Phoenyx: Flesh & Fire (9 page)

“Oh yes,” he gasped, “suck me. Please. You look so damn hot like that, your beautiful lips wrapped around me.”

I craned my neck to pull the rest of it in, feeling the tip hit the back of my throat. I drew a deep breath up my nose and slurped around him, still stroking his bulging veins. I slipped my other hand underneath him and weighed up his balls.

“Harder,” he hissed, “please. I need to come. Make me come, Phoenyx.”

I wasn’t quite sure how to do that, so I just kept on doing what I was doing, only more enthusiastically, and hoped that would have the effect.

He wriggled in closer and I felt his hands through my hair, pulling my wavy locks tight around his fingers. I pulled against his touch, feeling my scalp bristle, and then I understood why Olivia loved that sensation. I jerked my head side to side, taking his cock with me, and loving that feeling as it mingled and blended with the divine toying from Alfreda between my legs. I’d almost forgotten what she was doing, so focused had I been on Udo, until she pulled my clitoris out and I nearly screamed and choked at the same time, with that exquisite, piercing sensation which danced all through my nerves. My stifled cry helped me to jerk Udo harder than ever and I felt the skin slide back fully, and suddenly it spasmed in my mouth and hot jets of sperm hit my throat. I gulped and gagged, but held my composure, keeping him there, rubbing him harder as he pumped and jerked and dragged my hair in his ecstasy, and I thrashed against him in mine.

“Fuck yeah,” he gurgled, “baby, you—”

I completely missed the rest because that’s when Alfreda flicked some kind of switch within me and forced me to squeal aloud with new and unique sensations which I’d never experienced in my life before – not in any of my moist fantasy moments, not even in the recent reality of Olivia in WOW’s ladies’ department. I arched and jerked and fell back over the bed, releasing Udo’s cock. It trailed a long goopy string of
that
stuff which dumped over my chin and cheek, and he smeared the wet dripping end of his organ across my lips. I just lay there, grinning and whimpering as the pair of them teased and tweaked my body for all our mutual delight.

“Mm, you know what? She does taste like honey,” Alfreda mumbled from what seemed a very long way away, both in time and place. “You weren’t kidding, Olivia.”

I looked up again. Olivia was leant back against the wall, licking her glistening fingers as she rubbed herself gently.

“Told you. Phoenyx is a sweetheart. Did that work for you, Udo?”

He was still stroking the end of his cock back and forth between my lips, while I flicked my tongue out against it.

“Heavy duty,” he wheezed. “She just milked me dry, man. She can deep throat like a real pro. Fuck the stage, man; she should be in movies with a hot mouth like that.”

That was a wonderful idea. I felt my head sag heavily against the bed as my eyes sank shut again, darkness wrapping around me like a lover and carrying me off to such crazy and wonderful Technicolor dreams.

I awoke slowly, vaguely aware of someone close by. I knew I wasn’t in my own bed, although I couldn’t place it at first. Then I unstuck my eyes and found myself gazing at a vision, some very pretty elfin woman who I must have dreamt about. Then I saw the sweet herbal smoke curling up from the cigarette between her fingers, and her pale lips parted in a smile.

“Hey, baby,” she whispered. “Welcome back.”

I opened my eyes wide and struggled to sit up, but my body couldn’t really be bothered obeying orders. And the scene wasn’t complete – I was in someone else’s bed, but there were other presences I hadn’t seen yet. Then, as if to reassure me, a long sinewy hand swept over my thigh and hip.

“You’re such a treasure, Phoenyx darling,” Olivia’s voice said above me. “I’ll guess you’re just a little stoned, though. Not to mention, tired. Want to go home now?”

“Aw, don’t take her away, baby,” the elf-woman purred. “Not yet. I’ve been stroking myself here watching her sleep. Here, want to try this?”

She passed the cigarette to the front of my face. I tried to focus my blurry eyes on it and just about managed to take it between my fingers. I’d never smoked, although I’d seen my mother do it often enough before she stopped, so I sucked on it and watched the burning end flare up red. The hit rolled up my nose and down my throat, crawling into my brain and stabbing me in the backs of my eyes. It wasn’t totally unpleasant, but it would certainly take some getting used to. I stifled a cough and handed it back before I made an ass of myself, or an even bigger mess of my head.

“I’ve been stroking myself, too,” another voice said right behind me, and then I felt the warm breath on my back, sneaking all over my bare shoulders. I twisted around to find a young man lying there, grinning at me under his messy, shaggy fringe. My eyes instinctively wandered from his face, over his chest and down to the long bulging cock which protruded from his fist.

“Udo,” I said, finally able to put a name to the cock. “Hi.” I looked up to where Olivia was standing over me, expecting an answer to a question she’d asked me what felt like a year ago now. “No, I don’t wanna go home,” I said. “I’m fine here.”

“That’s the girl. Told you it would be okay, didn’t I?”

The fair-haired woman sparked a lighter against her cigarette and a big grey cloud surrounded her head for a moment.

“Alfreda,” I said, suddenly remembering her name.

“Uh, not quite,” she laughed drily. “I’m Daisy, her half-sister, but we are very alike and a pair of real hippie chicks, so it gets confusing. But Alfreda told me so much about you; I had to come through to check you out for myself.”

Olivia leaned in between Udo and me. “I think what Daisy’s trying to say is that she’s horny, and wondering if she can entice you into a little foreplay?”

“Sounds cool,” I said.

“She’s not the only one,” Udo said at my shoulder. “Can we share you again, Phoenyx?”

“Hmm,” I sighed, tingling and twitching all over again. “Come on, then.” I reached behind me and found his cock with my fingers. It felt like shaking hands with an old friend again. I wriggled up onto my hands and knees, leaning over Daisy as she spread herself wide open and pushed her moist, pouting labia up towards me, peeking out from between her bushy clump of hair. I felt Udo’s hands on my hips and then Olivia was beside me, resting a hand on my shoulder.

“Are you sure about this?” she asked me.

“I’m sure,” I said, and wiggled my ass against Udo. “Come and fuck me, honey.”

Just saying those words made me feel sexy, powerful, excited; it was a bit like stripping, really, only a hundred times more so, knowing that I was going to get a real physical reaction out of it.

“You bet,” Udo whooped. I felt his fingers probing between my ass cheeks, tickling me, and making me laugh as I buried my head between Daisy’s thighs.

Up above, I heard Daisy say, “Olivia? Come sit on my face, baby. Let’s all get fucked good now, okay?”

I glanced behind to check on Udo and saw him spitting into his palms and rubbing it all over his cock.

“Ready?” he asked, reaching out a hand to stroke my cheek.

I nodded, and nibbled on his finger. I watched as he poked the head of his organ between my labia. I sucked his finger, feeling his shaft push into me, inch by inch, squeezing its way through my passage. His eyes met mine and I silently urged him on, feeling him squeeze me wider than anything I’d had the pleasure of pushing up there in the past. My mother would have smacked me senseless if she’d known the things I had gotten up to with the contents of the refrigerator salad bin.

“Ohh,” I shuddered, and let his finger go. He poked and prodded me, slithering gently inside me until it seemed his cock was extending forever.

“Good girl,” he whispered. “Let’s go slow and easy, okay?”

I nodded and turned back, having forgotten about Daisy until then. Olivia was now straddling her head, lifting herself up just enough for me to see Daisy’s tongue worming between her thighs, and then I got down and busy with Daisy’s delights. If this was a normal weekend for Olivia, then I could see how she was always so relaxed and happy at the Klub.

As Udo slid in and out of me, I squeezed my tongue as deep into Daisy as I could. Her clitoris was thick and swollen, and I stroked it between my fingers, making her writhe and moan underneath Olivia. Olivia reached back and stroked my head, entwining my hair around her hand and tugging it gently in the way that she loved, and which I was growing to really like, too.

“Is this heaven, Phoenyx?” she sighed in between gasps and grunts of pleasure from Daisy’s tongue.

“Hmmhphm,” I replied, tasting Daisy’s juices as Udo’s thrusting pushed me deep into her hard pelvic bone.

“Slip your fingers inside me, darling,” she whispered. “This beautiful creature is doing heavenly things to my clitty, and I’m going to cum big-time.”

I ran my hands up over Daisy’s slim, lithe body; stroking the line from her pubic mound up to her belly, touching her breasts and pulling on the fat, hardened nipples. Daisy’s hand grabbed one of mine and rubbed it over her teat, making her buck and wriggle under me. I explored Olivia’s ass with my other hand, taking care not to poke her anywhere too hard. I followed the trail of warm fluid up to her parted labia and squeezed a couple of fingers between them.

“Deeper,” Olivia begged, and I sank my fingers in up to the knuckles.

“More,” she went on. “More, baby. Don’t be afraid. Try your whole fist.”

The very idea smacked me around the head, forcing me to break off from pleasuring Daisy’s exquisite cunt.

“My what?” I gasped.

“Your fist, babe. Trust me; I’ve taken more than that in the past.”

I looked up at my hand, unbelieving how
that
could fit inside anyone without pushing their guts out through their ass. She obviously sensed my continued alarm as she took my hand in hers and gently squeezed my fingers together.

“You’ll be okay, trust me,” she assured me. “I’m an old pro at this...I lost my virginity in a gang bang when I was sixteen and never looked back. That’s nearly ten long years of hard, crazy fucking, darling.”

“And your pussy’s still tight as a drum,” Udo laughed in reply. “You’re a miracle, Olivia.”

I’d almost forgotten again what I was supposed to be doing to Daisy when I decided I didn’t really want to see what Olivia was making me do to her. I felt her guide my fist into her, squeezing aside her lips and working it into her with deep slurping and bubbling sounds. I kept my attention on Daisy’s divine mound, even if her wiry pubes were in danger of getting up my nose and making me sneeze at any moment. I wondered if
that
was some kind of sexual game for some people, as well.

I was so into keeping Daisy’s juices flowing over my tongue, and enjoying Udo’s regular pushing from behind, that I didn’t realize that my fist was actually all the way up in Olivia – until she grabbed a clump of my hair in her hand, and pulled my attention back around.

“You see, baby? Stay right there – don’t move. Just relax now. Let me fuck your fist – leave it all to me – Daisy’s just about to make me flood.”

And then she came, screaming and throwing my head to the side. She let me go and I got busy with Daisy’s clit again just as the first wave of Olivia’s cum came washing down over Daisy’s body and ran over my tongue. I squeezed her little pink bud between my fingers and Daisy’s hips bucked, squirming under me as her jetting gush hit me in the face. I lapped her up as she and Olivia squealed and writhed together, grabbing and squeezing each other’s tits as Udo doubled his rhythm, smacking me underneath with his balls.

“Hold on tight, baby,” he warned, “Here I come.”

I was close as well now, and the sight of Olivia’s pussy stretched around my fist, oozing fluid, brought me to the edge. I slapped a palm down onto my ass cheek, making it sting, and wormed a finger inside to the edge of my ass just as Udo shot his first volley into me and threw me headlong over Daisy’s undulating torso. I squeezed that finger to my rim – as deep as I’d ever dared, for there was always something forbidden about that, I felt – and then I came, sobbing and shrieking against Daisy’s breasts as my pussy tunnel milked every drop out of Udo’s prick. I felt it running back out of me, washed out with my own rivers of Babylon and making long trails of moist heat down my thighs.

“Fuck yes,” he screamed, and slapped my ass cheek. I pressed myself as hard against him as I could, spearing myself on all those thick beautiful inches as the fires of heaven roared through me, making my head spin and my vision slide from darkness to blazing light, and back to normality. When I recovered, the four of us lay wrapped around each other across that bed, glistening and glowing with each other’s sex.

“Shame Alfreda crashed out,” Daisy said at last, the first one to speak once the afterglow had begun to fade a little. “She’s going to be
so
jealous when she wakes up and finds out what she missed.”

Udo ran his hand over my thigh as he lay behind me, face pressed into the back of my neck.

“Well then, we’ll just have to do it all over again some other time when she is around. Won’t we, ladies?”

“Hm, I don’t know that I want to share all of you yet, y’know,” Daisy laughed. “Maybe we can make a date.”

Olivia reached out and took my hand in hers, the one which had – beyond all my comprehension – managed to fit inside her and provide such overwhelming pleasure.

“Maybe we can, darling,” she smiled. “Phoenyx, you up for a five-some some time?”

I nodded, grinning too much for words. Half of me still didn’t believe that any this had really happened, and that I would wake up soon on the sofa with Boris pushing his face into my neck to tell me that it was long past his breakfast time.

“Hmm,” I smirked, and fell back beside Olivia as Udo’s hand found its way between my legs. “But not
right
now.”

I was an adult now, finally. And I was going to love every minute of it if this was how it was going to be.

Chapter Four

Jazz in the Key of ‘F’

“Get some sleep now,” Olivia called after me as I fell out of her car at some ridiculous hour of the early morning. The sky was pink and grey and the City had barely woken up yet – and here was me, seeking to go back to bed again, recovering from more debauchery than I had ever imagined I could see in all my life.