Subject: My Fantasies About Kelly
Story Codes: MF
Author: Drew Tenner <address withheld by request>
Posted By: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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This is a compilation of stories sent to me by a reader of my old web
site.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Friday
Chapter 2 - Saturday
Chapter 3 - Kelly at School
Chapter 4 - Fucking Kelly
Chapter 1 - Friday
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I arrive at the door to your hotel room and knock 4 times, just as
planned. The door opens slightly. I count to 5 and then walk in. I
leave the door open behind me for a moment, just long enough for your
excitement at being shown off to build. For standing 7 steps back from
door, is your naked form. Legs spread, shoulder length. Hands clasped
behind your back, chest thrust out. Chin up slightly, blindfold hiding
your eyes. Cunt, shaved less than 30 minutes ago, wet and dripping, from
the light buzz of the vibrator you've been holding to your lips for the
last 15 minutes to make yourself ready...
I close the door as voices grow loud. You'll never know if they saw your
sexy as or not. But with the door shut, it’s time to play ;-p
You heard the sound of my zipper. Then you feel a hand on your left
side, sliding behind your back, reaching your right side and pulling you
tight! Your wet cunt pulled tight to my cock, open zipper pressing
softly into your delicate flesh.
My other hand grasps the back of your head, my fingers sliding through
your hair. My arm tightens around your waist, picking you up on the
ground ever so slightly. With a slight push with my upper body and a
pull with my arm I take you to the ground and thrust! You are now mine.
Nothing will prevent me from finishing inside of you. Pulling you tight,
squeezing your naked breasts into my body. Pushing my thighs out ever so
slightly. Forcing your legs splayed wide.
In, out, in, out, harder and harder. I'm trying to make you gasp with
every thrust, still held tight, I don't know if it’s because I want to
possess you, or if it’s because I'm afraid to let you go. No words are
spoken, there is nothing to say... yet. Quicker than I would like
however I release your head and wrap both arms around your body. I pull
you tight and release myself inside of you. For this one brief moment,
claiming you as mine.
After a few minutes, I remove your blindfold and kiss you deeply.
"You're amazing", I say after the kiss is broken.
Shortly though, it’s time for phase two. This is a weekend I've been
waiting for and I know I'm rushing into, but that's what Saturday and
Sunday are for. Savoring this hot little fantasy of mine pinned beneath
me, cunt slightly red and inflamed, with a small white trail as the only
proof I had recently claimed you.
Climbing off, I look down at you, legs still splaying wide, chest only
slightly moving as you've got your breath... but enough for your breasts
to still rise and fall in a captivating fashion. The sight is quite
titillating and my cock is already back to half-mast. "Up" I say, holding
my hands down for you to grab. You reach up and grab them. I pull.
But instead of pulling you up, I pull you forward. You probably knew
what was coming next, but that doesn't matter to me. Lust is making the
decisions now. And lust is telling me to enjoy the pleasures your mouth
offers. You kneel there, looking at my half-hard cock with your
beautiful brown eyes. You start to reach for it, we both know what's
coming next and you're nearly as hot and bothered as I am... Well maybe
more. I know I've gotten off, but in my lust-haze I admit, I don't know
about you.
It is not to be as you had attempted to pursue. My hands intercept
yours, tantalizing inches from my dick. "No hands, place them behind
your back". It is something you know some guys enjoy, and guessed as
much about me already given how I had required you to blindfold yourself
and then had taken you with nary a word. So you place you hands behind
your back, arching your back. Thrusting your breasts out, and making it
easier for your hands to reach your cunt.
I grab both sides of your head. "I'm sorry Kelly", I say as I look down
at you, gorgeous in your submission. "All I can say is the condition
won't last long." "Conditio..." you try to ask, but you are cut off as
my half-hard, semen and nectar covered dick impacts your left cheek.
Over your eyes and the brow of your forehead, I drag my cock. For 30
seconds or so I smear my dick over your face. Painting your, marking
you, as mine, for at least as long as it remains.
I pull back slightly. "Kelly," I say, "I know you'll make me make it up
to you tomorrow". You sigh softly and open your mouth, you know the
face-fucking is coming. You're already thinking of what I'll have to do
to play you back.
Grabbing the sides of your head, I pull you tightly against my crotch.
You have no choice to inhale the musk of cock, semen, and cunt juice that
is missed inside my coarse pubic hear. The smell of sex. A wonderful
aphrodisiac for you. You begin to lose sense of time, as you take my
thrusts easily and intoxicate yourself of the musk of sex.
Your revere is interrupted after a time, as I pulled your head in tighter
than before. You start slightly as you realize you had lost yourself in
the scent to the point that you didn't even notice the signs of my
approaching protein spray. You feel blast after blast at the back of
your mouth and front of your throat. You briefly bemoan not being able
to taste it.
However once spent, I sit back on the bed and then lay back, softly
mumbling "Oh shit, that was a great job!" I start to rub your head
softly, my hands feeling through your hair as you attack my cock, wanting
to extract a taste of meal you were just fed.
"Kelly", I say softly, sitting up as you still work on my deflated cock
with your mouth. "Kelly", you pause, with a mouthful of cock, "Come on
beautiful"...
You pause, looking up at me, mouth still full of dick. "Come on", I
repeat, grabbing a nipple in each hand and dragging them, and you,
upward. You gasp slightly as I don't release them, but instead point you
toward the hotel door. "He can't seriously be thinking of sending me out
like this, can he?" you think. The thought does make you hot though,
thinking of what people would see. A 20-something whore, obviously fresh
from a trick, cum sliding down her legs, her face glistening with fresh
sex juices. Small smile creeps across your face. "It would be quite the
sight" you think.
It's not to be though as your revere is broken by a sharp SMACK. I
admire the wondrous sight of your ass bouncing around for the second time
in a second. The first from that wonderful spanking/groping of your ass
and the second time as you landed from the start.
"Go get a shower ready, but don't get in, and don't clean up" I tell you.
Realizing the play date is simply moving locations, you sway your hips
enticingly as you disappear into the bathroom. A moment later I heard
the water start.
I strip and join you in the bathroom. This time I'm in for the shock.
You've reassumed the pose I had you wait for me in as I entered your
hotel room. Legs spread slightly, now glistening with a sheen on the
inside of your thighs. Your cunt much more excited, flushed red as your
body tries to prepare your sex for its next round by rushing blood to the
area. Your breasts thrust out. Your juice covered face staring at the
ceiling just above my head.
"Do you like" you ask in a small, slightly trembling voice. "Yes" is all
I'm able to gasp. "I thought you would" you say softly. "Tell me what
you want". I don't understand what you are asking. Yet. For now I
simply say, "into the shower, I want your face under the water, make sure
your face is clean." You comply.
I just stand there, enjoying the sight. Water bouncing off your face,
hair, lips, shoulders, and the top of your breasts. Like a beautiful
native standing in a waterfall. "Open your mouth" I say. You do, now I
watch as it quickly fills with warm water, then overflows. Cascading
down your chin and falling, crashing, against the hollow between your
breasts.
"Wash your hair now" I tell you. You turn around so the water is now
bouncing off the back of your neck. You reach down for the shampoo,
letting the last of the water in your mouth gush out. I enjoy the next 5
minutes, watching your body as you wash your hair. The swaying of your
hips, the jiggling of your breasts, and the crashes of water as you pull
your hands through your hair.
As you are finishing I slid in , in front of you. I reach around cusp
one cheek in each hand, lifting you up. Stepping in slightly I position
your eager cunt over my spear. I slowly let you down, letting your own
weight cause your violation as my cock once again claims you as mine.
"Harder" you beg as I beginning slow, steady, strokes. I continue a
little faster. "Harder" you half cry, half scream, half beg. With much
more force I pull you off my cock and then pull you down onto it again.
Quicker, harder, faster. It still isn't enough for you. "PLEASE!" you
wail.
Not knowing what to do I turn 90 degrees, press your ass against the wall
and then proceed to try to nail your body to the wall with my cock.
"YES!" you cry and I try to crush you between my cock on and the wall.
"Yes, yes, oh god. Fuck yes!" You're really panting now. As hard and as
fast as I can, I nail you to the wall. Repeatedly pulling you down on my
cock as I slam your ass against the wall.
You feel my cock swell inside of you. "Here I come!" I groan. Pulling
you down as hard as I can, thrusting and forcefully as I can, I release
several blasts deep inside of you. It's the last block holding your own
orgasm up. Clamping your legs around me you entire body convulses as
your cunt tries to crush my cock. Waves of blissful agony wash across my
face as for a brief moment your vice confuses me as to whether this is
heaven or hell.
Too quickly for both of us though, the moment passes, and like athletes
just finished in an event, there is a total body release.
"Damn, that was fucking incredible. You are as amazing as you give
yourself credit for." I tell you as I lean into you, pressed into the
wall. "Especially once you realized I'm yours to fuck, however you want"
you say, emphasizing the "however".
Finally I catch on to what you had done by posing and like a slave at
auction and asking what I wanted. "You enjoy being taken roughly, to
become a pet for cock." You answer by sliding down my body until you are
kneeling in front of me again, my softened cock frenching with your
tongue again.
"Wha..." you begin as I pull you to a standing position. "Shut up bitch"
I tell you. Your eyes go wide. I don't think you were expecting this.
"I've always wanted a pet" I say, looking straight into yours. "But
before I start playing with my pet, I need to make sure my pet is
willing."
"Kelly," I begin. "Do you understand that if I stay, I will use you as a
sexual slave. A creature, a cunt, a bitch for me to enjoy. A fucktoy to
pleasure my cock. Are you willing to be my fucktoy? Think carefully. I
know some of your limits, and I will respect them to the greatest extent
my lust allows. Do you give control of your body over to me to use as I
wish, freely and without reservation"?
"You know my limits" you say softly. "Yes" I reply. "Then yes, I'm your
sex slave, your bitch, your cunt, your whore" you say now ith the firm
resolve of one surrendering herself.
No sooner had you given your answer than I wrapped my arms around,
pulling you tight and kissing you deep. I break the kiss and spin you
around. My left hand slides up, grasping your right breasts, kneading
it, neither gently nor roughly. My right hand slides down, middle finger
violating your cunt, rubbing around in circles.
"Whore" I whisper in your ear, tweaking your right nipple.
"Bitch" I growl next, sliding my left hand to your left ass check and
kneading your ass.
"Cumslut" I say as I pull my left hand back and proceed to spank your
ass. Firm slaps.
"Fucktoy" I tell you as I slide a second finger into your wet fuckhole.
"Cocksucker" I growl again at you, as I slide my left hand from your ass
to your hair.
"Fuckslut" I bark into your ear as I pull your hair back and push you
into the wall, pinning you between my body and the slightly textured
hotel bathroom wall.
"You are mine to use as I wish" I tell you, "But there is one thing I
won't do, and that is rape you. If at any time I go too far, just say
'Yellow'. I want you, I want to use you. I will not ask permission. I
will only take you. 'No' is meaningless… well not meaningless, say 'no'
as much as you want, I enjoy the sound of a whore begging. Remember
though 'Yellow'. 'Yellow' is your safety net, your lifeline, your power
between us. Everything else." I pause, pulling both fingers out of your
pussy. "Is mine" I tell you as I return those two fingers and one more
into your cunt.
I slide my hand from your hair back down to your waist, my other hand
leaving your cunt only to rub your clit before sliding all three fingers
back into your cunt. Gripping you around the waist, I turn you into the
still running hot shower. "Turn off the water" I order you.
Leaning forward, your hair cascading down around your face, the effort
made slightly more difficult by the fingers in your cunt, you turn off
the water. Your next surprise is your feet are now off the floor as I've
picked you up.
I walk back into the bedroom, both of our bodies dripping the entire way,
yours even more than mine as I continue to attack your cunt with my
fingers. I've been careful though, not to let you orgasm. I want you
hot and bothered to your limit.
Pulling back the covers, I slide our bodies in. I can hear your
breathing start to quicken; your body is beginning to tense up.
I stop.
"Wha..." you gasp, not able to even complete this simple word in your
lust-mad haze. "Plea" you plead.
"No". I tell you then grab your hands as they dart down to finish what
mine started. You let out a plaintive wail and a sob. Pleasure so close
and so cruelly denied. "Please" you are able to get out, hopping that a
beautiful woman begging will soften my resolve.
"Kelly, you must remember, you're mine now. For my pleasure. And right
now I do not want you to orgasm." Your hands beat the pillows in
frustration, your hips gyrate, trying to find some friction to finish the
job. There is no relief however.
Instead you are trapped by your own promise, having surrendered yourself
you are no longer in control of every orgasm now. With a hint of defeat,
you sigh and allow me to pull your closer to me. Any closer and we
wouldn't be spooning, we would be one.
"Kelly" I whisper. You don't respond, your silence being your only way
to lash back at me for denying you your orgasm. "Kelly" I repeat, "I
told you I didn't want you to cum then. I wanted to make you wait until
your body was pressed up tight against mine, I want to feel your body,
from your toes to your hair, as your explode in pleasure." "Get yourself
off bitch, rub your fucking clit, show me what a dirty fucking whore you
are!"
It takes you mind a split second to understand what is happening, but not
longer. Your hands race each other to your clit, rubbing quickly, with a
single minded determination to achieve the pleasure earlier denied.
And I sit back, enjoying the movements of your body as it finds the
relief it needs. I feel your toes curling around mine ever so slightly.
Your hips bucking your ass harder into my crotch. Your stomach extending
away from me as your shoulders are driven back into my chest in your
body's arch of climax. Your hair enveloping my face as you head goes
backward until we are ear to ear.
And your air escaping through your mouth as your orgasm strikes your
voice down. Plaintive gasps are the only sound you make as your body
quakes in pleasure.
And throughout it all, wrapped around you, I feel my slave's pleasure.
After a few minutes, as your heart rate and breathing return to normal, I
turn your head back to me. "You have done well cunt. And I am happily
drained." A small, tired, but satisfied smile crosses your face.
"Tomorrow, I shall enjoy your gorgeous body in even more ways."
I release your head and it falls back to the pillow.
"Goodnight my wonderful fucktoy".
"Goodnight master".
Chapter 2 - Saturday
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You dream. You dream of hands roaming your body. Teasing, pulling,
soothing. Hands kneading your ass. Hands rubbing your cunt lips. Hands
softly tracing lines up your calves and thighs to your cunt, ass, and
abs. Hands running down your shoulders, forearms, and wrists before ever
so lightly escaping off your hands. Hands rubbing your breasts, circling
your areolas, circling your nipples. Hands tracing the contours of your
neck, running through your hair. Hands. Hands. Hands. You dream of
hands.
A cold breeze wakes you with a start. Looking down you realize 3 things.
You're naked. The blankets must be on the floor because there aren't any
on the bed. And you're nipples are COLD!
"I do like how turning up the AC can really perk up a slut's tits," I
say. A soft smile descends on your face. Your hands start to go toward
your tits to warm them up. "STOP!" I bark at you, freezing your hands
halfway to their target. "If I had wanted your tit's warmed up, I would
be rubbing them myself". Lowering your hands (though regretfully) to
your sides, you smile that mischievous, playful smirk of yours and ask in
your best little girl tone, "Master, will you warm my breasts up please?"
"No". You blink. That certainly wasn't the answer you expected. You
didn't think I would turn down an invitation to play with your breasts.
"Crawl to me, slowly." I tell you.
I watch, my already hard dick hardening even more as you sensuously roll
on to your stomach and then crawl, face-first, off the bed. You
beautiful ass high up in the air, your tits nearly rubbing the carpet,
you slide from the bed to the floor.
Once you are on the floor I examine the treat I am bestowed. You
beautiful face, framed by your hair. Your breasts swaying softly as you
slowly crawl towards me. Your rump swaying from side to side ever so
slightly, ever so enticingly.
I sit back and enjoy the sight of my gorgeous bitch crawling towards me.
"Stop" I tell you as you have nearly reached me. "You have done well
cunt. And now it is time for your reward. On your knees." You push off
with your hands so you are now only a few feet away from me, kneeling,
breasts swaying from the change in position.
I stand up, allowing the robe I'm wearing to spread open, presenting my
cock. You start to scurry forward on your knees to swallow your reward.
"Stop" I tell you again. The pattern already becoming frustrating
familiar to you. Stopping you, making you wait, just a little bit longer
for the fun. Each time it happens you are torn between the sexual
frustration and sexual excitement of having another control your
pleasure. It seems that each time you are torn between crying in
frustration or dripping in anticipation. Or both. For the first time
you chastise yourself for agreeing to give someone else control. Not out
of fear, but out of the frustration of not being able to ignore my
commands and suck the cock that is only a foot from you.
"Lick my balls" I order.
You finish scurrying forward, tongue out. Rather than lick them though,
you open your mouth and take them both in. Then you start to play with
them, rolling them around in your mouth with your tongue. "Dirty whore"
I laugh down to you. "You are a dirty bitch, willing to do anything,
aren't you?"
"Now my dick slut."
Releasing my balls from your mouth you start at the base of my cock and
slide your tongue up, slowly, to my head. Around and around your tongue
circles my head before you start licking along the top of my cock,
heading back to my crotch.
It's too much for my morning hard-on. I run my hands through your hair
and then grasp your head, pulling it back. "Open up cocksucker!" I
command you. Looking down I spot your hands rubbing your clit. I can't
have that. "Grab my hands with yours bitch!" With a slight moan of
frustration your hands quickly rest on top of mine.
I guide my cock towards you. Taking my time, a good 30 seconds, to travel
the few inches between where my cock was and my head entering your mouth.
It was 30 seconds I needed or I would have covered your face. And that's
not what I want right now.
"Ready cocksucker?" I ask. "Yeah" you say, mouth open wide, careful to
avoid the sacrilege of your teeth rubbing against my cock. "Then get
ready for a face-fuck whore." I tell you as I pull on your head, trying
to force your nose into my crotch. You barely have time to relax before
my cock enters your throat. There is no need to show me your skill right
now.
Early in the morning, it is a primal urge, to use a bitch for sexual
pleasure. In and out, entering your throat and pulling your nose away
from my crotch. You're pulled toward the intoxicating musk surrounding
my dick, inhaling deeply, and then cruelly both your nose and throat are
emptied. Both scent and flesh pulled away and you can't stop it. Then
the rush of pleasure as the flesh returns, followed quickly by the strong
scent.
Watching you crawl over nearly took me to the edge, and now your willing
acceptance of your master's face-fuck has taken me the rest of the way.
Grabbing your head with more intensity I pull you as hard as I can toward
my crotch. Trying to press your nose right through my body. Knowing
what it means you are pushing forward as much as you can as well, trying
to take my cock as deep as you can.
Then it comes, two quick, heavy blasts deep in your throat, feeding you
directly. I pull back slightly with my hips and then fuck your face
again as my third blast erupts in your throat. I pull back, weak kneed
as my forth shot blacks your throat, just beyond the entrance.
I sit back in the chair, your head following, not breaking the seal in
the slightest. And you're reward, the last spurt, weak as it is,
dribbles out onto your tongue, allowing you to taste your owner. "Milk
me bitch" I say, pulling my hands from your head. Both your hands fly to
my crotch, one to my scrotum and one to my cock, trying to milk every
last drop, working hard for everything that drips on to your tongue.
I grab your hands and place them behind your head, allowing you to only
bob slightly or run your tongue around on my softening cock. Tilting
your head slightly, I look into your eyes.
"Your tits aren't cold anymore, are they?" I ask you. Surprised by the
question, you eyes go wide, then your mouth opens in a smile.
"You need to cum, don't you?" Your answer is plain in your eyes and in
the frustrated sounds escaping from your mouth. Not to mention your
hands leaving your head ever so slightly, the first step on a path to
your cunt, before you are able to regain control and keep them affixed to
your head.
"Well you certainly have earned it..." I say, adding a little more fire
to your already overheated loins.
“UP!” I say. You quickly rise. Even so it’s obvious to you that I’m
impatient. No sooner had you finished standing, with your breasts still
jiggling, I spin you so you are face the table in the room and bend you
over it. “Yes! Please fuck me!” you beg.
“Quiet cunt!” I respond, with a sharp smack on your defenseless right
cheek to drive home the point. “A sex slave speaks only when spoken to!”
I growl. Your whimper is half of submission and half of enticement.
Your ass stings a little, but you want a cock in you bad leaving you
helpless to try to goad me into fucking you.
I catch the playful tone, just as you do. “Kelly, you have not learned
your lesson” I respond softly.
This draws a real whimper as you know I’m doing something before fucking
you. Smack! A light smack on your left ass check. Not painful, but you
know your ass is rippling with the impact. “Count bitch!” I order.
“One” you blurt! “No, that won’t do at all. You need to remember ‘Sir’
at the end”. Smack! “One sir!” Smack “Two sir!” Smack! This one is
harder, though still not painful. “Three sir!” you respond after only a
momentary delay. “Smack, Smack, Smack!” “Four sir! Five sir! Six sir!”
The next sound is one of shocked gasping. You enjoy letting men feel
like they are taking you and having to crawl right out of bed, naked and
cold, to a morning face fuck followed by a spanking leaves no doubt that
I’m taking you. Your pussy knows the same as its leaking is what had
caught my attention.
Deciding to forgo watching your ass ripple with every slap, I’ve instead
decided to entertain myself by forcing (though your cunt only resisted
momentarily) two fingers into your dripping snatch. Your focus has been
pulled from your warm ass to your cunt as my fingers thrust and withdraw,
rapidly violating your cunt.
I lose myself in the feeling of your cunt squeezing my fingers as I
withdraw them, trying to keep them inside only to relax as the next down
stroke returns the invading digits to your depths. I don’t know how long
I continue with this. Thrusting my fingers in and out. No sound except
your excited pant and my breathing.
I’m broken out of my revelry by your hips starting to move. Your gasps
are becoming more insistent. Realizing your orgasm is quickly
approaching I pull my fingers out of you entirely, my fingers and most of
my hand coated with your juice, and… SMACK! I lay a open fingered spank
right on your ass. “No orgasming yet cunt!” I say as your shocked mind
tries to figure out what happened. Though loud, the spank didn’t hurt
much at all, as I had intended. I wanted to shock you out of your
imminent orgasm, not hurt you.
Instead you body is nearly convulsing in frustration as I’ve denied your
orgasm yet again. “Kelly, by sexy little fuck slave,” I say gently as I
lightly spank both your ass cheeks in quick, ongoing slaps, “I’m not
trying to be cruel, but I want you to remember each orgasm. Quality over
quantity.”
I’m not sure if you believe me or not, but that is irrelevant. Maybe by
the end of the weekend you will believe me.
I reach down and grab your hips. Your entire body is warmer than normal.
Your nostrils are still flaring from being so close; your skin has the
healthy rosy look of a slut in the midst of an orgasm. Your breasts,
handing below you are swaying beautifully as your body heaves with each
rapid breath.
My detour is over; it is time to return to my original plan after
finishing with your face. Wrapping my arm around you I pull you up and
carry you toward the bed. As near I swing my arm, and you, back before
swinging forward and twisting you slightly. As I let go your tossed body
turns slightly, landing on your back on the bed. Before you can recover
I grab both your ankles and pull your crotch right to the edge of the
bed.
“Time for a sweet morning treat” I beam down at you. You’re still locked
right at the edge of an orgasm. I’m not sure you’re really following any
of this until you feel my teeth pressing into your skin right about your
clit and the base of your slit.
Your eyes pop open, you start to sit up. That’s when you feel it. A
humid warmth all around your pussy. Pressing in with some urgency,
looking for a way for the winds to enter your depths. In your heightened
state, this is all you need. Your head slams back, your hips arch up,
and your cunt squeezes tight.
I’m surprised by your squirting, I wasn’t ready for it. It only lasts a
second though as I lock my lips around yours and suck as your continue to
squirt your cream into my waiting mouth. Hip buck, hip buck, arch, arch,
soft hip buck. And you’re main orgasm is done. There are still small
aftershocks exploding all over your crotch, but your body is already
getting ready to return back to its rest state.
I, however, have different plans. As your body starts to relax I respond
by forcing my tongue into your, adding it to the list of my body parts
that had claimed your pussy for its own devices. As deep and forcefully
as I can, I penetrate your slit with my tongue. Your body, which had
begun to relax, tightens back up.
Sensing this I switching from penetrating you to trying to french your
clit. Insistently and firmly I bathe your clit with my soft, rough
tongue. Circling, licking, pressing, drowning in hot, humid breath, I
sweetly torment your clit. You reach with your hands, grabbing my head,
trying to force my face deeper, firmer into your crotch.
I’ve been waiting for this. I quickly pull your hands to your side, my
wet assault on your clit never stopping, and then cross them behind your
back, holding them in place with mine.
This feeling of submission, even though you are the one receiving
pleasure, coupled with the heat still in your body and the rough,
exciting treatment your clit is being subjected to, is too much. Your
first orgasm was just a warm up. This is the main event. There are no
hip bucks this time. Your back arches and stays that way. The pleasure
streaming through your body forcing it as rigid as if you had been
shocked. Which in a way you are, shocked with pleasure.
You are gushing, splash after splash breaking against my chin and neck,
most splattering all over the sheets. Some though is dripping down my
chest. I ride your clit as long as your orgasm lasts. Which is not long
enough for you.
The end is abrupt. One moment your body is arched and as taunt as one of
your 2 size too small tube tops when stretched over your breasts, and the
next you are completely limp. Drained of any hint of energy.
Your body’s performance has brought me back to attention, despite the
full draining you tried to accomplish during the earlier facefuck. And
that deep release is the only reason I haven’t already erupted a second
time.
Slipping a shoulder under each of your ankles, I let go of your hands and
proceed to fold you in half, your knees next to your head. In the same
motion I’ve guided my cock into your hot, sloppy, and yet still tight and
unstretched cunt. Despite all your juices your cunt resists for a moment
before surrendering your body to me.
I allow myself to quickly sink myself to the hilt, my sword sheathed
completely in your firm embrace. As my coarse pubic hair rubs against
your bare, excited cunt lips, a series of small orgasmic quakes erupt.
Not big, nor strong, you’re simply too worn out for that, but pleasurable
none the less. Closing your eyes you focus on that.
The small pleasure eruptions every time I slam myself back into you,
coarse hair molesting your lips. My heavy breathing in your ear, growing
more rapid with every thrust. The slight pressure against your breasts
as I lean into your body, keeping your knees by your head. The cool
breezing tormenting your body in its exposed location. You lose yourself
in these feelings and sounds and pleasure until you hear more guttural
grunts in your ear.
It can only mean one thing, and despite the pleasure overload you’ve
already received, your body revs up for its internal sperm bath. There’s
only a slight arch in your back, but a hard squeeze of your cunt around
my cock as I empty myself into you.
That does it though. As your orgasm fades, so you do. Into a blissful
nap. Exhausted, but put to bed the way you enjoy. Hot and wet.
I stay in you for a few minutes longer, relishing the afterglow, even
after you have fallen asleep. Eventually, reluctantly, I withdraw from
you wonderful cunt and slide in next to you. I wrap my leg around yours,
pull the comforter that I had early tossed aside over us, slide my arm
across your breasts until I’m reaching under your other arm, and place my
nose on top of your head. Then I pull you just a little bit tighter and
join you in our mid-morning nap.
Chapter 3 - Kelly at School
===========================
“Oh. Hi Drew,” you say as you look back upon hearing your classroom door
open. “Good afternoon Miss Wells” I reply, slowly closing the door
behind myself.
“If you can hold on just a minute I’ll be with you as soon as I finish
sorting these papers,” you say as you turn back to the task you working
on when I entered.
“Wwa na haal” you exclaim my hand covers your mouth, my other hand
grasping your right hand, pulling it against your soft waist. I’ve
stepped forward, pushing you forward slightly, allowing my legs to wrap
around the outside of yours. Your struggle doesn’t last long, as I
squeeze your waist tight. The only part of you able to move freely is
your left hand, which is clawing at the hand covering your mouth. I’m
not much taller than you, only four inches, but I’m much bigger and that
size, along squeezing you close to me makes it seem like I am much, much
bigger than you.
“Oh come on, you’re telling me you don’t enjoy this slut?” “Wwaaan?!?!”.
“Mr. Eisenburg told me all about your slutty ass.” You straighten up at
hearing that. Mr. Eisenburg may be under the power of your cunt, but I
was now a wild-card. You don’t know what I want, but you’ve got a good
idea.
“Yeah, he told me all about you, how you nearly fucked him in his office
during the interview, how you masturbated in your car after you almost
whored yourself for this job in his office.” “WAAAAT?!?!?!”
“You didn’t realize he could see you from the window in his office?” I
laugh in shock. “He was quite sure you were putting on a show for him,
to show him how much you wanted the job. And then the hotel, where he
tried to back out but the slut inside of you wouldn’t let him. How you
whored yourself for him. How you had him by the balls afterwards and
then after making your point went back to being a cock-hungry cunt”.
“And now you’re here, just a few minutes away from being fucked again
slut. I’m going enjoy you.”
You had been more terrified than horny when this first started, but now,
after finding out I knew everything, I was going to take everything, you
were starting to get worked up. You want to be in control, but you
desire to be taken. You want be the predator, initiating contact,
pouncing on your prey, playing with it like a cat plays with a mouse.
But deep down, what you really want is someone to claim you. Someone to
whom you could surrender to completely, to be his completely. You hadn’t
found anyone like that yet, and I certainly didn’t seem like who would
end the search, but I was the one feeding your dark desire at the moment,
and so for the moment that was enough.
It was then you became aware of my hard cock pressing into the small of
your back. Rock hard. And that’s when you lost control. That’s when
your cunt’s desire overrode your mind’s logic and your inner slut burst
forward, hungry to be taken.
“Dwooore” you implored. “Don’t worry, it’s locked, it’s late, and with
those pictures on the window in the door no one will see you put out
bitch” I say in a quiet, rough, which adds to the growing hunger between
your legs.
Your left hand lets go of mine and darts under your long dress (damn
conservative schools), tugging at your tiny panties, pulling them down.
Rather than let you step out of your obviously damp panties, I push you
forward, trapping you, bent over the desk. I let go of your waist and
reach back.
You feel my belt slide across your right ass check as I quickly undid it
and pull it loose. You feel my slacks open and then slide down. Then
you feel my hard cock pressed between your ass checks, separated from
claiming you by only the material of your dress. That doesn’t last long
as I next pull your dress up, leaving you defenseless to protect yourself
against my carnal assault.
With the only sound my breathing, quickening in pace and volume, blasting
your neck and face with hot, humid waves of air, my desire as apparent in
my breathing as my rock-hard cock, now resting between your ass cheeks,
the head against the small of your back. “Showtime bitch!”
With that I slide my cock down until it’s pressed against your cunt lips,
and I shove. Hard. My goal is to shove my cock through you in one
thrust, and while that will never be possible, your pussy is now
absolutely dripping with desire, practically screaming to be claimed.
Your pussy offers no resistance, so while I don’t achieve my goal, I do
smash my hips against yours.
“God Damn! Balls deep on the first thrust, you’re such a juicy little
whore” I gasp as I pull out only to thrust in all the way again. “You’re
such a hot fucking slut!”
I lower my head down closer to your mouth to listen to you gasp as I pull
my dick out of your violated cunt, only to return with firm determination
to explore every possible sensation of pleasure your cunt offered.
Very quickly a pattern establishes itself. Each thrust slightly more
forceful than the previous, each of your gasps, meows, grunts, and groans
a little louder than the last.
My breath becomes even more broken and ragged, my thrusts even more
frantic and frenzied, which causes your heart to beat faster, your cunt
to juice more. You’ve been claimed before, looking up at men from your
back, your legs spread, seeing the animalistic lust in their eyes.
Knowing nothing you can do can stop them. But only rarely outside of
your dad have you felt that from the beginning with a man. The helpless
freedom of being his, to only worry about enjoying yourself. The
pleasure of enjoying the primal mating you are receiving from the onset.
Outside of your dad and a couple of guys whose faces you never saw at
Beth’s parties, one in the kitchen and the other in the bathroom, have
you ever felt the wonderful sensation of being claimed from the very
beginning of your primal fucking?
Your daydream subsides quickly though, overwhelmed by the electric storm
that just exploded in your loins as my load of boiling cum just assaulted
the soft, deep walls of your pleasure hole. Your muscles convulse even
harder as the next blast scores a direct hit your g-spot, the hot bath of
semen searing that tight bundle of nerves hidden behind your clit. You
see white spots...
Your next sense is the strong smell of semen and your own juices.
Opening your eyes you your nose resting against my soft cock, slick with
semen and your juice. “You were screaming like a banshee into my hand,
you must have had one hell of an orgasm.”
“You have no idea” you say softly. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, but
there’s no rest for the slutty” I say I as slide my hands into your hair,
cupping the back of your head, pulling your face towards my cock. I
don’t even need to say anything. You open your mouth and eagerly gobble
my soft, creamy cock. I can’t help but groan in ecstasy as your tongue
swirls around, trying to French my soften cock, coaxing me back to life.
It isn’t long before you’re rewarded.
It’s also while you’re savoring the mixture of your juice and my cum that
you realize you are naked and your hands tied behind your back with
something soft. Probably your pantyhose you realize as they are no
longer on your legs.
I’m growing harder by the moment and soon you have to adjust your head to
allow my cock to enter your throat in order to keep your nose pressed
deep into my crotch. My hand still holds your head firmly, but it is
mostly for show. It’s a matter of desire on your part more than control
on mine. You want to swallow my cock.
Slowly you slide your head up and down, taking me all the way in on every
down stroke. After your third bob I do push you back down quite roughly
and rapidly. You respond, bobbing up and down more rapidly. Spending as
much time as you can with your nose in my crotch before very quickly pull
up all the way, swirling your tongue around the head of my cock before
rapidly engulfing the entire rod.
After just a few minutes of this I pull your head up, your mouth still
open as you try to catch a little air after your latest breath-holding
exercise. Your eyes widen as you feel what you can only assume are your
panties stuffed into your mouth. “You were so noisy last time, I decided
I couldn’t leave you a moment without something in that cute little cock-
sucking mouth!”
You’re not happy about this, your eyes practically scream it, but bound
and gagged as you are, you also don’t have much choice. Your indignation
evaporates quickly though as I keep pulling you up by your head, until
your cunt lips are resting just on top of my cock.
“You know the drill slut, pretend I’m Mr. Eisenburg and you’re earning
your job”. You know what I want, and in this case, it’s what you want,
not the position so much, but the loss of control with only a small bit
of it given back, allowing you only the choice of how you will ride my
cock to pleasure me.
Your quick descent down my cock, resulting in you grinding your cunt lips
against my crotch, show your eagerness to play along with your recent
experience giving your body for the job of your dreams. Up and down,
around and around you slide and grind on my cock. My hands groping your
ass, spanking it, harder than you would allow, if you had a choice, but
at this moment, in this situation, driving your desire as it furthers
your feeling of helpless pleasure.
My hands then run up your sides ever so softly, almost tickling your
sides, before they reach their target, your generous breasts. Grabbing,
squeezing, pulling, nibbling, small bites all around. I tease and
torment your breasts. You have no choice but to accept the torment and
your small serious of orgasms every 45 seconds or so highlight your
surrender to your deep fantasies.
Up and down, my hips are getting into it, then my hands grasp your tight
little waist, forcing you higher up and pulling you down harder. There’s
no mistaking what is about to happen. I lean forwards, shoving my face
between your tits, wrapping my arms around your back, pulling you tight
up against me and then slamming you down as hard as I’ve slammed you all
day, onto my cock. There I hold you as my cock spasms deep inside of
you, eruption after eruption spewing deep inside of you. This sets off
another good-sized orgasm, your thrashing minimal as I hold you against
me tightly.
Your hyper tuned senses feel every inch of my cock, feeling the muscles
of your cunt clenching it, pulling upward, trying to milk every drop of
semen out of me. Your cunt begging to be mated.
There we stay for a good 15 minutes, just enjoying the closeness of each
other’s bodies, the sweet smell of sex and sweat that emanates after a
good hard session with a lover.
But all good things must end and you feel my hands slide behind your
back, brushing ever so gently across the skin, sliding in lazy circles
around your ass checks until I move them to your bound hands. Sucking
one nipple into my mouth deeply, I nurse on your tit while untying your
hands. Next my hand slide up your side, coming in front just below your
armpits, moving in a slow, barely felt path across the tops of your
breasts up to your mouth.
I pull your panties out of your mouth and stuff toss them next to my
pants, which are piled up nearby. “A little keepsake” I say as I grin at
you, releasing your nipple by pulling away while slightly nibbling on it,
pulling it out away from your body slightly, only to let it snap into
place as I open my mouth.
For the first and only time, I then kiss you deeply. With both the force
of our rough sex and the tenderness of the long lazy minutes recovering
in each other’s arms.
I pull you up and off my cock, a soft groan escapes your lips as my
completely soft cock slips out, held in only by the force at which you
were pushing your hips against mine to prevent it from escaping.
Grabbing your head I direct it back to my crotch. With a still present
hunger, but not as intense, you begin to lick and suck around my cock.
Cleaning the moisture from it and my surrounding flesh. Licking and
sucking up the cream and the sugar. Savoring the taste of both,
especially when well mixed. After a minute of this I stand up.
“Leaving so soon” you ask, your eyes indicating you wouldn’t mind a
longer teacher-to-teacher discussion.
“Yes. But only for tonight, somehow I think you and I are going to be
discussing many things together. I am looking forward to next time…” I
say with a smile and a gleaming eye, as I finish putting my pants on and
tucking my shirt in. “I must say, I did not spend enough time playing
with that ass of yours”. And with that I open the door, lock it behind
me, and shut it.
Leaving you still naked, with two loads of cum dripping from your cunt,
sweaty and partially satisfied, on the floor. “Well” you think, “He’s
certainly not a gentleman, but I might have to find a few reasons for
some curriculum discussions with Drew.” You chuckle at the thought, its
sounds cheesy enough to be something Mr. Eisneberg would have said.
Chapter 4 - Fucking Kelly
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I’ve been wanting to tell you what a hot cunt you are and how badly I
want to fuck you so here goes...
I'd love to take you to the ground, pull your dress up, and enter your
hot slit. Leaning in and nibbling on your neck, I spread my legs
slightly while forcing yours obscenely wide. You can feel the pleasure
building between your legs, the tickling along your abdomen and underside
of your breasts, the wetness of my mouth along your neck. My coarse pubic
hear presses roughly against your smooth, wet cunt with each thrust.
I slowly lift your dress off over your head, exposing your naked body to
the world. Sliding my hands down your back, I cup your perfect ass,
pulling your ass up to my crotch with every thrust. I’m trapping your
mouth with kisses while thrusting into you deeper and faster.
You love a dick deep in you, bitches always do! You’re a hot, horny,
sexy, slutty bitch. Yes, you're a bitch because your hot cunt needs cock.
You're a bitch in heat, willing to do anything for a cock.
You want be like a porn star and take my load so I pull you up off the
ground. I stand up and carry you to your bed. Then right as I'm about to
empty myself in you I would drop to the bed, trapping you between the
covers and my cock, using the momentum to force my cock as deep into you
as possible while I release millions of soldiers into you. They invade
you even deeper than my cock. You want me to give them all to you but I
say only if you beg like a good little bitch so you cry out “FUCK ME!”
Your magnificent tits are awfully inviting for the next spurt but we both
know I'm not that cruel. No, your wet, hungry pussy would get every
soldier.
The real question slut, is do you want to go for another round because I
would want to then walk to your head and feed you my half-soft cock,
dripping with semen and cunt juice for you to lick and suck hard again.
So I want to take you again but I need you to pleasure my cock with your
mouth first, in and out, tongue swirling. So after I've released my first
load into your cunt I would pull you to the end of the bed and flip you
over so your ass is staring at me. I give it a couple of light smacks. I
have always wanted to feel your ass!
Then I'd enter you again. My hands knead your ass as my cock pushes my
sperm deeper into you. I slide my hand slowly from your ass to your
breasts, tickling, teasing, stroking the entire way until my hands are
full of your breasts.
In this position, the position of a bitch, you are truly there for me to
fuck you. You’re on all fours with a man violating your cunt, gripping
your tits, softly kneading them, sliding his hands over them as you
gently pulling on your nipples, then sliding a single finger around your
aurora, all the while, feeding your hungry kitten meat.
When I enter you my cock is forced down, then forward, sliding along the
underside of your stomach. I give you hard, controlled thrusts. I ask
where you want my load as I start squeezing your breasts harder as I
start to near my second climax. Then I pull out roughly, getting off the
bed so you're now kneeling on the floor in front of me. Your cunt is now
empty and considerably cooler than a few seconds before.
Grasping your head in my hands, I put my cock at your mouth and push
forward. You take it all the way until your nose is pushed of to the
side by my pubic bone with my balls dangling from your chin. But I'm not
going to release you, yu must use your throat to bring me off. I hold you
tight as I look down into your beautiful eyes. Very well whore, if you
want to be forced...
I pull back and then slam my cock into your throat again. You like it,
you’re such a whore! You like having your nose invaded by my coarse
pubic hair, then emptied only to have your throat forced to accepted my
cock again. In and out my cock goes, getting close I throw you back,
making you land on your back.
Now it’s time for you to be a cum-covered whore. I jerk myself the last
little bit, a blast starting at your nose and trailing off to your tits,
another hitting your neck, a third nailing your breast. Now you are a
cum covered whore. Used only for a cock's pleasure, like you were
designed to be. You’re my bitch.
***********
Well, that’s how I want you so tell me bitch, how's your ass now? Is it
moving rapidly, begging the rest of your body to make my fantasy a
reality? Is your ass telling you to find a cock to give itself to,
begging you to find something to fill it?
So tell me whore, are you touching yourself after reading what I want to
do with you? While you were following along maybe your hand was around
your neck, teasing yourself while getting close but not too close? Di
you hips start to gyrate? Did your hand slide down father?
I was rubbing my cock when I wrote this, thinking about you. Were you
rubbing yourself thinking about me? Were you thinking about being my
bitch? A whore for me to use? Were you surrendering yourself to pleasure
as you were pleasuring your cunt? Were you trying to make yourself cum?
Did you cunt? Did you cum whore? Do you have a vibrator? If so, did you
sit on it while reading this?
Well, take care sexy bitch! I hope someday my fantasy will become real!
THE END