Dizzy's Story (5 page)

“Do you know that I actually saw you at The Club two weeks ago? I took one look at your tits and this sweet ass and decided I wanted to have you under my hands.” He kissed the small of her back. “Under my hard cocks.” He kissed her spine. He drew in an audible breath.

Jon left her for a minute and came back. He pulled her head to the side and took her mouth in the sweetest kiss, no tongue or open
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mouth, just a sweet kiss. He moved to the end of the table. “Are you ready now, you naughty girl?” He patted her butt. “Now this is what will happen. I am going to make this naughty butt red and more beautiful, then I am going to really reward you. You can scream and yell your head off if you like. I shut the door, and no one will hear you. Okay?” She nodded her head and waited. The first smacks were more like playful taps, and then she felt pain blossoming from the unexpected slap of a whip. He laced her butt cheeks and thighs with the whip, and then he must have changed from the whip to a flogger because the feeling of multiple leather thongs swiped over the stripes was not painful. As he worked her over it stung wherever the leather landed on her butt and thighs. She moaned and let out a few small screams, begging him to fuck her. “Please just fuck me, will you?”

Her pussy was literally dripping juice by the time the punishment was over. She had screamed and cried until her throat was sore, and he did not stop. She needed to come in a bad way. Her ass was on fire, and her thighs felt the sting of the whip still. He split her cunt with two rigid fingers and pumped into her as far as he could get. He pulled his fingers out of her dripping snatch and rubbed them over her puckered asshole. He pushed his finger into that dark tunnel and worked it around. “Tonight you are going to feel my cock in here,” he stated.

When he pulled his finger out, he asked her if she had used his other gifts last night. “Yes, thank you.”

He swatted her butt. “Good girl.” He played with her back entrance and brought a tube of slick lube, squirting it right inside her hole. Then he swirled his finger in again and told her to hold still for a minute. He positioned himself at her entrance and his small cock went right inside. She squawked a little and then became used to having her ass filled. Then she felt his larger cock demand entrance to her pussy, and she lost her mind when he pushed inside. The sensations of having both her holes filled and the thin membrane between her vaginal walls and her rectum sent her into her first wonderful orgasm
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of the night. He kept pumping at her as she slowly came off her orgasmic high and started pushing back.

He pushed her ass cheeks together and praised her. He leaned down and kissed each cheek, laving his tongue over the round globes.

He lightly ran a finger from the top of her asshole to the top of her spine, and she again started bouncing her hips and begging for release. “Oh, please, help me come, please!” He lay over her body and worked his fingers to her nipples. He remembered they were still sore but could not resist pinching just the tip of each breast, and her vaginal walls started spasming. His cocks were being squeezed, and he could feel her sucking the cum right out of his body as she whimpered and trembled when she came. She was loud, and he loved it. “That’s right, squeeze my cock and rock those hips. You are so tight. I love the way your holes suck on my cocks.”

When he was soft enough to slip out of her body, he released her legs from the shelves and helped her stand on them, rubbing and soothing her misused muscles. He unhooked her wrists from the table and removed the leather cuffs. He rubbed her arms and back and then noticed the puddle of pussy juice on the floor under the edge of the table. He grinned. “How about I keep you?”

She smiled. “Maybe. Let us see if this burns out first. Then we can make those life-changing decisions.”

He filled the whirlpool tub and helped her into it with him behind her. They lay back, and he soaped her breasts and upper body gently.

He played with her pierced nipples and told her how sexy she looked with the diamonds cresting her beautiful tits. He let his hands drift down her body and opened her nether lips, sticking a finger from each hand into her cunt. He loved making her hot and horny. Even after just fucking her he wanted to keep her high on his sexuality.

“Tell me, babe, what other fantasies have you had?” His fingers felt wonderful, and she knew he was enjoying this leisurely time, too, from the hard cocks lying between the cheeks of her ass.

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“I really have not had a lot of different fantasies, just the one of being with a dominant man”—she smiled—“and you have taken care of that for me very nicely.” She turned her head to kiss him and lay back and lifted her arms backward over his neck. “Tell me, Jon, what are your fantasies? At least the ones you have not already fulfilled.”

He laughed a bit then opened up. “Well, let’s see, I usually play out my fantasies, babe. Some of them I loved, and some were a one-timer because it was not as good in reality as it seemed in the fantasy.

But truthfully lately I have been searching for something more, someone to keep my interest and excitement to see her when we see each other. My parents had it before my father died, and my mom has it now with my stepfather. I want a love like that. I want a woman that I can still be happy with thirty years from now.” He looked at her. “I have been looking for that one woman that will fulfill my every fantasy with me and to maybe get married and have a couple of kids with.”

Dizzy’s heart melted right then and there. She would give anything to be that woman. She flopped over and faced him, going in for his lips, and she initiated a deep kiss, letting her emotional side loose. He took over the kiss and made love to her mouth, sliding her hips up and around his, then setting her on his hard cock. The bathwater made the initial penetration squeaky tight, but once he made it through her pussy lips, he slid in easily and groaned into her mouth. His extra helper ground against her clit and stabbed at it with each pump of their bodies. His hands held her breasts and massaged the full globes while his fingers plucked at her nipples and twisted the golden hoops tenderly. “God, baby, you feel so good, I want to just eat you up and then fuck you senseless. Then wake up and do it again.” His voice was muffled, and she was groaning, and her arms around his shoulders trembled. Her muscles clamped down on his cock, and she started a growling cry as her orgasm slammed into her.

He felt his sperm spewing up through his balls, flooding her pussy, mixing with her juice, bathing his cock in their combined fluids.

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They ended up in his king-sized bed cuddled spoon fashion. He kept petting her arms and thighs, and anywhere his hands meandered over her skin felt soothing and made her feel like she belonged right where she was. She slept for a short time and woke up alone in the big bed. Slipping from the comforter and walking into the bathroom, she took care of her business and returned to the bedroom. She opened his closet and put on one of his button-up dress shirts, then wandered into the hallway and followed the sound of people talking. She thought he must be watching a movie because the dialogue was getting heated.

Dizzy turned into the living room and saw that Jon had company.

The man was a behemoth. He had to be at least six five and weighed somewhere around the area of two hundred fifty pounds. He had short, wavy, blond hair and was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. He was running his hand through his hair and looked tired. Jon introduced them, “Rob this is Dizzy, and Dizzy, this is my baby brother Rob.”

Jon grinned when his brother’s blue eyes sparked as he looked at her attire. “I see why you might not want me to stay here tonight, man, but I promise to stay out of your way. I am too damn tired to do anything but sleep, anyway.” He grabbed the handles of a black soft-side leather suitcase and went to the bedroom hallway.

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“Want to tell me what that was about? Or shouldn’t I even ask?”

She went to his arms and kissed his lips.

Jon hugged her to him and kissed her back with his special brand of kissing her like he was making love to her mouth. Leading her into the kitchen, he made coffee and got two mugs down, adding powdered creamer and sugar to the collection. They sat at the kitchen table and drank the excellent coffee, and he told her more about his little brother. Her mouth gaped open when he said
little brother
, and he laughed. “Yes, he is my half brother. When my dad died, our mother married the biggest Swede I have ever seen, and two years later they produced the mountain that you saw a few minutes ago. He started out a lot smaller, though. When he found out I had company, he said he was going to a motel. I convinced him to stay here.”

Dizzy thought that it was sweet, the big brother who stood almost a foot shorter than his little brother taking care of his little brother and speaking with so much love about the man. It seemed they shared everything, and he used to take his brother to all the carnivals and Rrated movies. What he was describing sounded like a wonderful childhood, and she envied the men. She was an only child whose parents did not understand why she refused to diet and why instead of going to college for her MRS degree she had to be a brainy girl with no ambition for marriage or a prominent position in the community.

Once she left home for college she never moved back. Her parents seemed satisfied with the arrangement, and they had a family gathering for the three of them a week before Christmas every year.

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“I can see how much you love him, Jon.” She slipped onto his lap and hugged his shoulders. “I envy your closeness with him. I never had a sibling to play with or share anything with.” She told him about the strange relationship she shared with her parents, and he wondered how any parent worth the name could have ignored such a lively little girl with such a big heart. Not to mention her brains, hell, the woman had more schooling than he did and was certainly more book smart than he would ever be. “Jane is about the closest thing to family that actually cares about my day-to-day life.” She smiled sadly. “And Jane never told me to lose thirty pounds so I could trap a man into marrying me, either.” He looked like a thundercloud for a minute when he heard the word
diet
. “You lose one ounce of this perfect-for-me ass, and I will beat your ass and tie you to a chair until I get you back to size.” He kissed her and fondly said, “Perfect ass.”

He tightened his hold on her and kissed her again. She knew he was happy that she was here with him, but she could tell he was excited about his brother visiting, too. So she suggested that he take her home so he could be ready for whatever adventure he and Rob would be experiencing tomorrow. “That way you guys can do guy things like drink beer and scratch your balls while yelling at some poor dumb jock on TV. You know, the he-man stuff you men like to do when women aren’t around.” Then, she punched him in the arm, teasing him. “It’s all right, tough guy, this little lady can take care of herself for one little bitty day, you know.”

“I will take you home tomorrow, and then we will decide what we are going to do, Dizzy. He will understand that I would never get rid of a girl like you just because he was here. My only problem will be keeping him from sniffing around you. I might have gone a little too far in the sharing department a time or two, so I will have to talk to him when he wakes up.”

As they lay in bed it occurred to her what Jon had said. She sat straight up and looked at Jon accusingly. “You shared
everything
?”

He just looked at her, his nod confirming her conclusion. She lay back
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down, snuggling her backside into his groin, and fell asleep with the picture of Jon and Rob sharing her body. They licked and sucked her entire body and encouraged her lick and suck all of their cocks and fucked her in her cunt and butt, each man sucking her nipples and placing loving kisses all over her body and taking turns spanking her, because let’s face it, she was a naughty girl.

Sometime later Jon woke to hear her moaning and touching her clit. She was dreaming, and he smiled, certain of what she was dreaming about. The look on her face when she asked him about sharing was priceless, and he knew if he had pushed her into it they could all be sleeping in this big bed already. But Rob was tired, he drove from Florida straight to Michigan and that was a good eighteen-hour drive, depending on traffic. From the sounds she was making, this was a damn good dream, for sure. Her hips lifted to her fingers, and her nipples were hard as stones. The gurgling sounds in her throat and the way she kept moving her lips looked like she was trying to suck her dream cock. He could not take watching her like this. It turned him on so hard that he brought his body up until he could gently turn her head and let her soft lips pull in his hard cock. Her gurgle of happiness told him she was still in the arms of dream lovers, and he reached down to her pussy and moved her hand aside a bit and took over pleasuring her little clit. He pulled his cock from her mouth as he came, and she was mewling as her hips jerked and twitched in her completion. Her sigh was soft and the slight smile on her lips made him wish they were in the playroom. He slept, thinking about how to introduce her to what he planned for the morrow. It was Rob’s birthday, after all.

Jon woke to the smell of frying bacon, and he got out of bed and followed his nose to the kitchen and the sight of Dizzy standing there in his shirt. When she saw him, she smiled and poured him a cup of coffee then gave him a quick kiss, turning back to the stove and flipping bacon onto a paper-toweled plate. He saw a pan of hash browns, and they were crispy, just the way he liked them. She plated
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the potatoes and picked up the bacon and brought it to the table that was set with three plates and forks. “How do you like your eggs?”