Erotic Vibrations (2 page)

His hands came
around her to the mounds of her backside and he pulled her to him.
He licked her neck seductively and whispered, ‘Give it to me; I
want to drive you crazy.’

She laughed
and danced away from him and although he couldn’t really hear over
the noise of the music, he could feel her excitement. She took a
few steps forward and leaned in to him conspiratorially and spoke
loudly in his ear.

‘No, I dare
not,’ she said, ‘that will give you too much power and I can’t
allow that,’ and she danced away again.

Clearly that
was the wrong answer as Michael grabbed her hand and pulled her off
the dance floor to the dark end of the bar where the music was more
muted and they could talk. They stood in a quiet spot and he
ordered some drinks and once they were served he said...

‘So you’re
telling me that you don’t want me to have too much control? Woman,
it’s too late for you to make that choice. I already have the power
and you know that.’ His eyes flashed in mock anger ‘I’m going to be
that bastard that you are always saying that I am. I plan to take
full advantage of you tonight and take you to the edge and fuck you
senseless but it will be when I’m ready and not necessarily when
you are ready.’

He hesitated
for a moment as if thinking, ‘Mmm... Although if you beg....’ He
let his words trail off as he knew that would wind her up and he
just couldn’t help smiling.

‘Fucker,’ she
said.

He loved this
game they played, it was a power play - they both knew that. She
could and did tease him mercilessly with her body, with her kisses,
the way she talked to him, the things that she threatened to do;
hell she kept him wondering. But then he was a match for her and he
told her so. He wanted to pin her down and lick and stroke her,
pull her around, make her spread her legs wide for him, control
her.

Hot flames of
desire burned between them, always just under the surface, ready
and waiting to break into a full blown fire at the slightest
provocation; a look, a touch, a kiss - yes they were well
matched.

But now,
before she could say another word, his mouth went to hers and he
claimed her with a slow sensual kiss, cupping her ass with his
hands again as his tongue pushed inside her mouth and she leaned
into him, completely caught up by the passion that raged between
them.

‘You do know
what’s coming don’t you? Now give it to me,’ he demanded and he
held out his hand, waiting for the small remote control that he had
foolishly allowed her to have earlier.

She rummaged
around in her bag and handed him the small oblong object which he
quickly took from her, feeling for the two shallow switches barely
visible in the darkness.

‘Are you going
to be good?’ he asked laughing.

‘But you
prefer me bad,’ she replied with a pout.

‘Are you going
to behave then - do as you are told?’ he asked.

‘I might, but
I can’t promise,’ she said, still pouting and their eyes locked
together.

Without
looking down he stroked his finger lightly over the little object
and the woman moaned softly as she felt the hum of the shallow
vibrations beginning in her sex.

‘I hope you
realise that this remote control has more than one speed setting
and I can make it go faster so that the vibrator inside you can go
slowly or very fast at my whim – so you are mine now - your pussy
is mine, your body is mine. Understand?’

She said
nothing.

‘Say it,’ he
demanded

‘Yes, yes, I’m
yours,’ she moaned.

Can you feel
it, does it feel good?’

He looked at
her face and saw the pleasure that he was creating and he loved it
– his cock suddenly grew even harder - God he wanted to fuck this
women - she had been teasing him all night, flashing her breasts,
rubbing his cock, stroking his arse and then moving away.
Fucker

He had bought
her this remote control vibrator, giving it to her earlier and he
suggested that she use it whilst they were in this club. It was
such a turn on knowing that she had it in her juicy pussy but he
had foolishly given her the controller - now though, he had it back
in his hands and he had her, she was his.

She closed her
eyes and moved her hands to the bar to steady herself - the
vibrations felt so good and just added to the arousal that already
coursed through her veins.

‘Open your
eyes, I want to tell you something,’ he said.

‘Okay,’ she
said, a little breathlessly, ‘what is it? Tell me,’

‘I want you to
get ready,’ he said ‘because soon, I’m going to turn this little
wonder on to the highest setting and whilst its buzzing inside you,
I’m going to lick and suck your clit until you scream and If you
are good, I might let you come.’ He paused for a moment to let his
words sink in, and she groaned.

‘Then, woman
I’m going to fuck you so hard. Mmm - I can hardly wait.’ he
said.

‘Bastard,’ she
whispered and she reached out to touch him. ‘This is so hot; you
really are a bastard you know. You are making me crazy. I’m so wet;
I want it now I want you now.’

‘No. Not yet.
I want you to think about things for a moment, think about my mouth
on you, my tongue lapping at your sex and all that I can do to
you.’ Their eyes locked once more and that familiar desire crackled
and sparked between them.

‘Don’t worry,’
he said, ‘I can’t wait either. .... Let’s go back to our table and
pull the curtain.’

He told the
barman to bring champagne and something to keep it cold, and then
he took her hand and led her across to their table and pulled the
curtain partially closed. He put the little controller down on the
table and he noticed that she eyed it surreptitiously.

‘Don’t even
think about touching that. You will be so sorry if you touch it and
I mean that. I’ve been thinking about spanking you so don’t give me
an excuse,’ he said, and turned away to hide his smile from
her.

‘I wouldn’t
dare,’ she said sarcastically.

Within minutes
a steward arrived with the champagne, glasses and ice bucket.

‘Shall I open
and pour for you, sir?’ the steward asked.

‘Yes...
please,’ the man replied.

The steward
expertly opened the bottle and poured two glasses and Michael
handed the steward a folded note and said, ‘we don’t want to see
anyone again tonight.’

‘Of course
not, sir, I’ll take care of it,’ he said and the steward
disappeared, pocketing the note and pulling the curtains tightly
closed behind him.

The music
could still be heard in the little private cocoon that they were
in, although it was more muted now as the heavy blood red curtains
blocked out much of the sound as well as any unwelcome spying eyes.
It felt decadent and a little illicit but comfortable; the area
piled with cushions in soft black or red velvet which were
scattered across the couches and several electric candle
arrangements flickered in the corners and on the main table,
providing a subtle sensual glow.

He handed her
a glass of champagne and they chinked their glasses together.

‘Here’s to it
then,’ he said, ‘I know that I am going to love watching you
squirm.’ He moved forward and kissed her deeply. He wrapped his
arms around her and moved his kisses down to her neck and began to
move his hands over her backside as a small moan escaped her.

She knew that
he was hard and she reached for his cock, stroking the outline
through the fabric of his jeans. ‘Come on I thought that you wanted
to fuck me,’ she said.

‘Oh I do,’ he
said, batting her hand away, ‘I really want to fuck you senseless
and I will when I’m ready, but first I want to make you scream for
me. I won’t let you come until you beg me for your release and
then......mmm, well let’s wait and see.’

‘Bastard,’ she
said.

‘Yep, that’s
right, I do intend to be an evil bastard tonight,’ he said, and the
desire was clear on his face, ‘but you will enjoy it, I promise you
that, and woman, so will I.’

She was so
aroused; she felt her body quiver at the thought of what he might
do – what she knew he would do.

He picked up
the remote again. ‘Sit down and lie back,’ he instructed, ‘first I
want to see just how wet you are.’

She did as he
asked and stretched out on the soft couch, anxious, excited and as
horny as hell.

‘Now, put your
hands above your head,’ he demanded and cautiously, she did as he
asked. ‘I know that you have a tendency to run,’ he continued, ‘or
at least a tendency to jump up when it begins to get to you, or so
you tell me, which will mean you will be effectively stopping me,
and I really can’t allow that.’

From nowhere,
he produced a long black ribbon and wound it around her wrists and
secured them to a rail at the end of the couch.

He knelt
between her legs and began to undress her, slowly unfastening every
button on the front of her velvet dress, peeling it back each side
to reveal black silk lingerie and laced topped stockings. His
fingers grazed her breasts over the fabric and her nipples
immediately hardened at his touch as her body automatically arched
toward him.

‘Feeling
sensitive?’ he chuckled, ‘I can see that you are,’ and he pulled
down the silk cups of her bra and sucked her left nipple into his
mouth biting down gently before moving his attentions to her right
breast. ‘Shall I increase the buzz a little?’

‘No, no,’ she
cried.

But he held
the little controller up in front of her as if to demonstrate his
power and stroked the switch again, and then he resumed his
attention to her breasts.

She moaned.
‘Oh fuck,’ she said as the vibrations got deeper and pushed her
ever closer to that edge.

This really
was power and he loved it. He took her breasts in his hands and
squeezed tightly, pinching her nipples between a thumb and finger
on each hand then he began to lick and suck them alternately with
small nips and little bites, he knew he was driving her crazy.

She was
writhing a little now and pulling on her restraints. ‘Is that
good?’ he asked. ‘Does it feel good? You need to tell me, I need to
hear you tell me,’ he said.

‘Oh God yes,
it feels so, so good,’ she gasped.

He began to
stroke her thighs, his fingers followed by his hot mouth moving
gently up to her sex. He blew a soft warm breath on her and she
cried out.

She was
beginning to lose it, ‘Oh God, you are making me crazy.’

Hell he loved
teasing her, she was so receptive and she was the one who usually
teased him, but now he had her at a disadvantage, he just couldn’t
help himself.

‘Woman, you
wanted to know what I am capable of so maybe now you have some
idea,’ he chuckled.

‘I will get
you back,’ she said, ‘you know that, don’t you?’

‘Maybe,’ he
said, ‘but I’m prepared to take the risk.’

He pulled her
panties to one side and increased the level on the vibrator to the
maximum and he began to suck and nibble on her clit whilst stroking
the lips of her sex with his fingers.

‘Oh God, I’m
going to come,’ she said.

Abruptly he
stopped. ‘No, no, not yet, I’m sure that you can take a little
more,’ he said and he turned down the level of the vibrations one
level and stood up and began to unbuckle his belt.

‘Bastard,’ she
said, ‘I’m so close.’

‘Close is
good,’ he teased, ‘we’ll just keep you on the edge a little
longer.’

She moaned and
writhed but her tethered hands meant that she could do nothing.

As he pulled
down his jeans and boxers his huge erection bounced free and he
took it in his hands and began to stroke the shaft. He saw her
watching his movements. ‘See something you like?’ he asked her
seductively.

‘Fucker,’ she
said ‘I want you inside me, please.’

‘Soon,’ he
said, ‘soon,’ and he flicked the little controller up to high once
more,

‘But first I
want to hear you scream for me,’

And he sat on
the couch and bent his mouth down again to her wet sex pulling her
hard clit into his mouth and stroking her wet pussy with his slick
fingers.

She knew she
was so close, she could feel the build up – the buzz and
vibrations, his hot tongue, hell it was just too much and she could
hold it no more – she cried out as her body bucked and she writhed
and squirmed. But Michael didn’t stop. His cruel tongue kept up the
onslaught and too quickly, she was back on the edge. Her head
thrashed around and her body writhed, she was beginning to lose
control. He slowed everything down and began to allow her to come
back to calm.

He knelt up
between her legs and Gabriella could see his big hard cock again as
he ran his hand slowly up and down its length, his eyes locked on
to her eyes, slowly teasing her. He pushed his fingers into her
slick sex, ‘fuck you are so wet woman I can’t wait to get my cock
into you.’ But his hand continued stroking his thick shaft, slowly
up and down and the tell tale bubble of pre cum waited at the end.
She imagined his cock in her mouth licking and sucking him, taking
the place of his hands. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly.

‘Open your
eyes and look at me, look at my cock, think about how good it would
feel pumping inside you, finding every spot, grinding into you as
my thumb grazes over your clit - now tell me what you want?’ he
demanded.

She wanted it
all - she always wanted it all from this man. She wanted to
pleasure him, to pull his hard cock into her mouth, to lick slowly
along the shaft whilst her hand pumped at its base, to see the heat
on his face as he watched his cock slowly slipping in and out of
her mouth. But she wanted him inside her too and she suspected that
he was just as aroused as she was and had already used his supreme
control in teasing her and that he wouldn’t last for long.