Her breath caught slightly as she looked up into the face of inarguably the most beautiful man she'd ever laid eyes on. This was a man of dreams and stars. His hazel-green eyes, glittering with firelight were framed by endless lashes and wisely arched brows. His wide, flat nose and big soft lips were set in a square-jawed face the precise shade of light brown sugar. J*Kohle was struck with an alarming but -barely- controllable urge to reach up and rub her hands through the silky-curly hair edging his forehead. No matter how many times she saw him, she was captivated for a few seconds just by looking at him...
But tonight...
Tonight was different. Tonight...
He was laying in her bed with someone else.
The satiny shimmer of awe faded from the edges of her eyes and she gazed at the scene before her. Candle-light danced evilly on her face and she hissed, a base feline-like sound shooting from between her teeth.
The woman was beautiful, with hazel eyes and straight chesnut hair that spread around her shoulders on the sheets in a lovely way. This only made J*Kohle feel more rage bubble inside.
"OUT!" She whispered the word at the girl and was surprised, for she'd meant to scream.
"Leave my home and my husband. Leave. Now."
The beautiful chesnut-haired girl grasped quickly a the sheet covering her and slipped around J*Kohle, almost slamming the door in her haste to follow the directions of those words.
Immediately, her husband began to speak. She didn't hear his words. Maybe he spoke for 5 minutes, maybe for an hour. It didn't matter. She crossed the room and stood over him. When she saw the plea in his beautiful eyes, she hissed again.
"You sicken me!"
This time J*Kohle did scream, and struck him hard. She hit him until she thought her hands would bleed. He sat quietly through it, head bowed, allowing her to spend her rage. She stopped finally, stepping back from the bed where he still sat naked under the scarlet-coloured comforter. Suddenly, her eyes focused and she recognized the lump at his waist. Disbelieving, she ripped the covers from him. "Oh, you liked it? You like being beaten and bruised? You like submitting to me?" She stalked around the room, then, almost ranting.
"Did you LIKE it?" she screamed again, grabbing his chin in her palm. "Then you're REALLY going to have fun tonight!" She shoved him hard down onto the bed, forcing his muscular legs apart. The realization of how much power she had over this man... this man twice her size and ten times her strength aroused her. She stared down at him.
"Eat my pussy, you worthless man!" she ordered, stripping out of her clothes as she spoke. She sat down hard on his face, facing his cock. He began to tentatively lick along her slit, nervous and unsure. She smacked his thick, hard cock with the back of her hand and he winced.
"Suck my clit! Act like you know what you're doing, bitch!" She reached forward and squeezed hard on his big, heavy balls. He moaned against her and she did it again.
"Does it hurt? Does it hurt, baby? Let mommy make it feel better." Leaning forward, she began to suck hard on the head of his shaft, feeling him buck and squirm with pleasure. Immediately, she rose up. He sighed and continued his ministrations. She was enjoying his big tongue licking her and began to thrust herself up and down upon it, occasionally smacking his cock or tweaking his balls. Suddenly she rose off of him.
"Good enough," she announced, and promptly turned around to sit, allowing him to enter her in one smooth motion. She began to bounce up and down, moaning and exclaiming as she did so. Her pussy walls rubbed and caressed his cock beautifully. When her orgasm came, she threw back her head and laughed. He felt her contract hard around him.
"I-i-i'm going to cum!" he stammered and she got up and stood away from him. He moaned and thrust a little, needing just one more stroke to give him a nice cum. She slapped his face.
"You will not cum without my permission. You will ask every time you even THINK you want to and I will tell you whether or not you can. Hell, you may never cum again." She laughed savagely at him and pressed hard on his hip, rolling him over.
"Get on your hands and knees, boy," J*Kohle ordered. "You're about to have the time of your life."
Her sarcasm resonated inside him and he began to shake a little. Sure enough, he felt the hard plastic of a dildo laying against his asshole.
"I'm going to make this hurt. I'm going to make you beg," she giggled, and shoved hard. He arched away, hitting his head on the headboard in his haste to get away from the awful burning pain. She only laughed and whacked his asshcheek hard. Again, she thrust and he moaned again desperately.