0 comments/ 8001 views/ 0 favorites My Dark Dreams By: briansboobear I sat at the bar, my dark auburn hair brushing my back as I drank the Buttery Nipple shot down. As soon as he walked into the bar, I felt his presence. He was darker than everyone in the room; more powerful and complex than the crowd around me. My lips curled slightly as I felt him draw closer. "Hello, lover," I said softly as he closed the last few feet between us. "Hello, pet," he answered. He stroked my spine with the back of his fingers and I shuddered. "I have a present for you." I slid off the bar stool and into his arms. He pulled me tight against him and I smiled. He brushed his lips against mine and heat blossomed between my thighs. The power he had over me was palpable. Everyone in the bar turned to look at us. I could feel them staring as his tongue breached my lips. I surrendered myself to him. My fingers curled against his chest and I sighed against his lips. Gods, his tongue could make me weep with need. As he pulled away, he smiled down at me. "How is my precious girl?" "In desperate need of another kiss," I answered. "Will we be leaving together tonight?" "Yes, we will. In a couple of hours, we'll leave here and I'll take you home for your present." His eyes lit up as he spoke. I knew he had something special planned for me. He loved surprising me. He enjoyed giving me the things no one else could or would. "And what, praytell, may I do to please you this evening?" I purred in his ear. My tongue grazed his ear lobe. "Go dance while I catch up on drinks. Have some fun. Relax." I kissed him slowly before I departed for the dance floor. His tongue entered my mouth and immediately my panties were moist. He cupped my right breast and dragged his thumb against my already taut nipple. I wanted him inside me, pulsing and pushing me to the brink of orgasmic insanity. Instead, I whimpered and pushed myself away from his body and walked to the dance floor. A guy followed me to the dance floor and watched me as I started dancing. A few minutes into my dancing, he came up behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist and started grinding himself against my ass. I could tell that he was excited. He put his mouth by my ear and asked, "who is the guy at the bar that was kissing you?" I thought of how to explain it to this random stranger. Ours was a complicated relationship. I called him lover, but he was much more than a sex partner. He was my trusted friend, companion, mentor, and defender. On more than one occasion he'd pulled men off me that were getting a little too rowdy with his pet. And while we were not exactly committed to one another, we had a deep appreciation and respect for each other. "He's important to me," I finally said. "Boyfriend? Husband?" Random Guy asked. "More important than that," I yelled over the music. "Master?" "Something like that," I said. It wasn't quite true, but I wasn't about to explain the complexities of my relationship to a complete stranger. He hadn't earned it. Besides, he was dry humping my ass like a sailor on a day pass. "I wanna put my cock in that sweet pussy of yours," he said, reaching for the hem of my dress. "I don't belong to you," I shot back. "C'mon, ditch your daddy and come home with me." I spun in his arms and grabbed his cock through his pants. He throbbed against my palm. "Honey, you wouldn't last five minutes in my pussy. I'd break your heart and leave you in less than an hour." "I can go all night." "Come find me when you can get it up after three days of hard core cock stuffing." I pushed him away and strode right back to the bar. I got a hearty laugh when I stood next to Drew. "I take it he's not worthy of knocking me out of your bed?" "Dance with me?" I asked, flashing him my bright green eyes. "Oh, if I must." He rolled his gorgeous eyes and took my hand. He set his drink down on the bar and handed me another Buttery Nipple. I tipped my head back and swallowed the creamy shot. My nipples hardened as heat exploded in my belly. We walked out to the dance floor and he slid his fingers in the back of my hair. He nuzzled my neck and put his free hand on my ass, pulling me against him. I slid my hand between our bodies and cupped his balls. They were heavy with unspent cum. I unzipped his slacks and slid my hand inside. Precum coated my fingertips as they grazed the head of his thick cock. He groaned against my neck as my fingers captured the shaft in my grasp. I stroked him until he was growling in my ear. "Je vous veux dans moi," I purred. "Non," he replied forcefully. "Pas jusqu'à ce que je vous donne votre cadeau." "Then take me home and give me my gift, Drew," I pleaded. He looked at his watch and shook his head. "Another hour here and then I promise you'll have everything you want and more." I felt eyes on us. "I'm about to make a spectacle of us." "Precious, you already have," he laughed. He slid his fingers into my dress and caressed my painfully hard nipples. He manipulated my bodice, revealing my full breast to anyone who bothered to look. Several couples close to us were staring, unashamedly, as he took my nipple into his mouth. His tongue teased me until I was ready to beg for release. "They want to see you have an orgasm, baby." I looked into his eyes and tried to control the floodgates inside me. "May I?" He raised his voice so those who watched us could hear. "May you what?" My eyes were locked with his. "May I orgasm?" He looked for any sign of embarrassment, but found only the flushed cheeks of a woman on the verge of a monumental orgasm. He considered it for a long moment, reveling in the ache he felt inside me and our audience. "Yes." We both heard the collective exhalation of the gathered audience. He lifted my breast slightly and bit my nipple until I convulsed in his arms. The small crowd around us gasped as I begged and pleaded him to fill my cunt with his thick cock. I didn't care if they watched him fuck me as long as he buried himself in me balls deep and sent me careening into orgasmic bliss. He wouldn't, but I ached with the need for his cock. I opened my eyes as I came to see a bouncer watching me. We weren't attracting the attention of the entire club, but the crowd that had gathered was watching intently. The talented mouth that had so masterfully brought me to orgasm was no longer at my breast, but pressed against my ear. "Time for a drink," he whispered. He restored my dress and I zipped his slacks. I excused myself to the ladies room while he went to the bar to get us drinks. The bouncer followed me all the way to the restroom door. As I put my hand on it, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into a darker part of the hallway. "Convince him to let me go home with you," he blurted out. "Mike, you should talk to him. I'm not the one that makes decisions like that and you know it. Go out there and talk to him while I wash my hands." I watched as he walked straight to Drew and started talking. When I saw Drew smile, I stepped into the bathroom and washed my hands. Five minutes later, I was begging Drew to take me home. He just smiled and told me to be patient. I went back out to the dance floor, with his blessing, to let off steam. Several men approached me and told me they had enjoyed seeing me orgasm. A petite blonde walked up and kissed me while her boyfriend tried to slide his hand under my dress. I politely pushed him away and kissed his girlfriend back. Her hand made it into my panties and she gasped at how wet her fingers got. "Come home with us," she begged. I declined and explained Drew to her in as few words as possible. She seemed to understand perfectly. She managed to drag me into a dark corner of the club for a few minutes. I could feel Drew's penetrating gaze on me as I slid two fingers into the blonde and fucked her to a shuddering orgasm. "Would you like to bring her home?" he asked as I returned to his side. "She's sweet, but I want your delicious cock tonight." He looked at his watch and smiled. "Are you ready?" To be continued... My Dark Dreams Ch. 02 I followed him out to the car and slid into the passenger seat. He drove slowly; not in a hurry to get to our destination. I looked at his profile as we drove. His lips were curled slightly in a soft, easy smile. I couldn't resist asking him why. He wouldn't say anything more than, "anticipation." I turned in my seat and placed my hand on his thigh. He smiled broadly and looked over at me. His hand moved up to my face and brushed my cheek. I moved my hand and cupped his balls through the material of his jeans. It had been a few days since I'd seen him and he was full and heavy for me. I unzipped his jeans and slid my hand in. He groaned as my fingers met the hot flesh of his cock. I massaged him slowly, gently. At the next stoplight, he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down some to allow me access. He cupped the back of my head with his hand and pulled me toward him. I kissed his cheek and then lowered my mouth to his swollen cock. My tongue lapped up a glistening pearl of precum and my lips encircled him. His fingers gently brushed my hair as I lavished his shaft with long firm strokes. I loved the taste of him. My mouth was filled with his flavor. I sucked and stroked faster, wanting to taste more of him and the prize that would reward my greedy mouth. "Slow down, baby," he said softly. "I have bigger plans for you tonight." "Are we almost home?" I asked, breaking my contact with his thick cock. "Pulling in now. Sit up." I did as he said and sat up. He reached for the glove box and pulled a piece of pink silk cloth out. He folded it a few times and then placed it over my eyes. "I want this to be a big surprise," he whispered in my ear. "I'll guide you every step of the way. Just relax and enjoy the ride." I blindly cupped his face in my hands and pulled his mouth to mine. His tongue breached my lips and I took him into me. He was slow and deliberate with his tongue, teasing me to an even more heightened state of arousal. I could feel him beside me, radiating heat and power. "Are you ready?" he asked me. "Yes. Will I get to take the blindfold off?" "As soon as I get you settled in, I'll take it off. Nervous?" "Excited." "Good." He got out of the car and walked around to my door to help me out. He led me down the sidewalk to his apartment and unlocked the door. When we stepped through the door, I could smell the faint scent of candles burning. He'd taken great care to prepare everything before we'd arrived. I wondered who had helped him with the preparations. We walked in the direction of the dining room, which surprised me a little. He stopped and cupped my face in his hands, kissing my lips softly. My pulse pounded and I knew he could feel it. His hands moved efficiently over my body as he undressed me. I sighed as his fingers brushed over my fevered flesh. I wanted to be touched, but I knew better than to jump the gun. This was his gift to me. He helped me climb up on the table, which had been covered in soft textured fabric and padding. My skin delighted in the different sensations. I felt leather, fur, satin, silk, and linen. I writhed on the table, wanting to feel it all. "I'll be right back," he said. I heard him leave the room. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the anticipation. I had no idea what would happen, but I was sure to enjoy it. I lifted my legs up into the air, crossed them at the ankles and just held them there. Then, I spread them wide open and ran my hands from my knees to my aching clit. I was wet. I was ready for anything he had in store for me. A voice came out of no where. "Allow me,"it said. The man's hands gently pushed mine out of the way and he began to stroke my clit slowly. I gasped at his intimate touch. I had no idea who he was. His fingers were thick as they teased my opening. I wanted to see, but couldn't bring myself to take off the blindfold yet. The sensations he was causing in me were intensified because of my limited senses. I felt Drew's prescence again. His lips met mine in a kiss that took my breath away. He cupped my breasts and kneaded them. The man who was touching my clit lowered his mouth to my swollen nub and sucked it eagerly. I gasped and whimpered as they brought me close to orgasm. "Just listen to me," he said softly next to my ear. "What is your safe word?" "Yellow," I whispered back. "And how far do you want to go?" "To my breaking point," I sighed contentedly. "Are you sure?" He pulled back slightly and there was a note of surprise in his voice. "Please," I pleaded with him. We'd talked about it at length, but until tonight, I wasn't willing to let go. "We'll go slow," he said, his voice low and even again. Two fingers invaded me at that point. Thick, probing fingers stroked my inner walls as his tongue tapped my clit. My nipples tightened as the man massaged me internally. I moaned, wanting more from them. Drew's hands moved over my torso, teasing my sensitive skin. I sensed him moving to my right side. I turned my head toward where I thought he was. His fingers stroked my cheek and I opened my mouth to accept his cock. He thrust into my mouth slowly, pushing the head deep. I moaned and he sighed as the vibration made its way down the length of his shaft. The man who had settled between my thighs had quickened his pace. I could feel my muscles begin to tighten around his fingers as he fucked my aching slit slowly, but forcefully. I could hear him stroking himself. Suddenly, he stopped. I could tell he'd stood up and was moving. Then he was there to my left, taking my hand and guiding it to his pulsating manhood. I wrapped my fingers around his thick, hard flesh and began to stroke him. When the head slid against my palm, I felt his piercing for the first time. I squeezed the head slightly and felt warm precum ooze onto my fingertips. He growled as my fingers moved over his shaft. He climbed up onto the table and spread my legs wide. I felt the head of his cock tap against my clit just before he slid into me. He gripped my hips and pulled me onto him. I gasped around the cock in my mouth as he filled me. Drew gripped the back of my head and forced himself past the opening of my throat. I wrapped my legs around the man who was fucking my sweet pussy. They took their time and savored the first quaking orgasm that ripped through my body. "Time to move to the bedroom," my unseen lover said. "We're going to move you," Drew said as he pulled himself free of my hungry mouth. I took a deep shuddering breath. I was helped off the table by two sets of hands and led to the bedroom. I heard one of them sit on the edge of the bed. I stood before him. I could feel his eyes caressing me as I stood before him. His deep voice filled the room as he said, "kneel." I did as instructed and knelt on the floor. Strong, thick fingers slid into my hair and pulled me closer. I opened my mouth and took him in. He forced me down until his manhood disappeared between my lips. I ran my tongue over his shaft. His grip on my hair tightened. He swelled as I licked and sucked the full length of him. Drew's hands moved over my back as he positioned himself behind me. I moaned as he entered me slowly. I arched my back and pushed my mouth down on the hard cock before me. They forced their way into me and I savored every delicious stroke. I moved at their will. The pushed and pulled me between them until I was covered in sweat. The man before me pulled my blindfold off and I looked up into his face. I gasped as I realized who it was. He withdrew from me and leaned back. "Hello, Angel." I orgasmed again. Drew stopped and enjoyed the feel of my muscles convulsing around him. I smiled as the wave of pleasure subsided. As Drew withdrew from me, I hugged the man in front of me tight. "Are you happy?" Drew asked. "Thrilled," I sighed. Rich pulled me up to him and looked into my eyes. "My precious pet. It's been a long time." "Too long," I said, smiling at him. "I'm going to hurt you," he said very seriously. "Does it bother you that I want you both?" "Not really. You are a very hard woman to satisfy." Drew's hands wrapped around me. I felt him pressed against my back. I reached back between us and began to stroke him slowly. He turned me in his arms to face him. "I promised you I'd take care of you," he whispered in my ear. "Yes," I replied. "What is it you want?" "I want both of you inside me," I replied. "If we do this," Rich said behind me, "you'll be ours until we're finished. And nothing will ever be the same. Are you sure?" "I'm very sure," I said, looking over my shoulder at him. "I don't think she's quite ready, Drew. I mean, we have all those toys to play with. Don't you think we should start out with those first?" "Good point. We'll give you what you want, if we get what we want. Are you prepared to be our slave for as long as we want?" Drew asked. "Of course. Use me any way you want," I purred. Surrendering myself to them was easy. I was in very skilled hands.