Fortune by Annabel Joseph (ebook reader for comics TXT) 📕

I’m happy to serve you, Sir,” she stammered. She thought it was a good enough speech and he smiled at her indulgently.

“I bet you’re happy to. I was actually just thinking about how lovely and pure your face is. Perhaps Ryan will let me photograph you sometime. I hope so.”

Lovely? Pure? All Kat could think of was sinking down to the floor and begging for sex. As if he could read her mind, he yanked her down with rough, abrupt insistence. He parted her legs and cupped her pussy. She burned with sudden humiliation as his fingers grazed the edge of the buttplug. He noticed her embarrassment—how could he not notice everything in this light? “It doesn’t come out right now,” he assured her. “Later Ryan wants your ass. But for now, I’m going to take your pussy.”

I’m going to take your pussy. She gazed up at him in curiosity. He was so different from Ryan. Had she ever imagined they were alike? But it was exciting being with this near-stranger because she trusted him implicitly. She knew Ryan would never have sent her away with someone he didn’t trust. Ryan had told her he wouldn’t sleep with Sophie unless she was with him. And truly, she was with him. They were in this together, even if he was a room away with a different girl. She looked up at his friend, not trying to hide all the lust and horniness she felt.

“What do you want, Kat?”

“I want you to fuck me. Please, Sir.”

He spread her legs wider, rubbed her clit, then rolled a condom onto his rigid cock, positioning himself at her entrance. He pressed in slowly and Kat quailed from the intense feeling of fullness. The plug shifted in her ass as Dave’s cock parted and filled her pussy. He groaned, arching over her braced on his arms. “You’re so hot, Kat. You feel so fucking awesome…” Kat couldn’t reply, couldn’t speak. Dave moved in her with long steady strokes that resonated deep inside. She felt somehow ashamed, unfaithful, because she was already close to coming. The novelty of a new lover, the buildup of the last hour, the teasing, the predicament bondage with the nipple clamps, the plug in her ass making her feel reckless and naughty—and now this. The hard cock invading her, subduing her. Dave’s balls smacked against her slit and her sore ass slid across the scratchy carpet each time he moved into her again.

“Oh…oh god,” she moaned helplessly.

“Mmmm…” hummed Dave in agreement. “Come on, Kat. Come for me. Come hard. Let it all go. I want to see what you look like when Ryan makes you come. He makes you come, doesn’t he?”

“Yes! Oh yes, yes!”

“Now I’m making you come too. Come, and I’ll tell him what a good girl you are, what a sweet slutty girl…”

His words gathered in her ears, slipped down over her body and made her entire pelvis throb. She pulled her legs up, arched her back beneath him.

“Yeah,” he whispered, urging her on. “Come for me, I want to see it.”

Her desire reached a fever pitch and she gasped in desperation. “Oh god, yes, yes, yes…” The last yes broke and faded as her orgasm overtook her. Her entire middle seemed to contract on the hard intrusions inside it. Dave pounded into her, gasping, his own yeses spilling forth as he buried his head against her hair. He slowed finally and gave a little shudder inside her. Carefully he pulled out, discarded the condom, then returned to where she lay completely insensible on the floor. He propped himself up on one arm next to her, smiling down at her.

She gazed back at him, feeling shy suddenly. How ridiculous to feel shy and coy at this point, but she did. “Do we go back now?” she asked.

“Not just yet. Haven’t you ever heard of aftercare? Does that bastard Ryan fall asleep thirty seconds after you’re done?”

Kat giggled. “Most of the time it’s me falling asleep in thirty seconds.”

“You remind me a lot of my Sophie. She really likes you. I can tell. It’s good for her, being around someone else who understands the lifestyle, who lives the same kind of dynamic she does.”

Kat nodded. “It’s good for me too. I’m actually pretty new at this.”

“Yes, Ryan told me he’d corrupted a vanilla. It doesn’t always work. It’s nice that you took to it.”

“Was Sophie vanilla when you first met her?”

“Oh, no. Sophie was a longtime player, just like me. But she’d gotten into a kind of…situation.”

“I gathered that,” said Kat. “Terrible. Did the guy who did it…did he…”

“He’s rotting in jail now. Hopefully for a good long time.” A pall fell across Dave’s face. “He tried to kill her. You have to… In this lifestyle, Kat…you have to be careful. You have to only play with people you trust. I really hope things work out long-term for you and Ryan, but if they don’t—if you move on to another person—just take care.”

“I will. Definitely. Not that—”

Dave laughed. “Yeah. Don’t tell Ryan I’m giving you advice on what to do after you leave him. He’s pretty hooked on you.”

Kat blushed. “I… I really like him too.”

“Do you? He’s a great friend of mine. He’s solid.” He looked down at her very thoughtfully. “I shouldn’t pry. I don’t mean to. But I mean, things are pretty good with you guys?”

“Well, sure. I mean…it’s still early. We just met a few months ago.”

“He told me about your fall down the stairs.”

Kat rolled her eyes. “Does he tell that to everyone? ‘Here’s my new girlfriend, Kat. I met her when she fell down the stairs.’ Anyway, we met before that.” She laughed softly. “And I was so sure he was totally full of shit.”

“Sometimes he can give that impression.”

They both fell silent. It didn’t escape Kat’s notice that all she and Dave had really talked about were each other’s partners.

“Well, I guess we should get back,” Dave said. “See if Ryan’s done rogering