Dani's New Life Ch. 01

"Take them off, Daniella…slowly." She was on her knees before him, sitting back slightly on her heels, her fingers hooked into the snug waistband over his hips. His tanned flat belly gave way to paler flesh as she drew the black silk down the powerful thighs that were moving, ever so slightly, to the sexy rhythms of the soft music. Dani couldn't help but let the sounds take her as well. The samba beat had her starting to sway when she realized that the sparse, fine hair that lay over his dark skin stopped where his tan line started. She pulled his boxers lower, revealing the thick base of his smooth-skinned, lightly veined cock.

Dani's cunt started to moisten again as she pulled the black silk further down, exposing the rest of the first cock since her husband's, and only the second in all to have ever been inside her pussy. Then she shuddered violently, recalling her brazen actions and her obvious pleasure in submitting on the balcony – there was no way it could have been interpreted as anything but an invitation to the group below. But that would be later, another time. Now, she found herself a virtual captive of the man standing over her, unable and unwilling to refuse him anything. Her breathing grew shallow and fast as she brought his boxers past his knees and over his slim, muscular calves to his feet. She lifted each leg in turn, clearing the black silk away when she recognized, in a lightning flash, that one of her most favorite scenarios, based on the naively erotic sci-fi / fantasy books that were a secret pleasure during her teenage years, was being recreated right here. She sat back on her heels as Alan re-occupied the chair, his legs spread wide in front of her.

He tilted his silver-covered head slightly as he looked down at her in silence; the music and her quick, shallow breathing providing the only sounds in the room. There was a slight change in the way she was sitting…posing, really…and there was something vaguely familiar to him in her pose. Still silent, he reached down for his glass and handed it to her. "Two inches, please…the open bottle on the bar." Dani's athletic form was on full display as she rose to her feet and turned to the bar. She moved with exquisite grace, her hips rolling to the samba beat, her heart-shaped ass begging for all the attention it deserved.

She poured his drink with a renewed sense of confidence as she played out her chosen role. Her passive acceptance of everything that had happened so far let Dani concentrate on the energy and the desires that drove her a full 180 degrees away from the rest of her life since early that evening. She looked at his dark trim body as the scotch splashed in his glass. Having succumbed completely to his mental seduction, the unfulfilled and still unsatisfied wife was thrilled that, after everything else, he was a beautiful, testosterone-filled man.

She walked back to him, moving with the rhythm of the music, feeling her desire swell her nipples and engorge her nether lips as she stopped, once again between his spread feet. She handed him the glass and sank back down to her knees on the plush carpet.

Alan couldn't believe his most excellent fortune – to have found her at all, let alone at this pivotal point in her life, was more than amazing. That she had both the intelligence a change like this required and the courage to play it out was against all odds…and yet, there she was. He knew he could not…would not…disappoint her.

He put the glass down on the floor untouched. She felt his ice blue eyes scanning her as she knelt before him. The highly successful, very observant man noticed several things about her. Instead of her toes pointed behind her, now they were curled forward with her soles perpendicular to the floor. Sitting on her heels this way caused her calf and thigh muscles to tighten, shaping her slim, athletic legs perfectly. Her hands had moved to her back, each one clasping the opposite elbow. This straightened her torso while thrusting her proud breasts and swollen nipples slightly upward. And finally, he noticed that her knees were now spread almost shoulder width. And then, suddenly, he remembered it as well and the memories started the blood flow to thicken his cock.

Dani was amazed that it had all come back to her so clearly. She was waiting, her face tilted slightly downward but her eyes looking up. "How old were you, Daniella? The first time you read it?" His voice was thick with his desire for the beautiful blond woman, so willingly on her knees in front of him.

"Excuse me, Alan…what? Read what?" Her voice was so soft, he could hardly hear her over the jazz in the background.

"Slaves of Gor," he said impatiently. "What were you? Fourteen? Fifteen?" He heard the change in her breathing when he told her the title – he knew he was right. "Maybe the first time was with a flashlight under your sleeping bag at summer camp – was that it, Daniella?" His voice got rougher as the tell-tale flush spread across her throat and covered the moist flesh of her quivering tits. " Rubbing your little virgin pussy…weren't you afraid the other girls would hear you cum?"

Dani was almost beside herself as the first truly erotic memories and emotions of her youth mixed with the energy that surrounded her in the hotel room. "How could he know that? It's not possible!" she thought to herself as her internal vibrations climbed to a higher level. She was sure there would be a puddle beneath her if she looked and her nipples ached worse than before.

"Answer me, Counselor Evans. How many times did you wait until late at night to take it out of your special hiding place and re-read those dog-eared pages while you played with yourself?" He waited for her answer. After what he judged a sufficient amount of time, he leaned forward, his lips to her ear and his fingers back to her sore nipple. As he spoke, he rolled the swollen nub gently back and forth. "I'm waiting, Daniella."

The implied threat of his fingers was enough to send Dani back to the burgeoning sexuality of her teens. "Yes…yes…yes…" she tried to scream at him but only a whisper came out of her mouth. "How did you know, Alan? How could you tell?" Her skin was vibrating with raw electric power and the crème filling her cunt began to leak.

Alan reached behind her, cradling the back of her long, slender neck in his open hand. He drew her closer until he could feel her hot, shallow breath on his cock, making it grow with every heartbeat. "Sometime in the future, my dear," he took his right hand off her tender breast and used it to rub the swelling head of his stiffening cock over her lipstick-covered mouth, "you will have to make several decisions regarding the two of us." Dani was groaning, her insatiable lust on the rise. She felt his left hand, firmer now, holding her immobile as her deep green eyes feasted on his thickening erection. "Perfect," she thought, "just like the rest of him." He cupped his full sac in his palm, his cut cock standing proudly. Her inexperienced eye guessed him to be perhaps just over six inches long and at least four inches around at the base. His soft skin stretched upwards, narrowing just slightly as it curved gently back towards him before his dark, mushroom-shaped cockhead swelled above the pronounced ridge. His cock was beautiful to the lust-driven young woman. She watched a clear, shiny drop of pre-cum escape the slit. He tilted her face upwards so she could see his clearly into his eyes, then…

"Whack!"

He slapped his stiff prick against her cheek. "But right now, you only have to decide…"

"Whack!"

Alan gave her other cheek the same treatment. "…how quickly you relax your long, elegant throat." Dani gasped each time his cock hit her face. There was no physical pain, but she felt so debased by his actions. Even so, she knew he was only increasing her excitement. When she gasped the second time, Alan brought her open mouth over his rock-hard cock. "Make it wet, Daniella. It will be easier for you."

Dani couldn't wait another second. If she didn't taste him soon, she would lose it… naked, hot and exposed before a virtual stranger, she had never been as totally fucking horny as she was that night. She was certainly no stranger to a cock in her mouth. Before dating Jimmy, she had sucked the dick of nearly every boy – from 18 to 25 - that she'd gone out with more than twice. Some of them, especially when she was younger, were truly fortunate, providing her the chance to hone her skills. One lad was lucky enough to be the first to pass through her mouth and lodge his young, virgin cockhead in her throat. He had almost no pubic hair at all – it was an experience she greatly enjoyed. In fact, years later, on the second night of their honeymoon, Dani let her new husband know, in no uncertain terms, that the last time she let him put his dick in her mouth the night before, was the last time his unshaved crotch would ever come close to her face again.

She finally slid her lips over Alan's maleness and when her tongue flicked at him and she tasted his sweet pre-cum, her cunt spasmed in a brief mini-climax. Her long blond hair covered him as she let the first few inches of his delicious prick slide over her tongue. "That feels so good, my dear. I think you've had some previous experience. Let's see, shall we?" His left hand closed firmly on the back of her neck, pushing her…forcing her…until her lips were stretched as wide as they could go and the tip of her sculptured nose was pressed hard against his pubic bone. Dani gagged as his cockhead hit the back of her throat.

Still holding her face tightly against him, Alan stood up and then he pulled his cock back across her tongue until only the thick spongy head was between her lips. He tugged her hair until she was looking up into the ice-blue slits of his burning eyes. "That's very good, Daniella, gagging like that." Alan laughed softly. "I know most men would try to apologize after hearing that, but don't believe it for a minute." Alan thrust his hips forward, making the hot blond on her knees gag again. "We love that sound…maybe more than anything." He withdrew once more to the sound of Dani moaning and then she was sucking his cockhead between her luscious lips. "Now, Daniella, let's see if you can make that beautiful music…but this time, let my cock slide down your throat, not hit the back of it."

Dani felt his hand in her hair, but there was no pressure. Her cunt was on fire and her nipples were like bullets exploding out of her full, firm tits as she realized that this was her moment to shine. She knew he was cutting her a little slack, letting her try to accommodate him this first time, but she wanted none of that. She put her hands on his tight, muscular ass and pulled his perfectly shaped, rock-hard man-meat through her glossy lips and over her wet tongue. She looked into his eyes as he passed through her mouth; she gagged, just a little…just for him, before she opened her throat to him. "Sweet Jesus…it's been a long fucking time," she thought. She remembered how she had loved the power it gave her and then she started to swallow him…the smooth walls of her throat rippling softly and sensuously over him.

Alan laughed softly to himself as the hot, blond lawyer tried to impress. He was loving the feeling, the way she was swallowing him was exquisite – but clearly it was her feeble attempt to wrest control back from the man in her mouth. He would have none of it! He felt Dani was letting her sensual memories start to intrude and she was enjoying this new experience way too much…for all the wrong reasons.

When he spoke again, after letting her give him a few more indescribable swallows, the highly-regarded, classically beautiful professional on her knees before him was shocked. She had never heard his voice…anyone's voice…sound quite like it did at that moment. Just above a whisper, it carried more power than she ever knew was possible. "Did I tell you to put your hands on my ass, Daniella?" She froze in sudden fear and confusion; he saw the panic in her wild green eyes as he drew his thick, rigid organ out of her hungry mouth. He reached behind himself and grabbed her wrist. He brought her hand to her face. With the same compelling voice, he said, "Make your finger wet…now." She was distraught; this was not going according to her plan. Alan pushed her middle digit into her mouth, making Dani gag for real. He took it away and brought it back behind him. "You like my ass, Daniella? You like touching it?" He slid her wet finger, almost in slow motion (or so it felt to Dani) through the groove between his cheeks. When she felt the pucker of his tight muscular ring, she almost stopped breathing; her skin was on fire and her cunt was awash in her liquid love.

She felt the slightest push back against her fingertip and she heard him say, "Then touch it properly." He pushed her stiff finger past his clenching sphincter and as far as it would go into his ass. Dani trembled as another climax rippled through her hyper-sensitive skin. Powerful, clenching muscles held her finger captive and he moved his empty hand back to her face. "Daniella, darling, were you trying to seduce me? Sucking my cock like a hot little wife who just crashed the family car and doesn't want hubby to kill her." He pulled back on her shining, lustrous blond hair, forcing her eyes up to his again. "I think that's a little too close to your comfort zone, don't you?"

Just as quickly as he'd stuck it in, the dark, powerful man pulled her finger out of his bowels and pushed it right back into the shocked woman's mouth. "This is not a cozy little fling here, Daniella." He pulled her finger out and rammed his thick hard cock past her lips and into her throat. He held her face so tightly against his flesh she could hardly breath. Now his voice was more ragged, dripping with his pent-up lust. "You know the position, little slave girl…arms behind your back…hold yourself tight…don't let go, Ms Evans…" She complied immediately, her centerfold-quality tits capped with dark pink bullets pushing out of her chest like a cover model on a lurid paperback. Dani's flesh was electric – charged by the power of his voice. He kept his hands in her long blond hair as he pulled his hips back and then plunged his heavy, throbbing cock through her mouth and into her tender throat…making her gag on his masterful, erect organ…over and over, again and again and again.

Alan's commands had started the waves that spread from her throbbing clit along every nerve in her body. No one had ever – not even in her dreams – spoken to her that way. She could smell her own arousal flooding the hotel room as he kept pounding his thick shaft through her tender lips. He was relentless in the way he used her; and she couldn't believe the way her body was reacting to him. In her previous life (there was no question now, no doubt in Dani's mind that she had begun a new life that night) the beautiful blond licked and sucked the cocks she allowed between her soft lips – not that night, however. That night, kneeling before this overpowering man, naked and exposed, hot and wet and vulnerable, riding the waves of a massive and shattering orgasm…she was skull-fucked into oblivion and beyond.

When she thought she could take no more of the insane pleasure he was forcing her to endure, every cell in her body screaming for the burning ecstasy of total release, she felt his burning cock-head lodge in her throat; her lips were stretched even more as his thick shaft began expand and throb against her tongue in her suddenly hungry mouth. She knew there would be no warning before or apology after. Her face pressed tightly against his sweat-slick flesh, she couldn't help but inhale the pure pheromones he exuded along with the scent of his musk as she was forced to breathe through her nose. She had never wanted anything more than this when

"AAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

The deep, guttural groan, accompanied by a surge of hot, thick, pearl white crème that rushed through his cock and exploded into her throat, transported her into a spectacular new universe of feeling and sensation and endless pleasure of the mind and body. If her mouth had been empty, she would have screamed in harmony with his constant groan.

And then, amazingly…unbelievably…he took her even higher as first, he pulled back enough to let the next two spurts painted her mouth and tongue; the taste of his pure essence lifted her up, as if she was weightless in this new place. And then he withdrew completely, shooting rope after rope of his hot, sticky cum across her face and her breasts until finally, after he squeezed the length of his shaft forcing any semen left to bubble out, he wiped his softening prick clean against her scalding flesh.

Dani's mind was reeling under the power and intensity of all these suddenly-exposed deep, dark desires. The electric hum moving through her kept her floating, barely aware of his harshly whispered command: "Don't move, Counselor…close your eyes."

Frustration, along with her excitement, grew exponentially as she waited naked on her knees. Her empty, convulsing cunt was screaming to be filled…no, not filled but SPLIT APART by his thick, powerful maleness. Her arms burned with an incredibly erotic discomfort, still held tightly behind her back, and her eyes were closed as she rolled her tongue over every ridge in her mouth, savoring every drop of his cum. She felt his warm breath as he bent to her ear. "Open your eyes, Daniella…see what you are capable of."

"OOOOHHHHH!!!!" She opened her eyes, confused momentarily by image in the tall mirror he'd placed directly in front of her. She looked quickly at his handsome, tanned face and then back to her reflection.

"Uuuunnnnnggggghhhhhhhhh!!! Oh! OOHH!!!" When she truly realized that the cum-covered trembling slut in the mirror was her, she felt her body being launched through the ether…rocketing her essence and her energy…shooting her liquid sex into the brilliance of the sun.

Alan picked her up in his strong arms – he felt the vibrations of her cosmic climax flowing under her rippling flesh as he carried her to the large, multi-head luxury shower in his suite. He held her up as the hot steaming water flowed over her gleaming pale skin, washing away the remains of the beautiful suburban lawyer's debasement.

Dani's awareness started coming back as Alan gently soaped her back with the softest washcloth she'd ever felt. He turned her half-way around and once again thrilled her with his gentle loving touch, cleaning her incomparable face and then moving lower to the perfection of her heaving breasts and swollen nipples. The dark, powerfully built man dropped to one knee before her, lathering her flat stomach and her mons before washing her long, smooth legs.

He turned her in a slow circle, letting the water carry the suds away and when her clean, naked pussy was in front of his face, he slid his long tongue through her slit. Her knees buckled when he flicked her clit, the orgasmic waves starting to pound on her again. He turned her again until she was facing the dark gray slate wall. Still on one knee, loud enough to be heard over the splashing water, he directed her to spread her legs and put her hands flat against the wall in front of her. Dani whimpered in anticipation as he kicked her heels further apart. When he was satisfied with her position, the way her lower back arched gracefully into the sublime curves of her firm, seductive ass, he stood up slowly behind her.