Symphony In Rapture (8 page)

“My belly?” Michelle echoed. Nick placed a finger on her lips. Michelle grinned and opened her mouth, capturing his finger playfully with her teeth. He allowed her to suck it for a moment, then pulled it away and tickled her ear with it. He leaned down and blew. Michelle squirmed as heat crept down her neck, into her chest. Nick took her earlobe between his lips, nibbling briefly. She felt his tongue traveling from the tender valley between the base of her earlobe and her neck down to her collarbone. The manic heat oozed over her breasts, flowing into her groin, orbiting her pussy. Nick watched avidly as the pink flush crawled over Michelle’s body. Just seeing that she was becoming aroused again caused the same reaction in him.

Michelle felt his penis stirring against her flesh. “Nick,” she moaned. She could hardly believe their desire was rebounding so quickly. Nick continued rubbing his cock against her until it was rock-hard again, then he crawled back between Michelle’s legs.

Michelle felt Nick’s hands between her thighs. Felt him pushing her labia apart, cool air wafting across her flushed, swollen membranes. His thumbs slipped inside her vaginal rim, pulling her open even further, exposing even more of her excited sex to the light breeze. “Mmmm,” Michelle murmured, “That feels good.” His hands disappeared. Michelle whimpered with disappointment.

Nick had never wanted to know before—never wanted to see—but now he had a burning desire to memorize every nook and cranny of Michelle’s sexual organs. The site of her glistening, inflamed tissue was incredibly arousing. Nick cupped his hands under Michelle’s legs. He’d left plenty of play in the scarves tied to her ankles, and he lifted her knees up and out, splaying her legs, pushing her heels over to the edges of the bed.

Michelle’s heart thundered with expectation.

Nick lay angled across the foot of the bed, his head between Michelle’s legs.

Michelle felt his thumbs in her vaginal canal again, pulling the loose inner skin out, toward her thighs, as far as possible. Nick’s breath came fast, carnal lust rising in him, making the nubs of his breasts tingle as he lay there, mesmerized by the bumps and ridges of her glowing sex. Intrigued, he rearranged his hands until he found a way to maintain that maximum exposure using just one. He watched as he reached into her gaping pussy with his forefinger, stroking the exposed ridges of tissue from back to front with the tip of a fingernail. “Oh, God!” He marked every response—the slightest quiver, each erratic pulse, each outburst.

Michelle yelped in pleasure, the rough edge of Nick’s nail tormenting her pussy thoroughly, teasing every bump, every ridge, dipping into every valley. “Oh, my God,” she breathed. “That’s so good!” Nick investigated the smallest nuances of her saturated sex, marking Michelle’s level of arousal by the amount of tightening in her buttocks and thighs, the speed of her breathing. Wicked triumph flooded him as her exposed tissues began to swell and redden with his intimate touch.

“Oh, my God!” Michelle’s back arched slightly as a wave of mini-orgasms hit, but she quickly pressed it into the bed so that Nick wouldn’t have to move his hands.

“Good girl,” he said.

His nail withdrew, and then Michelle felt the tip of his finger rubbing her exposed flesh, massaging. Her sensitive tissues throbbed as Nick trapped tiny portions between his thumb and forefinger, kneading vigorously. Michelle moaned over and over, twisting her head from side to side as he relentlessly stimulated her to one orgasm after another. Watching her come. Memorizing the way her body responded to his every touch. Finally her cunt spasmed so strongly, her tissues were wrenched from Nick’s hold. “Noooo,” she moaned, then felt Nick’s fingers plunging into her pulsating flesh. “Oh, God, yes!” Her body shook violently as she climaxed again.

Nick reveled in the tight contractions of her pussy on his thrusting fingers. His cock throbbed intensely, semen seeping from its tip. He caught the shimmering liquid with one finger on his free hand and held it under Michelle’s nose. Her nostrils flared, and she opened her mouth and lapped the drop from his finger. Filled with insatiable need, she moaned, “Fuck me, Nick. Please. Please fuck me!”

Nick climbed on top of her.

Michelle felt just the head of his penis inside her, darting quickly in and out. “Oh, please, Nick. Deeper,” Michelle begged. She felt a little more flesh enter her, maybe one-third of his swollen staff this time, probing her slowly, carefully maintaining only that slight penetration.

“Nick, please. Please!” Michelle moaned. She wanted to feel that massive cock inside her again.Needed it inside her.

The hard rod between her legs bored deeper. Halfway. Quicker thrusts, but still not what she wanted. A sob escaped her. “Please, Nick. I’mbegging you.”

A little more flesh, about three-fourths of his towering erection. Then he stopped. Nothing. “Nick, please.” No response. “Nick?”

He watched as she nervously licked her lips, desperation written across her face. He waited patiently for her to say the words he wanted to hear.

“Nick?” He still didn’t answer.

“Anything, Nick. I’ll do anything,” she finally admitted.

He smiled. “Anything?” he asked.

“Yes!”

He leaned forward. “Can I fuck your ass?”

Michelle had never had that done before. She hesitated. Nick started to withdraw. “Yes, Nick. Please. Fuck my ass.”

Nick almost came at those words, and he closed his eyes as he rewarded her by implanting the entire length of his thick cock in her clamoring pussy. He’d heard that phrase before, from his hired escorts, butthey were saying it because they were paid to. Michelle had said it because shewanted to—wantedhim —in a voice thick with desire.

He pierced her pussy again and again, plumbing her depths. In sudden inspiration, he reached down and lifted her knees, holding them high as he fucked her.

Michelle gasped. With the new angle, each plunge was pounding the head of his penis against her G-spot. “Yes, yes!” she screamed. She felt his sex pulse, spewing liquid sunshine into her ravenous cunt as they climaxed together.

When it was finished, Nick offered her water again, then began untying her wrists. Michelle, who had so shortly before been sure she was spent for the night, waited anxiously, praying that he wasn’t finished.

“I’m going to turn you over,” Nick explained.

When she was on her belly and tied down again, Nick slipped a couple of pillows under her hips to raise her buttocks for easier access. The extra popsicle had melted, so he returned to the kitchen for another one. When he returned, he unwrapped it and reached over to the TV tray he had set up beside the bed. He had also purchased a brass bowl suspended over a candle holder while he was in Texas. A candle burned in it now, warming oil. He dipped the fingers of one hand into the oil.

Michelle felt her cheeks being parted. A warm, slippery finger wriggled into her anus. “Oh, God,” she moaned.

“Are you all right?” Nick asked.

Michelle nodded, shocked at how good it felt.

“Oh!” she yelped at the fierce cold invading her pussy as Nick began probing her ass with his supple finger. She moaned.

“Do you like this?”

Michelle trembled with the effort of not moving. She wanted nothing more than to pump her hips, to force both items deep inside her. “God, yes,” she moaned.

Michelle shivered as Nick pumped the cold cylinder in and out of her pussy in rapid counterpoint to his determined stimulation of her anal canal. “God, Nick.” She could feel Nick’s finger bumping the head of the popsicle as he explored her ass. “Oh, God!” He penetrated her over and over. “Deeper, Nick, deeper!” Nick buried his finger to the hilt. Michelle gasped as she felt him massaging the tip of the popsicle through the intervening tissues. “Oh, God. Yes. Yes!” She sobbed wordlessly as an incandescent fire enveloped her below the waist, losing herself in a ravaging orgasm.

When she had calmed, Nick leaned over and whispered in her ear. “What do you want?”

“More,” Michelle croaked.

Nick tickled her cunt with his fingers. “More of this, or…” He parted her butt cheeks and teased her puckered anus. “More of this?”

Michelle convulsed.

“This?” He tickled her anus again.

“Yes,” she groaned.

Nick’s penis pulsed with excited expectation. He oiled the fingers of both hands and began massaging Michelle’s buttocks. Each pass of his strong fingers pulled and pushed her skin in different directions, tugging at her now-sensitized asshole. Michelle willed him to fill her again.

After several minutes, Nick noticed that her vagina was contracting erratically. “Are you horny?” he asked.

“Hornier than I’ve ever been in my life,” Michelle whispered throatily.

Nick chuckled. He oiled his fingers again and spread her butt-cheeks wide. He slipped his forefinger in just a little, teasing her with it the way he had teased her cunt with his cock. “How many times can I make you come?” he wondered idly, and began twisting his fingertip back and forth inside her. “Oh, yes,” Michelle moaned. Nick pushed his finger in further. “Yes!” He backed out and plunged in again. “Faster,” Michelle moaned. Nick’s finger impaled her repeatedly, twisting the sensitive flesh as he turned his finger back and forth, corkscrewing inside her. “God, yes!” Michelle screamed. “Yes, Nick. Yes!” Nick reached down and parted her pussy so he could watch her contract. For some reason, watching her pussy while she came was a more incredible turn-on than he ever would have imagined.

Before the first orgasm had ended, he parted her cheeks again and slid his middle finger, the longest finger, as far as it would go into her flushed, puckered furrow. Michelle groaned, and began to raise her hips. Nick moved so that his feet were at the head of the bed and he was lying halfway across her, pressing her hips against the pillows. He held her ass wide open as he inserted his supple finger.

Nick fucked her fast and shallow, his finger a blur as he slipped the tip in and out of the crevice. It felt so good! Michelle groaned, tightening the muscles in her buttocks. Her anal and vaginal canals were both pulsing frantically. “Deeper,” she breathed. Nick drilled his long digit into her. “Deeper!” she screamed. Nick buried his long finger inside her and held it there. Michelle moaned. Nick’s finger flexed, gyrated, traced loops and swirls in her convulsing canal. “Oh, God!” Michelle exclaimed, her hands grasping the silk scarves as another orgasm rocketed through her. “God, Nick. You are sogood . Please, please. Fuck me with your cock.”

God knew he wanted to. But she was small, and very tight. “I won’t be able to. Not tonight,” he murmured. “I’m too big. We’ll have to stretch it a few times.” Michelle moaned. He sat up and stroked her sweat-soaked hair from her cheek. “Do you want me to start stretching it a little now?”

Michelle nodded.

Nick leaned over her and re-oiled his hands, then opened her crack again. He rubbed oil around the rim of the swollen orifice; then slowly, gently, worked the tips of two fingers into her tight canal.

Michelle’s anus tightened in response, pulling at his fingers, and Nick used the opportunity to push the tips in a little farther. He rotated them, massaging, working the softening oil into her skin.

She flexed her muscles again. Every time she contracted, Nick pushed his fingers in a little bit farther. She squeezed again. He inched in further. Michelle’s entire body below her waist was throbbing deliciously and the pillow beneath her pelvis was soaked with the juices dripping from her cunt.

Michelle spasmed briefly as Nick wiggled his fingers erratically inside her. “More,” she begged. A moment later, something warm and slippery was flowing over her butt and his hand. Then, Michelle felt Nick’s free hand slide down to her pussy. Two fingers pushed into her, curling toward the back wall of her vagina. Slowly, then more quickly as the oil lubricated his fingers and her canal, Nick thrust his two fingers into her ass again and again, forcing them deeper and deeper. With each thrust, Michelle uttered tiny whimpers and moans, each sound feeding a bonfire of desire in Nick’s loins. At the deepest point of each plunge, he rubbed the fingers in her pussy and the fingers in her ass together, massaging the sensitive tissue between the two canals. “More!” Michelle begged. Finally, Nick simply buried all four fingers deep inside her, playing with her continuously until she screamed and writhed, despite his weight, her hips gyrating desperately as she rode the wave.

“Good God!” she said when it was over. “I don’t know if I can take any more.”

Nick smiled to himself.

Michelle felt his hands under her pelvis, lifting her up into the doggy-style position.

“Are you sure you can’t take any more?” Nick asked, and Michelle felt the tip of his penis tickling her smoldering pussy.

Michelle’s heart thudded in her chest. “I can take it, Nick. Give me your cock.”

Nick obliged, submerging himself in her hot cunt. Swollen from passion and repeated stimulation, Michelle’s pussy was tighter than ever.

Michelle felt one strong hand wrap around her left side. “Fuck me,” she whispered. Nick pounded his cock into her pussy, using his hand to steady her, ramming her onto his rod hard and fast. “God, yes. Yes, yes, yes!” Nick fucked harder with every exclamation.

Michelle felt Nick’s other hand fumbling at her ass, trying to part her cheeks.Experiment be damned , she thought. Her ass was throbbing, just like her pussy, and she was desperate to have something inside it again. She shoved her hips back hard, taking his magnificent erection as deep as she could. She slipped her wrists out of their loose silk knots and, after stuffing a pillow under her shoulders for better support, reached back.

Nick was so close to release, he couldn’t object when Michelle broke the rules. She pulled her cheeks apart for him, and Nick’s finger glided into her. “Yes! Fuck them both!” Michelle urged.

Nick could feel the outline of his own cock. The combination of that, the view of his finger plunging deeper and deeper into Michelle’s ass, her passionate encouragement and his penis being swallowed and sucked repeatedly by her pussy, unleashed a torrential orgasm. Nick fountained into her again and again, arching in prolonged ecstasy, filling her chasm until there was no more room and cum was spilling out of her onto the pillows and covers below. It was Michelle’s turn to smile in triumph.