DESIRE ... .better known as suffering ... making love is lenient and hard at the same time. Like water, It is soothing and refreshing, But who can withstand the raging flood tide.

God Jeanie is unrelenting. Jennifer ca n't believe she let her convince her to even do this. Jennifer pulled up to
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The stewardess led her to a buck private room near the binding where it is quiet and dimmer lighting suggesting that this surface area is for date or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to appear at me. In her intellect 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 goody feminine fashion, I would take a firm stand on paying, we 'd go house and never speak to each former again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my case. She can assure something is different about me. There is a sort of amused patience etched into my case. My strikingly rugged boldness and expensive clothes, she noticed only after she studied my expression. There was something remarkably comrade about the nasty smile on his lips and the apprehension in his eyes. Then it struck her, she recognized her own expression in mine. I also was dreading this engagement ; as if I knew it would never work between us ... there Is no Hope. I spoke and broke her out of her present moment of field, `` King John. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to come across you. How are you ? '' `` Just fine. '' Already an awkward quiet ... not a good sign for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a little preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you make love Jeanie ? '' I tilted my head to the side, as if not fully understanding the question, `` I 'm her booster. Did she not tell you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be fair you 're the 5th blind appointment she 's set me up with recently, so I may feature cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` dungaree can be unyielding. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell you, you have gamy criteria to live up to. '' She chuckled, how like Jeanie. She took a breathing time to commence speechmaking again, but I cut her off. `` Listen, you seem like a skillful young fair sex 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 know me. The confusion and pain of rejection is crystallize 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 special oddities that most woman can not stand even the thought of. '' What on earth could he signify ? I continue on, `` but that 's no reasonableness for us not to give birth a nice eventide together and maybe even go ally for blue jean 's sake. '' Jennifer narrowed her eyes at me, `` What kind of quirkiness ? '' No point in beating around the pubic hair. I sat back in my derriere and a piddling surprised by her bluntness. I pause for a moment, considering whether or not to severalise her something then just came ripe out and said it, `` Sexual quirkiness. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder to take our drink orders. I seen the waiter coming and shared my bit of info just then on role. To give her metre to operation.

But the joke is on me. She is no stranger to `` intimate quirkiness, '' in fact `` sexual oddities, '' were some of her favorite pastime. She decided to play dim and see if she could estimate out exactly what I was into. She let her look brighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 Shades of Silver ? '' pretending to be a fan young lady of the most recent raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes in exasperation. I 'm sure the inaccuracies and poor depiction of BDSM in that book force back me as mad as it drove her. She let a small grin 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 entropy that I want shared. '' I paused for her accord to keep my secret. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a one hundred dollar sign bank bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a dominant like the character in that Christian Bible, but that type is a horrible representation of what my sexual life style is about. I 'm certain that you 're not concern in hearing about my sex liveliness the first time we 're meeting over dinner party, I just wanted to explicate why I ca n't quest for you. The kind of sex I have is very particular and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just have a pleasant evening and part as friends. ''

Jennifer is truly interest now. Not only is this blind date someone that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was variety, compassionate, intelligent, wealthy and most likely a very good haul, I 'm also a sexual dominant. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't desire to come decently out and say 'Hey that 's convenient become I 'm sexually slavish !'But she did want me to view her as having potentiality. She decided to toy a little with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in common. Jeanie actually got this set up redress. We genuinely laughed at each former 's caper, found we watched the same TV shows and got along very well. Throughout the night however, She keeps dropping niggling clue to keep me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her gaze down to the mesa often, she leaned forward onto the table letting her helping hand rest in prayer stance, when the server came to the table with our entrees I asked, `` You ordered the grilled poulet right hand ? '' and she replied with a mirthful, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my eyes dart to her face then down as if embarrassed by a persuasion. She is a little flashy, very blabbermouthed and most of all not subservient. And it worked out wonderfully. I 'm getting to do it her, the daily vanilla extract position of her ... and she got to make love my daily vanilla incline 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 land us split assay. I protested but she explained, `` If we are not really on a date then there is no rationality for you to pay for me. To be honorable it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a escort I do n't like 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 knead or did n't spend a penny enough money working. I get paid quite adequate to afford my own dinner. '' My face is serious-minded as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a lilliputian sexist of me to strike that you should have to pay, and it 's a little male chauvinist of you to presume that I ca n't or do n't want to pay. '' My hands went up in frustration, `` funfair enough. I 'm beaming Jean set us up, I really think we could be great Quaker. '' On our way out to the parking lot I knew this was my finis probability 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 sexual oddities. Does n't everyone throw at least some ? '' surprise crossed my face, `` Not many women would want to verbalise about sex on the first date. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a day of the month, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulder joint nonchalantly, `` I only mentioned it because our sexual 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 savor being the submissive mate in human relationship. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her rachis to her car, stepping finish to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you have actual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man 30 two twelvemonth older then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' long turncock with the thickness of a nose candy can ? '' My look is just in from hers and my heart meant business enterprise. Her breath caught in her pharynx and she only just managed to squeak out, `` no ... '' My eyes are heated and yet dusty and hard. I ask in a very story and controlled voice, `` Is that form of family relationship something you would be interested in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and close forcible proximity is derailing her flirty and implike plan. 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 joint, firmly yet gently. I lowered my os frontale until it almost is touching hers, my human face ... my brim 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 footmark away from her, allowing her to realize that her body is leaning against the car. As she peeled her dead body away from the cold metal I instructed, `` Put your leftovers in your car. '' She took a breath and squared her shoulders. The quiver of following orders hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her food on the passenger keister. I closed the doorway 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 diminished of her back. Instantly she feels a alteration come over her ; she stood straighter, her rose hip swayed more, her shoulder were back and her nous is held high. Amazing the change that one tactual sensation in the right position could have. The bar is brassy and full of kids barely old enough to be there ... some may not possess even been 21. This did not at all seem like my aspect and it certainly was n't hers. We paused at the entrance as I scanned the room for seating. I lead her to the back corner of the bar where there was a tiny John Wilkes Booth with only when one side of seating and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red wine ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her heading no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my boozing. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't question me. `` White wine ? '' I asked. `` White vino 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 crowd like she would cause, rather as the college students saw me approaching they made way for me. It is mesmerizing and extremely sexy to watch, scholar parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar tender look for wine-coloured nursing bottle and chuckling when person plopped down next to her. In the spine niche of the bar it could n't have been by fault. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly rummy frat 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 judging by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her straightaway response and overwhelming indigence to be polite kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any variety of response beyond him staring at her breasts she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have admirer here ? '' `` Friends ! '' he shouted raising the spyglass of beer in his 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 handwriting to tip at me, `` that I could n't see your boob, but I, '' he paused to take a deep breath, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of odoriferous beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to back further into the tiny booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your admirer are mightily. '' He reached over with a beer still in his paw, `` No, see, if we just get this release out of here ... '' She grabbed at his script to stop him just as she hears my reassuringly angry voice, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my voice made the frat boy jump 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 know this miss was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very bibulous way and started to retreat toward his acquaintance. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said in a calm air and dangerously quiet voice that carried over the stochasticity of the bar, `` Do n't ever do that to a charwoman again. Do you understand me ? '' The fraternity 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 intimation ; 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 rushing more that she knew logically was requirement. I slide into the kiosk succeeding to her and with one paw held both of hers still. My other hand went to her case and held her nerve. Waiting until she looked up from the table to hold eye contact with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her temple sweetly. `` O.K.. '' I sounded reassured. `` flannel wine, '' I announced as I slide a glass 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 limit and experiences were. Occasionally she would scan the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would manage if they overheard our conversation, but the crowd stayed young and indifferent to the brace sitting in the plunk for corner. I asked her many questions and her reception were often, `` Yes Sir, '' or `` No Sir, '' until I ask her to dilate 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 single aid. She sat back in the rear, her body feeling smaller and pocket-sized the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to settle her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll give birth none of your silly women's liberation movement ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly open 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 experience guilty about disbursement as much as you want and you will not ask to pay again. ''

She pursed her lips, really wanting to dissent but not wanting to push me before we even had a steady set of normal established. I saw the consternation on her face and said simply, `` I want to. I like to be a valet ... even if that 's a little sexist. '' That got her to grin and nod. I mean what is a Dom/sub human relationship if not a petty sexist ? We went to her stead, her consistence is slender and toned. Her belly is matte and she fits into a sizing 6. All things considered, she is a taking into custody. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the living elbow room to go to the kitchen. She reached into the closet for a java mugs and feels me press up against her. `` Do n't take care me. I 'm just here for the coffee tree, '' 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 stop saying no. '' I slide my hand around her waistline and dip my finger beneath the elastic set of her bird. She just froze as I shoved a finger into her pussy. `` I 've been patient long enough, but my pecker 's getting wet one way or another tonight. '' I pushed my finger in cryptic, 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 prominent every mo.

'' Mm. Did you wax your pussy just for me ? '' I ask, `` Makes you seem in want of a shag lesson. Do you call for somebody to teach you how to progress to a man cum, Jennifer ? '' `` Please, just stop, '' She said again, pushing back against me. It only made me harder. I abandoned the coffee mug that I had clasped in my hand to pass on beneath her blouse and cupped one of her breast. 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 backtalk to her titty. 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 boob, gently working one boob then the other breast. My hot mouth lapping at her nipple, which had grown hard at the motion picture of my tongue.

Then my hand is firmly gripping her hair's-breadth, whispering education in her ear. A secret just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a honest young lady and you will be rewarded for your obedience. ''
Jennifer nodded just to feel the clout of her head against my mitt. She feels her wetness seeping through her pantie as she stood on shivering peg against the parry. 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 lacing and her broad breast. Her pulse is racing. `` support going, Jennifer. You know the regulation. '' So stern. So fucking sexy. A hip shimmy and the annulus fluttered to the storey. My centre widened at her naked kitty, neatly trimmed just that day. She took a gradation forward, in her bra and stockings, making a apparent movement to enroll. I held a hand out in pause. `` Ah, ah. I said take it all off. You can maintain the stockings and garter belt. They please me. '' In a panic, she fumbled with the bra clutches, unhooking it and pulling it away from her minuscule breasts. She dropped it on the floor, `` A piddling precipitous, though you 're quite a obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of pride welled in her chest. `` Bend over the couch. I told you, serious girlfriend get rewarded. ''

Already, her mind is filling with quiet. No longer touch on with anxiousness or mundane tasks, I 'm filling her with calm, through mastery and her own pliant, bequeath response. A response, in this case, is to bend forward over a plush couch, and hold fast her ass high gear 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 ball of her ass. She squirmed and her vocalism got huskier, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, hard. She bit her lip to keep from crying out in the last 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 kitty, sliding a finger between the lips. `` judgement by how lots of a wet footling jade you are, I think there 's Thomas More that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to eff. I want you to fuck me. '' The last few sentences tumbled out in a impoverished rushing. She hears me slide my belt out of my pants, and a zip fastener from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my hired hand down her back. Without warning, I shoved my cock inside her and she moaned. I 'm big, freehanded 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 deep ache she has had between her pegleg since the night began. She hears me mutter `` oh fuck '' as I begin to force into her slowly, giving her eubstance time to oblige my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` please ... More ... More ... please ... Do n't stop ... Fuck me ... Please have it off me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slick down her thighs, increasing my yard at her incoherent spurring and my need. She reached between her legs and flicked her clit back and forth, getting closer and closer to orgasm as I slammed into her from behind. Forceful, late thrusts that pressed her second joint against the back of the couch, and bounced her tits back and forth. I grabbed her hair roughly, arching her backrest towards me, saying `` You are mine. Come, get for me. Be a good girl and seminal fluid for me. '' In my masochistic bliss, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to keep my pace with her rose hip, pressing back against me at the abstruse 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 waves of pleasure, jerking her pelvis uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a groan, spill my hot gabardine 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 weapons system, more tenderly than she honestly would have expected. I kissed her on the frontal bone and said with a smiling `` I 'm not done with you yet. ``

Two hours later I caught her in the kitchen again, to her revulsion, her body begins to respond to my touch again. Her pussycat outset aching for my huge cock instead of my exponent finger. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and dove my script back into her pussy. Her guileful juices dripped with each knife thrust of my hand, which made it easier to slip in a secondly finger's breadth and then a third. Her judgement is screaming no, but her body has begun to unthaw again. I tease and rub her button with my thumb while my fingers stroke inside her kitty-cat. 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 digit out of her twat and reach her clitoris a firmly collar. She winces and whimper, but I slap my kitty soaked hand over her mouth. `` Keep placidity, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the counter and splay my fingers into her mouth. She sucks her mellisonant cunt juice off of each finger like I had sucked her breast. She ca n't trust how sex she has become again ! She lifted her ass up, humping me through our clothes. We stood there for a moment. I have one hand on her back, holding her against the heel counter top, and the early in her mouth. I rub my cloak dick against her and she sucked my finger. Her organic structure 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 dark. Her body 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 unbroken 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 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 hammer. I fuck a womanhood usually three or four times during the night. '' I tangle my digit into her hair, pulling her head back and glided my glossa into her open mouthpiece. She does n't acknowledge why she did it, but she closed her mouth around mine and kissing me, hard and dirty, until she had to stop and pant for breath. `` You are just luscious, '' I said, pushing her back down against the counterpunch top. Her nipples pressed against the cold roofing tile, sending a shiver through her. Her arousal is hot, prickling her senses. She whimpers again, asking me to intercept, but it did n't do any good. Jennifer is n't sure she meant it anyway. I lifted up the backbone of her shirt, pushing her pantie aside, and press the tip of my turncock against her initiative. I held tightly onto her hips, sliding my stopcock up and down her slit, making sure it is well lubricated with her lust. I tease her clit with the top dog of my peter until she just ca n't stand it anymore.

'' Please, '' She whispers. `` delight what ? '' I said, entertainment in my voice. `` Please. Just put it in. '' She said in little Thomas More than a murmur. `` What do you want ? 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 hungry twat. I held her against the counter as I dip my cock just barely past her pussy mouth and root for back out. I did this a few clip, never going any recondite than an inch. She tried to drive herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just fuck me already ! I want you to fuck me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd come around. '' I grunted ramming the stallion length of my cock into her kitty. She nearly screamed, but my fingers were back in her mouth, chocking back her sobs. I 'm so much magnanimous than any dick she has had before, but maybe it is being dominated that makes it feel so good. I begin fucking her, sluggish and oceanic abyss, rubbing up against her g-spot with each poke. It did n't choose long before she feels the tingling bed cover through her and make love she is about to cum. Her pussy starts contracting around my prick 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 heat of her orgasm enveloping her and she collapses on the return top, sniveling and shaking. `` God, you get stiff, '' I grunted. Her puss quivering, the ecstasy fading a niggling with each heartbeat. She whimpers again, pushing back against my rigor.

'' You 're a athirst little thing, 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 pussycat. I spread her legs wide, my balls slapping against her clit. She feels me set forth to tighten. `` Oh, God ! He is going to cum inside me. '' She is n't on any birth ascendance. She ca n't let me cum inside of her ! `` No ! '' She begged, `` Cum in my mouthpiece. Let me absorb you off ! '' I start to slow down. `` You want to breastfeed my dick ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to taste you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to thrash my pussy juice off of your cock. delight ! Let me get on my articulatio genus and suck you. Just please do n't cum inside my pussy ! '' I reach down and get down flicking her clit and rolling it between my thumb and finger's breadth. My shaft is still rubbing her g-spot and since her concluding sexual climax had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her pussycat tightens around my cock and she ca n't help but crusade back against me. `` You want to nurse 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 backbreaking load of cum into her slit. Her coming intensified and she milked me dry. Every cliff of my cum is filling her up. What 's worse is that she loves it ! At that moment she knew she would appropriate me to overwork her lust any time I wanted. Once I 'm finished, I pull out of her and pitch her over. My cum starts to trickle out of her pussy lips.

She is flushed from her principal to her toes. I pull her finale for a deep, passionate kiss, my tongue continuing the assault I had just had against her physical structure. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to lead vantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her teat one conclusion hard tinge and zipped up my drawers. 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 ill-treated pussy .