Sex and the Stranger 2: A Mischief Erotica Collection. Justine Elyot

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      She half-stood as she stepped out of her shorts. Seeing the movement, the zebra looked her way for a moment before dipping his head again. She giggled. The poor, innocent creature had no idea what the rude humans around him were getting up to. Just as the barebacked horse in Mexico would never know how he had contributed to her best holiday ever.

      When she looked through the camera again, her companion put his hands together in silent applause at her little performance. Then, with slow deliberation, he kicked off his shoes. He stood there for a few moments, leaving her to wonder if that was all he was going to do, or if he would continue. Then he smiled and began to unbuckle his belt. Her heart raced. He unzipped his trousers next, casting the occasional glance in her direction. He slid them down and she clicked away at the slow reveal of his well-muscled thighs and runner’s calves. He looked like he spent a lot of time in the sun and it wasn’t hard to imagine him lounging on a beach with her or emerging James Bond-like from the waves.

      But, while his legs were gorgeous, it was what was above them that Nancy was most interested in. He was in black as well, something designer and fitted that showed off the growing bulge. She felt herself grow damp and she pressed her legs together.

      It was her turn again. And this time there were no more layers. She remained on her knees and swallowed hard as she took hold of the hem of her tank top and gradually pulled it up, treating him to a slow reveal of her slim waist, her ribcage, and finally her bare breasts. She kept her arms overhead for a moment, tangling her hands in the scrap of material as if she were tied up. The idea made her dizzy with desire and she closed her eyes, envisioning his strong hands clamping down on her delicate wrists, his warm body pressing down on hers. She did a little dance, gyrating her hips and writhing.

      When she opened her eyes again, he had moved closer. Perhaps he had been inching nearer and nearer all the while because she realised she didn’t need the zoom lens any more to make out his features. Xavier had nothing on this man.

      His eyes locked on hers with a fierce intensity as he freed his erection. The sight of it made her sex pulse so hard it was almost painful. She gave a little sigh of need and sank to her knees in the grass as he crossed the remaining distance to her.

      When he finally stood over her, peering down, she felt her hands flutter to the waistband of her knickers, almost as though he had willed them there. But he stopped her. He crouched down beside her and gently pushed her hands aside. Then he took hold of the material himself and tugged them down firmly over her bottom.

      She gasped, a wave of heat flooding her face. She squeezed her thighs together as her heart throbbed and blood pounded in her ears. For a moment she thought she might actually faint.

      He guided her forward, positioning her on all fours. Grateful not to have to meet his eyes for the moment, Nancy lowered her head, losing herself in the submissive posture.

      Her knickers were bunched around her knees, making her feel even more exposed than if they’d been removed entirely. She wondered if he could see how wet she was. The cool air caressed her sex and made the tiny hairs stand up all over her body.

      When she felt his hand in the small of her back, she trembled. He pushed her – gently, firmly, making her arch her back and push her bottom up. She obeyed the unspoken command, surrendering to the moment and his quiet authority, blushing to the roots of her hair at the thought of how open, exposed and available she was. How completely his she was.

      Then he hit her. She gasped as the flat of his hand came down sharply on her left cheek. She froze, shocked and aroused at the same time. The sting faded to a pleasant warmth that surged through her skin, instantly making her hungry for more. She wriggled a little, inviting him. He obliged with another swat to her right cheek, spreading the stinging warmth through her entire bottom.

      But he didn’t stop there. With a firm, steady rhythm he delivered a series of alternating smacks. First one cheek, then the other. Nancy yelped and whimpered with each one, but he grasped her around the waist and held her still. When she tossed her head at a particularly smart swat, she noticed the zebra watching. The sight of it made her think of Mexico and the bareback moonlit ride that had wrung such an intense climax from her. She wondered if this man could do the same just by spanking her. She blushed deeply at the mere thought of him trying.

      He had adjusted the position of his hand, lowered it just enough to strike the little delta where her bottom met her thighs, just where she was wet and inviting. Each smack sent vibrations through her sex, awakening all her nerve endings. If he carried on he would definitely make her come. She wanted him to. She wanted him to do anything to her. Everything.

      Don’t stop, she urged him silently. Whatever you do, whatever you want to do … just don’t stop!

      He seemed to sense he could get her off just by smacking her. Unless it was obvious from the way she was writhing in his grasp, responding to his masterful touch. He stroked her punished flesh, the warmth of his hand intensifying the warmth in her bottom. Not daring to break the spell with actual words, she moaned, a strangled little sound that unequivocally begged him for more. He traced the line of her spine with his fingers before resting his hand once more on her bottom. She braced herself for another onslaught, but that wasn’t what he had in mind. His touch was gentle now as he slid his hand down to where she wanted attention most of all. She didn’t care how shamelessly wet she was; she just wanted him inside her.

      But he seemed determined to make her wait. He drew his fingers tantalisingly over her nether lips only to move away again, eliciting a little cry of dismay from her. His hands encircled her ribs, finding her breasts. He cupped them softly, fingers sliding back and forth across her nipples. His touch sent hot little pulses through her body like electric shocks. They went all the way to her sex, inflaming the sensitive bundles of nerves down there. Her skin felt alive, every pore hungry for sensation.

      When at last she felt his fingers against her sex, she pressed back against him. Asking, demanding. He laughed softly and slid them along the dewy slit, teasing her open like a flower. She angled her legs apart and arched her back more, offering herself to him. With her body, she begged him to take her, to throw her down in the grass and fuck her like an animal. Her body was aching for it.

      There was no resistance as he slipped one finger inside, then another. She reached back for him and he guided her hand to his erection. She wrapped her fingers around his hard cock, squeezing to make it pulse harder. She could almost taste him, the hot salty meat of him. But her mouth wasn’t where she wanted him the most. Not just now.

      She released his cock and he positioned himself behind her. She expected him to plunge forcefully inside her cunt, filling her in a second. But he made her wait. He pressed the head of his cock against her slick folds, pushing it in slowly, agonisingly slowly, one inch at a time. Nancy pushed back against him, urging him on. But he was in control, and he wanted her to know it. He fisted one hand in her hair, while with the other he held her firmly by the waist and made her take him at his own languid pace. Her head swam with lust, with the feeling of being overpowered, controlled, used. It was exquisite. Not even her most skilled lovers – not even Xavier – had ever done anything like this to her. She never wanted it to stop.

      Finally he was inside her, filling her completely. Her legs felt like water, incapable of holding her up. She clenched her muscles around him and he responded with a sharp intake of breath. He released her hair and tightened both his hands around her waist as he began to thrust, slowly at first, then with more and more force.

      Nancy ground her hips against him, whimpering at the exquisite sensations as he fucked her slow and hard, then faster and faster. She was only vaguely aware of their surroundings, but she bit her lip anyway to keep from crying out. She couldn’t help СКАЧАТЬ