Perhaps a word of warning; this chapter contains explicit language that may offend some people, including the pretence of rape.
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Bent over before me in a skimpy pair of red, lacy panties and matching bra with your fingers curled around your ankles, I continued to stare at you with fire in my eyes as they drifted over your scantily-clad form. You adore how I look at you this way and the obvious way in which I shuffled in my seat just made you all the more eager to tease me. As you raised yourself up and turned around to face me, I couldn't help but shift my eyes over your hardened nipples as they protruded through the lace of your bra, and I was sure you could hear the sharp intake of breath as my mind ran through a hoard of dirty ideas.
"You are such a hot lil bitch, you know that, Baby?" I hissed at you, my voice trembling with desire and need as I slid myself to the edge of the bench, wetting my lips with the tip of my tongue.
I reached out to offer you the hanger once again as the pair of sheer black stockings hung from the wooden frame. Yet, instead of taking it from my grasp, you moved closer towards me and stopped short just before me, smiling into my eyes as you proceeded to unclasp the bra and drop it on the floor. I watched it fall down before raising my gaze up to you, confused as to what you were up to now.
"Take them off yourself, Baby. I want you to put them on me," you said with the most seductive grin I think I have ever seen on your beautiful face.
I was lost for words, yet my reaction was blatant as I dropped quickly to my knees at your feet and carefully removed the first stocking from the hanger. My fingers were shaking slightly from the anxiety I was feeling, but I managed to roll the stocking up into a ball just as I felt your hands come to my shoulders and your right foot lift up to my chest. I smiled up into your eyes before I looked back down to push the stocking over your toes, then pulled it cautiously up the slenderness of your calf.
"Ahhh, you've been paying attention I see. Nice work, Baby," you whispered.
I simply nodded at you as I concentrated on sliding the silky material up over your thigh as it stretched to full length over your leg. I then grabbed the other stocking and stretched it enough to cover your left leg. I sat there, on my knees for a few moments to look you over, sighing satisfactorily at the beauty before me. I was so flushed with desire as my eyes drew over every inch of your body, and I felt my cock about to burst as images of me bending you over the bench and holding your head down as I rammed my cock into you flooded my brain.
"Baby, can I try on the other dress you looked at now? Or would you prefer to stay there on your knees with your tongue hanging out like a thirsty puppy?" I heard you say to me.
"N—No... I just... oh wow, Bel. You look so fucking hot, honey. Fuck, I'm so hard right now," I hissed, drawing my eyes over your naked breasts and exposed belly.
My hands came to the lower part of your legs before they slowly dragged upwards over your thighs, feeling the sheer stockings covering your creamy skin. My fingers tingled as they caressed you softly, my hands sliding around to the backs of your legs and pulling your body towards me. I pushed my face into your crotch to inhale your scent and moan against your panty-covered pussy, as I felt one of your hands come to the top of my head, caressing the skin of my scalp as you moaned from deep in your throat.
Mumbling between kisses over the damp crotch of your panties, I spoke to you, "God Bel, I need you. You smell so hot, so horny. I can feel how wet you are, Baby." It was then that I looked up and saw the door hadn't been locked, so I quickly moved towards it and turned the handle to lock us inside. I moved back to you and fell onto my knees once again, smiling up at you as you looked at me with pure lust in your eyes.
"Mmmmmm, Brad. I need you too! I want you so much right now," you whispered at me, and I felt your right thigh rise up and hook itself over my shoulder, shoving your cunt back into my face.
I pulled back my face from your crotch and stood up quickly, feeling your leg slide off me before I grabbed at you and pulled you into my arms. Bruising your lips as I crushed your mouth with a hungry kiss, your hands mauled at me, sliding over my hips and squeezing the soft flesh of my arse as you ground your body against me. There was nothing tender in my kiss, it was savage and hungry and fierce, and I was going to rape your lips before I raped your body.
You could sense the need in me and it was then that you realised this was my plan all along. It was at that time that I could feel your hands clawing at my t-shirt and yanking it away from my body, tearing at the cotton material until it tore away from my skin and fell to the floor in tatters. My hands wrapped tightly around your waist to pull you harder against me, crushing your tits to my bare chest before I slid a hand into your hair and yanked your head backwards. I heard the grunt escape from your throat, followed by a guttural moan as you felt my teeth sink into the flesh of your collarbone.
"I think my girl wants a nice hard fucking. Doesn't she, baby?" I hissed at you, controlling my voice as best I could.
"Yes! Oh Brad, I need you. I need you to fuck me, right here, right now. Just take me! Fuck, I don't care who hears us, I don't care about anything except to feel your cock inside me," you moaned back at me.
Hearing those words from your lips only made me want you even more. So without hesitating, I kissed you once again and slid my tongue between your lips to taste you. Moaning together as we ravaged one another's mouths, I breathed out against your lips with the smell of your cunt filling my nostrils.
"Wrap your fucking legs around me, babydoll. I'm going to take you on a ride you won't ever forget," I said hoarsely, my voice thick with desire.
That was the moment I felt you jump into my arms and wrap your legs around me, locking your ankles together at my lower back. My hands moved down to cup the cheeks of your ass and hold you tightly against me, pulling my mouth away from yours to slide my tongue down over your chin and to the crook of your neck. I was going crazy with lust now, and I needed to be inside you.
Pushing you against the nearest wall as I felt your crotch grind against the bulge in my jeans, I looked deep into your eyes and stared at you. I knew what was running through your mind; the combination of lust and desire mixed with the fear of being caught and the exciting possibility of it.
"I know how you think, babydoll. I know how you feel, I know how you taste, I know how you look, and I sure as hell know how you fuck. And right now, you're going to show me how good of a fuck you are. Get on your knees and suck me off," I growled at you, my voice becoming dominant as the animalistic nature in me took over.
You didn't even hesitate as you slid down the wall and fell to your knees, just as I stepped back to give you enough room to settle at my feet. I peered down at you with a devilish grin as my tongue slid out between my lips to lick over them, anticipating your first move. My heart was beating was so fast, I could feel it thumping in my chest and the moment I felt your fingers fumbling at my zipper to slide it down, I groaned deeply and closed my eyes.
"Is this what you want? You want me my mouth swallowing this hard cock, baby?" you whispered seductively to me.
"Yes, my little slut. Suck me, Bel. I need to feel your mouth on me, my dirty lil bitch. Suck me!" I growled at you once again, rocking my hips forward in order to beckon you.
Your hands came to the waist of my jeans and shoved them down my legs until I lifted each leg so you could pull them off me. I stood there naked before you, not having worn any underwear before we left home so I could easily take you once the moment arose, and now, here with you, I was glad I had made such a choice.
"I said suck me. Don't make me wait, my sweet whore, or you'll regret it," I teased you, wanting you desperate enough to swallow every inch of my throbbing cock down your throat. I wanted to see you gag on it, I wanted to shove myself into you so deep and so hard that you would beg me to stop. I was so consumed with lust for you that I couldn't help myself. I needed you to want this as much as I did.
"Be patient, baby. You know what they say, all good things come to those ---" you began to say, but I stopped you short as my hand moved down to grip into your hair and pull it roughly.
"Fuck what they say, just be my lil slut and suck this fat cock! Spit on it, gag on it, fucking suck me till I beg YOU to stop!" I spat at you, venomously.
You cursed at me through an evil grin, I could see the hunger in your eyes and I knew you loved it when I spoke to you like this during our explosive sex sessions. Instead of striking out at me, as I imagine some women would after being spoken to like this, you merely flicked your tongue out over your lower lip before pushing your face into my crotch and taking me into your mouth. I felt the waves of pleasure wash over me instantly as you swallowed every inch in one, full stroke, not caring if it made you choke on it.