This is a work of fantasy. It is not about real people, and if it
is, its not what they would do. (not that you are likely to know them
anyway). If you are under 18, go away, since I don’t like to get in trouble.
If you are turned off by perversion, what are you doing at asstr? In other
words, go away. If none of this applies to you, great! Read on! Have
fun! Let me know
what you like!
Oh, and I work hard on my writing…so guess what? Its mine.
That’s right boys and girls…its copyrighted…so if you want it? Just ask-
we’ll talk.
Dryad
****************************************************************************** The Reluctant Sadist (MF, sad, oral)
“Fuck me!” She screamed. He pounded into her quivering flesh forcefully,
panting heavily, the bed shaking and squeaking beneath their bodies.
“Oh, baby, you feel so good.” Her eyes rolled at the trite
words. She closed her eyes to hide her reaction. His body shuddered
in climax, leaving her behind. He rolled off the bed and staggered
into the bathroom to clean himself up. She too rolled, to get her toy
out of its chest. She slid the shaft in, the tickler pressed to her
engorged clit. She pressed the button and felt the vibration push her
closer to her own completion.
She ran scenarios through her head; some her own design, some
stories she’d read online. A hitchhiker, being banged by 3 guys, being
called a bitch and a slut. Running through the story in her head, she
felt herself get closer, her body tensing, even as she felt the weight shift
in the bed as he climbed in. Her stifled moan announced her climax.
She lay shivering, then she circumspectly wiped off her toy, put it away
and rolled onto her side facing away from him. Neither of them spoke,
unsure of what there was to say.
The next week things went much the same, the sweet endearing words
leaving her cold. She closed her eyes, trying to imagine the harsh
words that would excite her. She was desperate and finally, whispered
between pants,
“Please call me nasty names.”
He paused almost imperceptibly, unsure of what he had heard.
“You’re such a slut.” He said half-heartedly. “You little
cock-sucker—what a good little cock-sucker.” His tone voiced his lack of
enthusiasm, but she drank the words in, sucking his cock more voraciously
with each derogatory remark panted from his lips. “You little cock
whore…suck my cock hard.” He spoke in a monotone. He flicked
at her clit with his fingers, making her squirm.
“Oh, you like that, don’t you slut?” He pinched her clit
with one hand while putting his other hand at the back of her head, as she
sucked his cock deep into her throat. He thrust into her mouth, fucking
her face, muttering to her as she neared her climax. She squealed into
his cock, squirming beneath him, smiling in satisfaction. He pulled
from her mouth, snarling at her,
“I’m gonna fuck you—fuck you so hard.” He flipped her over
roughly, onto her stomach, bouncing her on the bed. He slid into her
forcefully pressing his tip against her still pulsating cervix. She
screamed, panting hard. He fucked her steadily groaning as he neared
his own completion. He suddenly yanked his cock out, squirting his
cum all over her ass and back. He sighed, then moved toward the bathroom.
She collapsed onto her stomach, sighing, feeling the cum trickle down her
side. She closed her eyes, finally sated.