I have never wanted to spend more time with a group of people - at the same time wanting to break away to spend time with one guildie in particular. The remainder of the evening, double entendres and inside jokes flew. The subtle pointed remarks and teasing hidden in the general conversation was driving me crazy but I loved it just the same.
As the party was breaking up and we were headed back to our respective rooms, hugs were given all around. As I hugged you, you whispered your room number and "10 minutes". I grin and say "15." you tighten your arms around me a moment, then let go. We finish our good nights with everyone and head to our respective rooms.
When you get to your room, you strip down to your t-shirt and boxers, mix yourself a drink and wait. You start to wonder if I really am going to show when you hear a soft knock on the door.
You open the door to me, holding a bag. You look at the bag and then you grin knowingly at me which only increases as you watch the blush grow on my face.
"Come in, pet," instantly moving into the roles we have played so many times in fantasies, you move aside to let me come in. I walk in and you close the door, turning to me as I set the bag down.
You reach out with your hand and stroke my cheek, I move my face into your hand, giving a little kiss-nip on your thumb. Looking into your eyes, I get playful and suck on your thumb a bit.
Your hand tightens on my jaw and you pull me toward you with your other hand and kiss me hard. I moan with the intensity of it, tasting the alcohol and cigarettes on you and shivering as need overwhelms the early playfulness, and your fingers move back from my jaw and tangle in the hair at the nape of my neck.
Tightening your fingers you pull on my hair, I gasp as you pull me back from the kiss and looking in my eyes, you growl softly, "Mine." against my lips. I swallow and respond raspily, "Yes, Sir."
I reach to touch your chest, needing to touch you as you move to kiss me again. It is a kiss of frustration, need, desire and possession and I melt into it, making soft, happy noises into your mouth while my hands travel your chest. My nails lightly scrape over your nipples and you moan, pressing yourself tight to me. Oh damn, your cock feels wonderful pressed against me. I squirm against you, my need getting the better of me and a soft "please" escapes my lips.
"Please what, My pet?"
Through your boxers, I reach down and stroke your cock, squeezing it as I whisper, "Use your fuck-toy, Sir."
"You are a bit overdressed to be a fuck-toy, Pet. Fix it." You respond with an edge to your voice that sends a shiver down my spine.
I back away far enough to slide my shirt over my head, turn around and ask you if you would unhook my bra. You do and pull me back to you, where I can feel your cock pressing against my ass cheeks, moving your hands around me to grab my tits and squeeze hard, rolling and pinching my nipples. You nuzzle my neck and nip lightly. "Speed it up, slut, or I will do it for you."
Abruptly, you let me go and move around me, removing your t-shirt and boxers and sit in the chair, watching me. I remove my skirt and slip off my shoes, the panties were long gone from earlier and stand in front of you self-consciously.
"Come here," you motion for me to stand in front of you. You reach out and immediately move between my legs and stroke my pussy, making me gasp and spread my legs for your access. "Hmmm, still wet from earlier, I see. Very nice." You slide 2 of your fingers inside me and watch me as you finger fuck my pussy. I have to lean over and steady myself on the chair and when I do, you start whispering roughly in my ear, "My pet couldn't wait to get here and be used, could you, slut? You horny little girl, I should call the other guildies here that you constantly flirt with and have them take a turn with you. You'd like that, wouldn't you, slut?" I whimper softly, between your fingers and words it makes it hard to speak.
You remove your fingers from my pussy and slap my face and grabbing my jaw forcing me to look you in the eye. "Answer me! Or I will make those calls and turn you into the guild whore!" You can see in my passion drunk eyes the fearful apprehension even as my body shakes with intensity and need.
"I flirt with everyone...I want you, Sir. I want to be your whore, your slut, your fucktoy. Please Chris," I say shakily as I lean forward and nuzzle your cheek, nipping your neck, "please use me, please fuck me..."
You fingers on my jaw soften and you kiss me deeply. "Go lay on the bed with your head on the edge."