“Not here, there’s too many people,” and just like that the family-friendly man stopped me in my tracks before the fun could be had. I didn’t get it, he never would’ve cared a few months ago. Just because we lived together didn’t mean we had to calm down or grow up, we should be getting wilder everyday. That lion had five mates who he pretty much lived with yet he still took them from behind and fucked them hard whenever he felt like it, that’s all I wanted from Scott.
Now I was pissed off at him. I spent the rest of the day at the zoo having a quiet sulk on my own, walking a few steps behind him as he led me around the giant park of boring. I don’t get what’d changed. I didn’t understand what he wanted out of this relationship anymore. I’d tried everything but we were barely even having sex in our own bed.
The car ride back home was worse than the trip there, not only was it silent but Scott had realized how annoyed at him I was, he must’ve known why but he decided not to say anything even though I’d noticed him about to several times but he’d just sigh and continue driving down the road. I couldn’t help but keep thinking about how that lion mounted his lioness, how he dug his claws into her, even bit the back of her neck. We were all just mammals, I know they say that only humans and dolphins have sex for pleasure but it sure looked like those lions were having a hell of a good time, a much better one than I was having.
When we got back it was just a case of left over pizza and a quick glass of wine before I found myself lying down in the pitch black, in bed with the man who wouldn’t fuck me. I couldn’t continue to let this go on; I had needs, a lot of needs that he wasn’t meeting. I had to do something about it or else this was going to be over. I decided to take one last attempt at turning him on, if this didn’t work I don’t know what will.
I started kissing the back of his neck, up and down onto his back and using my hand to play and tug at his hair. He kept moaning out softly, I tried to make my way on-top of him but he was at the edge of the bed, so I continued to kiss and pull a little hard on his hair.
“I’m too tired, just go to sleep will you.” That was it, if he wasn’t going to play nice then neither would I.
I bit down hard on his neck to hear him scream out and shoot up from the bed, turning the light on as he went for the door.
“What the hell, that hurt!” He shouted at me like a little, scared girl. I started laughing and decided to go for a more playful approach. I got on all fours on top of the sheets and growled like the lion at my man. Hopefully he’d get the idea, either that or he’d leave but I wasn’t really bothered by this point.
“Come on Scott, where’s the fun gone.” I wanted the old Scott back, the one I let move in with me.
He stood there confused for a second; he looked a little baffled as to what had brought this on. Surely he noticed our sex life had been a barren wasteland for the last few months. How could he not have noticed it? It’s all I could think about.
He smirked at me and turned the light back off. Was that it, was it over? Was I never to have an interesting sex life ever again? As these thoughts filled my head I felt Scott pounce on me and pin me to the bed, biting at my neck as one hand ran over my breasts through the thin fabric of the baggy t-shirt I worn to bed. His hand caressing my now-hard nipple causing me to moan out, the louder I moaned the harder he sunk those teeth into me. It was a stinging sensation of pleasure, one that left my moistening body aching for more. I could feel my dampened pussy pulsating, it throbbed, waiting for his touch.
“You wanna act like an animal then I’ll fuck you like an animal.” He continued to run his hand down and under the fabric of my panties, driving two fingers straight into me. This is what I’d been missing for so long, I’d forgotten how brutal he could be, how he could push the pain threshold in my body because the pleasure was so intense. I could barely breathe as he rammed those thick fingers of his into my aching body, I wanted more. I needed more.
I turned my face to face his own and kissed him as hard as I could, he shoved his tongue right down my throat, causing me to almost gag on it as he forced my head right back into the sheets. If he could be rough then so could I, I bit at his tongue which made him twitch a little and remove it from my mouth, then I bit down hard on his lower lip causing him to moan out. That was more like it, that’s what I wanted.
He pulled away from my tight grip that scratched the skin from his lip causing him to bleed a little. He wiped his mouth and smiled at me, that smile that once said family-friendly guy was now saying sex-crazed boyfriend. Exactly what I wanted.
Scott began to kiss down my body, from my neck, lifting my body up to pull of the shirt I was wearing then laying me back down to continue over my breasts. He stopped for a moment as his mouth covered my nipple and began to bite at it. It was like small electrical shocks, making me twitch and jump a little each time. I could feel the pleasure run through my body as his teeth made impact with the sensitive tip. I was moaning out as loud as I could as he almost took a chunk out of my skin and then continued to go down my tingling, aching flesh. Right over my belly and to my knickers which were now soaked with my own fluids.
As he got off the bed and onto his knees he pulled them down around my ankles revealing my damp pussy, which was begging for him to touch it. Finally I was getting what I’d waited so long for. Maybe going to the zoo was a good idea after all, maybe Scott had finally learned something from those lions.
He spread my legs and shoved his face right into my crotch, furiously nibbling at the outer rim causing more and more of my fluids to leak out onto his lips and face. I was so wet, so horny. His tongue was thrusting into me, causing me to tremble, his hands running over and up my skin, grabbing onto my breasts and playing with my hard nipples. I could feel myself getting closer and closer as he started to flick at my clit, a place he had neglected for ages.
“Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna’ cum Scott.” He loved it when I screamed his name, I continued to do so as I yelled and moaned into the air. I was so close; I could feel myself about to burst. He kept rubbing at my clit, getting it right every time.
My hands dug into the sheets as I screamed out and burst onto Scott’s tongue. I even shot a little at him as he continued to go at me without caring that I’d finished. He was far from over yet. I could barely breathe as he removed himself and flipped my body over.
“You want it.” He pulled his dick out of his boxers and lifted my lower-body off of the sheets so that my head was buried into the bed but my ass and pussy were up for him to pound.
“Just like the lions did it.” He gripped the back of my neck with one hand, holding me down as he used his other to slide his large, erect dick into my still sensitive pussy.
I began to moan out again as he wasted no time and began to thrust into me, hitting my g-spot over and over from the moment he started. It felt so good, it was beginning to hurt a little because of how exhausted my body was getting but I didn’t want him to stop, I couldn’t let him stop. It’d taken me three months to get Scott like this and now I never wanted it to end.
I kept trying to moan out but he shoved my head further down into the sheets causing muffled sounds to barely escape my mouth. He’d now placed another hand on my back and was scratching down at my skin, playfully growling at me like I did to him when I bit his neck. His moaning filled the room as he continued to pound away at me, I could feel his claw-like hands now digging down hard into my back then both of them made their way to my hips where he took a tight grip, giving me chance to come up for air.
“I’m gonna’ cum in your pussy, you want that don’t you,” he screamed out at me as he kept thrusting, I didn’t have a chance to answer as before I could get any breath back I felt him take that final thrust and a hot, thick, creamy load shot deep inside me. Some of it began to leak back out down my legs as he pulled away, lying back trying to catch his breath.
I turned and fell onto of the man that had finally done what I’d wanted after three long months. I just hoped he’d keep this up
now that we’d gotten back to where we were when we started dating.
“I think we should go to the museum tomorrow.” What a strange thing for him to say moments after the best fuck of our lives. “We’re going to need more inspiration if we want to keep this up.”
It looked like my sex life was right back where I wanted it. Maybe being with Scott wasn’t so bad after all.
Blake’s Disciplinary
by Stephanie Silvers
Themes: dominant female; light BDSM
I knew it was going to be a problem. I’d just found out that the latest project was due in the following morning; a day earlier than expected, and I wasn’t looking forward to calling a meeting with my team leaders. To save the embarrassment of putting them on the spot, I decided to see them individually. I felt the pressure rise as Maggie rushed over.
‘I’m sorry to spring this on you Maggie, and don’t worry if you can’t do it—I’ll understand—’
‘I’m sorry Blake, but I can’t,’ she said.
‘What do you mean?’ I said, ‘You don’t even know what I was going to say.’ She was always trying to predict the future, like she was some kind of witch or something.
‘The project—it’s a day early isn’t it?’
I shivered when she said it. ‘How the hell—excuse me, but how did you know that?’
‘I saw the note on your desk, when I left the case files before,’ she said. ‘I would’ve stayed though, if you’d told me sooner.’
‘Does anyone else know?’
She shrugged. They probably would, I thought, they’d all have their excuses ready. She just sat there swinging her legs, obviously wanting to get back to her work. I wondered if she still dressed as sensibly outside of work. ‘Well I was going to ask you, if you’d have stayed of course, if you’d erm, have liked to go for something to eat—after work, I mean—’
‘I can’t stay tonight Blake.’
I took a deep breath, ‘But what about later on, when I’ve finished—we could maybe go then?’
She looked uncomfortable and I knew I’d failed. ‘Sorry Blake, I can’t’
‘Ok Maggie, sorry about that.’ I left the room and headed straight for the toilet to gather myself. What was she doing that was so important—more important than her work? It wasn’t like her.
Back at the desk I felt something crash into my back. It was Chris. ‘Fuck’s sake Chris—don’t do that!’ I said, feeling sick of the world.
‘Whoa, sorry man—I didn’t mean to upset you,’ he said. ‘You ok?’
The concern in his eyes made me feel guilty. ‘Yeah, I’m ok, just got a bit of a shock.’
‘You sure?’
‘Chris, I wanted to ask you a favour—’ I noticed he wasn’t listening. He was watching the new girl lay some files down on my desk.
‘These are for you, Mr Belane,’ she said, positioning them carefully and adjusting them so that they were perfectly straight.
‘Blake,’ I said.
‘Sorry?’ she said, leaning forward.
I knew she’d heard, but she was trying to wind me up—I wasn’t in the mood. ‘Call me Blake,’ I said, turning back to Chris.
‘Ok Blakey.’
My face burned with anger.
‘What you shaking your head at?’ Chris said, obviously amused.
‘Kids today—they’ve no respect.’
He was gazing after her. ‘Well if she’s a kid, they better lock me up now. Look at that ass.’
‘What is she—twenty, twenty five?’ I said. ‘That’s still a kid to me Chris. I’m twice her age—she should be showing me more respect.’
Chris was giving me his confused look. ‘You sure you’re ok? I mean, I really wouldn’t take it to heart bud, she’s just flirting.’
‘I call it taking the piss,’ I said, leafing through the files.
Chris was the office dog. They all loved him, and he loved them back—well, all the pretty ones. I never understood how they could so obviously know what his game was, but still fall for it anyway.
‘You need to let off some steam Blake, get yourself laid—I’ve never heard you mention any women before, and I think it’s what you need. You’ve been working too hard; you need to treat yourself once in a while.’ He turned and picked up his sandwich. ‘Hey, what about tonight? You can join me and Joanne—I’ll see if she’ll bring that friend of hers, what do you call her…’
‘I wanted to talk to you about tonight actually—’ I said.
‘Yeah come along, it’s gonna be great—did I tell you about Joanne? I met her at the King’s Arms last Saturday? She’s wild—what a fuck! I don’t normally drink through the week, but for her I’ll make an exception. Dirty as a dog’s ass. I’m sure her friend will be as well—what do you say?’
I drew a deep breath. ‘I’ve just found out that the project needs to be in tomorrow—I’m going to have to stay late to finish it off.’
He shook his head and took a bite of his sandwich. ‘That’s a shame Blake… a real shame,’ he said with his mouth full.
‘Well actually, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about…’
He looked at me as if he was thinking about something else, until he suddenly stopped chewing. ‘You mean—you want me...’
I felt his devastation mingle with my own, and it made me feel even worse. ‘It doesn’t matter Chris, I’ll manage.’
‘You sure Blake? I mean, that’s really good of you. Thanks—I’ll make it up,’ he said, slapping me on the back.
I shrugged his hand away, ‘It’s ok.’
‘Hey I know what’ll cheer you up—you’ll never guess who Merv the Perv’s been shagging now…’
‘Are you talking about Marvin?’
‘Who else?’
‘But that name doesn’t even make sense—’
Chris gave me a funny look. ‘Who gives a fuck—do ya want to know or not?’
I thought I probably wouldn’t believe him anyway. Smelly Marvin was the lowest of the low, he’d been moved down to the post room since his sexual harassment case, but most people thought it was because of his personal hygiene. ‘Who’s he been shagging then?’
He moved his face close to mine and whispered, ‘Saggy Maggie.’
My whole body went cold. Was it true? Is that why she couldn’t stay behind? ‘Excuse me.’ I stood up and walked. I didn’t know where, I just felt like I had to move.
I did my best to hold my head high as I went back into the building, making sure I ignored Maggie’s team on the way to my desk. I sat down on my own, glad that Chris had gone, and that he wouldn’t have a chance to confirm the rumour.
‘Hey Blakey baby.’
I looked up and it was her again—the new girl.
‘Listen, you can’t call me that, it’s Blake, and you can’t keep bringing work to my desk—you’re meant to give it to your team leader.’
She bit her glossy lip. ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t realise.’
I looked at her name badge. ‘Jennifer,’ I said, ‘I don’t want to have to tell your team leader about your behaviour.’
‘No? Well I won’t say anything if you won’t.’ She blew a bubble and let it pop. ‘See ya Blakey,’ she said, pirouetting and walking off.
I couldn’t work out what she was up to—had someone put her up to it? It seemed like someone up there was having a laugh at how much shit they could throw at me in one day.
Jennifer looked back, and I realised I was still staring. Chris was right though—she was gorgeous. Over the years I’d programmed myself to switch off from girls like that; they were too impossible, unattainable—it wasn’t worth putting yourself through it. I suppose that’s how I got to thinking about Maggie in that way. As you get older, I don’t know, it’s like you don’t care as much about things like that; you focus more on stability and companionship.
‘Andy said to give you these,’ Jennifer said, leaning forward with her blouse hanging open.
‘Jennifer—please!’
‘It’s ok, Andy sent me—look.’
I looked over and Andy gave me a wave. ‘Did he put you up to this?’
She stuck her bottom lip out. ‘Up to what?’
‘Trying to make my life hell—’ I stopped when I realized I was overreacting.
‘Aww Blakey, what’s wrong?’ she said, touching my arm.
I left it there longer than I should have; feeling defeated, feeling her warmth pass into my body and stir in my pants. ‘This has to stop,’ I said, not even looking at her.
‘What?’
‘This,’ I said. ‘Calling me Blakey, coming over to my desk, leaning over so that I can—’
She put her elbows on the table and held her face. ‘So that you can what?’ she whispered.
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