Our Little Game

Our Little Game–

I was slowly putting my plan together. I had found his address by tracing his truck plate, parked at his job, from a friend at the DMV.

Late one night I drove out to where he lived and waited a few yards down the street. It wasn’t long before I saw him outside washing the dust from his truck.

I couldn’t just walk up and say hi, not after the incident a few years ago, he would probably shoot me and ask questions later. It was going to be a challenge to get him to listen to me, but he obviously liked the game or he would have ended it some time ago. I thought about luring him out to some lone road in the middle of the night, or maybe I could come up with some other fictitious story that he would believe.

When he went back into his house, I scribbled down a note and left it under his windshield wiper. “Dear Joe, You lost something at the station you might want back. Meet me at the park behind Wal-Mart tonight at 12.” I wasn’t sure if it would work but I had to try. I then got back into my car and sped off quickly, squealing my tires and honking my horn to get his attention.

I got to the park over an hour early to make sure I had everything in place long before he arrived. I was equipped with an abundance of suitable restraints and a few little surprises for Joe if he showed up. It was dark and cold out, so there wouldn’t be anyone around the park that late at night. I waited outside my car in the brush for him to show up, in case I needed to surprise him if he had something planned for me.

I was lost in thought, dreaming as I watched a couple squirrels chasing each other around a tree when I was startled by the sight of lights coming in my direction. In the distance, I could hear a truck coming closer. It came straight towards the back and pulled around near my car. I quickly recognized it as Joe’s truck, and he was the only one inside. He got out of his truck and walked slowly around my car a few times looking to see who was inside.

I figured the best plan was to ambush him when he least expected it, so I quickly stepped out the bushes and called out his real name. He swung around with his flashlight in one hand and his weapon in the other. By the look on his face, I could tell he wasn’t happy to see me. I walked closer with my hands held out to my sides, as he continued pointing his gun at me.

“You dumbass! Don’t you know I could have shot you?” he said in a rushed voice.

I slowly walked closer, as he asked me what I wanted. Smiling, I told him I wanted to show him how I could get along. After talking for a few minutes, he let down his defenses and I went for his gun, knocking it into the brush nearby. I grabbed the stun gun from my pocket and quickly used it to subdue him. I spoke to him telling him to calm down and things would be okay real soon. This made him fight harder, so I hit him again with the stun gun and sat on top of his back while I cuffed his hands.

I then rolled him over and drug him out deep into the woods. To stifle his shouting I placed a pair of pantyhose around his mouth to keep anyone from hearing what was about to take place. I took him to where I had already set up a blanket on the ground.

“You know I think you’re really sexy?” I whispered to him as I dropped his body onto the blanket. I could tell he was really pissed off, but that was all the fun. He kicked his feet at me and spoke through the pantyhose in his mouth.

“Let me go you fucking bitch!” he managed to get out.

“When I’m done playing,” I said as I rubbed my hand over his cock.

I sat down beside him and put my hand between his legs and began massaging the inside of his thighs. Teasing him as my fingers roamed around the outside of his tight jeans. He couldn’t help but let his cock get hard as my smooth hand caressed his manhood. I knew I was going to fuck him, willingly or not.

I picked up a bottle of Tequila and took a large gulp, and then I took the pantyhose out of Joe’s mouth and forced him to take a long drink as I held it to his lips. He hesitantly took a big swallow, and then another.

I reached for my goodie bag near the edge of the blanket and his eyes got wide, wondering what I had in store for him. I brought out a knife and cut away all of his clothes, leaving him fully exposed to the cool night air. I stepped back, looking at his delicious body, “If you want to live, you’ll do everything I tell you.”

He looked at me with contempt, and then closed his eyes. I took a piece of ice from a Quik-Trip cup and began running it over his already cold body, sending goose bumps across his chest. Grinning wide, I placed some on his nipples making them hard and perky. I toyed with them, squeezing them as I pulled them with my other hand. To give him the most sensation, I then placed my warm mouth on his nipple and sucked it soft.

I began running my other hand between his legs, as my mouth warmed his other nipple. I was getting hot, even in the cold March night air. I could feel my pussy lubricating as I continued to rub his cock and run my tongue across his body. His cock was beginning to grow and began bobbing up and down. I excitedly watched his face as both my hands squeezed around his cock.

I stood and kicked his feet wide and then staked them to the ground by using some rope tied around his ankles. I slipped out of my jeans and tossed them in a pile near his cut up clothing. “Now just in case you forget, I’ve still got the knife, and I can use it at anytime.”

His eyes opened briefly, but quickly closed again when he felt my warm, wet mouth around his cock. My tongue worked its way around the head of his cock, coaxing out a few drops of pre-cum into my awaiting mouth. I rubbed his cock over my lips and then took him fully into my throat, enjoying the feeling of his cock hitting the back of my throat.

His cock was rock hard when I slid on top of him and placed his cock against the opening of my cunt. I wanted him to feel the most intense pleasure, so I grabbed a small vibrator and turned it on high as I slipped it into my anal opening. I then sat fully on his cock, letting it slid deep inside my cunt. My muscles clung tightly to his shaft and he let out a low moan.

I didn’t want it to end so quickly, so I pulled off and grabbed another small vibrator, and against his will I slid it slowly into his ass. I turned it on high as I grabbed his cock and forced it back inside my wet cunt. I could feel his balls tighten with enormous pressure.

I worked his cock back and forth inside my pussy, letting it rub against the bottom. I could see the intense pain and pleasure he was in as I watched his face with each stroke down on his cock. It was no longer cold outside, instead it felt like a warm summer breeze building up from inside of me.

Without warning, my pussy tightened around his cock, squeezing it until he began shouting he was cumming. I violently shook as my pussy exploded when I felt his cum hit the back of my cunt wall. Our juices blending and squirting out around his cock and running down between my legs.

I pulled off him and laid down exhausted beside him. I slipped the vibrators out and laid them beside the blanket. I released the ties around his legs and sat him up to remove the cuffs. The second I removed the cuffs he quickly knocked me to the ground and smiled. Within minutes I was the one staked to the ground spread eagle, and being thoroughly searched.

“Pay back is a bitch,” he said as he sat on top of me and held the gun to my head as he placed his cock in my mouth.

First Time in Adult Toy Store

I felt like a little kid in a candy store. This was my first time in an adult toy store and I had never seen so many fun things in one place in my life. I guess I was more naïve than I thought. I was not sure what some of things even were. Here I was, 40 years old, and the only toy I had ever used was a basic vibrator.

The man behind the counter asked me if I had any questions. I almost said how many do you have. It was then I noticed that I was the only customer in the store. All of these toys and I was the only one here? This made no sense to me. So my first question to the man was to ask where everyone was. He explained that most people bought their toys on the Internet these days. He added that people did not want to be seen in this kind of store when they could place an order in the privacy of their home and have it delivered in a plain brown package.

I guess that made sense. I went back to my browsing. I stopped at the case with lotions and lubes. I wonder what “motion lotion” is, I thought to myself. Evidently, the question showed on my face, as the man again asked if I needed any help. I asked about the lotion. He explained it could be put on a man’s cock and it got hot when you blew on it or from the friction of a woman’s pussy. It sounded interesting and I asked him if I could put some on my hand. He took my hand and poured a little of the lotion on the top of it. He gently rubbed it into the skin. He then lifted my hand toward his mouth and he blew on it. A shiver shot through my body. If it felt this good on my hand, I could only imagine how it would feel on my pussy, or a man’s cock for that matter.

As if reading my mind, the man asked if I would like to try it out on him. I could only stand staring at him in stunned silence. It was then I noticed that he was a very attractive man. I also noticed that he had the beginnings of a bulge in his pants. Between the lotion on my hand and the sight of his bulge, I could feel my pussy getting wet. With a smile on his face, he watched me as I contemplated the situation. Taking my silence as an assent, he unzipped his pants and allowed them to fall to the ground. He was not wearing anything under his pants and I was now looking at his rock hard erection.

He took some of the lotion and began to massage it onto his cock. He was moaning as he continued to rub the lotion into his skin. I love the sound of a man’s moans. Just hearing him made my pussy get wetter. He placed one hand on each of my shoulders and with a gentle prod had me on my knees in front of him. The smell of the cherry lotion was mere inches away. He told me to lick his cock as if it was a cherry lollipop. I leaned forward and began to lick. Not only could I taste the cherry, I could feel the heat on my tongue.

His moans became louder. His sounds encouraged me to continue. I began to lick his cock with slow, deliberate strokes. I started at the bottom and licked my way up his shaft to the head and back down again. The more I licked, the louder he moaned. I was close to orgasm from just listening to him. I put the tip of his cock into my mouth. He began to push more of his cock into my eager mouth. The heat of the lotion felt wonderful. If it felt half as good on his cock as it did in my mouth, he was surely in heaven. My thoughts were confirmed when he told me how great it felt. He told me it felt like his cock was on fire. He told me to suck him harder. I did as I was instructed.

I started fucking his cock with my mouth faster and faster. The faster I went, the hotter he got and the more he moaned. Suddenly, an animal like noise began to erupt from him and he shot his hot, sticky cum down my throat. This was quickly followed by another spray, and then another. With a final grunt, he shot the last of his load. There was so much cum in my mouth, it was now seeping out and dribbling down my chin. He slid his still hard cock out of my mouth and lifted me up to him. With his tongue, he licked his cum off my face. He told me it was my turn now.

He walked over to one of the shelves, picked up a couple of items and returned. He set them down under the counter where I could not see what they were. He reached around behind me and unzipped the back of my skirt. As it fell to the ground, he saw I was not wearing any panties. He could also see the pussy juices glistening as the light hit my cunt. He took the bottle of motion lotion and poured some into his hand. He began to massage it on my pussy lips and clit. I could feel the warmth immediately. He took what remained in his hand and massaged more of it onto his cock. He told me to close my eyes. I felt something silky slide onto my head and over my face. When he told me it was okay to open my eyes, all I saw was darkness. He had blindfolded me!

A shiver went through my body. I had never been blindfolded before, but it was an incredible turn on. He then told me to put my hands behind my back. I was getting a little nervous, but complied with his request. He slipped something soft over my hands and onto my wrists. It did not hurt, but I could no longer move my hands. A feeling of fear mixed with pleasure washed over my body. I was standing in a store blindfolded, my hands restrained behind me, and my dripping pussy exposed. I was so aroused I was on the verge of orgasm.

He moved his body closer to mine, so that I was now up against a wall. I could feel the head of his cock touch the lips of my pussy from behind. He placed a belt around my waist and then placed a vibrating toy over my clit area. That was all it took. I shuddered in orgasm, but he was just beginning. He guided the head of his cock into my pussy as the vibrating continued its assault on my clit. He grabbed a hold of my hips with both of his hands and brought our bodies closer, making him to shove more of his cock inside of me. I usually like to watch a man as he penetrates me with his cock, but the lack of my sense of sight only intensified my sense of feel.

His cock felt soooo good. The hardness and the lotion were an intoxicating mix. He began to pump me. He started slow and gentle at first, and then picked up the pace. The faster he got, the more I could feel the heat of the lotion on his cock and on my pussy. He began to fuck me harder and harder. His balls were slamming against me with each thrust. Before I knew what hit me, I came again, but he was not about to stop. With both hands restrained behind my back, I could not stop him anyway, but stopping was the last thing I wanted him to do. I could not see the look on his face, but his moans and shouts told me what I needed to know. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

He kept up his fast, hard, steady pumping for several minutes. Just when I thought I could not take it any more, I felt anal beads being shoved up my ass very slowly. I tried to pull away because I had never done anal before, but I felt his hands on my ass gently rubbing me until I began to relax. Once the last huge ball went inside my ass and closed around the smaller part of the wand, he began pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt before, and sent my body to a place that I had never been before. Pain was mixed with pleasure and took me to heights that I had never been before.

With several more hard thrust, my pussy grabbed hold of the cock in my pussy and wouldn’t let go. I felt cum shooting deep in my pussy and splash against the very back wall of my cunt, causing my entire body to shake as I began cumming. As I was cumming he slowly pulled the anal toy out of my ass sending wave after wave of orgasms washing over my body. I had never felt anything as intense as that in my entire life. He unloaded so much cum and with such force that cum was pouring out like thick soup from my pussy.

We finally collapsed into one another, totally drained. After catching our breath for a few minutes, he reached around and took off the restraints. I reached up and lifted off the blindfold. It was then that I learned it was his wife who was fucking me with a fake cock that shot out cum whenever she pushed a button. It was one of the many toys they sold in their store. What a great way to demonstrate a product! I was sold. I ended up buying all of the toys we used that day. I must admit, I now purchase all of my toys online, but I have been back to his store many times to test out the new merchandise he and his wife have on their shelves.

Sex Without Pain is Like Food Without Taste

I pulled the 9mm from the small of my back and held it to his left side as I escorted him to the back of his patrol car. I removed his set of cuffs and used a pair to handcuff his hands behind his back. I then ordered him into the backseat of his car.

I was now in the driver’s seat. I was the one in control. I got behind the wheel of his car and drove away from the scene.

“Where in the hell are you taking me?” he demanded in a violent voice.
“Oh, we are just going for a little drive. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride.”

“If you are trying to kidnap me, you’ll never get away with it. You’ll get put in jail for a very long time.”

He continued to rant on and on without my interruption. I decided to let him get it all out of his system before we got where we were going. He continued to talk as I drove down several deserted roads. When I was sure we were alone, and no other cars in site, I pulled off the road into a pasture.

“I know where we’re at. You’ll never get away with this.”

When I opened the back door to the squad car, he began begging me not to kill him.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to kill you yet. I just don’t want you to see where we’re going.”

I used a piece of duct tape and place it over his eyes. I knew it was going to hurt like hell when I pulled it off, but that was going to be a part of the fun I was going to have with him later. I then pulled a ski hat down over his eyes to make sure he couldn’t see anything but could still easily breathe. After all, I wanted my prize fresh and in good shape for what was to come.

I drove around for several more miles, even in circles a couple of times to confuse him to where we might be going. I finally pulled into the old farmhouse that was once owned by my parents. After their death, I began living alone in the house, reconstructing two rooms into one huge room until it look like a dark dungeon. I had painted all the walls and ceilings black and hung chains, cuffs, and swings from beams above black painted concrete floors. Mounted on the walls and on shelves were whips, paddles, and other devices used for torture. The only light in the room came from a large screen TV that played violent porn non-stop. I was hooked on watching the way their faces looked when they were being violated.

Even though my prize was cuffed in the backseat of his patrol car, he was big and strong enough to cause me some problems when trying to bring him into the house. At first, I thought about drugging him in some way, but decided I wanted him fully awake so he could experience all the feelings of being alive.

I held the gun to his head and instructed him to get out of the backseat. “Now listen. If you don’t do what I say, I’m going to shoot you right now,” I said holding the gun firmly against his temple. “I’ve done this before. So don’t make any quick moves, because I can kill you.” I then snapped my fingers, “Just like that and you’re gone forever!”

I wanted to dominate him, control him, and own him like a slave.

I led him down a short walkway to the front door, using one hand to hold the gun at his temple and the other hand on the cuffs behind his back.

He began begging again, “You don’t have to hurt me; I’m not going to fight with you.” He continued to try to reason with me as I pulled him through the door into a scary scene. I whispered into his ear, “I’ll show you things you won’t believe. You’ll enjoy staying here with me.”

I had changed completely, transforming into something evil. When I ripped the tape from over his eyes, he let out a panicked scream. He looked around the room and then directly at me. I must have looked like the devil, pure and simple. He was frozen with fear. Before he could run, I looped a chain that was swinging freely from the ceiling around the cuffs and then locked the chain in place. I then cut away all his clothing and threw them in a pile in one corner, leaving him completely nude. I forced him to spread his legs wide enough until each one was securely placed in a leg iron.

He was at my complete mercy. “You’re going to stay with me forever.”

I undid the handcuffs and forced him to lift his hands over his head, which he did. Then I used a leather strap to tie his wrist to a bar that was suspended in the air. I could feel him trembling as I touch the muscles in his arms and chest. I wanted to degrade him, make him feel less than human, so I put a pair of black leather pumps, a bra, and pair of women’s lace panties on him. I then used bright ruby red lipstick to apply to his lips.

“You look so sexy and beautiful,” I whispered into his ear. I grabbed his ass check with one hand and squeezed hard as I kissed him full and hard on the lips as I held a knife to his chest.

He knew I was building up to something, and cold sense that something horrible was about to happen. I gave him one last smile before I pick up a whip from a corner shelf and began hitting him across his chest and then his ass. He let out a shriek cry for help, but that only made me hit him more and harder. I picked up a paddle and began smacking him across his ass until it had become beet red. It was then that I looked down and noticed his cock was rock hard.

“Oh my. It looks like someone is getting excited,” I said reaching down and grabbing hold of his rock hard cock. I began squeezing and massaging his cock roughly in my hands. I thought he was going to shoot his entire load when I reach up and violently twisted one of his nipples in my other hand.

“Don’t loose your load or I’m going cut off your penis and eat it for my lunch,”

I left him hanging in the air as I placed an even more violent pornographic movie on the big screen that featured other naked people being hung up in the air as he was. It played in the background as I began to think of ways to torture my boy toy. I left him watching the porn while I began melting a pot of wax.

I smoked a blunt to help ease the pain of my headache, and to enhance the feelings of what I was about to experience. Full control. It was time to continue.

I had left him hanging in the air, wondering if I would ever return to continue my torture. I could hear his cries from the other room as he begged me to let him down. The wax in the double boiler had become a streaming pot of hot liquid. I removed it from the stove and sat it close enough that he could easily see what was inside. He once again began his begging, “Please don’t kill me. I have family and friends. I don’t want to die. Please let me go. I’ll do anything you want. Please let me down.”

“I don’t want to kill you or anyone, but I’m not through with you yet. I just want to torture you for my own private pleasure.” I could see in his eyes how frightened he was and this excited me tremendously.

I then slowly picked up a straight razor, its steel blade gleaming, and ran the razors edge across his chest. Red droplets as fine as lace appeared and then rolled down his chest. He let out shallow hysterical, exhausted sobs. I picked up the still streaming hot wax and then began slowly dumping it over the area where I had exposed his pink inner flesh. He let out a scream as if someone had struck him hard in the belly. I continued pouring the wax down over his chest and let it flow down between his legs in a stream of warm wax, allowing it to coat portions of his genitals. The wax hardened around his chest, stopping the bleeding from the wound I had inflicted.

“I hate you, you fucking nasty bitch!!!” He shouted loudly and then spit in my direction.

If only he knew how many men had been where he was now hanging. I blame men for everything. Everything evil that has happened in this world has happened because of men. Still I couldn’t help but stare at him. He looked so beautiful. But I knew he was the type that would never be interested in someone like me. If only someone like him would love me, and spend time with me just lying around in each others arms. But I knew he couldn’t stand me. It forced me to want to do unspeakable acts upon his body.

“You’ve been a bad boy Mr. Officer. A very ba-a-dd boy.” As punishment, I began beating him with a belt leaving huge marks across his chest, abdomen, genitals, arms, legs, hands, and feet. I received great pleasure watching his face cry out in agony. When I tired of the beating, I picked up pins from small box and began sticking them into various parts of his body. I wanted him to remember this experience for the rest of his life.

I removed the wax soaked bra and placed clothespins on his nipples and then several on cock and ball sack. His first, middle, and last name was all the same – pain. When cries became silent and turned to pleads of forgiveness, I creased my torture. I wanted to show him comfort and that I wasn’t a bad person. “Tell me that you like what I’m doing. Tell you want more. Tell me you want to stay with me forever.” I wanted to brainwash him into believing he wanted to be with me until his dieing day. We would only have each other.

“Please I’ll do anything you want. I’ll never leave you. I’ll love you forever.”

I removed the harden wax soaked panties by cutting them loose from the side. His semi-hard cock flopped out, as he remained hanging in the air. I eagerly took him in my mouth and began showing him pleasures he had never felt before. I licked his cock up and down like a pony sucking on a salt block. His honey-colored hips and buttocks were tense which made his muscles stand out as I held onto him. He was all mine.

I reached over to one of the shelves and picked up a jar of Vaseline. I opened it and stuck my hand into the cool, gooey gel. To calm him, I stroked his cock gently in my other hand. I found his bottom and quickly pushed my finger into the opening. He let out a yelp of fear, yet pleasure as he squeezed his hole tight against my entrance. I pushed harder as he slowly began to open. As his ass opened wider to me, I slipped in a second finger, stretching him even more. He fought it at first, but soon gave way to its pleasurable, relaxed feeling.

The more carefully and precisely I had administered caresses and affections, the more inflamed he had become with desire. I wanted to fulfill all his exotic appetites with the most varied of pleasures. Desperately seeking to escape, yet mesmerized by the visions of what was to come.

“That’s a good boy. Do as you are told and you’ll never want to leave.” He nodded in compliance. I was secure in the fact that I thought I had complete control of him and his mind. I stepped behind him and removed the leather strap that was keeping him suspended in the air. He let out a cry of agony as his arms dropped. I removed the cuffs and then the leg irons. He stood there silently, trying to catch his breath and recover from the intense feelings he was experiencing.
Without warning, he lunged forward at me, knocking me down with a violent crash. It sent me flying back against a small cot that laid on the floor in one corner.

“So you think you’re in fucking control!?! Wrong! I am a law enforcement officer, so I have control at all times!” He screamed violently at me as he pinned my arms down to the cot. He was much stronger than I was and able to control my body with little ease. “Now it’s my fucking turn and I’m going to rape you until you scream. Do you fucking understand you fucking cunt?!!!”

He picked up a pair of scissors that sat on a corner shelf and began cutting away my clothing. Not caring if he occasionally knick my body, causing small beads of blood to rise to the skin. He looked long and hard at body, staring at my long batting eyelashes, and my perky breast that screamed to be touched. He wanted me more than he had ever wanted any other woman. He ran his hands roughly over my long shapely legs, scraping his fingernails across my body as he came upward towards my vaginal opening. He inserted one of his fingers and began bringing my wetness to the outer opening of my vagina.

“You fucking bastard! Let me up!” I screamed in a loud voice. He began repeatedly slapping me across the face until a small amount of blood oozed from the corner of my mouth. He then leaned down on me and began biting my nipples making pain sensations rush throughout my body. He placed his knee between my legs and shoved them apart easily, even as I protested against him. I pushed and screamed at him to get off me, but he continued his relentless attack against me.

“So you like fucking with people? Well now it’s my turn to fuck you!”

His ridged hard cock split open my vagina lips, and he rammed his cock all the way to the back wall of my cunt in one quick motion. My inner cunt muscles grabbed hold of his cock with such strength that is almost caused him to loose all the fluids that had been building up for the past several hours. He felt extremely huge inside of me, stretching my walls to their limit. I continued trying to push him off me as he entered me again and again with such force that I felt like I was being split in two.

Just as violently as he had entered me, he flipped me over with ease and enter me doggie style. He grabbed the back of my hair, pulling it with enough force to bring tears to my eyes. “Beg for me to stop!” he shouted between thrust. “How do you feel being raped? Violated? Made to feel like an animal?” I didn’t know what to say to him or how to respond other than to call him names, like a fucking pig, bastard, dog that he was.

He slapped me hard across my ass tuning it a deep shade of red. “I want you to feel as much pain as I felt.” He picked up a large anal dildo from among one of the many varieties that sat along side each other in a box. He lubed up the tip of the dildo and placed the narrow end against the opening to my tight ass. He kept his cock buried deep in my cunt as he slid the dildo into my ass in one quick motion. I let out a scream and tried to pull away from his tight grip. His strong muscular arms held me in place as he pushed his cock and the dildo in and out of my holes.

The force of his weight slamming into my body forced me down almost flat on my stomach. It didn’t stop his assault. He pulled the dildo from my swollen sore ass and ran his much larger cock deep inside me. With all his force and strength, he went in and out of my ass pumping me harder and shouting at me what a nasty bitch I was. I was nothing but a piece of trash to him. He picked up a different vibrator from the box, turned it onto a high setting, and inserted it fully into my soaking wet sore pussy. My loud moans turned to screams as he fucked my ass and the vibrator rotated around inside my pussy.

“Please stop! I can’t take it any more!” I begged him to release me but he continued his finally assault by reaching around and stroking my clit with a rapid motion. “That’s right bitch! Beg for me to stop!”

Within seconds, I felt my body expand beyond all limits, and all at once, an explosion of exquisite force rocked my body into spasm after spasm. I had never cum so hard. Feeling my contractions he began releasing his built up load. I could feel it splashing against the back wall of my vagina as it poured from the tip of his cock. Pleasure filled me like warm mist. I felt his cock go limp and he pulled out releasing his grip to the back of my head.

We fell exhausted to cot and laid there breathing hard. When we both had caught our breaths, we turned to each other and embraced for a long hug. He held me tight and whispered, “I am forever yours.”

“Happy Valentines Day baby. I love you. Hope you enjoyed your fantasy,” I whispered back to him.

Night Fantasy

I long for the night to descend into darkness. It is the time for erotic dreams to invade my slumber. Where I can be free to indulge my lust with my fantasy lover. To live in a dream world for a short time. The mind is a powerful drug to produce such prurient thoughts. It is here that I awaken with a passion that only he knows.

When I retire for the night I know my head is going to be filled with sexual escapades with my fantasy lover. I let my mind wander and fill with erotic scenes of passion filled lust between us. There are times when I envision him coming here in the middle of the night. I close my eyes and purge all thoughts except of him. I can feel a numbness wash over me as I drift off into deep slumber. Somehow he finds his way in. I never arouse from my sleep. I know in my heart that it is him. Without conscience thought I sense his presence near me.

I whisper his name as he walks towards me. I can see in my mind his sensuous lips as he leans down to kiss me. Oh what soft delicious lips he has. I am not able to move. I am his for the taking. I want him to take me. To stroke the burning fire he has lit in me. I need to feel him buried deep with in me.

He slips his clothes off and climbs into bed with me. My subconscious feels his presence next to me. In my deep sleep state of mind I know I can feel free to love him. I don’t want to open my eyes because I am afraid if I do then he will disappear. Then I will know it was all in my mind. For I want to cherish this dream and forever keep it with me.

I feel the warmth of his breath against my cheek as I hear him whisper to me. I can’t seem to make out what he is saying to me. Maybe his seductive words to me are in Spanish. I don’t know. It could be that I am hearing him and yet not comprehending what he is saying. I do know that my brain is responding by the tone of his voice, so low and husky sounding. His seductive voice adding fuel to my fire. It is like lava flowing through my veins and it pools into wetness between my legs. I ache deep inside.

Wanting to have him fill me. I arch my body up towards his. I can feel his hard erection pressed against my belly. I turn my head and our lips connect ever so lightly. I wrap my arms around him. Our kiss deepens. Our tongues mating to let us taste the sweetness of each other. The kiss seems to last forever. I am writhing under his weight. I need so much more. As if sensing my incredible need for him, I feel the heat of his fingers caressing my swollen breasts. Massaging, squeezing, pinching my nipples until they are hard and erect.

I want to scream out but his lips are locked to mine. His kisses leave me breathless and light-headed. He breaks the kiss and moves his mouth to my breasts. Nibbling and sucking on them sends a thrilling sensation throughout my body. I hold his head in place. I want him to continue to lave them with his tongue. I am drugged by him. Made defenseless with his manipulations of my body. I tremble as I feel his fingers slide into my throbbing pussy. I push my hips up against his hand. He knows just how and where to move his fingers to give me the greatest pleasure.

It is so incredibly intense. He is stimulating my g-spot. I can hardly rationalize what is happening to me. I can only feel the intensity and the sexual thirst I have for him. My body responds wildly to his expert foreplay.

Then suddenly I feel his body pull away from me. I groan and reach out to grab him. But instead I grab air. As I whimper in my sleep at losing him I again feel his presence. What joy my heart beats once again. I feel my body sliding forward, being pulled gently with strong hands. He is kneeling down before me spreading my legs wide apart. He cups my butt in his hands. He lowers his head and proceeds to devour me in this manner. With his soft tongue licking and teasing my clit. I hear myself moaning with pleasure. I have truly died and gone to heaven.

My senses are highly aroused by this carnal knowledge of what he is doing to my cunt. He is lapping up my juices as my twat secretes them. Driving his tongue into my recesses. Flicking it over my distended clit. He is making me squirm and thrash about on the bed. My body is striving for release. He has taken me beyond the point of no return. I need release. With him sucking and licking on my cunt I finally explode.

My legs are tingling, my pussy is pulsating and I am floating in a bath of exotic bliss. He is savoring my love juices as I explode into the heavens. I have slipped into a swirling vortex of euphoria. Slowly he kisses his way back up my belly to my lips. I can taste my nectar on his lips. It is a complete turn-on all over again.

I reach down and grab his hard cock and stroke it slowly. I can feel the moistness seeping out from the head. I need to taste him. I crave his masculine essence. It is like an aphrodisiac to my senses. I run my hands up and down his slick hot body. I can feel little tremors coursing through him as I skim my hands over his muscled mass. I am intoxicated by his flesh as I touch him. My eyelids are heavy with sleep but yet I feel so incredibly awake. The darkness enfolds us in its cloak to bring together as one. Our bodies enmeshed in the erotic mating ritual.

I kiss and nibble my way down to his abdomen and find his rigid shaft waiting to be worshiped. I close my mouth around its velvety head and taste the precum as it oozes out. My god, I think I might come again with just doing this to him. I hear him moan as I suck his hard cock. Licking it all over, feeling it tighten as I increase the pressure of my mouth on it. I force my mouth all the way down its length. His musky scent filling my senses. I massage his scrotum at the same time. I can hear his intake of breath. Knowing that I am pleasing him has made me so wet again between my legs. I cannot get enough of his taste. The rigid hardness of his cock in my mouth is a balm to my raging libido. I need him. To taste him, to feel him, to touch him. To give back what he has given to me. This is not how he wants to end.

He grabs my shoulders and pulls me up and rolls me over on my back. His hot body settles between my legs. Slowly, inch by inch, he slides his cock into my slick cunt. Over and over he pulls out and slowly slides back in. What pure agony….what pure blissfulness. I love it. His control is mind-boggling. I am so ready to explode. He can tell I am near the edge. I am crying please baby give it to me. After many torturous strokes he plunges deep into me. With his hips pressed tightly against mine, he rotates his hips as I am bucking up to him.

He is driving me crazy, teasing me so. I grab his ass and wrap my legs tightly around him. He finally maneuvers his pelvis to rock with mine in a faster tempo. We are grinding and rocking good. It doesn’t take much time as I can feel his cock swell and become steel hard before his release. I hold him tight against me as I scream out,” OHHHHH BABY, BABY ,BABY!!!! YES THAT’S IT,BABY. FUCK ME. FUCK ME HARDER. OH YES , DO IT BABY. OH MY GAAAAWD!!!! OH BAAAAAABY!!!!!!!!

I feel his warm foamy seed spilling into me as his body jerks with ejaculation. His soft moans in my ear send delicious chills down my spine. He is totally spent as he collapses on top of me. I bask in the warmth of his body as it covers mine. I hold him tight to my chest. I don’t want to let go. I clench my inner pelvic muscles to hold him inside me longer. It feels so good to be locked together like this. How can I let go? But I know dawn is upon us and we must part.

I feel his sweet lips once again on mine as he gives me a tender passionate kiss. I hear him whisper again in my ear. I feel the weight of his body disappear from mine. I roll onto my side and drift off into blissful sleep. I love my erotic dreams of forbidden passions with him. I slip into a deep sleep with a contented smile on my lips.

I awake with a start in the morning, remembering the night of hot steamy sex with him. Then I realize it was only a dream as I let out a sigh. I reach down between my legs and feel the sticky residue of our coming together. I gasp as I wonder how did this happen and was it real or imaginary? Will I ever know the truth? Will my fantasy man invade my dreams again tonight? I can only wait until the darkness descends once again to find out.

Forced by the Police

Driving home from the party, I was lost in thought at how nice the evening had been. It took a moment for me to realize the noise I was hearing was that of a police siren. Glancing up in my rearview mirror, I then saw the flashing blue lights. Several thoughts went through my mind as I slowed my car to the side of the deserted road. I was safe as far as a DUI was concerned, as I had been drinking ice water at the party. I did not think I had been exceeding the speed limit. I know I had made all the appropriate stops at the previous lights and stop signs. I had no clue as to why I was being stopped.

The officer behind the blinding light approaching my car would soon answer my questions. As the dark form neared my door, I reached over to get my registration and dig my license out of my purse. Having had several tickets, I was all too familiar with the drill. I was quite startled when the officer ignored my paperwork and requested I step out of my vehicle.

“Is there a problem, Officer?” I asked politely.

He merely repeated his request to step out of the car. This had never happened to me before, but I did as he asked. I was then told to face the car, put my hands on the hood, and spread my feet. This was too much.
“Officer, is this really necessary?” I asked.

He told me it was simply procedure and if I complied, it would make his job easier. As much as I wanted to turn around and give him a piece of my mind, I decided to go along and just get it over with as quickly as possible. Standing out in the night air in my skimpy little black party dress, thigh highs and heels was becoming somewhat uncomfortable.

The officer began to pat me down. He started with my shoulders. I could feel he had very large, powerful hands from his first touch. He slowly worked his way over the bare skin on the tops of my arms and came back toward my body on the under sides. I began to shiver, unsure if it was the wind or the touch of his hands. He then proceeded down under my arms to my sides. Reaching his hands around the front of my body, he ran his hands over my breasts. His hands lingered on my breasts for longer than I felt appropriate for a simple pat down.

Maybe I just imagined what happened next, but I would have sworn it felt like he actually cupped my breasts in his hands before they headed down my torso. I was grateful for the fact that it was as dark as it was because I could feel my face redden. My nipples were hardening through the sheer fabric of my cocktail dress. Again, I thought to my self, was it the night air or his touch causing this reaction. My thoughts were confirmed by his next move. His hands were now on my hips and I was certain he was applying more pressure than necessary. If there was any doubt left, it was soon gone by what happened next. His hands worked their way down to my ass and I could feel him begin to squeeze my ass in his strong hands. I was so stunned, and speechless, but I was quickly brought out of my stupor when his hands went under my short dress and began to massage my ass.

“Please don’t do that!” I said with a rather loud voice.

I tried to move, but his hands on my ass held me firmly in my place.

“Miss, if you do not cooperate I will consider you to be resisting an officer and be forced to take appropriate measures to subdue you”.

My mind began to whirl. I was not sure what his intentions were, but I knew this was far from a routine traffic stop. By now, I had gone from being puzzled to being down right scared. I also had another incredibly odd feeling mixed with my fright. I was getting aroused. When I felt his hands slip around to the front of my body under my dress, we both discovered at the same time that during the course of his “pat down” my pussy had become wet. His fingers were slowly working themselves between my quivering lips toward my wetness. I could not believe my ears when I heard myself let out a small moan of pleasure.

He brought his body closer to mine. So close, I could feel his erect cock digging into the small of my back. My senses returned and in an instant, I went from being scared to being terrified. I removed my hands from the top of my car and attempted to turn around, but he was much faster and much stronger. He now had hold of both of my arms with one hand as the other disappeared, only to reappear with a set of handcuffs. In a split second, he had snapped the cuffs on me as I struggled to free myself from his grasp.

“Miss, I warned you earlier to cooperate. I suggest you calm down and let me finish”, he said as he spun me around so I was now face to face with him. He was a very large man, with a grin on his face and a huge bulge in his uniform pants. As he gazed into my eyes, with a smile he said, “Now Miss, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either way I’m going to enjoy it.”

By now, I was panic-stricken. I could feel my heart beating a mile a minute. I fought with the handcuffs, but it was of no use. I was completely helpless at this point and we both knew it. I stopped struggling and stood there, resigned to the fact there was nothing I could do to free myself.

“So, I see we have chosen the easy way”, he purred with a smug grin.

With that, he knelt on the ground in front of me. One hand pushed my legs apart as the other lifted the flimsy fabric of my dress. Completely exposed and helpless to stop him, he began to run his hands slowly up my inner thighs. He hesitated at the top of my thigh high stockings and looked up at me to say, “These things certainly are convenient, aren’t they?”

His right hand went toward my pussy as his left went through my legs and cupped my ass cheek. With his thumb, he began to massage my clit as his other hand cupped and uncapped my ass. As terrified as I was, I could feel my pussy getter wetter and wetter. One part of me was afraid while another part of me was becoming incredibly aroused. He inserted one of his large fingers into my now soaking pussy.

“Oh babe, just how I like it. Nice and tight”, he moaned appreciatively.

He started to finger fuck me. I could feel my body begin to move in time with his finger. This was unreal. I was beginning to enjoy it! As if reading my mind, he whispered up to me, “That’s it babe, just relax and don’t fight it.” He leaned his head forward, stuck out his tongue, and started lapping my pussy like a puppy dog. For several minutes, this went on. Sucking and licking with his tongue while continuing to finger fuck me. God, this was feeling good. I shut my eyes and leaned back on my car. His pace and intensity quickened and before I knew what was happening my body erupted in orgasm. I could feel cum running out of me and onto his face and fingers. As he began to stand up, I caught a glimpse of his face in the moonlight. He was still grinning, but now his grin was covered with my cum.

“My turn”, was all he said as he unzipped his uniform pants. I was startled, but not surprised by what he removed. His cock, like the rest of his body was very large and quite thick. With his hand, he guided it toward my cum soaked pussy. He slid the head up and down the outer rim of my hole, getting it wet and ready for penetration. He proceeded to do the same with all 8 inches or more of the thick shaft, until I could see it glistening in the moonlight.

“I hope you like it rough, babe”, he grunted as he thrust himself into me. My pussy was full and I looked down to see he was not even halfway inside yet. Before I knew what was happening he yelled out, “Ready or not, here I come” as he rammed home the second half of his manhood. An indescribable feeling washed over my body - excruciating pain mixed with intense pleasure. He started to fuck me as if no one had fucked me before. Fast, hard, steady pounding. I attempted to shield my ass with my restrained hands as we banged into the side of my car. He was moaning, grunting, and making noises that were almost animal like. He kept this up for a good twenty minutes.

Just when I thought he could not fuck me any harder, his pace quickened and his cock penetrated me even deeper. I knew he was almost ready. I could feel his cock become tense. The muscles in my pussy tightened around him. I too, was on the verge. Suddenly he screamed out, “Now Babe, Now!” With that, we both exploded in mutual, intense orgasm. I felt his wet, hot sticky cum shoot deep into the recesses of my pussy. Followed quickly by another load and then another. With a final grunt and thrust, he emptied the last of his cum deep inside of me. We both fell against the car. Both of us completely spent by our savage and carnal coupling. After taking a minute to catch his breath, he spun me around and unlocked my shackled hands. In silence, we both took a moment to readjust our clothing.

As he headed back to his cruiser, he turned to me and said, “Miss, this was just a warning. Next time I might not be so lenient”.