Fastforward Fantasy

21 07 2009

We’d found her at some house party.

A lame affair with cheap beer and loud music. I’d pointed her out to you: A pretty redhead over on the couch. You smiled at me and squeezed my ass. You approved of my taste. When she first started talking to us I don’t think she would have ever expected that she would end up where she did by the end of the night…

Fast Forward

My one hand is on her head, fingers threaded tightly through red hair, forcing her to gag on your hard cock. My other hand grips her hip, pulling her down onto my strap-on, fucking her. At some point during the night she told us she wasn’t into girls, when we first propositioned her I think. But the way she rolls her hips and presses her ass back against me as my cock slides in and out of her tells a different story. I force her head forward and she struggles to moan and breath and gag all at once. I laugh and let go. She pulls back gasping for air, a thin line of saliva connecting her lips and your cock.

I grab her by the hair again but this time I pull her back towards me. I pull her back so she’s forced to bounce up and down on my strap-on. She’s forced to let you watch her tits bounce up and down as she shamelessly grinds down onto me. You lean forward and bite down hard on a nipple. She yells out a little. You bite again. This time she moans. Oh. That’s not from the biting. Your fingers are on her clit.

“Do you want to cum, slut?” I ask her, tugging sharply on her hair. She nods. I grin.

I push her down on all fours. You get behind me and tug on my nipples, playing with my piercings. Your lips are on my neck as I fuck hard and fast. I feel your hands on my hips, urging me to go deeper. And she’s gripping the bed sheets, moan after moan escaping her lips. I can tell she’s close because her knuckles are white. I reach around and flick at her clit. She orgasms loudly. I can feel your cock twitching against my back.

As soon as I pull out of her, you waste no time stripping my strap-on off of me. You press the head of your cock against my slick pussy and then slide in with one fast thrust. I gasp. The girl is watching us with half-lidded eyes, still riding on the waves of her orgasm. She reaches up to pull my head down and kiss me.

I can’t help but moan in her mouth as I feel your nails dig into my hips and your cock hit just the right spot inside me. Her fingers are on my nipples, toying with the barbells.

“Good girl,” I sigh against her lips. I can feel you fucking me harder and I’m getting so close to cumming…


I’m sitting on the couch next to her, reaching up to play with her hair.  You’re on the other side of her, fingers idly stroking her arm, her hip, her thigh. You lean forward a bit to whisper something in her ear. She shakes her head vehemently no. She tells you she’s not interested in women while she steals a nervous glance over at me, still shaking her head. You laugh a little and I look over at you. Our eyes meet and we smirk. I look back down at her, my finger tracing the curve of her neck.

“I bet we can change that.”

Dressing Room Fantasy

19 06 2009

It’s always nice to have a girl friend to go shopping with. A second opinion is always key.

It’s a nice perk to get to share dressing rooms.When the store is busy and all the rooms are full it’s nothing out of the ordinary for two friends to share a room. With a couple of pieces of clothing each, we step into the room. There’s been a bit of an unspoken and ongoing flirtation between us. I think you’re cute. Not sure what you think about me. But it’s not like that matters too much in my books. If I want you, I’ll have you.

I put those thoughts to the side as I slide out of my clothes and pull the dress over my head. Too big. You can see the pink of my bra clearly where the sides hang low. I glance over at you as you pull the shirt you just tried on off. I smirk to myself. The thoughts I tried to banish are rushing back.

I look at the other clothes I brought in with me and decide I don’t like them as much as before. I sit down on the stool in the corner and wait for you to finish. I’m getting antsy. That’s why I didn’t try on the rest of my clothes. I’m torn between what I want to do and what I know I shouldn’t. But the forbidden is oh so tempting.

While I’ve been musing to myself, you’ve tried on another dress and have turned to ask me what I think. I like it. A lot. And I tell you so. I stand up as you turn to look back in the mirror. You’re not paying attention to me as you examine the way the dress clings to you in just the right way. I’m glad you’re distracted, it makes making up my mind so much easier.

Quickly I clap my hand over your mouth and grab you by the hair from behind. I pull your head back onto my shoulder and ghost my lips across your ear.

“Be quiet,” I order and you glare at me. I feel your tongue against my palm, and teeth, trying to get my hand off your mouth. Sorry. I dont’ bend that easily. I bite down on your neck, then kiss the spot gentle. The more I kiss your neck , the more I feel you relax. Your breath is hot against my hand and I hear a muffled squeak as I lightly bite your earlobe, sucking it into my mouth.

“You going to be quiet now?” I say gruffly, voice just barely above the din of the dressing room. You nod and I release your mouth. My hand is still tangled in your hair but now that the other is free, I let it wander.

Your body is pressed against me as my hands explore. My eyes meet yours briefly in the mirror and I smirk at your confused yet aroused expression. I cup your breast, tweaking the nipple lightly through your clothing. That elicits a moan that sends heat shooting between my legs. I pinch harder and the moan that I get in response is loud enough for me to remind you that there are people all around us.  You swallow loudly and nod. You don’t want to get caught.

My hand trails lower and I meet your eyes in the mirror. They’re wide, unsure of how far I want to take this.  Though it only takes moments for you to figure out my intentions as my hand unabashidly slides into your underwear to find you soaking wet.

“Turned on much?” I chuckle, running my tongue along the shell of your ear. You just nod. I’m not sure why you’re cooperating so well. I expected more fight. But considering I think you’re shell-shocked by the audacity I have teasing you like this in a public dressing room, your complacentness isn’t too surprising.

My fingers find your hard clit and rub over it lightly. You gasp and then bite your lip, your eyes drifting closed. The thrill of being almost in public makes your hips squirm and press back against me. I’m soaking wet but I don’t care. I’m enthralled by watching you in the mirror as my fingers tease you. I take it one step further and slide a single finger into you. Your mouth forms an ‘o’ and your hips begin to lightly ride my finger. My thumb caresses your clit and I feel your knees weaken as you let some of your weight rest on me.

I curl my finger inside you, hitting a spot that makes you want to moan. But with a harsh bite to your ear I remind you of the people laughing and talking on the other side of the flimsy dressing room walls. I speed up, intent on making you cum right here in this dressing room. You shake your head, knowing what I want. You’re embarrassed by the fact that you’re so turned on. Only a few more minutes and you gasp loudly and I feel your pussy contract around my fingers.

I withdraw my finger and wipe it on my pants as I turn you around. I kiss you hard and long, enjoying the feel of your body against mine. I let you go and tell you to get dressed. We have more shopping to do.


31 01 2009

I love making him lose control.

My mouth is on his cock sucking him like there’s nothing else I’d rather be doing. And right now, it’s true. I love going down on him. I love the feel and taste of him in my mouth. And honestly, I’ve been spoiled. In my opinion, he has a near perfect cock. Its long and thick and smooth and when I tease him as much as I’ve been doing, he gets rock hard.

As I try to take him all down my throat he twitches and I gag. I pull up, leaving a trail of saliva from my lips to his cock. I grin at him before my head dips back down, tongue swirling around the head before taking him in my mouth again. I bob up and down, my hand following my mouth, making sure I cover all of him.

“If you don’t stop it now, I’m going to just take you.” I lock eyes with him for a moment and run my tounge along the bottom of his dick. He gives me a stern look.

“I’m going to rape your ass if you don’t stop it,” he says this as a threat but I don’t take it as such. I give him a look that silently reminds him that he has no lube for anal at his apartment and thus there is no way his dick is going near my ass. I then resume teasing him. Despite the threat of anal rape, I want to see how far I can push him. I can’t help but toe the line. I can’t control the fact that I love pushing his buttons until he can’t resist anymore.

It doesn’t take too much longer. Only a few more minutes of teasing him with my mouth and he’s sitting up on the bed.

“I warned you…..”

I try to squirm away but he grabs me and pushes me to the top of the bed. I always forget how strong he is compared to me. I fight him as unbuckles my belt and pulls my underwear and jeans to my thighs in one tug. His pants are pushed down and there’s no warning as he presses my legs to my chest and slams his cock into me. I gasp, trying to keep quiet, not wanting his roommates to hear my whimpers.

He begins to fuck me relentlessly. My hands are on his ass and his thighs, pulling him further into me. I’m contorted on the bed, my body pressed back on itself as he takes what he wants from me. He bites my ear and tells me what a dity little slut I am. How I can’t get enough of his cock. All I can really do is nod as I begin to feel an orgasm building. He doesn’t stop his fast, hard, relentless fucking as my body tense and my hands grip his ass harder. He only slows for a minute when I cum, to press himself as hard and as deeply inside me as he can.

I get no reprieve because he starts the same rhythm again, moments later. He’s biting down on his lip as he fucks me. And he has this feral look in his eyes. He knows how hard he’s fucking me hurts but he doesn’t care. He’s the one in control, as paradoxical as that is. I’m the one who teased and tempted until he lost control. But he’s the one who is in firm control.

I cum one more time. And then he pulls out without finishing.

“Okay. I’m done,” and he grins at me.

I look at him astounded as he tucks his cock into his boxers and then zips up his pants. I fix my own clothes and just lay on his bed. My body is still on fire and I press my hands between my legs to relive some of the…..whatever it might be that’s making me still squirm.

I’m just reminded that I might make him lose it briefly, but in the end, he’s the one in total control.

Brink of Insanity

4 11 2008

He knows just where. To bite. To touch. To kiss. To stroke. To pinch.

He’s good at what he does and it makes me hate him just a little bit. I can’t do anything to stop it because I’m submissive the instant he sinks his teeth into my neck. The instant his hand presses against my hip. The instant he kisses behind my ear.

While watching a movie he presses up behind me, letting his hot breath caress my neck.

I squirm a bit.

He kisses my neck, then he bites down. And he bites again. And again. Some hard. Some soft.

I try to fight it but soon his arm is around me and his hand pressing between my legs. I let a moan escape my lips as my body moves of it’s own accord. He laughs as he kisses down my arm, his fingers still toying with me through my clothes.

He rolls me on to my back and he tugs down my shirt, taking a nipple in his mouth. I arch as he sucks hard, rolling the flesh between his teeth, toying at it with his tongue. I whimper as he let’s it go and moves to lavish attention on the other.

I’m soaking wet at this point. Moaning and desperate to feel his hard cock inside me.

He rolls off of me and kisses my forehead.

“Too bad babe, too bad. I’m really horny tonight….”

He trails off with a devilish glint in his eye and smirk. It makes me want to strangle him.

I hate this time of the month……I think I almost went insane with desire.