“Oh God, Mitch,” Hannah gasped, laying her head back against his rock hard chest and closing her eyes against the rioting sensations bombarding her from her tortured nipples to her neglected vagina.
“That’s it, Hannah. Don’t think about anything except this.” He grabbed her nipples and twisted them before pulling them straight out. Her breasts bounced when he let go and he could feel the shudder that swept through her. “Bend over,” he instructed. Keeping her on edge seems to have worked in lowering her inhibitions because she obeyed him without a hitch even though she had opened her eyes and was once again gazing upon the four people below.
The wood rail felt hard but smooth as Hannah bent over and Mitch arranged her breasts to dangle down over it. The people below were still too engrossed with each other to notice them, but at any moment their attention could be diverted by the sight of her breasts pointing down at them. Surprisingly, that possibility aroused her more than embarrassed her and when Mitch lifted her dress and draped it over her back, she felt nothing but a surge of lust so strong it threatened to topple her over the rail. Of course, the stronger vibrations in her happy place might have something to do with it.
“You like it out here, don’t you, sweetheart?” Mitch asked as he pulled the lube and new butt plug from his bag.
“Yes, it’s…exciting in a way I can’t explain.”
“You don’t have to explain, just enjoy. Take a deep breath and brace yourself,” was all the warning he gave her before slowly pushing two then three lubed fingers between her buttocks and past her tight sphincter.
She had barely done as he said when she felt him penetrate her back hole. Her heightened state of arousal helped her accept him there again and her newly awakened nerve endings helped keep her arousal escalated as he explored her anus as thoroughly as he did her vagina. He went deep, left no part of her untouched as he coated every inch of her forbidden channel with the slick ointment.
A sharp slap on her right cheek and Mitch’s stern, “Be still,” didn’t help matters. Tightening her hands on the rail, she tried frantically to keep still, but her need to come was too strong.
Mitch pulled his fingers from her ass and quickly inserted the plug. “Hannah,” he warned her again when she wiggled her hips.
Oh, darn it, there was that deep, dark tone again, the one that demanded her obedience and sent shivers throughout her body. How was she supposed to keep from coming when he did that? She couldn’t stand it. The need to climax overrode everything else right now, even her embarrassment. Desperation made her move her right hand from the rail to cover her mound, but shock and red hot pain made her quickly put it back.
“Ouch!”
“My way, Hannah, and I didn’t give you permission to touch yourself.” Mitch slapped her other buttock with the leather paddle then rubbed both abused areas. “Do you like the paddle?”
Her automatic response was an emphatic no, but her shocked outrage quickly turned into pleasure as he rubbed her cheeks, the painful heat spreading to her already tortured sheath that wasn’t too happy at being put off. “It’s okay,” was all she was willing to admit. In truth, she preferred the intimacy of his calloused hand, but couldn’t deny the paddle gave her the same heated response.
“Let’s see if I can change that.” Mitch eased up on the next swats now that he had her attention, but her ass warmed and reddened just as quickly and enticingly as with the first harder blows.
Hannah moaned as he slapped her butt over and over, the pain sharper than his hand slaps, but not as bad as those first two. The sound of leather slapping against her flesh echoed along with her soft cries down to the couples below. These smacks raised her arousal even further, the combination of warmth, her buttocks throbbing in tune with her core and the unaccustomed tight feel of having something in her butt all worked to toss her into a storm of pleasure she had no defense against. When the pulses from the vibrator increased yet again, her climax erupted without the slow build up she was used to, exploded with ecstasy so bright it nearly blinded her, the blood rushing furiously through her system leaving her light headed.
Dropping the paddle, Mitch worked to cover himself as he pulled the vibrator from Hannah’s pussy then grabbed her hips and thrust into her still quivering pussy, her hot slick walls clamping around his dick in a series of mind blowing clutches. He wasn’t about to berate her or punish her for losing control when her response was more than he could have hoped for, especially for her first night.
“Again, Hannah,” he demanded, needing to feel her orgasm again, this time with him.
Hannah was still catching her breath and trying to understand how seeing the four people below staring up at her when she opened her eyes set off another set of fireworks when she felt the abrupt cessation of swats and Mitch filling her. His guttural demand worked as well as the vibrator in exciting her, as did knowing anyone inside could see them through the glass. Of course, Mitch’s big body blocked most of hers, but when she realized they would see his taut buttocks clenching with each deep thrust, that image set off the additional sparks he had demanded of her.
Moments later, Hannah heard the murmur of voices as people stepped out onto the deck. Their presence didn’t stop her from enjoying the slow descent from her high of multiple orgasms as Mitch kept pounding into her harder and harder, each plunge driving his penis deeper until she felt him jerk out his own climax.
“Nice ass.”
Hannah turned around to see Olivia standing with a man she assumed was her husband, Colin, behind her. Nothing could prevent the blush she felt creeping up her neck at Colin’s comment, but when he gave her a friendly wink, she felt herself relax.
“I think so. Colin, this is Hannah.” Mitch picked up Hannah’s hand and squeezed, unable to keep from touching her in some way.
“Welcome to our club, Hannah. It’s nice to finally meet the woman who has caught Mitch’s eye.” And, if Colin wasn’t mistaken, was responsible for the look of contentment on Mitch’s face that had been absent the past several months.
“Thank you, Colin,” she said, too conscious of her bare breasts and the appreciative look in Colin’s green eyes to say anything else. Her softened nipples tightened under that look, making her shift closer to Mitch, uncomfortable with the way her body was responding to another man. Her gaze shifted to Olivia who seemed comfortable wearing nothing but a black camisole and matching thong. “Hi, Olivia.”
“I’m glad you came tonight, Hannah. Have you seen the playrooms?”
“Not yet, we got sidetracked before I could give her the tour.” Mitch reached over and casually caressed her breast, smiling down at her in approval when she didn’t back away.
“Mind st
arting with the back room?” Colin asked Mitch. “I thought we’d do that scene with Livie we discussed a few weeks ago.”
Mitch forgot he had promised to help keep Olivia aroused while Colin introduced her to fisting. Damn, this was important to Colin, especially now that Olivia was pregnant and he was worried her tight pussy would make childbirth that much more painful for her. Worried Hannah would look at him touching another woman right after he fucked her as a betrayal, he told Colin, “I’ll meet you in there. I need to speak with Hannah first.”
Nodding his understanding, Colin replied, “We’ll be waiting.”