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I Want You

By: litany



Blindfolded, I inhale the scent of clean soap on the big hand that cups my face before it gently strokes one of my curly pony tails, like petting a lush puppy's ear to tell it goodnight. 

Elvis Costello's "I Want You" played while you ate your dinner tonight and I ate scraps from your fingertips, kneeling blindly beside your chair. And now, the song plays in my head as the bed springs creak under your weight.

The house is cold at night and the dog basket is new and uncomfortable, preventing me from stretching out. Worse still, I miss your warm body. 

I miss the privilege of cuddling against your back with my face nestled between your shoulder blades. I miss knowing that, sleeping in your arms, the Boogeyman can't get me. 

The blindfold robs me of even the moonlight that I know filters through the curtains and lets me watch your sleeping profile once my eyes adjust to the dark. 

I crawl from my dog basket, pacing like a restless bitch puppy, bumping into things accidentally as I try to ignore my full bladder. 

Your hand dangles over the edge of the bed and I find it, even blindfolded, and nuzzle gently just to feel your warmth while I listen to your even breathing. 

I adore you.

It's too cold in this house to be naked with no blanket and so I shiver. I try my dog basket again but it's awkward and, besides, I've needed to pee for hours. 

I crawl toward the bathroom again, following the wall for direction, as I have half a dozen times tonight only to achieve the same result. My leash ends so close that I can just barely touch the bathroom door. 

I knew, before you went to bed, that you'd shortened the leash -- not because you told me so, but because of the puppy door you'd installed in the bedroom, leading out to the back yard. 

I would have asked you about it if I were allowed to speak human language, but instead I could only watch in animal silence.

I whimper softly, nuzzling your hand again, wanting you to save me, or at least to wake up and tell me with no ambiguity, that I have to go pee outside like a dog. 

What if I'm supposed to wake you for the toilet and I peed in the backyard instead? I'd be so humiliated. I know you'd tease me. You might say, "Why didn't you wake me for your needs? You must love peeing in the yard, you sick little bitch. You'll do that from now on." 

I need you to own this, I need you to tell me that's where I have to go, so you don't think I want it, too. 

But I want you. 
I ache for you. 

You stir in your sleep, your breathing changing with the sound of you rolling over. I kiss your palm sweetly and your hand gently cups my face, so I know you are awake, but I dare not speak; I know better. 

I whimper my need insistently, until your hand stops cupping and your fingers dig in, hurting me. I yelp with pain, cringing when the bed creaks as you sit up and then stand. I know, now, waking you was a big mistake. 

"Bad bitch," you grumble, your voice thick with sleep. You drag me by the leash, across the room, and outside. 

I start to sob silently but can't even tell you with human words that I'm so sorry. I know I fucked up again. 

I love you. 
I am sorry again.

The grass is dew dampened and cold under my hands and knees, the kind of wetness that I know is staining me green. My teeth chatter as much from the cool night as from fear of you. "Go potty, bitch," you command.

I've had to go for hours and yet now I can't do it. You jerk on my leash and I stumble on all fours, crying harder now, head tilted back to orient myself toward the last place I heard your voice, searching for you even though I cannot see. 

I want to whisper, "Please..." I want to beg forgiveness, negotiate, make it up to you. I start to whimper pathetically only to feel a genuine dog bone shoved into my mouth to silence me. 

It tastes awful and my heart breaks, knowing you would not kiss me now even if men kissed bitches. Not with a crumbly foul dog bone in my mouth. 

You hiss at me, "Shut up and piss, bitch. You fucking got me up for this, you must want me to watch." Crying, not like a bitch, but like a baby, I pee in the grass, my legs spread wide to keep it from running down my thighs. Even blindfolded, I have to lower my head to hide my face, so deep is my shame. Why must I be such a bad, bad, bitch?

I love you.
I'm your sorry bitch.

This is the part where you usually comfort me, but tonight you're tired and I've woken you and you're really pissed off. I am a puppy because I was a bad girl and now I'm a bad puppy. 

I yelp again as you drag me deeper into the yard, and shove me forward. "Get in there," you say and my heart breaks again at the continued displeasure in your voice. 

I crawl, clumsy with the blindfold and I find myself on straw as I hear your footsteps retreating, leaving me alone in the doghouse. 

I love you. 
I need you.
I'm sorry.

I hear the door open, then close, and I cry, wanting to howl at the moon and share my pain with all the other bad bitches of the neighbourhood who are also left alone tonight in their doghouses. 

The crickets are boisterous and I hope there are no spiders. They scare me and you aren't here. 

Maybe tomorrow, I can do better and I'll be allowed back inside with you. Maybe, if I try really hard, by the end of the week I'll be allowed to walk or even talk again. 

Maybe, if I obey like a good bitch, you'll let me be your proper little fuck and I'll be gifted with all of the human privileges you've taken away. 

I understand now. I can see now that all I have is by your grace. 

I love you. 
I want you. 
I'll be better.
I'll do anything.

I Want You



By the time you finally arrive my whole body is on fire, I am mad that you are late but the anticipation has served to heighten my arousal. I will say nothing about you being late, its not my place to question what you do with your time, I am not a girl friend, a friend or even a lover, this can be called nothing but plain fucking. Besides even though I will never admit it to you I am slightly intimidated by you. 

Your now almost at my steps, I want to run out to meet you but I won't loose face by admitting I have been standing here watching for you. I quickly back away from the window so you can't see me and force myself to the other room to wait for your knock. It seems to take forever, how long does it take to walk up the stairs? Your knock finally comes and I jump. Now I am nervous, I shouldn't be. This is nothing new for us but I can never be fully comfortable in your presence. I think for me that is part of the pleasure. 

I take one last quick look in the mirror and go to answer the door. I open it and neither of us says a word. I turn and walk away headed for the bedroom. I know the routine and how this will go. At least the first few minutes, after that I never can be to sure what's going to happen.

I don't make it to the bedroom, half way thru the living room you grab me from behind and whip me around to kiss me. I am startled, this is something new. Your kisses are hard and demanding. I return them with the same passion, trying hard to give you all the pleasure I can. I want to touch you, to explore every inch of you but I wait, letting you lead, afraid of doing something wrong. 

As your kissing me your hands are massaging my shoulders it feels nice and odd at the same time, I am not used to something so intimate from someone I am used to just fucking. The nice doesn't last long. Your one hand leaves my shoulder and combs thru my hair. You grab a handful and yank, not hard enough to make me yelp or even hurt that bad, but I can feel the slightest bit of pain. The contrast of the pain from my hair and the massage on my shoulder drives me wild. I kiss you harder letting a little moan escape into your mouth. I have never been in to pain or anything like this, but from you it seems ok, it seems exciting.

Your hand leaves my hair and travels back down to my shoulder, lightly tickling my neck along the way. When it gets down to my shoulder your other hand leaves and you wrap your arm around my body rubbing my back slowly. Your other hand comes down and knowing where you are headed I arch my back before your hand can even find my breast. I want you to touch me so bad I move in every way I can to make your touch find me quicker. 

You stop kissing me and laugh slightly, you know what I am doing and I hate it that you find it amusing. I want to tell you to get out, that I don't need this and especially not from you but I can't. Your hand has finally found my breast and I am too busy moaning. You're so gentle with it that I quickly forget how mad I am at you all over again. You softly squeeze my breast slowly massaging it in the same rhythm as the hand rubbing my back. I relax more and more sinking into your arm enjoying the pleasure you are giving me. 

You stop for a moment and remove your hands; I start to protest until I see that you are just removing my shirt. When the shirt hits the floor it is quickly followed by my bra and then I am back in your arms once more being lightly massaged with my back being rubbed. I start to get comfortable and it changes again. You pull me sharply against you, at the same time you squeeze my nipple hard, this time it does hurt but it feels so good to. You mouth finds mine and once again I am being kissed, you are demanding more and more of me with every thrust of your tongue and I struggle to keep up wanting to keep you happy.

You must be tired of standing cause you let go of me and walk away. I follow you into the bedroom and find you getting undressed. Without looking at me or saying a word you make yourself comfortable on my bed. You are already hard so I walk over knowing what you want. I sit beside you on the bed and wrap my hand around your cock, not a sound from you as I slowly start stroking you.

After stroking you base to tip for a couple minutes I lean over and lick the tip, it jumps in my hand and excites and encourages me. I move my hands down to your balls squeezing them hard enough to hold your cock right where I want it and slowly lick my way down to the base. When I get there I move slightly to flick my tongue over your balls and then drag my tongue back to the tip. I bring my hand back to the base and wrap my fingers around it, squeezing slightly while I bite down on the tip of you. Not hard enough to be mean, just hard enough for play.

I squeeze my hand a little tighter as I bite and then release both my teeth and my hand as slide my mouth down your cock. When my lips reach my hand I move my hand lower onto your balls again slowly massing them as I bring you more and more into my mouth. Once again my lips reach my hand and I start back up leaving my hand where it was until I reach the tip. I then bring my hand up to follow my mouth. Then I stop, for now your turn is over. 

I lay back beside you, telling you in my own silent way that its now my turn. You apparently agree because you don't hesitate before reaching over and grabbing my exposed breast in one hand, bringing your mouth down to reach the other. Pinching one nipple you bite the other bringing waves of pleasure to me. I moan again and you must hear me cause you put more energy into your assault on my breasts. 

I am in for another surprise as once again you switch from aggressive to gentle slowly stroking the sides of my breasts and blowing lightly on my nipples. You slowly trail your hand down my body until you get to the top of my jeans. I suck in my breath in anticipation of what I am hoping you are about to do. The disappointment is only slight. I wanted you to remove the jeans and find the sweet spot between my thighs; instead you let your hand trail down further lightly rubbing your hands over my crotch. The sensation thru my jeans feels nice but I want you closer. I push slightly against your hand trying to tell you I want more but afraid to put voice to it. I will never actually tell you what I want, afraid you will say no.

You ignore my physical pleas for a moment longer and then you finally bring your hands back to the top of my jeans and undo them. You slide both my jeans and underwear down at the same time and the cool air hits me turning me on even more. My hips start moving more I can't help it. I am so excited; I am at your mercy. 

For a minute you do nothing just leave me there wiggling waiting for your touch. Then you bring your hand down to my center. I force myself to still waiting for your touch. I hold my breath; please I need to be touched now. You trail your finger down my slit. I shiver and can't help but buck my hips a little, trying to force your finger into the folds. You don't allow it, you pull your hand back slightly and I know that you won't touch me again till I am still. Again I force myself to be still, you wait a moment to make sure I am able to control myself then once again you start slowly stroking the outer lips, so softly and gentle. I need more, your not giving more. 

You remove your hand from me and place it on my thigh pushing until my legs are spread as far as they can be. I feel way too exposed and I want to close my legs, torn between the pleasure I know you can give me and the embarrassment of being on display like this for you. Pleasure quickly wins out when you bring your finger back to the top of my slit. This time you don't stop at the bottom instead going down and around till your finger is lightly brushing against the hole of my ass. I shiver again trying to stay still. This for us is unexplored territory. 

I am not sure how I feel about where this may be headed but I know I don't want any of it to end. You slowly stroke me back and forth like this gentle as can be and then on your way back to the top you suddenly ram two fingers in me as hard and fast as possible. I jump shocked but before your fingers can even get all the way in I recover and push hard against your hand wanting to take as much of them in as I can. You let them linger in me a moment before slowly pulling them out and ramming them back in. I have no control I couldn't hold still if I had to. My hips buck against your hand fucking it as hard as I can, my pleasure mounts and I can feel myself ready to explode. When I am almost at the point of no return you stop. I whimper. I don't know if you know what you did or if it was just coincidental but I will never tell you that I need you to keep going. You leave me on the bed wiggling trying to find release. 

Then you slowly slide your head down to where your hand had only moments before occupied. I stiffen. I know what you're going to do and I am excited but also uncomfortable. I don't like you being there but I love the pleasure that comes with it. You part my folds and slowly lick hole to clit and back again, I shudder, I am still uncomfortable but I can't deny the pleasure this brings.

When you are done stroking me with your tongue you nibble gently on my clit sucking it in and out of your mouth driving me further and further. I can't hold back any longer I need to cum and I need your cock inside me. Pushed beyond my limits I finally get the courage to push you away, you start to climb on me but I stop you. I push you back on the bed and mount you instead. 

When I slowly slide my way down your cock filling my aching pussy more and more a long loud moan escapes my mouth. My god how I needed this, how I needed you. When I reach the base instead of pulling back out the way I know you enjoy I wiggle rubbing my swollen clit against you. With your cock filling me to capacity and your wiry hairs rubbing on my clit it's not long before I am cuming. I scream loudly pushing against you hard wanting it to go on forever. But all good things have to end. As the orgasm slowly ends I slump against your exhausted and too embarrassed to look you in the eye. 

I have never before taken what I wanted from you and I am not sure now what the reaction will be. Thankfully you yourself haven't cum yet instead of a comment on my behavior you roll me over and plunge yourself into me. As I took my pleasure with you, you are now taking yours with me. There is nothing slow or gentle you slam into me over and over it only takes a moment before you are cuming to. Your moans get louder and I start to get excited again. You finish cuming and lay back beside me. 

You say nothing for a few moments and my own imagination has me hoping for another go. I am not to get what I want. You get up telling me that you have to go. Without so much as a kiss goodbye you get dressed and leave. I am left turned on and annoyed. Wondering why I do this but knowing that I will do it again and again whenever you call.



I Want You



Jasmine waved goodbye to everyone before she exited from the back door of the restaurant.

She had taken no more than a few steps in the direction of the bridge when she saw Rowan in the shadows leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette watching her interestedly. 

For some reason being this close to him made her heart beat erratically and she urgently quickened her pace. Unknown to Jasmine, Rowan had tossed his cigarette to the ground and silently walked up right behind her.

Suddenly, Rowan roughly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. She immediately turned around to face him.

"What is wrong with you?" she shot at him irritably as she desperately attempted to free her wrist from his grasp.

"We need to talk." He replied, ignoring her question, as his grip on her wrist suddenly tightened.

"I don't think so." Jasmine replied coolly, turning her face away from him avoiding his eyes.

Rowan breathed out a sigh of frustration.

"We need to talk." He repeated urgently pulling her towards him.

She turned to face him "About what???"

"Us. What's going on between us." He stated seriously, his dark hypnotic eyes boring into hers.

"There is NOTHING going on!" Jasmine spluttered, unnerved by his intense gaze. "There is no us." 

Before she knew what was happening Rowan's face was suddenly inches from hers. But just seconds before their lips could meet he whispered "Are you sure about that?" Smirking, he suddenly dropped her wrists and pulled away from her. 

Seconds after the 'almost kiss' Jasmine stood there in a total daze, her cheeks burning and her heart slamming against her ribcage as if trying to escape from her chest.

What a prick! she thought angrily as turning away from him and started to continue towards the bridge, when she felt Rowan's hand clamp down on her shoulder.

She swiveled around, coming face-to-face with Rowan who swiftly cupped and tilted her face upwards with his strong, masculine hands. She looked up into his eyes and began to protest "Wha..." when he suddenly leant forwards and gently kissed her. 

She clung to him as the kiss deepened and became more passionate, his fingers tangling in her long dark hair as their bodies melded together.

His hands slid under her top he skillfully unhooked her bra and then quickly removed her top. He ran his hands over her breasts before gently squeezing them with his hot hands. Jasmine stifled moans as he tweaked her nipples and suckled them fervently. 

She removed his shirt and ran her hands over his muscled chest and flat stomach as she planted gentle kisses all over his neck.

As soon as Jasmine felt his hand brushing the top of her leg and slipping into her panties she started to panic. Tensing her whole body, she rallied herself to push him off and run away when suddenly his fingers slipped between the lips of her pussy and touched her clit. That first brush of his fingers made her gasp and clutch onto his broad, muscular shoulders and he leaned down to her, working in rhythmic circles with his experienced hand.

He looked into her eyes, "I know you want me" he smirked. 

Jas made no effort to reply, her hips moving gently now to the rhythm of his hand. 

"God... ever since I first met you I've wanted to fuck you." His riveting words tantalized her, but frightened her at once. He removed her panties with ease and then slipped his hand down the line of her pussy before returning to her clit. 

Despite herself, Jas felt a small smile on her lips. His fingers began to work faster, slipping into her wet pussy as she groaned with pleasure "Oh God..." Arching her back against the wall, she clung to him as her first orgasm rocked her body. Sagging back against the wall, she opened her eyes to see Rowan had unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. 

He didn't look at all like a schoolboy in that moment. He really was a man. Her eyes dropped. She'd never seen one before. His long, hard cock stood high and proud above a bush of dark hair. His balls hung beneath it, large and swollen, and Jas could not help but drop to her knees and wrap her slender fingers around it.

She gazed up at him with dark eyes, lost in a sea of desire. Seeing this, Rowan gently pushed her to her knees and positioned his cock before her mouth. Gently, she opened her lips for it and, cupping his balls in one hand, ran her tongue up and down the shaft, sucking furiously and making a soft moaning in the back of her throat.

After a few minutes he knew he couldn't stand it any longer without shoving it all down her throat, he suddenly grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around him. When she felt his thumb rolling around inside her pussy, Jas thrust against it with unbridled passion. 

"Rowan...I want all of you" she whispered urgently.

Sensing her desire, her desperation to have him fuck her, he then withdrew his thumb. He lifted her up, pushed her hard up against the wall and placed his hands about her hips before forcefully pulling her down onto his hard, throbbing cock.

Jas cried out, burying her face in his neck as his enormous cock entered her, but after a few moments the pain subsided and she began bucking lightly against him, her legs coiled around his middle as she grasped desperately at his hair.

"I've wanted you for so long" she confessed breathlessly.

Upon realising she was in no pain, Rowan thrust harder and deeper inside her. The tightness of her all around him made him go crazy, but for Jas he was so enormous she thought she might split in two.

"Don't stop," she begged. "Oh God...don't stop."

Jasmine's moans grew increasingly louder as Rowan's thrusts grew more intense. Minutes passed and with every thrust Rowan's breathing grew ragged as his cock got increasingly harder. Rowan continued pumping into her relentlessly until she was screaming and gasping with pleasure. 

Jas felt him swelling up inside her. Suddenly, he let out a loud groan as he came in a hot, sticky explosion filling her completely as their bodies collapsed against each other, slick with sweat from their intense encounter.



I Want You



Author's Note: Everything in this story is completely fictional, including the names. BTW this is the first erotic story I've ever written, so please tell me what you think. 

*

Any normal girl would go gaga for Mr. Watson, my high school's resident "hottie" teacher. Everything about him is perfect. His 6'2 athletic physique, soft brown hair, and eyes that are as blue as the ocean. He also looked especially handsome with his usual 5 o'clock shadow. 

Ever since I first laid eyes on him my sophmore year, I wanted him. And it wasn't just the thrill of fucking a teacher that made me want him. Although, getting frisky with a man who was 10 years older than me was such a turn on. But it was so much more. He has an amazing personality. Mr. Watson is funny, charming, charismatic, and intelligent. Pile all that on top of being totally gorgeous, and you have perfection personified. 

Mr. Watson teaches junior American History and senior U.S Government. So when I became a junior I was pretty excited to finally have him as a teacher. And I only began to lust after him more when I became a senior. I hardly call it class since all I do is spend 40 minutes ogling my history teacher. It is kind of like a 40 minute real life Bod commercial that I get to watch everyday 5 days a week. And although he has his shirt on the whole time, it's still enough to get my blood pumping. 

I would sit in class watching him lecture but never really listen. Too busy fantasizing about him instead of actually paying attention. I'd watch his lips move and wish that they were moving against mine. And although he wore fitting clothes, I'd look at his body and wonder how it'd look without the bulk of clothing being in the way. Every time he'd put a hand on my shoulder, I would wish for it to linger. Aching for his touch. Yes, I was crushing on him that bad.

There were plenty of girls in class that would talk to him a lot. The popular girls never had a problem with talking to him or attempting to flirt with him for that matter. Whereas, I would blush if he even called on me to answer a question in class. That isn't to say that I never spoke to him. Although I was probably the color of Dorothy's sparkled shoes the whole time we talked for the first few months of my junior year. Eventually, I began to get more comfortable around him. Chatting with him freely whenever the opportunity came. 

When I finally turned 18 and we came back from winter break, I began to notice his eyes on me a lot more than usual. We would occasionally lock eyes with each other, if I wasn't feeling too nervous to do so. I used to wonder if he could read my eyes like I hoped he would. Sometimes a look can say more than a thousand words. And mine said "I want you."

I obviously couldn't come straight forward with my feelings towards Mr. Watson. Just in case I was reading too much into our exchanged glances. If anything was going to happen, I wanted it to be him to make the first move. So I would do things in class to spark his attention of the sexual nature. Such as hiking up my uniform skirt to expose most of my thigh or playfully sucking on a pen while he lectured. In these instances, all I would get was a coy smirk and if my eyes weren't deceiving me maybe a wink at times. Although this non-verbal flirtation went on for the whole trimester, nothing ever happened.

When we came back from spring break, everything changed. He couldn't even bring himself to look at me. Not even when I raised my hand to answer a question. I tried my usual tricks to catch his attention but it was to no avail. He even went as far as to not even look in my section of the classroom; which consisted of about 8 students. I had no clue what happened but I had to do something to get him to at least look at me. 

So today I walked into class with my phone intentionally taken off of silent mode. Mid-lecture my phone went off with a text alert. I could feel his eyes on me as I nonchalantly pulled the phone out of my jacket pocket and proceeded to read my text message. 

"Marie," I heard his voice chime.

"Yeah?" I replied as I looked up from my phone at him.

"You know the rules. No phones in class," he said as he walked through the aisle and stuck out his hand.

When I looked up at his strikingly gorgeous face, I fought the urge to smirk. But instead, I exaggeratedly sighed as I dropped the phone in his hand. 

"You can get this after school," he then said as he put the phone in his top desk drawer; unknowingly playing into my hands. 

I went through the rest of the school day rather robotic. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what I wanted to say and do to Mr. Watson, if I ever got the chance. I had no idea how he would react to it but I waited anxiously for the time when I would find out.

I wandered around the campus for a bit after the final bell rang. I wanted to make sure I had him completely to myself. And that wasn't going to happen if there were students in there asking about test grades or homework. After about 30 minutes, the school was a graveyard. Except for the athletes, who were out in the field for practice, or the handful of students who always goofed off in the campus parking lot. With a deep breath, I walked into the hallway where his classroom was located and stepped into the doorway. He was standing by the bookshelf adding a few books to the collection. 

"Mr. Watson?" I squeaked. 

He turned his head towards my direction and my stomach started doing back flips.

"Oh, hey Marie," he said as he turned his body to completely face me. 

I proceeded into the classroom; which was free of students. Thank god. 

"Here to get your phone?" Mr. Watson asked.

"Well, um... not entirely. I mean, how do I say this? I do want to get my phone, but I actually wanted to talk to you about something," I mustered up the courage to say. 

"I don't know what you could possibly want to talk about. You have an A in this class," he replied. Oh but you do know!  I wanted to say but kept my composure. 

"It's not about my grade," I responded softly as I took a few steps towards him. 

Mr. Watson averted his gaze to everything but me as he cleared his throat. He acted as if he knew what I was going to say next. 

"I was wondering if there was something I did wrong. I," I started. 

Only for Mr. Watson to cut in and say "You didn't do anything wrong, Marie," he sighed as he stepped away from the bookcase and walked towards me. 

"It just seemed like it because um," I stuttered upon words. The big speech I practiced in my head came to no use anymore. "You act differently towards me now," I managed to come out with. 

Then he finally brought himself to look me in the eyes for the first time in 2 weeks. I stood there doe eyed; transfixed by his beautiful blue eyes. His eyes would make any woman go mad. I kept my eyes locked with his as I edged near him; getting closer to him than I ever have before. Being within close proximity to him for the first time, I then noticed how tall he was compared to me. I'm 5'ft and I barely reached his shoulders. I just wanted to stand on my tip toes and kiss those sweet lips of his. 

Instead of backing away, like I anticipated, he brought a hand up to my face and caressed my cheek. All I could do was close my eyes. His touch was electric to my skin. 

"I want you," I finally sighed as I placed a hand on his.

And with that, his lips came crashing down against mine; finally giving me the kiss that I had been longing for. It was indescribable. As we kissed, both of his hands made their way to my lower back, bringing me closer to him. With each moment that passed, our kiss intensified. I moaned into his mouth as he lightly bit my bottom lip every now and then. Our lips moved in sync with each others; it was as if his lips fit perfectly with mine like a puzzle piece. And although his facial stubble was rubbing my face raw, I felt as if I could kiss him forever. 

Then suddenly, he quickly pulled away. My head spun after he ripped me from my dream like state and back down to reality. "Sorry," he said in a panic as he backed away and walked over to his desk. He began to fidget and anxiously adjusted a stack of papers on his desk to straighten out his mind. 

"Don't be sorry."

He nervously ran a hand through his soft dark brown hair as he turned away from his desk. "But I'm your teacher. What happened was a mistake and can't happen again." A look of disappointment began to wash over my face and I could tell that he noticed it when he continued, "You're an amazing girl and you have no idea how bad I want you, but I'm your teacher. I just don't want either of us to do something we might regret and end up getting in trouble for it."

He was right. If we got caught, we could get into so much trouble. But that just makes it all the more exciting. Then, I knew that I had to have him. 

I smirked as I neared him, stopping just a few inches away from him. "I can keep a secret," I smiled a devilish grin. I could see him begin to open his mouth in protest but I brought my index finger to his lips and shushed him.

I pressed my body against his as our lips met once again. Kissing Mr. Watson is amazing. His scent, his touch, his taste sent me into euphoria. Everything about this felt so foreign to me. But then again, I was kissing a man not a boy. And this man was going to be mine.

As we passionately kissed, I could feel the bulge growing in his pants poke at my stomach. I smirked at this as I kissed his jaw line to his ear. I nibbled his earlobe a bit before whispering, "God, you looked so gorgeous in class today. Sometimes it takes everything in me not to touch myself right then and there at the sight of you, Mr. Watson." After these words flew from my lips, things began to take a change of pace.

I kept my lips on his as he picked me up and propped me up on the edge of his desk. He ran his fingers through my hair as he kissed my neck. I couldn't help but squirm a bit as he kissed and bit the nape of my neck sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I used my legs to pull his lower body closer. Then he began to grind into me as he continued on kissing my neck; fingers fumbling to take off my uniform shirt. Each time he undid a button, he would kiss down my chest. Soon my jacket, shirt, and bra were off while he was planting kisses along my shoulders. Then down to the valley of my breasts. His warm breath on my bare chest sent shivers down my spine. His hands and mouth were all over me. One hand was placed on the small of my back as the other made its way underneath my skirt, rubbing me through the thin fabric of my panties as he sucked on my nipples. I closed my eyes and threw my head back in pleasure as he made my body feel things that boys my own age could not achieve. I held myself up with my right hand as the other entangled itself within his hair, holding his head close to my breasts. 

I knew that we were getting carried away in the wrong place, but this was too amazing to stop. His lips met mine again as he pulled my panties to the side and inserted two fingers into my moist crevice. We kissed passionately as he slowly fucked me with his fingers and kneaded my breasts with his other hand. I would moan every time he would curve up his fingers and tap my g-spot. It felt amazing having his long masculine fingers fuck my pussy. But I still longed to feel his mouth on my hot mound. 

As if on cue, he slowly laid me down on his desk and knelt down before me. With a wide grin on his face, he pushed up my skirt and pulled off my panties. He then kissed my inner thighs. First the right and then he began to kiss the left. I lightly moaned as he blew lightly on my slit and trailed kisses along my pelvic bone to just above my slit. At times, he would lightly brush his tongue against it. "Oh god," I said almost in whisper to his constant teasing. He did this for so long that I almost thought the teasing were to go on forever but then he finally began to lick my pussy from top to bottom. I gasped and lightly tugged at his soft brown hair, grinding my pussy into his mouth wanting more. At first, his tongue explored my crevice in slow laps of the tongue. Slow and steady. But then his pace quickened. Eagerly flicking my clit repeatedly, taking liberties. It felt so good that it made my head spin. "Oh Michael," I moaned when two fingers entered me as his mouth continued its assault on my swollen bud. For a moment he pulled his face away though, his fingers still working me. I could feel his warm breath on me. It made my lips tingle. His tongue then lightly grazed my lips. Right. Left. Then licked the right again. God, it felt amazing. Him toying with me like that. He then quickly flicked his tongue against my clit. It sent a shiver up my spine. It blew my mind how just one simple touch could have that effect on me. I anticipated what he was going to do next. Because I knew I would love every bit of it. This time, he left his warm mouth on me. His tongue running up my hole to the hood of my clit. He repeated this action before concentrating on my clit. His fingers fucked me hard and I knew that at this rate I would cum any minute. My pussy tightened around his fingers, cautioning him that my orgasm was going to hit soon. But he quickly pulled away and took his fingers out, obviously having other plans for me. 

I propped myself up with my elbows on his desk as I watched him pull down his khaki Dockers, exposing his 8 inch rod. I gasped at the sight of it. Looking at his cock only excited me more. I wanted him inside me so badly that words could not even describe how badly I longed to feel him then. I had waited nearly two years to see this huge cock of his. His Dockers did not do the man justice. Hiding something so perfect.

He smirked when he noticed that I was staring, "Is this what you want? Do you want me to fuck you with my cock now?" he asked huskily. 

Hearing those words come from his mouth surprised me. It was strange hearing him talk dirty to me. But I loved every bit of it. "Yes, Mr. Watson. I want you to fuck me with your long hard cock, please," I replied looking at him longingly. 

And with that he brought his penis to my entrance. Not quite entering it yet, but rubbing the head against my wet pussy. I whimpered. He had my body aching for him. He did this for a moment longer before finally fulfilling my need and easing himself in my young cunt. My pussy was so wet that it slid in without ease. We both watched as his cock slowly filled me. Once he was all the way in, he didn't waste any time and started quickly pumping in and out of me. It slid in and out easily. God, it was so hot watching this; watching my fantasy come true. He began to fuck me so hard that it made his desk shake. "Fuck," I heard him groan as he took hold of my hips, pulling me toward him as he thrust himself in. Deep and hard. It felt as if with each thrust he made, his cock ran deeper within my wet hole; pushing it in to the hilt. I then laid completely down on the desk as we continued to hump our hips together at a steady rhythm. As if it could get any better, he lifted up my right leg and placed it straight up against his chest. His left hand kept my leg in place as the other kept hold of my hip. He ground into me fast and hard that it seemed as if his cock was hitting my vocal chords. I moaned so loudly that he had to put a hand over my mouth to keep anyone from hearing my constant wails. His cock was hitting me in all the right spots and before I knew it, my muscles spasmed and clenched his member tightly. I moaned into his hand as my orgasm ripped through me. I have never had such a mind boggling orgasm like that before, ever. He continued to pump into me as I rode this wave of pleasure. When my orgasm subsided, I began to suck on his fingers as he fucked me, tasting traces of my pussy on them. He watched as I did this; his cock twitched within me as I rolled my tongue over his finger tips as if they were the head of his penis. 

Michael then pulled out and said, "I want you to suck my dick now." I grinned as I hopped off of his desk and got on my knees before him wordlessly. I didn't hesitate before I took his cock into my warm mouth. Lubricating it with my own saliva with each bob of the head. Each time I would come up to the frenulum I would press my lips tighter together and swirl my tongue. Creating more friction in that general area as my hand jacked him off. My hand moved in a steady rhythm so that I managed to jack him off from the shaft of his cock to his head which met my lips every time I pulled up. Keeping him constantly stimulated. He put his hand on my head and would throw in a few thrust every now and then. Hitting the back of my throat, making me gag. "Oh god. I'm going to cum," I heard him mumble through gritted teeth as I sucked his dick and began fondling his hot balls. I kept my mouth at the tip of his penis as he groaned and ejaculated. I swallowed each jet of sperm that was released. I kept my mouth on him awhile longer, milking him of all his cum with a few bobs of the head. He jerked when I tightened my lips around his girth as my mouth moved up along the head of his member. I looked up at him and smirked before I got up holding back the urge to laugh at his involuntary response. 

I gave him one last kiss before we started to quickly get dressed. And with the help of my compact mirror I fixed my disheveled hair to the best of my ability. He hardly had to do anything to fix himself. Sex hair only made him look hotter. And after he tucked his shirt back in, he looked as if nothing had happened. Unlike him, my hair and clothing were in disarray. If someone had saw me as I was, they would've known what kind of mischief I had just gotten into. 

I was about to head out of the classroom before I heard him say my name. "Forgetting something?" he smiled back at me before letting out a small chuckle as he held my phone in his hand. 

"Oh yeah, I completely forgot," I giggled before walking over to retrieve my phone. "Bye Mr. W." I smiled as I put my phone in my pocket.

"See you tomorrow Marie. And by the way, I hope you don't mind that I added my number to your contacts. Call me anytime," he smiled as he smacked my ass when I turned to walk out of the classroom. 

This was definitely not going to be the last of my extracurricular activities with Mr. Watson...



I Want You



I want you in a really strong way. I want you to lean over, grab my leg, and pull me onto your lap when I am next to you on the couch. Show me how much you want me, too. When I am straddling your lap on the couch, put your hands in my hair and pull my face to yours and kiss me, hard. Or use my hair to pull my head back so you can bite my neck. I like how my flesh feels between your teeth. 

Carry me to the bedroom, then have me undress you. I love it when you slowly peel off my clothes and wrap your arms around me... but first let me remove your pants and take you into my mouth. Once you have let my lips and tongue tickle the sensitive skin around your cock for a while, tell me what you want. Tell me that you want to feel my mouth close around your shaft and the head of your cock pushing into my throat. Then reach down and push my head onto you until I struggle for a breath.

Use my body for your pleasure. I love the way your hard body feels against my soft skin when you push me down on the bed and slam your body into mine, that overwhelming rush of sensations when your cock spreads me open for the first time. The sound of your hurried breath is as if you want me so bad you can't control yourself. Your strong, tanned hands squeezing the soft, pale, porcelain skin that covers my breast makes my head spin with heat.

Talk to me while you fuck me. Tell me how beautiful I look when I am flushed with need of you, and how you enjoy giving me what I want so badly. Tell me how it feels to slide inside my hot, wet pussy and that it pleases you to know you caused the heat and wetness. Play with my clit until I stiffen with orgasm and squirt my juices over you, and tell me that you love it when I flood you with my come. 

Allow me to ride you so that you can play with my pierced nipples. Alternately pinch and rub them until you hear me moaning your name. Spread your legs wide while I pump my pussy on your dick so that I can reach behind us and massage your testicles. 

When I climb off of you and slide down your body, remind me how much you like tasting us on my tongue. I can't help but to spend extra time licking those balls when you groan your approval. Let me feel your cock grow thicker and harder inside my mouth as I clean your cock with my mouth. I turn my body so you can play with my ass while I suck you off, bringing you closer to orgasm but not quite there.

When I sit up, tell me to get on all fours. Lightly spank me while you watch my pussy twitch for you, look over my ass and at my long blonde hair spread across my back. Slide yourself deep inside my pussy while you get a handful of my hair and pull my body back harder onto you. Grab my ass and push me off of you and use my hair to pull me back onto your cock. Then, pull your cock out of me and slide it into my ass. 

Slowly at first, not to injure, fill my ass with your meat. Tell me how you like to see your dark skin spread that tiny hole open, how it's yours to take any time you please. Pull at my nipples while I press myself back to you. 

Start rocking yourself in and out of my ass, getting stronger and harder with each thrust. Slap my ass and listen to me moan for you to fuck me harder. Hold my hips and slam into me recklessly, as if nothing matters at the moment other than our pleasure. Tell me how tight my asshole feels, and how it squeezes you each time I come for you. 

Pinch my nipples hard as you work yourself to orgasm. Permit me to tell you how much I want to feel your hot come fill my ass, how you feel so thick that my ass may split in two. 

Listen to my rushed breathing and soft moans combined with screams of orgasm as you fill my body with yours, faster and harder before you explode into your release. 

Feel my come rush down our legs and drip from your balls from my continuous orgasms and delight in the knowledge that you, only you, can make me produce this. You are the key that unlocks my passion.



I Want You



You were sat on the chair looking kinda tired from the long drive you've done today. I walk behind you, grab you hair and start kissing down your neck. I run my hands over your shoulders and down your chest. I slip my hands under your t-shirt and they feel cold against your hot skin. I slowly run my tongue up your neck as I listen to your low groans. I peel your t-shirt up over your head, throw it across the room, and move my mouth down to back, and kiss your shoulders. I wrap my hands right around your waist and pull at your button up jeans. 

I listen to breathing speed up in anticipation as I slowly move my hand closer to hard cock. I wrap my fingers you, right at the base and suddenly become aware of how wet I am. I quickly stand up, move in front of you and straddle you on the chair, all in a quick movement that you hardly register. I kiss you furiously on the lips, run my hands through your hair and grinding my hips against you. Your moaning and pulling me closer letting me know how much you want me. I'm so worked up now, but I know I'm gonna make this last. 

Suddenly I'm up and pushing you off the chair, stripping you of your jeans and boxers, but then staying down on my knees. I start to slowly run my hands up each of your legs, enjoying the feeling of your firm skin. as my finger get further up to your thighs I lift my head so that I'm looking right into your eyes and my lips are hoovering right in front of your swollen head. I don't break your gaze until the very second that I let you feel my lips against your cock. I feel a little wave of pleasure as I push you right into my mouth and hear you let out an uncontrollable groan of relief at the feeling of my wet mouth gripping you. I start off with a few long, slow, strokes but quickly build up the pace. I grip your hips and let you control the pace a little until you loose control and start fucking my mouth. Then I take back the control and slow it down a little, pulling my tongue right up your shaft, flicking the tip up over your throbbing head. Your being thrust into me slower now but I'm pushing you back deeper and deeper into my throat, feeling it contract ever so slightly around you. Your getting closer and closer to cumming and the sounds your making are getting more and more unrestrained. I can't take any more, I'm dripping wet and you haven't even had the chance to touch me yet. But the fact that I'm fully clothed and your completely naked, hot, sweaty and so close to cumming has gotten me so turned on. 

I pull myself up from my knees and push back down on to the chair. I just can't wait any longer, you watch me intently as I frantically pull my clothes off. I stand over you for a moment before swinging one leg over and straddling you. I start to kiss you forcefully on the lips again, pulling your chest right up close to me. I'm loosing myself to the feeling of our hot bodies rubbing against each other. Your cock is rock hard now and I can feel it getting wet against me as I rub you against my wet pussy. I want to feel you slide into me so badly but I make the feeling last my moving in a way that only allows you to rub your cock between my soaking wet lips. I wrap my arms around you neck and pull myself up slightly until I can feel the tip of your throbbing cock around the entrance to my pussy. I move my hips very slowly in a tiny figure of eight, letting my dripping wet hole cover your swollen head covering it in my cum. I look down into your eyes and enjoy the pure lust in your eyes and your trying to anticipate when I will thrust you deep into me. 

I move onto you but only a little so that you are inside me but only ever so slightly. I stop moving moving my hips and hold my body very still before quickly pushing down onto you completely so that are inside me fully. I start to deliberately contract my pussy walls illicting small deep groans of pleasure from you. Then I slowly rock back and forth on you, getting hot as I feel you cock rub against my g spot. I'm trying to stay in control and make this last as long as possible but as we fall into a natural rhythm I can't do it. Each thrust and grind of our hips is bringing me closer and I thrown my head back and start to moan and scream. I find myself calling out your name and telling you that your going to make me cum. The deliberate clenches of my pussy are now being replaced by involuntary spasms. I'm grabbing your hair and pushing myself as hard and as fast and as deep on to you as I possibly can. I feel you hands grab my ass and pull me closer, grinding against you and I can see how close you are to cumming. I can't hold back any longer and I start to have the biggest orgasm, making me scream and shake. The sensation is quickly followed by the feeling of you cumming inside me. You push your hips up filling me up as much as you can, shouting out and panting. We both slow down the pace until we stop and I feel you slipping out of me. 

I lean forward and rest my head on your shoulder, not able speak or move.



I Want You....



I want you....

I need you....

I crave you.....

My body yearns for you....

I'm extremely horny. I have you on my mind and soon you'll be in my sights. Tonight we'll do more than just eat, shower, and go to bed my love. Tonight you will unleash that monster deep inside your soul. Tonight pure carnal pleasure will overtake us.

Why you ask my love?

Simple.....I want you.

I hear you pull into our driveway. It excites me to know that the man I call my king, my Daddy, my husband is home. Come sit down next to me Daddy and let me help you undress a little as you speak on your long day. Oh you like my dress? Thank you my love. It's a little snug around my hips but it shows off my curves and legs just how you like my dresses to do. I'm glad you like it baby. Now, let's get that suit off of you. I want to see your gorgeous, tattoo laden milk chocolate arms, broad shoulders and beautifully chiseled chest and abs. Let's take your hair out of that pony tail I want to see it fall. I love your long hair. It's incredibly curly, soft and luxurious. There that's much better I want you to be comfortable Daddy.

I know you're hungry Daddy so come into the kitchen and we'll eat dinner. I look back at you as we walk in and I'm stunned by your beauty. Your brown eyes captivate me and your smile makes me weak. I love when you wrap your arms around me just to hold me close so I feel your raging bulge against my ass. Yes Daddy I am your bad girl and you are my bad boy. I have prepared a beautiful meal for us my King; perfectly cooked bacon wrapped filet mingons, roasted fingerling potatoes and a green goddess salad. I'm happy you enjoyed your dinner. I enjoy cooking for you my King. I hope you saved room for dessert my love.

Off to our bedroom we go Daddy. Tonight I as your wife will entertain and entice you my love. I will bring out that monster in you. Tonight you will be nothing less than animalistic with me. Come here baby, come dance with me. I want you to feel my ass grind against you as we dance. You are so damn sexy! I can't get enough of you. You're an addiction that I don't ever want help for. I love how your fingers trace my curves as we dance together.

I feel so beautiful in your arms. Your flawless 6'3 235lb frame is orgasmic to me. It engulfs my curvy 5'9 frame. I can feel you slowly dragging your fingers up the top of my thighs. Daddy you insist on teasing me by slowly hiking my dress up and placing sweet kisses on my neck. You're starting to reveal that I'm not wearing any panties. Higher and higher you pull my dress up. I continue to slowly grind my body into you until you pull it completely off. I love feeling my naked body against you. This is why I love to dance with you. You make me feel and be so naughty.

I think we should continue this in the shower. Let's go get wet Daddy. Step into this shower and bring that sexy body to me. My caramel skin shines against yours. I love seeing the water just glisten on you. My King you are gorgeously flawless. I want to feel your lips against mine. Taste me as I taste you. As we explore each other's lips I want you to let your hands explore my body.

Yes Daddy! Touch me! Drive me crazy! I love when your hands go across my breasts. Play with them Daddy. They want you just as bad as I do. Tease them baby. Make my nipples harden at your touch. Give it to me Daddy! I want more! I need it! I need you! You hear the desperation in my voice Daddy. Please take me! Yes Daddy! Pick me up and wrap my legs around your waist! Rub my ass as you suck on my nipples. Mmmm! Just like that! Bury you face between my breasts! Make me crazy Daddy! My body aches for you. My pussy calls for you. Taste me Daddy! Soothe the rage in between legs!

Yes go lower! Put my legs over your shoulders. I want to feel your lips on my clit. Yes! Yes! Yes! Daddy! Just like that! Eat my pussy Daddy! Yes! Lick my clit! Eat me out Daddy! Please give it to me! I love it like this! I love the feeling of you eating me out while the hot water rains down on us. Your strong arms tighten around my thighs as your tongue dives deeper inside me. My body begins to tremble as you work my pussy over. I look down to marvel at the sight of my King below me. I love seeing that dragon tattoo on your back as I watch you eat me out. You dive deeper inside me causing me to start clawing our shower wall. You are relentless with my pussy. I try to ride your tongue twisting my body as I do.

I can feel my juices flowing. They're about to release just for you Daddy. I can't hold it in much longer! Yes! Suck my clit into your mouth while you finger me! It's coming Daddy! My orgasm is about to make me explode. Do it Daddy! Make scream baby! Oh God! I'm gonna cum Daddy! I—I—Yes!!! Oh my God!!! I'm cumming! My pussy is flooding your face and mouth with my nectar. My body is shaking from the massive orgasm you've just given me. My legs are weak all thanks to you. You finally release me letting me fall into your arms. I gaze into and get lost in your beautiful dark brown eyes. You are a King but not just any King. No my love you're my King. You give me all I need all that I want. Your lips are hypnotic; they're soft and forever kissable.

Once again our lips meet. As they interlock our tongues wrestle one another. I need this my love. I need you. As our kiss is broken, you help me to my feet just to put me face first into our shower wall. You aren't done with me are you my King? No you aren't not by a long shot. I can feel your hands squeeze, rub, pinch and spread my ass cheeks apart. I feel my body begin to tremble at your touch again. I feel your tender kisses on my ass. The anticipation of what you're about to do to me is driving me insane. You replace your lips with your tongue which sends me into sweet heaven. 

I love feeling your tongue lick my crinkled hole. You're so good at teasing me Daddy. I see you love to make me moan for you. Yes! Fuck my ass with your tongue! I love feeling it slide in and out my ass just like that! You've always liked how I wiggle my ass for you. You are insatiable Daddy! Yes! Yes! Yes! More! I beg you to give me more! My King I'm on fire! Your touch takes me higher! Make me louder please! I continue to claw at our shower wall as you torture me ever so sweetly. You know how to make me weak my King. I can't stand much more of this my love. I feel my orgasm is about to overtake me again. Make me scream! I need you baby! Yesssss Daddy! I'm cumming again! I feel my juices run down my legs. I feel your lips and tongue on my thighs lapping up the remainder of my juices. Oh my God! My King! Thank you so much my love! I needed that!

Now it's time for me your Queen to return the favor.

After finally showering together we head back to our bedroom. Dear God! You look irresistible in just your towel. Come to me baby. I love to watch you walk my love. The moonlight shines so perfectly on you. Come lay down on the bed we share. Let me dry you off and put on your lotion. I slowly rub lotion all over you. I place my focus mainly on your back, legs, arms and chest. Now that you're skin has been properly moisturized, I can get down to the matter at hand. I can now please my King. I'm mesmerized by you my love. I say it to you all the time yes. Yet and still, I don't think you understand the magnitude of my undying devotion to you. 

Nevertheless, it is time for me to prove why I am your Queen.

I gaze at the work of art that is your body. Every bit of you turns me on Daddy. The one thing that turns me on the most about you is your rock hard dick. My pussy always gets wet for your 10.5 inches of pure power. Many a night you've made me tap out because of the unrelenting pounding you'd give my pussy. But, before I can dive for your epicenter I must adorn your body with sweet kisses just like you do me. Starting with your lips I slowly work my way down. I take my time kissing and sucking on your neck. Why? Because I know that's what you like Daddy. I kiss down your collar bone and all across your pretty chest. I love listening to you moan Daddy. Your voice sends me into a trance. Yes, Daddy I hear you I know what you want but you must understand I will be taking my time.

My plan is to torture you as sweetly and slowly as you've done to me tonight. Down your chest I go sucking on your nipples for a few moments. I continue downward until I reach your abs. I take my time and every inch of your 12 pack. I can feel your hands on my shoulders. Yes Daddy I know you want to go lower but I won't. I continue kissing on your abs. I hear the desperation in your breathing and voice. You want it badly don't you Daddy? You are so sexy when you're totally aroused baby. Now it's time to start the show. I've finally arrived to my sweet destination. I am now face to face with your pretty penis. Your manly scent is intoxicating my love. I watch your close your eyes and bite your bottom lip as I take you into my mouth. I taste your sweet pre cum as I start moving my head up and down. I hear you Daddy. Does it feel good baby? Do you like it Daddy? It's good to you isn't baby? Yes that's what I thought.

He's so hard Daddy. I love the raw manly taste of you. I love feeling the veins against my tongue as I guide my head up and down. It's getting stiffer in my mouth as I suck on it with a little more speed Daddy. You love hearing me sucking and slurping on it don't you Daddy? It drives you insane doesn't it? I feel your hands on my neck guiding my head faster up and down your dick. Your orgasm is building I see. I stop sucking you off long enough to let my mouth play with your balls. Sucking, kissing and licking them feverishly, letting them plop in and out my mouth before I return to sucking your shaft.

Yes I hear you Daddy. I know you're about to cum. I want my King to cum for me. I see it on your face my King your orgasm is reaching its peak. Yet, something's holding you back from cumming for me. What is it Daddy? You don't have to hold back my King. Never mind I know what it is. You want me to take your dick deep in my mouth don't you? You want your cum to coat the back of my throat. Consider it done my King. Watch me closely as I take it extremely deep into my mouth baby. Yes that's it Daddy! Call my name as you cum in my mouth. I want to hear that sexy baritone of yours. Let it all out Daddy don't hold back. Empty your balls in my mouth my love. There that's much better Daddy. Don't you feel better now? I hope I haven't worn you out my love because our night of passion is far from over.

I could lay here in your arms for an eternity. I love how you hold me tight when we're going to sleep. I always feel safe in your arms. Before we get to the main event of the evening; I just want to lay here and listen to you breathe Daddy. I want to let my hands rub your chest as I get lost in your eyes and smile. I love listening to your heartbeat baby. I adore when you kiss my forehead Daddy. I love that you aren't afraid to be very affectionate with me. I love your lips Daddy! Kiss me! Let your lips intertwine with mine. Yes Daddy be forceful! Shove that soft wet tongue in my mouth! There he is! There's that monster! Take me Daddy! My body is yours to do with as you please! I love it when you get rough and nasty with me! I want you to grab me, throw me around then fuck me senseless! Yes Daddy! Yes! Grab my hips and force me on top of you! 

Yes my King! Grab my hair as you suck on my neck! I love it Daddy! Yes! Wrap those beautiful arms around me! Make me grind my pussy against your dick. You're such a nasty man! I want you to fuck me now Daddy! Make me tap out! Mmmm! Yes Daddy! Slide it in! I want to feel it against my sweet walls! Ooooh! He's so damn big Daddy! Fuck me please! Fuck me hard! Yes Daddy just like that! Make me ride that fat dick! Ohhhh Jesus yessss!! Fuck me Daddy! Make my ass clap as I bounce up and down on your dick Daddy! Give it to me Daddy! 10.5 inches of raw monstrous power are stretching my pussy out! Give it to me! Fuck me Daddy! I need you! I love that animalistic look in your eyes! Take me Daddy! Yes! Fill my pussy up with that monster dick! Grab my hips Daddy! Make me ride you! I want you to make me scream so bad! 

I need this! I need you! My body is aching for you! I feel it Daddy! I feel my orgasm rising! You feel so good inside me! Oh God! I feel it my King! I'm about to cum and it's all for you! I-I—Yes! I'm cumming and it's just for you my King! God I love to ride you. We're not done are we Daddy? No we aren't! That look in your eyes is so seductively evil Daddy. I go to kiss you but you have other plans for me. Instead of kissing me; you throw me down pinning me between you and the mattress. You are a man possessed! The anticipation of what you're about to do drives me wild. Oooh yess!! Bite my neck! Leave bite marks wherever you please my love. I love seeing you salivate over my breasts. Do they tease you Daddy? You want them don't you? Take them baby. Devour my lovelies as only you can.

I love feeling your warm and wet mouth engulf my nipples as you taste each of my breasts. I want more Daddy! Please don't stop! My body is yours for the taking! Mmmm! Yes! Go lower! I want you to eat my swollen yet well fucked pussy! Please Daddy! I want it so bad! Oh God yes! Feast on my treasure! Make me tremble at your touch! My God! Your tongue Daddy! Devour me please! Yes! Just like that! Jesus yes! Wrap my legs around your neck! Ohhhh yessss! Your tongue feels like heaven to my clit! Good God! Yes Daddy more please! Wrap those beautiful arms around my thighs as your mouth drives me insane! Oh dearest loving God I can't get enough! I feel it Daddy! I'm about to explode once again all thanks to you! Here it comes my King! Ohhhh my sweet Lord! I'm cumming baby! Oh my God! I don't think I can go anymore! You have worn me the hell out!

But that doesn't matter to you does baby? We finish when you say we are finished. Very well my dear we shall continue. You look so damn beautiful with my juices on your face. That look of hunger in your eyes is intoxicating. I know what my King wants. Take it my love. Take the treasure that belongs to you. I just adore your dominant yet loving ways. I love feeling you between my legs. Looking at you lick my juices off your sweet lips puts me in a trance. Are you ready Daddy? Because Lord knows I am! I want you inside me now! But you decide to torture me ever so sweetly instead.

You begin kissing your way up my body. Mmmm! My King why must you tease me so? I know why! You're my King that's why you do this to me. Slowly you kiss and lick my breasts. You savor them like they're the last thing you'll ever have in life. You suck on my nipples like a newborn does to their mother. As you do I run my fingers through your beautiful curly hair. My ever so gorgeous black King you treat me like I'm a black Goddess. Your lips make it back to my neck and collarbone. I love it when you run your tongue along my collarbone, stopping only to place sweet little kisses on my neck every so often. Finally our lips meet and engulf one another once again. Your sweet sensuous kiss overpowers me. You break our kiss because now it's time for the main event of our night. In one fell swoop you grab and spread my legs apart because now is the time where you'll truly take me.

I feel the head of your monster slip inside me. You close your eyes and surge inside my wet snatch causing me to scream. Yes! Take me baby! Fuck me into a sweet oblivion! Pound my pussy like you never have baby! Ohhhh God! Yes!! I wanted this so fucking bad! Make me cum baby! Fuck me please!!! You feel so good inside me! I love hearing the sound my juices make as you pound me senseless! Over and over again you invade my epicenter, not caring if you tear my vaginal walls apart. What most would see as rape I see as sweet love from you to me my King. You slide all the way inside me then pull out completely and slam back inside me. I can't enough! More baby please! Don't stop fucking me!

Yes Daddy!! Flip me over and fuck my ass with the same raw power that you use on my pussy! I love it when you tongue and finger my ass before you fuck it. Mmmmmm! Do it to me Daddy! Drive me fucking insane! Spread my ass cheeks apart and drive your tongue inside my ass! Make me grab our sheets and bite the pillow in front of me. Ooooh I feel your wet warm tongue inside me! Yes Daddy! I love you my King! Keep going baby! Yes! Slide your fingers inside my ass! Mmmm! Leave teeth marks on my ass as you finger fuck my ass! I love that like you wouldn't imagine! I love to feel your fingers twist and pump in and out of my ass. Damn it feels so good! Fuck my ass Daddy! Please put me out my misery Daddy! Jesus! Yes!! Line that fat mushroom head of yours with my crinkled hole!

The anticipation of what you're about to do makes me shiver. That's when it happens. That's when you push your dick deep into my ass and you begin fucking me shitless. In and out you pound my ass without any regard as to whether it hurts me or not. I love it when you do that Daddy! You fuck with this relentless power. Yes Daddy!!! That's it! Just like that! Fuck me hard! Make my pussy soaking wet baby! This is what I live for! Yessss! Make me scream Daddy! Fuck me baby! Grab my hair as you fuck me Daddy! I don't care how much it hurts me I just want to feel you fucking me. I can tell you're close to cumming because your pace quickens. 

Cum for me baby! Flood my ass with your sweet hot seed. Yes that's it my King! Call my name Daddy! I know you're close my love so don't hold back, let it all out Daddy. Mmmmmm! You're gonna make me cum as well baby! Yes I'm so close baby. Just like you I need that one thrust to push me over the edge. That's when it finally happens . You pull all the way out then grab my hips and plunge back in so deep we both holler to the heavens as we cum.

Yes! I needed this! Thank you so much Daddy! I've had so many body rattling orgasms tonight all because of you. I feel your cum deep in my ass as you pull out exhausted from our main event of the evening. I can't move because I'm feeling the aftershock of our last orgasm. So you scoop me up into your arms and hold me close as drift off into sleep.

Goodnight Daddy. I love you.....



I Want You



Chapter one

I was in the middle of moving my things out when Shia got back from his trip out of town. He came into the bedroom where I was having the movers load the last of the boxes.

When he saw me and what I was doing; he dumped his duffel bag onto the floor. He walked over to me, pinned me against the wall, and then barked at me.

"You were just going to fucking leave and not say anything to me."

I didn't respond to him, not wanting to fight, which is why I had waited until he was gone to move my things out. I thought I had another day before he got back home.

"Are you trying to punish me because I'm not ready to get married?" he demanded.

I told him 'no' while meeting his hazel gaze. "I just think that we need some space."

It was the truth and it wasn't. We had been fighting a lot lately. Ever since I had brought up the idea of marriage he had been acting like I was conspiring against him to make it happen, even though he'd told me flat-out that he wasn't ready. 

I'd brought it up because I was ready and I felt that after three years together that he should be ready also. We lived together. We worked together, though not directly. And I was tired of having to keep our relationship on a need-to-know basis. 

This was his idea. His reason; he said, was that I was his subordinate, and he didn't want work to interfere with our personal life. We'd been working together for over a year and no one other than his closest friends knew I even existed in his life.

"Space?" he asked me again, bringing me back into the present. His hazel eyes probed my brown ones deeply. "You moved from Texas to be here in Chicago with me and now you want space?"

"I just don't see what the point in us living together is if we have to keep everything a fucking secret," I snapped.

"You know why that's important, he growled. You want to succeed in the bureau--"

"Yeah, and god forbid anyone finds out you're screwing my black ass," I snapped angrily.

"Fuck you and that bullshit" he yelled, moving away from me, just as the movers came back into the room. There were three of them two black guys and one Hispanic male. Their facial expressions made it look as though they had overheard our conversation.

"Should we come back?" one of them asked.

"No." I answered, firmly.

I moved to leave out of the room after they took the last few boxes. Shia blocked my exit again as I moved to leave.

He walked over to me then picked me up, and slammed the bedroom door. 

"Shia what are you doing?" 

He didn't answer. Instead he undressed the both of 

us. He then fucked me against the door.

Shia was the best lover I'd had in my entire life.

Chapter Two

I bought a tiny little loft. I loved it the first moment that I saw it. I thought it was a perfect fit for me.

My job is in forensics and I was currently a CSIA. I loved my job. Forensics was so much cooler than they made it look on TV. I was never bored at work; pissed off, frustrated at times, but never bored.

Shia was further up the chain of command from me. His title: Assistant Special Agent in Charge ASAC—which means he ran shit. He was in charge of his own teams. He was bad- ass and awesome at what he did. 

We were broken up for less than a month when I was assigned to one of his teams.

I walked into the room where he stood at the podium. His eyes widened fractionally when they laid on me. 

I tried not to swallow my tongue. I hadn't seen him, and I'd dodged his calls for the past three weeks.

One of the guys, I don't know which, called out 'fresh meat' as I entered. Other ones laughed, as I walked into the room. That pissed me off enough to take my nervousness away. 

"Go fuck yourselves" I called out in the direction the sound came from, and then heard a lot of oohs and boos.

A bunch of fucking clowns, I thought, though I didn't smile. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. I probably wouldn't even have to speak to him that often.

"Alright let's calm down," I heard Shia say in his drill sergeant voice that intimidated even me when it wasn't directed at me. The room fell into silence.

I walked over to him and handed him my orders.

He wouldn't look at me, which was fine, I didn't want him to. At least that's what I told myself. 

"Take a seat, and welcome aboard," he told me.

Why this pissed me off, I didn't want to think about for too long. I did know now would be a fine time for him to reassign me due to fraternization policies and what-not, but clearly he wasn't going to do that.

Chapter Three

I met a few people that I liked right away; two agent's senior special agents Desean Phillips and Shasa Ryder, both black guys. There were not very many of us under Shia's command. They sort of took me under their wing and didn't let anyone fuck me with me too bad, but of course they pranked the shit out of me, since I was a newbie.

Whenever they got in house assignments I was always dragged along. I learned a lot in a short time and especially that I loved being in the direct action.

I worked my ass off and stayed out of Shia's way. We'd been back and forth at each other's places for a few months, but then he decided that we should see other people.

Around the same time that I was fully welcomed to the team, he started dating a pretty strawberry-blond from where else, but Texas. She worked in Administration. It hurt me to see them together but I was determined to move on with my life as he obviously had.

With all of my prerequisite hours under my belt I was now official. Desean and took me out to celebrate. I'd also been celebrating the fact that I'd helped to solve my first big case.

Dasean, Shasa, and I all worked well together and of course the other losers we worked with thought that we were having a three way relationship, but then my closest friends and now teammates thought I was gay because I didn't date. Because I had never messed with any of them, all the guys thought I was a closet lesbian.

Celebrating with us were like maybe ten males and six of us women. It was the first time that I wore anything other than jeans or sneakers when hanging out with guys from work. We met at a nightclub. I wore a black leather dress over my slim athletic figure and apple bottom ass. It was form-fitting and short. Along with it I wore five inch Jimmy Choo's. I wore my hair down in the loose curls I'd just had it done in.

I swear these guys acted like they had never seen me before. I ignored all of the tongue wagging and went straight to the bar.

I had the next three days off so I planned to get smashed like I hadn't been since I couldn't remember. I was happy about the small break from work, as well as the break from my thoughts of Shia, and the bitch that was clinging to him every time I turned around.

This club played different types of music and had a largely mixed crowd. I loved dancing and was good enough that I probably could have taught a class on stripping if I wanted to. I had learned to dance by doing it for Shia, a lot.

Before I could pay for my drink Shasa came over and paid for it. He then asked the bartender for four more drinks.

I'd had Tequila before but the guys were buying Herradura, which I had never had. After only my second shot I had no inhibitions left. I'd been having a lot of fun drinking and dancing, letting loose when I spotted Shia walk into the area where we were with a few of his close work associates and friends. The strawberry-blond was with him and dressed somewhat similarly to me. It pissed me off.

An older, sexy song came on, Oobie's I'm so horny. I pulled some random guy, the one who was closest to me, who'd come with Desean and Shasa, onto the dance floor. I moved to the music and even though he wasn't touching me with his hands I could feel how hard he was. I was so intent on what I was doing to him that I didn't even realize that a crowd had accumulated.

I knew that I was too far gone when I backed up into him grinding on his dick, inviting him to touch me with my eyes, teasing him with my lips. 

The next thing I knew I was being snatched away from him. 

Shia dragged me outside where put me into a cab and then got in with me.

He sat across from me in a chair at my tiny 

kitchen table forcing coffee down my throat, after I told him that he could leave.

"Isn't your little girlfriend waiting?" I asked as I puked in the toilet for the third time, and he stood watching me.

He glared down at me. "This is so much better than how we normally spend our nights," he bit out. 

"I'm glad that you decided to leave me. Now I get to fucking babysit." 

"The only reason that you came over there was because you can't stand to see me with someone else. You're fucking selfish," I said to him.

"And you're fucking drunk," he told me.

"I know that. I fucking know that," I said, trying to get my emotions under control.

"So what was I supposed to do just let him take you home and fuck you? All of them?"

"I wasn't going home with anyone and why do you care? What about the blonde bimbo you've been screwing in my bed?-- You know what never mind that," I said angry with myself for asking, for even caring.

I had one hell of a hangover when I woke up wearing Shia's t-shirt and nothing else while lying stretched out across my bed.I found him asleep on the couch. I woke him up.

He brought me his morning after elixir. It worked well enough for me to take a shower and brush my teeth and then he forced me to eat.

When his cell phone rang, he answered it. It was his little girlfriend. I could hear her whiny little voice. He told her that he was on his way, and then smiled at something she said.

It broke my heart. I got up out of my seat then went into my bedroom. I didn't want to see someone else make him happy. 

It also made me angry. I'd wasted four years of my life with him, loving him, and he'd moved on so--quickly. 

***

Chapter Four

I got back to work and suddenly everyone was being extra nice to me. Guys who hadn't noticed me before were trying to talk to me all day long, and then in the days that followed.

By the end of the week Shia put an end to it by calling me Agent Tawny, as in Tawny Kitaen, the infamous video vixen that was doing kick-ass things on the hood of a car in a Whitesnake video, back in the day.

I was mortified so I retaliated, and then we started this back and forth insults, that became the greatest source of entertainment in the meetings.

I got my shots in, but I think he won the war.

One particular morning he asked if I could sign my pinups after work. I made a particularly nasty remark to which he retorted something that got the entire rooms attention.

"Yeah I hate to break it to you, but most of the males in this room prefer blondes to brunettes, even your teammates," he said harshly.

There was silence in the room after that.

Cue the blonde that he was seeing. She 

waltzed into the room with her overly tight uniform on; looking like a cheerleader.

Everyone knew that they were fucking. She was so obvious about it, and he didn't try to hide it; the way he watched her somewhat of an ass when she left the room. I quickly averted my eyes so that I could focus on my notes.

Chapter Five

"So I need a volunteer--"Shia said down on the floor.

Adams shot out of her seat. Her thin, chocolate-

skinned self, made sure to sway her hips on the way down to the mat.

"Alright show me what you got," he told her.

I wondered if this was his way of redeeming himself for the blonde comment last week. Everyone thought he was a racist now, even more than before.

"Alright, Special Agent Nirvana," he said amid chuckles, "get down here."

I was pissed off and sparring with him was the last thing I needed to be doing.

"Show me—

Before he could finish I smacked the shit out of him, and then kicked him in his stomach.

"Oh are we playing dirty? I thought this was a training exercise?" his voice that much deeper.

He grabbed me by my hair.

"The reason that we like the hair shorter around here is because it's easier to take advantage of someone who has their hair within reach."

He let my hair go and then kicked me across the mats. Not very hard, but hard enough that it hurt.

"Next," he said, not bothering to help me up.

"While I'm at it I want to clear up some fucking nasty rumors that I have been hearing around here. I am not now nor have I ever been a fucking racist. And if anybody is bold enough to say it about me behind my back they should be able to say it to my face and we can discuss it.

He glared at me like it was my fault. Everyone in the room probably thought I was saying it.

He continued, "I had to go to some fucking sensitivity training that I don't fucking need just because I am in charge of a bunch of fucking pussies, instead of spending my off days inside my girl. The shit had me so emotional; I think I need to grow my balls back. He took us all outside and made us run one of the toughest obstacle courses from basic training.

"You fucking happy now," he asked me when I walked back into the building doggedly tired, like everyone else. He then made us do push-ups on the mat.

It was supposed to be our weekend off, but training trumps off time in a regular work week.

"This is some bullshit! Why don't you just tell him you said the shit Nichols?" someone yelled out at me.

"It wasn't me; you fucking prick," I yelled back.

"Bullshit," another guy said.

"She said that she didn't say it, so shut the fuck up," Desean countered before I could.

"Everybody shut the fuck up. I know who said the shit, and she knows who said it too. I think we understand each other very well at this point. 

You're all dismissed," Shia spit.

Chapter Six

Shia

"See this is why I didn't want to work with her. It's driving me crazy," Shia said later as he sat with his friend Logan at his place. 

"Just transfer her out," Logan said.

"If I do that she is going to be on everybody's shit list-- so I can't. And, plus, she is a damn good agent. I'd rather let some of these pansy-assed little twits go first."

"Yeah. That and you won't see her anymore," Logan told his best friend. "Just fucking give her the ring."

He flattened his palm against his chest. "No. Because, I'm not ready and no one is going to force me to do some shit I don't want to do yet."

"Then why the fuck did you buy it over two years ago?"

"I was getting used to the idea. I mean eventually 

I want to do the whole thing, but not this fucking minute. I mean--

"Dude, it's just us and believe me; I understand how you feel. So stop with the sweating bullets and stuttering, Logan laughed.

***

Chapter Seven

After that training weekend I realized that, in a way Shia was right, our personal life was also affecting our work relationship. I decided to just swallow the fact that he and I were no longer together, that it was over, and that I needed to be as professional as possible at work. 

I stopped with the snide comments and focused only on my job. I stopped talking to him altogether unless it was necessary.

I spent my first Thanksgiving without him in three years and I felt every bit of lonely. Shia had traded his blonde in for a brunette. I guess he liked her because I heard that he took her home to Texas for the holiday.

I stayed in my apartment eating Chinese takeout.

Chapter Eight

I was in the weight room when he walked in.

He was gorgeous. Even in my downed state, I could see that.

Tall, about 6ft3, caramel colored skin, medium brown eyes.

"Didn't know anyone was in here," he said to me as he walked by, shirtless.

"I'm almost finished, just working out," I told him trying to avoid staring.

"I'm SCIC William Conlyn .I just transferred in," 

he said as stood in front of me. He pulled a t-shirt from his waist band and pulled it on over his head.

"Oh uh, special agent-- I'm Nia," I told him.

"That's cool. I knew you were fairly new; I was just trying to impress you with my title since you couldn't take your eyes off me when I walked in the door."

"I do believe you have that the other way around," 

I told him with a smile.

"Yeah. Maybe I do," he smiled back.

"So hey, since were alone this late, why don't we go out and grab a bite to eat?"

We ate at the cheesecake factory in jeans and t-shirts.

"Are you always so cocky and arrogant?" I asked, as every woman in the room stared at him, and he noticed.

"Have my eyes strayed from you once?" he asked me.

"No, I told him but--"

"Good, he interrupted-- you've been paying attention."

Will explained to me that he was, single and looking. I told him I was newly single, and not sure that I was over my last relationship enough to date yet.

We became fast friends. We hung out together a lot. He came around like the rest of the guys. 

We spent Christmas together. He had this tiny little tree. The two of us made dinner. It was nice.

On New Year's Eve night I said yes to him and he told me that we could go as slow as I wanted.

Naked; I lay back on his soft, comfortable, and yet unfamiliar bed. I felt a lot of different things as he came down between my thighs. 

I loved everything about the way that he smelled, felt, and tasted.

His strokes inside of me were long and deep. I was as wet as the ocean as he moved in and out of me like he had done it a hundred times before.

When I came, I grasped his back and head. It was me who threw my pussy back on him. I was coming so deeply; I wanted to swallow all of it. I hadn't felt that in a very long time; too long.

Will made me feel a myriad of emotions, but it was good being with him. He was a good friend, and even better lover.

I didn't want anyone to know about us being together at work. Even though he questioned it, he relented and told me he would go along with what I felt.

We opted to maintain that we were friends.

Chapter Nine

"How was your break?" Shia asked me, when I saw him back at work after the New Year.

"Great. How was yours? I heard you took your girlfriend home to Texas again, must be getting serious."I tried to smile. It must have worked.

"Yeah. I took someone home," he said shrugging. 

"Can we talk?" he asked me. 

"About what?"

"You and me."

"I don't think that's necessary," I answered him.

"Why not?"

"I like the way things have been at work. Space has really been good for us."

I walked past him, and into the briefing.

Chapter Ten

*William*

Will sat with the guys at one of their regular hangout spots. The pub was pretty full that night. They all sat at the bar.

"So what do you think Desean?" asked William "Is she a lesbian or what?"

"A lesbian? Nah I didn't get that vibe."

"I did," Tracy said, "She's a lesbian. Women do not turn me down. I mean look at me," the blonde haired, blue eyed Adonis stated conceitedly.

"Would you hit it though?" Channing asked Will, ignoring Tracy's early state of inebriation.

William took a drink of his beer as he shrugged. "I might," he answered.

***

Chapter Eleven

People started arriving something like four hours before the game started. There were more people than I had anticipated that showed up to my superbowl party; but after a while I stopped being concerned. We had enough food and drinks, and everyone was having fun. It also might have been the jello shots I'd partaken of.

I was in festive mood. I wore a referee shirt and shorts, knee-high matching socks and heeled sneaks. I wore a hat and had a whistle around my neck.

"If I had known what this was I wouldn't have brought a date," William told me as he pulled me down onto his lap, as I was about to walk by him. He was sitting on the living room couch.

Before he could toss back his scotch; I took the glass. "You have had enough," I told him.




I Want You



"Nah. I don't think I've had nearly enough," he said his hand moved slowly up my thigh.

We were both looking down at his hand make its way up my skirt when the door opened; and in walked Shia and his friends.

His eyes landed on me just as I lifted my head. 

Our eyes connected.

Shia looked like he was ready to kill someone while I just stared at him unable to move.

"Get the fuck up," he barked at me, getting the attention of everyone in the room.

I got up off of William's lap.

William stood up. "You don't have to get up," he told me," as he pulled me into him

"You're fucking him?" Shia, based at me. He rushed towards us...

The two of them ending up breaking my coffee table. They practically destroyed my living room.

Logan and a few other guys finally ushered Shia out of the house, while Will's friends were in the kitchen with him.

I felt horrible. I didn't know what the hell to do.

Shia came back into the living room. I'd just finished yelling at his friends to get him the fuck out.

"Come upstairs and talk to me right now," he based at me.

We went to my bedroom and closed the door.

"So you're a fucking whore now, letting some guy feel you up on your couch in front of god and everybody?"

"Why do you care, when you've been fucking everything in a skirt?"

"Everything in a fucking skirt doesn't belong to me," he growled.

"I don't belong to you. And, it's been almost a year, Shia."

"I didn't ask you to move out," he yelled.

"And you didn't ask me to stay either," I yelled back.

"You said you wanted space, your own space."

"Five minutes after I complain to you because were still not married after three years of being together? Shia, are you fucking serious?"

"I can't believe--that you did that. I have to work with those guys."

"I work with them too. Do you think I want to hear about how some guy had his hand up your fucking skirt at a super bowl party?" 

"And yet you fuck random women, tape it, and then show it to the same guys."

"I told you that I had nothing to do with that," he gritted.

"Well at least he knows what he wants, and isn't ashamed of the way he feels for me."

"Ashamed of you? Please don't start with the bullshit," he backed me into the door.

"No you need to leave Shia." I told him. 

"Why so you can invite him up here, make him feel better, like you did me three fucking nights ago? Does he know how I fucked you and came in every fucking hole you have? I hope the motherfucker hasn't kissed you or ate your pussy or licked your tits. Where the fuck did I not cum on you the other night, that's probably the better question?

"You need to leave," I told Shia again.

"Make me." He retorted.

He pushed me back onto my bed. He had my panties down and was in between my thighs in two minutes. 

While he pumped two fingers into my already slickening pussy, he held my hands above my head.

I moaned his name as he entered me.

"Whose pussy is this?" he growled near my ear as he fucked me deeply.

"Y-yours," I moaned.

"I can't fucking hear you," he said to me. He began to move harder and faster.

"It's yours Shia," I yelled, as I began to come.

"All Mine?" he asked.

"Yesss." My body continued to shake as he pulled his dick out of me. He came on my stomach.

He lay on his back in the bed pulling me so that I lay half on top of him.

I didn't want to think about going downstairs. I could hear that the game was on, so I knew that everyone had heard us.

"You moving back home? You're going to marry me?" he asked me bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Wha--what?"

My answering machine chose that moment to come on. Will's deep voice spoke.

"I'm not going to lie, the fact that he's there and I'm not; I'm feeling this shit deeply Nia. I honestly don't know what it could be," he chuckled harshly. "I know he isn't fucking you better than me. Honestly; I think I'm ready for you get over your little attachment to the memories of the first love of your life. Call me when he leaves. I don't care what time it is."

Will's words ripped through my chest like shrapnel. I felt completely torn. I also knew that Shia waited on my answer. I didn't have one to give him. Not one that he wanted to hear.



I Want You



I woke up this morning thinking about you. Just a fleeting thought at first, wondering what you were doing at that very moment.

As I started to get ready for the day, however, you crept back into my thoughts in a more urgent, insistent manner. Almost demanding my attention, if thoughts have that capability?

Work. What a struggle to stay focused on seemingly trivial tasks when all I can focus on is the touch of your skin against mine, your beautiful, beautiful skin...

Minutes seem like hours (days!), but eventually I am able to pull away from this world, soon to be lost in yours. Unfortunately, I know all too well that the reversal in time perception will soon be upon me: hours will pass in mere seconds when I am in your presence.

When finally I do see you, you greet me with that smile - the smile that opens the window of your desire for me. In your eyes, you speak volumes that need no words; it is clear that you have been anticipating my touch as much as I have yours. We are both tempted to quickly tear our clothes off, but I slow us down for a moment to savor the lingering desire and anticipation of things to come...

I kiss you gently at first, your neck, your cheek, your forehead, all while holding you close to me - even as we are fully clothed, the heat between us (and my increasing state of arousal) is palpable. I feel you begin to move against me, slowly grinding and rubbing your body against mine...

You are more than ready after this all-too-brief warmup, but I pull back a half step and look deep into your eyes instead of tearing off your clothes, right here in the kitchen.

I want you to see how much I desire you, how deep that desire is within me. Even though we are a few inches apart, the overwhelming urge to connect intimately pulls us at our cores.

You catch your breath for only a moment before taking my hand to lead me to the bedroom, but again, I pull back, resisting your gentle tug. You give me a puzzled look, knowing how much we want each other at that moment. I just smile back and say, "not yet."

Your eyes quickly transition from puzzled to mild frustration at being refused a second time. Carefully observing your body language, your breathing, the urgent nature of your motions turns me on so much... being desired at that depth.

Knowing that I had better not press my luck, I let the smile on my lips widen before saying, "now, I'm ready... You?"

As we walk through the living room, on our way to the bedroom, your pace is far quicker than normal, so urgent!

I don't want to rush a moment, wishing to savor you completely, slowly, deeply, so I reach ahead to you and stop you by putting both of my hands on your waist.

This brings you to a stop in the middle of the room and allows me to take one last step, placing me right behind you... my arms encircle you from behind and I lower my head so that I can kiss the back of your neck and your ear.

I breathe you in and your scent is absolutely intoxicating! For all of my efforts to delay I now find myself so filled with desire that I can scarcely contain it. It has gone beyond want at this point, now I need you...

I whisper in your ear, "I ache for you, I NEED you..."

As we cross the threshold into the bedroom, it becomes readily apparent as to why you were so interested in moving in this direction - I can see the shimmering light reflecting off of the water in the jacuzzi tub, back in the master bath. You've drawn a bath, and we need to enjoy it while it's hot!!

This is turning out even better than I had initially planned! I had no idea that you were thinking of an intimate encounter tonight, as was I... Now I GLADLY let you lead me back to the bathroom, each of us shedding items of clothing as we go, until we are both completely naked.

I take a moment before we step into the tub to just marvel at your beautiful body... I love to see you naked and aroused, thinking of me. Your face is flushed, your breathing intense, and your nipples are already so hard, it is everything I can do to keep from taking you right there on the bathroom floor. However, I am desperately in need of the relaxation that I know a good soak will bring, so I step into the tub and slowly lower myself into the steamy water before turning on the jets. I love that you sit across the tub from me at first, so that we can merely relax and look into each other's eyes. Although we don't speak aloud, our expressions communicate volumes... you know my needs, and I yours, and since we have no agenda for the evening, my plan is to take as long as necessary to make this an incredible experience for both of us. As I lay my head back and enjoy the jets of water all over my body, I feel your hand slowly moving up my thigh - this commands my attention, and when I look at you, I see that you have apparently had your fill of laying back and relaxing in the tub. That urgent, needful look is back in your eyes, and this time, you are not to be put off.

Before you even touch me, I'm nearly fully erect, but at the first grazing touch, I become instantly hard. You have that effect on me, I've never been able to resist. You know exactly how much pressure to apply in your grip, and your slow stroke, even with the friction introduced by the water of the tub, arouses me so much!

It isn't fair that you are touching me and I have not yet begun my attention to your body, so I take your hand from my hardness and spin you around in the tub, so that your back is against my front. This allows me to again encircle you with my arms, stroking those beautifully hard nipples... they could cut glass! They are so sensitive that I hear you gasp as I draw my fingertips across them...

It only takes a moment of this before I need to touch your clit - I know it has to be swollen and ready for some love by this point. However, as I slide my hand down your breasts and stomach, you grab my hand to stop me and say, "Take me to bed and FUCK me..."

How could I resist an invitation like that?!?

Oh GOD I'm ready to explode I am so absolutely turned on right now! We quickly step out of the tub and I begin to towel you off, gently. 

The urgency in me is screaming to just grab you and take you, but I want to fight that as long as possible - the anticipation is still building within me. I continue to dry you until you notice me shivering, just a little. You grab my towel and drape it over my shoulders at first, trying to dry my hair, shoulders, and chest all at once. I'm enjoying this immensely and you continue to dry my chest and back, slowly rubbing the towel across my skin.

As you move the towel down to my legs, I feel your mouth on me, drawing me in. I was NOT expecting that, and I give a slightly startled gasp in response. You simply look up at me, smiling, yet not relinquishing your grip on me. I know that I will get a chance to repay you in kind momentarily, so I just tilt my head back and enjoy the sensation of your gentle but firm stroke, coupled with the exquisite pleasure to be found when you draw your teeth across the head of my cock - not a bite, per se, just enough friction to send waves of pleasure through the plethora of nerve endings to be found in my increasingly sensitive erection. 

Oh, so good, I grab your hair at the back of your head and pull you off of me, before you take me all the way there - not yet, baby! I pull you up from your kneeling position, and you brush your body against me the entire way up. I feel those beautifully hard nipples rub against my body as you stand up, and I know what that does to you... I hear you moan just a little, affirmation that you are ready for us to take this to the next level - I wouldn't call it a run, but we move very quickly from the bathroom to the bedroom!

We climb into bed and I waste no time sliding on top of you - you grab me as if you are going to put me inside you immediately, but I pull back. I remind you that I need a chance to pay you back for getting me hard and wet in the bathroom and that puts a blissful smile on your lips. Those lips seem to be the perfect place to start, so I kiss you gently. As you begin to respond, kissing me back deeply, I pull away again, only to resume kissing you on your neck and ear lobes. You are so hot, I can feel it on your skin!

I spend only a few moments on your neck before I kiss my way down your body - it is no surprise to either of us when I end up stuck for a few moments on your gorgeous breasts. I simply cannot help myself, and need to suck your nipples, moving from one to the other, keeping each fully erect in turn. Yet somehow I find the will to continue on eventually, and I begin kissing down your stomach to your wet, waiting pussy...

From the first lick across your clit, it is obvious that you are not going to last long here - in fact, I'm very hopeful that you'll have a NUMBER of orgasms this evening! I love to take this slowly, using the tip of my tongue for a lick or two, followed by a deeeep lick that makes you shudder just a bit. Mmmmmm... I hear you calling my name - that turns me on so much! I look up your body and see you looking into my eyes - sometimes I forget how much you love to watch as well! We continue like this for only another moment or two before I feel you coming - your entire body tenses and contracts, and you SCREAM my name at this point!! I truly love getting you off with only my tongue... Now, we can finally get started! ;-)

I slide up your body, letting the moisture from my skin mix with yours - spreading the sweat and natural lubricant everywhere. Oh, there will be some laundry to do, that's for certain!

As I bring myself up to your eye level, you have spread your legs with your knees up, ready for me to immerse myself in the hot and exceedingly wet area that your pussy has become. I am MORE than ready by this point, and yet I somehow find the will to tease just a bit further - instead of penetrating you immediately, I keep myself propped up on my arms and teasingly rub my hard cock over your clit. Each pass like this spreads more of your wetness on me until finally I plunge into you. 

Long, slow, deep strokes. The entire time, I look deep into your eyes and see the passion that fills not only your body, but your entire being at this point. You WANT me in a way that knows no limits, that transcends the mere physical - because of our deep and intense emotional and psychological connection our physical love is truly profound in nature. Each thrust feels better than the next, and I quickly feel as if I am getting a little too close - you're not quite there yet.

This allows me the opportunity to slow things down even further - nearly excruciatingly so. I move so slowly within you that you are finally moved to speak aloud, wondering what is going on... Instead of responding, I continue moving in and out of you so slowly that we can feel each and every nerve ending individually - where my body tingles, yours responds. We communicate chemically through hormones, but also through the electricity that passes between us as we move.

Just when I feel as if you've had enough (I feel you begin to grow a little restless), I decide to shake things up a bit. I can feel you move as if you want to roll me over and ride me (a favorite for the two of us), but instead, I grab your wrists and pin you back down on the bed. For the briefest of moments, I catch a glimmer of surprise in your eyes. Not fear, for you know that I would never truly hurt you, but just a hint of shock that I would take charge in such a commanding way.

You feign a struggle for a moment, until you realize that I am truly holding you down - then you work a bit harder to try to free yourself. The entire time, I am increasing the pace of my thrusting, and your hips belie the true nature of your struggle - you ENJOY the fact that you are taken out of your normal role in life of "being in charge." Now when I look into your eyes, I see nothing but pure bliss as I feel us both building to a beautiful conclusion.

You are so incredibly wet, each balls-deep thrust leaves me drenched - your juice is running down your thigh to the bed, soaking the sheets... Your moans start softly, telling me you are getting close - THANK GOD because I don't know how much longer I can last. This feels SO GOOOOD I wish I could fuck you forever! Louder you moan, faster we fuck together until finally we both reach orgasm simultaneously. I fill you and feel you shudder beneath me as the waves of pleasure wash over you... Oh GOD baby, thank you so much, that was fucking incredible!!