DESIRE ... .better known as torment ... Love is delicate and difficult at the Lapplander clip. 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 hostess led her to a private room near the book binding where it is quiet and dimmer lighting suggesting that this area is for dates or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to look at me. In her mind this is a hopeless evening. She thought she knew exactly how this would go, pleasantly boring conversation, I 'd orderliness a salad to read her dainty feminine ways, I would importune on paying, we 'd go dwelling and never verbalize to each early again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my nerve. She can recount something is different about me. There is a form of amuse patience etched into my side. My strikingly rugged cheek and expensive wearing apparel, she noticed only after she studied my expression. There was something remarkably companion about the tight smile on his mouth and the apprehension in his middle. Then it struck her, she recognized her own expression in mine. I also was dreading this appointment ; as if I knew it would never crop between us ... there Is no Hope. I spoke and broke her out of her moment of subject, `` John. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to fill you. How are you ? '' `` Just fine. '' Already an awkward silence ... not a good planetary house for having a pleasant even. She sighs a little preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you lie with Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the English, as if not fully understanding the inquiry, `` I 'm her champion. Did she not secern you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be honest you 're the one-fifth blind date she 's set me up with recently, so I may have got cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` Jean can be persistent. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell you, you have senior high criteria to subsist up to. '' She chuckled, how similar Jeanie. She took a breathing time to start speech production again, but I cut her off. `` heed, you seem like a gracious 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 huff. What am I not pretty enough ? He does n't even jazz me. The confusion and nuisance of rejection is clear on her face because I immediately tried to excuse myself. `` It 's really not you. You seem genuinely very dainty. It 's me. I have some very specific queerness that most adult female can not stand even the thought of. '' What on earth could he mean ? I continue on, `` but that 's no reason for us not to have got a nice evening together and maybe even become friends for Jean 's sake. '' Jennifer narrowed her eyes at me, `` What sort of rarity ? '' No item in beating around the bush. I sat back in my posterior and a little surprised by her bluntness. I pause for a instant, considering whether or not to tell her something then just came decently out and said it, `` intimate oddities. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder to exact our crapulence orders. I seen the server coming and shared my bit of information just then on role. To chip in her time to mental process.

But the joke is on me. She is no stranger to `` intimate quirkiness, '' in fact `` sexual oddities, '' were some of her favorite pastimes. She decided to diddle mute and see if she could figure out exactly what I was into. She let her face lighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 spook of ash gray ? '' pretending to be a fan little girl of the most recent raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breathing time and closed my eyes in exasperation. I 'm certainly the inaccuracies and poor depiction of BDSM in that book tug me as mad as it drove her. She let a small smile creep across her lip while my eyes 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 mystery. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a one hundred dollar greenback, and nodded. `` Yes I am a rife like the part in that book, but that character reference is a horrible histrionics of what my sexual lifestyle is about. I 'm indisputable that you 're not occupy in hearing about my sex sprightliness the starting time metre we 're meeting over dinner, I just wanted to explain why I ca n't pursue you. The sort of sex I have is very special and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just have a pleasant evening and division as Quaker. ''

Jennifer is truly interested now. Not only is this blind day of the month someone that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was kind, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and most in all probability a very good pinch, I 'm also a sexual dominant allele. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't desire to come right out and say 'Hey that 's commodious become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did want me to consider her as having potential. She decided to trifle a piffling with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in commons. Jeanie actually got this set up flop. We genuinely laughed at each other 's gag, found we watched the same TV shows and got along very well. Throughout the dark however, She keeps dropping little confidential information to keep me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her gaze down to the table often, she leaned forward onto the table letting her hands rest in supplicant position, when the waiter came to the mesa with our entrees I asked, `` You ordered the broiled chicken right ? '' and she replied with a comical, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my eyes dart to her face then down as if embarrassed by a thought. She is a fiddling loud, very gabby and most of all not slavish. And it worked out wonderfully. I 'm getting to love her, the daily vanilla side of her ... and she got to bonk my daily vanilla face as well. Jennifer is having the beneficial clock time she has had in months. As dinner party is winding down the waiter came over and she instructed him to bring us separate checks. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a appointment then there is no cause for you to pay for me. To be dependable it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a date I do n't like the idea 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 go or did n't make enough money working. I get paid quite enough to afford my own dinner party. '' My face is thoughtful as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a little sexist of me to simulate that you should take in to pay, and it 's a little sexist of you to assume that I ca n't or do n't desire to pay. '' My hands went up in defeat, `` funfair enough. I 'm sword lily blue jean set us up, I really think we could be great protagonist. '' On our way out to the parking lot I knew this was my last chance to mention 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 sexual oddities. Does n't everyone stimulate at least some ? '' Surprise crossed my face, `` Not many womanhood would want to let the cat out of the bag about sex on the first date. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a particular date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulder joint nonchalantly, `` I only mentioned it because our sexual curiosity actually work quite well together. '' We are nearing her car and I asked, `` How do you mean ? '' `` well, '' She started, `` I happen to enjoy being the submissive partner in relationships. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her dorsum to her car, stepping close to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you own actual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man thirty two twelvemonth older then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' long cock with the thickness of a coke can ? '' My case is just column inch from hers and my eyes meant business. Her intimation caught in her throat and she only just managed to creak out, `` no ... '' My centre are heated and yet insensate and hard. I ask in a very level and controlled voice, `` Is that sort of relationship something you would be interested in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and close strong-arm proximity is derailing her flirty and impish plan. She feels the heating plant of my dead 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 face ... my sass not quite touching hers, `` Yes, what ? '' I asked. She grinned and murmured, `` Yes Sir, '' tipping her typeface up for a buss. Instead I took a tone away from her, allowing her to realize that her body is leaning against the car. As she peeled her torso away from the cold metallic element I instructed, `` Put your leftovers in your car. '' She took a breathing spell and squared her shoulders. The quiver of following orders hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her food for thought on the rider rear end. I closed the doorway 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 mitt to the pocket-size of her back. Instantly she feels a modification come over her ; she stood straighter, her rose hip swayed more, her berm were back and her oral sex is held gamey. Amazing the alteration that one jot in the mightily place could have. The bar is flashy and full of kids barely old enough to be there ... some may not cause 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 room for seating. I lead her to the second turning point of the bar where there was a tiny booth with only one side of seating area and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine-coloured ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her head no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my drink. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't question me. `` Edward White wine-coloured ? '' I asked. `` Caucasian wine is better than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the table making my way up to the bar. I did n't slew in and around the gang like she would have, rather as the college students saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely sexy to watch, student parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar bid look for wine bottles and chuckling when soul plopped down adjacent to her. In the back nook of the bar it could n't own been by mistake. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly drunk frat boy and immediately backed as far away from him as she could in the booth. `` Hii tthere baby doll, '' his speech was slurred and he was clearly trying to get lucky tonight judging by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her immediate response and overwhelming motive to be polite kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any variety of reply beyond him staring at her breasts she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have admirer here ? '' `` Friend ! '' he shouted raising the glass of beer in his helping hand, clearly calling out to individual and not answering my question. Faintly across the bar she heard a group of people respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the friends, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his bridge player to point at me, `` that I could n't see your knocker, but I, '' he paused to take a deep breath, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sugared beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to back further into the diminutive booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your acquaintance are redress. '' He reached over with a beer still in his handwriting, `` No, see, if we just get this push out of here ... '' She grabbed at his script to stop him just as she hears my reassuringly angry phonation, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my part made the frat boy saltation and spillage beer down her top. As soon as frat boy saw me, he stood as upright piano as he could. `` Sorry man, did n't sleep together this girl was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very boozy way and started to retreat toward his protagonist. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said in a calm air and dangerously quiet voice that carried over the noise of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a woman again. Do you understand me ? '' The fraternity boy looked rightfully petrified and just nodded his heading. I let him go gently and the boy practically ran away. She turned to her and asked, `` Are you okay ? '' 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 epinephrine haste more that she knew logically was requirement. I slide into the booth future to her and with one deal held both of hers still. My other manus went to her expression and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the mesa to make eye contact with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her tabernacle sweetly. `` OK. '' I sounded reassured. `` White person wine, '' I announced as I slide a shabu over to her. My glass is fully of scotch. This is different than the restaurant. I 'm dissimilar. Jennifer is different. We talked openly about what our limitation and experiences were. Occasionally she would read the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would handle if they overheard our conversation, but the crowd stayed young and immaterial to the couple sitting in the punt recess. I asked her many questions and her reception were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to expand on something. My consistence language and hers made it very clear to both of us that this conversation is unlike. I had her complete and undivided attending. She sat back in the seat, her body feeling lowly and smaller the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to conciliate her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll have none of your giddy feminism ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly capable and willing 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 disbursal as much as you want and you will not ask to pay again. ''

She pursed her lips, really wanting to protest but not wanting to agitate me before we even had a steady set of rules established. I saw the consternation on her facial expression and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a gentleman ... even if that 's a trivial sexist. '' That got her to grin and nod. I mean what is a Dom/sub kinship if not a little sexist ? We went to her place, her consistency is slender and toned. Her belly is vapid and she fits into a size of it 6. All affair considered, she is a stop. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the living room to go to the kitchen. She reached into the cupboard for a coffee mugs and spirit me press up against her. `` Do n't mind 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 time you realized that I 'm in command here and block off saying no. '' I slide my hand around her waist and dip my fingerbreadth beneath the rubber band stripe of her skirt. She just froze as I shoved a digit into her pussy. `` I 've been patient long enough, but my dick 's getting wet one way or another tonight. '' I pushed my digit in recondite, curling it so the tip bumped up beside her g-spot, and stood there finger fucking her in the kitchen. My erection is still rubbing against her, getting declamatory every second gear.

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

Then my hand is firmly gripping her fuzz, whispering book of 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 beneficial girl and you will be rewarded for your obedience. ''
Jennifer nodded just to feel the puff of her head against my hand. She feels her wetness seeping through her pantie as she stood on wobbly leg against the counter. I grabbed her by the arm and led her back into the living room.
Fiercely, her eyes met mine and did not stray as she undid her blouse, exposing the black lace and her full breasts. Her pulsation is racing. `` dungeon going, Jennifer. You know the principle. '' So stern. So fucking sexy. A hip shimmy and the skirt fluttered to the story. My oculus widened at her naked pussy, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a step forward, in her bra and stockings, making a motion to enter. I held a mitt out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said shoot it all off. You can keep the stockings and supporter bash. They please me. '' In a terror, she fumbled with the bra clutches, unhooking it and pulling it away from her small breasts. She dropped it on the storey, `` A footling hasty, though you 're quite obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of pride welled in her chest. `` fold over the couch. I told you, expert daughter get rewarded. ''

Already, her head is filling with quietly. No longer pertain with anxiousness or mundane tasks, I 'm filling her with calm air, through dictation and her own pliant, willing response. A reception, in this case, is to bend forward over a plush sofa, and amaze her ass high in the air. She gave it a picayune wiggle for good measure. `` William Tell me again what you want. '' She could barely remember 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 articulation got huskier, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, hard. She bit her lip to keep from crying out in the last picayune train of thought of desire she had to wield 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 between the lips. `` Judging by how much of a wet little slut you are, I think there 's more that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to get laid. I want you to get it on me. '' The hold up few sentences tumbled out in a needy flush. She hears me slide my swath out of my trouser, and a slide fastener from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hand down her dorsum. Without warning, I shoved my rooster inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, adult than she is used to, certainly. `` Owwwwww. '' The auditory sensation left her mouth 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 legs since the nighttime began. She hears me grumbling `` oh piece of tail '' as I begin to thrust into her slowly, giving her body prison term to lodge my generous cinch.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` Please ... More ... More ... please ... Do n't arrest ... piece of ass me ... Please hump me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slipperiness down her thighs, increasing my pace at her incoherent urgency and my motive. She reached between her stage and flicked her button back and Forth River, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from behind. Forceful, deep knife thrust that pressed her second joint against the back of the sofa, and bounced her tits back and Forth. I grabbed her fuzz roughly, arching her back towards me, saying `` You are mine. cum, come for me. Be a good young woman and ejaculate for me. '' In my masochistic walking on air, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to keep my pace with her articulatio coxae, pressing back against me at the deepest point of my hard virgule inside her, but lost out to my phrenetic 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 snowy cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her pelt. I led her to lay down on the sofa, where I enveloped her in my arms, Sir Thomas More tenderly than she honestly would stimulate expected. I kissed her on the forehead and said with a smile `` I 'm not done with you yet. ``

Two hours later I caught her in the kitchen again, to her horror, her body begins to react to my touch again. Her pussy starts aching for my huge cock instead of my indicator finger. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and plunge my bridge player back into her pussy. Her slick juice dripped with each driving force of my hand, which made it easier to slide in a arcsecond finger and then a third. Her intellect is screaming no, but her organic structure has begun to melt again. I tease and rub her clitoris with my ovolo while my fingerbreadth stroke inside her pussy. She feels heat scratch to flow through her and she tries to grab onto the replication to steady herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my finger's breadth out of her pussy and give her clit a hard pinch. She winces and whimper, but I slap my pussycat soaked hand over her mouth. `` Keep tranquillity, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the counter and slew my finger's breadth into her mouth. She sucks her sweet puss juice off of each finger like I had sucked her knocker. She ca n't conceive how aroused she has become again ! She lifted her ass up, humping me through our apparel. We stood there for a consequence. I have one hand on her back, holding her against the counter top, and the other in her sass. I rub my cloaked shaft against her and she sucked my fingers. 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 night. Her soundbox is begging for my rock hard cock. 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 moans, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my fist in her fuzz and pull her head back against my articulatio humeri, 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 kitty begs for my dick. I fuck a adult female usually three or four times during the Night. '' I tangle my finger into her tomentum, pulling her read/write head back and glided my natural language into her open oral cavity. She does n't love why she did it, but she closed her mouth around mine and kissing me, hard and dirty, until she had to stop and puff for breath. `` You are just delicious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the sideboard top. Her nipples pressed against the cold tile, sending a shiver through her. Her stimulation is hot, prickling her senses. She whimpers again, asking me to turn back, 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 press the tip of my tool against her opening night. I held tightly onto her hips, sliding my cock up and down her dent, making sure it is well lubricated with her lustfulness. I tease her clit with the drumhead 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 Thomas More than a murmur. `` What do you need ? I could n't quite hear you, '' I mocked. `` Just put it in ! '' She said as loud as she dared, `` Please ! '' `` Like this ? '' I ask, pushing into her hot thirsty pussy. I held her against the counter as I dip my cock just barely past her pussy brim and attract back out. I did this a few times, never going any recondite than an in. She tried to push herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just make out me already ! I want you to have a go at it me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd amount around. '' I grunted ramming the entire length of my cock into her kitty. She nearly screamed, but my finger's breadth were back in her mouth, chocking back her sobs. I 'm so much larger than any peter she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it feel so commodity. I begin fucking her, slow and deep, rubbing up against her g-spot with each poking. It did n't postulate long before she feels the tingling spread through her and love she is about to cum. Her pussy scratch line contracting around my peter and she pushes back against me as I slam into her. She feels her orgasm hit, radiating throughout her body, and she fumbles to steady herself against me. The heat of her orgasm enveloping her and she collapses on the counter top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get tight, '' I grunted. Her pussycat quivering, the ecstasy fading a little with each heart rate. She whimpers again, pushing back against my rigorousness.

'' You 're a thirsty little matter, are n't you ? '' I said with a sneer, `` I better fill you up. '' I start to race up, hammering my putz into her dripping wet pussy. I spread her legs wide, my ball 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 control. She ca n't let me cum inside of her ! `` No ! '' She begged, `` Cum in my mouth. Let me suckle you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to suck my dick ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to try out you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to lick my cunt juice off of your stopcock. Please ! Let me get on my knee joint and suck you. Just please do n't cum inside my pussy ! '' I reach down and start flicking her clit and rolling it between my thumb and finger. My stopcock is still rubbing her g-spot and since her hold out orgasm had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her pussy tightens around my cock and she ca n't assist 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 stab a big load of cum into her pussy. Her orgasm intensify and she milked me dry. Every drop of my cum is filling her up. What 's unsound is that she loves it ! At that second she knew she would allow me to exploit her starve any time I wanted. Once I 'm end up, I pull out of her and sky her over. My cum starts to trickle out of her pussy lips.

She is flushed from her head to her toes. I pull her ending for a bass, passionate candy kiss, my tongue continuing the assault I had just had against her consistency. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to exact advantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her nipple one live backbreaking arrest and zipped up my pants. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hallway. Jennifer just stood there in complete confusion, my cum dripping out of her ill-treat pussy .