MR. Thompson (5)

Chapter 5

My muscles quaked uncontrollably as his mouth ate me up, sliding from my mouth down my chin to my neck and continuing down my body from there. I grabbed the blanket underneath my head as he pulled my panties from my hips and slid them down my legs, his mouth leaving kisses all the way down.

He dropped them to the floor and looked up at me with the devil in his eyes. I couldn’t stop shaking as his hands slid up my legs and he crawled back up to me. He stopped, his face over my stomach and he thrust my legs apart and dove down between my legs, his tongue skating around the outside of my pussy.

I gasped and threw my head back, pushing my fingers into his hair. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever felt, but it stopped quickly. He climbed over top of me, sitting to the side and taking his tie off the bed.

“Give me your hands, Olivia.”

I did tell him he could do anything he wanted to me. Could I actually go through with it? My chin trembled in anticipation at what that might be. I saw Camille standing off to the side, the phone recording everything we did. Her hand was rubbing her breast, and her legs were apart as she walked closer to the side of the bed.

I swallowed my fear down and held my hands out toward him. He smiled and wrapped his tie around my wrists in a tight figure eight. He crawled to the headboard and pulled my arms over my head. He tied me to the headboard and moved back down to my side, his hands caressing my body at will. He pushed my breasts together then unclasped the bikini from behind, pulling it off my chest. Besides my thigh highs and shoes, I was completely naked and vulnerable to him.

When his fingers caressed my pubic hair, my breath caught. I knew what was next. He slid them down and teased me, moving them around my pussy lips and circling my clit until I was panting and moving my hips up and down. I wanted to tell him to fuck me, but I was afraid it would all end too quickly. I took a big breath to try and calm myself, but he wasn’t having it. He moved down and licked me, his tongue delving all around my clit. He pushed his tongue inside me while his thumb kept my clit stimulated. I felt an orgasm build quickly, my head getting dizzy from breathing so hard and heavy.

He backed off and caressed my inner thighs with his hands, looking over at Camille. She was still by the bed, but her dress was on the floor, and she was fingering herself inside her panties while she videoed our sex acts.

I have never felt more erotic and slutty, and I loved it. I pulled at the restraints wanting more of him, but he kept his distance until my orgasm slowly dissipated.

I worked on controlling my breathing, closing my eyes and concentrating on the massage he was giving me. I could feel my heart beat between my legs and a tingle in my nipples.

When I felt his mouth on my stomach, my eyes flew open. He slipped his finger inside me and stroked me slowly. Camille sat on the side of the bed, her hand still playing in her panties. She had set the phone down on the table beside the bed, propping it up to continue the footage.

Robert stretched toward her and kissed her hard, his tongue slipping into her mouth. Her body responded, leaning toward him.

“Oh, God,” I whispered.

I watched as he slipped his hand into her panties and stroked her. She moved like a wave in the ocean, her hands gripping her chest and pulling on her nipples. She put her hand behind her and lifted her butt off the mattress as he stroked her. Her hips grinded against his hand and he slowed his actions down until she started panting heavily. Her pants turned to grunts, and she stared at him with a dead stare, her body shaking to orgasm. She groaned and threw her head back until she collapsed onto the bed.

“Holy shit that was good,” she said, her chest heaving up and down with heavy breaths. “I owe you one.”

She turned to her side and watched as he turned his attention back to me. My mouth was gaping open, and I realized I was staring.

“Now,” he said. “Where were we?”

He pulled my hips up and turned my body around until I was lying on my stomach with my arms stretched out over my head. He hoisted my hips up in the air putting me on my knees with my butt in the air. He lifted my chest up off the mattress and placed the pillow under my head before lowering me back down.

I wasn’t sure what he was planning until I heard the smack and felt pain sear through my right butt cheek. I wanted to yell at him at first, but I forced an open mind as he slapped me again in the same spot. The pain seared through me again but this time he rubbed it with his hand, his fingers grazing over my pussy.

When his hand came down on my cheek again the pain mixed with the arousal I was still feeling and when he caressed me it stimulated me. I gasped and pushed my butt back toward him.

“Do you want more?” he asked.

“Yes,” I choked out. “Please.”

“You want me to spank you again, Olivia?”

I nodded, closing my eyes in anticipation. He rubbed the spot and slapped me again causing pain to push against my pussy walls. My arousal wrapped around every part of me and my body trembled for more. He slid his fingers inside me and fucked me with them as he slapped my cheek again. I thought I was going to cum the very next time he slapped me, but he knew how to play me.

I felt his hands on each side of my hips and his cock pressed against my bottom. When he was able to remove his pants was a mystery to me, but I knew it was time.

“I’ve been looking forward to this moment for a very long time,” he growled.

I felt the head of his cock press against my pussy lips and open me up, and I grabbed the restraints that bound me. He pushed in, moving back and forth allowing just his head to pierce me. He gripped my hips tight, and I heard him take a big breath. He grunted and drove his cock into me until his stomach was against my butt. He stopped as pain pushed through me mixing deliciously with the pleasure he had created within me.

I let out the air in my lungs and winced, pushing into him and rocking back and forth. He felt so good inside me. I never wanted it to end.

He gripped my hips and fucked me slowly at first then increased his speed. My libido was bubbling over, and my orgasm was threatening to explode as he moved faster. Camille caressed my breasts with her fingers as she held the phone overhead capturing every incredible moment.

I was panting so hard I felt dizzy again, so I tried taking slower breaths, but my orgasm grabbed hold of me and squeezed every muscle of my body. I couldn’t yell, I couldn’t groan, I couldn’t utter a word. I stiffened, my body rocking uncontrollably until he had thrust into me and came, filling me with everything he had.

He collapsed on the side of me and caressed my body as we calmed ourselves. Camille untied me and clicked the phone off.

“I bet we have some very nice footage of that.”

“Mmmm,” I cooed. “I can hardly wait to review it.”

Robert kissed me as he wrapped his arms around me. “For your eyes only,” he commanded.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Camille cuddled me from the other side, and I listened as their breathing patterned into a deep sleep.

I slowly crawled out from between them and gathered my things, taking my phone and checking for good video. As it played back quietly my mind was everywhere.

Did that just happen? Did I just lose my virginity to my ex-best friend’s father?

Oh, what I wouldn’t do to see precious Susan’s face when she found out her perfect daddy cheated on her perfect mommy, crushing her entire perfect world.