Authors: Liz Gavin
“I don’t really know the woman. She
may be a psychopath for all I know.”
Then, I get angry at myself for
mistrusting my instincts. I would never be fooled like that. Besides, if Cindy
tries to get money from me in exchange for not selling the story to the
tabloids, she won’t see a dime. Neither me, nor Mark are doing anything wrong.
We’re both single, consenting adults and we wouldn’t be harmed by a story like
that. This thought calms me down enough for me to concentrate on my work.
By 4 PM, I’ve finished most of the
more urgent stuff and I’m able to head down to the gym for a training session
with my Krav Maga instructor. When I get there, I find out he’s sick so I decide
to take a Zumba class to let off some steam. It’s been a while since I last had
time for these classes and they are fun; full of lively music, interesting
people and sexy choreographies.
Cindy O’Rourke is the first person I
see when I enter the room. I nod in reply to her waving hand. Then, I grit my
teeth and walk to the spot the instructor signals me to take up since it is the
only one left in the room: right behind Cindy. She smiles at me before turning
back to the instructor to follow the leads.
“This is going to be bad for me.”
The next 60 minutes are the worst in
my life. The fast and slow rhythmic movements of the exercises combined with
the Latin dance steps the instructor throws in the mix make my knees weak and
get me breathless. But not from the effort. No! I feel dizzy because my eyes
are glued to Cindy’s body. The way she shimmies, sways and shakes her backside,
thighs and breasts around. I must look so stupid ogling her like that. I glance
around the room, nobody seems to care and everybody is having a great time. I
feel better but I’m still angry at myself for being so horny. I don’t have the
courage to look at her face to see if Cindy’s noticed my ridiculous behavior. I
have a sinking feeling she has but I don’t want to know.
I leave the room right after the
class finishes and go up to my office to take a shower in my private bathroom,
like I always do. I’m uncomfortable at the gym’s locker room. I tell myself my
employees would be self-conscious having the boss around at shower time but the
truth is I’ve never liked being naked in public.
I turn on the shower and check the
temperature. I need a colder shower today. I take off my sweaty clothes and
toss them on the floor before
stepping
under the powerful jet of water to cool down after that indecently sensual Zumba
class. I’ve got to pull myself together. The cold water running down my body,
making it tingle ends up reminding me of very soft, very female hands caressing
my skin. A hot, wicked mouth licking my flesh. A naughty, slick tongue invading
my most secret parts. I slam my open hand on the cold tile, splashing water and
muttering.
“Caroline
Anne Sullivan, get a grip on yourself!”
“When
people call me by my full name I know I'm in trouble.”
I jump out
of my skin at the sound of a throaty voice close to my ear. And only then I
notice my hand is on my crotch and I’ve been fingering myself. I couldn't be
more embarrassed. Right? Wrong! I turn around to meet my receptionist's
sarcastic grin.
“Having
fun, are you? Mind if I join?”
Before I
can articulate an answer Cindy's hands grab my butt cheeks and pull me against
her naked body. She molds herself against me, soft flesh connects to soft skin.
The water makes our bodies slick and she slides her dangerous curves all over
my now fevered body. She captures my mouth, steals my ability to think straight
and muffles my groans with her thick tongue.
I thought a
woman’s touch would be mild, sweet even but Cindy plays it rough. She pushes me
against the tiled wall, invades my thighs with her luscious one, squeezes my
tits with her own and shoves her tongue inside my mouth in only one movement.
I'm breathless and I pant like I've run the marathon.
“Grab my
shoulders.”
I almost
don’t have time to follow the order before she lifts me up and settles my butt
on her thigh. We are both the same height but I’m surprised at her strength
because she manages to keep her balance on one foot while her other one rests
on the wall and I’m perched on her elevated leg. Cindy clenches my waist and
slides my body up and down her leg. It’s the strangest position I’ve ever been
in although the friction causes amazing sensations in my sex and backside. I
need to hold on tight to her slick shoulders for support because her pace is
frantic. She’s making me hump her leg like I’m a dog in heat while my knee
grinds her sex every time she pulls me down.
For the
first time in my sex life, I’m powerless under a partner’s attack. Funny thing
though, I'm thrilled instead of annoyed. It’s intoxicating to let another
person run the show while you enjoy the ride. Cindy treats me like an object
and I’m completely turned-on. I’m not the only one, though. She’s out of breath
and her voice is thick when she speaks in my ear.
“You’ve
been driving me crazy since we first met.”
“I’ve been
day dreaming about your body ever since. I’ve never thought about having sex
with a woman before I met you.”
By now, my
clitoris is throbbing and my legs are weak. When she puts me down I keep
holding on to her shoulders for dear life. She captures my mouth in another
smoldering kiss. I stop thinking all together. I dive in the sea of lust
surrounding us. I’ve never felt more alive or more aware of my body’s reactions
to another person. Every part of my body connected to hers seems on fire, my
skin is flushed under her touch, my muscles quiver and my chest heaves.
“I want to
fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk afterward.”
“What makes
you think you can, missy,” I laugh at her bluster.
“Watch me!”
It’s her
turn to laugh and the butterflies in my stomach go wild. Maybe I’ve met my
match in this young girl and now I’m in way over my head. Cindy turns me
around, pins me to the wall with her body, spreads my legs apart and shoves two
fingers inside me from behind.
“What have
we here, Ms. Sullivan? You seem awfully excited already to be bragging about,
don’t you think?”
She keeps
my face crushed on the cold tile so I can’t speak. I fight her, though. I buck
my hips and try to close my legs but she’s faster and stronger than me. A wave
of panic washes over me and I claw at the hand she’s fingering me with. She
immobilizes me with her whole body. Both her hands reach around me, grab my
tits, and her fingers pull my nipples as she sucks a soft spot on my neck.
“God,
you’re feisty. I like that. But calm down, my little filly. I don’t want to
hurt you. Not today, anyway.”
Cindy is
humping my back now with her drenched curls, her moisture coats my butt cheeks
and I chuckle.
“Well, it
seems I’m not the only horny bitch around here, am I?”
“Of course
I’m horny. I love a good chase and you’re giving me exactly what I like. But I
knew it would be like this, Carol. Today, though, I want to show you how good
being with a woman can be.”
She feels
my body relax against hers and she turns me around again to face her. She
enters me with three fingers without warning but I’m so wet they go in all the
way. I lean my head on the wall behind me, close my eyes and grab her tempting
buttocks to grind her against me. She pulls my nipple inside her mouth, twirls
her tongue around it then bites it at the same time as she taps my G-spot and I
writhe under her hands as ecstasy builds inside my body. She pulls her hand out
of me way too soon. I groan in protest.
“Don’t
stop,” I’m not ashamed to beg at this point.
She
chuckles and kneels in front of me. She splays her hand on my navel to press me
against the wall and keep me in place. The other one caresses my butt as she
licks my folds and smiles at me.
“Hmm,
you’re delicious. I’ve wanted to taste your honey since I saw Mark going down
on you at the hotel.”
“I knew it
was you. Why did you leave?”
“I had fun
watching you two for a while but I got envious. I wanted to be Mark, I wanted
to kiss you, hold you, fuck you. Watching was not enough anymore and I knew you
weren’t ready.”
I frame her
face with my hands, pull her closer to my sex but stop an inch from it and ask.
“Do you
think I’m ready now?”
“You will
be.”
Instead of
answering, she leans forward and kisses my outer lips, licks my inner lips,
back to forth. She flattens her tongue and presses my hard nub, tapping it and
looking me in the eyes. That’s so hot and naughty I almost come just looking at
her expression.
“Oh – my –
god.”
Cindy
chuckles at my reaction and doubles her pace. She finds my backdoor hole with a
finger and penetrates me with her tongue setting a maddening rhythm between the
two. My knees buckle at the surge of energy her mouth and hands are creating in
my body but Cindy holds me upright.
“Oh, my!
I’m going to come, Cindy. And it’s going to be a huge one.”
She gives
me the wickedest smile and pulls away. When I raise my eyebrow and open my
mouth to complain, she turns off the shower and orders me.
“Face the
wall. Spread your legs wide apart. Bend over and grab that counter for
support.”
She pulls
my behind upwards and spreads the cheeks. The cold air invades my hot flesh and
her tongue follows suit. She licks and bites my butt as a finger taps my
clitoris and I shiver. She laughs at the involuntary reaction and caresses my
hips and thighs.
“Calm down,
Carol. You do look like a wild filly. You just need to learn to control
yourself and to understand who’s in charge now.”
I grit my
teeth and swallow the bitter reply that comes to mind. She has a point, though.
I’m enjoying this so why not go along with Cindy’s plan.
“It’s just
too hard for me to let go.”
“I know it
is. That’s why I’m taking it slowly with you.”
“Gosh, you
call this ‘slow’?”
“You have
no idea, gorgeous. But if you are a good girl and pleases me today, I might
show you what’s like to be taken fast and hard, next time.”
“I like the
sound of that.”
All the
time we talk, Cindy pumps her fingers inside me, from behind, kisses and kneads
my buttocks; presses her thighs against mine, sometimes her own soaking wet
sex. I’m so turned-on that the moisture is running down her hand and coating
the top of my thighs.
“Oh, god,
Cindy. I need to come. Please, go deeper.”
“I’ve
planned something better than my fingers for our first time. Stay like this.
I’ll be just a sec.”
I don’t
have time to catch my breath before Cindy returns and I hear the unmistakable
buzz of a vibrator. I look over my shoulder to see a huge rubber penis in her
hands. Only it has two mushroom heads instead of one. She smiles at my
expression.
“Have you
ever seen one of these?”
“Not in the
flesh, so to speak. It’s much wider than I’d imagined it would be.”
“Don’t
worry. It’ll fit.”
She leans
over my back and circles my folds with one end of the dildo. When the fake
member is glistening with my moisture she turns it towards her own body and
impales herself with it in one fluid movement. I groan out loud.
“It’s so
hot to see it disappear inside you, covered in my own fluids.”
“That’s the
idea, sweetie. Now, it’s your turn,” she presses a hand between my shoulder
blades and slides it down my spine like a blind person does when reading
Braille. It seems she wants to imprint my shape into her sensory memory. “Don’t
worry, though. I’ll take my time with you. I want us to enjoy every second of
it. The first-time must be treasured.”
At last, it
dawns on me I’ll be fucked by another woman for the very first time. The idea
of doing something this naughty, of having taboo sex, only intensifies my
excitement. A gush of hot liquid squirts out of me - evidence of my lust. Cindy
doesn’t miss it.
“It seems
you agree with me. Excellent.”
She grabs
my chin and leans down to kiss me deeply. Our tongues play and when I try to
bite her lip, she pulls away. She ignores my protesting sigh and moves back
behind me. She teases my entrance with the huge thing, then, she slides it
along my sex, front to back. When she is happy with the lubrication, she enters
me slowly and stops to give my body time to adjust to the wide dildo.
“Cindy,
it’s too big.”
“You’re too
tight but you’ll manage. Take a deep breath and relax.”
She goes in
another inch or two but my body is still stiff and tense. It hurts like hell,
too. I feel violated.
“Cindy,
I’ve never had a penis as wide as this. I don’t know that I can.”
She leans
over my body, reaches a hand down to pinch my hard nub and whispers in my ear.
“Relax,
beautiful. Open your body for me and let me in. Let me show you how much I want
you.”