An Extremely Kinky Affair (9 page)

A couple seconds later a river of his sperm
is dripping out of Tina’s pussy and into Brandi’s waiting, open
mouth.

Tina squeezes out a few more drops then
helps Brandi into a sitting position. Tina then turns her head to
the ceiling and Brandi lets Tyler’s cum drip from her mouth to
Tina’s.

Tyler watches with amazement as they swap
his sperm back and forth a couple more times then make out for a
good thirty seconds before Brandi finally throws her head back and
swallows his load in one gulp.

He starts to clap. He just can’t help
himself. “Very impressive,” he says.

“
You like that?” Brandi
replies. She’s sitting back on the couch. Tina’s head is lying on
her lap. Both girls are smiling.

“
I fucking love it,” Tyler
says.

“
Do you think it’s
something you’d like to do again one of these days?” Brandi
says.

“
I know it is.”

“
That’s good to hear,”
Tina says. “Because I had a good time.”

“
I told you,” Brandi says,
turning towards her.

“
Yes you did,” Tina
replies.

“
She told you what?” Tyler
asks.

“
That you knew what you
were doing,” Tina says. “I was skeptical, based on the habits of
the men we usually service in this business, but she was right.
You’re pretty damn good in the sack.”

Tyler drops his eyes. He’s never been good
at receiving compliments. “Thanks,” he says awkwardly.

“
Oh, and shy too,” Tina
says. “I never would have guessed that.”

“
I told you he was
different,” Brandi says.

“
You did
indeed.”

“
Okay, cut it out,” Tyler
says. He can feel his face turning red. Why he’s embarrassed now,
after what they did that night, is beyond him. But he
is.

“
All right, all right,”
Tina says. “I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable. I was just
trying to be nice.”

“
I know,” Tyler says. “And
thank you. You’re not too bad in the sack yourself.”

Tina and Brandi start laughing. Tyler joins
in.

“
Why thank you,” Tina says
once the laughter dies down. “I aim to please.”

“
I’m so glad this worked
out,” Brandi says. And you want to know the best part? The more
comfortable we get with each other, the better the sex will
be.”

“
I didn’t realize it could
get any better,” Tyler replies, only half-joking.

“
Of course it can,” Tina
says. “Tonight was only a primer. Next time we get together, things
are going to get even freakier.”

He can feel his dick getting hard again just
thinking about what other possibilities the girls had in store.
“Even freakier than tonight?”

“
Hell yes,” Brandi says.
“Imagine what we do together, multiplied by two. Maybe even
three.”

“
Or four,” Tina says.
“Depending on how much you can handle, of course.”

“
Oh, I think he can handle
quite a bit,” Brandi says. “Right, Tyler?”

“
I guess we’ll just have
to find out,” he replies. “In fact, if you don’t have any other
plans for the night . . .”

Brandi shoots him a surprised look. “You
want to go again?”

“
Sure. Why
not?”

“
Do you have it in you?”
Tina says.

“
Not right this moment,”
he says. “But if you girls want to jump in the shower, I’ll go hit
an ATM and grab a couple bottles of wine. After I get a few drinks
in me I’ll be as good as new.”

Brandi looks at Tina. “Well, what do you
think?”

“
It’s fine with me,” Tina
says. “I don’t have anywhere else to be tonight.”

“
Neither do I,” Brandi
says. She turns back to Tyler. “Are you sure this is what you want
to do?”

“
I’m positive,” he
says.

Jasmines smiles. “Then I guess we’ll see you
in a little while.”

#####

DAY 4 : FEMDOM

It took Tyler a little while to realize just
how awesome Brandi was.

Of course, from the first time they met,
certain things were obvious. Namely, Brandi was ridiculous hot, she
knew her way around the bedroom, and she could take a pounding
worthy of a porn starlet. Add to that her approachability, her
comfort in her own skin, and her flat-out coolness, and Tyler was a
happy man.

In the beginning, he was perfect content to
meet with her whenever possible and get freaky in all the basic
ways. Then one night she turned the tables on him, revealing just
what was possible in the world of pleasure.

That first night it was only a little taste,
but even so, it quite literally opened a new world to him, one that
once was experienced could never be put out of mind.

#

The night starts out just like any other.
Tyler is drinking a beer and watching TV when there’s a knock on
the door. His heart palpitates in expectation as he sets the bottle
aside, turns off the television, and walks over to answer the
door.

He glances into the peephole and see Brandi
there in all her glory, looking as radiant as ever. A flash of
excitement wiggles through his body. It’s his favorite time of the
week, the night he looks forward to more than any other, the only
thing that keeps him going in his pathetic little life.

Tyler opens the door and holds out his hand
to help Brandi inside. She takes his hand, steps over the
threshold, gives him a little peck on the cheek, and he closes the
door behind them.

They take care of the formalities and then
it’s on to business.

Brandi slips out of her full-length white
coat, revealing a tiny purple bikini and light pink thigh-high
stockings accented by purple fuck-me pumps. Her blonde hair is
curled a little more than usual and she’s wearing slightly more
makeup; hot pink lipstick and a dash of black eyeliner. Her skin is
not as tan as usual but just as flawless and enticing as ever.
Tyler finds himself wishing (as he always does upon first seeing
her skin) that he had a couple hours to lick every square
centimeter of her flesh.

Thin but not skinny, Brandi always stays in
shape and tonight is no exception. Her lithe body is as toned and
fit as ever. From the barest hint of abs to the slight definition
of arm muscles to the incredibly sexy hollow of her neck she is the
measure of perfection. Tyler can’t imagine a more ideal woman. At
least not one who’d he actually have a chance to fuck on a regular
basis.

But there seems to be something slightly
different about Brandi this evening. An edge that usually isn’t
there.

His concerns are reflected almost
immediately.

The first thing out of her mouth is, “Sit
your ass down on the couch.”

Even though it’s a bit odd to see her being
so forceful, Tyler does as he’s told. He immediately starts to undo
his belt.

“
Did I tell you to do
anything else?” Brandi says, her tone harsh.

Tyler shakes his head and gives her a funny
look. He’s confused as hell.

“
I can’t hear you,” she
says.

“
No,” he
replies.

“
That’s right. So leave
them on. And sit on your hands, while you’re at it.”

He tilts his head and gives her a funny
look. “Are you serious?”

“
Completely,” she says.
“Now do it.”

“
Fine,” he says. He shakes
his head but does as he’s told.

“
That’s a good boy,”
Brandi says, coming over to pat the top of his head as though he’s
a dog. Which is fitting, because that’s what he feels like right
now.

“
What exactly is going on
here?” Tyler asks. Brandi has never done anything like this before.
Up until now, every time she’s come over he’s been the one in
control, the one taking charge. He’s never even considered that she
has another side to her. Which was a bit silly, in retrospect.
Especially now.

“
This,” she says, “Is my
way of mixing things up. You see, every time I come over here it’s
the same old thing. You slap me around and get to do whatever you
want, and then you cum on me and then I go away until next week
when we do the same thing over again.”

“
But I thought you liked
it,” he says, a little hurt.

“
I do,” she says. “I like
it a lot. But it gets a little old, always doing the same thing. I
think it’s time we mix things up a little bit. And we’re going to
start by getting you to understand the other side of the equation.
Today I’m going to be the dominant one and you’re going to be my
submissive.”

“
I’ve never done anything
like this before.”

“
I know you haven’t,” she
says. “Which is exactly why were doing it tonight. You need to
expand your horizons a bit.”

“
But what if I don’t like
it?”

“
Don’t worry,” she says,
an evil little smile on her face. “You will.”

“
I don’t know,” he says
doubtfully.

“
Trust me,” she says. “I
know what I’m doing.”

He couldn’t argue with that. From what he’d
experienced so far with Brandi, she definitely knew what she was
doing. And then some.

“
Fine,” he says. “Tell me
what to do.”

“
Oh I will,” she says with
a little twinkle in her eye. “I most definitely will.”

A little flutter wiggles around in Tyler’s
stomach. He isn’t sure if it’s fear or excitement or a little of
both.

“
For now, just sit there,”
Brandi says. “I’ll take care of the rest.”

“
If you insist,” Tyler
says.

Smiling like she owns the situation (which
she does, of course) Brandi forcefully spreads Tyler’s legs and
steps between them. Then she reaches down and grabs ahold of his
flaccid cock through his jeans.

“
What’s the matter?” she
says. “Don’t I excite you anymore?”

“
Of course you do,” he
says.

“
It sure doesn’t look like
it. Are you sure?”

“
I’m positive.”

“
Let’s just see about
that,” Brandi says.

She unzips his fly and reaches into his
jeans and grabs his cock and pulls it out. It just lies there
pathetically, the zipper teeth digging into his skin.

“
Is that what you call
excited?” she says.

“
No,” Tyler says. “It
doesn’t look very excited.”

“
Fix it,” she
says.

Tyler grabs ahold of his cock and starts to
jerk it. Thirty seconds later he hasn’t gotten anywhere.

“
Oh, poor baby,” Brandi
says in a tone that offers absolutely no sympathy. “You just aren’t
feeling it, huh?”

“
No,” he says, letting go
of his cock.

“
Why not?”

“
I’m not sure.”

“
Is it because you’re
scared?” Brandi asks.

“
I think so,” Tyler
admits.

“
Why? Do you think I’m
going to hurt you?”

“
I don’t know,” he says
after a slight pause.

“
You
do
think I’m going to hurt you,
don’t you?”

“
Not really,” he says.
“I’m just afraid I’m not going to like it.”

Brandi sighs and shakes her head. “It’s
obvious you’re nervous, which makes sense. So we’re going to have a
little conversation. Hopefully by the end of it you’ll understand a
few things.” She sits down on his lap and looks him straight in the
eye. “Okay. I’m going to ask you some questions. I’ll start with an
easy one. What do I do for a living?”

“
You’re an escort,” Tyler
says.

“
That’s right,” Brandi
says. “I’m an escort. And what do escorts do?”

“
They get paid to have
sex.”

“
Exactly. Now, who does an
escort get paid by?”

“
The person they’re having
sex with.”

“
Right again,” she says.
“Their clients. Now, with that in mind, is it fair to say that the
more clients that call for a specific escort’s services, the more
money that escort will make?”

Tyler nods.

“
So then how does an
escort get more men to call her?” Brandi asks.

“
By . . . being good at
their job?”

“
Yes. And what constitutes
being good at your job if you’re an escort?”

“
Making the client
happy.”

“
Bingo,” Brandi says. “The
better job an escort does of making a client happy, the better the
chances are she’s going to get more calls from him. And if she
doesn’t make him happy, then she is in danger of losing him as a
client, right?”

“
Right.”

“
Good. Now do you think I
want to keep you as a client?”

“
I hope so.”

She gives him a look that she’d give a
five-year old. “Do you think I like money?”

“
Yes.”

“
And we’ve already
established that more clients equal more money, right?”

“
Right,” Tyler
says.

“
So I’ll ask you again, do
you think I want to keep you as a client?”