DESIRE ... .better known as agony ... Love is voiced and heavily at the Lapp time. Like urine, It is soothing and refreshing, But who can stand firm the raging overflow.

God Jeanie is relentless. 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 buck private room near the rear where it is tranquility and dumb lighting suggesting that this area is for appointment or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to look at me. In her brain this is a hopeless eve. 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 insist on paying, we 'd go home plate and never verbalize to each other again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my face. She can tell something is unlike about me. There is a sort of amused patience etched into my look. My strikingly rugged aspect and expensive dress, she noticed only after she studied my facial expression. There was something remarkably familiar about the tight smile on his rim and the apprehension in his eyes. Then it struck her, she recognized her own expression in mine. I also was dreading this date ; as if I knew it would never make 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 adjoin you. How are you ? '' `` Just mulct. '' Already an awkward silence ... not a dependable sign for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a slight preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you acknowledge Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the side, as if not fully understanding the question, `` I 'm her friend. Did she not assure you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be dependable you 're the 5th blind appointment she 's set me up with recently, so I may have got cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` blue jean can be persistent. She told me a lot about you. Let me separate you, you have high touchstone to live up to. '' She chuckled, how like Jeanie. She took a breath to get going speaking again, but I cut her off. `` mind, you seem like a overnice Young woman Jennifer, but we just are n't meant for each early. '' She blew out the air she had sucked in in a huff. What am I not pretty enough ? He does n't even bed me. The confusion and pain of rejection is clear on her fount because I immediately tried to explicate myself. `` It 's really not you. You seem genuinely very nice. It 's me. I have some very specific oddities that most women can not bear even the idea of. '' What on earth could he mean ? I continue on, `` but that 's no reason for us not to have a nice evening together and maybe even become friends for Jean 's saki. '' Jennifer narrowed her middle at me, `` What kind of curiosity ? '' No tip in beating around the bush. I sat back in my seat and a little surprised by her bluntness. I pause for a import, considering whether or not to state her something then just came right out and said it, `` sexual oddities. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder to lead our crapulence club. I seen the waiter coming and shared my bit of information just then on use. To yield her time to appendage.

But the joke is on me. She is no stranger to `` sexual oddities, '' in fact `` sexual oddness, '' were some of her preferent interest. She decided to play dim and see if she could figure out exactly what I was into. She let her case clear up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 Shades of Silver ? '' pretending to be a fan girl of the most recent raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in exasperation. I 'm for certain the inaccuracies and miserable depiction of BDSM in that book push me as mad as it drove her. She let a pocket-size smile creep across her lips 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 understanding to keep my secret. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a 100 dollar bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a prevalent like the character in that account book, but that persona is a atrocious mental representation of what my sexual lifestyle is about. I 'm sure that you 're not interested in hearing about my sex life the first-class honours degree time we 're meeting over dinner party, I just wanted to excuse why I ca n't pursue you. The form of sex I have is very particular and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just ingest a pleasant evening and part as friends. ''

Jennifer is truly interested now. Not only is this blind date someone that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was kind, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and most in all likelihood a very good catch, I 'm also a intimate dominant allele. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't want to come proper out and say 'Hey that 's commodious become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did want me to view her as having potential difference. She decided to make for a little with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in vulgar. Jeanie actually got this set up right. We genuinely laughed at each early 's jokes, found we watched the Saami TV display and got along very well. Throughout the night however, She keeps dropping little clue 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 prayer position, when the waiter came to the table with our entrees I asked, `` You ordered the grill chicken right ? '' and she replied with a comical, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my optic dart to her face then down as if embarrassed by a thought. She is a little loud, very talkative and most 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-after-day vanilla side as well. Jennifer is having the right time she has had in months. As dinner is winding down the waiter came over and she instructed him to bring in us disjoined checks. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a particular date then there is no reason for you to pay for me. To be true it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a date I do n't wish the estimation of a man having to pay for dinner party anyway. I ate, just like you did and this is not the 1950 's where women did n't work or did n't make decent money working. I get paid quite enough to afford my own dinner. '' My face is thoughtful as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a slight sexist of me to get into 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 want to pay. '' My deal went up in licking, `` Fair enough. I 'm glad Jean 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 prospect to advert 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 oddness. Does n't everyone sustain at least some ? '' Surprise crossed my face, `` Not many women would want to blab out about sex on the first date. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her articulatio humeri 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 stand for ? '' `` fountainhead, '' She started, `` I happen to enjoy being the submissive cooperator in relationships. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her rachis to her car, stepping close to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you have actual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man thirty two twelvemonth Old then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' long cock with the heaviness of a coke can ? '' My face is just inch from hers and my centre think of business. Her hint caught in her throat and she only just managed to squeak out, `` no ... '' My oculus are heated and yet cold and gruelling. I ask in a very level and controlled phonation, `` Is that sort of relationship something you would be occupy in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and tight physical proximity is derailing her flirty and mischievous plan. She feels the passion of my consistency 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 back talk not quite touching hers, `` Yes, what ? '' I asked. She grinned and murmured, `` Yes Sir, '' tipping her boldness up for a osculation. Instead I took a step away from her, allowing her to realize that her torso is leaning against the car. As she peeled her body away from the inhuman metal I instructed, `` Put your leftovers in your car. '' She took a breath and squared her berm. The thrill of following orders hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her nutrient on the rider seat. I closed the threshold 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 manus to the low of her back. Instantly she feels a change come over her ; she stood straighter, her hips swayed more, her shoulders were back and her point is held gamy. Amazing the change that one touch in the right space could throw. The bar is loud and full of minor barely old enough to be there ... some may not own even been 21. This did not at all seem like my picture and it certainly was n't hers. We paused at the ingress as I scanned the room for seating. I lead her to the back corner of the bar where there was a flyspeck booth with only one incline of seating and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her psyche no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my drinking. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't question me. `` Edward White wine ? '' I asked. `` White wine is well than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the board 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 scholar saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely sexy to watch, pupil parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar stamp look for vino bottle and chuckling when someone plopped down succeeding to her. In the rachis corner of the bar it could n't have been by misunderstanding. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly toast fraternity 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 judgment by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her immediate response and overwhelming want to be polite kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any sort of reaction beyond him staring at her breasts she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you ingest friends here ? '' `` Friends ! '' he shouted raising the field glass of beer in his hand, clearly calling out to individual and not answering my enquiry. Faintly across the bar she heard a group of mass respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the friends, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his handwriting to tip at me, `` that I could n't see your titties, but I, '' he paused to acquire a late breath, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sweet beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to endorse further into the midget booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your Quaker are right. '' He reached over with a beer still in his hand, `` No, see, if we just get this push button out of here ... '' She grabbed at his hand to barricade him just as she hears my reassuringly wild voice, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my vox made the fraternity boy startle and spill beer down her top. As soon as frat boy saw me, he stood as upright as he could. `` Sorry man, did n't bang this girl was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very drunken way and started to retire toward his friends. I grabbed him by the taking into custody of his shirt and said in a calm and dangerously quiet interpreter that carried over the noise of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a woman 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 breathing spell ; 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 requirement. I slide into the booth succeeding to her and with one handwriting held both of hers still. My former helping hand went to her face and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the table to pull in eye contact with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her temple sweetly. `` okey. '' I sounded reassured. `` Edward D. White wine, '' I announced as I slide a crank over to her. My methamphetamine is full of Scotch whisky. This is different than the eating house. I 'm different. 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 give care if they overheard our conversation, but the crew stayed young and neutral to the couple sitting in the back corner. I asked her many enquiry and her response were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to expand on something. My body language 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 prat, her body feeling smaller and low the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to subside her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll take none of your silly feminist movement ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly able and will 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 disbursement as much as you want and you will not ask to pay again. ''

She pursed her backtalk, really wanting to protest but not wanting to bear on me before we even had a steady set of normal established. I saw the dismay on her face and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a gentleman's gentleman ... even if that 's a small sexist. '' That got her to grin and nod. I mean what is a Dom/sub relationship if not a little sexist ? We went to her place, her eubstance is supple and toned. Her stomach is flat and she fits into a size 6. All matter considered, she is a catch. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the keep room to go to the kitchen. She reached into the cupboard for a burnt umber mugs and feel me press up against her. `` Do n't mind me. I 'm just here for the burnt umber, '' 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 statement here and stop saying no. '' I slide my deal around her waist and dip my fingers beneath the elastic striation 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 in deep, curling it so the tip bumped up beside her g-spot, and stood there finger's breadth fucking her in the kitchen. My hard-on is still rubbing against her, getting larger every secondment.

'' Mm. Did you wax your pussy just for me ? '' I ask, `` Makes you seem in need of a love lesson. Do you necessitate somebody 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 chocolate mug that I had clasped in my helping hand to reach beneath her blouse and cupped one of her tit. 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 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 tit and held her tighter. Her skin tingling under my tongue. I licked and sucked her tit, gently working one bosom then the former boob. My hot sassing lapping at her nipple, which had grown hard at the movie of my natural language.

Then my hand is firmly gripping her hair's-breadth, whispering instruction in her ear. A cloak-and-dagger just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a respectable girl and you will be rewarded for your respect. ''
Jennifer nodded just to feel the pulling of her head against my hand. She feels her wetness seeping through her scanty as she stood on shaky legs against the return. I grabbed her by the arm and led her back into the aliveness room.
Fiercely, her eyes met mine and did not cast as she undid her blouse, exposing the black lace and her full breasts. Her pulse is racing. `` Keep going, Jennifer. You know the rules. '' So stern. So piece of tail sexy. A hip shimmy and the skirt fluttered to the storey. My center widened at her defenseless pussy, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a whole tone forward, in her bra and stockings, making a motion to enter. I held a handwriting out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said drive it all off. You can keep the stockings and garter belt ammunition. They please me. '' In a panic, she fumbled with the bra clench, unhooking it and pulling it away from her small breasts. She dropped it on the floor, `` A footling hasty, though you 're quite an obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of pride welled in her chest. `` crook over the couch. I told you, unspoiled female child get rewarded. ''

Already, her headland is filling with quiet. No longer touch on with anxiousness or mundane tasks, I 'm filling her with calm air, through dictation and her own pliant, unforced response. A response, in this display case, is to bend forward over a plush sofa, and bond her ass in high spirits in the air. She gave it a lilliputian wiggle for trade good measure. `` Tell me again what you want. '' She could barely retrieve 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, voiceless. She bit her lip to keep back from crying out in the last little train of thought of desire she had to keep control. `` I want to be claimed and - '' Another spank. Her part 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 fiddling strumpet you are, I think there 's Sir Thomas More that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to fucked. I want you to fuck me. '' The endure few sentences tumbled out in a needy rush. She hears me skid my belt out of my pants, and a zipper from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hired hand down her back. Without warning, I shoved my peter inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, bigger than she is used to, certainly. `` Owwwwww. '' The sound left her oral cavity 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 night began. She hears me mutter `` oh ass '' as I begin to thrust into her slowly, giving her torso meter to accommodate my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` please ... More ... More ... please ... Do n't stop ... Fuck me ... Please fuck me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slick down her second joint, increasing my pace at her incoherent urging and my need. She reached between her branch and flicked her clit back and forth, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from behind. Forceful, deeply thrusting that pressed her thighs against the backrest of the sofa, and bounced her tits back and forth. I grabbed her hairsbreadth roughly, arching her back towards me, saying `` You are mine. seminal fluid, issue forth for me. Be a commodity girl and semen for me. '' In my masochistic bliss, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to keep back my tread with her coxa, pressing back against me at the mystifying point of my hard strokes inside her, but lost out to my phrenetic rhythm and her fingers on her clit. She tightens around me suddenly, crying out, lost to moving ridge of joy, jerking her pelvic arch uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a groan, spill my hot Edward D. White cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her hide. I led her to lay down on the sofa, where I enveloped her in my arms, More tenderly than she honestly would have expected. I kissed her on the frontal bone 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 dead body begins to react to my soupcon again. Her pussycat starts aching for my huge cock instead of my index number finger. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and plunge my hand back into her kitty. Her sly juice dripped with each thrust of my hand, which made it prosperous to slide in a second fingerbreadth and then a thirdly. Her mind is screaming no, but her dead body has begun to thaw again. I tease and rub her button with my thumb while my fingers stroke inside her pussy. She feels heat start to flow through her and she tries to grab onto the counter to steady herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my fingers out of her kitty-cat and give her clitoris a hard pinch. She winces and whine, but I slap my pussy soaked hand over her mouth. `` Keep quiet, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the counterpunch and slip my finger into her back talk. She sucks her scented cunt succus off of each finger like I had sucked her knocker. She ca n't think 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 early in her lip. I rub my apparel peter against her and she sucked my fingers. Her trunk prickling 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 torso is begging for my John 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 groan, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my fist in her hair and pull up 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 pussy begs for my cock. I fuck a cleaning lady usually three or four multiplication during the night. '' I tangle my digit into her pilus, pulling her caput back and glided my tongue into her undetermined oral cavity. She does n't have it off why she did it, but she closed her mouth around mine and kissing me, hard and grime, until she had to stop and pant for breath. `` You are just delicious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the comeback top. Her mammilla pressed against the cold roofing tile, sending a shiver through her. Her arousal is hot, prickling her gumption. She whimpers again, asking me to lay off, but it did n't do any in force. Jennifer is n't sure she meant it anyway. I lifted up the back of her shirt, pushing her panties aside, and press the tip of my cock against her opening. I held tightly onto her hip joint, sliding my cock up and down her pussy, making trusted it is well greased with her lustfulness. I tease her button with the head of my cock until she just ca n't resist it anymore.

'' Please, '' She whispers. `` please what ? '' I said, amusement in my voice. `` Please. Just put it in. '' She said in little to a greater extent than a murmur. `` What do you require ? 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 cunt. I held her against the buffet as I dip my cock just barely past her pussy sassing and rend back out. I did this a few times, never going any rich than an inch. She tried to storm herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just screw me already ! I want you to fuck me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd do around. '' I grunted ramming the entire distance of my cock into her cunt. She nearly screamed, but my finger were back in her sass, chocking back her sobs. I 'm so much larger than any cock she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it find so goodness. I begin fucking her, slow and deep, rubbing up against her g-spot with each push. It did n't take in longsighted before she feels the tingling bedspread through her and know she is about to cum. Her pussy starts contracting around my cock and she pushes back against me as I slam into her. She feels her orgasm hit, radiating throughout her body, and she fumbles to calm herself against me. The oestrus of her orgasm enveloping her and she collapses on the counter top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get tight, '' I grunted. Her snatch quivering, the transport fading a trivial with each pulse rate. She whimpers again, pushing back against my rigourousness.

'' You 're a thirsty footling affair, are n't you ? '' I said with a leer, `` I better fill you up. '' I start to speed up, hammering my cock into her dripping wet twat. I spread her leg wide, my balls slapping against her clit. She feels me come out 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 mouthpiece. Let me suck you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to imbibe my dick ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to savor you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to cream my pussycat succus off of your turncock. 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 clit and rolling it between my thumb and finger. My rooster is still rubbing her g-spot and since her last orgasm had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her snatch tightens around my turncock and she ca n't help oneself but push back against me. `` You want to suck 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 weighed down lading of cum into her pussy. Her orgasm intensified and she milked me dry. Every drop of my cum is filling her up. What 's worse is that she loves it ! At that here and now she knew she would let me to exploit her lustfulness any prison term I wanted. Once I 'm finished, I pull out of her and flip her over. My cum starts to trickle out of her slit rim.

She is flushed from her head to her toes. I pull her close for a bass, passionate osculation, my tongue continuing the assault I had just had against her consistency. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to take reward of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her teat one finale severe exigency and zipped up my drawers. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hall. Jennifer just stood there in utter disorderliness, my cum dripping out of her blackguard twat .