Subject: Drew Fantasizes About Kelly (MF)
Written by: Drew Tenner <drewtenner@gmail.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
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Table of Contents:
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, its 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 its because I want to posses you, or
if its 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, its 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
it's 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 surrenderedyourself you are
no longer in control of every orgasm now. With ahint 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 you 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 its 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 after glow, 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
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“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
quite, 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 ever 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 me hands slide behind your back,
brushing every 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 others
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. Esienburg 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!
Drew Tenner - My Fantasies About Kelly