My Entry in the Erotica contest that was hosted by @underlyingdiscontent …. If you haven’t read the other 2 entries you should they were amazing!!!
Funny how life tends to take unexpected turns, and you end up exactly where you don’t want to be but exactly where you need to be. And here was the only place I could think of being, nothing would change my mind. I had waited way too long for this day to come. It felt like forever since I last saw him, it was the first time I had given myself to anyone, fully and completely without question. I shuddered at the thought of that night so long ago. In truth it had only been 6 months since he walked into my life and walked away. Six months of waiting, having to deal with the never ending need he had awakened in me. The waiting had nearly crushed me, and I thought I would never see him again.
I only thought of that precious night that he opened my eyes to who I really was inside. Who I needed to be. But most of all I needed to be his. To feel his presence wrap me up and then make me come completely undone. I closed my eyes and I felt myself transported back to that night he first claimed me. I smiled remembering how I thought of myself as a woman who needed no one, who chose her own path and would never be ruled by a man. Yet here I stand in the same spot he took me six short months ago.
My thoughts drifted back off to that fateful night everything changed for me, in me. The way he stalked me from across the room. He was nearly 6 ft tall making him stand out in the crowd. His thick black hair swept back to expose the most piercing green eyes I had every seen. And that mouth, oh that mouth. I could think nothing else but of kissing his full lips, biting and sucking on them. Feeling them linger across my skin. Little did I know at the moment that I would be so blessed to have the chance to get to know them so well. Every where I went that night in the club I could see him, and he made sure I saw him watching me. At first I was unnerved, but then it became a game of hide and seek. Until I took a wrong turn and found myself alone in one of the “tunnels” the club was famous for. I must admit I was frightened as he stepped out of the shadows, silent and set in his drive to corner me. I had tried to step away but he blocked my way and I was trapped.
He looked down at me with a smile that shattered every reserve in me, “You look a little lost my sweet little dove.”
I had tried to step away but he grabbed me by my waist and spun me back to him. ”Where are you going? I just found you.”
Trying to keep from sounding like a frightened little girl I stood still and whispered, “My friends are looking for me.”
“Trust me no one is looking for you, my companion has your friend preoccupied on the dance floor. She wont miss you for hours.”
My breath caught in my throat, and I felt panic take over.
“Shhh my little dove, you’re safe with me. I won’t bite, not unless you want me to,” And then he gave me that devastatingly handsome smile again. Entranced by his smile I barely felt his hand caress my cheek as he wove me into his spell.
“Such a pretty little dove, what shall I ever do with you?” he whispered into my ear.
I started to shake in anticipation. I should have been afraid, I should have ran screaming down the tunnel. But I couldn’t move. Locked in his gaze, I could not move, let alone breathe. He leaned in and lifted my hair from my neck and lightly kissed and licked the skin from my shoulder up my neck to my ear. I gasped at the heat of his tongue and melted into his arms. I could not control myself, this fire that stirred deep inside me. An ache I had never known, yet one I needed to control before it took over every part of me.
“Mmm you do taste good.”
My body began to tremble as I put my hands up to his chest in a feeble attempt to push him off. All I could feel was the hard muscle of his pecs as they twitched beneath my hands. I couldn’t stop myself from running them down to his abdomen knowing without a doubt what I would find there. Abs of Steel my friends and I would have said, but I couldn’t utter a word. All I knew was that I needed to feel his flesh to know he felt as smooth as I imagined beneath his tight cotton shirt. As if he read my mind he pulled his shirt up and off tossed it to the side. God he was chiseled. His skin glowed with a tan as if he had been kissed by the sun gods themselves. I ran my hands back up to his pecs noticing his nipples, hard and waiting to be touched. I traced my fingertip across the rigid nipple and I heard him gasp as I continued to outline one. So lost I was in caressing the ridges of his nipples, I barely noticed he had backed me up against a wall.
As my back hit the cold stone wall, I came back to my senses, “I need to go.”
He grabbed my hand as I tried to pass him, “Not yet querida, it’s my turn.”
I tried to run but he pushed me back against the wall, leaning down and crushing his mouth against my lips. I struggled but I could not push him off of me, looking back I think now I never wanted to. He took hold a fist full of hair and kept my lips against his as his other hand began to wander. Pushing my shirt up over my breasts, pulling the cup of my bra down to release my taut breast that ached for his touch. I groaned as I felt his thumb circle my own nipple, hardening it until it nearly maddened me. His lips pulled away, gently kissing down my neck, down my breast bone, to my eager awaiting breast. Teasing it with his tongue, sucking it slowly in then nibbling it, all sense of self was gone as he continued to kneed and suckle at my breast. I felt his hands run down my sides as he bent down. No, No I shook my head, but I never pushed him off. Instead I allowed him to run his hands down my legs and then up my inner thighs beneath my skirt. I caught my breath as I felt his finger tips trace the outline of the small triangle of cloth covering my quivering lips. I was so afraid to let him know how much I wanted him, so afraid of letting him touch me so intimately, so afraid of admitting it’s exactly what I wanted from him.
He pushed my legs apart slightly and ran his finger across the cloth that covered my moistened nether regions. I should have been ashamed of my wanton behavior, but I could no longer control my need. As I slowly undulated myself against his hand, he snaked a finger under the seam and gently entered the slit and rubbed my wetness from my hole to my sensitive clit. I nearly bucked in his hand as his pressed and squeezed my clit. I moaned so loud, needing more. And then I heard the snap of pocket knife opening bringing back to the reality of what was happening. I pushed against the wall fear overtaking my senses once more.
“Shhh, querida, this is only so I can have more access to you.” And with a quick twist of the knife he cut both sides of my thong and dropped it to the floor. Closing the knife and placing it back in him pocket he looked back up at me, that smile creeping over those beautiful lips once more. ”Now” his whispered, “there is nothing to keep me from you”
Before I could respond he slid two fingers into my slick hole and I bucked against his hand once more. ”Yes my love, that’s it, ” he whispered to me. He pushed my legs open just a little further and I could feel the cool air run across my hardening bud
“Hold on if you must” he said, looking at me, “And scream if you must, no one will hear you now.”
Before I could figure out what he was doing I felt his hot moist tongue flick itself across my precious nub. I groaned in ecstasy and found myself rocking against both his plunging fingers and the sweet thick tongue as it tasted and licked every inch of me. I could feel it building in me this heat, this overflow of need just reaching the precipice. And then he was gone, I whimpered as I felt his fingers and mouth withdraw. He stood taking my face in his hands and kissed me fully on the mouth. I could taste and smell my aroma on his lips. Turning me on that much more.
“You taste exquiste my little dove, but I need more,” he murmured against my lips.
Before I could speak he lifted me up against the wall, pushing my skirt over my hips, opening myself to him. I heard him unzip himself and before I realized it he lowered me onto his shaft. I gasped at his girth, slowly inch my delicious inch he entered me until he was in all the way.
“Hold on my little dove and try not to fly away,” he laughed at me under he breath.
Arching my back from the wall I let go and fell into oblivion. He thrust himself into me over and over, I could barely contain my cries. I needed more, I needed all of him. As if sensing my hunger once more, he lifted me off his beautiful cock and set me on my feet.
“Turn around and bend over” he growled at me.
I turned as he bent me over into position, my hands pressed against the wall, my legs spread, my pussy bare and glistening from my lust. He ran his over my quivering ass, biting it, licking it. I felt his open palm caress my cheek once before I felt the hard slap as his smack his hand on my ass, I gasped taken by surprise. I should have run then, but I couldn’t, it only made me hotter. He continued to spank me over and over, switching cheeks until my bottom was reddened to his liking.
“Do you like when I spank you?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered, “yes I do.”
“Spread your legs wider” he commanded and I did. At this point he could have told me to stand on my head and I would of if it meant I could have more.
He fingers ran down my wet center and I heard him groan. And then it came again another smack, but this time upon my open pussy. I jumped but held my place pushing my ass out for another. I could not believe I had completely debased myself for this man. This stranger. But he wasn’t a stranger anymore. He slapped my wet pussy a few more times, making me wetter than I thought I could ever be. And without warning he rammed himself into me. I braced my hands against the wall as he held my hips pulling me back onto his magnificent cock as he thrust into me over and over again. Pulling all the way out then thrusting back into me so hard I would rock up on my toes.
“I need you to come for me querida, I need you to come loud.” His hand reached underneath my hips and found my clit once again. I screamed in joy as he worked my clit mercilessly while he fucked me from behind. And with one last shudder I felt an orgasm crash over me, my body bucking beneath him uncontrollably. But he continued to work me, releasing my clit he began to thrust into me in earnest. He gripped my hips so tight I knew I would find finger marks in the morning. Deeper and deeper he thrust into me, leaning forward he reached under me and found my bouncing breast and squeezed my nipple. Twisting it sent bolts of electricity down to my clit and I found myself rising again to the wake of another orgasm. I shook my head but I couldn’t stop it. As I screamed in ecstasy once more I felt his release hit home inside me. His cock quivering inside of me as the walls of my pussy milked him for everything he was worth.
We stood there unmoving for what seemed like hours until I felt him withdraw from me. Suddenly it hit me I had just had sex with a stranger in a tunnel beneath the club. A part of me wanted to run and hide my face in shame, the other half did not want this moment to end.
As if feeling my torment within he stepped forward and kissed my lips as he pushed my skirt down over my hips, covering me once more. He placed a card in my hand, and with that he turned and walked away.
And now here I am six months later, waiting for him as he asked me to. The card he pushed into my hand had been a note simply asking me to return to this very spot six months later. All thought of my quiet innocent life was gone, and now all I could think of was my handsome stranger who had come to claim me one night in an abandoned hall, my only worry would be if he didn’t show up at all. As I sighed in contentment of knowing where I finally belonged, I heard foot steps echo down the empty hall, and I looked up once more into the face of the man with those piercing green eyes and that handsome devilish grin.
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