a beginning
Do you know someone who you despise? However ironic it may sound this person that you can’t stand to be around, and the feeling is mutual from their perspective as well, is the same person that the sexual attraction between the two of you is so overwhelming that it consumes your being. Sunday afternoon I was captive in a house with such a person. I was at a friend’s house watching the late football game. The person who I am referring about is the sister of my friend’s wife. We’ve crossed passed numerous times at social events and each time the disdain we have for each other could be cut with a knife but there is something about her that makes me want her. Our dislike of one another doesn’t have origins of someone’s wrong doings. The very second we were introduced this woman and I knew from our initial eye contact that we were adversaries. Can’t explain it there was just something there but in the same token the attraction we had sexually was just as strong. Crazy as it sounds, there is an energy when we are in close quarters together which neither of us can escape. I won’t read what I just wrote. I’m sure it is as confusing as this non relationship that exists between my friend’s wife’s sister and myself but there needed to be a history so I could continue. All during the afternoon when I looked at this woman all I could think of was a picture I viewed on someone’s( I believe it was from the beautiful posting on LJ. It consisted of a man with his hand choking a woman’s neck while forcing his cock into her willing mouth. As fate would have it during the second half of the game this woman and I ended up sitting on a loveseat together. Believe me it wasn’t by choice on either of our parts. Come to think of it this was the closest the two of us have been since we shook hands during our first greeting. Out of courtesy, I asked ( we shall name her Gretchen ) I asked Gretchen, as I was getting up to get myself another bottle of beer, if she wanted me to grab her one as well. Gretchen was surprised at the offer and she begrudgingly accepted. Standing in the kitchen with the drinks I paused before returning to the chair. I stood for a moment or two staring at Gretchen. She looked attractive and appealing sitting there rooting for her team. I questioned myself on the negative aura the two us mutually shared while at the same time having images swirling in my head how justifiable it would be to grip her throat with one hand while fucking her mouth. I am certainly a pig as some of you have articulated. Gretchen turned her head towards me. She must have been wondering if my delay was intentional just to piss her off. Our stares were as if two laser beams were guided on the same path. This is probably cliché but we somehow saw each other differently at that instant. I could feel it and from the blank confused look on her face I knew she could as well. My arousal was for Gretchen intensified and difficult to comprehend. Sure most of it was sexual. I did possess a strong lust to forcefully dominate her in ways I’m sure she would describe as demeaning and humiliating but there was also a spattering of intimacy mixed in those feelings as well. When I eventually made my way back to Gretchen, instead of just grabbing the bottle I extended to her, Gretchen’s hands wrapped around mine as she retrieved her beer. Again we looked into one another’s perplexed eyes. The negative atmosphere that had consumed and surrounded Gretchen and I suddenly evaporated and was replaced with an unfamiliar and uneasy closeness. I sat down next to Gretchen and immediately our attention diverted from the game to a discussion about the paradoxical quandary we both found ourselves engrossed in. Before we knew it a few hours had elapsed, everyone else had left and Gretchen’s sister and husband were busy cleaning up. Gretchen wasn’t verbally invited but as I stood to express my thanks to the hosts, Gretchen grabbed her coat, said her good-byes and departed. We didn’t utter a word as we stepped outside and made our way down the driveway. I held open my passenger door. Gretchen got in. I could sense we both knew this was a big mistake but I don’t think either of us thought there was an alternative path to take to determine our future co-existence.
Helping Gretchen out of my car was the first time it registered what she was wearing. I guess I earlier I had been visually blinded about her physical appearance due to the fact that my mind was clouded with complete disdain. Gretchen’s boots were black with two inch and square toes. The soft leg hugging material of the boots extended all the way up her he legs and over her knees. Black leggings covered half Gretchen’s thighs and there was a stretch of about four inches of lightly tanned flesh exposed to my eyes before the black hem of her skirt provided cover. Gretchen’s coat was also black and made of leather. Its’ length ended just above the hem of her black skirt. Her leather jacket was secured with large leather covered buttons along with a leather strap that was tied in the front. She had a black scarf wrapped around her neck to insulate her from the cold. Obviously Gretchen’s attire wasn’t modest nor was it sexually flamboyant. I found it to be a taunting medium.
I unlocked the door and switched on the light which illuminates the formal dining area with its hand crafted round wooden table as the center piece. Gretchen entered then walked over to the crafted dining room table. She never looked back. She placed her palms on the carved wooden surface, spread her legs then slowly leaned forward. The back hem of her black skirt rose, which uncovered the lightly tanned flesh of her thighs. The bottoms of her ass cheeks came into view as well with the strap of her black thong entrenched between her rounded mounds and the triangular black patch clinging to her obviously swollen pussy. I was in full growth dimensionally and my hardness was more than reasonable. I walked behind Gretchen grabbing the ends of the black scarf wrapped around her neck that were lying on the surface of the carved wooden dining room table surface. I held the cloth reins in one hand while using the other hand to unfasten my pants. I pulled my cock out then slapped her ass cheeks a few times with my hard thick meat before pushing her thong to the side and positioning the head of my fuck tool to the wet opening of her cunt. A whisper emanated from Gretchen’s mouth……”Take me”! I cross the ends of her scarf then pulled them out to the sides very slowly. The material began to tighten around Gretchen’s neck. With the same slowness my hips inched forward, my huge cock head spread her wet cunt lips and my hard thick cock forged inward expanding her churning hot vaginal canal. Gretchen’s fingers curled and her nails clawed the table surface while her spread legs trembled uncontrollably during the methodical strangulation and deliberate insertion. The intentional slowness of my penetration was to torment Gretchen’s lusting pussy while the suffocation purged her thoughts of everything except the wonderful sensation of my hard thick hot throbbing cock stretching her sucking pliable secreting tube and ultimately packing her vagina with cock until her cervix is abruptly punished.
My hard cock was now part of Gretchen’s being. Her physical body and cerebral mind were captive entities of my massive implanted meat. I was her universe. I terminated my grip on Gretchen’s scarf. She rested her head on the table. Her face lay in warm expelled saliva. I leaned forward, my chest grazed Gretchen’s back as I reached for the wrists of her outstretched arms. Gretchen’s black hair was soaked as I grazed her black strands with my cheek. She was overheating as was I since both of us still wore our coats. Grabbing one wrist I pulled one of her arms to her lower back. I did the same to her other. I pushed myself upright. My hands pinned hers against the upper portion of her rounded firm ass. Extracting my huge thick hard cock from Gretchen’s cunt was executed with the precision as my insertion. She begged me not to vacate. The ensuing heart breaking void created trickling tears of emptiness to roll down Gretchen’s flushed cheeks.
Gretchen’s emotional state of mind was established. Mine was in a momentary flux. Even in this moment I was a calculating prick. I had two choices. I could rape her cunt like she was a two bit whore who only exists for my pleasure or I should I take my time, allow her to absorb every torturous thick inch into memory and unite our souls as one……………………………I chose the latter.
Droplets of her lust spotted the dark mahogany floor beneath her parted legs. It was rapturous the way my impaling huge cock made love to Gretchen’s deserving wanton cunt. Gretchen’s orgasm originated from her frantic beating passionate heart and final culmination of all her suppressed emotions resulted in a breath-taking vaginal explosion. The deluge of her pearl colored warm cream was remarkable not only in magnitude but also ferocity. Once her violent convulses subsided I led Gretchen to my bedroom where we undressed and acquainted ourselves with one another with a new beginning.
Helping Gretchen out of my car was the first time it registered what she was wearing. I guess I earlier I had been visually blinded about her physical appearance due to the fact that my mind was clouded with complete disdain. Gretchen’s boots were black with two inch and square toes. The soft leg hugging material of the boots extended all the way up her he legs and over her knees. Black leggings covered half Gretchen’s thighs and there was a stretch of about four inches of lightly tanned flesh exposed to my eyes before the black hem of her skirt provided cover. Gretchen’s coat was also black and made of leather. Its’ length ended just above the hem of her black skirt. Her leather jacket was secured with large leather covered buttons along with a leather strap that was tied in the front. She had a black scarf wrapped around her neck to insulate her from the cold. Obviously Gretchen’s attire wasn’t modest nor was it sexually flamboyant. I found it to be a taunting medium.
I unlocked the door and switched on the light which illuminates the formal dining area with its hand crafted round wooden table as the center piece. Gretchen entered then walked over to the crafted dining room table. She never looked back. She placed her palms on the carved wooden surface, spread her legs then slowly leaned forward. The back hem of her black skirt rose, which uncovered the lightly tanned flesh of her thighs. The bottoms of her ass cheeks came into view as well with the strap of her black thong entrenched between her rounded mounds and the triangular black patch clinging to her obviously swollen pussy. I was in full growth dimensionally and my hardness was more than reasonable. I walked behind Gretchen grabbing the ends of the black scarf wrapped around her neck that were lying on the surface of the carved wooden dining room table surface. I held the cloth reins in one hand while using the other hand to unfasten my pants. I pulled my cock out then slapped her ass cheeks a few times with my hard thick meat before pushing her thong to the side and positioning the head of my fuck tool to the wet opening of her cunt. A whisper emanated from Gretchen’s mouth……”Take me”! I cross the ends of her scarf then pulled them out to the sides very slowly. The material began to tighten around Gretchen’s neck. With the same slowness my hips inched forward, my huge cock head spread her wet cunt lips and my hard thick cock forged inward expanding her churning hot vaginal canal. Gretchen’s fingers curled and her nails clawed the table surface while her spread legs trembled uncontrollably during the methodical strangulation and deliberate insertion. The intentional slowness of my penetration was to torment Gretchen’s lusting pussy while the suffocation purged her thoughts of everything except the wonderful sensation of my hard thick hot throbbing cock stretching her sucking pliable secreting tube and ultimately packing her vagina with cock until her cervix is abruptly punished.
My hard cock was now part of Gretchen’s being. Her physical body and cerebral mind were captive entities of my massive implanted meat. I was her universe. I terminated my grip on Gretchen’s scarf. She rested her head on the table. Her face lay in warm expelled saliva. I leaned forward, my chest grazed Gretchen’s back as I reached for the wrists of her outstretched arms. Gretchen’s black hair was soaked as I grazed her black strands with my cheek. She was overheating as was I since both of us still wore our coats. Grabbing one wrist I pulled one of her arms to her lower back. I did the same to her other. I pushed myself upright. My hands pinned hers against the upper portion of her rounded firm ass. Extracting my huge thick hard cock from Gretchen’s cunt was executed with the precision as my insertion. She begged me not to vacate. The ensuing heart breaking void created trickling tears of emptiness to roll down Gretchen’s flushed cheeks.
Gretchen’s emotional state of mind was established. Mine was in a momentary flux. Even in this moment I was a calculating prick. I had two choices. I could rape her cunt like she was a two bit whore who only exists for my pleasure or I should I take my time, allow her to absorb every torturous thick inch into memory and unite our souls as one……………………………I chose the latter.
Droplets of her lust spotted the dark mahogany floor beneath her parted legs. It was rapturous the way my impaling huge cock made love to Gretchen’s deserving wanton cunt. Gretchen’s orgasm originated from her frantic beating passionate heart and final culmination of all her suppressed emotions resulted in a breath-taking vaginal explosion. The deluge of her pearl colored warm cream was remarkable not only in magnitude but also ferocity. Once her violent convulses subsided I led Gretchen to my bedroom where we undressed and acquainted ourselves with one another with a new beginning.