Free A Few Good Fantasies by Michele Bardsley

gaze captured hers and wouldn’t let go. One hand held onto her thigh. He was at the right angle to bump her clit.
    Pleasure shuddered through her.
    Then Sam reached down and pressed a button on the plug.
    It started vibrating.
    Euphoria sparked and built higher and higher. Sam’s thrusts got faster, harder. And the plug in her ass shook her into an ecstasy she’d never believed possible.
    Her orgasm imploded.
    Sensation after sensation blazed from her cunt to every nerve in her body.
    “Lissa!” Sam stilled, his cock pulsating inside her as he found his release. 
    They collapsed against each other.
    “Is it always going to be so … so … amazing?” Lissa asked.
    “Yes,” said Sam. “Always.”
     
    “SO WHEN’S THE wedding?” asked Janey.
    “Ha. Ha.” Lissa stood on the balcony of the suite and looked at the topaz ocean. The afternoon sun glittered in a cloudless blue sky. This place truly was paradise. “I’m still getting used to be his girlfriend. One step at a time, okay?”
    “Yeah, yeah.” Janey sounded much, much better, the faker. Her sister hadn’t been sick at all. She’d booked the trip and manipulated the situation so that Sam would take the trip with Lissa.
    Janey and Sam had planned the whole thing. She was too happy to be really pissed-off about it, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t seek sisterly revenge at some point.
    “Well, don’t let me keep you,” said Janey. “I know you have things … or cute guys named Sam … to do.”
    “Oh, you bet I do. You know, last night, he pulled out this ostrich feather then he—”
    “Yuck! I do not want to hear the sexual details of my best friend and my sister’s sex life.”
    “But you don’t have one,” Lissa pointed out. “So I thought I’d share mine.”
    “I’m hanging up, you cow. Love you.”
    Lissa laughed as she hung up the cell phone. 
    Sam came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Janey okay?”
    “Yeah. But you knew that, didn’t you?”
    He nuzzled her neck. “Maybe.”
    He untied her robe and the garment fell open.
    “Sam! We’re on a balcony in front of God and everyone.”
    “So what?” He edged the robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the concrete. He jostled her toward the balcony’s railing. “Hold onto it.”
    Delicious shivers wracked her body as she bent over and grabbed the railing.
    She was learning that Sam was unafraid of trying anything. He’d given her more new experiences in bed than she’d had her entire sexually active life.
    She heard a tiny whir and before she had a chance to voice the obvious question, Sam slid the lubricated vibrator into her pussy.
    The implement had an extension that tickled her clitoris with every plunge of the fake cock. Her breasts swayed to the rhythm established by Sam. The vibrator brought her closer and closer to her peak.
    She moaned, gripping the rail as she met every exquisite plunge of the vibrator.
    “Oh, God! Sam, I’m going to come!”
    She tipped over the edge, pleasure bursting from her core. The sensations wrapped her around as her pussy sucked at the still vibrating cock.
    Sam wasn’t finished with her.
    “Stay here.” He disappeared for scant moments. When he returned to the balcony, he pressed against her ass and slid his sheathed cock inside her weeping pussy.
    He fucked her hard. Her battered pussy was still post-orgasmic, but she loved the feel of him thrusting inside her. She kept one hand on the rail, but loosed the other so she could play with her breasts.
    That’s when Sam smacked her ass.
    The shock of pain electrified her pussy. She moaned and alternated twisting her nipples. Her bliss built up in her quivering core.
    He slapped her other buttock. She never would’ve believed herself capable of reacting erotically to a spanking, but Sam had taught her that she was very responsive to a myriad of sensations.
    He whacked her again.
    The pain radiated to her throbbing cunt and joined with the budding orgasm.