Making Scents Ch. 03

"Please!" she screamed.

"Please what?" he asked innocently.

"Just make me cum!" she cried.

"And you won't retaliate against me?" he asked.

"No!"

"You won't cry rape or anything?" he asked.

"NO! I won't do anything. I'll forget this whole night. Just let me cum!" she pleaded.

His hands and tongue began their magic again. She bucked against him hard. "Yes! God yes!" she moaned, certain that she was finally going to get that orgasm. She knew at this point it was going to be big. It built up again and her body tensed. A tear escaped when she knew it was imminent. He stopped again.

"No! Fuck No! You said you'd . . ."

His cock slammed into her pussy up to the hilt. She came hard, harder than she had in her life, but it didn't stop there. He began to fuck her fiercely with an animal lust. She had a second orgasm, and then a third.

"GODDDDDD!" she yelled, but he didn't stop. His cock felt huge inside her and she loved it. She realized she also loved that her hands were bound. Then, he grabbed her hair and slapped her ass. She came again. Carol realized that this was the first time in her life that she was actually "fucking" someone. Everything up till now could be considered love making. This was raw. This was intense. This was as addictive as a drug, and she knew she was hooked. She had never felt so wanted . . .so needed. She had never felt like a sex toy, a body made for pleasure.

"Do you want me to stop now?" he asked her.

"NO!" she cried. "Please don't stop! Just keep fucking me!"

"Tell me what you want me to do." he ordered her.

"I just did." she moaned. "I want you to fuck me."

"Be more specific." he said and stopped pumping with his cock barely in her. She quickly tried to pull him back against her, but he held her at bay by her hips.

She never talked dirty in bed other than screaming "Oh god" if it felt great. Even asking him to fuck her was a new thing for her. She tried again, in vain, to push back and get his cock in her.

"Shove your cock into my pussy," she pleaded. "Fuck me hard! Pull my hair again."

Richard responded and gave her what she wanted. "Do you like the feel of my cock inside you?" he asked.

"Yes!" she screamed. "I love your cock! I can feel it so deep. I . . .I . . .Oh, God . . .I'm cumming again!"

She screamed as the orgasm hit her. She realized the dirty talk had a lot to do with it. What was this man turning her into? She came again and again as he fucked her, and when she was spent, he turned her around and put her on her knees and said "Thank me for that."

She sucked his cock with her hands bound until he came into her mouth and she swallowed it all happily, smiling up at him in hopes of approval when she finished. Richard lifted her up afterwards, kissed her, got her name and number and told her his. He sent her back to her friends, but stayed in the VIP section. She returned on wobbly legs with a huge grin and the events of the night were talked about by the girls for months after.

Carol wasn't stupid. She knew Richard had other women, but her eagerness and obedience to him soon made him announce that it would only be them from then on. She knew he wasn't lying because he had no reason to. She was happily coming to him like a lovesick schoolgirl, despite knowing about the others. She also knew that she wasn't in love with him. She was addicted to him. He wasn't a nice guy. He didn't treat her very well. He was completely unreliable, but when he fucked her, none of that mattered. They had done it in all sorts of public places. They had tried dozens of positions. They had used all sorts of toys. If it weren't for the fact that she'd only "fuck" Richard, she'd consider herself a slut, but it seems she was just a horny bitch. Richard gave her what she needed.

Today, something had changed though. Donald, who had appealed to every other aspect of her as a woman and a person, had managed to make her wet. She didn't know how he did it, what he said to affect her, but when she was next to him to say "good-bye", something about him made her want him. She couldn't believe she made that date with him. She wondered if this could mean the end of her relationship with Richard or if this was just crazy feelings brought up by concern because Donald got hurt. She wondered how Richard would react if she broke up with him. Not well, she imagined.

--

"What did you want?" Donald asked Kara.

"Sleeman's Cream Ale." Kara replied.

Donald turned to the bartender. "A Diet Coke, a Guinness draught, and a bottle of semen."

The bartender raised an eyebrow. Donald turned red and broke into a cold sweat. A moment later, every girl within ten feet of him sighed and felt herself get wet.

"Make that last one a Sleeman's." Donald corrected himself.

"Smooth, Donny," Tyson chuckled. "Smooth."

Kara hung onto Donald's arm as much to be close to him as to mark her territory. Several other girls had tried to come on to him, including the stunning girl in green whose name turned out to be Natalie. For a little while, it looked like she and Kara might fight, but Donald told them to be civil and polite and they did their best to obey him. Tyson noticed that right away. The side effect of this pheromone was that the girls seemed willing to do whatever Donald wanted to make him like them. It also gave him an idea to have some fun tonight, since he didn't stand a chance of any girl noticing him if he stayed near Donald.

"Follow me with this one." Tyson whispered to Donald.

"OK," Donald replied.

"Tell Kara and Natalie that you were wondering how good kissers they are."

Donald interrupted the girls who were trying to explain to him who had the nicer breasts. "Girls, I was just thinking . . .I'm really curious as to which of you two is the better kisser."

Their faces lit up and both moved in to show him. Tyson pulled him out of the way.

"Hey!" Donald complained. "I liked where that was going!"

"Stop them." Tyson ordered.

"Just a second, girls." Donald said and they held their ground.

"Now, tell them that in order to really judge you'll have to see the kissing, the body motion, everything, so they should kiss each other until you make a decision."

Donald turned, smiled and held out his hand to Tyson as if to shake it. Tyson slapped it. They then swung back and slapped the backs of their hands and then knocked their fists together.

Donald turned back to the girls. "Now, to really judge this, I'm going to have to see everything: body motion, the playing of tongues, the whole sensuality you put into it. So, I want you two to kiss each other until I say stop."

"Kiss each other?" the both asked.

"Now or I'm out." Tyson whispered.

"Now or I am leaving." Donald said.

The girls embraced each other and began a make-out session that hardened the cock of every man within view of it, as well as making a few odd pussies wet. The stunning mulatto girl with the body to die for making out with the sexy Filipino with the huge tits was a porno come to life. It went on for two minutes before Tyson began to elbow Donald.

"Huh?" Donald said, waking from a daze. "Oh, OK, you can stop."

The girls let go, though a little reluctantly.

"Now you're making this a very hard decision."

The girls hung on to each other but both ran their fingers along their bodies. "We can make it harder." Natalie said.

"Watch us, Donny!" another girl suddenly called out and everyone turned to another pair of girls start kissing.

"No, watch us!" yet another girl exclaimed. Soon four pairs of girl were making out and making a big show about it. No one but Donald and Tyson knew what was going on, but no one complained.

"Are you sure you want to save yourself for Carol?" Tyson asked. "You said she has a boyfriend."

"If she responds like these women, it won't matter." said Donald. "Besides, I want my first time to be with someone I know is sweet and caring and loving in bed. That's Carol. Although, I'm hoping some wild stuff will come later."

"Water, water everywhere." Tyson sighed.

"Don't worry, Buddy," Donald smiled. "I'm dedicated, not stupid."

"What are you saying?" Tyson asked.

"Who do you like better, Natalie or Kara?"

"Natalie's hotter, but I'd rather fuck Kara."

"Got it. Let's see just how obedient they are." Donald gestured to them. "Come here, girls."

The quickly came over to him.

"The four of us are going to go to the girls' washroom. Natalie, are you going to do whatever I tell you, no matter what?"

Natalie eagerly nodded her head. "Yes, Donny, anything you want."

"Me, too, Donny!" Kara chimed in.

"Good. Let's go." Donald said, and the four of them walked out of what looked like a lesbian make out area.

"I can't believe we're doing this." Donald said as they entered the washroom.

"I'm still not sure what we're doing," Tyson said. "But, I have a theory. I hope it's right."

"Natalie, get in that stall with Tyson. Ty, sit on the seat. Don't forget to lock the door. Kara, you're with me."

Donald got into the stall next to Tyson's with Kara and sat down. "Now girls, I want you to give us lap dances."

Kara immediately started gyrating to the music in front of Donald. However, seconds later Tyson yelled, "Donny!"

Donald suddenly remembered just how bad a dancer Natalie was. "Sooooooorry!" He called out. "OK girls, take of your tops."

Both girls quickly removed their tops and bras. Donald was hoping for something more sensual, but he hadn't specified and these girls were getting hornier each second.

"Now kiss us."

Kara moved in to make-out with Donald and he had his first kiss ever. He hoped he was kissing her right, but anything he did seemed to be fine with her. After a few minutes of this, his cock was straining against his pants. He figured Tyson was in a similar situation, so he broke his lip lock on Kara. "Now, get on your knees as give us blow jobs."

Both girls dropped to their knees and undid the pants of the man in front of them. But When Kara's huge tits mashed against Donald's legs and his cock disappeared into her mouth, he came at once. It caught Kara by surprised and she choked a bit and coughed.

"Everything OK over there?" Tyson asked, his voice cracked as he talked. Natalie was obviously doing a good job.

"Fine." Donald lied. He waited for the laughter and ridicule from Kara, but she just recovered from the episode and started sucking his cock again. It wasn't long before he started to get hard again and then the real pleasure began.

"Donny, our lives are going to be so different from now on." Tyson called over.

"Yeeeeaaaahhhh . . ." Donny agreed. "Just keep this weekend's escapades a seeeeeeeeeccccret. Can you imagine if Carol found out I did something like this? She'd be disgusted with me."

"Maaaaaahhhhuuummmmm's the word."

It wasn't long before Donald came again. This time, Kara slurped it up without a problem. Tyson came shortly after. They had the girls put their tops back on and opened the stalls to leave. The washroom was packed with girls, all with hungry looks on their faces.

"We'll have to remember to pick more private venues from now on." Tyson realized.

"Agreed." said Donald.

"Is it my imagination," Tyson asked "or are some of these girls focused on me?"

Tyson wasn't imagining it. "They probably couldn't tell who the pheromones were coming from and their minds made the association." Donald surmised.

"Every honey that wants to fuck me, raise your hand." Tyson announced. A third of the hands went up.

"I am going to have so much fun tonight." Tyson greedily stated.

"Don't get greedy," Donald warned. "We can come back anytime."

"Right . . .Right," Tyson agreed. "So, where are we off to now?"

"I have to go to the lab before I'm tempted to do something I'll regret later. Why don't you pick a couple girls? We'll go grab some food and then you can take them home."

"Good plan." Said Tyson.

He turned to Natalie. "I want to fuck you so badly, but I know it would suck. Oh hey, Donny, tell her this." he said and whispered into Donald's ear.

Donald turned to Natalie. "Natalie, listen to me. I want you to spend your free time this week watching strippers and porno movies. Learn to dance from watching the strippers. Learn to fuck from watching the porno's. Got that?"

"Yes, Donny. When will I see you?" she asked.

"Next week, we'll be back here. If we like the way you dance, then we'll take you home and see how well you fuck. OK?"

"Yes, Donny! I'll be a great dancer. You'll want to fuck me soooooooo bad!"

"Good. Go join your friends."

"But . . ."

"Go. I'll see you next week."

Tyson turned to Donald as she left. "Is that going to last until next week?"

"How should I know? It's worth a try though." He looked around the washroom at the horny, wet women. "Who do you want?"

"I'll take Kara, if you don't mind?" Tyson suggested.

"Not at all."

Tyson then pointed to a sexy black girl and hot red head. "You two, come with us." he ordered.

"You sure three is enough?" Donald asked sarcastically.

"They're not just for me. They're for each other." Tyson explained.

"Ahhhhh." Donald acknowledged. "Always putting others before yourself."

"It's the type of guy I am!" Tyson bragged. "The rest of you pick a partner and lick each other until you get it out of your system."

Some girls paired off. Others stood staring at Donald.

"You heard him," Donald announced. "This is now a pussy licking room. Enjoy yourselves until you can't orgasm any more."

When they left, every girl in the room either had her face in a pussy, a face on her pussy, or both. The boys and their new girl toys rushed out of the bar and argued in Tyson's car over which would be the best restaurant to go to so that Donald don't end up making every girl in the place horny. They decided on a nearby Japanese restaurant that had private booths for customers.

The girls spent as much time eating at the table as they did kneeling under it and sucking the boys' cocks. By the end of the meal, even the waitress was under the table. Donald's cock ached from all of it and this was even a record amount of blow jobs for Tyson. He began questioning the sense of taking the girls home, but he was a determined man. He had a three flavoured meal and he was going to enjoy it.

--

Carol arrived at Richard's with take-out Chinese food and videos. She had thrown some old clothes on - a T-shirt and sweat pants- and done up her ponytail in hopes that Richard would just want to hang out. Her mind was still on Donald. Richard had just gotten out of the shower and, as he walked out in a towel, he noticed immediately that something was up. Carol was trying too hard to be casual. He disappeared into the bedroom to get a few things. When he was ready he called for her. "Carol, come in the bedroom."

"I'm just dishing out the food, Richard."

"Now, Bitch!" Richard ordered. Normally it turned her on when he got dominant, but tonight, she wasn't in the mood for it.

"I'm coming." she said and walked cautiously to the bedroom. She hoped that he was just impatient and not horny tonight. When she walked in the door, he grabbed her from behind.

"I get the feeling that you're not in the mood tonight, Carol." he said as he slapped handcuffs on her wrists.

"Richard, please, no. I just want to relax tonight. I've had a long day." She half-lied.

"Shut up!" he said grabbing her hair and pulling her face to his. "Let's go over the basic rules again shall we? Who says when we fuck?"

"Richard, please . . ." she pleaded.

He responded by pulling her pants down off her ass and spanking her hard a few times. She squealed from the pain.

He grabbed her hair again and turned her to him. "Who says when we fuck?"

"You do." she said, bowing her head.

"Who says where we fuck?" he asked

"You do." she whispered.

"Who says how we fuck?" he asked.

"You do." she resigned.

Richard turned her around again and she felt something penetrate her ass. A moment later something else penetrated her pussy. He then threw her on the bed, pulled her pants off completely and locked her ankles together with leather cuffs. Finally, he pulled her off the bed and dropped her on the floor before walking out to the living room and dropping into his lounger. He sat there naked, holding two small devices. He hit a switch on each one and her ass and pussy came to life as the butt plug and dildo vibrators turned on.

"You know what to do." he said almost angrily.

She had gone through this many times. The dildo was secured in place via a thong-like locking strap. The vibrations from it and the butt plug sent waves of pleasure through her. Richard sat twenty-five feet away. Because of her restraints, she could only crawl on her side or like an earthworm to get to him and any movement caused the two vibrators to rub against each other, driving her crazy. If she came before she reached him, he would spank her hard. Carol enjoyed a light spanking, but intense pain did not turn her on. She hated the spankings. She did her best to be a good girl so as not to get them. Of the few dozen times she had started here on the floor, she made it to him about a third of the time without cumming.

She hated him right then. She did not want to suck his cock, but the spanking would be far worse. So she started to crawl on her side. Almost immediately, the movement made her eyes roll in her head and she moaned loudly. "Ignore it" she told herself. "Move!" She kept a slow steady pace. She had learned that that was the best way to go. Quick movements to get there fast felt like she was being fucked hard and fast with double penetration. She never made it that way. Still, the longer it took, the more it built up. Finding that happy medium was always the challenge and Richard never made it easy for her. He would tell her the things he planned to do to her and even on nights she didn't want to play this game, it turned her on. Sometimes, he put obstacles in her path. She was halfway to him tonight and sure she had things under control when he added a new twist. The dildo wasn't the one she was used to. He hit another switch and it began to throb inside her.

"DEAR GOD!" she screamed. She almost came right there. It felt amazing. She wanted to just give herself over to it and let it fuck her. She almost did, but she knew the moment she came, it would be over for her tonight. One thing being with Richard had done was give her great control over her orgasms. She continued across the floor, the vibrators fucking her, her pussy on fire, her ass tingling with pleasure. Finally, she was at his feet. She had to get to her knees using her head and face to climb the lounge chair. Finally, his cock was there in front of her, lying semi-hard. She scooped it into her mouth and started to suck it. At least her hair was in a ponytail. It usually got in the way. The vibrations and pulsing stopped, but Richard's cock hardened quickly for her and she picked up the tempo. Richard lay back and moaned as she serviced him. Every now and then, he'd hit a switch and either one of the toys would vibrate or the dildo would pulse. She moaned and squealed each time. Her head moved up and down in his lap. Her pussy screamed with need. Finally, he made familiar grunts and she knew he was going to cum. She braced herself, not only for his cum, but for the pleasure she was about to get when her turned on the vibrators to let her cum too.

His cum sprayed into her mouth but the vibrators never turned on. She swallowed his load and waited. Her eyes looked up at him, pleading while his cock sat in her mouth. He just smiled down. She didn't dare do anything until she had cleaned his cock. When he pulled it from her mouth, she looked up and whimpered "Please."

"I though you weren't in the mood." Richard accused.