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His eyes catch mine. “Wow you look breathtaking, Aubrey.” I blush feeling his eyes roam my body.
I laugh nervously as I play with the red fringe on my ...corset. Walking over to me he plays with my black wig and strokes my cheek under my red and black mask, “This could be interesting tonight, Ms. Bennett.” I instantly feel flush and wet between my thighs.
“Only if you play your cards right, Mr Black” I say as I brush past him to the long mirror on the wall behind him.
He lets out a laugh and grabs my elbow as he pulls me flush against his chest. I can feel his arousal pressing into my back. He leans down to my neck and his hands touch the outsides of my knees. They travel up my thighs slowly toying with my black and red lace garters and he kisses my neck. He whispered in my ear, “I. Always. Play. My. Cards. Right.” His hot breath sends a shiver down my spine. I let out a slight whimper, close my eyes, and my let head fall back onto his shoulder. His hands continue up and cup my hot sex. I can feel him grow harder on my back. Reaching my arms behind my back I slide them between our bodies. I grab him through his pants and stroke his hard cock. Letting out a deep throaty moan he turns me around and his lips find mine. Devouring each others mouths I start to undo his pants and reach in to grab his cock. I bite my lip and hold him with my gaze as I run my hand from the base to tip of his granite shaft. Reaching down he lifts me up walking me over toward the bed. I thought he was going to put me on it but he sets me on the dresser on the opposite side of the room.
Sliding between my legs he grabs my new black satin panties and with one quick tug they rip apart. “We won’t need these tonight” he growls. "However that big bow on your ass was very inviting."
Two fingers plunged into me working their way in and out, spreading my folds open, and hitting my special spot. I arched my back trying to get him to pay attention to my breasts. My nipples tingled needing to be touched.
I whispered breathlessly, “Oh Caston, please.”
I wrap my legs around his waist hooking them together. I dig my new fuck me heels into his rear. His mouth bites my cleavage spilling out the top of my corset. I let out a loud scream as his bite sent me over the edge. I wrap my arms around his head and weave my fingers through his hair. Pulling him into my chest as my insides rippled around his fingers.
His teeth grab the fabric of the top and pull it down and his mouth finds my hardened nipple. He flicked his tongue over the hard point as his fingers continued their assault on my pussy. Right as I am almost over the edge again, he withdraws his fingers and takes them in his mouth. “I just love the way you taste Aubrey.” My eyes hood in ecstasy as I stare into his eyes as he sucks my juice off his fingers.
Sliding me to the edge of the dresser he steps back. He looks me over spread open waiting for him, aching for him. Removing his belt he throws it on the bed and he lets his pants fall to his ankles. His glorious cock springs fee and I lick my lips. With one quick move he enters me. The feeling is magnificent. Wrapping his arms around me he starts to move. His fingers dig into my hips as he eagerly slides in and out of my soaking pussy. “God Tink, you feel so good. I’m going to explode.”
-Material posted below is an extension of Have I Told You. It may or may not be added to the boo...k at a later date.-
“Mr. Black, thank you so much for coming to our spring gala. I am sure you will be happy with the performance this year. We have an amazing senior class. The dancers this year are especially good,” Joe, the head of the Arts Department at State, says as he greeted me tonight.
“The pleasure is all mine, Joe. You know how much I care about the arts.”
I turned to walk over to the bar. These galas get old fast and I needed a drink. The bartender slid my drink to me and I sat back on the stool to scan the crowd for potential sweethearts. Work never ends. I saw a few girls giggling across the room and I nodded as I took a drink.
I got the biggest kick out of seeing girls squirm. I wondered what they were wearing under those dresses. Taking the last sip of my drink, I set the glass down on the bar and turned to walk over to them.
“Evening ladies. How is everyone tonight?” I asked.
They just smiled back at me. I think they were in shock that I was talking to them. The two girls looked at each other and giggled. “I’m Lana and this is Kristy. You are Caston Black aren’t you?”
I smirked, “Yes, I am Caston Black. Are you ladies in the show tonight?”
“Kristy is.” Lana said pushing her friend toward me. The girl stumbled and I caught her before she hit the ground.
She whimpered when I asked, “Are you ok? I don’t want Professor Lee to lose a dancer because of me.”
“Oh, I’m okay Mr. Black,” Kristy said shyly.
The lights blinked and I looked up at the ceiling. Fifteen minutes to curtain call. Flashing my panty dropping smile, I looked back at the girls. “Ladies, looks like I must get to my seat. Kristy, break a leg. Maybe I will catch you at the after party tonight.” I reached for their hands and brought them up to my lips kissing them gently.
I saw their legs buckle as I turned to walk away and I laughed to myself. Seeing my brother and his wife across the room, I gave a quick wave. Miles was 5 years older than me and had dirty blond hair like my mother. When I reached them, Miles slapped me on the back. “Cass, you are going to have to stop making girls swoon. I swear they were ready to suck your dick in the middle of this crowd.”
“Really, Miles? We are in public.” Sara said. “Caston, sweetheart, how are you tonight? Thank you for the invite. It is so nice to get away from the kids. A night to ourselves, what will we do?”
“I can think of a few things.” I teased.
She playfully slapped my chest. Sara was a beauty. Too good for my brother for sure. She was tall, thin, had dark wavy hair and a beautiful smile. She was an amazing mother to my niece and nephew.
“Is that all you two think about?”
“Yup.” Miles and I said in unison.
I offered Sara my arm and we walked into the theater with Miles walking behind us. Each seat had a beautifully printed program tied with a large satin bow. Sitting down, we made small talk until the lights went out.
The first number was an opera singer. I tried hard to stay awake. Work had been crazy and I had been up for over eighteen hours. I got a jab in the ribs from Sara just as my eyes started to close. Shaking myself awake, I opened up the program to read. I turned to the back. The dance program.
That is when I saw her. Her big hazel eyes, her long, wavy brunette hair falling over her shoulders cascading down her back. Her pale, creamy skin. Her picture spoke to me. I felt as though her eyes were pulling me to her. She was my next Hollywood Sweetheart. I could not wait to see her dance. I touched the picture and a shiver went down my spine. That was strange. I never reacted like this.
That is when the music changed. I looked up. The long legs traveled up to a beautiful ass. I felt myself getting hard. I knew it was her before she turned around. I had to meet her.
Once she turned around my breath caught. She was perfect. I could picture the magazine spread already…in her pointe shoes naked from the back, seeing her muscles highlighted perfectly. I would also love to do a bound picture with her too. Bound on pointe with her ass in the air.
I quickly took out my phone and typed in Aubrey Bennett, next BHS.
I needed a release. The images in my head were making it unbearable. I quickly looked around to see if I could find Lana. Sure enough I saw her staring at me while biting her lip. She was nothing compared to Aubrey but she would do.
I excused myself to Sara and Miles. As I stood up I caught Lana’s eye and nodded toward the door indicating for her to follow me. Reaching the lobby, Lana was on my heels. I walked toward the men’s bathroom and held the door open for her. Locking the door behind me, I turned around to see her already on her knees in front of me ready and willing to suck me off. I started to reach for my zipper but all I could picture was this Aubrey girl’s face. I tried to keep going but Lana wasn’t Aubrey. I couldn’t do this. I had to meet her.
Ok now to the good stuff! Since you guys are SO fabulous and blew up my likes... 100 new likes in less than an hour... Not only am I going to post a teaser, tomorrow I will post a short story about Caston and Aubrey as a bonus chapter!!
Here is the teaser I've been promising:
**WARNING, EXPLICIT MATERIAL. INTENDED FOR 18 YEARS OR OLDER**
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"Do you trust me?"
"Always," I purred.
He removed his belt from his shorts. "Move your hands away from your pussy."
I did as I was told, moving them to rest on my hips. He walked to my right side and let a fingertip trace up my arm as he did. Without warning the tip of his belt struck me between my legs. It was unexpected and stung but felt amazing. I gasped and rolled my head back taking in the feeling. I was panting when his thumb plunged into my mouth commanding me to suck it. As soon as I was focused on that, he snapped at my pussy again. My heart raced. I was soaking down there. I had never felt like this before. He took my wrists and flipped me so I was kneeling toward the back of the chair. The belt was lightly smacked across my ass. I was squirming needing to be touched. “Please Caston, touch me,” I pleaded.
Just then my arms were bound behind my back and I was pulled backwards I was panting as I let myself adjust to the new position. His breath in my ear was exhilarating. "Don't think," he growled, “just feel.”