Taking Control (5 page)

Melissa
looked up at the house and nodded. She
wanted to scream that she’d

never
be ready but another part of her was impatient to see
what waited behind the doors.

“How will we find our way around?” Melissa asked as
they made their way into the house, wishing she didn’t feel so naïve.

“It’s for you to explore on your own. It’s supposed to
make you feel more relaxed.” Bruce
took her hand,
leading her down a long hallway where soft music drifted around them, slow and
intense. He opened the last door in the hallway leading into a darkened room,
and as her eyes adjusted to the small light available, she let out a gasp.

There were several naked men, but that’s not what made
her gasp. Other men were watching as women sucked on their cocks.

“What is this?” she asked, not disgusted as her pussy
was creaming at all the blatant sex on display before her eyes.

 
“This is where
men get to watch their partners. Some men really crave seeing their partners
being fucked by a woman.”

“Two men?” she croaked.

“Yes, babe.
Men have cravings too, even two men in a relationship.
To watch a woman give your partner absolute pleasure but to also know it’s you
he or she will be going home with can be quite the heady experience.”

They moved through the room stopping to watch as each
couple progressed. Bruce moved her to the end of the room where another door
awaited them. He moved her from room to room, each scene more intense and more
risqué than the last, each scene whetting her appetite for what he was
searching for. She saw a woman being fucked by two men, one in her mouth, the other
entering her from behind.

“Can you really do that?” Melissa pointed to a woman
who had a man thrusting into her pussy and another into her ass.

Bruce watched from behind her, holding her close to
his body, rubbing his erection against her ass. He whispered, “Anything's
possible if you want it enough. It makes everything more intense. Imagine every
part of your body being touched at the same time.” He cupped her breasts.
“Imagine while I stroke your tits another could be licking that sweet delightful
pussy.” He moved one hand down her body to cup her mound through her mini skirt
and she moaned, leaning into his touch.

“You like that, sweetheart?”

She nodded.

They watched for a few more minutes until Bruce led
her to another show.

“Your fantasy
awaits
.” Bruce
opened the door, leading her through and shutting it quickly behind her.
 

 
“Fuck me,
harder...ohhhh...yeah like that.” Screams and cries of a woman interrupted her
thoughts. She searched quickly for where the sound was coming from and got an
even bigger shock when she discovered it.

A man and woman were having sex in the middle of the
room but the shock was that she knew the man, her husband’s best friend, Chris.
The blush spread from her cheeks to
all over her
body. He looked so magnificent and powerful, unlike anything she’d ever seen
before. She was shocked. He looked so strong and confident on stage. Melissa
recalled the times he'd teased her, making her blush. For the first time
ever,
she craved a man who wasn’t her husband. She thought about Bruce as he was
stood right behind her, his hard cock pressing against her ass cheeks, his
raspy breath against her ear, his presence so much part of her arousal. But
Chris was fucking another woman right in front of her. She couldn’t take her eyes
away, but she forced her gaze away, needing to know what else was

going on in the room, trying desperately to distance
herself from the man she now wanted. She had
to
 
get
her composure back. Her body
flushed, hot and so damned aroused the simple stroking of her legs together had
her creaming.

Everything in the house was fantasy. She didn’t know
anyone else, so there would be no consequences once they left. But she knew
Chris. He worked with Bruce. They were best friends. Chris was a reality.

She took in all the rooms where some couples were just
sitting watching and others were stroking each other while others were doing
exactly what Chris and the mystery woman were doing.

“Do you like what you see?” Bruce’s voice was deep and
smoky, penetrating her mind the way she wanted him to penetrate her body.
 
She loved the sound of his voice, full of
promises. “Don’t be afraid, babe. I love you no matter what happens.”

Fuelled on arousal, it was hard to understand what
Bruce was saying. She looked up into his face. His features were so open and
trusting. No matter her decision, he wouldn’t be unhappy with her. The freedom
she’d experienced earlier in his office, the acceptance of her, was back,
fighting down her barriers. Every step they took was a step closer to her.

“I think it’s amazing. I want to stay, Bruce.”

****

Melissa’s words eased Bruce as joy and happiness consumed
him. Even though he could now feel complete, having her here, he still would've
loved her with all of his being even if she’d said no and asked to leave. She
might have tried and not liked it--he knew that was a risk, but from the look
on her face and the message of her body, she wanted more.

“Do you like it because it’s Chris?” he asked, his arm
circling her body.

“We’re not supposed to know who he is.”

Her smile coy and deeply sexy, she turned, giving him
her full attention. Her eyes held his, not wavering, just looking at him as she
undid her corset and let it fall to the floor at her feet. The mini-skirt was
next and soon she stood in nothing more than her stilettos.

“Just like no one knows who we are. What do you
think?” Melissa
stretched her arms
above her head, her breasts
thrusting forward, her nipples hard and erect, begging for attention.

“What do I think?” Bruce growled and curled his arm
around her waist, bringing her flush to his body. “I think you’re an amazingly,
beautiful, sexy woman.
 
You’re my woman,”
he told her roughly, bringing his lips to hers, demanding entrance,
not
asking. His domination apparently pleased her, his will
to do what he wanted. She loved being taken, she loved his controlling nature.
Her lips parted
and
 
he
thrust his tongue deep as she moaned, taking all of him.

“I want you.” He tore off his clothes, a man possessed
by lust.

“I want you, too.” Melissa helped him shed his clothes
until he stood naked in front of her.

They paid no attention to the couples now watching
them, seeing their passion, the lust they had for each other, the heat
radiating from their body’s pure temptation, his hard and muscular body
thrilling her, his long cock throbbing for her.

Bruce pulled his wife close to his body, his cock
pressing into her rounded belly.
God, I
love this woman.
She fit him so perfectly, her smooth, soft skin a
temptation. Her eyes stayed wide open, a message passing between them. She
wanted him and she wanted this, to fuck in front of these people. Bruce noted
the eyes of everyone in the room, the soft intense music playing in the
background only disturbed by soft moans of the people surrounding them.
All these women staring at his body.
 
He sensed the want, but all he wanted was
already in the strength of his arms. The men watching Melissa turned him on, too,
to know they wanted her, they were getting hard for her, knowing she was his,
only his. It made his cock throb harder.

Bruce pressed on her shoulders taking control, making
Melissa gasp as her erect nipples grazed his body on the way down.

“You know what I want.”

She nodded.

“Tell me what I want.” He wanted to hear her say the
words to know she wanted this as much as he did.

“You want me to suck your cock.” She licked her lips,
tempting him further. “I want to suck your cock, Bruce. I want to suck your cock
while all these people watch us, getting turned on and fucking because they
want to, while watching you and me.” Her honesty shocked him to his core.
 
It was exactly what he wanted to hear.

He cupped her face tenderly but with full command so
she
knew
he was still in charge. Her eyes darkened, her
arousal matching his. Bruce guided his cock to her lips, stroking it along her
lips, his pre-come coating them. Then her tongue darted out and swiped the
moisture from his head before ringing her ruby red lips.

“You like that, sweetheart,” he hissed. “You like the
taste?”

“
Yesssss
.”
Melissa panted a second before her lips closed over his shaft.

Her hot, wet heat stroked the head of his cock.

“That’s it babe, take it all,” a deep voice echoed
from somewhere behind them.

“You like that, sweetheart, being told by another man
to suck me?” She glided down his shaft, taking him in her mouth completely
until he touched the back of her throat. “That’s it, Melissa. Take it all,”
Bruce groaned.

Who would have thought just days ago Melissa had faked
an orgasm? Now she was kneeling before him, sucking his dick in front of a room
full of people, including Chris who Bruce caught watching the show. Bruce
looked to see which woman he’d brought with him and was surprised to see
Natasha. The prim, proper assistant was completely naked and wrapped around
Chris.

When Bruce felt the slight nip on his dick, he looked
down and smiled, stroking Melissa’s jaw. “You’re the only
one
 
I
want, babe.”

The ache in his balls was killing him. Her tongue
doing wicked things against his head, licking away any juice as it started to
weep out, was driving him crazy.
 

He pulled on her hair, tilting her head back. “I’m
going to cum, babe.” She looked up at him with innocent eyes that would be his
undoing. “Oh, fuck, babe, your mouth. Suck it
harder,
take it to the back of your throat. That’s it, deep throat me!” He cradled her
face and tilted it back so the angles allowed him to thrust all the way down to
the back of her throat. She squeezed his balls in her hands, cupping him as his
body tightened with his impending release.

“Here it
comes
babe, you're
going to drink every drop,” he roared, thrusting his cock as far and as deep as
he could go, releasing every drop of seed straight down her throat.

Not waiting a moment and still hard even though he'd just
spent a great deal of cum, Bruce
grabbed Melissa around the waist,
sitting down as he did. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust,
grabbing her waist and pushing her down, her cunt hitting his balls.

Melissa screamed but he didn’t care. He was a man
crazed and didn’t care about the people watching. They’d see the perfect shape
of her body with her tits swinging in front of his face
as
 
je
latched onto one hard nipple,
biting down as he did. He was being hard and rough, he’d never acted like this
with her.
Her pussy convulsed around his cock and her cum
built, making her slippery and demanding.
Bruce’s hands bruised her
waist and hips where he held on, thrusting up as he threw her down his shaft,
never easing up.

“I can feel how close you are,” he told her, never
giving up.

“Oh.
God.
Bruce.” Each word
was a scream as his cock hit her deep inside, so close to pain, so pleasurable.

“That’s it baby, cum all over my cock. Let them see
your juice. They’re watching you.
 
They
want to see you come apart.” He bit down on her other nipple, marking her.

“I’m going to cum,” Melissa
screamed as
her juice soaked his cock and balls, her pussy pulsing, sending his cock deep
as he spurted another load of semen into her body.

****

Melissa
held onto Bruce, her strength gone. Her
body was alive and singing, her pussy slightly sore but she wanted to do it all
again, watch Bruce come apart, lose control. Her aching nipples pressed against
his chest where he’d marked her. She probably should have an issue but she
couldn’t. He’d marked her for himself and she’d wear the marks with pride.

“I’m never letting you go,” Bruce said

She smiled up into his masculine face. “After that, I
don’t think I’ll ever find a cock as great as yours.” She laughed as he swelled
inside
her at her comment.

“You feel amazing, Melissa.
So hot
and passionate.
You drive me crazy.”

“I love sucking your cock, Bruce.
 
I can’t believe I’ve gone this long without.”

She watched the flare of lust build in his eyes at her
blatant words.