In the shadows, she waited, hungered. She saw him stroll by, his eyes searching the crowded sidewalk. Her hands stroked once down her body as she watched him, the one who looked for her. They were supposed to meet - an innocent encounter to see the festival. He didn't know she thought of him as more than friend. He only saw her innocence.
Untouched but not unknowing, she chuckled now. As with everything in her world, sex was studied, researched, picked apart and analyzed. Until tonight she hadn't felt it, but she knew the mechanics. She knew the anatomy of the male, the heavy sacs that hung low below the shaft that jutted from his groin. She knew the things he liked - pictures of the women he whose bodies he admired, movies showing the way to pleasure him, videos showing all the ways to mate. Now that the darkness pulsed inside her, she knew the power to take him and show him all she had studied.
He strolled back towards her alley and she stepped briefly into the light, to take his arm, to stop his movement. He looked at her in surprise and she smiled a toothy grin. "Come with me," she purred, her dark blue eyes fixed on his green ones.
"But..." he started, looking towards the crowds, the fun.
"Come with me," she repeated, stepping close to hide the way her hand stroked his groin. His eyes widened, darkened from moss to hunter. Another stroke of her hand and she felt him harden, swell, and smiled again.
He allowed her to guide him into the darkness, into the alley. She felt her pulse beat under her skin, her body throbbing with desire, hotter than the sun. Once enveloped in shadow, she pushed him against the brick and plastered her body against his.
Her mouth sought his hungrily. He held back at first. He didn't recognize this part of her, didn't understand the darkness that now consumed her. The kiss deepened, her mouth opened, then his. Her breath became his breath. Her scent enveloped him. Her teeth nipped his bottom lip, causing a brief flash of pain. He gasped, started to push her away, until his eyes met hers - and he looked deep into her dark eyes and saw the lust. It drew him even as he denied it.
In her eyes he could see the promises, the seduction. Her hands on his, her body hot on his. He could see her mouth on him, performing dark deeds, arousing him to the point of pain. He could see his mouth on her, savoring, feasting, driving her into screams of need. He could see his cock plunge into her, see her body bow with the violence of it, see her surrender to his male power. And he could see his body clench as he came, exploding with pleasure, darkness spilling from his penis, filling her with his seed.
Fire ignited low in his belly as he gave himself to her desire. He savored the feel of her body against his, the tremors she couldn't stop, the heat of her skin as he brushed his fingertips over her cheek, her neck. Her fingers curled in the waist of his pants as she strained against him, her mouth hot and wet. The tip of his tongue teased hers, tasting her. She arched against him, breathless, panting. "More," she gasped and his mouth met hers greedily.
He was stunned by her boldness, aroused by the hot passion of her moves. They were practically in public and she was all over him. She had been so shy, so innocent. Now she was a succubus, tempting him to damnation. She rocked her belly against his groin as her mouth teased his, his cock swelling fat with desire between them. His hands closed on her hips, adding a thrust of his own hips to encourage her, moving a hand to her ass to guide her rhythm. Her hands curled in his hair as her lips opened on his, as their tongues danced in tune with their bodies. Sweetness, he was drowning in her sweetness as the darkness closed in.
He was big. It was all her aching body could take, to feel him growing against her belly. Her hands cupped his head as she tasted his mouth, eagerly feasting on him, seducing him into more. Her hands slid lower, pushing up his shirt as she tore her mouth from his and nipped at his chest, his belly. He groaned, a husky sound of pleasure, and her hands streaked to his belt.
A tug, a fumble, another tug and his pants were open, his fat head exposed already. She knelt, dragged his pants, his boxers to his knees and exposed the rest - the thick, rigid flesh straining towards her, engorged, the bulging sacs hanging heavily beneath. Yes. He was a big man and she hungered for him. First, his pleasure. Then, all hers...
His head fell back against the wall as she took his cock in her greedy fingers. She stroked him, up from his balls to squeeze just under his head and his hips moved with her. With a laugh of pure glee, she stroked him again and again. He was fully erect in seconds, throbbing as all the blood pooled in his groin. He groaned, his hands gripping the hem of his shirt, fighting the urge to pump himself and ease the pressure. He gave a low moan as she kept stroking, his tip starting to ooze with the white juices of his seed.
His penis was like stone encased in soft, hot flesh. As she stroked him, her mouth watered, her sex dripped. A quiver in her belly, a shudder as she watched the white cum bubble in his slit. She leaned forward, licked the length of his slit, tasted salt and man. She made a soft sound of pleasure and pressed a kiss to his tip, her lips parted so she could suck him in. He groaned, a sound ripped from his belly, all heat and pleasure, as she slurped his head.
Her tongue teased the bulbous tip of him, laving his slit, suckling him, swirling around him in an erotic caress. He'd never considered her sexually, only as a female friend, but now he could do nothing but want her. Could imagine nothing but having her. Half-naked in a dark alley in a strange town, he wanted her. His eyes closed, his head fell back and his hips pushed his cock towards her. In the darkness, he surrendered his will to her. In the darkness, he was aflame with lust. In the darkness, he burned for her.
She sucked his head into her mouth, a hot and wet embrace and he gasped. The darkness surrounding them seeped in as he struggled to catch his breath. As her mouth sank lower, as more of his penis was enveloped by her, he fisted his hands at his side and gulped in the dark. And came to a decision - soon, fully-naked in a dark alley, he'd have her. And he'd make her burn.
She shivered, shuddered as his cock stretched her lips, as she pushed down, taking more. He was so big, so long, he filled her mouth easily and still had more to give. She fought to relax, as the articles had instructed, and pushed his head into her throat. A gag, her eyes watered, but she pushed again and took more. Her nose pressed against him, tickled by his kinky hair, filled with the scent of him. His full erection throbbed inside her mouth and throat and she sucked in as she gagged.
His eyes closed again as his body arched. Every muscle in his body was rigid. Every drop of blood in his body throbbed in his cock. She had him all and the sucking pressure of her mouth brought him right to the edge. Then she released, drew back and he groaned with need. She took him deep again and he shook with the pleasure.
He was enjoying it. She felt a surge of pride, of power as she feasted on his manhood. His body responded eagerly to her touch and she could hear the desire in the noises he made. The darkness surged inside her, eager to mate with the darkness in him. Soon, she promised. One more taste...
She took him in hand again, lifting him up, exposing his heavy sacs. Lowering her head, she lapped at them, making them swing a little. His grunt amused her and she tilted her head, sucking first one then the other into her mouth, feeling his hips jerk. They were hard balls of man and she rolled them each in her mouth, sucking hard enough to feel them swell. Popping them free had him swearing, his voice low and raw. Wrap her lips around him, suck, and pop and his entire body shook. She smiled and drew back. Now it was time for the next step.
