For the Pleasure of Men by Nora Weaving Page A

onto the bed, straddling Kreios’ face. She lowered herself until her pussy was resting directly on top of him.
    “Mmmm,” he murmured, snaking his hands between her thighs and spreading her open like a flower.
    Kalliope moaned and her hands flew up as she steadied herself against the wall. She had never found herself in such an intimate position before. She could feel Kreios’ nose poking against her clit and she had to admit that this felt beyond sinful. Kreios was leading her down a deviant path she could never have imagined on her own.
    With expert fingers, Kreios began stroking her moist opening, his fingers teasing her entry. Kalliope moaned, her voice high and needy as she writhed on top of Kreios’ face.
    Teasing her further, Kreios began to push just the tips of his fingers inside her. When Kalliope thought she might explode from need, Kreios thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. The sensation was indescribable, and Kalliope nearly fell against the wall as she let Kreios fuck her with his fingers.
    In and out. In and out. His fingers moved at a slow, steady rhythm, and then began to move faster. Kreios crooked his fingers against her soft, spongy spot, and Kalliope screamed with pleasure as she felt her body burn with need.
    She would combust for sure.
    Just as Kalliope was about to come, Kreios pulled his fingers away. She cried out in protest.
    “Oh, Kalliope. I’m not finished with you yet,” he teased. He took his hands, and gently pushed her open even further. He shifted slightly under her until his tongue was at just the right angle. His tongue snaked out of his mouth, gently seeking her tight opening. He rimmed her pussy with his wet tongue, making Kalliope grind against his face with need. Kreios laughed softly and Kalliope knew half his pleasure came from the exquisite torture he was administering.
    He traced circles around her opening, making her delirious, until finally he thrust his tongue roughly into her, owning her with each hard plunge.
    Kalliope cried out as she felt his tongue enter her, and she knew that Kreios had bent her to his will. Kalliope writhed on top of him, her breathing shallow. As Kreios continued to possess her with his tongue, he slid his hands along her bottom, and gently spread her ass cheeks apart.
    Kalliope froze for a moment but then quickly relaxed. Kreios softly stroked her anus, gently teasing it open. Kalliope was embarrassed to admit that with all her experience with men, she was still a virgin to anal sex. A few of Gaia’s customers had participated in anal play, but none of them had shown any interest in anal sex. Kalliope had always heard that anal sex was considered cosmopolitan.
    Kreios continued to push his tongue into her dripping pussy, while his fingers coaxed her anus. Once she was slightly open, Kreios pushed his thumb into her puckered opening. The full sensation in her ass sent her over the edge and her orgasm ripped through her, sending her body into spasms as she bucked against Kreios’ face.
    Kreios cried out with excitement as Kalliope came on top of him, and he hungrily lapped up her flowing juices, while keeping his thumb buried deep in her ass. Her orgasm kept going, and Kalliope let the waves wash over her as she rode his face.
    When her body finally stilled, she was sapped of all energy and collapsed, her upper body slumping against the wall. Kreios moved out from under her, and gently laid her down on the bed.
    “Kalliope, you are coming along nicely. You have been good not to speak. Though, tell me now, was that pleasurable for you?”
    Kalliope looked up at Kreios with wide and satiated eyes. “Oh yes, very much so.”
    “Good. You are a fast learner. Have you experienced a lot of anal?”
    “No, not much at all.”
    “Did you like having your ass filled?”
    Kalliope felt her face flame for some strange reason. She was a woman of the night; she shouldn’t be embarrassed. “Yes. I liked it very much.”
    Kreios nodded. “I can see