The Adam & Eve Trilogy

Chapter Five-2

“I do, Phillipe.”

“I want to come hard inside you. Then we’re going to go to my condo and I’m going to have my way with you all afternoon and come several times in several different places. Is that what you want, Laura?”

“It’s what I want.”

“Do you have protection?”

“No, Phillipe.”

“Well, it’s too late. Some of my semen may already be inside you. I’m going to give you a morning after pill. It should protect you from an unwanted pregnancy. Will you take a pill for me, Laura?”

“I will, Phillipe.”

Laura had never been made love to so hard and so long as Williamson did in the forty five minute limo ride to his beachfront condo. Laura could feel her thighs twitch and spasm several times during the ride.

“I need to let go, Laura.”

“Go ahead, let go, shoot it inside me, Phillipe. I want you to.”

Williamson increased the speed of his thrusting, grabbed her around the throat and squeezed as he shot jets of his come over and over deep within her s*x. Each time he shot his sperm; he squeezed her around the throat and grabbed her by the hair. After several convulsions, he pulled out, picked her up, put her in his lap and kissed her deeply with his mouth. They pulled into the condo’s underground garage. He smoothed the back of her dress down over her hips and helped her out of the limo. They rode the elevator up, his strong arm around his waist. Laura was feeling light headed from not eating and a little sore from being ridden hard in the limo. The doors opened into Williamson’s luxurious Penthouse condo and he took her by the hand and walked her across the foyer to the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the California coastline below. It was the most beautiful view Laura had ever seen. She felt as if she had just stepped into the beachfront home she had always dreamed of living in one day.

“What a beautiful home you have, Phillipe.”

“It is, but there’s one pretty thing missing and that’s you. Now that you’re here, I don’t want you ever to leave. If I had my way, I’d keep you chained up here as my little love slave.”

“Phillipe…”

“Come with me, Laura. I just need it once more, then we can relax, have some food and talk. Let’s go into the Entertainment Room. We won’t be disturbed in there.”

Williamson took her by the arm and led her into a large room with three long black couches and a long coffee table in the middle, with a huge flat screen TV mounted on the opposite wall. He put a pillow on the floor in front of a couch.

“Laura, kneel in front of me and take off my pants. I’m hard again and I have a sharp pain in my pelvis. It’s killing me. If you make me come again, it should go away for a few hours. I’ve been longing for this since the moment I saw you in my club. Suck on me, Laura, until I come. Would you do that for me? Then I promise you we will have a long talk.”

“Would it make you feel a little better down there?

“It would, Laura.”

Looking Williamson in the eye, Laura kneeled on the pillow in front of him, put her two hands behind her back and slowly unzipped the back of her white dress and let it fall off her shoulders. She had nothing on underneath, except for her high heels, which she kept on for him. As she leaned in closely to unbutton his white business shirt, he squeezed her breasts together in his hand, moaned, and did not let them go.

“Hmmm… Mine…”

She pulled his shirt over his broad shoulders, admiring the thick veins that ran over the muscles on his arms. She ran her fingertips over his skin, brushing them lightly down his ribcage to the handsome contours of his striated abs and below his belly to his belt buckle. She removed the belt, unzipped his pants and pulled off his boxers and trousers. He let go of her long enough so that she could bend forward to remove his socks and shoes, rubbing her breasts down the skin of his legs. She looked up, marveling at the size of his massive erection, easily three times as long and thick as her husband’s, though Stephen’s shaft was nearly as impressive in length. Laura put his clothes and shoes to the side and stared at Phillipe’s erection.

What am I supposed to do with this monstrous thing?

She couldn’t believe his whole shaft fit so well inside her in the limo.

It will never fit in my mouth as well as Stephen’s did.

Though she was nervous, Laura knew she had to try to tame the beast, or else she wouldn’t be able to talk to Phillipe about her release.

“You have such a pretty body, Phillipe.”

“No one has ever called it pretty.”

“It is to me.”

“Thank you, my sub.”

Somehow Williamson had gotten a hold of the diamond choker.

Did he carry it around with him?

He attached the collar to Laura’s throat again and held his hands over it in a proprietary way.

He’s collared me. I’m his.

The collar around her neck triggered Laura’s desire. She touched his shaft and lifted it to lick the underside of the reddish shaved smooth skin of his scrotum, taking as much of each one as she could into her wet mouth and suckled upon them. She liked the feel of it in her mouth and Laura licked this vulnerable part of Phillipe over and over, tracing with her tongue the thin veins that ran like the tributaries of a blue river just under the thin transparent layer of his skin. Williamson breathed out and moaned with pleasure.

I’m cheating on Stephen and Roger, but if Phillipe signs the paper, Stephen and I can be together. When Roger comes home, I’ll only be with him…

Laura put her thoughts aside and focused on the erotic pleasure of bringing her Dom to orgasm with her lips, tongue and mouth. She took her time licking her way up to the very tip of his shaft, swirling her tongue over the thick warm rim, feeling its soft curves under her tongue. Laura saw a drop of fluid appear at the tip of his shaft and she immediately licked up the sweet white cream with her tongue. She squeezed his shaft and another drop appeared and she sucked it into her mouth. Suddenly she felt very dizzy and began to see spots in her visage. She had noticed a pitcher of water on the table.

“My Lord, may I have a glass of water?”

“Oh yes, certainly.”

As in his office, he poured Laura a glass of cold water and held it to her lips. She drank the whole refreshing glass from Phillipe’s hand.

“Thank you, My Lord. I feel much better now.”

She dived back down on the tip of his p***s and sucked as hard as she could, while tugging on his shaft with one hand and holding his large full scrotum in the palm of her other hand. She felt herself becoming weak and knew she was nearly exhausted, but kept trying to make him come in her mouth. Laura wished he was easier to bring to an orgasm, as Stephen was the night before. As in her fantasy, Williamson thick shaft brought tears to her eyes. She pulled her mouth off the head of his p***s, breathing out deeply.

“Come to me, sub. Don’t be afraid. Let me help you.”

With his two strong arms he picked Laura off the floor by her waist and put her onto his lap. She straddled him and he speared her deeply with his long shaft. It slid within the walls of her slick sheath and Williamson thrust into her rapidly, her large breasts bouncing freely upon her chest in rhythm with the thrusting. She started seeing spots again and she shut her eyes, hoping they would go away.

“Oh, Phillipe, please come inside me now. Please fill me with your come. Then pull out. I want to see what you taste like, My Lord.”

The sexy talk put Williamson over the edge and he exploded inside her womb again in several bursts and spasms. When she thought he done, he pulled out and a second round came shooting out onto her breasts.

This is an incredible amount of come.

Her lips found his p***s and her mouth filled almost instantly and she swallowed, before another mouthful was on its way.

Where’s the turnoff switch on this thing?

When she tilted her head back, Laura choked slightly; trying to swallow the second mouthful, then everything went black…

She was lying in bed when she woke up, feeling a pleasant wetness deep within the walls of her s*x. Williamson was sucking on the bud of her c******s when he felt her stir. He pulled his tongue out and gave her a tender kiss on her lips. She felt wetness on her lips, blinked twice and opened her eyes.

“Sleeping Beauty awakes. Did you have a nice rest?”

“Yes.”

Laura tried to move and found she was chained to the bed by fur-lined handcuffs attached to the four bedposts, her legs and arms spread widely apart, as in her s****l fantasy. Williamson slipped his shaft inside her wet stimulated opening.

“Oh, baby, I’ve been licking and kissing you for an hour. I’m so sore. I’ve just got to come inside you again.”

“You know you’re allowed to take me any time you want, Phillipe. You don’t have to ask my permission. What happened?”

“I think you fainted, then took a nap.”

“Come inside me now, then feed me, I’m starving…”

Williamson came again almost immediately this time, shooting his jets of come into her sheath, pulling out and drenching her belly and breasts in his thick white cream, then positioned himself at her mouth so she could suck out and swallow the last full mouthful. When he was finished, he pulled himself out of her mouth and released her.

“Hmmm. That tasted good, honey. But when I said I was starving, I meant for solid food, not the liquid kind you can provide, though it did taste quite nice, My Lord.”

I should probably stop teasing him, if I want him to sign my release.

“Oh, of course, my sweet hungry little sub. How thoughtless of me. I’ll have our chef prepare you a meal right away.”

Though she was embarrassed to be almost practically nude, Williamson insisted she not wear clothes as he took her to dinner, though he did compromise about allowing her to wear a pair of stockings. Williamson introduced Laura to members of his ogling staff. At dinner Laura devoured a delicious fillet of sole topped with ginger slices, creamed spinach, ate fresh baked bread with butter and felt herself come back to life.

“Are you embarrassed that I introduced you to my staff without clothes on?”

“It’s funny, I don’t really mind being naked in front of people, maybe I’m a closet nudist. I kind of liked you showing me off like that.”

“I’m going to take you out of the closet you’ve been hiding in all these years, Laura.”

“I think you already have, Phillipe. Also please be sure to pass on my thanks to your chef. It was delicious.”

“He’s great, isn’t he? I stole him away from Wolfgang Puck. He’s still mad at me.”

Laura looked at a digital clock across the room. It was nearly 7. She would have to get her release signed, shower and get out of his clutches soon or she would be late for her meeting with Stephen.

“Would you like anything else, Laura?”

“A cup of strong coffee with cream and sugar if you don’t mind.”

Williamson nodded at one of his servants standing against the wall. A moment later he returned, pouring Laura a cup of coffee.

“Thank you,” Laura said to the servant.

“Now can we finally talk, or do you want to molest me for a fourth time this afternoon.”

“No, Laura. I think you’ve fully satisfied me for the afternoon. We can talk. What can I do for you?”

“Phillipe, you’re probably not going to like this, especially after the wonderful time we had this afternoon, but I need you to release me, in writing, as your sub.”

“Never.”

“Hear me out.”

“I don’t care what you say. I will do anything for you. I will give you full access to my $750 Million fortune by contract, right now, which you are set to inherit when I die. I’ll have my lawyers draw up the will and you can sign it within an hour, but I can never release you. I collared you first. I’m the lucky Dom. You’re mine.”