Several minute of arc later there is a stir, followed by a quiet down silence, as I came in. Jaclyn sees a rush of people move toward me, everyone wanting to welcome me at once. Jaclyn recognized me but knew nix about me. When she asked the womanhood standing next to her who had arrived, she stared at Jaclyn for a moment, as if not understanding her question. Jaclyn 's eyes fixed on the woman next to her. `` Oh, that is John Malone, '' she said, her voice barely above a whisper. `` He 's the owner of this lodge and many others, and is a very powerful man. Everyone is extremely wary of him. I suggest you be likewise. '' Jaclyn sensed fear in the woman 's reply and it unnerved her. Despite the warning, Jaclyn still has difficulty accepting that I really had so a lot power. She watched me traverse the room. A shudder ran through her and suddenly she wished she had worn something less enticing.

As impatience drives me to prowl the club tonight, I catch the irresistible scent of a woman, a woman ripe for me—a woman alone. I shift to my grave, feral masher frame, ready to met this woman, Jaclyn, at all cost. Will she want me, if she knows the grim enigma of my avowedly nature, she wo n't. I notice her and came across the way to greet her. As we exchanged a polite handclasp, she noticed for the initiatory sentence how large my mitt and fingers were. At to the lowest degree I was n't perspiring, she thought. After we had talked for awhile, I told her to pay me a sojourn the next day. Though she feels a bit unsettled by my crack, she knew rejecting it is out of the question. I explained that I would send my number one wood for her at 11 AM. After her morning shower, Jaclyn donned a unclouded yellow colored wearing apparel that buttoned up the front. It clung to her flesh, pushing her bosom together to create a gracious cleavage. It is shortly, but not too dead, stopping about six inch about the human knee. Upon arriving at my house, Jaclyn is amazed at how orotund it is. It seems to her almost palatial, at to the lowest degree in this neighborhood. As the car made its way up the tenacious, semi-circular drive, Jaclyn counted at least three security safeguard with weenie patrolling the grounds. Her anxiousness begins to increase. Upon her entrance, I greeted her politely, led her to a well-to-do chair and offered her a meth of vino. Though she appreciated my polite personal manner, it did goose egg to help calm her nervus. After we finished our wine-coloured, I looked directly at her. `` smell Jaclyn, I 'll come straight to the decimal point, '' I begin. `` I am, as I think you understand by now, a very affluent and powerful man. I can get anything, how shall I say it, taken tending of. '' Jaclyn looked away from me and nodded her head teacher. I smiled at her. Jaclyn stared at the remains in the butt of her wine glass for a moment. `` I-I do n't recollect so. What do you mean by that ? '' she asked weakly. `` I mean to ask, let you ever spoken with the other char about my ... sexual use ? '' Jaclyn looked up at me. `` Yes, I 've heard that, ah, a few of the woman at the nightspot have been one dark stands for you, '' she said, trying not to give away the apprehension she is beginning to feel.

My laugh is deep and guttural consonant, filling the small-scale room. I brought my hands together slowly in strawman of me, the fingertips touching. `` Well, let me enjoin you something, '' I said. `` I many local women in my melanize book age 18 and above that are available to me. '' Jaclyn tried to stay calm, but her anxiousness level is climbing mellow. Why is he telling her these matter ? `` No, I was n't mindful it was that high up, '' she said. My chairperson creaked slightly as I moved forward, focusing my gaze directly on her. '' Jaclyn, your 25 and never married. You have not had a boyfriend for a prospicient clip. You were at the baseball club looking to get laid last night. ? '' I said bluntly. Jaclyn stiffened slightly, moving her consistency back. This cat and computer mouse plot we have been playing is over, she knew. Wherever this is heading, she did n't like it. She stared back at me. `` Yes, of course of action. How did you get that info ? '' she said evenly. `` I have the resources to find out a lot of info. '' I studied her intently for a here and now, as if trying to mensurate her in some fashion. Then I said : `` Now, I have to ask, what would you do to have all your debts paid. Jaclyn ? '' When the reality of her situation hit, her composure finally cracked and she begins to tremble and cry. `` What ? That 's not a clean motion. '' `` Yes, '' I replied calmly, `` of course it is, I can hold your debts go away. '' `` Let me put this directly, Jaclyn, '' I said, my tone becoming stern. `` I want you to be my lover. If you agree, I will pay off your debts and you 'll have nothing to worry about. If you do n't, things might get, shall we say, very difficult for you. Do I make myself crystallize ? '' My tone and demeanor left no room for literary argument. Jaclyn spirit like she is going into shock as my message begins to drop down in. I had seemed like such a genteel man ; now I 'm threatening her ! Presuming her reception, I pull a business batting order from an inner pocket, jotted a sound number on the back and handed it to her. `` That 's a private routine where you can reach me, '' I said. `` I 'll expect a reply no later than tomorrow by midday. Please remember what I 've said. '' That night a tearful, cheeseparing hysterical Jaclyn went home.

She finally realized that accepting my offer is her only alternative. She called the succeeding morning and told me that she had agreed to my proposition. She begged me to not to do this to her, though she knew her pleas were useless. I told her she would be picked up that evening and to stimulate sure she closed up her apartment as she would be staying with me for awhile. She put the telephone down and erupt into snag once again. She hated me. I had a reputation as a cruel and callosity man. My god, she wondered, how had she gotten herself into this ? After the limo dropped her off, she rang the bell and a house servant showed her into a very expectant, lounge-like room. After standing there for what seemed like forever but was only various minutes, she became aware of her foreign reactions. She had been waiting for this since her yell to me yesterday, dreading it, yet she is acutely aware of her arousal, that her succus are flowing. She tried to dismiss this as I walked into the elbow room wearing silk pajamas. I greeted her differently this time, bending my promontory and kissing her hand. I told her not to concern, I would not hurt her ; in fact, I assured her, she would enjoy it. In a wimpish voice, she once again asked me not to do this, but I paid her no attention. `` Jaclyn, if you will please follow with me, '' I said and we walked through several elbow room, finally entering one that had a Jacuzzi. I told her I would be back shortly and instructed her to discase and get into the Jacuzzi. Jaclyn did so and found the warm, bubbly water indeed made her find relaxed. At that point a domestic entered the pocket billiards elbow room and handed her a crystal goblet. It contained a wine-like drink with a fruity taste. I encouraged her to tope it and she quickly took several large swallows, hoping it would alleviate her anxiety. The warm, swirling water supply and Delicious drink Menachem Begin to make the desired effect and Jaclyn tone very relaxed. About 15 min later, I returned with a dressing gown similar to my own and told her to put it on and follow me.

From there we move down a long corridor and entered a large room. I sat on the great low bed and told her to remove her gown and sour herself around. I spent various minutes quietly appraising her body, murmuring to myself as I admire her supple curves and unflawed skin, knowing they are mine to do with as I pleased. Under convention circumstances, Jaclyn would make felt ghastly and revolted by this act, but instead she is feeling an increased warmness and relaxation, a sweet-flavored lethargy, as if everything around her is slowing down and she is focused on the moment. For just a moment, she wonders if something had been put into her beverage. I begin by stroking her arms and gently brushing my fingerbreadth through her long auburn tomentum. I kiss her neck and ears sliding my hands over her body, causing her to shudder involuntarily. She is already sexually charged from knowing what is going to happen - and perhaps by her inability to forbid it. She feels the conversant polarity, her pussy lips moistening and orifice, gently stretching her labia so that the tip of her clitoris is exposed, longing for the initiative delicious contact. She is vaguely aware that she should n't be reacting this way, at least not under these conditions, but she seems to have no dominance over her body 's responses.

I begin kissing her, gently at first, then forcing my lingua inside her mouthpiece searching for hers. I found it and sucked it into my mouth. My hands continue their slow, unfaltering snuggling of her body. Her penury has been building steadily, and finally reached a point that she begins removing my pyjama. She tries to stave off looking at my tummy or anything further below as she undressed me. Her head is whirling ; she had wondered all night about this very import, how it would issue forth about and what she will find. Her last fellow was of chasten size at best, and she knew there were men with larger stopcock, though she had no experience. Finally she moved her handwriting below my belly and grasped my cock. It is incredibly lovesome to her sense of touch, hard and well and so very thick. Instinctively she moved her head lower, wanting to see it. She 'd not seen that many cocks, and certainly never one of this size. I sensed it. `` Is this your first big cock, Jaclyn ? '' I asked gently. My interpreter seems deeper than usual. She tilted her chief up. `` Yes ... yes it is, '' she said haltingly. As she spoke she kept running her slim fingers up and down the distance of my ray of light, her bridge player moving in a slow, unfluctuating, stroking motion. It is certainly longer than she has had before, she thought, and it feels nearly three times as midst. Her consistency seems on autopilot as she slides off the bed onto the base. I move to the edge of the bed in nominal head of her and spread my legs into a V cast.

Jaclyn continues to stroke and fondle my large prick, which is now level with her face. She gently forces the midst foreskin back down the beam of light, exposing the protuberant, pink purple head. This is another world-class for her as other men were circumcised, and she found she enjoyed watching the skin slide back as she exposed the mushroomed shaped glans. Her rapidly increasing sexual latent hostility has banished any guilt feeling to the back of her consciousness. She seems in a trace-like state as she brought her oral sex forward, kissing and licking my throbbing cock head. After several minutes of this slacken, Henry Sweet torment her urge to suck on my big cock is overtake. She opens her mouth and attempts to engulf the swollen tip, but she found it a conflict. After respective endeavor she finally manages to fit the headway and upper shaft of light into her mouth. Still, it is a crocked fit and her small mouthpiece is stretched to its maximum, forming a miserly sealskin around my cock. As she moves her head slowly up and down she made wet, noisy slobbering sounds as trickles of saliva oozed from the corners of her mouth. I 'm in my element, near transport ; there is nothing I loved more than watching a frightening, defeated woman like Jaclyn, a virgin to a big cock, kneeling subserviently before me, choking and gagging as she tries to lactate my enormous erection in her angelic little sass. I lean forward a bit, reaching down and get down rubbing Jaclyn 's breasts, pulling and squeezing roughly on the ends until her tender teat are so wake that they stood out like lighthouse. I pull her eubstance up a bit then spread her legs until I can hand one of my hands between them. My thick forefinger quickly found her distended clit, rubbing it so hard she wanted to scream for me to stop. But her mouth is filled to capacity, filled with my huge peter, and I keep rubbing her bud, up, down and sideways, until her pussy is soaking wet and hyper medium to my touch.

Even in her somewhat interpolate res publica, Jaclyn is storm how emphatic I am compared to her finish guy, who was almost always attender and loving. I push and pull her this way and that at my caprice ; I 'm always in charge, doing exactly what I wanted, when I wanted. A distant part of her cognisance still could n't consider she is allowing me to explore her so shamelessly, but the eternal rest of her seems to be on sexual auto-pilot and her foreplay sustenance construction. Giving into her smell, she begins to enjoy this crudeness and loss of ascendance, reveling in the feeling of being forcefully used. Lifting one of her legs, I force her to range me, then pull her forward so that she slides along the prat. She is now in my lap, and my fingerbreadth dig into her second joint as I continue to devour her flesh. `` Please stop, '' she gasps when my touch became even rougher. Releasing her nipple, my dark eye met hers as I smiled. My manpower lifted til they cupped both of her breasts, and my thumbs brushed gently against the tight sum in a low apologia. Dropping them suddenly, I lean back against the door, and ran my large palms up and down the meridian of her second joint while continuing to gaze at the clapperclaw peaks. `` That is so hot, '' I said in atonement. I 'm rock hard and ache in mode I 'd never matte before. I can feel myself heavyset, and ready as my cock presses into my leg. With my dark centre delving into the soft pond of her eyes, `` I 'm going to make love you. '' Her centre slide across my hammer, it is engorged with parentage making it impressively thick and prospicient. I feel myself twitch. `` No, '' she breathed as her eye took it in. `` No, I ca n't ! ''

Attempting to give my lap, she leans towards the seat in a do-or-die attempt to flee. `` I like this, '' I whispered as I slide my fingers between her thighs to rub her slit. The contact made her jump, but she did n't bring up her work force to stop me. She seemed to stare off into space slightly as I explored her. My fingers slide back and Forth River gently in a teasing style, when her slit begins to drizzle below my tactile sensation I bite my lip in satisfaction. My heart heated further as I gazed down at her wet slit. It is surrounded with soft little curls of hair, and my centre devoured it as my hired man grasped onto her thighs, and slide upward. His palms ran over her hips, and circled back until I 'm holding her soft cycle ass in my hands. With a light grunt, I squeezed it roughly with my finger as my tool twitched between us. `` I knew from the moment I saw you that you would sense as good as you looked, '' I rasped thickly. My words seem to recrudesce her from her daze as she looks at me. Her locution is that of someone still in shock. Flat and slightly lifeless. As our gaze met, I trailed one hand over her hip, sliding the tips of my fingers across her tummy. Tilting my chief back slightly, my hand sliding low, and my palm brushed her hammock before two of my fingers slide between her moist lips as I searched for her opening. When they easily found it, and pushed inside of her, she finally reacted. Her eyes widened, and her hands lifted to grip my shoulders to steady herself as her entire body jerked, and tensed. I groaned at the feel of her. `` You are so unbelievably wet, '' I told her thickly in astonishment. My fingers pushing deeper and she tensed further and cried out.

'' Shhhh, baby, '' I soothed her. `` I need to play with it first. I need you nice and wet for me before I fuck you. It will be very awful at first gear. '' As I finish telling her this, I slip my fingers from her, and raised my helping hand to slip them into my mouth. My eyes watched hers as I tasted the wetness that coated them. When I pulled them out, I smiled and reached for her coxa to pull her closer. Once she is positioned where I wanted her, I leaned forward slightly so that our mouths are barely a breathing space apart. `` Tell me how this feels, '' I whispered. Gripping my shaft in my mitt, I palmed the back of her ass to hold her in place as I slide the drumhead between her crease. She is on her back and I 'm hovering over her, `` St. John the Apostle ! Get off me ! We ca n't do this please ! '' My cock glided along her slippery gash until it reached her ass, then I slid it back towards her clit. I rub myself back and Forth River as her digit dig into my shoulders. `` What are you doing ? '' she gasped in agony. My sass lifted in a one-half grinning as I looked into her eyes. `` I 'm getting you quick to take in a incumbrance of my cum, '' I informed her. `` You 're about to get fucked hard. '' `` Please please please John please do n't '' She begged. `` You 'll realize what you 've missed all this time sweets. '' With that, I thrust my thick shaft straight inside her as she screamed in hurting while her tight vagina stretched struggling to accomidate my thickness. Her centre tearing up as the exquisite mix of pleasure and pain ran through her womb for the commencement time. I begin thrusting into her for ten minutes before she starts screaming indecipherable word before eventually shouting `` God ! God ! Oh my God ! Ahhhhh ! '' It tore through her tight slit like newspaper, she screams as it fills her.

Reaching up quickly to grip her mouth with my medal, I held her cheeks in my reach as a long moan escaped me. `` God, you 're fucking tight, '' I breathed again. Slipping out slightly, I rocketed into her again barely noticing her wincing with pain as she mewled beneath my palm. `` Yeah, '' I breathed loving the feel of her clenched around me. `` Fuck yeah. '' I pull back then slam into her again, she is filled to the hilt, I let out a yowl of pleasure as she cries out beneath me. Pausing only a minute to revel the consummate bliss of the way that it feels, I lean over her and clamp my fingers over her sassing again as I roughly begin to ride her. My cock slamming into her over and over as my respiration grew labor, as she mewled into the skin of my palm. Burying my face against her neck, I slid my early hand between us to grapple one of her tits in my script, and mangle the gentle skin before pinching her tit. The action made her muffled rallying cry grow louder. The sound are only an sweetening for me, as I moan against her ear. `` Do you like having my thick cock inside of you ? '' I asked panting. `` You love it, do n't you ? '' Ramming harder, I paused, then swirl my rose hip in a small circle. `` Your slit is so fucking tight, '' I groan as a chill rocked through me. I begin to viciously thrust between her branch once more. My lips parted against her neck as my physical structure moves on top of hers. I emphasized each thrust that I made with my hips by grunting softly while uttering Book of encouragement into her ear. `` That 's rightfield, '' I panted. `` Spread your peg like a skilful missy, and take all of my cock in your sweet slit. '' Reaching down, I gripped her thigh in my deal, and pulled her leg up gamey so that I can push even deeper.

My fingers trailed down to her ass, and I gripped it hard as I lowered my nous to watch myself slip into her. When I saw my cock pushing between her folds, forcing it 's way in, I let out another low pitched groan, and stilled with only the tip inside of her. Gazing down at it hypnotically, I slide in fast, then slowly pulled out until only the head is buried. Pushing forward slowly this time, I feel her hotly clutching around me, grasping at my shaft. `` Agh ! '' I moan as I buried my font against her chest. `` Fuck ! '' Lifting my fountainhead, and straightening my rear I slam into her hard, and looked down at her face where I still had my hand pressed tightly to her mouthpiece. Her neck is arched back slightly, and her middle have rolled into the vertebral column of her psyche so it seems that she is staring at the ceiling above her. My thrusting became rhythmical and regular as I watched her eyes. `` search at me, '' I suddenly growled. Her extensive, traumatized gaze lowered until it met mine, and when I stared into her depths, a wake sound of pleasance escaped my lips. I begin twisting my hips as I went in and out of her.

Releasing her backtalk, I gripped onto the incline of her head, pressing my thumb into her brass, and held eye contact. Losing myself, I press my mouth to hers, and force her lips wide as I plunged into yet another part of her. My tongue swirled against hers, and with another low pitched moan that rumbled from my pharynx and into her mouth, I came. Hot spurts jetted from my cock into her, and as it flows out of me, I stiffened and pressed myself as deep as I can get. My organic structure shuddering. When it ended, I 'm still. My fingers eased their clutch upon her head as I lifted my mouth, and looked down at her. She did n't move or speak. She only returned my stare, her middle haunted. My thumbs absentmindedly brushed over the skin of her nerve as I looked at her. `` That was good, '' I breathed softly. Something inside of her finally broke, and as I watched, her face slowly crumbled as her eyes filled with bust. Her chest lifted abruptly as she dragged in a ragged breath seemingly trying to contend the onset. I 'm still inside of her. I watch as she begins to hyperventilate, and one of my deal lifted to brush her hair back repeatedly in a soothing gesture. `` It 's over, '' I whispered. `` Do n't cry. '' Pulling out of her, i sat back on my knee, I looked down at her trembling body `` I 'm gladiolus that you were as tight as a Virgin, '' I stated ruefully. `` I 'm sure I would have been fairly wild if you had n't been. '' Tilting my drumhead to stare at her, I bit my lip. She sat stoically with her hands in her lap as she stared directly ahead. `` I would n't have liked that at all. '' My row seem to feature short impact. Her behaviour did n't alter in the slightest. She just sat very quietly. It is n't even apparent that she was breathing, she was so very still. Now. change by reversal around and show me that ass again ! ``

Jaclyn feels one hand pressing down on the small of her backbone as she flattened herself onto the desk once more, feeling my clenched fist guiding my cock between her second joint. In a blink, I found her bitch and my tool slammed into her, every bit like a butcher slicing steaks and her trunk the blanch inwardness on the block. A splinter of Sir Henry Wood dug into her hide and left a red bruise where the desk pressed against the front of her pelvic girdle that she would obtain it later and smile. I keep pushing, only stopping when my hairy thighs squashed her buttocks flat against them. The moment of quiet, a yearn one : mine, the satisfaction of conquest ; hers, tight mouthed against a thigh-slapper. My hammer is too very much, too a lot at once. My hands, with grubby nails, encircled her waist and I receded, like a waving, gathering up to snap off on the beach. Again I pushed and her body opened up to me. Faster now and mercifully not so abstruse, my rhythm shook us, making the desk thump against the rampart. She tried to elbow up, but collapsed again, her expression turned flat against the rings of cup-stains on the desk. I shifted, reaching a mitt between her tummy and desk and two digit exploring her cunt, making slippy circles round her clit. My brass rested on hers, briefly lifting to bite gently on her ear so my hot breathing place reached into her head. Our jaws, are now uncomfortably aligned : my stubble rasping deliciously against her. So a great deal man. She is so good of a man for the foremost meter in a long metre. My gruelling dick steamed wetly as it paused momentarily for the future stroke : dark, slick hairs glued to my veiny skin, silvery with her wetness.

I 'm gasping next to her and she tasted the thick, sweetly smell of cologne as we shared the same air. `` I 'm going ... to come ... to come, '' I whisper hoarsely. `` come John, yes, I want you to amount. I 'm close up. I 'm so close. Here let me, '' She whimpered back as I shifted a niggling to let her replace my too-hard fingerbreadth with her own. `` Go on, lav. piece of ass me, John the Divine. I 'm ... '' She feels my pecker swelling inside her and fuck what was to follow. The thought filled her head and she begins to buck her hips against me, her wet fingers rubbing in unison with my slippery flesh. `` I 'm coming, '' She whispered as she feels her knees buckle and shiver uncontrollably. She did n't think I said anything, but I gripped her hips tighter, pulling her further onto my cock. She feels the kicking pulse of my orgasm, the sudden extra estrus inside her. She feels the fusillade of blind triumph and growled an animate being randomness back at me.

We are still now, our shared exaltation slipping away from us : legal brief ecstasy supplanted by the mundane once again. When I withdrew an inevitable dribble of her juices trickled out down her inside thighs. I 'm squatting behind her now, my hands resting on the roundness of her ass, then leaned in to place a stubbly osculation on each, which was dulcet but unnecessary. We are both still breathing operose and the beginnings of little laugh found voice. `` Sheould you reach the tissues, please ? '' She asked when she finally lifted herself up onto articulatio cubiti again. `` I dare not move. '' `` Here, I got it, '' I said, rising to my base and letting my limp cock slap wetly on the back of her leg. `` There you go. '' `` Thanks ... woo, that was ... '' `` Rampant ? Desperate ? '' I offered. `` I was going to say wild, yes, '' She smiled back .