Her Brother’s Best Friend Ch. 04

Chapter 1 - Part 8 OMG. My mind was in such a state. How could she have stopped just when I was going to cum? I was being driven out of my mind. I was that close to blowing my load that I would have done anything she told me to do. OMG, anything. She looked at my face and smiled in a cruel and deliberate way. She knew exactly what she had done to me, and knew my cock was now so sensitive. She reached down and held me in her hand, then pulled me to follow her out of the bathroom and to the top of the stairs. She let go of me and we walked down to the hallway with her in front of me. At the bottom of the stairs, she once again grabbed my cock and led me into the living room. I was still completely intoxicated by her smell, looks and what she had done to me. Her body, her bum, the way she moved, her short brown hair, her small but lovely breasts with those so hard nipples and that collar. I was totally under her spell, even though I could hear the noise of slapping and moaning coming fr

Nadia looks in the mirror for one final check. Long, dark, auburn hair streaked with purple highlights borders her green eyes. Over her black brocade corset, her ample breasts spill, covered only by a black fishnet shirt. Tan muscular calves stretch her tall, laced, black work boots leading to the purple tulle skirt just covering her ass. She applies one final coat of deep-rose lipstick and heads out the door to the club. Walking along the sidewalk, her boots echo in the darkness. Glancing up, the flashing neon sign beckons her. "Enter." She takes a deep breath as her hand grasps the door handle. She reminds herself of the fantasy she has dreamed about so often and is now about to live out in real life. Straightening her back, lifting her chin, Nadia pulls the door open and heads down the dimly lit steps. She enters the dressing room on the left and hangs her coat on the back of the door. Her big black bag sits waiting for her. As Nadia grabs the familiar leather handles, a

The cleaning was agonizing, her insides full to bursting, the toys pushed into Hannah sending the occasional low thrum through her body, Miss Coerator obviously still somewhere within range. There wasn't anywhere she could go, and there was (of course) a camera watching her, mounted on an electronic swivel. As Hannah approached, it twisted around, obviously manually controlled, Miss Coerator probably taking her pleasure somewhere. The thought of that body stretched out, casually playing with herself, probably with Hannah's toys, added even more warmth to her crotch. She'd like to see that woman stretched out on a rack, her firm breasts lashed and whipped! Maybe then she wouldn't be so calm and controlled all the time! A strong buzz started in Hannah's pussy, making her quiver, feeling fluid drip down her thighs, an intense blush of crimson shame coming over her face. She had, at least, managed to make some impact, one of the wooden wall panels now restored to some

Despite everything I still desired him. Still dreamed of his fingers wrapped around my neck. Imagined him commanding me to my knees, and shaking in anticipation and excitement as I do so. It's been so long since I've been touched, wanted, grabbed, fulfilled. The desire to serve, to bow, to obey, burns deeps. It scares me, I wonder if I'll get hurt, put myself in danger. But I crave it so badly. He was in my life for so very long, to never experience him, never to serve him, there's still such a strong deserve to submit. Heightened by my lonliness. What harm does a little fantasy do? My skin, soft and smooth, wearing a lace bralette with sheer, high waisted, black knickers. On top, a black all in one, with a deep v-neck, tight, highlighting my cleavage, my soft round tummy and thick, curvy thighs. Tucked under black denim shorts. It's just coffee but, it makes me feel nice to dress up. And, you never know... I'm wearing a pink belt, with dangling earrings and c

Author's note: all characters are 18+ Aiden's voice came from behind the door. "Jess, is everything ok? I thought I heard something." "I'm okay," Jess called, praying her voice sounded normal. The knob began to turn. Jess, panicked, said the first thing that came to mind that would be guaranteed to keep her brother from walking in: "I'm not dressed!" The knob stilled. "Um... ok then. I guess I'll see you in the morning." Jess's heart raced in her chest. Finn was spooned behind her, his chest flush against her back, and she could feel his heart beating wildly. His arm, already holding her to him, tightened slightly, his hand covering hers and gripping it. They both held their breath, silent for long moments. When it was clear that Aiden had gone back to his own room, Jess let out a sigh of relief. In her ear, Finn also released a heavy breath. "That was close." Jess wanted to ask him about how they could talk to