++++++++++++++++++++++++++++The Darkwater Collection++++++++++++++++++++++
This is an original work by Lance DeLonge and cannot be copied or reposted without permission of the author (Cirkusfish@Yahoo.com). If posted to news group or yahoo group, be sure to include author's name, email, and website address.
Darkwaters : The Erotic Fiction of Lance DeLonge
-this story and more, plus poems, pics, and links to tons of free erotica.
Note: this story takes place in a fantasy world where vaccines against AIDS and pregnancy are safe and common, and casual sex with strangers is not suicidally stupid. The real world, sadly, is not like this: so don't try this at home, kids.
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Laura
Christian
A
s the crinkled old science teacher passed out our project
assignments, I was at least relieved to see that my partner was a
sensuous red head who I had been lusting over all semester.
Laura Christian was not someone you could call beautiful. She
was actually what most students called a "freak," but I
could not explain my immense attraction to her. Many times
I would stare at her lean, sparse frame, fantasizing about what
it would be like to her right then and there. She always
seemed to wear extremely baggy jeans which sagged in the back
when she sat down, revealing her pastel colored panties, which
only served to make me hotter. On the rare days she would
wear her baggy over-all's, the side buttons would almost always
reveal a nice piece of her wonderfully white thighs. She
had what looked like short light brown hair dyed red simply
brushed back behind her ears, and always wore tight, short shirts
with her over sized pants, accentuating her sizable breasts, and
revealing her thin, toned belly. Many days I would get so
bothered just by staring at her through the hour that I would
rush home to relieve myself. Now the teacher was going to
trust me to get some work done with her, I sure wouldn't.
"Hey," she said almost whisperly, " you want to
get together this weekend and get some research done?"
"Sure," I said simply, tongue tied.
"What are you doing Saturday?"
"Nothing," I replied, " you want to get together
then?"
"I won't have a car that day," she said on second
thought.
" I can pick you up, where do you live?" I offered,
anxious to see where this exquisite creature lived. She
quickly gave me directions to her house, and we made a study
date.
I took the rest of the week to calm myself down in preparation
for being alone with her. What I felt for her was pure
animal magnetism, not brought on by her gorgeous features, which
were actually plain. Her eyes were a dark green, not a
brilliant green or blue, and her nose was actually too big
for her thin face. Her face was covered with freckles,
which I always did find alluring, but that was it. Her
body, what could be seen of it under her huge clothes was thin
and lean, not the perfectly rounded, modest look most guys
prefer. But her personality seemed sweet, and her whole
being was like a magnet that made me ache for her. But I
was finally able to suppress my lust enough that I felt
comfortable enough to be around her, kind of.
I arrived at her apartment a little early, and took a little time
to make sure I looked presentable. I knocked on the door,
and waited for an answer. It wasn't more than a minuet and
Laura answered graciously.
"Hey," she greeted, " I found some stuff for our
project in a couple of books my room mate had. Why don't
you come on in and take a look."
I accepted, following her through the open door and into
her apartment.
"Pardon the mess," Laura apologized, "my room
mate's is out of town for a few days, and I am defiantly not the
neatest person in the world."
The mess wasn't all that bad, only a few dishes back by the
kitchen area, and a pizza box on the coffee table. Her
apartment was small, two bedrooms, a living rooms, and an
adjoining kitchen. It was mostly decorated with alternative
music posters, the scent from past incense could be smelt in the
air, along with the slight tang of pot. Laura and her
roommate enjoyed a relaxed life style, perhaps slightly illegal.
But that was all right.
"Wait here and I'll go back to my room and get the
stuff," she insisted, motioning to a rather used looking arm
chair, it's back toward the hallway her room was down.
Laura disappeared behind me, and I glanced around at the
unfamiliar surroundings, trying not to look to uncomfortable.
I didn't Laura come up behind me, and I jumped when she wrapped
the silk blind fold around my head, instantly blinding me. She
breathed her warm soothing breath on my neck, calming me down,
and making me realize what was going on.
"Matt," she moaned quietly, " have you ever been
dominated?"
"No," was my only reply.
"Do you want to?" she asked, still using a husky, lust
filled voice.
"Yes."
"Good," she said, kissing me on the cheek, " I
have wanted you from the first moment I saw you. I wanted to
control you, to break you, and I will. I know you've felt
it too, an illogical, uncontrollable attraction to me. You
want me, don't you?"
"Yes."
She stood me up, tying my hands together with a similar silk
band, and led me down the hall toward her room.
The dark world she had me wrapped in was arousing, and every
sense seemed to be heightened. Every time she touched me,
it was like her skin set mine on fire. She led me into what
I guessed was her room, closing the door behind her. My
excitement was rising, and I could feel the passion already
rising in my pants. Laura wrapped her arms around my neck,
embracing me hard and hot, her tongue thrusting inside my mouth,
exploring out of pure desperation.
She broke away slowly, and I could feel her thin body pressed
tightly against mine. I could feel every movement as Laura
unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs, my underwear
following shortly after. The pleasure of her skin touching
my abdomen was pure heaven, and I couldn't help but gasp.
"On your knees," she commanded suddenly. I was
startled at first, and continued to stand. That action was
met with a stinging crack of a cat against the back of my legs, "
On your knees."
I willingly obeyed, the my heart still in overdrive from Laura's
stinging punishment. "Now you will call me
mistress," she said calmly, the voice of seduction no longer
in her voice. "Is that clear?" she asked, her
lithe fingers stroking my cheek gently.
"Yes," I managed, not knowing what else to say.
Laura gave me another whack with her cat, this time on the arm,
and a little harder. "Yes what?"
"Yes, mistress," I whimpered, the stinging in my arm
still lingering. Despite the pain I could feel my rock hard
prick, and I longed to see Laura's naked body. I don't know
what it was about the woman being in control, but I wanted Laura
more than anything at that moment, and I would have willingly
died to just be in her for a second.
Laura brushed her bristly pubic hairs against my lips, and my
tongue instantly reached out for it, only catching a brief taste.
But that taste was heaven, and I longed to dive into her deep
pool of womanhood, and please my new mistress more than anything.
She had obviously undressed before coming out to get me. But
at the moment, I wasn't really thinking about when she stripped,
only that she was naked, and I wanted to see my mistress in the
nude.
Laura kissed me again, her tongue going crazy as she teased me
with her stiff nipples, rubbing them lightly against my chest and
lips. I wanted to taste them, to indulge in their
honey-sweet flavor and smooth, hard texture. Her hand
suddenly grabbed my extended dick, her cool hand burning my
heated skin, and causing me to moan.
"Yes, mistress," I gasp, finally being allowed to take
one of Laura's pert nipples into my mouth, her surprisingly large
tit rubbing against my skin as she ran her hand across the length
of my cock. I could hear her breathing deepen as she
indulged in my feel, and her hand squeezed my prick harder with
each stroke. The feel was of pure ecstasy, and I longed for her
to mount me. Slowly she pulled her ample breast from my mouth,
and pushed me back on my back. I could feel her fiery
tongue lick the inside of my thighs, moving slowly up to the apex
of my crotch. I was quickly losing my mind, and I could
feel myself straining to lower my dick, anxious for her to suck it's
yearning length.
"Now, now, Matt," Laura scolded, "are you trying
to get me to suck you so soon?"
I couldn't answer strait, my desperation reaching it's peak so
soon after starting, "No, mistress," I muttered.
"Good," she answered, " because I couldn't do
that- yet."
Laura's tongue touched my loose nuts, and I moaned her name as
she slowly took one and then the other into her mouth, sucking
them gently, and making me moan even louder. Her tongue
then move slowly down to my ass, licking the hole heavily before
slipping her tongue in it, tasting my ass, and letting me know
she liked it through little moans of pleasure. She slowly
withdrew her tongue, letting me linger in pleasure as she rolled
me over on my belly and propped me up on my knees. In a few
moments, I felt the round, hard tip of a dick push through my
hole, surprising me with it's length and size. I moaned as
it sank deeper in ass, and I gasp desperately for air as it began
fucking me.
"Do you like that?" Laura's voice asked from behind me,
her cool, small feminine hands rubbing my butt as she fucked me
doggy style.
"Oh, mistress, yes," I groaned, mesmerized as she
gyrated in and out of me, the cold metal buckles of the harness
pressing against my protruding ass every time she entered me.
Laura continued to fuck me for a few more minutes with her
strap-on, riding my ass like a oil pump before withdrawing, and
rolling me back over.
"Now you will see the rewards for obedience," she said,
and I could sense her movement as she unsnapped the dildo, and
put it away. I desperately managed to wiggle the blind fold up
just enough to peek out, looking quickly at my surroundings.
Laura's room was decorated in dark, dismal colors, with a
a long
leather whip hanging predominately over the double bed next to
me. I lay in the corner nearest to the door, and could
survey the room fully from my position. The only light in the
room came from the cracks in the closed blinds and a small black
light in the opposite corner. I searched desperately for
Laura, wanting desperately to see her bare form. I found
her only a few feet away, slipping out of the strap-on.
her
form was far more sensuous than I had imagined. Her legs
were long and lean, flawlessly smooth and shaven, curving
perfectly up to her apex, which was completely filled with light
brown hair. Her ass was small and tight, but perfectly
curved, hinting at the vast treasures beneath it, and her
back was as feminine as her front. Her waist was narrow, and
curved up to her full bosom like an hour glass, it's seductive
form making me instantly weak in the knees. Her breasts
were average size, but full and perky, their nipples sticking
out, begging to be caressed. Every part of her body
matched, and she was like a goddess, powerful yet passionate, and
exquisitely in control. God, I wanted her, I wanted her now.
But she wouldn't have that, not until she had driven me
effectively out of my mind.
I was very close just looking at her.
Laura walked back to me, and I quickly looked away, trying not to
let her know I could see. She knelt down next to me, and
undid the blind fold, smiling wickedly as I blinked away the
darkness. I looked into her stunning blue eyes, our lips
touching, sealing our souls in with a kiss. I wanted to
reach out and hold her to me, but my hands were still tied behind
me, and the more I struggled with the silk strip, the tighter it
got. As her tongue explored my mouth, her hands caressed my
neck and chest, turning me on to the point of explosion, and she
seemed to be enjoying every second of it. She broke away
after a couple of minutes, and pushed be down, mounting my face
backwards. My tongue slid though her hair like a serpent
through grass, and found the opening to her juicy gash. Laura
was already soaked, and she groaned aloud as my tongue explored
her watery cunt. It wasn't long before I found her small
nub of a clit, and sucked it gently into my mouth, first flicking
my tongue quickly across it's slick surface, then slowly rubbing
it. Laura was going crazy on top of me, grinding her hips
into my face as I assaulted her feminine hole, whimpering, and
gripping my protruding cock.
in one swift move, Laura
devoured my swollen purple head, completing our sixty-nine, and
sucking on it desperately before regaining control of herself.
She firmly gripped the base of it with one hand, curling her thin
womanly fingers around it while the other hand tickled my nuts,
carefully stroking each round storage tank as her mouth worked
diligently to drain their contents. Her mouth felt like a
sauna, her steamy hot saliva covering every inch of my cock as
she slipped the long hard pole in and out of her mouth, licking
the entire length like a sucker.
Her hips continued to ride my face as I indulged in the sweet
juices of my mistress, anxious to give her her first orgasm of
the day. I concentrated on her round clit, sucking it and
licking it until I felt Laura's pussy tighten, her mouth sucking
harder as she moaned, her climax now imminent. I could feel
my orgasm start as my knees began tingle, and I knew I didn't
have long to tease on out of her.
I continued to work her slit, and just as I felt the spasms of my
climax, her flood gates bust open and Laura cried out in ecstasy
as my cum exploded into her open mouth, quenching her thirst as
her orgasm quenched mine.
Laura quickly was back on my cock, sucking it erect as I watched
her deep mouth massage my prick back to life in a matter of
seconds. She was insatiable, and I yearned to be in
control. I tried again at my restraints, this time managing
to loosen the knot enough to slip my hands free and grip her
white, bare ass, letting her know I was free. I slid out
from under her, letting her remain on her hands and knees, and
positioned myself behind her. I sank two of my fingers into
her deep snatch, stimulating it to relubrucate. Laura
whimpered slightly, then remembered she was supposed to be in
control. Her hand reached for mine, trying to stop what she
knew was inevitable. I grabbed her hand softly, and placed
it back on the floor in front of her. Then I dipped my cock
into her slick snizz, gasping at the painful pleasure our joining
produced. She was tight, and I couldn't wait to ride her,
but that would have to wait. Withdrawing, I lubed up my
finger and spread the slick juice on her asshole, preparing it
for penetration. Laura knew what was next, and brace for
it. I was going to repay her for her fetish fuck on my ass.
Slowly and carefully I eased the tip of my dick into her ass, and
moaned as her tight hole opened for my cock, tightening as I
submerged myself farther and farther in her. Once I was all
the way in, I began my slow gyrations in and out of her delicate
ass, engulfed in the pure rapture of pleasure that our joining
produced. It wasn't long before Laura sung out with bliss,
her whole body quivering as I rammed my thick love sausage up her
rear hole, groaning her name, and closing quickly on my orgasm.
She sighed as she felt me shoot my load deep within her, bucking
powerfully behind her, and whimpering as the force of the climax
seared my body.
I withdrew my still erect penis, still amazingly hungry for
satisfaction, and knowing that Laura planned on giving it to me,
but in her own way.
"Now it's my turn," she seemed to growl as she got up
on her knees and gently pushed me down. She was hungry, and
her hunger burned in her eyes. She straddled my chest,
pinning my arms to the ground. I could have easily
overpowered her, but I didn't want to. Laura was my
mistress, and she ruled me. She offered her pointy breast
to my mouth, and I gladly accepted, sucking her pert pink tip,
alternating between flicking it's top with my tongue and sucking
its extending form. Laura moaned slightly as she massaged
her dripping mound, drops of her hot slippery lubricant landing
on my belly. She was going to tease me, and when she
finally began to lower herself on to my awaiting rod, she did it
very slowly, taking her time and driving me mad at the same time.
She had her legs wrapped around my waist, and when I finally hit
bottom, we were facing each other, her weight resting fully on my
lap, and her eyes staring deeply into mine, a wicked smile spread
cross her lips as she began to gradually rise and fall, her tight
cunt milking my cock like a dairy machine. Her pussy felt so
good as it rose and fell deliberately, quickly driving away my
self control and replacing it with unadulterated lust, lust that
could only be satisfied one way. Successively Laura began to
quicken her pace, and after about ten minutes she seemed to
lose control of herself. she bucked wildly atop me, fueling her
own orgasm while at the same time preparing me for eruption. Her
lips locked onto mine, her tongue caressing my face and neck
feverishly as I felt her snatch contract, adding to our friction,
and urging me to come with her.
Laura cried out into my chest as her orgasm surged throughout her
body, incinerating her nerves and fueled by her uncontrollable
lust, her climax seared her soul and left her screaming out in
total rapture, her essence finally satisfied and her body
completely exhausted.
I came only moments after Laura started her intense orgasm, my
soaked cock spasming as rocket after rocket of jizzum shot into
Laura's jammed cooze. My mind felt as if it would melt from
the intense feelings of gratification that coursed through my
body like lightning, igniting my passion and burning down my
resistance to the pleasure of shooting into Laura's cunt.
I lay exhausted beneath Laura's satiatiated form, unable to move
a muscle. I held Laura's body to me, our lips touching in small,
satisfied kisses, and my hands gently rubbed her back. We
both knew that this was going to be our only time together, it's
what the experiment called for, yet neither of us figured it
would be so successful. It didn't matter what the project
was on, or if we even passed. In my opinions, we got an 'A'
on the thing that really mattered most.
-Lance DeLonge,