Free Made For Sex by Joan Elizabeth Lloyd

Snow White,” Ronnie said, looking at Carla. “You know you love to have people watch you.”
    Carla stroked her pussy through her panties. She was soaking wet. She knew that if she caressed herself just right she would climax immediately but she found that she wanted to wait and continue to amuse Mr. Holloway. And, amazingly enough, she liked the fact that Ronnie was watching her.
    â€œMr. Holloway?” Carla said softly.
    He cleared his throat. “Yes?”
    â€œI’m right here, scratching the insides of my thighs with the tips of my long red nails. Now I’m using one nail and touching my clit, just brushing it, flicking it. It’s so good.”
    â€œI bet if you play with it, you’ll come,” Ronnie said. “Right Snow White?”
    â€œOh yes,” Carla groaned. “I want to come.”
    â€œThat sounds acceptable to me,” Mr. Holloway said.
    â€œStroke your cunt, Snow White,” Ronnie said. “Put the phone near your cunt and let Mr. Holloway hear your fingers moving.”
    Carla held the phone close to her pussy and slid her fingers under the crotch of her panties. She knew just how to touch herself because she’d done it so many times in the past five years.
    â€œYes,” Ronnie said. “I can see you with my eyes and Mr. Holloway can see you in his mind. Rub it harder.”
    â€œYes,” Carla whispered, panting. She was so close. Just another moment.
    â€œRub it faster, Snow White,” Ronnie said. “Can you hear her, Mr. Holloway? Hear how close she is to coming? Hear her breathing, how fast it is? She’s going to come…right now!”
    Carla let out a low moan as she spasmed. She held very still and reveled in the waves of pleasure that washed over her body.
    â€œDoes your cock hurt, darling?” Ronnie said into the phone as Carla slowly recovered from one of the best orgasms she’d had in a long time.
    â€œI think that will work out nicely,” Mr. Holloway said. “I have to go now.”
    â€œAre you going into the bathroom to take your big hard cock in your hand and massage and fondle it until you spurt hot come all over?”
    â€œI think that will be enough for now,” he said, laughing. “Otherwise it won’t go well for any of us.”
    â€œRight,” Ronnie said, laughing too.
    â€œThank you, darling,” Carla said into the phone, her breathing not yet back to normal. “That was wonderful.”
    â€œI’ll speak to you soon,” Mr. Holloway said. “And thank you for your help in this matter. I’ll handle it from here.” As he hung up, everyone was laughing.

Chapter
4
    â€œO h, Lord,” Carla said, curling up in her chair. “If that’s what it’s like all the time, then I’ll be both exhausted and delighted.” Strange, but she wasn’t embarrassed by Ronnie watching as she came.
    â€œIt is if you want it to be. You understand most of my rules and know that I stick by them, no matter how much money is involved.”
    â€œSpell them out again.”
    â€œI never do anything I don’t think I’ll enjoy and I make it clear to my friends that I always have the right to call things off at any time, as do they. That’s part of the reason for having dinner with a new acquaintance before our first encounter. Doing what I do takes trust. Everyone must have the right to say stop and we always agree on a safe word.”
    â€œSafe word?”
    â€œI usually use ‘popcorn.’ At any time, if anyone says that word, everything stops. Immediately. And if I can’t trust my friends to obey if I say it, and to say it if they want to stop, it’s no deal.”
    â€œWhy is it important that they say it too? You’re the one who needs a way out.”
    â€œNot really. Take men who enjoy being dominated. If I can be sure they’ll use the safe word, I can do anything that takes my fancy. I