“What is it?” I ask, tasting vodka mixed in with citrus fruits and something else too – a gentle sweet note, cutting through the strength and bitterness.
“It’s a balalaika,” he replies with an enigmatic smile. “Equal parts Cointreau, vodka and lemon juice. It’s my favorite. Please, let yourself enjoy it. Really give yourself up to it. Let it activate your senses. Because as I said before, Jennifer, all I want this week is to give you pleasure, to bring you alive, to yourself, and to the possibilities of your body ...”
I can feel myself trembling now, from a heady mixture of nervousness and excitement, as he closes in, bringing his face towards mine and reaching out to take the glass from my hand. He places it behind me on a bureau and then leans in to kiss me, and when he does, I feel myself melt, tasting the sweet sharpness of the cocktail on the velvety softness of lips, as his tongue pushes so deep into my mouth and his hands slide around behind my back, the touch of his fingertips leaving electric crackles in their wake.
“I need you naked Jennifer,” he growls, the moment our lips part again. “If I have to wait one second longer, I’m afraid I’ll have no choice but to tear that fucking dress from your body.”
I take a quick step back, unable to let him tear such a beautiful garment, reaching behind my back with nervous shaky fingers to unzip it, letting it quickly slip to the floor. And this time, as I unclasp my bra and step out of my panties, I feel slightly more confident.
I mean, it still feels kind of weird, to benakedlike this in front of him, but now that I’ve done it once before, it kind of feels okay, too.
Once again, I feel his eyes roving hungrily over my skin.
“God,” he murmurs, tracing his fingers lightly over my collarbone, then downwards, tantalizingly close to my erect left nipple, “Your skin is absolutely divine. I’ve never felt skin like it... so soft, soperfect.”
All of a sudden, he lifts me easily off the floor and carries me to the bed, placing me gently on the edge of it so that I’m sitting, facing into the room.
And then he begins to undress, too, starting with his tie, then slipping off his blazer, and then unbuttoning his crisp white shirt, uncovering a body beneath that is both lean yet muscular, so broad and strong compared to my own slender frame. It’s like I just can’t tear my eyes away from him, and I can tell that he doesn’t mind me watching him either, as he slowly uncovers even more of himself. I hold my breath clutched tightly in my chest as he undoes the laces of his brogues, slips them off along with his black socks, and then, finally, begins to unbuckle his belt.
As he bends down to slip his slacks and boxer shorts in one quick easy movement over his muscular thighs and then down around his ankles, I’m unable to contain the soft gasp of surprise that escapes my lips when I register just how damnbighis cock is. I might never have seen one in real life before, but even so, I can still tell thatthis oneisn’t a regular size. It’s large and twitching and flushed a deep purple color, so thick and long, jutting upwards between his muscular thighs, as if it wants to leap right off his body and attack me ...
He smiles when he notices my shock, then calmly and confidently nods down towards it, nestled there in its fuzzy crop of dusky brown hair, his balls smoothly shaven, so round and swollen and tight beneath, and says, “I’m guessing you’ve not seen one of these before?”
I know there’s no point in lying, so with an embarrassed blush, I shake my head.
“Dear girl, you’re even more inexperienced than I’d guessed,” he replies gently. “But don’t worry. As I said before, we’ll take this nice and slow ...”
And at this, he sits down next to me on the silk sheets.
“So I take it you’ve never touched a cock before, then?” he murmurs.
I feel my blush increase as I shake my head a second time, and a moment later he takes myhand and guided it between his legs, curling my slender fingers around the hot thick shaft of thatthingthat juts so proudly from between his legs.
I sit there, frozen in heart-pounding shame and embarrassment, my fingers curled around it, feeling a soft pulse throb within it, as if in time to his heartbeat.
“Here, like this,” he murmurs, guiding my hand so that it begins to slide up and down the shaft. He takes his hand away as I continue to stroke him, and with another shiver of surprise I feel him grow even larger and harder in my grip.
And as I masturbate him on my own like that, he moveshisfingers once more between my legs, too, this time pushing them right up inside me, then withdrawing them again, and I find myself spreading my legs even wider to allow him easier access, the powerful shivery sensation of an orgasm quickly growing in my stomach and flashing out all around my body in tingling waves of heat, as all the while I stroke him, sensing that my fingers are causing him just as muchpleasure as his are inside me, hearing him sigh and groan as my fingers slide up and down the thick and throbbing hardness of his shaft, gliding over the smoothness of his skin which is slicked so wet now from the clear beads of liquid that are seeping steadily from the slit at the bulbous head of his dick.
“Now lie back on the bed,” he says, taking his hand from between my legs, and then lifting my hand away from his cock too.
I do just as he asks, my whole body still shivering and trembling with the sensations that are coursing through it, my heart pounding and my nipples so tight and hard upon my chest now that they actuallyhurt, as if some invisible hand is pinching them.
I lie back upon the bed, and a moment later he’s climbed right over me, covering me totally with his broad muscular body, the heat of his skin and the spicy musk of his scent filling my senses so completely, causing my dizzy head to spin and whirl all over again.
“Now this may hurt a little at first,” he say gently, and I notice that at some point he must have opened a package of condoms, because now his cock is encased in a thin translucent sheen of rubber as he starts to guide it right between my legs, touching the throbbing tip of it to my tight wet opening, “but just relax as much as you can, Jennifer, and I promise you that soon, very soon, this will bring you even greater pleasures than you’ve ever experienced ...”
I try to do as he says and let myself relax, but I can’t help but worry about the sheersizeof that thing between his legs. Did he really expect to try and push something as long and thick asthatinside me?
But even so, I stay as silent as I can beneath him, biting my lip and parting my legs as wide as they’ll go, bracing myself as, sure enough, I feel him push his thick hotness just a little way inside me, already stretching me so wide with just that first damn inch that I fear I might tear right in two.
I gasp as he pushes himself evenfurtherinside me, and he pauses for a moment, his mouth moving to my neck, covering it with a flurry of such soft and delicious kisses that I feel myself softening and relaxing, spreading my legs wider, shivering and trembling beneath him, his hand now moving to my left breast, once more thumbing the taught little bud of my nipple, sending fresh sensations of pleasure rippling right through me before he again pushes a littledeeperinside me, causing me to cry out. But this time, my cry is half from pain and half from pleasure, as if the two sensations have somehow mixed together to create something totally new – a new kind of feeling.
And slowly but surely, he begins to slide that thick hot cock of his in and out of my pussy, each slow thrust he makes with his hips causing the sensation to build and grow inside me, half pleasure, half pain, sending me squirming and shivering beneath him, as I sigh and moan and writhe, my body so small and frail, pinned to the silk sheets beneath his strong hot mass, my senses filled utterly with him now, his heat and musk, my fingers dancing over the rippling muscular broadness of his back as he increases his thrusts, driving himself harder inside me, harder and harder, my moans growing louder, the flashing sensations building in my tummy until they bubble forward in a great rush, my whole body suddenly shuddering and trembling as I come, hard, so much harder than I’ve ever come before.
And just at that moment, he closes his lips over mine, his tongue pushing deep into my mouth, as deep as his cock seems to drive within me, and with a final shudder, I feel his whole body tense, and then, so fucking deep inside me, he begins to pulse and twitch as he too comes.
In the shimmering silence afterwards, I feel him tenderly slip himself out of me again, and I dart a quick glance between my legs, registering a thin sheen of redness on the rubber that’s still wrapped tight around his cock, just before he turns away from me and removes it, then turns back, drawing me into him now with a slow, comforting hug.
