3 comments/ 22076 views/ 2 favorites Finding Faith Ch. 01 By: bluecaban13 Faith stepped out of the store in such a rush that she never saw him coming. David had just looked down to the ringing that emerged from his pocket when she hit him, literally. It was 6:30pm on a snowy Thursday night at the corner of Queen and Yonge St when the two collided for what was not to be the last time. "Excuse me." "Sorry." muttered David as he quickly slipped his phone back into his right pocket. He looked up and stopped. Standing before him was a face with the biggest, darkest pair of brown eyes he had ever seen. So dark in fact they looked almost black. Slightly thick eyebrows, impeccably shaped to give a teasing arch. A soft rounded nose that pointed away from her face. And her lips. Lips that a man begged for at sometime in his life. Lips so full that they pouted. They made Davids cock tighten just looking at them. Lost in a surprised state of shock David continued to stare while the two very dark brown eyes stared back. "In most cases, when people say excuse me, it means they want to get by." chuckled Faith. And with a click of her heels she was off. David continued to stare, taken aback by the sight of a woman that so quickly played hit and run with his brain. He watched her from outside the corner store while snow drifted slowly around him, casting an eerie orange glow around the street lamps that encircled the parking lot. The object of his curiosity was sliding gracefully into a silver BMW 3 series coupe. David stood 6'3, with black hair and dark blue eyes. He had a muscular build that was given to him through good genes and lots of exercise. And as he stood breathing in the harsh cold air, staring into the fading headlights he felt like kicking himself for letting the long legged brown-eyed nymph escape without any knowledge or hope that he would see her again. Shaking his head, he turned and started towards the entrance of the store. There was a large crunch as he stepped on something. He looked down and smiled. Luck be a lady tonight. *** Faith stood staring out the window of her condo. She was on the 19th floor of the high rise building. She was eagerly waiting for the phone to ring and announce the arrival of her much needed dinner. It was freezing in the city and nothing but lights from other apartments and houses could be seen off in the distance. The wind made an eerie howling noise as she sipped white wine, staring off into the overcast sky. Beep, beep, beep sang her phone. "Shoot." muttered Faith. She quickly scoured the glass end table to locate a coaster. Finding none, she just set it down. Beep, beep, beep. "I'm coming!" she yelled. In her haste to get to the phone that hung on the wall in her kitchen she bumped the end table, spilling the contents of her glass onto the hardwood floor. Glass shattered and wine splattered, sending broken wet pieces onto her nearby black shag rug. "Thank god it wasn't red wine." she muttered as she quickly dashed for the phone. "Hello?" "Delivery!" yelled the voice on the other line. "Okay, 19th floor apartment 9." "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep." went the buzzer of the door being unlocked as she pushed the number three button on her phone pad. Faith put down the phone and went over to the front door where earlier she had kicked her snow encrusted heels and bag. Opening her bag she looked swiftly for her wallet. Nothing. Lip-gloss, makeup bag, agenda, cell phone, hand cream, bottle of water. No wallet. "Shit, shit!" she whimpered. Where the hell was her wallet? Okay. Don't freak, she thought to herself. When did you last use your wallet? Let's see, I went to the gas station. No, no. First I went to Lunch with Amy. I had it then. Then I went to Indigo, got that book I really wanted. I went back to the office, got coffee later. Hmmmm- Thump thump thump, a pounding knock on her door. "Just a minute!" she yelled, running and nearly tripping on the coat she had carelessly left laying in the entry way of her bedroom. Thump thump thump went the sound of impatience. "Jeez, I said I'm coming!" she yelled. She grabbed the twenty that was surrounded by change on her night table. She turned and tripped over her coat again in her hurry to get to the door. She jerked it open just in time to save her door from another round of beatings. "You ordered sushi?" asked a young Asian male as he shoved a plastic bag towards her. He looked to be in his late teens. "Yeah. How much do I owe you?" "$14.95, miss." "Here," she said handing him the bill. "Keep the change!" she sang, slamming the door in his face. She had just placed her food down when the phone rang. "I'm eating," she said out loud to her phone. "And for god sakes didn't someone invent answering machines for a reason?" The phone continued to ring. If it was really important then the person would call her cell. Then she'd answer. Opening the container of California rolls and dragon rolls, Faith pointedly ignored her phone. Finally a beep. The answering machine clicked on as she sat down to her tasty meal. "Hello Faith," said a deep sounding male voice. "I'm not sure if you've gotten home yet, but I thought I'd call and save you some grief." There was a long pause. Faith stopped with chopsticks in hand and a roll in her mouth and quirked an eyebrow. "I have your wallet, and I would assume that you-" "Hello? I'm here!" "Hi. I didn't think that you were home." "Sorry I was sitting down for dinner and I- who is this?" "David." was the reply. "I'm sorry David, thank you so much I need to pick it up right away. I almost died this evening-er where exactly did you find my wallet?" "You left it on the ground outside the drug store. You know, on the corner where you bumped into me?" "Ooooooooh-you." "Yesss me." Silence. She remembered him. The tall guy with the jet black hair, chiseled jaw and powerful looking lips that dared you not to touch them. And those eyes. Eyes so blue, so erotically dark and, and- "Um, so when can I pick it up?" she asked, clearing her throat. "I don't know. I happen to be across the city right now. If you'd like I could come by and drop it off." Faith looked around her condo. Shopping bags and glass littered her apartment floor. "Ummm, maybe it would be better if I came and grabbed it from you." "Are you sure? I could easily swing by and drop it off." "No that's alright. Let me grab a pen so I can write down you address." *** Faith pulled into the parking lot of what looked like a small abandoned building. She got out of the car, locked it, and strolled towards the brown bricked building wondering if she had gotten the address wrong. It had taken her some time to discover the street. But living in a city where streets were double- and sometimes triple-named,there was sometimes only drive, crescent and street to mark the difference of area. She tentatively knocked on the door, huddling inside her warm coat to fight off the winter chill. Nothing. Faith turned back to go to her car when she heard the front door open. "I've been waiting for you." said David as he gestured for her to enter. "Welcome to my home." He was wearing a white cotton sweater and a pair a jeans that had a tear at the left knee. He was gorgeous. Faith quickly considered the ramifications of entering this handsome mans home. I mean what could the worst thing be? That he fucks me, she thought with a tingle of warmth spreading between her legs. No, it would be if he killed me and cut me up into tiny pieces, she decided. "I swear I don't bite," he chuckled, turning away from her as he retreated back into the house. "unless you want me to." He didn't even glance back to see if she had followed. Faith took a deep breathe and stepped into the entry square of his house. There was only a small landing with a closet and a mat for shoes directly behind the door. Straight ahead was a staircase leading up to what looked like the living room, and to the right was another set of stairs that lead down below to a kitchen. The house was tastefully decorated and was full of rich browns and creams. As she slipped out of her shoes Faith realized that she should have gotten dressed properly before she left her condo. All she wore was a black silk skirt that rested just above her knees and a flimsy black blouse that left little to the imagination. "I don't mean to intrude on you and your family."she said as she followed him up into the living room. To her right, at the top of the staircase, was a roaring fire surrounded by a long dark brown leather couch. A cream shag rug lay directly before it. Ahead she could see a door which looked like it led to a bedroom or office. Another set of stairs to her left led to what was probably the top of the building. She stood in the living room waiting for him to reappear, refusing to go further into the unknown house. He came out of the door directly ahead of her, confirming her suspicions that a bedroom lay ahead, with what looked like a sleigh bed dominating its space. "Sorry about that. I had put your wallet on my bed before I hopped in the shower." David said, glancing down. She looked down too and saw ten masculine toes wiggle in hello. Faith laughed, "Well its nice to see that someone's enjoying this weather enough to go without socks. I'm freezing!" "Come have a seat." He pointed to the cream colored shag rug. Faith paused, unsure if she wanted to stay. This man was a tad overwhelming and reeked of confidence and power. Should she risk it? David gently gripped her upper arm and guided her towrad the fireplace Faith hesitated and then sat down. "You know, I have one of these." Faith said sitting down with her legs gently folded beneath her. "Really?" "Yes, only right now it's got wine and glass all over it!" David cocked an eyebrow. She liked wine did she? Well, he was not one to argue with fate. If she liked to drink then drink she would. He went over to the cabinet on the opposite wall of the fireplace and opened it up. "Red or white?" "White, please." She looked up as he turned his back to her, admiring the way his muscles flexed with control under his shirt. "Here, let me help you with those" she said, rising to claim her glass. Maybe a little too quickly. Because when he turned she was there right behind him and he bumped into her, pushing the glasses away from her in hopes that he would not spill anything in her direction. "Oh my goodness I'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz!" David stared at the red stain spreading on his shirt. "It's OK, don't worry about it." "I'll have it dry cleaned for you I-" her words broke off as without a care in the world he set the glasses down on the liquor cabinet and proceeded to remove his shirt. "Really, I-" His chest made her tingle and flush. "Not to worry, it's off and I'll be dry in seconds." He smiled willfully, looking down into her stunned gaze. Their gazes met and locked. And as if god himself had bonked her on the head, Faith found she couldn't breathe. "I- I-" "You what?" asked David. Dropping his shirt to the floor, he quickly grabbed her before she could think about escaping. "You know, I couldn't believe my luck when I saw you. This hot little number just came and rubbed up against me out of nowhere, and then scampers off before I have a chance to blink. So imagine my surprise when my little nymph left her wallet in a pile of snow. As if unknowingly saying to me, come and get me." Faith just stared like a deer caught in headlights, mouth open in the shape of an O. "Now I know I'm very lucky, because only a couple hours later I find myself at home with my arms around my little nymph" David had pulled Faith tightly to him, trapping her arms in his embrace and squeezing her breasts to his chest. He leaned down and started whispering in her ear. He told her in erotic detail what he wanted to do to her, starting with her toes and working his way up. No part of her body would be ignored, he said, and just to make sure he'd gotten it right he'd do it all twice. Faith felt her face flame up from all the things David was whispering to her. She shuddered in pure delight. Her nipples hardened and she felt a squelch between her legs when she tried to turn away from him. "I don't even know you." She sighed. "You could." David turned Faith in his arms so that her back was pressing up against him intimately. He slowly rubbed her arms with his large rough hands and murmured softly in her ear. "Tell me you want this." "I don't know," she moaned. "Please!" "That's not what I wanted to hear," he said, chuckling lightly as he pulled her top up and over her head. "Now, tell me that you want this." He said again, pressing his raging hard-on against her pert bottom. He rubbed himself against her, letting her feel just how badly he wanted her. He breathed gently on her neck and then moved up slightly to nibble on her ear as he let her shirt fall to the floor. He unclasped her bra, releasing her breasts into his awaiting hands. Her nipples hardened instantly and her breasts swelled under his caresses. He pinched her nipples and she cried out from the exquisite pulse it sent to her already soaked pussy. She was drenched. "I, I-" she whimpered. "You what?" He asked as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. "Do you want this?" he said, squeezing her nipples again roughly. She squirmed in his firm grasp. "Or do you want something else?" he whispered, sliding his hands down her stomach and into the waist line of her skirt. Her head fell back into the curve of his neck as his left hand continued to play with her breasts. His right had been inching slowly down her navel and into her skirt, where all he encountered was smooth and hairless skin. "Oh? Where is your underwear?" "I didn't put any on." Faith moaned. David felt his cock twitch, straining with a vengeance to be released. Slowly he traced her wet lips as she continued to whimper, asking without words for him to touch her. David withdrew his hand and without warning pushed her onto her knees. He walked around in front of her and knelt, grabbing a handful of hair to pull her head back. He locked eyes with her. "You're a very naughty girl, Faith. First you come over here acting all innocent and grateful, and then you start to tease and tempt me." He sighed. "And now I find out that you're not wearing any underwear! Tell me Faith. Are you a good girl or a bad girl?" "A bad girl" she breathed. David cocked an eyebrow. "And do you like it slow or rough?" "Please," she whimpered. "Slow or rough?" he growled. "OOOhhhhh I-rough," she choked out. "Please!" "And what is it that you really want Faith?" "I want you!" "What do you want me to do Faith?" "I want-" "Do you want me to fuck you Faith?" "Ohhhhhhhh!"she moaned. "Please!" "Say it," he growled. His cock throbbed. "Let me hear you say the words!" "Fuck me." "What's that?" "Fuck me." "Louder, Faith. I want you to scream it!" "I want you to fuck me!" she shouted. "How badly do you want me to fuck you, Faith?" "Oooh god-" she exclaimed, squeezing her now drenched pussy lips against the inside of her slippery thighs. "How bad, Faith?" He asked, tugging hard on her hair. She swallowed. Hard. "Real bad, and really hard-please, I want it!" David growled low in his throat and stood up. He undid his belt. He then proceeded to unbutton his jeans and slowly pushed them and his white briefs down his hips. Out sprang his aching cock. It glistened with pre-cum and twitched in anticipation. "Are you my dirty little girl, Faith?" "Yes," she breathed, looking up at him from the floor. "I want you to suck my dick. Would you like that, Faith? Huh? Have this cock in your mouth?" "Yesssss." she hissed. "Put your hands behind you back and hold onto both of your wrists." Faith quickly linked both of her hands by grasping her wrists behind her back. David stepped closer so that his cock was centimeters away from her mouth. Slowly he rubbed the tip of the head onto her lips, smearing pre-cum over them. "Lick your lips." She did, darting her tongue out slowly and tentatively, smearing the tart taste on her lips like an expensive lip-gloss she couldn't get enough of. David continued to rub his cock along her face, teasing her with what she wanted most. "Open your mouth." As wide as she could, Faith opened her mouth to receive her prize. Gently she sucked his cock into her hot willing cavern. She looked up at him with her dark brown eyes, watching with pleasure as he closed his eyes in pure bliss. "Yes. That's it. Take it." "Mmmmm" she sighed as his cock slid in and out of her mouth, the sound of saliva making noises when he rammed into her. "You're not going cum until I tell you to." He said forcefully, grabbing her hair and twisting it around his fist. "Do you understand?" This news only made her wetter. "I am going to cum again and again, all over you, I'm going to fill your pussy and ass with my hot cum and you're going to take all of it." "You're going to beg me to let you come, do you hear me?" "Mnmmmm," she moaned loudly as she felt his cock start to twitch. "I am going to fuck you every possible way while you beg me to let you cum!" He was now rhythmically pounding her face, forcing her to gag on his raging cock as it continued to swell under her swirling tongue. "Because you're my dirty little girl, aren't you?" "Mmmmmyess." She murmured around his throbbing prick. "I can't wait to be in your hot tight cunt. Would you like that? Would you like to feel my dick in your hot tight cunt? Would you cum all over my dick?" "MMyeesssssss!" she moaned loudly as he erupted into her mouth. Pulse after pulse of hot sticky cum pored into her and slid down her willing throat. "UunnnmmmmmmAhhhhhhhh!" he moaned. "Take it you dirty little girl, take it all!" He leaned down and pinched her nipples, twisting them hard between his thumbs. And then without warning she came. Squirt after squirt of her juices poured from her clenched and spasming pussy. "Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried. She shook with the raw wonder that she was so turned on by what she was doing that she burst from within without being touched. David stared down intently at Faith as she continued to attempt to lick him clean of his cum while she shuddered in the aftermath of her orgasm. "You came." he stated simply. He grinned wickedly, "And now you have to be punished." To be continued: If you have any requests please email me. I'd love to hear them, because this story is not just for me it's for you! Finding Faith Ch. 02 Finding Faith Chapter 02: Punishment Read Chapter One! This story is dedicated to Mr. Roberts;) David slowly pulled his cock from between Faith's lips. A trail of salvia and cum hung from the tip of is dick to her devilish lips. "Oh god," moaned Faith, as she tried to regain her breath. She was bent over on all fours and was absently rubbing her pussy lips with her thighs, squeezing the soaked aroused zone. She lifted her right hand and started playing with her swollen clit. Pushing first one finger and then quickly a second into her cunt, her thumb flying over her clit as she tried to bring about another orgasm. David smiled willfully down at the sexy female lying on her knees on his carpet fingering herself. He too was trying to slow down his breathing and gain some kind of control. With a shake of his head he forced his brain to focus and his body into action. He reached down and grabbed Faith, who cried out with loss as her fingers were yanked from her pussy. "Oh no you don't," he grabbed both of her hands in one of his. "You've been a very naughty girl, and I promised you punishment and I mean to give it to you." Half dragging her over to their fallen pile of clothing he grabbed his belt and wrapped into around her wrists again and again until he was able to securely buckle it. "What are you doing?" moaned Faith. She stared with excitement at her bounded writs. "I'm going to show you what I do to naughty girls." He then lifted her up over his shoulder ignoring her squeals of protest to put her down. "If you don't quiet down I'll gag you." He threatened. Faith was hung face down over David's back looking down at his buttocks that clenched with every step. Faith realized then that he was going to take her to his bedroom with the massive bed that she had peeked at earlier on. "I don't usually do this." She stammered from over his shoulder. "Do what?" He answered. "Have kinky sex with strangers?" "Yea-," she managed to get out whilst being flung onto the bed. She bounced not once, not twice, but three times before she was finally able to regain her balance. "Do you like my bed?" "It's very bouncy," she replied struggling to sit up. "But don't you just love to bounce?" he said staring at her chest. He reached down and plucked at her nipples making her cry out. He then grasped the back of her head with his large hand and roughly pulled her towards him. Pressing her breasts roughly to his chest he kissed her, hard. Their tongues met with renewed fury and as Faith's hands lay tightly bounded between them, she was unable to hold on to him as she would have liked. "Untie me," she moaned into his mouth. "Un-uh," he said releasing her mouth. "For the rest of the night your mine." David pushed Faith down so she was sprawled on his bed. He turned and walked over to his closet, reaching up and pulling something off the top shelf. He walked back over to the bed with his hands behind his back and then deictically pulled a blood red silk tie out in front of him. Faith watched captivated too excited to ask what was going on and watched as David, folded it over and catching her eyes he snapped it. "Oh god-" she said breathlessly. "Actually it's David, and I going to make you scream it over and over till you get it right." He reached over her head and lifted her still bound hands over her head; he proceeded to tie the belt holding her wrists to the silk tie and then tied the tie tightly to the bed. "You're going beg me to fuck you tonight," he chuckled. He then climbed onto the foot of the bed, and placed her feet onto his lap. The contact was electric and when Faith felt the burning heat of his skin touching hers it sent a shiver through her body causing her nipples to harden even more painfully. Grasping her feet roughly with both hands David started to slowly stroke the arches and sole of Faith's feet. "Stop that, it tickles," she giggled trying to wiggle her feet away. David didn't reply he simply held on tighter to the wiggling feet and placed his thumbs into the ridges on the bottom of her feet and pressed hard. "Oh-oh my," she moaned. A pulsation of pure pleasure ran up her legs to her throbbing pussy. "They say that there is a connection from every spot on a person's body to a nerve found on the bottom of their feet." He pushed again, harder. "Please." David continued his torture of Faith's feet as she struggled with her bonds above her head. His cock was twitching with anticipation of plunging into her hot wet pussy; it was slowly rubbing against her feet as he continued his torment. He couldn't take it any more. He began to roughly caress Faith calves working his way up to her thighs where he could smell her arousal growing more intense because of his unwillingness to let her pleasure herself. He began to kiss and nuzzle her stomach lightly licking her exposed skin then blowing on it causing her to shiver. He continued to do this all over her upper body making sure to ignore her aching hard nipples. Her skin was pulsing hot and became so inflamed it was as if she had been running only moments before. "David, please!" she begged. She was squeezing and rubbing her thighs together in hopes to relieve some of the ache that continued to grow in between her legs. It was getting harder because she was so aroused and so wet that she was barely able to cause any friction due to clear moisture that slowly dripped out of her cunt. David leaned back and flipped her over onto her stomach and lifted her by her hips aiming her ass high in the air. She braced herself with her elbows trying to gain some form of balance on the bouncy mattress. She couldn't see him but she could hear his ragged breathing and she could feel the heat of his body as it was pressed up against the place she wanted him to touch most. He gently cupped her ass, slowly rubbing the palm of his hand on one cheek then the other, and then without warning: SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. "Yes, oh yes spank me!" "Have you been a bad girl? Do you deserve a spanking?" "Yes -I do. I need to be punished!" "Why what have you been doing my naughty girl? Have you been touching yourself?" "Yessssssssssss," she hissed. She was dripping wet and crying out with the need of release. SMACK went his other hand on her other cheek. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK was the resonating sound of him spanking her bouncing off the bedroom walls. He stopped and rubbed her tingling flesh, feeling the heat radiating off of her burning skin on his palm. David then grabbed a hold of his cock with one hand while keeping the other hand securely gripped around her ass cheek. Without warning he began slowly rubbing it between Faith's pussy lips, softly fucking them all the while gently rubbing her now engorged clit. "Stop teasing me," she begged. "Just give it to me, give it to me now!" "Do you want it?" he teased. "YES!" she screamed. "Really?" "Damn you David fuck me, fuck me now!" Fearing that he wouldn't last much longer David grabbed ahold of her hips and plunged with one thrust to the hilt. His balls rested against her sopping pussy lips and they in turn literally started to tighten due to the extreme heat radiating from her core. "Yes, yes, oh god you're so big!" she cried. Her face was planted into the mattress and it was becoming difficult to breath. Her nipples where aching so badly and he just was throbbing so hotly inside of her that she was shaking in anticipation. "David!" He growled, pulling out and then roughly thrusting back into her. He pulled out again. "Say it!" "David." He thrust back into to her. "Scream it!" he shouted. "Oh god David, David, David!" she chanted. With each cry of his name he thrust harder into to her, the headboard that held her tied wrists banged loudly into the wall. Faith tightened her pussy muscles squeezing him unmercifully while he fought to stay in control. He released her hips and grabbed her hair. Twisting it into his fist he pulled her hair back toward him forcing her to push back against him. "Yes that's it fuck me back," he groaned. She pushed against him causing the slap of their bodies connecting to echo throughout the room. "Yes oh yeah fuck me! Fuck me harder! Harder!" she wailed all the while pushing back into him as hard as she could. Her pussy was throbbing and she felt the tremors of her orgasm start. "Are you going to cum?" Panted David tugging harder on her hair. "Are you going to cum all over my cock?" "Ohh unnmm," Faith cried as the tremors stopped and then her clit twitched sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing throughout her body. She pushed back as hard as she could on David's cock before she fell forward, losing the ability to use her hips and legs. "Yes that's it, milk that cock," roared David. He continued to pound her cunt driving her further and harder into the mattress, while she clutched his dick with her pussy muscles as hard as she could. "I'm cuming," she moaned. "Cum for me," he rasped thrusting into her again and again, trying to hold on just a little bit longer. "Cum all over my cock!" "Oh yes-David!" Riding her now and still pulling on her hair David reached down with one finger and gently between Faith's ass cheeks began to tease the tiny puckered hole. "Yes play with my ass! That's it! That's it," she wailed. "Oh yes stick that finger up my ass!" And with one quick shove David slid his finger up roughly Faith's ass, and she shuddered as she came again and then again and then again. Her pussy clenched him like a velvet fist and as he rode her orgasm after orgasm after multiple orgasm until he found release. "Ah yes that's good. Fuck that cock you dirty girl! Yeah that's it squeeze me. Make me cum!" "Uhh," she moaned, unable to comprehend anything else but the pleasure vibrating between her legs as David's dick twitched and his cum poured into her. Heated streams of cum shot and filled her womb. David let go of her hair and withdrew his finger from her winking eye and grabbed her hips as he thrust one last time into her spasming cunt, finally spent. "God-David, David," she whimpered, shaking in the aftermath of it all, unable to focus on anything but the pounding in her chest as she struggled to catch her breath. David flopped on her crushing her with his weight before rolling off of her. Laying face to face the stared at each other. Blue passion filled eyes searching brown ones. Nothing but their breathing could be heard in the room. The smell of their passion hung strongly in the air. Chuckling David asked, "So do you want to go again?" *** To be continued Finding Faith Ch. 03 Chapter 03: Say something... Read Chapter 2! It was five o'clock in the morning; Faith knew this because the buzzer from the alarm clock was blaring in competition with her cries. She was straddled over David's thighs, her hands running through her hair as she attempted to gain some kind of control of what was happening to her body. They had spent the prior night exploring each other in ways Christopher Columbus never even dreamed about. "It's negative five below Celsius!" roared the excited radio personality. David thrust up into Faith forcefully. She groaned as she ground back down in retaliation against him as hard as she could, matching him thrust for thrust. He was unwilling to let her take the lead and was digging his fingers roughly into her flesh. She leant down, momentarily loosening his grip around her hips, as she pushed against his shoulders trying to hold on. "Don't put those boots away," the excited man continued to cry. "It's nothing but snow in the forecast, coming up next in weather after these messages!" David looked up into Faith's face; it was pinched in a mask of pure pleasure. Her eyes were closed as she rolled on top of him. Her mouth was hanging open as she gasped repeatedly with each thrust, for air. Her breasts continued to sway in front of him, encouraging him to lean up and take a nibble. "It's the craziest sale ever!" screamed a new voice. "I've gone completely nuts! You wouldn't believe how low the prices are -" CRASH! Went the alarm clock from off of the nightstand, the plug had been knocked out of the wall. Silence filled the room. David didn't want to hear about sales, he placed his hands back on Faith's grinding buttocks; he just wanted to hear her cum. He pushed her down harder as he raised his hips from the mattress. "Don't fight it," he growled. Faith opened her eyes and looked down at her lover; he had beads of sweat running down his face from his hairline, a look of fierce concentration on his face. She bit her bottom lip as the tremors started. A gush of heat flushed her body. Her nipples; already hard squeezed painfully tighter, sending another lightening pulse of pleasure between her legs. Dark azure eyes stared up intently into coffee-black eyes. Together they released a fury of passion that they had diligently created with their bodies through caresses and kisses, moans and whispers of forbidden needs. As he felt the rushing warmth of her liquid heat he let go, twitching in his release. He swelled inside of her causing her to cry out as again as he climaxed, causing her to cum again. Faith convulsed painfully around him as her body shuddered vehemently with her second orgasm. Unable to hold herself up she fell onto him, her nipples brushing his chest that was sprinkled lightly with dark hair. She was trying to get a grip. She was shaking still in her aftermath, as she attempted to focus on what had just happened - what had been happening - since she entered his home. It was early Friday morning and once she was able to control her brain and got it working again she would tell it to move her hands and legs and get as far from him and his stunning eyes, and his even sexier sexy body, and his amazingly sturdy hands and, and-. Ok she just needed to stop thinking, period. His hand was running through her hair playing with the curls that started to form; due to the exurbanite amount of exercise and sweat they had produced throughout the night. His other hand was gently stroking her lower back, the heated contact of their two bodies lulling her off into the sweet abyss of sleep... *** Faith jerked up with a start. She was alone in the bed. Oh -shit what time was it? She leapt frantically to her feet realizing with a start that she was still naked and- where the hell were her clothes? Grabbing the sheet covering the bed, she quickly yanked it around her. She looked down at her toga covered body, memories of college flooding her mind making her smile. Ok, ok, let's focus here, where was David? She stepped hesitantly out of the bedroom passing a bathroom on her right with it door hanging wide open. She peeked in. Heated steam from a previous shower caressed her face. She turned the corner back into the living room, where she spotted her clothes neatly folded in a pile on the leather couch with a note left on top of it. "David?" she called out. Her voice echoed throughout the house; no response. She carefully picked up the note and sighed. Faith, There is breakfast on the stove and juice in the fridge. I didn't know if you liked coffee or tea so I made both. Also I washed you clothes, but unfortunately I don't have any underwear to give you unless you want a pair of boxer shorts, they are in the bottom drawer of my dresser. To lock the front door; just punch in the entry code on the wall panel beside the coat closet. It's:4040 I will call you sometime today. David 'Well,' she thought. 'This is interesting.' He would call her. Ha! She'd heard that one before. Hell she'd used it. "Eat and get out," the note read. Faith tossed it aside and as she reached for her shirt her eyes focused on the circular object hanging on the wall. "Oh fuck!" she groaned. The time eagerly clicked away increasing her despair. It was 10:24 am and she was two and half hours late for work. *** "Paul, I'm so sorry. My alarm didn't go off and then my car wouldn't start and -" "Let me guess? A group of crazed singing Baptists swarmed you and wouldn't let allow you into the building?" he smirked making a face. "Um, n-no I just-" "Then crying and screaming they shouted out, 'the end is coming the end is coming, it's time to repent!' " "Paul." She said quietly. "And then during the mass hysteria, you realized it was true! Jeebus was coming down from the sky in a swirl of clouds and singing angels!" Paul jumped up for where he was sitting and began flailing him arms around in a wide arc doing some sort of imitation of what he deemed to be a religious dance. Faith was in her boss's office attempting to explain why she was three and a half hours late for work. She stood, arms crossed, in front of his desk, staring at Paul, watching in amusement as he continued to dance. Suddenly his swinging hips and arms came to an abrupt stop. Paul smiled wickedly at Faith and asked, "Is that about right?" Apparently sense wasn't something gifted to you with age. "Yeah sure Paul, that's exactly what, happened." She smirked, shaking her head. "After enduring five years of your rants and crazy stories you still have the ability to amaze me." They worked in a fashion office called Lee's clothing. Lee happened to be an alias for Paul's late wife Kelly, who in passing had left her thriving company is her husband's over-enthusiastic and somewhat erratic hands. After receiving her BA in fashion and design Faith, was quickly recruited by Kelly and started her internship for one of thee top clothing designers outside of Europe. Sadly Kelly was diagnosed with cancer just as Faith's first year at the company came to an end. Kelly fought painstakingly through her illness, more for Paul then herself. They had been married for eight years and despite-or maybe because - they had produced no children they were able to contribute unmercifully to their unbelievably thriving careers. When Kelly finally died, Paul took control, leaving his business of Market Design to continue his wife's legacy. Only, Paul was last person you would talk to about any kind of fashion and at the age of fifty-eight you would think that he would have adopted some kind of style. Unfortunately Faith secretly suspected that Paul started the male clothing line not only to expand the company, but to also ensure that he had something tasteful to wear. "Well, whatever the reason may be you're extremely lucky that the meeting was postponed by our investors." He said, "Speaking of such it's been moved to," he looked down at the papers littering his desk, "uh-ah yes, one thirty." "Now that's in the pm Faith, Eastern Time," smiled wiggling his bushy eyebrows. "Think you might join us?" "I'll be there," she sighed. As she turned to walk away Paul called out, "Is everything alright?" "Because, if you need a sick day..." he trailed off. "I'm fine Paul, I just had a hectic morning," and night she thought to herself. "Ok then, if you're sure..." Faith didn't answer him, but turned and stepped out of the glass office instead. Another one of Kelly's ideas, "So that everything is open and airy!" she had exclaimed. Mind you this was only in the case of her office and the boardroom. Everyone else was in favor of the much needed privacy they received from regular looking doors and walls. The staff had assured her they needed it this way in order for them to complete their endless assignments, tasks and answer the screaming cries of their always demanding phones. Faith's office was at the end of the hallway. She opened and then slammed the door in frustration. Don't think about him. Oh why was this happening to her? And since when did she have sex with random strangers? Random kinky rough sex, again and again and again...get a hold of yourself girl. You usually don't do things like last night. Oh so there was that one guy in South Beach... but it was everything but sex and she was twenty-one and on vacation! Her phone came alive with a buzz and her assistant's voice came over the speaker. "A Mister Greene is on line three." She sat down at her desk and pushed the talk button. "Thank you Jess, but no calls." She called into the phone. The line went dead as Jess quickly clicked off to relay the message. What's going to happen if he doesn't call? So it was only one night of incredible satisfying, rough and very dirty sex. Not just for her, but she was sure him as well, so hell, everybody wins. Who was she kidding anyway? It was just one time. People hooked up all the time and then never saw the person again. Her chest began to hurt like someone was crushing her lungs making it hard to breathe. Who cared if she never saw him again or he never called? Not her, not this-. "Faith," said Jess through the two way intercom, "Mr. Greene, says it is imperative that he speaks with you. Something about a wallet?" Oh my god, oh my god! It was him. What should she do? Faith grabbed the phone and clicked the line-three call button. Raising the receiver to her ear she cleared her throat. "Hello?" she gulped. "So... what are you wearing?" said the low male voice on the other end of the line. "David?" "The one and only. Are you wearing panties? Or are you being a bad girl again?" he murmured into the line. Moisture flooded between the junction of Faith's thighs. "How did you get this number?" she squeaked into the phone. "I have my ways... and I stole your business card from your wallet." "David!" "Are you alone?" "Why -yes I'm in my office." "Can anyone see you?" "No, Dav-" "Ummm, that's good." Silence. Then the shuffle of clothing and then raspy breathing was all she could hear on the line. "What are you doing?" "Why, I'm stroking my cock right now, trying to have phone sex with you." Her nipples perked right up. "So...are you going to play with me? Or am I doing this all by myself?" He asked, "Because hearing your voice is making me horny as hell." "Right now? I'm at work!" "I know so am I." He sighed, growing impatient. "Faith, tell me what you're wearing..." "I-I'm wearing a blouse," said Faith. "David, I'm no good at this! Listen why don't we just hang up and talk a little bit later, there are people walking all over the office and, and-" "Can anyone see inside your office?" "Not if I close the door, but-" "Go lock your door. You do have a lock on your door?" "I do, but-." "Go! I'm waiting," he growled. "Hold on a sec." Faith hurriedly jumped out of her office chair and ran to the door. Flinging it open she yelled, "Jess? No calls or visitors!" and without waiting for a reply she quickly locked the door and ran back to her chair. "I'm back," she breathed. "That's good. I wish I was there in your office with you. I would push you onto your desk and make you remove your drenched panties. They are drenched aren't they?" Oh god Oh god, "Yes." "Are you touching them? How do you know? Touch them for me Faith are they wet?" Sliding the phones into the curve of her neck Faith scooted up on her office chair so that her ass was just barely hanging over it and opened her legs. Immediately she got a whiff of her arousal. Slowly, she slid her hands over her thighs, inching up her business skirt up her legs. Then gently she reached in between her legs and cried out as her hand made contact with her drenched underwear. "Yes, I'm wet...very wet." "What colour are your panties?" "Red, dark red. Like the tie you tied me up with..." her voice trailed off as she strained to listen to the other end of the conversation, all the while grinding her crotch against the damp fabric, squeezing her thighs, and clenching her pussy muscles. David was sitting at his desk door closed, zipper down and one hand flying. It was becoming difficult to breath. "Take them off," he moaned. "Quickly!" "Ok, they're coming off." Faith said as she slid her panties down her legs. "Are they off?" "Yes." "Good. I'm touching myself right now. Are you touching yourself?" "No." "Play with yourself Faith, rub your fingers on your cunt." Faith braced one hand on the arm of her chair and placed the other one on her heated nether lips. "Ohhhh." She groaned. "Are you touching yourself now?" "Yes." "How does that feel?" "Good." "Talk to me Faith, tell me what you want." "I want you here." "Yeah?" "I want you to-to replace my fingers." She slipped one finger into her scorching pussy. "With what Faith?" "Your mouth, and then your tongue." "Oh god..." "Are you touching yourself?" She was breathing heavily now; thrusting another two finger inside her. "Oh, yeah baby. I'm thinking of you on that desk; legs spread wide, me licking your cunt, sucking on your clit and hearing your screams for more." "My cock is hard and ready baby do you want it?" He was panting now. He was getting close; though it wasn't his fault, she had been teasing his senses all morning. "Yeah, I want it. David, I'm so wet." "Oh man. Take it baby, I'm sliding my cock into you filling you up. I want you to ride my dick." "Oh yes. Give it to me." "You like my cock huh? You like me fucking you with my cock?" Oh boy. She was losing control and her chair and the hem of her skirt were getting soaked. "Oh, you're so tight Faith. I think I'm going to cum." His hand was really flying now, the head of his cock disappearing in and out of his closed fisted hand. Pre-cum was oozing out of the tip of his dick lubricating his pulsating member which slid relentlessly. "Yeah?" "Oh yeah." "Cum for me baby." Moaning was the only response she received from him. "Are you going to cum with me?" he panted. "Are you going to cum all over my cock?" "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming for you!" Time stopped. Faith flicked then squeezed her clit. Her body trembled. Then it shook again, then again as wave after deliciously wave hit her. Her fingers started moving rapidly, frantically trying to sustain the pulses of pleasure roving throughout her body. She bit down hard on her bottom lip trying not to cry out. The phone fell from the groove between her shoulder and neck. David groaned out loud as he his cock twitched, and twitched, and twitched. His hips jerked attempting without solace to thrust unmercifully into the wailing pussy that it heard crying over the phone. He stopped to catch his breath and looked around his office. Cum was splattered all over his desk, gobs were hanging suspended on the edge slowly clawing the air in hopes of reaching the floor. "Faith? You there?" he called. Faith heard a muffled voice coming from the receiver on the floor. She had not realized that she had at anytime, dropped the phone. "Hi." "Hi yourself." "That was truly - I've never done that before." She searched for the right words to describe the moment. "I understand," replied David. "Listen I've got to go I've got a couple of meetings to get to." "Oh ok." Awkward silence. 'That's just great,' she thought. 'I can fuck him; I can go down on him. Have mind-blowing phone sex with him, but for the life of me I can't hold a non-erotic conversation with him.' "Faith?" "Yes?" "What do you we meet up sometime tonight?" "My place or yours?" she smiled. "I'll call you later say around four and we'll figure it out?" "Sure, bye David." She sighed. "By Faith, see you tonight." And with a flick of their wrists, they both hung up. *** To be continued: If you have any requests please email me or leave a comment. I'd love to hear them, because this story is not just for me it's for you!