Dial a Stud: Dante's Story (9 page)

“So beautiful cara, you have such a beautiful cunt, and it’s so greedy. Look at it tighten around my fingers. You’re so tight and wet. I look forward to feeling it squeeze my cock.”

His words, spoken with that beautiful Italian accent were so hot and I moaned, wanting his cock in me, wanting desperately to be fucked.

“I want you. I want to be fucked. Please, please fuck me.” I groaned, my body still twisting and turning out of control, on the bed. They were unrelenting, their hands all over me, driving me higher and higher again. They wouldn’t let me rest; they didn’t let me come down from my first orgasm, before sending me straight into the next one. 

Alex suckled one breast, while caressing the other, then swapped. Dante kept driving his fingers into me, curling them to graze over my g spot. He alternated his attentions on my body by circling my clit.

It was too much, too intense, so incredibly overwhelming, having them both touching me, caressing me. The pressure built up again, and I couldn’t believe I was going to orgasm again. I’d never had three orgasms so close together.

Fuck, they weren’t even undressed yet. As that realisation hit me, my back bowed, my hips rising from the bed. This time I screamed, my head thrashing from side to side against my pillows. The pleasure rocketed through my body, wave after wave of it until I collapsed, spent, drained against the mattress.

“You are so very beautiful cara. You come so spectacularly. I think you are almost ready for us to fuck you. We just need to prepare your sweet little ass first.”

I watched Dante climb from the bed and reach into one of his pockets. What the hell was he going to produce now?

My eyes widened, when he pulled out a thing that looked kind of like a slim, torpedo with a broad sort of flat circular disc at one end. It was almost like a strange kind of baby’s pacifier, but as I stared at it, realisation dawned. Holy fuck, it was a butt plug.

As I stared at the hot pink plug in his hand, I was distracted when Alex too climbed from the bed, and dug around in his pocket, pulling out a tube of what I recognised to be lubricant.

Seeing it made me breathe a sigh of relief; they weren’t doing a dry run thankfully. Looking at them both standing, staring down at me, made me nervous, they were so big, so tall, and when I let me eyes drift south, both hung like bloody horses.

I licked my suddenly dry lips. I wanted to see them. I needed to see them naked. They looked sexy as sin, one in leather, the other in denim, but I needed them naked now.

“I want you to take off your clothes.” My voice sounded husky, even to my ears. “I need to see you.”

Alex grinned at me. “You ready to see this are you sugar?” His eyes dropped, from me to the hand he cupped himself with, and gave a squeeze to the impressive length behind his zip.

I swallowed noisily, and nodded before my eyes drifted over to Dante. He stood watching me, his eyes like hot chocolate, as they moved down me, before returning to my face.

He didn’t say anything. He was the polar opposite to Alex, in personality and looks for that matter. Alex was louder, brash and exuded confidence. Basically the man knew he was hot as hell, and he played on the effect he had on women. Still, given his job, he probably needed to be confident, and also comfortable with his own body. 

Chapter Six

Dante didn’t appear to harbour any kind of insecurities, but he wasn’t as ‘in your face’ about his looks as Alex.

I waited for him to say something, anything really but he didn’t. His eyes simply locked on mine, trapping them in the intensity of his. They were all I could see, given the mask covered most of his face.

Even when his hands moved to his belt, he never dropped his gaze from mine. He unbuckled it, pulling it free from his leather pants, and I heard the soft thump, of it hitting the carpet.

I heard the zip being lowered, and knowing he was about to be displayed to me, that I would see him, I broke free of his intense gaze, my eyes dropping to where his hands were.

When I saw no underwear, my eyes widened, but when he lowered his pants enough to release his cock, I gasped, before bringing my legs hard together, in an effort to control the sudden reaction of my body to his.  

He didn’t really give me time to take him all in; he simply continued to remove the leather pants, not stopping, until he was completely naked.

Once he’d placed his leather pants on the chair by the bed, he straightened, and I got my first full, unrestricted look at his body.

“Fucking…hell!” The words left my mouth in a hushed kind of awe. I couldn’t seem to tear my gaze from his cock, as everything began to register at once.

Firstly, he was bare, no hair, not one single, tiny pubic hair there at all.

Secondly, he was huge and for a brief moment, I found myself grinning. He really was an Italian Stallion.

Thirdly, he was pierced and it was no delicate, dainty looking thing either. A great, quite heavy gauge, piece of metal, was speared through the head of his cock, with a ball at each end, where it stuck out from the top, and underside of him.

I’d never been with a man who was pierced, but Mel and I had talked about it. We’d read books where the man was pierced, and of course been curious about what it would be like.

It sounded like it made it very pleasurable for the woman, and I could see, as I stared at Dante’s, like his cock had somehow hypnotised me, that the position of those balls, would cause friction over my g spot, and fuck, that could only be good, right?

The size of him was a little intimidating though. Would he fit, and where was he going to be? The thought of him in my pussy, excited me. The thought of that huge cock up my ass, worried me. I needed Alex to strip; I needed to see what he was packing.

“Like what you see do you sugar?” Alex’s voice drew my attention from Dante’s cock.

“I want to see you too.” I told him, and he grinned before unbuckling his belt. Unlike Dante, he didn’t remove it from the denim, he didn’t make a show of stripping for me; he simply pushed his jeans all the way down, and stepped out of them.

When he straightened and I got my first unrestricted look at him, I gulped. Bloody hell, he was just as impressive as Dante.

He too was shaved or waxed. He too was hung like a damn horse, and he was pierced, although I could see he had a different kind of piercing to Dante.

Alex stepped alongside of Dante, and I could do little but lie there, as I took in all that stunning, male flesh. I felt like I was trapped, but a willing prisoner, in an episode of my favourite vampire show. Both these men, had bodies on them very similar in build to the actor, whatever his surname was; the man, who had played a very sexy werewolf in the show.

All I knew, was I felt like I’d died, and gone to heaven. I had not one, but two examples of what ‘sex on legs’ looked like, standing in my bedroom, ready to service me. They’d done a fine job so far, but despite some reservations over them splitting me in two, I was excited to get to the bit where I acted out my fantasy.

I was so wet for them, so ready to have them in my body, but also relieved that I could obviously turn them on too. I’d secretly had fears, of them not liking me enough to get hard, and having to resort to popping Viagra first, or something like that. It was a relief and kind of liberating, to see them both fully, gloriously, completely erect.

“You’re so beautiful.” I breathed. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”

Alex shot me another one of his ready grins. “Not just yet sweet Gracie. We haven’t prepared that fine little ass of yours. We don’t want to hurt you sugar. This is your fantasy, and I bet it doesn’t hurt when you imagine it, does it? Well only that good kind of pain.” He winked at me.

There was a good kind of pain? “No, but I’m ready. I want you both to fuck me. I want to have you fill me up. I want to find out what it’s like. I’ve never had two men at once before. I’ve never had men that are pierced before, either.”

“We will show you pleasure unlike anything you have ever experienced cara. We will show you what it is like, to take two men at once. We will fill you so full and you will love it.” Dante’s expression was dark and deeply intense, as he spoke. “Now, we need you to get on your hands and knees. It is time to prepare you for us.”

A shiver of excitement, shot through me at his words. Fuck me, but that man’s voice alone, could spread the legs of any woman. Hell, I wanted to throw mine wide, and yell, ‘come on in.’

With a final glance between the two of them, I rolled over and rose up on my hands and knees. I felt a little self-conscious, presenting my ass to them. It wasn’t a huge ass, but it was a curvy one.

“Sei cosi sexy. Voglio scoparti.” I heard the huskily spoken words behind me and I wished I knew what he was saying.

“Just look at that fine little ass, all pointing up in the air, ready for us.” Alex’s words made me smile into my pillow.

Dante had a much sexier way of saying things, whereas Alex was more direct, and to the point.

I felt hands cup my buttocks, and begin to caress them. Palms rubbed over me, before fingers parted my cheeks, and I felt the first brush of a hand, over my virgin asshole.

“You’re so beautiful cara, such a luscious ass and this.” A finger circled my puckered opening. “This is so tight and pretty. We’re going to lubricate you now, and then I’ll introduce you to the plug, I showed you earlier. Do you understand bella signora?”

I turned my head, as far as I could towards him, from my position on my hands and knees, and nodded.

I heard the sound of something being squeezed from the tube, and then a cool liquid landed on my skin, running down the seam of my ass. It was immediately followed up, by a finger rubbing the lubricant, around and over my hole.

The hand touching me was suddenly gone, and replaced with the feel of hard plastic. Instantly I tensed, nervous of what was to come.

“Relax sugar. We’re not going to hurt you.” Alex assured me and I felt lips trail kisses up my spine.

A hand curled under me, tweaking my nipple, and tugging on it. It triggered a dull ache of want deep inside me, and also had the desired effect, distracting me from what Dante was doing.

Slowly I felt the butt plug ease its way into me, breaching the ring of muscles. It kept getting deeper, not stopping until it finally slipped into place, the flat end, up against my ass.

I wasn’t sure what to make of how it felt. It wasn’t painful, it wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable; it was a strangely full sensation.

Fingers touched my ass again, twisting the plug which made me gasp.

“Come here cara.” Dante said quietly, and I sat up, feeling the shift of the butt plug, as I moved. I lifted my head to him, and saw him standing by the bed, that huge erection of his, almost in my face.

Unable to control myself, I reached out, wanting to touch his cock, wanting to feel that metal bar that protruded from it. I not only saw him tense up, I felt his body turn to stone. For a brief moment, I thought he was going to pull away from me. He didn’t; but he really did seem to have his body like a statue, not moving, not breathing.

When I curled a hand around him though, there was nothing remotely stone like about him. Well, except for his cock. It was hard as a damn rock, and yet the skin that covered the rigid length, was so soft and hot against my hand.

I slid my fingers up him, until they hooked on the metal bar, tugging at it slightly. I wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. He was different to men I’d been with before. He didn’t groan or moan. He didn’t sigh, in fact, he showed no real outward reaction, other than his thighs seemed to tense slightly.

I ran my thumb over the broad head of his cock, before sliding down his considerable length again. My other hand came out to cup his balls. They felt so different without the hair, and I found myself testing their weight in my palm, gently squeezing, before finally releasing them.

“Are you having fun there, sugar?” Alex stepped over to the bed. “I want to feel those soft hands of yours, on my cock too.” He tilted his hips towards me.

I released Dante, and switched my attention to Alex; lavishing the same attention on his cock. His wasn’t quite as straight, there was a slight curve to it, but it was still a beautiful cock.

I trailed a finger up its hard length, tracing the heavy gauge ring that pierced the head. I studied it for a moment, noticing that it seemed to disappear, down the eye of his dick, and came out through the underside of the head. 

Finally I curled my hand around him, and slowly worked him through my fist, from root to tip. As I caressed him, my eyes rose to Dante’s. He was watching me, his eyes blazing, with what looked like passion. It excited me to see it. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

I ignored the little voice, in my head that told me he would be like this, with every client. It was his job after all. He would make every woman, feel like she was the most desirable thing, he’d ever seen.

I saw him turn his head to the clock by the bed, and my eyes followed his; my heart skipping when I saw the time. God, it was passing by so fast. We would have to move on to the next stage, or I wouldn’t get my fantasy.