Forget Me Not Ch 02

The cool air felt wonderful after the atmosphere of the club. It smelled fresh and clean. She twirled around once, enjoying the rush of freedom. The hour was late, just an hour shy of midnight, but she didn't want to go home yet. How long had it been since she did just what she wanted, without answering to anyone? Too long, she thought.

There was minimal traffic this time of night. The only noise she heard was when the doors of the club opened. She looked around and realized that all the businesses on the block were closed for the night, and there were only a few people walking around. All of a sudden, she felt the tingling again. This time, much sharper.

"Guess I'd better get my ass home," she mumbled to herself.

She got her keys out of her purse and angled her car key between her fore and middle fingers. As she sighted her car, she quickened her pace. When she reached her car, she did a quick scan around but didn't see anyone threatening.

Releasing of sigh of relief, she pressed the button to unlock her car door. Just as she was about to open the door, a whoosh of air, and she was suddenly pinned against her car, a solid male body pressed against her back and a hand covering her mouth, her head pinned against his chest.

She tried to struggle, but with his body pinning her against her car, she could barely move. Her left hand was sandwiched between her abdomen and the car, which only left her right arm. She tried to use it as leverage to push away from the car, but he caught her wrist in a vise-like grip. In her terror, she tried to look around for help, but by now, this section of the street was deserted. It was barely light enough to see anything.

"Oh... stupid, stupid," she thought, "I didn't park near a street light."

"There's no one to help you now," he breathed in her ear. "I have been watching you since you walked into the club. Do you know what I want?"

His warm breath sent tingles all the way to her toes. Her breath became shallow and labored. She tried harder to struggle, but soon became aware of something hard pressing against her lower back. It couldn't possibly be a gun, both his hands were occupied. She froze in her movements.

"Oh my God," she thought, "this can't be happening!"

He shifted slightly, and there was enough room for her to move her left hand. By now, it was starting to fall asleep. She pulled her arm out and tried to push away from the car again. His hand left her mouth in order to capture her left hand, and just when she drew in a deep breath to let out a scream, he again pressed her against the car, making her release the breath she had just drawn. Before she knew what had happened, he had tied her wrists together. Before she could draw breath to scream again, he covered her mouth with his hand once more.

"Your mouth can be put to better use," he breathed into her ear again.

He let go of her bound wrists and reached into his pocket for something. Her body's delayed reaction set in. Her knees started shaking. If his body hadn't been pinning her against the car, she would have fallen. He pulled out a handkerchief and proceeded to gag her, tying the ends behind her head. She started struggling harder, but with every move she made, his breath came harder. His cock, which was pressed against her lower back, was growing harder and longer with each struggle.

"Mmm...I hadn't planned on this, but there's a first time for everything," he growled hotly into her ear.

She stopped struggling immediately, as his left hand held on to her tied wrists, his right hand slowly travelled down the underside of her right arm. This was a very sensitive area, and he raised goosebumps in its wake. Her heart beat so fast it felt as if it would beat right out of her chest. He trailed his hand down her side, to her hip, around to her stomach, and up to the top of her neckline. By now her breathing was so erratic, she was feeling light headed. His fingers trailed along the cleavage exposed by the neckline. He lowered his head to her neck and breathed in her scent.

"Mmm... you smell good enough to eat. Are you wet yet?" he breathed against her neck.

"Nnnoo" she mumbled, shaking her head in denial.

He chuckled. Her body flushed in shame. What was wrong with her? How could she be feeling this way? She could feel her panties getting damp. It was wrong! He was going to violate her. Tears gathered and spilled down her face.

He slipped his hand down the front of her dress and cupped her breast. She sucked in a breath and held it, shaking her head and holding very still, hoping he would stop. He gently kneaded her breast, his thumb and forefinger pinching her hardened nipple. Her hips jerked. He chuckled again.

He worked her breast out and exposed it to the cool night air. Her nipple pebbled and her breasts swelled. He started squeezing harder. He rubbed his hard cock against her backside, and she could feel her juices gush into her panties. He moved his hand and tried to take her other breast out, but her dress was too tight. She thought he would stop there, but he used his teeth on her zipper. Now both her breasts were exposed.

"Beautiful," he whispered reverently and nipped her neck.

Her body jerked in surprise. His hand move to her other breast and squeezed it, pinching and pulling on that nipple too. Her hips jerked harder this time. He rubbed his straining cock against her backside again, and she could feel her juices pooling in her crotch. They were both breathing harshly now.

She knew it was wrong, and she bowed her head in shame; but she couldn't stop her body from responding to his touch. He finally stopped playing with her breasts, but started moving his hand lower. Then started pulling up her dress, exposing her legs, inch by torturous inch. She was wearing thigh high stockings, held up by lacey garters. His cock jerked in reaction.

"Well... prim & proper on the outside, hot and naughty on the inside. Me like... mmm! Hmm... what color are they?" he breathed against her exposed back.

She whimpered and shivered, though not from the cold, since she was too hot now to notice the temperature had dropped. His hand moved up to caress her hips, around to her buttocks, feeling the scrap of lace barely covering them. As his hand squeezed the rounded globes of her tight ass, she could feel his cock stiffening even more. And when he swept his hand down between them, she could feel her juices gushing out of her pussy and flushed in shame.

Shifting, he used his knee to spread her legs. Now he could feel the heat emanating from her pussy and smell her arousal. He growled, as his engorged dick throbbed for release, almost to the point of pain. All he wanted to do was rip her panties away and fuck her till neither of them could stand, but he had learned to control his primal urges.

As his fingers probed closer and closer to her now sopping wet pussy, she couldn't help but tense in anticipation. Her juices drenched his fingers even as they found their way to her very swollen clit. She threw her head back and tried to bite back a moan, as he circled her clit with his thumb, then pressed on it with just enough pressure to have her gasping into her gag.

His fingers slowly teased open her swollen pussy lips, first the outer, then the inner. As his fingers played with her folds and spread her juices all over her pussy lips and her clit, she couldn't help but buck her hips, feeling his engorged cock digging into her hips. That was all he needed before plunging two of his fingers into her pussy, all the way to the hilt.

Her pussy greedily sucked at his fingers, juices flowed copiously into his hand. He so wanted to taste the sweet nectar flowing out of her, but he knew this was just the beginning. He would have time to do everything he wanted - later. He grinned in anticipation. Pressing his thumb against her clit, he fucked her with his fingers - once, twice, and she came, with the force of a speeding freight train. All the blood rushed to her head, and she thought she would pass out.

Never had she come so hard and so fast. Before she could catch her breath, he had unzipped his slacks and pulled out his hot, aching cock, plunging it into her sopping wet pussy.

"Aaah," she screamed into her gag. His dick filled her pussy like none other had.

Using his arm to raise her higher, he slammed into her pussy, as far as he could go. All he could think of was how tight and hot it was. Each time he rocked his hips, it tried to suck his dick back. Her pussy was so wet now her juices were flowing and coating his hard dick, sliding down to coat his aching balls. Suddenly, his balls tightened, and he could no longer control himself. He slammed his dick, again and again into her tight channel.

"Gaaahhh!" she screamed into her gag, as she came again, even harder than the first time. Stars burst behind her closed lids. Tears leaked continuously down her cheeks, but she no longer had any rational thoughts.

Her vaginal muscles gripped his cock hard, milking him, making him come harder than he'd ever come. He rammed home once again and hit her cervix. He could feel his cum bursting out of his dick, spraying the walls of her vagina. It was so intense he had to bite her shoulder to keep from shouting his satisfaction.

He pumped harder and harder, until his balls were empty, and he could feel her juices, along with his semen, flowing down his now softening cock. Grunting with satisfaction, he now felt her lay limply, her pulse erratic, and her breath coming in short puffs. Her head lolled to the side. Because of the force of their orgasm and the lack of air from her gag, she had passed out.

He smiled in satisfaction.