After succeeding in fucking Christa, I was quite pleased with myself as she was the hottest looking thing that I could imagine and seemingly, I got her first. However, even though she was the most obviously beautiful, I had to be gentle with her, or at least I was convinced that I had to be gentle with her. That was hot in its own way but my lust had an animal side to it. I don't know where it came from but it made me want to force myself onto women to get sex.
The odd aspect of my primal desires was that there was a delicate balance - if a girl cried, I would be done. Even if I perceived that their level of fear or anxiety was significant at all, I wouldn't be able to proceed. The good thing for me was that it never got to that point. Perhaps that is complex aspect of psyche but my desire, quite simply, was to impose my will, be resisted but submitted to, and to have the female who was the target of my advances react positively to the liberties that I chose to take.
A more basic description would be that my evil, lusty side wanted me to force myself onto a woman and have her accept it and enjoy it. Everyone has their thing and well, that was mine. I didn't make it that way, it just was that way and if that makes me a 'perv' well, so be it. Of course variety is great too so I enjoyed sex of all kinds with women but eventually, I always needed my fix of submission.
On Friday, I had been planning to head to the university to fuck Jann if I could get that to work out, but when I asked Steve, rather jokingly, if he was going to bang his girlfriend on the weekend, he said that he was going out of town with his Dad for a swim meet. I said "Oh the whole family hitting the road for the weekend...sounds exciting."
"No just me and Dad this time." he replied, and that's when my plans changed and my cock jerked and pressed against my clothing in anticipation. The day couldn't go fast enough and my dick was half hard for the rest of it. Ann was perfect for my lust as she seemed uninterested, resisted me but her body responded even while protesting - that drove me wild.
After the sun went down, I knocked on Ann's door, my cock was hard, thobbing, and my pre come was already flowing. I thought back to a month or so prior when I had last been with her. It was a fairly rough few hours for her as my lust was through the roof with my efforts trying to get Christa. The more I thought about it, the more that I thought that I felt the same now and the fact that I knew that I could be completely reckless with Ann sent my lust even higher.
The house looked deserted and I knocked one more time but there was no answer and not a light on that I could see. I was vibrating with adrenaline and my cock was completely hard. Frustrated, I waited a minute or two to let my erection calm down a bit because it was just too uncomfortable to walk with it fully engorged.
This was so completely disappointing for me and I walked from the front step feeling a little low. As I passed by the next house I heard "She left about an hour ago." and I walked up to the front deck where Susan Wilson was sitting having a cigarette. I had never seen her smoke before. Getting closer, I could see a wry smirk on her face. My erection had calmed down about half way but lust still had a brain fog on me while surprised and scrambling to explain myself.
"I was just looking for Steve." I said, trying to sound casual.
"Yeah, sure." Susan replied, "I have eyes and I'm not stupid, Kevin." That was a bit of a bold statement as it pretty much challenged me to talk about what I had previously thought was private.
Susan was good friends with Ann and there were stories that she and her husband used to swap partners with Ann and her husband. I didn't know anything about that, but knowing Ann like I did, my bet was that it was just a rumor. Ann was too conservative for that sort of thing. I believed the rumors before I got to know her but after I got to know her, my perspective on that changed completely.
Ann had told me of how Susan was feeling very self conscious and very insecure since her husband had left her a couple of months ago. To add to this, Susan had turned 40 a couple of weeks after his departure and this was, according to Ann, hitting her hard.
I thought that Susan was a hot babe so my response was "Really nice eyes actually, and I never said that you were stupid."
"Oh you little charmer." she sang, "What I would do if I were a young woman."
"What would you do?" I asked as she stubbed out her cigarette. My dick was in limbo about half erect, not softening or getting harder. I quickly checked out her small frame in the mid-calf length casual dress that she was wearing with a sweater over top of it.
"Well, I have a pretty good idea of what you do with Ann." she said in a rather 'gotcha' manner and very confident, walking to her door and slowly opening it.
"Really?" I replied as she stepped inside. "Are you sure about that?" Susan held the door open just a couple of inches as I approached it.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure." she stated confidently, "And I could let the cat out of the bag, so to speak, if I chose to."
I opened the door, which she was still propping open just a crack, and I stepped inside. "That wouldn't be good." I said in a concerned tone. "Do you want me to come in?" I asked.
"Uh, you can come in." she said, seemingly apprehensive.
