The Ultimate Erotica Collection: 3 Books in 1 - Destined to Play, The Silver Chain, Run to You. Primula Bond
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my mind re-establishes itself in my brain. My earplugs are removed and the strong arms release me from my binds; I’m lifted away, no longer anchored to the floor.
I’m now lying down on something large and soft and warm and I feel like my entire body is melting like a giant marshmallow into toasty fire, the cushioning is so perfectly accommodating my every movement. It feels good to stretch and be free again.
I detect a delightful flickering across my breasts arousing me from my liquid state.
God, that feels so good.
Now it’s on both sides. I feel blood flowing to the tips of my nipples.
How erotic. I let out a deep sigh …
The flickering turns into gentle pulling and kneading.
Each nipple has a slightly different tension, different rhythm …
It becomes more intense. Moist warmth arrives on my lips.
It is difficult to know where to focus.
My mouth is pried open softly by a warm tongue. It feels familiar but odd somehow, like it might be upside down. I squirm slightly under the soft pressure but allow the sensations of the kneading, sucking and licking to continue unabated … So many tongues accessing my body — oh yes, Jeremy, this is absolutely worth it! No fantasy in my mind could ever match this reality. I find it impossible to imagine what it looks like from the outside, as the touching and feeling are all-encompassing.
All of this attention feels so incredible on my body.
As my mouth and breasts are being consumed, my attention is drawn to light flutters moving steadily up each thigh. My legs open automatically to ensure their progress isn’t hindered in any way. Oh, yes, please come in. This is truly divine.
Flicking, tugging, kneading, biting — not too much, not too little. It is so perfect, I could cry. There is too much to focus on so I just let go, let my body absorb the intensity of desire and longing within me.
The tongue below reaches my entrance. It explores my inner depths ever so carefully, yet so purposefully and intensely.
Like it is sifting through precious jewels, probing to locate something rare and valuable. It takes my breath away. Tongue and lips suck and nibble and are never distracted from their mission until the tongue finally locates the gem it is searching for. It focuses like a missile penetrating deeply and wholly and relentlessly on its target. The tongues from the other mouths intensify their response to replicate its energy and penetration.
Desire threatens to devour my entire body as the tongues multiply exponentially, frantically searching for a place to penetrate, deeper, further, harder, faster. My ears, mouth, neck, breast, bellybutton, vulva, fingers, toes, wrists, ankles, knees, underarms — it feels like no part of my body is left untouched.
My body arches violently with the magnitude of my desire. The tongues and lips and teeth don’t skip a beat with my movement, instantaneously igniting their insatiable quest for more. I need them to slow down, ease up, though I desperately hope they don’t. They quicken to the pulse of my heartbeat, like a drum beating to a tribal rhythm of life. Wild passion ignites deep within my soul and integrates with the essence of my body; we pulse and beat mindlessly as one heart sends blood flow and orgasmic lust to the farthest reaches of my being and spins itself into a crashing hiatus, like the eye of a tornado.
No heartbeat.
No pulse.
No thought.
No mind.
I plunge into the profound abyss of euphoria.
And then it ignites and roars into a violent and awesome flow of sheer energy exploding, crashing and pumping through my body as though the centre of my being is Mount Vesuvius erupting over Pompeii.
The entirety of my world bursts so fast it takes everything away … away … away …
And my body convulses as it reacts to an electrifying series of erotic explosions over and over and over and over again …
Like it has never experienced before … like I never believed possible …
Pumping, pumping, pumping through every orifice of my body, setting my skin alight with liquid lava.
Wave after wave after wave of intense sublime pleasure …
Creating orgasmic flows of energy …
As if my body has never before reached true orgasm …
How long can this last?
I release a silent guttural scream, long and hard though it can’t be heard.
And immediately inhale deeply and desperately as though I’m a sexual newborn drawing its first breath, urgently seeking oxygen for survival.
My arched back finally releases from its rigid, captive state as I gasp for more air and allow the oncoming bliss to encompass me entirely. I groan with joy and heat and freedom and ecstasy and leave this earthly world to experience heavenly bliss … I am the sex goddess of the universe …
***
‘Oh, Alexandra. You are exquisite. You have blown our minds.’
‘And our analysis.’
‘Absolutely. Beyond all projections.’
Is someone talking? Don’t know, don’t care …
I’m so very far away …
All I know is that the vibrations pounding through my body are truly, fucking unbelievable!
And I am absolutely, comprehensively shattered.
‘Alexa! Can you hear me? Are you okay? Here, please drink this.’
I can smell delicious hot chocolate. Someone helps me sit up. I am on a firm bed of some sort, with soft cotton sheets.
‘Be careful. It’s hot.’
Something touches me and brings a cup to my lips.
It tastes like heaven and its heat cascades through to my chest.
‘Jeremy …’ My voice is barely a whisper.
‘Don’t strain, this will help your voice. Here, have some more.’
I finish the drink.
‘That’s it, now snuggle in. Understandably, you’re exhausted, it’s time for you to rest.’
He lays me down again, covers me up with a feather quilt and seems to secure me in place. It’s warm and cosy and he’s right, I’ve never felt more exhausted.
‘Go to sleep, sweetheart, we’ll talk later. You were beyond my wildest dreams.’ He kisses me gently on the lips and smoothes my forehead. I begin to waft into a subconscious state … dreams … sounds like a good idea.
‘All good here. Our work is done, for the time being at least. Great job, Dr Quinn.’
‘We’ll just pack up the rest of our things and leave you both to continue on your journey.’
‘Remember, J, the next twenty-four hours are critical, and the situation will need to be closely monitored for the next three or four days. Confidentiality is paramount. She must not see or speak to anyone other than you. Our competitors would kill for these kinds of results.’
‘Of course, not a problem, I have it completely under control.’
‘Well done, gentlemen. Until next time. This has certainly exceeded our expectations. We shall look forward to the complete results. Keep us posted in the meantime.’
‘Will do.’
Doors slam shut.
I’m not sure what the distant voices are talking about as they swirl around me. I feel so mellow. I vaguely hear engines vibrate beneath me …
And