Chapter 2
Just before my last client of the day arrived, the telephone rang. It was Richard. Just hearing his voice rekindled the excitement Katrina and I had shared earlier.
"Is our dinner date still on for tonight?" he asked.
"Let's eat here," I suggested. "I want you all to myself tonight."
"I could use a massage, especially on certain parts of my body," he teased.
I shivered at his suggestion. "Remember that vibrator Pam gave me for my birthday?"
"Yeah," he said cautiously.
"One of my female clients needed a little extra stimulation today," I began. "I helped her out."
"Keep the customers happy and they'll keep coming back for more," Richard said with a laugh.
I laughed, too. "I thought maybe you could help me practice just in case.. . "
"I'll be there early," he cut in.
When I finished with my last client, a prominent attorney in town, I hurried upstairs. I took a shower and then dressed in one of my sexiest pieces of lingerie: a white satin teddy that contrasted vividly with my dark complexion. The skimpy piece of clothing was softened with feminine touches of lace and tiny bows. And yet, it emphasized my long legs and firm, high riding breasts that so attracted Richard. Pleased with my looks, I threw together a salad and pulled steaks out of the freezer.
Richard arrived early, as he had promised, carrying a bottle of wine. He loved my new outfit and his fingers traveled over almost every inch when I met him at the door.
He sat at the table watching me prepare our dinner and I told him about the episode with Katrina in detail. Even as I talked, I felt his hot gaze go right through the thin fabric of my clothing.
"Do you think she's going to want this every time she comes?" he asked.
I shrugged. "I wasn't thinking about that. I was wondering what would happen if she told someone and they requested the same thing."
"You enjoyed it." It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes, I did."
"Maybe you should get you some new toys just in case," he suggested.
"There's no place in town to buy them."
"Find out how Pam ordered yours."
We talked all through dinner, smiling and touching each other often. And afterwards, we sipped wine by candlelight, kissing from time to time with the sweet taste of the red liquid on our lips. From the beginning, I had adored the way Richard seduced me slowly with his big, dark eyes, his sexy voice, and his hands and mouth. But this time, I was too wired to wait. I was the one undoing the bows at my shoulders, baring my tingling nipples to him.
"In a hurry?" he asked as he pinched the buds gently.
"Just turned on from today," I confessed.
"You promised me a massage," he reminded me, but his mouth was already covering one of my nipples. It grew even stiffer against his teasing tongue.
I moaned and sank lower into the cushions, pulling him on top of me. Richard continued moving his dark head from one of my nipples to the other while he pressed his growing erection against my crotch. My pussy was wet almost instantly and I ground my body against his, cradling his head against my chest. Finally, I spread my legs wide and wrapped them around his hips as he dry-humped me. He was bigger than ever, throbbing with the rapid beating of his heart.
He calmed down after a few moments and cupped my mound. His fingers came away wet. "You're going to ruin your outfit," he murmured.
"Who cares?" I groaned, humping his hand wantonly. "All I want to do is cum."
"That shouldn't take much effort," he breathed.
This time it was his mouth that covered my mound. He sucked the crotch of my teddy into his mouth and then pushed it up between my swollen lips with his strong tongue. I shuddered through a mini-cum, almost overcome by his hot mouth and his hot breath caressing me at the same time.
Again, he sucked the thin material out of me. It was even wetter than before. Using his teeth, he gently unsnapped the crotch of my teddy, revealing my naked pussy to his hungry mouth. That tongue wormed its way between my lips again, only this time it went deeper than before. Groaning, I tangled my fingers in his thick, dark hair and pulled his face tight against my crotch.
"Eat me," I moaned, rocking my hips up and down on the cushions. "Eat my pussy."
Richard gave me exactly what I wanted just like he always did. He drove his thick, oral muscle deep into my pussy again and again, literally fucking me with his mouth. At the same time, he rocked my magic boat with his fingers. In minutes, I was bucking through a breathtaking orgasm that seemed to last for an eternity.
"What do you want now?" he asked as he kissed his way back up to my mouth.
I moaned at the taste of my juices on his lips and began fumbling with his zipper. "I want your cock." With that, I slid even lower on the sofa, spread my legs wide again and humped the air in frustration.
Richard's cock leaped into my hands, bobbing around as if sniffing the air in search of pussy. His breathing quickened when I stroked him. That turned to a low moan as I drew his swollen knob toward my splayed pussy.
Sliding his hands up under my ass, Richard entered me in one smooth stroke. He did not stop until he was buried to the hilt, and then he pulled me even harder against him, working his hips in a wicked little circle. That stimulated my clit perfectly.
Despite our eagerness, we lay like that for a few moments, savoring the sweetness of our joining. We kissed again and again, whispering softly to one another. I could feel his hot cock throbbing inside of me and he whimpered whenever I stroked him with my strong muscles.
Finally, unable to stand it a second longer, I pushed his pants and shorts down out of the way. "Fuck me," I whispered. Squeezing his tight little ass with both hands, I urged him to start moving.
Again, Richard did not disappoint me. He started with long, slow strokes that drove me wild. Then he alternated between short, teasing ones and those deep, savage thrusts that ground my clit between us. Soon, my ass was bouncing all over the sofa as I met him stroke for stroke.
As his excitement rose, his movements increased in speed and depth. That, in turn, thrilled me and I took everything he had and begged for more. The wet sound of my cunt juice being churned to a froth reached my ears. My orgasm swelled inside of me like a balloon, threatening to burst any second.
And then Richard changed positions. In one swift movement, he was sitting on the sofa and I was on top of him. Straddling his lap, I rode him hard and fast, my cries of pleasure filling the room. His hands were on my ass again, squeezing, pulling me down onto him while he bucked upward to meet me. Thrusting my nipple into his mouth, I felt my orgasm taking control.
"Fuck me," I repeated over and over until the words were nothing, but a strangled grunt.
My climax took my breath away, spreading throughout my body like wildfire. I convulsed on top of my lover and then my entire body grew stiff when the pleasure peaked. At that moment, Richard roared and drove himself upward into me one last time. His cock erupted time after time, pumping his hot load deep into my pussy. When it was over, we collapsed, sweaty and exhausted, and we were still half-dressed!
"Why don't you show me what you did with that vibrator today?" Richard suggested.
We had rinsed the sweat off our bodies in the shower and were lying across my big bed. I ran my fingers through the thick hairs on his chest and smiled at the twinkle in his eye. "Do you want me to masturbate in front of you?"
Richard shrugged. "Just show me how you use that vibrator."
Suddenly excited at the prospect of using the vibrator while he watched, I slipped into a robe and hurried downstairs to my office. The vibrator was back in the bottom drawer of the desk and I was back upstairs in just a matter of minutes.
Richard was lying on his back, his prick already growing hard. Obviously, he liked the idea, too.
Hiding the sexy toy behind me, I stopped just inside the door and opened my robe. His eyes simply devoured me as if he'd never seen me naked before. I moved to the foot of the bed and gave him a sexy wink. He placed another pillow under his head and prepared to watch the show.
With the vibrator clutched tightly in my fingers, I brought it around so that Richard could see. He stared at the device, wincing noticeably when I flipped the switch on the bottom, bringing it to life. With my eyes half-closed, I brought it to my lips. The fragrance of Katrina's pussy still lingered on the plastic. That only made me want it more. My tongue snaked out and rolled around the knob just as if it were Richard's cock.
"Jesus!" he hissed. His prick jerked in response and grew longer.
Encouraged by his reaction, I licked my way up and down the bumpy shaft, not stopping until it was shiny wet. And then I sucked it into my mouth. The vibration tickled my lips, but even that was strangely exciting. Finally, I pulled it free and drew a wet line down my throat and across my chest to my right nipple. I moaned as the sex toy teased it into an erection. Then I moved it to the other nipple. The response was the same. Warmed by my mouth, it felt almost exactly like Richard's prick.
As I slid the whirring device down my stomach, to my patch of hairs, I shrugged the robe off my shoulders. Now, I stood in front of Richard completely naked, with the rounded tip of the vibrator pressed against my mound. I teased myself with it, moving it around and around, a gentle promise of what was to come.
Every once in a while, Richard would give himself a promising squeeze with one hand. His prick was standing up proudly out of its nest of dark hair. The heavily-veined shaft throbbed slowly and the knob was bigger than I had ever seen it. I swallowed hard, my mouth watering for him.
"Stick it in your pussy," he grunted.
I didn't have to be asked twice. Placing one foot up on the edge of the bed, I ran the buzzing toy up my inner thigh toward my overflowing cunt. I gasped and shivered with pleasure as the end of the toy slithered between my lips. My pussy quivered and a fresh flood of juices poured out of me. My musky scent permeated the room, only adding to the pleasure of the moment. Even though I gave myself a few precious inches, the well-lubricated vibrator stretched the mouth of my pussy wide.
Richard was stroking himself almost steadily now, never taking his eyes off my slowly undulating body. The end of his prong was wet, too.
I pulled the vibrator out slowly and spread my hairs with two fingers. When the wet, stiff nub was bared to his gaze, I worked the wet end of the whirring device up and over the bump. My gasps filled the room again as a series of mini-cums hit me. I found myself spreading my legs even wider, eager for Richard to see everything.
"Bring yourself off," he said. "I want to see you cum."
Teasing my clit a moment longer with the vibrator, I pressed the tip between my lips again. Groaning, I pushed it up inside of me. God, it felt good and my body moved of its own accord, seeking deeper penetration. After working it in and out a few times, I turned the knob on the bottom, adjusting the speed.
"Damn!" Richard breathed.
By this time, I was lost in a little world of my own. I could see Richard's hand moving up and down his pole. I could see him capturing his pre-cum in his palm and massaging it into his shaft. He cupped his balls with his free hand. This in itself would have been incredibly exciting. Add that to the fact that I was fucking myself with a vibrator right there in front of him and it's no wonder that I brought myself to a quick, hard climax almost without warning.
"What does it feel like?" Richard asked when I caught my breath.
Slowly withdrawing my new best friend, I turned the knob on the bottom to off. Silence filled the room as I sat down on the edge of the bed beside him. I was surprised, but happy that he had not climaxed with me. "Let me show you," I said as I waved the slimy sex toy under his nose.
He inhaled deeply and a sexy grin covered his face. Spreading his arms and legs wide, he offered himself to me. "Take me."
I knelt between his legs, vibrator in hand. His dick already looked as if it was going to explode, and he moaned loudly when I curled my fingers around the steely hardness. It was super hot.
Richard jumped when I turned the vibrator back on. He jumped and gasped when I moved the whirring device, moving up his inner thighs toward his bloated balls. Applying steady pressure, I moved the head of the vibrator in small circles. Once I reached his balls, I skipped over the wrinkled sac and worked my way down the other leg to his knee. By this time, his raspy breathing was filling the room and he was humping my hand.
"Do you like this?" I asked. My pussy was running over again.
"Uh-huh," he muttered. With his eyes closed, he seemed completely lost in ecstasy.
"Would you like for me to suck you off?" I asked, squeezing his prick a bit tighter.
Without waiting for an answer, I covered the end of Richard's prick with my mouth. At the same time, I began brushing his balls with the whirring tip of the vibrator. His guttural grunt told me what I wanted to know. Again and again, I moved the vibrator over and around his nut sac. I swallowed more and more of his cock, squeezing him with my lips, teasing him with my tongue. His pre-cum coated my tongue and his meat throbbed in my mouth.
"What do you think of that?" I asked, releasing him suddenly.
His words were unintelligible, nothing, but animal-like sounds, but from the way his dick searched for my mouth, I knew he was enjoying this special attention. I also knew he was going to explode any second. A change in position would calm him down somewhat. Lying down beside him, I motioned for him to straddle my face. This was one of Richard's favorite positions for oral sex and he took it readily. With his strong thighs on either side of my head, he pushed his prick back into my mouth and began fucking my face gently. His masculine scent filled my head, exciting me all the more.
That's when I brought the vibrator into play again. I had worked the tip into my pussy, making sure it was wet. Now, I smeared that wetness onto his balls. He groaned and his cockhead touched the back of my throat. Slowly, I repositioned the vibrator, teasing that sensitive spot just behind his balls.
"That feels so damn good!" he grunted.
I sucked him even harder as I slid the tip of the sex toy up his crack toward his asshole. The moment the rounded end reached its destination, everything came to a halt. Richard's cock was embedded in my mouth, throbbing against my tongue. I think he even stopped breathing. While I swirled my tongue around him, I buzzed his, butthole with the wet sex toy.
"Jesus!" he hissed, letting out his breath.
Working the vibrator in a small circle, I pressed it against his anus. I wasn't really trying to get it inside of him. All I wanted him to do was enjoy the thrilling vibrations.
"Baby, that feels so good," he groaned.
Then, taking a shaky breath, Richard started moving again. Withdrawing from my mouth caused him to sink back onto the vibrator. I think he even wiggled his asshole against the toy. And when he thrust forward, I allowed him to slide into my throat. Soon, he was working his body back and forth, his movements becoming more erratic by the minute.
"Gonna cum!" he grunted.
His prick swelled to gigantic proportions and his pre-cum flowed steadily. His balls had pulled up tight against his body and I noticed that he pressed his asshole further and further onto the vibrator. The hot cock in my mouth began to jerk. Richard roared. And then his cock exploded, sending thick streams of creamy hot cum right down my throat.
I swallowed again and again, sucking, licking, anything to get his sweet spunk. Richard's cum tasted so good, I couldn't get enough. By the time I was milking him dry with my free hand, smearing his love lotion onto my lips, he had caught his breath and was ready to collapse. The batteries had begun to give out in the vibrator, so I tossed it aside and cradled his empty balls in my hands.
"That's a dandy little device," Richard said after we'd showered again. "Maybe you should get us some more toys to play with."
"I'll have to find out where to order them," I said.
"You know, maybe you should think about opening a sex shop," Richard said as he lay down beside me.
"With toys and lingerie and magazines and videos," I said, interested in his suggestion.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah," he teased. "You could give lessons, too."
We both laughed at that, but later, when he was snoring softly beside me, my head was practically spinning with ideas.
The telephone was ringing when I unlocked the door to my office the next morning. It was Katrina. My breath caught in my throat at the sound of her voice.
"I have a favor to ask of you," she began. "Okay."
"I have a friend who wants to try something she's never tried before," she explained.
"Does it involve the vibrator?" I asked with a laugh.
"Well, sort of. She's a tiny little thing, blonde and blue-eyed, and she has this fantasy of getting it on with a black man."
"So why doesn't she just.. . ? "
"You know how sometimes fantasies are better left as fantasies," Katrina cut in. "What she'd like to do is experience the black dick without the man first. She doesn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, or maybe get herself into a situation she can't get out of. Do you get my drift?"
"I understand."
"Don't you have something in your little bag of tricks she could use?"
"Nothing," I answered truthfully, and then I remembered Pam. "But I could probably get my hands on something."
"Could you? Oh, Joy, that would be fabulous," Katrina squealed. "Of course, I told her you'd show her how to use it.. .just like you did with me." Her voice grew soft and seductive when she finished her sentence.
"Of course," I said, a little quiver of excitement invading my own.
We set up an appointment for the following day and then I asked, "Have you bought yourself a toy yet?"
"There's no place in town to buy things like that," she complained. "You know, Joy, you really ought to think of opening your own sex shop."
I promised her I would and hung up the phone. Then I dialed Pam's number. If I was going to take the plunge, it was time to get the ball rolling.. .or the vibrator humming!