All Chapters of WILD PLEASURE {short stories}: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER 4As we walked up to the enormous double doors, I was in awe. They were made of a deeply dark brown wood with gigantic glass panes and were covered with intricate wrought iron. They swung open as if they knew we were coming. The grand foyer seemed as though it was filled with gold as the light flood out to where I stood. There were two stairways making almost a full circle going up to a second floor. Golden railings wrapped them all the way up with a black carpet covering their steps. Everything seemed so surreal.There were four people at beautiful dark wooden tables adorned with the most exquisite masks I’d ever seen. A shorter woman with fiery red hair, wearing nothing more than silver body paint and a mask covered in silver and gold leaves that must have been taken from a magical realm of the gods. The mask covered everything but her entrancing emerald eyes that glowed with a deep green fire.Looking at me, she said with a haunting smile, “I have the perfect mask for you.”

CHAPTER 6I laid my body down on top of the spa table, and it wasn’t long before a beautiful, ebony skinned woman came over and started rubbing on my body. She started with my arms, applying pressure into all of the right places as she worked her way down to my hands. As she massaged my hands, I couldn’t believe the sheer bliss that had filled my body.I wished that my life could be like this every night. She started rubbing my breasts, gentle at first, then adding quite a bit more pressure. It was more pressure than I was used to, and she tightly squeezed my nipples as she working her way down, rubbing around my rib cage and rubbing down deep into my thighs. She massaged me in such a fluid motion that I wasn’t quite sure where her hands ended and my body began. She started rubbing my plump pussy lips, slowly working her thumbs into the slit. She was making the sweetest sounds as if rubbing me was giving her an orgasmic pleasure.I couldn’t help but thrust my thighs towards her hands

CHAPTER 2My eyes opened as I tried to roll over and felt the aftermath of last night’s abuse. My ass was definitely bruised, and my asshole was sore from Paul’s assault on my anal cherry. I had to pee and almost got out of bed to relieve myself before I remembered Paul’s command. I laid my head across his leg and took his morning wood in my mouth. I heard Paul make small moans as I began to bob my head up and down on him. I caressed him with my tongue, feeling all of the small veins that ran up and down him. My hand crept under his balls to softly tickle them as I began to move quicker, hoping that he would cum quickly so that I could go pee. I had always loved giving blowjobs, but I was going to piss myself if I didn’t make it to a toilet soon.Paul’s moans had grown louder as he began to wake up. His hands moved to the back of my head. He had always loved to play with my hair while I gave him head, but this time he didn’t play with my hair. I began to choke and gag as he pulled my

CHAPTER 1I woke up naked with my back on the floor and my hands and feet leashed to the bedpost. Paul must have moved me last night after I’d passed out in his lap. I blinked my eyes and felt the crusty drool and cum flake off and fall to the floor. I stretched my aching muscles and winced when I felt the ache in my already wet pussy from where my husband had spanked it last night. Paul’s soft snores were the only sound breaking the silence in our dark room as my hand crept down to my swollen clit. I had barely woken up, and my body was controlling itself as my mind tried to clear the fog of sleep. I reached a finger into my cunt to rub my silky smooth fluids onto my needy clit.Visions of yesterday flashed through my mind, and my fingers sped up, sending shooting pain into my stomach followed by electric ecstasy. I closed my eyes and clearly saw myself kneeling in front of Paul and sucking his dirty toes into my mouth. The vision combined with the constant feeling of filth that I wa

CHAPTER 3He led me across the lawn towards a large oak tree. My toes sunk into the soft loam of the yard, feeling the lush grass caressing my toes as I walked naked towards the tree. The boughs of the aged giant swayed across the sky as though trying to sweep the clouds away so that it could be reunited with the sun once again.“Hug the tree, slut. Your body needs to be tightly pressed against it, and your legs need to be spread.”Without waiting for a reply, he walked into the brush that surrounded the tree’s small sanctuary. I moved towards the tree’s trunk, acutely aware of what an oak tree felt like. Its bark was rough and jagged, my years of climbing these same trees as a child had resulted in many torn fingers and scratched knees. I hugged the tree, unable to reach my arms all the way around and waited for Paul to come back. The imagined feelings I had of the tree’s texture didn’t compare to the uncomfortable sensations that my body was nagging me about.Paul came back carryin