Mastering the Virgin - Box Set One (eBook)

A BDSM Ménage Erotic Romance

Simone Leigh (Autor)

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2017 | 1. Auflage
210 Seiten
Coffee Break Erotica (Verlag)
978-0-00-003525-7 (ISBN)

Infos

The Boys are Back in Town....

James is a Dom. Michael loves women. When the two become unlikely friends, they form a team, working the clubs and enjoying a carefree bachelor existence.

Until, one day, James is offered an unusual opportunity: to Buy A Virgin...

A Tale of BDSM, Ménage Erotic Romance.

Explicit adult content. For mature readers only

This Box Set contains the following stories, previously published separately

Part One: Friends

Part Two: Partners

Part Three: Allies

Part Four: Comrades

Total approx 63,000 words

Textauszug

He’s here again, the tall, dark-haired Dom I saw giving Jeannie a hard time....

Not that she didn’t enjoy it....

I’ve not seen him for a few weeks, but he’s there propping up the bar again with a wine glass in his hand.

He’s barely drinking though....

Watching what’s going on....

Might as well say Hi....

I order a beer, then amble across to lean back against the bar nearby and nod a hello to him. He acknowledges it with a tilt of his glass.

“Not seen you for a couple of weeks.”

“No,” he agrees, sipping his wine, “I don’t live in the area. I travel here on business every so often.”

“Oh? Where’s home then?”

He takes a large mouthful of his wine....

Stressful question?

“Wherever I hang my hat, really.”

Odd reply....

Time to break the ice....

I offer my hand. “Michael Summerford.”

He accepts it with a sharp, business-like tug and a brief smile. “James Alexanders.” There’s a short silence; the kind where strangers are angling for a suitable topic of conversation, then “You’re local yourself, then? Here regularly?” he asks

“Me? Oh, yes. Born and bred in the area. And yes, I’m here, or at one of the other clubs two or three times a week.”

His brows arch. “No.... um.... regular girlfriend, then? No Mrs Summerford?”

I shake my head. “No, I like to keep things uncomplicated. My life’s too busy for....” I make air commas with two sets of fingers.... “.... relationships.”

“How’s that, then? The too busy part?”

Is he actually interested...? Or just being polite?

“I run my own business. It’s building up nicely, but I work every hour God sends to keep it on the rails. You know how it’s been since the Crash.”

He nods. “Oh, yes, I do know. So, what do you....?”

His question is cut off by the arrival of Chloe.

Chloe and I are old friends, in the ‘Fuck, have fun and leave it at that.’ sense. And she’s a looker, with a good figure that she keeps in trim by working out hard at the gym. And given that I get the benefits, without ‘complications’, I’m happy for her to use my facilities at the Centre.

“Hi, Michael.” she says, sashaying across the dance-floor, wearing her ‘Fuck Me’ smile. “Nice to see you again. Want to play?”

“Oh, I think so. Would you like a drink first?”

“No, I’ve had a couple already. I’m looking for a bit more right now. Or,” she glances at James, “am I interrupting something?”

“Not at all,” he says, forestalling my attempt to disentangle myself and take up Chloe’s offer without embarrassment, “we were just chatting. Go enjoy yourselves.”

His face very straight, he eye-points me at Chloe.

Very decent of you....

*****

Chloe does rather a good striptease; it’s her speciality and I know she enjoys exhibiting herself as much as I enjoy the show. And of course, whoever’s in the viewing galleries gets the benefit too.

I lie back on the bed, watching her peel off a skin-tight lycra dress to reveal that’s she’s wearing a g-string underneath and no more, unless you want to count her earrings.

Her figure is good, not spectacular, but because she’s fit and toned, she still looks great and with her medium-large tits, she doesn’t need a bra either. She’s quite dusky-skinned, some variety of South-American I think, and her nipples are dark and brown against the coffee of her breasts. As she sways and shimmies for me, a crowd is gathering outside the viewing port, enjoying her performance and my cock is nudging awake.

She’s an uncomplicated soul is Chloe, and I know she doesn’t stand on ceremony, so I stand to quickly strip off, then sit again, patting the bed next to me.

Undulating onto the sheet, she lies on her back, knees slightly parted. The invite is clear, and, I can’t help but notice, she’s giving the audience a view of her pussy. She enjoys an audience does our Chloe.

How to play it....?

I kneel up and across her, straddling her waist, so my shaft’s on offer if she feels like wrapping her mouth around me. I’m sure she will. It’s just a matter of when.

.... spilling over your tongue while you look up at me with those big brown eyes....

She’s colouring up nicely, her skin pinking and sheening with perspiration. And as I play with her nipples, sucking at one while I pinch at the other with thumb and forefinger, she quivers under me, the tremble in her muscles transmitting through to my thighs.

Time to up the game a bit....

Wonder how wet you are? Let’s find out....

Reaching behind me, I probe between her legs, inching between her labia to her clit. She’s nicely wet, whimpering beautifully as I play with her, flicking with the pad of a finger at her sweet spot. Working her clit with one hand, a nipple with the other, my angle’s a bit awkward, but I know she likes it....

But it’s not quite right, is it....?

.... I sense that I’m not quite hitting the mark with her. She’s enjoying herself, but her arousal’s not ramping up as I’d like.

What’s missing?

“What is it, Chloe? Am I doing something wrong?”

She hesitates.

Yes.... I’m doing something wrong....

“Don’t worry. Tell me. I’ll not be offended. My ego will cope.”

Tell me.... Then I know for next time....

I smile to reassure her. If I’m missing something, I want to know what. “Come on, out with it.”

“I’d like you to be a bit rougher.”

“Rougher? You’ve never asked for that before. I didn’t know you liked....”

“You’re lovely, Michael, but sometimes a girl likes a bit more....” She swallows her words, then, “It’s quite nice to be, um, manhandled a bit.”

Manhandled?

“You want me to knock you about?”

I’m about to back off. I’m really not comfortable delivering that kind of thing, but as I hover over what to do....

Don’t want to disappoint the girl....

And my cock aches....

.... I see that out in the viewing gallery is James. Having watched his performances, I know he has no trouble giving a woman as much heat as she wants. They usually scream their safety words before he gives up.

I bend close by her face, keeping my voice low. “Chloe, how do you feel about having two of us? That guy you just met is out there, and he loves that sort of thing.”

“Two of you?”

“Yes, two.”

She smiles and arches. “That’s kind of kinky.” Her words sound as though she’s protesting, but her body language says otherwise.

“Having sex in front of an audience, and asking a man to rough you up isn’t exactly vanilla.”

She pauses, sucking at her lip then, “Why not? It sounds really sexy.”

I kiss her cheek. “Good Girl. Now, stand up and bend over the bed.... No, this way, I want him to see your ass.”

I look back out at the viewing gallery, picking James out of the crowd. I make a slapping motion over Chloe’s ass and a ‘come hither’ sign to him.”

He glances either way at the gathered audience, then points at himself, the question on his face.

I nod. Yes, you.

As I unlock the door, James strolls in, hands in pockets, a smile playing around his eyes, and I re-bolt the door behind him. He gazes down at Chloe, towering over her. She, her face pressed sideways against the bed, looks back up at him, her expression alternating between curiosity, anticipation and worry.

Wondering if you’ve bitten off more than you can chew?

Perhaps you have....

“Chloe, this is James. James, this is Chloe. I think the two of you would enjoy getting to know each other.”

He stands looking down at her, very casual but every inch the Dom. “Hello, Chloe.” He’s not smiling, exactly, but there’s a softness around his eyes. “Nice to meet you.” And now, in this situation, I notice the deep, rich tone to his voice; the kind that makes women wet in their panties.

“Hello, nice to meet you too.... Sir.”

His eyes briefly meet with mine, then he sits beside her, stroking her displayed butt. “What are your safe-words, Chloe?”

Straight to the point....

“May I use yellow and red, Sir?”

“Ideal.” He’s looking her over. “Show me yourself, Chloe.”

“Show myself?”

“Yes, show me yourself. We’ve not met before and, while you have a very nice ass, I’d like a better look at you. You were showing everyone a few minutes ago. Now... show me.... on your knees. We both want to see you.”

She rolls over, kneeling up on the bed and looking a little uncertain, but a flush is rising over her skin...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 1.11.2017
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur
• ISBN-10: 0-00-003525-4 / 0000035254
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-003525-7 / 9780000035257