"Why me?" I asked.
"What do you mean why me? What are you talking about?" Tori shot back.
"Why me?" I asked more insistently.
"I don't know what you're talking about. You ask me like I've done something wrong to you."
"No." I looked down and then back up, putting my hand on my heart. Looked plainly into her eyes and humbly said, "why me Tori?"
She immediately looked uncomfortable that I had asked a question that she did not want to talk about. Because of all our differences, I always second guessed why this beautiful young black woman was interested in me.
Tori didn't look happy. "Well, why me John?" she snapped back defensively.
I paused a bit. Took a deep breath and began, "I know that I have told you before that I don't believe in love at first sight, but, when I first saw you walk through those main double doors at work; with your short bright red hair; you hit me like a ton of bricks. I have never seen anyone as beautiful as you. You completely took my breath away. I didn't compliment you because you were busy talking with others. I'd never seen you before and thought I would never see you again. I was dying for the next couple hours not knowing if I would ever see you again. But, when I did see you later in the annex, I felt like the luckiest man in the world. I knew then that I couldn't pass up another opportunity. I needed to get to know you."
"So, it's just my looks?"
"Hardly. That's the least of what attracts me to you. I quickly realized that you really know your shit. You are crucial to your department. You are dynamic. Intelligent. Playful. Funny. People love you. People go out of their way to be around you."
Tori bowed her head and smiled.
"And you're sexy and bisexual," I added.
Laughing, Tori replied, "oh there it is perv-boy. The real reason!"
After we stopped laughing, we got quiet, and it got uncomfortable again. The silence sinking in and making Tori more reserved.
"I just do ok!"
I frustratingly let it go. My insecurities were making me feel ashamed for questioning her. Why couldn't I just accept it. Why did I have to question it. Low self-esteem is the devil. Not an attractive trait.
"I'm glad," I said tenderly as I leaned in to kiss her.
This started a few continuous days of being somewhat quiet and distant from each other. The whole time, I beat myself up for letting my insecurities drive a wedge between us. Why couldn't I just leave it alone. Why couldn't I accept that she loved me. I certainly didn't feel that she had any ulterior motives in our relationship. Yet that nagging voice persisted, "Why Me?".
Late Thursday afternoon, I failed to see Tori at work. I didn't think much of it and went home. I sent a text to check on her. She never replied. "Easy John," I thought to myself. "Don't get worked up." However, around eight that night she replied.
Tori: Can you come over?
Me: Glad to.
Tori: Let yourself in and come straight back to my room.
Me: Ok?
Tori: And be quiet. Don't make a sound.
Me: Double, Ok? What's Up?
Tori: Nothing, hurry...just hurry
Me: Omw.
I didn't know whether to be excited or scared as to what this exchange meant. This was the most we had communicated the last couple of days. Did she want me to come back to her bedroom for sex? Or was she just distraught that she didn't even want to let me in and was waiting to break up with me. "Why be quiet?" I thought. I freshened up a little bit and made my way over to her apartment. My mind running a million miles a minute as to what lay ahead for me, for us.
I made my way to her door and caught myself just before I almost knocked. I carefully opened the door. No squeaking. Good. I guess. Carefully closed it and stood there quietly listening for any clues before making my way back to her bedroom. The only sound that I heard was music coming from Tori's bedroom.
I tip toed on back. Put my hand on the doorknob to her room. Took a deep breath. "Oh My God! This is It!" Slowly and quietly turned the knob and peeked in.
There on the bed lay Shonda. Naked. Blind folded. Her hands and feet restrained tight to the corners of the bed. Tori, sitting naked on top of Shonda, facing her feet. Her pussy lowered onto Shonda's face. In Tori's right hand was a flogger. Tori looked at me. Lifted her left hand and placed her index finger to her lips instructing me to be quiet. Then pointed that same finger at me and mouthed for me to get naked and back to her lips emphasizing me to be quiet in doing so.
As if to help preserve my secrecy, Tori began demanding things of Shonda. "C'mon Bitch, eat that pussy!" I quietly struggled to remove my clothes and pay attention to the riveting scene in front of me. Tori swatted her flogger on Shonda's prone pussy causing her to yelp and struggle in her restraints. "Stop fucking around and eat my pussy like your life depends on it. Like you know how to. Feed off my essence you cum hungry whore!" Swatting Shonda's pussy again and again. Tori's left hand reaching down and roughly twisting Shonda's nipples. This caused loud shrieking and groaning from Shonda as she violently struggled against her restraints. Muffled whimpering and slurping were coming from her when Tori wasn't flogging her pussy or twisting her nipples.
My clothes were finally off. My cock rigid and harder than ever. Pre-cum leaking at the incredible sight playing out in front of me.
Tori started picking up the intensity in manipulating Shonda. Her left hand was playing in Shonda's pussy. Roughly rubbing her clit and thrusting a couple of fingers deep into her vagina. Pulling them out and swatting her pussy again. "Eat me harder Bitch!" Swat. Tori returned to massaging Shonda's clit. In turn Shonda really started to increase her tongue in Tori's pussy as she was moving more rapidly on her face. Tori really started to concentrate on cumming on her sub's face. Shonda also started to get serious with her own movements and start working towards her own orgasm. Both women now in sync with each other. Occasionally, Tori would stop rubbing Shonda's clit and flick it hard with her finger. This would cause Shonda to jerk and thrash underneath her. Shonda took the pain and used it to fuel her impending climax. It also inversely increased the intensity with which she was eating at Tori's pussy. I could also tell that Shonda's pain was also turning Tori on as well. They were both going to come soon. Both women frantically working each other in a rush to the edge of that cliff together.
I stood there, cock in hand. Pre-cum dripping onto the carpet. I didn't dare stroke it for fear I would not be able to control myself and come from the wild scene being played out in front of me. Tori looked at me with wild lust in her eyes. She stared at my dripping cock and licked her lips as she rode Shonda's face harder. Working for her climax. "That's it Bitch! Make me cum!" she yelled at Shonda.
"I'm going to cum too!" Shonda yelled back.
Tori thrust her head back and erupted into her orgasm. Her body went rigid but was still able to continuously flog Shonda's pussy. The attack and pain triggered Shonda's climax as she yelled and bucked underneath Tori. This was the most brutal, intense and sexy thing I had ever seen. Tori stopped flogging to work her hand back into Shonda's drenched pussy. Equally obscene was Tori's wetness now covering Shonda's face. I just stood there, a witness to it all. Trying to stay quietly anonymous.
Tori collapsed next to Shonda. Both women breathing hard; slowly recuperating. No sound other than the two worked over women both breathing deeply and in unison. The smell of sweat and sex dominating the room.
"Very good my little pussy bitch."
