He arrives at my house wearing a brown
suit with a long jacket, along with his white hat. He has the look finished off with dark
sunglasses, as always.
When I open the door, I see him standing there puffing on a cigarette. I don’t say
anything, I just smile and lean in to kiss him, but he pushes me away. He doesn't say a
word to me, just flicks his cigarette in the grass and lets himself into the house,
backing me into the bedroom.
Once we're there, he stands in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, looking me up
and down while licking his lips. I walk over to him and try to kiss him, but he turns his
head, his hands are still in his pockets.
“You are not allowed to touch me,” he says in his deep British accent. “I
will tell you when you can touch me, got it?”
“Yes Johnny,” I softly answer. “But, when..” He cuts me off.
“Don’t ask any questions, just do as I say.”
I back away from him a little. Still, he doesn’t touch me, only continues to stand
and stare.
“Take off your clothes,” he demands.
I do as he requests and stand there, naked in front of him. I cannot see his eyes because
he still has his sunglasses on, but I can feel his eyes, filled with desire, slowly taking
in my body. He is licking his lips once again.
He slowly walks over to me and places one hand behind my head, running his fingers through
my hair and aggressively pulls me into a searing kiss that leaves my head spinning. His
other hand remains in his pocket. I run my hands underneath his jacket, against the
material of his white wife-beater, up and down his chest. I start to kiss his neck, and,
for a minute, his strength wavers, but the anger becomes apparent on his face . I
touched him before he said I could, and he is none too happy. He grabs my wrist.
"I TOLD you not to touch me," he says in a low, angry voice, between clenched
teeth,
He pushes me on the bed and stands over me, looking me up and down.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm," he says as his eyes wander all over my trembling body.
"Johnny, please touch me," I plead in a soft voice as I run my hand slowly over
my breasts, down to my stomach. I see his excitement growing as he watches me. I continue,
running my hand over my navel, then settling between my legs, slowly running my finger
along my dripping slit.
“Please, Johnny. I’m so wet for you.”
He gives me a cocky smirk, knowing that he's driving me crazy, even though he has yet to
touch me. His smile soon fades as he realizes that he is no longer in control of this
situation...of my body. I am.
He takes a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket and dangles them in front of his face,
giving me an evil smile. I don't say a word. He swiftly handcuffs me to the bed, then
begins to snake his tongue along every inch of my body, driving me wild. He thrusts two
fingers into me, watching my face the whole time as I moan in ecstasy.
“Oh, Johnny!” I exclaim as he smiles arrogantly.
He lowers his head to my chest once again and gently runs his tongue along my trembling
body. He finally settles between my legs and passionately tortures me with his tongue,
driving me to the edge numerous times but always stopping right before I find my release.
He brings his face up to mine and invades my mouth with his tongue.
"Johnny, let me pleasure you..please,” I implore.
"Are you sure that’s what you want?” He asks in a low, arrogant tone, with
a develish smirk.
“God yes,” I breathlessly answer.
“That’s what I like to hear,” he says as he undoes my handcuffs. “Now
you can touch me,” he permits.
I place a passionate kiss on his lips and run my hands down his back and underneath his
jacket. He stands up and gingerly sits at the edge of the bed, waiting for me to make good
on my promise.
“Come here,” he commands.
I slowly slide off the bed and position myself between his legs. He places his hand behind
my head and pulls my head back so I’m looking up at him. He leans down and forces his
tongue into my mouth. I start to unbutton and unzip his pants, freeing his swollen
manhood. I pull away from him and eagerly lower my mouth over his awaiting member.
“Oh yesss,” he moans as he leans back, resting on his hands, reveling in the
sensations my warm mouth is giving to him. “That’s it, luv. Just like
that.”
As I continue to pleasure him, I look up at him and see that his head is leaned back and
his mouth is slightly open, letting out a few deep moans every so often. He lifts his head
and looks down at me as he grabs the back of my head and starts to force himself further
in my mouth.
“Come on baby, take all of it,” he demands as I lower my mouth as far as I can
down his hard shaft. He begins to thrust into my mouth at a faster pace, nearing his
release with each passing second. Suddenly, I feel his grasp on my head tighten as he
explodes in my mouth. He sends his warm seed flowing down my throat as his deep, raspy
moans fill the otherwise quiet room.
“Yes, swallow..that’s it, sweetheart,” he commands, with a firm grasp still
on the back of my head and his fingers entangled in my hair. He intently watches as my
mouth continues to move up and down his length. He pumps my mouth full of his juices as I
eagerly swallow everything he has to offer.
He finally pulls my head up to his and devours my mouth with his. I stand up and he pulls
me into his lap so I’m straddling him.
“I love it when you’re a good girl,” he smiles, kissing my chest.
“It’s time for me to reward you now.”
He forcefully kisses me again, then suddenly pulls away.
“Johnny, please.." I whimper, biting his neck. “I need to feel you
inside of me,” I beg as I reach down and gently begin to stroke him.
"Stand up," he demands.
I stand in front of him, my knees about to give out. He slowly stands up, his
gaze never leaving mine. He slips his jacket off, neatly folding it and placing it on the
chair in the corner of the room.
He kicks off his pants and repeats the same practice he had with his jacket. He then
saunters over to me, stopping behind me. I close my eyes as my breathing quickens,
wondering what he will do next.
I feel his soft lips brush against my neck as his hands wrap themselves around me,
cupping my breasts. He snakes his tongue down the back of my neck, across my
shoulder blades. I bite my lip, struggling to maintain my composure.
He brings his hand up, gently pressing it against my shoulder, bending me over. One
hand rests on my hip, the other, slowly stroking himself.
He takes his place directly behind me as he slowly runs his hardness along my well
lubricated slit.
"Is this what you want?" Johnny asks me, already knowing the answer.
"Yes, please," I answer, on the verge of tears. I can't take the
anticipation any longer.
He teases my entrance with the head of his member. A sly smirk spreading across
his lips.
"Oh, I don't know if you're ready," he teases as he softly grazes his
fingers along the soft skin of my bottom.
"Please Johnny, I'll do anything," I plead.
He suddenly becomes motionless.
"Anything?" He asks, enjoying the little game he was playing with
me.
"Yes....anything," I whimper. "Just please...."
"Please what?"
He pulls me to a standing position against his chest, his hand under my chin,
dangerously close to my neck.
Tears start to sting the corners of my eyes as I try to think of something to say.
Not tears of fear, but tears of pleasure . Johnny always knew how to please
me, and he never failed to take me by surprise. He loved to dominate me, and I knew
it. I loved it.
"I said....please WHAT?" He growls in my ear. One hand stroking my
neck, the other caressing my breast, rolling my nipple expertly between his fingers.
"I want to hear you say it," he continues. "I want to hear
you beg for me to fuck you".
His breath is hot against my cheek as he awaits my words.
"Please Johnny," my voice trembles. "Fuck me....please,
baby....please".
His grasp on me suddenly loosens as he places a soft kiss on my cheek. Once
again, he bends me over and resumes his position behind me. I feel his hands tightly
grasp my hips as he agressively thrusts himself into me without warning.
His sudden movement takes me by surprise as I cry out, clutching a fistful of the
blankets on the bed.
"Is this what you want?" He asks as his pace quickens.
"Yes, oh yes, Johnny," I whisper, barely able to think straight.
"Faster, Johnny...please".
He pounds into me with more power, more lust than ever before. Deep moans
escaping his lips as his fingers dig into the soft flesh of my hips.
"Oh Johnny, fuck me harder. Make me cum for you," I moan as I
press my body back against his, meeting his every thrust.
His pace quickens as one of his hands rests on my shoulder, the other not letting go
of my hip. Suddenly, he slows down as hie gently grabs a hold of my hair. My
mind is racing as he completely stops.
"Please....don't stop," I beg.
"Oh, I'm not stopping, baby," he states as he pulls out of me.
He pulls me to a standing position once again, this time facing him. "I
just want to see you. I want to watch your face as I'm fucking you".
I lay down on the bed as he crawls between my legs. He pins my arms above
my head as he places his hard member at the entrance of my quivering hole.
“You want this bad, don't youI” He growls as his hot breath on my skin send
chills down my spine. I close my eyes and tighten my legs around him, trying to pull him
inside of me, but he resists.
“Answer me,” he demands as he places one hand behind my head and gently tugs at
my hair. “And open your eyes.”
I open my eyes to find his dark sunglasses staring down at me.
“Yes Johnny,” I whimper. "Please, give it to me.”
I start to raise my hand to his face to remove his sunglasses. He quickly grabs my wrist
and pins it above my head once again.
“No you don’t,” he says in his authoritative tone. “This will be done
MY way,” he insists.
He kisses me again as he forcefully thrusts himself into me, making me scream his name
over and over again. He lets go of my hands then I dig my nails into his back as he drives
himself into me harder and faster. Nothing but deep groans escape his lips as he slams
into me wildly, until neither one of us can take it any longer.
“Cum for me,” he demands as he lightly nibbles at my chin, my body beginning to
tremble.
The sound of his deep voice is more than I can take. Sensations that I never knew existed
are flowing through every fiber of my being. I can barely breathe, I can barely think. The
feeling of his body moving rhythmically with mine is all I can comprehend. He feels so
good. I want to slow down, I wish I could, I want this moment to last as long as possible.
The way he moves within me sends me over the edge.
“Oh Johnny!” I exclaim as my orgasm rages through my core. “Cum inside of
me, Johnny..please!”
I rake my nails down his back once again. He holds onto the bedposts as he thrusts into me
as hard as he can. Finally, after a couple powerful thrusts and deep throaty groans, he
sends his hot seed swimming through my body as he collapses on top of me in sweaty
exhaustion. We both lay there, trying to catch our breath.
“Johnny..” I whisper as he lifts his head and looks down at me.
I run my finger along his facial hair as I slowly inch my hand towards his
sunglasses. This time he doesn’t stop me, though. I carefully remove his sunglasses,
exposing his beautiful dark brown eyes. The effect those eyes have on me is something I
can’t explain. All I know is that I can’t get enough of this man. He’s like
a drug, he has me completely addicted, and he knows it.
“Ssshh,” he whispers as he runs his fingers through my hair and looks deeply
into my eyes. He then lowers his head and tenderly kisses me.
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2000 Dawn
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