DESIRE ... .better known as agony ... lovemaking is subdued and hard at the Lapplander fourth dimension. Like water, It is soothing and refreshing, But who can defy the raging flood.

God Jeanie is persistent. Jennifer ca n't believe she let her win over her to even do this. Jennifer pulled up to
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The hostess led her to a private room near the back where it is quiet and obtuse lighting suggesting that this expanse is for dates or VIP 's. She sat down across from me before bothering to reckon at me. In her mind this is a hopeless evening. She thought she knew exactly how this would go, pleasantly boring conversation, I 'd order a salad to show her twee feminine ways, I would importune on paying, we 'd go household and never speak to each other again. She is stunned as soon as she looks up into my face. She can tell apart something is unlike about me. There is a kind of amuse forbearance etched into my nerve. My strikingly rugged case and expensive apparel, she noticed only after she studied my expression. There was something remarkably associate about the pissed smile on his lips and the collar in his optic. Then it struck her, she recognized her own grammatical construction in mine. I also was dreading this particular date ; as if I knew it would never work between us ... there Is no hope. I spoke and broke her out of her here and now of subject, `` privy. You must be Jennifer. '' `` Yes, '' She smiled, `` Nice to meet you. How are you ? '' `` Just fine. '' Already an awkward silence ... not a good polarity for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a little preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. `` How do you bang Jeanie ? '' I tilted my oral sex to the side, as if not fully understanding the dubiousness, `` I 'm her friend. Did she not say you about me ? ''

She flush embarrassed. `` She tried, but to be honest you 're the fifth blind date she 's set me up with recently, so I may have cut her off ... '' I smiled slightly, `` blue jean can be persistent. She told me a lot about you. Let me tell you, you have high criterion to hold out up to. '' She chuckled, how like Jeanie. She took a breathing place to start speaking again, but I cut her off. `` listen, you seem like a nice Brigham Young fair sex 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 know me. The disarray and pain of rejection is make 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 particular curio that nigh woman can not stick out even the thought of. '' What on earth could he stand for ? I continue on, `` but that 's no reason for us not to have a decent eve together and maybe even turn friends for dungaree 's interest. '' Jennifer narrowed her centre at me, `` What kind of quirkiness ? '' No point in beating around the President Bush. I sat back in my fundament and a minuscule surprised by her bluntness. I pause for a moment, considering whether or not to tell her something then just came right out and said it, `` sexual peculiarity. ''
Just then the waiter appeared from behind her shoulder to involve our drink decree. I seen the waiter coming and shared my bit of entropy just then on purpose. To give her time to outgrowth.

But the antic is on me. She is no stranger to `` sexual oddities, '' in fact `` sexual oddity, '' were some of her favourite pastimes. She decided to act as dumb and see if she could envision out exactly what I was into. She let her facial expression brighten up, `` Oooh are you like the guy in 49 shadiness of Silver ? '' pretending to be a fan girl of the most recent raunchy sex novel. I took a deep breathing spell and closed my centre in aggravation. I 'm sure the inaccuracies and poor depiction of BDSM in that book labour me as mad as it drove her. She let a diminished 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 data that I want shared. '' I paused for her agreement to keep my secret. She smiled excitedly, as if having found a C dollar bill, and nodded. `` Yes I am a dominant like the quality in that Christian Bible, but that character is a horrible representation of what my intimate modus vivendi is about. I 'm sure that you 're not interested in hearing about my sex life the first sentence we 're meeting over dinner, I just wanted to excuse why I ca n't pursue you. The sort of sex I have is very finical and not for everyone. So I am hoping we can just get a pleasant even and office as friends. ''

Jennifer is truly interested now. Not only is this screen engagement person that Jeanie approved of, which meant that I was form, compassionate, intelligent, flush and about probable a very beneficial snap, I 'm also a sexual dominant. Hmmm what to do ... She did n't want to come right out and say 'Hey that 's convenient become I 'm sexually submissive !'But she did want me to view her as having voltage. She decided to play a little with me. As our conversation continued, we found that we had quite a bit in common. Jeanie actually got this set up powerful. We genuinely laughed at each former 's jokes, found we watched the same TV shows and got along very well. Throughout the nighttime however, She keeps dropping niggling hints to keep me thinking of her submissively. She dropped her gaze down to the mesa often, she leaned forward onto the board letting her hired hand rest in supplicant position, when the server came to the table with our main course I asked, `` You ordered the grilled crybaby right field ? '' and she replied with a comical, `` Yes Sir ! '' She noticed my middle dart to her facial expression then down as if embarrassed by a persuasion. She is a fiddling brassy, very talky 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 do it my daily vanilla side as well. Jennifer is having the best prison term she has had in calendar month. As dinner party is winding down the waiter came over and she instructed him to bestow us separate curb. 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 good it is a pet peeve of mine.

'' Even if we were really on a date I do n't like the mind of a man having to pay for dinner party anyway. I ate, just like you did and this is not the 1950 's where woman did n't exercise or did n't make decent money working. I get paid quite enough to give my own dinner. '' My face is attentive as I start to protest again, `` Yes, however ... '' but she cut me off again. `` It 's a little sexist of me to assume that you should receive to pay, and it 's a lilliputian sexist of you to assume that I ca n't or do n't want to pay. '' My hands went up in frustration, `` Fair enough. I 'm glad Jean set us up, I really think we could be with child friends. '' On our way out to the parking lot I knew this was my last probability to name that not all Bob Hope is lost between us. `` So you never asked me about mine. '' She said. I looked puzzled and asked, `` Your what exactly ? '' She grinned mischievously, `` My sexual rarity. Does n't everyone have at least some ? '' Surprise crossed my aspect, `` Not many char would require to talk about sex on the offset escort. '' `` We determined earlier that this is n't a date, '' She corrected me. `` Even so ... '' I trailed off. She shrugged her shoulders 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 entail ? '' `` wellspring, '' She started, `` I happen to bask being the submissive pardner in relationships. '' I grabbed her shoulder and turned her back to her car, stepping close to her. `` Do n't lie to me now. Do you deliver actual experience being submissive ? ''



'' Have you ever had sex with a man XXX two years older then you ? '' `` Have you ever been fucked by a 9 '' long cock with the thickness of a coke can ? '' My face is just column inch from hers and my eyes meant commercial enterprise. Her breath caught in her pharynx and she only just managed to squeak out, `` no ... '' My eyes are heated and yet cold and hard. I ask in a very level and controlled voice, `` Is that sorting of kinship something you would be interested in trying with me ? '' My bluntness and close strong-arm law of proximity is derailing her flirty and puckish plan. She feels the warmth of my soundbox 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 side ... my rim 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 step away from her, allowing her to realize that her consistency is leaning against the car. As she peeled her trunk away from the common cold alloy I instructed, `` Put your leftovers in your car. '' She took a breath and squared her berm. The thrill of following guild hit her immediately as she unlocked her car and set her intellectual nourishment on the passenger butt. I closed the door and pulled her away from her car toward a bar across the street. As we stepped off the curb into the road I moved my mitt to the small of her back. Instantly she feels a change seed over her ; she stood straighter, her hip swayed more, her shoulders were back and her head is held high. Amazing the change that one touch in the ripe place could sustain. The bar is gimcrack and total of kids barely old enough to be there ... some may not throw 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 elbow room for seating. I lead her to the book binding corner of the bar where there was a tiny booth with solely one side of seating room and let her slide in.
'' Do you like red vino ? '' I asked still standing. She shook her point no and answered with, `` Long Island Iced Tea is my drink. '' `` No. '' She said it so simply and confidently she did n't interrogate me. `` White wine ? '' I asked. `` White wine is right than red, '' She said. I disappeared from the table making my way up to the bar. I did n't slide in and around the bunch 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, students parting like the Red Sea around me. She is watching the bar supply ship look for wine feeding bottle and chuckling when individual plopped down next to her. In the binding recess of the bar it could n't let been by mistake. Jennifer glanced up at the clearly toast frat boy and immediately backed as far away from him as she could in the booth. `` Hii tthere baby chick, '' his speech was slurred and he was clearly trying to get lucky tonight judgement by the way he spoke mainly to my breasts. `` Hi, '' was her immediate reply and overwhelming need to be civilised kicked in, `` How are you ? '' When she did n't get any sorting of reaction beyond him staring at her breasts she asked, `` Are you lost ? Do you have Quaker here ? '' `` Friends ! '' he shouted raising the field glass of beer in his hand, clearly calling out to soul and not answering my question. Faintly across the bar she heard a radical of mass respond with, `` Forever ! '' `` I have the friends, '' he said pointing over his shoulder. `` They bet me, '' twisting his hand to point at me, `` that I could n't see your titties, but I, '' he paused to hire a thick breath, `` know I can. ''

He breath stunk of sweet beer as he exhaled on me. Jennifer tried to support further into the lilliputian booth. `` Sorry, '' She said, `` I 'm afraid your friend are mighty. '' He reached over with a beer still in his script, `` No, see, if we just get this push button out of here ... '' She grabbed at his hands to intercept him just as she hears my reassuringly angry interpreter, `` Hey ! '' I yelled, my voice made the frat boy start 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 get it on this girl was claimed. '' He saluted me in a very drunken way and started to retreat toward his friends. I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and said in a calmness and dangerously quiet voice that carried over the racket 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 time ; 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 necessity. I slide into the booth succeeding to her and with one paw held both of hers still. My former hand went to her cheek and held her cheek. Waiting until she looked up from the tabular array to make eye contact with me, I asked, `` Are you ok ? '' She smiled weakly at me and nodded.

I kissed her temple sweetly. `` Okay. '' I sounded reassured. `` White wine-coloured, '' I announced as I slide a chalk over to her. My glass is full-of-the-moon of Scotch malt whisky. This is unlike than the restaurant. I 'm different. Jennifer is different. We talked openly about what our boundary and experiences were. Occasionally she would glance over the bar looking for anyone that she knew or that she would care if they overheard our conversation, but the gang stayed young and indifferent to the couple sitting in the plunk for corner. I asked her many questions and her reaction 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 dissimilar. I had her complete and undivided attention. She sat back in the rear end, her consistency feeling smaller and humble the longer we talked. When she pulled out her purse to settle down her tab I frowned at her. `` I 'll give birth none of your sappy feminism ranting now. '' `` But I ... '' She started. I stopped her by simply raising my hand. `` I know that you are perfectly equal to 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 disbursement 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 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 gentleman ... even if that 's a little male chauvinist. '' 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 body is slender and toned. Her belly is flat and she fits into a size 6. All things considered, she is a catch. Embarrassed by my stares, she excuses herself from the aliveness room to go to the kitchen. She reached into the cupboard for a chocolate mugs and spirit me press up against her. `` Do n't mind me. I 'm just here for the java, '' 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 prison term you realized that I 'm in statement here and break saying no. '' I slide my paw around her waist and dip my fingers beneath the elastic band of her skirt. She just froze as I shoved a finger into her pussy. `` I 've been affected role long enough, but my pecker '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 fingerbreadth fucking her in the kitchen. My hard-on is still rubbing against her, getting larger every second.

'' Mm. Did you wax your puss just for me ? '' I ask, `` Makes you seem in need of a shtup lesson. Do you need mortal to teach you how to puddle a man cum, Jennifer ? '' `` Please, just stop, '' She said again, pushing back against me. It only made me harder. I abandoned the coffee tree mug that I had clasped in my handwriting to pass on beneath her blouse and cupped one of her white meat. 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 oral fissure 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 teat and held her tighter. Her peel tingling under my spit. I licked and sucked her bosom, gently working one tit then the other breast. My hot back talk lapping at her nipple, which had grown hard at the flick of my natural language.

Then my hand is firmly gripping her haircloth, whispering instructions in her ear. A arcanum just for her. `` You are mine for tonight. You will do exactly as I say. You will be a good girl and you will be rewarded for your obedience. ''
Jennifer nodded just to palpate the drag of her head against my hand. She feels her wetness seeping through her step-in as she stood on shaky 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 drift as she undid her blouse, exposing the black lacing and her full breasts. Her pulse is racing. `` Keep going, Jennifer. You know the rules. '' So stern. So fucking sexy. A hip shimmy and the skirt fluttered to the storey. My eyes widened at her bare slit, 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 carry it all off. You can keep the stockings and garter bash. They please me. '' In a affright, she fumbled with the bra hold, unhooking it and pulling it away from her small breasts. She dropped it on the level, `` A niggling precipitous, though you 're quite obedient nonetheless, are n't you ? '' `` Yes, sir. '' An unusual bit of pride welled in her chest. `` Bend over the frame. I told you, good young woman get rewarded. ''

Already, her pass is filling with quiet. No longer concerned with anxiousness or mundane labor, I 'm filling her with calm, through mastery and her own pliant, willing reply. A response, in this suit, is to bend forward over a plush sofa, and sting her ass in high spirits in the air. She gave it a lilliputian wiggle for good measure. `` 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 bender of her ass. She squirmed and her voice got burly, quieter. `` I want - '' I spanked her once, hard. She bit her lip to celebrate from crying out in the go minuscule threads 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 pussycat, sliding a finger between the lips. `` judgment by how lots of a wet little jade you are, I think there 's more that you want. '' She whimpered. `` Yes, sir. I want to fucked. I want you to have sex me. '' The go few prison term tumbled out in a poverty-stricken rush. She hears me slew my belt out of my bloomers, and a zipper from behind her. She jumped as I lightly trailed my 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 mouth as she flinched, feeling my inclemency enter her deepest recesses. I filled every in of her, satisfying that deep ache she has had between her legs since the night began. She hears me mutter `` oh fuck '' as I begin to stuff into her slowly, giving her body time to accommodate my generous girth.

Jennifer begged, she pleaded. `` Please ... More ... More ... please ... Do n't block off ... Fuck me ... Please fuck me ... Please ... Oh god ... please. '' I slipped easily in and out of her, her wetness slick down her thigh, increasing my footstep at her incoherent goad 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 stern. Forceful, deep poke that pressed her thigh against the back of the sofa, and bounced her mammilla back and forth. I grabbed her hair's-breadth roughly, arching her vertebral column towards me, saying `` You are mine. ejaculate, come for me. Be a well daughter and come for me. '' In my masochistic bliss, all she can do is moan and smile. She tries to save my step with her hips, pressing back against me at the deepest power point of my hard strokes inside her, but lost out to my frenetic rhythm and her finger on her clit. She tightens around me suddenly, crying out, lost to wafture of pleasure, jerking her hips uncontrollably. I pull out, and with a moan, spill my hot white cum on her ass. Delicately, I rubbed it into her skin. I led her to lay down on the sofa, where I enveloped her in my arms, more tenderly than she honestly would suffer 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 repugnance, her eubstance begins to respond to my pinch again. Her pussy jump aching for my huge stopcock instead of my index digit. I sensed it, I flipped her back around and dove my handwriting back into her pussy. Her slick juices dripped with each thrust of my mitt, which made it soft to slide in a second finger and then a third. Her mind is screaming no, but her torso has begun to melt again. I tease and rub her clit with my thumb while my fingerbreadth stroke inside her kitty-cat. She feels heat start to flow through her and she tries to grab onto the counter to stabilize herself. When I sensed that she is beginning to cum, I pull my fingerbreadth out of her pussy and move over her clitoris a operose nip. She winces and whimpers, but I slap my puss soaked hired hand over her mouth. `` living quiet, '' I growled into her ear. I bent her over the counterpunch and slip one's mind my finger's breadth into her mouth. She sucks her sweet pussy succus off of each finger like I had sucked her breast. She ca n't believe how evoke 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 counter top, and the early in her mouth. I rub my garb tool against her and she sucked my finger. Her trunk 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 nighttime. Her torso 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 hold screaming that this should n't be happening again. `` Do n't do this ... I have never been fucked twice in one nighttime. '' She pleaded between moan, still rubbing herself against me. `` Ha ! '' I entwined my clenched fist in her hair's-breadth and pull her capitulum back against my berm, pinning her tighter against me, `` Do n't act like you do n't want this. I feel how wet you are—how your greedy pussy begs for my putz. I fuck a woman usually three or four times during the night. '' I tangle my finger's breadth into her hair, pulling her point back and glided my tongue into her open oral fissure. She does n't jazz 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 tabulator top. Her nipples pressed against the inhuman tile, sending a shudder through her. Her rousing is hot, prickling her sens. She whimpers again, asking me to block off, but it did n't do any proficient. Jennifer is n't sure she meant it anyway. I lifted up the back of her shirt, pushing her step-in aside, and press the tip of my cock against her curtain raising. I held tightly onto her rosehip, sliding my shaft up and down her slit, making sure enough it is well greased with her lustfulness. I tease her clitoris with the fountainhead of my hammer until she just ca n't stand it anymore.

'' Please, '' She whispers. `` delight what ? '' I said, amusement in my voice. `` Please. Just put it in. '' She said in little Sir Thomas More than a murmur. `` What do you need ? I could n't quite get word you, '' I mocked. `` Just put it in ! '' She said as aloud as she dared, `` Please ! '' `` Like this ? '' I ask, pushing into her hot thirsty cunt. I held her against the counter as I dip my cock just barely past her pussy lips and pull back out. I did this a few times, never going any cryptic than an column inch. She tried to hale herself back onto me, but I just laughed. `` Just get it on me already ! I want you to fuck me ! '' She cried in exasperation. `` I knew you 'd come around. '' I grunted ramming the total distance of my cock into her slit. She nearly screamed, but my fingers were back in her mouth, 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 palpate so good. I begin fucking her, slow and deep, rubbing up against her g-spot with each jab. It did n't convey longsighted before she feels the tingling bedspread through her and know 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 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 pussy quivering, the rapture fading a little with each pulsing. She whimpers again, pushing back against my severity.

'' You 're a thirsty petty thing, are n't you ? '' I said with a sneer, `` I better fill you up. '' I start to speed up, hammering my turncock into her dripping wet puss. I spread her legs wide-eyed, my Ball slapping against her clitoris. 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 give suck you off ! '' I start to slow down down. `` You want to suck my dick ? '' `` Yes, please ! I want to taste you. I want to feel your hot cum shoot down my throat. I want to lick my pussy succus off of your cock. Please ! Let me get on my knee and suck you. Just please do n't cum inside my kitty ! '' I reach down and get down flicking her clit and rolling it between my thumb and finger. My pecker is still rubbing her g-spot and since her lastly orgasm had n't completely subsided, another one is coming on quick. Her pussycat tightens around my stopcock and she ca n't help but crowd 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 gibe a grave load of cum into her kitty. Her coming intensified and she milked me dry. Every bead of my cum is filling her up. What 's worse is that she loves it ! At that moment she knew she would allow me to exploit her lust any fourth dimension I wanted. Once I 'm polish off, I pull out of her and toss her over. My cum starts to filter out of her pussy lips.

She is flushed from her headland to her toes. I pull her close for a cryptical, passionate kiss, my tongue continuing the violation I had just had against her body. She yielded completely to me, allowing me to take advantage of her. When I pushed her away, I gave her tit one terminal hard hint and zipped up my pants. I turned and walked out of the kitchen, walking down the hallway. Jennifer just stood there in complete disarray, my cum dripping out of her abuse pussy .