Chapter Eighteen
Author's Note: This chapter is all Phan but Lumi will be back in chapter nineteen. And this chapter is very smutty and involves nipple clamps (yeah, they played such a big role in SOTF that I finally decided to use them ), so for anyone who is offended by any of this, I'll have the next chapter up... soon. But this chapter has taken me forever to write because my darling mother won't leave me alone. And she's making me really cranky so I blame her for how much this chapter sucks. Someone kill me now. Meow. Oh, and I'm very sorry to disappoint everyone who wanted to see Phillip in the cage but Phillip doesn't get to go in the cage . Which brings me to...
Disclaimer: Jan's garage is not mine. Yeah, that sounds really dumb but you'll see what I mean. It was created by Jennifer Lockhart, she was just nice enough to let me borrow it for this story .
Jan and Phillip stepped out of Jan's car and started towards her country home after Phillip's shift at Unzipped had ended. Phillip began heading in the direction of the front door to the house but Jan seized his arm and gave him an almost devious smile.
"We don't need to go in there," she told him, her voice low and dripping with suggestion. Phillip frowned and looked from the front door of the house to Jan with confusion in his eyes.
"Then where are we..." Phillip's voice trailed off as Jan pulled him over to the small door next to the larger, sliding door of the garage, "Oh, I see. And I hate to tell you this but dirty garage sex has never been my idea of a good time."
"Then I guess I'll have to teach you to be more open-minded," Jan teased, unlocking the door and stepping inside the garage. She shut and locked it behind her, then flicked on the lights. Inwardly gloating at Phillip's open-mouthed, shocked expression, she giggled and walked into the center of the garage and smiled expectantly at him, "What do you think? Will you give dirty garage sex a chance? For me?"
Phillip swallowed hard and it took him a few moments to find his voice, "Well, this garage doesn't look very dirty to me. It's actually quite clean. In fact, it doesn't look much like a garage at all. It looks like a..."
"Sex toyshop?" Jan finished for him proudly.
"Pretty much," Phillip eyed some of the torture items around the room apprehensively before his gaze came to rest on a large pit near the middle of the garage. He walked over to the pit and peered into it, wrinkling his nose when he saw the shimmering, somewhat slimy substance covering the bottom and sides of the pit, "Wow, an oil wrestling pit. What do use that for?"
Jan's cheeks grew hot and it wasn't just from embarrassment. Remembering how much visual enjoyment this pit had once brought her was enough to get her hot all over again, "Oh, that's not for anything specific." Jan answered evasively. I didn't exactly lie, Jan reminded herself, It isn't for anything specific. Anything goes in there as I'm sure four certain guys can attest to.
"You aren't planning on using it tonight, are you?" Phillip asked skeptically, then shot more horrified looks at some of the other items in the garage, "Or some of this other stuff?"
"I want to use as much of it as possible." Jan responded cheerfully, "I hardly ever get an opportunity to use all these toys, so I want to make the most of this night."
"Right," Phillip nodded uncertainly, silently promising himself to do everything he could to keep Jan so distracted that she'd forget all about the toys in the garage.
Jan winked at Phillip, enjoying the palpable nervous emanating from him. She began walking backwards towards the small curtain in the corner of the garage. When Phillip tried to follow her, she shook her head at him, "Wait there. I'll be out in a minute." Without another word, she ducked behind the curtain and turned to the rack of outfits she kept there for 'emergencies'. As she sifted through the rack of lacy items that barely qualified as clothing they were so skimpy, Jan tried to guess what Phillip's reaction would be. Shawn had never paid very much attention to her outfits but maybe Phillip would appreciate a girl dressing up for him. He certainly couldn't be any worse than Shawn.
She finally selected one outfit off the rack and smiled approvingly at her choice. She quickly undressed, stepped into the corset and pulled it into place. She looked down at the tiny scrap of clothing she had poured herself into and her smile widened. The midnight blue number was perfect for her night with Phillip, down to it's g-string back and the snaps below the waist that could be unsnapped to reveal what was hopefully Phillip's ultimate goal. Above the snaps were tiny silver buttons, glinting like jewels against the dark fabric. The corset was strapless and sheer lace topped off the outfit, allowing the beginnings of her areolae to peek through provocatively. She quickly retrieved a matching pair of silky stockings and strapped on three-inch heels.
She bit her lip as she looked down at her outfit, silently reminding herself to get a mirror rigged up inside this tiny dressing room. She wondered if Phillip would enjoy seeing a girl dressed up like a real whore for him. Shawn hadn't seemed to like it that much. But then again, Jan was still convinced that Shawn just needed training. Training she was willing to give. But pushing aside thoughts of Shawn and focusing on Phillip, Jan pushed open the curtain and stepped outside to find Phillip leaning against the large pole in the center of the garage, right next to the oil wrestling pit. She watched his eyes widen when he saw her and immediately knew she couldn't have made a better choice.
For the second time in one night, Jan had Phillip completely awestruck. The outfit clung to every curve perfectly and made her look as streamlined as an hourglass. Her supple breasts were practically spilling over the tight corset and the high heels and stockings were the perfect touch. She looked sexy as hell and from the self-satisfied look on her face, Phillip could tell that she knew it.
"You look amazing," Phillip managed to get out, his chest tight as he looked at her. Her eyes lit up at his words and from the expression on her face, Phillip would have thought he had just asked for her hand in marriage rather than simply giving her a compliment she deserved.
"Really?" she asked, almost as if she was fishing for more compliments.
Phillip nodded and took a few steps forward until he could brush his hand along the buttons of the bodice, "More amazing than anything else in this entire garage. I don't see why we need to use any of this other stuff when you look so incredible."
Jan gave him a knowing look, "Are you afraid of my little toys, Phillip?"
"Of course not," Phillip protested as her vixen eyes glowed wickedly, "I'm afraid of what you want to do with the toys. I mean, in a room like this, I don't think I'd want to be alone in here with my own brother, let alone you."
"Which brother? Rex or Lucas?" Jan asked.
Phillip frowned, "Not that it matters but neither. Well, Rex hates my guts. He'd probably run around trying to pinch me with those nipple clamps or something."
Jan looked over her shoulder and then strutted over to the metal clamps he had pointed out. She picked them up, then turned and began advancing on Phillip, who backed up until he crashed into the pole behind him, "You don't like my clamps?" Jan pretended to be hurt, "Come on, Phillip, I'm not going to kill you. Look, just trust me tonight, okay? I can't guarantee what I'm going to do to you isn't going to hurt but I can guarantee that both of us will enjoy it." she let her words sink in, then spoke again, "Do I have your complete cooperation?"
Phillip didn't respond for a few seconds but finally nodded in agreement. Jan felt her heart rate speed up and raised her face so that their lips hovered only centimeters apart, "I think I'll start by getting you naked." she whispered, then brought their lips together as she began tugging at his shirt. She lifted the t-shirt up and broke off their kiss so she could pull it off of him but as soon as she shirt was off, her lips were back on his, so hot and hungry that they almost hurt. Her tongue swiped at his lips before she moved her lips down to his chest. She smoothed her tongue across the hard point of one nipple before running her lips across to find the other one. She moved down the taut lines of his stomach, lowering herself to her knees as she kissed her way down his body, leaving faint trails of moisture in her wake. She pressed her lips against the skin below his navel as her hands began unbuttoning his jeans. Once she had the jeans off, her eyes lit up when she saw that he was still wearing a g-string, although his one was black instead of red.
Jan sat on her knees, just admiring his g-string, almost reluctant to take it off. But finally she slowly lowered the g-string, unveiling the one part of Phillip's anatomy she had never seen.
Phillip had hoped Jan would continue her little kissing game all the way down his body but to his disappointment, she got to her feet and stepped away from him. Her gaze burned him to the core as she slowly took in every inch of him so intensely that he could almost feel her eyes caressing the lines of his body. He barely managed to suppress a groan when her eyes left him and she hurried past him.
"Don't move," she told him, picking up a handful of chains and slinging them over her shoulder. Once she was back, she took hold of Phillip's wrists and pulled them together behind the large pole Phillip was standing against. Working quickly, she bound his wrists together with the chains, then grabbed a longer chain and began circling his body with it. Once she had him fastened to the pole and the chain spiraled from his feet to his upper chest, she secured the chains and looked up at Phillip for confirmation.
"Is it too tight?" she checked, still gripping the chains uncertainly.
"No," Phillip squirmed a little bit against the pole, realizing that Jan had absolute control over him now and there was nothing he would be able to do to stop her, "What are you going to do now?" In an answer to his question, Jan picked up the nipple clamps she had previously left while getting the chains. Phillip's eyes widened and his chains rattled as he tried to loosen them.
He laughed nervously as Jan fiddled with the small items, "You're not actually going to use those are you? You're just kidding, right?"
The look on Jan's face was a cross between amusement, desire and condensation, "Aw, Phillip, I would have expected this from someone like Shawn but not you. You'll like it, I promise."
Phillip decided not to bother protesting anymore but Jan moved so quickly, she wouldn't have even allowed him time for any more objections. Suddenly, one clamp was around his left nipple and in an incredibly short amount of time, Jan had the second clamp on his right nipple. Phillip started at the sudden sensations the clamps had invoked once they had come into contact with his skin. For the most part, he had been expecting it but it still had jarred him for one heart-stopping moment. He felt Jan tighten the clamp around his already overly-stimulated nipples and he felt his heart stop for another second. Obviously, the novelty of the clamps' effects had yet to wear down. But the coldness of the metal pressed harshly against his skin wasn't just jarring, it was kind of thrilling when you got used to it. With the shock came an unexpected pleasure, which had been the last thing Phillip had expected to feel. And Jan continued to tighten the clamps little by little, testing his limits, seeing how far she could push him.
After tightening the clamps slightly for about the fourth time, Jan heard Phillip gasp and her hands stilled so that they lingered on his chest while she eyed him questioningly.
"Is this too much?" she asked cautiously, hoping Phillip wouldn't want her to take the clamps off. Seeing her favourite toys attached to Phillip's hard, sexy nipples was enough to give her very racy dreams every night for at least a month.
"No, it's fine. It's really intense but intense is good. And I guess it wouldn't kill me if you tightened them a little bit," Phillip added wryly, embarrassed about his initial reaction to the nipple clamps.
"I knew you'd like them!" Jan squealed gleefully, gently tugging on the chain at the end of the clamps, "You better trust me about this kind of thing next time."
As Jan applied more pressure to the metal objects, Phillip retracted his previous opinion about nipple clamps completely. They weren't weird or painful or scary or uncomfortable. They actually felt pretty good and they had managed to awaken nerve cells Phillip hadn't even known had existed. And they had done a great job of making other parts of his body throb wildly as well, parts of him that were dying for Jan's attention, save the clamps.
"I need to you to touch me," Phillip murmured, jerking his hips forward as much as possible to make himself clear. Jan's eyes trailed downwards and her eyes brightened as she looked at his swollen shaft.
"Okay," she said brightly, leaving the nipple clamps for a 'toy' that suddenly seemed so much more desirable. Lowering herself to her knees, she ran her manicured finger across the rock hard flesh and listened the moans Phillip was unsuccessfully trying to suppress above her. She used her hand to explore every inch of the enticing toy in front of her but her hand wasn't exactly what she wanted to use on him.
"You know, Phillip," Jan lifted her head to smirk at him, "My mommy always told me not to put toys in my mouth but I think I'll have to make an exception tonight. Did you know I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you on the stage at Unzipped?"
"Then by all, means, don't force yourself to wait another second." Phillip replied, wriggling (well, as much as he could wriggle while bound the pole) in anticipation.
Jan didn't hesitate before obliging and began bathing every inch of his pulsating member with her warm, wet tongue, her head bobbing up and down to give every part of him equal attention. A low moan escaped Phillip's lips as Jan's tongue travelled up the underside of his aching cock and the moan deepened as she lightly pressed her lips against the very tip of his length. Then she began to swirl her tongue around the head of his shaft but still didn't take him fully into her mouth.
"Jesus, Jan, please," he begged her, managing to thrust his hips enough to push himself past her lips. Once her warm mouth engulfed him, he had to bite back another groan and his head rolled back to hit the pole. She continued sliding her mouth down, taking more of him in until almost every inch of his erect length was swallowed up inside her mouth. He looked down at her and watched her move her mouth hungrily along him, stopping to lick along the solid length every now and then before popping him back into her mouth like a little kid with a lollipop. If she had been lacking skill, which she definitely wasn't, she would have made up for it with her seemingly endless amount of enthusiasm. Her cheeks went concave as she drew him into her mouth again, applying so much suction she practically caused him to lose his load right then and there. And he didn't want that yet. Jan was pure sex and to be in her, he wanted to feel more than just her mouth around him.
"Jan, I think you should unchain me now," Phillip managed to get out and Jan looked up at him skeptically and he tried to make himself look stern, "On second thought, it's not a request."
"Ooh, I'm shaking," Jan replied sarcastically.
"You know you are," Phillip struggled against the chains, "You're shaking because you want me that bad. Just unchain me and I'll let you have it."
Jan pulled lightly on the chain attached to the nipple clamps again and seemed to consider her options. After a minute, she grinned at him, "I guess I can let you out of the chains for a little while. But you better make it worth it for me."
"I'll try," Phillip assured her as she set to work on removing the chains from his body. They finally fell apart and slid off his body onto the ground. As soon as he was free, Phillip pulled Jan against him and covered her mouth with his, his tongue quickly darting out to find its way into her mouth. He continued to orally assault her mouth while moving forward with her in his arms until he reached a large, metal table. Phillip helped lift Jan onto the table and climbed onto the table after her, which creaked under their weight. As soon as they were both on the table Phillip raised one eyebrow and looked down at the table.
"Do I even want to know what you use this for?"
Jan smiled and snaked her arms around his neck, pulling his hot, naked body against hers, "It's my 'examination' table. I love playing doctor."
"Does that mean I can I give you an oral exam?" Phillip quipped.
Jan murmured in agreement and ran her tongue along the outline of his ear, "Of course. You can do whatever you want to me. We've got all night," And it's definitely going to be a night to remember, she added to herself as Phillip began fumbling with the tiny silver buttons of her corset.
Author's Note: This chapter is all Phan but Lumi will be back in chapter nineteen. And this chapter is very smutty and involves nipple clamps (yeah, they played such a big role in SOTF that I finally decided to use them ), so for anyone who is offended by any of this, I'll have the next chapter up... soon. But this chapter has taken me forever to write because my darling mother won't leave me alone. And she's making me really cranky so I blame her for how much this chapter sucks. Someone kill me now. Meow. Oh, and I'm very sorry to disappoint everyone who wanted to see Phillip in the cage but Phillip doesn't get to go in the cage . Which brings me to...
Disclaimer: Jan's garage is not mine. Yeah, that sounds really dumb but you'll see what I mean. It was created by Jennifer Lockhart, she was just nice enough to let me borrow it for this story .
Jan and Phillip stepped out of Jan's car and started towards her country home after Phillip's shift at Unzipped had ended. Phillip began heading in the direction of the front door to the house but Jan seized his arm and gave him an almost devious smile.
"We don't need to go in there," she told him, her voice low and dripping with suggestion. Phillip frowned and looked from the front door of the house to Jan with confusion in his eyes.
"Then where are we..." Phillip's voice trailed off as Jan pulled him over to the small door next to the larger, sliding door of the garage, "Oh, I see. And I hate to tell you this but dirty garage sex has never been my idea of a good time."
"Then I guess I'll have to teach you to be more open-minded," Jan teased, unlocking the door and stepping inside the garage. She shut and locked it behind her, then flicked on the lights. Inwardly gloating at Phillip's open-mouthed, shocked expression, she giggled and walked into the center of the garage and smiled expectantly at him, "What do you think? Will you give dirty garage sex a chance? For me?"
Phillip swallowed hard and it took him a few moments to find his voice, "Well, this garage doesn't look very dirty to me. It's actually quite clean. In fact, it doesn't look much like a garage at all. It looks like a..."
"Sex toyshop?" Jan finished for him proudly.
"Pretty much," Phillip eyed some of the torture items around the room apprehensively before his gaze came to rest on a large pit near the middle of the garage. He walked over to the pit and peered into it, wrinkling his nose when he saw the shimmering, somewhat slimy substance covering the bottom and sides of the pit, "Wow, an oil wrestling pit. What do use that for?"
Jan's cheeks grew hot and it wasn't just from embarrassment. Remembering how much visual enjoyment this pit had once brought her was enough to get her hot all over again, "Oh, that's not for anything specific." Jan answered evasively. I didn't exactly lie, Jan reminded herself, It isn't for anything specific. Anything goes in there as I'm sure four certain guys can attest to.
"You aren't planning on using it tonight, are you?" Phillip asked skeptically, then shot more horrified looks at some of the other items in the garage, "Or some of this other stuff?"
"I want to use as much of it as possible." Jan responded cheerfully, "I hardly ever get an opportunity to use all these toys, so I want to make the most of this night."
"Right," Phillip nodded uncertainly, silently promising himself to do everything he could to keep Jan so distracted that she'd forget all about the toys in the garage.
Jan winked at Phillip, enjoying the palpable nervous emanating from him. She began walking backwards towards the small curtain in the corner of the garage. When Phillip tried to follow her, she shook her head at him, "Wait there. I'll be out in a minute." Without another word, she ducked behind the curtain and turned to the rack of outfits she kept there for 'emergencies'. As she sifted through the rack of lacy items that barely qualified as clothing they were so skimpy, Jan tried to guess what Phillip's reaction would be. Shawn had never paid very much attention to her outfits but maybe Phillip would appreciate a girl dressing up for him. He certainly couldn't be any worse than Shawn.
She finally selected one outfit off the rack and smiled approvingly at her choice. She quickly undressed, stepped into the corset and pulled it into place. She looked down at the tiny scrap of clothing she had poured herself into and her smile widened. The midnight blue number was perfect for her night with Phillip, down to it's g-string back and the snaps below the waist that could be unsnapped to reveal what was hopefully Phillip's ultimate goal. Above the snaps were tiny silver buttons, glinting like jewels against the dark fabric. The corset was strapless and sheer lace topped off the outfit, allowing the beginnings of her areolae to peek through provocatively. She quickly retrieved a matching pair of silky stockings and strapped on three-inch heels.
She bit her lip as she looked down at her outfit, silently reminding herself to get a mirror rigged up inside this tiny dressing room. She wondered if Phillip would enjoy seeing a girl dressed up like a real whore for him. Shawn hadn't seemed to like it that much. But then again, Jan was still convinced that Shawn just needed training. Training she was willing to give. But pushing aside thoughts of Shawn and focusing on Phillip, Jan pushed open the curtain and stepped outside to find Phillip leaning against the large pole in the center of the garage, right next to the oil wrestling pit. She watched his eyes widen when he saw her and immediately knew she couldn't have made a better choice.
For the second time in one night, Jan had Phillip completely awestruck. The outfit clung to every curve perfectly and made her look as streamlined as an hourglass. Her supple breasts were practically spilling over the tight corset and the high heels and stockings were the perfect touch. She looked sexy as hell and from the self-satisfied look on her face, Phillip could tell that she knew it.
"You look amazing," Phillip managed to get out, his chest tight as he looked at her. Her eyes lit up at his words and from the expression on her face, Phillip would have thought he had just asked for her hand in marriage rather than simply giving her a compliment she deserved.
"Really?" she asked, almost as if she was fishing for more compliments.
Phillip nodded and took a few steps forward until he could brush his hand along the buttons of the bodice, "More amazing than anything else in this entire garage. I don't see why we need to use any of this other stuff when you look so incredible."
Jan gave him a knowing look, "Are you afraid of my little toys, Phillip?"
"Of course not," Phillip protested as her vixen eyes glowed wickedly, "I'm afraid of what you want to do with the toys. I mean, in a room like this, I don't think I'd want to be alone in here with my own brother, let alone you."
"Which brother? Rex or Lucas?" Jan asked.
Phillip frowned, "Not that it matters but neither. Well, Rex hates my guts. He'd probably run around trying to pinch me with those nipple clamps or something."
Jan looked over her shoulder and then strutted over to the metal clamps he had pointed out. She picked them up, then turned and began advancing on Phillip, who backed up until he crashed into the pole behind him, "You don't like my clamps?" Jan pretended to be hurt, "Come on, Phillip, I'm not going to kill you. Look, just trust me tonight, okay? I can't guarantee what I'm going to do to you isn't going to hurt but I can guarantee that both of us will enjoy it." she let her words sink in, then spoke again, "Do I have your complete cooperation?"
Phillip didn't respond for a few seconds but finally nodded in agreement. Jan felt her heart rate speed up and raised her face so that their lips hovered only centimeters apart, "I think I'll start by getting you naked." she whispered, then brought their lips together as she began tugging at his shirt. She lifted the t-shirt up and broke off their kiss so she could pull it off of him but as soon as she shirt was off, her lips were back on his, so hot and hungry that they almost hurt. Her tongue swiped at his lips before she moved her lips down to his chest. She smoothed her tongue across the hard point of one nipple before running her lips across to find the other one. She moved down the taut lines of his stomach, lowering herself to her knees as she kissed her way down his body, leaving faint trails of moisture in her wake. She pressed her lips against the skin below his navel as her hands began unbuttoning his jeans. Once she had the jeans off, her eyes lit up when she saw that he was still wearing a g-string, although his one was black instead of red.
Jan sat on her knees, just admiring his g-string, almost reluctant to take it off. But finally she slowly lowered the g-string, unveiling the one part of Phillip's anatomy she had never seen.
Phillip had hoped Jan would continue her little kissing game all the way down his body but to his disappointment, she got to her feet and stepped away from him. Her gaze burned him to the core as she slowly took in every inch of him so intensely that he could almost feel her eyes caressing the lines of his body. He barely managed to suppress a groan when her eyes left him and she hurried past him.
"Don't move," she told him, picking up a handful of chains and slinging them over her shoulder. Once she was back, she took hold of Phillip's wrists and pulled them together behind the large pole Phillip was standing against. Working quickly, she bound his wrists together with the chains, then grabbed a longer chain and began circling his body with it. Once she had him fastened to the pole and the chain spiraled from his feet to his upper chest, she secured the chains and looked up at Phillip for confirmation.
"Is it too tight?" she checked, still gripping the chains uncertainly.
"No," Phillip squirmed a little bit against the pole, realizing that Jan had absolute control over him now and there was nothing he would be able to do to stop her, "What are you going to do now?" In an answer to his question, Jan picked up the nipple clamps she had previously left while getting the chains. Phillip's eyes widened and his chains rattled as he tried to loosen them.
He laughed nervously as Jan fiddled with the small items, "You're not actually going to use those are you? You're just kidding, right?"
The look on Jan's face was a cross between amusement, desire and condensation, "Aw, Phillip, I would have expected this from someone like Shawn but not you. You'll like it, I promise."
Phillip decided not to bother protesting anymore but Jan moved so quickly, she wouldn't have even allowed him time for any more objections. Suddenly, one clamp was around his left nipple and in an incredibly short amount of time, Jan had the second clamp on his right nipple. Phillip started at the sudden sensations the clamps had invoked once they had come into contact with his skin. For the most part, he had been expecting it but it still had jarred him for one heart-stopping moment. He felt Jan tighten the clamp around his already overly-stimulated nipples and he felt his heart stop for another second. Obviously, the novelty of the clamps' effects had yet to wear down. But the coldness of the metal pressed harshly against his skin wasn't just jarring, it was kind of thrilling when you got used to it. With the shock came an unexpected pleasure, which had been the last thing Phillip had expected to feel. And Jan continued to tighten the clamps little by little, testing his limits, seeing how far she could push him.
After tightening the clamps slightly for about the fourth time, Jan heard Phillip gasp and her hands stilled so that they lingered on his chest while she eyed him questioningly.
"Is this too much?" she asked cautiously, hoping Phillip wouldn't want her to take the clamps off. Seeing her favourite toys attached to Phillip's hard, sexy nipples was enough to give her very racy dreams every night for at least a month.
"No, it's fine. It's really intense but intense is good. And I guess it wouldn't kill me if you tightened them a little bit," Phillip added wryly, embarrassed about his initial reaction to the nipple clamps.
"I knew you'd like them!" Jan squealed gleefully, gently tugging on the chain at the end of the clamps, "You better trust me about this kind of thing next time."
As Jan applied more pressure to the metal objects, Phillip retracted his previous opinion about nipple clamps completely. They weren't weird or painful or scary or uncomfortable. They actually felt pretty good and they had managed to awaken nerve cells Phillip hadn't even known had existed. And they had done a great job of making other parts of his body throb wildly as well, parts of him that were dying for Jan's attention, save the clamps.
"I need to you to touch me," Phillip murmured, jerking his hips forward as much as possible to make himself clear. Jan's eyes trailed downwards and her eyes brightened as she looked at his swollen shaft.
"Okay," she said brightly, leaving the nipple clamps for a 'toy' that suddenly seemed so much more desirable. Lowering herself to her knees, she ran her manicured finger across the rock hard flesh and listened the moans Phillip was unsuccessfully trying to suppress above her. She used her hand to explore every inch of the enticing toy in front of her but her hand wasn't exactly what she wanted to use on him.
"You know, Phillip," Jan lifted her head to smirk at him, "My mommy always told me not to put toys in my mouth but I think I'll have to make an exception tonight. Did you know I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you on the stage at Unzipped?"
"Then by all, means, don't force yourself to wait another second." Phillip replied, wriggling (well, as much as he could wriggle while bound the pole) in anticipation.
Jan didn't hesitate before obliging and began bathing every inch of his pulsating member with her warm, wet tongue, her head bobbing up and down to give every part of him equal attention. A low moan escaped Phillip's lips as Jan's tongue travelled up the underside of his aching cock and the moan deepened as she lightly pressed her lips against the very tip of his length. Then she began to swirl her tongue around the head of his shaft but still didn't take him fully into her mouth.
"Jesus, Jan, please," he begged her, managing to thrust his hips enough to push himself past her lips. Once her warm mouth engulfed him, he had to bite back another groan and his head rolled back to hit the pole. She continued sliding her mouth down, taking more of him in until almost every inch of his erect length was swallowed up inside her mouth. He looked down at her and watched her move her mouth hungrily along him, stopping to lick along the solid length every now and then before popping him back into her mouth like a little kid with a lollipop. If she had been lacking skill, which she definitely wasn't, she would have made up for it with her seemingly endless amount of enthusiasm. Her cheeks went concave as she drew him into her mouth again, applying so much suction she practically caused him to lose his load right then and there. And he didn't want that yet. Jan was pure sex and to be in her, he wanted to feel more than just her mouth around him.
"Jan, I think you should unchain me now," Phillip managed to get out and Jan looked up at him skeptically and he tried to make himself look stern, "On second thought, it's not a request."
"Ooh, I'm shaking," Jan replied sarcastically.
"You know you are," Phillip struggled against the chains, "You're shaking because you want me that bad. Just unchain me and I'll let you have it."
Jan pulled lightly on the chain attached to the nipple clamps again and seemed to consider her options. After a minute, she grinned at him, "I guess I can let you out of the chains for a little while. But you better make it worth it for me."
"I'll try," Phillip assured her as she set to work on removing the chains from his body. They finally fell apart and slid off his body onto the ground. As soon as he was free, Phillip pulled Jan against him and covered her mouth with his, his tongue quickly darting out to find its way into her mouth. He continued to orally assault her mouth while moving forward with her in his arms until he reached a large, metal table. Phillip helped lift Jan onto the table and climbed onto the table after her, which creaked under their weight. As soon as they were both on the table Phillip raised one eyebrow and looked down at the table.
"Do I even want to know what you use this for?"
Jan smiled and snaked her arms around his neck, pulling his hot, naked body against hers, "It's my 'examination' table. I love playing doctor."
"Does that mean I can I give you an oral exam?" Phillip quipped.
Jan murmured in agreement and ran her tongue along the outline of his ear, "Of course. You can do whatever you want to me. We've got all night," And it's definitely going to be a night to remember, she added to herself as Phillip began fumbling with the tiny silver buttons of her corset.
