Hot Summer Nights

Chapter 7

Lifting Shannon from her position on his lap, Michael stood her on her feet, hands still behind her back, and reached out to lightly pinch her n*****s. She would never have believed the streaks of pain would give her such intense pleasure. And when he leaned forward and licked the tip of each one, she had all she could do to control herself.

"Now," he said, palming her breasts. 'The next thing for you to remember is you must never come until I tell you to. Is that understood?"

Shannon gritted her teeth, knowing a climax roiled just beneath the surface, and nodded.

"I didn't hear you," Mike said, pinching a n****e.

"Yes, Master," she gasped out. "I understand."

"Good. You may unclasp you hands. I want to see you on your knees. Now."

Shannon was grateful for the relief the movement of her arms gave her, and dropped to her knees as gracefully as she could.

"Open my trousers and take out my c**k," Mike ordered.

His slacks didn't require a belt, so she unbuttoned the waist, pulled the zipper down and slid her hand inside. Her eyes widened when she realized he was commando. There was nothing between her hand and his very large, very swollen p***s.

"I'm going to stand up," he told her, "and take these off. You've seen my c**k many times. Touched it. Stroked it. Now I want to see it with your lips around it while you cradle my balls."

Someone this was something the two of them had never gotten to before, but Shannon was so aroused by the thought of it she had her lips halfway down his shaft before his hands clamped on the sides of her head.

"Easy, easy. This requires finesse, just like everything else."

"S-Sorry, Master." She drew her mouth back and licked a trail along the underside of his shaft. It twitched in response.

"Balls, Shannon," he reminded her.

Obediently her hand slid between his muscular thighs and cradled the sac that hung there, warm and covered with a fine layer of hair. Her fingers manipulated his testicles as her mouth moved up and down on his c**k. When she drew back and swiped her tongue over the purple head, probing the slit with the tip. His hands tightened on her head. He moved it this way and that, adjusting the angle and forcing himself into her mouth again.

Little by little she took the entire length into her mouth, instinctively suppressing the gag reflex as the flared head slid along the roof of her mouth and deeper into her throat. Tightening her lips around him. He filled her completely, hot and hard, the outer skin like velvet on her tongue.

Without warning he moved her head back and pulled out of her mouth.

"Enough. I'm not ready to come yet, although the thought of my semen spurting down your throat makes me harder than a spike." He tilted her head up so his eyes were on hers. "Why didn't we ever do this before? Why didn't you ever tell me you wanted to try new things?"

She dropped her eyes. "I was afraid. Of what you'd think of me." Then she looked back up at him. "Why didn't you ever tell me what you really wanted?"

The same wry grin as before. "I was afraid. Of what you'd think of me."

She smiled back at him. "We've wasted a lot of time, haven't we?"

"But not any more." He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on top of his trousers.

Shannon sucked in her breath at the sight of him. His body never failed to turn her on, but now she was seeing it in a whole new light. Broad shoulders, sculpted abs, dark curls on his chest arrowing down to his groin. Magnificent c**k rising from its cradle of curls. Muscular thighs lightly dusted with the same dark hair.

Unconsciously she licked her lips and Mike smiled at her.

"We're going to have a very good time, Shannon. A very good time." He sat back down in the chair. "Turn around, back up to me and bend over," he ordered. "Grab your ankles and don't move."

Shannon thought the position very awkward but she arranged herself with as much grace as she could manage. Mike's fingers opened the lips of her p***y and one of them traced her vaginal opening lightly.

"So wet," he murmured. "Tonight this juicy cunt will take more c**k than it's ever had, feel more tongues and fingers than ever before. And no matter how much you get, you'll keep begging for more."

His hands moved away and when they returned one finger, covered with gel, probed at her anus. "And here, sweet Shannon. You don't know how often I've dreamed of f*****g this hole." He worked the finger inside, massaging the hot tissues, pressing the gel in further and further.

Shannon fought to keep her balance. To keep from falling over. To keep from begging him to take her now. Give her the release her body demanded more and more. When she heard the door to the cabin open and she tried to look up to see who it was, Mike gripped her thighs to keep her in place, then returned his attention to her rectum..

"Head down. When I want you to look, I'll tell you. This is Adam. You've met him. I wanted someone special to share you with this first time."

Oh, god, Adam. Mike's best friend. As light as Mike was dark. Same muscular build, though. Same sensual aura.

Ohmigod.

"Hi, Shannon." His voice was like Mike's warm as chocolate syrup. "I've been looking forward to this ever since Mike mentioned it to me."

"H-Hi, Adam."

"Adam's taking his clothes off, sugar, then we're going to give him his first treat of the evening."

Shannon tried to steady her breathing. "What kind of treat?"

"We don't want that sweet little asshole to hurt too much when we f**k it, so Adam's going to insert a butt plug to help stretch and soften the tissues."

She saw feet moving along the floor, then another pair of hands rested on her ass.

"Man, Michael, you are so right. This has got to be the finest ass in five states." Fingers trailed through the cleft between her cheeks, then one drifted below to her drenched p***y.

"Let's make her more comfortable." Mike's voice, then his strong hands lifting her from her bent position and carrying her to the bed she'd seen in the corner. "On your hands and knees." His voice was gentle but commanding.

Shannon obliged, happy to be in a better balanced position. She too deep breaths as she visualized what was going to happen next.