Jan Springer - The Pleasure Girl

Her occasional client would be greedy. They always were. Not taking the time to pleasure her, he’d just slap the money down and she’d end up sobbing after he was gone. Weeping at what she’d become. But with Logan, it had been different. He’d taken her pleasure into consideration, but would she end up crying into the pillow after he left?

Truly? She hoped not, but probably. He’d brought her a renewed feeling of worth, and with these three men in the room, their gazes on her nude body, their hoarse breaths snapping through the air like whips, she wanted what was to come next. Wanted this bad.

She yelped in surprise when a warm hand cupped her right breast.

“Easy, I’ve got you, babe.” Logan’s tender voice whispered like silk over her alert nerve endings, calming her sudden flare of uneasiness.

Wow, for a few seconds there, she’d been so carefree. Now she seemed to have sunken back into doubt. From her other side, someone cupped her other breast. This hand was calloused, not as hot. But she could smell the soap he’d used out by the pump.

“I’ve got you, too.” She recognized the voice of the one called Spencer.

She nodded clumsily and he squeezed her nipple between his thumb and a finger. Then both of her nipples were being plucked and kneaded. To her surprise, a wondrous pulsing beat sprang between her thighs.

A pair of hot hands lightly covered her ass cheeks, and the third man’s deep voice curled like melted chocolate over her senses.

“I’ve got your backside, sweetie,” Cassidy said.

A sharp slap to her ass had her yelping at the pain, but hot hands soothed her fiery flesh with gentle caresses. A few more heavy slaps and her ass was literally burning, and truth be told, she was enjoying it. Peeking sideways, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and her mouth dropped open in wonder at the sight. Her cheeks were flushed red on both her ass and her face.

“You like getting spanked, don’t you, honey?” Cassidy asked. He didn’t wait for an answer as a finger swept between her pussy lips and grazed her vaginal opening.

“Oh, yeah, she does. She’s soaking, Logan. You didn’t tell us she liked getting spanked.”

“You didn’t ask,” Logan said in a thick, heavy voice that sent a wild buzz through Teyla. Obviously, he’d gotten turned on watching her getting spanked. “Besides,” he continued, “she wasn’t being bad with me, so I never really had a reason to give her a really good hard spanking. But I must admit, her ass does blush nicely.”

“I’d say she’s being bad now, Logan, my man. She’s got two other men in her bed, besides you. Don’t you think that’s reason enough for you to take over the spanking department?”

“Yeah, I like watching a woman get her ass spanked, and I like spanking her even more,” Logan murmured.

Oh, God. Teyla tensed as she creamed and listened to the rough breathing of her three men. She could hear them moving behind her. Then she gasped as a sharp sting snapped against her cheeks. She didn’t have to see who slapped her. She knew it was Logan from the restrained way his palm touched her flesh. He didn’t want to hurt her. Wasn’t as rough as the other one, but the effect was just as potent, if not more.

Logan slapped her ass a few more times until she burned and yearned for him to stop. When he finally did, he swept his hand between her legs and cupped her pussy with his palm. Pressing firmly, he gyrated his palm along her sensitized clit.

She bit back a moan as wicked tension sifted through her. Just as she started falling into the abyss of pleasure, he stopped grinding and chuckled knowingly, removing his hand.

“I’m pleased you enjoyed your punishment, Teyla.”

She held her breath as Cassidy began caressing her burning ass again with tender strokes. Logan returned to her side, and she expected him to begin stroking her breasts again. To her disappointment, he didn’t. Instead, he produced a black blindfold and placed it over her eyes. She smelled his scent on it. Musk and sweat and pine. Very nice.

The darkness was alluring, yet also frightening. She’d been paid handsomely for giving three men access to her body, and once again, uneasiness lashed her. What if they hurt her? Humiliated her? Told her neighbors what they’d done with her? Another shot of heat blazed across her face at that last thought, and she swallowed as someone gently tugged the butt plug from her hole.

Involuntarily, her anus spasmed and clenched, aching to be filled again. She ached to be filled by all three of them. Oh, sweet mercy! She’d never experienced such lust, such carnal need. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning her frustration, her need.

“Take it easy baby.” Logan’s hoarse whisper sped over her senses like ribbons of velvet.

She whimpered in answer, suddenly unable to speak. Unable to do anything but feel their caressing hands upon her flesh.

“Now let’s take this off the bed so we can continue arousing you.”

Shivers skittered through her at what he said. She nodded curtly as she was led off the bed. Her legs were wobbly, and if the two men hadn’t been holding her, she swore she would have dropped to the floor.

All three of them caressed her, their strong hands melting over her shoulders, her waist, and legs.

Logan stood in front of her. She could smell him. His dominating scent made her tremble with a sexual need so fierce it was animalistic. Untamed. Wickedly delightful. He began kissing her, his lips melting like liquid fire against hers. Meanwhile, their hands continued to touch, to tease, to seduce every part of her. It wasn’t long before exhilaration raged through her and she gripped Logan’s waist tightly, keening at this pleasure.

To her surprise, Logan chuckled against her mouth, breaking the deep kisses. “Was wondering when you’d start loosening up, babe. It’ll feel much better when you do.” His voice sparkled. He sounded happy and it made her heart smile.

He leaned in and kissed the erotic area behind her earlobe splashing wonderful sensations through her. He sucked her earlobe into his mouth and did such erotic things to her ear with his tongue, he had her trembling and barely catching her breath. Yes, he definitely did have a way with that tongue of his, and he chased away her fears all too quickly.

One of the other two men, she wasn’t sure who, but knew it wasn’t Logan because of his restrained roughness, massaged her breasts. He certainly knew how to handle them, for he expertly stroked her nipples, pinching and brushing his fingers firmly over them until she felt as if she were just two breasts. Weird to think that way, but she was. Behind her, the third man slipped his hands around her waist and pressed himself against her backside, letting her feel the big impression of his very hot and swollen cock against her left ass cheek.

Oh, my. He felt big. Just like Logan.

“Are you okay?” Logan whispered as he leaned in and kissed her chin. She nodded.

“It’s been quite some time since…” She inhaled a trembling breath, wanting to tell him it had been a while since she’d done anal, but the words just didn’t come out of her mouth. Mainly because she wasn’t sure if her confession might make them stop, and she didn’t want them to stop. Now that she’d come this far, she was way too keened and curious to find out what would happen next.

“You’re doing fine. Now just try to relax so we can entertain you, sweets.”

Have mercy. She was being paid to have sex with them, and they were entertaining her? What kind of men were they to put her pleasure before their own?

She forced herself to inhale, to loosen up. But how could any sane woman relax with three men touching her? At that thought, she almost burst out laughing as a tinge of hysteria shot though her. What would her female friends say if they found out? They’d think she was crazy, or maybe they’d be envious?