The Good One (The Ones)

She reaches up and grabs the back of my head, fusing our mouths together. She pulls away, looks me in the eye, and answers with one word, “Yes.”

The room is dark when we enter. A soft leather sofa sitting in front of a large picture window with the curtains pulled closed from the other side. The only light in the space is from a dim chandelier in the center of the ceiling. I have to admit, for as bare as this room is, it has a classy feel to it, if that’s something that can be accomplished in a sex club. There is sensual art on the wall with black and white photographs depicting a bare thigh here, the side of a breast there, a man’s hand sitting on the waist of a woman. Nothing overly sexualized, but sensual nonetheless.

I sit back on the deep sofa and spread my thighs.

“Come sit here, beautiful. I want to feel your body while we watch.” I can tell my girl’s a little nervous. She doesn’t know what to expect. Shit, neither do I, but my excitement is trumping my nerves right now. She sits between my open thighs, right against my dick that’s still half hard from the dancing, leaning back against my chest as the curtains open.

There is a woman alone lying across a bed with white satin sheets. She has a black blindfold on her eyes and nothing else. Her hands are running up and down her body, over her breasts and down her middle. She pulls her knees up and spreads her thighs, exposing her wet center. Kasey squirms on my lap, making my cock stand at attention. I brush her hair from her neck so I can whisper in her ear.

“Do you enjoy seeing her waiting for her lover, touching her body in anticipation of his touch?” Her pants are shallow and fast. Oh, she likes it all right. I move her hand over her hardened nipple. Yeah, my girl likes watching.

“Feel how hard your nipples are, baby. If I moved them to your pussy, would they come away wet?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

Just then the door opens and in walks a tall blond man with two straps of fabric between his hands. He walks up to the woman, leans down, and kisses her on the mouth, licking her lips so she opens for him. He runs the strips of fabric over her skin, over her lips, and down her arms. She’s smiling, squeezing her legs together in anticipation of what she knows is to come.

“See how turned on she is. He’s playing with her and she knows he’s going to make her body feel amazing.” Kasey is still writhing on my lap, twisting her nipples. We watch as the man removes his briefs, his hard cock springing out. He walks to where her head is on the bed and gently turns the woman’s head and opens her mouth with his thumb. She sticks out her tongue so he can guide his dick into her mouth. He eases his length in and out as she moans around him, reaching one hand to her pussy as she spreads her legs to allow his hand access to her wetness. We watch him circle her clit with his middle finger before he dips it into her entrance once, then repeats the movement. I hear and feel Kasey moan against my chest.

“Donovan, Touch me. Please.” Like I would ever deny her. I lift her dress above her pubic bone and slip my hand in her panties, circling her clit and entering one finger in her like the man is doing on the other side of the glass.

“Do you like feeling what she’s feeling? Being touched like he touches her?” My hand is drenched in her wetness, so I already know the answer, but this woman has a filthy mouth that I love and I want to hear her words.

“I love when you fill my pussy with your fingers and rub my clit like that.”

I continue playing with her as the man in front of us steps away from the woman and takes the black fabric in his hands, tying them around each of her wrists. He then ties a knot on the other end and lifts her arms, pulling them above her head, slipping the knots behind the bed frame. Her arms stay high above her head so there must be hooks behind the frame. I lift Kasey’s arms around my neck and put one hand back in her panties and the other around her neck in a gentle, yet possessive, hold.

I’ve never been so bold with Kasey before tonight and she’s responding as I could only have hoped for. Her pussy is wetter than ever, and I hear my fingers sliding in and out. The sound is erotic and spurs on her movements. The man walks to the end of the bed again, spreading her legs so he can lie between them. He lifts her spread thighs, showing us how wet she is, how much she wants him. He dips his head and licks from her ass to her clit before he locks his mouth over her clit and sucks.

“Do you like watching him eat her out? Do you wish I were eating you right now?”

“I need more than that. I need you inside of me, fucking me, hard.”

Fuck yes, she does. I reach up and pull her panties down, putting them in my pocket. I pull her dress above her waist, exposing her from the waist down.

“Stand up real quick, baby.” She does as she’s told, and I dip my head low, licking her from behind. Her knees weaken from the contact, but I hold her steady with my other arm.

“Donovan, please.”

“I just needed a taste. I’ll give you what you need.” I give her one more lick and she tries to stifle her moan as I take out my hard cock.

“Don’t be quiet for them. Let them hear what watching them does to you.”

The man sits up from eating out the woman on the bed and kneels, lifting her bottom half off the bed. He enters her just as I sit Kasey down on my hard cock and thrust into her from behind. We both moan in exquisite pleasure, both still watching the show in front of us. He rams into her while she tugs on the restraints, obviously wanting to touch him as he fucks her. My fingers rub Kasey’s clit as she bounces up and down on my dick, fucking herself on me.

“That’s it, baby, use my cock. Make yourself come all over me.” She’s moaning with each bounce, getting closer and closer to climax.

In front of us, we hear the woman cry out in pleasure as the man throws his head back, groaning through his orgasm. Just then, Kasey creams all over my dick and screams out her own orgasm. I quickly follow, feeling hot jets of cum coat her tight pussy. We slow our movements and look toward the couple. The man undoes her bindings, massaging and kissing her arms and wrists. He takes the blindfold off her face and they both smile and kiss each other as the curtains close.

Kasey leans back against me and sighs. She turns her head and looks up at me with adoring eyes.

“That was amazing, intense and so fucking hot, Donovan. Thank you.” I smile down at her and take her lips in a searing kiss.

“I would say the pleasure was all mine, but I think you got a lot of pleasure out of it too.” She laughs and sits up. We both groan as she stands, the movement causing my dick to slip out of her. I put myself back in my pants while she adjusts her dress. She looks at me shyly through her lashes.

“What is it? The last thing you should be right now is shy with me.”

She takes a breath and steels her spine. I can always tell when she decides to go full tilt into something.

“I want to try that. Being tied up and blindfolded. It’s always been a fantasy I’ve had and I want to do that. With you.”

Fuck. Yes. Perfect. Woman.

“Kasey, come here.”

She steps into my arms.

“There’s never a reason for you to be shy about asking me to do something. When it comes to you, nothing is ever off the table. If it brings us pleasure, then I’m game for anything. Just say the word, okay?”

She nods as a smile plays on her lips.

“How do you feel about nipple clamps for me?”

Goddamn, this woman is everything.