1 comments/ 36753 views/ 10 favorites Controlled by Desire Ch. 02 By: AgeHimself I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing. I was still in Heather's bed but she was nowhere to be seen. I was still naked. It was dark out. God, How long had I been out? I looked at my phone and realized Liz was calling. FUCK! I was in serious trouble and knew I was going to have to explain everything to her once I got out of here, but for now I ignored it. According to the clock on my phone, it had been almost 12 hours since I left my house that morning. That would mean that I had been asleep for almost 9 hours! My mind was racing. I felt well rested and satisfied but my mouth was so dry. I grabbed the glass of water conveniently located on the bedside and drank deeply. I took a moment to reflect. As much as I had enjoyed the sex, I couldn't let myself be controlled by Heather. Just thinking about the sex was getting my dick hard, but my phone started ringing again, distracting me. It was Liz still. Heather's voice in the doorway was so startling it made me jump. "You should answer it, she's been calling for hours." She was wearing a pink silk bathrobe, the light material hugged her breasts but hung loosely around most of her lower body other then her round ass. Her hair was hanging down to her shoulders. She looked like she may have just showered. She was smiling at me, the same coy smile she wore when I first submitted to her earlier that day. "Jesus, Heather you fucking scarred the shit out of me!" I shifted my legs so I was sitting on the edge of bed. My dick was semi-hard from thinking about our sex earlier, but I was desperate to not let her take advantage of my lust. I had to admit she looked good though. I took another gulp of water to buy some time and silenced my phone with my other hand. I decided to attempt to settle this. "Look Heather, what happened earlier was crazy. I have a girlfriend and a life! What happened before, that was just a sexual fantasy. I have to go." I stood up and immediately felt light headed. My stomach felt slightly nauseous. I closed my eyes for a second to regain my composure. "Are you OK baby, maybe you should sit down for a moment?" Heather asked. I tried to shake it off. When I opened my eyes I noticed that she was smiling at me. The V of her robe seemed to have lowered a bit, showing me a little more area at the top of her large breasts. I could see a little bit of cleavage line and my dick might have jumped a little. "I'm fine." I looked around and found my underwear, stepping into them on awkwardly. I felt off-balance and stumbled as I pulled them up. "You really don't look so good. If you won't sit down at least drink the rest of this water." She extended the cup from the nightstand towards me and I muttered some thanks. I drank the second half of the cup in a few gulps, hoping to shake the odd feeling. I started to get scarred, my head definitely felt woozy. I found my pants and sat on the bed to put them on. "I think you should relax and let me take care of you, lover." She opened her robe slowly. I could only stare as the soft silk slide down her body to the floor. I expected her to be naked underneath, but what I saw now might actually have been sexier. She was wearing a matching black bra and crotch-less panties with a black garter and red thigh-high stockings. My mouth hung open and my body felt exhausted and heavy, even though I had just woken up. My dick, on the other hand, was rising slowly as blood filled my erection. I tried to control it, but my dick seemed to have a mind of its own. I knew something was definitely wrong. "What did you do to me?!" "Oh nothing." She said while walking towards me, slowly... deliberately. "I just put a little something in your water to make sure you didn't make the biggest mistake of your life. You'll thank me soon enough." "You drugged me! You're fucking sick!" I could feel my tongue getting heavier as my words slurred slightly. "What the fuck did you give me? A sedative?" My body felt heavy so that would make sense, but it certainly wouldn't explain why my dick was hard as steel or why my heart was fluttering in my chest. "A mixture of my own creation.....a lil Viagra, a little bit of MDMA, some tranquilizers. You should be feeling heavy from the tranq but you're dick will stay as hard as ever because of the Viagra. The molly will make sure that everything is extra sensitive, keep you really horny, and it should counter-act the sedative to keep you a little more awake. For the next 12 hours or so, you'll be extremely horny, your dick will be as hard as rock, and you'll completely unable to do anything about it." "Well what the fuck? You're just going to keep me drugged and locked up in your place? You can't do this....there will be......repercussions." I finished lamely. It was getting hard to think. The blood that I need for my brain was flowing to my impossibly hard cock. I could feel the molly releasing the serotonin in my brain as waves of pleasure washed over me. "No, I won't need the drugs after this silly. You need my pussy baby, I don't need drugs to keep you satisfied. But I knew you would be resistant when you woke up, fully satisfied from a good cum and sleep. You would try to convince yourself that it was just a one-time fling. But after the next couple days, I'll make sure you realize exactly how much you need me." She was standing right in front of me now, her enormous tits pushed together just inches from my gaping mouth. She placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed backwards. My body mounted no resistance as I fell backwards unto the soft mattress. I couldn't move or think. I felt Heather pull off my boxers and position a pillow behind my head. "Now, lets have some fun while we wait for the drugs to take their full effect." I couldn't move but her every touch was driving me wild. She was running her soft hands all over my body, purposely avoiding my dick. The drugs made my skin extra sensitive, every touch was like fire. My nerve endings were exploding. She lightly touched my dick for the first time and it jumped at her touch. Soon she was stroking it softly, creating a feeling of pleasure I had never experienced before. When I felt her mouth slide over my member, I thought I might lose it. My exhaled hard, looking down at her pretty face. Her eyes looked up right into mine as her lips slowly slid down my swollen member. She sucked harder and cupped my balls. The wetness of her saliva combined with the tightness of her mouth to create an amazing sensation. She sucked me for a few minutes, always glancing up at me to make eye contact. I struggled to keep my eye open. I moaned loudly as I felt her pace quicken. My toes curled from sheer pleasure. My abs and legs tensed and I knew I was close to cumming. Then, suddenly it was all over. "Did that put you in a more agreeable mood?" She asked. I was frantic. The feeling of her mouth on my cock had been so overwhelming that I craved it. Now my penis just felt cold from the cool air on its wet surface, but I was as horny as ever. "Now, its time for you to show me how much you need me. You want me to fuck you baby?" The drugs had sapped my will. I couldn't move my body but was more desperate to cum then ever. I didn't just need to cum, I needed her to make me cum the way only she could. I muttered yes at barely a breath. "Good...but first you need to earn it. You were very naughty to try and resist me again. Who else would fuck you this good? That tight bodied little slut? I don't think so! You would end up masturbating 50 times a day to the thought of me just to satisfy your cravings." I felt Heather straddling my face. I opened my eyes quickly to see her plump thighs on either side of my head. Her black lingerie left her pussy exposed, just inches above my face. I gazed at it hungrily, remembering its taste. "Eat my pussy baby. Submit. You're tongue should still work fine. Show my pussy how much you love her." She lowered her lips onto my face. I extended my tongue as she ground her already wet pussy into my mouth. I worshipped her pussy the best I could, considering how the drugs had sedated me. I don't know how long I ate her, but it felt like forever...I know she definitely came more then once. Eventually, she unmounted my face. My mouth was slick with her pussy juice, there was a desperate fiery glint in my eye. I was breathing very hard, almost growling like a beast. It was if some fire inside me, some primal instinct, had been awoken. "I think you're ready baby." I grunted and saw her position herself above my cock. She slowly lowered herself down my shaft, taking me deep inside of her and holding me there. The drugs made her pussy feel so soft and warm, Undoubtedly the most overwhelming sensation my cock had ever felt. It was pure heaven. I wasn't getting any stimulation though, as she remained motionless with her weight settled unto my hips. She reached behind her back and undid her bra. Her tits looked as soft and luscious as ever. My phone started ringing again, momentarily distracting both of us. We looked over to see that Liz was once again calling me. Heather leaned forward, grabbing my phone and positioning her beautiful tits just inches above my face. I tried to sit-up to start sucking, but my head was too heavy, She handed me my phone. "Answer it....I know you're tongue is working fine." "Please....I can't." "Answer it, and I'll lower my tit into your mouth when you're done. I'll fuck you just as good as I did last night. You know you can't resist me." I was defeated. I needed her tit in my mouth and I was desperate for her to ride me like she did the previous night. Heather's grin couldn't have been any wider when I opened the phone. "Hello." "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" "I've been really busy, seeing old friends and stuff." It wasn't much of an excuse, but it was the best I could do in my drugged state. Slowly, Heather started to ride me to reward my obedience. "WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU'VE BEEN GONE FOR HOURS!" I moaned as Heather rode me faster. "Mmm, ssorrryyyy." "ARE YOU FUCKING DRUNK! YOU'RE SLURRING YOUR WORDS AND GROANING! YOU'VE GOT A FUCKING PROBLEM! I'M GOING HOME, CALL ME WHEN YOU'RE READY TO APOLOGIZE YOU ASSHOLE!" She hung up. "Good boy." "Give me that fucking tit!" I did my part, now I wanted the bliss she promised. She lowered it to my mouth and I sucked furiously. Her riding increased in pace and she talked to me slowly, just like the night before. Her pussy slid up and down, drowning my body in pleasure. I let her ride me to heaven. Her pace quickened and I felt her body tighten as she too approached orgasms. I felt myself cumming hard. I jerked my hips violently and the increased sensation was all her clit needed. She was coming too, screaming loudly and grinding her pussy into my public bone. My body went limp. The next few days passed in blur of sex and sleep. At first I used the drugs as an excuse for obedience, but after the following day I knew I was no longer under there influence of the drugged water. I was under the influence of her pussy though! We hardly left the bed except to shower and use the bathroom. We ordered food to her place and she paid with the cash in my wallet. She decided what to order, not that in mattered to me! I was in heaven. She fucked me nonstop, just the way she promised. I remember the first time I woke up before her, already hard from dreaming about her. She laid next to me, asleep and vulnerable. I knew I could grab my things and finally leave...I even considered it. Instead, I went down stairs to cook her some French toast. I brought breakfast upstairs and placed in next to her. Then, I buried my face in her pussy and started gently lapping her sweet twat. You should have seen the smile on her face when she woke up and realized what was happening! She came quickly and she fucked me extra good that day! When we needed breaks from the fuckfest, usually to eat and rejuvenate, we would listen to music and talk about sports. Sometimes we would just bullshit about the old days or Heather would tell me what she had planned for the future, always making vague plans for what was to come, always telling me only half the story. Other times we watched porn casually, always of Heather's choosing and usually with a femdom theme or featuring round girls. It always got me horny and it wasn't long until she would notice my dick getting hard. She would put my on my back, with her tits in my mouth, and ride me to orgasm. I ignored all the calls I got from Liz that week, and soon she stopped calling all together. I didn't care. I was already growing to love my new life. However, I knew it wasn't real life....it was fantasy. The week passed in an enjoyable blur, but I didn't think it could last forever. Heather had told me her parent's were on vacation, which was why we where able to use their house as a sex-den for a week straight. In 2 days, they would be coming home from their vacation, effectively ending ours. Heather, as it turned out, had already thought of a solution for this. When she first started to explain why she should move in with me, I was unsure. We had barely been together for a week! However, you can bet how quickly she convinced me! The thought of spending hours together like this, getting my brains fucked out every time I wanted was too great to pass up. In addition, I needed Heather's special kind of sex, and actually craved it like it was a drug. I needed her close for when the cravings became too much. She would smile at me knowingly and lead me to bed. How could I live without her? So we decided to move in together. Or rather she decided it. We called a moving company later that day. I packed up her things and she directed me around the house like a construction manager, placing things in boxes and having me carry them out to the rented truck. The following day, she fucked me particularly well, riding me to orgasm before she let me get out of bed. Then we got into the moving truck and drove to our apartment together for the first time. Controlled by Desire Ch. 03 The next few weeks were some of the busiest of my life. With Heather moving into my new apartment, we had a lot of redecorating to do. She choose where furniture would go, which of my things would get thrown away (quite a bit actually to make room for all her belongings), and what colors she wanted me to paint the walls. I quickly learned that my opinion mattered very little. If I was adamant about something, she would lead me to our soft bed and lay me down for a good long fuck, constantly reminding me of who made the decision in our relationship. I quickly figured out that the more I objected, the more I would get laid. For a couple days I sought to use this to my advantage, complaining about things I didn't really care about just to undergo some of Heather's wonderful persuasion. However, Heather soon figured out what I was doing. She called me out one evening at dinner when I suggested we open a different bottle of wine then the one she suggested. "I don't think you care about the wine at all do you? You naughty boy....I think you just want me to fuck you. Well baby, I don't just have sex to convince you that I'm right. I enjoy it just as much as you do when that big cock slides into me. I'll fuck your brains out the second I know your ready baby. Just squeeze my ass, or grope my tits while were kissing and I'll know what you have in mind. I'll need you to eat my pussy before I'm ready to go, but I think we both know how much you enjoy that too." She was wearing a skirt and spread her legs, giving me a direct line of sight to her white panties. She reached under her skirt and slowly pulled her panties down with her thumbs. I could only stare at her cute pussy, desperate for the opportunity to taste. She looked me in the eyes and nodded. I smiled mischievously and slide under the table to my hand and knees. I crawled right up to her pussy and started licking without a moment's hesitation. She continued eating the dinner I had cooked and drinking her wine, moaning and talking in between mouthfuls. "Mmmm....that's it baby. Ohhhh, you are so talented with that tongue." Another mouthful of chicken and potatoes quieted her but only for a moment. She continued to talk and eat casually while I ate her, but there was nothing casual about the massive orgasm that racked her body! She lead me to the bedroom and mounted me. "No more disagreeing only for sex mister. Promise me, you'll let me make the decisions?" "Yeah, of course, my bad." I said hastily. My mouth got to her work on her titty and she began to ride me. "Good, well, if you keep your promise, and try to relax and let me control everything, I promise I'll give you a big surprise, and something tells me you're going to love it." I couldn't only grunt, too turned on to question more. But for the next month or so, that "big surprise" was always on my mind, subconsciously subverting my will to meet her needs. When I asked questions, she would only smile and say "you'll see." Even after Heather moved in, there was still sometime before we settled into a routine. When I finally accepted a job, it definitely helped establish a sense of normalcy about our whole situation. I had to choose between two jobs. I had wanted to do the job that I thought would be easier and more fun, but Heather insisted I take the one closer to home that paid significantly more. Maybe with the surprise in mind I accepted the higher paying job. After I accepted the job that she wanted, Heather rewarded me with something new....and the sex couldn't have been hotter. She meet me at the door wearing a very short black mini skirt and a white blouse, unbuttoned plenty to show off her lovely tits. Heather told me to masturbate while starring at her round child-bearing hips and fat milky titties. That's when I realized we were role playing. She started by calling me baby and making me call her mommy, always talking to me like a disobedient child. She asked if I liked her big, milky tits and I could only nod in agreement. She pretended to breastfed me as she stroked my naked cock. Afterwards, she mounted me and rode me as wonderfully as ever. She kept making me call her mommy and I was loving every second of this new and exciting sex. For some reason, Heather seemed extremely pleased by how much I was loving this, more pleased then normal. I decided later that she was just enjoying the change of pace as much as I was. Our sex evolved in other ways too. Heather would always surprise me with sexy outfits and lingerie, especially the kind that would show off her best curvy assets. In addition, she would fuck me while we were out on dates....sucking my dick in the movie theatre and fucking me in the changing room at the mall. Sometimes she would even let me start our sex by fucking her doggy style or missionary "just to keep things interesting", but she would always make sure our sex ended with me on my back, her tit in my mouth, and her rhythmic words flowing over me. The job I took turned out not to be too bad, and its proximity to our apt meant I could come home from lunch, even if all I ate sometime was Heather's pussy. The job also gave us more routine, and we fell into a daily schedule. I would wake up first, usually already hard from dreaming about Heather. I don't know when the dreams started but somehow my lust for her had crept into my sleeping unconscious. If I was really horny, I'd masturbate to the collection of materials Heather had supplied for the occasion. I LOVED what she gave me to wok with. It was a lot of videos of her wearing skimpy clothes and instructing me how to jerk off for her, talking to me and stripping off clothing seductively. They were about 10 minutes long and always ended with her instructing me to cum into her wet pussy. When she said "Cum" in that forceful tone, I would shoot my load all over my hand. In a few of them, she took on the mommy role and asked me to knock her up. She would ask if I wanted her tits and ass to swell like balloons, and if I did, then I should come in her. I never made it to 10 minutes during these, as the thought aroused me too much. Then I would shower and dress. I knew Heather liked to sleep late so I would simply give her a kiss on the forehead, careful not to wake her, on my way too work. The first half of my day was usually the worst, especially if I hadn't jerked off to the video's of Heather in the morning. I tried to keep my mind focused, but it was always tough. I usually counted the seconds until my hour-long lunch break at 12. Once I was allowed to go to lunch, I would walk straight home (about a 5 minute walk). Sometimes I jogged if the anticipation was too great. When I got into our apartment, I would go to the kitchen and make her breakfast. I knew all her favorites and my cooking skills were improving rapidly. I would usually make her something sweet and sugary, knowing that was her favorite kind of meal. Today, I make chocolate chip pancakes with syrup and whipped cream. On the side, sliced strawberries with a little sugar sprinkled on them. I arrange them on a tray, doing my best to make the plating visually pleasing for her. Struck by sudden inspiration, I walked outside and grab a flower from the garden. I placed the flower on the tray and brought it into the bedroom. As soon as the tray hits the bedside table, Heather shifts from her stomach to her back. Her body knows what's coming even if her brain isn't awake yet. Her naked body looks so good, and I take amount to appreciate how lucky I am, swelling with pride and arousal. I position myself on the bottom of the bed, lightly touching her waist or grabbing on to her wide hips. Her hips rise slowly, I can tell she is still sleepy and not fully awake. The first lick is slow. I start on the very bottom and run my tongue up over her lips to the very top. I swear I will never get over how good she tastes. The sweet and salty taste on my tongue arouses me even more, and more partial erection becomes a full-blown hard on. The first lick wakes her a little more, and she scoots her butt upward to allow my hands to get underneath her doughy ass checks. Now I can begin in earnest. My hands squeeze the cheeks and lift her pussy up into my face. I bury my face in her vagina, licking and prodding with my tongue until she comes hard. The first orgasm is usually the biggest and it wakes her up fully. She says "good morning baby" and starts eating her breakfast and talking to me while my face is busy in her snatch. After her second orgasm, I always look up at her for further direction. Sometimes she beckons me towards her to start fucking, other times she sends me back down to eat her to a few more orgasms. After she was satisfied, she would fuck me. It was usually a quicky, but it would at least hold me over till after work. At this point, if she had nothing planned (which was most of the time) she would go back to sleep or come sit on the couch and watch T.V. If she wanted to go shopping for sexy clothes or food (my treat of course) or out on the town for the afternoon, she would let me bath and dress her. I loved nothing more then drawing her a bath and lathering up her perfect body, feeling those soapy tits in my hand. Drying her off was just as fun as I ran my hands and a towel over her every curve. I would dress her in whatever she wanted to wear, usually a skimpy mini skirt and stockings or tights with a low cut top. Sometimes as I pulled her panties up her legs I would gaze at her cunt hungrily. I would look up at her, wordless asking for permission. If she had time and desire, she would let me eat her wet snatch to one more orgasm. When she was fed, bathed, dressed, and sexually satisfied I would quickly make a sandwich and eat it on the walk back to work. Sometimes my lunch break would take longer then an hour, especially when Heather required bathing and dressing, but I didn't mind. It just meant I would have to work an extra hour or so at the end of the day....a small price to pay for all the fun I had during my break. The second half of he day was usually better then the first, as I had already tasted Heather and been ridden to one of her mind-blowing orgasm. Sometimes she would call me and tease me, asking when I would be home to suck on her titties. Over the phone, she would slip into her mommy role and ask me if I was hard at my desk. I always was! If she went out to buy some sexy clothes or lingerie for me, she would send me a picture. If I made her a particularly good breakfast or if she wanted to reward me, she would send me a sexy video of herself, talking to me about her tits and ass as she struck poses to show them off. Her phone calls, pictures, and videos drove me crazy with lust. It takes all my will power to finish my work, because I always know what's waiting for me when I get home. As soon as I walk in the door, Heather is there. If she went shopping, she would be modeling her newest outfit, waiting to see my expression to see I liked it. I always did! Occasionally she would have role playing in mind, and she would meet me wearing her nurse or cowgirl costume (she had a bunch of sexy themed outfits like this). She would already be in character, asking me if I was feeling ok when she was in her nurse outfit. Most of the time, she would be simply in bra and panties of maybe some shorts and a tank top if she was cold. It didn't matter to me, really, because no matter what she was wearing I knew the sex was going to be mind blowing. She would lead me to the bedroom by the hand. After feeding me her tits and twat, she would give me that long slow fucking I so desperately needed. After sex we would plan dinner. Sometimes we would stay in. I would cook dinner and we would make out on the couch watching movies or sports. Other times, we would go out. Heather would dress extra sexy in one of her cocktail dresses and I would wear the nice clothes she instructed me to wear in order to match. I would take her out to the restaurant of her choosing, my hand around her sexy waist the entire time, practically drooling over her. I was the perfect gentlemen....I would hold doors open for her, order what she wanted, pull her seat out for her. We never stopped smiling. To others, we looked like the perfect couple. Guys would stare are Heather's ample curves and I would smile proudly. Women would look at me, worshipping the ground Heather walked on, and she would give them a sultry look that clearly said "Eat your heart out sister." Regardless of whether we stayed in or went out, our after dinner plans were the same. We would cuddle on the couch and talk about anything and everything, usually with a movie or tv on in the background. We played games and I would write on my laptop. Her favorite food in the world was ice cream so I made sure we always had sundae materials on hand. It soon became common for me to make her a massive sundae every night for dessert. 3 different scoops of ice cream, chocolate syrup, crushed Oreos, whip cream, and sprinkles....that was her favorite so I made sure she had it every night of the week. Her figure looked better then ever, her curves had never looked so dramatic. Sometimes she would catch me starring at her a bit too long and would be able to tell I was horny. She would let me eat her out while she finished her sundae. Then she would lead me to bed. Once there, our nightly sex was the best of the day. She would really take her time with it, making sure I was insanely dazed with lust by eating her pussy or sucking on her fat tits. Her riding was more expert then ever, and the pace increased so slowly it was often agonizing. She talked more during this sex but I wasn't never quite sure what she was saying, my mind was too far gone. Even after she told me to cum and I emptied my balls inside of her, she would still be whispering seductively into my ear. I could make out words and phrases sometimes, things like "you're sleepy baby", "rest your eyes", "you made mommy so happy", "my tits getting fatter" and "waddling around the house". I never really knew what it all meant, but within a few minutes of nursing her breast and letting her words flow over me, I would be asleep for the night, dreaming of her all over again. On the weekends we would wake up late together and start our day with some raunchy sex. If we got out of bed we would go on romantic dates and day trips. We would hang out with friends and hold hands wherever we went. On Sunday's I would do the housework while Heather ate and sat on the couch. Every Tuesday and Saturday I went to the gym, following a regiment that Heather had set for me. She said it was to keep my endurance up. My body got more defined as her curves were getting more beautiful then ever. I could never get over how good her body looked. We were young and in love, everything seemed perfect. I had almost forgotten about the "big surprise". Perhaps it was just a ploy to further tame me, not that I cared! I followed Heather's orders because it made me happy, not because I needed a surprise. I acted on her every whim, completely controlled by her. As I learned her preferences, she wouldn't even have to ask me to do something. My body responded to her every desire, even the unspoken ones. I was completely controlled, completely docile and tame. But I was complete contented, my every sexual need was satisfied ten fold. I didn't know how I lived before Heather, because the sexual domination I craved was now an addiction. I needed her pussy. I needed the way she fucked me. I was completely in her sexual thrall....and I couldn't be happier. Our lives passed like that for a few months. Heather was hinting that we were going to "shake things up a bit" soon. I didn't know what that meant, but I trusted her entirely. One day I woke up with particularly hard morning wood. I really wanted to jerk off to one of Heather's videos, but I was late for work. That day at work was agonizing, and I was desperate for relief and when it was time for lunch, I practically skipped home. You can imagine my disappointment when I found our bed empty. There was a note and a picture next to the bed on the table. "Hello my sweet pussy loving pet, sorry I couldn't be here to fuck you but something urgent came up. I'm out on the town, and have some things to take care of before I'm home. I have special plans tonight, so try to hold out. I promise the best sex of your life if you go today without masturbating to the thought of me. Can you do that? Go a day without cumming? I promise it will be worth it. --Heather-" I looked at the picture. It was a picture of her wearing the light blue lacy lingerie she wore the first time she seduced me. On the back, it simple said "Remember how I first took control?". I did indeed remember that first time she took me. Just thinking about it got me so turned on. I was so horny! I didn't want to go a day without cumming! I knew I shouldn't but I thought she would never know. I walked over to our computer and tried to open one of Heather's videos. Instead, a word document was opened that read "You naughty boy! I put a password on the videos and I disabled the internet, so don't even bother trying. Save that load for me baby, I promise it will be worth it!" GOD DAMMIT! She knew me too well! I decided I would wait, only because she wanted me to and I didn't really have any better options. I grabbed some lunch and headed back to work 30 minutes early, figuring, at the very least, I would be glad to get out of work a half-hour sooner. Back at work, Heather sent me a picture of her naked touching herself in bed. The message read "I'm thinking about you're big cock, I hope you're thinking about me." Of course I was! How could I not be! The look on her face in picture was almost too much. I don't think I've every been hornier in my life. That is until, with 30 minutes left at work, she called me. "Hello Heather." "Hello baby, call me mommy!" She said it so seductively. I looked around to make sure nobody was near by before whispering back. "Hello mommy." "Mmmm, that's good baby. I love when you do exactly what I tell you. Tell me baby, are you really horny?" "God Yes, I need you so badly." "I know you do baby. I'm so ready for you too, I'm here at home wearing something new I picked out for you. I hope you like it. It really brings out my big tits and eye-popping ass." She was speaking in the same voice she used when she fucked me. I was hard as rock. "Fuck, you're turning me on so much!" I said, trying to keep my voice low to prevent my coworkers from overhearing. "Oh baby, please come home. I'm ready to give you your big surprise!" "I'll be right there!" My heart skipped a few beats, then settled in at hummingbird speed. I packed up everything on my desk and ran to the office manager to tell her I had to leave earlier for a family emergency. She could tell I was flustered so she believed me. Thank god I held my briefcase in front of my crotch to hide the massive tent in my slacks. I practically sprinted home. When I opened the door to my apartment, my jaw hit the floor. Heather was standing in front of me wearing the hottest outfit I had seen to date. The bra was pink with white polka dots. The bra was low cut, and pushed her tits up to epic proportions. The garter was the same pink polka dotted pattern and the thongs underneath was lacy and white from what I could see. Her thick thighs plunged out of sight into the darkness under the garter. She wore white thigh-high stockings and white 6-inch pumps. She did a little twirl for me and stopped when she was facing away from me to lean forward and show off her nice round ass. When she faced me again, I noticed it was more then just an outfit. Heather had clearly just got her hair and make up done. Her hair looked like she had got a perm, all teased up. She even had a small matching pink ribbon in her hair. Her make-up brought light to her face, but was a little on the trashy side....in a good way. She looked like a Stepford Wife, The Hottest MILF Ever, and a porn start all rolled into one. Controlled by Desire Ch. 03 "Do you like it?" "God yes! I don't think you've ever looked better! "I made dinner too, I hope you like it." "Forget dinner, I need to fuck you right now!" "Mmm, I bet you do baby. But when are you going to learn. You don't get to fuck me baby, its mommy who fucks you. Now, you're going to have to wait. But I promise it will be worth it. You trust me, don't you baby?" "Of Course!" My dick was hard as iron and I couldn't see what the torture of waiting was supposed to accomplish. "Good, then lets eat." She turned and walked toward the kitchen, giving me the perfect view of her round swaying ass. Dinner was good. It was a Cajun pasta dish with shrimp and crawfish and lots of spice. Heather drank water, but insisted that I drink a wine that she picked out just for me. She said she wanted me in a good mood. I certainly wasn't complaining, but I did drink the entire bottle attempting to combat the spice and anticipation.When we were finished, she stood up without a word and walked towards bed, beckoning me to follow. I needed no further invitation and practically sprinted in behind her. She stood in front of me in her sexy lingerie looking better then I'd ever seen her. "Strip." I followed her command without a word. I was a little drunk from the wine and stumbled out of my boxers awkwardly. Heather giggled. "Lay on the Bed." I did. "Now, no touching your big dick, that all for me tonight." I removed the hand that had already found its way to my cock. She smiled at me. "Good boy. Now, if I ask you a question, I want you call me mommy when you respond. Do you understand?" "Yes mommy." "Good boy." She leaned forward, placing her hands on the bed, giving me the perfect view of those awesome tits. "Do you remember the first time I seduced you at my place?" "Yes mommy." I breathed, already going crazy with lust. "Do you remember how you tried to resist me?" "Yes mommy. I'm so sorry. You were right all along." "Its Ok baby. But I want you to remember that. I'm always right. If you just trust me and do as I say, I promise it will all be OK. Also remember that you CANNOT resist me. You need me. You need me to fuck you the way only I can. Could anyone else fuck you as good as I do? Is there anyone else that could give you the domination you crave from a girl with plump tits and a fat round ass?" "No mommy, never in a million years! There is only you! I need you're sex, no one else's will do!" "What would you do without me?" "I would masturbate to the thought of you constantly. I would stoke my cock 10 times a day thinking about the view I have of your tits and beautiful face when you ride me. I would forever be unsatisfied." "Very good baby!" She smiled, the smug smile she wore when she first seduced me. "Well, luckily for you...you have me." She stood up straight and reached behind her back, undoing her bra and unleashing those awesome tits. My hand reached for my dick but she gave me a stern look, so I put my arms behind my head. Next she undid the garter, even slower. I could only stare. She turned away from me and leaned forward, pressing her ass backwards as she slowly lowered her panties, giving me a great view of her supple and plump ass checks. She was now just wearing the white stockings and the pumps. God, she looked so good. She got up on the bed, crawling like a cat over my laid out body. I thought she was going to stop at my waste to fuck me, but she kept crawling till her twat was positioned over my face. Her thighs straddled my face and I could tell she was already aroused. "Eat mommy's pussy baby, show her how much you need her." I didn't need to be told twice. MY hands reached around and each palm found an ass check, pulling her pussy down into my mouth. Going a day without cumming made me frantic, as I licked every inch of her pussy with unmatched enthusiasm. However, the longer I licked the more I felt the wine hitting me, which calmed me down, making me feel lethargic. She had only cum once when she felt me slowing down. "Awww baby, did that wine take the spunk out of you? Well, you just lay back and leave everything to mommy. I'll take good care of you baby." She shifted down and positioned her tits near my mouth. Instinctively, I shut my eyes and began to suck. She positioned my dick at the entrance of her twat and slide down. I could only moan and breath her name as she started fucking me. "How does that feel baby? Is mommy taking good care of you?' "God.... yes.....feels......so..... good." I said each word on the exhale. "Am I a good mommy?" "The best!" I repositioned my face in her tits. "I'm glad you think so, and it turns you on to think of me as a mommy doesn't it? You like beating off to the thought of me pregnant don't you?" I could only grunt my agreement as my mouth was nursing at her breast, my hands had found her hips as she slid up and down my erect shaft. "Good, then tonight you're going to put a baby in me!" "Yeah" I grunted "I love when we do this role playing, mommy" I put my mouth on the opposite breast. "OH baby, this is no role play. I want you to put a baby in me for real!" "What?! Wait..." I tried to rationalize this. I couldn't have a baby! I had graduated less then a year ago! "We should talk about th- mmmmppphhhff" I was cut off by her shoving a tit in my mouth. "Suck." She said forcefully, stopping her rhythmic riding. "And I'll explain everything." I needed to come so badly, but I couldn't have a baby! This was crazy! Heather and I had been back together for about 2 months and we were already living together and now she wanted to get pregnant! This was all moving so fast. " I said suck!" She lowered her tit into my mouth again, but I was still apprehensive. "I know you still need to come, and I'm not going to start riding you again until you start sucking on my tits. Now, I told you to trust me, I wouldn't make you do anything you didn't want to." Feeling slightly reassured, but hornier then ever, I skeptically started sucking again. Her riding started again, drowning me in pleasure. This time however, I was determined to listen and respond to her words. "The first time I seduced you, you foolishly tried to resist me. I remember how you gave in at the mention of seeing me fat, knocked up, barefoot, and in control. Thank god I read those Homer Vargas stories from your history to know exactly what you were into." Her pace increased and my sucking became more peaceful and calm as I moved closer to the orgasm I had been denied all day. "I knew I wanted to have lots of babies with you. You'd make such a great daddy and I already knew how much you loved the idea of me being pregnant." Her pace increased more. I needed to come so badly but she wouldn't let me. I knew I should stop, to pull out harmlessly, but I couldn't, I needed her pussy too badly. I hoped this was just some serious role playing because I really needed her to make me cum! "How many times did you beat off to those videos of me, talking to you about my swelling tits and belly? You know you love it!" Her pace increased even faster, but still holding me on the desperate brink of orgasm. I was holding on for dear life, trying desperate not to cum inside of her until I was sure that this was just role playing gone too far. All of a sudden, Heather stopped riding me. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and rolled over expertly so I was on top of her. She was careful to make sure my dick never came out. Getting the idea, I started fucking her, watching those beautiful tits bounce with each thrust as Heather lay on her back. Heather reached above her to grab pillow and put it under her ass as I started to fuck her. She wrapped her legs around me, still holding me. I took a moment to make sure this was all just some sexy role playing. "So, the baby thing was a joke right?" I asked tentatively. I needed to cum so badly, I was still thrusting into her regardless. "A Joke? The only joke is how you're pretending the idea doesn't turn you on!" She reached up to grab behind my head and pull my face into her tits. I sucked as I thrust, crazy with desire but determined to not get her pregnant. I weighed my options. I could stop now and walk away, but I needed to cum too badly. The better option was to pull out and cum on her belly. then we could talk about this later when I wasn't so desperate. I decided to try the latter. I began to increase my thrusting, sucking her tits like a staving child, trying to building towards orgasm. "I can see you're thinking a little too clearly. Are you thinking about pulling out? When will you learn, baby, that you do what I tell you to do. If mommy wants you to make her pregnant, then you make her pregnant." Her legs locked around me. "Think about me pregnant baby! My big tits swelling with each passing day! My hips growing wider! Think about my ass getting even more jiggly! I hear pregnant women are even hornier, and I imagine it will be a full time job keeping me satisfied. I want you to pump my so full of jizz I blow up like a balloon!" I had never been so turned on in my life! I humped madly, in a frantic spell of lust. "Look at you go baby! You are loving this! I knew you would. Think about my belly growing nice and round over time. My clothes will get tighter with each passing day. And you'll love the way my old clothes show off my new curves! When I get to big for them, I'll buy new sexy clothes for you, ones that show off my enormous milky breasts and fat ass." "This is you're big surprise! We are going to have a baby and that's that. You know you want it as bad as I do! The look on your face says it all. I'm letting you fuck me, baby! I'm not forcing you to do anything you don't want." Her legs that held me tight relaxed, but still I pounded away. "That's it baby. I know mow much you like me to fuck you, but I thought this would be better. First, with a pillow under my ass we can make sure that all your jizz stays deep inside me. Also, this way you could see that getting me pregnant is YOUR choice! You want to see me fat and barefoot, growing bigger each day, heavy and dopey with your child. Show me you want to spend the rest of this weekend in bed, trying to pump me so full of jizz I can barely walk. We will spend the whole weekend in bed, trying to put a baby inside me! Show me you want it, just like the first time I seduced you. Show me how much you want it by coming deep inside of me!" I could no longer control my lust or my desire. I started pumping madly, sending the full length of my dick in with each stroke. She was starting to come to as I screamed "I WANT IT SO BAD! I WANT YOU FAT AND PREGNANT! I WANT YOUR TITS TO SWELL UP LIKE BALLOONS, FULL OF MILK FOR ME TO SUCK! I WANT ALL OF IT!" "Show me baby!" She was now looking straight into my eyes. "Cum!" That was it. I unloaded deep inside of her. It felt like the biggest load of my life was getting dumped into her unprotected pussy. I thrust one last time and fell forward. We kissed deeply, for a long time. I was on the verge of collapse when she rolled me onto my back, placing a tit in my mouth. "Good boy. You made mommy very happy." I nursed happily and drifted off to sleep. True to her promise, that weekend Heather barely let me out of bed. We fucked nonstop, like the first time she seduced me all over again, only this time it was better because of the thought of her getting round and fat with my child. She told me she had selected her most fertile weekend for my "big surprise" so it came as no shocker when she announced on Monday that she was pregnant. She was wearing the black lingerie from the time she had drugged me when she meet me at the door with the pregnancy test. We hugged and kissed madly, before she took me to bed and rode me to one of the best orgasms of my life. Heather's pregnancy flew by in a sexy haze. Our routine stayed pretty much the same, except now we had more raunchy sex then ever. God I loved watching her clothes get tighter with each passing day. As her tits and ass grew, so to did her appetite for food and sex. Sometimes I would run home work to make her another sundae or bend her over the arm chair for a quicky. She looked so sexy growing bigger each day! The birth of our first little girl slowed her down, but only for a little while. She insisted we buy an exercise machine for her to regain her figure. She said that her tits and ass would look even bigger after the baby, but first she had to lose some belly fat. As was the trend in our relationship, she was right! Within 2 months she looked better then ever and still as dominate and in control of me as she ever had been. I asked her to marry me about 6 months after Sarah was born and she said yes. The sex we had that night was kinkier then ever as she rewarded my proposal with a black and red corset and some femdom themed sex. We are now planning on buying a bigger house, but she says she wants me to put another baby inside of her first. If Heather has her way (and we all know she will) by the end of this weekend she should be pregnant again! We are young, happy, and in love. We have a beautiful daughter, with another kid on the way. We are buying a nice big house in the suburbs to raise our ever growing family. All was well once more.