Touch Me: Erotica Book 1 (The Virgin to Vixen Series) (5 page)

“Call me
‘
sir
’
or
‘
master,
’
if you wish to call me anything.”

I was utterly shocked.
“
I
most
definitely will not
!
”
I replied.

“Then don’t worry about a name.”

He grabbed my hand and carefully walked me
, still blindfolded,
to another part of the room. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped my skirt and slid it down over my legs. I didn’t protest. This is what I wanted. This is what I needed.
But I
admit that
when my skirt came down,
I
was
scared.
I froze and waited for what he would do.

H
is fingers went into the waistband of my white cotton panties
. H
e slid
my panties
down to the bottom of my feet
. “Step out of these,” he ordered
.
I was
now
stark
nude
and blindfolded
in the back of a club on the other side of a wall where everyone was
nude
and enjoying each other
, and rather noisily at that
, even above the sensual music
. I was aroused beyond any
point
that
I could imagine.

I felt his hand leave my body. “Don’t go!” I cried softly.

“Don’t move.
I’m
just
going to
put
down a
sheet
. T
hen
,
I’m going to
lay
you down.
’

I stood perfectly still, blindfolded and
nude
with my nipples hard and my pussy
wet
and dripping moisture down my inner thighs
. Where did he think I was going to go? I inwardly smiled at that last thought.
When he laid me down
,
he whispered in my ear
,
“
You’re so beautiful.
”

I was ready for him to
touch
me
further
, but I was not about to rush him. I decided to stay in the moment
,
t
o listen to the sounds that he made, smell his breath as it lingered near my face.
The smell of his breath was replaced by the smell of something sweet that tickled my nose. He had placed a flower up to my nose and gave me enough time to recognize what it was.

Then I felt that flower touch my lips, slide over my neck and circle around each nipple. The
petals
on the flower caressed the skin of my stomach and played in the hair that covered
m
y nest.
Suddenly, I felt
his hand
spread
my legs
apart. I resisted for a mere second until I gave him back full control. I had feared that he sensed my resistance and would walk away from me. Instead,
his tongue ran from the
inside
of m
y
knee to my swollen clit.

At first, I felt him
place
warm
, wet kisses over my
entire
pink flower. I felt his moans
vibrate
against my skin. I
let out a yelp that sounded awkward
. No one
had ever touched me
there
, let alone kiss me in such a
private
place.
It was more of a surprised cry than a protest, and he did not chastise me for the yelp.

And then my stranger took his fingers and
spread
apart
my pussy lips
to expose my swollen, pink
knob
to his prying eyes and salivating mouth.
At this point, I was glad to be blindfolded
because I could not have faced anyone who was doing that to me
.
His tongue swept the right
side
between my right
lip
and my clit. Then he circled over the top of my clit and slid his wet tongue down the left side. My hands flew to my mouth to
cover
the screams that I was fighting to
keep
within me.

I knew he would say something
about that
before he did, but simultaneously
,
I threw my hands off my mouth and put them to my
side
when he said
,
“
Remove your hands or I will tie them down.
”

Once again, he was
right
. I was trying to
hinder
my
expression
of
desire
which was pulling me from the moment. He owned me.
He had complete control over my mind and body a
t
that
moment.

His mouth plunged back i
n between my lips
.
T
his time
he covered my clit with his mouth and used his
wild
tongue to
flick
at my budding flower.
I screamed. I released a
howl
that I had never heard before. It sounded like a
dying
anima
l, but I didn’t care.
I released it
out
loud and
fierce
.
Nothing had ever felt so intimate, not in my entire life.

My hands flew to the top of his head.
My fingers laced between his thick, wavy hair.
I pulled him closer, if that
was even
possible. I heard him whisper over my clit
,
“
Good girl, accept my touch, accept my mouth, accept my desire.”

I was in the moment
,
and so was he.
His mouth circled my sensitive clit repetitiously.
When I felt a welling in my stomach
, and I was
about to burst, his mouth released that
tender
area
between my thick,
soft
pussy lips and his tongue found my
hole
.
He lapped at the juices that ran down to my ass and
puddle
d
on the
sheet
below my butt.

He tried to
catch
it all. He wanted to drink it all. He
was
in the moment
in
the same
way
I was and that alone was sending me over the edge. My hands reached up and squeezed my
own
nipples. My back was arched in an attempt to
shove
my
precious
blossom full of nectar back into his mouth.

He took me again
with his mouth
.
His wet
,
soft lips covered my clit.
His tongue flicked it like his tongue was a
boxer
and my clit
was
the
bag
. His hands gripped my thighs and pushed my legs further apart. When I thought I
was
fully
spread
, it
still
wasn’t enough for him.
He
spread
me
further
. Then,
he pushed his face
further
between my legs.

I could feel his lips up and over the top of my pussy lips. His tongue
continued
to work
its
magic on my, now ready
-
to
-
burst
clit.
My hands were pulling at his hair and then I felt the strangest feeling in my pelvi
c
area.
I felt a
pleasure
that kept building and
building
, s
imilar to a
balloon
that is being filled with air. At some point,
I
know it
was
going to explode.

That’s
exactly
what I did.
Suddenly,
I exploded into tremors and convulsions. My body started to
gyrate
on its own.
I couldn’t
control
my
body
,
and I couldn’t control the intensely
odd
noises that had escaped from my mouth.
His tongue kept going and I kept screaming out in
sheer
pleasure
and
ecstasy
.

He did not let up.
It seemed to
last
an hour. It was
fierce
and mind
-
boggling.
It was so
powerful
that whe
n it stopped, it hadn’t
truly
stopped.
I was experiencing earthquake aftershocks that were at least a 5.5 on the Richter scale.

After he finally stopped his sensual assault with his tongue, m
y body was exhausted
, limp
. My mind was a
thoughtless
piece of mush. My hands unraveled from his
hair
and dropped to my sides. His mouth stayed locked between my legs while
he
licked up my juices and kissed gently against my swollen clit.

He wouldn’t move. He didn’t leave the
area
between my legs.
I could hear him smelling deep
, taking in my
scents
.
H
is lips softly kissed and the
n
alternated with his tongue to
lick
everything between my legs.
At one point, he even ran his tongue
down
to
my asshole and settled there for a
minute
while his nose was buried
just a
bit
inside my hole.

I was tired
, or perhaps languid was the word. I was floating
. I had never experienced anything as
pleas
urable
as that first orgasm. I needed
rest
. I knew better than to push him
away
or let him know that I was ready to
close
my legs. He wouldn’t
allow
me to do that. I would be scolded for not allowing every moment to
consume
me.

Therefore, I relaxed my body, closed my eyes behind the blindfold and let the warmth of his mouth and softness of his tongue cradle
d
my sense of security while I closed my eyes
to
rest
.

I
a
woke with a start. I was
warm
, tucked into my
own
bed with my pajamas on. I
quickly
sat up and looked around my room.

“How in the hell did I
get
here
? What’s going on?”

I felt like
I was
in
an episode of
T
he
T
wilight
Z
one
.
I was mystified,
scared
and skeptical. What if I had
experienced
nothing
more than a wet
dream?
What if everything
that
I thought
happened
last night, didn’t actually happen?
I felt like the universe was out of kilter.

“There has to be something left behind.”
I stood and walked outside my bedro
om door, to see if everything
was
normal
in my house.
I could hear
M
om and
D
ad arguing in the kitchen
, as usual
. Everything seemed to be exactly how I left it the night before.