Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  Breann’s hands move to the sides of Todd’s face, “oh please, please….”

  Todd raises his head and with a wicked smile asks, “Please what baby?”

  Breann answers with her eyes squeezed shut, her heart pounding “I don’t know, please stop? No don’t stop! I can’t stand it!”

  Smiling, Todd stands up and kicks off his shoes. Reaching for Breann he pulls her to her feet, pulling her body hard against him. Her arms go around him, her hands rubbing up and down his back. She puts her face into his chest and his soft fur tickles her cheeks. Her hands go to the waistband of his jeans, running her fingers to the front she unbuttons them. Looking up at him she very slowly slides the zipper down. Hooking her thumbs in the top of his jeans Breann pushes them down over his hips and legs until he steps out of them and kicks them aside. Kneeling in front of him she wraps her hand around his swollen member. She slides her hand down the length and admires him. Oh God, he’s just as big as I imagined She sticks out her tongue to catch the shiny drops of pre-cum collected on the tip. She wets her lips and sucks his head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip. Squeezing two fingers in a circle around the base she moves her head up and down, taking him a little father into her mouth each time until her lips touch her fingers. Flattening her tongue Breann presses it hard against his shaft as she sucks along the length of him back to the head. She cups her other hand under his balls and rolls them gently. She sucks him into her mouth again and again. Todd moans and winds his fingers in the back of her hair, guiding her motions. Abruptly Todd’s grip on her hair tightens “Be still” He slowly pulls her away. Breann looks up with confusion in her eyes and Todd grins down at her and says in a shaky voice. “I have to stop you before you made me cum, I want to come inside of you”

  Breann’s heart skips a beat as Todd turns and sits on the chair taking her hands and pulling her to him. Hands on her hips he positions her, straddling his lap and sits her down. She can feel his cock lying rigid between her open legs. Breann’s arms go up around his neck and her mouth searches for his. Breann tries to be still as requested, but her hips seem to have a mind of their own. She begins to move on Todd’s lap, her wet pussy sliding easily along Todd’s hard cock, the head bumping her clit with each downward slide. Todd grabs her cheeks pulling them apart and lifts her up. Breann reaches down and puts the head of his cock between her swollen lips, his tip just at her opening. Inch by inch she lowers herself onto him, feeling her body stretch to accommodate him. Lower and lower until she has taken him fully. Breann begins gently rocking, getting accustomed to the feel of him inside her body. Todd’s hands are hard on her ass, digging his fingers into the tense muscles and he begins lifting her up and down, sliding her along his hard cock. Each time he pulls her down he lifts his hips to penetrate her completely. He thrusts harder and harder with each stroke until Breann is gasping with pleasure.

  “You like it rough, don’t you?” Todd asks between heavy breaths, gripping her ass hard.

  “Oh yes, yes! Give it to me hard!”

  “Stand up.”

  Breann pulls herself off of Todd and stands. He gets up and turns her facing the chair. He puts his hand between her shoulders and bends her over with her hands gripping the back of the chair. He spreads her legs shoulder width and runs a finger down the crack of her ass, stopping to play with her little puckered hole. She draws in a quick breath and shakes her head.

  “No, you’re too big! I’ve never done that.”

  “That’s ok baby, we’ll save that for some other time.”

  hmmm, some other time?

  Todd puts one foot up on the chair beside her and with his thumbs spreads her open, pushing his engorged cock into her wet hole. He backs out slowly, then slams his body into her making her squeal.

  “Oh, that’s good….harder baby, harder.” She wiggles her ass against him. Todd puts his hands on her hips and pulling her toward him slams into her again and again. He moves faster and harder, pushing in as deeply as he can. His balls slap against her, swinging up to hit her clit with each thrust.

  Her words accentuated by his pounding, “Oohhh, that’s it, right there, oh yes, yes I’m going to cum!”

  Breann feels Todd throb against the walls of her vagina and knows that he is ready to let go. With one final deep thrust he cums taking her over the edge with him. She feels his seed eject deep into her, mingling with her own juices.

  Todd falls forward on Breann’s back, his breathing ragged. “Damn woman, you’ve done me in.” He stands shakily and pulls her into his arms. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted you?”

  I can’t believe I just did this, now he really thinks I’m a slut. Looking up at him, “No, how long?”

  “Since the first time I saw you here. It was hard to leave you alone, knowing you were lying naked just a few steps from me.”

  Breann laughs, “That’s funny, the same thought occurred to me.”

  Todd raises his eyebrows at her, “Well I guess this storm was what we needed then.”

  The lights come back on as suddenly as they went out, bathing their nude bodies in florescent light. Breann retrieves Todd’s shirt from the floor and pulls it over her head. “I guess I had better go. Will you get my shorts for me, they should be ok to wear.”

  Todd smiles at her and says, “And just where do you think you’re going with my shirt missy?”

  Breann smiles back, “Uh, a souvenir?”

  Todd picks up his jeans from the floor and puts them on. “Souvenir huh? I would think that you have a ‘souvenir’ running down the inside of your thighs.” Breann blushes. “I plan to give you all the souvenir you can handle when I pick you up tonight.”

  “Tonight?” Is this a good sign or are you just making sure you get laid? Ah hell, who cares!

  Todd says over his shoulder as he goes to get her clothes, “Yes tonight, unless you have other plans.”

  “No, no other plans.”

  “Alright then, I’ll get this place locked up and go home and grab a shower. Then I’ll be over to get you. I have your address in the files.”

  “Sounds good to me.”

  Breann puts on her shorts and sandals and tells Todd, who is busy cleaning up, “I’ll see you in a little while then.”

  Todd grins at her and gives her a kiss, “I can’t wait.”

  Breann steps through the door and lets the rain fall on her face. The sky is still dark, the wind is still blowing, but somehow the day seems much brighter.

  I just love the rain!

  The End.

  Paula and the Photo Day

  Can anyone help with manning the display at the annual Photography Day this year?"

  Dropping her eyes quickly, Paula studied her nails wondering what idiot would get suckered into that. A stirring beside her and she snapped her head up in horror.

  "Nooooo. What are you doing?" she fiercely whispered, "It's on a Sunday. Our day."

  He smiled down at here indulgently, explaining, "This is our camera club, we do what we can to help." Pouting dramatically, she subsided knowing full well that anything he was involved in would mean she would be too. The event would be an informational day for those interested in photography in any manner, from manufacturers of cameras, film and equipment to portraitists, camera clubs and the general public.

  As the meeting broke up, she waited by the door for him, wondering at their involvement.

  "It's a display of a mock-up of a sultans tent with a model in harem costume and the model is already lined up." he said, "You and I will decorate it and supply her costume. Think you can do that? We've already used her for photo shoots, she's a little slimmer than you."

  Rolling her eyes, Paula's brain jumped to the design of the outfit, knowing she had plenty of suitable fabric and baubles to turn out something effective. What could be easier than a bikini top, short decorated vest and skimpy gauze trousers. Loads of gilt chains, junk jewellery and a coin necklace she owned w
ould complete the picture of sexual enticement.

  Offering him the use of the her extensive curtaining collection, they returned to her home, dropping her off to prepare the items for the next week's event. Thinking that at least the next date with her lover was entirely innocent, she would be able to work on the preparation without having to be furtive.

  She was waiting on the kerb with a pile of boxes when he turned up very early the following Sunday, he smiling broadly. Studying him, she queried, "What's so funny? We're missing out on our time together."

  He just smiled - so shrugging, Paula helped load the car and they crossed the city to the display park.

  Stapling and tacking the fabric and decorations to the tent frame erected by the other members, she muttered,

  "You know, this is corny. Why would anyone want to waste film on this set up? So she'll be half naked, what'll they do with the pictures?"

  Nailing up the last of the fake wall sconces, he smiled unperturbed. "It's all corny but people enjoy it. The way you've designed it, it's as authentic as they expect it to be, and many will have some images to make prints."

  "There," she said, stepping back, "Finished! I suppose it's not so bad. Now for the clothes. Isn't it soon time to open? Where's the model?

  "She said she'd be a little late." he grinned as he turned around to face her.

  Mystified she said, "How late?"

  Oh, about an hour, that's all"

  "What? We can't have the display without a model for a whole hour."

  "You're right." he agreed with a bland expression. Hands up, backing up, she blurted,

  "Ohh, no. I'm not standing in for her. I'd die out there and you know it."

  Eyeing him suspiciously she asked, "How long have you known about her being late - or is she even coming at all?

  "Sure she's coming, as I said, just late. Now, you going to help or let these people see an empty display?

  Looking to the front, sure enough, people were staring in, reading the signs regarding the camera club and wondering at the purpose. Glaring it him, she snatched up the bag of clothes and retreated to the changing area behind the curtains. Peeling off all she was wearing, she drew out the bikini top and vest, horrified at their skimpiness.

  "Very nice." Came his voice, looking round the curtain. Wheeling, she flung at him,

  "Maybe so, but not yours. Remember? You booked us up today, so go away!" Tying the straps behind her back, she looked down to see her breasts barely contained by the bikini top intended for a slim model. Sighing, hoping she wouldn't fall out, she slipped into the vest, which didn't reach far across those same breasts either. Dragging on the pants, she found they barely covered her bush, let alone reach her navel, although the hooks at the side just closed, if a little snug. The only saving part of all this was her tanned body, but the tan was never acquired to be put on public display, just incidental to reading on her private deck at home. Hunting for more fabric she dragged a shawl over her shoulders, before adding all the swags of jewellery and pinning the veil over her face. Thinking that with a bit of luck no one would recognise her with so little of her showing, and if the camera club members should show pictures in the future she could claim it was the model.

  Sidling through the curtains she was dauntingly greeted by a crowd of keen amateur photographers, all pointing their cameras at her, with her lover standing at the back looking triumphant. Putting all the venom she could muster into the only part showing, except for her bare feet, she glared at him as she arranged herself on the mounds of cushions in an idle pose. To her dismay, after shooting that position, the photographers started urging her to let them see more.

  Reluctantly she peeled off the shawl, but while they kept shooting, they kept urging her to get down to the basic outfit. All the while, her lover was bent over laughing in the background, and all the while she went through to crimson with embarrassment even with a serene smile on her face.

  Finally, the model turned up and to crown her ignominy, cheered at her able substitution, declaring she wasn't needed.

  "Like hell you're not! Get back here and get these on, I'm not sticking it for one minute more" Paula begged, "Please?"

  "Sure, kidding, let's go back and switch." with a grin the model led the way into the back and they made the change-over. Seeing the funny side now that it was over, Paula declared giggling, "This is sooo not me. What a relief you turned up, I don't know how you do it."

  "Oh, it's easy, I've a good athletic body, and secretly, I'm an exhibitionist!" Dressed, the model moved out and replaced Paula who turned to retrieve her own clothes. Bent over, pulling aside boxes and bags without success, a hand snaked around her belly and enclosed her bush and another slid around, cupping her breast. Squealing, she straightened up into him feeling him hard behind her ass. Mock anger, voice kept low, she demanded, "Where are my clothes? I can't leave!"

  "That's the idea." he whispered in her ear, "I'll find them for you, shortly..." rubbing down her pelt with his curved fingers, he slipped one into folds, probing for her acquiescence as he knew she would. And melt she did, into his arms, annoyance forgotten, sighing at his familiar touch. Playing her... beguiling her via her senses...

  Turning her around, she found him already exposed and ready for her... hard... and erect...

  Backing her up to the wall, sliding his two strong hands under her ass cheeks, he lifted her up to him, she willingly opening her thighs, wrapping her legs around his body. Slowly he eased her down onto his erection until her cunt took all of him in, dreamy face, half open lids looking up at his tender expression.

  "You were wonderful out there, my darling." he whispered, moving rhythmically in and out of her, burning a passage past her clit.

  "I'm so proud of you." his voice caught, as her panting increased and he moved faster within her. She shuddered into orgasm, burying her face in his neck, smothering her sounds in the folds of his jacket collar.

  "Keep it down, back there!" came the voice of the model, "Or there'll be a threesome and nothing to photograph out here!" Freezing in his arms, Paula slowly raised her wide eyes to his dancing ones. Giggling, laughing they slid apart. Her lover reached behind him, presenting her with a bag of her clothes, smiling tenderly. Hurriedly she donned them and with straightened expressions they emerged from the back of the display to take their places in the ranks of the photographers, while the model grinned at them conspiratorially from her rightful place...

  Spin Cycle

  I had just moved into a new apartment in the city. I knew no one. I wasn't sure if I really liked the city yet. I grew up in a very small town, and was used to that way of life. But after I graduated, the only way I could get a job or go to school was to move to the city. So here I am.

  The apartment I moved into had about 30 places in it. I wasn't sure if I would meet anyone. You know what they say about city living. No one knows your neighbor!

  My Mom and Dad had helped me move my furniture in and this was my first night in my own home. I had laundry to do, and I was told Tuesday nights was the time I was able to use the laundry facilities.

  I piled my clothes in the basket, grabbed my soap and bounce, and headed to the laundry room. I filled the washer with a load and sat down with a book while I waited.

  As the load finished, a man walked in. I looked up and said hello in my friendly country girl way which I was raised. He spoke quietly but was polite. I learned his time for the laundry was the same time as mine.

  He was taller than me. But most guys are as I am only 5 foot 4 1/2 inches. His hair was balding, but I wouldn't say he was a lot older than I was. He needed shaved, as his face showed the 2 day stubble quite well. His body was not fat, but wasn't skinny either. He was do able!!

  Not that I was interested in a fuck buddy right now. But a girl has needs the same as a guy has. Girls just don't generally admit to it.