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A Moment In A Storm

Yeah, yeah, cheesy title, cheesy descriptions, corny dialog. Don’t sue me for sounding like an 18th century novel.

My Mistress Latonya

It all started when Sebastian Hale had his eyes on his new assistant. With him being a ladies man, and to add to that, he was rich, single, owned a luxurious condo and a red Ferrari, so there wasn’t a woman he couldn’t get. He was tall, had dark black medium length hair which stuck out at many places, dark green eyes which many women admitted they can’t resist, and a very muscular tanned body.
He eyed her through the glass windows as she was arranging her new desk just outside his door. She was small sized, short, thin with brown blondish hair. She had perfect b cups which complemented her body. Her ass stuck out to give her body this perfect curve. He watched her as she was talking and laughing with the copyboy, she had hazel eyes, perfect ebony skin, and dark red lips he was now urging to taste. He felt a bulge in his pants as he thought on and on about the things he wanted to do to her.
He snapped out of it when suddenly she walked towards his office, and knocked. He straightened himself on his chair, “Come in”, he said. She slowly walked in, looking as perfect as ever, “Thank god I let bill choose my assistant…” he thought. “Hello Sir, my name is Latonya; I’m your new assistant” she said, breaking into his thoughts. Her voice was so soft, she seemed so innocent. He sat still for a minute, just looking at her, “snap out of it!” he told himself, “I’ve always got who I want, she’s just like all the others”. He then smiled confidently and decided to work his magic now rather than later, he got up from his chair and went up and stood in front of her, putting a hand out, “My name is Sebastian Hale” he said as she shook his hand. “And you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen” he went on. “Umm thanks I guess.” She replied uninterested. He decided to try again, “you know if all the other assistants were half as beautiful as you none of the guys would ever stop working”. He waited for a response but she just looked at him as if he had insulted her.
He was shocked, this line always worked on girls, he didn’t expect her to do anything but just at least fucking smile!
He decided to get straight to the point, “look, your too beautiful alright? And I’m an okay looking guy too, and this place doesn’t have anything against employees dating each other, so what do you say you and I go out tonight?”
“I don’t date.” She said coldly. “Hahahah, baby everybody dates!” As he said this he tried to softly touch her face but before he could she put her hands on his dick and squeezed his balls tightly. Even though he was wearing breifs and pants she had a pretty good grip over them.
“OOOOOOWWW” yelled Sebastian. “Listen you” she now said in a cold voice. “Don’t ever try to fucking touch me again! You can’t handle a night with me, yet alone a date, you can’t even handle this for fucks sake!”
“LET GO” he yelled again, unable to bear the pain as she squeezed harder. She then finally let go while he fell to his knees, holding his balls. He looked up at her; she took a step back, smiling at him. He was too ashamed, so he decided to get over the fact that she just abused him and try to keep what’s left of his pride.
“Oh yeah?” he said, “Try me then!” She looked back at him, still smiling; he was still on his knees, holding his balls, she bent down so she was face to face with him. “Wanna bet?” she said. He nodded, he didn’t know what she really meant by can’t handle, but obviously his ego didn’t make him think that it might be something he really can’t handle. “Me? Can’t handle? She must not know me at all!” he thought.
“Okay” she said. “if I win, you wear nothing but a pink thong to work tomorrow, and if you win, you can have me after tonight, whenever, and wherever you want, agreed?”
He didn’t even need to think, “Is she fucking serious” he thought, “She’s willing to be my bitch as long as I want? We both know I’m not gonna lose this”
“Agreed!” he said as he got up with a cocky smile on his face.
“Alright then” she replied as she got up too. She then went to his desk, and bent over it; he looked at her ass as it came in full view in front of him. The thought that he could have that ass after tonight turned him on.
She took a piece of paper and wrote something on it, she then walked back towards him and stood in front of him. “This is my address, don’t chicken out” she said, and then she unzipped his pants, put the paper in his briefs’ and turned to leave, “be there at 10” she said just as she closed the door behind her.
Sebastian was eager to find the house, thoughts of what would happen when he reached there was a total turn on, he touched and rubbed his cock as he drove, his eagerness growing more and on, finally, after 30 minutes of driving, he finally found it. It was a small house, almost looked like a cottage since it had a chimney with smoke coming out of it. He sat in his car for a minute, checked whether the condoms were in his pocket, sprayed some breath mint, and got out of the car. He even bought some chocolates, hoping that it would at least loosen her up a bit. When he reached the wooden door, he knocked twice and waited. After a couple of minutes the door opened a bit, it was dark inside and he couldn’t see anything, “Come in” he then heard her sweet angelic voice say from inside the darkness.
He stepped inside the house but obviously he couldn’t see a thing, he then saw her shadow next to him. She walked forward and he felt her put something in his pocket, “If you feel like you can’t handle, just read the words on this paper to me and I’ll stop” He was quiet for a minute, “Are you fucking kidding me?” he then finally said, “Do you even know who I am? I once gave a girl four orgasms in an hour and you’re telling me I can’t handle you?”
She replied by only saying “Follow me”. He did so without even touching the paper and went after her. They then reached to a door which apparently led to the basement, while she was walking down the stairs, it got brighter, “She lit candles for me” he thought. As they reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw her clearly. She was wearing this tight black leather outfit that made her look like a sex god. Her curves were just perfect, she was wearing a black bra only, so she was bareback, and leather pants that looked like they were going to burst from how tight they were around her ass. He couldn’t help it, he was already a little turned on from rubbing his dick in the car, but the image of her in that tight outfit, showing the curve from her waist to her ass was too much. He started to rub his cock again and was starting to get hard.
He took his eyes off her for a second to look around the candle lit room, horror struck his face when he saw what the room contained, there wasn’t any candles, but a fireplace instead, now he new what the chimney was for, but that wasn’t the thing that horrified him, it was the shelves that were next to the fireplace, shelves and shelves of toys, sex toys, toys that look painful. And there were these black like chairs and tables with straps on them. Without thinking, he threw the chocolate box on the floor and put his hands in his pockets for the piece of paper but before he could grab it, he felt two set of strong hands hold either sides of his arm and lifted him up towards one of the tables.
“LET ME GO” he yelled, trying to fight back, but the arms holding him were too tight. They threw him on the table; he turned around, and finally saw who was holding him. They were two men, huge muscular men, maybe each were double his size, bald, and also wore leather shorts. There was a hole in each of their shorts so their dicks could be clearly seen coming out of them. They were huge, maybe 14 inches each. His dick was only 7 inches and he took pride for it, but this was just huge. Before he got time to react, they moved forward and stripped him off his clothes, he tried to resist but his attempt seemed pathetic, when he wouldn’t let them slid down his pants or life up his shirt, they just tore it off, and threw his clothes towards the corner of the room, with the piece of paper, his only way out, in one of the pockets.
He was sitting with tight briefs on the table, unable to move from fear, finally managed to find his voice and said “Who are you people? Why are you doing this?”
Latonya stepped forward from the shadows, he almost forgot she was there, “We’re here for the bet aren’t we” she said with a sick smile on her face. Before he could answer the two men grabbed Sebastian again and forcibly tied him to the table in a way the he was on his knees, legs spread wide apart, with his head also strapped on the table, so his brief wearing ass was stuck out in the air. He felt so vulnerable and weak being in that position, he was helpless. Latonya lit up a cigarette, but didn’t smoke it, she went behind him and before he knew it he was screaming in pain, “OOOOOOOOOWWW YOU BITCH, YOU CUNT”. She had burned the cigar through the front of his briefs so the end of the cigarette burned his dick. “Cunt? From now on you call me mistress understood? Otherwise there will be consequences” She said coldly. “YOU’RE A FUCKING CUTTING” he said, still screaming. “Boys, strip him, I’ll show this bastard who’s the cunt” she replied fiercely. One of the men moved forward and tore off his briefs so now Sebastian was butt naked.
Sebastian saw her walk towards one of the shelves and pull out something, it looked like a butt plug. He wasn’t sure, but she made it clear that he was right when she went towards his ass and stuck it into him, he felt pain through his ass, from the burn and from the plug, he had never had anything in his asshole before, “OOOOWWW” he screamed, “I’M SORRY MISTRESS, TAKE IT OUT PLEASE” he went on. “You think that was it?” she said, laughing now. “Baby you haven’t seen anything yet”, she walked back to the shelve again and pulled out a long black whip, it looked deadly.
“NOOOOOOOO…” he began to scream but one of the men went and held his mouth shut, and before he knew it, he felt the whip hit him brutally against his ass. The pain was unbearable, she kept on whipping him one after another, and she had no mercy on him at all. She hit as hard as she can while saying things like “I’ll show you who the cunt is” while laughing cruelly from time to time. It felt like the skin was peeling off where the whip hit. After a while she stopped, relief took over him, he thought it was all over her, but a minute later he saw her walking to one of the shelves again and pulled out a long stick with small leather straps, “ARRRRGGGHHH..UUGHGHGHGH” he tried to scream but the man’s hand was too tight around his mouth. And Latonya started whipping him again, this time, it burnt and stung more, pushing the butt plug in his ass more and more, increasing the pain to something he’d never thought he’d feel before.
He didn’t know how long she kept on whipping him; he was almost unconscious from the pain, but as time passed he became almost numb to it, he couldn’t feel anything at all. He had never felt so vulnerable before, so embarrassed and humiliated the way he was. She then finally stopped, and the man removed his hands from his mouth, but Sebastian couldn’t say anything, he felt weak. Latonya came in front of him and bent down to his face, “Now, who am I?” she said in a whisper, “you’re my mistress” he replied weakly. “Good” she replied, moving towards his ass and touching it slowly, he was sure there was permanent damage there, but her touch made it feel a little better. “Now I think young Sebastian here deserves a little reward for learning his first lesson, doesn’t he boys?” she said, speaking to the two men. “Now flip him” she told them, “But before you do, remove his butt plug and replace it with the larger one”
One of the men did so, removing the small butt plug and inserting the larger one, Sebastian’s asshole now got used to being stretched, so when the man inserted the larger one, Sebastian actually got turned on by it, he did feel pain but it felt good, he never felt this way before, “Aaaaaaahhh” he moaned slowly, he wanted the man to push it in and out, he needed speed, he didn’t care if it was a man, he just needed it so bad. “I knew you would like that you little slave” sneered Latonya, “Now flip him”. The two men came forward and unstrapped his arms and legs, and flipped him over the table like their mistress had ordered. Sebastian didn’t put on a fight, he was too weak from the whipping, his ass was too sore, but he was also very turned on from the butt plug. The two men lay Sebastian on the table, and strapped his arms and legs to it, his legs were bent and also wide open, like the position a woman is in when giving birth.
Latonya came towards the table and grabbed his dick, fiercely yet somehow gently, she then started rubbing and massaging it, he got hard immediately, groaning as rubbed him harder and harder, “you like that don’t you, you little bitch?” she teased, “Y-yes mistress, more mistress” he replied. She started sucking him and licking his dick and his moaning got more rapid she put his whole dick in her mouth and starting sucking him. She worked her tongue around it perfectly; he came so close to orgasm, “I’m g-gona c-cum mistress”
Immediately after he said that, she let go of him and walked away, leaving Sebastian with nothing when he was just about to cum. He realized what had happened and begged weakly, “Mistress p-please, c-come back mistress, please” this was worse than getting whipped; it was just too much torture. He wanted something to release all that cum he had, but he couldn’t without his mistress’s help. He then turned to one of the men standing at the edge of his table, “Sir? Could you please pull my butt plug in and out of my ass? Please sir” he couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth, in another situation he would rather die then ask a large naked man this, but this was different, he wanted something, needed something.
The man just looked at him, and suddenly Latonya appeared next to him, “What did you say?” she asked Sebastian. He was embarrassed he couldn’t even answer her, “you want it in and out? I’ll give you in and out” she said, putting on her fierce tone again. “Bruce” she said to one of the men, “Give it to him”. Sebastian saw the man come and stand between his legs, holding his dick. Then the other man went behind him and pushed on a button which made the straps pull Sebastian’s legs up so his ass was on perfect position in front of the man’s dick. He suddenly realized what was going to happen and screamed like he never screamed before, “NOO PLEASE, MISTRESS, NOT A MAN MISTRESS PLEASE, NOT HIS DICK, MISTRESS PLEA…” the other man tried to shut him up but the mistress stopped him.”Let him scream” she said, “It’ll just get Bruce harder”
And with that said, Bruce roughly pulled out the large butt plug, the size of it not even being half the size of his cock, and slammed his hard 14 inch dick into Sebastian’s asshole, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH” screamed Sebastian, “MISTRESS NO, IT’S TOO BIG, MISTRESS, ATLEAST SOME LUBE, PLEASE MISTRESS, IT’S TOO BIG”
Latonya ignored him as he screamed and begged her, she just watched with pleasure as Bruce slammed his cock roughly into Sebastian’s asshole, “You’ll get used to it eventually baby” she told Sebastian as he let out another shriek. Sebastian felt like his asshole was gona tear open, the pain was too much, the man’s dick was just too big, and he just kept on fucking him harder and harder. After a few minutes, the man was going easy on him, fucking him slowly and gently, Sebastian couldn’t believe it, but he started enjoying it, he couldn’t believe that he got turned on by a man, he was even moaning slowly from time to time and started getting hard again.
Latonya climbed over the table and Sebastian saw that she had removed her pants, she stood over him with her pussy in full view, it was clean shaved, and it looked so beautiful, she was so beautiful, she then grabbed his now fully hard 7 inch cock and put it between her pussy walls, Sebastian couldn’t get any happier, he wanted her badly, wanted to cum badly, “Listen you little bitch” she told him, “Whatever happens, whatever you feel, you will not moan or make a single sound, or else you will get punished”
And with that, she went lower so his dick was in her wet pussy, she pushed herself in and out, slow at first, but then faster and faster, Sebastian also tried pushing his dick up and down to keep up with the phase but the straps made it hard for him, as she pushed herself on his dick harder, Bruce also fucked him harder and harder, while the other man was watching.
Sebastian felt amazing, he had never felt so much pleasure before, it was hard to keep from moaning but he controlled himself. He fucked Latonya harder and harder and he was on the verge of cuming, she noticed that and said “Just a little more baby”. He tried to hold himself but Bruce fucked him even harder so he couldn’t, he came into her with so much pressure, his body twitching, he almost felt dizzy from the pressure of the orgasm, it was the best one he had ever had, also, he couldn’t help but moan as he did so, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH” he screamed out. Abruptly after that both Latonya and Bruce stopped, and she got off the table and wore her pants, leaving Sebastian breathing rapidly on the table. He thought it was over, even though it was painful but yet amazing in the end, he knew it was over until he heard her say,
“Didn’t I tell you not to make a sound?” she told him coldly. That line scared the shit out of him, not because of what she said, but cause of the tone she used with him, she had used that tone twice before, once, right before she whipped him, and then another time, right before she made Bruce fuck him. “What more could she do to me?” he thought. He looked at his clothes lying on the floor in the corner of the room, the paper was in his pants, and he needed that paper. Latonya broke into his thoughts when he saw her walk towards the shelf again, she took a glove and wore it, and then she took down a long, metal rode, which was twisted in the letter L at one end. She then saw her walk in front of the fireplace and stuck the L shaped end into the fire, turning to Sebastian while doing so; she smiled at him cruelly and then ordered the men, “Boys, why don’t you put young Sebastian here in proper position for his punishment”
“Mistress…” Sebastian said in a low voice, his voice was stuck in his throat from fear, he knew what was going to happen, he knew he couldn’t do anything about it, he knew it was coming. Both men unstrapped him again and took him to another table, this one was metallic, all they did was bend him over it and strapped his hands and legs again, so now he was in the position of a man having a prostate exam. While they did so, he tried to fight back has much as he could, but his attempts at it just seemed pathetic. “Mistress I need my pants, I need the paper mistress, you were right mistress, I can’t handle you, you win mistress” he said calmly. He didn’t know why he was so calm; probably because he was scared shitless, he was shaking he couldn’t even scream.
She was still standing near the fireplace, burning the end of the metallic rod, “Well I’m sorry Sebastian” she said softly without even looking at him, “but the only way you could leave here is for you to read that piece of paper, didn’t I give you the chance to do so when we were at the door?” she said softly “Plus,” she went on “this is what you get for disobeying me”
She pulled out the metal rod from out of the fire; he saw that the end was red-orange. He stayed quiet, but as she started walking towards his ass, he couldn’t help it, he lost it completely, he screamed like he never screamed before, “MISTRESS NOOOOOOOOOOO, PLEASE, MISTRESS I’LL DO ANYTHING, YOU CAN WHIP ME AND FUCK ME, BUT NOT THIS MISTRESS, PLEASE” while saying this, he actually started crying, actual tears were running down his face, this was the most embarrassed he had ever felt in his life, the most fear, he wanted to die right there and then as he begged the tiny woman for mercy. “M-MISTRESS N-NOOOO P-P-P-LEAAAASE” he yelled between sobs.
She was now behind him and he couldn’t see her, he knew it was gona happen any moment, one of them men came and put his hands over his mouth, he tried to resist, he tried to break through the straps, but he just couldn’t.
And then he felt it, he felt the hot metallic rod burn his already bruised ass. Now this was the worst kind of pain he had ever felt. “AAAAARRGGHHH..UURRRGHGHHHHH” he screamed through the man’s hands. But Latonya did not remove the rod, it was still burning his ass, he felt like his whole body was on fire, he wanted to die, he just couldn’t handle the pain.
“Give him his pants” laughed Latonya, still not removing the metallic rod from his ass. The man who wasn’t holding Sebastian’s mouth went over and got his pants, took out the piece of paper and held it in front of Sebastian’s face, teasing him because he knew Sebastian won’t be able to say the words unless the other man removed his hands. “GGGRRRRRR…AGHGHGHGHG” Sebastian tried to scream but only muffled sounds came out.
“Hahahaahhh, you can let go of him Bruce” she told the man holding Sebastian’s mouth. The second he let go, Sebastian screamed out the words written on the piece of paper, “I WILL N-EVER BE ABLE TO H-HANDLE MY MISTRESS”. And with that, Latonya removed the metal rod from his ass and threw it on the floor, she went over to his face and kissed his mouth deeply, “You can go now baby, I’m sorry for all of this, but you’ve been a bad boy, and now I made you good” she said.
Sebastian just looked at her, with tears all over his face, his asshole was sore and felt like it was bleeding from Bruce’s dick, and his ass was not only sore from the whipping, but the burning sensation there was still unbearable.
Latonya went over to his ass and kissed the part where she had burnt him, then ordered the men to untie him.
She then gave Sebastian back his clothes and a small pink bag, “I won the bet, you know what you have to do” she said, pushing the bag which had the pink thong in his hand, “Oh, and thanks for the chocolates” she said while picking that box up too and taking a bite, “it was a nice gesture, you must be such a gentleman”
Sebastian didn’t say a word, he just took his torn clothes and left. “I’ll keep my side of the bet” he thought, looking at the bag. “She might’ve won this time, but it’s not the end of my story with her” he smiled to himself as he drove away.

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Teasing Toward Ecstacy

Derek and Janet had just come back from a party with their friends. Janet had spent the night being shy, sticking close to Derek—ever the reserved lady. She made polite, demure conversation in her little black, not-too-revealing dress, trying not to let her obvious youth show too much. Derek’s friends were impressed. Overall, he was pleased with her performance, and as they left the party, he was thinking that he wanted to let her know that.
They walked into the entrance of Derek’s townhouse, and he took Janet’s shoulders and turned her around, pressing her back up against the door. Derek leaned in close to her, letting his lips touch hers, but not satisfying her with a kiss, while he moved to turn the lock on the door.
Janet rubbed up against Derek slightly, her lips ready for his, begging to be kissed deeply. Derek instead teased her, holding her back against the smooth wooden door. Janet could feel herself getting wet in her red silk panties almost instantly, as his lips lightly brushed against her red glossy lips.
An errant hand ran down Janet’s body, lingering ever-so-briefly on her smooth thigh, just under the hem of her skirt, before pulling away. Janet pouted a little, wanting to feel Derek’s lips, his skin against hers. He smiled as his hand returned and wandered up her thigh. Her legs parted almost instinctively, letting him slip a few fingers in between her silk panties and her skin.
The moment Derek’s fingers touched Janet’s shaved smooth pussy, her lips curled and let out an “ooooh”, as she was becoming very aroused. Janet moved forward, pressing Derek’s fingers closer to her. “Ooooh…” Derek mimicked, “Baby’s wet already…is that for me?” with a playful edge in his voice. Janet nodded, unable to speak.
Derek started to rub a single fingertip very slowly and softly along Janet’s pussy lips, as his other hand had moved down to her hip, holding her still against the door, stopping her from pressing forward into him. Seemingly without warning, Derek pulled his finger away saying softly, “I asked you a question baby…is that for me?,” as he rested his finger, moist with her juices, on her parted lips. Janet nodded and Derek pressed his finger to her mouth to give her a taste of her own arousal. It was almost too much for Janet to stand. The hint of his touch; the denied kisses; the scent of her own juices on her mouth. Janet’s legs felt weak against the door. She wanted Derek already….and badly.
Derek let Janet go and she reached out for him. She could see and feel his cock against her leg through his pants, already hot, hard and throbbing with deep desire. Derek shook his head, “No, no, no….patience baby…patience.” He gently took hold of her wrists and brought her into his place, and led her to his bed.
“Strip for me baby…” Derek said with confidence as he sat down on the bed with Janet displayed in front of him. Slowly, she complied. The straps of her dress fell off her shoulders and the little black dress poured onto the floor in one fluid, seemingly liquid puddle. She stood before him in her red silk panties and nothing else. Derek took a moment to sit back and appraise Janet. She was nearly naked for his viewing pleasure and very aroused, waiting for his command.
Derek could see the wet spot peeking through the crotch of Janet’s panties. He gave an approving murmur. “Mmmm… baby” softly escaped his lips as he looked her up and down, gesturing for her to step closer to him. Janet had goose bumps, being exposed to the cool air in the townhouse. Her nipples were erect and Derek brushed them lightly with the palms of his hands, running from heel to fingertip and back. Again, he teased her lips by pulling her in for a kiss, then giving her just a gentle nibble.
Janet’s eyes closed and she moaned with frustrated desire. Derek smiled coyly as Janet leaned into him, trying to get him to kiss her; touch her harder; longer; to rub her near naked body.
Derek then pulled Janet forward by the hips and put his mouth on the front of her panties, inhaling her scent and rubbing the smooth silk against her quivering pussy lips. Through the moist silk she could feel his hot breath. Janet squirmed, unable to stay still. Derek pulled back, again aborting Janet’s growing moans.
“Take those off,” Derek commanded, pointing to Janet’s panties. She complied without question, bending over completely and touching the ground in front of him as she removed the little piece of red silk. “Mmmm,” Derek uttered as he looked over Janet’s bare and now swollen pussy lips, again approving, but now desiring more.
Janet knelt down without prompting and started to unbutton Derek’s dress shirt. He shook his head saying “no,” and she stopped. Janet’s hand then wandered to the crotch of Derek’s slacks. She I could feel his hardness and the beat of his blood pulsing through his erection. Derek wanted Janet as much as she wanted him.
“No, we’re not doing that tonight baby…” Derek said politely as he stopped Janet from unbuckling his belt as she was preparing to pull out his cock and take it in her mouth. Janet gave a little pout and a whimper. Derek laughed softly but compassionately as he ran a hand from Janet’s breast to her hip. Derek was pleased that Janet was so eager to have him in her mouth, but he had other plans for her.
Derek commanded Janet to show him her pussy. Feeling only slightly foolish, but quickly losing all self-consciousness in the heightened state of arousal, Janet stood up straight, moved over to the bed and lay on her back, exposing herself to him. Derek made a “turn around” motion with his fingers, and like a good girl, Janet obeyed, flipping from her back to all fours. Derek took a moment to appraise her, pussy high up in the air, totally vulnerable, already glistening slightly with the product of her arousal. Janet was waiting for him, wanting; craving; needing his touch. The transformation had become complete. Janet had given herself to Derek in body, mind and spirit.
Janet could feel cool air on her moist pussy, while waiting for his touch. The anticipation of not knowing what was to come, a tongue; lips; fingers or cock stirred Janet into a deep, mindless arousal. She felt his tongue make one long stroke over her pussy and then quickly flick her clit, and she was gone. Janet started bouncing around in time and memory, trying to grind into Derek whenever he touched her. She had become such a “bad girl.”
Janet thought to herself, “You have turned me into a silly, simpering slut with but one thought on my mind: ‘Please, please, please fuck me!’ You work me into such a lathered frenzy of excitement that I’ll do anything—say anything—for you. I’m your little panting slut, begging for release. Normally I’m such a shy, reserved girl, but I just can’t help but be a wanton whore in your arms. I would feel ridiculous doing and saying what you’re make me do and say, but I’m too turned on to care. I have no shame.”
While Janet was still bent over on all fours, spreading for Derek while he licked her with flickering, quick strokes, she rocked back and forth on her hands and knees, pressing into his mouth. Derek’s tongue moved from her clit, up to her labia, and lingered on her pussy. Janet gasped, not expecting the quick flicker of his tongue as he spread her with his fingers.
Janet squirmed up to her knees, and Derek grabbed her hips, holding her from behind. Still kneeing, Janet’s legs spread wide apart. One of Derek’s hands presses Janet’s belly, drawing her into him tightly, making her unable to squirm away—even in the height of pleasure. Derek then runs his fingers lightly along Janet’s pussy lips, now so very slick and wet with her arousal.
Janet can’t move, as Derek is holding her in position. Whispering in her ear, Derek says, “Tell me you like that,” as his fingers sliding up and down over her clit, teasing her pussy mercilessly.
“I love it,” Janet pants breathlessly, willing him to do more.
“Tell me you loved it when I licked you.” Derek says softly. Janet complies quickly, wholly, saying everything he tells her to say. When he tells her to say that, “I loved it when you spread me open” she does so, without question. Derek strokes her into a frenzy of wet, hot anticipation. Janet moans to have him inside her, any part of him; a finger or his cock, so obviously erect at her excitement.
“Do you want me?” Derek asks.
Janet cannot help but want Derek more than anything now. She tells him as much, gasping and wiggling for release. Derek’s hand slides back down her pussy. Her love juices leave a slick trail on his fingers, and she can feel the very tip of his thumb pressing against the entrance to her vagina. She’s so ready for him. Janet wants him so badly she throbs and aches deep within her love tunnel.
Without asking or waiting, Janet presses back onto Derek’s thumb, thrusting his thumb deep inside of her in one stroke. She could not take it anymore. Derek tolerates her impatience by sliding his thumb in deep thrusts into Janet’s hot wet pussy, in steady and slow motions. Derek’s fingers spread and fiddle with Janet’s pussy lips as his thumb works her over. She quivers with anticipated release. It only takes a few of his strokes and she’s at the edge of an orgasm, and Janet feels about to let go within seconds. She whimpers, begging for release, and utters soft moans of a helpless girl in Derek’s arms.
Derek pulls her deeper into him and he thrust his thumb with more ferocity. Pounding away at her pussy, giving her exactly what she wants. Janet bounces along with him, urging his penetration deeper and harder.
Her back arches, and Janet can feel her climax coming on.
“That’s right baby, that’s right…come on baby… come for me baby,” Derek urges in a tender but commanding tone, as he coaxes the orgasm from Janet’s body. Just then, it ripples through her stomach and her pussy contracts on his thumb, still sliding back and forth—in and out. She holds her breath and gasps, shuddering into him. Derek holds Janet upright and steady with his arm just below her full breasts. His other hand is soaked with her juices.
Abruptly, Derek slips his thumb out of Janet as she moans with pleasure, desire and frustration. “I want more,” Janet whimpers. She pouts, putting on her best, innocent but sultry, look. Derek knows this look, as he’s seen it before. Janet wants more.
Derek is indulgent and aroused. Ready to give Janet much more. He moves his hand to Janet’s cheek and turns her to kiss him deeply, passionately. She returns the kind of wet, penetrating kiss one can only have after being thoroughly satisfied. As Derek gently pushes Janet down on her stomach, she lay in anticipation, quivering, not knowing where he’ll touch her next. He finishes undressing, thus displaying his now-very-hard cock.
Janet is still giddy from her orgasmic pleasure, as Derek flips her over on her back. He raises her legs, pinning them almost to her chest. The motion is effortless and persistent. There is no need for delicacy as her joints and muscles are limber, sweaty, hot, relaxed and pliant from pleasure. Janet’s wet and still throbbing pussy is completely exposed to Derek. He gives an experimental rub with length of his cock, stimulating her and making her already-moist pussy even wetter. Janet lets out an involuntary whine and firmly states, “I want you inside of me.”
“My poor baby…you want this?” Derek taunts Janet.
Janet nods vigorously, pouting. With very little hesitation, Derek slips the head of his manhood into her pussy, teasing her once more. “God, you’re tight,” Derek remarks, a bit breathless himself.
Then Janet lets out another whimper and a moan. “Tell me what you’d like,” Derek commands.
“I want your cock,” Janet quickly replies. She’s at the mercy of his passion, wanting him with complete abandon.
“You want my cock?” Derek teases as he inches into Janet’s pussy just a little deeper.
“Yes! Please!” she gasps and pleads, getting frustrated at the pause.
“Okay baby, you can have it.” Derek responds as he inches his stiff pole inside her just a little more, then a little more. Janet is throbbing and swollen from her previous climax so Derek’s cock is a very tight fit. Slowly, ever slowly, he pushes his cock into her, filling her completely as he goes. Janet can’t help but start to tremble with each little push forward. She already knows she’s going to come again, so very soon.
Derek narrates as he slowly pushes forward, “That’s right baby, take it. Take it all…..take it baby…that’s right…take it.” Every time he tells her to “take it”, he pushes a little deeper. He smiles down at Janet as her red glossed lips open in arousal, and her breathing becomes short again. Every time Derek talks to her. Every time he says anything, commanding, encouraging, wonderful, Janet is taken to another level of arousal.
Derek’s repeated command, “Take it” sends Janet over the edge at the very end of his deep thrust. He hasn’t pulled back once yet, and Janet’s pussy is contracting on his cock, climaxing, bathing it in her own fluids. Lubricating it and marinating it, preparing it for harder, faster thrusts. But Derek’s in no hurry. As Janet shudders and trembles in an ecstatic release, he brings her in close, deeply thrusting and moving only slightly to the rhythms of her panting. Derek leans forward and smiles at Janet in a mischievous grin. He strokes her hair very softly saying, “That’s my baby…feel good? You want more?”
“Oh, please…” escapes from Janet’s lips.
“Oh please what?” Derek asked her, taunting her yet again. He wants her to say exactly what she wants.
Janet thinks to herself, “I’m a slut in your arms, I can’t help it.” Then the words flow from her, before she even has a chance to think of how dirty, how completely reckless they are. “I want you to fuck me. Please, please, please fuck me. Hard. Please….” The last “please” is a whine and a whimper with all kinds of begging tones. Janet wants him so badly.
Derek then pulls back, his cock head at the very lips of Janet’s pussy, still wet and tight. “Awww…baby wants to be fucked,” he parodies and mimics her pleading look with a gleam in his eye and a slight smirk.
“Yes!” she says emphatically. There’s no doubt about Janet’s desire. There’s no subtlety now, no averted eyes and shy glances. “Yes, please fuck me.” She pleads again.
“And how would you like me to fuck you?” Derek coaxes her, as he plays with her, his cock moving ever so slightly in and out of the very entrance of her pussy.
“Hard, please.” Janet closes her eyes and whispers, enjoying the sensations rippling through her body, caused by those shallow, small thrusts.
“What was that baby?” Derek tease more, wanting Janet to let go completely again.
“I want you to fuck me hard…now…please….please….” Janet says in a commanding tone as she rocks her hips forward into Derek. He pulls back a bit, not letting her get her way, tormenting her with anticipation.
“Are you ready baby?” Derek mockingly questions as he shifts forward just a bit.
“Yes! Please….!” Janet begs. She’s breathless and barely gets her last plead out of her lips when Derek buries his love pole all the way into her throbbing pussy in one deep thrust. Janet lets out a yelp and a gasp of pleasure and surprise. Her eyes roll back as she thinks, “It feels so damn good.”
Again Derek pulls out and thrusts hard into Janet’s hot pussy, as he bends down this time to kiss her. His lips engulf her and he pins her legs to her chest, thrusting with deep, increasingly quick strokes. Derek continues to kiss her passionately as he pounds his stiff pole harder and harder into her pussy.
Janet can’t speak, she can’t think. Her satisfied moans are muffled in Derek’s mouth. She can feel the heightened sensation of his breath on her lips, his tongue in her mouth, his cock deep inside her pussy. With Janet’s arms around Derek, pulling him into her, wanting him closer and deeper than humanly possible, it’s impossible to tell where one part of Derek ends and a part of Janet begins. His strokes are so smooth, so insistent. Slowly, Janet is being lathered into another level of arousal, climbing to the peak of her climax. She’s dizzy and flustered, moving her hips in time with Derek’s thrust, her moans getting louder in his mouth. She bites his lip and he breaks the kiss to blurt out,”Come on baby…give it to me….come on….come for me…”
Derek senses Janet’s impending release and he starts whispering, right next to her ear, coaxing her toward climax. Janet knows that Derek is close to the edge also. His thrusts have intensified. She feels his cock become even harder, indicating that momentary increase in stiffness before his own orgasm. Derek goes deep…deep into Janet…as deep as he can, and it’s enough to send Janet over the edge.
“Yes baby, that’s it…that’s a good girl…come for me…” Derek encourages Janet, even as his own orgasm begins.
“Oh fuck…fuck…,” Janet calls out, not acting like such the perfect little lady right now. She can feel the increase in her wetness, as she shakes and quivers in complete and perfect ecstasy. She watches Derek’s face in pleasure as he comes inside of her.
“Oh baby…you feel so good…you feel like heaven…,” Derek decrees as his thrusts become smooth and long, relaxed and unhurried. He has not lost any hardness with his climax and he thrusts through the pulses of Janet’s contractions of orgasm, and his own.
Derek rolls Janet to the side. She’s weak and spent—completely satisfied. He takes her face in one hand, and strokes her hair with the other. He’s all gentleness and sleepy smiles as Derek says, “There you go baby…that’s a good girl.”
Janet is left breathless and content. Derek’s cock is still hard as he continues rocking back and forth, very slowly, inside of her. He pulls out momentarily for the short break. They’ve soaked the sheets with their love juices, mingled together, sopping wet…and Janet knows in a few minutes, after touching, stroking, relaxing and making each other laugh just a little, Derek will be inside her again. She can’t wait.

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I Dream of Demie 5 – Clucking Hell

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Secretarial Duties

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Do You Feel Beautiful Now? – Tom Hiddleston Fanfic

“How can anyone, especially you, find all this” — you wave your hand around, gesturing to your naked body lying before Tom on his bed — “attractive?”
“You see fault where I find beauty,” he says gently, running the backs of his fingers down your cheek.
The corner of his mouth turns up. “By the end of this night, you will feel as if you could tempt a saint.”
“Why would I want to do that?” you ask. “I’ve already got you… Haven’t I?”
Tom bends down and places his lips on your collarbone while briefly touching your waist with his hand, brushing the underside of your breast. “Yes, you do.”
“Now,” he says, straightening, and you can tell he’s gone into his dominating self. “Sit up and watch me. I want to look your face as you watch me undress.”
You do as told and sit up, your hands resting on your thighs. When your eyes meet his, it is thoroughly impossible to look away. You find yourself lost in his intense blue stare. Sometimes, when he looks at you like this, you almost believe that he is as enamored by you as you are with him.
Standing right in front of you, he starts to disrobe, his long fingers deftly undoing the buttons on his shirt, and slides it off his shoulders, dropping it to the floor, unwanted.
Breaking away from his eyes, you drag yours to his chest dusted with dark hair, then travel further to his stomach. And while his muscles there aren’t pronounced, your mouth still watered. Shit, he wasn’t even naked yet and you were already wet.
“Take them off,” he says, and you realize he’s referring to his pants. You grit your teeth and try to concentrate on the task, when really all you want to do is crawl under the bed and hide. “Do it,” he orders.
You take a deep breath and quickly undo his belt, then the button, but you have some difficulty sliding the zipper down around his bulge, so he takes control, but then has you slide his pants down. Helping Tom step out of them, you try not to stare at his erection.
Please, please, please don’t ask me to… you think before he says, “These too.” And you bite your lip and close your eyes, trying not to groan.
“Eyes open,” he demands.
You pull his boxers down and his erection pops out, nearly hitting you in the face.
“Do you see this?” he asks. “Would my cock be like this if you weren’t attractive to me?” You decide not to answer.
“Lie back,” Tom says, pushing on your shoulder, and you fall onto your back. You gasp when he drags you toward him by your hips until your ass is on the edge of the bed. You look down at him kneeling before you, between your spread legs.
“Ah,” he sighs, sliding a finger through your slick wetness. “So wet already. I like that. I like that a lot. Remember how it took you ages to orgasm in that restaurant? Remember how I had whispered in your ear that if you couldn’t come by my fingers, then I’d have to craw under the table and finish you with my mouth?” He smirks. “Oh, you had come so hard.”
He gathers your juice on his finger and sticks it in his mouth, closing his eyes and letting out an agonized groan. “Such a shame I didn’t have the chance to eat you. You taste just as good on my fingers now as you did then.”
Tom opens his eyes and holds you open with his fingers. “Put your hands above your head. Don’t move them.”
As you obey the bottom half of his face disappears as he licks your folds from the bottom to the top, stopping and circling your clit with his tongue, and your hips lift slightly, anything to apply more pressure. Then he wraps his arms around your thighs, his mouth and tongue clearly determined to finish what he’d started, lapping at everything he can reach. Which is, frankly, everything. Your hips start to rock and you feel yourself getting wetter, your body writhing, your hands clenching the black Egyptian cotton sheets under your head.
When he starts to hum against you clit is when you lose it. Your muscles clench and your back arches as you ride out your orgasm, your thighs firmly holding Tom’s head between them. High-pitched whimpers slide out from between your lips.
When it’s over, Tom is still lapping at you, drinking all of your juices, but stopping before you begin your ascent again.
“Someday soon,” he says as he crawls up onto the bed to hover over you. “I’m going to do that until you are so spent that all you can do afterwards is smile weakly as I hold you in my arms.”
He leans to the side and wipes his mouth and chin on the sheets, then comes back and places his lips at your ear.
“[Y/N],” he whispers, sounding a bit breathless. “I’m going to take you now. After this, there’s no turning back. You will be mine forever. If I don’t succeed tonight, then I promise that everyday I will strive make you feel beautiful. Because you are. And I need you to know that.”
He readies himself at your entrance. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” you breathe, and he thrusts into you.
“Bite down on my shoulder if it hurts,” he gasps, and you sink your teeth into his shoulder. Then he starts thrusting repeatedly into you until the pain goes away and you don’t need to bite anymore.
“Kiss me, please,” you say, and his lips gladly meet yours, but once it gets difficult to breathe, your lips break apart and you cling to him as he makes love to you. Over. And over.
When he finds his release, his release triggers yours and you come together, his muscles flex and he bares his teeth as he arches his back above you.
He rolls off to the side, taking you with him, tucking you under his arm. You rest your head on his chest as you both attempt to control your breathing.
As he’s idly toying with your breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers, he asks, “Do you feel beautiful yet, [Y/N]?”
You smile weakly, and answer truthfully, “I think I might need a little more convincing… Maybe a lot.”
Tom smiles broadly. “Then let’s have some fun, shall we?”

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Lord Potter

I do not own these characters, nor the setting, all rights belong to J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros. to use as they see fit. I am merely borrowing them in order to write my version of harry’s future steps. author’s note: most of my story will stay consistent with the books except that none of Harry’s friends who died in the books died in the story, instead Fred merely lost the opposite ear to George, Lupin dodged the killing curse that Dolohov fired and returned one in kind, whilst Tonks did not sacrifince herself in grief for losing Lupin however she has realised she does not love him and they have split and when it became apparent their child was a werewolf, Lupin took him from her and decided to train the boy and make him safe. Also I have intentionally ignored anything suggested in the epilogue to The Deathly Hallows, Ron and Hermione never got together, instead he stayed with Lavender Brown and Hermoine became silently infatuated with Harry

The Watcher

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My Cock hungry Sister-In-Law

She is 5’8″ tall with long sandy blonde hair. She has a beautiful slender body because she works out all of the time. She couldn’t weigh more than 135 pounds and it was her firm, toned body that always caught my eye everytime I saw here. I am referring to my sister-in-law, Laura. She often wears a tight pair of jeans with a tight t-shirt to match. She has very perky tits which are probably a full b cup,not too big and not too small. I like to call them “bite size.” Working our way down from her tits she has a flat stomache which is very firm I’m sure. She usually wears shirts that are just a little short so when she bends down or stretches upward you would get a good look at her bellybutton. She has a great ass, the kind you just want to grab every time you walk by her and that ass tops off some of the finest legs you will ever see. Besides her jeans she often wears a skirt to show off her firm, silky smooth, sexy legs.
Yes, this is what I have to look at every time I went over my in-laws house for dinner or whatever the occassion was. I have checked her body out so many times there is no way she has never noticed my eyes seducing her. Oh what I would give to lick her entire body and penetrate her pussy with my tounge. If only I had the opportunity, I would nail her body to the wall with my hard cock and make her scream with pure pleasure as she orgasm’ and shook with ecstasy.
Well, Laura would often babysit our two kids for us while my wife and I went to work. Being as good looking as she was I was often supprised that she hardly ever had a boyfriend. I even questioned in my mind whether or not she was still a virgin. She was my age but just a few months younger and to my knowledge she has had two real boyfriends with both she broke up with. Well, one day while Laura was watching our kids I came home from work to relieve her so she could go home. My wife wouldn’t get off work till much later that night. When I walked in the door to my house everything was quiet. Both the kids were taking a nap and Laura was sitting on the couch watching TV. As I was putting my stuff away from work I couldn’t resist checking her out of course. She had one of her short skirts on, hardly covering her bare smooth legs, that were accented by a pair of sexy open-toe heels. She also had on a silky,white button up blouse that was a little tight which made her blouse gape open between on of the buttons exposing some cleavage.
Busted! “Shit” I said to myself as I saw her catch me staring at her body. I smiled nervously and asked her if she had a date or something because I had never seen her dressed up like this to babysit. She said she was going out with some of her girlfriends later on and she wanted to know if she could stay at my house until it was time for her to leave. I said “sure” and smiled at her as she smiled back crossing her legs, and before my eyes I saw up her skirt all the way to her crotch. Her pussy was covered by a thin pair of white cotton panties. She smiled at me again as she saw me looking up her skirt. I sat down on the couch next to her but not too close. She broke the silence and said to me ” I see you checking me out all of the time you know.” I nervously said ” Uh, what, I mean you do?” She said “Yes and I just wanted to let you know that I dont mind it. In fact I like it very much.” I couldnt believe what I was hearing. ” I have always thought that you have a sexy body” I replied with eager. Just then she turned to face me on the couch, lifting her legs up to expose her crotch, from where through her white cotton panties I could see the dark outline of her pussy covered with pubic hair. ” I bet you have always wanted to fuck me haven’t you?” She said as she started to rub my crotch with her feet. At this moment I was pretty sure I knew the answer as to whether or not she was a virgin. I said ” I have, but was too afraid to take the risk in my wife finding out that I fucked her sister.” Well, I want you to do whatever you want to me right now while we are alone and I promise it will be our little secret” she said as she continued to rub my ever so growing dick through my pants. With one hand I began at her foot and started to rub her legs slowly and softly. Oh how smooth and silky they were as I headed closer and closer to her pussy, I became harder and harder. My hand lightly touched the front of her panties which were already very wet with her juice. I did the same thing with her other leg and when I was done I started to unbutton her blouse kissing her lips soflty. Her lips were soft with the taste of strawberry lip gloss on them and she had a sexy perfume on which turned me on even more as I made my way down to her tits kissing her neck. She shuttered and said ” I like that a lot.” I took her blouse off to expose her super perky tits which were covered by a white lacy bra. While I reached around to unsnap it she took off my shirt and unzipped my pants. Her bra came popping off of her supple breast exposing her nipples which were nice and hard. I stood up and took my pants and boxers off and sat back down and began to caress her tits and suck on her rock hard nipples while she began to stroke my enlarged cock. She kept moaning softly as I sucked her nipples and began to run a finger up her skirt, in and out of her panties. I stopped for a second to pull her skirt off and then her soaked panties. I stared for a moment at her beautiful pussy which was wet to the touch of my fingers and swelled with anticipation. Again I started at her feet kissing them softly working my way up to her pussy. Her legs were so soft and moist with the smell of lotion and as I got closer and closer to her moist vagina she moaned and said ” eat my pussy, Oh please eat my pussy.” At last I had reached her crotch and I let my tounge explore every inch of it not going directly for the sweet spot but every where around it to get her ready. I love eating pussy. Finally, when she couldnt take it anymore, I let my tounge swirl around her bulging clit, down in between her wet lips, and then back to her clit again. This made her whole body move and shake with excitement. ” Right there, Oooh Yah, Right there,Dont you fucking stop” she said as her hips shook violently as I sucked and licked her marble sized clit. After a few more seconds, her hips shook and her pussy spit cum all over my face and drenched the couch. She was out of breath just lying there saying ” That was so good. I dont think I had ever cum that much before.” ” Now its my turn” she said positioning herself over my crotch as she began to lick my cock which was now super hard and leaking with precum. She sucked and stroked me over and over while I reached around and played with her pussy a little more. This made her suck even harder. ” Im cumming, Im cumming” I yelled expecting her to move out of the way but she didn’t. She kept going until I shot warm cum into her mouth. She kept sucking until it was all out. I knew It was a full load because it had been at least a week since I had sex. She swallowed most of my cum with a moan and wiped the rest off of her lips with a towel.
I started rubbing her body again and she straddled my legs stroking my cock to get it hard again. I concentrated on her beautiful perky titties and loved sucking on her nipples and twisting them which sent a moan out of her mouth. Sure enough, within no time, my dick was hard again and she took it and slid it slowly into her wet pussy. Her pussy was so freaking tight and warm, I let out a moan and she said ” You like being inside my tight little pussy dont you?” ” Oh yah, you feel so fucking good” I muttered as she was ramming my cock in and out of her vagina. Her lips engulfed my dick tightly with every thrust. ” You are such a bad girl ” I told her as I watched her tits bounce with every thrust to her pussy. I lifted her up and pushed her on her back lying on the couch and as I went to put my throbbing dick into her she wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me in really hard making my dick slide violently all the way into her. “Fuck me hard” she yelled as I kept ramming her over and over. She kept pulling me tighter to her body while she moaned and yelled as I grinded my rock hard cock into her vagina sending shrills through her body. “Keep going!” She yelled. I was doing the best I could, since her pussy was so tight, it was hard not to blow my load too early. I kept pumping and grinding and I could tell she was about to orgasm. Her vagina tensed up squeezing my dick while I was shooting cum filling her pussy up until her juice mixed with my cum was leaking out of her, down her legs.
I pulled out of her and we cleaned up and put our clothes back on. ” That was so great” she said and I replied with ” We need to do this again sometime.” We both agreed and usually about twice a month we get together somehow and have tantalizing sex.
What a sweet piece of ass!

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I Dream of Demie 6 – A Midsummer Night’s Scream

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