and pulsating at least another five times. Still, she kept her hand on my sack.

''I could feel it Luke. Fuck. So much cum!''

We both began to relax, and smiled a little, as she reluctantly stood up and fetched a towel, before watching with wide eyes as I wiped up my mess.

''Why don't you head to the downstairs sports room and use the shower there, and maybe cool off a little. I think you need it!''

Good idea, and I spent the next ten minutes under water, clearing my head and happy for a little release. The sound of the strong jets also masked any noises that might stir my dick once again.''

When I returned, Adele was back in her blue dress and making cocktails for four, greeting me with a smile as she beckoned me to work as her assistant, grabbing bottles and limes and mixer and, after about five minutes, we were back on the sofa, and upstairs was the sound of feet.

''Thats been about 45 minutes now. I told him that was his limit,'' she said with a wink, and before long Paul appeared, with Jade behind him, wearing only her panties, which were soaked through and wedged a little inside her. While not totally revealing her pussy, it must have been only providing about in inch and a half of coverage. Her hair was unsettled, she looked a spent and she said nothing.

Paul spoke immediately.

''Hey dude, did you get a fucking shower? Shit. Jade? What did I tell you to do?''

Immediately, she came onto my lap and kissed me deeply, before moving to the wooden chair again and sitting down, rather gingerly on her own. I notice as she turned, her ass had marks on both sides. Adele handed out the cocktails and we all, including Jade, brought our glasses together.

''Luke, I have told Jade she will stay in her panties until we go to bed, and also do as I tell her until then. That okay?''

I looked to Jade who smiled a little towards me, so I knew all was good.

''Yeah, of course. I hope you guys had fun.''

We drank and chatted about such mundane things for the next half an hour or so, as my girlfriend sat opposite us, never once closing her legs fully. This had obviously been an order from Paul, or maybe this was another one of Adele's wicked plans. After her next comment, I decided it was!

''So, my man and master, what shall we do with Jade before turning in for the night. I am a little tired.''

He answered straight away, confirming that this was not a spontaneous act.

''Slut, remove your little panties, keep them in your hand, then return to the seat and spread wide open.

She did so without question, seemingly mesmerised by tonight and totally in the hands of her controller. I looked at her spread cunt, which was open and swollen. I knew it had been used in some way or another already.

''Now,'' Paul continued, ''feed what little there is of those panties inside this wet cunt of yours. Make sure your fingers go all the way in as you do it. Show your boyfriend just how willing you are to please me.''

Without as much as a questioning look, Jade eagerly set about her challenge, pushing the gusset into her squelching gap, her fingers disappearing as she did so. This was a far cry from our 'slap and tickle' photo sessions that began our deviant nights together. Still, we were all on the same page, and embracing what was unfolding tonight.

''That's it, use those fingers to get them all the way in.''

Our brunette whore starting plugging her hole, even after all of the material had slipped inside. She stopped, once sure, and sat spread, motionless and waiting for further instruction.

''Now, walk over here and squeeze in between Luke and I, and spread open again.''

Adele shifted slightly, I move a little into the extra space that created,and Jade's ass just fitting between Paul and I, as her legs went either side onto our laps.

''Pull them out, Jade, and put them over your face and sniff them in.''

This was now something I had never done with my own girlfriend, but I felt very much part of it, and enjoyed watching her vulgarly reach into her gap and retrieve the panties. She not only placed them onto her face, but held them to her nose and mouth, taking deep breaths and moaning noises of appreciation at the same time. I glanced at Adele, who was just silently admiring her controlling handiwork.

''Now put them into your mouth Jade and suck your juice out of them.'' said my friend, knowing that she would fulfil his every command.

She did so with real enthusiasm, her hand moving down onto her pussy, where she began to rub her clit. She was possessed, completely under the spell of the occasion, and totally committed to seeing it through. The three of us had conspired to release a devil from inside my already adventurous lover.

First Paul encouraged her to bring herself off, then Adele joined in, and soon all three of us were spurring her on, as she lay spread eagled between us, her mouth sucking at the panties she had soaked over many hours previously. She came with a muffled scream, breathing as best she could and clamping her legs to both Paul and I. Remarkably, as we cheered, she settled down and didn't remove the panties form her mouth until Paul told her to do so, taking them from her and putting them into his pocket as she returned to her seat, taking a long deep drink on her latest cocktail.

''I think,'' mused Adele, ''That's enough for one night, although what you do in your own bedroom is not our concern. We will clean up in the morning.''

We all headed up to our rooms and all hugged on the top of the stairs and said our goodnights, and it seemed we had snapped back into some sort of normality.

As we turned to walk away, Paul said, ''Jade, aren't you forgetting something?''

''Sorry. Thank you for tonight.''

They laughed and we were now alone.

Jade collapsed on the bed and I stripped my clothes off and lay beside her exhausted, marked body. I couldn't help but stick two fingers inside that cunt of hers, as she continued to relent to the ways of any man who commanded her this evening. She was warm inside, and still wet and responding to my movements.

''Did you enjoy yourself, my love?''

''Fuck, Luke, I was turned on all night. I never thought I would enjoy being controlled as much. It was amazing.''

I withdrew my fingers, telling her that I think she had endured enough punishment tonight, only for her to respond, ''What about you? You must be bursting.''

''Not really,'' I said slyly, ''You are not the only one who had fun tonight.''

She laughed.

''Fuck, my brain can't take any more tonight. We need to swap stories in the morning.''

She crawled onto my chest and we began to fall asleep together.

We awoke the next morning in the spare bedroom of Paul and Adele. Jade, back to her usual smiling self, had hardly opened her eyes before the questioning began.

''So, want to tell me what happened with Adele in the living room?''

''Really? Surely you should go first after the bit I did witness?''

''No, because you will get the pictures this morning. Paul promised. You go first.''

I started from the very beginning, leaving out the crafty blonde's confession that she was calling the shots when it came to Paul's control of Jade. I told her about her stepping out of her dress, fingering herself, and playing with my balls. 

''Tell me more about that!'' demanded Jade, burying her hand between her legs. I turned to face her, rubbing her tits, as I confessed all about spurting over my chest as her best friend told me how much she loved my thicker cock. Jade was insatiable. After last night, I assumed she would be a little tired this morning, but here she was having her first orgasm of the day, and a little loudly at that!

''That bitch is going to get it now Luke!'' she beamed mischeiveiously. ''We are in charge now! It's our turn.''

We threw on some clothes, with Jade opting for jeans and a t-shirt, rather than last night's less suitable attire, and we converged on our fiends in their kitchen.

''Morning!,'' said Paul. ''Jade, did I say you could get dressed?''

We all laughed.

''Game over Paul. Remember it well, because that's all you have now. Memories!''

He feigned hurt, before we all relaxed into a long, reflective and jovial breakfast, then all headed to shower and freshen up for the day ahead.

I was last to shower, due to spending a little extra time drinking coffee with Adele, who reminded me not to say anything to Paul about her claims that she had him wrapped around her finger. I was fine with that. It wasn't like it would make a difference if I told him, and why should I break up the party, especially right now?

I took my time in the bathroom, and came out to see Jade on the edge of the bed, which she had just made.

''Paul and Adele have gone. They will be away for an hour at least and have left the photos on his open laptop downstairs. He got up early this morning to pick out the best, and he said you shouldn't have to wait. Shall I come with you?''

I grabbed her by the hand and led her to the table, and there was the laptop, and fourteen mysterious thumbnails numbered and ready to be revealed. After that, was a separate folder, entitled 'open last'. Not a problem.

''Right,'' I said ''Go grab a cushion from the living room first.''

She did so, returning in seconds. I placed the cushion beside me on the bench seat and told her to drop her jeans and panties. She asked would it be easier if she removed them, but I told her not to ask questions, then helped her knees onto the cushion, bending her over onto the table. To my left, a cup of coffee... in front of me, a photographic testimony to my girlfriends misadventure... and to my right, her naked ass to use as I see fit, and a pussy to abuse if and when the mood takes me. I selected all fourteen files and opted for a slideshow function, knowing that I could pause the show for each frame. Deep breath.

Okay. Picture one. As I expected. Straight to business, given that there are only fourteen shots. The brunette slut in the picture is naked, spread open, and filled with two of her fingers. Her head is tilted and she is somewhere else. This wasn't a posed shot, but one of many taken as she drunkenly hammered her own pussy.

Beside me, Jade was breathing quite hard, bent over awaiting my verdict.

''You are loving this, aren't you?''

''Yes!'' she spat out. ''My stomach is fluttering and I can't wait for you to see what you made me do last night! I deserve everything you give me.''

I flicked to the next picture, choosing to leave her in her current state for a while longer.

Jade was now grabbing the bed frame with both hands, and wedged inside her pussy was the very same favourite vibrator that she had refused to insert for Paul last time he photographed her, only this time the hand controlling it was not hers. Again, the shot was taken as part of a sequence of action, rather than as a staged still. Her eyes were closed, her hips were pushing upwards, and four inches of the toy were jammed inside her. I lifted my hand and made contact with her ass for the first time. The noise she made seemed more like one of relief than pain.

''Tell me about the dildo, slut.''

''He asked me to bring it. He was texting me all day friday with instructions. What to wear, what to bring, not to fuck or touch myself. I fucking loved being ordered behind your back.'' I swatted her backside again, and she almost bucked backwards, as if begging for more.




The Next Level



''Continue.''

''He told me I was only in this mess because I had disobeyed him last time, and that anything he said was just the same as you saying it. He made me squeeze the entire thing inside me inch by inch, never coming back the ways, then he told me to grab onto the bed frame above me. Then he fucked me with it, but without any care. He used me like I deserved.''

All the time Jade was recounting the story she could hardly stay still, her hips moving an inch side to side or up and down.

''Anything else?''

''I came. I fucking came all over the place. He laughed at me when I did.''

I struck her reddening ass once more and she whimpered, again enjoying the punishment. 

The next picture again involved the vibrator, as it glistened beside her face, her tongue extended onto it, the majority of it pressed against it, as she obviously licked her own cum from her toy. A nice follow up shot, but no time to dwell.

''What are you looking at baby? Please tell me.''

I slapped her hard once more, without saying a word and she fell silent again.

Now this trainee slave was on all fours, and Paul had crossed a new boundary, slipping his finger inside my girlfriend's now used cunt. I responded by reaching to my right and slipping a finger inside Jade's pussy, simulating what I was seeing in front of me.

Unlike last time, I felt much more in control of proceedings, despite the fact things had gone much further. I was rock hard, but also realising that using and abusing Jade was more fun for the time being.

Jade heard the click of the computer through the silence and I saw a similar picture, only this time an extra finger had disappeared inside her. I added another of my own to equal things up, as she gasped. These pictures had no art to them at all. The were point-of-view, with Paul obviously moving the camera around, high and low, to get the shot he wanted. Time to move on.

Wow, three fingers now. He was splitting her open, as I repeated the feat, using my thumb to open up a bent over Jade, and sticking another digit inside. She was bucking back, urging me to move in and out of her, but I stayed still. using my other hand to leave another hand print on her ass, sending a message to her to behave.

Quickly, I needed to see more. This picture was a complete close up of Jade's pussy, and wedged inside were four fingers, stretching her to breaking point.

''Tell me about the fingers,'' I commanded, as I began to move my hand, slowly adding my fourth finger, her extra wetness just about allowing the feat to take place.

Breathlessly, she began her tale.

''The first was posed. I jumped when he put it in but I was totally under his control. He started fingering me when he added the second and just clicked so many pictures as he added his third and his fourth. I felt like I was being stretched baby, and he put the camera down and started to really jam them into me. It was a little sore but because I had no choice I almost wanted him to add his thumb. I came again baby. All over his hand. Have you seen that?''

I continued to hammer into Jade from behind, using my other hand to flick to the next picture, which saw a close up of Jade's face sucking on all four of Paul's fingers as he forced them into her mouth. She was staring directly down the camera lens.

''Tell me more.''

''I felt so embarrassed, cumming every time he degraded me...''

She stopped talking as I moved my fingers around inside her, brushing against her most sensitive hidden parts. 

''Talk as you cum, slut.''

''He nearly choked me with his fingers... and... made.. me lick every bit... of... Ahhhhhh!!!''

She nearly fell off the table as she convulsed in ecstasy. I removed my fingers, and wiped away the juice on her ass, before wondering what was coming in the next photo, number eight, and over the half way point.

Now, this was not what I was expecting. Jade was on her back, legs bent back fully over her head, so that her own head was poking through her knees, and her ass was naturally stretched wide. Paul's finger had now moved into her tight hole as Jade licked her lips. Now, I had enjoyed my girlfriend's ass on a few special occasions, but for some reason I had not even thought that Paul would go there.

I spread Jade's ass, and rubbed against her butt, letting her know that I had seen the picture. I struck her right ass cheek three times in quick succession, evening up the soreness on both sides of her violated hole.

''Tell me how he fingered your ass?''

''Mmm, he didn't. This one was a staged shot, although he did take it half the way out and back in again before moving on. He used my pussy for lubrication.''

I left her expecting more spanking, but instead moved on. The next picture was all change, and instead it was Paul in his back, fully clothed and all I could see was Jade's face an inch away from his bulge and her hand rubbing it through the material, just like Adele had done for me. After what I had seen to far, this was a little tame, but I suppose it was telling a story. On I moved.

My friend was now in just his tight boxer shorts and nothing else. He must have held the camera away from his body but at waist height, as only Jade's head and shoulders were in the picture, and she had her mouth wrapped around the middle of his dick, almost biting it through the material. I knew what was coming next.

I was right. The picture was taken from a standing position, and there on her knees was my new found submissive, her face looking up and her hand wrapped around the base of Paul's cock. Her tongue was jutting out, stopping just an centimetre from his swollen head.

''Tell me what you did to Paul.'' I ordered, slapping her upturned ass a few times for good measure. I could tell Jade was ready to be brought off again, but there was no chance of that just yet.

''He made me rub it through his jeans, then made me take them off. He then made me bite his dick through his pants. Please touch my cunt, baby.''

''No. Now, continue or I will not allow you to cum for a week.''

''He then made me remove his pants while on my knees. His cock flopped out and struck my face. He told me to hold it at the base, and started to snap pictures. I moved my hand up and down his length. He didn't ask me to. I went slow as I knew he would cum quickly, and he hadn't told me to. Then he asked me did I want to suck it?''

I placed two fingers inside her once again, and she was drenched. Fuck, was it possible to satisfy her this weekend? I removed them, causing her to sigh. I flicked the picture, half expecting to see Jade's mouth wrapped around Paul's eight inches, which I wasn't sure was the right side of our new boundaries. Instead, this was a strange shot, with them standing facing each other, fairly close, and both Jade's hands between them, one out of sight and the other back on wanking duties.

''Well, you aren't sucking it in this picture. You are touching him with both hands. Explain.

''I told him I would do what he ordered, as anything he said was just the same as you saying it, but he said I would not be sucking his dick, and that I would have to wait for that. He stood me up and I played with his cock and balls at the same time as he pinched my nipples hard. He couldn't get the picture of his hands pulling on me at the same time as they were in the way.

Okay, two more pictures to go, and the first was Jade back on all fours, only this time she had red marks on her ass, just like she had now. and buried in her pussy was her vibrator. Her hands were stretched in front of her and handcuffed to the bed frame. 

''Looks like somebody didn't do what they were told.''

''Baby, he asked me to do something for the last picture, and I said I wasn't sure. I was loving my situation but even we had never done what he was asking. I just said I wasn't sure, and he calmly told me to go on all fours and then handcuffed me. He punished me. He used my pussy juice to make my ass cheeks wet and slapped me hard so many times I have no idea how many. He then got the vibrator and stuffed it inside me and started fucking me roughly, spanking me just as hard. I fucking came again baby, like a trashy whore. He made me beg to cum when he realised I was enjoying being taken in hand. He only took one picture after I had came. Just after.''

''What would have been worse, doing the picture he asked you to, or the punishment?''

''That's not it baby. He moved the vibrator to my asshole, and said he would stick it inside if I didn't do the picture. I was unable to move, so I agreed to the picture he ordered me to do in the first place. And I am glad he punished me. I learnt my lesson.''

So, a picture that Jade didn't want to do, after being filled full of fingers, having her ass invaded and wanking my best friend's dick? Wow, surely he didn't fuck her? Only one way to find out. Click.

Jade was no longer in the bedroom, but instead was squatting over the toilet in the ensuite bathroom, separated from the seat by about four inches. Her hand was between her legs, pulling her lips apart, and a steady stream of piss was streaming down into the water below. Now, I know Paul didn't think of that. It turns out, in Adele, I had a more than worthy adversary, or partner in crime, depending on how I wanted to play this.

''Tell me about taking this.''

''When he suggested it, I questioned him, but he was right. As I was pissing I could feel myself going bright red with shame, which I have learnt makes me want to cum. When I finished I started rubbing my clit and he stopped me, and told me I was showing just how much of a dirty slut I was. He was very crude.''

I returned to the main page and opened the folder marked 'open last', and rather than being greeted by a picture, it was a movie clip. Again, very clever. Modern cameras, eh? This really was taking it to another level.

''Should I fuck you while I watch this video clip?''

''Please do. I will do anything you want. I just need your thick cock inside me, not a vibrator.''

I moved the bench out of the way and moved the computer screen to a suitable position, so I could fuck Jade and still see every second. I didn't even bother with easing inside her, as she was open, wet and well used already. I noticed her head was also turned, as she strained to see the screen also, but I made her turn the other way and she obliged first time.

'The clip was only two and a half minutes long, and it was Jade on her back, with Paul's legs either side of her waist, maybe a little higher, her tits in frame but disappearing every time her hand moved up and down Paul's meat. Jade was talking to him, so I turned it up to hear her profanities loud and clear, as she begged him to cum on her. As Jade heard her words from the night before, she began to tighten around my cock. I couldn't believe it. She was building to a climax already.

Back to the video.

''I am a slut slave. I will do anything you ask, just please don't punish me. Please cum on me. I can bend in any position you want me. I am just here to use. My boyfriend wanted me to be good for you. Please spurt all over me. In my mouth, on my face, on my tits.''

Paul was now breathing heavily, but suddenly the picture went crazy, refocusing five seconds later, now from Jade's perspective, as Paul knelt between her open legs. His balls must have been close to resting on her clit as he pumped his own dick fast, almost shaking as he offloaded all over Jade, who was holding the camera to show the shots close up as they splashed onto her belly and up onto her tits. I am not sure if any hit higher, but was aware that, right now, Jade was tensing and about to release again.

The video camera was taken back by Paul who turned it onto Jade once more, who signed off with, ''Thank you. I am sorry I disobeyed you once. It won't happen again. Anything else?''

The picture went dead and Jade began to climax around my cock, bringing me to the point of no return, as I filled her with a monster load of my seed, before spinning her around and pulling her to the floor, bringing her mouth to my cock, which she greedily accepted and cleaned. She looked up at me with that wicked smile on her face.

''Well, was that too far baby?''

''No,'' I said. ''We discovered something about you last night, and now it's my turn to plan, after Paul had his night.''

''Are you going to punish Adele? Like Paul punished me? I would like to help you, as she spent all last night smiling at my predicament.'' All the time, Jade licked a mixture of my cum and hers off my cock, dipping down to lick my balls.

''I haven't decided yet. I need to think. The bar has been raised.''

We headed to the living room, pulling our clothes on as we went, relaxed and satisfied. Paul texted.

''Well? All okay? You said to take it to the next level and there was nothing beyond touching and cumming!''

''Very inventive, I must say. Where are you now?''

''Just at the coffee shop. Back in five. Will bring you Lattes.''

''Deal.''

After a nice afternoon, we left for home with our overnight bags and a USB drive with our new pictures and video. Paul had suggested we get together in a couple of weeks, once he was back from his next work trip, only this time he would be leaving the evenings entertainment to me!

Time to think.



The Next Level Ch. 01



"You just wait, even when you get to where we are meeting, you will still have no idea where I am going to take you!" Her words had haunted him for a monthnow and as he pulled into the parking lot of the hotel he could not help but wonder what she was planning. Taking a deep breath he shut off the engine and exhaled as he opened the door. It took him meremoments to open the trunk and retrieve his suitcase, but his mind felt as if time was slowing down. The last note he saw from her said three things the hotel's location, what to bring and that her name was now Dee and he was now Guy Zerr. He would have chuckled over his old nick name being brought up, but she was up to something and he was excited. 

It all started innocently enough during one of their massages. He was working on her legs as she was relaxing across the couch. They were comparing questionaires in their trendy Men's and Women's magazines that were extolling what either sex secretly wanted in bed, but was afraid to share. While she felt the men's magazine didn't touch on anything new since "every guy wants a two women at once" he felt the women's magazine was just silly. She took minor offense to that and gave him an incredulous look.

"C'mon you wouldn't like it if I did any of these things to you?" 

He paused for a moment and shrugged.

"No I'd think it was cool if you brought out ice cubes or a feather, but what I am saying is that stuff is pretty harmless. The magazine shouldn't make a claim like it has the inner secret kink of your man, when it's all pretty basic stuff."

She put the magazine down and sat up. Her legs remained in his hands, and his massage did not let up.

"Basic? We have not done a lot of the things listed in either of our magazines, you know?"

His grip tightened a bit as he worked out a knot. 

"Maybe that's because everytime I tried to do something new you give me that look."

Her face adopted the 'look', she was not happy.

"Excuse me? When have I said no to anything?"

He realized it was damage control time.

"Remember the first time I said I wanted to lick your ass? It was right after that shower and you said-"

Her legs curled under her body and she sat closer.

"I said go for it and you did it, so?"

She was getting angry and even though she looked hot when she was angry, he had to say something. 

"Yes I did, but I couldn't tell if you were into it or if you were just allowing me to do it. I want you to be into what I am into and when you didn't seem to be, I kind of closed up."

Now her anger swayed to disappointment.

"Closed up? So what else have you not told me about?"

This time, he sat up and his body tensed.

"You see this is the problem. I don't want you to just hear it all and go screaming out the door. There is a lot I have be curious about or have wanted to explore. I just don't want you to get the wrong idea."

Her hands went to his shoulders and face.

"Hon, you are the one who told me that nothing is really kinky. So what could be so bad? You can tell me. I won't run away screaming, I'll be quiet when I run for the door."

Her giggles were cut short when he stood up.

"Look, I don't want to make it some sort joke. I want this to be something you would be into as well."

She straightened her self and held his hands.

"You don't trust me? I mean what exactly do you want-"

He knelt down in front of her and smiled.

"I want you to be okay, no more than okay. I want you to be into whatever I am into."

Now she stood up and looked down at him with a stern and inquisitive look. 

"It is pretty obvious whatever you want is something important to you, but you are obviously not ready to tell me. If you were you would have already. I have to go, so unless you want to share something now, I'm sorry, this will have to wait."

He held onto her hands and kept her attention.

"I'll make a list. We could make a list, each of us. 

Then share them together. Would that work?"

She stroked his cheek and smiled.

"It's a good start and we can take turns so you can learn my interests." 

His eyes perked up on her words. He kissed her hands goodbye and noticed the look on her face. She felt his kisses and felt a small rush of power hit her. She liked this, he was opening up to her. Her hope was that this would make them closer not cringe. 

When he gave her his letter, she read it intently as he massaged her. Before he got to read hers she sat up and asked him if he was serious about his desires. She gave him a letter that said only "One Friday night, when you come home, you will find a list of instructions waiting for you. Follow them exactly and our fantasies will be fulfilled." 

As he walked towards to front desk had felt a little nervous. The woman at the desk smiled at him.

"Good evening Mister Zerr. Miss Dee is waiting for you in room 749 and left this for you."

The woman handed him an envelope and winked. He thanked her and went to the elevator. The doors closed and suddenly the style of this hotel hit him. 

The elevator was a combination of brass and mirrors with soft classical music. The doors opened and he made his way to the end of the hallway. He opened the enveloped and read the simple instructions. "You will refer to me as Mistress Dee. You will do as you are told without question or hesitation. Your safe word is Yellow." Inside his stomach his nerves were spinning like a swarm of butterflies. He put the letter in his pocket, took a deep breath and knocked on the door. 

The door opened a little to reveala dark room that offered only pocked of light. Night's light created a silohette of her curves as she stood against the balcony window. She shine of the patent leather of her boots, gloves and corset made his nerves tingle. The door closed behind him and suddenly he knew what her words meant.

"Drop your bags."

He instinctively dropped them and took a step, but she stopped him immediately.

"Did I tell you to come closer?"

His body froze as her words hit him.

"No... No you didn-"

Her voice crackled with energy. 

"No what?"

His eyes scanned the shadows and he noticed several shapes that he could not recognize in the dark.

"No... No Mistress Dee."

The pleasure of her pause was purr-like.

"You will go into the shower and wash every part of your body three times. Once you exit the shower you will not dry off. You will find a blind fold on the sink. You will secure it and then await my arrival and then you will do as I say? Do you understand?"

There was no ignoring her words and although he could not see her eyes, he felt them on him.

"Yes... Mistress Dee." 

As if a spell was broken, he now heard the soft stream of water from the shower. He opened the door and the steam of the room enveloped him. Undressing himself his mind raced and filled with images of his mysterious Mistress. In the back of his head he went through a mental checklist to recall everything he had put in the letter to her. Was she really going to do some of the things he wrote? This was the woman who barely let him lick food off her, so what did all this mean? As the water washed away the third session of shampoo he felt as clean as he had ever been in his life. Shutting off the water he ran his hands through his hair and held onto the shower head. This was it. 

He stepped out of the shower and lifted up the midnight blue silk scarf. Quickly testing it revealed that there was now easy way to cheat and see, so he tied it on and took another deep breath. The door opened with a soft click and the click of her heels on the tiled floor caught his ears. She was near him and it made his muscles tighten as he felt her pass him. The sounds of the shower stall doors sliding made him instictively turn his head, but all her saw was darkness. Suddenly his wrists we in her leather clad hands and her voice whispered in his ear. She was close enough to feel her breath.

"Lift your arms up and hold them there."

Her hands guide his higher and a smile trickles across her face as she secures his hands up with two sets of hand cuffs. The cold steel against his skin and clicking of the locks tightening clued him in that he was now hers.

"Keep your legs apart and don't move unless I say."

Leaving the room, her heels clicked on the tiles and she went to the cd player. There a mix cd with some of the songs he had labelled 'mood music' began to fill the room with it's tunes. She knew he was waiting and let him 'drip dry' as he remained locked to the shower. She checked her intricate make up in the mirror and admired her own creativity. A wicked smile eased out of her lips, one she would soon share with her slave. 

Her slave. For the first time it hit her, she was really doing this and what was more, she was enjoying it thoroughly. She felt powerful and sexy in the domme ensemble she purchased only weeks ago. She spent weeks researching his entire list and fed her curiosity. As much as she read and saw on line, it was the professional Dominatrix she had exchanged emails with that gave her guidance. Stopping to take in her reflection, she noticed how he eyes stood out surrounded by her face paint. Now it was time to take the next step.

The sounds of her heels clicking on the tile made him straihten up. The sound of shaving cream escaping softly filled his ears and then the feel of that cream hit his body. Her hands spread the cream all over his cock and balls and her touch made him writhe. Her hands massaged his low hanging balls that were now slick and slippery. Using patience and skill, she began to shave them slowly so that each stroke had his full attention. Her eyes went to his face as the razor cut a smooth path from his sac to his ass. Lifting her hand she knelt to the right and slapped him across his still wet ass. 

The crackle of her palm landing made him wince, but she was impressed he did not make a noise. She spanked him again and again until his body began to buckle with each landing. A red welt in the shape of her palm formed on him and she admired her work. As his breathing returned to normal, she leaned forward and stuck out her tongue. As she took a long lick her eyes went to his face and his deep sigh spoke of the joy he felt from her forbidden kiss. 

She turned on the faucet and let the water run hot as it filled a large cup. Throwing several towels beneath him and turned back and took the cup into her hand. Using her free hands she massaged his freshly shaved areas and then slowly raised the cup until the heat of it lofted over his smooth sac. After a quick test of the tempature, she lifted the cup until his sac began to sink into the water. The air escaped his lungs and his body tensed again as she dunked his entire package for a steam bath. Holding him there allowed his body to relax as the water slightly cooled, but she saw the change and pulled it away. 

Raising to her feet she held the cup against his chest and began to pour the contents out. The hot water

cascaded down his bad and washed away all of the remains of the shaving cream. 

"How do you feel, Slave?"

Just saying it made her own wetness continue.

"Excellent... Mistress Dee."

Turning she left the room and brought in the bag of goods she had been secretly collecting. When she walked the tiles echoed under the hum and beat of the music. Dropping the bag on the floor with a thud his head tilted to figure out what she was up to. 

"Slave, now that your balls are nice and loose, I am going to test your limits. Are you ready for my test?"

He tensed as he responded, curious of her test.

"Yes... Mistress Dee, I am"

She lifted out a weighted leather ballstretcher strap which was filled with lead shot for solid, but compact weight. Dexteriously she snapped on the simple device and watched his sac lengthen as his balls were forced downward. His body didn't flinch too much, but she was prepared for that and brought out the second, heavier ball stretcher. Wasting no time, she strapped that one on as well and now the strain was far more visible, but not nearly as much as he could handle. The second ballstretcher was also equiped with small d-rings that would allow her to attached weights. That was exacly what she was going to do. She began to attched several weighted lead anchors that increased the pulling power. Now the strain was showing and his face showed it. It was nearly time for her to explore some of this more difficult aspects of his letter. 

"Slave are you ready to behold your Mistress?"

Under the straining breath, he spoke.

"Yes... my... Mistress Dee... Yes!"

She reached up and untied the blindfold and then slowly pulled on it so it unraveled. She went to her knees and looked into his eyes and the scarf fell to the floor. 

His eyes adjusted to the light and when he lookd down her saw something he never expected. Her face was adorned with a beautiful mix of white and midnight blue face paint that made her eyes stand out surrounded by the dark colors. Her lips were inches away from him body and her kisses left marks from the blue lipstick. He hands massaged his cock and traced along his strained balls. With each touch his body shuddered and then he gasped. Not as the strain of the stretching and weights, but as the feel of her tongue running along his exposed sac. 

She found herself enjoying the smell of the leather as she licked him. Their eyes remained locked for her mouths journey from his sac to his lust thickened cock. Her tongue became a whirling dervish of passion as it soaked him with her desire. As his moans increased she timed her next move carefully and leaned back. 

His eyes traced her body as she leaned back on her heels and took in her lovely view. Black patent boots, with matching gloves and a corset that made her already ample bosom, bubble out further. Her hands stroked him and he could tell that her touch could make him lose control very soon. 

As one of her hands clutched this cock, the other came close to his heavily stretched balls and slapped them lightly. She knew this would be a big challenge to tackle. She looked up at his face and his eyes were full of wonder. He enjoyed it! With precision she began to slap his balls and changed speeds and power. His body was now jerking with her blows and she saw his eyes were closed from the combination of pleasure and pain. Her body rushed with excitement and something stirred within her like she had never felt before.

"Slave you were dubbed Guy Zerr in the past due to your ability to produce a lot of cum. I want you to do that for me, now. Are you ready to do that for me now? Tell me Slave, are you ready?"

His body was now bucking and fighting the urge to cum, but he wanted to please her at all costs. 

"Yessss! Mistress Dee, yess!" 

She softly stroked his cock so that her touch was barely felt, but her slaps were making him mad.

"Give me your cum! I want your cum to fill my hand so I can take you to the next level! Do it now! CUM!"

Her slaps were now making his balls and lengthened sac were swinging as she slapped. His body convulsed and his face contorted as his moans grew louder. The first stream of cum shot up and lands in one long line that stretched from her breast to her neck and chin. Then another landed on her palm as she made sure to catch his cum in her palm as best she could. She lost count after seven shots and noticed that there were several spots of his cum that dotted her body. His body shook violently as waves of post orgasms aftershocks rippled through him. His wet hair still dripped as she rose to her feet and licked the cum from her lip. She was impressed with how much cum he had filled her palms with and he admired the way his cum dripped all over the hands. Inside her she felt closer to him and at the same time, raw and savage with her hands and body splattered with his cum. Her smile faded to a sinister grin. 

"Slave, it's time for you to go to the next level. Prove your commitment to me. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Now slave!"

He did as she commanded, his mouth opened and she was suddenly surprised to notice how big his tongue really was. She lifted her cum coated hand and showed it off to him as she bright it to her lips and looked into his eyes. It was then that she leaned in and sucked on his tongue and chewed it softly. The passion of her kiss connected them in a deeper way then they had shared in all the time they had been seeing each other. It was so soulful and yet sinful, the naughtiness of her kiss. She growled softly and was happy to see him leave his tongue stuck out as she pulled away. With a swift spin, she swiped her cum coated hand all over his tongue! The sensation of his warm cum on his cum stunned him and yet he was turned on like never before. His cum spilled over his lips and filled his mouth. He made every effort to please her with his mouth and kept his tongue out. 

"Now lap up your cum slave! Clean my gloves of every drop of your seed. Only if they are fully clean will I allow you to go to the next level."

Something inside him made him forget everying else but her words. Her eyes grew wide as his tongue lapped up the mess he had made of her glove. Inside of her, she felt a wetness that made her long for his touch. She never expected that he would be up for this, but watching him polish her gloves made her incredibly horny. She was impressed that he attempted to keep licking her hand clean as she pulled her hand away. She used her clean hand to unlock his arms and he fell to his knees. He attempted to unlock the ball stretchers, but she would have none of that.

"Slave, if you wish to be released from the stretchers, then you must earn it. Clean my body of your remaining cum as you unlock them."

She then took great pleasure in watching him try to clean her off and free himself of the stretchers. His mouth kissed her across the large loop fishnet stocking and found every spot he could. As he began to rise he licked her neck and started to pull away.

"Not so fast slave, you think you got it all, but there's more to clean from a place you love to worship with your tongue."

She turned her body to that her ass was now directly in front of his face. His eyes went to her smooth and curvy bottom, but didn't see anything. Then she brought down her other palm and makde sure to smear in the cum from his palm across her ass. With a look to her eyes, he began to lick and chew her butt in ways she did not expect. She began to feel her wetness seep down her thighs and after he has cleaned her cheeks, she took the remaining traces of cum and left a trail from the deepest region of her ass, across her soaking lips and then left circles of cum on her hard nipples. 

"Slave, please me with your tongue. I want to gush all over your face, so please me."

With reckless passion his mouth attacked his deepest regions with the tongue she was so impressed

by. Her heightened sexual energy made her body more responsive than ever and as his mouth worked over his clit his hands delved inside her and began to work. His middle and ring finger quickly found her G spot in a way only a comfortable lover can. Her hands went to the back of his had and drove his face into her sex. She grabbed a handful of his hair and her back arched against the wall. She balanced herself on the edge of the sink and against his shoulders and her legs rested. Suddenly she felt the twinge that meant one thing, she was ready to explode. His hands began to pump into her and the sounds and wetness increased. Her motuh dropped open as his mouth refused to quit. As the first orgasm built, her hands grabbed the sink and held on tight. His mouth refusing to give up brought her to the egde of an explosive orgasm and finally pushed her over it! 

The first eruption splashed out of her like a hydrant that had been up capped. His face was soon being bathed by her juices and he kept on pumping and licking. Her body twisted and her hands slammed against the counter and then his shoulders as a gutteral scream escaped her lungs. Splash after splash dripped down his chin and soon left is face a shinning symbol of her sexual pleasure. He refused to yield until she finall commanded him.




The Next Level Ch. 01



"Slave... stop... no more... stop... yellow!"

Upon hearing her final word his mouth halted and his face lifted to hers. A shared smile led to a passion soaked kiss that only that moment could have yielded. She composed herself as they both caught their breath. Sitting up she pushed him back and spoke words he did not expect to hear.

"Slave that was magnificent, but you best catch your breath. We have a lot more to do tonight to reach the next level."



to be continued...