1 comments/ 9028 views/ 0 favorites Eyes By: livesinfantasy **This is my first time writing a story like this, and it's based on my own life. Please offer helpful criticism, and let me know if you want more** She'd dreamt, dreamt of him for years. And she knew, when he walked up to her and introduced himself, that this one the one. HE was going to be important to her. Her name was Ireland, and she was only 18 the first time she met Mateo. Too young to know what lay ahead of her, really. They had a connection instantly. He was a few years older, and a whole lot more experienced than her. Tall, gorgeous, with that hint of danger young girls seem to love so much. They flirted, pushed each others buttons, and made out whenever there was a spare moment. They snuck behind buildings, and he was only guy she ever lied about to go see. Sometimes she wondered why he kept her around. He had to know how she felt about him. She knew there were other girls. And she dated other guys. But every time there was no one else, they had each other. She saw into places he didn't want her to go. Knew, on that deep level that no one can explain, that he was different from the rest. It was one night, making out in the darkness of his bedroom that she realized just how different he might be. She knew that he explored witchcraft. Opening his mind, trying to connect with things other people wouldn't acknowledge. Just as he knew she wasn't quite what she appeared. Called her yellows eyes cats eyes, and knew about her fascination with the night. They knew each other so well, yet had so much stuff they didn't say to each other. He took her shirt off as they were kissing, working his way down her neck. She bared her neck for him, begging him to bite. "You want me to bite, angel?" he whispered. She nodded, not really knowing what it was she asked. He flipped her over on her stomach, trailing his hand up and down her back. "Has anyone ever bitten you back here?" he asked. "Have they ever turned you on so much that no matter what they do, all you feel is pleasure?" "Noo," she moaned. "Show me." With that, he dove in, licking his way up and down her spine, nibbling on the vertebrae, gently laying his teeth into her. Soon he was rewarded. "Harder, Mateo, please." He bit down, sucking her skin in between his teeth. She burned underneath him, arching into him, wanting something, she wasn't sure what. No pain, just like he'd said. The rougher he bit, the more she ground her hips into the bed, wishing for something she knew he wouldn't give her. He pulled back, and unbuttoned her jeans. "I'm going to make you come, with just my teeth and my fingers," he told her. He slid his finger down, past her slit, shaved and bare. At the first touch of his fingers on her clit, she jolted. She had begun playing with toys, a vibrator that got her off quickly, but his finger was alive. Then he returned to her back, planting wet kisses with just a hint of teeth that drove her wild. She couldn't decide if she wanted to push forward on his finger, or back on his mouth. Soon, she was close. Mumbling, wanting to come, she whispered "please." "Come for me Ireland," he growled. And she shattered in his arms. They lay side by side, panting. He had shown her a new side to herself, and she wasn't sure if she could ever go back to how she was before. What was it about this guy, she wondered. A few weeks later, she was deep in a dream, tossing and turning. She saw herself sitting alone on a log, complete and utter darkness surrounding her. Her back was bare, and she looked like she was waiting. Then she saw him. Dressed in black, she could only make out his eyes, glowing silver as he walked up to her. He never said a word, but she found herself pushing her hair aside, waiting for him. In the next instant, her back was laid open, blood dripping from the marks that had appeared. He knelt down, tongue lapping at the wounds. In the dream, she looked up at herself, and saw surrender. What was happening in the dream was bizarre, and made no sense at all. But it was what she wanted. Then one day, he saw the cuts on her wrist. Not deep, but painful none the less. He laid his hand over her wrist, and closed his eyes. When he removed his hand, the cuts were gone. Her eyes met his, and all she saw was silver. She shivered. "I'm not ready for this", she whispered. "I'll be here when you are", he said back. Eyes I walk up to you with fire in my eyes. My face is serious and the usual smile on it gone for now. Once I get up to you, I pull on your hair making your face tilt upwards to mine. I kiss you, my lips pressing hard against yours as my tongue forces its way into your mouth. My other hand reaches behind you grabbing your ass and pulling you tight against me. I grind my body against yours, you can already feel how hard I am for you, how much I want my little slut. Not caring what is going on or who is around us, I claim you as mine. My actions, taking you, controlling you. My lust threatens to overwhelm you as I continue to kiss you. The passion, the lust, the naked desire transfers between us by way of our bodies. All I was supposed to do was pick you up, not this, not this right now, there are people that could see but I don't seem to care as I drag you with me. Our lips and bodies one as I guide you to my car. Once we get to it, I pick you up and place you on the trunk, not to gently as I spread your legs wide and pulls us together again. My lips fuelling your own desire as I grind my hard cock against your pussy. My cock presses against your pussy as my body grinds against yours. I can't seem to get close enough, have you enough, take you enough, so I keep pressing driving you back against the car then pulling you back towards me. My mouth leaves yours as I roughly tug on your hair and sink my teeth into your neck, I growl into your flesh I bite and kiss and suck. You moan, then remembering there are people around you quickly clamp your mouth shut but you can't help the mewling sounds that escape your throat. I push your head to the other side as I bite and suck on opposite side of your neck. My other hand grabs your tit through your shirt and I play with your nipple as I ravage your neck. My cock still rubbing your pussy. "Stop it Dave, people can see," You say, trying to regain some sort of balance in the situation. You fail to shake me. "Let them watch, they might learn what kind of naughty little slut I own," I whisper in your ear then my tongue traces your jaw line. You shiver at my words and actions. A low sound escapes you as my cock presses your pussy, fits right in your the clothes go with it inside a little as I push harder against you. My arms holding you tight, not letting you move. You look around, trying to see if anyone is watching but I keep distracting you as my hands roam your back, working their way down to your ass. Taking it both hands, I grip and squeeze it and pull you hard against me. My desire for you is obvious as I kiss and suck on your neck then bite down hard. You grip my shoulders, finger tips digging into my flesh as I savage your neck. You legs wrap around my back as you feel yourself giving in to my will, your pussy is already wet and your panties are soaked as I continue to grind against you. I move my hands off your ass and bring them around. I grab your shorts and panties and pull them down, just enough to reveal your clean shaven pussy to my gaze. I stare at it then look into your eyes. You gasp as the possessiveness in my eyes, the raw desire, the iron will I show in containing the lust I feel. I look back down and smirk at your wetness which causes you to blush but it sends a quiver through your pussy as I my fingers stroke your pussy, slick and wet against your skin, all because of your hormone driven brain. You glance nervously about, again trying to see if anyone is watching but not really caring. His hormones have infected you and just want him to take you here and now. His fingers are still pressing against your very warm naughty place and when you look back at, I'm staring at you. An evil look passes across my face as I push my fingers inside you, brining a gasp and a shudder out of you. You can't look away as I stare and enjoy the affect my touch is having on you. Working my fingers deeper and deeper inside your pussy, you realize you love my touch but you would love to feel my cock penetrating your pussy. "Please, stop, Dave, please stop, someone might see us," You say to me. I continue to tease your pussy with my fingers my thumb brushing then pressing hard against your clit as I thrust my fingers as far as they will go inside your pussy. I smile at you, my eyes continuing to show you that I am in control but still desiring you greatly. I kiss you softly as I draw my fingers out of your pussy before breaking the kiss and bringing them to my lips. I like your juices off my fingers and suck on them, a look of pleasure on my face as I continue to stare into your eyes. You attempt to pull your panties back up but my other hand reaches out and stops you. I hold you soaked panties in my hand preventing your from covering your little fuck hole. "No Sara, I won't stop," I say to you, my voice filled with the dominance you love and enjoy. Once I am done licking my fingers I trace patterns on the skin of your inner thigh with my finger tips. Your skin is soft and my fingers are gentle as I tease you. Leaning forward I hover my lips just before yours and wait. You wait and wait for me to kiss you but I refuse to bring out lips together; you can't see my smirk but you know its there and it maddening. You want me to kiss you and you know I want to kiss you but I am in control and my lips stay in place. Staring into my eyes, you can't take it any more and you lean forward and kiss me, giving me your submission with your desire. My hand latches onto the back of your neck as we kiss; fingers twining in your hair as I squeeze and keep your head under my control. My tongue licks your lips as we kiss. "Take them off, Sara," I order you, letting go of your panties. "Here?" You ask. "Now," I command. "Yes, sir" you reply submissively. You slowly push down your shorts and panties, glancing about making sure no one can see you behaving so slutty in public. You kick them off onto the ground and you are again taken into my arms as I kiss you. My crotch grinds against your bare pussy, the rough cloth of my cargo pants stimulates your naughty place as my teeth scrape across your lower lip. You feel one hand on your pussy rubbing it as the other unbuttons my pants. Pushing them down just low enough to free my cock, I rub the head against the entrance of your tight little pussy. You feel my precum mix with yours as I pull your head to the side. I push my cock into you fast and hard, all the way in as I bite your neck at the same time. You almost cum right there, my cock inside you where it belongs and my teeth on your neck. I thrust in and out as you gasp and quiver against me and the cool metal of my car. "Please sir, fuck me harder, please sir fuck me.. oh please please please," you moan out as you writhe against me. "Anything my little fuck toy wants," I say to you, which causes your pussy to clench and you almost cum again as I fuck you. Totally lost in the moment, we both fuck and grind and kiss, the motion of our bodies together rocking my car. I growl into your ear as I pound your pussy against the hard metal and your legs wrap around my ass, urging me to go faster and harder. Pulling on your hair tilting you face towards mine so I can stare into your eyes, I see my own lust reflected in them as we fuck hard and fast. The control over you and my willingness to take you at any time or place just makes you lose it. As you think about who could be watching, where you are at, what I have done to you, you cum hard against my cock. You feel wetness coat across my cock and drip down your thighs onto the car as I continue to pound your little pussy. I revel in the feeling, knowing you are my little toy to fuck and take and tease and pleasure whenever I want. As your pussy spasms clenching down and releasing my cock, you feel me spurt my cum deep inside you as I bite your neck hard, sending you into another orgasm. I thrust a few more times into your pussy pushing my cum deeper inside you as we both quiver and shake. "Thank you sir," you say to me, once you have regained your breath. The muscles of your thighs still quivering lightly. "I love taking my little bunny, whenever I want. You are such a good girl too," I tell you, as I slowly pull my cock free of your pussy. You miss it but the lust is sated in you for the moment and you look down at your shorts and panties on the ground, a question in your eyes when meet my gaze. "Go ahead bunny get dressed, we still have to go to your friend's house for the party, but I want my cum filling your little panties all night. I will drag you away to check and if its gone I will refill your sweet pussy again, Sara," I say to you. You get goose bumps as those thoughts fill your head and you slowly retrieve you clothes and put them back on. You smile, ready and willing for me to take you. Eyes Eyes Part I "I totally crushed my glasses, can I get a new pair?" he asked the receptionist. "I'm sure we can help you get your vision back, "she smiled. "I know you've been here before, we have your prescription on file, don't we?" "Yes." "Then the men's glasses are on the mirrored wall on the right, at the back of the shop next to the optometrist's office. Take your time finding a frame you like, and I'll bring your information back to Alice, who will help fit you." He wandered towards the back of the shop to look at the glasses. No one else seemed to be back there right now, so he began browsing through the various frames, trying them on, and looking in the mirrored wall to see how they looked on him. A door from the backroom opened, and Alice came into his view in the mirror. She glanced at him, but seeing he was busy with his browsing, she busied herself putting away lenses and paperwork. He glanced at her, then glanced again. "She's new here," he thought. "And nice." She had a soft allure to her. Nice curves under a simple black wrap around dress. Pretty, fine boned face and light brown hair. As she moved around in the office area behind the customer desk, he continued trying on glasses. But now he couldn't help but spend as much time looking in the mirror and watching her. A bad habit of his, always being distracted from the business at hand by pretty girls. As she came out of the back office, she noticed him looking at the glasses. She saw he was her next customer, and got his file out. Once she glanced up at him, and saw him looking at her in the mirror. Their eyes met briefly. She smiled, but looked away, as did he. "That's sweet," she thought, "I think he was checking me out, and he is very cute." Watching him more carefully now as he sorted through the frames, she liked what she saw. He appeared to be a nice, well dressed, professional man. Although she could tell he was watching her, it wasn't in a leering or crude way. She watched him watching her. When their eyes caught each other, little smiles were exchanged. Now she was beginning to enjoy this flirting game. She was used to guys noticing her, and enjoyed the attention as long as they didn't come on too strongly. But this guy was not really coming on at all, he was just enjoying the view. "He's probably off limits," she thought, "but no harm flirting with him a bit." When she next caught his eye she held eye contact and smiled and said, "Maybe I can help you decide what you'd really like?" "What I'd really like . .. ," he started but didn't finish the sentence. He brought the half dozen frames he was considering over to the narrow table. She smiled and they both sat down. "Let me put this one on for you," she said as she lifted the frame to his head and leaned over the table to do so. "Look up," she said. "Now look down." As he looked down, the glasses stayed on his head but his eyes nearly fell out. He was looking down into a deep valley between her breasts, as the black wrap around dress was now slightly unwrapped. And a red bra was showing. Red bras always had a hardening effect on him. "How do they fit?" she asked? "They're really great," he said, "although the fit seems kind of tight, like they're really constricted in there." His eyes were clearly on her tits. "Silly boy," she said, "I was asking about the glasses. But let me see if I can adjust them." She took the frames off his head, stood up and went into the backroom. She reappeared a few moments later, and again sat down, leaned forward, and put the frames back on his head. "Can you see better with these adjustments?" He looked down and she leaned in close to him. It was good that they were in the back of the shop, and that his back was toward the front, blocking the view of her from the front of the store. Because when she leaned forward now, she slipped the belt off and her dress unwrapped. His eyes traveled down in amazement. The red bra was gone. Her well formed breasts were free. Her long pink nipples were hard and just begging to be kissed. He took a deep breath and leaned forward himself, now looking over the table between them and down. Down her smooth stomach to her legs. To the inverted Y at the top of her thighs. No panties. Light brown pubic hair. She leaned back and parted her legs slowly, until he could see her pink pussy lips. "Can you see well now?" She asked. He was breathing deeply, breathing this incredibly sexy woman in. Their knees were touching under the table. He slid a hand down and found her knee. She could feel his fingers start to trace their way up her thigh, but he could only reach mid-thigh under the table. She looked at him and saw he was looking into her eyes, smiling, and could read his instructions. She slid down in her chair and moved her legs more under the table, and spread them around one of his legs. His hand could now move higher up her thigh, and did. Soon one finger was gently sliding up and down her slit, teasing her pussy lips apart. Now she was breathing deeply as she felt the moisture in her pussy releasing. Her pussy lips were parted and the probing finger was just barely touching her clit. She had never cum so quickly before. He was just barely able to touch her clit, but she felt the wave of pleasure gush forward quickly. She put her hand over his, on her pussy, as she came. It was hard to stay composed, but she slowly pulled back. Their hands parted, and they both licked her pussy juices off their fingers, looking at each other. She picked up one frame and put it on his head. "This one suits you best," she said. Looking at what must be a terribly painful hard on in his pants, she said, "Someone else looks very constricted and will need some attention." Then leaning in to him and said quietly, "Buy the glasses, then go into the alley behind the shop, there's a back door. Meet me there in 20 minutes." Smiling, and with some difficulty, he stood up and made his way back to the front of the shop to pay for the glasses. "Was Alice able to help you find something you liked?" asked the receptionist. "Very much..... Part II Twenty minutes later, he was in the back alley. No other cars were parked back there. There were a number of back doors to the shops in the shopping mall strip. This was a little weird. He was in fact, a married man, and the fact that he had just made a total stranger cum from a little touch of his finger was both exhilarating and scary. And now he's in the back alley, not even knowing what door to knock on. None of the doors were labeled. He knocked on one door, waited, no answer. The second door, waiting, no answer. The third door. As soon as he knocked, the door opened. Alice had been waiting. She opened the door and smiled. He saw her smile, liked the twinkle in her eyes, but his attention stopped when he looked down; No black wrap-around dress, no red "tease me" bra. No subtle hints of light brown pussy hair between smooth thighs. This woman was totally naked and totally smiling. "Like what you see?" she asked. He was actually speechless. Not something that happens to him a lot. But hey, how often are you standing in a public doorway with a totally naked and totally hot woman? Life can be funny. "Go with it," he told himself. But he didn't need to say anything. She reached her hand out to touch his bulging cock in his pants. She liked what she felt. "He may be off-limits, but his cock didn't get the memo," she thought. "This man is for real, and really wants me now." Taking him by the belt, she drew him into the backroom of the store, and shut the door. Now he was hers, and she took over. He had been nice enough to get her off in the shop with his little under the table play. Now it was her turn to have some fun with this hard cock. She led him to a work bench in the back room, and pushed him back so he was barely sitting on the edge. Usually, she used this bench to adjust the fit of eyeglasses. Now she used it to adjust the fit of his cock into her mouth. She pulled his pants down and in one quick move slid his cock deep into her throat He gasped, but at that point, all questions, all resistance was gone. He was gone, as she started slowly engulfing his cock, pulling him deep, then sliding out, licking the end, then swallowing deep again. He could feel the pressure building, but he wanted more. "May I fuck you?" he asked. She liked sucking his cock, it was fun but she seriously wanted his cock in her pussy. She didn't need to be asked twice. She pushed him back onto the table and climbed up. Straddling his legs, she reached down and guided his cockhead into her already wet pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto his cock until there was some resistance in her pussy, then pulled back up. The second time she came down her cunt loosened, gushed, and took him all the way in. The third time she descended onto him she felt his cock all the way in, past her G spot, hitting her cervix. She signed, it felt wonderful. A hard cock in hot pussy is a good thing. "Give it to me, Now!" she demanded. She was grinding her whole public area into him with each stroke, she got wetter and started having multiple orgasms. He wasn't far behind, and couldn't hold back much longer. When she felt him start to cum in her, she could feel the spasms of his cock as he emptied into her, she liked the feeling of his hot cum in her. He was a totally satisfied man. They lay together in a wet sticky overly stimulated heap of flesh. The final pulses of her pussy coincided with little twitches of his cock. They lay together, their breathing finally slowing, feeling the warm of each other's bodies and the glow that comes from release. Then they became aware that the door that led into the shop was open. Faint light silhouetted the receptionist standing in the door. How long had she been there? What had she seen? What she was seeing now was a spent naked woman lying on a spent semi-naked man on the exam table. "So Alice was able to help you see again?" She inquired. "I'm glad she knows how to take care of our customers. Enjoy your new glasses."