Reality weighed heavy on her shoulders. She wanted release from the mundane. She wanted hard, hot, penetrating sex. She knew the perfect candidate, someone capable of fucking the frustration right out of her over and over. There was a chemistry between her and the man who lived downstairs. He smiled at her each time she walked by and she could feel his piercing stare gliding down her back and landing on her firm arse every time she ascended the stairs to her apartment. Today there would be no fucking around, she wanted to be taken without a second thought. As she entered the building their eyes met just like they did ever afternoon but this time there was a hunger, an urgency. As if by instinct he pushed open his apartment door and motioned for her to enter. The door slammed shut behind them. There were no words to be spoken. They both knew exactly why and how this was going to play outā¦ or so she thought. He took her bag from her hand and carefully placed it on the table. He slowly and surely unbuttoned her blouse making sure to keep eye contact. Her breath started to hasten as he unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She wasnāt sure why he was taking such care, she wanted to be fucked senseless, now! He took her hand and sat her on the bed, kneeling before her he removed her black high heels. Wanting things to move quicker, she reach back to unhook her red laced bra. As swiftly as a starving animal snatches his prey, he grabbed her wrists and bound them together tightly behind her. The yelp of shock that escaped her lips pierced the silence. āTonight you are mine to do with as I pleaseā, he whispered in her ear as he produced a blade from his pocket slicing her bra to expose her large, supple breasts. A pulse of excitement sped through her veins like a drug. She wanted him bad. She arched her back willing him to put her breasts to his mouth. He ran his blade over her nipples triggering them to become erect. He applied just enough pressure to the blade to leave scratches down her stomach and with a flick of his wrist he sliced through her panties to reveal her moist, glistening pussy. āStand Upā, he commanded. She complied and with forceful hands he pushed her stomach down on the bed and used her torn panties to tie her legs to the posts in a spread position. āWhat the fuck?ā, she questioned. Suddenly she felt the sting of a crop whipping her ass in retaliation for her blasphemous outburst. Bound and blind folded with silk she lay at his mercy. This wasnāt the hot, heavy interlude she had expected but never the less her body was aching for his hard, smooth cock to thrust deeply into her warm, wet cunt. There was nothing but silence. All she could hear was the blood being driven through her veins by her thumping heart. For what seemed like hours he drove her insane, touching her, teasing her. The only sound in the room was her own gasps and moans of pleasure. She was lost in a world she had never experienced and she liked it here. She wanted to stay and never come down. Her want to be fucked hard and mercilessly had given way to a need to explore every sense her body was capable of. She lay still, waiting for his next touch, her clit was throbbing and she felt her pussy juices drip down her inner thigh. His warm breath touched her wet pussy and she flinched. She held her breath waiting, wanting cravingā¦ āFucking do it, lick me out pleeeeease,ā the voice in her head screamed. She wanted to grab his head, grind and ride his face but she was bound tight. Without warning he slid two fingers into her tight little pussy. A rush of breath exited her lips and landed with a primal scream. He penetrated her deeply over and over, harder and faster. His tongue explored her arsehole as he continued to violate her cunt. With an almighty rush, her head spun as she climaxed over his fingers. His thick probing fingers continued to thrust, forcing her body to shudder. An unfamiliar, guttural moan unlike anything she had heard fell from her mouth as she squirted her juices over his shirt. Removing his juice laden fingers from deep inside her throbbing pussy, he placed them into her mouth, he whispered, āGood girl, taste itā. She lay motionless and breathless as he gently untied her. He removed her blindfold but her eyes stayed closed. She could feel him fussing over her, wiping the sweat from her body with a warm wet cloth but she didnāt react, she couldnāt. Her mind was lost somewhere between ecstasy and exhilaration. She had never felt so adored, revered and peaceful in her whole entire existence. With him stroking her hair, reality started to filter into her conscious mind. Her eyes flickered open, she saw her clothes laid out neatly beside her on the bed and a tall glass of orange juice on the table. As she dressed, she smiled to herself. She honestly had never felt so beautiful and attractive as she did now. "And he didnāt even fuck you", she thought to herself as she giggled out aloud. As she sipped her orange juice they caught each otherās gaze. "Well umm that wasnāt what I expected", she beamed. "Iāve been watching you arrive home stressed, uptight and alone for weeks. I didnāt give you what you wanted but I did give you everything you needed girl", he grinned. Written by Little Red Devil
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