Maria was lonely, and as she prepared to go out with her friends for the night she wondered why she evened bothered. She never hooked up with a guy, and she wasn’t sure why that was, she had been going through a dry spell of late for the last year or so and it was making her crazy. She was dressed to fuck, black panties, lacey black bra, a sexy little slip of a black dress. She glanced in the mirror and noticed how the black contrasted her creamy pale skin and her black hair looked sexy piled loosely at her neck.
At the bar she could feel the stares and enjoyed more drinks than she probably should have. So when a slender nice looking guy offered to take her home she agreed. She was definitely drunk, and she had not even bought one drink. She wanted to fuck him and she was sure they both knew it, and was not surprised when he pulled into his place instead of hers. She was a little surprised that he carried her inside. The place was luxurious and she was in awe of the fantastic furnishings even as she felt him lay her down on a couch. She looked over the gorgeous fabric and fantastic view he had as he took off her shoes. She glanced down at him noticing for once that he was completely sober as his fingers slide up her legs and slide her stockings slowly down off her feet.
She was stunningly clear minded suddenly as she noticed his eyes were an intense shade of magenta. His voice was like a drug as he spoke to her and asked her what she wanted. Her body shivered at the way he said the words and she found herself saying, “I want you inside me.”
“Do you understand what you are asking?” he replied the words slipping inside my body and mind. “I have been watching you Maria, and you have something I need.”
Her skin grew warmer and she whispered, “What do you need?” She watched his lips twist in a smile and that his skin was tinged an odd shade of pale red, which only heightened the intensity of his eyes. Maria noticed that his tongue was unusually long with a forked tip and she felt hotter at each word he spoke.
“You know what I need,” his voice was like silk against her skin, and she noticed how his long and slender his fingers were.
Maria had been dreaming of him on and off for the past few weeks or so and it was only now that she realized it. In every dream she had to give herself willingly to him and every time she had and the results had been both glorious and terrifying. “Yes,” it was the answer to both questions. Yes she knew what he needed and yes wanted to give it to him. She also knew the consequences would be something beyond even her dreams but was willing to do it. She felt his hot fingers as he slid her dress up and over her head.
“You are more beautiful in person Maria,” his words pulsed in her veins as she submitted to his undressing of her.
She had not told him her name and she felt feverish as his fingers stroked her belly before slowly tugging her panties down her soft thighs. She was just wearing her bra as she felt his hot mouth along her neck and shoulders. “Yes,” she softly whispered feeling the burning ache inside, so hot and hungry that she wasn’t sure she could stand it much longer.
He looked into her eyes and saw her unconditional acceptance and leaned over and kissed her sealing the deal, feeding the fire inside her, his tongue invading her mouth.
Maria did not know his name but as she felt his tongue snaking around in her mouth she shivered in delight. She felt him finally take off her bra and felt his hands caressing and cupping them. Her nipples felt like molten throbbing nubs as his fingers caressed them.
“You are so hot,” he whispered after he finished kissing her, listening to the soft purrs coming from her blood red lips. His mouth moved downward encasing each nipple tasting her sweetness, her purity, and an innocence that comes from trusting.
“Yes,” she moaned noticing that he was fully dressed but she was unable to move and only cared that he was with her. His hot fingers felt as if they were searing her tender flesh as one hand moved between her legs as he continued to nurse. “Yes,” it was exactly like her dream except now she needed no prompting to agree. Maria knew as long as she kept saying yes he would enflame her desires.
He had prepared her for this moment, keeping all others from her so that she would be ready, willing, and able for him. She was so beautiful, so trusting, and so perfect that he very nearly forgot what he needed. He helped her to sit up his hands caressing her smooth pale hips. He knelt on the ground before her and slowly parted her knees and watched for her reactions as he kissed his way inward from her sensual soft knee. She purred and kept saying yes, huskily, like a siren and he watched her skin turn pink from the heat of his touch. His fingers caressed her legs feeling them spread willingly as he looked at her cunt. It was gorgeous framed by swollen red lips; her clit a tiny pearl nearly exposed from the flap of skin that normally hid it. His tongue darted out and flicked over her outer lips watched the silky black fine hairs crisp down to nothing. He heard her gasp of pleasure and pain as the hairs burned down and left behind even more sensitive skin. He licked and sucked both of her outer lips feeling them pulse with blood as he heated them. He looked at her seeing the lushness of both sets of lips swollen, wet and pulsing with blood. She was close to being ready he knew as he sucked the inner set of lips hearing her yelped, “Yes,” of desire as his tongue snaked into her.
“Oh my, YES,” she moaned feeling his bizarre tongue inside her, exploring, licking, lapping inside of her, and in that moment she fully accepted that he was not human. Her legs were spread as far as they would go and she felt unbearably hot even as his tongue soothed her and drove her closer to the edge.
He purred and let his tongue vibrate inside her, letting it swell and pulse inside her, it was the perfect time, he could taste the muskiness that meant she had just finished her period. He could not wait any longer and let his tongue drive her over the edge. He felt her legs clamp around his head and her excited cries, “Yes, yes, oh yes.”
She felt flushed and overheated as he withdrew from between her thighs. She watched him stand and it felt like a dream as he offered his hand out to her. Her head had never felt clearer as she stood and took his hand. He pulled her to him and took her mouth again. She tasted herself in the kiss, which only served to heat her up again. She felt as if she could melt into him and whispered, “Yes,” when their lips parted. She felt his hand lead her to his clothing and she felt naïve as she fumbled with the buttons. She noticed his back was crossed with scars as she pulled his shirt off. “Did it hurt?” she softly asked as her soft fingers traced the pattern formed by the scar tissue.
“It did once,” his voice trembled. Maria was so trusting, so pure it was cutting into him more deeply than any of the others. Maria was special and he longed for completion within her. He shuddered as her mouth slowly kissed along a line from one shoulder to the next.
Maria noticed his reaction and smiled inwardly as her small hands slide down his chest. She was still standing behind him and she felt his breathing change as her hands undid his pants.
He was treading dangerous waters as he felt her hands slide his pants down, trapping his ankles. He spun around to face her and captured her lips again. Her mouth tasted like sweet coconut wrapped in a pure chocolate. He kicked his pants away and managed to get rid of his shoes. His arms wrapped around her and lifted her up to him.
She instinctively wrapped her legs around him sharing breath with him in the kiss. She lost all track of time as he carried her into his bedroom. It was a luxurious room, the sheets were a sinful cherry red, and the furniture a rich cherry colored wood. She knew what it looked like even before he laid her hot trembling body on the sheets. Her feet were flat against the bed her knees bent and her thighs open. “Show me,” she whispered as most nights this was were the details got hazy and it was only the heated pleasure she remembered.
She looked delicious, and he could not believe how much he craved her. He knew she could not recall what his cock looked like as she asked him to reveal himself. He slid the inky black silk boxers down very slowly, revealing his monstrous cock bit by bit. He watched her eyes and how they were locked upon his cock. It was dark maroon, a bulbous tip topping the thick long shaft.
She watched him take his boxers off and she was stunned to see his member revealed, it seemed to pulse with desire, an amazing dark red color, the tip a swollen cap to his thick long member. Maria was unsure if she would be able to take it inside even as she craved to feel him buried inside her. She simple said, “Yes,” once again realizing she did not know his name.
He covered her with his body kissing her, letting her feel the weight of his shaft resting against her smooth stomach. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her as his fingers slid down between her legs gently screwing her, feeling her open up as she moaned, “Yes,” over and over again.
She knew he wouldn’t hurt her but had expected him to just slowly work his way in, but the way his fingers moved inside her, did things that she had only heard about. His mouth moved from hers down to her lush breasts and she kept moaning yes as he added a third finger. She lost track of the small and large ripples of pleasure that traveled through her before he added a fourth finger. She felt so hot, so wet, and completely lost before him.
Her eyes flashed opened as he withdrew his fingers, “Are you ready?” he whispered and took her lips. He knelt between her legs on the bed feeling her feet wrap around his waist.
“Yes,” she whispered back her fingers sliding down to guide the heated tip to her swollen pussy lips. She held him there as her hips moved against him.
