0 comments/ 9294 views/ 2 favorites Controlled by Desire By: Piper_Halliwell Kierra walked up to the vehicle that had come to a halt. The window rolled down slowly revealing a dark haired, handsome man. Clean shaven with tantalizing cologne, his eyes scanned her up and down. "Get in." he said firmly but calmly. Without a word she obeyed his command. She slid into the back seat of the silver corvette, feeling the coolness of the leather against her exposed legs. Her red satin skirt barely covered her in a seated position. Her mid-drift showed slightly below her white blouse trimmed with lace, the sheer fabric revealing her silk, black bra beneath. Her hair was curled and pinned above her neck. Her vivid, red pumps completed the sexy ensemble. They drove off, neither speaking for ten full minutes. The man had been stealing glances in the rear view mirror... and she had been doing the same. His sparkling blue eyes full of desire... her soft hazel eyes staring back curiously. It was she who broke the silence... "May I ask where we're going?" she said. "Somewhere quiet, secluded....." He trailed off, eyeing her deviously in the mirror. She tilted her head slightly, her curiosity unquenched. "Are you scared?" he smirked. "No." she said truthfully. She knew she should be, had every right to be terrified. This strange man she'd never seen before had picked her up and was taking her to a far off, deserted place. He could be planning to rape her, beat her, or even kill her. And yet, she wasn't afraid at all. In fact she was rather excited. Something in his eyes told her that he had no intention of harming her... unless it pleased her. He snickered slightly with a very mischievous smile as though he could read her mind. A few moments later he pulled off the road and into a dirt driveway lined by trees. It was difficult for Kierra to determine where she was in the black of night. She knew they must be outside of town and obviously in a wooded area. As he shifted gears to park, he turned to make direct eye contact and said, "stay here" in that same tone he had when he ordered her into the car. He opened his door and stepped out, walking around to the back of the car. She heard the trunk pop open and watched in the side mirror as he shut the trunk and made his way to her door. She noticed he was carrying a few feet of rope. At the sight of this her heart rate increased. He opened her door and ordered her to get out. After shutting the door behind her, he turned her so that she was facing the car. His strong arms pushed her against the corvette as he reached for her wrists and tied them behind her back. She felt him pause as he ran his hands up her body, sliding them across her breasts. He then turned her around to face him, his lips intensely close to hers. He guided her forward and led her deeper into the woods, keeping her in front of him so that she couldn't see his face. He could tell her curiosity was driving her crazy. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked, not expecting a direct answer. "I'm going to please you like you've never been pleased before. Numerous men have paid you to do things to them, to please them, give them what they want. Tonight I'm going to give you what you want, what you need." He leaned close to her ear, still behind her, and whispered "I know what you want." He untied her wrists and turned her around so they were face to face. "Now take down your hair." She did as she was told and her blonde, curled hair bounced around her circular face. He stared into her eyes for a long moment. He then placed his strong hands on her shoulders and pushed her against a tree. There happened to be a branch right above her head. He moved her hands to the branch and tied them to it. Kierra looked up at her now bound hands and then at the man who had managed to excite her from the moment he rolled down his window. What was it about him that made her feel so alive and so carefree? He noticed the look in her eye that begged to know what was next. In answer he stepped forward and slid his hands along the outside of her shirt until he could cup her breasts. She sighed pleasurably and closed her eyes. "Nice blouse..." he paused, "I'll buy you a new one." Before she could question him he had ripped it down the middle, exposing her black bra and heaving chest. She gasped at the suddenness and he began kissing the space between her breasts. He worked his way up to her neck and whispered in her ear "how do you feel?" She let out a sigh again before replying with desire in her voice "highly aroused... I want to touch you." She struggled to free her hands above with no success. "You're not allowed to, at least not yet. I only get to touch you... any way I wish..." he trailed off as he smiled so close to her lips and straddled her against the tree. His dick pressing against her through his pants. "mmm..." she moaned tilting her head back slightly and trying to rub herself against him. He then stepped back and grinned at her helpless body aching to be touched. "what are you doing?" she asked desperately. "Controlling you" he said deviously. "I want you" she said. "Is that all? Then we have only begun..." He stepped towards her and ran his hands up her legs, across her thighs slipping them beneath her skirt. His eyes never left hers and her breathing increased more. He felt for her panties and raised her skirt so he could see. "Lace; very nice. Black does look good on you." She squirmed, unable to remain still in her excitement. Since her legs were free she began to wrap them around him, intending to pull him close, but he stopped her by gripping her thighs firmly. "No no no, you're not allowed to do that." He pushed her legs back down, running his hands up the length of them back to her panties. He slowly began to pull them down. He could smell her excitement. "Still aroused my dear?" "God yes." She said. "Please, please let me feel you." "That's right, Kierra, beg for it. You're making progress." "What do you mean by that?" "Oh you'll see... or rather feel..." he trailed off as he drew near her and kissed her lips briefly. She leaned in as far as she could to try and keep her lips locked with his but she was too confined. He smiled and placed his hands on her waste. She moaned as he slid them to her back, up to her shoulders. He then unhooked the bra while kissing her cleavage. She shivered slightly from pleasure. He then reached up and untied her hands, only to remove the bra, and then re-tied them again. "How are you feeling?" he asked her. "mmm, I want you so bad, please I want more." "You want more? You have to earn more." "How? I'll do anything, just tell me." She said in desperation. A grin crossed his lips as he said "Anything?" "yes, anything" "Good girl, we're getting closer" "Closer to what?" He didn't even answer her this time. He just stepped forward and gripped her hips tightly and pushed himself against her. "Ohhh mmm" she moaned loudly pushing against him hard as she could. He looked deep into her eyes before saying, "now wrap those legs around me." She didn't hesitate for a second and pulled him to her. He had unzipped his pants and she could now see his bare cock. He slid his hands beneath her thighs and gripped them tightly, pushing against her skirt. "I want to kiss you, to feel you, I want you inside me," She said in exasperation. He laughed demonically as he said "is that all?" His laugh and tone of voice drove her wild. "Please, please yes" He pulled back so he could slide a hand up her skirt and ran his hand across her pussy. She was so wet by now. "Oh God, yes! More!" He plunged his fingers into her and felt her pussy tighten. She was dripping now. He quickened his pace but then slowed down and stepped back. "No." she gasped "No what?" he questioned. "I want it, I need it." He smiled in a way so devilishly. "That's more like it my dear. What do you need?" "I need you inside me, fucking me... oh please" she begged. "That's right baby, you need it. This is what you've wanted, what you have craved. To be taken control of, pleasured..." He stepped forward and pulled her skirt violently down. He untied her hands and pinned her to the tree. He positioned his dick right against her pussy lips, his hands on her thighs to control her and keep her from pushing into him. Her arms wrapped around him as well as her legs, kissing him passionately. Her white blouse was torn but still hanging on her. "Now! I need it now!" she moaned. Upon that he plunged his hard dick into her soaking wet pussy. She cried out in pleasure as he began sliding in and out of her. As they made their way around the tree he pulled her down to him, on a blanket she had not noticed before. He climbed on top of her and began fucking her faster as her nails dug into his back and her legs curled around him. "Oh yes, oh yes, yes yes!" She screamed, knowing no one would hear her. An animal like growl escaped from him as the intensity increased. Both were sweating in the intensity and so close to climaxing. Her hands gripped his ass tightly, their pelvis's crashing together, and as her nails dug in, he couldn't hold it any longer. His load erupted inside of her and the warmth felt so amazing in her body as she began to shake uncontrollably making indescribable noises. And their bodies shook as one until he collapsed on top of her, kissing her lips. They continued kissing as she said between breaths "I did need this." to which he replied "This was only round one of what you need." He grinned and began kissing her again until they both fell peacefully asleep together, smiles on both of their faces. Controlled by Desire All seemed well. I had just graduated college and returned home for the summer to find work. I had a good education, lots of job offers, a loving family, and a beautiful girlfriend, it seemed I was living the perfect life. My girlfriend, Liz, was smart and beautiful. She had a dark hair she wore back and a tight little body. She worked out and kept in good shape. Her face and smile where flawless. She had dark green eyes and a perfect little button nose. She was more driven and motivated then I would ever be, always working on bigger and better things, and I knew she was going to be very successful in whatever she decided to do. She was polite and sophisticated, if a little quiet in public. I knew she was smoking hot, and that most guys would do almost anything to be with her, so I proudly paraded her around as my girlfriend, glad to have such a great piece of eye candy attached to my arm. She was the perfect model girlfriend, and it made complete logical sense to be with her. Logical, because she satisfied my needs in life, if not in the bedroom. I'm forgetful, she remembers everything. I can't cook, she loves making delicious meals every night. When I'm sick, she takes care of me. I can also drink and smoke too much and she keeps me in line. She's in charge of our finances and paying our bills on time. We complimented each other well and the relationship was very equal. Our relationship just seemed to make sense, and I loved her for it. My only problem was the sex side of things. Its not that we didn't have sex, we had quiet a bit actually, and I suppose the sex was never bad. Even if it was, bad sex is still better then everything else. Her tight body was nice, but I LOVED curves....nothing turned me on as much as big round tits and a nice big booty. A lot of my friends would make fun of me for liking slightly "chubby" girls, but as long as the extra fat was generously proportioned on their tits and ass I couldn't mind less. The other problem was a lack on initiative and skill on Liz's part. If I was horny, she would lay on her back and let me pound her until we both orgasmed. We did doggy style a few times if she was drunk or it was my birthday, but for the most part it was plain, normal missionary. Now, I take a lot of pride in my large cock, lasting ability, and general sexual performance. In the past I had lots of amazing sex when I had an equal in bed with me. My first girlfriend in high school, Heather, could deliver the most mind-melting orgasm when she rode me, so much so that I would almost always pass out after cumming inside her. Me and Heather weren't compatible in any other way though. She was really quite naive and I pretty much dominated every aspect of the relationship other then in the bedroom. I also knew she could never take care of herself, she hated working and doing chores. When it came time for me to go to college, she stayed home to live with her parents and do nothing with her life. I knew we had to split. The years passed and I had almost entirely forgotten about Heather, except when she would drunk dial me telling me how much she missed me. She would talk dirty sometimes, asking me if I missed her big tits and round ass as much as she missed my huge cock. I consider myself somewhat of a gentleman so I would politely tell her that I was with Liz now and I loved her very much. I wasn't sure if Heather bought it, but I was glad she couldn't see the size of the erection in my jeans. It was a night during my first weekend back home from college. All my old friends gathered at my buddy's apartment for a homecoming celebration. They asked me to DJ so I brought over my laptop and mixer to play for a while. However, Liz was with me and she didn't know any of my friends so I forced to abandon my post at DJ at keep her company. The night was fun, but I definitely had a few too many drinks. I remember Heather walking in late, I also remember that Liz caught me starring on more then one occasion, because, as drunk as I was, I remember that Heather was looking absolutely sexy as fuck. She noticed I was with Liz and never came over to introduce herself, which I suppose is a good thing considering Liz had no idea who she was and I didn't want any problems. At the very end of the night, the last thing I remember is Liz dragging me by the hand out of the party to drive me home. Everything was so fuzzy, and I might have made it up, but I seemed to remember Heather looking at me the way a lion looks at a gazelle as I was stumbling out. I thought I recalled her leaning forward to give me a glance of those awesome tits and blowing me a kiss behind Liz's back, but I might have dreamed it once I passed out in my bed. I woke up the next morning with a terrible headache and the biggest morning erection of my life. I couldn't even roll over because my rock hard dick was pointing straight at the ceiling. I was so horny I tried to wake Liz up for little morning sex. Bad Idea. She immediately started yelling at me, telling me I was a pig and that I drink too much. I didn't know where it was all coming from until she said. "I bet you were dreaming about that big-titted bitch at the party last night, you were practically drooling over her." OF COURSE! Memories of the previous night came back, if only hazily. I definitely remembered Heather being there but not much else. I told Liz to calm down and assured her I was just drunk last night and that no girl was beautiful as she was. She seemed satisfied and rolled back over to go to sleep. I got out of bed, went to check my email and nurse my hangover....and possibly hop on literotica.com to relieve the massive erection. It was then that I remembered I had left my laptop at the party. FUCK, I really needed to check my email because I was waiting for responses from several potential employers. I decided to drive to my buddy's place and grab some coffee on the way to help the hangover. I explained to Liz where I was going and she grunted that she understood and rolled back over in bed. I grabbed my keys on the way out the door, as hungover and horny as I can remember being. When I got to my buddy's place, my hangover was starting to subside. He answered the door and invited me in. We bullshitted for a while, smoked a joint and watched Sportscenter, talking about whatever the hell had happened the night before. "Dude, it was great catching up, but I really just came to grab my computer and DJ equipment." I said, as I remember why I came in the first place. "Wait, I thought Heather was going to drop it off at your place?" "Heather? Like, my Ex-Girlfriend Heather?" "That's the one." "Took my laptop and DJ equipment?" "Yeah." "Well why the fuck would you let her do that?" "I dunno, she said she was gonna drop it off at your place last night." I was perplexed. I muttered some goodbyes and walked back out to my car. I left my friends place confused, but less hungover. I started calling Heather as soon I was in the car. "Hello?" "Hey its me, did you take my laptop from the party last night?" "(Giggling) Can you be more specific? I know so many me's" "Dammit Heather I need my fucking laptop." "(More Giggles) Ok, calm down. I was gonna drop it off last night, you know, on the way home. I drive right past you're house and thought I would be doing you a favor, asshole." "Well you didn't drop it off, so it was a shitty favor." "I just forgot, I was just as drunk as you. Besides, I didn't want to cause any problems with the new girl....she seems nice" "I don't want to get into this with you. I just want my laptop." "What's the magic word?" "Ugh...please" "That's a good boy. I'm at my place with your stuff, come over and grab it if you want." "Thanks, I'll be right over." The drive gave me a lot to think about. At first, I thought she was just trying to be a bitch. She was immature like that....totally something she would do. Then again, maybe she was telling me the truth. Maybe she planned on dropping it off, doing me a favor, and then thought better of it. She was certainly nice to not cause any tension between Liz and herself last night at the party. If she wanted to cause a problem she could of done it right in front of Liz at the party I decided. I felt assured as I pulled into the drive way, but my heart was certainly beating very fast. I remembered the look she gave me at the party the night before and had to take some deep breathes to calm down. I adjusted my shorts so my partial hard on wouldn't be noticeable and walked to her door. When she answered the door, it took all my strength to keep my jaw from dropping. HEATHER LOOKED UNBELIAVABLE! She had long brown hair and a seductive smile on her face. She had on enough make up to bring out the beauty in her green eyes and round cheeks. She had put on a little weight but damn did it suit her well. Her tits were bulging out of her plain white tank top, mountains of flesh and valleys of cleavage were visable. She wore a pair of tan yoga pants that I remembered made her ass look great. I also seemed to remember that I would always tell her how much I loved those pants. I was getting skeptical of her motives, but all I had to do was get my laptop and get out of there. Heather, on the other hand, looked cool as a cucumber. She smiled as she saw me take in her whole beautiful body. "Coming?" She asked seductively, and beckoned me to follow her into the house. I couldn't help but watch her ass sway and jiggle up the stairs. Damn! Those pants might have got a little tighter but it was getting my dick harder then ever. Calm down, I told myself. I was only wearing shorts and I obviously didn't want Heather to see me with a hard-on. You're just here to get your shit, I told myself. That's all. Liz is at home laying in you're bed. I felt a little more in control but still slightly turned on. When we got in her room, she immediately sat at her desk and grinned at me like I was a cute child. My stuff was right in front of her on the desk. "So how have you been?" She asked. "Fine. You?" I said dismissively, reaching for my stuff. "I've been absolutely wonderful! I just lay around all day and eat whatever I want. I don't have to work...I just do whatever I want to do." "Good to know you haven't changed then." "Oh, I've changed plenty. Haven't you noticed that my tits have gotten bigger since highschool? My ass a little rounder? I saw you starring when I opened the door so I assumed you noticed." I was starting to get nervous now. And turned on! I had to play it cool. "No, I don't think I did." I said it a little too quickly, looking away from her as I said it. I grabbed my mixer and turntables first and immediately walked them out to the car. That was too close, I thought. I don't know how she got in my head like that. Heather used to be very ditsy, so I was able to run the show and control our relationship. This new Heather seemed to by purposely pressing my buttons. I had never felt so vulnerable! My heart was pounding, but I could not deny that I had never been more turned on in my life. I threw my stuff in the car and swallowed hard. Don't let her get to you man, she's just playing games! I took some deep breathes and readjust the bulge in my shorts before walking back inside to get my laptop, feeling as nervous as ever. When I walked back in Heather's room she was sprawled out across her bed, with my laptop open in front of her. She was on her stomach with her back arched, giving a perfect view of her heavy tits as gravity pulled them downward. I would have appreciated the view more if Heather wasn't starring into the screen of my open laptop. "What are you doing?" I asked nervously. "Oh you know, browsing the internet. Very interesting history you got here." She looked up and looked me dead in the eyes, a coy look on her face "I swear, you better not have looked at my history!" "Spend a lot of time on porn sites huh? Especially ones with really curvy girls dominating timid young men. A couple light femdom sites in there too. You must spend a lot of time thinking about sex. Does the tiny-titted bitch not satisfy you?" "That enough! Give me my computer back!" "I will.....but first.... who is Homer Vargas? You spend a lot of time reading his stories, don't you?" BUSTED! I couldn't find the words to speak. I could feel my face blushing hard. "I....I....dunno" I said, looking around the room, desperate for escape.. "You don't know his stories? Well, I've been reading them and they are quite fascinating. The usually involve a beauty curvy women who seduces a young man against his will. She uses her large tits to sap his will and mind-blowing sex to control him. Then she gets the perfect man eating out of her hand, and pussy, and he gets all the dominating sex he ever wanted. The make lots of babies and take care of each other, deeply in love, happily ever after! Is that the kind of thing you beat off too?" "Heather, that's private!" I couldn't believe this was happening. My sexual fantasies being used to mock me! I had to regain control. I couldn't let her do this to me! "Just give me my fucking laptop back." I said, mustering what little forcefulness I had left in my scared body. "Ok, just one more question. Then I promise I'll give your laptop back. But you have to answer truthfully." "Ok" I said, feeling a little relieved. "You said you didn't notice that my tits got bigger, and my ass got rounder. But I think you're lying to me, you naughty boy. So, truthfully, does my body look better then ever? Did you notice how nice my titties look? Admit you've been drooling over my body since I opened the door." She stood up and leaned forward, giving me an extra good view of those luscious breasts. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help but stare. I knew I was getting hard but there was nothing I could do about it. I just had to hope she didn't notice. "Answer me." She said sternly. "Fine, I was looking at your tits. I'm sorry!" I knew I shouldn't admit it but even now I couldn't look away. "Good boy. See, that wasn't hard. (Giggles) I don't want you to be sorry, in fact I want you to keep looking." She was slowly coming closer to me. No matter how hard I tried to look away I couldn't! She was peeling off her tank top and I had to see those knockers in just a bra. I felt helpless but so turned on as she pulled the tank top over her head. Her breasts looked so enormous and round pushed up in a light blue lacy bra. I felt my jaw drop as my massive erection reached its peak. "Oh...I see you are loving this! What are you loving more, my round tits or doing what I tell you?" "Heather, I can't do this. Liz is staying at my house right now, this is fucking crazy! I want nothing to do with this!" I tried to regain some composure, but I wasn't sure if I was trying to convince her or myself. "Don't lie to me. You already tried twice now, but I can see right through you. And the size of that tent in your shorts isn't very subtle. Now, come over here and sit on the bed." "Heather, I rea-" "Do it! And Ill take off my pants too. I know how much you like them... but I think you'll like what's underneath them even better. I caught you starring at my ass on the way up the stairs too." I tried to do some quick thinking. I did really want to see her body in just her bra and panties, but I was already feeling my control slipping away. I knew I shouldn't cheat on Liz but damn Heather's body looked so good. I needed to see her in her bra and panties (if she was wearing any!) I decided I would just do what I had to do to get my computer, and hopefully see more of Heather's hot body so I had something to beat off to later, or to think about when I was screwing Liz. Against my better judgment, I felt my legs walking towards the bed that she stood next to. Her thumbs were in her waistband and her arms were pushing her tits together, making them seem even bigger. She had a seductive and smug look on her face and she was starring right at me biting her lower lip. The bra looked tight, like her tits had grown a lot over a short span of time, but the effect was beautiful. Her soft flesh was pushed together tightly and it looked like the bra could barley contain those luscious breasts. I took a seat on the bed, forgetting how low it was, and looked up. Heather seemed like a giantess because I was so low and she towered over me. She was looking down at me with a sexy smile on her face. "Good boy. You did exactly what I told you. Now, just keep looking at me." She turned sidewise to give me a view of her profile. She bent over at the hip and leaned forward as her thumbs pushed her yoga pants down slowly. They way they hugged her every curve, I was almost sorry to see them go. That was, until I saw the matching light blue lacy thong she had on! Wow, her ass was so curvy and nice. Each cheek was so round, like a perfect round bubble. The thong's light blue dipped into the darkness of the crack, dividing the two perfect cheeks and making them look absolutely perfect. The ass had the perfect amount of jiggle! God I wanted to reach out and grab it! It took whatever was left of my will power to resist, but I certainly couldn't keep from starring! My jaw was practically on the floor and my eyes were as wide as headlights. "You're girlfriend doesn't have curves like mine does she?" I swallowed had. "Uh-uh" I muttered, shaking my head. "Do you ever think of me when you fuck her?" I could only nod. "And tell me, to you jerk that big cock thinking about the way I used to fuck you?" I nodded, feeling myself blushing furiously. I looked at the carpeted floor and muttered "Yes Heather" obediently. "Show Me." "What?" I asked abruptly, sudden more alert. It was like a spell was temporarily broken. "Show me how you beat off. Only now, you don't have to pretend, you got the real me right her in front of you (more giggles) I want to see that giant dick again!" "Heather, I'm not going to beat off for you" Even as I said it, I started rubbing my dick through my shorts, hoping that would satisfy my need for stimulation. "Oh this is priceless! You can't resist me at all. Even when we dated, you might have controlled everything else but once we got into the bedroom it was me who dominated. If only I realized how much power I had, I would have never lost you in the first place! Do you remember how I used to fuck you? I'd let you suck on my tits until you were too turned on to think straight? Then I'd lower you're mouth to eat out my cute little pussy till I had a couple good cums , before I fucked your brains out? The sweet taste of my pussy, the slow rhythmic riding, you remember that don't you?" She asked seductively. By now, I was furiously rubbing my dick through my shorts. I was staring at her acres of exposed flesh, hoping she wouldn't make me do anything against my will. "Heather...pl-" "Take it out." She said firmly, smiling down at me, knowing I was helpless. There was nothing I could do. I was defeated, too turned on by her body and demeanor to do anything besides what she said. Memories flooded my brain of our old sex, and I knew what I wanted. I had to taste her pussy again. I needed to suck on her fat tits. I craved the bliss the came from her riding my to heaven, and the peace that came with the orgasm and subsequent slumber. I NEEDED TO FUCK HER! But for now, my needs didn't matter, it was her desires that were dictating the situation. All I could do is just do whatever she asked and hopefully she would give me what I craved. I pulled out my cock, which was hard as rock. It sprang right out of my boxers, pointing towards the ceiling. Large and girthy, my cock pulsed furiously as blood rain through its veins. I was now naked from the waist down, and my hand immediately went to my dicks, tugging it hard. I gave into the need for the stimulation my cock was craving. Controlled by Desire "Wow! I forgot how enormous your dick is! That thing is huge. God! I am going to enjoy this. Don't wank too fast my little lover, I have plans for your load." I was too turned on to be suspicious, but I was certainly hoping she wouldn't make me do anything embarrassing. I did as she instructed as slowed down. "Good. Now, do you want me to undo my bra?" "God yes! Please!" "Ok, but I know how much you missed my beautiful tits so try not to get too excited. I forbid you to beat any faster then that, and you aren't allowed to come until I tell you to. But now....just keep looking at my tits and listening to my voice." "Ok." I whispered, barely audibly. I continued jerking slowly. She reached behind her back and let her bra drop. Those tits were absolutely perfect! I had to force myself to remain calm, remembering my vow to beat slowly, because the sight of her lovely tits had excited me to no end. They looked so soft and round with the perfectly centered cute pink nipple. For being so large, they had very little sag, but the extra fat gave them a nice jiggle. She leaned forward and pushed them together with her arms, letting them hang down over my face as I looked up from the low bed, ubale to stop starring. Slowly, she lowered them down inches in front of my mouth. For the first time in a while, I looked away from her tits and into her eyes, silently asking her for direction. "Suck my titties baby. Suck them like you used to." I couldn't resist. I needed no more instruction, I latched on to her tits immediately and started sucking like a starving infant. My hands groped ever inch that my mouth wasn't sucking. She sat next to me and cradled my face into her acres of soft flesh, and there was nothing fake about her moans of pleasure. One of her hands was positioned on the back of my head, holding my face to her massive tits. The other hand grabbed my dick and starting jerking it. So slow and tantalizing, she was teasing my cock. I let out a grunt of pleasure as she expertly stroked my hard dick. I had to have her! I had never been so turned on in my life. I released a tit and sent my hand down to finger her, working my index and middle finger inside the waist band of the thong. I felt the warmth and wetness of her bald pussy, the perfectly formed lips already wet from arousal. I worked my fingers into her tight twat and starting fingering her as I sucked her tits. Her pleasure was so much that she stopped jerking me off, but only for a second before she continued building me to orgasm. "Oh baby, I forgot how good you were at this. But I remember how much you loved eating my pussy, and how could I forget how talented your tongue is." She slipped out of her panties and I ripped my shirt off. We kissed deeply, fully naked now. Her soft curves felt so good pressed against me and our tongues invaded each other's mouth. She pushed on the top of my head softly but firmly, guiding me downwards. "You remember how my pussy tastes don't you?" I was kissing all the way down her as she continued to talk to me in that same seductive voice. I stopped for a while at her tits, sucking deeply, and probably would have stayed there for a while if Heather's hand didn't push my head downward a little more forcefully. "My pussy is you're new mistress. She is all you desire now and she controls you. You would do anything for her. Now, show you're mistress how much you missed her and tell he how sorry you are for ever leaving her. Worship Her! Now and forever!" My head was no between her legs and I could smell her arousal. Her sweet twat looked as perfectly formed as I remembered but I didn't have time to marvel at its beauty. I licked her pussy from bottom to top, savoring the sweet and salty taste. After a couple timid licks, I gave into the sea of desire and buried my face in it. I was practically drunk on lust and everything seemed like a dream. Her hand on the back on my head, I continued nuzzling her sweet pussy until I felt her legs start to tense up. I knew she was close to her first orgasm. I gave her clit one good suck and I felt her body respond with a massive orgasm. She screamed as a ripple of pleasure went through her body. "Oh god baby, I love the way you eat my pussy! Keeeeep going! If you give me a couple more orgasms like that I give you the best orgasm of your life. I'll fuck you just like I used to baby, only better!" That was all the motivation I needed. I buried my face between her legs and licked her pussy frantically. I licked every inch, kissing her soft lips, before targeting the clit again, working back and forth to build a massive orgasm. I don't know how long I ate her for, it could have been 20 minutes or several days as far as I knew. The whole time, she was talking to me, asking me how much I loved her pussy and speaking general words that made it clear who was in control. She spoke to me like I was a child, calmly and sweetly. I could only grunt in response as my mouth was far too busy lapping every inch of her sweet pussy juice. After her third orgasm, she stopped me before I could go back in for more. "That enough for now baby. There will be plenty of time for you to eat me out later, OK? But right now I need the giant dick in me!" I slid up to position myself over her, the way I would fuck Liz but again she stopped me. "I think you'll enjoy this a lot more on your back, looking up at me. I am your goddess, you serve me! And right now I think the best service you can give me is to point the giant dick straight upwards and looking up at me while I dominate over you, riding you to that orgasm you so desperately want." Wordlessly, I repositioned myself so I was on my back, looking up at her self-satisfied smirk and giant bouncing tits. She straddled me and positioned my dick at the entrance to her wet twat, she looked me in the eyes. "Tell me how much you want it." "Heather, I'll do anything! I don't want it, I NEED IT! Please, I'm begging you, fuck me Heather, fuck me like you used to! I would do anything for it!" Her grin widened. "I know" was all she said. The look on her face couldn't be any more smug as she bit her lower lip. Slowly she slid down my erect shaft. The first penetration was heaven. I exhaled hard and lost my breathe for a moment. I closed my eyes and grunted, starting to buck wildly, desperate for climax. Heather settled all her weight on my hips, pinning me to the bed and preventing me from thrusting. She lowered her tits into my face, placing her nipple in my mouth and temporary sedating me as I sucked happily. "No No Baby, I'm in control. You'll come when I want you to come, understand?" She said it so soft, almost whispering it seductively. I nodded that I understood, accepting my situation and giving in to her control. My entire body relaxed, only my dick remained stiff and hard. I slowly moved my mouth from one tit to the other, rubbing my face against her soft tit flesh before latching on to the other breast. I wanted to grope the tit I wasn't sucking, but my arms felt like lead. Only my mouth and cock seemed to be working, my brain had been reduced to mush by lust and pussy juice. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, she began to ride me. She moaned as she ground her pussy into my pubic bone, seemingly enjoying this such as much as I was. "God baby, You're cock feels so good! I never forgot this cock, and the beautiful man attached to it. I knew I had to have you, I just didn't know how. But while you've spent the past four years learning how to succeed in the real world, I've spent the time controlling men with my perfect body." Her words rolled over me. I understood but couldn't respond. I stopped sucking just to smush my face into the soft flesh, my jaw hanging open and my eyes closed. "When we broke up, I thought long and hard about our relationship. I realized how much you craved my domination in the bedroom, but I never your need for domination outside of sex. You controlled our relationship, and it frustrated you. You want peaceful orgasms, not decisions. I never understood the power I had.....but know, I do." Her pace quickened as her hips slid faster and faster. The pace was still too slow for my liking, but I understood that she was trying to slowly bring me to the mind-melting orgasms of old. Up and Down, Up and Down, her pussy slid rhythmically. Each raising and lowering of her hips was bliss. Her wet cunt swallowed every inch of my girthy dick. I usually wear a condom with Liz, and the lessened restriction was a much welcomed sensation. I could feel every inch of my dick sliding past her wet lips. If I was able to thrust, I would have cum immediately from the wonderful and overwhelming feelings. However, even as her paced quickened slightly, I knew I was still a little while from climaxing. She started speaking again, breaking my concentration on the overwhelming sensation as I focused once again to her whispering motherly voice. "When you came back from college with your fancy degree and job opportunities, it became more clear then ever what I had to do. I needed the most sexy and well hung man I know to take care of me! But first I would have to take care of him. The laptop was the first opportunity I saw to win this prized dick back, and who could have guessed how perfect this would be." She grabbed my wrists and raised my palms to her round ass. I understood she wanted me to grab on and suddenly I could move my arms again. My body responded to her unspoken demand. Her pace increased slightly to reward my obedience. My eyes were still closed while my mouth was peacefully sucking on her fat tit. My movements had become more docile, my body lethargic. My hands clinged to her round hips and my mouth nursed calmly. I would only open my eyes every now and then, to stare up at Heather's perfect rack and beautiful face. However, if Heather seemed to think I was starring too long, she would pull my face back into those soft tits. Somehow every time I felt her tits flesh against my face, my mouth would automatically start to suck her nipple and my eyelids would start to droop. These weren't conscious decisions anymore, just instincts, as I continued to allow Heather to control my body. My sedated body concealed the chaos that was raging inside of me. Heather was using my sexual desires against me and I knew I was trapped. There was no way of preventing what was to come, and I secretly feared how much she could control me just out of my need for her sex. I was drowning in pleasure and fear, but still desperate for the climax I so badly needed. I hoped that after I came I would be thinking straight again, able to shake off my desire to be in the sexual thrall of a curvy women. I didn't even think about Liz, my brain was too far gone. All I could think about was Heather. ...The way she was expertly riding me, the wonderful building sensations on my cock, and fear of what was to come. She started riding me faster still. I moaned and breathed her name, but only briefly before her breast was mashed back into my mouth. She started talking to me again in the same seductive tones as before. "When I saw your browser history, I couldn't believe my luck!" My hands squeezed her round ass more firmly and my mouth sucked harder as I felt myself coming closer to orgasm. "My dream man craved the nasty dominating sex I used to give him! You even fantasized about a big curvy women controlling you with sex. I needed a well-hung, sweet man to take care of my needs and large sexual appetite and you needed a big soft women to dominate you and control you. It's just perfect! Now, once you come inside me the process will be complete, you will be my sexual slave and I'll be your mistress. You can't resist me or my pussy, and you know it. You don't even want to resist anymore, do you? You were such a silly boy to think you could life without me, weren't you?" I could only grunt. I only understood half of what she was saying but somehow it was driving me wild. I knew the end was near, the orgasm I craved was only moments away. "Our lives together are going to be perfect baby. You'll go to work with your fancy degree and makes lots of money for me. I'll stay at home, eating whatever I want to make sure my tits and ass stay as round as you like them. You'll get sooooo horny at work, thinking about our sex from the night before or picturing me in the slutty outfits I'll buy with your money. You'll start to get hard in anticipation of the nasty sex I'll give you everyday as soon as you come home. You'll buy us a nice house and expensive cars. You'll take me on nice dates and luxurious vacations. To the outside world we will be the perfect couple. But behind closed doors, you will be my sexual slave. You do whatever I want, so desperate to serve me. You'll do the housework and give me massages, dressing and bathing me in the morning. I crave sex almost as much as you and soon you will learn exactly how to turn me on. You'll wake me up in the morning with a big breakfast, fatty foods and sweet desserts, while your breakfast will be my sweet pussy. I plan on starting every morning with your head between my legs, gently lapping my warm cunt to a series of orgasms before I'm even out of bed!" "But oh how much you are going to love it. You won't even think of yourself as a sex slave! You will think you're the luckiest man in the world, having my perfect body giving you the dirty sex you crave. You'll get hard just for having the opportunity to please me. Your addicted to my pussy baby, and you're going to love how much I fuck you. As soon as you come home from a day at work, I'll show you how much I appreciate my sexy working man. I'll let you eat my sweet pussy every night, before I put you down and fuck you just like this. I'll wear sexy lingerie for you and keep things interesting to make sure you stay satisfied. I'll make sure you never want to leave." Her pace was faster then ever, but she still didn't allow me to come, holding me desperately on the brink of orgasm. Her words rolled over me, inflaming my lust in ways I had never imagined. The life she had described sounded like a fantasy and a nightmare rolled into one. I tried to tell myself that I didn't want to be her puppet, desperate to convince myself I could escape her control. However, her next words made it impossible to resist any longer. "I'll let you get me pregnant, my tits will become heavier with milk. I'll still let you suck on them while I'm pregnant but afterwards you'll have to wait for our baby to be full. My ass will become wider as I waddled around the house, fat and barefoot, but in complete control. Does that sound good baby? Do you want to be in the sexual thrall of a big round pregnant women who satisfies your every need?" I felt her legs tighten and knew she was going to come soon too. Her pace quickened more still and I knew we were both close.. I couldn't say anything, I was too far gone. My only response was to breathe heavier and again try to hump her, but her position put her firmly in control. The thought of seeing her fat and pregnant turned me on more then anything, but I knew I couldn't have a baby yet, I only just graduated! However, the thought of those soft tits filling up with milk pushed even closer to orgasm. I was so close! "What's the matter baby, too turned on to speak? My pussy has got you so worked up you can't even think straight. It ok baby, you don't need to tell me how much you're going to love it, just show me. Cum inside me baby. Give into the waves of pleasure crashing over you. Show me how much you crave my domination, how much you need my big tits and sweet pussy. Come inside me baby, let go of all your worries....I make the decisions now. Show me that you want our perfect lives together. Feel my pussy, baby. Sliding up and down, up and down. Feels so good, doesn't it? Show me you want me to be fat and round from eating all day and having your child with me. Up and down, feel it? Up and down. You've been craving this sex for years now, and finally getting it is satisfying you in ways you had forgetton. Up and down, feel the tight pussy? You're tired baby, you need to relax...to let go. Concentrate on the feeling on your cock. Up and Down. Give into your mistress baby. CUM NOW!" She threw down all her weight and I felt my balls drain as I screamed in pleasure. Her body was orgasming too, I felt her legs and torso quiver in pleasure. I was drowning in lust, as my cock shoot loads and load of semen deep into her unprotected pussy. Our bodies relaxed at the same point, my eyes still closed as I laid in the ultimate post-orgasm daze. I felt myself peacefully drifting off. Heather laid next to me, pulling her soft flesh against me in a tight cuddle. She stroked my hair as she placed my mouth on her nipple. Instinctively, I began to suck softly. "Good boy. Now just go to sleep my love. When you wake up, we will start our perfect life together. But for now, just suck my titty and go to sleep baby." Everything faded, my brain shut off. I drifted peacefully into the deepest and most satisfied slumber of my entire life.