Geisha

When the doorbell rang, I was not surprised.

There was no measurable expression or reaction.

The only feeling I had was the fire between my thighs. The anticipation of what my beloved had arranged this evening. The anticipation of my suitor, invited into our torrid arrangement at the insistence of my lover.

It was hard to breathe, the red, restrictive envelopment of the corset he had asked me to wear. He had tied it for me, taking great care to cast his breath upon my back as he pulled the laces tight. I felt dizzy with lust, dizzy with the lack of air entering my heaving chest.

He brought the gentleman into the room. Skin dark as the night. Impressive in stature, overwhelming and demanding. I felt a small whimper escape my lips.

As a good host should, my lover invited our guest to sit. He took his place next to me, allowing his hand to rest carefully on my nylon clad thigh. I did not listen to their polite banter. I gazed dutifully between the two of them, waiting for the moment when this man's hands made contact with my bare flesh. I did not have to wait long.

I sensed my lover approach me, pulling gently on the fettering that held the corset against my breasts. The material began to slip away, baring just the smallest glimpse of my erect nipples. Our guest touched me with his large hands, gently pinching my flesh between experienced fingers. My lover's lips on my neck, breathing innuendo into my ears. I knew what to do. To my knees I went, placing myself before this man, using well practiced maneuvers to free him from his clothing.

I could see why this man was chosen.

I gripped the base of his cock, trembling with equal parts of fear and excitement. I tried to guess. Ten? Maybe eleven? I couldn't fathom how I would handle this, was I even capable. It was a sight to see, this beautiful black man with this terrified woman kneeling between his legs. I could feel my lover's intense assessment of my reaction. I knew his own cock was reacting to the scene, his wife enslaved to his every whim.

I knew what to do.

Slowly, I began to tongue the head of this beautiful cock, taking it into my mouth a fraction of an inch at a time. My suitor, his breath hissing. His hands in my hair. Just a little at a time, I was drawing his dick inside of my throat, milking it. Two hands at the base, pulling him into my mouth. I wanted to see how far I could go, how much I could take. I make eye contact often, watching this man watch me. He wants to fuck my mouth, I can see it. His hands pushing my head into his groin, his hips bucking into my slow deliberate stroke. I loved this. Sucking cock for my lover. Letting my lover watch me.

I was ready. My pussy was ready. I stood, my lover behind me, reaching between my legs. His fingers inside of me, seeing if I was ready. He kissed me softly on my neck and told me what a good girl I was.

Our guest had undressed and I took my place on the bed. I laid down on my back and he pushed himself between my legs, tongue lapping greedily on my exposed breasts. I felt his cock, hard and anxious against my pussy. And then it happened.

There was no opportunity to adjust, just the instant submersion of his cock. To the hilt. Somewhere between pain and pleasure, I cried out. My lover stood by, watching as this man fucked me. Long and hard, he fucked me. No emotion and no regret. Part of my body started to crawl away from him, but the other part forced me to wrap my legs around his waist and take the ride. My hands gripped his ass, feeling every frenzied thrust. Like a machine, he fucked me. I rode his waves, throwing my ample hips into each thrust. I came, wet and loud, all over his huge cock.

On top of him, there was no mercy. My vain attempts to take him into me at my pace were met with resistance. My lover behind me on the bed, burying his finger inside my ass while he watched this bull slam his cock inside of me like a hydraulic piston. On my knees, the beautiful brutality continued, his hands on my thighs, pulling me into every merciless thrust. I bucked, I screamed, I fought and succumbed all at once.

I was where I wanted to be. At the mercy of my suitor, with the permission of my love. For his pleasure....always.

And mine of course.....