The Night Out Pt. 05

Just as she thought her body was going to explode the bite of the other nipple clamp jolted her with ripping pain. The pain pushed back her cum, but it continued to build with the pain making it more intense. Julie was being buffeted between pain and carnal jubilation. Her body reacted with hysterical spasms, and her mind couldn't grasp the intoxicating rapture. Pain and pleasure merged creating an explosion of brilliance more powerful than any drug. All thoughts disappeared from her mind and all she could do was feel and oh God, she wanted to feel more. If this were a drug, she would have been addicted.

She could feel every cell in her body exalting the feelings running wild through her body. Every sight, sound, and smell seemed more intense and more intoxicating. She had never felt like this or these kinds of emotions and she was drunk on his devilish ministry. Julie was suddenly aware of the frenzied enchantment her body was capable of. It was also clear what incredible magic her body could produce when she gave up control to John. He was indeed her teacher and she knew she never wanted him to stop. In a breathless passionate plea, she whispered, "Please ... More ... Show me More!"

John knew they had made a huge step forward, but now was not the time to slack off. He pulled his fingers from her pussy then used her flogger on her back, butt, belly, legs and breasts. With his other hand he used her wand vibrator to tease her clit and nipples; keeping her on the edge of ecstasy but never letting her cum. Pain turned into a pleasing liberation while pleasure became an unending torment.

Julie was having a hard time catching her breath with the constant buffeting between pain and pleasure. Her chest heaved trying to fill her lungs with air, but it also made her breasts sway invitingly. John used both the riding crop and the vibrator as he took advantage of the tempting targets with her clamped nipples dancing before his eyes.

She had fought him for as long as she could, but the erotic combination stripped her mind of all except the euphoria. Her mind disappeared into a foggy bank of unending bliss and only when he removed the nipple clamps did, she momentarily come out of the fog.

The blood rushing back into her nipples brought harsh and brutal pain with her feet coming off the floor as her core clinched in response. His tongue felt like sandpaper as it raked across her ultra-sensitive nipples, but his gentle licks soon washed away the pain. As his lips soothed her tortured nipples she floated back into her foggy ecstasy.

His hands were playing a Symphony on her body, with each movement taking her to different themes and tempos. His hands were gentle as they cupped her face, tenderly caressing her neck, arms, belly and hands. It was his soft opening Sonata that had a fast tempo, gentle yet seductive, meant to light the fire inside her. Each flirtatious touch played octaves on her skin leaving behind a fiery tension that was part of the opening movement.

The second movement was slow and torturous, stoking the fire inside her. When his large strong hands gripped her, she could feel his passion and knew that he wanted her. His strong demanding hands made her feel desired and secure enough to give in to his demanding hands.

By the end of the second movement her body was twitching erotically, trying to quell the bonfire inside her. It was hard to breathe with the fire inside her consuming all the oxygen, but it was pure blissful agony. His hands didn't ignore any part of her body, as he teased and tantalized her beseeching skin from the soles of her feet to the hair on her head. He searched for those perfect spots that made her want to squeal, cry and flee. All while Julie was praying, he wouldn't stop.

In the third movement his tenderness morphed into an aggressive master who took what he wanted from her. His hands pulled her hair roughly as his mouth bruised her lips with his demanding kisses. His fingers filled her pussy challenging her and relentlessly pushed her towards her explosive abyss, but he wouldn't push her over the edge. Her pleading whimpers and desperate screams were music to his ears and the beginning of the minuet.

Each strike of the flogger against her ass and each pop of the riding crop against her nipples or pussy was like clashing the symbols. Each made her body writhe and jump in time to her internal music. Julie had given in to the torturous rapture, with her body freely expressing its passion as the symphony continued.

She was deep into subspace with her mind clear of any thoughts and her eyes staring, but not seeing. She could only feel and respond as pleasure became pain and pain became pleasure. For the first time in her life she was free. There were no constraints as her body rejoiced in the perfect combination of painful pleasure. He was merciless as he continued to push her boundaries, yet keeping her from achieving the release she craved.

It was incredible and special to be taken and used like this. He was teaching her and showing her what her body was capable of feeling. He had understood her fears, but pushed them away so she could find who she really was. He was showing her just how special she really could be, and how much she meant to him. He had shown her things she had never seen and taken her places she had never been. He had done it all for her and her husband, without anything for himself.

John had wiped all thoughts from Julie's mind except thoughts of him. His touches, kisses, lashes and caresses were dominated her thoughts. He controlled her mentally, emotionally and physically. She was the point where she didn't know if she could exist without him. He had become part of her and she part of him. They were now dominant and submissive, man and woman, pleasure and pain.

She was helpless before him with her body stretched taut and her toes barely touching the floor. Her body was riddled with red stripes from neck to knees and her skin glistened with perspiration. Her muscles rippled and strained underneath her skin glorifying the passion that he discovered inside her. The insides of her thighs were wet with her juices in testament to the fire inside her. Her chest heaved with the exertion and she'd given up trying to speak, but instead only moaned and whimpered with the joy she had found.

John watched her face screw up with unrequited passion and she was truly breathtaking. Her true beauty came to the surface and the real passionate Julie revealed herself. All the hiding was now gone, as well as the prideful arrogance. She was wide open with her passionate heart and loving soul exposed to his adoring eyes. He was right, her insides more beautiful than her outside and her outside was stunning.

Her luminous eyes were sending a message and it was, 'I'm yours, all of me.' He finally felt her love and trust, but her willing surrender was a moment so perfect it took his breath away. As he looked into her eyes, John knew he would never be the same. Her eyes stirred a bone deep emotion that wracked his very soul. It was what many people call love, but it wasn't just him, he saw it in her eyes too. Her head swiveled towards Fred and she gave him the same look. She truly didn't belong to both of them.

She had just let him in, she had given them all her desire. John stopped and gently kissed her trembling face letting her know that he felt that love as well. Julie watched his loving kisses and felt a deep ache inside her heart, one she knew only he could fill. In a breathless whisper that he could barely hear she pleaded, "Mmoorree ... please ma more."

John kissed her gently, his hands lovingly caressed her heated and inflamed flesh. Her impassioned looks tugged at his heart and the love in her eyes captured his soul. John gently kissed the tip of her nose lovingly whispered, "Absolutely my love!" He stepped back continuing the symphony. He pushed Julie back into subspace as he completed the third movement.

The fourth movement felt very much like the first movement to Julie, seductive yet demandingly tender. Except now every cell in her body was attuned to his touch. Her skin was listening and responding to his touch with her heart needing his loving attention. Julie's heart and body was still yearning for the one thing hadn't given her. She ached to feel his cock buried inside her and to feel his skin rubbing against hers.

He was teaching her things she never imagined and it changed her forever, but she needed more. She wanted him to love her and make love to her. Julie wanted to feel his muscles rippling against her skin as he held her tight. She needed to feel his chest hair tickling her nipples. Julie wanted him to love her as much as she loved him. As the fourth movement continued, she was lost in her dreamy loving subspace.

John took her to an existence she never knew existed. She writhed in deliciously sensual need while he teased, tortured and tantalized her. She's thought she would go insane from the incredible pleasure, but then he pushed her over the edge. The explosions of orgasmic pleasure were beyond her ability to comprehend. It was pure pleasure and limitless in its blissful satisfaction. She felt like she was floating on a sea of stars with supernovas exploding in her mind.

Her previous orgasms were insignificant compared to the bone searing pleasure she felt during the symphonies climax. Her earthly existence seemed to disappear behind the rapturous explosions that controlled her heart, mind and body. She thrashed, wriggled and squirmed like a worm on a hook as the unparalleled bliss controlled her body.

Julie lost track of everything except John's mastery of her mind and body. At this moment she couldn't tell anyone what date or what year it was. She couldn't tell you where she was or even her name. Julie could only feel and even that faded as her mind and body disappeared into sensory overload.

She was ripped out of subspace as she felt someone playing with her sphincter. She felt first one finger then two spreading her dark star and adding some slippery grease to her hole. Suddenly the fingers work on and she felt John's hands grabbed her hips as he speared her bunghole with his cock. She felt a harsh burning as his cock stretched her ass. At that moment a naked Fred stepped in front of her and began to ease his engorged cock into her pussy.

Julie felt stuffed with cock and the thought of her two lovers sharing her sent chills through her body. As Fred slid deeper inside her she felt both cock's touching her deep inside with only a thin membrane separating them. They seem to be fighting for dominance is thrust inside her creating a back-and-forth rhythm as they pushed her to a kind of Nirvana she had never known.

This never even remotely been a fantasy that she held onto, but now is happening and her body rejoiced with her whole nether region on fire. Even stuffed as she was, she desperately wanted more and she pulled herself off the floor wrapping her legs tightly around Fred and pulling him deep inside her. John grabbed her hips and began to thrust harder inside her as well, creating a delicious friction that sent Julie soaring towards a cum of gargantuan proportions. Within the next stroke her orgasm hit and Julie felt her heart stop for several seconds.

Now she knew why an orgasm was called the little death, because the pleasure obliterated all other bodily functions. Her breathing stopped and she swore her heart stopped, as nothing existed except the nuclear explosions inside her. Her two lovers continued pounding inside her and soon and even more powerful blissful explosion detonated inside her.

While her mind was soaring in a blissful magic carpet her body spasmed in the most glorious fulfillment of her ecstasy. Her muscles rippled and clinched in a frenzy of bliss. It was then that she felt John's cock in her backside pulsing as he filled her with his seed. Within seconds after that she felt Fred's cock throbbing inside her painting her pussy with his cum.

He stood for a minute with everyone breathing hard and Julie sandwiched between her two lovers John and Fred. Then John untied her hands in Julie sagged into Fred's arms. All three sat on the daybed as their bodies came down from an endorphin high. Julie felt incredibly beautiful and sexy as her two lovers wrapped her arms around her.

As her mind began to clear of all the ecstasy, her heart began to beat with the knowledge that she had two men that love her. Both men love her enough to not let her get away with her spoiled willful behavior and both love her enough to share her with each other. She had no idea where this was going to go, but for the moment she felt safe, secure and loved. She was happier than she had ever been.

She didn't want to overthink what had just happened, but she wanted to find a way to keep this passionate love alive. She let her mind drift away as she snuggled into the embrace of the two men she loved.