by Ella Hilton
She was the essence of beauty, perfectly proportioned form, with dark alluring eyes, lips that formed a pout, smooth skin, and a marvelous ass. She knew he was drinking her in and struck a sort of posed for a second, allowing him more time to take it all in. Than she said, "It has been a long time since a man looked at me that way." He started to say something and she hushed him. She sat on the cocktail table across from him and raised his leg up to remove his shoes, at that he picked her leg up to do the same. That being finished, she put her arms around her back and her bra was deftly gone. They were naked save her panties and his shorts.
Then she sat next to him and they kissed, long, deep and hard. His hands were kneading her back and her hands were on his legs. As he worked his hands around to her chest, her hands worked up and inside. Breaking the kiss he nuzzled into her neck, nibbling and licking the smooth flesh. With slight moans she was signaling him she wanted more. His tongue blazed a trail down her chin and over her breast. Laying her back he let his tongue draw circles around her breast in ever small rings. Finally he found the nipple and touched it with his tongue, while his hand found the same area on the other breast. She let out an audible but muffled scream and he knew she was on fire. Her hand was gliding across his groin and found his rock hard flesh. Feeling him through the thin cloth wasn't what she wanted, so she slipped her hand under the band and her hand curled around his member. He jerked involuntarily to the warm gentle touch and could feel her using her thumb to circle the tip, wet with precum.
They still had some clothing to remove so he stood and slipped his shorts off; all the while she was looking at him. All she said was "nice, very nice" causing a hint of redness in his face. Reaching down he slipped her panties off as she raised her ass to ease the way. After they were gone he eased himself to his knees and his head to her thighs, gazing into her eyes he slowly lowered his head and started licking the smooth skin of the inner area. As he was working his way up she was sighing and totally enrapt. But then she lifted her head and said, "I know where you going, and I'd love you to do that, as much as I'd like to have you in my mouth, but could we do that later. For right now make love to me, make wonderful love. I want you deep inside me, I want to feel every vein."
He must have looked puzzled, so she told him "don't worry, we'll get to all that later, JUST please put it in." Moving one leg over I knelt in between her legs and pulled her hips closer, her head was upright on the sofa back and her ass was just over the edge of the cushions. Positioning his cock at the dripping lips he eased forward, as she grabbed his hips and forced a full thrust on the first penetration. He was amazed at her strength and her desire, repositioning his knees as to not lose contact. Easing out and thrusting in meeting her hips pushing back.
She screamed and laughed at once, reveling in the act. They continued thrusting at each other for only a sort time when she screamed even louder, this time with no laugh and seized his hips like a vice, moaning she was cumming, and holding him close. He saw passion and lust in her eyes and a kind of gnarl on her lips. Wanton animal passion was being released and she was going to have it all. What seemed like hours was only seconds and she started thrusting again. Seeing her like this only heightened his passions and all too soon he let loose too, filling her with the white hot liquid of his balls. After draining him with her vaginal muscles he was spent.
He didn't remember exactly how but he found himself in her arms cuddling on the wide sofa. Kissing her deeply and wanting to enfold her. Some things were said back and forth about how good that was, how easy it was to satisfy each other and so on. Then he mentioned it was a fortunate stroke of fate that they ran into each other earlier that day. He'll never forget the mischievous grin that came to her face. Her nose crinkled up and she had a devilish twinkle in her eyes.
She told him she wasn't shopping today, she spotted him walking down town while she was riding with a friend, and she had that friend drop her at the corner, not far from where they met. At that instant he realized this was all her idea, it was he who was seduced and started to say so, when she covered his lips with a finger tip. "Does it matter how it happened? Besides, we have other matters to attend to" she said licking her lips," like exploring the oral aspects we both like." She than removed her finger tip from his lips and replaced it with her lips.
The End.
Screwing A Girl I Didn't Like
I hadn't spoken to Val for a long time, and we had lost contact after she had taken offence at an email I'd written after a pub meeting. But when I knew I was going to be in Brussels for a night, her home town, it seemed worth getting in contact. Quite simply, she was a girl I'd never liked – she irritated the hell out of me - but I'd often wanted to fuck her, for reasons I couldn't explain – humiliation? I had frequent visions of our fucking in public places, of her hand making its way into my pants and rubbing me off, of us screwing in hotel rooms, of my licking her cunt as she lay splayed on a double bed and then shafting my stiff, wet prick hard and fast in her tight, hairy cunt while she thrashed and moaned loudly.
She agreed to meet me and we had a strange few minutes while she let me know that I'd hurt her feelings – she obviously wanted an apology. I didn't grovel, but I let her know that I was sorry and asked her if I could buy her dinner in my hotel; and she agreed. She had always flirted with me, and she started again as soon as we sat down, dropping her napkin and letting me pick it up from between her legs. She giggled, and I was confident that I would be able to bed her. I decided – I only had one night – not to waste time. Before the main course was over I told her, directly, that I thought we should never have fallen out, and that I'd like to show how much she meant to me – upstairs.
I hadn't misjudged her – I think we both had the feeling that we were designed to have one good sex session at least in our lives together, and she quickly agreed to join me in the bedroom. I wanted her to be as hot as possible and so I started to tell her, in clear detail, what I wanted to happen.
"Valerie, I will be in charge at all times. I'm going to put you on your back, over the side of the bed, with your legs hanging down and your cunt gaping. I will finger you. You won't be able to keep quiet, or still, and I will make you come very quickly. Then I will start again, and take my own pleasure with you, any way I choose.
She just looked at me, taken aback for a second, and then said, "I'm wet. Take me upstairs, now"
We abandoned our meal and I led her into the lift. As we went up the four floors, I looked her straight in the eye, and then brushed my hand over her skirt, in the area of her cunt. She just groaned, and said something like, "wait – I can't stand it."
I just smiled, took her by the hand and led her to my room. I set the dimmer switch low, but made sure everything was still clearly visible. I shrugged off my jacket, removed my tie and then pushed Val onto the bed so she lay there, panting, her legs over the side.
I kicked off my shoes and socks, then went over and pushed my hand up her skirt, causing her to groan again and mutter something. I found her knickers, and tore them sharply down, getting another moan as they stopped at her ankles. Then I knelt down, ran a finger up and down her hairy minge for a second and then rubbed her clit for a moment. She started swearing loudly and I pushed my face into her cunt and started to lick her out. She was spewing out a range of obscenities and fuck words in a high, rapid voice as I dribbled saliva into her cunt and spread it up and down her vagina – no real need, because she was as wet as I'd ever known a woman. I only had to muff dive her for a minute before she sat straight up on the bed, let out an anguished wail and came so loudly I knew anyone in the rooms and corridors around us couldn't fail to hear her. She collapsed back on the bed and writhed about for a minute before subsiding to a heavy breathing pattern and I stood up. My prick was straining painfully in my trousers and doubtless leaking spunk; I had no intention of delaying my own pleasure any longer..
I didn't say anything, just pushed my trousers and pants down and watched my enorm
ous, wet erection slap up, the knob glistening and leaking pre-come. I grabbed her legs and hoisted them onto my shoulders so her puffy, wet gash was facing my prick, them rammed it as hard as I could, straight up her in one movement. She was very tight, but wet too and she took me inside with a short gasp, then started to rap out instructions to me; "Ooooooh, harder, you mother fucker, give me that prick as hard as you've ever given it! – I can take it., I want it now, I want to feel your spunk inside me. Urrrghhh! Fuck me harder, you bastard, fuck me harder with that great prick of yours, spunk inside me, Jeremy, shoot, you cunt, spunk up my cunt!
My head snapped back and I groaned loudly, letting go when my cock was at it deepest point, spraying my cum inside her belly. I knew I was having full sex with a woman I didn't like and it had never felt better or dirtier. Sparks flew in front of my eyes as my orgasm hit me like a hammer. Tears rolled down my cheeks.
I didn't like her, but I have never felt anything like the feeling of my huge dick ball deep inside Valerie that day. The best sex I've had so far – it'll take some beating.
The Morning After
Before even opening an eye, Jane raised a hand to rub her temple. "Ow." After several minutes, she managed to open her eyes enough to realize this wasn't her room. "Not Good." Going home with strange guys and getting laid was one thing. That she did on a regular basis, but she had one hard and fast rule. Never spend the night.
As her senses slowly returned, and her hangover clouded brain managed to edge her eyes the rest of the way open, she noticed something. The room was empty, no guy in sight. "Good," she thought, "maybe I can get out of here without a messy "I'll call you" scene." Jane closed her eyes to clear her head and to try to summon enough strength to get out of here.
As she reopened her eyes, a gorgeous blond strode through the door. His tall lithe body moved with ease. He was the type the phrase "his muscles have muscles" was created for. For a few minutes, she was helpless to move as her breath caught in her throat. "I hit the jackpot last night," she thought.
By the time she recovered, the stranger was perched on the small strip of bed alongside her. He leaned over and gave her an almost platonic kiss on the check. "I see sleepy head is finally awake."
"Mmm," she moaned softly. His voice was even dreamier than his body. Maybe accidentally falling asleep here was a good thing after all. A man that was still attentive the morning after, that was a fairy tale that she had long ago stopped believing in. He gave her a gentle push, "Roll over sweetie and I'll give you another backrub before breakfast." She eagerly complied, backrubs were her favorite thing. "He didn't use my name. I guess that means we didn't exchange names yet." That was perfect in Jane's book. Things always got messy once names were known.
She felt the drizzle of oil on the crevice between her shoulder blades. "Mmm." His powerful hands rubbed the oil in deeply, working his way from her shoulder blades to the base of her spine, stopping well above her shapely, naked ass, and never straying far enough to the side to be on her breasts. Most guys used a backrub as a chance for a quick feel.
Jane was amazed. He seemed like a nice guy, and even after sex. After working his way back up to her shoulders, he leaned next to her ear, "Do you trust me enough to do whatever I say for the next ? hour."
"Sure, sounds like fun." The wonderful attention so far this morning was already getting her in the mood for another round. She couldn't remember the last time that she felt this horny in the morning, or this relaxed around a guy without a few drinks in her.
"Turn over on your back and move a little closer to the center of the bed."
As she did so, she saw him set a timer, and began to wonder if she would regret agreeing to this game. All of a sudden, the guy seemed to have an evil look in his eyes. And, the fact that she was completely naked and he was fully clothed but her at a real disadvantage.
He helped her position herself exactly where he wanted her. First, he kissed her mouth, slowly and sweetly, mouths slightly open, but no tongue. Then, a quick peck at the base of her neck. Next he moved down to her chest. A gentle kiss and soft nip on each nipple before moving down to between her legs. He gave her clit the same treatment as her breasts, and then moved on to her lips. After placing a gentle kiss there, he began to raise his head, and Jane was disappointed that he was being so reserved. She wished that she could remember what he had been like last night.
Just then, he lowered his head again, and she felt his tongue thrust quickly and almost violently into her. She moaned loudly from surprise as well as pain. He rocked his head in and out, occasionally flicking his head back and forth. She felt the walls of her vagina begin to relax to ease his passage. Now, she knew she would begin to feel the sensations of pleasure. But, just then, he suddenly stopped.
She knew he could see the disappointed look on her face. "1/2 hour isn't up yet. This is strictly for my pleasure, not yours. No complaints, now. You wouldn't want to break your word. Would you?"
"OK," she replied weakly, already regretting her choice.
He climbs on top of her, straddling her waist and pinning her to the bed. "Relax your arms," he orders, all gentleness is now gone from his voice. She complies, feeling powerless to do anything less. He raises her right wrist to the bed post, and she feels a fur covered cuff snap shut. He repeats the process with her left wrist. Without raising himself at all, he turns himself around, the rough fabric of his pants pressed against her exposed pussy, scrapping her painfully as his position changed.
After securing her ankles in the same manner as her wrists, he stood up, and opened the night table drawer. As he removes each item, he leers at her casually, and makes sure she sees each item clearly. First, was a shiny ring with three chains attache, each with a rather cruel looking clamp at the end. Next is a dildo shaped like a huge cock complete with balls. It is so large, Jane is sure that it won't fit inside her. Third is another chain. This one has clasps at either end as if it is meant to hook on to something securely. Now, he pulls out what looks like a ball gag, except that the ball is shaped like a small dick. He also shows her a blindfold, and a ping pong paddle, both of which he places on the bed beside her with his other toys. Lastly, he takes out a braided leather whip. Even the handle is braided, and is covered with huge knots where the braid ends are tied off.
"The ? hour must be almost over by now. Then, I'll be free to tell him that this game isn't for me." The stranger climbs over her again, and fits the ball gag into place. He reaches between both their legs, and places the whip on her wet lips. Starting just below the hilt, he runs the entire length across her open pussy. Just as the tip of the whip slips inside her, she hears an alarm go off, and tries to heave a huge sigh of relief around the ball gag.
2
His grin is now positively evil. "Too bad. Time has run out. But it is too late for you, my sweet Jane. Even though our agreement is over, you are securely chained, and are my helpless prisoner. The only thing that will change now, are the rules. And all of the changes will be in my favor. He removes one last item from the drawer. It looks like a TV remote, but as he fingers the buttons, her wrists and ankles are moved a short distance, and returned to place. "In case you're wondering, they can move much farther than that. I can place you in any position I choose to suit my needs." He pushes another button, and a wall slides back, revealing his playground.
He grabbed her wrist, and she heard a clicking sound. He held her cuffed arm in front of her face, and pointed to a ring on the back. "The cuffs you are wearing can be attached to various spots around the room, as well as to each other." With that, he attaches her free wrist to the opposite ankle. He fiddles with the remote again, and the two remaining cuffs begin to tighten slowly. "And, in case you had thoughts of attempting escape while being moved around the room, I can use the cuffs to cause you severe pain. She felt the cuffs return to their normal tightness, and then he freed her wrist from her ankle and returned it to the bedpost.
He dropped his pants and mounted he
r. His pace was brutally painful; still she could feel her excitement grow. As she felt herself approaching orgasm, he stopped to allow her level of readiness to drop. "I can see you are already aching with the need to please me. But, you need to earn the right to experience pleasure yourself," he sneered. "I can keep a woman on the edge for days, or even weeks till she'll do anything for release. I will make you mine, or I will use you up trying." He resumed his assault until he finally came deep inside her.
He bent over her, and began to pinch, suck and bite one nipple until it swelled and extended. He reached over and picked up the set of three chains and attached one clamp to her swollen nipple. He repeated the process on the other nipple, and then the clit which was already quite swollen. The pain was intense making her whimper, but strangely also making her grow wet. He got up and walked into the newly revealed end of the room, and removed a bowl of strawberries, and a can of whipped cream from a small refrigerator.
He took one of the strawberries and placed it between her legs. As he pushed it inside, he grabbed the silver ring and pulled. Excruciating pain stabbed her nipples and clit and raced through her body. As she felt fluid seep out around the strawberry, he let go of the ring. He brought it to his lips and licked and sucked at it. "Mmm. You taste sweet. I'm going to enjoy tasting you." He popped the strawberry into his mouth.