Dark Obsession (16 page)

Crispian’s right hand encircled her left breast, forcing it upwards so that he could lick and suck the whole of the surface area and all the time his other hand, covered by the massage mitten, continued to arouse her lower body until she was squirming against the bed cover just as Tania had squirmed against her knees.

‘Would you like me to use a clitoral ring again?’ he whispered against her ear, and Annabel cried out with excitement. It was easy for him to slip a copper circle over her nub, standing proudly erect from the swollen tissue, and once that was in place it was all that Annabel could think about.

She was frantic for his tongue, still working on her breasts, to caress it, to travel along her inner lips and dart into her sex, but he ignored the most vital spot and instead concentrated on continuing to massage her inner thighs and the very base of her belly, pressing firmly over the pubic bone until the ache of need became almost unbearable.

Annabel began to twist and turn, trying to find some way of forcing him into touching the now enclosed clitoris. At last, with a soft laugh, he slid down her body, removed the mitten and after applying more of the lotion to his fingers began to rub in circles just beneath her nub of pleasure.

Annabel could hear her own cries of excitement. She was swollen and open to him, and his clever, practised movements were increasing the rate of the pulse deep inside her while searing shards of pleasure kept shooting through her whole body like slivers of glass.

Crispian turned his head towards his stepsister. ‘I think I’ll let her come now,’ he said quietly, and Tania glared at him, her eyes dark with fury and sexual desire. ‘She’ll probably be quite noisy; I hope that doesn’t bother you,’
he
added, and then turned back to the frantic figure on the bed.

At last Annabel felt his tongue circling the opening to her sex, drawing out her secretions and spreading them upwards along her inner channel until he reached the imprisoned clitoris. He blew very lightly on it and if it hadn’t been trapped in the ring it would have retracted but he knew that no matter what he did it would stay in place, waiting for the final trigger that would release all of Annabel’s pent-up excitement.

‘Ready?’ he teased her.

‘Hurry, please!’ cried Annabel, her whole body now so tight and needy that she felt she’d explode if he didn’t let her come. Carefully he used his hands to part her sex lips even more fully and for a moment he studied her swollen damp tissue as Annabel bucked and jerked in an effort to reach his tongue. Then, at last, he lowered his head and let his tongue drift in lazy circles around the metal ring. This simply increased Annabel’s excitement until she was almost delirious with pleasure. When he judged that the moment was right, Crispian slipped off the tiny constriction and quickly drew the now free clitoris into his mouth, letting his tongue roll round and round it as he kept it between his lips.

For Annabel the movement provided the most exquisite sensation she could ever remember and at last her whole body exploded into its long-awaited climax. She screamed aloud at the intensity of the searing pleasure that tore through her, sending tingles of excitement to the tips of her fingers and toes.

When her body was still again, Crispian gently inserted two fingers into her sex until he reached her cervix. Very slowly he started to play with it, and Annabel’s breathing began to grow more rapid again, as she started to utter tiny mewing sounds of pleasure. He carefully moved the cervix about, using rotating movements of his fingers. No
one
had ever done that to Annabel before and the pleasure was so deep and intense that she could hardly bear it.

Imprisoned on her chair, Tania knew only too well what Crispian was doing and she grew frantic. It was one of the things that she liked best, something that only Crispian had ever done to her, and to watch him doing it to another woman, particularly one as attractive and responsive as Annabel, was torture for her. She cried out in protest, but Crispian ignored her, concentrating solely on Annabel.

‘I can’t stand that any more,’ whispered Annabel as the deep aching pleasure continued. He smiled at her, and moved his hand slightly so that he could rub against her G-spot. Within seconds Annabel was once more bucking beneath him as her body was engulfed in another climax and this time he decided that he couldn’t wait any longer. Before her contractions had died away, Crispian had positioned himself on top of her, pushing his slacks and pants down to his ankles before slipping on a condom and then sliding into the tight warmth of her vagina.

As her vaginal walls contracted around him with the final spasm of her climax, he felt his testicles growing tight. His hips moved swiftly and urgently until the familiar pricking sensation began at the tip of his penis, and then with startling speed he was caught up in his own climax.

Tania saw her beloved stepbrother’s head go back in ecstasy and she watched the frantic thrusting of his hips with increasing fury, a fury that wasn’t helped by her own body’s growing excitement. When he slumped down on top of Annabel, his head resting against her shoulder, Tania felt like screaming at him to get up. The position was too intimate, too affectionate. She didn’t mind sharing him with other women, in fact it always increased her pleasure and they enjoyed comparing notes about the second woman afterwards, but this was different. He wasn’t meant to lie with them as though they were lovers rather than sexual partners.

After a few minutes Crispian raised his head and turned to look at Tania. He was surprised by the expression in her eyes; there was jealousy there, and he could never remember seeing Tania jealous before. He wondered briefly why she should be jealous of Annabel, but it wasn’t a problem that occupied his mind for long. For Crispian there would never be anyone like Tania, and he assumed that she was as aware of this as he was. Just the same, he had to admit that Annabel was a very attractive and stimulating partner and he was delighted that she’d be staying with them for another two weeks. He grinned at his stepsister. ‘Did that sound good to you?’

Tania shrugged. ‘I wasn’t listening.’

‘Did it look good then?’

‘I closed my eyes.’

He laughed aloud. ‘Fibber! You couldn’t close your eyes if you were paid to; I know all about your curiosity. Come on, Annabel. We mustn’t be totally selfish. Tania’s been punished enough now. I think we should reward her for her patience, don’t you?’

Annabel stretched sensuously. Her whole body felt more alive than ever before, and if she’d have preferred it to be Sir Matthew rather than Crispian who’d brought her to such heights of ecstasy that was a small quibble. The pleasure couldn’t have been greater and even now she sensed that she was capable of further enjoyment.

‘Help me untie Tania,’ said Crispian, climbing off the bed and at last removing his clothes so that his slender, well-muscled body was revealed to the two young women. ‘We’ll untie her legs first.’

Naked, Annabel too rose from the bed, and as she removed the cord from around Tania’s left ankle she amazed herself by letting her hand roam up the other woman’s leg until it reached the patch of bare flesh above the stocking top. Here she let her fingers stroke lightly and she heard Tania’s swift intake of breath.

Crispian laughed. ‘That’s right, make sure she’s still
aroused
. I’ve got some special things planned for her, but she has to be ready first.’

‘I’m ready now!’ said Tania angrily, hardly able to bear the soft caress that Annabel was inflicting on her.

When both her legs were free Crispian lifted Tania’s buttocks up from the seat and pulled her panties down, tossing them across the room so that they landed in a frilly heap by the bed. Ordering Annabel to move away for a moment, he moved his right hand upwards and pressed the heel of his hand against Tania’s sex. His fingers tangled in her pubic hair, tugging gently and moving the skin beneath up and down until the first darting streaks of desire began to travel from Tania’s clitoris up into her pelvis, and all the time there was the steady heavy pressure of the heel of his hand to accentuate the sensation.

Tania swallowed hard, her hips shaking despite the restraints of the thick leather belt round her waist, and now Crispian signalled for Annabel to crouch in front of his stepsister. ‘Open her up for me,’ he muttered hoarsely.

Annabel’s fingers were hesitant and as she carefully parted Tania’s outer sex lips, the very gentleness of the touch and the almost awkward way in which she carefully prised the lips apart caused a surge of excitement in Tania. She loved to see people doing things for the first time, expanding their sexual horizons while she watched, and she knew that Annabel had never done anything like this before.

When she was fully opened to him, Crispian brought out a vibrator, inserted it into his mouth until it was damp with his saliva and then eased the head into her vagina, at the same time switching it on to its lowest setting. As it started to throb, Tania tried to push herself lower down the chair so that the vibrator plunged deeper inside her, but her movement was restricted by the belt and she had to allow Crispian to dictate what would happen and when.

Her buttocks tightened against the seat of the chair and when Crispian withdrew the head and let it play against
the
sensitive band of flesh that ran between her front and rear openings she almost screamed. Although the feelings were delicious they were still delicate, like butterflies fluttering against her, and she wanted something firmer and harder.

‘Unlace her basque,’ Crispian told Annabel. ‘When her breasts are free, use this pleasure whip on them.’ Tania moaned with delight and Crispian frowned at her. ‘Keep quiet or you won’t be allowed it.’

She bit on her lip. The soft latex pleasure whip was one of her favourite playthings. The feel of it when it fell across her flesh, firm enough to sting and yet soft enough to caress, could bring her to orgasm within seconds if applied correctly. Crispian saw a slight seepage from her opening and smiled. Playing games with Tania was so rewarding.

Annabel quickly unlaced the basque and then her hands were grasping Tania’s full breasts. She let her fingertips dig into them, massaging them in the way that she herself liked, which brought a quick gasp of surprise from Tania. Then she took the band of black latex with its tiny wooden handle from Crispian and with her eyes locked onto Tania’s, flicked it firmly across the tops of each of the swelling globes.

Tania’s whole body jerked against its constraints and her breasts – already thrusting out more than usual because her arms were pinned behind her – thrust forward still more and she had to bite on her lip to stop another moan of ecstasy from escaping.

As Annabel continued to ply the pleasure whip, Crispian reinserted the vibrator into his stepsister’s vagina, but deeper this time, and when he moved it round in circles, stimulating each of her vaginal walls in turn, Annabel increased the force of her blows. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Tania’s body arched as far as its bonds would allow and with a hastily muffled gasp she was engulfed by her first orgasm.

While she was still in the throes of the muscular contractions
Crispian
unfastened her from the chair and carried her to the bed. Here he laid her face down on the bed, a pillow thrust hastily beneath her stomach. Sitting astride the backs of her thighs, he inserted one finger inside her rectum so that the dying embers of the orgasm were fanned back into life and even more intense contractions swept over her.

Annabel watched in silence, ashamed to realise that despite her own pleasuring she was ready for more now. Without thinking what she was doing her hands went to her own breasts and she manipulated her nipples until they were standing out tight and hard. Crispian looked at her and smiled. ‘Rub your nipples over Tania’s back while I fetch something else she likes. Use some lubricating jelly as well, that should give you both pleasure.’

Quickly Annabel did as he’d suggested. As he moved off the bed she took his place, and within seconds she was moving her tight breasts smoothly down Tania’s spine, their pathway made easier by the application of jelly, and soon both women were uttering sighs of delight.

As Tania moved her hips restlessly against the mattress, Crispian returned, climbed on the bed and positioned Annabel so that she was sitting by the other girl’s side. Then he squeezed some transparent gel onto his hand and signalled for Annabel to open his stepsister’s buttocks. Carefully she separated the softly rounded crescents, revealing the dark, puckered opening between. Tania gave a squeal of excitement and Crispian tapped her on the base of her spine with a finger. ‘Sshh!’ he cautioned her and she buried her head deeper in the bed to muffle her sounds.

Wide-eyed, Annabel watched as Crispian held up four round balls suspended on a slim piece of cord. She pulled Tania’s buttocks as wide apart as she could and then Crispian spread the gel around the opening that twitched and shrank from the invading coolness.

Now Tania was uttering cries of excitement that even the mattress couldn’t muffle, and as Crispian eased the
first
ball inside her back passage she gave a loud squeal and her head turned from side to side. ‘Yes! Oh, yes!’ she shouted, and Annabel felt excitement sliding through her belly at the scene.

Crispian took his time, but eventually all four balls were inserted, and then he handed a remote power control to Annabel. ‘There are three settings. Start on the lowest. I’ll tell you when I want it increased. All right?’ Speechless, Annabel nodded. ‘They’re incredibly arousing, you must try them some time,’ he continued. ‘Once they start throbbing it drives you wild, as you’ll see from Tania!’

Annabel could imagine it only too well. Suddenly she wished that she was the one lying naked, face down on the bed, awaiting this delicious thrill, and at the prospect her nipples hardened. Crispian ran a hand lightly over her breasts. ‘I see you’re enjoying yourself! You mustn’t be greedy, though; it’s Tania’s turn.’

With Annabel clutching the remote control, Crispian was free to turn Tania onto her back and at last she was looking up at him, her eyes glazed at the prospect of the sensations that awaited her. Crispian’s hands gripped her hips and he pressed her down slightly, just at the moment that he signalled for Annabel to start the balls pulsating. Tania felt them throbbing within her, felt them stimulating the highly sensitive nerve endings of the thin rectal walls. The vibrations began to travel through her, moving from back to front until she was gyrating desperately within Crispian’s grip, her breasts and abdomen covered in a thin sheen of perspiration as the tension within her grew.