DESIRE ... .better known as agony ... Love is soft and hard at the same meter. Like water, It is soothing and refreshing, But who can withstand the raging flood.

God Jeanie is persistent. Jennifer ca n't believe she let her convince her to even do this. Jennifer pulled up to
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The Abacus is known for a fabulous meal, Abacus is the flagship for epitomizing relaxed, very well dining. The eating house 's reputation is for signature tune menus, encompassing wine-coloured list and custom-crafted cocktails, plus a James face fungus nominating speech for avail. At Abacus, they cultivate an environment that revolves around people and their relationship to food. It's a civilization of celebrating the uniqueness of constituent, guests and staff—from the valets, hosts, servers and chefs alike. Together, the experience transcends the middling dining experience to truly remarkable. In this second Jennifer is stunned. This is the fifth blind date Jeanie has set up for her in the finale six hebdomad. How can she explain that no issue how nice a guy is, she just not going to be interested ? The type of men she is occupy in do n't go on blind dates. She certainly does not bed a guy that can afford this restaurant.

The hostess led her to a private room near the back where it is quiet down and dimmer lighting suggesting that this arena is for engagement or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to count at me. In her mind this is a hopeless evening. She thought she knew exactly how this would go, pleasantly boring conversation, I 'd order a salad to show her exquisite feminine room, I would insist on paying, we 'd go abode and never speak to each other again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my face. She can secern something is different about me. There is a sort of amused longanimity etched into my case. My strikingly rugged case and expensive clothes, she noticed only after she studied my expression. There was something remarkably comrade about the tight smile on his lips and the savvy in his middle. Then it struck her, she recognized her own formula in mine. I also was dreading this date ; as if I knew it would never mould between us ... there Is no hope. I spoke and broke her out of her minute of study, `` John. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to meet you. How are you ? '' `` Just fine. '' Already an sticky silence ... not a full sign for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a slight preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you eff Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the side, as if not fully understanding the doubt, `` I 'm her friend. Did she not say you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be true you 're the twenty percent blind particular date she 's set me up with recently, so I may take in cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` dungaree can be persistent. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell apart you, you have high touchstone to hold up up to. '' She chuckled, how alike Jeanie. She took a intimation to bulge speaking again, but I cut her off. `` mind, you seem like a skillful young adult female Jennifer, but we just are n't meant for each other. '' She blew out the air she had sucked in in a seeing red. What am I not pretty enough ? He does n't even know me. The confusion and pain of rejection is pass on her face because I immediately tried to explain myself. `` It 's really not you. You seem genuinely very nice. It 's me. I have some very particular oddities that well-nigh womanhood can not stand even the thinking of. '' What on dry land could he intend ? I continue on, `` but that 's no grounds for us not to have a nice eventide together and maybe even turn friends for Jean 's sake. '' Jennifer narrowed her eyes at me, `` What kind of curio ? '' No point in beating around the chaparral. I sat back in my seat and a little storm by her dullness. I pause for a consequence, considering whether or not to separate her something then just came correctly out and said it, `` intimate oddment. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder to ask our drink orders. I seen the server coming and shared my bit of data just then on purpose. To give way her clip to process.

But the joke is on me. She is no stranger to `` sexual oddities, '' in fact `` sexual oddities, '' were some of her favourite pastimes. She decided to play dumb and see if she could count on out exactly what I was into. She let her facial expression brighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 shade of silver grey ? '' pretending to be a fan girl of the most Holocene raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in exasperation. I 'm surely the inaccuracies and pitiable depiction of BDSM in that record book repel me as mad as it drove her. She let a small grinning weirdo across her lips while my center were closed, but hid it again as soon as I opened them. `` Yes and no, Jennifer. Now, this is not selective information that I want shared. '' I paused for her agreement to keep my secret. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a hundred buck bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a dominant like the character in that Bible, but that part is a horrifying representation of what my sexual lifestyle is about. I 'm sure that you 're not interested in hearing about my sex life the first meter we 're meeting over dinner, I just wanted to explain why I ca n't follow up on you. The kind of sex I have is very particular and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just hold a pleasant eve and part as friends. ''

Jennifer is truly interested now. Not only is this blind escort someone that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was form, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and most probable a very trade good snap, I 'm also a intimate dominant. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't require to derive right out and say 'Hey that 's convenient become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did desire me to watch her as having electric potential. She decided to encounter a short with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in commons. Jeanie actually got this set up right. We genuinely laughed at each other 's gag, found we watched the same TV shows and got along very well. Throughout the Nox however, She keeps dropping little hints to preserve me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her gaze down to the table often, she leaned forward onto the table letting her deal rest in prayer position, when the waiter came to the tabular array with our admission I asked, `` You ordered the broiled Gallus gallus right ? '' and she replied with a comical, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my center flit to her face then down as if embarrassed by a thought. She is a little loud, very loquacious and to the highest degree of all not slavish. And it worked out wonderfully. I 'm getting to know her, the daily vanilla extract side of meat of her ... and she got to know my daily vanilla face as well. Jennifer is having the best time she has had in month. As dinner is winding down the server came over and she instructed him to take us separate stop. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a appointment then there is no understanding for you to pay for me. To be honest it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a date I do n't care the estimation of a man having to pay for dinner anyway. I ate, just like you did and this is not the 1950 's where women did n't work or did n't form decent money working. I get paid quite adequate to afford my own dinner. '' My human face is heedful as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a niggling sexist of me to assume that you should have got to pay, and it 's a trivial sexist of you to assume that I ca n't or do n't desire to pay. '' My hands went up in licking, `` Fair enough. I 'm glad denim set us up, I really think we could be great friends. '' On our way out to the parking lot I knew this was my lowest chance to bring up that not all hope is lost between us. `` So you never asked me about mine. '' She said. I looked puzzled and asked, `` Your what exactly ? '' She grinned mischievously, `` My intimate oddities. Does n't everyone have at to the lowest degree some ? '' Surprise crossed my face, `` Not many womanhood would want to babble out about sex on the first particular date. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulder joint nonchalantly, `` I only mentioned it because our sexual crotchet actually work quite well together. '' We are nearing her car and I asked, `` How do you mean ? '' `` well, '' She started, `` I happen to love being the submissive partner in relationships. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her book binding to her car, stepping airless to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you have factual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man thirty two yr erstwhile then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' long turncock with the thickness of a coke can ? '' My face is just inch from hers and my eyes meant business. Her breath caught in her pharynx and she only just managed to squeak out, `` no ... '' My eyes are heated and yet cold and hard. I ask in a very level and controlled vocalization, `` Is that form of relationship something you would be worry in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and close physical law of proximity is derailing her flirty and mischievous plan. She feels the hotness of my body but I was n't quite touching her. She managed to whisper, `` yes ... '' again. Quick as lightening I grabbed her wrist, firmly yet gently. I lowered my forehead until it almost is touching hers, my grimace ... my back talk not quite touching hers, `` Yes, what ? '' I asked. She grinned and murmured, `` Yes Sir, '' tipping her face up for a kiss. Instead I took a step away from her, allowing her to realize that her trunk is leaning against the car. As she peeled her body away from the cold metal I instructed, `` Put your leftovers in your car. '' She took a breath and squared her shoulders. The thrill of following club hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her food on the passenger rear end. I closed the room access and pulled her away from her car toward a bar across the street. As we stepped off the bridle into the road I moved my hand to the low of her spinal column. Instantly she feels a change semen over her ; she stood straighter, her pelvis swayed more, her shoulder joint were back and her head is held high-pitched. Amazing the alteration that one soupcon in the right property could have. The bar is loud and wide-cut of kids barely old enough to be there ... some may not bear even been 21. This did not at all seem like my scene and it certainly was n't hers. We paused at the entrance as I scanned the elbow room for seating. I lead her to the back corner of the bar where there was a tiny kiosk with only one English of seating and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her head no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my swallow. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't question me. `` White wine ? '' I asked. `` White wine is better than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the table making my way up to the bar. I did n't slide in and around the crowd like she would have, rather as the college educatee saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely sexy to watch, students parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar tender look for wine bottles and chuckling when someone plopped down next to her. In the back corner of the bar it could n't feature been by mistake. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly inebriated frat boy and immediately backed as far away from him as she could in the booth. `` Hii tthere child doll, '' his speech was slurred and he was clearly trying to get favorable tonight judgment by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her immediate reception and overwhelming need to be civilised kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any sort of response beyond him staring at her tit she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have friends here ? '' `` Friends ! '' he shouted raising the spyglass of beer in his manus, clearly calling out to individual and not answering my question. Faintly across the bar she heard a radical of masses respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the friend, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his hand to point at me, `` that I could n't see your titties, but I, '' he paused to subscribe a deep hint, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sweetened beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to back further into the midget booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your acquaintance are right. '' He reached over with a beer still in his script, `` No, see, if we just get this button out of here ... '' She grabbed at his hands to contain him just as she hears my reassuringly angry interpreter, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my voice made the frat boy jump and spillway beer down her top. As soon as frat boy saw me, he stood as good as he could. `` Sorry man, did n't live this missy was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very bibulous way and started to move back toward his booster. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said in a calm and dangerously quiet voice that carried over the noise of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a fair sex again. Do you understand me ? '' The frat boy looked rightfully petrified and just nodded his head. I let him go gently and the boy practically ran away. She turned to her and asked, `` Are you alright ? '' She took a breath ; she had n't realized that she had been holding it. I exhaled quickly, `` Oh, him ? He 's harmless, I 've seen worse. '' She frantically started wiping the beer off her top, her adrenaline rushing more that she knew logically was essential. I slide into the booth next to her and with one hand held both of hers still. My other manus went to her face and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the table to get eye contact with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her tabernacle sweetly. `` Okay. '' I sounded reassured. `` tweed vino, '' I announced as I slide a glass over to her. My glass is full moon of Scotch malt whisky. This is dissimilar than the eating house. I 'm unlike. Jennifer is different. We talked openly about what our limits and experiences were. Occasionally she would scan the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would care if they overheard our conversation, but the crowd stayed youth and indifferent to the twosome sitting in the rear niche. I asked her many questions and her responses were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to blow up on something. My dead body language and hers made it very discharge to both of us that this conversation is dissimilar. I had her complete and undivided attention. She sat back in the seat, her consistency feeling minuscule and smaller the longer we talked. When she pulled out her handbag to square off her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll let none of your silly feminism ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly open and leave to pay for yourself, and I respect that, '' I paused, `` put your money away. When we go out I am going to pay for things. You will not feel shamed about spending as much as you want and you will not ask to pay again. ''

She pursed her sass, really wanting to protest but not wanting to advertise me before we even had a stabilise set of rules established. I saw the dismay on her face and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a gentleman ... even if that 's a piddling male chauvinist. '' That got her to grin and nod. I mean what is a Dom/sub relationship if not a little male chauvinist ? We went to her piazza, her body is slender and toned. Her belly is flat and she fits into a size 6. All thing considered, she is a catch. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the living way to go to the kitchen. She reached into the closet for a coffee mugs and look me press up against her. `` Do n't mind me. I 'm just here for the java, '' I teased, rubbing the kickoff of my hard-on against her back. `` You 're disgusting, '' She whispered, she pushed back against me, shoving me away with her hips. `` Aw, '' I said, stepping back up behind her. Then I added, `` It 's about meter you realized that I 'm in instruction here and block up saying no. '' I slide my hand around her waist and dip my fingerbreadth beneath the elastic isthmus of her doll. She just froze as I shoved a finger into her pussy. `` I 've been patient long enough, but my gumshoe 's getting wet one way or another tonight. '' I pushed my finger in deep, curling it so the tip bumped up beside her g-spot, and stood there fingerbreadth fucking her in the kitchen. My hard-on is still rubbing against her, getting larger every second.

'' Mm. Did you wax your pussy just for me ? '' I ask, `` Makes you seem in need of a fuck lesson. Do you postulate someone to teach you how to make a man cum, Jennifer ? '' `` Please, just block off, '' She said again, pushing back against me. It only made me knockout. I abandoned the coffee tree mug that I had clasped in my hand to reach beneath her blouse and cupped one of her boob. I pinched her teat, I kneaded her breast. `` Yummy, '' I whispered into her ear before turning her toward me, unbuttoning her blouse and lowering my mouth to her tit. She reached up to crowd me away, but I would n't budge. `` Get off of me ! '' She cried. I mumbled something against her teat and held her tighter. Her skin tingling under my tongue. I licked and sucked her breasts, gently working one breast then the former breast. My hot backtalk lapping at her tit, which had grown hard at the flick of my tongue.

Then my hired man is firmly gripping her hair, whispering instructions in her ear. A secret just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a unspoilt young woman and you will be rewarded for your obedience. ''
Jennifer nodded just to feel the clout of her head against my hand. She feels her wetness seeping through her panties as she stood on precarious peg against the replication. I grabbed her by the arm and led her back into the sustenance room.
Fiercely, her heart met mine and did not digress as she undid her blouse, exposing the black lace and her full white meat. Her pulse is racing. `` Keep going, Jennifer. You know the rules. '' So stern. So nooky sexy. A hip shimmy and the bird fluttered to the flooring. My eyes widened at her naked pussy, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a step forward, in her bra and stockings, making a motion to participate. I held a hand out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said engage it all off. You can keep the stockings and garter belt ammunition. They please me. '' In a panic, she fumbled with the bra clasp, unhooking it and pulling it away from her small boob. She dropped it on the floor, `` A picayune hasty, though you 're quite obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An strange bit of superbia welled in her chest. `` Bend over the couch. I told you, good missy get rewarded. ''

Already, her head is filling with quiet. No longer concerned with anxiety or mundane chore, I 'm filling her with calmness, through commands and her own pliant, uncoerced answer. A response, in this suit, is to deflect forward over a plush couch, and stick her ass highschool in the air. She gave it a little wriggle for well measure. `` Tell me again what you want. '' She could barely recall what she said at the restaurant. `` I want to be dominated. '' I walked up behind her and ran my fingertips over the curve of her ass. She squirmed and her voice got huskier, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, hard. She bit her lip to keep from crying out in the finis piddling duds of desire she had to keep up control. `` I want to be claimed and - '' Another spank. Her voice quieter. Meeker. `` Owned. I want to be owned, sir. '' I cupped her pussy, sliding a finger's breadth between the lips. `` Judging by how much of a wet little jade you are, I think there 's more that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to have it off. I want you to bed me. '' The lastly few condemnation tumbled out in a poverty-stricken kick. She hears me slip my belt out of my trouser, and a zipper from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hand down her backbone. Without warning, I shoved my cock inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, bounteous than she is used to, certainly. `` Owwwwww. '' The speech sound left her back talk as she flinched, feeling my hardness enter her deepest recesses. I filled every inch of her, satisfying that deep ache she has had between her pegleg since the night began. She hears me mutter `` oh piece of ass '' as I begin to stuff into her slowly, giving her body time to suit my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` delight ... Sir Thomas More ... More ... please ... Do n't stop ... nooky me ... Please sleep with me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness glossy down her thigh, increasing my step at her incoherent urging and my penury. She reached between her peg and flicked her clit back and Forth River, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from behind. Forceful, rich push that pressed her thigh against the book binding of the sofa, and bounced her knocker back and forth. I grabbed her fuzz roughly, arching her book binding towards me, saying `` You are mine. semen, make out for me. Be a upright female child and come for me. '' In my masochistic cloud nine, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to go on my footstep with her articulatio coxae, pressing back against me at the deepest peak of my intemperate strokes inside her, but lost out to my frenetic rhythm and her fingerbreadth on her clit. She tightens around me suddenly, crying out, lost to waves of pleasure, jerking her hips uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a groan, spill my hot white cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her tegument. I led her to lay down on the sofa, where I enveloped her in my arms, more tenderly than she honestly would ingest expected. I kissed her on the forehead and said with a smile `` I 'm not done with you yet. ``

Two hr later I caught her in the kitchen again, to her repulsion, her soundbox begins to respond to my touch again. Her snatch showtime aching for my huge cock instead of my index fingerbreadth. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and dove my hand back into her snatch. Her slick down succus dripped with each thrust of my hired hand, which made it easy to slide in a s finger and then a tierce. Her mind is screaming no, but her body has begun to melt again. I tease and rub her clit with my thumb while my fingers stroke inside her pussy. She feels wake starting to flux through her and she tries to seize onto the counter to steady herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my fingers out of her pussy and collapse her clit a hard touch. She winces and whine, but I slap my pussy soaked paw over her mouth. `` hold quiet, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the counter and skid my fingers into her mouth. She sucks her sweet pussy succus off of each finger like I had sucked her breast. She ca n't consider how stirred up she has become again ! She lifted her ass up, humping me through our wearing apparel. We stood there for a moment. I have one hand on her back, holding her against the return top, and the other in her mouth. I rub my clothed dick against her and she sucked my finger's breadth. Her eubstance tingling and heated up again. No man has ever aroused her like I have tonight.

He really is going to do this again, she thought. She has never been fucked more then once during a nighttime. Her body is begging for my rock hard stopcock. After all, I had let go of her, but she had n't tried to get away. Still, her mind kept screaming that this should n't be happening again. `` Do n't do this ... I have never been fucked twice in one night. '' She pleaded between moan, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my fist in her hair and pull her head back against my shoulder, pinning her tighter against me, `` Do n't act like you do n't want this. I feel how wet you are—how your greedy pussy begs for my prick. I fuck a woman usually three or four times during the night. '' I tangle my finger into her hair, pulling her head back and glided my tongue into her subject sassing. She does n't know why she did it, but she closed her back talk around mine and kissing me, hard and begrime, until she had to block up and puff for breath. `` You are just delicious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the counter top. Her nipples pressed against the insensate roofing tile, sending a shiver through her. Her stimulation is hot, prickling her dope. She whimpers again, asking me to hold back, but it did n't do any secure. Jennifer is n't certain she meant it anyway. I lifted up the cover of her shirt, pushing her panties aside, and press the tip of my cock against her opening. I held tightly onto her hips, sliding my cock up and down her slit, making sure it is well lubricated with her lust. I tease her clitoris with the school principal of my rooster until she just ca n't stand it anymore.

'' Please, '' She whispers. `` please what ? '' I said, amusement in my voice. `` Please. Just put it in. '' She said in little more than a murmur. `` What do you want ? I could n't quite try you, '' I mocked. `` Just put it in ! '' She said as loud as she dared, `` Please ! '' `` Like this ? '' I ask, pushing into her hot hungry cunt. I held her against the counter as I dip my cock just barely past her twat lips and pull back out. I did this a few metre, never going any deeper than an inch. She tried to ram herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just fuck me already ! I want you to have intercourse me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd come around. '' I grunted ramming the entire length of my cock into her pussycat. She nearly screamed, but my fingers were back in her mouth, chocking back her sobs. I 'm so much heavy than any cock she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it feel so serious. I begin fucking her, behind and deep, rubbing up against her g-spot with each thrust. It did n't take long before she feels the tingling paste through her and knew she is about to cum. Her twat starts contracting around my pecker and she pushes back against me as I slam into her. She feels her sexual climax hit, radiating throughout her body, and she fumbles to steady herself against me. The heat of her coming enveloping her and she collapses on the riposte top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get closely, '' I grunted. Her snatch trembling, the rapture fading a petty with each pulse. She whimpers again, pushing back against my inclemency.

'' You 're a hungry little thing, are n't you ? '' I said with a sneer, `` I better fill you up. '' I start to speed up, hammering my prick into her dripping wet pussy. I spread her legs wide, my egg slapping against her clitoris. She feels me originate to tighten. `` Oh, God ! He is going to cum inside me. '' She is n't on any birth command. She ca n't let me cum inside of her ! `` No ! '' She begged, `` Cum in my sass. Let me suck you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to suck my peter ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to taste you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to lap up my pussy juice off of your cock. Please ! Let me get on my knees and suction you. Just please do n't cum inside my kitty-cat ! '' I reach down and bulge flicking her clitoris and rolling it between my thumb and digit. My cock is still rubbing her g-spot and since her terminal orgasm had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her purulent tightens around my cock and she ca n't help but fight back against me. `` You want to soak up me ? '' I begin, `` Well, darling, I imagine you 'll be doing a lot of that from now on. '' With that, I pushed into her to the hilt and shot a heavy load of cum into her puss. Her orgasm intensified and she milked me dry. Every pearl of my cum is filling her up. What 's worse is that she loves it ! At that moment she knew she would admit me to exploit her lust any time I wanted. Once I 'm finish, I pull out of her and flip her over. My cum starts to trickle out of her pussy lips.

She is flushed from her foreland to her toes. I pull her close for a deep, passionate kiss, my tongue continuing the Assault I had just had against her trunk. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to take advantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her teat one in conclusion hard pinch and zipped up my pants. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hall. Jennifer just stood there in complete disarray, my cum dripping out of her abused pussy .