With only the moon illuminating the room in a soft glow, Rita had felt secure, loved and at home. There had been a look of desire in his eyes and she had gathered the courage to press her lips to his, for the first time in her life initiating a kiss. Brian had opened his lips and started sucking on hers, sending tiny tingles all over her body.
“I know you are awake,” suddenly Brian spoke into her hair and Rita jumped over him. “Shhhh…” the man muttered calmingly and curled his hand around her waist, bringing her closer to his chest and the bare skin under her hands.
Rita didn’t answer, unsure what to do next and trying to master the courage to look at him. There was no way she was going to touch or caress him the way he was touching her, although her hands burned with the need to explore the large, warm chest of the man lying under her.
A knock on the door saved her from that impossible situation and Rita felt her husband move. “I have to go,” he said gently. “Get dressed and come down for breakfast.” He continued to speak, while climbing out of the bed completely naked and walking to bathroom, which he had left open, to wash himself and dress. Rita had moved to the side, so that he could get out of the bed and for a moment had tried to hide under the covers, but then her pride had won over her fear and here she was looking shamelessly at the naked body of her husband.
Both of them were aware of what she was doing, but the man chose to ignore her and dressed quickly. When he was ready, Brian walked back to the bed and bent over Rita, claiming her lips in another heated kiss. “I know you were watching, and I hope that you liked what you saw,” were his last words, before leaving the room, but not a moment later he walked back in the room.
Rita wasn’t sure what to expect from him, but her new husband didn’t lose time in explaining anything to her. He simply undressed himself in a few quick motions and then climbed on the bed. Rita watched him with admiration and a bit of fear in her eyes. The man smirked at her and quickly threw the blanket away from the bed.
“Tell me, Ruth, do you like it when I filled you so well last night?” He asked.
Rita wants to answer her husband, really, she was trying, but all she could manage was a deep moan. The man laughed, but her answer wasn’t the one Brian was looking for, because the three fingers he had got in Rita’s pussy twisted deeper, applying more pressure on her inside, where she was still too sensitive.
Rita let out another noise, something between a moan and a plea for help, and Brian pulled her closer. “When your father offered you to me, I thought that you would be one of those spoiled modern women, who are unable to enjoy anything in life. Imagine my surprise when I first met you? You were so shy, so pure, so innocent. A virgin.”
Rita shaked her head in desperation, her body shaking all over when Brian pressed more kisses to her breast and belly. His hands were caressing her all over, and every touch felt as if a fire touched her skin.
“Good, you feel so good,” Brian said, breathing against Rita’s skin, while rubbing his fingers inside of her. “I like to watch your reaction to my touches.”
Rita felt that it was very unfair that this man was able to reduce her to a whimpering mess. Her entire body was covered in sweat, her breathing erratic. She was trembling with the effort to show him that he wasn’t affecting her. Unfortunately, her mind wasn’t helping in the matter, providing her with images from the last night.
She wasn’t scared anymore, Rita didn’t even care anymore that she was all vulnerable in his hands. Rita thought that she had never experienced something like this in her life and that made her imagine other things, things, she wasn’t supposed to think about. How could she even think like this about this man, forced on her by her father?
Brian was completely unaware of her thoughts and continued to kiss, caress and excite her with his hands and lips. He chose that moment to retract his fingers and quickly to replace them with his dick. Rita yelled in surprise at the feeling of fullness, the pain from the previous night completely forgotten. She wanted to cry because of the pleasure he was giving her, but only small moans escaped her lips, moans, which resembled very much sobs.
“Calm down,” Brian whispered in her ear, stopping all other movements. “I am not going to hurt you. All I want is to show you what you have been missing all this time.”
The man shushed her gently, and with small kisses managed to calm her down enough for Rita to relax against him. For the first time, Rita lifted her hand and attempted to touch him. The first time, her touch was so soft that she wondered if he felt it at all.
Brian started moving, his thrusts gentle, slow and deep. It was amazing how well he knew what she needed. Rita attempted to say something, but found that she was unable to speak. Only small moans kept coming out of her mouth.
“You are doing okay,” he said. “Just continue to follow my movements.”
His fingers were stroking her hips and then her breasts, stimulating her further. There was something very intimate in the way he was talking to her and then touching her. Rita felt that he was telling her something with those actions and words, but she wasn’t sure what it was.
Brian wasn’t expecting an answer from her, so Rita just tried to relax against the bed. The man followed her and claimed her lips, at first somehow tenderly, the kiss almost chaste, but then he forced her mouth open and started to explore it.
Rita’s orgasm took them both by surprise, coming out from nowhere and almost throwing her into unconsciousness. Her husband continued to thrust steadily into her, when Rita realized that her face was all wet with tears. Brian was the one who kept her legs wrapped around his hips, helping her through her orgasm.
Very slowly, Rita opened her eyes and met Brian’s eyes through the short distance. He was looking at her with a serious expression, despite the fact that he still needed to come. She didn’t know why, but at that moment Rita felt more naked than ever. She thought that he was reading her soul, finding out her most secret thoughts and desires. And yet, she couldn’t take her eyes from him, transfixed by his powerful stare.
Their eyes were still locked together when Brian reached his orgasm and filled her with his seed. Rita stood calm under him, watching different emotions ran over his face and then disappear, as quickly as they appeared just a moment ago. But contrary to him, she was unable to read him, and remained completely in the dark about what he was feeling.
Brian climbed out of the bed and went to the bathroom for a wet towel. Rita was still lying where he left her when he returned, so without saying another word, Brian cleaned her up. He then sat up against the pillows and pulled Rita with him, her naked back leaning against his chest. Brian wrapped his arms around her waist and started to caress her soft stomach with his large hands.
“Do you know what?” his voice was too soft and somehow distant, but Rita still nodded that she was listening.
“I took too much from you, I know that,” the tone of his voice was serious now, so Rita attempted to turn and look at him. Brian, however, didn’t allow her, using his strength to keep her in place. “It wasn’t my intention to marry you or force you into this relationship, but now that we are already married, I think that we should make the best of it.”
Chapter Three
After that first moment of surprise, Rita had started looking at Brian in a different way. She even compared him to the heroes in her romance movies and found him superior to them, because he was real. A month later after a very difficult business meeting, Brian took her to their bedroom and gently accompanied Rita to the bed. She followed him with her eyes, but remained silent, waiting for Brian to speak first.
The man walked around the room, making sure that everything was as he wanted it and then returned to the bed, kneeling in front of Rita. Gently, he got hold of her hands and brought them to his lips. “I know that we met in the worse possible way,” Brian said, looking right into her eyes. “But, we made a promise in front of God and men to be husband and wife till death do us part. Rita, you are a wonderful woman an
d very different from all the other women I have met. What happened tonight made me realize that we should change things. Will you give me another chance to prove to you that I can be a good husband to you?”
Somewhere in the middle of his long speech, Rita had started crying and now her tears were running down her face. Brian used his fingers to wipe up the tears and smiled reassuringly at her. “I always thought that when I fall in love, it was going to be like a big explosion, like a lighting falling on a big tree,” Rita said softly, giving a squeeze to his hands. “But, somehow, against my own will, during these last few weeks I have learned that real love comes slowly and in ways we don’t expect.”
“What do you mean, Rita?” Brian asked her, the hope almost tangible in his words.
“I mean that I have fallen in love with you, Brian,” she said convincingly, for the first time calling him by his name. “I’m sorry for making everything so difficult for you, but I was so full with romantic ideas and prejudice that it was impossible for me to see the real you.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Brian shook his head. “I wasn’t better when we met. I accepted you for my wife only because they gave me the company, but now I realize that the real treasure I received was you.”
“What now?” Rita asked, her body trembling with excitement, as she was waiting for him to touch her, to show her what it meant to be loved by him.
“I’ll say that it is time,” Brian said as way of explanation, before placing a gentle kiss on her forehead and then another one on the exposed skin of her neck. His hands had wormed themselves around her slender body and he was playing with her long hair.
“For what?” Rita asked in a loud whisper. “I don’t think I understand.” She was speaking the words with her mouth, but her body was leaning against him, having a mind of its own.
“Oh!” Brian exclaimed. “I think otherwise.” Not fooled at all by her words.
“What?” The woman in his arm asked exasperated.
“I know that you know what I mean…”
“I don’t,” she insisted, but the man didn’t answer her that time, or at least not with words. Brian turned her slender body in his arms and claimed her lips in a searing kiss. In her surprise, Rita opened her mouth and he used her distraction to enter her mouth. His tongue explored her mouth, drinking from its sweetness, a sweetness he had already got to know well. Rita tried fighting the passion that was once again taking over her logical mind, but the man never gave her the chance to step back.
Brian continued to kiss her, while lifting her nightgown and removing her underwear. The soft piece of cloth fell on the ground unnoticed by Rita, whose mind was all clouded by the adrenaline and passion running through her veins. He was moving quickly, not willing to lose any more time. The man stepped back and lowered himself on the bed, bringing the woman down with him. If Rita was surprised to find herself straddling him, she had no time to show it, because Brian started sucking at her breast through the thin cotton of her gown.
“Oh,” was all that come out of Rita’s mouth, when Brian tugged at his pants, so that she can sit on him. There wasn’t any pain and Rita closed her eyes, so that she could fully experience the feeling. The man’s erection filled her so beautifully that she couldn’t want anything more.
Brian wanted to undress her completely and explore every inch of her body with his hands and mouth, but this wasn’t the time for that. All he wanted was to show her how it could be between them.
Rita was lying in his hands, leaving him to do all the work, but Brian didn’t mind, on the contrary, it gave him some strange feeling of power to know that he was the one in charge. One of his hands was supporting her left hip, while the other had sneaked under Rita’s nightgown and was caressing her burning hot skin, providing more pleasure.
Brian was feeling at home inside his beautiful wife, who was moaning against his neck and making him forget all the problems in the world. With a soft cry, Rita reached her orgasm and Brian waited for her to relax a little, before making a dozen more trusts and coming himself.
“This time, neither of us is going anywhere, before we speak,” Rita heard the man speaking against her ear.
“Everybody is waiting for us downstairs…” Rita suddenly remembered and tried to get up, but Brian was holding her down with both of his hands, not allowing her to move even an inch.
“I locked the door,” Brian informed her calmly. “Now, tell me what are you thinking?”
“About what?”
“About what is going to happen between us from now on.”
“We are going to be a real family,” Rita said through tears.
“Love is never easy, Rita,” Brian said softly.
“I have learned so much…”
“Yes, we both have.”
Rita smiled and lifted her head to look at him. The sudden movement not only put them eye to eye, but reminded both of them that they were still connected in the most intimate of ways. “God!” She muttered and felt the heat rise in her face.
“What we had is special, Rita, you have to believe me,” Brian smiled at her discomfort and adjusted their position, so that he could slide even deeper inside her. “I know that you have little experience, but not many people can say that they had had what we have right now.”
Rita nodded and couldn’t suppress a deep moan, caused by Brian’s movements inside her.
“You are an extraordinary woman, Rita. Never forget that,” were Brian’s last words, before he leaned to kiss her again.
Chapter One
I entered the famous Vista club and the wild music dawns on my body, creating the wildest sensation on my skin, the cold musk of air entering through my pores as I pushed through the bunch of flirtatious guys and frisky women. Distinct strong perfume and lascivious scent attacks my sense of smell. Everybody was aiming for a hot bang and some were too touchy for comfort. I didn’t like the mood much better.
“Are you sure about this Tiff?” I ask my best friend once more as I gripped the flimsy red dress that was too short and too sexy, showing much cleavage and ending only at my thighs. The dress glitters as the colorful club lights lit over me. I was distressed nevertheless I followed my best friend and carried my bodacious body and attire with an overwhelming confidence. The red dress was matched with my red high-heeled sandals, silver bangles, silver necklace and dangling earrings while my smooth brunette hair bounces smoothly as I stride down the floor.
Many stares were captured by me and I happily smirked, men were such perverted creatures. The lust swimming in their eyes instantly turned me on. “Take it easy.” Tiff says, she had a brown hair and she fixed it to a high ponytail with beautiful matching silver sandals and a black crisscross dress, happily presenting her E-cup boobs for men to ogle.
“Everything is fine. Let’s have some fun sometimes and remember…if you back out from the game, a penalty will happen…” She whispered.
“Do we really have to do this?”
Tiff winked and kissed me on the cheeks, suddenly groping my breast that I gasped. Men who were watching at us whistled in a tune, muttering words like sexy bitches.
“Tiff!?” I whisper yelled. She giggled and gave me a flying kiss, then walked away from me, leaving me to carry out the game and to find her own prey. It is on then.
Truth or dare game? Ever heard of it? It’s a simple game with a scary penalty if played with harsh conditions. We always played it since high school and we always manage to follow the rules. Tiffany liked the game very much and now, I’m placed on a dare position. Already nineteen years old and I’m still playing such a game to kill time.
Now, what’s my dare? Guess. It’s pretty simple actually. Enter the club and dance on the dance floor while attracting a few guys! Sounds easy? No, it’s not! Because right now, at this moment… I’m standing on the center on the dance floor and dancing crazily sexy, ridiculously charming males with…
No panties underneath!
Chapter Two
Shaking my
booty, swaying my sexy hips as my hands trails down all over body, losing myself to the music that beats wildly, igniting the passionate seduction to a start while I dance along. As I danced, I could tell that I had captured many men. My body latched many onlookers over to my direction. I could feel very intense gazes, frolicking around me, in every direction there was a cold-cold stare…lust and sex, both calling for me. I could also hear the snorts and whispers of women, angered by envy and drama.
‘Let’s enjoy some more Catalina…’ I smirked to myself, feeling that short breeze between my thighs as my short dress gets sexily shaken as I twirled and rocked my body on the dance floor. The throats and Adams apple of many men bobbed up and down, making me satisfied and mischievous.
I smirked as I continue to dance, my slender finger traces my curves, thighs and between my breast while I weave around and swing my hips daringly to the beat of the sexy music. I was the center of attraction, obviously I would be. A sexy bold woman, wearing a golden mask and a red glittering dress was seductively dancing her charms to catch some good-good men! Yes, that very likely me. The excitement of being found out with nothing underneath my dress was exhilarating as more and more eyes looks my way.
Losing myself to the dance once more and tune of the beat, I feel an ecstatic touch on my skin in a sudden beat that my body froze for a second. A pair of hands was on my hips, grasping my hips and a broad body was now dancing along that crept up behind me. “…Pretty kitty. Let me have a taste of you.” The voice was cold as ice yet husky and alluring at the same time. “You’re very direct…” I say in hush and without no time to react to the sexy invitation, cold soft lips had pressed on the nape of my neck, causing me to shiver at the seductive feel that makes me feel engrossed as the man in a black mask, kissed and gave me a kiss mark. His lips tingled on my skin, his tongue licking on the sore spot as his saliva wets my skin and he kissed on me some more, sucking my sensitive flesh that I quiver a moan.
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