Thirty-one

“YOU CAN IF YOU WANT TO,” June said next to me.

“Hmm?”

“You are so ripped,” she said examining my stomach with her fingers. “I know you wanted to touch me when you took my shirt off. You can if you want to.”

“Really?”

She took my hand and led me over to the daybed we’d brought over from the studio. She stretched out on it and patted the seat beside her. I sat and she pulled my hand to her.

“If you put your hand right here on my tummy, you can slide it under the T-shirt.” She placed my hand against her bare skin and pushed it up. I let my hand glide across her silky skin until I felt the rise of her breast. “Go ahead. Please? I’ve wanted to feel your hands on me ever since the Bacchanalia party. You were so restrained that night.”

“That night was about the painting,” I said as I continued my journey up the slight mound of her breast to caress the hardened nipple at the top. “This one’s about the posing.” She closed her eyes and sighed. She pressed her cheek against my bare chest.

“Two years ago, I never would have allowed something like this. I was so shocked when I found out about your relationship with Melody and Lissa and ... I took Rick home that night and fucked his lights out. Something clicked. I wasn’t the proper, submissive little Korean girl I thought I was. Not long after that, Rick and I broke up.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, just pinch my nipples a little. Oh. Yeah, like that. If you slide your hand down, you might find that I don’t have panties on.”

Huh? I was sure she had panties on when I started, but when I glanced down, I could clearly see her dark, trimmed bush. She tugged at my arm just a little, pointing it in the direction she wanted and I let my hand drift down to cover her mons. I could feel her hand on my cock outside my jeans.

“I think you are too thick for my little Asian pussy, Tony, but you can use your fingers. Please use your fingers. Maybe when I get braver, I’ll let you try your cock. But I don’t think you’ll fit. Yes! Right there. Even your finger is tight in my pussy. Oh yeah. I need a good come.”

It seemed that she got it. I slid my fingers around and into her wet pussy and manipulated her clit with my thumb as I kissed her deeply. Her grip on my cock tightened until it was almost painful and I thought about what it would be like if her pussy was really that tight. I let my finger continue to slide in and out of her for a minute as she came down, thinking about how tight she would be around my cock. Shit!

“The pressure’s been so intense this term,” she whispered. “Thank you. I needed that.”

“The night’s young, June,” I said. She smiled and pushed me away.

“Find someone who can take that beautiful cock in her pussy and fuck her,” she said. I stood and surveyed the surroundings as June went upstairs for refreshments. I didn’t think she was the first to get off tonight. Lissa sidled up to me and kissed me. She pulled my hand to her face, breathed deeply, and then licked my fingers.

“Mmm. I might have to try that from the source,” she said. “Relax and enjoy yourself, Tony. I certainly am.” Lissa drifted away I glanced over where Tonya and Whitney were pressing Amy against the wall in a corner. They’d played partners racquetball all season and now Tonya was just a few days from graduation and wouldn’t be coming back. It looked to me like the two of them had really made a connection—at least over Amy. Melody, Bree, Amanda, and Rachel disappeared up the stairs in the direction June had gone. I glanced to my right and saw Wendy at the entrance to the downstairs hall. As soon as she knew she had my attention, she tapped her necklace and turned to go to her room. I was worried that she couldn’t cope with this and hurried after her. No matter what was available, if one of my ladies needed me, in any way, I was going to be with her.

Instead of being in her room on her knees, Wendy was waiting for me outside her door.

“Master, forgive me for being so forward,” she began.

“Tiger, you know you can have my attention at any time.”

“But I have brought you to a present,” she said. “May I help you with her?” I grinned. Whatever Wendy had on her mind, it was okay with me. She opened her door and we pushed into the room.

It was Wendy’s candlelit chamber that we entered. I wondered what the scent was that she was using tonight. My smell memory is crappy but just the aroma was arousing. I didn’t have time to consider that, though as Wendy started to lower my pants and I scanned the rest of the room. That’s when my eyes reached the bed and I saw Rio.

She was spread-eagle on the bed with silk cords tying her hands to the headboard and her feet to the footboard. I didn’t think they were seriously tight, but I checked to make sure that if she could free herself. Wendy pressed her finger to my lips. Rio was blindfolded and wouldn’t know who was in the room with Wendy, if anyone.

“Are you back?”

“It will all be okay now,” Wendy said.

“Can you help me? Can you make me come without hitting me?” Rio asked. “If you can’t, it’s okay. You can spank me, or bite me, or twist my nipples. It doesn’t take much. Just a little pain to push me over the edge. Please, Wendy?”

“I’ll help you.” Wendy motioned me down between Rio’s wide-spread legs where I could see her moisture gathering at the entrance to her cunt. Wendy kissed me and licked me from chin to forehead. She pointed at Rio’s pussy again. I got the message and lowered my face.

At first, Rio thought it was Wendy between her legs, but she amped up her moans when Wendy kissed her and began sucking and nipping at her nipples. Wendy had talked me through a strategy to help Rio and not destroy my self-respect. She told me about unexpected sensations, especially when the recipient is blindfolded. These often have a heightened response because the recipient doesn’t know what to expect and in this case is helpless to resist. I sure hoped it worked.

Rio jokes about being fat, but she’s not grotesquely obese. Stretched out like she was, in fact, she just appeared a little extra soft. It was no difficulty at all for me to push my face between her legs and lick at her juices, her hole, and her clit. I made sure to worship everything, including pushing a finger into her ass, which almost brought her up off the bed with her first little orgasm. After two more, Rio was gasping for the big one, moaning, “Please, please, please.” Wendy handed me my secret weapon. Rio gasped when Wendy lit a wooden match and blew it out just beneath her nose. Rio gasped and tipped into another minor orgasm. That’s when I shoved an ice cube against her clit.