ROMANCE: CLEAN ROMANCE: Summer Splash! (Sweet Inspirational Contemporary Romance) (New Adult Clean Fantasy Short Stories) (107 page)

                      Blondie was sucking on my clit as if his life depended on it, and pretty soon, the tremors had overtaken me.  I clamped my full thighs around his head as I gushed into his mouth, squeezing my tits so hard it almost hurt.  When I was done, I was light-headed, it was so good.  I flopped down on the couch next to him, gasping with the exertion.

                      “Nice work,” I told him, patting his naked thigh.

                      “Thanks, you were great, too, Claire,” he answered.

                      “Well, aren’t you just—what did you just call me?”

                      I’m sailing back into my body, and everything is rushing, like those poorly-filmed telenovelas where you can tell it’s all live action.  I don’t want to, but I turn around and look at the blond NFL pro.

                      It’s Rob.

                      “It’s good now that you’ve got all these great curves,” he says, his voice seeming to float out above my head, and he moves so he’s framing me with his arms on the couch.  “Never thought I’d fuck you, Claire.”

                      What the HELL is happening?

                      And that’s when I hear it, all around me.  Claire.  Claire.  Claire.  And it’s getting louder and louder, and everything around me is growing dimmer.  The men’s faces are morphing, oozing and stretching in front of me like taffy candy, and suddenly, I’ve got this horrendous headache and my mouth tastes all funny and gritty.

                      “Claire.”

                      No.

                      “Claire, stay with me.  The doctors are with you now.”

                      No, not you.  I AM you.

                      “Go away,” I mumble, and my tongue is thick.

                      “She’s back!” I hear Marissa’s voice cry out happily.  “Damn woman, I thought we lost you,” she whispers to me, like it’s a secret.

                      I close my eyes again, unwilling to accept that there’s no tomorrow.  I try to block out her voice, but it’s cutting through my every will to drop through a hole and die right here, right now.

                      There are no footballers.  No leopard thongs.  No red dresses and black stiletto heels.

                      There’s just my gorgeous, curvy friend, and I’ll be damned if she hasn’t turned out to be a keeper.

THE END

Threesome Desires

Trey Robson was standing looking down from his 10
th
floor office onto the busy street below. This was one of his favorite places and it always brought good memories for him. He loved to look out from here and since his room was situated in the corner it gave him a magnificent view of the business district from three sides. In fact he had chosen the office because of the view it offered. The glass from the floor to the ceiling gave him an unrestricted view and he loved to see the dying rays of the setting sun filtering in leaving a glowing warmth in the room.

He was happy with his life; he was at a place he had planned to be and he knew where he wanted to go. His mid sized business had given good returns to the investors and now he had targeted a new merger, which if it came through would take him into the big league. But his thoughts stopped there, because getting small deals is one thing but getting into the big league was another story altogether. It had been months since he had been working on this merger and a lot was at stake on this deal. He just didn’t want to lose this chance, he couldn’t afford to. In fact unknown to anyone else he had taken a huge loan from a disreputable source and he was already feeling the heat from them regarding returning the money. He had to get the deal done, at any cost!

Tomorrow a lot depended on the negotiating and convincing part of his company’s legal team headed by Sophia. The thought of Sophia and the fact that he couldn’t tell her everything about the loan made him a bit sad. He liked to share everything with his legal head and wife. But he knew if Sophia came to know about the risk he had taken, she would be furious. A lot depended on her and her skills; Trey wondered how she would use them.

Whenever Trey thought of Sophia it filled him with a warm rush, it had been around ten years now and it amazed Trey how her thought still stirred something deep within him.

He had met Sophia when he was first interning in a law firm fresh out of college and though ideally he didn’t believe in love at first sight, he was bewitched by her. Trey had studied law only at his father’s insistence, his passion laid elsewhere. He started off his career as a lawyer; he simply bided his time there until he found the right opportunity to start his business in information technology. Once he had done that, there was really no looking back. He had taken a great risk, but then Trey always liked taking risks.

He still remembered the first day that he had gone to the law firm and as he waited in the reception, his eyes fell on a beautiful woman, tall with auburn hair cascading down her shoulders to reach just below her breasts. And though it was extremely unseemly, Trey could not take his eyes off her breasts. They were full and heavy, but most importantly they were womanly. The curves around her waist reached down to a fuller rump. Sophia had always been a woman and that is what attracted Trey most about her. Trey never understood the fascination for waif like figures, the reason why he couldn’t stand models.  He liked his women to be ripe, to be ‘clutch -able’ as he liked to call it. Most of the women he had dated before had always been slightly older to him, because he felt age added a certain lusciousness to women but Sophia was slightly younger to him yet she was the most womanly woman he had ever met.

Unlike Trey, Sophia came from a family where she was the first one to go to college and though she didn’t go to an Ivy League she knew how to find her way up. She was hardworking, relentless and ruthless and didn’t allow anything to stand in her way. While her college mates were busy dating and partying she used to be cooped up in her room studying. Not that she had any dearth of suitors, there were at least three guys from her college who made it amply clear that they liked her, but she wouldn’t have any. She didn’t want to jeopardize a chance to make it big for any reason and least of all for some frat guys.

However there was one other reason too, she also was not attracted to them enough. She didn’t like college boys, she preferred big, burly older men; their manly strength was something she found herself drawn towards.  But most of all she liked success, she liked power, it turned her on, the reason why she started liking Trey in the first place.

When they first met, Trey didn’t make much of an impression on her, he was not bad in any way, he was tall and very handsome, he didn’t have a toned body but it was naturally lean. In fact most of the office girls were swooning over him already, but he seemed to have eyes only for Sophia. She avoided him a bit in the earlier days but as she came to know him, his drive, his intellect, his ambition she started spending more time with him.

At that time, Sophia was in her mid-twenties and in a relationship with one of the partners in the firm; he was older to her by almost 20 years and was very much married. But Sophia had never wanted to be the unknown mistress; it soon led to her breaking up with him. Trey seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity and was exactly where Sophia wanted him to be. They were soon deeply in love and in less than a year after that Sophia joined another firm while Trey started his own business.

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Trey was a robust man with a more than average sexual appetite and Sophia was able to match him perfectly. They complemented each other and found each other’s taste to be surprisingly similar too. It is very uncommon to see a marriage where both the partners are open to experimenting and even comfortable with the idea of allowing a third partner. It was actually Trey’s idea. Trey got immense satisfaction from seeing his wife getting exploited. He liked to see Sophia in her most vulnerable state and at the mercy of another man who had no emotional feelings for her. The possibility of her getting abused and mistreated where she had no power to say no turned him on immensely.

Though initially doubtful, Sophia had taken to it like a fish takes to water. She had never imagined in her wildest dreams that she would be liked to misused in such way. It was like losing control and though she never liked doing that in life, with a stranger and even with Trey she liked to relinquish all control, especially over her body and her mind. She didn’t want to plan, she didn’t want to be in charge, and she didn’t want to think. She wanted to be subordinated and subjugated; for once she wanted to be told what to do.

Sophia still remembered the first time Trey had suggested it to her, they were on vacation and it was a little after a year after they had got married. It had been the third day for them on the beach in Acapulco and Trey mentioned about an elderly man who had been eyeing her for all these days. Sophia had dismissed it, she knew she was attractive and most of the men on the beach were eyeing her. But she gave in because Trey liked how the man looked. He said that the man had a certain personality, something in him made it dirty to be associated with him. Trey liked the way he looked at Sophia; it was simply just not undressing her with his eyes. He seemed to have a plan for her.

The three of them did get together that day. It was funny; Sophia never came to know that person’s name. She just remembered that she had her hair plaited on both sides and they reached below her breasts. She had acquired a lovely tan on the beach and that it offset her auburn hair rather attractively. She remembered she was wearing the black bikini she had bought at one of the beach shacks. She remembered how she was turned on when she saw herself in the mirror.  Her plump tits hanging down, spilling out of the small piece of clothing that was supposed to hold it back. Her erect nipples showed through the flimsy material.

She remembered the urgency in Trey and how he felt different that day and she remembered how it went on for hours. The memories had almost blurred but then sometimes her memory used to get flooded with the smell of the room which smelled of sex. She had allowed Trey to do everything to her, in front of another man, she felt humiliated and she remembered that the other man had watched everything while he jerked off.

As she sat on the Trey’s enormous shaft heaving up and down with her tits swaying in their own rhythm she looked into Trey’s eyes and she saw a weird mix of lust and love in them.

The experience was unnerving and titillating at the same time and for many days after that it replayed in their minds and acted as a fodder for their sexual experience. But though they enjoyed the episode immensely, they never really got another chance to do it. They never came across a suitable man again. Or maybe they became too busy.

Trey often thought about that vacation and he didn’t know why but whenever he stood near this window this particular memory flooded back. But today it was getting interrupted by the thought of the damned deal. Too much was at stake! The thought of the deal brought Trey back to the present, so much depended on it he thought and Trey didn’t even want to think what would happen if it didn’t get through. It all depended on Sophia right now. But how could he make her understand how important it was without telling her everything? Trey was interrupted by a knock on the door of his office.

Sophia stepped in “Did I disturb you?” she sounded cheerful.

Trey just smiled, Sophia always made him feel better no matter what the situation. She somehow always had a solution for everything. As she walked over to him, Trey noticed that she was wearing the black skirt she had bought last week. “It’s a man magnet Sophia!” he remembered exclaiming as she stepped out of the trial room. Sophia had an ample ass and the well-tailored skirt simply accentuated her heavy bottom. It tapered off at the end to expose her shapely legs and on the top, it rode up quite high in the process squeezing her midriff and then allowing her breasts full freedom to fall. Trey imagined in her head how Sophia would look wearing just the skirt, but he had to stop himself immediately realizing he was getting an immense hard on.

Sophia stepped through the door and walked over to Trey and gave him a long kiss, Trey had to try hard to keep his hands from clutching hold of her ass. “Mmmm, you are smelling nice” he murmured into her ears, Sophia giggled, this always made her ticklish.

“So how’s the preparation going for the pitch tomorrow?” he asked her

“I guess it’s good” Sophia said as she supported herself on the table “but I need to know a little more about the client” she exclaimed toying with a pen.

“I don’t know much about who will be coming tomorrow but I met Mr. Takeshi and I am guessing he will be coming accompanied by two of his senior officials. Maybe a max of three, definitely not more. He is a perfect gentleman but he is a stickler for details. So make sure you have everything at your finger tips. Are you feeling confident?”

Sophia knew this deal would catapult Trey to another level but she saw a hint of nervousness in him which he had never seen before. She was also surprised that Trey seemed a little hesitant to discuss the details with her like other times. They usually had long discussions and decided on the process of approaching a deal but this time it seemed different, Trey seemed a little distant and lost.

“What was different this time?” Sophia thought to herself

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Trey could hardly sleep that night; he had got a call that night that had really shaken him up. The loan sharks were getting desperate for the money and Trey was worried that one of them just might drop into his office or worse still at his home one of these days. He tossed and turned all night long and not even a sleeping pill got him a continuous period of rest. He woke up intermittently and Sophia woke up to ask him if everything was alright and he had to reassure her that everything was fine. The night seemed endless and the morning never seemed to be arriving and when at last it did Trey did not feel up to facing it.  

Sophia was already up that morning; she had made breakfast, taken a quick shower and was getting ready. She chose a navy blue pin striped fitted pant suit and a platinum chain to go with it. She brushed her long hair and tied it up in a messy hairdo and finished it off with a slight hint of blush and a spritz of her favorite perfume. She liked the minimum or no makeup look. She turned around and found Trey sitting up in bed staring at her. She walked up to him and said,

“Well, will this impress your client?”

“I’m sure it will,” said Trey, “but you need to impress me first” he said pulling her towards him. And though Sophia protested especially regarding her makeup getting spoilt and her dress getting creased Trey would hear nothing of it.

As they lay in bed spent, Sophia complained, “Now I’ve got to get ready all over again”

Trey lit a cigarette, “That you had to do anyway”

“Why?” she asked

“Because that suit does not suit you”

“Oh no, not again Trey, please don’t ask me to wear that skirt again, I’ve already worn it twice this week”