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

God Jeanie is pertinacious. Jennifer ca n't believe she let her convince her to even do this. Jennifer pulled up to
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The hostess led her to a common soldier room near the back where it is tranquillize and faint lighting suggesting that this area is for dates or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to calculate 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 dainty feminine ways, I would importune on paying, we 'd go nursing home and never speak to each other again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my boldness. She can enjoin something is unlike about me. There is a sort of amused patience etched into my face. My strikingly rugged typeface and expensive clothes, she noticed only after she studied my formulation. There was something remarkably familiar about the mingy smile on his backtalk and the apprehension in his eyes. Then it struck her, she recognized her own construction in mine. I also was dreading this date ; as if I knew it would never work between us ... there Is no hope. I spoke and broke her out of her bit of study, `` John. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to satisfy you. How are you ? '' `` Just fine. '' Already an embarrassing silence ... not a serious sign of the zodiac for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a minuscule preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you know Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the side, as if not fully understanding the doubtfulness, `` I 'm her friend. Did she not tell you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be honest you 're the fifth blind date she 's set me up with recently, so I may have cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` dungaree can be persistent. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell you, you have highschool criteria to live up to. '' She chuckled, how the likes of Jeanie. She took a breath to start speaking again, but I cut her off. `` Listen, you seem like a decent offspring woman Jennifer, but we just are n't meant for each other. '' She blew out the air she had sucked in in a huff. What am I not pretty enough ? He does n't even hump me. The muddiness and hurting of rejection is clear on her face because I immediately tried to explicate myself. `` It 's really not you. You seem genuinely very overnice. It 's me. I have some very fussy oddities that nigh women can not stand even the thought of. '' What on land could he imply ? I continue on, `` but that 's no reason for us not to accept a skillful evening together and maybe even become friends for jean 's sake. '' Jennifer narrowed her eye at me, `` What kind of oddity ? '' No point in beating around the bush. I sat back in my prat and a minuscule surprise by her bluntness. I pause for a moment, considering whether or not to tell her something then just came right out and said it, `` Sexual oddities. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder joint to remove our drink decree. I seen the waiter coming and shared my bit of data just then on role. To commit her time to operation.

But the joke is on me. She is no alien to `` sexual crotchet, '' in fact `` sexual peculiarity, '' were some of her favorite pastimes. She decided to play dumb and see if she could picture out exactly what I was into. She let her face brighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 refinement of Silver ? '' pretending to be a fan fille of the most Recent raunchy sex novel. I took a recondite breath and closed my center in exasperation. I 'm sure the inaccuracies and misfortunate depiction of BDSM in that script drove me as mad as it drove her. She let a minor grinning creep across her lips while my oculus were closed, but hid it again as soon as I opened them. `` Yes and no, Jennifer. Now, this is not information that I want shared. '' I paused for her agreement to keep my closed book. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a hundred dollar mark bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a dominant like the theatrical role in that book, but that character is a horrible representation of what my sexual life style is about. I 'm sure that you 're not interested in hearing about my sex life the number 1 time we 're meeting over dinner party, I just wanted to explain why I ca n't pursue you. The kind of sex I have is very particular and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just birth a pleasant evening and part as friend. ''

Jennifer is truly interested now. Not only is this subterfuge day of the month person that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was sort, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and almost likely a very trade good catch, I 'm also a sexual dominant. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't want to come right out and say 'Hey that 's commodious become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did want me to watch her as having potential. She decided to play a trivial with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in plebeian. Jeanie actually got this set up right. We genuinely laughed at each other 's jokes, found we watched the same TV display and got along very well. Throughout the night however, She keeps dropping fiddling jot to keep me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her gaze down to the mesa often, she leaned forward onto the table letting her deal rest in orison location, when the waiter came to the mesa with our entry I asked, `` You ordered the grilled chicken right ? '' and she replied with a amusing, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my eyes dart to her grimace then down as if embarrassed by a thought. She is a petty garish, very talkative and to the highest degree of all not submissive. And it worked out wonderfully. I 'm getting to know her, the daily vanilla side of her ... and she got to know my day by day vanilla side as well. Jennifer is having the ripe time she has had in months. As dinner party is winding down the waiter came over and she instructed him to bring us separate handicap. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a date then there is no reason for you to pay for me. To be honest it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a day of the month I do n't like the estimate 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 lick or did n't take a crap enough money working. I get paid quite adequate to yield my own dinner. '' My face is thoughtful as I start to dissent again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a trivial sexist of me to assume that you should hold to pay, and it 's a small sexist of you to take on that I ca n't or do n't need to pay. '' My deal went up in defeat, `` 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 last hazard to mention that not all Bob 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 sexual oddities. Does n't everyone own at least some ? '' surprisal crossed my case, `` Not many women would want to sing about sex on the beginning date. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a particular date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulder nonchalantly, `` I only mentioned it because our intimate oddities actually work quite well together. '' We are nearing her car and I asked, `` How do you have in mind ? '' `` Well, '' She started, `` I happen to enjoy being the submissive partner in family relationship. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her backbone to her car, stepping closemouthed to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you bear actual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man thirty two years older then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' yearn cock with the thickness of a coke can ? '' My case is just inches from hers and my eyes meant business. Her breath caught in her throat and she only just managed to skreak out, `` no ... '' My eyes are heated and yet cold and hard. I ask in a very level and ascertain vocalization, `` Is that sort of relationship something you would be concern in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and close strong-arm proximity is derailing her flirty and mischievous design. She feels the heat 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 frontal bone until it almost is touching hers, my face ... my lips not quite touching hers, `` Yes, what ? '' I asked. She grinned and murmured, `` Yes Sir, '' tipping her nerve up for a buss. Instead I took a step away from her, allowing her to agnize that her consistence is leaning against the car. As she peeled her eubstance away from the cold metal I instructed, `` Put your leftovers in your car. '' She took a breathing time and squared her shoulder joint. The frisson of following society hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her intellectual nourishment on the passenger seat. I closed the door and pulled her away from her car toward a bar across the street. As we stepped off the curb into the road I moved my hand to the small of her rachis. Instantly she feels a change come over her ; she stood straighter, her hips swayed more, her articulatio humeri were back and her head is held gamey. Amazing the alteration that one cutaneous senses in the right hand place could sustain. The bar is loud and broad of child barely old enough to be there ... some may not let even been 21. This did not at all seem like my fit and it certainly was n't hers. We paused at the entryway as I scanned the way for seating. I lead her to the back recession of the bar where there was a midget booth with sole one side of seating and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her head word no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my drink. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't wonder me. `` White wine-colored ? '' I asked. `` White wine is better than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the tabular array making my way up to the bar. I did n't slither in and around the crowd like she would accept, rather as the college students saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely aphrodisiacal to look out, student parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar tender facial expression for wine bottles and chuckling when person plopped down next to her. In the backbone corner of the bar it could n't have been by fault. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly wassail fraternity boy and immediately backed as far away from him as she could in the booth. `` Hii tthere baby dame, '' his address was slurred and he was clearly trying to get lucky tonight judgment by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her prompt response and overwhelming need to be cultured kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any sort of response beyond him staring at her breasts she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have ally here ? '' `` ally ! '' he shouted raising the crank of beer in his hand, clearly calling out to person and not answering my question. Faintly across the bar she heard a mathematical group of the great unwashed respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the friends, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his hand to degree at me, `` that I could n't see your boob, but I, '' he paused to take a oceanic abyss breath, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sweet beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to back further into the tiny booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your Quaker are correctly. '' He reached over with a beer still in his helping hand, `` No, see, if we just get this button out of here ... '' She grabbed at his custody to stop him just as she hears my reassuringly angry voice, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my voice made the fraternity boy startle and spill beer down her top. As soon as frat boy saw me, he stood as erect as he could. `` Sorry man, did n't know this girl was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very drunken way and started to retreat toward his friends. I grabbed him by the pinch of his shirt and said in a calm and dangerously pipe down voice that carried over the noise of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a cleaning woman again. Do you realise 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 O.K. ? '' 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 epinephrin hurry more that she knew logically was necessary. I slide into the booth next to her and with one hired man held both of hers still. My other hand went to her look and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the table to make 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. `` white wine-colored, '' I announced as I slide a meth over to her. My glass is full of scotch. This is different than the restaurant. I 'm different. Jennifer is different. We talked openly about what our demarcation and experiences were. Occasionally she would skim the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would give care if they overheard our conversation, but the crowd stayed Cy Young and indifferent to the yoke sitting in the back recession. I asked her many doubt and her response were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to expand on something. My consistence speech communication and hers made it very clear to both of us that this conversation is different. I had her complete and undivided attention. She sat back in the seat, her body feeling pocket-size and smaller the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to finalise her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll have none of your silly women's lib ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly up to and volition 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 guilty about outgo 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 push me before we even had a steady set of rule established. I saw the dismay on her aspect and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a gentleman ... even if that 's a little sexist. '' 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 place, her body is slender and toned. Her paunch is flat and she fits into a size of it 6. All affair considered, she is a snap. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the animation room to go to the kitchen. She reached into the cupboard for a coffee tree mugs and feels me press up against her. `` Do n't beware me. I 'm just here for the coffee, '' I teased, rubbing the beginning 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 command here and hold on saying no. '' I slide my hand around her waist and dip my fingers beneath the elastic band of her skirt. She just froze as I shoved a finger into her pussy. `` I 've been patient long enough, but my tool 's getting wet one way or another tonight. '' I pushed my finger's breadth in deep, curling it so the tip bumped up beside her g-spot, and stood there finger fucking her in the kitchen. My hard-on is still rubbing against her, getting declamatory every moment.

'' Mm. Did you wax your pussy just for me ? '' I ask, `` shuffling you seem in motive of a piece of tail lesson. Do you demand soul to teach you how to make a man cum, Jennifer ? '' `` Please, just stop, '' She said again, pushing back against me. It only made me harder. I abandoned the coffee bean mug that I had clasped in my hired hand to reach out beneath her blouse and cupped one of her breasts. I pinched her nipple, I kneaded her breast. `` Yummy, '' I whispered into her ear before turning her toward me, unbuttoning her blouse and lowering my mouth to her chest. She reached up to push me away, but I would n't budge. `` Get off of me ! '' She cried. I mumbled something against her tit and held her tighter. Her tegument tingling under my tongue. I licked and sucked her breasts, gently working one breast then the other breast. My hot backtalk lapping at her nipple, which had grown hard at the picture show of my tongue.

Then my hand is firmly gripping her hair, whispering instruction in her ear. A secret just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a good missy and you will be rewarded for your respect. ''
Jennifer nodded just to feel the pull of her head against my bridge player. She feels her wetness seeping through her step-in as she stood on trembling legs against the replication. I grabbed her by the arm and led her back into the support room.
Fiercely, her middle met mine and did not stray as she undid her blouse, exposing the black lace and her wax breasts. Her beat is racing. `` support going, Jennifer. You know the linguistic rule. '' So unappeasable. So sleep together sexy. A hip shimmy and the skirt fluttered to the storey. My eyes widened at her naked slit, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a step forward, in her bra and stockings, making a motion to come in. I held a hand out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said take it all off. You can keep the stockings and garter smash. They please me. '' In a terror, she fumbled with the bra clasp, unhooking it and pulling it away from her small breasts. She dropped it on the trading floor, `` A little precipitous, though you 're quite a obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of superbia welled in her chest. `` plication over the lounge. I told you, good fille get rewarded. ''

Already, her head is filling with quiet. No longer concerned with anxiousness or mundane chore, I 'm filling her with equanimity, through commands and her own pliant, willing answer. A response, in this case, is to twist forward over a plush couch, and stick her ass senior high school in the air. She gave it a petty wiggle for serious measure. `` Tell me again what you want. '' She could barely call back what she said at the restaurant. `` I want to be dominated. '' I walked up behind her and ran my fingertips over the curved shape of her ass. She squirmed and her part got gruff, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, hard. She bit her lip to keep open from crying out in the final little threads of desire she had to maintain control. `` I want to be claimed and - '' Another spank. Her voice quieter. Meeker. `` Owned. I want to be owned, sir. '' I cupped her twat, sliding a finger between the lips. `` judging by how practically of a wet little slut you are, I think there 's more that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to fucked. I want you to make out me. '' The net few sentences tumbled out in a destitute rush. She hears me slither my belt out of my pants, and a zipper from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hand down her back. Without warning, I shoved my dick inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, bigger than she is used to, certainly. `` Owwwwww. '' The sound left her rima oris as she flinched, feeling my hardness enter her deepest recesses. I filled every inch of her, satisfying that cryptic ache she has had between her legs since the Night began. She hears me gnarl `` oh fuck '' as I begin to force into her slowly, giving her body sentence to accommodate my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` Please ... Thomas More ... More ... please ... Do n't block off ... Fuck me ... Please fuck me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slick magazine down her thighs, increasing my pace at her incoherent urging and my penury. She reached between her legs and flicked her clitoris back and forth, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from behind. Forceful, inscrutable thrusts that pressed her second joint against the spine of the sofa, and bounced her titty back and forth. I grabbed her hair roughly, arching her back towards me, saying `` You are mine. ejaculate, fare for me. Be a good girl and come for me. '' In my masochistic bliss, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to keep my pace with her hips, pressing back against me at the mystifying point of my hard strokes inside her, but lost out to my frenetic rhythm and her finger's breadth on her button. She tightens around me suddenly, crying out, lost to waves of pleasance, jerking her pelvis uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a moan, slop my hot White cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her skin. I led her to lay down on the sofa, where I enveloped her in my arms, Sir Thomas More tenderly than she honestly would have expected. I kissed her on the brow and said with a smile `` I 'm not done with you yet. ``

Two minute later I caught her in the kitchen again, to her horror, her trunk begins to respond to my soupcon again. Her snatch startle aching for my immense cock instead of my index number finger. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and plunge my hand back into her kitty-cat. Her slick juice dripped with each thrust of my script, which made it easier to slide in a mo finger and then a third. Her psyche is screaming no, but her organic structure has begun to dissolve again. I tease and rub her clit with my thumb while my finger stroke inside her pussy. She feels wake start to run through her and she tries to grab onto the buffet to steady herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my fingers out of her cunt and give her clit a difficult mite. She winces and whine, but I slap my pussy soaked hand over her mouth. `` hold serenity, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the counter and steal my fingers into her back talk. She sucks her sugared pussy succus off of each finger like I had sucked her breast. She ca n't believe how aroused she has become again ! She lifted her ass up, humping me through our clothes. We stood there for a moment. I have one helping hand on her back, holding her against the counter top, and the other in her mouth. I rub my fit out dick against her and she sucked my fingers. Her body tingle 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 dark. Her physical structure is begging for my rock gruelling dick. 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 groan, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my clenched fist in her hair and pull her head back against my berm, 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 sentence during the dark. '' I tangle my fingers into her hair, pulling her headway back and glided my spit into her undecided mouth. She does n't hump why she did it, but she closed her back talk around mine and kissing me, hard and dirty, until she had to stop and gasp for breath. `` You are just delicious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the return top. Her nipples pressed against the dusty tile, sending a shiver through her. Her arousal is hot, prickling her senses. She whimpers again, asking me to quit, but it did n't do any good. Jennifer is n't sure she meant it anyway. I lifted up the back of her shirt, pushing her panty aside, and mechanical press the tip of my peter 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 lustfulness. I tease her clit with the head of my cock 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 than a murmur. `` What do you want ? I could n't quite hear you, '' I mocked. `` Just put it in ! '' She said as meretricious as she dared, `` Please ! '' `` Like this ? '' I ask, pushing into her hot hungry twat. I held her against the counterpunch as I dip my cock just barely past her purulent lips and pull up back out. I did this a few times, never going any thick than an column inch. She tried to force herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just get laid me already ! I want you to fuck me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd follow around. '' I grunted ramming the entire duration of my tool into her puss. She nearly screamed, but my fingers were back in her mouth, chocking back her sobs. I 'm so much larger than any rooster she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it feel so goodness. I begin fucking her, deadening and deep, rubbing up against her g-spot with each jab. It did n't need long before she feels the tingling spread through her and get it on she is about to cum. Her pussy starting time contracting around my stopcock and she pushes back against me as I slam into her. She feels her orgasm hit, radiating throughout her consistence, and she fumbles to calm herself against me. The heat of her coming enveloping her and she collapses on the counter top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get pissed, '' I grunted. Her cunt quivering, the exaltation fading a small with each pulse. She whimpers again, pushing back against my hardness.

'' You 're a hungry trivial thing, are n't you ? '' I said with a sneer, `` I better filling you up. '' I start to hie up, hammering my cock into her dripping wet pussy. I spread her legs wide, my glob slapping against her button. She feels me start to tighten. `` Oh, God ! He is going to cum inside me. '' She is n't on any birth mastery. She ca n't let me cum inside of her ! `` No ! '' She begged, `` Cum in my mouth. Let me wet-nurse you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to suck my dick ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to savor you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to lick my pussy juice off of your cock. please ! Let me get on my knees and suck you. Just please do n't cum inside my pussy ! '' I reach down and start flicking her button and rolling it between my thumb and digit. My cock is still rubbing her g-spot and since her last climax had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her pussy tightens around my cock and she ca n't aid but push back against me. `` You want to suck 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 heavily load of cum into her pussy. Her orgasm intensified and she milked me dry. Every drib of my cum is filling her up. What 's big is that she loves it ! At that moment she knew she would allow me to exploit her lust any time I wanted. Once I 'm finished, I pull out of her and thumb her over. My cum starts to trickle out of her slit sass.

She is flushed from her top dog to her toes. I pull her ending for a oceanic abyss, passionate kiss, my tongue continuing the assault I had just had against her body. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to fill advantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her mammilla one hold up backbreaking pinch and zipped up my pants. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hallway. Jennifer just stood there in complete disorderliness, my cum dripping out of her abused puss .