Hey there everyone! Well the sequel to the “Forced to Comply” story is out! Here is a bit of a preview:
His fingers were still pumping into me as his other hand twisted my nipples, and his mouth was still locked on mine. My breath was becoming ragged as the passionate need to climax built up higher and higher. I struggled against my handcuffs as I pulled my lips away from his to let out a guttural scream of pure anguish. I needed to orgasm, I just couldn’t take it anymore!
“Please let me come!” I begged my police officer captor.
“Is that what you want is it?” he teased.
“Yes!” I cried, “please! I’ll do anything you want! Please!”
“Well, alright. I’ll make you come, and then you’ll make me come. Does that sound fair?”
“Yes! Yes, it’s fair! Please, just let me come right now!”
With that, he dropped to his knees in front of me, and moved his face between my legs.
Breathless, I watched as he forced two fingers into me just as before. I looked down into his eyes, and he looked back up at me, a confident grin on his face. His leant forward and his mouth gently wrapped around the lips of my pussy. . .
This is a quickie that I wrote based on a handsome cop I met a long, long time ago. Here is a small taste:
His strong body pushed against mine, pinning me to the side of the car. His hand slid under my shirt and grabbed one of my breasts. Delicately but insistently he held my nipples between his fingers, rolling them and teasing them softly, moving from one to the other.
I was breathless. I hadn’t been touched like that since I broke up with my cheating douche-bag of a boyfriend months before, and I had missed the way it felt to have a man’s hands on my. Maybe it was just because everything in my life had been so messed up lately, or maybe it was just because the situation was so strange, or perhaps it was just because a handsome cop had handcuffed me and was groping my breasts, but I was instantly and intensely turned on. The stress of the week, my outrage and anger – everything entirely dissipated. All I wanted was for him to touch me more and more.
While one hand remained clasped on my tit, two fingers lightly pinching my nipple, his other hand slid down over my hip, until it slipped underneath my skirt. I drew in a trembling breath as I felt his hand caressing the inside of my thigh. Slowly. . . oh so slowly . . . it climbed up my legs, until it reached my ass.
Like all my stories, you can find this one on Amazon.com
This is a story based on a sexy dream I had. When I woke up, I jumped straight on the computer and wrote it all down! Here is a preview:
He started licking my pussy, but it wasn’t enough. I needed his cock. His tongue darted inside me and I gasped slightly as he began working his way down my perineum, to my butt. He gently started to feel my ass with his tongue, licking around the same area and moving between my ass and pussy. I felt like I knew what he was saying. He was saying we were going to have anal sex. I began to sweat – I had heard how painful it was from my friends who had tried it, but I had also heard how good it felt.
When my ass was thoroughly lubricated with his saliva, he gently slid a finger in, and I gasped. It was so smooth, but so unknown. My body had tensed up in anticipation of being violated by his cock, but all he did was insert another finger inside my ass. My body wasn’t prepared for this. I screamed in a mix of pain and satisfaction, and John picked up his boxers, which were lying discarded on the floor, and put them in my mouth.
“Here, bite down on this. I don’t want the neighbors getting anxious,” he said matter-of-factly.
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Violated by the Boss is one of my first stories, and it’s about an office girl who get’s taken advantage of by her boss. I can honestly say that I have never had a single attractive boss in my entire life. . . but I always though it would be an arousing prospect if I did. There is something about about men in positions of power, able to order, able to command, able to make you obey. Very sexy stuff!
At the moment I plan to write a couple more stories about Jessica, her boss, and the mysterious man who likes to watch her perform. I’m pretty keen to find out what will happen to her, and how far she will be willing to go to please him. . .
Anyway, this short story is out on Amazon. It’s about 5,000 words, which translates to around about 10 pages in regular print. You can get if from Amazon.com