We're out of town for a few days of peace and quiet. I've suggested Nashville where Lori and her friends can entertain us and we're having the time of our lives laughing, and dancing and dinner was great. We're on Painters Row where all the greats nursed their success, frolicking among their ghosts, their hopes, their dreams and their true loves.
Sitting on the bar stool at our table catching our breath you tell me you're going to the mens room, and you stand next to me, put your hand behind my neck and kiss me hard on the mouth as a tease. Your hand tugs at a slender chain attached to nipple clamps you attached to my breasts while we were in our room in the hotel a few hours before. My thoughts race back a few hours; at the time you kissed and sucked them and twisted them until they were like erasers. The clamps hurt a little bit but keep me in a state of constant anticipation. Having attached them you tugged and tested and my clit grew hard and twinged at each tease. You made me mount your cock while you played and asked me "Who's cock do you love to fuck?"
"Yours. I love to fuck your big, hard gorgeous cock." and I squirmed atop you needily as you tugged on the chain and just as I thought I'd get some relief you stopped me and then told me to squeeze the muscles of my pussy on your cock. You can feel it, I feel your hardness. I want it, you.
"Clean me." you said, and dutifully I sucked and licked you with my tongue, tasting the mix of our fluids in my mouth. You kissed me, savoring the flavors too, and then had me lean over the bed and spanked my ass until I was so hot and swollen I thought I'd faint. You went to the closet, pulled out black lacy panties, pulled off the tag and came over to the bed and slid them up my legs and over my hips as you kissed my aching pussy goodbye for a while. I can feel the throbbing of my clit and I could cry I want you so badly.
You return to the closet and bring back a slinky red dress that you chose for the feel of the fabric. You pull it over my naked breasts decorated with silver chain and clamps. My nipples stand erect underneath and your cock throbs at the sight of them. The chain dangles through a slit in a series of folds giving you access to teasing me. My nipples jut out as I raise my arms and pin my hair up in a twist. My mouth is still swollen from sucking you, hard, and you kiss me, nibble at my lower lip, tugging at my tits. "You are very, very sexy tonight. You know what I like, how to please me. I will reward you well Sexy One."
The memory tantalizes me and I can't wait to discover what you will do next. My nipples ache. My pussy is wet, hot and aching to be filled again. My ass feels teased against the cloth and I remember the spanking vividly. All night you've teased me, but I especially love your kisses. My hand trails down your strong arm and your hand slips from mine as you wink and disappear into the crowd.
As you go a tall voluptious red hair watches you disappear and leans against our table as she appraises you. "My, my, my he's a mighty hot one..."
"Oh, you have no idea what this one does to me...."
She leans forward and her eyes travel down my neck to my chest and rest on my hardened nipples and the chain peeking through the folds. "Oh but I bet I do. I used to have one of those." she says with a knowing smile.
"Oh really? God, it's driving me crazy. He's figuring out all my buttons and I'd dare say he's going to install a few new ones of his own."
Red laughs, and swings her glossy hair back around to her back. It flows and shines and she reminds me of women I've imagined in fantasies before. Her eyes are green and freckles splatter across her fine nose. Her ass is high, firm and tight in black pants, slid inside a pair of leather boots. A tank with thin straps hugs her ample breasts and they are firm and round and I imagine the pale color of her nipples against alabaster skin. I'd like to suck them and wonder if her pussy is bare, trimmed, full...
"I've been watching the two of you for a while." she tells me. Her eyes are intently gazing into mine. "I think you're about to have one hell of a night to remember Blondie. I think your Master, and that IS what he is, and I can see it... Is going to fuck you until you scream."
I swallow, hard. My breath coming a little faster for some reason. It's one thing of course to play a game with you, another all togther to be exposed for it blatantly.
"Does he know how to find your sweet spot?" and she rests a finger on my bare shoulder
I simply nod in response and I'm not beleiving this conversation is unfolding.
"He's a very good fuck isn't he?" and her finger traces the strap of my dress and travels down to the shimmering chain and she runs her finger gently through the folds of fabric and finds the chain. "He makes you do things you never imagined you'd do at all, much less pang in anticipation of, doesn't he?"
"Yes. You know he does."
"God. I miss that." Red says and she pulls the chain forward impinging on your territory, really, and I'm so surprised by the sudden flirtation I'm not sure what to do. She leans forward her hair brushing against my heavy tits and whispers in my ear "God it's heaven to be well fucked, and I can't wait for you to get it the way you really, truly need it. I just wish I could be there to watch."
As you emerge through the crowd you see her fingering your chain and asking me questions about how well you please me. As she leans forward for a moment you imagine she is going to kiss me. You're wondering where in the world this is all coming from.
"Come dance with me until your lover returns." Red takes my hands and pulls me out of the chair onto an impromptu dance floors. We start dancing and you hang back. Watching us shimmy and shake with abandon. The curve of breasts and hips, our backs against one another in a spirited romp. She dances close. The chain keeps my breasts taut, and close together and gently tugs as I move around the dancefloor. What sweet torture.
Red sees you coming and manuevers me so that you are approaching me from behind. She smiles devilishly and winks at you. Your hands lead as you wrap an arm around my waist and pull my ass towards your grinding hips. We instantly find a rhythm and the thick silky material feels wonderful in your hands. My arms raised in celebration above me, you take your other hand and run it from the side of my breast, gently caressing me, and then sliding all the way down.
Your eyes meet Red's and you give her a slight nod and she moves closer to me, placing her hands on either side of my waist. Her smile is radiant and her eyes are watching the movement of the chain as she licks her teeth with the tip of her tongue. You arms reach around me and guide her elbow so that her hands graze against my hungry tits and she pulls on my chain again. Your hands travel down my waist to the curve of my ass and you gently slap it to the beat of the music a few times, and then travel down and back up again.
Red turns around as you turn me towards you and she and I are dancing in rhythm to the fast, happy bluesy toon. Our asses and backs stroking one another and a happy, light appeal between us. The look on your face is devilish, and you have your bedroom eyes appraising me, Red, and you're pleased at this surprising development "What have you been up to?" you ask.
"Teasing you back, of course." I smile back at you, and rest my fore arm upon your shoulder and pull you closer with the other. "I am so hot for you Baby..." and you pull on my chain a bit and rest your hands upon my hips as they shake and shiver side to side.
"I'm going to give it to you so good tonight." and your cock is growing stiff and you move even closer and your lips graze against mine and I start to kiss you when you tease me with your tongue and shake your head that you won't give it to me until you're ready to.
Red stares into your eyes as the three of us dance on the floor. She shows you the back of her business card, which reads "Let me help you do her right tonight. Room 428 at the Hyatt". You laugh because we are room 430 in the same hotel and the possibility to really do what you want to do to me with Red becomes real. You kiss me as you turn between Red and me. She runs her hands down your back, rests on your hips and she grinds up against you as I sandwich you on the other side. You place one hand on my hip pulling me close, another on her ass pulling her in. You feel her sliding her card into your back pocket, and you run your hand down her thigh.
The band takes a break and Red asks me to go to the ladies room with her. "You don't mind do you John?" and you shake your head, knowing that any serious negotiation between women always occurs in the Ladies Room.
She and I are washing our hands and just about to reapply lipstick and Red says "Hold on a second as she leans towards me and kisses my lips lightly. "Where are you staying tonight?" she asks me, since she's not sure if you'll say yes yet.
"At the Hyatt. I think it's room 430." I'm not sure how you'd feel about her moving in on your goods. I think you'd like to see this but I'm not sure if she's trying to steal me away . Would you be angry?
"Hah. So am I.!" But Red doesn't tell me she's right next door but she's confident that your appreciative laugh was more knowing and anticipatory than she'd realized. She slaps me on the ass, hard, and says, "Come on, your Lover wants you too."
She eases my anxiety a bit and returns to the table with me. You've ordered shots for the two of you, and she downs three with your only taking one, biting down hard on lemons after each one. She's flushed and she says, I need to get back to the hotel. I hope I'll see you two soon."
