Stage Fright
He led Jenna by the hand through the curtained arch. The black silk robe whispered caresses all over her body, which was nude underneath. Her gloriously full breasts swayed with every step, her nipples hard as diamonds, rubbing against the robe with every sway.
She stood in the center of an octagonal room. There were five levels above her -- a velvet draped archway on every flat surface. 40 archways, including the one she had just walked through.
Jenna swallowed. Hard. "Ben, I don't know if I can do this."
He smiled indulgently at her. Damn, she was adorable when she was nervous.
"Baby, yes, you CAN. You know how much, deep down, that you want to do this. This isn't just what you
want.
It's who you
are
. "
He eyed her appreciatively as she glanced nervously around the space. God, she was beautiful. Wavy chestnut hair that fell to her shoulder blades, deep blue eyes, and that come-fuck-me-mouth... he could look at her face all day. Not say anything about what treasures lay beneath that black silk robe.
"There's going to be 40 people watching?" she asked softly.
"Yes." He replied. "Well, technically yes. But one of them will be me, so... only 39 other people..." Ben said with a chuckle.
"Oh my God, "she said, her eyes getting wide. "I didn't know there would be that many people!"
"Shhh....." he said, stroking her hair. "You'll be blindfolded. So you don't have to look at anyone. You don't need to worry about anyone else... just focus on your own pleasure, and you'll bring down the house."
She shook her head. "I can't believe you talked me into this!"
Ben grabbed her chin and looked straight into her eyes. "I didn't talk you into anything you weren't already wanting. I don't know why you're nervous. You are so fucking beautiful, and so goddamn sexy.... They're not going to know what hit them. You are going to send your sexual energy out to them in radiating waves, like the heat of the sun, and they won't have any choice but to enjoy and bask in that warmth. "
She couldn't help but smile. He always had this effect on her.... Making her feel confident and sexy and calm, all at the same time.
She eyed the bed in the middle of the room. Draped in black silk sheets, no baseboard, no headboard, but a small table, like a bedside table, that had a tray of "toys" to assist with her show.
Ahhh fuck, what had she agreed to?
He watched her wheels spinning. He knew she was on the brink of freaking out. Ben stepped in behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and bent his mouth to her ear. "Beautiful, close your eyes."
She sighed, unable to resist his deep sexy voice. She closed her eyes, leaned her head back on his shoulder, and let him sooth her.
"I'm going to be here every step of the way. You know how much I believe in you... how amazing I think you are... I wondered if we should come here, now, before... but I knew that even though it would make you nervous, it would actually make her feel better to know what would happen.
"I'm going to lead you in here, blindfolded. We'll get to the edge of the bed, and we'll stop. I'll untie the robe, and take it off your shoulders. I will then command you to crawl onto the bed. At that point..."
Jenna sighed and acquiesced. "Okay. Okay, Ben. You know I'm not doubting you, I'm doubting me... you don't have to give me the play-by-play. I appreciate you giving me the preview of the space, and letting me know the game-plan." She stood on tiptoe and kissed him softly on the lips. "I trust you. I'm yours..."
Ben took a deep sigh. He loved pushing her boundaries, but always worried about pushing her too far. Now that he knew he was back in the safe-zone, he was back in control.
"Good girl. Now go over to the table and examine your options. Know what each one feels like and what they do. Remember, you're going to be blindfolded when you go to grab them later."
Jenna nodded, and went to the table. There was a nice, veiny rubber dildo -- very realistic, except for the deep azure color. There was a nice silicone vibrator -- about the same size at the dildo, but more contoured. She held onto the button on the bottom, and it turned on. She pressed it again, and it changed speeds. She pressed it again... this time it buzzed in a staccato pattern. Bzzz...bzzz... bzzzzzzzzzzzzz... bzz... bzzz... bzzzzzzzzz. Hmmm, interesting. Jenna spent a minute familiarizing herself with what she thought would be her favorite settings.
There was also a "string of pearls", some nipple clamps, and a small vibrating egg with a remote control. She tried not to giggle as she played with the setting on that one.
"I don't think I'm going to actually use all of these.." she said.
"Don't worry about it." He said, grabbing her hand. "Come on, let's go. Give you a minute to relax. Give me a minute to prime your pump, to have a drink, and give the audience a chance to get to their seats..."
Jenna went to the waiting couch, had a glass of wine, and let Ben purr into her ear.
"Goddamn, you're sooo fucking sexy. I want to fuck you. But you know that. EVERYONE wants to fuck you. And I think, deep down, you know that, too. And tonight, I'm going to prove it to you. You are going to put on the most amazing sex-show any of them has ever seen... and you're going to change all of their lives. Are you ready, my beautiful slut goddess?"
Jenna smiled. She was nervous. But... she was ready.
Ben grabbed her hands and lifted her to her feet. He traced his hand down her body, brushing against each of her nipples before going straight to her pussy. His hands sliding between the folds of her robe, and then between the folds of her cunt. Slipping his fingers insider her soft, wet pussy. Curling them up, against that pebbly surface deep inside her, stroking her G-Spot until, he felt her start to tense.... And then he stopped.
"You're going to have to wait until you're onstage, Goddess."
Ben smiled. He grabbed the blindfold and wrapped it gently around her eyes, and tied it tightly around the back of her head.
"Let's go, Beautiful."
She let him grab her hand, and walk her back onto the stage.
She felt the soft whoosh of the velvet as he pulled the curtain aside for her to walk through.
She felt the collective intake of breath of the audience as she walked toward the bed. As soon as Jenna reached the edge -- feeling the cool silk sheets against her calves -- she felt Ben untie her silk robe and it fall quietly to the floor, pooling at her feet. Hearing the collective sigh of 39 appreciative audience members made her smile, because she knew they were admiring her curve-upon-curve figure.
There was music playing -- a low base and drum beat tune that was helping to build the anticipation of the audience -- but Jenna could only half-way hear it. Ben had put an earbud in her right ear, so she could listen to his instructions.
"Crawl onto the bed... leaving your feet at the edge. Then bend down, so your breasts are against the bed, and push your arms up toward the front."
She knew what was expected of her, and she of course complied.
God she was beautiful -- her creamy, alabaster skin in stark contrast to the inky black sheets.
Her hips high, her chest pressed against the bed, her arms stretched out before her.
Ben walked to the other side, his hand stroking her back as he went. Once he got to the top of he bed, he grabbed her hands, and placed one over the other, so her whole body looked like the shape of a house from above. Her hands meeting in a point, the lines of her arms diagonal to her shoulders, then her hips and feet parallel to those lovely shoulders. He was about to
own
that house.
Her head was turned to the right, so he leaned down, kissed her cheek, and whispered into left ear. "You're so beautiful.... "
She smiled and sighed. She realized that not only could she hear him in her earpiece, she could also hear him over the sound system. Everyone could hear him. She got a nervous twinge in her belly, knowing that everyone would be able to hear his instructions.
He walked back to the edge of the bed, and began rubbing his hands over her glorious ass. Then he brought his right hand back and let it fly, smacking hard against her right cheek. Even though Jenna knew it was coming, she still inhaled sharply. She heard a number of soft moans, a collective appreciation, from the crowd. She braced herself, knowing Ben would be smacking her left cheek any moment. He didn't disappoint. Within seconds her left cheek was stinging just like the right. His hands were caressing her then, tender and firm. And then... twack! Each side stinging more than before.
Jenna sighed and pushed her chest further into the bed, pressing her hips even higher. Ben's hands slid from cheek to cheek, just lightly grazing her pussy in between. He was so good at teasing her. She pushed back against him, and he took two fingers and slid them down her slit.
The crowd gasped a little as they watched her whole body shiver.
"You're so wet, " he said. A soft moan came from the crowd. Jenna was sure she was blushing furiously. But, at the same time, it made her feel incredibly sexy.
His thumb gently pressing against her clit as the other hand smacked each cheek again. Jenna's entire abdomen contracted with pleasure.
"Are you ready?" he asked her, asked the crowd.
"Yes," she moaned.
"Yesssss," they hissed.
Ben stepped off stage. He went back to the couch in his alcove, and sat down.
"Okay, Beautiful. Then roll over, and show everyone your gorgeous breasts."
Jenna rolled over on the cool silk, and her breasts settled on top of her chest, jiggling and swaying with natural weight. Her left leg was down, and her right leg was popped up at the knee. Her hands gently roaming her thighs, and torso, headed for those fantastic tits.
"That's right, " Ben said, his deep voice seemingly connected straight to her core, "take it slow. Find your right nipple, and give it a squeeze. "
She did.
"Now, palm it, while you use your other hand to squeeze your other nipple."
She did. And shuttered. "Ohhhh," she moaned.
"I want you to cum, just from playing with your nipples. Can you do that?" he asked.
Jenna nodded slowly and licked her lips. She heard a few claps from the audience.
"Okay, then, I want you to pinch one nipple, and rub the other. Switch -- pinch the other one. Now maul those tits like you want me to. And pinch. And palm..."
Jenna could hear him, in her ear and over the sound system, but she could also hear the throbbing beat, and the buzzing crowd. Her hands took over and without much conscious thought she continued to play with those gorgeous, huge, diamond hard nipples until...
Her back arched and she let out a loud moan.
"Oooohhhhh", she managed, her breathing ragged as her hips twitched. She lay on the bed, idly and gently caressing her breasts, and she heard appreciative murmurs and some applause from the crowd. She couldn't help but smile. That had been amazing. Ben had been right. This was who she was.
"Open your legs, Beautiful. Let everyone see how wet you are."
Jenna popped her left knee up, and then spread her feet as wide as they would go, pressing her pelvis upward.
"Damn, " she heard one woman say.
