(Annabel POV)His tongue darted out to tease at my cunt again, skillfully driving me over the edge of control as I moaned deeply, moving my hands to the top of his head. Curling my fingers into his dark hair, my head fell back as his soft moist lips parted. I shifted my stance, one leg flexing in an attempt to draw him closer. "Ohhh Master ... oh, please," I begged, the words spilling out as I trembled against his mouth.Before too long he stood up, licking his lips hungrily as his gaze locked with mine. He slowly smiled and simply pointed towards his desk. "Clear it off and bend over it," he commanded and I could see his eyes slowly raking over me.I had to hold on to him for a moment. My knees were suddenly weak as I felt my heartbeat quicken. Every time he changed tactics.Following the line of his pointing, my tongue draped out over my lips before I moved to carefully clear off his desk. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as I slowly bent over it, auburn hair fanning out
(Annabel POV)Chuckling, he pressed the third bead into me quickly and with a firm {pop}, it rested in my ass as the fourth was instantly pressed to my sore, stretched rim. I cried out, burying my head against my arm as my anus was stretched. Shuddering helplessly beneath him, his chuckle sent a shiver down my spine even as my ass seemed to push back for more.My arms were sore and aching from reaching back to hold my cheeks open as I groaned helplessly, "Don't stop ... please Master!" But even as I begged, a part of me wanted this part over with ... but then again, a part of me wanted even more.He pushed the fourth bead against me slower this time. I knew he loved to see me quake in the mixture of both helpless need and the pain of being stretched again to take the bead. With another pop, it nestled into my tight bud, pushing the others an inch and a half deeper."One more Baby," he encouraged me but I managed to glance back and catch the grin on his face as he added, "But you're st
(Katerina's POV)Kol had hardly had a moment to breathe much less any time to really pay attention to or dote on me ever since he had gotten back from vacation. Vacation … what kind of break is that if it causes your whole life to turn upside down once you return home? Now he stays busy, don't get me wrong; he works way more than eight hours a day. In fact, there are most days that he isn't even finished with work until around eight in the evening and even then he has to make himself stop. But lately, he hadn't even been able to do that and it was beginning to take its toll. I missed him … desperately.I'm not a whiner or complainer; I'm really not. What difference would it make anyway? I, after a while, can't help but wonder if he even thinks about me during these longs hours and days that I don't even get a chance to curl up at his feet. It hurts so much that I can feel it welling up in my chest like a hurtful lump that I can't swallow past.But one day I couldn't take it any more
(Annabel POV)Exposed, vulnerable on my back, I felt the trail of tails inch over my breasts before moving away, pulling forth another whimper from slightly parted lips as I began to tremble slightly. It was as if I was terrified to death but at the same time loving what he was eliciting from within me. I knew I was soaked at this point. I could feel my inner thighs tingle with the hot nectar that had leaked just from the anticipation of what he had in store for me and knew they had to be glistening in the dim candle light. Hearing his breathing return beside me, I reflexively tensed up, not knowing what was coming next, unable to stop my own errant thoughts even as I trembled beneath his gaze... "God help me, but this is exquisite." I couldn't help but cry out slightly as his strong hands wrapped in the leash, jerking my neck slightly as if to remind me yet again of his ultimate power over me and then I moaned beneath the taste of his lips crushed to mine as the feel of a feather tra
(Katerina's POV)"Come to Me, kitten."I slide off the table and onto the floor. On my hands and knees, I crawl to Him. I kneel before Him, my round ass perched on my heels, my back arched, my hard nipples jutting out towards Him. My fingers are laced behind my neck and He kicks my thighs further apart with His boot, until I almost loose balance. I feel utterly naked, very aware of how I must look, presenting myself in this manner. I can not see His face, as my eyes are to the floor. It takes every ounce of self-control not to look up at Him. And He knows it. I can not deal with it anymore, and lift my eyes quickly to steal a glance. But He has been staring at me, and I am caught. I can feel the heat rising through my breasts and neck to my face. My nipples are swollen and hard. And I know He is staring at my dripping cunt. He chuckles."You know better than to meet My eyes unless I instruct you to do so. You are going to be punished for that."I drop to my hands and knees and bring m
(Annabel POV)My head is thrown back and my hips are rocking on the chair trying to fuck the small dildo that is inserted in my pussy. My wrists are bruised from fighting the leather straps that hold them down on the armrests. I loose all notion of being good and struggle to do one thing, and one thing only. I have to touch my pussy. I have to cum.My clit is very large and very engorged. How long have I been left like this? Two, three, maybe not even one hour? I have formed a puddle on the chair, and my juices are leaking out from around the vibrator. My hair is damp from perspiration and sticking to my face and shoulders. All I can think is…my clit is throbbing, if I could just reach it and touch it once I could have some release."Mmm…look at you now, kitten." It's Him!! His voice!!"M-master…help.""Help? Why do you need My help?""I need…need to c-cum, Master.""Isn't that why you are in trouble in the first place?" He walks over and pulls the vibrator away from me. I almost cum
(Kol's POV)We held each other close and enjoyed time we rarely had without the kids. Before long, my hands were exploring her like we were teenagers. Her breath told me she was enjoying it."Let's go upstairs" I said. "It's time to finish the bet we made."She stared at me. Her look said it all. Her body was ready for more, but her mind was worried about what I might demand from her. A blow job? Anal sex? Something more kinky? Her thoughts were running wild, and while the passion of the drinks wanted to let go, her conservative upbringing was hanging on. I was loving every minute. I knew tonight was not about me. It was about her, but she had no idea.I followed her upstairs to the bedroom, grabbing her ass several times on the way up. I could tell she was feeling horny, but I could also sense the tension. As we entered the bedroom, she turned, threw her arms around me and asked "what was the bet again?" She was nervous and sizing me up for how far this might go.Sensing the anxiety
(Annabel POV)"I couldn't stop thinking about you on my way home."Kaden smiled as he kissed my lips. Soon we were in the bedroom, completely naked.I smiled against his crotch. His comment further arouses me. "Daddy, couldn't stop imagining fucking my tight little pussy, huh?" My eyes glance up to his. His cock winces beneath my lips and the fabric that conceals it."Jesus, fuck. You know how Daddy can never get enough of your pussy."A smirk lines my lips. He's too much. My hand reaches up to rub his crotch. "But how was the event?""It was good, angel." He groans. "But it wasn't fun without you.""Daddy didn't get to fuck his fuck toy at the event. Is that why?""Yes, baby. That's why the event wasn't as fun as it would've been.""I hate how work kept me from going. But, you have me now. I'm all yours, Daddy.""I sure do, fuck. What am I going to do with you?""Before you claim every inch of me, Daddy, I would like to claim your cock first.""Oh, baby. Mmm, Daddy would love that ve
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a