Sex with a Sting: Six Erotic Fantasies with a Kink in the Tail (19 page)

Both had pinned
their hair up, exposing their necks. Their make-up, though, was different. Maxine’s
pouting lips were dark red, her face white, her eyes heavy with black eye
shadow; a beauty spot on her left cheek. Liz was simpler, purer, just light
pink lipstick and a small amount of eyeliner. Ethan felt very underdressed.
Just the sight of his wife’s fingers curled around Maxine’s waist was enough to
make him want to jump the pair of them. Yet he continued to sit, perhaps
dumbfounded, even intimidated.

Maxine smiled. She
leant in to Liz and whispered something in her ear. Liz giggled. Max kissed her
neck, gently, and Ethan watched as Liz’s hand dropped to Maxine’s behind. He
could hardly bear this. Maxine allowed her lips to brush against Liz’s, and Liz
closed her eyes as she did so. As Max withdrew, Ethan could see a reddish
smudge of lipstick on Liz’s neck.

He began to move
off the bed, his hard-on already clear for both the women to see. “Pleased to
see us?” laughed Liz.

“Fuck yes!”

“Ah, ah, ah! We
won’t have such coarse language in our bedroom, will we, Elizabeth?” said
Maxine, severely.

“No, we shall not,
Maxine.” Maxine withdrew her arm from around Liz’s waist and now Ethan saw that
she had brought some extra items into the bedroom with her. There was a
clinking noise as Maxine held them casually by her hips. Small, thin, black
ropes and cuffs.

“So, we’re going
to play, are we?” he laughed.

“
We
are,
yes,” replied Maxine.

“I think you need
to undress,” added Liz.

“How about you
girls undress me?”

“Do as the lady
says,” commanded Maxine. Ethan started to say something but then decided
against it. He unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it to the floor.

“Hang it up,”
ordered Liz. He did so. He slipped out of his jeans. “And fold those up too,”
she added. His erection bulged inside a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer
briefs.

“Get rid of the
pants,” said Maxine. The women watched him intently as he slipped out of them
and then, before being asked, he placed them in the washing hamper at the side
of the room. “He learns quickly,” mused Maxine. Ethan stood there, naked, his
cock pointing towards the heavens. He felt a little ridiculous, even
vulnerable. The women stared at his lithe body, barely a hair on it, good-sized
pecs, strong thighs and arms, a slight, intriguing inward curve to his penis.
They waited. He had no idea what to do with his hands. He took a step towards
them.

“Sit on the bed,”
said Liz without emotion in her voice. He perched uncertainly on the side and very
quickly, within two strides, Maxine reached him and shoved him backwards.

“Lie down
properly. Lengthways. Hands and legs outstretched. Like you’re doing a star
jump lying down. You get your clients to do star jumps don’t you?” asked Maxine.
He nodded. “I mean, when you haven’t got that cock of yours inside them,
anyway. Or maybe you use star jumps as some kind of foreplay? Don’t answer, I
don’t want to know.”

Ethan was now
spread-eagled on the bed. Max passed Liz two of the cuffs. These were slightly
unusual. They weren’t like traditional handcuffs. Instead, each item was made
up of a single ring of metal to which a piece of smooth, spiralled black rope
had been attached, leaving two tasselled ends. The women walked to the head of
the bed on opposite sides. Each took a wrist and quickly snapped a cuff on.
Then they tied the ropes to the corners of the bed. Ethan said nothing. He just
smiled, allowing them to have their fun. He liked this kind of anticipation.

The women moved
back down to the end of the bed, snapped the cuffs around his ankles and tied
the rope to the corner posts. He was now completely helpless.

“Shall we go
then?” said Liz, suddenly breaking character.

“Yeah, let’s go!”
and the pair of them began to walk out.

“Wait! Wait! What
the fuck?!” wailed Ethan. The women reached the door and then turned back.

“Isn’t he sweet?”
purred Maxine.

“I think he really
wants us to stay,” pouted Liz. “Do you want us to stay, baby?”

“Yes!”

“Yes
please
,”
corrected Maxine.

“Yes
please
.
Fuck me, you two planned this properly didn’t you? Bitches!”

“He called you a
bitch, Elizabeth!”

“He called you a
bitch too, Maxine!”

“Now that’s not
very nice, is it? Or very smart, considering you have your hands and feet tied
up like that. I mean, we could do
anything
to you.”

“
Anything
,”
agreed Liz.

“I apologise, I’m
sorry, ladies.”

“That’s better,
young man. The truth is that we weren’t planning to leave. We were just
teasing. No, we want to give you a show!” said Maxine.

“Yes, a show! Just
for you. A very special, private show.”

“Oh that would be
amazing. Please give me the show.”

“He wants the
show,” said Liz. She turned her body to face Maxine who turned to face her.
Ethan was now watching them in profile as they looked into each other’s eyes,
hands on each other’s hips, their bodies almost touching. Maxine ran her hands
up and down Liz’s sides, feeling her smooth skin contrast with the material of
her suspender.

“Maybe we should
give him a show, then,” whispered Max. They both glanced at Ethan. He looked a
bit pathetic, his body splayed out like that, his dick pointing at his face,
his neck stretching like a turtle to get the best view of the end of his bed.
But he was enjoying it, they could tell that. There was physical evidence.

Liz had never
kissed another woman before. Max brought one hand up to her cheek, they closed
their eyes, and their lips met. At first it was hardly perceptible, their
mouths barely touching, but then Maxine parted her lips and pushed her tongue
forward. Liz enjoyed the sensation of this sensitive kiss far more than she was
expecting and she immediately responded. Maxine slipped her hand behind Liz’s
head, pulling her closer to her body as the intensity of their kiss increased.
Liz almost involuntarily began feeling the slippery satin of Max’s panties and
Max did likewise, even pushing her fingers underneath Liz’s knickers to feel
her buttocks. The kiss lasted ten seconds, maybe 20. Liz lost track of time.
Then Max gently bit Liz’s lower lip, tugging at it with her teeth, and they
stopped. Maxine made as if to drop to her knees, but then stopped and looked at
Ethan. “Something’s wrong, Elizabeth.”

“Yes. Something’s
missing, isn’t it?”

“What… hmm… what’s
wrong with this picture?”

“I think what’s
wrong is that neither of you are currently riding this thing sticking out
here,” laughed Ethan, comically gesturing with his head.

“I don’t believe
we asked for your opinion, Ethan,” said Liz.

“No, we didn’t.
Shut up and let us think.”

“Hmmm…”

“Hmmm… Ah! Got
it!” said Max.

“Ah yes, I know!
Shall I get it?”

“Would you be a
dear? Must be in the living room.” Liz turned to leave and Maxine gave her a
sharp slap on her arse. Liz jumped a little and giggled. Maxine twisted to look
at Ethan and shrugged her shoulders. “Couldn’t help myself. What a fucking arse
that girl has got. What I wouldn’t do to
that
.”

“Oh God,” murmured
Ethan, evidently fantasising. Liz returned.

“Is this it,
Maxine?”

“That’s it
Elizabeth. Shall I do the honours?”

“Oh, please do,
darling.” Maxine took the item from Liz’s hands and held it up for Ethan to
see. It was a black eye mask, rather feline, quite feminine in appearance,
coming to a point at the top corners and layered with attractive lace all the
way around.

“But, I won’t be
able to see!” cried Ethan.

“I’m sorry
darling, that is sort of the point,” replied Liz. “Now be a good boy and let
Maxine put it on.” Max bent over, deliberately allowing her breasts to hover
just centimetres above Ethan’s face. He could smell the scent of her perfume.
It drove him crazy. He shot out a tongue and Max bounced backwards.

“Any more of that
young man and we shall have to cut it off!” Without warning she smacked him
sharply, like a cat bitch-slapping a mouse, on his chest, leaving a white
imprint of her hand with a vicious red outline. Ethan screamed in pain and then
laughed a little.

“I’ll behave,” he
whimpered.

“That’s better.
Now, hold still.” Again, she leant across him and this time was able to attach
the eye mask without his tongue attacking her. “Now, this is a crucial part of
the show. The mind is the most important erogenous zone we have. Everything is
about the mind. For men, of course, a lot of it is about sight, too, as you
know only too well, so we are going to deprive you of that, at least for a
while, so that you may get fully aroused without seeing anything. It will be a
completely new and very special experience for you. You may only listen and
imagine. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Maxine.”

“Good. Now, to
help you, Liz will be providing commentary on everything – and I mean
everything
– that I am about to do to her. You will not hear a word from me for some
time now, Ethan. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Maxine.”

“Good.” There was
a moment of silence.

“Maxine is
pointing to the living room. I think she wants me to fetch something. A chair,
Maxine? She’s nodding, she wants me to get a chair. I’m leaving the room for a
moment now to get a chair.” Silence.

“Is she back?”
asked Ethan, again with impatience.

“I’m here. But,
well, Maxine is standing beside you, her hand is in the air…” Ethan flinched
– or tried to, anyway. “And she has one finger to her lips. I think she
is warning you that if you say another word without being asked, you will
receive another slap to the chest. Nod if you understand, Ethan.” He nodded.

Liz dropped her
voice, speaking slowly, sultrily. “She’s coming towards me now. She’s putting
her arms around me. I can feel her hands running up and down my back. She
smells divine. Mmm, her boobs are pressing against mine. She’s… oh, she’s
kissing my neck… now she’s kissing behind my ear, biting it – ow! You
naughty girl!” There was the sound of a slap. “I just slapped her arse for
that. I’ve got both my hands on her gorgeous booty now – I’ve waited
years to do that. I think she’s going to kiss me on the mouth now.” Liz glanced
over at Ethan. His body seemed to be straining to hear, to somehow be closer to
the action, but he stayed resolutely silent. He heard the sound of kissing for
some time and the subtle sounds of hands roaming over bodies.

“Well, that was a
very hot, long, passionate kiss. Incredible. Sorry for the radio silence. Now
she’s unhooking my bra. It’s fallen to the floor. Mmm, she’s bending down and
her tongue is encircling my nipple. She’s taking it in her mouth, ooh, biting
it, making it nice and hard. I like that. You know I like that, don’t you,
Ethan? I bet all the girls you bite like it too, don’t they? Don’t say anything
baby! She’s taking the other nipple in her mouth now. Oh God… Now she’s kissing
my torso and unhooking the suspender… just got my panties and stockings on now.
She’s on her knees in front of me, her hands running up and down my body. She’s
kissing my belly button. It tickles a little bit! Now she’s going lower. Oh
fuck, she’s licking the material of my panties, I can feel her, I can feel the
pressure on my clit, I can feel her tongue on it… her hands are on my bum now,
underneath my panties and she’s just kissing all over my knickers, kissing my
skin at the tops of my thighs, oh, take them off, please, take them off…

“She’s sliding
them down my legs now, kissing my legs as she slides them to my feet. I’m
stepping out of them. She’s picking them up… ha! She’s going to throw them!”
Ethan felt some flimsy material land on his stomach – he flinched a
little, then smiled.

“Hee hee! Bet you
wish you could touch them, don’t you Ethan? She’s pushing me onto the chair
now. How do you want me baby? I see, mmm, I like your thinking. I’m on the edge
of the seat, Ethan. My legs are open, my right leg is hanging over the arm of
the chair and she’s kneeling in front of me now, staring at my pussy. God, I’m
so wet, Ethan, I never thought I’d enjoy this this much. I wish you could see
how wet I am. I’m staring back at her. Oh God, she’s got her hand down her
little knickers, she’s rubbing her cunt, Ethan, she’s rubbing her cunt while
she looks at me. Oh God, I’m going to have to touch myself too, I’m licking my
fingers now… and now I’m rubbing my clit. Oh fuck, I’m so wet. Lick it, please.
Lick it! She’s moving her head forward. She’s… oh… ohhh… she’s teasing me,
kissing all around my pussy. Oh, lick it, please! Oh shit yes, ohhh. Oh my God.
Fuck.”

“This is AGONY!”
yelled Ethan. Liz looked at him, writhing, squirming on the bed, his penis so
hard it looked like it was going to explode.

“ETHAN! Shut up!
She’ll slap you!” He let out a helpless moan. “She’s got her mouth open over my
clit now. She’s sucking it, oh, quite hard. Harder, baby. Suck it harder. Oh
yes, she’s sucking it, biting it. Fuck, she’s much better at this than you are,
Ethan. She’s stopped for a moment. She’s licking her middle finger. Now she’s
licking my clit again, and… oh yes, baby, yes, she’s pushed that finger inside
me, curling it up a little. Oh, wow. Oh. My. God. Just there, just there, baby.
Harder. Faster. Oh fuck, she’s sucking on my clit baby, working it with her
tongue, and she’s finger-fucking me at the same time, oh God, this is…
incredible
.
I’m grabbing her head now, pushing her harder onto my pussy. Oh God, oh God, oh
God, that’s it! There! Oh, I’m close, I’m close! Fuuuuck! No, don’t stop! Don’t
stop! Please don’t stop! She’s getting up. The bitch! I was so close!” Liz
laughed. Over on the bed, Ethan was gritting his teeth, breathing hard, his
chest heaving.