My Darkest Desires by James Thomas (historical books to read TXT) 📕

But the big man hadn’t forgotten his original instructions.

“Clothes.  Off,” he barked.  “On your knees.”

And I didn’t hesitate to obey.  I wiggled out of my panties, the damp lace a ball on the floor, and knelt completely nude before him, my pussy sopping wet, and my boobs heaving with short, indrawn breaths.

“Open,” he commanded, and instinctually I obeyed.

My pink pouty lips parted and that big member kissed my mouth.  It was just a butterfly kiss at first, my teacher ran his glans over my lips, tracing the outline of the Cupid ’s bow, trailing his pre-cum over my softness, teasing me.  But I couldn’t resist. The feel of his semen on my lips made me hungry, desperate for more, so I twisted a bit and caught the head in my mouth, that stiff, rubbery crown so tasty, so meaty that I moaned with pleasure, my eyes rolling back in my head.

“That’s it,” He panted, his eyes fixed on the dirty sight, a nude girl with her lips on his dick.  “Keep going.”

And I moaned again, one hand going up to play with his balls while the other seized his dick at its base, holding it ready for a good suck.  And I went at it like a crazed girl who was desperate for cock, desperate to get it in me, somehow, someway.

I flattened my tongue and licked up his length, tracing a bulging vein along the bottom, the vein beating so fierce, so hard, that I thought he might cum right then.  But he had better control than that, his gaze hard with desire, his breath quick and controlled as he stared at me. So I went in for another long lick, this time trailing my tongue along a huge vein on the upper side of his shaft, playing with it, feeling the blood coursing through his penis, as I savored the musty taste of this man.  And it was so good, so yummy, that I popped him in my mouth after that, sucking at the tip, letting the pre-cum run down my throat, swallowing as much as I could.

I loved it, loved every second of it.  It felt so good to have this huge piece of man meat in my warm cavern, thrusting against my tonsils, so enormous that my mouth was stretched wide, even a little uncomfortable.  I could feel tears coming to my eyes, the saliva pooling uncontrollably, but I was too hungry to care and pushed his dick even further down my throat until my nose hit his pubes, his personal scent musky and all male in my nostrils. I could hardly wait to see what he would feel like, stretching me wide open…..

The night begun much like any other. After preparing dinner for you, as was my custom, we then made our way up to the bedroom - it was time for your evening bath. I entered the bathroom and turned on the tub, filling it nearly to the brim with steaming, soapy water. I checked to make sure the temperature was just right for you, and that you had everything you would need, before turning and exiting the room. I then knelt outside the bathroom, waiting and watching, as you entered the bathroom. I was, of course, completely naked and waited for further instructions from you. From where I knelt, I could hear you moving around inside, the rustle of clothing falling to the floor as you undress yourself, the door partially closed. As I continued to listen, I couldn't help but picture you naked in the bathroom, your clothes falling softly to the tiled floor, and immediately I began to grow hard.

I then heard you call softly from the bathroom. I stood up, my cock straining outward from my body like a seven inch steel rod, and grabbed a towel in a last-ditch effort to hide my now painfully obvious erection, before slowly pushing open the door and slowly entering the bathroom. You had already entered the bath, the soap just barely covering your luscious breasts; your hair falling in wet waves to your pale shoulders.You smirked when you saw the towel, which I had to hold over my waist, in front of my cock, in an attempt to keep from showing the evidence of my throbbing member, to no avail. You then ordered me to set the towel down on the small table next to the tub, and motioned for me to come closer.

The next thing I knew, you smirked mischievously, once again seeing my cock, the overabundance of precum already oozing from the soft, meaty, purplish head, my shaft steadily pulsing with life as my cock twitched up and down, as though looking for a place to find release so desperately needed. Reaching over the edge of the tub, you slowly traced your fingers across the underside of my shaft, and along a rather large vein that slowly throbbed. My cock jumped at your caress, twitching harder in pleasure, as you continued to run your fingers up and down the skin. This torture continued for a good three or four minutes, before you decided that it had gone on long enough. You then wrapped your slim fingers around the base of my shaft, giving it a firm yet loving squeeze, causing me to cry out from the long-awaited pleasure. You smiled and moved your hand away, and I whimpered, thrusting my hips forward to your hand, purposely just beyond my reach. You then nodded for me to get into the bathtub, and ordered me to wash you before you got ready to relax for the evening. I reached up and gently massaged your shoulders with a washcloth, rubbing slowly along your neck, and I leaned in and gently nibbled the tip of your ear, before lightly kissing the back of your neck. I worked the cloth down to the square of your back, rubbing gently. I then moved the cloth even lower, and caressed your cheeks, and listened as you moaned softly, telling me to not stop, but continue. I lathered the cloth up again, and brought it around to the front of you, and I gently ran it down the front of each breast, slowly squeezing each one in turn as I washed it tenderly before working my way down to your smooth stomach, and then even lower, my hands sneaking a teasing squeeze of your mound, and using the soapy shampoo, I slipped a few fingers inside, and you gave a small gasp. As soon as you felt it, you pulled my hand away, and chuckled and sucked my fingers gently.

I finished what I was doing, and then washed up, before I took a towel and prepared to dry your body. I found the softest towel I could and started to rub down your body slowly...lovingly...and as soon as I had finished, you took my hand and pulled me into the bedroom, where you threw me onto the bed before tying me down, hand and foot, to the bedposts. You then climbed on top of me, and starting at my mouth, slowly kissed your way down my body, teasing me until finally you reached my cock, which had gotten harder, and begin to toy with it, flicking your tongue across the head, as if you were savoring the meaty flavour. Soon you were bobbing and twisting your mouth up and down on it, keeping a steady pace....not fast enough that I would lose control, yet not slow enough that I would get bored. However, I knew I was close, and apparently so did you, because you then pulled away, and sat back, watching me. Next thing I knew, you were untying my hands and legs, but only after I promised to behave myself, and you lay down on your back, spreading your legs apart, and revealing your beautiful, shaved pussy, which by now had become soaked through. Staring at me, you then fingered yourself slowly.

I then placed my mouth on your pussy, and began to suck it gently before gaining speed, running my tongue across your pink folds, and occasionally slipping my tongue in and out, before replacing my mouth with my fingers. Reaching in slowly, I gently rubbed in a circular motion, pumping my fingers in and out as fast as I could.

I quickly put my mouth against your folds and sucked eagerly, trying to lap up your juices, when you explode violently in my mouth, and I almost gagged on the amount of cum flowing from you. I greedily swallowed each load that you produced, before you ordered to "fuck me", and I placed my hardened cock into your already wet pussy, and began to glide back and forth, gaining speed with each stroke, before I was moving wildly against you - a sharp, intense feeling building at the base of my cock. I panted and moaned, and told you that I was about to cum. You ordered me to go ahead, and empty my load into you, which I did, forgetting that I wasn't wearing a condom. I nearly cried out with the amount I emptied into you, and you eagerly slammed against me with each thrust of my own, clawing wildly at my back as I poured my cum into you. Finally, after a minute of intense release, I slowly pulled out, and began to suck your juices once more, this time mixed with my own, and swallowed the mixture happily. I then licked my lips and began to suck and massage your breasts gently, flicking my tongue over the nubs, before you pulled me into your arms, rubbed my back, and whispered in my ear the two words that I longed to hear; words that I wanted to share with you...

"I love you"

Undressed, Emily headed for her bed and curled up beneath her thick blankets. With gentle affection she slid her right hand down her chest and along her stomach until she pulled forward the end of the nightgown, leaving her lower body uncovered. The same hand tucked itself beneath her panties and traveled over her soft, smooth mound. A single finger dipped between the lips of her sex, and she began to stroke her clit with tiny, teasing motions. 
 

Already wet from the flirting at dinner and the fantasies of the mysterious stranger, Emily's body was more than ready for her attention. The little nub she toyed with engorged quickly and amplified pleasure