Secretly Seduced: The Interview Series Book One (3 page)

     “Undress me,” said Mike standing by
the bed.  “Slowly, don’t rush, let’s make it last.”

     In spite of Mike’s admonition
Stacy’s nimble fingers made quick work of the buttons on his dress shirt. 
This is not turning out at all like I expected realized Stacy as she removed
Mike’s dress shirt and pulled his under shirt over his head.  She didn’t
want “slow”.  She wanted Mike on top of her, feeding his cock into the
hungry mouth between her legs.

     Without prompting, Stacy buried her
face in Mike’s hairy chest and kissed his nipples.  She pressed the side
of her face against the fury surface, her tongue playing across the firm
nodules of flesh.

    “Sweet, very sweet,” whispered Mike
before lifting Stacy’s head for several kisses leaving her even more eager for
what she assumed came next.

     “Unite my shoes,” said Mike sensing
and heightening Stacy’s anticipation as he sat down on the edge of the king
size bed.  Mike was experienced enough at love making to know making Stacy
wait would only whet her appetite.  Stacy knelt down on the carpet placing
Mike’s feet between her knees.  She quickly removed his shoes and
socks.  Mike stretched one leg forward to make contact with Stacy’s wet
sex.  His toes stimulated her vagina.  The top of his foot glided
between the folds of her labia.  Stacy gasped with the pleasure of his
touch, closed her eyes and instinctively rose up rubbing her sex against his
foot.

     “Oh yes,” breathed Stacy as she
moved her sex back and forth.

     Stacy leaned forward ridding the
foot.  She grasped his calve in both hands pulling his foot hard against
her sex.  Vaginal fluids covered the top of his ankle as she pleasured
herself against the hard bones.  Crouching, eyes tightly shut; she rocked
back and forth gliding her sex down to his toes then up to his ankle.  A
low deep moan sounded from the back of her throat each time she brought her
clitoris in contact with his ankle.

     “You like that,” asked Mike
surprised by Stacy’s reaction?  He’d expected more reluctance on her part.

     “Yes,” breathed Stacy unused to the
cravings she was experiencing.  “You’re driving me crazy.”

     “That’s the idea.  Lose
control.  Throw away your inhibitions.  Now take my cock out,” said
Mike standing back up.

     Stacy moved quickly to unfasten
Mike’s trousers and help him step out of them.

     “Put them over the chair,” said
Mike.  “Mind the crease.”

     Stacy carefully folded the trousers
along the crease and placed them neatly over the back of the chair.  She
was fighting a loosing battle, resisting her urge to loose control and beg Mike
to fuck her.

     “Kneel down, cock worship time,”
said Mike standing by the bed clothed only in a pair of boxer shorts.

     “It’s beautiful,” said Stacy on her
knees pulling the boxers down to free the large cock.  It sprung upward
when it passed the elastic band.

     “And it’s all yours.  Lick the
head with the tip of your tongue.  See the little drop on the tip.”

     “Yes,” said Stacy mesmerized by the
glistening clear drop appearing at the small hole in the center of Mike’s
cockhead.

     “Precum, go ahead, take it,” said
Mike.  “Like a bee sucking nectar.”

     Stacy held the rigid shaft in one
hand as she carefully lifted the solitary drop of clear fluid off using the
very tip of her tongue. Her nostrils breathed in an aroma she could only
identify as the essence of male sex. The strong odor of a fully aroused male
sex organ filled her nostrils

     “It smells so masculine. 
Every time I inhale, it’s like my brain is on fire.  I want to please
you.  Tell me what to do,” said Stacy feeling an urgent desire to respond
as a woman.

      “To begin with you’re going
to suck my off.  I want you to have my semen inside your belly when we
fuck.  Let’s get on the bed where we’ll be more comfortable.”

      Moments later, Stacy was on
her knees between his outstretched legs of Mike.  A pillow under his
buttocks elevated his rear and two pillows against the headboard propped him
up.

     “You’re so beautiful and sexy I
have to watch you,” said Mike placing the pillows against the headboard.

    “Your smell, it’s driving me insane,” said
Stacy her nose pressed against the underside of Mike’s balls.

     “They say women who are susceptible
to male pheromones are the best in bed,” said Mike raising his legs. “Some
women are turned off by the smell of a man.”

    “They’re stupid fools.  I love
it.  And I love the taste,” said Stacy swiping her tongue down the ridge
of skin on the underside of Mike’s cock bisecting his scrotum and only ending
at his anus. Stacy surprised herself when she flicked the tip of her tongue
against the wrinkled brown skin surrounding Mike’s sphincter.

     “Tell me how much you want to suck
my cock,” said Mike.

      “I really truly want to suck
your cock.  I need it more than anything.  Please let me put it in my
mouth,” said Stacy.  The surprising thing to Stacy was how much she meant
it.  In spite of her arrest and blackmail, there was nothing Stacy Todd
wanted more at the moment than to feel Mike’s penis in her mouth.

     “Start by licking my balls.”

      Stacy did not hesitate to
lean over and pass her tongue over the hairy sack containing Mike’s swollen
testicles.

      “Ever watched a cat lick a
pat of butter,” asked Mike?

      “Yes,” said Stacy taking
short licks recalling and imitating Peaches, her Persian feline who was
particularly fond of climbing up on the kitchen counters to sample the butter.

     “Take one of my balls in your mouth
and suck it gently.”

     Stacy applied suction to the
scrotum’s loose skin.  She felt the soft oval ganglia of nerves slip past
her lips.  Once inside her mouth, she applied her tongue to pleasuring
Mike.

     “Good, you’re doing great. 
Now do the other one.”

     My senses are in overdrive, smell,
taste, feel, and even listening to him breathe are all working at once and
toward a single goal realized Stacy as she held Mike’s testicle in her mouth.

      “Now, work on the head. 
Show me what a great cocksucker you are.”

      Stacy followed Mike’s
instructions for the next several minutes.  As his breath became quicker,
his cock got both warmer and harder.

      “I’m going to ejaculate in a
minute.  I want you to swallow it.  Are you okay with that?” said
Mike.

     “Yes, oh yes, I want you to come in
my mouth,” said Stacy surprising herself by the intensity of her response.

     “Wet your finger and gently stick
it up my ass,” said Mike.

     Stacy didn’t hesitate to coat her
index finger with saliva.  She felt along Mike’s crease until she sensed
she was dead center in the wrinkled tissue of his anus.  Feeling
exhilarated by the experience, she forced the opening.  Later, when she
recalled that moment, she was surprised by her action.  I always told
myself I didn’t want anything to do with anal sex but when he asked me I didn’t
hesitate a second acknowledged Stacy.  What happened to my thinking anal
sex was nasty and disgusting?

     “Good girl, you’re a natural lover,
a real courtesan,” breathed Mike responding to the welcome pressure on his
anus. “Now, finger fuck my ass while you suck me off.”

     Stacy’s lips passed back and forth
the length of Mike’s shaft.  Her hand cupped his testicles.  Her
knuckles pressed against the ridge of skin under his scrotum.  The index
finger of her other hand was inside his rectum alongside his prostate.

     Mike’s gasping rapid breath
signaled Stacy ejaculation was imminent.  She decided to concentrate on
the pee hole teasing it with the tip of her tongue.  Her stroking hand
became a blur on the saliva-coated shaft.  A slight taste of salt
encouraged her to redouble her efforts.

     “Oh yeah, take it Stacy.  Take
it all,” yelled Mike bucking his hips off the bed.

     Stacy sensed the arrival of a warm
salty liquid on her tongue.  Her efforts to extract as much as possible of
Mike’s body fluid paid off as her suctioning mouth filled with warm
semen.  Stacy held the viscous warm liquid for a few seconds savoring the
taste.  She looked up at Mike locking him in a stare as she
swallowed.  At that instant, she would do any thing to please him.

     “My God that was fabulous,” said
Mike once he recovered to the point of being able to speak.  “Kiss
me.  I want to taste my dick on your lips.”

     “This was terrific, so much better
than the others,” said Stacy nestling against Mike once they had kissed. “Can
we fuck some more?”

     “Sure, let’s jerk each other off to
get going again,” said Mike reaching over to open the top drawer of the
nightstand and removing a tube of lubricant containing a warming gel.

     “What do we do?” asked Stacy.

     “For starters, we sit on the bed
facing each other.  Put your legs over the top of mine so we’re close. 
We apply this lube to each other’s sex.  Hold out your hand,” said Mike
opening the top of the plastic bottle.

     “And then we can have coitus,”
asked Stacy?

     “Coitus, there’s a term I haven’t heard
since last fall when I testified in the rape trial of a middle school teacher,”
said Mike.  “She was fucking three of her students after school.”

     “I want you inside me, Mike. 
I want you to fuck me,” said Stacy embracing Mike for a long kiss while his
fingers coated in lubricant massaged her sex.

     “Tell me how much you want my
cock.”

     “Oh God, that’s good.  Finger
me. Finger me,” said Stacy reacting to Mike’s expert manipulation of her
opening.

     “Lube my cock up and stroke
it.  I want to be hard as a rock when I have coitus with you,” said Mike
his hand working between Stacy’s legs.

     Using long smooth strokes, Stacy’s
worked her oily hands from the base of Mike’s balls to the tip of his
cock   Mike fingers pulled and twisted her clitoris as his other hand
probed the entrance to her vagina.

     “I’m going to come again,” said
Stacy in a choking voice.  Mike’s fingers were driving her over the
precipice.

     “Great, do it for Mike.  Show
me what a cock hungry whore you are,” said Mike his fingers stimulating Stacy’s
G-spot.

     A loud cry escaped from Stacy as
she climaxed.  Her body shuddered and twisted as waves of pleasure washed
over her.  Her well-lubricated hands continued to massage Mike’s cock as
she experienced an intense orgasm.

    “Fuck me, Mike, please.  I want you
inside me,” said Stacy her eyes betraying her desperate desire for penetration.

    “Beg me. Talk dirty,” said Mike his
fingers grasping and squeezing Stacy’s clit.

    “Please fuck me.  I’m begging
you.  Put your dick in my slutty cunt,” said Stacy.

      Mike pushed Stacy on her back
and slowly entered her.  A deep cry of ecstasy escaped her lips as she
felt his cock journey from her opening to the point his hairy mound pressed
hard against her clitoris. Mike shifted his hips to intensify the contact
between her sex and his.  Small cries and moans escaped her lips as her
body reacted to the incredible feelings of sexual pleasure she was
experiencing.

    Mike began a slow even stroke. 
Stacy positioned her legs so her feet were flat on the bed.  She pressed
down forcing her pelvis to rise up to meet his downward thrusts.  She felt
the desire for the contact to be stronger, more brutal.  Now I know what
is meant by sexual ecstasy realized Stacy arching her back to contract her sex
around Mike’s cock.  The feeling of his manhood inside her was almost too
much to bear.

     “Harder, fuck me harder,” pleaded
Stacy lifting her hips off the bed to meet each downward thrust.

     Mike rose up on his knees, grabbed
Stacy’s ankles, pulling her legs almost vertical as he continued to pound into
her.  After several punishing strokes, Mike pressed her legs back toward
her head bending her double.

    Sweat from Mike’s face dripped down on
her breasts as they furiously fucked one another.

     “I’m going to blow,” yelled Mike
his body growing rigid for a second before it jerked several times hard against
her.  Stacy in the throes of her own orgasm clutched Mike to her as her
abdominal muscles convulsed.

     “That was amazing,” said Mike after
they had caught their breath.  “Are you sure you’ve not telling a story
about your number of lovers?”

     “Only twice and it was nothing like
what we just did.  That was fabulous,” said Stacy.

     “Whew, I need to recover,” said
Mike taking Stacy in his arms resting her head on his shoulder.

     “Was I okay,” asked Stacy filling a
need for reassurance?

     “You were much better than
okay.  You are one magnificent piece of ass, Stacy Todd,” said Mike before
kissing her.

     “Thanks, the first time for me was
awful and even kind of creepy.  The second was so quick it was over before
it started.  He barely got inside me before he came. You’ve restored my
faith in men,” said Stacy planting a kiss on Mike’s cheek.

     “Can we do it again,” asked Stacy
after a few minutes.

     “Only if you do all the work.”

     “And that would be?”

     “Suck and play with me until I’m
hard.  This time, you get on top,” said Mike.

     An hour later, Stacy had ridden Mike
to an incredible series of orgasms leaving her covered in sweat; her blonde
hair matted to her skull.

     She had discovered the intense
pleasure of being able to control the contact between Mike’s muscular groin and
her clitoris.  She savagely ground the sensitive flesh against his pubic
hair reveling in the half painful and half pleasurable sensations it
produced.  Stacy had taken advantage of the position to give free reign to
her lust.  Cursing and moaning, she reminded Mike of one of the lionesses
in the Stone Zoo.  Mike congratulated himself on making a smart
choice.   Weeks of surveillance, background checks, and planning were
paying off.