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Authors: Dawn Robertson
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction
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seductive. “Will there be any man-on-man action tonight?”
I’m just as interested in the answer. I stare at Levi, waiting for him to reply; he is confused, torn, as am I. A hint of jealousy erupts through my chest just thinking about Levi with anyone else. What. The. Fuck? He wants to say yes, but he doesn't want the implication of questioning his sexuality after the experience. I’m mean, but I’m not mean enough to thrust him into that, so I cut in, quickly becoming territorial.
“No, if anything, I will use my strap-on to fuck Levi. But honestly, Vince, I would just rather have two cocks inside me tonight. It's been so long.” I sound like a whiny little girl, Veruca Salt in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory . I hadn't planned on wanting the experience, but since it has presented itself, I’ll jump at it. Something about two cocks at once always sets me on fire.
“Thanks for clearing that up, Mistress Marilyn. If that is all the business we have, you both will strip now.” Master Vince's voice leaves no hesitation at all. A shiver slides down my spine; damn, this man is good at what he does. I wonder why I never gave in to him before. Not that being dominated was high on my list of shit to do.
My corset falls to the floor alongside the barely there skirt. Before I can remove any of my lace lingerie, Master Vince stops me, eyes blazing over my body.
“Well, well, well. Mistress Marilyn. I have heard tale of your erotic lingerie, but it could have never prepared me for this beautiful sight. Leave it all on, except for the bra. Lose that.” His hand grazes my back, and I feel the clasp of my bra unsnap. I slide it down my body, letting it join the rest of my clothing on the floor. Completely distracted by Vince, I hadn't noticed Levi kneeling in front of me on the floor, completely naked. Damn, I will never get enough of his body.
“Kneel alongside of him, Mistress Marilyn. Show your respect.”
Without argument, I kneel. Something I had only done once before. The inferior feeling it leaves me with is a turn off. I crave dominance and power; it runs through my veins like a lifeline. Can I honestly go through with this?
“Good girl, Mistress Marilyn. I know how hard that is for you. In reward, I will let you pick the first move with the sub.”
He surprises me. I stand, circling Levi until his face is level with my aching pussy.
“Stand up, Levi. Sit on the bed and wait there for me.”
I turn to Vince, before questioning him, “Am I to call the shots with you, too, or only Levi?”
Lust flashes in Vince's eyes as he replies, “Both of us, Mistress Marilyn. Tonight is your night.” I’d be lying if I said I wasn't taken aback. Of all the years at this club, I had never once heard tale of Vince allowing anyone other than himself control. It’s an exhilarating feeling.
Relief floods through my body as desire pools at my core. If the tables had just turned in my favor, I can certainly have fun with this. My stomach clenches as it completes nervous somersaults. Completely out of character for me in every way imaginable. I can’t help but ask myself if this reaction would be brewing if Levi wasn't in the room. If this was just a random fuck with two men I didn't know.
“In that case, you on the bed, too, Vince. But lose the pants first. While I like to see you in that tight leather, I have been eying that bulge all night.” I run my tongue over my bottom lip, and smile in his direction, completely ignoring the naked Levi lying on the bed, waiting for my next move.
Vince's pants meet the floor, and he is perfectly naked. God Bless America, look at that gorgeous uncut cock. While his dick is impressive in a delicious way, it has nothing on Levi's. The more I argue internally over who has a better dick, the more I pick up on their differences. While Levi’s is long and thick and cut, Vince’s is long and much less impressive in the girth department. This isn't a game, Seven. “I'll take, ‘Who
I’m just as interested in the answer. I stare at Levi, waiting for him to reply; he is confused, torn, as am I. A hint of jealousy erupts through my chest just thinking about Levi with anyone else. What. The. Fuck? He wants to say yes, but he doesn't want the implication of questioning his sexuality after the experience. I’m mean, but I’m not mean enough to thrust him into that, so I cut in, quickly becoming territorial.
“No, if anything, I will use my strap-on to fuck Levi. But honestly, Vince, I would just rather have two cocks inside me tonight. It's been so long.” I sound like a whiny little girl, Veruca Salt in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory . I hadn't planned on wanting the experience, but since it has presented itself, I’ll jump at it. Something about two cocks at once always sets me on fire.
“Thanks for clearing that up, Mistress Marilyn. If that is all the business we have, you both will strip now.” Master Vince's voice leaves no hesitation at all. A shiver slides down my spine; damn, this man is good at what he does. I wonder why I never gave in to him before. Not that being dominated was high on my list of shit to do.
My corset falls to the floor alongside the barely there skirt. Before I can remove any of my lace lingerie, Master Vince stops me, eyes blazing over my body.
“Well, well, well. Mistress Marilyn. I have heard tale of your erotic lingerie, but it could have never prepared me for this beautiful sight. Leave it all on, except for the bra. Lose that.” His hand grazes my back, and I feel the clasp of my bra unsnap. I slide it down my body, letting it join the rest of my clothing on the floor. Completely distracted by Vince, I hadn't noticed Levi kneeling in front of me on the floor, completely naked. Damn, I will never get enough of his body.
“Kneel alongside of him, Mistress Marilyn. Show your respect.”
Without argument, I kneel. Something I had only done once before. The inferior feeling it leaves me with is a turn off. I crave dominance and power; it runs through my veins like a lifeline. Can I honestly go through with this?
“Good girl, Mistress Marilyn. I know how hard that is for you. In reward, I will let you pick the first move with the sub.”
He surprises me. I stand, circling Levi until his face is level with my aching pussy.
“Stand up, Levi. Sit on the bed and wait there for me.”
I turn to Vince, before questioning him, “Am I to call the shots with you, too, or only Levi?”
Lust flashes in Vince's eyes as he replies, “Both of us, Mistress Marilyn. Tonight is your night.” I’d be lying if I said I wasn't taken aback. Of all the years at this club, I had never once heard tale of Vince allowing anyone other than himself control. It’s an exhilarating feeling.
Relief floods through my body as desire pools at my core. If the tables had just turned in my favor, I can certainly have fun with this. My stomach clenches as it completes nervous somersaults. Completely out of character for me in every way imaginable. I can’t help but ask myself if this reaction would be brewing if Levi wasn't in the room. If this was just a random fuck with two men I didn't know.
“In that case, you on the bed, too, Vince. But lose the pants first. While I like to see you in that tight leather, I have been eying that bulge all night.” I run my tongue over my bottom lip, and smile in his direction, completely ignoring the naked Levi lying on the bed, waiting for my next move.
Vince's pants meet the floor, and he is perfectly naked. God Bless America, look at that gorgeous uncut cock. While his dick is impressive in a delicious way, it has nothing on Levi's. The more I argue internally over who has a better dick, the more I pick up on their differences. While Levi’s is long and thick and cut, Vince’s is long and much less impressive in the girth department. This isn't a game, Seven. “I'll take, ‘Who
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