Abducted for his Pleasure Page 2

  Melissa’s breasts were aching for Eduardo’s perfect lips and she forced her nipples upward, begging him to take them. The older gentleman took his time in his pleasing of Melissa. He was not here to tease this beautiful woman. His purpose was to bring her pleasure.

  “Ohhh,” she moaned, as Eduardo placed his strong hands underneath Melissa’s back and opened his mouth to her awaiting breasts. Taking one breast at a time, he gave the young Melissa what her body craved. Eduardo had been well schooled in the pleasures of women.

  Eduardo moved his body so that one of Melissa’s legs was now free to move about and so that Melissa was now free to open herself to him. With one of Eduardo’s thick and well toned thighs now pressed firmly against Melissa’s wet panty-covered crotch, she gasped and began riding his leg, opening herself to him.

  The skimpy garment left half of Melissa’s crotch naked to Eduardo’s leg, and she pushed against his leg desperately trying to find the perfect position for her greatest pleasure.

  Eduardo was no longer kissing Melissa’s breasts. He leaned up and pushed his leg against her crotch, forcing the panty aside, and spreading the womanly folds that led to where his massive organ would soon be. He watched as Melissa bucked her hips, gliding her wet crotch along his thick leg.

  Eduardo gently released the tiny clasps on either side of the thin waistband, clasps that Melissa had not known existed, and he freed her body of any and all restraints. As Melissa bucked against Eduardo’s leg, Eduardo very carefully removed her panties and camisole from underneath her body and tossed them aside.

  The woman who was quickly reaching her climax with the sexy leg of Eduardo was now completely naked, her young body open and ready for her mature lover.

  “That’s it, tell me how it feels, Melwyn,” he said softly in his deep sexy voice.

  “Ohh, it’s so…, it’s so…” She gasped and moaned, her womanly pleasures completely derived from the hard thickness of Eduardo’s leg.

  Eduardo slid his expert hands along the contours of Melissa’s slender body.

  “Ohhh, yes,” she moaned, and Eduardo lifted Melissa’s butt and held her firmly against his leg as her climax took over her entire body.

  “Mmmm, oh,” she moaned, and Eduardo gently rested Melissa’s butt down again upon the bed.

  Eduardo’s leg was wet where the womanly juices of Melissa had filled her vagina to overflowing. She spread her legs wide for Eduardo, and she opened her eyes. Eduardo had been waiting to see the beautiful eyes of Melissa before he continued.

  Melissa felt embarrassed as she thought about what she had just done. Had Eduardo been watching her the entire time? Eduardo did not allow Melissa time to think. He lifted Melissa’s legs up and brought both of his own legs between hers. Melissa watched his every move. Eduardo’s movements were fluid and graceful.

  Melissa had never experienced this type of sex. The men in their early twenties had always been in a hurry to climax, but this man was different.

  Melissa watched as Eduardo entered her with a finger, and then he looked at her. It felt good to Melissa, and she licked her lips and cupped her breasts. Eduardo opened her more with a second finger and watched again as she moaned softly. Then Melissa felt the mushroom head of Eduardo’s cock at her entrance and she gasped. She opened her eyes and once again Eduardo was watching her, his eyes clearly telling her that he intended to please her. Melissa looked at Eduardo and then at the massive pole ready to enter her. She wanted it but it looked much too big for her. Eduardo continued to watch her, and Melissa waited. What was she supposed to do? He had full control over her body.

  “Melwyn,” he said, with his deep sexy voice.

  “Yes?” she asked, shyly.

  “You must allow me to please you now.”

  Melissa closed her eyes, and tried to relax her vagina. She felt Eduardo enter her and she gasped. He was bigger than she had even imagined, but he moved slowly as he entered her and he stroked her buttocks with his big strong hands as her legs lay outstretched. She kept her eyes closed, but not from fear or pain.

  Eduardo was an amazing lover. He moved her buttocks apart so that she could feel his balls as the fullness of his manhood filled her completely.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned, not meaning to, but it felt good. Melissa felt like a woman now, willingly accepting the fullness of this mature lover.

  “Melwyn, you are pleased?”

  Melissa opened her eyes and looked at the face of this gorgeous man. “Yes,” she said, and Eduardo eased slowly out of her and back in again, and Melissa wanted him. She really wanted him. She lifted her legs higher and rolled her hips forward as Eduardo definitely pleased her.

  “Oh, Eduardo,” she moaned. She opened her eyes to look at the face of her lover and each time she thought him more beautiful as he met her womanly needs.

  Eduardo’s eyes drank in Melissa’s beautiful body the entire time that he fucked her, until he began to feel his own climax build. He pulled Melissa’s legs down onto the bed and entered her with the same long and steady strokes, but his massive rod had now found her swollen clit just as his leg had earlier. Melissa gasped in surprise, then she moaned, and then she began to move with Eduardo as her own climax began to build again. She opened her eyes, surprised at the pleasure of her own body.

  Eduardo’s eyes were now closed, his head laid back, and Melissa was certain that she heard him moan softly, his deep voice turning her on even more.

  “Oh, oh Eduardo,” she moaned, and she began bucking her hips again.

  Eduardo maintained his steady rhythm, though to Melissa each new stroke felt stronger and seemed to go deeper into her sensual depths.

  “Oh, no, oh, oh, ohh,” she moaned, and then she screamed his name.

  Eduardo let out a low and steady moan, and Melissa felt the warmth of her lover’s hot cream filling her. Melissa felt the last of Eduardo’s cum spill out of her. There was no way she could hold the man’s huge load.

  Once he had finished, Eduardo did not pull out. He laid Melissa’s legs flat upon the bed and stroked her womanly body, sliding his manly hands from her neck all the way down to her mound. He slid his hands upward and leaned over Melissa, gently holding her face in his hands and kissing her soft supple lips. Then he looked into her eyes, and said, “I have pleased you, Melwyn?”

  Melissa wondered how he could ask this. Did he not know how good he was? “Yes,” she whispered.

  Eduardo’s dark eyes continued to look into those of Melissa, and then he leaned up, slowly withdrew his nearly flaccid penis, every inch of it further pleasing Melissa as it glided out.

  Eduardo then put his robe on, tied it loosely at the waist, and walked out the door.

  Melissa lay on the bed. She could still feel her clit spasm as she recovered from the best sex she had ever had. Then she slipped underneath the blankets and fell asleep, a smile on her lips.

  Melissa slept the entire night, not waking until she felt Ida’s hand on her arm. “Miss, Miss,” the young girl called out.

  “Huh, oh Ida. What time is it?”

  “Miss, it is nearly midday. You must prepare for the show. Your gowns have been neatly hung for you. You must hurry.”

  The young girl left Melissa alone again. Melissa stretched and yawned. The memories of last night were still fresh in her mind. “Damn, Eduardo was good. Wish he talked more, though.”

  Melissa giggled, and prepared a nice hot bath with bubbles and some of the fantastic scented oils that had been left for her. “That girl, Ida, I swear. What’s with the ‘hurry’, ‘hurry’, all the time?” Melissa finished her bath and washed her hair. She dried it straight and then curled it in long twirls and fluffed it with her fingers. Melissa was one of those lucky girls who had been blessed with flawless skin and she needed little makeup.

  Ida had left a note on Melissa’s bed with instructions for the show and for which garment she was to wear first. Melissa couldn’t wait. This was the modeling career she had dreamed of for years. She opened the sliding
door to feast her eyes on the beautiful gowns, but as she flipped through them she knew there had to be some mistake. There were four negligees made of as little material as the one she had worn to bed last night. Only one of them could be considered elegant. It was long, but like the others, it was also very sheer and form fitting. Melissa had never modeled lingerie, and she preferred to keep it that way. Melissa had planned a life modeling haute couture.

  “This is my first real job,” she told herself. “I guess it will be okay.”

  She pulled the garment that was to be modeled first over her head and pulled the very tiny panties upward along her slender legs, and was happy to see the robe at the far end of the closet. “At least I’m covered for now.”

  Melissa opened the door of her room and nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw the young man who had brought her here last night.

  “Oh, hi,” she said.

  “Come, Melwyn, they are waiting for you.”

  Melissa hated the made up name of Melwyn. Why can’t I be Melissa?

  The young man escorted Melissa to a room from where she could see a long cement runway-type walkway that led from the main castle to a smaller one.

  “I had no idea there were two castles,” she said to the young man.

  “Yes, there are two,” he said, but he offered nothing more.

  There were only three women other than Melissa in the room, each with her own young girl to wait on her, like Melissa’s Ida. Thrilled to see other models, Melissa rushed over to them and introduced herself.

  “Are you the American?” one of the ladies asked.

  “Yes, I am Melis…I am Melwyn,” she corrected herself.

  The ladies introduced themselves as Georgi from Italy, Belle from France, and Jolyn from Ireland. “Are you ready for this, Melwyn? What will you do if you are selected today?”

  Melwyn had no idea what was meant by “selected”, but she wanted to seem mature. “I don’t know,” she said, looking down.

  Ida helped Melissa slip her feet into a pair of beautiful stiletto heels. “These are gorgeous,” Melissa exclaimed.

  Jolyn spoke up. “They all are, Melwyn. They are handmade from only the purest materials and the sparkles are real diamonds.”

  Melissa thought that she had died and gone to fashion heaven. Now this was what she had expected to be doing, modeling the best that money could buy.

  A tall blonde woman walked into the room and clapped her hands, demanding silence. “Ladies, the runway is one story high, but well guarded. Do not worry about falling. We have safety. You are to walk to the end, through the double doors which will open as you approach, and then return. Melwyn is new, so let’s show her how it’s done, ladies.” The tall blonde woman then left, and the beautiful women stood.

  Melwyn had a million questions, but she decided not to ask any. “I will watch the others,” she told herself.

  Melissa watched as Georgi stepped out of her robe. She looked like a prostitute in her very short and sheer camisole and matching thong. Melissa nearly gasped. Georgi stepped proudly onto the outdoor runway and sashayed to about midway. Then she stopped, turned around slowly, blew a kiss to the audience, and walked to the other side. Melissa had never seen a model blow a kiss or be quite that sleazy on a runway. When Georgi came back across, she did the very same thing. Melissa was stunned, but the other ladies clapped, so she did too.

  “You were wonderful, Georgi,” Belle assured her.

  “I hope so. Maybe this is my night.”

  Belle laughed. “Not if I can help it,” she added.

  Melissa was confused. “Their night for what?” she wondered.

  When Belle stepped out of her robe, Melissa wasn’t quite as shocked as she had been at Georgi’s ensemble, but she was still shocked. Belle was pretty, but her skimpy and tasteless lingerie made her look slutty. Belle strutted her stuff just as Georgi had done, and the ladies cheered when she returned.

  Once Jolyn had returned, it was Melissa’s turn. Compared to the other ladies, Melissa was overdressed. She slowly walked out into the hot sun that was beating down upon the cement runway. Melissa had no idea that it was this hot. She was actually sweating. When she got to the midway point, Melissa looked down for just a second but long enough to see him. Eduardo was seated like a king in a beautiful suit, and on either side of him were six or so younger men, one of whom was the young man who never had much to say to Melissa. This was the smallest audience that Melissa had ever seen in a runway show. She turned around quickly and hurried to the other side.

  Letting the coolness of the room surround her for as long as she dared, Melissa breathed in and then stepped out into the heat once again. She glanced quickly at Eduardo before hurrying back to join the other ladies. Melissa had never thought that she would be attracted to an older man, but Eduardo was gorgeous, and the thought of what he had done to her last night made her want him again.

  The ladies cheered her, but Melissa knew that she was not nearly as sexy as the others. “I just remembered, I really screwed up,” she said, and covered her mouth in fear. “I forgot to blow a kiss. Wasn’t that part of the show?”

  “Oh, forget about it, Melwyn. We all do what we want to do out there really.”

  “Thanks, Belle. Now what do we do?”

  Ida had Melissa’s remaining lingerie ensembles ready for her. Melissa followed the other girls until the show was over. It had lasted longer than she had expected, and Melissa was hot and tired.

  “Good luck, Melwyn,” the ladies said, as they were hurried away by their young maids.

  Ida took Melissa back to her suite, ran her bath for her, added the scented oils that Melissa found very sensual, and instructed Melissa to bathe. “Your dress will be waiting for you on the bed. Come to dinner, Melwyn, and then afterward you are to come straight here.”

  Ida left, and Melwyn welcomed the bath. She knew better than to take too much time, so she bathed quickly, and was surprised to see a real dress waiting for her. Next to the dress, however, was a very sexy nightie or whatever it was called. Maybe it was more of a boustiere, along with see-through panties. “Nothing left to the imagination here,” she said.

  It was good to see the ladies again, but it was even better to be wearing a beautiful gown. Melissa felt like royalty as she dined with the other ladies.

  “Any word, Melwyn?”

  “Excuse me?” she asked.

  “Were you selected tonight?” Jolyn asked.

  “I…I do not know. How will I know?”

  The three ladies looked at each other.

  Belle laughed. “No one has heard yet, then. We thought it was you, Melwyn, because it was not any one of us.”

  Melissa smiled. She was completely clueless about what any of this meant. The food was so good, though, and Melissa was so hungry that she didn’t care if she had been selected or not.

  “If we don’t see you tomorrow, Melwyn, we will know that it was you.”

  The ladies went their separate ways, and Melissa hated to see them go. She wasn’t looking forward to a night alone. She had been warned that modeling was a lonely career, but she didn’t believe it until now.

  Melissa slowly walked back to her suite, changed into the tiny garment and lay down upon the bed. She was exhausted. She didn’t look half bad in the crop top type garment and sheer bikini panty. It was very soft and she could move freely in it.

  Just as she was about to drift off, Melissa noticed the two glasses of wine beside the bed. “Just like last night,” she said, and helped herself to a drink. Melissa was thirsty and she drank nearly all of one glass before setting it down.