Dial a Stud: Dante's Story (34 page)

“Do you like the look of what we have waiting for you, do you cara?” Dante’s lips, teased the hair by my ear, when he leaned in close to speak to me. “Your breathing is shallow, your nipples erect. I see the sheen of perspiration on your top lip.” He whispered. “But, most of all.” He stopped, and lowered his head to the neckline of my robe. “I can smell you. You’re wet aren’t you my sweet girl?”

“Oh…god.” The words were shaky off my lips. “Ok, I’m ready.” I said and Dante laughed.

“Not yet. What sort of fantasy would it be, if it was over so soon?”

“D, stop it. You’re gonna have the poor girl coming right here, right now, if you don’t ease up on her a bit.” Alex warned him.

My eyes shifted to him, and I blushed. Was I really so transparent? I looked to Mel, and she was flushed, her breath, panting between parted lips, as she watched me. She was quite obviously turned on too. It was nice to know it wasn’t just me.

“Come.” Dante, tugged on my arm, and I followed him, with Mel who was still cuffed to me. He led us to the vaulting horse, which was obviously not really a vaulting horse, and instructed us to go to each side of it. We were forced to place our handcuffed hands on the padded top. I thought they’d remove the handcuffs, but they didn’t.

Alex walked over to a tall device I hadn’t noticed at first, but which I recognised as a speaker tower for a phone. As I watched, he hooked a phone up to it, and when the music started filling the room, I nearly did come. It was one of the songs from, the movie Mel and I were impatiently waiting to see, when it debuted at the cinema.

My attention was brought back to Dante, when he picked up the other half of the handcuff around my wrist, and attached it to one of the metal rings on the wooden vault.

I saw Alex step up to Mel, and do the same thing to her, so now both of us were partially restrained, across from one another. Close enough to see the emotions, on each other’s faces, but far enough apart, that we couldn’t actually touch.

Being restrained, even just by one arm, was still exciting, and my heart began to faster.

Dante walked over to the black bag, I just noticed was on the coffee table, and pulled out, several more pairs of hand cuffs. This was going to get interesting.

He handed some to Alex, before walking back to me. Both men used a set of handcuffs, and quickly cuffed our free arms to the corresponding metal rings, at the other end of the vault.

Mel’s eyes met mine, and I could see her pupils were dilated, her lips trembling.

With both arms restrained out sideways from our bodies, it forced us to pitch forward, enough that we leaned on the padded top, of the thing that looked like a vaulting horse, but was obviously not. I never remember the vaulting horses at school, having metal rings on them, and they sure didn’t come with handcuffs either, although that would probably have made gym, a bit more interesting.

The feel of Dante’s teeth sinking into my neck, with a sharp nip, not only made me gasp, but it was effective at getting my focus back, on what was going on.

“Are we boring you cara?” He asked, his eyes narrowed at me, and I hastily shook my head. Geez, when he went into ‘stud mode,’ he was definitely more intimidating.

With one more penetrating look, he then took me by surprise, when he dropped to my feet. Slowly, almost reverently, he ran the palm of his hand down, over my leg, from thigh to ankle.

“I need you to spread your legs for me.” He said, nudging at my ankle. Deftly, he locked another set of cuffs from it, to yet another metal ring, on the wooden vault, and then repeated his actions on my other leg. I was restrained, unable to move, legs spread, and my body half pitched forward, over the padding of the timber structure.

When I looked over at Mel, through the mirrors set up, to give us a clear view of what was going on, I could see that Alex had just finished cuffing her, with her legs spread too. We were both now at the mercy, of whatever they intended doing to us.

Dante walked up behind me; close enough, that I could feel the heat, coming off his broad chest. He reached around me and yanked my corset down, enough to free my breasts. With the stiff, heavily boned material, it kept them pushed up higher than usual, while he cupped them in both hands, tweaking the nipples.

Over and over, he tugged on the hard peaks, pinching them lightly, driving me crazy as every tug and pinch, caused a dull, pleasurable ache, between my legs.

Gasping and moaning, my head rolled forward, where I met Mel’s, lustful stare. He eyes had darkened, her mouth opened in a perfect ‘O’, as Alex did something between her legs.

I turned to the mirrors, and could just make out, in the dim lighting, that he was using a slim, silver looking vibrator on her. From the angle reflected back in them, he was sliding it in and out, between her legs.

I hadn’t even noticed the faint buzz from it, over the sound of my laboured breathing, but my friend was obviously, really enjoying herself.

“Watch her.” Dante’s voice close to my ear, stirred a few strands of my hair. “She is going to come.”

“How can you be so…” I stopped abruptly, when Mel suddenly cried out, her body curving like a bow, tensing. Fascinated, I watched her eyes roll back in her head, just as her body sagged forward, over the padded top of the vault, as she came. I stood, blinking, shocked, but surprisingly turned on, by the sight of my best friend, in the throes of passion.

As I watched her, Dante bit down on my shoulder, and I felt the leather of his pants brush against my ass; the hardness of his cock, causing excitement to spear through me.

He slipped a hand between my legs, brushing over my swollen clit before dipping into my soaked pussy.

“Oh Gracie, you are ready for my cock, aren’t you?” He breathed against my ear, his voice low.

“Yes, please, yes.” I cried, pushing back against him, trying to get some friction going over the leather, but he simply chuckled and moved his hips away from my ass.

Abruptly, he pulled his hand out of me, and I made a frustrated sound low in my throat, wanting his touch again. He did something behind me, but I didn’t know what, until he yanked my thong aside, and I felt liquid running down the seam of my ass, coating my puckered hole on the way.

Realising it was lube, set my heart off at an erratic beat. I turned my head to look in the mirror, just in time to catch a glimpse of something black in his hand. It looked like a butt plug.

“Relax for me.” His voice was at my ear again. I felt the cool plastic press against me, pushing, until it finally breeched me.

My lips parted on a loud sigh, as Dante worked it in further, and I felt it slip into place, my muscles closing firmly around it.

As my body adjusted to the feel of it, the fullness, I felt fingers push inside me. One, two and finally a third finger, filled me up, and combined with the butt plug, I felt so full and stretched.

Dante began a slow thrust with those fingers in me. He pushed in, twisted and curled them on the way out. Not only did the pressure over my special spot, push me rapidly to orgasm, but it increased the feeling of fullness in me in such a delicious way, I whimpered.

“Let go cara, your friend is waiting to see you.” He whispered. My eyelids felt so heavy, but I forced my eyes open, just as he thrust roughly into me again, and I was lost.

As I exploded, my orgasm rushing through me, I saw that Mel’s eyes were on me. I shuddered, trembling, sagging weakly against the vault, as the pleasure rolled through me, wave after wave. I desperately wanted to move, to bring my legs closer together, since the intensity was overwhelming, but the restraints merely bit into my skin, when I tried to move.

Finally spent, I leaned heavily against the vault, as I struggled to get air, into my lungs fast enough. Mel gave me a shaky smile, her eyes alight with excitement, but I could do little more than shoot her the faintest of grins in return.

Through my orgasmic haze, I watched Alex step back from my friend, and saw his hands go to the button of his leather pants. Mel turned her head too when she saw my expression, delight lighting up her face, when she realised, he was going to remove his clothes.

I looked over to the mirrors again, and realised Dante was undressing too. Hot damn, it looked like round two was coming. Watching him, seeing that gorgeous body, as it was uncovered to my lustful, blatant stare, sent my blood pressure skyrocketing. What I hadn’t expected though, was the flash of jealous anger, when I realised Mel was staring at him in the mirror too.

I had an insane desire to yell at her, to take her eyes off my man, but just then she met my resentful gaze, blushed and turned away.

Suddenly concerned I could spoil her fantasy for her, I turned to meet her eyes, over the padded vault between us.

“I’m sorry.” I mouthed, and she gave me a shaky smile.

I breathed a sigh of relief; we were ok again. Barely had the thought gone through my head, when I felt Dante’s body behind me; his cock bumping against my ass, when he bent to kiss my shoulder.

Mel was getting similar attention from Alex, and we both smiled at each other, those smiles turning to startled gasps, rapidly becoming moans, when our men thrust into us, so suddenly, and so perfectly synchronised, it was as if they had choreographed the whole thing. 

‘Oh fuck,’ the thought rocketed through my head. I was filled up to the hilt, with Dante’s cock, his piercing rubbing in me, and the added pressure of the butt plug, since he hadn’t removed it.

Through eyes narrowed to mere slits, I watched Alex fuck Mel. Streaks of colour stained his cheeks as he held her, one hand on a hip, and the other curled possessively around her neck, forcing her back to arch, under his domination of her.

Vaguely as I stared at them, seeing my friend like I’d never seen her before, seeing Alex, with me as the observer this time, not as a participant, was both fascinating and highly erotic.

He suddenly raised his head, and the sheer impact of his brilliant blue eyes, met mine.

Mel’s head was back, her eyes closed, lips parted as she was fucked. Her breasts swayed freely, since her corset had been removed at some stage, although I must have missed it.

I gasped, my attention brought back to Dante, with one well aimed, hard thrust. “I have your attention again now, do I?”  He leaned in closer, his lips by my ear, as his movements slowed. “Does it turn you on to see them fucking? You’re very wet cara, and so fucking tight around my cock. If you think it’s hot to watch them fuck, just think what it’s doing to them, to see us.”

With Dante’s voice low and so sexy and sensual in my ear, my head drifted back, resting against his shoulder. He kept the pace slower, rotating his hips enough, that I could feel his piercing rubbing inside me, seeming to find every inch of me, every sensitive nerve ending.

As every arousing movement, increased my excitement, I tightened around him, holding him in my intimate embrace.

“You like that, don’t you? I can feel you. That cunt of yours is getting demanding, isn’t it? I can feel it squeezing me, pulling on my piercing. Do you like this, or do you want me to bend you over, and fuck you until come all over my cock?”

At his words, I nearly detonated on the spot. God, this man had such an incredibly profound, effect on me.

“More, I want more.” I whispered, my head falling forward, eyes opening, to see Mel, looking like she was about to come, apart again. Alex’s face was intense, flushed, his eyes burning with his arousal. Both of them were watching us, as they fucked, and it caused my heart to kick in my chest, my excitement mounting.

It was far more arousing and erotic, than I could have ever guessed, to fuck, while sharing the room, with another couple, who were doing the same thing. I understood why Mel had wanted this.

I felt a hand press between my shoulders, and I instantly bent forward, resting my stomach against the vault. The angle was just enough, to push my ass out a little, but Dante still tugged on my hips, sliding my body lower, on the padded top, so the position gave him better access to me.

He surged forward, driving into me as deep as he could go, and I moaned, at the mix of both pleasure and pain. When his hand fisted in my hair, I winced at the sudden, sharp pain, but it was immediately forgotten, when Dante pulled almost all the way out of me, before slamming in again.

I heard Mel scream, and forced my eyes back to her, watching as the rosy hue of her orgasm, bloomed across her chest. Her body seemed to go limp, or as limp as it could, within the confines of her restraints, and Alex’s hand, around her neck.

I felt Dante’s pace increase, his thrusts almost punishing in their brutality. It was violent, rough, but so fucking incredible to me. He knew me; I don’t know how he read me so well, but he knew exactly which buttons to push, to increase my excitement, to bring me to orgasm.

I could hear the harsh rasp of his breathing behind me, the sharp flashes of pain in my scalp, when he tugged on my hair, just enough to hold me on that fine line, between it being pleasurable, and hurting.

“Fuck.” I heard the one word, almost like a bark from Alex, and somehow through my own impending release, I managed to focus on him, long enough to watch him come.

His head reared back, his hand releasing Mel’s neck, to grasp her hips instead. Frantically he lunged into her, pulling her towards him, and I could hear their bodies slapping against each other.