will he surprise them both entirely?

Yours Truly,

 Airi

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The two women sat at desks that had been adjoined by request. They could not work alone, not these two. You could say they were like twins, functioning on the same molecular level as women who had been born in the same womb. But they were not like identical twins. Although, they did have a lot in common, there were also many differences that separated these two imps from each other.

Rika had always been the more plump and juicy of the two women. She had long red-brown hair that was silky and straight. Her breasts were full and round, nearly spilling out of their restraints. Her hips were curvy to the point that you might have thought they belonged on someone else. Her eyes seemed to go on forever, their many shades of green swirling around and around.

Always the more daring of the two; she wore bright colors, tight short skirts, and low dipping tops. There wasn't a day in the history of her life in which she hadn't been caught flirting with someone, it was expected of her. But no one dared call her a whore. She had her limits, and she never went to bed with anyone whom she hadn't known as a friend.

Now, Jessie,... Hmmm. You could say Jessie was the all around elegant type. Skinny as a rail, she had on numerous occasions been told she needed to eat something more and to gain weight. Yet she wasn't the skinny that people called anorexic. Jessie was the shorter of the two women at five feet and four inches. Her breasts were only the size of one's palm, perky and delicate. Her hair was the color of the sun, blonde with different shades of gold as it spiraled down in waves over her shoulders. Her eyes were a color that was always changing; from deep blue to the color of a cloudy sky, they never stayed the same shade of blue.

Jessie's preference in clothes was like her body, enchanting and elegant in every way. She wore deep, lush colors that skimmed her body like a silky blanket. Her tops were always the highest fashion, hinting at her cleavage but never giving full view; and her bottoms were always silky and black. Whether she wore a skirt, dress, or pants her clothes always went with her mood. Today, though, she wore a full skirted, halter dress with a slit to show off her lovely new stockings.

Rika and Jessie had always been best friends, since the age of five years old. They had been neighbors neither and had ever seen a single day without the other. They had planned on going to the exact same college and graduating with the same degree as the other. It hadn't been until their College days, however that they began experimenting on themselves. Now they worked as secretaries within the many walls of NAFCO. They absolutely loved their jobs, and even more, they loved what came after the busy work days when they got to go home for the night.

It was a quiet day at NAFCO head quarters in Los Angeles as Rika's eyes stared blankly at the computer screen in front of her. It was full of all of the previous court case files that had been finished. Only being half awake after last nights ventures, she deleted every last file.

"Bye-bye files!" She laughed almost hysterically. It was only when she began to really think that she stopped laughing and sat up in her chair. "Wait a second..." She paused. "Jessie!" cried Rika "I did something stupid!"

Jessie got up and rushed over to her friend's desk, only to shake her hips and bite down a laugh. "Oh that's no problem to retrieve." She quickly checked the recycle bin and got everything out. "Why didn't you take the ginseng? You silly girl!"

Rika shrugged her shoulders and sat up with composure. Ever since Jessie could remember, Rika had been a ditz. She had always wondered if the forces had accidentally switched up their hair color. Perhaps it wasn't the blonds who were ditzy by nature, though. Perhaps it was the nature of redheads. Who knew?

Their day went by just like any other, filling out case files and other kinds of paperwork, trying to calm down irate customers on the phone, and helping their boss figure out how to manage things without driving him crazy. In Jessie's opinion their boss was a perfectionist. If everything was not running smoothly, he had a panic attack over it. Hours later they were walking side by side down the main hallway, glad to be done for the day and looking forward to the evening ahead.

"So, did you give Dorian the instructions to our house and how he would have to 'ahem', take care of our pets?" asked Jessie, removing her keys from her purse.

Dorian was one of their co-workers whom Jessie and Rika thought needed some work in the love department. They were fond of him, in a friendly sort of way, and planned on getting him into action. They knew he had a crush on another woman, Cassy Delocroix. They discovered it when they both caught him in the bathroom one day, masturbating and moaning out her name.

"Mhmm!" Rika nodded excitedly." I asked him at lunch to do it for me and he blushed and said he would be happy to do it." The blonde smiled softly.

"What time did you tell him to be at our house?" Jessie asked her lover, and looked at the clock and then back to Rika.

Rika thought long and hard for a few moments, having to flip through a mind that was already set on sleep mode.

"I believe I told him to be there at around seven PM."

Rika yawned and took an energy drink out of their personal fridge when they walked by it, drinking it quickly. This triggered her sleepy mind.

"Oh god... it's six thirty-five!"

Jessie gasped before hurrying over to the main desk and getting both of their cards stamped, almost running out the door after.

"Rika, quit standing there and staring! We're making a run for it!"

Rika hastened to do Jessie's bidding the moment she reprimanded her, quickening her pace so she caught up with the blond as they ran for the car. Rika opened the door for both of them and got inside, clicking her seatbelt and straightening out her tight blouse.

"How do I look?" Jessie asked, posing for her best friend's scrutiny. God knew that Jessie was the best for seduction purposes, and tonight she had dressed accordingly.

Rika tilted her head, looking her up and down She made an adjustment to Jessie's silk halter, then smoothed out the hair that had gotten messed up from running. "Perfect!"

Rika crooned over her make up as Jessie drove like a maniac to get to their house. If someone ever said she didn't know how to control her car though, she would have had to point them to Rika. Lord only knew Rika couldn't tell the difference between slow and fast. It was always 'High Speed' for her.

Luckily, they arrived before Dorian even pulled in to the street that they lived on. Sneaking inside the house they only put on one lamp as they opened a curtain to stare out the window, watching for any signs of the man's car.

Rika giggled uncontrollably, "This is gonna be so much fun!" A hand quickly covered her mouth. "Sorry,..." she mumbled.

"It's fine." Jessie whispered as they both sat on the couch, the curtain still pulled slightly. Their gaze continued to look for the sign of bright headlights pulling into their driveway.

"Uhm... Jessie?" Rika looked at her lover, "What is he going to do when he sees the car?" All was silent for a few moments as Jessie slowly looked at Rika.

"You,..." Jessie said after a moment, grabbing the keys again.

"Just stay here and look cute. I'm going to go and park it next door at the apartments."

She snuck out the side door to go hide the car, leaving Rika to play with her hair as she waited for Jessie to come back.

Jessie didn't take very long to take care of business. She ran back into the house and shut the door, taking a seat beside Rika. The blonde wiped her forehead with relief.

"Okay," she said, sinking into the soft cushion of the couch. "Now, we wait." Their eyes focused upon the thin curtained windows, checking for absolutely any sign of high beams.

About five minutes after seven o clock their man arrived in the driveway pulling up and parking his car before slowly coming to the door. Both Rika and Jessie took to either side of the door; Jessie with the black silk head bag, and Rika with her real silver handcuffs as she struggled to contain her giggling.

Dorian's voice called from outside the door "Is anyone in there?" his voice a beautiful baritone as he slowly inched open the door from outside, taking one hesitant step onto the threshold, head peering through the crack.

"Get him!" Jessie called jumping to the door and throwing it open completely. Rika had already grasped hold of Dorian's hands and cuffed them behind him before Jessie placed the bag over his head, clasping the silver chain snug around his neck.

"Hey!" Dorian's yell was muffled by the silk as he flailed wildly, squirming and trying to get free. He knew they had gotten him, though, having swooped in when he had least expected them to do so. He was frightened and didn't know what to do. He had never had any woman trap him like this.

"To the laboratory!" Rika exclaimed getting popped in the back of the head, "Okay... the basement..." She helped Jessie push him down there, his hefty size making it somewhat difficult to maneuver.

The basement was a sexual torture chamber within what seemed to be the normal home of two best friends. There were shackles hanging from the wall, blood red candles on all of the walls just ready to be dumped onto soft nipples, leather whips, a small fridge with God knows what in it, and a section with nothing but strap-ons, dildos, and the occasional vibrator. Everything down there they had acquired over the many years since they graduated high school. The room, having a gothic feel to it, was definitely a nymphomaniac's dream.

"Where am I?" Dorian cried out, rather disoriented as the two girls got him hung up onto the wall. He looked like a fish on a hook, his feet dangling about a foot above the floor.

They laughed maniacally as Jessie ripped the head bag off of him. He couldn't believe his eyes as they adjusted to the dim light of the room. This was... It was amazing, yet terrifying. He couldn't believe his sweet co-workers had planned this all along. What did they have in store for him now?

"You're..." Rika was instantly cut off by Jessie before she could finish her sentence.

"You're in our sexual torture chamber!" exclaimed Jessie.

Dorian whimpered a bit, squirming. Did they plan on using him for their own naughty fantasy? He didn't know if he liked the thought or not. Right now his adrenaline rush was telling him to run for the hills. Unfortunately, he was tied up and at their mercy.

"But why did you bring me here?"

Rika watched as Jessie drew up a long leather whip, snapping it into his face but not close enough to hit the skin.

"So we can torment you out of that ridiculously shy demeanor." Jessie replied with a mischievous grin.

His face turned a hot red as she reached in to wrap her hand tightly around his neck, kissing him quickly but nonetheless, with finesse. He was breathless as he felt his cock stir with new excitement.

Rika grinned softly as she grabbed hold of the blonde's shoulder, tossing aside the whip and pulling her to their plush bed. The bed was as soft as a cloud it's sheets a candy red and it was piled with a ton of pillows. They tumbled to the bed in a pile of arms and legs, quickly beginning a fierce kiss that seemed to last for an eternity.

Dorian whined as he watched with round eyes. They surely looked like they were having a time of it, Jessie's hands on Rika's chest, and Rika's hands on Jessie's ass. He squirmed against the wall, his breath coming in little gasps of air.

He really was a beautiful man when it came down to it. Muscles rippled throughout his body, covered in his dress pants and white cuffed shirt, his tie loose; blonde highlighted, dirt brown hair, disoriented from his struggle, dusted his temples; blue-green eyes glittered in the light of the red candles.

"Mmmm," murmured Jessie as the kiss ended. She slowly unbuttoned each button on her lover's jacket, tossing it aside to work on the pink tank top next. Soon Rika's unbound breasts spilled freely and she took one into her mouth to suckle, fingering the other eagerly.

Rika moaned, watching as the blond made love to her chest, shoving her hands into the silky golden strands as she shuddered and arched her back.

Dorian gasped loudly, staring at Rika's voluptuous breasts and tightening pink nipples as he were mesmerized by them. He squirmed as his cock became erect and hard, jutting against his pants as if it demanded freedom.

Jessie brought their lips together again, only briefly though, as her tongue trailed down Rika's chin and neck to suckle gently on her breasts. After a moment or two, she stopped her attack on Rika's tits and moved back to pull down her short skirt.

"Ohhh, Rika,... you naughty girl. Did you forget to put on underwear again?" asked Jessie as she ran her fingers through the brown curls at the juncture of her lover's thighs.

Rika moaned out, arching her back as she felt the fingers run over her erect little nub. "Mmmm.. I was anticipating what we're... Ohh!" she paused and nearly jumped off the bed when Jessie pumped two fingers into her slick cunt. "What we're doing to Dorian." she panted.

Jessie smirked and took a glance at him before looking back down to Rika. "Well, right now I'm having my way with you, not Dorian." she purred.

Dorian was still trying to get free. More importantly, he wanted,... no, he needed, to get his cock free from his pants. He was deftly afraid he'd 'wet his panties', as the saying went. He hadn't even touched himself and he felt like he was nearly bursting with cum. The little imps were going to pay for this torture, he thought vaguely, still staring at them.

When Jessie stopped the teasing of her clit, Rika sat up slightly and stared at her friend. Jessie slowly removed her French, silk red halter topped dress over her head, slipping off her long black skirt. What she had on underneath was definitely a sight for sore eyes.

Her hair cascaded in golden rays of silken curls, it fell down to the waist of her black and red silk corset. The corset was tummy-less, which revealed a lovely sculpted belly, a shiny silver tear drop hanging down in the ravine of her belly button. A matching garter belt hung low on her hips, helping her thigh high lacey stockings stay up on her legs. Her high heels also gave her the illusion of long legs.

Rika gasped eyes going wide before she grabbed her lover and pulled her down to the bed. "Don't you look sexy?"

"All for you and our guest," Jessie purred, winking over at Dorian before wrapping her legs about Rika and pulling her into a kiss.

He was close to bursting! Dorian's entire body grew hot with need as he stared at the hottie that was Jessie. Who knew that underneath, the elegant co-worker had the body of a temptress, especially with those stockings? He couldn't help it as his mouth hung open, his gaze stared at the stocking encased feet and then at her lovely corset. It was all he could do not to yell out in agony.

Rika took to fondling Jessie's nude pussy, her hand becoming soaked with feminine cum.

"You're so hot," she whispered, trailing her lips down her lover's neck and her collar bone. Her other hand went to the clasps at the back of Jessie's corset, unsnapping it and tossing the lovely bit of material carelessly onto the floor.

Rika gasped as the blonde's fingers went to her pussy, thrusting into her tight channel with relish and making her whimper and writhe above her arching back. She took to placing her hot mouth over the blonde's breast, sucking the entire thing into her mouth and tormenting it relentlessly as she rode onto the fingers inside of her.

Meanwhile, Dorian was crazed with lust and need as he forcefully tugged on his restraints, growling in frustration, his bulge so hard it was to the point of pure agonizing pain.

"Please, let me out of here!" he half yelled, half growled, sweat melting on his brows and upper lip.

"Mmm,...... Rika! You naughty little cum slut! You're so wet... so ready..." Jessie murmured against the auburn haired woman's skin, lapping at the pebbly nipples as her fingers explored the folds of sweet pussy, delving inside and caressing her thumb against the hard nub of a clit. She suddenly rolled Rika over so that her lover lay on her back before she got up off the bed and went to the wall of goodies.

Dorian watched as the half nude blond walked over to the wall of strap-ons and dildos, grabbing a large dildo that had a head on either end. He couldn't help it any more, he really couldn't. His hands kept fisting against the cuffs, and he almost choked on his words. He was crazed with lust and need as he forcefully tugged on his restraints, growling in frustration, his bulge so hard it was to the point of pure agonizing pain.

"Please, let me out of here!" he half yelled, half growled, sweat melting on his brows and upper lip.

"Ah, ah." Rika tisked at him, turning to look at him and lick her lips sensuously. "We're not finished playing! You'll get yours once we've had our fun!" she giggled and leaned back against the pile of pillows.

He whimpered helplessly as Jessie walked in front of him, tapping one end of the dildo in her hand. "Mmmm,..... Let us lovers play and we'll let you down when we deem it fitting," she said, leaning in to kiss his cheek before sauntering off towards the bed, hips swaying.

Jessie crawled onto the bed beside Rika, pulling her sideways so that her pussy was just in front of her face before placing the dildo beside them on the bed.

Dorian got a full share of Jessie's taut ass as she arched her back, kneeling between Rika's thighs, the material of her garter exposing glimpses here and there of how truly wet her little pussy was. He was out of it completely, writhing against the wall, nearly about to cream himself just from watching them. The blond lapped at Rika's pussy, making her moan and gasp with every thrust of her tongue inside the swollen lips. Jessie's ass swayed side to side in his view, tempting him to try and touch it, but he couldn't escape his prison.

Jessie suckled at the swollen nub, dipping her fingers into the tight channel and wiggling them around inside the auburn haired woman's pussy.

Rika gasped and writhed on the mattress, her breathing harsh and ragged as she felt her climax heighten. Rika's moans filled the air as soft fingers wriggled inside her. Her deep emerald eyes snapped shut, as her own finger tips rubbed softly against Jessie's slit, teasing it slowly. She pressed two digits in, moving them about as she whined and whimpered with pleasure.

Before Rika could cum, Jessie suddenly lifted her mouth from her feast and pulled Rika up higher on the bed. Grabbing the double ended dildo, she thrust one end of it into Rika's tight cunt, earning another moan for her actions. Jessie laid herself beneath Rika, sliding her pussy in between the auburn haired woman's legs before impaling herself onto the double ended dildo.

 

"Ohhh! This isn't very fair at all!" cried Dorian, drooling at their love play. Seeing their pussies pressed together made his cock jerk in excitement, and he lost all control. Before he could even think about it, he was hit by an orgasm. "Nnnh" he grunted, arching off the wall as a load of cum spilled free from the head, soaking his shaft and the material of his boxers. He closed his eyes, shuddering as he slumped against the wall.

Although he had come, he knew it wouldn't be enough. When he came, he didn't stop until every last drop of cum spilled free from his erection.

That would take forever!

"Ohhh..!" he opened his eyes as the women moaned in unison. Maybe they'd play long enough to get him to cum three or four more times? He could only hope. He bit his lip as he forced himself not to beg.

"Yes!" exclaimed Jessie, grasping hold of Rika's ankle and taking one foot to her mouth as she rode the dildo, the friction of their pussies rubbing heightening the pleasure.

Rika moaned as her lover licked and sucked at her toes, reaching down in between their pussies to finger Jessie's hard clit. She felt a shudder from the blond and grinned. "You love that, don't you?"

"Oh, yes!" replied Jessie, arching to shove against the fingers as she shifted to suckle at the other foot. "But you love this more." she moaned.

After a time of pumping, grinding, and moaning, Dorian finally heard the cries of the two women as they climaxed. Both women were coated in sweat and he wanted to have his way with them right now.

Dangling from the wall, he began to whine with each touch the girls made on one another. "Please let me down! I promise I will talk more to you!"

Jessie paused for a moment. "Why only with us? You should be open and talk to everyone....mm, especially that woman you are smitten with, Miss Delocroix," she purred, soon returning to pleasing her lover as well as teasing Dorian. Her teeth nipped at the hardened buds on Rika's chest as she removed the dildo from her dripping pussy.

The captive flushed with embarrassment by her comment; blinking and gaping, tried hard not to be disconcerted by their love play as he asked, his voice as dry as his mouth, "How... how did you know?"

Both girls stopped what they were doing, Rika giggling, and Jessie grinning wickedly. "Oh, we have our ways..... First is the fact that you blanch when you're near her, you stutter as you talk to her, you send her flowers with no names on their cards.... Mmm,...." she paused, daintily licking juice off her fingertips. "And you moan her name in the bathroom while you are doing other...... business," she purred as he flushed almost to an unnatural color.

Just thinking about his smitten joy, Maura, made his erection even worse, and he pulled on his restraints terribly, nearly sobbing as he pleaded "Pleeease..... Let me out...!"Jessie and Rika looked at each other for a moment and then back at him.

"Awww...! Just look at him straining in such horniness!" Rika laughed softly. "Should we finally show him just a tad bit of sympathy?" She whispered into Jessie's ear.

"Maybe..." Jessie paused for a moment, "Maybe when we're done." The other woman looked at her, "Okay, you can let him out..."

Rika giggled softly, going over and unlocking his shackles, allowing Dorian to fall to the ground.

"But, you aren't allowed to touch us until Rika says so." Jessie added just as Rika grinned.

A mischievous grin played across Jessie's face, knowing that it might take him a while longer to realize that she had just let him loose.

He whined once again, as the two continued their teasing passion play. Rika used a finger to beckon Dorian to them, just to prove her best friend's theory wrong. Blinking as he realized he had been let down, he walked over to the bed, mesmerized as a moth to a flame.

Jessie moved down Rika's body, kissing every inch of her stomach before finally finding the damp folds at her crotch. The blonde's tongue dashed out and Rika groaned, arching against her mouth and grasping her hair in her hands.

Dorian's erection strained against his pants as he stared, aching to feel himself buried inside one of the lesbian's pussies.

Rika gasped, giggling and moaning at the same time as she saw Dorian place his hands on her lover. Jessie jumped, lips glistening and eyes wide. She turned about and eyed him, raising a brow. "Didn't I say not to put your hands on us until Rika said you could?" she demanded, disappointed that her theory that he was a Submissive had been wrong. The red head stuck her tongue out at her, knowing she had won the bet.

"I don't take orders from anyone, Jess." he murmured deeply, picking her up and tossing her flat on the bed. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so empowered and exhilarated.

Crawling onto the bed, he moved her thighs apart with his knees and didn't waste any time while ripping off his pants, shirt, and boxers. His sticky cum was all over his cock and dripping on the floor.

Rika's eyes widened "Oh wow, he's so strong!"

"Stronger than you'll ever be." he grunted, thrusting himself deep within Jessie's tight cunt, moaning at the hot, tight feel of pussy around his throbbing cock. He grabbed hold of Rika's hair and pulled her half on top of the blonde, spanking her ass as well. She wasted no time crawling up to her best friend to settle her own pussy at Jessie's mouth.

Jessie had no time to protest anything as she began to suck soundlessly at wet cunny juice, moaning and straining her hips towards Dorian's hard erection. Rika rocked back and forth on her lover's face, moaning and whimpering as she placed her hands upon Jessie's perky little breasts.

Dorian grunted deeply, not finding it all that difficult to find his own release, but not wanting to leave her out of her own. He placed his hand between their bodies, watching the redhead and her ecstatic face as her placed his thumb firmly onto a clit. He heard a moan, feeling the immediate twitch of the body beneath him.

Jessie grabbed hold of Rika's hips with her hands, wrapping her legs about Dorian's waist as she met his thrusts. God, he was huge. Even his balls were huge! She loved huge balls on a man, especially when they slapped against her ass. "Mmmm!" she murmured. It felt so good.

Rika moaned as she rode Jessie's face, watching with excitement as Dorian pumped her best friend. It wasn't very often Jessie allowed a man to enter their love fest, and she absolutely loved being a part of it, especially a man such as him with energy and stamina to spare. When she came not long after he grabbed her clit she came hard, breathing heavily as she fell beside them on the bed.
Feeling the blond begin to climax, Dorian moved his free hand to her side, pushing it beneath her ass to stick a long finger inside her tight asshole. He heard a short little squeak in response before the muscles calmed around his finger and he began feeling around inside her. He thrust again and again with both his finger and his erection, absolutely loving it all, succumbing to his own release only when the woman had finally calmed down.

Not long after, the three of them were lying in a twist of arms and legs on the bed. He could not believe how hard he had fallen, nor how good the falling had been.

Meanwhile, both of the women were surprised by the sudden change in Dorian. Their shy little wall flower was neither shy, nor submissive. He was quite the sexual god himself.

He, himself, was planning on fucking them both at least three more times before he said his goodbyes. Oh, what joy that was going to be! He grinned.

r tonight. Her friend was so excited that she couldn't chose which color dress to wear, when normally it was Mandy instructing Alex on style.

"But I don't know which one looks best! I reeeally like this guy, Alex. Please, please, please, puh-lease help me!"

It was Mandy's luck that Alex couldn't think straight right now, either. What with Lucien picking on her every few seconds. She shivered at the feel of his fingers on the back of her knee, using a newspaper to swat at the area in front of her. Damn him for being a Phantom! She couldn't see him at all during the day.

"Okay, okay." Alex answered to the girl's begging, twirling the cord of the phone about her finger as she stuck her tongue out in the direction of Lucien. "Why don't you wear the red dress? Red is always pretty on you."

"But Alex!" her friend whined. "I don't want to look 'pretty'! I want to look gorgeous!"

"You will lo..." she had to bite her bottom lip so she didn't giggle, moving the phone away from her face as she squirmed in her chair. The guy was going after her feet again! Pulling her legs in, she sat on both feet and flung the newspaper at him again, mouthing for him to stop before going back to her friend. "You will look gorgeous, hon."

"How do you know that?"

A shiver ran down her spine at the tickle of fingers running along her jaw line. She sucked in a deep breath of air and scooted herself further into the chair before replying, leaving a disgruntled cat to prance off in offense of her bothering it. "You always look gorgeous, Mandy. It's what you do!"

A whimper escaped her lips as a mouth came over her ear, sucking and nibbling at it. It was very, very distracting. So distracting, in fact, that she hadn't heard what her friend had said.

"Alex? Alex, are you listening?"

She shook her head, her eyes half closed as the mouth moved lower to suck the skin beneath her ear lobe. "Yeah... Mandy, I'm listening."

Her friend seemed to hesitate before a mischievous voice took the place of nerves. "Whatcha doin'?"

Lips began moving down her arm as she blushed guiltily and coughed to cover up the sound of her voice. "Nothing."

"Oh, really?" Her friend paused as if to point out the lie. "Mmm... Okay, lovey. I'll be heading out soon. I'll call you later and tell you all the juicy details." There was a distinct sigh in her voice.

"Okay.... Remember to keep your phone on, and call the cops if things get weird." she said softly, her mind wondering to what he was doing with her hand. Whatever it was, it was definitely wonderful. She sighed in apreciation and mentally kicked herself for being so turned on.

"Don't worry, I will. Love you doll face." The dial tone sounded and she hung up the phone.

"Damn it, Lucien." she growled half heartedly, closing her eyes and laying her head back on the chair. "Must you do that while I'm trying to talk on the phone? It's distracting."

"You could always give in and let me do as I wish." a male voice whispered on the wind, fingers grabbing at the front of her shirt and tugging on it. "Come with me to the bathroom, sweetheart."

"Must I?" asked Alex, tilting her head and biting her lip. "It's so comfy here." Crossing her arms, she unfolded her legs and placed her feet on the coffee table. Maybe body language would convince him she wasn't going to move an inch.

She thought wrong.

An arm moved about the middle of her back and another was placed beneath her knees as she was scooped up from the chair in one swift movement. She squealed, writhing about as she found herself digging nails into something that was not there, at least not to the eye. "Put me down! Put me down." she said quickly, eyes wide as saucers. "You know it frightens me to feel like I'm floating, even if I'm not."

Laughter greeted her protects, a hand firmly grasping her waist as she 'floated' to the door of her bathroom. The door swung open to reveal her wonderfully huge bath tub, filled to the brink with pink fluffy bubbles. The room smelled like vanilla and lavender. She figured the vanilla was probably due to the candles burning brightly about the tub.

A moment later she was set lightly on her feet in front of the tub, her shirt being pulled gently up over her head to reveal a dainty pink lace bra. Next came her jeans, sliding to the floor to reveal matching g-string panties.

She couldn't stop the man, so why should she bother to try?

Blushing prettily, she looked up to search his face but remembered his phantom state. "It's not fair that I can't see you." she pouted, the straps of her bra sliding down her arms, unsnapping to fall at her feet.

"Sure it is." Amusement dripped from his voice as fingers slid over her chest to prod the delicate pink of her nipples.

She could feel her wetness dampening the inside of her very tiny panties. "You get to enjoy the touch of my hands all the better. Just think of it like.... a blindfold." He removed her panties before his mouth lowered down on her breast, lavishing attention on it as he proceeded to wrap her legs about him and carry her the rest of the way, until she were writhing in a sea of bubbles.

Gasping for breath as he finished his assault on her other breast, his mouth trailing down the planes and valleys of her abdomen, she arched against the feel of a sponge against her bottom. Slowly, torturously the sponge worked into the sensitive mounds of her cute ass, working its way down each thigh and back up against.

A tongue dipped itself low into the crease of her belly button, sending shiver upon delightful shiver up and down her spine. He worked his tongue in and out of it, every joy she experienced revealed on her beautiful face, every pleasure she felt sounded aloud with a moan. He worked the sponge down her long legs in slow circles, going carefully over the inside of her knees, her delicate ankles, and her toes. It spread soft soap on the flat of her stomach, circled her breasts, all over every inch until she felt like a piece of clay to mold to his will.

"How are you, dearest Alex?" Lucien whispered huskily into her ear before circling it with his tongue. His teeth began to pulse about the flesh at her ear lobe, setting the sponge aside before he circled her thighs with his hands and grabbed her ass to massage it deeply.

"Mmmm" Was her only response, her lashes creating half crescents on her cheeks, her breasts lifting and falling to each breath she took. She was so relaxed she could barely find the time to think. Her skin tingled and crawled with the need for release, yet she didn't want to move an inch.

She was slowly lifted from laying against the side of the tub, being moved so that her back faced her phantom lover, his hands wrapping about her waist as he slid her down his front. His feet linked about her ankles, his mouth whisper soft against the side of her neck, his voice as soothing as his gentle touch. "Relaxed, sweetheart?"

She didn't have time to respond as he finally found the perfect moment, taking the opportunity to plunge his hard erection into her tight ass before she had time to tense up. His grunt was followed by a moan of her own, fingers softly tickling the skin of her sides.

It was an extremely odd sensation, to be filled there. Her face was flaming red with embarrassment, even as she knew the action exceedingly turned her on.

He nuzzled the side of her neck, staying as still as he could inside of her as he allowed her to adjust to the new feeling. "Stay relaxed and it won't hurt." he murmured, moving a hand to grab her wrist, guiding her hand lower on her body until he shoved two of her fingers beneath the soft folds of her pussy.

She gasped at how slick she was and a moan escaped her lips as the pads of her fingers ran over the swollen skin of her labia. She wanted to move on his cock, but he held her lower body still in his strong hands, lips sucking at the beads of water on the back of her shoulder. It seemed a long time indeed that all he did was nibble at her skin, allowing her only to play with herself and nothing more.

He was so annoying sometimes, she concluded as she bit her lip.

Frustration coiled inside and out as she rubbed at the ache and struggled to move. No matter how she strummed her fingers against her erect little nub, she couldn't cum with him just sitting there. He could very much see the look on her face in his mind through the distinct whine in her voice. "Lucien" she cried, wiggling in his arms, her voice breathless. "Fuck me already!"

"Ah." He laughed against her ear, hands tightening about her waist. "Sweet little Alex wants me to fuck her in the ass?"

"Yes!" She moaned, grinding her hips down against him as hard as she could.

He groaned in response, his hands moving down her soft skin to grip at the cheeks of her ass as he moved himself inside of her. The pressure was enough to make him explode without any real effort on either of their part, but he gritted his teeth and held it in.

Alex slid her slippery fingers across the bubbly sheen above the water, grasping the side of the tub and gripping at it for leverage. Her breathing came in short, fast gasps as she kept the rhythm in which her phantom commanded, the feeling both hurting and feeling so, so good. It was the oddest kind of torture. Especially with the sensation of soft foam popping about her shoulders and swollen breasts, the water caressing her skin and the smells tickling her nose.

It was a total sensory experience, and she wanted more.

"Hold on." Grunted a male voice, the movement being stopped for the moment. The hands stopped stroking the cheeks of her ass and she moved her head to look behind her. There was nothing she could see moving, opting an empty bottle of shampoo she hadn't thrown away the other night, moving around in the air on its own and into the water.

"What's that for?" She asked Lucien curiously, moaning softly as his shaft shifted inside of her. Her eyelids drooped closed as she sucked in a breath, fingers running lightly up and down the folds of her pussy. One slowly slid in between, flicking against her clit, then two, her legs shaking and her voice catching on whimpers of pleasure as she rubbed against his hand.

The slick press of plastic moved against her thigh as he sunk the two fingers and his hard erection as deep as he could, sighing in a content purr of appreciation as he circled both naughty holes. "Since I don't have two cocks to fill both this," he jerked his hips, thrusting his cock in her ass and getting a cute moan in response from her "And this." He shoved his fingers deeper, curling them to prod at the skin of her g-spot.

"Ohhh. Yes." She arched her hips, her head rolling back as she rocked her hips. "That does sound like a reasonable use."

"Indeed." murmured Lucien, slowly inching his fingers out of her and trailing them to her other pleasure spot. He grasped the head of the bottle, prodding her front entrance with the smooth end as he slid it in, till she couldn't possibly take anymore. He heard her gasp and half choke on his name. "Does that feel better, kitten?"

"Nnnn huh" She could barely respond, her hands sliding off of where it had gripped the side of the tub as she limply leaned against his chest. Her soft, delicate hands slid down his arms to rest on top of each hand, guiding him to what she wanted. She showed him how to move his fingers, shoving them down onto her clit and pushing them in a criss-cross motion.

Once he had gotten the pattern down, she let go of his hands and dug her fingers into the flesh at his thighs. Her bottom lip was swollen red from where she bit down, her entire body shaking and bucking. Between the pleasure of being pumped in both holes, and the pressure of his fingers against her sensitive clitty, she was in ecstasy beyond belief.

She couldn't think worth a damn, and at the moment, who cared? The only reason she lived was to be used as a toy by this man and this man alone. The only passion in life being the pleasure he gave her. "Nnnn Nnnn Nnnn.... God.... Yes, yes!"

"Do you like that, baby?" he asked on a groan in her ear, leaving her taught little nub so that he could grab at her long hair, yanking her head to the side possessively.

"Mmmmm." Alex moaned, attempting to nod her head even though he had it immobilized. "Yes."

He moved his lips to the base of her throat, murmuring softly against her skin. "Almost ready to cum for me?"

She gasped, her body shaking and bucking uncontrollably as she tried to hold on to reality without giving up an ounce of heaven. She felt like she was going to be swallowed by a deep black hole and never see the light of day again. "Oh. Lucien. Yes! Please?"

"Who's... The... Best?" Lucien asked, one word being spoken after each thrust he made. His cock was ready to burst, but he wanted to play this sweet little game. At least for a moment or two.

"You are."

He grinned, pleased to no end that she'd said that. Even if he had known she wasn't about to say someone else. Who would at moments like these?

Okay. This must stop, Alex thought as she whimpered pathetically. She needed to cum. "Now!" she growled, grabbing the shampoo bottle from him and throwing it out of the tub before clinging to him so hard that he could only move his arms.

He wrapped them tight about her shapely figure, panting, his heart beating frantically. Burying his nose into the sweet curve of flesh between her neck and shoulder, he placed his lips about the skin and bit down. Not enough to bruise, but hard enough to pierce the skin.

She responded in a wave of exquisite tension. Her ears were throbbing from a scream she couldn't keep from slipping from her lips. Her face was flushed, her arms limp, her lower body shaking so bad that water was spilling out all sides of the tub. The pleasure was so white hot, that she forgot who she was.

A few moments later, or a lifetime, she found herself staring at the water, watching all the purple colored bubbles disappear like magic. She was contentedly snuggled in his arms, and didn't want him to let go.

"You never want it to end, do you?" Alex asked Lucien on a whisper, basking in the silent, awesome strength of his male body, even while his cock still filled her bottom.

"No, baby, but all good things must end." He licked at her soapy shoulder tenderly.

"Why, Lucien? Why must they end?"

He laid his cheek on her forehead and was silent for the longest moment, rocking with her in his arms. "Because," he said at last, kissing her on the nose. "If they never ended, we'd have nothing new to look forward to."