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Jenny

This is what I live for. This amount of energy and lust, buzzing all around me. I hold Brook’s hand as we travel through the mounds of horned-up partiers. I can see she is a bit uneasy, but I’m sure once she gets a few drinks in her, Grandma Brook will loosen the fuck up. The smell of weed brings a gleeful smile to my face as I inhale it deeply. I take in as much smoke into my lungs as I can. This is freedom. My soul aches to let loose. Aches to find that hot man from earlier, Dane, and completely ravage the poor guy.

I am so fucking horny. It’s been four months since my last lay and I feel I am on the verge of exploding at even the mere touch of a lustful hand on my flesh. The caress of a nipple. Lips meeting mine. The lick of a warm tongue on my clit. I shake my head to clear my ruffled, sexual thoughts. I know what I am wearing tonight will pique his interest. He will want to rip it off and claim me as his. I hope he uses his teeth.

Ok Jenny, concentrate ...

We make it through the crowd and like an arrow to its target, I see him in the kitchen, sitting up on a counter, a wide bright smile meeting my eyes, his tanned skin gleaming in the black lights. Letting go of Brook’s hand, I sauntered my way over to him. Making sure to sway my hips seductively.

“There you are,” he says playfully as he looks me up and down. “I see you dressed to impress.” He says, giving me a quick wink. I am instantly wet. This man is fucking gorgeous. He looks like a dark god. The god of sex and pleasure just out there waving around a massive steel sword.

Oh, that sword, if I could just. “Soooo,” he says, breaking my thoughts. I hadn’t even noticed I was staring at the outline of his dick through his tight blue jeans the entire time, my mouth watering with anticipation. “My eyes are up here,” He jokes, giving me a wolfish grin, making my cheeks flush quickly.

Finding my strength, I pull myself together and say with a wink, “Well, maybe I wasn’t wanting to look at your eyes.” The smile and shock of my words that went through his expression must have caught him off guard. This boy has no idea who he is dealing with. He has probably never dealt with a woman who was just as forward as he.

“Well then, let me get you a drink.” He jumps down, placing his warm hands on my waist to gently move around me and grabs me a chick beer, popping it open. “If you'd rather, we also have vodka cranberry I can get you.”

I take the drink from him and smile. “No, this is fine.” I take a big swig as a small amount drips off the side of my mouth onto my chest. I instantly feel his gaze on the spilled beer slowly rolling down between my breasts.

I slowly remove the bottle from my lips and tease, “If you want you can lick that up?” Coughing on his drink, he laughs.

“Oh man, you are trouble,” he says as he takes another drink from his red solo cup, his breathing picking up a bit.

“Not trouble, just fun.” I say in a flirty tone.

He looks at me and shakes his head, “Woman, you are gonna give me a heart attack.” I smile at his response. Oh, this guy is fucked. He is all mine. I know I may come off a bit strong, but hey, when I see something I want, I get it. Why mess with pleasantries? We are all animals. I want that release, and I want it from him.

I want those full lips all over my body. I need his large hands on my throat. Taking my breath away with every tight squeeze. I am a black widow that will spin my web and trap him, making sure my strands are wrapped tightly around every inch of his body. I want to devour him. I see him lick his lips, which causes me to bite mine and suck on it. His pupils dilated in response .

Oh yes, come here little bug. Come to me…

“You want to dance?” he asks with a sly smile. Looking up at him, I down the rest of my beer, and then walk over to the lined bar with different kinds of whiskey and vodkas. Grabbing a bottle of Grey Goose, I tip my head back and take a long pull from it, letting the burn slide down my throat and warm my stomach instantly. The bartender huffs as she watches me in disgust.

“Fuckkk, Dollface” I hear him groan from behind me. I set the bottle back down and turned around. “Take it easy, beautiful. Don’t want you getting too wasted.” He says as he wipes a bit of vodka off the side of my mouth with his thumb while he holds my chin. He looks at the upset bartender and gives her a glare. She quickly turns and resumes making drinks for the waiting guests.

I give him an eye roll and reply, “Trust me, I can handle a lot.” He lets out a small huff and shakes his head.

“Whatever you say, Dollface.” Grabbing my hand softly, he leads me to the dance floor.

One of the girls by The Weeknd, pounds from the speakers that surround us. I turn to give him my back and lean into him, feeling his firm grip wrap around my waist while I gently start to grind my hips back and forth on his hard, unforgiving bulge. Lifting his right hand gently, he moves my hair off my shoulder to expose my neck. His soft caress on my skin sends shivers down my spine.

I can feel his hot breath on my neck. No contact, almost as if he is teasing me. Just his heated steam dancing off my flushed flesh. He travels his assault up to my ear. Hovering above my lobe. I have electricity igniting all over my body. My breathing is picking up as my heart starts to pound inside my aching chest.

I angle my neck, so he knows I want him to kiss me. Lick me. Bite me...but he never makes contact. Just lingers above, leaving me wanting. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck, meeting his lust-filled glowing green eyes. “You want to take this up to your room?” I whispered into his ear. I can hear him let out a slight moan as his pants enlarge and push harshly on my stomach.

Oh, he is a big boy. I can feel my wetness starting to soak through my lace panties. His eyes meet mine as he slowly shakes his head back and forth. Ok buddy, two can play this game . I think to myself.

Lifting one eyebrow, I turned back around and continued to grind on him. Grabbing his right hand, I started to move it up my side towards my breast, then back down to tease him. His breathing is starting to grow ragged and quick. I flip my hair and roll my body, touching my hand to the floor, pushing my ass into him slowly. Letting my ass rub and caress his hard cock. I hear him gasp behind me from the sight and teasing motion from my movement.

Grinding back up and lifting myself back to him, I turned around to face his beautiful eyes again. His tongue licks his lower lip as I bite mine. I seductively lean into him, my lips hovering inches from his and then take my tongue and gently lick his upper, quivering lip. My left hand starts to travel down his hard stomach to the top of his pants.

I lightly brush my hand up and down his length on top of his jeans. I start to rub it slowly with my palm. I can feel his body start to shiver and tense on my contact. He lets out a low, animalistic growl.

Quickly, his eyes flicker to mine. “Don’t start this.” He says while removing my hand. His pupils are dilated, making the once forest green eyes look dark as night. I have no idea what he means by that. Don’t start what? Fucking? Before he can open his mouth due to my blank expression, I lunge forward and meet his lips with mine.

He hesitates for a split second then his hands are on the back of my head and aggressively drawing me closer to his mouth. His fingers are wrapped in my hair, pulling intensely. Our bodies are pressed so closely together. Fitting perfectly. Like the missing puzzle piece that finally completes the image.

An explosion erupts inside of me. The kiss makes me dizzy with sensations. His tongue on mine, the way they move so perfectly together. As if made for one another. A hypnotic, deep rhythm. It’s not a kiss I have ever experienced. No this was different. This is what addictions are made of.

The type of high you would kill yourself for. If his kiss is this magical, I can’t imagine what else he is a master at. Moans escape through both our breaths; a feral type of energy starts to take over. I want to rip his damn clothes off! My wetness is starting to seep down my thighs from the sensations of his tongue on mine. His right hand then travels down my back to my ass and grips it tightly. Taking my full cheek into his strong grip.

As my hand starts to travel inside his pants, he pulls away from the kiss. “Not here.” He growls while he grabs my hand and pulls me off the dance floor and up the marble stairs and down the long hall towards his bedroom. Entering his room I see it is large.

Rectangular shaped with long mirrors going down one side of the wall. Massive floor to ceiling windows stand towards the back of the room where the walk in closet connects. Neon purple lights fill the space. An Alaskan king-size bed sits in the center, with a white, goose down comforter and a black leather headboard behind it. I look up and see a mirror on the ceiling that takes up three quarters of the room. So, we like to watch? I think quietly to myself.

Shutting the door behind me, I turn to face him. “A mirror huh? Is that for your pleasure, or hers?” Giving him my sexiest wink and sly smile.

“Both,” he says in a low feral voice. I can feel the heat picking up between my thighs. My breath quickening. Am I nervous? I am never nervous! But this man, he makes me feel like I am his prey. Like I am a lone doe in the middle of a thick wooded forest and a dark wolf is stalking me with his viscous emerald glare. The way he slowly walks towards me, his eyes undressing me. Like I have been caught in his trap.

Oh, but what a hot, sexy trap it is.

When he reaches me, he lifts me up with so much ease. Wrapping my legs around his waist instinctively and carrying me to his bed. He lays me down gently on my back. His muscular arms held him up just above me. I can see the definition of every muscle as he flexes above me.

The glow of the lights makes his teeth even brighter as he smiles at me. Looking like I am his next meal. Leaning down, he takes his tongue and licks my collarbone, sending a low moan out of my parted lips. The heat from his caress sends goosebumps down my arms and thighs. My head is tingling from the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

“Mmm, you taste like strawberries, Dollface,” he says as he starts to trail his tongue up my neck to my ear. My body starts to shake from the sensations racking up my spine.

His lips meet mine once again and our kiss deepens. The intensity increases as our tongues ignite the flames once again. Burning with waiting pleasure. My hands shoot up and start to pull off his white tank top, exposing his perfectly sculpted chiseled abs and v-line. He has a dark little happy trail that goes from his belly button to under his pants.

I can’t breathe when I look at him, as if he has taken my life force away. He is the most beautiful man I have ever laid my slutty little eyes on. I almost don’t even know how to act. Like this is the first time. The first time an encounter like this has actually meant something to me. The first time I feel like I actually care.

As if he can sense my thoughts, he leans in and says, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever fucking seen. From the moment I laid my eyes on you by your car, I knew I was going to make you mine and no one else's..” I exhale as if my soul is leaving my body. Remembering the first time I also noticed him. Wanting him just as badly.

Taking the bottom of my dress, he slowly lifts it to my waist and then up and over my head, exposing my red lace thong and matching bra. He lets his eyes roam my body with a low, feral moan escaping his lips.

“You are fucking perfect.” He says through gritted teeth. Taking his fingers, he slides them up the sides of my thong then pulls them down off my legs, letting my black stilettos move right through. Taking my thong, he places the soaked fabric into his mouth and starts to suck on it while he gently starts to rub and pinch my wet clit with his index finger and thumb. I feel my heat start to drip down the sides of my thighs.

I grind my hips up to meet his touch, my nipples hardening as I start to moan in pleasure while biting my lip. Throwing my thong on the ground, he takes his fingers and places them under my ass, bringing me towards him.

“You taste like fucking honey, Dollface.” He says while licking his lips, “Now I want to bury my tongue into that pretty little pussy of yours and drink every last drop of you.” My body is on the brink of explosion from his confession.

He leans over and starts to lick and tug at my pearl with long lapping and nipping motions. My body starts to tense, and a fire starts to burn inside my stomach. He glides his tongue down and then buries it into my heat. His tongue roughly and dominantly licks the insides of my velvety walls, taking every inch he can while his fingers start to rub and tease my clit.

I watch in the reflection of the mirror as he devours me. His back muscles flexing around me as if my tiny body is being taken by a mighty warrior. I release, sending that final burst of explosions inside my body from just the sight of him. The orgasm screams through every inch of me.

I let out a forceful moan calling his name, “Oh, Dane.” As he continues to moan and devour my pussy as I cum inside his mouth. Once my body settles, he looks up at me with a devilish smile on his sopping wet lips.

“Fuck, Dollface, you are so wet for me,you like when I fuck your pussy with my tongue?” He says while he looks up to meet my eyes .I nod my head at his vulgar words. “Do you want me to fuck that sweet pussy now?” He asks as my body starts to hum in excitement at the thought of him filling me. I nod my head and lick my lips in response.

“Yes,” I say through gritted teeth, a low feral rasp surrounding my words. I want to devour this man. I want him to rail me so hard I see the stars. I want him to fill every inch of my body with his cum. He kisses and nips my stomach, then climbs off the bed, heading over to his dresser. He opens the bottom drawer and pulls something out.

“You like to play, Dollface?” he asks with his back facing me before turning back around.

“What are we playing?” I ask nervously as I push myself up to look at him. What was this man about to do? Play some video games or some shit? Usually, I am the one in control. And games, I have never done that. Making his way over to me, he holds out a long black lace with one metal ring on each end.

“Place your hands above your head,” he orders in a low ragged voice, while he climbs back onto the bed and hovers above me. I do as I am told; he then grabs both wrists with one hand and wraps the lace around them in a figure eight like motion, bringing them tighter and tighter together.

Then, after he has my wrists secure, he gets off the bed and grabs both metal rings. I throw my head backwards to see what he is about to do. There is a thick metal chain that hangs in the center of his headboard I hadn't noticed before. It has a clasp on the end that opens and closes.

Dane opens the clasp, then places each ring into it and closes it. I wiggle around as he smiles down at me, unable to move. Then, I noticed him pull the chain tight and set it, so I am locked in place.

“Dane?” I ask with wide eyes.

“Yes, Dollface?”

“What are you going to do?”

He looks down at me again and smiles, “I am going to have full control over you while I fuck you, hard . I think you are the one who is used to having full control while fucking. I am going to change that.” I gulp and start to wiggle again, my wrists starting to ache from the lace that is tight and starting to cut into my heated skin. “The more you move, or fight against it Dollface, the more painful the restraints will become.” Winking at me, he walks to the end of the bed where I lift my head to see what he is about to do.

OMG this is how I die .

I watch him as he goes to the drawer again and grabs out two more items. Lube and a condom. Well, at least he is safe, must not want to kill me then . Another thought rolls through my wrangled, frantic mind. I watch as he starts to unbutton his dark jeans, then slides them off, fully aroused and good god his dick was the largest I have ever seen.

“Oh no, buddy, you will not be able to fit that into me.” I say, as I push my legs together and try to free my wrists, but I am completely stuck. Just suspended here.

“I promise, I will make you only want this cock for the rest of your life. No other dick will ever compare to mine. No dick will ever make you cum as hard as mine. I want to ruin you.” He says as he rolls the condom onto his fully erect member and pours lube all over himself.

He starts to rub his shaft back and forth while staring at my wet heat that is most likely a swamp right now. Getting on the bed, he grabs my thighs and spreads them apart forcefully. Taking his fingers that are already wet from the lube, he rubs them against my pussy, sending shock waves through my body, my traitorous back arching in response.

“That’s a good girl,” he says as he sticks two fingers in deep, then three. The pressure feels so good. I start to moan as I rock my hips back and forth on his fingers, relaxing my arms letting the device hold me up. He then grabs my hips and places my legs around him while he is on his knees, spreading my heat wide open.

“You ready for this cock, Dollface, do you want me to fuck you now?” I shake my head up and down, unable to create words right now. He starts to let the head slip in, as it starts to stretch my pussy open, stinging a little from his thickness.

He is so large I think he will rip me in half. Little by little, he gently presses his dick into me, the sensations have my eyes starting to roll into the back of my head. Then, once he is about halfway in, he thrusts hard, filling me entirely. My body jerks up against the restraints in response.

“Fuuuck!” I say, as my body receives an electric shock up my spine. He is holding my hips so hard that I will definitely have fingertip bruises on them tomorrow. He thrusts deep and fast, causing my head to fall back and body to tense up. I open my eyes to see him fucking me wildly in the mirror above. His beautiful and muscular body railed into mine. His dark grip on my pale flesh. It feels so fucking good.

“Fuuuuck, Jenny, you are so fucking tight and wet. You feel so fucking good. Take this dick. It's made for your pussy.” His words have my head spinning. I feel it again, that burn starting in my stomach and my muscles start to shake with anticipation. “You gonna cum for me again, Dollface? I can feel your pussy clenching around me. Take it all.”

“Yessss.” My words are stuttering out.

Then it hits...that sweet fucking release. I scream in response. I am so full of him, I can hardly contain my body. My entire being shakes and arches from the immense pleasure pulsing through my veins. His hand wraps around my throat as I scream in ecstasy. The pressure of him cutting off my air as I cum, is a high I will never be able to describe.

“That’s it, Dollface, cum on my dick! Cum all over it!” I am sent into outer space, almost blacking out from pure bliss. Then, without warning, he pulls out and flips my entire body around to have me on my stomach. Sending a harsh smack on the back of my ass making me wince and tighten my pussy.

My wrists are still firmly attached, the slight pain from the lace rubbing against my wrists intensifies the pleasure cascading through my body. I have my arms stretched out in front of me. I most likely from this angle probably look like fucking superman flying right now.

He grabs my waists again and thrusts hard back into my quivering wetness. “This is my fucking pussy,” he says with a low growl, I can feel his dick harden more. “Say it, Dollface.”

Looking back behind my shoulder, I lock eyes with him and say, “This is your fucking pussy baby.” Truer words have never left my mouth. His thrusts start to become more feral, becoming faster and frantic. Taking his hand, he wraps his fingers around my neck again and squeezes roughly. His fingers bury themselves into my sweaty waist. I can hear his groans becoming louder and quicker. Every inch of my body is in pure bliss.

I can feel myself about to go over the edge again, that burning starting in my lower half and traveling up my tensing muscles. I scream out his name again as I lose myself on his throbbing member. He releases himself into me, letting our orgasms unite and rip through our bodies at the same time. I can feel him releasing inside me as my body pulsates in response. A loud moan escapes his lips as he leans back, cussing.

“Fuckkkkk..Jennnnny.” With one last final thrust, we both collapse on the bed.