A Dominant Anthology

by Ethan Radcliff

  “Nice to meet you too Britt.” Was that his voice? Christ he already sounded pussy whipped. Ah, fuck there it was again, her soft beautiful smile. He had no choice but to smiled broadly back at her.

  Then he noticed she let her hand linger longer in his. Her eyes were intense and the blue mesmerizing. Mack wasn’t reading her wrong. There was mutual attraction. Some of his self-confidence rushed back into his depraved and sexually overactive brain. He began to see he was gaining the upper hand and her virginity could be a memory. He’d been with a virgin or two but that was years ago.

  Mack saw in her eyes the same look all women gave him, the one where their heated minds were thinking about one piece of his anatomy, his cock. Mack’s feathers became ruffled. She’d be like the rest, except he could train this one, and make her into what he wanted and what he needed. Then his eyes traveled to her lips, lips he wanted to kiss, lips he wanted to feel wrapped around his cock. Damn the weakness returned in his knees. Who, the hell was he kidding; this woman had nicked away at something inside him. He didn’t like how he felt; it was too much akin to vulnerability.

  It was obvious they both were at a loss for words so Mack broke the spell. “So Paul tells me you’re a nurse. I sell insurance, actually medical insurance, small world isn’t.” Mack was sorry he opened his mouth. As soon as the words came out, they were lame and smalltime. Damn this woman had him a bit tongue-tied.

  “Yes,” she said and smiled. Her smile could melt the paint off the hull of a ship. Mack never felt so fucked in all his life.

  “I’m a registered nurse at Springdale General and Mack; you’re a man I’d love to talk to about medical insurance. But I hate talking business at parties.” She looked up at him shyly; no almost pleadingly, he could only smile back. “You do have an amazing smile. Paul, was right, you seem very nice.”

  The room seemed to disappear and they were the only two standing in it. He never wanted a woman as badly as he wanted her. His cock ached and strained against his jeans. His mind slipped back and forth between need and lust. There also was the question; why at twenty-eight was she still a virgin, or was she lying? He was determined to find out.

  “I’m a nice man Britt, a very nice man. Paul was right.” He poured on the charm. He smiled his best, seductive smile, and decided he’d play the game. “Would you like a refill on your wine?” he said, taking the glass from her hand making sure he brushed her hand with his. He watched her face intently and saw her shudder slightly. Inwardly the excitement rose, the game had begun.

  As he walked back to his friend’s kitchen to refill their wine glasses, his mind was on her. Damn she was sweet. He didn’t want to waste too much time getting into her pants, the sooner he took her, the sooner he could show her what he liked. The sooner he could show her how many different ways he could give her pleasure. The delights in seeing a woman have her first orgasm and knowing he was the responsible party. That was a huge turn on, as the twinge in his cock attested. He’d made up his mind, tonight he’d break through her virgin barrier and in more ways than one.

  “Here ya go sweetheart, another glass of red,” he said, taking her hand and leading her outside to sit under an old oak tree in the backyard. There was a small wrought-iron double seat for them to sit on. They were close, legs touching and he could feel the heat. He moved closer but she didn’t stop him, but used the glass of wine as a barrier. She continued to sip the red liquid letting him see it on her tongue. He wanted to laugh she wasn’t without her little sexy ways. He took a sip of his own glass of wine, his mind on how he’d seduce the pretty woman next to him.

  Chapter Three

  “So Mack, I’m sure Paul told you I was a virgin,” she said, sipping her glass of wine obviously waiting for his reaction.

  Sly little thing, he thought. “Yes, your virginity did come up in our conversation. I’m curious; it’s got to be more than saving yourself for the right man.”

  She smiled sweetly at him. “You’re right. Time has always been an important factor and I don’t date a lot. I always wanted to be a nurse so I volunteered as soon as I was old enough. Then college and nursing school, I guess it all caught up with me. Then the idiot men who thought they’d win themselves a trophy, namely my virginity.”

  Mack listened, she was a smart cookie and shrewd too. “I don’t consider your virginity a trophy. I’d say you lacked experience and maybe you’ve never experienced an orgasm. Unfortunately, sexual gratification is addictive and most people spend their lifetime looking for it. Masturbating is probably the easiest way to achieve what they’re looking for, yet most want to have that special someone with them to experience it with.” He waited for her reaction. He swore he saw the hand she held the wine with shake slightly.

  “Oh, yes of course. I agree.” She took a deep sip of wine. He saw the moonlight reflected in her eyes. A shiver ran through his body. He liked the way it felt to be around her. Mack looked around and saw people were beginning to leave. “Looks like the party is breaking up Britt. It’s nice to have met you,” he said holding out his hand for her to shake.

  She took his hand and held it. “Mack I’d love to see you again. I know that’s pretty forward of me but you seem honest and straight forward.”

  “I’d like to see you again too. You’re very pretty and smart from what I’ve heard and seen. It’s only nine o’clock would you like to spend some time together now?”

  “Yes, yes Mack I’d like that. However, I have my car with me.

  “I only live a few blocks from here so you can drive I’ll leave my car here. Or we can go hang out at your place whatever you’d like.” He really thought this was all too easy.

  She put down her glass of wine and turned to him. Her incredible blue eyes had turned a smoky blue, searing into him. The air constricted in his chest. Mack had never had any woman affect him the way she was. He didn’t like it, or did he? For the first time a woman had him confused.

  He took her hand, “Come on lets go. My place it is.”

  He hadn’t lied they were at his small apartment complex in a few minutes. He took out his keys as they walked up to the entrance. He let her in first. No words passed between them but Mack could have sworn his body temperature rose a few degrees. Did he have sweat on his forehead? Once they were in his apartment Britt turned to him.

  “This is so unlike me, but Paul was right on. You’re exactly the kind of man I am attracted to and like. Mack I…I don’t know how to say this, but…”

  He stopped her, he got her meaning, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about what she was inferring. “You want to fuck me?”

  She shook her head and said nothing.

  “You’ve been a virgin this long and you want to lose it like this?”

  “Yes with a man who’s experienced, who knows what he’s doing.”

  He felt weird because he’d always been the one to make the first move, the pursuer. She wanted to use him to lose her virginity. Well he wasn’t going to disappoint her.

  “Sounds good to me. Then let’s get to the bedroom, do you need more wine?”

  “Will I need more wine?” she asked.

  He smiled. She looked like a frightened little bird. “No more wine. I want you to relax and enjoy this. Have you ever had an orgasm? Do you masturbate?”

  “No and no. Wow this is like a Master’s and John’s interview.”

  Mack broke out in laughter. “Ouch, I asked for that.” Then he stopped and took in her beautiful face and a hard thud erupted in his chest. His fingers came to her chin and it was like touching fire, her skin was warm and soft. His eyes seared into hers then he bent his head slowly. The draw to her was magnetic, a force pulling him to her lips. His lips brushed hers lightly. Then he heard her gasp. Her body swayed slightly under his touch.

  “You want me,” he said under his breath.

  “Yes, oh, yes,” she said, breathlessly

  “I’m going to fuck you Britt and it may hurt. First, I’m going to feast on your pussy. Has any
man gone down on you?”

  She shook her head no, still looking into his eyes.

  “Good then this will be a feast.” He picked her up into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. Her petite body fit perfectly in his arms. She felt as if she belonged there. Again, this troubled him. No woman ever moved him the way she did.

  He held her to him as he put her down, letting their bodies press against one another as her feet slid to the floor. Lips touched, tongues engaged and bodies caressed. Every fiber in his being became alive with need for her. Clothes slipped off one piece at a time until they were naked. He again lifted her in his arms and laid her on the bed letting his eyes take in every inch of her. She went to cover the pale, blonde, vee patch of hair between her legs. He smiled, then softly pushed her hand away

  “No baby don't, cover my pleasure or yours. Open up for me. I’m going to lie between your thighs and bring tears to your eyes. Britt I want you to relax,” he said, spreading her thighs, giving him access to her pussy.

  His cock was hard, blazing hard and his entire body’s heat circuits were way over loaded. One finger found its way down to her belly. He ran it down over her tender skin, and then circled her belly button repeatedly. The finger found her moist clit then slid into her. Heat, wet white heat enveloped his finger. He watched her body quiver from his touch and she kept her eyes closed. He removed his finger and she opened eyes to let her see him lick her juice off his finger. “Delicious,” he said softly and seductively.

  It was easier to get down and use his tongue to bring her to her first orgasm. His penetration would go easier then. He lowered his head and kissed a trail of wet kisses down her torso. He then parted the lips to her pussy, revealing he soft little nub. He bent his head and let his tongue lick the round rosebud softly and slowly.

  “Oh my God,” she said, her voice small as he saw her fingers clench the coverlet to the bed.

  He smiled, he had her, and now he intended to drive her crazy. Soft light kisses followed a heady suck of her clit. Then fast flicks back and forth. It swelled. He smiled broader as his cock grew harder. He let his tongue sink deep into her and his breathing increased. He couldn’t believe the excitement running through his veins. Twinges of arousal ran up and down his aching cock, but he’d hold himself back. He licked at her more, drank from her when her pussy gushed and flooded his mouth. However, she hadn’t cum yet. She was close as she now clung to his hair pushing him deeper into her. Her breath increased, her heart thudded in her breasts, and her soft moans became louder. Soon, his tongue would experience those tiny, orgasmic ripples. They'd let him know she'd cum as they tantalized his tongue.

  Mack ached for relief and wanted to bury his cock deep. He had no choice but to be patient and allow her to orgasm. Once her body experienced release and she was momentarily mindless, he could push through her virgin barrier. How tight she’d be around his cock. Now his hardness began to have a life of its own and he needed to get to fucking her and soon.

  Suddenly she gasped and her body arched. “Oh my god,” she screamed. Oh, yes, yes,” she continued. “Mack oh fuck, I’m cuming.”

  And she was. He held onto her tightly and let his tongue enter her. There was no doubt her pussy was in total euphoria. He didn’t want to wait too long; he needed to get inside her so he could begin his slow entrance. Once he was in all the way, then he’d fuck her until she came again.

  He grabbed for his pants and wallet then took out a condom. He took his mouth from hers and got to his knees then ripped open the foil package. Her eyes opened as he slid the thin covering over his erect cock.

  “Mack, that was my first orgasm and now I’ll finally know what it’s like to be fucked.” The last word, she said quietly, not like when she screamed it the first time when she came.

  “Yes baby and then I‘ll teach you the many ways we can enjoy each other.”

  “Oh, so I’m not just a one-night-stand.”

  “Not unless you want it to be. I want you for more than one night Britt.”

  He spread her thighs, grabbed his cock, and put it to the entrance to her body. He guided himself in slowly. “Baby, how are you so far?” he asked easing in further.

  “Mack, oh shit, amazing.”

  He pushed slowly. Her hands grabbed his arms. Damn she was tight. Her cunt wrapped around him and he could feel her wet hot heat. He pushed further then he stopped. “Britt, I’m going to push it may hurt, so hold on.”

  She nodded; he could see she was lost in her pleasure. Damn this could ruin everything but he was ready to push his cock all the way inside of her. It was easier to give one hard thrust and then keep going. She’d be sore in the morning anyway.

  He plunged in deep. She gasped and grabbed his shoulders. He trailed small kisses down her face and then to her lips. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him into her with a deep passionate kiss. He’d broken through her virgin barrier and now he kept his body still as they kissed.

  “Britt I’m going to begin moving slowly, and then baby it will get faster.”

  She nodded. “Yes, Mack, yes.” Then she smiled; a small crooked sexy one. “I’m fine. I expected more pain, but you feel so good inside of me.” Her voice was low and sexy, surprising him.

  He kissed her deeply one more time, pulled his cock almost out of her then slid it back in hard. She smiled and bit her bottom lip. Her amazing blue eyes were alive with need and his cock needed release. He had no idea how he’d managed to hold out as long as he did. He pulled his cock out again then in harder and the progression got deeper, faster, harder. He intently watched the expressions on her face hoping she wasn’t experiencing any pain. Now it was time to show her what she’d been missing for years.

  He began a steady hard rhythm. The sweat broke out on his forehead then the rest of his body became slick. Legs and arms entwined around him as her body relaxed and she began to move with him. He chuckled. That didn’t take long, now she was fucking him back. He rose up on his strong arms and knees then began a long hard ride.

  “Mack, it’s happening again, my body that feeling, gnawing, like an incredible itch you need scratch.”

  “Yeah baby do I ever know it. Hold on!”

  It took a few more strokes to bring her to orgasm. Her tiny scream told him she came. He let his body rest on hers as he kissed her lips, and then whispered to her, “No regrets?”

  “None, Mack, no woman couldn’t ask for a better first time.”

  “Good.”

  Chapter Four

  Britt kept Mack busy and satisfied sexually. She cooked; cleaned and lightened up her schedule at the hospital to be with him every waking moment. He couldn’t ask for a better playmate, but like every woman he dated, she began to cling too tightly to him.

  He fought every emotion and need when it came to Britt. Mack pushed aside any notion he might be falling in love with her. Yet when he saw her, his whole body responded. He loved the texture of her hair, the smoothness of her skin and her pouty lips. Their lovemaking was amazing and each new sexual technique he taught her, she conquered with vigor. This weekend they were going to Vegas and he’d bought her some new sexy outfits. Tonight he’d as her to model them.

  He sat at his desk playing with his pen, when Jane, his secretary came in with a very shapely brunette. Their eyes connected and he watched the lovely woman’s face light up. He gave her his sexiest smile and felt the urgent twinge in his cock. Ah, the hunter was on the loose and the prey was before him. Then Britt’s image popped into his head. He smiled again. Damn, she was involved in every thought and again he fought his emotions. If he wanted this woman, he was going to have her.

  “Mack this is Olivia Campo, she’s taking the place of Tom Brown’s secretary who’s going out on a maternity leave,” said Jane.

  Mack watched the smirk appear on Jane’s face. She knew him well. “How do you do, Olivia. It’s great to have you on board.” He stood and held out his hand. He could see the slight blush on the young woman’s face. He had
n’t lost this touch.

  Jane gave him a small, annoyed frown and turned from him. “Come on Olivia, there’s quite a few more people for you to meet.”

  As they headed for the door to his office, Olivia looked over her shoulder. “Nice to have met you Mack.” He grinned broadly, as he watched Jane push her out of his door.

  He went back to his computer screen and began entering his sales sheet when it dawned on him. He had a momentary lapse, his cock even twinged, but the moment she left, he forgot Olivia Campo. He checked the time on his computer and wondered if Britt would be home when he got there. Shit, he had it bad. Still he fought his feelings.

  ****

  He put his key in the lock and as soon as he turned it, Brit was there to greet him. She had on a blue silk nightshirt, which came to the top of her thighs giving him a view of her shapely legs. Mack’s mouth became dry and his cock stirred. He wasn’t fighting his attraction to her now. Her small form moved close to him and her slender arms wrapped around his neck. She stood on her tiptoes so her lips could touch his. His hands wound in her hair as he kissed her deeply.

  He heard a deep, dark moan; it was his. He kicked the door behind him shut and grabbed her into his arms, still kissing her. They were in the bedroom in seconds. They wasted no time undressing and when they were naked, she was on her knees on the bed.

  “Mack I need you. I need to love that cock of yours.”

  Her words weakened him. She had shed her outer shell and had become a tigress in the bedroom. Every bone, every muscle, inside slowly began to soften along with his resolve. Thoughts of any other women became a distant memory. He stood still and ran his fingers through the top of her head and through her hair as she put his large hard cock in her mouth. Sweet Jesus, every time she sucked or used her tongue on him, he lost himself in ecstasy. Again, Mack could feel the pincers of love and commitment pinching him.