****** My Ex by Enigma ******
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My Ex


So I was drinking. So what. Like I was the only one, for god sakes, that whole
party was drinking. Ok, so I did forget to bring my fake ID card, but half the
kids in that dorm room looked underage, ID's or no! Damn it, why did I leave my
wallet at home? It could have saved me so much trouble. I wouldn't be sitting
in this rat whole of a prison cell for "consuming alcoholic beverages" as the
campus police man said. For god sakes, I wasn't even drunk, I only had two
beers! My only hope now is that Kathy got my message about being in here and
would post bail soon. I can't call my parents; they would have a heart attack.
Their fucking Christian morality will get me into AA the very next day. That
was why they sent me to this lame ass Christian Girls Junior College. Maybe
they think I'll become a nun!

Damn, I hope Mark doesn't find out I'm in here. That's all I need! My stupid
ex-boyfriend lecturing me on drinking do's and don'ts. The asshole, I'm glad I
dumped him. I thought dating a cop would be fun and exciting, boy was I wrong.
Its seemed Mark was as dull as my old Sunday school classes. He wouldn't lay a
hand on me, for godsakes. Like I was Madonna herself. A girl needs a good fuck
once in a while, god knows I do!

Glancing at my watch I saw it was close to two o'clock in the morning. In eight
hours, Kathy will probably get my message when she came home from her
boyfriend's house. He, unlike Mark, knows what women want.

I heard footsteps down the hall, and felt a chill going down my spine. After
all, I was all alone, there was nobody in my cell. The only thing in here is a
small rusty bed covered with an old blanket and a toilet. The guard had left me
in here an hour ago, after I made my phone call and I've been alone ever since.
Who could it be? I sat on the cot and pulled my knees to my chest, feeling
irrationally nervous, trying to get as far into the corner as possible. I heard
the footsteps approaching my cell. It had to be a man, no female walks like
that. Soon a face appeared through the bars. Mark, I breathed.

Mark gave me a furrowed frown. And without saying a word he entered my cell. I
released my breath. Feeling a little silly for my brief nervousness. After all,
it was Mark! Knowing him, he would give me a lecture, and then post my bail. He
came near me and took one of my hands. Wondering what he was up to, I stayed
silent. He cuffed it to one of the bedposts. I asked him what he was doing. He
didn't answer, taking my other arm and cuffing it to the other bedpost, making
me lie on the bed, face up.

"What are you doing?" I asked again, a little more anxiously this time.

Again, he kept silent. I looked at him, my mouth going dry. What was he up to?
This is not the Mark I knew. A chill raced through me, making my nipples
harden. He noticed immediately, his eyes going straight for my breasts that
were barely hid under my halter top, tracing the outline of my puckered nipples
almost perfectly.

Without hesitating, he pulled off my halter top, sliding it over my hips, and
down my thighs, and throwing it to the floor in one swift move. My naked
breasts perked up even more at the fist blast of cold air. I started getting
really nervous.

"Mark?" I asked, "What's going on? Why are you doing this?"

His silence continued, making me even more anxious. Was he going to rape me?
Mark wouldn't do that, he barely ever kissed me when we went out, let alone
fucked me when I begged him too. He wasn't capable of rape. This small thought
flew out of my mind when Mark started unzipping my leather skirt. Taking it off
too. Leaving me completely naked. There was no more doubt in my mind about what
he was going to do. And I couldn't do anything about it. Even if I wasn't
cuffed I couldn't fight him off, he was built. Muscles everywhere! And we were
alone, no one would be back here till morning.

Mark stood back and looked at me naked for the first time. I could see his
erection getting bigger and harder, his tight jeans revealing every movement of
his cock. My mouth got dry looking at it. He caught my glance and smirked. He
pulled of his shirt and tight pants and stood only in his briefs before me.
Taking those off too, he came towards me again. OH MY GOD, he was big, 9 inches
while semi-hard. He straddled my chest. Putting his growing dick in my abundant
cleavage. Massaging my tits around it, the tip coming closer to my mouth as he
started fucking them slowly. My eyes were transfixed on it; oh god his cock was
huge! I darted my tongue out, touching the tip of it slightly. He groaned above
me. Getting braver, I licked it again, keeping my tongue there a little longer
this time. He moved his dick closer to me, until my face was covered with his
balls and his cock was in my mouth. I stated sucking it, savoring the tip, then
licking the sides, taking in as much of him as I could.

He started rotating his hips and then grabbed a fistful of my hair and pushed
my head even more on him, making me gag. He continued fucking my face, humping
it and tugging at my hair to keep up with his rhythm. I sucked it well, felt it
going deep inside my throat, licking and nibbling all I could of him. I heard
him groaning more and more, whispering, "Fuck yea...oh yea, come on baby...oh
that's nice...suck it...suck it!"

I sucked his cock, harder and harder as it slammed inside my mouth, fucking me.
I felt him shuddering, I knew he was about to come. After a few moments he
released his semen into me, making me swallow load after load of hot cum.

He climbed off my face and lay on top of me, sucking my tits, then kissing me
down to my navel. Swirling his tongue over everything as he went, leaving cold
trails behind. I started writhing under him. My body begging him to go lower,
but he took his time and licked around my cunt. Kissing my inner thighs,
tugging my public hair with his teeth, until finally he flickered his tongue at
my clit, and moved away. Flicked it again, and moved away. Teasing me
mercilessly. I started whimpering, saying, "Please Mark, please."

My hips were vibrating up and down hoping to touch his hot tongue.

"Please what?" Mark asked. "Is this what you want?"

His tongue touched my little nub again.

"Yes, oh god yes, please Mark, please!"

He teased me for a little bit longer, licking a little everywhere and then
moving away until he had me spiraling my hips, pushing my legs against his
back, entreating him to put his face in my cunt. He soon complied, sticking his
tongue deep into my wet orifice. His fingers separating my lips, so he can
alternately play with my clit. He fucked me with his tongue faster and faster,
making me scream and moan, wanting to touch my neglected tits. He little organ
went in and out of me, making me come so fast and so strong I screamed! He had
my cum all over his face as he looked up at my face. He kissed me, making me
taste myself on him. His tongue played with mine, while his hand went to my
breasts, kneading them, pinching the tips, shaping them in his big hands. But I
wasn't satisfied, I wanted him to fuck me and I told him so.

"Shut up Bitch!" he snapped. "I give the orders here."

He went over to his jeans and removed his belt. Slapping it on his hand, I
winced at the sound. He was going to whip me! Sure enough, he smacked me across
my tits, making them red, the nipples a little swollen. He smacked my chest a
couple more times, before moving down to my stomach, giving it a few whacks
too. My eyes started watering with the pain, but I didn't say anything, I
wouldn't make that mistake again. He continued whipping me, striking my thighs
as they lay passively on the cot. He paused for a second, looked at me and then
whacked the leather belt onto my cunt, making me yelp with pain, he did it
again, harder each time. I could feel my lips getting swollen, aching with
agony. He suddenly stopped and faced me.

"Are you sorry?" he asked, I nodded.

"I can't hear you," he snapped.

"Yes, I'm sorry," I managed.

"What?" he asked again.

"I'm sorry!" I said louder.

He nodded his satisfaction. And without another word, he rammed into me with
his powerful dick. I arched my back with pleasure/pain. He pulled out and
rammed into me again, his rhythm increasing. He told me to wrap my legs around
his waist, I did. He grabbed hold of my hips and started humping me savagely.
His huge cock touching the base of my cunt, making me cry and moan, his name on
my lips. Fucking me hard and strong, faster and faster, my cunt burning with
sensation, wetting his dick with my juices, making him slide into me with
greater ease and intensity. I felt myself ready to explode, and soon I came
with a great yell, he came almost right after me, pushing into me one last time
and not withdrawing. We remained locked together like this for a few moments
before Mark fell on me and started sucking my breasts. I was still panting
fast, my breath coming out unevenly.

He looked up at me and smiled.

"Haven't I always told you drinking was wrong?"

I started laughing. I didn't know what had gotten into Mark, but I liked it.

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