Masters & Lovers Box Set One

"Coming up." I snag a length of rope from the drawer....

Handy having a play kit by the bed....

.... and looping it around first the bed feet, then Charlotte's ankles, tension her up.

Michael watches, then inserts another finger up her. "Nice and wide, but that'll do I think," he announces. Then taking the large vibe, he presses it to her lips. "Open wide." What the...?

She has to stretch her jaws to accommodate the thing. "Feel that Charlotte?" he says. "Guess where that's going next?" Then pulling it out of her mouth again, he lubes it up before presenting it to her ass.

Credit where it's due, he's careful about it, easing it in gradually, but she gurgles as, twisting and turning, he presses it inside her. "D'you like that?" he asks.

The sound she makes isn't speech, and it morphs to a wail as he turns on the power. Hips bucking, her head flings back, her mouth wide open.

"Looks good like that doesn't she, James?"

"She does indeed."

Fucking right....

That mouth looks inviting....

.... but....

He stands, arms folded, head tilted, tapping a foot as he watches her writhe against the stimulation and her restraints. "Which end do you want to fuck?"

"Oh, I want that pussy...." And I do. The vibe is working its magic and she's streaming. "But I'm going to eat her out first."

He looks down at the enticing rear end, slick and shiny, of our mermaid. "Don't blame you."

I give her ass-cheeks one more good slap, making sure I catch the end of the vibe as I do so, jolting it inside her. She yelps and convulses, then yelps again as I drop to my knees to fasten my mouth over her streaming entrance. Spiralling around with my tongue, I catch hot and delectable juices, sucking them away, only for more to follow.

I break away. "She's flooding," I say, standing again. "This girl wants to be fucked."

"Happy to oblige." Michael takes my place, his cock-head teasing at her. "Do you think," he asks, in a no-one-else-in-the-room tone, "that it intensifies the sensation for a woman of being screwed, when she has a cock-sized vibe working her ass?"

"I'm not sure, but we could find out, couldn't we?"

"We could." And with that, fingers pulling her pussy lips open, he hilts himself in a single smooth movement....

.... and she howls...

Holding her hips with both hands he saws into her, twisting his own hips as he thrusts. "Enjoying that, Charlotte? Will you feel well-fucked afterwards, would you say?"

Her only answer is another gurgle. "Sorry, I didn't hear you." Reaching down, he gives the base of the vibe a twist, turning up the power some more. She convulses and her head flings back. Arching back on herself, she goes into orgasm, screaming incoherently as Michael, teeth bared, pumps her, then mouth open, gasps his own climax to the ceiling as he grinds hard.

With a grunt and a grimace, he drops down over her, supporting himself on his hands. Charlotte is still in convulsions. "Yellow!" she yells. Swiftly, he extracts the vibe and she relaxes, panting. Her ass glowing scarlet, contrasting with the green of the silk tying her hands.... Who says 'Red and green should never be seen....'

"I'd say that makes it your turn," says Michael, swiping sweaty hair back from where it flops over his forehead.

"I'd say you're right." Unbelting, I release my shaft, which all but springs to freedom, then leaning over her, murmur close by her, "Alright, Charlotte?" Her voice is quavering, her breathing still jerky, but, "Yes Master. I'm fine." "Good." And I glide into her, taking it easy. It doesn't matter. After the performance I just watched I'm on a hair trigger, and only a minute or so of gentle easing in and out of her lovely swollen pussy is enough for me. My release is sweet and prolonged as I spurt and spill; a long, slow pulsation into my Jade until, as I finish, I remember to breathe....

Kissing the back of her neck, I tug at the trailing end of the green sash to release her wrists, but she doesn't move, simply lying there limply as I re-zipper myself. Michael watches her for a moment then tugs her up under the arms, lifts her and flipping her over, lies her on the bed.

"Charlotte?" He eyes her, looking a little concerned. But her eyes shift to his. "That was fantastic," she grins.