Bite Me

I don’t have to ask. Stephanie May, one of the hottest actresses in the world right now, has her hand on my dick and is purring in my ear. Now I’m 100% hard, and it’s killing me.

Don’t listen to what Kathryn tells you. I have full control over my erectile faculties. I’ve had twelve years since that incident to learn how to control myself. And I can. I’ve gone without orgasm for hours while my balls turned so blue I nearly rammed my cock into my partner so hard that she cried – in a good way, thanks.

So it’s no problem for Stephanie to be nibbling on my ear and stroking my cock through my pants while I watch Gwen have her clit rubbed to erupting orgasm on the stage. We’re in a sex club, for fuck’s sake. Plenty of these people have seen me been pleasured before. The tabloids are always ru

Stephanie May unzipping my pants and moving her lips from my ear to the head of my cock, however, is not an exaggeration.

I don’t care who sees us. Stephanie is hot, relevant, and I’m not go

This is also a good suck. Stephanie’s beautiful blond hair is falling to the side, covering my knees as her hand wraps around my base and her head bobs up and down my whole length. I glance between Gwen’s erotic high and my red tip disappearing in and out of Stephanie’s mouth. She’s not holding back on the sounds, either. Between the other woman’s moans and Stephanie’s sucking, my ears think they’re in heaven.

Don’t get me wrong. This feels great. My cock is having the time of its life right now. But I’ve had enough practice since then to know that it’ll be a while before I come. Besides, I don’t orgasm in public. I’ll take a blow or handjob, but I prefer to save the finale for private.

I don’t want to disturb her beautiful hair. She looks so perfect, so serving, that to touch any part of her would upset this wonderful vision… but I want to touch her. I want to rub her skin and comb my fingers through that gorgeous blond hair. I’ve always had a thing for blondes. Something about the shade sticks out in such a pleasant way and gives my eye a treat. There are beautiful brunettes in this world, sure, but I love seeing a head of blond moving through the dark.

I lean my elbow against the chair. My hair feels frustratingly soft between my fingers, and it’s because every touch to me right now is making me inch closer to coming. I’m tempted to empty myself in Stephanie’s throat. I can get hard again soon enough to fuck her elsewhere. And the idea is even more tempting when she eases me down her throat and everything is so damn wet and warm and tight around me that I fantasize about bursting over and over again.

My eyes gaze upward for a split second. That second is all I need to catch someone staring at me from a private balcony.

Kathryn Alison.

I didn’t know she was here. Why didn’t you tell me? That makes everything interesting.

She doesn’t know I’m looking back at her yet. But she’s staring. What is it, Kathryn? Waiting for me to arrive prematurely? It’s not go

My hand strokes the top of Stephanie’s hand, reassuring her that I’m pleased. She’s good at what she does, Kathryn. I’m not saying you wouldn’t be good, but I have a hard time imagining you like this…

You’re both blond, though. Blond and svelte. It wouldn’t be hard to imagine it’s you instead of Stephanie. You’d be impressed, really. It’s too bad you didn’t get to feel me inside you all those years ago. My finesse has improved since then, of course, but even at seventeen I had a good idea of what I was doing. I was fully grown too, if you know what I mean. You would’ve writhed against that wall like the best of them, your tits in my face and that pretty blond hair ripping out of its holding.

Oh, damn. I’m close.

Is this turning you on, Kathryn? Do you like watching another woman suck my cock? Is it getting you wet? Making your nipples tingle? Do you wish you were either one of us? I know you’re a Domme, but you could be like your friend. That would be hot… wouldn’t mind watching you get sucked off by a woman like Stephanie. Maybe she’s bi.

Kathryn?

What are you…

Ha! Here I am, king of the fucking world, drinking one of the best glasses of brandy I’ve ever had in my life, with a hot, young movie star swallowing my cock and fantasizing about me coming in her throat or in her pussy. And here I am, having this all happen to me, while Kathryn fucking Alison flips me off from her private balcony.

I guess she saw my gaze after all.

“That’s good.” I tug on Stephanie’s hair to get her to let up. Her lips kiss my tip before she smiles at me, clearly pleased with how hard she’s made me after all that. Yes, very admirable, but I’ve got other plans for us. “How about we get some privacy?”

She kisses my lips, her tongue flicking against mine. She smells like berries. I don’t know what perfume this is, but I like it. “Whatever you want, Ian,” she says softly. “I’m yours.”

“That’s what I like to hear.” I squeeze her shoulder as she covertly puts me back in my pants so I can walk through the club without hanging out. “You into what I told you about earlier?” Stephanie knows I’m into BDSM. I told her she didn’t have to do anything she didn’t want to, especially since she’s inexperienced beyond some spanking and dirty talk. I always like to go easy the first time, anyway.

“Sure, sir.”

Definitely what I like to hear.

We walk, my arm around her waist. I hail one of the employees and ask for a key to a private room. They’re almost filled up, and as we go down the back hallway I hear one woman crying out in such pleasure that Stephanie delightfully shivers in my grip.

The moment I close the door to our room behind us, I have her against the wall, my mouth on her throat and my cock begging to drive into her pussy.

“I’m on the pill, sir,” she tells me, enjoying the bit of role play. “Please go for it.”

I slowly undress her, ru

She’s shuddering, nipples brushing against the wall and wetness ru

Stephanie moans, shrinking before me as she begins to fulfill the role of a good sub. Her ass is hard against my cock as I slip it between her folds. She’s hot, wet, and so damned tight at this angle that it takes two attempts to find her depths.

I’m ready to disappear into bliss. And I do, my nose burying in that pretty blond hair. As I growl against her throat and thrust into her from behind, I think…

I think back to that woman watching me from her balcony, irate, but turned on.