************************* Taking Loreesa By William DuPain ************************* A short story about a woman's sexual encounter with a brash male ego and her discovery of her own submissive tendencies, (MF). ************************* Lee stood there, her memory wondering back to the first time Bill had so forcefully used her body for his own pleasure. She remembered how her total sense of helplessness that day had excited her, how his words had inflamed her passion as he called her his whore, slut, and bitch. She had been truly humiliated by him, and to her surprise had loved it. The very first time Bill had touched her was in the presence of her husband, as if daring her to raise an alarm to her spouse. But she had been so shocked, and then later, so turned on by the event that she did nothing to inform her husband of his lewd actions. The arrogant bastard had been sitting in a lounge chair behind her as she leaned over the bar speaking to her hubby, Clint. Her legs slightly spread apart tugging against the sides of her seasonally short skirt. She had felt hands on the inside of her thigh moving slowly upward toward the crotch of her panties. From her tummy down Clint's view of her body was completely blocked, as the portable bar was solid from mantel to base. At first she had thought it was a joke, perpetrated by one of their friends. It was only when the pleasant shocking current of sensation coursed through her body from contact with her clitoris that she realized, it was the real feel. From Clint's sitting position on the other side of the bar he was completely unaware of the activity going on under his wife's colorful, short skirt. The boldness of this bastards move had put her faculties temporarily off balance. Then it struck her, how completely sordid andexciting it was to have a man masturbating her in front of her husband in an open and busy location. All the while, his talented hand continued it's hot romance with her sensitive button, making her wet, and still reluctant to protest. Bill had placed his other hand on the inside of her opposite thigh, and applied pressure, urging her to spread her legs even farther apart. And to her surprise she had accommodated him, for some reason she didn't understand this situation had set her body on fire and made her feel like a wanton slut in heat. As intense waves of desire swept over her body with each pass of his hand over her pussy. She had loved the raw nerve of this stranger, with two of his fingers fucking into her pussy, and his other hand now teasing the sensitive slit of her ass; he was as bold as new brass. ------------- Even now, thinking back, her juncion was becoming dewy as her hand drifted unconsciously toward the waistband of her red lace, French cut panties. She recalled how she shivered when he had tied her hands together, how she had whimpered, as his strong hot tongue had passed over her engorged nipples. She remembered the titillating, light bite, of his teeth on the rising folds of her mound, when he had taken her so unexpectedly later that afternoon, after Clint had stepped out to meet a friend in the bar. -------------- Their had been a knock on their door and Loreesa had rushed to answer it without the slightest notion of anything being amiss. As soon as she recognized him she tried to close the door, but Bill stood six foot one inches tall and was powerfully built. The shoving match was no contest, with she herself cast in the losing roll. "Get the hell out of my room you bastard!" she yelled. "I dropped by to finish what I started by the pool lady, seeing that I could tell how much you liked it," he mocked. "Leave or I will be forced to call the police," Lee told him. " And if I go to jail who will entertain you, my wild ass slut." With that Bill lunged forward grasping both of Lee's wrist firmly, and forcing her backward toward the couch, all in the same movement. His full weight landed on top of her when she stumbled at the edge of the sofa and fell backward, momentarily taking the fight out of the slightly built brunette. "Oh God no!" she cried out in fear, as his hand moved up her thigh toward her crotch. It was one thing to fantasize in a helpless situation, but something all together different, to be rudely taken in ones own room she thought. "Relax lady and enjoy this, the same way you did earlier," he told her. Bill paused taking the time to study his prey, she possessed the classic Creole look about her, dark hair going to deep auburn in places, perfectly placed intense green eyes set in a lovely face. Her body would rank with any in the world for cut and beauty. She reminded him of someone from his past, someone he had dearly loved, a very long time ago. Bill roughly tore the thin dress from her body as well as her bright lace panties, and slid her bra up to her wrist and twisted it firmly to secure her hands. He then kissed her probing every inch of her mouth with his strong, forceful, tongue. Loreesa lay there with the strangers lips pressed to hers, while images of him finger fucking her in front of her husband flooded her mind. She felt her body signal its arousal to her brain and realized she must find a way out of this situation before she lost control. Lee had always had an ardent sexual fantasy life, and this present real life scenario seemed as if it could have originated from one of her very own daydreams. "Please, please stop, let me go, and I promise not to say a word to anyone!" she implored him, when he finally broke his assault on her lips. "Not a chance lady, theirs a hot, nasty little slut inside of you, and I intend to meet her now!" he told her. Lee, by now was trembling, but not from fear, she could feel the hardness of the mans cock pressed firmly into the crease of her labia, and honestly... it felt wonderful. She was aroused, and at the same time, ashamed of the feeling. When the strangers hot mouth clamped down on her aching nipple her pelvis turned up into her attackers groin, as if by it's own accord. She had often fantasized about being taken without consent, but this wasn't fantasy. When Bill felt the woman's hips tilt upward on his cock he began to slowly rub his large instrument back and forth against her heat, he heard her gasp as it forcefully passed over her clit. "Christ lady, your cunt is dripping like a faucet," he told her after slipping a hand between her legs. Again, a wave of shame washed over the young brunette at her intruders comment, because she already knew she was soaked. He was right she thought, she was a slut, going moist between her legs at the slightest sexual provocation. It isn't that she wanted to be one; it was just that she couldn't control her urges. "Damn baby! you really do want this don't you?" he asked her. Lee could see as she watched him that his lust was in full control of his reason and will, and in some strange way it excited her to know that he was so turned on by her that he would force her to posses her body. This only added to her already aroused condition, but she was not yet ready to concede defeat. "I hate you, you bastard, and I hate what you're doing to me!!" she screamed at him. "Your mouth may say you don't like what I'm doing, but baby, your body just loves it," he smiled. With that, Bill pressed his lips to hers once more, and kissed her with all the physical power in his frame, sensing that Lee was on the verge of giving up all resistance. She was teetering on the fine wall of her will, her higher mental processes trying desperately to save her virtuous self-image intact. While on the other side of the matter, her pure animal instincts to procreate and seek sexual release was fully aroused and pulling her in another direction. Bill smiled and thought, I'll place my money on the instincts every time. He began to kiss her neck gently, and nuzzle her cheek with his face, as he continued moving his hot, hard cock, over her clit. His fingers danced around the hard, puffy nipples, of her breast, and when he twisted them between his thumb and forefinger, she whimpered softly against his mouth. "Please stop, please don't do this, I'm a married woman and have never been unfaithful to my husband, please!!" she begged. For an instant, Bill relented, and actually considered leaving. But the heat of her body, and softness of her manner would not allow it, he simply had to have her. He gave no reply to her request, but kissed her gently on the mouth, and felt her go passive and gentle beneath him. That was it; she had resigned herself to the present circumstances. Then something happened that he hadn't expected to occur this soon, if at all, she returned his kiss, it was both deep and passionate, and the softness of it rocked him to the center of his heart. He looked down into her face, and there, saw a deep sense of sadness cast in those gorgeous green eyes of hers. It was almost as if she were finally coming to terms with some terrible, and long suppressed truth about herself. "I love the way you kiss slut," he had whispered softly in her ear. "Thank you sir," she had replied with a gentle inflection. He moved off the top of Lee, and stood beside the bed, then ordered, "Get on your knees in front of me bitch." Lee did what was ask of her, kneeling with her eyes cast downward toward the floor. "I want you to suck my cock, do you understand me?" he asked, as he undid his fly. "Yes sir," she had replied. Lee reached up for his cock but he slapped her hand away and said, "I didn't tell you to touch me slut." "I'm so sorry sir, please forgive me," she whispered softly. "With your mouth only, you hot little whore," he said. Lee leaned forward with her mouth open, and without using her hands slowly sucked his rock hard cock into the warm cavity of her mouth. She began moving back and forth on the length of my shaft, and the sensation of her soft, warm mouth, was phenomenal. "Lightly rake my bag with your nails baby," I ordered her. Instantly she complied with his wish. She seemed to be enjoying this humiliation, as she began to suck with greater force and moan every now and then. "You enjoy being a slut don't you slave?" he ask her. "Yes sir," she replied looking down at his feet. "May I do something on my own sir?" she asked timidly. "Yes, within reason," he replied. She gracefully raised her stunning body from a kneeling position, and placed her slender arms around his neck, then proceeded to kiss him. As she explored the deepest recesses of his mouth her pelvis rolled inward firmly against the harness of his hot cock, moaning softly, as it's hot hardness passed forcefully over her enraged clit. Her movements against his cock only intensified his desire for her, and he began to explore her body with his hands once again. Gently he squeezed her firm breasts, periodically rolling her nipples between his fingers. Her tongue was becoming wild and untamed in his mouth, as were the movements of her lower body, and her moaning was now strongly incessant. He was as ready to begin, as he ever would be at this point, so he began to slowly inch her body backward toward the bedroom. Finally, impatient, he simply picked her up and carried her slight form inside, and gently laid her out on the mattress. He removed his belt fixing her wrist together with it and securing them both to the headboard. To his surprise she never protested. He paused when finished, just to look at this beautiful woman with nothing on now but the bone colored stilettos, and her smoke colored thigh high stockings. Her face was flushed; her respiration elevated, and the folds of her labia were moist and gaping, exposing a splash of deep, stunning crimson. He disrobed and rolled up his t-shirt as her eyes held his, then he tied the narrow strip of cloth around her head to cover her eyes and then untied her hands. Again she never protested. When she felt his weight come down on the bed below her she spread her legs to accommodate the girth of his stature. He began to lightly kiss her ankles and intermittently flick his tongue out to test the texture of her warm skin. While his mouth worked its way up toward her crotch, his hands kept busy teasing her cleanly shaved mound with the gentlest possible touch. When he finally arrived at the junction of those splendid legs he stretched forward within a couple of inches of her labia, and slowly exhaled his hot breath against her sensitive mound nearly driving her to tremors in doing so. "Oh God, yes, it feels so good, what you're doing to me down there!" she had purred. He very slowly ran the very tip of his tongue along the underside of her clit, and her hips rolled violently forward against his face, as she cried out in ecstasy. He continued a tight circular motion around her clit with his tongue, going slowly to purposely play her anticipation. But when he gently moved his teeth over her button with just a medium pressure, her legs snapped shut against the sides of his face, and her long slender fingers laced themselves tightly in the locks of his hair. "Yes baby, fuck me, fuck me with your hot little tongue," she whimpered, bucking sharply. Unable to restrain him self any longer, he crawled up between her legs and kissed her again, with his hard dick pressed fully into her crevice. Lee shivered, as he humped her crack like a mating hound, and moaned again with a low sultry groan when his tongue invaded and took control of her mouth. "You act, and sound, like a girl that really enjoys her fucking Lee," he rudely commented. "Do like to fuck Lee?" he asked her. "Oh God sir, you know I do!!" she replied with a deep sexy purr. Lee didn't care anymore that her attacker was taking her against her will, she was turned on like she hadn't been in a good while, and simply wanted her brains savagely fucked out of her skull at this time. "Fuck me baby, please, just fuck me tear that thing up," she begged him with a deep, urgent voice. Reaching up, he pulled her head back using a handful of her richly colored hair. He heard her moan loudly, as he slammed his cock into the warm softness of her pleasure center. Her cunt moisture trailed down the inside of her legs, as she shivered before him in ecstasy. "Work it baby, work that meat!" he groaned. "Oh God sir, its so big!" she whimpered. She cried out before he made it all the way into her gushing sex, she shivered deeply, and then stiffened out going momentarily motionless in the grip of a hard orgasm. They fucked several times that afternoon and Lee Curry was the most sensual lover that he have ever known. They necked before he left her, she was sweet, and gentle, and when the time at last arrived for his departure, going through that door, and leaving her behind, was the hardest thing he had ever done. He never saw Lee again after that day, and he didn't really want to, he was much too afraid of the feelings their sort union had promoted inside to seriously entertain the thought of a reunion. -------------- He used me that afternoon until my sex ached, making me orgasm over and over again. I have never been so completely humiliated or satisfied in my life. I think about him often, and wonder, what is he doing now, or does he ever think of me, and wonder if would he ever consider coming back to my arms again, I certainly hope he does ... someday! End WilliamDuPain@gmail.com ***************** For a complete list of stories by DuPain visit: http://results.asstr.org/results.php?id=5940&sample=1&number=15&b egin=1 ****************