Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  “I love you, my dearest slave.”

  I nuzzle your neck and sigh happily. “I love you too, my Master.”

  The End.

  The Bookstore

  Here's what I'd like to have happen some day at the bookstore…

  I was a little tired after the long drive home and decided to stop off at B&N for a coffee and to stretch my legs. It was a bit on the cool side, I walked in quickly and went to the bathroom. Every time I went in there I thought of how nice that handicapped stall would be for a quickie and smiled to myself. Like THAT'S ever going to happen..but it's a nice little fantasy just the same. I finished up and washed my hands. Still thinking about getting it on, lost in my own little fantasies for a while. I went over to the coffee shop and stood in line. Ahead of me was a VERY cute girl, wearing a black skirt and a white blouse under her jacket. I looked at her ass..hmmm..no pantie lines..nothing wrong with that..she must be cold..poor thing..maybe I should warm her up..LOL.

  I caught her eye and said "Brrr..you must be freezing!"

  She gave me a dazzling smile and said saucily "Maybe I am and maybe I"m nice and warm.." I smiled. My kind of girl.

  "Well I would think you would get a lot of cold breezes in that skirt...maybe you have on those heated panties.." I laughed. Her smile widened a little and she said very softly..

  "And maybe I don't need panties to stay hot." I laughed..

  "Maybe not..you don't seem like the cold type." She laughed and moved a little closer..my hand was almost touching her thigh..which were covered in black stockings.

  "Definitely not." she said. I smiled and 'accidently' brushed her thigh with the back of my hand.

  "Oh..excuse me." I said. Her smile got even wider..

  "No problem.." and moved a hair closer so that my hand was definitely on her thigh. I felt my cock perk up a little. The girl behind the counter called her and asked what she would like.

  "Hmmm.."she said and looked at me.."what's good here?"

  "Well" I said "I like the breves..they are nice and creamy.."

  "Ummm..that sounds good. I'll have a breve please."

  "I'll get that for you..and I'd like one myself, please."

  We walked off to the side to wait for our drinks and started chatting.

  "So what brings you out on such a cold night?" I asked. "Oh, my daughter needs some help with the computer. All I really know how to do is get online and chat."

  "Well I can probably help you there..I know a bit about computers..I can help you get something that will fit your needs."

  "Do you think so? I want something that will really do the job.."

  "I'm sure I can help you out." Hmm..this was definitely getting interesting..My mind was flashing all sorts of fun thoughts.

  We got our drinks and headed over to the computer section. She was standing very close to me. I asked her what she needed help with and decided to play little sexual word games to see just how far she was willing to go with it. She said she was looking for something on MS Office and bent down to pick out a book from the bottom shelf. I caught a flash of thigh above her stockings and a glimpse of the start of the swell of her ass..Hmmm..Yummy,

  "Well" I said "That's a good book..nice and thick..it really will stretch your mind. But those aren't really all that great unless the person who's doing it knows how to get down to it. Sometimes they are just overkill."

  "Yes. I've noticed that before."

  "Now, these more average sized ones can be really good if the person knows the subject thoroughly. They pretty much stick to the important parts and really hammer it home."

  She backed up a little and stood with her ass just touching my hip.

  "That sounds like just what I need..a thorough job. All the hot spots hit."

  OK..I thought, this is getting interesting. I reached my hand forward and gently ran my finger up her hip.

  "No sense in wasting your precious time on the things that don't count. Just go over the important parts and really pound them into you..sometimes that's exactly what you need.."

  She bent over again and her skirt rose up a little..definitely no panties. I could see her hot little slit this time. She stayed bent over and looked up at me.

  "What do you think of this one?"

  "I think that's one of the better ones..very good for an in-depth exploration of the subject." I reached forward and very gently ran my hand up her inner thigh. "I think that would fit the bill nicely.." I slid my finger over her slit and she gave me a big smile..

  "I can see you are willing to help..But I'd hate to take up too much of your time..I remember you said something about getting inside where it's warm."

  I gave her a smile and slid a finger inside her..she was very wet and warm..I smiled and pulled my finger out..then lifted it to my lips and sucked the juices off it..looking her in the eye I said "That's OK, as long as I have something warm and creamy to enjoy I'm in no hurry."

  She smiled and stood up.

  "I need to make a phone call" she said" isn't the phone near the men's room door? Maybe you could help me find it?" She reached out a hand and ran her fingers over my crotch. "I'd be glad to give you a nice reward for all your help.."

  "Of course." I said. "It's right this way."

  We walked over to the phone and she looked me in the eye. There was no one in the hallway..in fact the whole store was very quiet.

  "I've always wondered what the men's room is like here." she giggled.. "Do you think you could sneak me in for a peek?"

  "Sure.." I smiled. "Be right back.."

  I walked in..no one was in any of the stalls so I opened the door and motioned her in..She looked down the hall and I guess no ne was coming because she swiftly came in..

  "It's a little different than I thought." she said.."I figured it would be roomier."

  "Well, the handicapped stall is fairly large..come on.."

  We walked into the stall and suddenly I heard the door open..she looked up at me and giggled a little. I swiftly sat on the toilet and lifted her into my lap.Her body was pressed against mine and my cock was definitely noticing it's proximity to her hot little pussy. We heard the guy walk to the urinal..meanwhile I was reaching around and playing with her ass...

  "Ever done it in a men's room?" I whispered.."This is one of my favorite fantasies."

  She gave a sensual smile and reached between her legs for my cock.

  "Since you've been SUCH a help.." She unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, which was getting harder by the second. The guy flushed and left.. I picked up her skirt and slid her onto my cock..just a quickie..no foreplay. SHe was tight and wet..I opened her blouse a little and began to nibble the tops of her breasts while she began rocking back and forth. trying to get my cock in as far as it would go.. I grabbed her ass cheeks and started to move her in slow circles..with my hard cock in her to the balls. She was getting flushed and smiling as I pulled her bra down and began to suck and gently bite her nipples. We were there for a while..her bouncing up and down on my cock, then stopping and moving slowly and sensually when we heard the door open. People were coming in and out..standing in the stall next to us..some guy was talking about how much he'd like to bone the countergirl to his friend in the next stall..we almost cracked up wondering what he would think about a guy and a girl fucking 2 feet away from him while he fantasized about the clerk. The bathroom emptied again and she began to really bounce up and down..trying not to moan out loud..panting and throwing her head back and forth. I picked her up by the ass and put her against the wall and started to pound into her hard..she was loving it...finally I came and we adjusted our clothes. I walked out into the hall..no one was around..so I called her she came out quickly and with a little smile we went our separate ways.....

  The End.

  Aftermath

  Aurele woke up in her bed, surrounded by several sleeping bags. Her parent’s house was startlingly silent, especially after everything that had happened la
st night. Aurele’s parents were absent from the scene- on a trip to visit some obscure relatives that they had mercifully spared their daughter. Aurele was eighteen, had just graduated, and was in the midst of packing up to head for the university, and as soon as the opportunity had presented itself, she had made plans for one last party, at her house.

  She had kept it small, unlike the monstrous happenings that several of her classmates were famous for, inviting about a dozen close friends, and keeping the booze to a minimum. Dirk had somehow managed to get drunk and puke all over the bathroom, but she was confident that he was responsible enough to clean up after himself. And for the most part, not much sex had gone on. One couple had camped out on the couch for the night under a blanket, but most of the rest of the girls had slept in her room, with the guys across the hall. Aurele had secretly been hoping to get a little action- just to have a little fun and relax. It had been more than a year since she’d had a meaningful relationship, and she was intimately lonely. But alas, she was close friends with most of the guys who had showed up, and none of them seemed interested in her. She had to partly agree with them- it’d be weird hooking up with a friend, and probably ugly afterwards, but she still thought that it’d be kinda fun.

  She sat up in her bed and surveyed the scene. She was the first one awake, and decided to take a shower before anyone else could lay claim to it. She slid out of her bed and tiptoed around her girlfriends en route to her closet. She slipped off her loose nightgown, letting the cool air touch her bare skin. The nervous prickle of goose bumps dotted her skin, and her nipples hardened a little against the cold. It was strangely erotic, being naked around so many people. Even if they were asleep. Without hesitating too much, however, for fear of a friend waking up, she wrapped a clean white towel around herself, feeling the fluffy cotton around her stomach. She smiled, feeling happy and protected. She again stepped over her friends, hoping they wouldn’t wake up to be flashed by her walking over them, and stepped out of her door. She decided against the weak shower she usually used, partially because of the mess Dirk had left, instead opting for the luxurious double shower in the master bathroom. Her house was all on one floor, so she only had to walk across the living room where all of the boys were sleeping to get there. She was a little more cautious here, but she still had to step over several boys to get to her destination. She did so, nipples hardening again at the thrill of her near nudity amongst her friends.

  Steve Thompson was one of Aurele’s closest friends, and had been since middle school. He lay awake in on her floor, with his eyes closed, remembering fondly the events of the last six years, and especially the last night. His memories were unwillingly focused on Aurele herself, and the outfit she had worn the night before. He could still see her, low hip hugging jeans, a black tank top that hugged her stomach just so and revealed a little of her midriff. He hated admitting it to himself, but recently he had become very attracted to his friend, though he couldn’t imagine doing anything about it at this stage in their relationship. He didn’t think anyone else was awake, and was enjoying the somber silence, in comparison to how loud it had been the night before. They had all been surprised at how well Aurele had regulated the party, and also surprised at how much fun they had had without drinking, though a large portion of the fun had been messing with the couple of shit faced guys. He smiled. It was refreshing to wake up after a party without a hangover.

  He was about to get up when he heard Aurele’s door open, and caught a glimpse of her wearing a towel. He sighed, and expected her to walk across the hall into her bathroom. When she turned towards him and the living room, he closed his eyes again, playing dead, not wanting her to be embarrassed. She was trying to be quiet and not wake anyone up, but Steve could track her footsteps, which were coming straight for him. He realized that he was blocking the path to the other bathroom, her logical destination. He felt her foot drop on the side of his sleeping bag, and heard a quiet rustle as she was stepping over him. An instantaneous debate raged in his mind, and despite the objections of feeling like a pervert, he opened his eyes slightly as she was over him.

  Aurele was stepping over his chest, with her head facing the other direction. Knowing that she would not see him, he opened his eyes a little wider, and traced them up her tanned legs and under the fringe of her towel. Her thighs were so smooth, her butt extended so beautifully and curvily away from her body that he almost didn’t notice that he had a clean view between her legs. In the split second view he saw her two pink lips and little patch of short dark brown hair surrounding them. A little light glistened off of the apex of the lips- he was surprised to realize that she was a little excited. She was so clean, so pristine; he didn’t feel dirty admiring her body, like he did when he occasionally slipped in a porno movie. He felt like he was admiring a masterpiece, a painting, a work of art. It was pure, natural, beauty, and he felt uplifted at having been privy to it. His penis also felt uplifted, but that was just a side effect; his head wouldn’t be swimming this hard if he was just horny. She walked away, high stepping over several other boys before stepping through the door. She turned before she entered and looked back at the room she had just walked through. Her shiny brown hair twirled onto her shoulders as she turned, revealing her clean face and collarbone. Steve immediately shut his eyes, but he had the vague fear that he had been spotted.

  As Aurele stepped into the master bathroom, she felt a shiver run down her back. Had Steve been awake when she stepped over him? She felt her modesty twinge a little bit, but at the same time she felt her excitement grow. Perhaps her hopes for the night before might still come true…. At any rate she didn’t have the guts to face him again, but she left the door to the bathroom open a little more than a crack, hoping that she would be discovered again. Amongst all of her male friends, Steve was probably the one she secretly admired the most- he was smart, athletic, and had on several emotionally intimate occasions revealed his inner sensitivity to her. She loosened her towel and bent down as she dropped it on the floor. She ran her hands up her legs as she rose, stopping them on her hips and running them in dense little circles, massaging her muscles to life. She turned to the full-length mirror and practiced making a couple pouty lipped ‘I want you’ faces, secretly wishing that Steve was there instead of the mirror. The cool morning breeze swifted inside from the high window, and quickly hardened her nipples for the third time that morning. She closed her eyes and reveled in the excited feeling gripping her breasts, touching her nipples lightly with her fingertips to enhance and prolong it. She opened her eyes again and became aware of the moisture between her legs, moving one hand away from her soft breast, past her lightly curving stomach and trimmed hair and into the moistness. She curled a finger into herself, letting her lips part and a small sigh escape. Remembering reality, she removed her finger and pulled the lever in the shower, releasing a shimmery stream of warm water. She waited a moment for the water to warm, one hand posed on her hip. She had always relished her good girl next door image, but was not afraid to let herself feel the intense waves of her desire every once in a while, and she was so turned on now that she couldn’t help herself, even knowing that should she accidentally call out, all of her friends would at once know.

  She stepped into the shower and closed the clear glass door, happy that should Steve come to the door, he would be able to get a clear view of her. The water tapped against her face and chest, wetting her shoulder length brown hair against her scalp. It ran in rivulets down the curves of her body, over and around her breasts, down the outside of her stomach, and back into the interior of her body, through her pubic hair and against the top of her lips before it left her body and dripped to the drain. She was warm all over, secure for a moment, and felt the twinge of joy that accompanied familiar warmth. More rivulets formed and ran down her back as she leaned forward. They quickly passed along the small of her back and down between her thighs, lapping against her pussy from behind before traveling down her inner thighs and calves. Her li
ps opened again, aghast from the pleasurable feelings that the hot water created against her skin. Her nipples were very hard now, and she ran her hands through her hair, relishing in the soft, sensual feel of the long strands under her fingers. She grabbed a doily and poured some of the fancy body wash onto it, squeezing it in her hand to produce a rich lather. She pressed the soapy puff against her stomach, and slid it up to her breasts, loving the slippery feel that the soap gave her skin. She worked the soap into her chest, arms, and back, finally bending over to wash her legs. She started at the bottom, working up to her knees and her thighs with the soapy cloth. She could feel the bands of muscle in her legs lose their tension to the light pressure. The steam from the hot water made her body even more slick, and she put the doily down and started to slide her hands over her body, really beginning to get into it. She pinched her left nipple lightly between her thumb and forefinger. A soft sound escaped her mouth, and her dark brown eyes closed in delight.

  Steve got up a couple minutes after Aurele had disappeared behind the door, after the throbbing in his cock had subsided. He had meant to go see if he could find any food in the kitchen, but as he stood up he noticed that the bathroom door was open enough for him to see inside. Another instantaneous debate, and he stole quickly and quietly to the side of the door. Had she left it open on purpose? He could hear the shower water running, and he thought that he heard a sigh from inside. He looked back to make sure that no one else was awake, then slowly peeked around the doorframe and had a clear view of Aurele’s body through the clear glass shower. Not only was this too good to be true, but she was at the moment lightly rubbing her nipple, and her other hand was creeping towards the dark triangle between her legs. Holy shit… he thought, getting a prolonged view of her entirety. He could see the water running down her sexy stomach and athletic legs. He remembered staring at those legs as Aurele had run down the soccer field, but he didn’t remember them looking this good. They were evenly tanned, curving from her thighs to her feet. She had just the right amount of muscle to keep her legs firm, but not hard and too defined. She turned towards him a little, exposing her breasts more fully. He had never gotten close to a view of her chest, as she generally didn’t wear skimpy clothes to school, or even to the beach, really. They were a little on the small side, but with a great shape and tone, with small, dark pink areolas perking slightly upwards. They looked so supple, and seemed perfectly proportioned to the rest of her, he couldn’t resist imagining taking one into his mouth. Her chest and shoulders were smooth, not bony, but lean. Her toned arms moved gracefully around her body, and he couldn’t help but stare at the way her lips parted slightly and her eyes closed. He had always known that Aurele had a pretty face, but as it was, with her dark hair sleek and wet and her cheeks slightly flushed from her activity, she had never looked prettier.