Dark Lust

by S. L. Carpenter

  She couldn’t move. Frozen in time she could only stare at the long legs filling his tight black leather pants. Along the inseam, she could see the protruding lump of his cock.

  She whimpered, feeling heat rise in her blood. The familiar ache between her legs seemed suddenly sharper, more needy. Her pussy grew wet and cried out for attention, growing increasingly hot as her gaze traveled up his shirtless torso. Of course. Why wear a shirt when you’ve got a chest and abdomen so perfect it looks like a sculpture? Spellbound, her eyes met his, and she instinctively parted her legs.

  “I have been waiting to visit you.” His words thrust like daggers into her soul. “Figured, I’d save the best for last.”

  Clit Alert…MAYDAY, DANGER, DANGER… For a dream, this guy sure knew what the fuck to say.

  Ann swallowed, trying to calm down, and opened her eyes. She saw nothing. Damn…this medallion was better then cybersex any day. Not that she had ever tried anything like that, of course…

  She wiped the sweat away from her forehead and placed the medallion back on her skin, pulling the blankets away from her heated body. Closing her eyes, she let the vision return. But he was gone. The door was open…but he wasn’t there.

  “You know, if you keep leaving I’ll begin to think you want me gone.” He spoke from the foot of the bed, with one outstretched arm braced against the bedpost. “Mmm. Open your legs a little wider. I wanna see my dinner.”

  DANGER, DANGER, OVERLOAD…

  Ann wanted to fight this most primal of instincts. She should resist a little and not just give in and let this walking fantasy simply take her and fuck her into oblivion…well, that isn’t exactly a bad thing, is it?

  While her thoughts drifted, he reached down, set his hands on her knees and parted them. This was starting to feel more real every minute. The heat from his palms actually seared her flesh.

  The sudden rush of blood that engorged her cunt made her lightheaded.

  “Mmm, damn. That is one fine-looking pussy. I’m gonna enjoy eating that before I fuck it.” He gazed at her spread wide in front of him.

  Ann’s mouth dried and she panted. She tried to close her legs but his strength wouldn’t let her. The rough ends of his fingers dragged over the soft, pale skin of her inner thigh.

  Quivering, she struggled to open her eyes and awaken from this torment, but the harder she tried, the deeper she fell into his world of darkened desires. And in some secret place, she longed to feel what her friends had spoken about. They had all seemed liberated somehow after an encounter with this being.

  His head lifted high and he sniffed her scent. “Mmm. I can sure tell you’re excited. I love the smell of a horny, wet pussy.”

  Lowering both hands, he ran his palms along the back of her thighs to her ass and leaned over onto the bed. Ann felt it dip beneath his weight. Her entire body flushed and she felt heat flood her skin. The sudden jolt of excitement made her shudder and she let the medallion drop from her forehead.

  “Noooo…” At last, she could open her blurry eyes. The room spun and swayed and it seemed as if she was in another world. In amazement, she looked down over her chest. Her arousal inched up, notch by notch, as the fabric of her T-shirt slowly began to creep up her torso.

  She lay petrified, watching and feeling it move. Her breasts were on fire and a pink hue of excitement flooded them. The tightened areolas were the sensors of her increased arousal, and they were cranked up to high.

  Her flesh could sense something touching it and goose bumps covered her flesh. This erotic dream was taking form and every ounce of resistance she had was withering. He had come to take her…and he was.

  Ann jumped when she felt her breasts grasped hard. Looking down, she could even see the indentions of large hands groping her flesh. But he wasn’t there.

  Or was he?

  She closed her eyes and reached down…there! Long strands of hair became entangled between her fingers.

  Oh God, he was between her legs and she could actually feel him. Her breath caught on a gasp as every fiber of her flesh became a canvas for his art. Each stroke of his tongue along her belly etched more passion through her.

  His head moved within her hold. “Give me the medallion.”

  Her hand fumbled to find his. She was engrossed in his devious spell of seduction. The trinket was taken from her grasp, and Ann stretched her empty hands back above her head, holding on to the headboard rail.

  The smooth underside of the medallion warmed her skin as he dragged it between her breasts and the straining tips of her nipples almost screamed aloud from the sheer delight of his touch. Her body nearly elevated off the bed when he pressed the smooth gold against her nipple. Sharp bursts of pleasure shot through her breasts and directly down to between her legs.

  He switched the shiny golden jewel from side to side, and she knew his sensual game would take another victim.

  Ann was close to breaking. Needs that had been confined to dreams and dark fantasies were rising from her soul. He was tapping into that closet of hidden secrets everyone keeps locked up. The carefully refined shell she’d lived within was about to crack and a lustful, passionate woman would break free of the chains that had restrained her desires.

  He lowered his mouth to the scorching sex between her thighs and Ann shuddered.

  His mouth was hot and grinding into her cunt. That tongue, that thick viperous tongue, lashed into her. It touched every inch of her insides, feeding on her lust. His appetite was insatiable.

  The medallion rested on her small patch of hair, glistening and radiating heat down into her mound.

  She felt his lips curve into a smile and then heard a wicked laugh. Gasping, she looked down her body…and saw him. He raised his head, the juices from her pussy glazing his mouth. A stream of saliva dripped hotly onto her as he licked her taste from his lips, all the while letting the tips of his long fingers toy between the swollen folds of her pussy.

  “Time for you to let go.” His words scorched her brain.

  You read my mind. She closed her eyes and let him continue.

  With a slow, deep push, the Dark Lord slipped the medallion inside Ann’s pussy. A glow began to radiate from inside her body and she began to shake.

  Her entire body tensed and the harsh flexing of her muscles made her arch upward. Her back lifted off the bed and her eyes rolled back into oblivion as she came. The scream she’d held inside echoed through the room as she finally let go.

  “Mmm. You women never think of doing this. I love how powerful this thing is.” He slowly pulled the medallion from between her labia as Ann tried to catch her breath and lay motionless. The occasional spasm jolted her but she was too sated with pleasure to mind.

  The Dark Lord stood and hung the medallion around his thick neck. “Been needing to get this back.”

  Finding a small amount of strength, Ann closed her legs and rolled onto her side, just looking at him clearly for the first time as her mind returned.

  She gazed at him with appreciation and contentment. But that changed as he unfastened his pants. Ann felt a twinge of anticipation growing inside her and she watched his cock grow to its full size.

  Ann rolled onto her stomach and crawled to the end of the bed. She pushed his hands away from his zipper and tugged the front of his pants away from him while kissing his chest. His muscles were tight and flexed and she couldn’t wait to touch him. She slid her fingers around his cock and gasped at its size.

  “Fuck, the girls weren’t kidding.”

  He took her face between his hands. They were rough against the smooth, soft texture of her cheeks. “You’re beautiful.” His voice was deep as he pulled her mouth to meet his.

  They merged in a passionate kiss. His tongue dueled with hers and her grip on his cock loosened as he swelled even more against her grasp. Ann’s breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples rolling over the ridges of his muscles. She kissed his neck, letting him squeeze her ass in his hands while she knelt on the bed before him
.

  Her emotions flooded her, bringing her once again to the brink of ecstasy. This time though, she wanted to jump across it with him.

  She licked up his Adam’s apple and brushed her cheek across his. “Come to the side of the bed. Let me give you something back.”

  Following her words, he walked around the bedpost.

  Ann massaged his chest, her hands dwarfed by his massive body. He could become addictive.

  “Go ahead, I know what you want to do. I love the feel of a woman’s lips on my cock.” The window of her soul was open and he had just stepped through it. He read her thoughts and knew her wants.

  Ann lowered her head to his crotch. The tight leather hugged his hips and she jerked them over his ass and down his legs. His cock sprang free and stood out from his body, glorious and hard. Ann licked her lips. The sight of a man so vulnerable, so exposed, so fucking big, always had an effect on her.

  With her legs dangling over the edge of the bed, she spread her thighs apart and grabbed the Dark Lord’s ass, drawing him to her. Pulling steadily, she let his length fill her mouth. The thickened shaft was hot and she could feel the throb as his blood pumped through it.

  “Damn, you’re good at this.” He groaned as Ann tried to take more of him down her throat.

  Her pussy was wet and her level of arousal became almost unbearable. She couldn’t wait to feel this fantasy pounding inside of her. Thoughts raced through her mind as she sucked him in and out. The slippery head popped free from her lips as she gasped for air then greedily forced him into her mouth once more.

  The head pressed the back of her throat and she gagged slightly. She ignored it. She wanted all of him, every single wonderful inch. Her finger found its way to her pussy and her juices flowed as she swirled her finger over her clit.

  The Dark Lord grabbed a handful of her tangled hair and pulled her head back. His cock popped from the suction of her lips, glistening in the light of the TV and slick with her saliva.

  Pushing her shoulders back, he fell on top of her, crushing her body with his. “I’m going to take you, Ann. I’m going to feel your pussy caressing my cock as we fuck.” He growled the words, his chest vibrating against hers. “Give in to me. Give in.”

  Breathless from his massive weight pressing her into the soft mattress, Ann whispered back. “Yes. But only if I can be on top. If I’m going to give in, I want to be the fucker, not the fuckee. Roll over, you bastard.”

  The dark lust she’d hidden beneath the surface of her life was stripped away. Ann knew what she wanted.

  And the eleven or so inches between his legs, was a great place to start. She straddled him, placed one hand over his mouth and held his cock in the other. “Shhh, don’t say anything—just move.”

  Positioning her cunt above the wide head of his cock, she gently let it part the lips of her pussy. Moving her hand to his abdomen, she lowered her body. Her eyes began to flutter and her mouth opened on a silent gasp as the pressure became almost painful. Stretching her pussy to its limit, she continued her descent.

  “Mmm, damn you have a tight pussy. Feels like a fucking vise tightening around my…aah…fuck baby, this isn’t fair.”

  Ann smiled and stopped for a moment, letting her muscles loosen and relax.

  With a jerk, the Dark Lord thrust his hips upward, burying his cock to the hilt. Ann felt her juices running between them, easing his fit and sealing their bodies together.

  Looking down, the Dark Lord licked his fingertips and reached for her pussy. He rubbed his thumb up and down, stretching the swollen folds of skin that wrapped her prize. The firm end of her clit popped out to show its appreciation and he quickly found it, teasing it cruelly with his fingers.

  Ann tried to pull his hand away but he wouldn’t let her.

  Bucking his hips up and down like a mechanical bull, he thrust himself in and out. Ann barely kept her balance by pressing her hands on his chest. The sudden rise of excitement flowed through her blood and she began to ride harder on his thickened cock.

  “Yes…” He wanted more.

  “Come on, you bastard. Fuck me…do it, make me come, fuck me…fuck me…” Ann unraveled and became a sizzling hot sex vixen who would have shocked the eyebrows off her friends. “Harder…harder.”

  The smacking sound echoed in the room as their flesh met.

  “Damn baby, you’re on fire.” With his strong arms, he tossed her off him and flipped her onto her stomach. “Now it’s my turn.”

  Refusing to be dominated, she arched her ass upward and struggled onto her hands and knees. When the Dark Lord positioned himself behind her, Ann reached between her legs and grabbed his balls, pulling at them with vigor.

  She wanted this. She needed this.

  And with a hard deep thrust, he gave it to her.

  The inner walls of her pussy were responding to his hard pounding, clenching at him with each savage push. He smacked her ass and the sharp sting only excited her more.

  “Oh you fucker. Harder, harder damn you!” Ann surrendered her control and faced her deepest desire. She wanted to be fucked. No rules. No strings. Just the complete physical pleasure of sex. Pure sex.

  He reached under her chest and found her dangling breasts, jarred by each collision of their bodies. Her nipples were erect and sensitive and his tugging made her mind go blank as her orgasm neared.

  “Oh my God, I’m going to come again. Faster, faster, harder, come on, now…” She was desperate.

  He grabbed her hips tight and with hard, abusive thrusts, he fucked her the way she asked. This was an animalistic release. Their moans were primal and as he sank into her one last time, she shrieked and exploded around him.

  The pulsating muscles of his cock spewed his hot seed within her as she felt her pussy tighten and loosen, milking him dry. Her own orgasm was a blinding tidal wave of passion crashing through her body. She slumped limp and lifeless, as a rag doll, except for the twitch of her muscles as they relaxed.

  She had given in.

  And loved every fucking minute of it.

  This was her fantasy and it had come true. The girls had all had him, now it was her turn. He slid from her pussy and she lay on the bed relaxed, content and thoroughly fucked. If she died now, she’d die happy, and sore. She didn’t even mind lying in the wet spot.

  Pulling his leather pants up he looked down upon Ann’s nude body and smiled. “You are so fucking beautiful. Never doubt that. There is a dark side within us all. I just seem to bring it out in some people.”

  Ann grinned and let out a sigh. “It’s a dirty job, but somebody has to do it.”

  As Ann drifted off to sleep, the Dark Lord picked up his medallion. The circle of friends was complete and now it was time to find another group of women in need of awakening.

  He folded his fingers around the heavy golden necklace.

  And vanished.

  About the author:

  S. L. Carpenter welcomes mail from readers. You can write to the author c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at P.O. Box 787, Hudson, Ohio 44236-0787.

  Also by S. L. Carpenter:

  Betty And The Beast

  Partners In Passion 1: Eleanor and Justin

  Partners In Passion 2: No Limits

  Slippery When Wet

  Strange Lust

  Strange Lust 2

  Toys 4 Us

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