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Taking Loreesa

By William DuPain

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A short story about a woman's sexual encounter with a brash male
ego and her discovery of her own submissive tendencies, (MF).

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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.

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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.


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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.


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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

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