Content Advisory: MM/F, oral and anal sex ,light bondage
Chapter One
Deep and muffled male voices came to Angelina Langston from behind a closed door within the Las Vegas penthouse. She couldn’t help grinning. Gauging from the tone of the conversation, the men seemed a bit nervous. Not that she couldn’t relate to their apprehension, after all the first time was always a tad awkward no matter who you were.
It could also be the most exciting.
Angelina knew this particular penthouse well. Being friends with the two men who owned Desert Winds, the exclusive resort and casino, had its advantages. She stood in the center of the plush living room, the floor to ceiling windows giving her a panoramic view of the city and the strip far below. The Las Vegas valley blazed with multicolored lights, like semi-precious jewels amid a sea of black velvet.
Her stiletto boots sank into the luxurious cream-colored carpeting. The room, decorated with a definitive taste and feel that was all male, had black leather chairs sitting on either side of a matching sofa. All the pieces gathered around a large wrought iron and glass coffee table.
The hard, driving beat of bass and drums from the nightclub one floor down reverberated inside her. Tempest was the hottest ticket in town, which was saying something in a city that changed opinions as quickly as one would change their underwear.
The bedroom door creaked softly as it opened and a man’s deep, sexy voice carried to her like a caress. “Hey Angel, you made it. Can I make you a drink or something?”
“Or something. What’s your preferred poison?” She laughed to herself at the thought of Cole or Luke needing something to calm their nerves. They were not the anxious type.
“Whiskey, neat. Come on back and I’ll make you one.”
She moved down the hallway to the bedroom door that stood open for her and caught sight of a large built in bar. The room was huge displaying a dark cherry wood pillared bed complete with leather restraints on each corner. She nodded with approval, spying a ball gag amongst the pile of toys on the bed, and then offered the men a wicked grin.
“We weren’t sure what we needed… so we just picked up what we thought you might like.” Luke’s voice held a note of discomfort. He handed her a drink before moving to Cody’s side.
“Believe me, boys, you’ve covered all the bases here.” Angelina chuckled. She took a sip of her drink, savoring the smooth fire as it slid down her throat. She studied the two men before her, noting the nuances between them with a practiced eye.
Luke Cortez stood about an inch taller than Cole’s impressive six-foot-two height. Both wore a simple white terrycloth robe for the occasion, but that was where the similarities ended. Luke’s olive complexion and long midnight black hair brushed his shoulder blades, while stunning light blue eyes in a classically handsome face showed his Spanish heritage. His muscular body was built long and lean, reminding her of a thoroughbred.
Cody Mallory looked the part of the all-American boy next door with his golden skin and white blond hair worn short in back and long in front. The pale locks falling into warm brown eyes gave him a sexy, tousled look. His body, larger than Luke’s, showed slabs of solid muscle from what she assumed must be hours of working out with countless weights.
The subtle ways the two friends and lovers communicated interested her. Luke held himself like a natural dominate, his mannerisms commanding and forceful, where Cody’s appeared more easygoing and relaxed. Cody would definitely do well in a subservient roll.
The thought of them together made her pussy clench as moist heat pooled between her legs, making her more than a little impatient to start the fun. In the two years she had known them, she fantasized more than once about having them both. When they came to her with an offer of a threesome, her way… well, in her mind, no woman with a pulse could say no to that prospect.
She set her drink down, removed her long black leather coat, letting it drop to the floor, and approached the two men with her hips swaying tantalizingly. Enjoying the rapt attention they gave her black corset and garters, Angel smiled while untying the belts holding their robes in place. She stroked her hands up their broad chests, delighting in feeling hard muscle under smooth warm skin. Stretching up, she kissed Luke then Cody, trailing her hands downward until each one filled with a hard cock.
Cody let out a groan of pure pleasure. Luke moved in for a kiss, his tongue plunging into the other man’s mouth with obvious hunger. Cody moaned again, returning the kiss with enthusiasm. Angelina stroked their thick erections from base to tip, smearing the drops of pre cum over their aroused flesh. She was burning up with her need to have these men, her pussy becoming wetter by the minute.
“Why don’t you get Cody on the bed and tie him up nice and tight?” Angelina suggested, releasing their pulsing cocks.
Without a word, Lucas stripped Cody of his robe and led him to the bed. He laid him down like an offering to a pagan deity and secured his arms and legs in the restraints attached to the posts.
“Have you thought of the safe word you wish to use if things get too intense?” she asked them, resisting the urge to lick Cody’s raging erection.
“Yeah. Tangerine. That’s my favorite fruit,” Luke offered with a sexy grin. He grabbed a small whip with strings of leather tipped in fur and tested it against Cody’s chest with a light slap.
Cody’s slight shudder encouraged Luke to ply the whip on him again. Luke ran it down the other man’s tight, flat stomach. Cody’s cock twitched as the whip made contact with his balls. He groaned low in his throat. The sound caused Angelina’s clit to throb in a silent plea for contact. Luke bent low over his lover’s rigid prick. His tongue traced the vein from the top of the crown to the base, licking at his tightly drawn balls.
“Fuck, you taste so damn good, mi amante.” Luke’s voice was thick with need as she watched him move back up to swallow Cody’s cock whole.
Angelina moved behind Luke and helped him out of his robe while his head bobbed on the glistening length. His long dark hair cascaded over his face, brushing Cody’s balls with each movement of his head. She roamed her hands over the hard, lean sinews of his back. Traveling down to his amazing ass, she drew in a breath then squeezed the tight globes once before her fingers traced his crack and circled his hole. She eased in a finger, feeling the rings of sensitive muscles tighten around her finger. Angel pushed in a little deeper; stroking his balls with her other hand. Luke groaned in approval around his mouthful of dick.
“You have such a fine ass, Luke. I can see why Cody would be eager to fuck it.” She murmured with appreciation and released his balls to give his ass a sharp slap.
He jerked away from Cody to swing his gaze over her, hunger in his light eyes. “Baby, you can have whatever you want, anytime.”
She gave him another stinging slap. Watching with satisfaction while the abused cheek turned a dusky rose. “That would be ‘Mistress’. And I feel like having you lick my pussy while Cody watches.”
He stood, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Yes, Mistress. It would be my pleasure to serve you.”
“You’re a quick study. I like that in a slave. Now, take off my panties,” she ordered, her tone firm.
Luke quickly complied. She moved to Cody’s side, picked up the ball gag and grinned down at him. “I think it would be a crime to see this go to waste don’t you?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Cody grinned.
Placing the gag in his mouth she reached behind his head and strapped it firmly in place. Then stretched out on the bed where she could reach his cock and suck him at her leisure while giving the bound man a view of Luke licking her pussy. Spreading her legs wide, she gave them a good look at her shaved snatch, knowing it was drenched in her own juices. Luke’s mouth found her hot core. His tongue lapped at her, in a slow, long slide of his tongue then sucked at her swollen lips bringing a slow burn to unfurl low in her stomach.
“Do you like watching Luke eating my pussy?” She asked, smiling at his enthusiastic nod.
Reaching out, her fingers closed around Cody’s cock, stroking it from base to tip. Angelina pulled him close to take the straining flesh in her mouth, swallowing his impressive length as far as she could. Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked, stroking her mouth up to his mushroom head then engulfing him once again in slow counterpoint to the thrumming base coming from the nightclub below.
Cody rocked up to meet her mouth. His breath came in panting gasps around the gag as he seemed to near his climax. She eased off trailing her teeth down his cock to his balls. “Don’t you dare come until I tell you to.” She warned him, squeezing him just tight enough to see the wince of pain before she returned to her ministrations.
Angel ground her hips into Luke’s mouth and felt his finger move in and out of her mimicking the primal rhythm of sex. She was totally unprepared for the sudden sting of his teeth as he gently bit the sensitive flesh. He gave her a slow lick and bit again.
The pounding of her pulse raced as cream dripped between the crack of her ass. Her pussy throbbed with the need to orgasm and she held onto that pleasure pain, not yet ready for release. Her body shook with the force of holding back, a small whimper escaping as she fought the overwhelming tide of pleasure Luke’s mouth, teeth and tongue wrought on her pussy.
Cody’s groan centered Angelina’s attentions back on his stiff cock. The tip glistened with cum and knew she needed it deep inside her, needed it now. Releasing him she moved away, rolling off the bed with a devilish glint in her eyes. She raised an eyebrow at Luke.
“You deserve a reward for pleasing me so thoroughly, Slave. I want you to release Cody,” she demanded. Finding the lube on the floor, she picked it up and squeezed a generous amount into her hand. “Cody, get that sexy ass so I can get you ready for my slave here.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Cody said once Luke released him from the gag and restraints, moving to all fours and displaying his ass obediently.
She smeared the lube around his pucker with slow long strokes. Satisfied, she squeezed more lube in her hand and spread it over Luke’s cock.
After crawling back onto the bed, she moved to her hands and knees presenting her ass to Cody’s gaze. Looking at him over her shoulder, she watched his face tighten with lust and smiled. “I want you to take me while Luke fucks you from behind,” Her request more a command laced with a seductive purr.
“It would be my pleasure, Mistress,” Cody drawled with a lazy smile, “to please you any way you see fit.” He grabbed a condom from the pile on the bed and sheathed himself. He rubbed his cock against her drenched clit a moment before thrusting himself to the hilt inside her clenching pussy.
She sensed Luke behind Cody. “Nice and tight, mi amante,” Luke rasped out, his voice rough with passion. “I’ve gotta go slow or I won’t last.”
Luke’s deliberate, skillful thrusts set a pace guaranteed to bring all three to climax at the same time. Each push of his hips drove Cody deep into Angelina, sending her closer with each powerful stroke.
Cody shuddered and groaned, then reached out to hold onto Angel’s waist. “I’m going to come, Fuck, can’t stop it!”
“Yes, oh God, Yes!” Angelina cried out feeling her climax building.
She glanced over her shoulder at Luke’s handsome face, half hidden by a dark glossy curtain of hair. By his expression, she judged he neared his own release. Working his hips like a piston, he increased their speed. Cody’s breath sounded ragged as he matched Luke’s tempo, driving all thought out of her mind except the delicious aching need of her own orgasm rushing upon her. Exploding with force, the pleasure pain made her scream out, followed close by the hoarse shouts of the men.
They collapsed in a sweaty tangle on the bed catching their breaths. Angelina felt hands run down her damp back, bringing up goose bumps on her flesh. “I think this calls for a drink at Tempest. That is, after we take a shower.” Luke’s deep voice held an invitation that promised so much more.
“And maybe we’ll be ready for round two by then,” Cody added with a light kiss to Angel’s shoulder.
She smiled while enjoying the closeness of the two men, “I’ll drink to that.”
Join me for the next installment of Confessions of a Las Vegas Domme June 9,2011
*Shannan Albright*
Copyright © 2011 Shannan Albright
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.
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