It was a party

July 30, 2007

We arrived late. Lots were already drinking. There were about 20 of us. After a while, some left… then more left.. they were drunk… I was drunk.

It was late. About 2:30 AM. I needed a refill. I wandered back downstairs. He was sitting in the corner in a chair. He tapped his lap for me to sit down. I did. I was wearing as skirt. His hands found my bare thigh. He kissed me. I kissed back. I couldn’t help it. He apologized. I kissed him again, to show him that it was okay. Then I stood up and went to get my drink. He stayed put.

About half an hour later, i wandered back down for more… He followed me this time – closed the door behind us. We were alone. He kissed me again. I held the back of his head as I kissed him back. He was a fantastic kisser. He pulled my leg up and slid his hand between them, pulled aside my panties and slid a finger inside of me. It felt so good.. I threw my head back. I moaned. he kissed me again. He pulled out his fingers, and licked them off. I could see the guilt on his face. I told him to relax, it was okay. He came over to me again, dropped to his knees. Pushed my skirt up around my waist. Pulled my panties aside and found my clit. Oh my… i wanted to cum for him. I wanted him to fuck me. We couldn’t. Not there. I refilled my drink and went back upstairs.

A bit later, i wandered in for some ice. I heard him call my name. I went looking for him and he took my wrist and pulled me into the bathroom, locking the door behind us. He kissed me.. he wanted to fuck me. I told him we shouldn’t, that we were both way to drunk. He was disappointed. I was disappointed. I wanted it too. He said okay. He left the bathroom. I sat there for a moment.

All i could think of was that he wasn’t the one i truely wanted. He wasn’t who i’ve spent the last 9  1/2 years pining for, wishing for, hoping for… he wasn’t Him…


Our Story

July 9, 2007

You invite me to your office after hours. quick hug and your brush my
cock and comment if that is that is what is going to hurt you I smile and
grab you as you turn away. I grab a
fistful of hair and kiss your forcefully
I drive your body into a nearby wall and almost the full weight of my body
slams into you driving the air from your body I kiss
deeply as your mind
goes a little hazy and dark momentarily your body
instinctively responds
by
trying to pull away I slide my hand up to your throat and firmly apply
pressure forcing your head back to the wall so I can kiss you as much as
I want. You enjoy it, but try to pull my hand away as it feels like your are
being drowned. You tell me you can’t breathe but I tell you that if you
can talk you can breathe and I kiss you more. Your hips are grinding against
mine and beg for me to relax. I tell you I will if that is what you want, but
you begging to have me release you is a turn on. You know I am stronger
than you that I have the power to do anything
I want
to you and your only hope
is that I
don’t abuse it. I slam your whole body into the wall again and hear the
air escape your lungs. I slide my free hand up to your skirt and rip it up over
your hips and I rip your
panty hose down so that your excited pussy is bare
to the world. I keep my hand on your throat and both of your hands are clutching
at it, trying to pull it away, the more you struggle the more you feel
threatened
and the more you feel like you are trapped.  The more you feel trapped the more
you panic.  Your nails are digging into my hand, drawing blood. I use my free
hand to part your thighs, throw one leg over my hip and guide my hard cock
into your pussy.  I gently part your swollen lips with the head of my cock 
as
soon as I enter you I pause I kiss you deeply and tell you to relax, that you wont
get hurt. Do what I say. Fight if you want, fight if it turns you on, it turns me on.
Fight if you think it will help; fight if you know it won’t. Or submit;
realize
that
you won’t fight me off, that I am stronger, that I am taking what I know you want
me to take. With that I slam my hips into you as hard as I can, my hard cock
driving deep inside your pussy and you gasp, I loosen my grip and you take
deep 
breaths as if you were under water for a long time. I grab a fistful of hair
and change hands on your throat I force your head back as I ram my cock
into you.
you slide your leg up on my hip and your arms around my neck and
shoulders
you push off the floor with your other foot and wrap both legs around
my
waist, locking them at the ankles, it catches me by surprise and I don’t

want to fall so I have to let go of your throat and hair I slide both my hands
under your ass and thighs to
support you I drive you into the wall with both of
our weights and you still hang on. I drive up into you and you are bouncing down
onto my cock you are screaming in pain and pleasure your nails buried deep
in my back until you cum, several times. I am not done and I
haven’t come yet.

you’ve got your hand on my throat  and I’m pleading with you to stop… 
and you’ll look into my eyes, and see how excited I am, and ignore my pleads..  
until you finally carry me over to my desk and clear it off – everything to the
floor and you lay me down on it and slide me across so you can have room
as well to climb on top of the desk you rip open the shirt, with the buttons
flying off your hand finds my neck and you pull me up to kiss me again
before you push me back down hand on my chest, making it so I can’t get
up you start slide your cock into my pussy… but stop to tell me not to
make a fucking noise… then you continue  
to fuck me, your other hand
around my thigh pulling me toward you with each thrust after a minute
you take both of my legs – left them high and
back.. Knees to my chest…
you ride me hard… with me not being able to make a noise, I cum several
times… with not more than just a slight moan when I try and catch my breath.
You climb off the desk – and pull me to the edge legs still up, you swing
them sideways to one side of the desk so I am 
lying on my side. Your hips
continue to rock you in and out of me… finally
I’m
on my stomach, leaned
over the
table … I reach down and slide my hand between my thighs,
looking for my
clit… and you slap my ass – hard… telling me I didn’t have
permission to be doing that. So I stop and pull my and back up. You take
both of my hands in yours and hold them together behind my back, so I
cannot try again. My breasts are pressed against the desk; my head turned
to the side there is no where for me to go. You pull my chair over, and
I lift one foot and put it the chair.
I’m
in an uncomfortable position, but
you tell me you don’t care. I can’t move, so it doesn’t matter anyway. I try
to push back into on each thrust and you hold both of my hands with just
your one hand and get a nice handful of hair with the other and you pull my
head back. in a very sexy raspy voice, you tell me to stop fucking helping,
that you hadn’t told me to do anything other than lay there, and that if I helped
again,
I’d only be punished… in any way you saw fit…

You continue to hold me down -one hand holding my hands behind my back,
 and the other the back of my neck with my face pushed into my desk. I try and 
get my hands free, or at least one hand free and that only causes you to bury 
your cock deeper into me, knowing 
that pushing it that deep hurts me… 
I try to move forward, away from the force of your body thrusting into me, 
the edge of the desk digging into 
my thighs is killing me, but I am unsure if I 
should tell you. You kick the chair away from the desk, and slow your pace
considerably. It drives me crazy with how slow you’re going, and how you’ve
stopped going so deep. I stand on my toes, trying to get you to go deeper
into me, and I attempt to push back into you again, not realizing you’re
trapping me into trying to help so you can punish me. You let go of my hands
and my neck and pull out and then tell me not to move. You sit back in the chair,
watching me lay across the desk vulnerable, with my pantyhose around my ankles
and my skirt up over my ass. I try to talk, to ask you whets going on, but you tell
me to shut the fuck up, that you’re in charge. You lean down and pull off my
stockings and go around the table, reach out and take my hands and wrap my
wrists tightly in them. Then you tie the other end to the drawer handles. You then
smooth my hair off my cheek so you can see my face. Telling me to open my eyes,
so you can look into them. Tilting my head up so I can look into your eyes, you smile
at me like you know something that I don’t. Your hand on the back of my head, you
lean in and kiss me deeply, biting my bottom lip as you pull away. You then walk back
around the desk, smoothing your hand over my ass; you suddenly slap it hard,
leaving an immediate hand print. I jump at the sting, and you ask if that hurt.
I nod my head, and you do it again, telling me “good” you pull my skirt down
off my legs, and tell me that
I’ve
been naughty, and need to be punished. That
I’d defied you, and that you won’t tolerate my not doing as I’m told and that
I’m
going to wish I’d listened. You stand behind me again, telling me to stand
back on my toes, so you can reach my pussy better. Without warning you shove
your cock into me, and I try to pull away again, you grab my hips and force
yourself in deeper than ever, causing me to whimper in pain. As you slide in and
out of me a few times, you ask me if
I’m going to be a good girl now, and I nod…
you tell me to answer you right, and I tell you “yes,
I’ll
be a good girl now” and
you tell me you don’t believe me. That you need to punish me. I don’t say anything
and you ask me if
I’m scared. I nod again, and you tell me that you like me being
scared. I am nervous for what is about to happen and you tell me that if I relax it
wont’ hurt so much. You put your hand on my back and push down, forcing the
breath out of my lungs and you leave your hand there so I can only take shallow
breaths. You pull your cock out of my pussy and it glistens with my pussy juice,
you tease the opening of my pussy for a few seconds, and without warning,
you slide your cock into my ass, at the same time, removing your hand from my
back and I take in a deep breath and letting out a small scream. Your hand finds
the back of my hair and you pull my head back and I hear you tell me how I
deserve what I get. You slide your cock slowly back out of my ass, and then slam
it back in… I scream again, and you continue to rock your hips into me, you’re
bent over me kissing and biting my back, you use my hair as leverage as you fuck
my ass. I beg you to stop, that it hurts, I try to pull away, to try to push you away
with my free legs, and I try to get away from the pain. I whimper, almost cry.
I want you to stop but you just laugh at me. You tell me that I need to learn a lesson
and that if I really
meant what I said; I’d
be able to get away… You slide all the
way into me, bend over and slide one hand around and over my breasts then back
up to my throat and pull my head back towards you so you can whisper into my ear….

 

So as you are tied to the desk
I pause leaving you in the room alone to solely wonder and worry about what
I am doing. I return with a silk pillowcase, dark red.  And a soft blanket
.
I gag you with a silk scarf so your screams are muffled and I place the bag
over your head and tie it around your neck; you can still breathe, but the
firmness of the knot and the sensory depravation
strike fear into you.
You writhe on the desk and I slap your ass hard. That wasn’t
because you squirmed,
it was because I can. So by all means keep trying to free yourself.

I reposition you so you are on your back I place the blanket under you and
tell you that
is the only comfort that you a re about to experience. I use
another scarf to bind your ankles together and another one at your knees.  
Your legs are side by side and there is nothing you can do. I
retrieve the
matching silk sheet and fold it in half and spread it across your hips pulling
it tight and securing it to the opposite sides of the desk, your whole body is
trapped, your tits and erect nipples straining against the smooth cold fabric,
your legs locked together.

I lick your body through the sheet, sucking on your tits feeling your body
tense. Then I lick what bit of your pussy and clit
is exposed. Then I stand
where your hips are hanging off the desk. I lift your legs up and rest them
on my shoulder.
Lila
, you wanted this, just remember you asked for it.  
You are getting what you deserve.  You have no one to blame but yourself
for the situation you  
find yourself in.  You had plenty of time to turn this
opportunity down.
Plenty of opportunities to tell me that you didn’t
enjoy
this type of treatment.  You failed to protect yourself from this situation
and now I am going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before
and you can’t even tell me to stop.  All you have is your thoughts wishing
that you protected yourself.  Wishing that I
didn’t cum out to your office,
that I
didn’t fly out to meet you again. I can smell your fear and your pussy.
My cock is throbbing and I lay it against your leg.  You feel the heat of my
shaft as it is hard and filled with blood.  You try to pull away but there is
nowhere to go. I lift your legs and slide my hand down to your thighs.

I guide the head of my cock in between your thighs and use my fingers to
guide the head toward your wet swollen pussy.  You don’t
pull away, you try
to take my cock in, it feels good, and you don’t
feel afraid anymore. You
like that
Lila , does it feel good?  It wasn’t as bad as you thought was it? I
see the pillow case rise as you nod and moan softly in agreement. well that
is because that was just to make you at ease, this
isn’t
how it is going to be,
your body freezes, you stop rocking you tense your muscles to try to push my
cock out of you
I pull out anyway, my cock dripping from your wet pussy your
juices running down your ass. I step up into you again, you try to fight me off
with your legs, I grab you at the knees and pull them to my chest, and they
are moving nowhere.  And you tire yourself out trying to fend me off. As you
collapse from exhaustion, I drizzle
KY all over my hard cock. I rub it all over
your ass and let it seep into every
crevice
.  You try to fight but you are having
a hard time breathing and keeping oxygen at that pace. I use my hand to guide
my cock to you again; 
I find your swollen pussy and rub the head of my cock
against it. I make like I will enter you but instead rub it farther down until I feel
a slight depression. You have your ass so tight, not wanting me inside. there is
so much resistance but there is so much slick lube, and I have leverage and
strength it 
doesn’t  take long before I push past your tight ass and the head of
my cock penetrates you. I hear your muffled scream and I slap your exposed
ass cheek, hard.  My hand hurt, but it was nothing to the red hot welt of my palm
on your body. You get distracted and I bury my cock until your ass cheeks are
against my hips. Your body is as tight as could be, you are not enjoying this, you
are screaming but they sounds like moans through the scarf. The more you try to
tighten and push me out and the more you try to scream for help, the harder and
harder I fuck your ass. My balls are pulled up to my shaft, they have been creating
a massive load to fill you with and they are ready to explode inside your tender ass.
My fingers dig into your thighs and I let out a moan as my head tilts back and I
pound your ass harder than anything you have ever felt.  I assume that you are in
pain and I
don’t care, it was what you wanted, and you got it. but as I am pulsing
inside of you and delivering my cum to your insides I feel your body shake and quiver,
pulsing immediately after me and you are
experiencing the most intense orgasm you
have ever felt. The lack of oxygen, the restraint, the pain, my cock, your tight ass,
your thighs have been squeezing and working your exposed
clit, the cool silk
rubbing against your nipples. You explode harder than you ever could have imagined
and my cock feels like it has blown the biggest shot that I could have ever blown…

Written by AJ & Me Oct 06


Here you are, just like you wanted

July 8, 2007

I struggle and try to scream through a leather strap as it is fastened firmly in my mouth, but only a muffled sound is heard. Restraints are holding my wrists on either side stretching me taut as I lay helpless on the soft, king-sized bed. You are at the foot of the bed, tying my ankles as well, having to pry my legs apart to do so. I lay there totally pinned now, my breasts heaving up and down as my labored breathing reveal my state of terror.

 

You move between my legs, your hard cock in your fist. “Now you’re going to get what you’ve been begging for, baby,” you say as you touch the head of your shaft to my moist slit. I can only shake my head no as I renew my struggles to no avail. “You’re held too tight,” you remind me as you begin to force your cock into my squirming cunt.This story all began when you and I started talking more than 9 years ago online. After several years, I knew I had to experience this for myself, but at the same time I knew that you would never go along with it. So, I came up with a plan….

I had always been a tease and loved attention from you. I figured that all I needed to do was get you in the right situation with props of a certain type and you would take it from there. I talked you into letting me fly out there one weekend. I showed up in a short black skirt, with the hem only inches below my pussy. My bare, tan shoulders were accented nicely by the thin straps of the pink top I wore and my tits strained against the material that was stretched tightly across my chest. The color contrasted just right with my brunette hair as it flowed over my shoulders.

“You look fantastic.” you told me when you arrived at the hotel, “I hope you know what you’re in for.” My face turned bright red when you said this and I giggled. I’d picked out a jet black lacy spaghetti thong, cut high on the hips. From the back, it looked like I was naked as the thong disappeared.  With the addition of some four inch heels, large hoop earrings, and a necklace, I thought I saw you lick your lips as you stared at me, but I pretended not to notice.

 

 

I could feel the electricity of your excitement.  After we had a few drinks, you came and stood right in front of me at the end of the bed. 
I knew all of your attention was on me and I loved it. You reached down and slid your hand up the inside of my smooth leg. I let out a barely audible gasp as you reached the top of my thighs and rubbed across my wet thong. You could feel my engorged clit through the material. I moaned a little and slid back on the bed to give you greater access as I guided your hand inside the panty. When you slipped two fingers inside, you seemed surprised at how wet I was. I held your wrist as I ground my pussy against your hand and soon you felt my walls clenching in orgasm on your fingers. I withdrew your hand and licked your fingers clean.

Soon, you had me on my back and slipped your cock into me and pumped me feverishly. I loved this rough treatment and moaned with passion. Just then, I convulsed with such a huge orgasm that you lost it too, emptying your balls deep in my pussy. My cunt milking your cock of every drop it had to offer.  You knew I was ready now for phase two of your wicked little plan.I got up and went into the bathroom to freshen up while you got a drink from the cooler that you brought in. I was in there for maybe twenty minutes. When I re-appeared I noticed you were staring at my every move. I hadn’t noticed at first the restraints on the bed, or the crop lying across the table, and I suddenly lost my nerve and was scared. “I’m not so sure about all this, I think maybe you should leave,” I said with a shaky voice.

“Not fucking likely,” you told me, “I’m not walking out now, baby!” I tried to make it to the door but you quickly moved between me and that exit. I went back toward the bathroom, but you grabbed me from behind with your arm around my throat. I tried to scream but you squeezed with your forearm until I was quiet. You made me promise to keep quiet, or I’d be sorry, and I complied with your demands.

“Now let’s see what these look like naked,” you whispered as you ripped my top down. “Mmm, tasty tits,” you said as you sucked first one, then the other. Both nipples were rock hard and standing straight out at least half an inch. Then you reached down and pried my thighs apart and slipped two fingers into my drooling cunt. “Oh yeah, ready to fuck.” I could hear the excitement in your voice; my pussy juice was actually running down the inside of my thigh. “How about I put you on the bed and hold you down tight?” you asked me as though I had a say in what was happening. Without hesitation, knowing you were much stronger than me, you forced me onto the bed, despite my resistance.

 

I struggled and tried to scream through a leather strap as it was fastened firmly into my mouth, but only a muffled sound is heard. Restraints were then tied around my wrists, holding my hands on either side stretching me taut as I lay helpless on the soft, king-sized bed. You move to the foot of the bed, tying my ankles as well, having to pry my legs apart to do so. I lay there totally pinned now, my breasts heaving up and down as my labored breathing reveal my state of terror.

 

You move between my legs, your hard cock in your fist. “Now you’re going to get what you’ve been begging for, baby,” you say as you touch the head of your shaft to my moist slit. I can only shake my head no as I renew my struggles to no avail. “You’re held too tight,” you remind me as you begin to force your cock into my squirming cunt. You get upset at me for squirming and you place one hand on my throat as your cock throbs in your hand. I get the message and my hole is forced to accommodate your prick. You’d been planning this for months and the thrill was all that you’d hoped for. I began to whimper and your excitement grew with each of your strokes as you thrust yourself harder and harder into my tender cunt. After several minutes of merciless pounding you pulled out and climbed from between my legs. To a bag that you’d carried in with you, you pull a large dildo out and bring it back to the bed with you, smiling.

 

Moving quickly back between my legs, you quickly rammed this cock in with a grunt of satisfaction. My pussy was making wet sloppy sounds as you reached for my tits and twisted my nipples until I winced.  “Oh yeah, you’re loving this alright, your pussy is telling me how much you love it,” you bragged as you banged away at me with your dildo. “Come on you filthy slut, move your cunt for me, I know you want to!” you taunted. I started moaning softly as my hips began rising to meet your thrusts, almost imperceptibly at first, then with increasing eagerness as I tried to spread my legs open wider, offering my sweet pussy to the sturdy cock you were fucking me with. Thus encouraged, you laid into me with everything you had. You were giving me everything I’d dreamed of, willingly now, and you took full advantage, tearing into my pussy when I was unable to scream out like you knew I wanted too. Realizing that I was no longer fighting you, you stopped long enough to undo the strap across my mouth and kiss me deeply. I broke away from the kissing long enough urge you on with filthy talk, “Yes….Ram that big cock into me baby….….Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck, I’m cuuuummmming….Oh god, I love it….Fuck me, Baby, Fuck me, Fuck me!” I was actually screaming out as I thrashed on the bed in orgasm. You continued pounding my hole hard and steady through several minutes of orgasm. Just as I started to wind down you pulled the big cock out of me and laughed when I protested. I was not allowed any time to rest as you untied me and pulled me up by the arms and forced me into a doggy position.  You then got on your knees in front of my face and wondered out loud, ”Let’s see if this slut knows how to suck cock.” You were so turned on I could actually see your cock throbbing. You offered it to me. I stared at it for a few seconds, licked my lips, then opened my mouth and accepted it deep into my throat.You groaned loudly and grabbed the back of my head and my long hair as you gave my throat long deep strokes, each one all the way to our balls. I had no idea that I was even capable of performing such an act. My tongue would lick at your balls each time you bottomed out in my throat and you loved it.

“Will you look at this little whore suck. Your throat is fucking heaven!” you exclaimed and you quickened your pumping action deep into my throat.  You then grabbed my hair and roughly pulled my head off your cock. I gasped for air. “How did you like that, you little tease?” you asked.

When I caught my breath my, I whispered hoarsely, “I loved it, I want more.”
You obliged. ”Bring that face down here, I’ll give you more!” you said, as you climbed off the bed and stood at the foot. I spun around and you forced onto your dick back into my mouth and immediately began to give my throat a workout while holding my head with both hands. “That’s right sweet baby,” you coaxed. “I feel like I’m gonna’ explode.” But instead, at the last second, you pull my head back off you, knowing that I wanted to taste you. You turned me back around and got into position behind me and slipped easily into my cum-dripping cunt. I moaned my encouragement and you grabbed my hips and gave me a good slamming. I responded eagerly by rotating and grinding my ass against your invading cock. After only a few minutes, I was trembling and shaking as I came hard for you.


You eased your cock out of me as my orgasm subsided and rubbed it against my ass. “You like it in the ass, slut?” you ask.
“God no, not there,” I pleaded to deaf ears.

“Too late,” you taunted as you plunged your dick all the way in. I tried in vain to wiggle my ass away from what felt like a red-hot poker up my ass. “That’s right baby, fight it, ’cause I love the way your ass is clenching on me,” you say as you hammer away at my tight hole. Quickly, however, I become accustomed to the new experience, and started to go crazy from the ass reaming. I was whimpering with pleasure while at the same time reaching between my legs to find my clit. With a big smile of satisfaction, you dumped your load deep inside me. This set off yet another gut-wrenching orgasm in me and you begin to wonder how much more I could take. “You not done yet, baby?” you questioned.

As soon as you pulled out, you told me not to move, and you retrieve an even larger dildo from your bag of goodies and offered eleven inches to my pussy. Sperm was running from both of my holes as the huge head made contact with my swollen cunt lips. I needed no encouragement as you slowly impaled my cunt on this massive shaft. “God I love big cocks,” I purred, “You’re stretching me wide open, God yes baby, fuck my dirty little cunt!”

 

 

You quickly established a rhythm and had me writhing in ecstasy. It was such a turn on for me to feel this enormous cock gliding in and out of me. My body was as limp as a rag doll as I gave myself over to the wicked pleasure I was enjoying. Within minutes my body was racking in orgasmic convulsions again…


This is it.

July 8, 2007

I’m going to post our stories. Stories we’ve both approved of. Stories we’ve written together. Enjoy


It Hurts…

July 7, 2007

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He told me that I’d come out to Him. He said He’d give me everything I need.

I’m not going to get it. He promised. It hurts… It hurts because I need it more than anyone knows.

More than He knows.

More than He cares?

How do i tell Him. Can I tell Him? Will He think I’m crazy? Will He tell me to get over it. I can’t get over it.

I need what He promised me.
I need Him.

I NEED YOU!

Why can’t He hear me? Why can’t He understand. Does He do this on purpose.. is He doing it on purpose?

He said it’d hurt. He said He’d put His hand on my throat. Blindfold me.

Tie my wrists.

Take what He wanted.

Anything He wanted.

He asked me there.

He said He wanted me to come.

He said He’d make me beg.

He said I’d not regret.

He changed His mind.

He said I can’t come.

She’d be there.

He said He might come here.

He won’t come here.

Not after last time.

If you can here me.

I want you.

I want you so badly it hurts.

Do you understand that?

Have you ever wanted someone as this much?

Do you know what I feel?

Can i ask you those questions?

No, I cannot.

I cannot ask you because I cannot show you how I feel.

I cannot tell you how I feel,

any more than I already have.

You know.

Yet, you still do this.

You’ve still broken your promises.

Or have you?

It hurts, and not the good way.

It hurts.

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