1 comments/ 37721 views/ 4 favorites Craving By: TheMadWriter Even though her back was turned, she knew He was there. Instantly she dropped to her knees and said, "You have need of me Master?" her back was straight her legs parted slightly with her hands on her thighs, palm up. she looked forward with her chin held high in pride for she belonged to Him. "Yes My pet. I have a great need for you." then He spoke the words that she always longs to hear Him say. "By My side pet." she quickly stood up and very quietly turned around, dropped her gaze just below his and moved with a gently grace across the room. Dropping down to her knees she resumed her given position next to her Master. He was a regal looking Man that stood just about six feet. His broad shoulders and strong posture conveyed his confidence and demeanor. A very powerful presence was always the first impression He gave whenever He was introduced to other Dominants or submissives. In the time that she knew Him He showed her the height of His power and tenderness of His love. She would never hesitate to serve Him, not now, not ever. "Please go change into your maroon kimono, My pet." "Yes Master." she spoke, and then moved quickly into the bedchamber. her maroon kimono was used for one specific thing; it was her training outfit. When he first found her she wore it almost all the time. Over the coarse of a few months she had learned the way he liked things done. How his food was to be served, how his bed was to be laid out and how she was to serve his guests when they came over for a visit. she lived and breathed for His pleasure and His alone. Standing in front of the full-length mirror she removed her day cloths, which consisted of a very comfortable pair of slacks and loose fitting shirt. He requested that she wear nothing under her kimono, so her bra and panties were removed as well. As she slipped the kimono on it brushed along her skin sending goose bumps. Once it was on and in place she stepped into the silk slippers, before wrapping her hair up in a bun nice and neat. He was just about to see what was keeping her when she walked in and knelt down at his side. His instructions were very clear to her so her previous lessons sank in and would always remain with her. Rarely did he have to correct her actions. "i have prepared, and i await Your command." her voice was soft and controlled. "I am pleased with your progress little one, and today I hope to further that along even more. Are you prepared to obey My wishes?" he placed his hand on her head in a show of affection. "Yes, Master. i am here to serve You. i am here to please You." "you do please Me, My pet." Welling up with pride she solidified her posture and smiled softly. All she ever longed for was to serve Him, to please Him, to love Him. "My thoughts have been of you all day pet. I have waited to share something with you and I have decided that now is the time." He motioned for her to stand and follow. Willingly she stood up and hovered at his side as if she were attached by an unseen line. Down the hallway and into His study, He closed the door and dimmed the lights. "Please kneel down in front of me." Silently she turned, faced him and kneeled. "Do not do anything I do not tell you to do, is that understood?" "Yes, Master. I only do what I am told, no more, no less." His hand reached out and he lifted her chin. "you are very precious to Me, My pet." She smiled up at him. "Please remove My clothing, Pet." Reaching up she removed his belt then undoing his pants she let them fall to the ground and helped him step out. Carefully she folded them and placed them lovingly on the chair by the window. Standing she unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off of his strong form. Without hesitation, she folded his shirt and laid it on top of his pants. One sock at a time and finally slipped his underwear down and put them next to the rest. Immediately back to her original position kneeling in front of him. She took a moment to admire his strong form. Wide shoulders, strong legs and the dimple in His chin always made her smile. The desire to reach out and touch His skin was very strong, but she knew better than to do something she was not told to do. He was in control and she wanted it that way. Again his hand reached out and caressed her face. "I crave your warmth My pet." "i am Yours Master." "Good girl." lovingly he stroked her cheek and proceeded with his lesson. "Open your mouth girl." Slowly she parted her lips as he held the tip of his flesh against them. "Allow your tongue to caress the underside of My shaft." His hand moved from her cheek to her hair. Pushing His fingers through He gently took hold and controlled her movement. she gave in to his control, like she always had. This was how it was suppose to be. "Very good, now take me all the way to the back of your throat." Opening up herself a little more she took him all the way in until his balls rested against her face. He held it there for a moment flexing his erection to make the tip swell up and fill her mouth. "Just let it slide, My pet." He pulled his hips back and stopped just at the tip reached her lips, then slid it all the way back in again. He stopped for a brief second before doing it again. "That's it, My pet. Place your hands up on My hips and then slide them back to My ass love." Ever since He walked through that door, all she craved was His touch and the ability to touch Him. His control was total. Her warm hands touched the tops of his thighs and stopped for a moment to feel the contour of his hips. He slowly released her hair once her hands were firmly in place holding his firm ass. He stood his ground firmly. As she moved her head forward and back she could feel his pulse beating along the length of his shaft. "Good girl." he moaned. "Nice long strokes." again he let out a long low moan. Picking up the pace she sunk her fingers into His flesh, aiding her with leverage. To the base and back she moved, pulling herself in and then pushing herself back. Long and fast she moved with nothing going through her head but the want and the need to please Him. "Look up at Me." Lifting up she made eye contact with him. He smiled to knowledge His love for her. He enjoyed watching as His shaft slid in and out. It glistened from the warmth and wetness of her mouth. "Ohhh... I am getting close, don't stop," he moaned again louder this time. His ass clenched getting tighter, pushing against her fingers as they dug into his flesh. "I crave to make love to your mouth. you are so warm and wet." Faster now sliding up and down, she could taste his flesh fill every part of her mouth. Rhythmically his balls slapped against her chin with every thrust. "Uhhh... " he gasped. she applied more pressure around His shaft making it a little tighter. "Ahhh... that's it My pet, I am going to fill your mouth." His body shuddered at the first wave of release. "Ohhh.. yes My pet." he gasped. "Open your mouth wide and hold your tongue out." He wrapped his hand around his shaft and quickly stroked it up and down as his cum shot out hitting her tongue. It washed over her gums as he painted the inside of her mouth with his expulsion. "Do not swallow that. Hold it in your mouth." Squeezing his sack and pushing up on His shaft He watched the last few drops fall onto the tip of her tongue. Resting back on her heels she obeyed His every wish holding his seed inside and even though she was tempted she would not swallow it. "Stand pet." Almost as quick as He said it she was up on her feet and gazing up at him. Reaching out he pulled her close and brushed his hand along her cheek. He heart beat faster at his touch, and she could feel her own wetness swelling inside of her. Her legs rubbed together and she was amazed at how wet her thighs were. Leaning down he put his face to hers. She could feel his soft warm breath. "Now, kiss Me." She melted as their lips met. He pushed His lips against hers and gently ran His tongue along the rim of her mouth. Pulling her lower lip in He sucked on it before forcing her mouth open in a deep passionate kiss. He intertwined his tongue with hers sharing His fluid with her, practically pulling her off of her feet. she floated up into His arms. Never before has she shared such an intimate moment with a man. He pulled back as they each swallowed the remaining fluid. "I hope always to be a part of you as you will always be a part of Me. I cherish your gift of submission to me, and I will always cherish you My pet." He wrapped his arms around her protectively, holding her against his bare chest. She allowed herself to be pulled and she rested her head on his chest. Never did she think her love could be so complete as it was now. Craving It was another day without Her. i went about my day in a kind of trance hoping that something that i did could distract me from how much i missed Her, and how much Her being gone was like a part of me being torn away. i walked into the house, and it was clean as it could be. i walked into the bathroom, and took off my clothes. i was shaven, clean, exactly as She wanted me to always be. A submissive without orders is lost, and that was what i was... a sub without a Mistress there to torment, torture and use. i went over to the answering machine. "*BEEP* you have one new message..." and Her voice boomed out like a Goddess... "Hello my pet... I'll be home tonight, and you know what I want and how I want it... so you better be ready to serve your Mistress..." My heart raced, and i almost fell to the floor. With my mouth wide open, i listened to the message three more times just to hear Her voice. Her business trip had taken Her for four days. That may not be very long to some people, but it was an eternity for us. my own distractions were just not enough to keep my mind off of worshipping Her again. They were nothing compared to serving Her. She was so amazing to me. She allowed me to pursue any of my dreams as long as serving Her came first. It always did... to me. She is my Goddess, my life, and my love. i didn't know what time She would be home, but i knew that there were a lot of preparations to be made. The craving was back. i could feel it building inside me. It started between my legs and slowly moved inside me. I felt the craving of being used, being Her slut, being made to worship Her cock and being raped by it. i almost couldn't hold the feelings in. The feeling was so powerful. Thoughts of Her.... penetrating my consciousness. The hours would be so long until She came through the door. i prepared as much as possible. i went to the bathroom re-shaved myself, and cleaned myself out. i knew how much She hated a dirty slut, and i didn't know how She would want me. i already had my chastity belt on and my collar locked on my neck. The time went by so slowly and i just lay on the floor and thought about Her. Her legs, Her hands, Her face... everything... even Her eyes just seemed to come out of the air at me. The time was getting close so i crawled over the the door, and knelt there with the leash in my mouth. i didn't know how She would want to be served, and that was the interesting part. She never told me what to expect... i just had to be ready for anything. Finally the doorknob rattled and opened, and there You were. A true Goddess, even in Your clothes from working. The clothes had their own look of being official and commanded respect. When that combined with the way that i thought about You already. It was almost like a Female interrogator. It was a powerful image. You had an annoyed look in Your eye. Walked over to me, took the leash and clipped it on my collar. Reached down and took me by the chin and brought me up to my knees. Gripping my chin harder and harder until Your nails were digging into my flesh. "Guess who is not in a good mood?" You say looking into my eyes deeply. i don't reply. i just stare back into Your eyes thinking about the humiliating painful experience that is surely ahead of me. "Get your ass downstairs now... and wait... if I hear a peep out of you this will be a more painful experience than even you can endure... GO!" She growled... i crawled as fast as i could down the stairs to the basement, missing the last two steps all together and falling down into a pile at the bottom of the stairs. It was humiliating hearing a evil laugh from the top of the stairs. "Maybe I need to re-train you on navigating those stairs you worthless little whore?" Then You shut the door and You are gone, and i'm in darkness. It is total and complete darkness. my mind wanders to so many different places as i think of what You have planned for me tonight. i can't help but be afraid. There are times that You scare me so much. There are times that i can almost not control my fear of You, and times that i'm so vulnerable, and truly open. You want that. You love that. That is what makes You come back for more and more, breaking me time and again. i always come back. i gather my strength for another go, giving You another chance to break me down to my true child, submissive self. You love stripping me of my macho manhood, my selfish pride and anything that is extra... stripping me to my baseline mind and soul. That part of me that needs to be in a huddled mass at Your feet. i hear the clicking of heels upstairs back and forth, and i can't even tell how much time has passed. i try to think of what You could be doing there. Are You pacing? Just getting a cup of coffee or preparing to come down?... Are You going to do some of the things that You always threaten me with? How bad of a day did You really have? How far are You going to go this time? With my knees on the stone floor, i'm truly frightened. Suddenly the door opens, and a crack of light comes downstairs. i smell You, and Your soul comes to the basement before You do. "Close Your eyes slut, and keep them shut." You say coldly, mechanically. i shut them and find myself in darkness once again. i hear Your footsteps as You come down the stairs and Your first step on the stone. Your heels sound so sublime as they click over and over. They vibrate my entire body as You move closer to me. i hear You walk around me, watching me, feel Your crop as You rub it against my back. You drag the crop down to my ass, across it... tapping it slowly, lightly on Your property. i'm shivering, not from cold, from anticipation. Then i feel a gloved hand on my chin... pulling my face up. You put a blindfold on my eyes. It is a very dark and effective kind of blindfold, and snap a leash on my collar. "Now pet... you can cry all you want... you can beg all you want... and oh... do I want to hear you beg... but just know that it won't make a difference." You say with my chin still in Your hands. i swallow hard. i know that i'm in for something intense. Suddenly i feel You let go of me and lead me over to a device. It's a set of stocks, for lack of a better word. A mechanical device that exposes my ass and pulls my balls back to expose them. It also holds my head firmly in place. It has shackles for my hands and feet. It's not very comfortable, and puts me in a slightly erect hands and knees position. You attach me to it with the speed and skill of someone that has used the device over and over. In only a few moments i'm completely immobilized. "Now we are going to play... ass or balls lottery. I have to get used to this whip sooner or later, don't I? I'm not very good with it yet; so I need practice. Since the balls and ass are so close together, I'm bound to miss that ass sooner or later, aren't I?" You say leaning into me. I feel Your hips pressing against my ass and leaning over me. A gloved hand closed around my cock... and talking in my ear. It's such an amazingly erotic feeling... and yet, i'm so afraid. CRACK... i hear, as the whip cracks in the air... "I love that sound... " You say. i hear You position Yourself behind me, and maneuver the whip in Your hands. Every muscle in my body is tense. Every nerve in my body is on fire. The anticipation is so much worse than the reality. But in this case i'm not sure if the reality will hurt less. i've never felt the full sting of the whip on my balls. CRACK, the first snap lands firmy on my right cheek. The pain just rushes through me like a bolt of lightening. My eyes come full open inside the blindfold and i hold back the cry of pain. Instead i maneuver my head slightly inside the stocks... to try and somehow expel some of the stimuli from my brain. It doesn't work. "One my Mistress..." i say with a crackling voice. "Well, that was pretty good aim for a beginner, wasn't it pet?" You say proud of Yourself. "Yes my Mistress... excellent aim... maybe You don't need the practice all that much..." i can't believe i said it... even as the words come out of my mouth it's like i'm a person watching me say something stupid. What am i thinking. Helpless... Her angry and with a whip... and i'm making jokes? "you aren't that lucky slut boy... " You say laughing out loud.... Whew, thank God, it didn't infuriate You more... CRACK... another shot landing on the right cheek. This one i feel just below the other mark, and the sting runs through me. i can feel the tears start to well up inside me. The pain is so extreme it's almost too much for my mind. "Well that really left a mark... I love this whip... I'm going to have to build up your tolerance so I can use it more often." You say, and i can see the smile on Your face as You say it. I see the smile in my minds eye. my mind is still spinning from the shot. I feel the sweat glistening on me now. "Two my Mistress..." i stammer out about 15 seconds after the shot. i couldn't speak until then. CRACK... i hear it. i feel it. It landed right on my left testicle. There is a pause... and then... the wave overtakes me... i cry out but i don't hear myself cry out. i feel the pain but somehow i'm out of my own body. The tears flow out, down my cheek. "It's ok my little slut... don't worry.... here suck on Mistress's cock for a while..." You say as You take my leash, and lift up my head. You shove the strap-on in my mouth. Taking the blindfold off... and allowing me to finally see You. You are a vision. The thigh high leather boots, the black body suit that accentuates Your beauty, Your face... so made up. You are so amazingly beautiful. Your hands covered by the leather gloves and the whip, still in Your hand. The instrument of my pain. i feel the dildo in my mouth, and i instinctively suck it like You would want me to... like i've been trained to. You take off Your gloves and expose Your red nails. It's such an amazing contrast from the black of Your attire and the white of Your skin. Your hands come to my head and You pull me on to it. You slowly shove it deeper into my throat... making me gag slightly. The pain and pleasure of this is almost so intense that my mind is aching. "You know... I think I should get a gay friend of mine down here... so you can do the real thing... I might like that..." You say and for a moment the embarrassment and humiliation overwhelms me. i know You aren't serious, or do i know that? i think You are much too jealous with Your possession to share it with anyone, but i know how You feel about pushing me. i know that You would love to see a new look of breaking on my face. You would love to see a new look of part of my machismo being torn away. Even if You aren't serious, what You are trying to do is working. You have my mind thinking of what it would be to do that... and the reaction in me is exactly what You wanted. For a moment, You really do have a cock and i really am sucking it. You are playing me like a musical instrument... making beautiful music. Suddenly i feel the craving coming back. i see You there in front of me with this strapped to You, and i feel it. The emptiness. I feel the desire to be filled. It's almost too much to take for that moment. You see it in my eyes. You notice it because i'm Yours. You know everything. You know my every thought, even before i have them. "So My little whore wants to be fucked? Beg bitch... beg sweetly..." You say pulling me ever harder on to Your strap-on. i do beg. i beg with everything that i have... but it comes out as... "Memmmgmgmmfm ffme emmem smmmt mammsmsmfmfm mmpppph" You laugh that evil laugh that turns me on and scares me down to my soul. You are still running it in and out of my mouth. Then suddenly You pull it out. Pull on my leash and look right in my eye. "You want it, You got it... " You walk around behind me and i hear something... that i hope is a little bit of lubrication. Then i feel the head lightly pushing against me. i feel it there. i feel it right on the cusp of being entered. It's such sweet torture. i feel the head of You, and for a moment again i feel like Your slut. Begging for Your cock. I feel You teasing me. "How much do You want it pet?" You ask... with a tug of my leash. "my Mistress... please, please take me, please take Your slut, i need it so bad, the craving... i need to feel You inside me..." i say with a desperate voice. i'm trying to keep my hips from bucking back into You. i try not to be too much of a slut. i can barely hold in my feelings, and barely hold in my desire to be filled and taken by You. "MMMMmmmmmmmm" and suddenly it's in. my mind just flares with pain, pleasure, and the feeling of being filled. It's unbelievable.. the feeling of Your hips against me, the feeling of Your hands on my back and my hips... i'm powerless to stop it. i wouldn't want to stop it even if i could. You start out slow, and then build faster and faster. i can feel myself... almost wanting to cum just from this, from no stimulation of my cock at all. It's almost too much to take. With every stroke You slam against my tender balls also. They are still back there in bondage. my eyes are closed and i can't believe the feelings inside me. Suddenly... You stop. "Hmmmm... you know... I didn't really check to see how well you cleaned yourself for Me... and I really wasn't very happy with your cock sucking I guess I can kill two birds with one stone here... can't I pet?" You say as You walk in front of me with a smile on Your face. "Now open that mouth slut, or do I FORCE it open with another whip to the balls?" You wouldn't.... would You? Craving He had her pinned up against the wall. Knee between hers holding her still. Hand entwined in her hair. The music and close atmosphere of the club pressed in as he slid his tongue rapidly in and out of her mouth. Over her lips, slicking by her teeth to find tongue, and probe it into playing. His other hand was on her hip feeling her slightly buck against his leather clad leg. Her fingers were playing with the waistband of his pants teasing the hair that led like an arrow downward. She shifted her attention to his zipper, feeling the bulge. He bit her bottom lip between his teeth when she passed over it with light flighty touches. She let out a small groan. "Out, now" He growled at her. With that he left her behind as he strode towards the exit under the flashing lights and swathing bodies, passing through them as if a path was cut just for him. She watched him go, wondering if she should follow. She had heard his reputation. It was one of the reasons she had come to the club in the first place. He was rough they said. Bruises were common on his partners. Rumours had it that that was the least she could expect. She had hunted him because of the craving. A dark piece of her was inflamed by the idea of being taken without control. To see what it was like to truly surrender in danger. To play with fire and see how much it actually burned. When she told her other lovers of things she had wanted to try they had either balked at the idea or tried but never to her satisfaction. The attempts were maddening. Like having a drop of a delicious wine on your tongue but never being able to grasp the full taste experience. Teasing the mind's imagination into knowing almost what it is missing, but enough to not be sated by any weaker port. If she didn't go, she'd never know... She fixed her hair and pressed herself out of the club through the throngs of people gyrating and using their clothes as contraceptives. The beats echoed in her head along with her hammering pulse. When she reached the door she paused and wondered...what if he had a disease? What if she said no? Would he stop? COULD he be stopped? She shook her head and strided out. As soon as she hit the sidewalk a hand wrapped around her arm, guiding her towards a black 1970 Hemi Cuda. "Get in." She opened the door and sat quietly. He got in and sat in the drivers side and stared at her. She just looked back and then down. With the contact broken he put the key in and drove off. No music played. The car seemed too quiet. Once again her nerves were on edge, but in the middle of it they were also accompanied by the blossoming of severe heat in her torso. He stopped outside a small brick house with bushes lining the edge of the yard up to six feet high. A wrought iron gate was the only entry point. He got out of the car and opened her door, once again gripping her arm. He slammed the door behind her and started towards the gate. She noted that no lights could be seen inside the house and the streetlight didn't break through the tall greenery. Their path from the gate was the only place that had any kind of light. She saw that the house had a lot of windows in the little bit of natural light the night provided. He unlocked the door and pressed a code into an alarm. He took her through the door locked it behind them and punched in another code. He didn't turn on any lights and just kept walking until he opened a door at the end of a hall. She had no choice but to follow. He had her arm and was directing her into the room. When he finally let go, she just stood where he had left her, waiting for what would come next, nervously licking her lips. He flicked a switch by the door and subdued dim blue light spilled from the recessed setting along the ceiling by the bed. The bed itself looked massive, clearly the focal point of the room. It's dark presence was overwhelming. From behind he came up and slide his hands under her skirt. He was roughly kneading her ass cheeks as she tensed first and then started to sway into the sensation. He moved his fingers up to the waistline of her thong and pulled it down to her knees. With his leg he once again spread her legs a bit. His hands returned to her ass and stated to move downward until he was just by her lips. He swept a finger quickly down and over them to feel how wet she was. When he found her soaking he bit her neck roughly and dragged his teeth together across her skin. His other hand again went into her hair making sure she didn't move. He turned her around to face him. "Take off the top." No questions, just orders. She untied the ribbon holding the straps and front closed of her green satin tank top. It slid over her shoulders and when she got it to her waist he let go of her hair and pulled both the top and her skirt to the floor, leaving her in a bra. She took that off wanting all of it now. She shook off her worries and decided to embrace it. The craving had taken over. It wasn't necessarily her being passive it was a partner who would win in a bid for domination, control. He seemed a bit surprised when she looked him in the eye while unbuttoning his shirt. she ripped out his belt and undid his pants, leaving him in his tight briefs. She kept her eyes locked on his as she knelt down and slid her hands under the elastic and tore them down. Leaving him naked before her. Still on her knees she opened her mouth just enough to let her breath be felt on his cock. She licked her lips slowly showing him deliberately what she was going to do. She opened her mouth a slowly let her lips roam over the head and down the shaft teasing the underside with her tongue. Her hands raced up and down his thighs and finally settled on his balls. Not wanting them to feel neglected she removed her lips and let her tongue roam from the tip of his cock down to the bottom of his sack. She made figure eights with her tongue on the underside of the balls and flicked her tongue further down the crack just to let him feel it. Her hand had since moved to his shaft and was moving with grace and speed and slickly with her spit. Her thumb kept pressure on the underside and stroked the head briefly on the upswing. She slowly sucked one ball into her mouth passing it over her lips and sleeked over her teeth. When she was done with one she added the other with the same movements until they were both in. Then she hummed while stroking him feeling his balls tense up. She pulled back gently with her head delaying the pleasure. She kept her hand on his shaft and replaced her lips around the head, licking the slit until she felt and tasted the precum drops. She removed her hand and her lips. "Get on your knees" She said. He chuckled and did as she asked. When he was down on his knees. He let her go on all fours facing him with her lips again on his cock licking, slurping, moaning. He took her hair in his fist again and dragged her head forward until she had his whole cock in her mouth. She was gagging but the sensation of tugging and squeezing in her throat was what he had wanted. He gripped her ass and started her bobbing up and down all the way on his shaft. To her credit there was no pull of teeth on his skin. Once she got used to the huge amount of dick in her mouth she pushed her tongue up against him making the passage down her throat tighter. She could feel him get bigger until he pushed her off of him. "Open your mouth. Eyes open." He stroked himself hard and fast bringing strands of cum onto her face and into her hair. The hot salty semen littered her cheeks, chin and some of her tongue. He brought her forward again and made her wrap her lips around him and clean what was left on him off. "Go clean your face." He said as he got up and went to the bed. She looked around and saw a door that led into a en suite bathroom. She took some toilet paper and did as she was told. When she came back he simply said. "Come here." She walked to the bed where he was sitting. He once again grabbed her arm and pulled her to sit on the bed next to him. He pulled her hair up into his hand again bit her neck again making her pant. He let his fingers reach for her breasts flicking over the nipples in circles and then pinching them until they were standing as large as an eraser tip on a pencil. He pulled her fully onto the bed and sat astride her biting and licking his way to her nipples. When he reached them he took them between his teeth and licked franticly until she was bucking under him. He stopped only after biting a little harder bringing a flash of pain. He stared into her face as he moved his fingers down until he reached her pussy. She was freshly waxed and smooth as silk. Her wetness let him know she had enjoyed what had come before. He thrust two fingers roughly inside feeling how tight she was wrapping around him. He moved his head down to where his fingers were, spreading her legs over the side of the bed to give him greater access. He ran his finger over her lips feeling her wetness make them sleek and slick. He put his fingers inside her again until she moaned. He removed them and flicked his tongue over the lips and bit her thighs roughly. He splayed her lips wide and sucked on her clit until it was between his teeth like her nipples had been before. Sucking and licking it she thought she would explode from the speed at which he was doing everything. It was overwhelming and almost painful. He let one finger move into her again curling against her wall stroking that spongy spot until he could feel her juices flow down between the crack of her ass. He took his other hand and let a finger get soaked and rubbed her asshole until she whimpered. He pushed it in slowly, smoothly. The sensations left her feeling incredibly full and at a loss for focusing letting him take her to the brink and back down again until she was pulling and pinching at her own nipples in an effort to add to the extreme pleasure. When he finally let her explode she squirted a spray onto him and felt as if she had been torn inside out. The pressure had built up and thrummed inside her until she could hold it back no more. Without wasting a beat he pushed her all the way back onto the bed and flipped her onto her stomach. With her on her knees he positioned himself behind her and grabbed her hips yanking her onto him mercilessly. The more she tried to move the more he pulled her back until she had no choice but to let him stroke inside her as hard and as fast as he wanted. He wound a hand around her hair but loose enough to put the hand around her neck and rub this thumb over her throat making her panic. He forced her head back and caused her to arch her back. He pushed her head down letting go of her throat until her shoulders were almost on the mattress her cheek pressed against it while he held her down forcing himself inside deeper. She could feel him pounding without relief into her until his balls were soaked with her. She felt the heat from earlier expand and enrobe her cunt until she was so tight she thought she would squeeze him out. He forced himself to stay in despite the tightness and he kept the pressure going until an orgasm was ripped from her forcing a scream from her throat. "My turn." He grabbed her under her ribs and leaned back until she was backwards in his lap and he once again put his hand on her throat while forcing her up and down his cock. He then pushed her onto the bed again and flipped her onto her back. He yanked her legs up onto his shoulders and grinded into her with such force it shook the bed. He gripped her ass underneath pouring himself into her as she moaned from being oversensitive. He then withdrew and pressed the head of his cock against her hole until it parted and let his inside. The tightness drove him to move harder while she cringed at the severe feeling moving inside her. "I want to see you play with yourself." She moved her hands down to her lips and parted them. she dipped a few fingers into her pussy until they were slick. She started to rub her clit for him hoping to make him hurry. Her ass was hurting from the pounding it was taking. He did stop momentarily. Enough to put her in the doggy style position again. With her ass in the air he launched himself in without restraint. Ramming her. He once again pushed her down until her cheek was on the sheets. "Play with yourself. Rub it hard and fast." She made her fingers go over her clit in circles with her wetness flowing over it. She could feel it get harder and she rubbed her pussy lips to get more on her fingers. She moved back up to her clit using her first two fingers hard on it in tight circles quicker and quicker until she felt herself feel the first signs of starting to cum. She dipped her fingers again making sure they were slick enough to move smoothly over her clit and she pressed harder until the pain in her ass added to the sensations; edging her pleasure with pain. She let out a small groan and a little bit of wetness crept down her leg as she came. The tightening of her body brought him to climax in her ass. The tight channel was filled with his cum and he erupted in spurts. When he withdrew a few drops spilled out. "You've got five minutes to recover." He said as he went into the bathroom. She had never felt so used, prodded, violated, or delicious sated. Her craving had had a taste but was far from finished. Craving a Real Cock Recently I have been obsessed with cock, more specifically with what it would be like to suck a real cock. I also have been into bondage for some time and have become curious about how it would feel to be on the receiving end of some strict bondage. I have experimented with some self bondage and even some anal play but I am anxious to take my fetish to the next level. I have been beating around the bush with my wife about my curiosity for some time and I finally got up the nerve to just come out and tell her what I want to do, or really what I want her to do to me. I have tied my wife up in some strict bondage and we always have great sex while she is bound. She says it releases the animal inside to have complete control in the hands of another and I have always wanted to find out for myself. I have started eating my own cum out of her pussy after we have sex and I have found that it really turns us both on. Usually after we have some good hard sex I will fill her pussy with my cum and then go down on her to finish her off. It always gets us both worked up and sometimes we fuck again while I kiss her letting her taste our mingled juices. After a good night of kinky sex we were relaxing and I spelled out my plan for her to help me fulfill my fantasy. I was surprised how excited she became as I went into detail about how I wanted to be bound and how I wanted her to use me. We had some real rough sex after I told her my plan, she was so excited. The next day after work she told me she had gone to the sex shop and picked up a few things we would need to make my fantasy come true. We decided to complete the fantasy this Saturday and to add to the thrill I agreed to be her slave for the whole weekend. I was very aroused all week and she made me masturbate every night without a climax to make sure my balls were full for our fun this weekend. Friday came and as I had all week I awoke with a screaming hard on. I woke my sleeping bride who told me to keep that hard because she had a surprise for me. I was shocked when she produced a butt plug with a harness that attached to my swollen cock. She lubed the plug, inserting it deep into my ass and fastened the straps around my balls and fully engorged member. She made sure the straps were very tight and with a slap to my penis she told me to keep it that all day. I began to protest but she cut me off saying the weekend begins on Friday and I was hers all weekend, no matter what! Those last words rang loudly in my ears as I pondered what I had gotten myself into. Working all day with a hard on and a butt plug was more difficult than I had imagined, I tried to stay at my desk so no one would notice but that just made the plug more uncomfortable. To make matters worse my dick was leaking pre-cum all day and soaked the front of my jeans by lunch. My wife met me at our favorite lunch spot and as we sat down she said she had some things I had to do for her while we were here. The restaurant had tables with somewhat long tablecloths but I still cringed when she told me to take out my cock and stroke it while we ate. My wife knows I am into exhibitionism and decided to infuse as many of my fetishes into our weekend. Our food arrived and my wife asked if I was leaking any pre-cum, I answered with a single word "profusely"! Her response was not entirely unexpected when she ordered me to take as much pre-cum as I could get onto my fingers and show her before licking my digits clean. I was now really getting into this whole scene and I brought my soaked fingers to my lips and pretended to be sucking a cock as I licked them clean. Apparently this had the same effect on my wife as she slipped a hand under the table and started to rub her pussy. It took a long time to eat our lunch as we both were very aroused and when we paid our bill I thought I would spew my load any minute. I walked her to her car and she ordered me to my knees between her legs, right there in the parking lot she hiked her skirt and I ate the sweetest pussy on the planet. In no time she was rocking through a tremendous orgasm and squeezing my head with her thighs. When she had regained her composer she looked around to see if anyone had witnessed her display. I think she was slightly disappointed when no one had stopped to watch and she adjusted her skirt and told me not to cum before she gave me permission. With my cock aching she smiled at me and started her car, with a wave she was off and I was left standing in the parking lot with my dick in my hand. The rest of the day was absolute torture. It seemed my dick was swollen ten times its normal size and any movement caused me to fight the urge to cum. I had to bite my lip and pinch myself on the way home to keep from letting go. About half way home my cell phone rang and my wife told me to pull over and stop. When I had stopped she told me to get undressed, everything off, and to make it more exciting I was to place my clothes in the bed of my truck and drive home with the windows down. I quickly stripped and threw my clothes into the bed of the truck. I rolled all the windows down and pulled back onto the road. The breeze on my cock made it even more difficult to concentrate on holding back my orgasm. I pulled into the drive and my phone rang again, I was to open the garage and assemble the instrument of my bondage before I could enter the house. We live off the beaten path but we do have neighbors and I hoped they were not going to come home as I, naked, assembled a bondage device. I adjusted the plug in my ass as I began to gather the materials I would need for my "Rack" as I would come to call it. The rack would consist of a piece of plywood cut into a "Y" and some metal straps and padlocks. My arms would be attached to the upper ends of the "Y" and straps would hold my wrists, neck, and torso firmly in place. My ankles would then be spread and pulled up over my head and attached to my wrists. This would have the effect of pointing my cock straight at my mouth and only a few inches away from my lips. This position would also allow my wife easy access to my wide spread ass for what ever torture she felt like inflicting on me. Since this was my fantasy I decided to go the extra mile and fashioned a funnel gag from a piece of PVC pipe. Bound in this with my gag in place I would have no choice but to swallow my cum as if I were sucking my own cock. The thought of this made me shiver with excitement. Carrying my bondage device I headed for the door to our house where my wife was waiting. Greeting me at the door she was a vision in leather, very little leather but what got my attention was the large fake cock strapped to her waist. Her breasts were lifted buy the tight corset and her legs were covered to the thigh with sexy high heeled boots. Her nipples were hard and I could tell by the flush in her skin she had been masturbating. I was told to place my device on the floor in the bedroom and get ready for my wildest dreams to come true. As I entered our bedroom I noticed the tripod with the video camera and our still camera was ready to go lying on the bed. I placed my rack on the floor in front of the video camera and checked to make sure it was in the frame. My super sexy wife strolled in with her fake cock bouncing as she walked and ordered me to get into position. I quickly got on the rack and slipped my wrists through the metal straps placing the funnel gag into my mouth. She knelt over me and locked the padlocks securing the straps holding my neck and chest tightly to the rack. She next closed the padlocks securing my wrists and tightened the strap around my head that held the gag in place. She told me as she did this that she was going to make me wait until tomorrow but she was too excited and turned on to wait. She next brought my ankles up over my head and fastened them to my wrists giving my upturned bottom a playful smack. Standing back to admire her work she turned on the camera and told me how hot this was making her, seeing me like that made her even wetter than she had been already. I could see her fingers wrapped around her strap on pressing it to her swollen clit as she stepped between my legs. After a few hard slaps to my exposed ass she unfastened the strap holding the small plug in my ass and pulled it out with a pop. I felt the coolness of the lube as she squeezed half the bottle into my open back door smearing it all over my cheeks and balls. Taking my engorged cock in her hand she stepped up and placed the head of her cock at my opening, pressing in slowly she began to stretch my hole. I don't know if this was what I wanted when I told her of this fantasy but staring at my fully erect dick just inches from my open mouth knowing I could do nothing about what was about to happen made my head swim. I was brought back to reality abruptly when she began to rock her hips fucking my ass as she stroked my dick. The strap on she was wearing had small nubs that rubbed her clit as she thrust forward causing her to increase her speed and drive the dick deeper into my ass. She squeezed more lube onto her hand and began stroking my dick harder as she drove the strap on into my ass to the hilt. I could feel her fake balls on my ass cheeks and I knew I was taking at least eight inches deep into my ass. Her hand worked feverishly on my cock as she fucked us both toward a tremendous orgasm. I heard her yell she was going to cum and felt her thrust deeper into me. Just as she began to convulse in her release she undid the strap around my cock and balls causing me to erupt in the biggest orgasm I think I have ever had. Normally I know when I am about to let go but in this position with my cock bound as it was I had no idea I would lose control. My load was huge and hit the back of my throat with force as I shot rope after rope of sticky semen into my open mouth. She kept ramming her cock into me as we both shook through the convulsions of our release. I was really surprised at the amount of cum as my mouth filled up and the funnel caught the excess. I struggled to swallow my seed as my wife shook through the last of her orgasm. As the last of my huge load slid down my throat I felt my wife unfasten the straps that held her cock to her and leaving the strap on buried deep in my ass she picked up the still camera and started clicking away. Telling me how hot it had made her to see me with cum in my mouth and a dick in my ass she continued to snap pictures as she undid the straps holding my ankles. Pushing my legs down caused the cock in my ass to drive deeper as she undid the gag and snapped some more pictures of my cum covered face. My own cock was still hard as she straddled me and took me inside her. She told me how she loved my cock and began bouncing up and down fucking us both as she kissed me. Tasting the cum on my tongue made her even hotter and she slammed down on my rock hard cock. As she slammed down on my pole she drove the fake dick deep into my ass causing me to erupt in a second orgasm that was even bigger than the first. She drove down hard and ground her clit on my pelvis giving her another orgasm. When she recovered from her spasms she pulled off my cock and brought her soaking wet pussy to my lips. Bearing down she squeezed our mingled juices into my open mouth for my second taste of sperm today. I lapped at her pussy, sucking on her clit until she rocked on my face in the throws of her third orgasm filling my mouth with her cum and the last of my own. She collapsed on the floor next to me and struggled to regain her breath. We both were quite spent after all that and took some time to recover. I heard her stir and watched as she walked into the bathroom to clean up leaving me bound and impaled. Returning to stand over me she looked down and told me the rest of the weekend would be even better. Maybe she has some cock for me to suck other than my own, I can only hope! Craving Candace I couldn't decide whether it was love or lust at first sight. It couldn't have been love because we were in high school, so it had to be lust because it was lust central at Murrell Dobbins high school. I sat in the middle of Math class with a bricked up dick in my pants—and it was all her damn fault. Who was her, y'all would ask? She was Candace 'Big Booty' Jefferson. Candace was one of the baddest chicks in school and the captain of the cheerleading squad. Oh, where are my manners? This isn't Forrest Gump where I just start telling my story and y'all don't even know who I am. I'm Jaden Harris. I'm a twenty-eight year old married Managing Director standing at six foot five and am a solid two hundred seventy-five pounds of milk chocolate with a bald clean shaven head and brown eyes that my wife can't get enough of. It's funny because back in high school I was nowhere near where I am now. I was six feet tall when I wasn't hunching and had a medium muscular build of one hundred seventy-five pounds to go along with my thick square-framed glasses and very shy demeanor. I didn't tell you that I was a nerd too, but unlike most nerds in these kind of stories, I was a 'cool' nerd. My intelligence didn't make me an outcast; instead it made me quite known around school. I had my own circle of friends I hung around with, but I could say hey to basically anyone and they'd reply in kind. Simply, I was friends with everyone—even the 'popular' students,(the basketball team and the cheerleaders) which is where my infatuation with Candace came from. To be on the basketball team and the cheerleader squad, you needed to maintain at least a 'B' grade or higher. We didn't have a lot of dumb jocks or ditsy broads in school (we had a few), but since I was excelling in all areas in school, I helped some of the guys keep their grades up when they started to slip a bit. I was helping Michael, our school's point guard with Math after school on a chilly Friday in the teacher's common room outside the lounge when my eyes saw Candace for the first time. Well, actually this was the first time I saw her up close, having seen her dancing at a lot of our school's home games. "Damn." I mused inside as Michael and I both stopped working at her entrance. Candace was a full figured beauty and curved in all the right directions. My eyes found her angel face down to her ample titties. Thinking back, I'd say she was a thirty-eight double-D. Then my eyes hit her lower half and all I could think was, goddamn! The sight of her tiny waist and thick hips had me a bit flustered, but I didn't call her 'Big Booty' earlier for nothing. Candace's backside gave Jennifer Lopez's a run for her money. "Damn, how does she have a booty like that and we're just in high school?" I asked myself as she walked over to our table, watching her plump ass cheeks switch with each step. When she got to the table, I lost my breath at the full sight of her. Her smooth, apple-butter brown skin glowed in the room's light, she had pretty hazel eyes and full, thick kissable lips while Candace's long hair was jet black and done in long curls surrounding her face. Meeting Candace for the first time, I really didn't know what to expect because back in the day, most of the cheerleaders were stuck-up bitches. Like something out of a clichéd high school TV show, these females actually thought they were better than somebody. They only hung out with the guys on the basketball team, talked dirty about people that didn't wear designer stuff outside of school, and acted like the world owed them something. Dating-wise, if you didn't have that ghetto, hood boy mentality, you weren't worth their time. I was just going to nicely say hi to Candace, but inwardly I was preparing for the worst. "Hey Michael," she spoke with a pleasant smile. "You're in here studying for Ms. Wall's math test, huh?" "Yup, and thanks to this man here—" Michael patted me on the shoulder. "I'm going to pass it. Oh yeah, Candace, this is Jaden and Jaden, this is Candace." "Oh, so you're Jaden? Your name is always coming up in something...from the teachers to the security guys that check us in the morning. You're something special, huh?" I smiled, "Nope, I'm just a nerd, but you're something special on the court at halftime." Candace blushed at my words, but didn't reply, so I continued, "Do you come with those dances 'cause they're great." "Halfway, I'm the captain and Ms. Brown's the squad director, so we come up with the dances together." "Yeah, now I know who came up with the booty pop at the bridge of the song then." I joked internally. "Well, y'all make a great team, so keep up the good work and if you ever need any help studying don't be afraid to ask." I told her, but it came off a little flirtatious. Candace must have liked it that way because she bit her bottom lip. "Thanks Jaden. Mike, we're waiting outside. Oh, if you want to, you're welcomed to come too, Jaden." "A'ight, we'll be out in a minute." I said, before Michael and I waited until she was gone to start talking again. "Damn...just damn, bruh!" I yelled about what just walked out of the room. "Did you see that body on her?" "Yup, everybody's been trying to get at that. Did you see her bite her lip at you? You might have a shot, Jay." I nudged him, "You're bugging, Mike." "C'mon with all that shy shit, Jay," Mike groaned. "Sometimes...just sometimes, you've got to take a shot. If you make it or if you miss, it's all good. With how you are with females, I'm surprised you ain't a virgin." "Hey, you were at that party that night. Gina and I got drunk then one thing led to another. Plus it didn't help that she went telling everybody and had the whole school—staff included looking at me funny for a week." Mike bust out laughing, "Hey, it was because it was you, man. Mr. Nerd finally got him some coochie last year." I laughed with him, "Yeah, sophomore year was a big year for me, but we've got to look to the future. This year now, senior year next, then getting the hell out of here." "You're headed to college, Jay?" "You know it and what about you?" "I might do CCP for my associate's degree in business." "Good, 'cause you need a plan nowadays, Mike." I told him seriously. "I hear you, Jay. Are we done here 'cause we've got people waiting on us?" "Do you think you're ready for the math test on Monday?" "Yup," "Then let's get out of here 'cause I'm too hungry to study anymore." We packed up and joined the basketball team and the cheerleaders outside then went to the McDonald's down the street from our school. We took up three tables in the restaurant, having ourselves a good old time and all I could do was stare at Candace. She was that sexy to me. When I got home, doing my home work was hard as hell with her on my mind. My dick just wouldn't go down, so I had to take care of myself and y'all know what I thought about. With how hot Candace was, I just knew the pussy between her thighs had to be even hotter. I beat my meat slowly, envisioning myself sucking on Candace's clit, her sucking my dick, and me pulling her hair while fucking her from behind. My fantasy was so hot that when I busted my nut, I screamed so loud that my mom came to see if I was alright. So here I was three months later in Math class with a bricked up dick in my pants and if I wasn't in school, best believe I would have been jerking off. And jerking off was getting old—real old. Girls came at me, serving up the pussy, but strangely in my mind, I only needed one pussy—Candace's pussy. I was craving Candace like a junkie needing a fix. "Goddamn, I really need to get the fuck out of here!" I cursed inside and lucky for me, it was Friday and Math was my last class of the day. I could get home, relieve myself and get on with my life. Oh, who the hell am I kidding? My life wasn't going to be right until I had Candace's pussy wrapped around my dick. "At least there's a party tomorrow. That should be good." I thought, jotting down some extra math problems Ms. Wall's assigned for homework. As I wrote down the last math problem, the last bell of the day rang and weirdly, my dick finally started to go down. I thanked God, packing up my book bag and heading to my locker. At my locker stood Mike, Candace, and a one of my fellow cool nerds, Skye. "What's up, Jay? You ready for the party tomorrow," Mike asked gleefully. "You know it's going to be hot!" "I know. I just hope people don't get too crazy. Remember the last party? Who brings Hennessy to a high school party?" "People trying to get fucked up," Skye spoke up. "I'm glad we left before the bullshit started, Jay." I nodded, "No doubt 'cause one thing I don't have time for is the bullshit." "So here's the plan; party Saturday, rest up Sunday, and get back on the school grind Monday." Candace explained. I laughed, "Isn't that always the plan?" "Yeah, but I was just going through it." "Cool," I smiled. "I'll see y'all tomorrow night." I started to walk away, but Skye stopped me with her words. "Wait Jay, you're not hanging with us?" "I can't today 'cause my mom has a long list stuff for me to do." I explained. I gave Mike a pound and both girls hugs, "Peace and stay safe guys." ***** Friday night through Saturday afternoon just sort of blurred together as my mom put me through the ringer with the chores she had me doing with her. From cleaning the basement to pulling up the weeds in the backyard, I was broken, hungry, and tired when it was all over. Lucky for me, it was only three 'o clock when we finally finished up. Some hotdogs sated my hunger and about a three hour nap refreshed me. It was six-thirty when I hopped in the shower, not getting out until a half an hour later. Coming to my bedroom, I found my mom standing there. "Who is she, Jaden?" she asked, folding her arms across her chest. I laughed, "What are you talking about, Ma?" "Don't play with me. Who's the girl you like, boy? You don't smell all nice for nothing," "I've got to look my best," I told her, but I did put on some sweetening oils because I knew for sure Candace was going to be there. Candace didn't party that much because she was cheerleading captain. "You know I'm going to a party tonight, Ma." "Yeah, I want you to be safe tonight 'cause I know what y'all do that those parties, but since all you've got on is a towel right now. I think you should tell me, so you can get dressed." I sighed, "Okay, her name's Candace, Ma. Are you happy now?" "Candace...is she pretty and does she have a good head on her shoulders?" "Yes, and from what I can tell, she's got a good head on her shoulders." "Good, now I want you to be safe out there and have a good time." I kissed Mom on the cheek, "Thanks, Ma and I will." I made it to the party at the Infusion café around eight-thirty and it was already in full swing. Glancing through the windows, I saw that the drinks were flowing and the ganja (weed) was being passed around freely. Stepping into the spot, the music was off the chain and the bass was so loud that I could the vibration underneath my feet. My eyes found Michael smoking and Skye dancing before they zoned in on Candace. I couldn't help, but stare as her gaze found mine and she walked towards me, those big hips swaying from side to side. The rhythm of her walk had me in trance. Snapping out of my trance, I took in how good she looked this night. She had her curly hair laying down and framing her beautiful face. She had on some tight black pants, a light blue shirt, and some black open-toed shoes. I looked down at her feet and saw that some of her toes had rings on them. When we came face to face, I saw she had a shiny lip gloss on her full, plump lips, which just brought them out even more. Her lip gloss was popping for real. "Hey Jaden," she said with a smile. "You just get here?" "Yeah, I was running a little late, but it doesn't look like I missed anything." "Nope, so, you ready to get this party started?" I smiled, "Let's get to it." It was about eight-thirty when I got to the party and by ten 'o clock, I'd been tipsy (since I was a lightweight), high, and a little in between cross-faded. Luckily, Mom made me take some food with me and the café had water for me to drink. I sobered up some and chilled jamming out to Black Sheep's "The Choice is Yours" as Candace sat next to me. We sat in silence for a long moment for two songs, watching as Michael got drunk and threw up while Skye was fine just dancing her ass off. I wasn't intoxicated anymore, but really just needed to chill some. "Hey," I said calmly to Candace with a sigh, breaking the silence between us. "What's up, you okay, Jay? 'Cause you were cross-faded as hell a minute ago," "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just taking it slow for now." The next song to come on was "On Top" by Trey Songz and I guess it was bump 'n grind time. Looking around; everybody picked a partner, dancing real nasty. Candace noticed it too because she looked at me with her sweet hazel eyes and leaned in. "You're taking it slow, but not slow enough to dance I hope?" I nodded, "I'm cool to dance." We got up, finding a free spot on the floor and got real close with no real space between us. Candace slipped her leg between mine and started to slow grind on my thigh. I put my hand on the small of her back, just above her thick booty and started to grind back. I could feel her grinding her pussy on one of my thighs and her thigh was gently gliding under my balls. Candace had a big naughty smile on her face as she rocked on me. It was an incredible feeling. Without skipping a beat, she like the other girls, guided me up against a wall, pressing that juicy booty of hers against my crouch. I could hardly take it as my dick was swelling big time. Dancing with Candace like this was one of the hottest moments of my life. We danced real slow as it was got hot and heavy between us and I knew we both loved it. It felt so good that I got pissed when Pharrell's "Happy" suddenly came on. "Ugh," Candace groaned as I laughed. "I'm sick of this damn song." I laughed a bit more, "Well, I haven't heard it that much, so it's cool with me." "Whatever Jay," Candace flagged me off. "Hey, I'm kind of hungry. Can you walk me to the store?" "Yeah, let's go." Now, I failed to mention this, but where we all lived and where Infusion was located wasn't the best neighborhood. We didn't have gangs or people shooting up the streets—we did have some drug dealers though. It was going on ten-thirty and there was no doubt that they were standing on the corner, selling their product. Going to the store, it was smooth sailing, but coming back, we ran into some trouble and I probably did the stupidest shit ever. We were leaving the store and after turning down some drugs, things looked cool—until some of the dealers (who were grown ass men) tried to holler at Candace. We just ignored them and kept walking, but one guy wouldn't be denied. "Yo, sweetheart!" he called from behind, real close to us. "I know you hear me talking to you." Quickly, he was on us and tried to grab Candace's arm, forcing something inside me to snap. What was happening was something I had to deal with every day. Seeing grown ass men try to spit game to teenage girls like shit was all good. That shit irritated me to no end and stupidly, I chose to make a stand here. "What the fuck is your problem, dude?!" I snapped, turning around to face him. "You're a grown ass man, trying come at a girl in high school. How fucked up are you?" "And what're you going to do?" he challenged me and I didn't noticed the gang of guys surrounding us. "Is she your chick and shit? Stay in your lane 'cause the pussy can't be that good." "Yo, all I'm saying is she ain't interested, so step the fuck off, bruh." With that, I was met with the dude's right hook to my face and soon I was on the ground. I tried to get up, but couldn't as about four or five guys joined in his beating of my ass. While these guys kicked my ass with punches and stomps, I guess Candace made it back to the café because I don't know how much time passed, but I'd never been so happy to hear Michael's voice in my life. "Oh shit, Candace was right! That's Jay," The entire basketball team (all twenty members) ran to my aid. I lay in heap with a bloody lip and sore ass ribs as Michael helped me back to my feet. With all the commotion outside, I'm pretty sure one of the store owners called the police because we heard sirens in the distance. "A'ight guys, let's get back to the café before the cops get here." Michael suggested. "Okay, but how are you feeling, Jaden?" Candace asked. "I'm fine," I told her. "I'm just going to go home now." "And explain to your Mom how you got your lip split?" she countered. "Ugh, point taken." I groaned, holding my right side. "My mom's working the night shift at her job, so why don't you come over, get straightened up, and then go home?" "Fine, but let's get going 'cause the sirens are getting louder." I said before we started for Candace's house with Michael accompanying us as protection. ***** I sat on Candace's living room couch with just my pants on as Candace was in the kitchen getting me a washcloth for my lip. There was nothing going down, but outside I took quite a few punts to the ribs and my Mom being a nurse taught me how to check to see if anything was broken. I rubbed my tender right side gently and thankfully nothing was broken. "Damn," Candace's voice sounded as she stood a few feet away from me and I knew she liked what she saw. I was a nerd, but I wasn't skinny and lanky like Steve Urkel. I had muscles (complete with six-pack abs) and could play basketball. Hell, I could have joined the team at school, but chose focus more on my studies. "Oh sorry about my shirt, Candace. I was just checking on about my ribs. Nothing's broken," I explained. "Good, what were you thinking out there, Jay?" she asked, her voice full of concern as she sat next to me. "Liking a chick can make a guy do some crazy things," I said instantly, losing my shyness. "Plus grown dudes coming at high school chicks make me sick." My adrenaline was up from the confrontation outside even though I got my ass kicked. I didn't give a fuck and was down for anything that came my way. I shifted in my seat, finding a comfortable position to sit in that didn't hurt much. "Um, so you like me, Jaden?" Candace asked, placed the warm washcloth on my mouth, wiping the blood off. "Mmhm," I blurred as she continued to wipe my mouth until all the blood was gone. "Okay, your lip's actually not that bad. It just going to be fat for a minute though," she told me. "So, let's get back to you liking me and all that." "That's it, Candace. I like you 'cause you're not like the others cheerleaders," I said deadpan. "You're nice instead being stuck-up and letting popularity go to your head. I've been feeling you for three months, so that's it and what happened outside was because a girl like you doesn't deserve to be treated like some ratchet chick walking around the Hood." I put my hand on her thigh and rubbed it as we did that soap opera stare at each other. Suddenly, Candace stood up, straddled me, and shoved her tongue in my mouth. I was a little shocked, but I shook it off along with slight pain in my side when my dick started reacting to her actions. "Is it good if I've feeling you too?" Candace quizzed. "Yeah, it's real good, girl." My hands were all over her butt in those black tights, my manhood getting harder and harder by the second. Candace started kissing me on my neck; licking from my neck to my ears. As she did this I moaned just a little to let her know that I was really feeling her. Craving Candace I reached under the back of her shirt and caressed her soft brown skin. I slid my hands into the back of her tights. I was surprised since Candace was wearing a thong and that drove me wild. Candace's hands massaged my chest and pinched my nipples before rubbing on my ribs some. I pulled her shirt off and raised her black lace bra from the bottom, so that her lush titties could fall from the cups. While sucking on her right nipple, I gently squeezed the left one. Every so often, I would flick my tongue over her nipple, just teasing it before sucking on it again. Candace began to moan softly as I kissed and sucked on her breasts and neck. She asked me to stand up and when I did, she ran her hands around my dick that was desperately trying to get out of my pants. She unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. Now all I had on was a pair of black boxer briefs along with a rock dick that was nine inches long and thick. Candace licked along every vein in it before taking me in her mouth. "Damn, she's so good." I thought as she sucked hard and fast on my erection. I grabbed the back of her head and let Candace do her thing for a good ten minutes. When I felt myself about to nut, I stopped her. "Shit, after that, I've got to return the favor." I said and she was more willing to let me do so. I pulled her tights off and laid her on the floor with nothing, but her thong on. I slid between her legs with my face inches away from her slit. I stuck out my tongue and licked the fabric covering her pussy. I pulled the thong to the side and eyed Candace's pussy for the first time. "Damn, your pussy's pretty girl." I told her, looking almost amazed before starting to eat her out. Every time I would suck on her clit, Candace would arch her back and moan loud as hell. I was happy that her mom wasn't home if she was going to be moaning so loud. How she was moaning though let me know I was doing my thing—and doing it well. "Eat this pussy, Jay!" she yelled, getting into our encounter more and more. Candace grabbed my head and pulled me further into her pussy. When I started short sucking her clit that was all she wrote. She began to wiggle around on the floor while holding my head between her legs. "Right there, right there shit! That's what I'm talking about," she moaned. "Eat this pussy, baby! Eat it!" I must have hit Candace's sweet spot because I found out she was a squirter as her juices flowed down my throat with some spilling down my chin. When I finished eating her, I quickly turned her over in the doggy-style position. Placing the fresh condom I always carried around with me on, I slammed into her wet pussy, giving it to her rough and hard. Normally, I would have been gentle, but the pain in my side intensified some and my thrust got stronger with each twinge of pain. I was feeling a bit freaky, so I tested the waters by taking a finger and gently pushed it in Candace's asshole. "Oh shit Jay, what are you doing?" "Sorry, I'll take my finger out if you want?" Candace shook her head, "Naw, don't that feels good!" "Mmm, you really like it?" I questioned. "I've taken it up the ass before, so keep that up." I laughed out loud, slowly fucking her ass with my finger while I madly fucked her pussy. Candace loved it, so everything was good. "She's sexy, but damn. I didn't know she was a freak." I thought. I gave her deep, long strokes for a good five minutes until Candace stopped me with a wild request. "Shit, put your dick in my ass, Jay." My eyes widened at her words, "Are you for real, girl?" "Yeah, you started it—playing with ass, so finish it, boy." I chuckled, "A'ight, you want it, you've got it, but do you really want it in your ass?" "Yeah, I want it, Jay," she replied, looking back at me with a wink. "C'mon, I really want it." "Okay," I shrugged. I had to be sure she wanted to do this and Candace vehemently said yes. I aimed aimed my dick at her awaiting asshole. I teased her entrance with the tip of my manhood; making Candace beg some. "Come on, Jaden. Push it in, babe." "I will," "Just go slow though," I pushed the head of my dick against the entrance and heard Candace inhale deeply as I pushed into her ass, hearing a soft popping noise. "Ahh!" she let out a pained groan. "That's it, baby, but just keep going slow." I listened and pushed my cock slowly into her behind. Little by little my cock entered her ass as Candace relaxed her entire body. My hands grasped her hips tightly and continued to push, sinking my man meat into Candace until I was almost completely inside her again. I pushed a final time and felt my cock sink into Candace's asshole. Candace screamed loud and long with pleasure. When I had about six inches into her, I stopped and held still. I let out a loud gasp, my legs trembling with desire as Candace groaned. After a few minutes, I began to rock my hips slowly and it only took a moment for Candace to begin to moving her ass in rhythm with my thrusts. "Damn! It's tight! Relax Candace. Mmm, relax baby." I continued to slowly guide my dick deeper into her ass, which made Candace groan. It looked so hot seeing my dick between her booty cheeks. "This is incredible," I moaned. I began to slowly move in and out of it. I could hear her breathing softly with each movement. She began to massage her pussy in order to help herself get into it even more. After a minute, I slid another two inches into her while moving in and out. "Fuck! It's in so deep!" moaned Candace as I gradually began to increase my pace. "Mmm, it's so tight, girl." I groaned, feeling her ass muscles flexing around me. When she was ready to be fucked she turned her head and told me, "Get to it," and I started slamming into that juicy ass really fast, watching it beautifully ripple with my thrusts. "Damn!" I yelled as we found our rhythm. Our rhythm entranced me, making me go mad with lust. I grabbed her hips and slammed all the way into her ass, making her scream. "Yes, Jay, fuck me!" she hissed. "Fuck my asshole!" "You like it this way, baby?" "Oh, fuck yes!" Candace began to groan with the pleasure she received from me. She began to plead with me to fuck her harder, faster, to make her ass feel my cock. She pleaded with me to make her cum at the fast and furious rhythm of our sex while my cock slammed into her tight ass with hard thrusts. "Fuck, baby! Oh, soon I'm going to cum!" A minute after she screamed, Candace's body convulsed with a powerful orgasm. "Shit! Fuck me, fuck me, Jay! I'm cumming!" she yelled in broken tones because of my deep and vigorous thrusts while her eyes curled up in her head as she squirted all over the place, cumming a second time. "That's right, cum for me, Candace!" I moaned as the warm feeling of her juices combined with that soft ass cushioning my pelvis caused my dick to throb. "I'm going to bust," I warned, giving her my death stroke. "Mmm, where do you want it? "Nut on my titties, baby. Nut on my titties," she moaned. I pulled out of Candace, standing up as she turned on her knees quickly as I stroked my dick. It only took a few good pumps when I felt my dick begin to throb as my nut began to work its way up to the surface world. This was it: the point of no return. "Cum for me, Jay. Come on, baby." Candace coaxed me on. "Shit!" I yelled as my dick throbbed and began to erupt. I didn't just cum, but instead damn near exploded. Unlike many other guys, I cum like a damn fountain, which Candace was about to find out. I squirted rivers of cum all over her breasts and when I was finally done Candace broke out laughing as I crumbled to my knees. "Damn," she said still laughing. "I wasn't expecting all that." "I'm sorry," "Don't be 'cause that means I did my job." I laughed and smiled, "You did a damn good one too." "So did you, Jay." "Thanks," With that, we cleaned up and I made my way home. The fucked up part being that now that the sex was over, the pain from the beating I took came back. It was around twelve-fifteen when I got back into the house. Luckily, Mom was sleeping, so I got out of explaining my fat lip to her. I knew wouldn't be able to get away with it tomorrow, but for that moment I was just going to relish the fact that I fucked Candace. Crawling into bed, I found a comfortable position to lie in and thought, "Damn, I thought I'd been craving Candace before, but after tonight—I definitely need another fix of her."