Shades of Sexy (4 page)

And all I had to do for the same look was keep giving strange, sexy men blowjobs. I laughed out loud.

Bernardo grinned at me. “What?”

I started to speak, but a sound from the shop riveted our attention. He immediately pulled up his shorts and combed his fingers through his hair. Silently, he pointed toward the door. I nodded as I stood.

Moments later, he left the dressing room. As I waited for him to return, I tried on the leather thong panties he’d brought me.

Damn. They were perfect. I spun around, admiring my new bedroom outfit from all angles. Funny, but I’d only lost a few pounds. How had my body changed so much?

Unless it hadn’t. Maybe the transformation came more from my own perception. I smiled at my reflection, happier than I’d been in years.

The seconds ticked by and I busied myself with refolding my clothes, reapplying my lip-gloss and smoothing my hair back into place.

But minutes later Bernardo still hadn’t come back. Swallowing hard, I eased open the door and glanced into the hallway. Everything was silent and still. That door, the one that had piqued my curiosity each time I’d passed it, now screamed for me to check it out. Pulse hammering, I stepped out of the dressing room and ventured into the hall.

“Bernardo?” Where could he have gone? I pulled aside the beaded curtain and scanned the store, but it was deserted.

Okay, this was weird. And a little creepy. I twisted around and looked at that door again. The one marked If You Dare.

I never dared do anything particularly exciting my whole life, but I’ve always wanted to be a little bad. Okay, well yesterday and today I’d been pretty darn naughty.

Maybe Bernardo was in there. Maybe this was sort of like “Let’s Make a Deal” and behind door number one, the most exquisitely erotic experience of my whole life awaited me.

Only I had to take that first terrifying step. My heart pounded. I concentrated on forcing my feet to move, to close the distance to that threshold. I inched forward, sucked in a steadying breath. Reaching for the doorknob, I started trembling.

Chapter Three

I can do this.

Hesitating, I glanced through the beads. I could still leave if I wanted. Just change back into my clothes and bolt out the front door. I distilled my options.

Withdrawing my hand, I made my decision.

I couldn’t continue to sit on the sidelines for the rest of my life. What sort of existence would that be? Pretty vanilla.

Squaring my shoulders, I twisted the knob and pulled open the door. A black curtain hung in the doorway, concealing whatever lay beyond.

Like a magnet, some unseen force drew me through the curtains, into a pitch-black space. Instinctively, I held my arms out in front of me. For some strange reason, I wasn’t afraid. I knew in my heart I’d be safe.

Someone took my hand. Okay, I was scared for that instant. But something felt familiar about the hand.

“Ty?”

“I’ve got you.” That deep voice reminded me of Calypso music. And his unique scent. His skin felt warm and velvety. An arm slipped around my waist and a shudder of awareness shot through me.

He led me forward a few yards. Sat me on a chair—no, it was a bed. Covered in a cool, satiny fabric. He let go of my hand and I was all alone. Fear set in. “Where are you?”

“Close by.”

I heard a soft click. A light went on, illuminating the room barely enough to see any farther than a few feet. Then Ty stood before me.

He was nude. And completely perfect. His shoulders rippled with corded muscle and his broad chest reminded me of bodybuilders I’d seen in magazines. And forget about a six-pack. Ty had an eight-pack of sleek, amazing abs. His hips and legs bore no extra fat, only sinewy muscle under smooth, chocolate brown skin.

And there was that incredible cock, fully erect. The black and white photos hadn’t done it justice. Had to be nine inches long—I swear. And so thick I doubted I could get it into my mouth. I wondered if my pussy would even stretch that much. The head reminded me of a big purple plum.

I must have gaped at it because Ty laughed. “You’ll like it. Trust me.” He took my hand and pulled me up against his amazing body.

Wrapping my hands around him, I marveled at the contours of his back, down to his nicely muscled rump. His skin felt smooth as satin. I couldn’t help myself. Continuing my exploration, I skimmed along his narrow hips to that king of all cocks.

I heard his sharp intake of breath when I clasped both hands around his shaft. Before I could go on, he lifted my chin with his finger and hijacked my gaze.

He moved his fingers to the top clasp of my bustier and started unfastening each hook, one by one, slowly revealing my breasts to him. The cool air made me shiver. No, it wasn’t the temperature, but opening myself to him, totally. Once he’d removed my top, he crouched and rolled the leather thong down my legs. When it reached my ankles, I kicked it aside.

He stood, so close our bodies were nearly touching, naked flesh to naked flesh. “Tell me. What have you been up to today, pretty lady?”

That voice washed over me like honey. My pussy quivered with longing. Did he know what I’d done with Bernardo? Of course he did. “Same old thing.”

His deep, resonant laugh filled the air. He brushed his lips over mine, soft as a whisper.

My eyes slipped lazily shut and I parted my lips, anticipating a sweet kiss. He closed his mouth over mine, glided his tongue along the edges of my teeth. My body took it upon itself to release a blissful sigh.

He tasted of mint and exotic herbs and I couldn’t get enough. I touched his metal stud with the tip of my tongue and instantly my lust burner higher.

Anticipation had my heart pounding like a native drum. I wondered what it would feel like to have his tongue inside me and on my clit. He gave my mouth a last, tasting swipe, then moved his attention lower. Cupping one of my breasts, he rolled the nipple between his fingers. Lowering his mouth to my other breast, he licked the point, swirled his tongue around it and suckled.

Desire flared through me, stole my breath. I heard something jingle beside me. Turning to see what it was, I caught a flash of silver.

Stinging pressure replaced Ty’s gentle sucking on my nipple. Only it wasn’t his teeth. Cold metal bit into my skin. He released his hold on my other breast and I felt the same metallic scrape there.

I winced at the momentary pain and looked down to see silver nipple clamps digging into me. A thick chain connected them and hung slack to my waist.

My shock gave way to delicious curiosity. What else did this mystery man have in store?

He gave the chain a little yank and I gasped as a quick jolt of pain dug in. I was surprised by the pleasure that spiraled inside me. Moisture collected at my entrance. I yearned for Ty to move his attention to my pussy.

“Lie down.” The commanding tone of his voice only ratcheted my temperature higher.

I climbed onto the bed and lay on my back, my mind abuzz with questions. What would he do next? What toys would he roll out of his bag of tricks?

He kneeled on the bed beside me and pushed the tip of his plus-sized penis into my cheek. I reached for it, but he intercepted my wrists and pinned them over my head. The notion that I had little control here was pretty hot. My heart pounded like crazy and every cell in my body vibrated with sexual tension.

“Lick it.” He poked his cock against my lips and I smelled the musky scent of him.

I kept my mouth tightly sealed, which ramped up the game.

He met my stare. “You say stop whenever you want and I will.”

I gave him a nod to let him know I was onboard. A big grin curled his lips. He still had one hand on my wrists and with the other he gave the chain that connected my nipple clamps a tug. I opened my mouth to gasp and he slid his shaft into it.

Rob had always told me I had a big mouth and finally, I realized what a good thing that was. Ty’s cock filled it completely. He tasted like coconut and pineapple. Probably some product they sold here, I figured, but it beat the hell out the some of the other phalluses I’ve had in my mouth over the years.

I slid my tongue along the underside, sucked as best I could with my mouth open so wide. A small drop of his seed slid down my throat and its mild taste surprised me. I squirmed to alleviate the aching need between my legs. It didn’t help.

I nearly cried with pleasure when he touched a teasing finger to my entrance. Lifting my hips to let him know I craved more, I let out a whimper that sounded desperate, even to my ears. But I was desperate. Desperate for relief. I couldn’t remember ever being so horny.

Ty took his shaft out of my mouth. Just as I’d loved giving Bernardo head minutes ago, I honestly enjoyed tasting Ty’s cock as well, brief as it was, but when I closed my mouth I realized my jaw was a little sore from stretching so wide. He immediately kissed my lips softly, tenderly, like a long lost lover.

My head swirled with the pleasure coming at me from every direction. He slid a finger along my drenched furls, rolled my nub, sending blissful shoots in every direction. The clamps over my nipples dug into my flesh. I couldn’t believe how good the alternating pleasure and pain felt, like ramping up my feel-good meter exponentially.

He hovered above me, watching my face, pinning me with his dark, mysterious gaze. I thought I knew every flavor of desire, but I had no doubt that today, I was partaking of a veritable smorgasbord of carnal delicacies.

His fingers slid into my channel, tearing a gasp of delight from my lips. Ty grinned at me, a wistful, satisfied grin. His fingers gently twisted, turning back and forth, in and out. My control crumbled and I felt myself freefalling toward incredible enjoyment.

My intimate muscles clenched and convulsed as wave after heavenly wave of satisfaction racked my body. I shut my eyes and rode passion’s tide until it slowly ebbed.

Ty withdrew his fingers from my canal, but continued touching my lips, so slick with my honey. I opened my eyes in time to see the glint of silver in his other hand, only for an instant. Something cold settled against my slit, then the painful chomp of another sort of clamp bit into my flesh.

Fear and incredible passion swirled in my stomach when I figured out that he’d applied some device to my pussy similar to the one he’d used on my nipples.

The sound of clicking metal drew my attention to the chains now crisscrossing my torso. I watched Ty fasten the upper one to a lower section. He gave it a light tug and I felt it at my opening as well as on my nipples. A hot burst of desire tore through me.

He planted a smoldering kiss on my belly. “We have lots of toys to play with today, hmm?”

He reached to a table beside the bed. I heard the crackle of plastic packaging, then he dangled a string of beads over me. Each marble sized black ball was about an inch from the next. The string was a foot long and my breath hitched as I wondered what the thing was for.

Before I could even guess the item’s purpose, he dropped the string into his hand and moved between my legs. His fingers drove deep inside me and I whimpered with renewed longing. I realized it wasn’t just his fingers moving in me, but the beads as well.

A shudder of anticipation engulfed me. I flinched as he jiggled my chains, surrendering myself to the lust that burned through me. He seemed to be inside my head, knowing exactly how to touch me for maximum pleasure.

I felt a couple of the beads slide down toward my entrance and the sensation undid me. Ty stretched out beside me and rubbed his talented hand over my sex, moving flesh over bone, taking me closer and closer to the precipice of passion. As he worked my pussy, he dipped his head to my stomach and grabbed the joint of my chains in his teeth.

I bucked and shook and moaned as the clamps bit into my sensitive skin. All together, the sensations overwhelmed me, pushed me over the edge in a white-hot explosion. I screamed helplessly as I catapulted into the most intense orgasm I’d ever had. At the peak of my ecstasy, Ty pulled on the end of the string of beads and they slid out of my convulsing pussy one by one.

I swear, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I lay there, a quivering mass of pleasure hormones, gasping for air and selfishly wanting my orgasm to go on forever.

As soon as Ty had pulled the last bead away, he started licking along my folds. The clamps on my lips moved painfully, but I was impervious to the discomfort, knowing the bliss would quickly follow. It was all good.

My body shuddered and pitched, but the intensity gradually lessened. Refusing to allow me to rest, he circled my clit with his tongue. The instant that metal ball touched me, another climax started to build. He drove that clever tongue inside me and I writhed against it, unsure if my body could handle any more.

I have no idea if I peaked again or the amazing orgasm I’d just had came back to life, and I didn’t care. Hot, liquid joy rippled through me. I concentrated on relaxing and let the pleasure drag me under.

Before I could come up for air, I was vaguely aware of Ty getting up. He rolled a condom over his cock and got on his knees.

The moment he removed the clamps from my lips, he dipped the head of his cock into my slit. I held my breath, hoping it wouldn’t rip me in half. It hurt, but oh, Lord, it was an incredibly delicious hurt.

He took my ankles and hooked them over his shoulder, together and straight. That restricted how deep his impressive length could go. Relief swept through me. He thrust deeper into my sex, filling me to my very limit. His strokes were slow at first, and allowed me to savor every inch of him.

Grasping my hips, he turned me this way and that, spearing into me with a skill I’d never experienced with any previous lover. He twisted and pivoted his hips, which gave me the most incredible sensations. His cock reached places inside me that I was sure had never been touched before.

When he withdrew, I wondered why. But he quickly regrouped. “Come here,” he commanded as he moved to the floor.

I slid off the bed and watched him kneel on a cushion.

“Face away from me.”

When I did, he grasped my hips and pulled me down to a squatting position. He lowered me onto his cock and I understood what he wanted me to do. With my feet flat on the floor, I was able to control the rhythm and the depth by moving up and down.

He released his hold on my hips and slid one hand up to my breast, the other to my pussy. My entire body was on fire. I’d never done anything this acrobatic before and I was totally loving it.

He yanked the chain and my nipples ached, but the pleasure immediately followed. As I rode his giant cock, he rubbed my intimate lips. But unlike my ex, he didn’t come within a few minutes. Rather, he reminded me of that pesky toy rabbit from the battery ads that keeps going and going.

He stopped rubbing my pussy and instead smoothed a hand over my stomach. His pace slowed. “How would you feel if I told you we were being watched?”

I immediately scanned the area, but with so little light in the room, I couldn’t see much. “Bernardo?”

“Mm hmm,” Ty said.

My pulse quickened. A momentary flash of irritation was quickly replaced by excitement. I’d always fantasized about having two men fuck me, although I’d have never had the nerve to set up something so sexually decadent. “Honestly, I love it.”