by Jacqwin Hess
“I’m glad you decided to come. I…wasn’t sure you were going to and that I would get a text from Victoria, telling me that you were sorry, but you couldn’t do it. I was actually afraid you wouldn’t, that I completely scared you off.”
“No,” she replied. She had re-cleansed herself before meeting him downstairs, even shaved down between her legs again, just in case. She brushed her hair out, brushed her teeth again, and then went downstairs to sign her body away to Sebastian Darvaine! She grabbed up her small black Chanel clutch and came down behind Victoria, her eyes staying on the car and ignoring all the dark glares from Victoria’s guests. They had all been so friendly before. Huh! Oh well!
“That’s a nice clutch you have. I like it. It pleases me to see that you have good taste.”
“It’s real.” She then gasped and rolled her eyes closed, her cheeks flaming red in embarrassment. Shit, what else would it be?! Plus, his chauffeur no doubt told him I had gone into the store and bought it. “I mean, from the Chanel Store, not some cheap knock off. Bought it with the money from my divorce—ah…anyway. Thanks—Thank you. I like it, too.”
“Did you eat in there? Would you like to get something to eat?”
What she really worried about was having sex on a full stomach and the limitations that it caused and so, no, she didn’t eat earlier–too nervous if he was coming or not. “No, I don’t. I’m not hungry. If it’s all right, I rather just get started and let’s just do it. I think we’ve had enough foreplay,” she replied and he grinned with a brow arching.
“Very well. You’ll get no arguments from me. What did you think of the Contract of Consent? It’s just as much for your protection than mine. I have to have it in writing that you are of sound mind and body, not inhibited in any way, or drugged when signing or under duress, and that you fully agree to what will transpire between us; what you are willing to allow; how far we go. It’s just a simple consent form. If…should we decide we…enjoy each other’s company…then another one will be presented to you at a later date, one that will be far more detailed and graphic, though this one was a lot more than I intended for you to see. It’s a filter for what we will and will not be doing with each other.”
More detailed?! She swallowed unconsciously as she stared down at the floor, hearing Victoria in her head again ‘Think of this as a growing period, experiment and…give yourself this treat—and…it is a treat, Adri. A million women would kill to be in your shoes right now. Don’t be stupid. It’s time to grow up and be a big girl, expand your life and live a little. Live for God’s sake!’
“It’s only saying that your body–you…are mine for the night, maybe the weekend if I enjoy it and you agree to let me have you, to do with you as I please to achieve maximum pleasure to you, thus receiving my own. As I said earlier, it’s all a matter of trust. Just agree to let me do what I have to do, what I know to do…to pleasure the both of us, no pain. You’ll not be harmed.”
“That I’m your submissive for the night.”
“Oh no, you’re not capable of giving me that, not yet at least. You don’t have a clue what that really entails. You may think you do, but you don’t. Tonight?...It’s just about two consenting adult getting to fuck each other. When you say stop or no, then I will do so immediately. I do not and will not expect you to trust me to that extent, not when we’ve just met. We’re not in a dominant and submissive relationship. It’s going to be all natural, just as you said. This is just an introductory fuck, and if you don’t like it when we’re through, then we’ll go our separate ways.”
“Fine. I’m through talking about it though and ready to do it. I’m yours, Sebastian Darvaine. Do your worst to me. I signed everything. I need it-you.”
“Yes-Yes, you do. All mine! I’ve waited so long, wanted you for too long. I’m sorry, Ads. I can’t…wait another minute, another second.”
“Then don’t.”
“I need you too much,” Sebastian whispered, then reached into his pocket and drew out a blindfold. She tensed and backed from him as he seized her body with his eyes alone, holding her with them. “Please trust me. I can’t hurt you—I won’t hurt you. This will just enhance your senses and make you feel things more intently, more pleasurably and…you’ll be gorgeous in it. Expand your mind—trust me, Adriaunn.”
After a few uncertain moments passed, he darkened his expression in determination and thrust the mask over her eyes. He drew her head forward and tied it on, making her wear it. “Oh, fuck…me…” he whispered, getting so hard, running his hand over her cheek and down her throat and between her breasts.
Adri couldn’t see him, but she could feel his powerful arms under her fingers, the glorious smell of his body reeling her senses and then she felt his hands on her arms. He was gripping and holding her, guiding her as he dropped to the floor of the limo. He took her with him and put her onto her back, grabbing her wrists, placing her hands above her head. He gripped her skirt, tossing it out of the way, hands roughly grabbing and shoving her thighs apart. Fisting her panties, he tore them apart, shoving them down to her ankles. The sight of her like that…was extraordinary, glorious–His cock sprang up hard at the sight of her laying there with her silver skirt up over her hips, pussy bare and needy, vulnerable to his own need and demand. She was elegant and beautiful laying there, completely trusting him, the mask tied on and blinding her.
He watched her reach up for it, but then left it on, resting her hands by her head. “Good girl. Just relax and let me do what I need. Just…feel…Adri,” he replied just before he clamped a hand over her pussy. He rubbed over it and then speared her tight little hole with the middle finger while the other hand fingered her folds wide apart, resting a finger upon her clit, flickering and teasing it. He enjoying his finger play all over and inside of her excessively wet pussy. He loved how he had her moaning and arching back in pleasure. He took a deep breath, rolled his eyes closed, smelling her heat and was spurring to thrust his fingers deeper and faster into her tight channel.
She gasped as she felt her own tightness as he touched within her, listening to him hiss out and groan as he felt how small and tight she was. She was in such agonizing need, her brain instantly sizzled and blacked out, and trusting him to have his way with her. He had been right about the trust issue, dying in pleasure as she had nothing for her brain to focus on except the feeling of his beating knuckles that he ran over her clit-and hard. Thrashing his middle finger, he buried inside of her, gasping out when he slid another finger and then a third in her, stretching her.
She completely relaxed and got into it, let all inhibitions and fear go away—Vic knew she was there with him, as did the whole gallery of guests; she was safe. He suddenly stopped, grabbing her sweet folds with both hands, holding them painfully apart, jerking upward on them, crying out as she literally felt her hole deepen and open. Placing one hand over her pussy to hold her open, he fingered her again for a second and then he stopped again. “Yes! Fuck-Sebas—”
“Easy. I have something better for you now. Reach your hands down to my head, fist my hair, and pull my mouth to your cunt, offering your pretty slit to eat! Do it!” he ordered harshly. She slapped both hands over her mouth–just as she had at the lake house–and he just knew her eyes were wide in shock under that blindfold. “Don’t tell me your ex never ate you out, this is the second time you’ve looked genuinely shocked at my doing this to you, or fought it.” He watched her give a little shake of her head and just continued to sit there in shock, staring into the blackness of her blindfold, but he saw enough of her expression to know she was serious. “Never?!”
Adri dropped back down, her arms crossing over her chest and rolled her eyes closed, shaking her head. “No-once or twice, when we first married; but…it wasn’t good and he–it hurt and he never really liked being with me. It was too naughty; he was…too much of a prude and me too, not…doing much with each other. So…no, I don’t like it or…I didn’t. Do you need-want ah…really have to?” she asked, gas
ping as he grabbed her hips tighter, pressing her legs further apart and felt that he was determined to do it and not be denied!
“Yes, I absolutely have to and trust me, angel, pain is the last thing you’re going to feel. Just like the other times I’ve done it,” Sebastian stated, opening her beautiful pussy up and licked his lips, ready for her sweet juices. Fucking sweet liquid divinity! Upon her insistence, feeling her hands fist his hair and pull on his head, he dropped his whole mouth over her hole and clit. He licked, sucked and glorified in her cries of immediate ecstasy. He loved the feel of her gripping and thrusting her pussy into her mouth, feeding and offering him her cunt…
Adri’s mind burst in powerful sensations that radiated all through her body the second his mouth dropped and expertly sucked, licked and ate from her. She couldn’t deny the exquisite, glorious pleasure that shot all over her pussy if she wanted to. Her panting moans constantly burst from her lips as he used his mouth in such a beautiful way. She suddenly realized her ex had bit and hurt her on purpose. Her fear instantly vanished and that fear was replaced by the terrible need, feeling her body reacting all on its own. She gladly gave Sebastian everything he needed. She held onto his head her hands holding tight into his beautiful hair and fisting his suit at his shoulders, pulling him more over her, needing more. She held tight to him as she rocked and lifted her pussy against his mouth. She arched and seethed in pleasure, feeling his eyes on her as he watched her wither for him. He heard a strange growl come from her, dying in pleasure, arching, twisting and slamming a hand up to the seat over her head. “I want your cock…in my mouth, rammed down my throat. Fuck my throat. Oh-please–Sebastian!”
Oh my god! For fucking real?! The THROAT?! Talk. It’s all talk. It has to be!
“Oh, I will. All in due time, Baby Girl. All in good time,” he said against her pussy. She arched and groaned, gushing anew at the sound of his pet name for her, having liked ‘Baby Girl.’ She kept a tight hold on his hair and fed him her pussy, letting him eat her out and shook as he slid his finger down over her folds, opening her wider. She felt his lashing tongue over her as he brutally sucked, sucked, lashed, and sucked. He ate her viciously, growling with his cock gripped so hard, slamming his mouth wholly over her cunt. He kept her folds spread wide and ate her cunt for all it was worth, loving her crying gasping moans. He had her in tears, screaming into her own hand as she began to climax, but he suddenly stopped and shot up onto his knees between her spread thighs. She felt him fumbling with his clothes, undoing his pants and then gasped as he jerked her closer, shoved her legs fully out and then placed his beautiful cock at her entrance. The next second her hands shot out to his arms, head thrown back and feeling his cock suddenly begin filling her. He stretched her slowly and carefully, pushing his cock into her, inch by inch. He was torturing her, savoring the pleasure and both rejoicing at finally being joined. One. Owned! He was panting out, struggling to retain some control, but lost it in the end, dropping his weight fully down on her and forcing nearly all he could into her. He tilted her hips to hold her there and then he lunged, thrusting, shoving it hard against her core.
Fuck me, son of a bitch! Ah—god, I knew she’d be tight, but…holy mother of fuck! Oh god, this beauty is sublime, feels so good, so perfect, so right……
She jarred, arching back and crying out in slight pain of being suddenly stretched when he forced it hard into her body. He slid in just a little at first, then he dropped straight down, filling it brutally, forcing it further open around him; reshaping and changing her deepest inside—just as she asked him to.
“Ooh yeah…it’s tight. You really are going to take some work getting you loosened up, but I’m going to love every fucking second of it and so will you.” He grunted as he kept thrust and fucking, stabbing into that darling little pussy he now fully owned!
“Yes! Oh, fuck yes! Keep going–don’t stop!”
“This will hurt if you don’t relax though, just relax and it will be perfect–so perfect. If it’s truly too much, extreme pain, then…just say ‘yellow,’ and I’ll back off, or ‘red,’ to stop entirely. But that’s only if the pain is truly excruciating.”
She hardly heard his words, dying in the pleasure of having a cock in her finally and relaxed, just as he said. She wanted him deep, clear to her heart, just as he promised earlier today—fuck that had been so hot and why she came, unable to help it! “Green, definitely green!” she shouted, thrusting her hips up and begging for more with her body.
He reached down to her bottom, gripping it tight and held her to him. Then after a few seconds, he growled in ecstasy. He apologized, unable to hold back any longer and help himself, losing his control. He withdrew, only to thrust back in, ramming and grinding back into her. He had her moaning and thrashing her head as he began forcing it a bit deeper, then began giving her a steady stabbing; thrusting and riding roughly into her sweet little cunt. “Ah-fuck yes! You’re so small-tiny, so gloriously tight! Oh fuck, this is going to hurt so good!” Oh god, this little cunt is going to strip the flesh off my cock, hurting me as much as her and it’s going to feel fucking awesome–it already does. Three-fourths in and getting to force the last quarter into her. Oh, thank you, saints!
That hadn’t been an exaggeration, looking down and seeing only a little over half of his dick was in her. He just kept pushing down and wanting her to take more, feeling her fist his arms as she cried out in pleasurable-pain. He didn’t stop, kept driving his dick faster and faster, stabbing at her, his ass clenched hard and tight as he pounded it into her unused tight little body. It was the most beautiful sight, his massive veiny cock glistening and shiny from her wet little hole, driving it over and over into her, brutalizing it and her panting and crying in total ecstasy from it. It was glorious to finally be with her…and all the fantasies and dreams he’d ever had burst through his mind.
He relished the realization that she had meant every word she said in the vault, what she wanted him to do to her and how she wanted it, loving it rough, taking it. He continued to deliver brute stabs into her darling, sweet little hole. He eased off to fuck her more slowly and thorough; making her jerk and moan in utter bliss as he pressed it just the right way against her core. He loved the smile that grew upon those lips. He rammed, shattering her in pleasure, fucking killing her and cried out for more, for him to do it again. When he didn’t, she took over and he shot up, gripping the edge of the seat, feeling pleasure shoot all through him as she tightened her pussy down upon him like a vise. She was now killing him, feeling her work those muscles so expertly, he was mentally stunned and blacking out from the pleasure he was experiencing from it. She continued to do that again and again bearing down on those muscles so hard and beautifully. He fingered over her clit and pussy and seconds later he had her sweet little pussy blowing and gushing for him in her orgasm. Then it suddenly stopped and he immediately sensed her withdraw, shutting down and fighting the pleasure, stopping it, denying herself the orgasm. She wasn’t going to ride it on through and immediately began shimmying his fingers over her clit and pussy with one hand and fingered her bud with the other, forcing an orgasm out of her–and a hard one.
Adri burst, her brain sparking, shimmering and body exploding with awesome sensation blasting all through her. Every tiny nerve seemed to be igniting and firing, burning and blasting apart, from her pussy, across her tits, over her belly and limbs and her brain. It’ was more than she could take and couldn’t fight it, totally under attack by his fingers and his ramming cock, stabbing perfectly and in sync. Even as she dropped, he kept it up, ruthlessly fingering her clit and bud, grinding his body against hers as he worked his cock up inside of her. He just…wouldn’t stop…and she didn’t want him too.
He feared she would try to fight it and sure enough, she had, but he’d totally been ready for it. She tried to back it off, but he wasn’t going to allow it, not at any point this evening. Adriaunn’s beautiful orgasm belonged to him now and he was going to get as many of them as he could ou
t of her tonight.
“Oh my god–what’s happening-what is that–what are you doing?!” she cried out, her legs slammed tight about his body in the throws of her orgasm, arms gripping his body as she suddenly crested and saw sparks bursting across her brain. She felt her entire body snare in pleasure and her brain sparking violently, like never before. All she knew was the vicious electric tingling all through her body, burning hot and wet. She cried out as he dropped his mouth down upon hers and kissed her deeply as she cried and screamed into his mouth.
She fell unconscious beneath him for a minute or so, and then once she came back to earth, he kissed her, held tight to her as he tasted her tears. He refused to release her, to let her go and stop, but then she drew back, placing her hands between them and started to push against him—
“No!” Sebastian shouted down at her, jerking off the mask and staring down at her. He had shouted, firm, but not with cruelty. His expression was hard set and she stilled beneath him, eyes wide as she stared up at him. She slowly moved her hands back from his chest, dropping them down next to her, not afraid of him—submitting to him and…actually liking it, willing to, wanting to—as was her nature! Her legs even spread wider of their own violation, offering her cunt and body to him to use and find his pleasure. It was truly the hottest fucking thing he’d ever witnessed. Her reaction had been instant. She was a submissive, and a natural one. She didn’t balking from him as he tightened his hands on her ass, pulling her tighter onto his cock, flexing it and making her feel it inside of her. She knew that it was too late and it didn’t matter now. “It’s done, over and we’ve just fucked, hard, rough and thorough. Well, almost, since I have yet to come and refuse to rush it with you feeling so divine. I’ve waited too damn long just to blow my nut the second I put it in you. Just relax and enjoy Adriaunn. I’ve just begun and nowhere near through.” He swept the back of his hand over her temples, drying them from where she had shed a tear in her orgasm. They lay there together like that for a long time. Nearly a half hour passed as he slowly thrust, rode and kissed her. Slow traffic gave him all the time he needed to work on her, to get her back on fire, neither one speaking for a long time, until he asked. “Tell me, truthfully, am I hurting you, Adriaunn? Was it too rough-too hard on you?”