|
|
|
 |
|
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| " "No! Honey, you said -" "Are you going to put on the panties or not?" "Okay! Okay! Jesus, I -" "You better get moving," she warned ominously And more Anything at all They're too -" "Have it your way In fact, his sperm really tasted kind of pleasant He was at the dining room table, eating his cereal, reading the paper, already suited up for work "Come on," she purred Strapped into the five-inch stiletto heels, she'd be taller than he was She could see the disbelief - and the hope - written on his face It was almost impossible for her to pay attention, to regulate her pace, to pull away when he gave his little pre-orgasm wail "That if I can't stop you from going out with those horrible women, I'll have to act like one for you " He lowered the paper " "What?" "Are you deaf? I said drop your fucking trousers As it turned out, she didn't have to fake the wild lust he saw This is what she'd been missing She'd painfully plucked arched brows She saw the lump rising in his slacks and knew she was winning I want you to fuck me anyway you want to "If I do, you'll give me a blow job?" "If I feel like it "What, my love?" He scooted his chair further from the table She whispered a brief prayer that she hadn't overlooked anything, then glanced at the bedside clock In fact, all day she nursed the wild energy created by the blend of her wrath and her arousal " He stood, automatically responding to her harsh tone, then catching his reaction The shirt was a gift from her he never wore, and he looked uncomfortable "I've been thinking all night," she said with forced nervousness, still not facing him Finally, frantically, she grabbed his shaft, pushed the panties aside and guided him into her sopping, throbbing pussy "And do it right or that's all you'll get from me Instantly, despite her resolve, she joined him Have some more wine After he left for work, she headed for the bathroom to rinse her mouth Then, she was going to make it seem like her passion was growing While she worked his cock through her mouth, licking and sucking, doing it exactly the way he told her to, she wished she could bite it off Tap on the door Go take a shower and change clothes She had to compel them to stop "So," he said thickly, "you'll wear that outfit I got you sometime? And -" "Everything "Wha?" he slurred His cock twitched, still oozed sperm She fought away the urge to pummel him with her tiny fists As he exploded in her cunt, the muscles lining her vaginal walls contracted around him, and all her self-control vanished Those couldn't possibly be her shapely legs, crossed so that the hem barely covered her moist little thing You have to, to show him what he really wants She was working on her third cigarette when his key rasped in the lock Her lips fell slack Generally, she succeeded Not about what whores were actually like - but about why he really needed them Her tits felt almost too sensitive This was what sex was all about He hesitated before sitting beside her, feeling almost afraid She sat astride him, rubbed her aching cunt against his raging hard-on, as she peeled his red shirt off "You're late, asshole She'd hysterically refused, and he'd eventually hidden it away before stalking out of the apartment and fucking somebody who looked like he wanted " He picked himself up from the floor, seemed on the verge of protesting But, rather than looking at all the things she had to do with a selfless sense of ferocious duty, she grudgingly admitted that maybe parts of it might be fun "You suck me off Despite the fact that she was on her knees on the dining room floor, she'd really been the one in control of the situation "Yeah He had to stay conscious The last of her compassion for her first live-in lover turned to seared ash She jerked free, gasping for breath, pulled her tit from his mouth, and rolled off him She'd been giving herself that same disbelieving look for almost an hour as she'd worked with the unfamiliar makeup she'd found in the plastic bag that'd been part of his birthday gift to her - to himself, really He hissed and bucked, like he was ready to cum, so she backed off She prayed she'd wouldn't choke "What are you saying, Angela?" She faced him then, but cautiously kept her eyes lowered so he couldn't see the fiery flicker in them All night, she lay awake, wishing he'd come to her It wasn't long coming, and his distraction was complete The nasty panties she left in place, couldn't resist kissing the head of the swollen cock extending above the elastic waistband He was sluggish, weakened by passion and alcohol and the drug she'd fed him How could he? And, if that's what he really wanted, why did he insist, over and over, that she was the one he truly loved? As the eternal night drug on, her weeping subsided and her pain was slowly replaced by rage Angela's voice shook with barely restrained anguish But only because there was something she wanted to do even more, something that would be even better She teased him as long as she could "Come here He'd been so helpless She tapped seductively to the kitchen to refill their glasses, felt his eyes glued to her widely swaying ass "To our new ways," she whispered sultrily Relax " She used her new scarlet claws to peel the cellophane from the lightest menthol cigarettes she could find How strong they are I'll do anything it takes to keep you And the sense of power that had filled her as his silken yet hard penis had slipped deep into her mouth had also been totally unexpected He was back almost before he'd left, his face brightly flushed Bracing herself for what she had to do, she checked the mirror to make sure she looked more normal than she felt She fled to their bedroom and locked the door It'd been all she could do not to push him onto the floor and rape him, guide his cock into her still rippling cunt and fuck him until she screamed During the hour she'd waited, her plan had changed " He was so predictable "Maybe you're right "You make a pretty convincing slut, Angela She bit back a laugh She hugged herself tightly, squatted on her knees beside him, fought to quell the last tendrils of her orgasm She smiled tightly around his swollen flesh She groaned quietly At the soonest possible moment, the instant the first thought wormed through the thick red haze of her desire, she thrust him harshly away from her and picked up her wine Her breath became uneven She whined her frustration But, right now, I want you to do something to convince me this isn't a dream He turned and left the room Nor had she ever dreamed she'd be sporting the kind of attire stretched over her lush body What'd you do, stop off to fuck one of your bimbos?" He extended the bottle of wine So much more I guess, since you can't change, I'll have to " He eagerly took a place close to her side "Very sexy," she approved She put the wineglasses on the bedside table, slapped his hands away, guided him onto his back on the bed When he did, and gargled a half-protest, she again impaled herself upon him and gave him something else to think about - his orgasm She'd never worn makeup in her life, and had silently ridiculed women who did He'd told her a lot in his efforts to persuade her, to manipulate her The fucker's going to really get off on this Then she froze, and came some more, milking his erupting dick of every drop of cum he had stored She locked her hands in his wavy hair, ground his face into her pubic forest, savagely cursed him, drove him on - and doubled over, clamping him between her legs, as she was knotted by the most intense series of stabbing orgasms she'd ever known She rose and fell, slowly at first, but with quickly escalating force, slamming his cock to its root into her tight, slick hole " Without hesitation, she wriggled her dress higher, bared her damp center That couldn't be her hand down there, clutching the little white lipstick stained tube between curved red nails " Her thought was to be nonchalant at first, like he was boring her Getting him to do it himself would be so much better Her knees trembled as she walked unevenly into the bedroom So degrading Her rage rekindled All the better It wasn't enough She wasn't even wearing panties! Her thickly furred bush had been momentarily visible She kept her shoulders square, showing off the size of her breasts, their nipples soft dents in the thin fabric, just above the swooping neckline Her pussy was dripping fluids down her thighs "What're you doing?" "I'm washing this shit off my face and changing into some decent clothes " He still couldn't believe it, of course She'd managed to circle her grey eyes with eyeliner without blinding herself Her hands shook wildly He wanted her to be a slut, did he? He was certainly going to get what he asked for She feigned indifference, of course, appeared to callously endure his attentions When he returned, wearing the blousy red silk shirt and tight black slacks she'd chosen for him, she was back in the living room, her wine glass refilled with water She called in and took the day off from work The face he'd be peering up into was just as stark a contrast to what he normally saw as was her clothing By the time she heard him shuffling around, showering in the hall bath, making the slovenly morning noises he always made, her plan had taken shape Her nails raked her nipples, made them leap upwards, strain for more contact It hadn't been as bad as she'd thought To be honest, her wrath was so overwhelming that it frightened her " If he hadn't been drunk, the truth would never have escaped him "Suck me off again first She howled when her pelvis met his, the head of his meat bumping her cervix Angela bounced and shrieked and squealed and came and came and came Its hem hung well below her knees She caught herself lingering over repairing her chewed, faded lips, told herself that it was only because he'd kept staring at them He'd tucked it on the closet shelf, with the boxed clothes he'd bought her nine months before But, once her volcanic rage took hold, there was no putting it out " Her thighs unconsciously rubbed together in anticipation Jesus, Angel! You look -" "Do I look like an angel, jerk?" "No Her own lust was spiraling, nearly out of control " He looked confused by her vehemence, her obviously sincere anger For the next fifteen minutes, she secretly thrilled to his devoted, hesitant caresses Instead, she poured herself coffee Barely He struggled feebly at the bonds, his immobility finally beginning to register Hell, any time she wanted She heard the bathroom door close, the shower start If anything, the sensation was even more intense than when he'd fucked her with his face less than an hour before He petted and squeezed her breasts, ran trembling hands over her silken thighs Her jaws ached with the need to drink it - but there was something more important to do "You smell She dropped her head onto the back of the sofa and let them glide lower, explore everything revealed by her widely spread legs He was late Her long, straight dark hair was brushed, her wooly flannel robe tied securely about her small waist Her breasts ached with their need to be touched The cigarette dizzied her, sent her blood racing through her, made the whole thing seem unreal She had time to powder her damp forehead and rearrange her scanty dress I want to see if your wearing the panties " She stood, stalked past him toward the bedroom " He was taken aback, cleared his throat while he tried to assimilate her words "Come and sit beside me He was on her heels, trying to grope her It threatened to never end, but her clit was too sensitive to bear the friction generated by his rolling hips "Let's fuck She rubbed at her eyes to redden them, although her sleeplessness might have been enough "Tonight?" "Couldn't we wait until this weekend?" He shook his head Her questions became curses This time he said it as a statement, not a question " She eyed herself critically 5:08 " He got moving "I want to suck your dick like they do, and swallow your come, Roger Satisfied, she shyly stuck her head into the living room He froze just inside the door, staring at her feverishly It was a lie, and she knew it That's what he liked " She nodded, hiding behind her hair She allowed herself a delicious shiver It's just that I've always had these special needs Now The wine added to the heat suffusing her "Oh, baby! Are you sure?" "I won't lose you, Roger The shower was still running Angela had always been slow to anger It was time Maybe I am too prudish She did so, petting the twin exposed upthrusts ticklingly, scraping them with just the tips of her nails She wordlessly accepted the glass from him He had to know what was happening He wasn't a big man, but he'd easily be able to protect himself from her if her attack was so obvious So demeaning This was so easy! The bastard wanted her to manipulate him, dominate him "Drop your trousers She ignored him, lit another cigarette, and examined her manicure She held up her glass, saw him stare at her long, graceful nails through the clear fluid "I, uh They drained their glasses It was hard, though, to even temporarily give up the contact on her crotch while she got rid of the slacks I can't live without you This time, he nervously opened his waistband and let her see the frilly black panties he'd bought to go with the outfit she was wearing Her next glance was into the mirror in front of her He used the ropes to mash himself violently against her "There," she mocked, "that's not so bad, is it?" She patted the sofa Her black hair shone in the room's afternoon light, curled over her bare shoulders and seemed to lick at the top of her breasts, which overflowed from the form-fitting satiny black minidress But they'd already played that scene twice in six months, with the same results The thrill of seeing him rendered helpless ignited her all over again - but in an entirely different way "Because," he said flatly, "you won't give me what I want He followed the path of her cigarette to her succulent lips She dragged herself to the foot of the bed and looped his ankles as she had his wrists This was what the girls all whispered about in high school And nothing could have hurt her more As she breathed smoke in, he thought the black dress might rip at the seams as her massive tits expanded His voice was careful Get on your knees, you bastard - or get out " The alien words dripped from her lips like honey, tasted to her like venom "I know Funny She giggled drunkenly, hit on the cigarette again, exhaled a tight plume of grey smoke from between painted lips shaped for a kiss I've laid what I want you to wear on the bed " It was just as she'd thought Part of what Roger had told her was that all sluts smoke because they have an oral fixation - can't get enough cock His shock would be complete When she re-crossed her legs, he felt momentarily faint There were more important things to do right now That awareness had brought her near the brink of orgasm herself She was going to need hours to prepare She saw the lie forming on his lips by way of his reflection in the window But the seeping hollow between her legs needed her fingers worse You've explained them He moaned as she sank upon him Everything was in place "I, uh, couldn't It was so easy " He swallowed again Roger had never seen the effects of her fury, and it wasn't anything she voluntarily discussed She tried her best to control it, deny it, forbid its emergence " She entered the bedroom without looking back "Tonight "Then what should I call you?" "We'll talk about that later "It's not really that, honey Even standing, it barely reached mid-thigh, barely covered the tops of the black mesh stockings, barely covered the black elastic straps of her garter belt Whisper how sorry he was for being such a total asshole She managed " "No," she growled "Not bad," she whispered, watching her wide, full red lips shape the words She didn't sleep A surge of raw energy ran up her spine She leaned forward, grabbed his wrists, pinned them over his head, and arched into his frenzied sucking As far as he knew, that was only the second time she'd ever tasted anything alcoholic She speared him with a sharp gaze from heavily painted eyes Her composure fled the instant he was out of sight Through his lust, he didn't notice until it was far too late And she'd learned from his words everything she needed to know How powerless you are against them "Why do you do things like this to me, Roger?" It wasn't the first time he'd come home with subtle traces of another woman on him She didn't meet him at the door, like she'd planned She considered dropping more barbiturate from her sleeping pills into his wine, glanced at his already woozy slouch, decided against it " Roger licked his lips And you're going to act like one, too " He swallowed "A little more lip gloss, and you'll look like a complete whore He knew none of her friends, hadn't met her family, so had no way of knowing the secret side of the young woman he'd lived with for nearly a year " He blushed under her scornful words and harsh scrutiny, made no move toward his zipper Her legs seemed impossibly long " "Then don't call me one And, for the first time in her life, she didn't care "Just nerves She glared daggers Her body was demanding satisfaction with a voice that threatened to drown out everything else From the corner of his eye, he marveled at how her lips marked the glass as she sipped She struggled to her feet She could finger herself later, afterwards Open the wine Her lashes curved, long and thick and black, framed eyelids which seemed to droop beneath the weight of silver and grey shadow Having him on his knees, sucking her pussy like a child nursing on a teat, filled her with the feeling she'd first experienced that morning - but multiplied by a factor of ten She was willing to bet that this was the way the sluts he loved so much always treated him Wearing it, he'd said, would be the best gift she could give him She could do anything to him She smoked "You smell She cut it short I thought maybe you might like Down and dirty, sloppy, nasty sex, with painted sluts She jerked the top of her dress down, let her tits leap free, lowered them toward his begging lips Just like you want Her long nap was filled with strange new dreams Once she became absolutely convinced that she'd been grievously wronged, that no plausible excuse for such behavior could pardon her transgressor, her thoughts always turned to just one thing - vengeful justice They rolled her engorged clit, dipped within the sopping, loosened hole below, and evoked another series of shuddering spasms She steeled herself, knew that she had to give him some proof She had maybe fifteen minutes before he slammed through the door with his prick already half-hard in anticipation " Her hands trembled slightly as she applied it He'd gone whoring " He kept staring at her while he did, like she was a cobra and he was a rabbit His word, not hers Slipping the looped ropes over his wrists was a little awkward, but no more than that She'd relented Nothing had ever been this intense, this overwhelming Her nipples hardened even further as she pranced toward, then past him "I'm really getting sick of your bullshit Its collar was high, chastely obscuring her heavy breasts Vow it'd never happened again She tried to see herself as he would Angela smiled cruelly She smiled |
|
| ©2008
Bound4Love.com - All profiles are subject to change without notice - Link
Exchange By viewing any of Bound4Love.com pages you agree to our Terms of Use - 2257 - Privacy Policy Please note we have 4 different domain names that could be used interchangeably:
|
|
|
Send
a Message
