Latin Hot! (Cancun Menage-Training Melana) - BDSM

Nasty... sexy... hot... This one has a few surprises...

ALL CHARACTERS 18 OR OLDER.

Excerpt:

As I twist the cap back on, I suddenly remember.... I undo the cap and pour more. Leaning to the side, I lift my hip and rub underneath. As I work it, I slide my hand inside my bathing suit to ensure full coverage. Again, it's sensual... and hopefully I’m as attractive doing this as I imagine! I shift my weight and repeat the process on the other side.

I finally lie back, close my eyes, and enjoy the sun. The Mexican heat is relentless and after a while, perspiration and oil blend and make my skin shine. It makes me feel sexy.

I raise myself on one elbow and shade my eyes with my hand. The ocean is still there, but most people have gone inside to escape the afternoon sun. I take a deep breath and sigh. I'm content. It's time to turn over.

I take my time turning onto my side. As I reach for the lotion, I slowly raise my eyes and look straight at him. He's been watching me since my arrival. All right, call me a flirt. I never said I wasn't....

* * *

“Open your eyes, Melana.”

I do. A man stands in front of us, watching. I didn't hear anyone, but then I've been lost in lust for three days. I simply moan and return to my pleasure. Somewhere deep inside myself I know I should be shocked... cover myself... hide behind Carlo... but I don’t. This isn’t like me. I’m overcome by need... and approaching pleasures. I don’t want to let go of this moment – even if a stranger is watching.

“Keep your eyes open.”

It's an order, so I do it. My attention returns to the man, but my pleasure is too great to let it go entirely.

“I want you to see him watch you,” Carlo adds.

“Oh my god.”
...
He reduces the pressure on my clit and my body demands it back with exaggerated movements from my pelvis.

“That's good. See his pleasure from watching you ask for it?”

My eyes lower automatically and I see the bulge in the man's pants.

“That's the same pleasure it gives me,” Carlo says softly.

* * *

“You want to do it for him.” Our whispered conversation continues.

I can't argue with that.

He moves closer, his face in my face, his leg hooked over mine.

“So let go and let it happen, Melana. Allow yourself what you really want and it'll give you more pleasure and satisfaction than you can imagine.”

“What do I really want, Mark?”

He kisses my forehead gently, then tells me. “You want to be dominated. You want to be controlled by a man you find worthy. You want him to push your limits without wronging you. You want him to demand so that you can submit. You want him to understand you better than you understand yourself. You want him to know when to hold you and when to leave you alone. You want him to be dependable so you can trust him with your life. You want him to be smarter than you and more capable. You want him to beat you at everything. And you want him to do all this with love.”

I look at him amazed. How can it be so clear to him after knowing me for only a few hours when I haven't been able to put it to words in a lifetime?

“You hadn't met anyone strong enough before,” Mark continues. “Now you have, love. Carlo melts your heart and soul. You must already know he can give you all that you need. But he can do it well only if he can have what he wants. And what Carlo wants, lovely Melana, is your complete sexual submission.”

My eyes fill with tears. I want to satisfy Carlo so much.


Menage (threesome). Stranger encounter(s). Sexual discipline. Very mild BDSM elements. May offend some readers.