Hidden Desires by J. M. Rivers (good summer reads txt) 📕

in my veins. She deep throats me and my tip touches the back of her throat and I know that I am a goner. I take off my jeans and open my shirt as she looks up at me while she moves her mouth up and down in a steady movement. I grab the sides of her head and pull her pony-tail as I guide her head up and down my shaft. I fuck her mouth then release her to suck on my balls.

 

Green eyes look up at me with need. I pull her towards me and kiss her like my life depended on it. I lick the strawberry lip-gloss as I pinched her already hard nipples. My fingers found their way to her core, moved the soaked panties aside and dived in to explore. She grinded on my hand as she moaned against my chest. I cleared my desk in haste before lowering her on it and spreading her out like a feast. I inhaled her natural scent and began to feast on her willing pussy. Her juices flowed in abandon as I flicked my tongue and fingered her to oblivion. My cock throbbed and the veins seemed to be popping out. I needed her

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She screamed for me to penetrate her so I obliged my little devil. I slid myself into her sleek opening, stretching her out to fit me and felt her walls grab at me like a vice. She was nice and tight, just what I needed. She was a noisy little thing so I stuffed her mouth with her soaked underwear. I dove deep then pulled out and tortured her clit before going in. I began slow but greed got the best of me as I tore into her pussy like a mad man. Her legs wide on either side of me as my hands held her abdomen in place while I pumped into her. Pulling down her bra to expose those globes and rubbing her clit with my thumb to drive her wild. My little evil devil was squirming beneath me as I felt her muscles clench my rock-hard cock before she thrashed in my arms as an orgasm rocked her body. Still I continued. How I wanted to punish her for leading me to sin. This devil deserved everything that came to her.

 

I flipped her over on the desk as she panted. I wrapped one hand around her pony-tail as I made her arch her back while I fucked her.

 

“I’m gonna fuck your brains out little Collins. Hell is a place where little devils like you belong. I will only send you back once I am done with this tight little pussy.”

 

“Fuck me harder! Shit, I’m gonna cum!”

 

I pumped harder and did not stop until I joined her in the ecstasy as I shot my load into her pussy. I slapped her ass and collapsed on my chair where I directed her to clean herself from my cock. Before I knew what she was doing, she sat on my cock and began to ride me. I wanted to push her off but she relented.

 

“I want more. I’m a little devil, remember? Your little devil. Now fuck me till I can’t walk!”

 

I smirk, “Anything for you, my evil little thing.”

A/N

 Comments? LOL This is a work in progress. Full of short stories about hidden sexual desires. I do not support rape and all stories portrayed here will be consensual.

 

 

There will be few errors in the sentence structure and literary advice is welcome.

 

 

Criticism that is not constructive will be ignored and deleted.

4. ASMR

"Listen closely, Kitten. Focus. Focus on playing with yourself, how good it feels when you touch yourself. The tingles that run up your body from your cunt. That sweet cunt. Does it feel good, Kitten? Yeah?"

 

I gasp as I lightly massage the inside of my sensitive lips. Circling that oh so needy centre as warm fluid gently flows down my butt crack.

 

"I want you to rub that clit, Kitten. Play with it and feel how good it is to play with yourself. There you go. Nice and easy. It's all about the feels, not the rush."

 

Squirming as all stimulation to my engorged clitoris sends shock and heat waves across my semi nude body under the covers, I toss the duvet aside. The cool crisp night air caresses my heated skin and cools it to a perfect temperature. Still my fingers explore my center. 

 

New feelings of pleasure rack my body causing my muscles to tense up in anticipation for my release. I hold off as I enjoy the feeling that my varying touches cause when moving my middle finger slowly along my sensitive bud, from the bottom all the way to the top. Noting the slight depression of it and finding a new erogenous zone on and around it. I shake my head from side to side, almost denying the amount of pleasure I'm bringing to myself. As if I'm not worthy, nor deserving of feeling so incredibly turned on, horny, wet and needy for release.

 

"Yes, Kitten. Play with yourself. Be in awe at the amount of pleasure you can create for yourself. Now, slip a finger inside your wet cunt. Slowly now. In and out, in and out, in and out. Stop. Let's pay more attention to that clit now, shall we? I want you to rub circles around it, pressing long and hard. Does it feel good, Kitten? I bet it does."

 

I moan a long yes and call out to a deity I long stopped serving; smiling and gasping as I follow his instructions. His voice is so rich, heavy and sexy. He growls into my ear in appreciation at how good I am and I become impossibly wet. There should be a limit to how wet your body can handle because this god of a man was turning me on like a fucking facet. And I was yet to drain the sweet nectar that he demanded of me. 

 

"Are you close, Kitten? Close to the edge that you so crave? That you so deserve, hmm? Tell me! "

 

"Yes! Fuck. I'm so fucking close. Please let me cum. Please. Please. I can't hold it." I'm close to tears. My skin feels like it's stinging and on fire. I rub my clit faster from side to side, amplifying my pleasure sevenfold. I dig into my mattress, my left hand fisting my blanket as I gasp for air while my body prepares for that sweet release.

 

"Good. I want you to cum for me, Kitten. Now! Cum. For. Me. Now. Cum, Kitten. I want you to cum. Yeeees. Good girl, Kitten."

 

I immediately reach the edge in  a blaze of glory, causing a chain reaction. Legs wide and drawn closer to my body, a tensing of the muscles, screaming and spasming, eyes wide into the darkness of my bedroom, animalistic growls vibrating through my vocal cords making them sore and being washed over by an amazing euphoria rippling through my veins from my sensitive clit to the rest of my body.

 

"Fucking hell." I gasp as I pant trying to normalize my breathing. My limbs feel numb as I bask in the afterglow of my orgasm. Not my most intense, but one that's pretty high up there. 

5. Argue

 I sit quietly opposite my very frustrated boyfriend in the kitchen. He came storming in a half hour ago, hair disheveled, tie undone and tossed on the counter. His coat was missing. He was in a full suit when he jovially left this morning. I shrugged. Maybe it was in his car. He unbuttoned his shirt. Three buttons. I wanted him to continue because his perfect skin was teasing me already. Damn it, focus. What is he saying? Right, his interests.

    "I mean look at it this way, maybe now you can focus on your other interests." I say lovingly.

Jake doesn't seem impressed rather he narrows his eyes at me. I remain unfazed. Keeping positive usually makes it better when he's in his moods. I also hope to cover up my wandering mind. Jake is a great guy. A great boyfriend and caring partner. Not the best but who really is? 

   "You don't understand, babe. I wanted that job. It was my best shot; my only shot. Now I'm stuck right where I started."

      Unemployment sucks. I've been there. It's like having a relative die. A relative attached to your life purpose, dreams, friends and primary source of income. Joy, isn't it? I sigh.

    "Jake, it's going to be okay. Really. You have the support of your family and friends through this and you definitely have my support. I understand the feeling. I've been there, remember? Everything works out in the end, you just have to remain positive. It's the only way to stay sane." I lay my hand on his tense shoulder as his arms tense against the kitchen counter.

  "What happened to you and what's happening currently with me are not the same Lill."

  "Okay, maybe not exactly but still-"

  "But nothing! I lost everything that I ever wanted. My life's work. I don't need your unsolicited advice that it will be okay. Right now it's not okay," he turns away from me and holds his hands at akimbo.

  "I know that. But I think it would be great to stay positive-"

  "Stop talking! Christ! Can't you just shut up! That's all I want. For once, stop sounding like a fucking advice column. Fuck!"

  I leave him alone. Withdrawing my hand with a blank expression, I pick up my mug of hot chocolate and coffee and head to my happy place. A room I'd renovated to be a home office a few weeks ago during one of my sporadic cleaning sprees. I wasn't using it as a study and Jake rarely came in here. If anything it