2 comments/ 30149 views/ 4 favorites Suite 69 Ch. 1 By: daddyskitten The elevator rises to the twenty-sixth floor. Once the doors open I am no longer myself. I will be his to do with as he pleases. I drink in my own reflection. I'm wearing a short black silk dress, black thigh high stockings and a red g-sting pulled tightly between my pussy and ass. Complete with black five-inch heels. He loves to see me like this. His whore. His fucking slut. I love this feeling of being possessed. My nipples are hard and my pussy is already throbbing. The elevator light changes to the number six. The door slides open as the elevator bell startles me out of my daydream. I step from the elevator and look for Suite 69. It's at the end of the hall. I stand facing the red door. I can smell him. I knock, softly. So soft, I am sure I will have to knock again. But before I do the doorknob turns and the red suite door slowly opens. I step inside the room. The large picture window over the bed in the corner is open. He comes up behind me gently grabbing me around the waist. "I have a surprise for you." On the bed is a luscious, beautiful blonde. About 5'7” full firm breasts, a smooth shaven pussy and the most seductive green eyes. "I know what you like." He certainly does. Candles are lit in every corner of this magnificent room. Dark, rich colors adorn every inch of this luxurious suite. I want to turn to face him but he holds me steady. The blonde is watching us. "Christine, this is Heather...an acquaintance." She smiles at me slowly drinking me in. She's wearing all black. She slowly looks up and down my body. She lingers at the area where my pussy is as if trying to see through the black silk dress. In an agonizingly slow fashion, she inches up her gaze to my tits. I have never been looked at by any man this way. When her eyes lock with mine, she ever so slightly parts her lips then licks the bottom edges of her teeth not quite licking her sensuous lip. My breathing increases. He cups my right breast while still holding my waist. In my ear he whispers, "Do you see the chair in the corner by the bed." I breathlessly whisper, "Yes." "I am going to sit there." "I am going to watch you and Heather." "I am going to tell you want I want you to do to Heather." "I am going to tell Heather what to do to you." "Do you understand Christine?" He pinches my nipple and twists it ever so gently. "Yes." "Good sweetheart. I know what a good fucking whore you are and I want Heather to know too." He grabs my hair and pulls my head to one side away from his mouth. He teasingly bites my neck and then turns me to face him. "Open your mouth." I part my lips. Breathing hard. His mouth opens and immediately I feel his tongue in my mouth licking my own tongue. He French kisses me...open-mouthed the way I love it. When he stops he turns my head towards Heather. For the first time in detail I notice what she's wearing. A tight black corset that stops below her beautiful tits. I gasp when I notice her nipples are pierced. She's not wearing any panties and her black thigh high stockings are topped with lace. She's also wearing the same black heels as I am. "Champagne." At his words, Heather rises from the bed and walks to a small wet bar to pour me a glass of champagne. He releases me. She saunters towards me and hands me the glass. Her nails are a hot shade of red. I can't wait to feel them spreading my legs. She is facing me. We stand eye to eye. She takes my hand entwining her fingers with my own. She raises our hands towards her face and says, "I love your manicure." Referring to my french manicure. "Do you like what I am wearing, Christine?" Ummm...the sound of her velvety voice is making my pussy quiver. "Yes, especially these." With that I am gently pulling on her nipple ring. She moves my hand down between her legs and presses my hand against her cunt. "Ummm...then I bet you'll like this even better." I feel the cold metal of the ring piercing the hood of her clit. He is behind me again. He reaches for my wrists and holds them firmly in his hands. I can feel the heat of his body. Suddenly, he holds both my wrist in one of his large hands. I feel course sisal rope caress the side of my soft cheek. “Do you belong to me?” he asks. Breathlessly, I answer, “Yes." "Show me. Give Heather your wrists.” He releases my wrists and I hold them out to Heather. I see him hand her the rope. He reaches between my own legs and cups my pussy, as I did Heather. "Heather take off Christine's dress first." She slowly slips the thin straps off my shoulder. The dress falls to the floor exposing my body. My tits are staining against my red lace bra. She softly caresses the upper swells of both my tits. "Do you like her Heather?" "Mmmm yes," she replies while slowly removing my lacey bra. "I am going to enjoying doing what you tell me, to her." "Good, then tie her wrists together…tightly.” Heather begins binding my wrists. The rough rope scrapes my overly sensitive skin, sending shivers up my arms. Suddenly, he grabs the g-string and pulls the material up sharply between the lips of my pussy. "Take the champagne Heather, put some in your mouth and share a drink with Christine." She puts the long stemmed glass up to her pouting red lips and drinks a mouthful. She uses one hand to cup the side of my face and begins to move towards me. I feel her lips touch mine and instantly my juices begin to flow, soaking the crotch of my g-string. He is watching us so close. She allows me to suck some of the champagne from her mouth. It's now warm. Her tongue is thrusting into my mouth. "Open mouthed Heather. She likes being kissed open mouthed." Heather pulls back; our tongues lick and touch each other. He's whispering in my ear. "Oh baby, you like this don't you. Ummm...my little whore's pussy is so wet." Heather's hands go to my tits. She's pinching my nipples so hard. He's behind me pressing his hand against my cunt. "That's it baby. French kiss your toy. That's right. Heather's our little toy and what are you sweetheart?" I break the kiss. Breathlessly, I answer, staring at Heather; "I'm your fucking whore." "You'll do whatever I say won't you baby?" He pulls my hands above my head. "Yes." He pulls me away from Heather and walks me towards the sumptuous bed. "Get on the bed on your knees." I do as he pleases. "Heather, come here." She moves towards him. He positions her in front of him where I can see her. He cups her beautiful tits. "Heather take off her g-string." She pushes the material down my hips to my knees and leans me to one side so that she can remove it. "Bring it here." She stands and walks toward him with my g-string in her hand. "Smell her." He raises the crotch to her nose and she deeply inhales. "MMmmmmm. She smells delicious." "Good enough to eat Heather?" "Oh yes." "Push up your beautiful tits for Heather to kiss, Christine." I squeeze my gorgeous tits together as best I can with my wrists tieg. I offer them to Heather. She eagerly begins to lap at my nipples. Once they are wet with her saliva she gently blows the sensitive tips. He moves to sit in the chair by the bed. He is in shadow from mid-chest up. All I can see is his black silk boxers and tanned legs. He pours a drink and sits back to relax preparing to conduct Heather and I in a sexy liaison. He lifts his legs and rests them on the edge of the bed crossing them at the ankles. My mind grows foggy as Heather's mad assault on my tits continues. I cannot stop grinding my hips. "Christine lie on your back." At first I hear the words from far away then without thinking turn over to lie on the bed. I feel the sensuous satin against my ass. "Heather....the honey." I see Heather kneel between my spread legs and reach over to the nightstand to get a bottle of amber-colored honey. She pulls the top off with her teeth. "Oh baby you're so wet for Heather. Good thing, she loves pussy." She pulls my wrist above my head. "What should I honey-up first?" "Hmmmm...good question...start with those hard nipples." She forces my tied hands above my head. She smiles at me as she squeezes honey out of the bottle poise high above me. The feeling of warm honey hitting my nipples is so erotic I am almost on the verge of coming. "Now move between her tits." She pours the almost hot honey between my tits. "Squeeze your tits together baby." I squeeze my tits and honey oozes out all over my tummy. "Now down her stomach to her pussy." Heather trails a line of honey from between my tits down to my pussy. She moves in close to make sure she's hitting all the right spots. She groans at seeing my pussy shaved bare like her own close up. When she's through she puts the cap back on and tosses the honey bottle to the floor. I suppose, I am not going to be returning the favor. "Now, Christine, Heather is going to lick the honey off your beautiful body and I know how close to cumming you must be but you are not to cum. No matter what, until I tell you to cum. Is that clear?" He's going to make me beg for it. I tentatively answer, "Yes." Heather starts with the sides of my tits. Licking the honey like candy. Every once in a while she shares the sweet sticky honey with me. I hungrily lap honey from her luscious lips and suck her sweet tongue. "Lower," he says. She begins a trail of bites and licks from the area between my tits to my pussy. "Massage her pussy with the honey." With her left hand she spreads my lips and with the right she begins to slowly spread the amber cream all over my swollen lips. "Move to her clit." She quickly moves to slowly rub the tip of my clit. My pussy is on fire. "Please." I plead. I can't stand this. I want her tongue on my pussy, sucking my clit. "Please what Christine?" "Oh God, please...please make her lick it." "What's the matter baby too much for that hard clit?" "Yes!" "Hmmmm...Heather...spank her pussy." She raised her hand, locks my gaze and smacks my pussy hard. The sound resonates through the room. My hips arch off the bed. "Please, please you know I can't stand this. I'm begging you." "Spank it again." She quickly spanks my throbbing pussy again. "Again." SLAP.b "Again." SLAP! He moves in close to me...whispering in my ear. "I can smell my sweet pussy." "Are you close Christine?" "Yesss." He takes my tied wrists in his hand, holding them tightly above my head. "Do you want to cum?" "Ooh, yeess." "Heather...I want you to lick her lips. I want you to suck her clit and when you make her cum make sure you get her juice all over your face and I want you to kiss her...you love the taste of your own pussy don't you Christine?" "Ooh, yes!" Heather begins to erotically lick my pussy. She's moaning like she's enjoying my cunt so much. "Oh yeah, right there." She reaches beneath my knees and raises them up to spread my pussy further apart. He grabs one leg and spreads me wider. "What did I tell you Heather? Isn't she a sweet little wet cunt?" Her muffled agreement is barely audible. "Now, Christine are you ready to go over the edge?" I can't answer. I can't do anything but moan. "Finger her ass." "Uuugh," is the only response I can give, knowing that with that I'm done. I feel her finger at the entrance to my tight ass. "Get her ass ready for me Heather." He's going to fuck my ass. I'll be cumming all night. Heather works first one then two honey-coated fingers in my ass. She starts a slow fucking. All the while sucking my clit and flicking it with her skillful tongue. Suite 69 Ch. 2 My world explodes into a million vibrant, radiant colors. My body ceases to be my own. I can no longer feel the bed beneath me. I try to inhale. This orgasm is rocking my body out of control. I look down between my thighs and see Heather smiling up at me, fire sparkling in her green eyes. "Oh baby you have no idea how nasty you look and this pussy tastes sooo good," she purrs at me. I see him moving his head towards where she is until they are cheek-to-cheek staring at me. He smiles that gorgeous smile, "Mind if I share?" They spread my legs wider apart and both of them lick at my pussy at the same time. The indescribable feeling of two hot tongues licking at my cunt is pushing me near another orgasm. I watch them pause to kiss each other sharing my taste. They stop. They are both standing at the edge of the bed. He is behind her caressing one of her luscious tits. He whispers something in her ear that cannot hear. He pulls me up from the bed and lays down where I was. "Come here." I move to straddle him. Mmmm, the feeling of his hips between my thighs. I start to slowly grind my hips against him. Rubbing my wet pussy into the smooth black satin of his boxers. His hands move to guide my hips. I am staring down at him licking my lips and squeezing my own tits. Without speaking he mouths the words, "You want it don't you baby?" My head falls backward so that my hair cascades down my back. "I think I want to fuck my pussy a little before WE take you on baby." He grabs my wrists and rolls me over. Quickly he grabs my ankles and pulls them up and spreads them nice and wide stretching my pussy open. Heather pulls his boxers down. Immediately, his cock rams into me. I clutch at the sheets I can reach, pulling and writhing beneath his hard body, trying to get him deeper…trying to get him to fuck me hard…sooo hard. "I need it." "You need what Christine?" "I need you to fuck me." "You'll get fucked when I decide to fuck you." Heather moves to straddle my stomach facing him. They are teasingly moving in unison…her pussy rubbing against me while his cock is buried to the hilt. Again he whispers in her ear and then she moves to straddle my mouth. The unbelievable site of this beautiful pierced shaved pussy above my mouth is making me crazed with lust. I swallow hard anticipating the feel of her in my mouth on my tongue. She slowly lowers her cunt to my mouth. I inhale deeply…the faint smell of roses and the unmistakable scent of a woman. I lick her clit out of its soft hiding place. I suck it into my mouth. Oh god, his cock in me and her pussy in my face. I feel myself nearing another orgasm at the thought of what this must look like. My legs spread so wide with his hands around my ankles and my black stiletto heels. Her straddling my face, moaning, french kissing him, and grinding against my tongue…getting ready to explode and drip down my throat. His cock slowly sliding in and out of my hot wet hole. He pulls out of me…I groan a soft inaudible cry. But his cock is quickly replaced with his tongue. He's lapping at my pussy and inserting his finger into my ass. He's really working on my clit now and here it comes again. Another rocket explodes in my cunt. Quickly, Heather cums, flooding my face with her cream. Mmmmm she's sooo sweet. Her thighs are tightly squeezing my head and her hands are clenched around my tits. She's slowly returning to earth. When she's through using my mouth she treats me to a long sensuous kiss…sharing her juice. But the best is yet to come. He pulls me to my knees near the edge of the bed. "Can I suck it?" "Yes, baby, just kiss the tip." I purse my lips while he watches and lower my head to his rock hard cock and kiss the tip. I can't help myself; I start to lick the head. He immediately pulls it away from my mouth. "You naughty girl, you didn't ask me if you could suck my cock." "Please," is all I can get out. Heather moves next to me on the bed. She grabs a handful of my long hair and yanks my head up. She moves her mouth right next to me ear. We are both looking up at him. "Christine, beg him." "Please, oh god please let me suck it. Use my mouth." Heather again pulls on my hair and forces my mouth open. He moves closer so his hard cock is right in my face. I watch as Heather takes him in her hot mouth. She sucks back and forth a few times getting him even harder. Pre-cum is dripping from the head of his cock. She takes the pearly cream on the tip of her tongue and kisses me so hard. Forcing her tongue deep in my mouth. When she pulls back from the kiss she looks right in my eyes, "He's going to fuck your tight throat and cum deep inside." As soon as she moves out of the way, he grabs the sides of my face and rams his cock in my mouth. It starts to slide right down my tight throat. I can't help but gag and yet I have never been more aroused at being used this way. After a few minutes, I relax and he's sliding straight down my throat. I can't believe it. I have never suck him like this before. The entire time Heather his pulling my hair making suck him deeper and harder. "Oh god this bitch is going to make me cum." He's never talked to me like that and hearing it is going make me cum. My wrists are aching but I don't want this to ever stop. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming." He explodes in my throat. I can feel it going right down. I choke and he pulls back. His cum fills my mouth. Heather quickly takes him in her mouth and cleans his semi-rigid cock. He grabs my throat. "Don't you dare swallow." He waits for Heather to finish. "Share my cum, both of you, I want to see Heather suck it from your mouth, Christine." He watches as we deeply French kiss. I let her lick his creamy cum from my mouth. And then seconds later, lick some of it from her lips. He groans, watching us share his cream. He cups one side of my face and then one side of Heather's. He leans down and gives us both a very long, deep kiss. His tongue is so soft and wet then suddenly; the three of us are engaged in the most erotic open-mouthed kiss. We break the kiss and I sit back and he quickly removes the rope. My wrists are slightly red if not a little bruised from the rope. He gently rubs the insides of both wrists and lifts them to his lips. Kissing each inner wrist in turn, he looks down at me and whispers, "A reminder of who you belong to, Christine." Heather leaves the bed for a few moments and he lays me back coming down next to me. Several minutes pass, as he caresses my hot, slightly damp skin. It doesn't take long before we both aroused again. "Get on top, baby, straddle me." I face him and climb on top. "No, sweetheart, face the other way." I stop wondering what he has planned…then I remember his comment…'we take you on.' As I position my pussy above his throbbing cock I notice Heather standing at the end of the bed with the thickest, longest strap-on dildo. She looks incredible erotic. This drop dead gorgeous blonde with this enormous cock. He pushes me slightly forward and I look behind me and he is stroking his cock applying a small amount of Wet to his cock. "I'm going to fill that pretty ass baby, while Heather fucks your pussy," all the while stoking his cock. My breath is caught in my throat. He grabs my hips, raises me above him and slowly pushes his cock deep into my ass. It feels sooo good. I lean back and take him in all the way. Heather then moves to straddle his legs and strokes her cock while pinching my nipples. "That's it, ride his cock, shove it in your ass Christine." This is unreal…I need that cock in my pussy. I need Heather to fuck me. "Is this what you want sugar?" She's rubbing the dildo against my pussy…against my clit. "Yes…give it to me." "Like this sweetheart?" She inserts the tip. I strain to get more of her into me without letting him slip out of my ass. "Yessss…please." "More honey? You want more?" "Yes." She grabs my hips and rams the entire length of this massive cock into my pussy. I think I am going to split in half. I am in such a state of ecstasy. These two cocks are alternatively sliding in and out of both my holes. She's got great rhythm. I begin to feel him tensing up in my ass. "Get ready Christine I am going to fill your tight ass with cum, baby." "Oh, fuck." I scream out, slamming hard down on him. I feel him flooding me. Heather pulls out of my cunt. She grabs the back of my head and pulls my mouth forward towards that enormous cock. "You little whore suck your juice off my cock. I open my mouth and she slams that rod straight down my throat. I gag but love her making me suck my cum off this dildo that was just in my cunt. He slips out of my ass. He whispers in my ear, "You naughty girl." "What a fucking whore you are." "Mmmmm, but you look so good." Heather pulls out of my mouth. "Heather, I think Christine needs a bath." She removes her dildo and walks towards a large sunken tub. After the tub is filled with hot, soapy water, Heather and I make our way to the tub. He joins us later handing us both glasses of champagne. I know this night must come to an end soon. Heather and I are sitting next to each other across from him. She's caressing my tits and we french kiss ever so often. This woman is intoxicating. "Are you enjoying Heather, Christine?" "Yes." "Well, this occasion is not quite over." Now, my interests are piqued. "I want to take two beautiful women to dinner." "Come Christine", she says stepping out of the tub, "we should get you ready."