Pieces of Shattered Glass

Pieces of Shattered Glass

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

kevin is the only person she ever loved; he is the only one that made her happy. he is the love of her life. people only have one soulmate, right? but when he is unexpectedly taken from her, everything changes. her world has ended. now, emma glass worships money, sex and vanity. no love, no attachment, no feelings involved. she wants to push all the limits and boundaries when it comes to sex, creating her own playground-her own glass room. but is there a possibility that someone in the city will eventually find out about her double life? her career and reputation are on the line. how long can she keep her secret and go on with her life without accidentally falling in love?

Summary

kevin is the only person she ever loved; he is the only one that made her happy. he is the love of her life. people only have one soulmate, right?
but when he is unexpectedly taken from her, everything changes. her world has ended.

now, emma glass worships money, sex and vanity. no love, no attachment, no feelings involved. she wants to push all the limits and boundaries when it comes to sex, creating her own playground-her own glass room.

but is there a possibility that someone in the city will eventually find out about her double life? her career and reputation are on the line. how long can she keep her secret and go on with her life without accidentally falling in love?

Chapter1 (v.1) - Let's the game begin!

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 20, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Exciting night. Finally, it's game time. It is definitely worth having to wait the whole month for this day. For four weeks I’ve been looking forward to this magical moment. I cannot stop looking at the two studs behind the glass. I scan them from top to bottom. I could tell right away that both of them were definitely my type. Adrian did well again. He picked exactly who I wanted. I wonder where he found them. The bar? The gym? Or maybe just on the street? It shouldn't concern me however—both of the studs passed their tests. I try to figure out their age—they look to be in their late 20s. I am curious; I will have to ask Adrian later. Both of the guys are tall. One of them has blonde hair and blue eyes, clean shaven; the other has dark hair and dark brown eyes, with stubble on his face. His lips are full and sexy, and right away I picture them on my clitoris. I feel a warm rush below my stomach. I ask both of them to stand up and take off their shirts. Perfect. Both of them have broad muscular shoulders and, of course, a ripped, defined six-pack. Yum! Blonde guy doesn't have any hair on his chest, and I fantasize how I will cover his torso in oil, and put my breasts against his six pack. He also has veiny arms and that is a big turn-on for me; again, my fantasies are playing with me. I imagine coming close to him and him lifting me up and giving it to me hard and deep. I do not want to know their names, so I use numbers instead. The blonde guy is Player One and the dark-haired guy is Player Two.

 

I cannot wait until we begin. I should try to cool off my excitement with another glass of wine. Last time I was too sober and couldn’t fully execute my desires. I was too nice to the guys and tried to pleasure them more then myself. When I get too excited, I start to forget about my satisfaction. I am a creature of habit, but tonight will be different, I will get to experience the full power and pleasure of multiple orgasms. So I pick up my glass of wine and continue with my requests.

 

“Take off your pants?” I say into the microphone, staring at them behind the glass. I quickly clarify, “Just the pants, leave your underwear on.” I have to take it slow, we have a lot of time ahead of us. Both guys smile at me, or at least I think they smile at me, since they can't see where I am sitting behind the glass. They start to take off their pants. I start to move slowly on my chair to stimulate my clitoris. The main thing for me is to not get overly excited and let my orgasm out. They are wearing boxers, courtesy of Adrian. He knows my taste in underwear, so he always gives my players what I like. Player Two is wearing dark blue boxers; Player One is wearing black. I could see their packages sticking out, even though I am about ten meters away. They are not fully erect yet. I ask them to have another sip of beer. Adrian made sure to buy their favorite kind of beer. I can only let them have two bottles—anymore might affect their performance, and we can’t have that. They have the sip of their beer, and I want to ask them a question.

“You both know why you’re here right?” I say while gently touching myself.

“To pleasure you, Alison,” they respond at the same time.

 

Well done, Adrian. We have come so far from the first time we started to play my games.

I picked the name Alison for tonight. I always liked the name. It sounds very innocent, yet cynical, like a Christian girl that enjoys anal.

 

I ask them to finish their beer. It is time for the second part of the game—some stimulation. I tell them to take off their boxers and sit on the chairs we set up in the room for them. The chairs are facing opposite walls that have TVs set up. The first scene on the TV has two attractive girls touching each other. I can see the guys are a little shy, however Player One starts to get hard, and I am getting excited as well. On the other hand, I am nervous and wonder if Player One will be a “fast shooter.” Unfortunately, I got to experience fast shooters in my previous games. Player Two is absolutely calm, and has no reaction to the first scene. Will it be tough for me to get him excited? I try to brush all these negative thoughts away. I need to enjoy the moment and not worry so much. Two more minutes of the video, and then we will get to more exciting stuff. I feel the need to get them ready for the game so the next scene will be a threesome that involves two guys and one girl. I want to see their reaction.

 

This particular scene—one of my favorites—fell into my heart and stayed there until this day. When I first saw it, I’d felt it was specifically created for me. The scene features three beautiful people that are real professionals in their field. The guys are there to pleasure a woman. She is laying down, while one of them goes down on her and the other kisses her lips and neck, slowly getting closer to her breasts. He grabs them with a little force and she moaning in rapture. She enjoys the strength, passion, and tenderness. She gently massages their lengths. She is ready for it and, after making her come from cunnilingus, one of the men lifts her up and put her on top of him, entering her as the other keeps kissing her neck and massaging her breasts. The man inside her starts really slow, but then moves harder and faster while the other grabs the woman's hair and gently pulls it while kissing and biting her neck. Her body curves from pleasure, and she moves her hands faster on the other guy’s rock hard penis. She could feel the guy inside her was close to coming and she wanted the other guy to come at the same time.

 

It is harder and harder for me to watch, I’m getting too excited and wet. I cannot wait to start. I look over at my players, and I am pleased to see they are both ready. I quickly take off my clothes and leave my underwear and corset on—I want them to take it off for me.

“You know the rules?” I ask.

“Yes, Alison” they answer.

“Let's start then.” I quickly drink the rest of my wine, turn off their TVs, and turn down the lights in the glass room. My heart is racing as I open my bedroom door and tell them to slowly come inside. I need to make sure they don’t see my face. I gradually turn the lights down in the glass room until it’s pitch black. I come behind them and close the door after them. I am ready, but I will need to guide them. I approach my players, stand between them, and start touching them. I first touch their chests, then slowly pull Player One over to me and start kissing him. While I kiss him, Player Two is behind me kissing my neck. He is gentle. I can feel my body shake. Player Two is taking off my corset with ease. I can tell he has done it before. He turns me around and I kiss him. He is also good. Player One begins kissing my back, and gently massaging my bottom; then, very smoothly, he reaches around for my clitoris, his hand in my underwear. This pleasure completely absorbs me. I take Player Two’s penis and start to stroke it while Player One’s member rests on my bottom. Player One inserts two fingers inside me and I moan with pleasure. He starts to move his fingers faster. His increasing pace gets my hand moving faster on Player Two's dick. Player Two stops kissing me and asks me to stop.

“I want to be inside you,” he whispers in my ear.

“I want your tongue inside me,” I respond.

“I want to taste myself. Let me taste your fingers,” I say to Player One while leaning my head back towards his face. He pulls his fingers out from inside me, slowly brings them up to my face, and then into my mouth. I swallow his fingers and suck them, imitating a deep-throat blow job. It turns him on.

 

I walk over to my bed, and they follow. I lie down and Player Two gets on top of me while Player One watches us. The thought of his presence excites me. Player Two begins kissing me with more force now; he licks my neck, and slides his tongue down to my breasts. He bites my nipples softly. I like it, but I want him to keep moving. I push his head down slightly and he knows exactly what that means. His tongue is inside me, and I love it. Player One starts kissing my lips; I think I like kissing him more than Player Two. However, Player Two is good at eating out. Player One is tempted to force his penis in my mouth, but he knows the rules, he cannot do it, so to take the edge off a little, I reach for his penis and start stroking it. He loves it. At this point, I want to taste myself again, to kiss Player Two after his tongue had played with my clitoris—and I am also curious if Player One is better at cunnilingus. It’s been forever since I’ve had a guy who could make me come from cunnilingus. I’m hopeful that today might be the day to change that.


“It's time to switch,” I say to Player Two. “I want to taste myself again, and I want to feel your dick in my hands,”

 

As they switch, I can smell myself on Player Two’s lips as he leans over to kiss me. I love that smell, and always have. I also love feeling dick in my hands, and relish jerking my players off. I’m pleased to feel that Player One is performing down there better than Player Two. I let the two lick and kiss me until, when I’m ready to orgasm, I order Player One to put on a condom and enter me. He obeys, his penis entering me slowly and smoothly. I moan, and squeeze Player Two’s dick slightly from excitement. Player One starts to move faster. I tell him to fuck me hard; I want to feel him fully. He slows down, pulls out his penis and forces it in with greater strength. I feel him deep inside me, and I am getting closer to orgasm. My insides are becoming increasingly engorged, and he’s reaching my g-spot. Player Two can tell I am close to climaxing so he kisses me with more force, bites my lips, and rubs my clitoris with his fingers—I am losing my mind. I am getting weak, it's coming, I can feel it. I scream with pleasure, and quickly try to catch my breath. 

To be continued....


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