Friday, January 15, 2010

Savannah 3:4 - The Stranger Fucks Gwen

Gwen's breasts pressed into the rough brick wall as the man leaned into her. His lips were arousingly rough on her neck and she gasped. His hands seized the thin straps to her dress and jerked them down her arms. He pulled her back just enough to reach his hand around and fondle her breast. Fingers roamed over the soft tissue before they found her tight nipples and pinched them. Gwen groaned and caused him to pinch harder. The rough brick scraped at her skin but she didn't care. She liked his force and the feeling of being taken.

His other hand slid back down to her dripping cunt. Expert fingers slid over and around her, teasing her clit before sinking his fingers inside her.

"Tell me again and I'll make it happen," he whispered in her ear.

Gwen could barely think. The man's hand on her breast and fingers in her cunt only allowed her to mumble her response. "Yes, fuck me."

"Say it louder," he breathed, his own arousal trembling in his voice.

Her voice quavered. "Fuck me." she said louder.

His hand released her breast and pushed the dress up over her ass. The top of his body leaned into her, keeping her pressed into the wall while his hand wrapped around his cock, stroking it before pushing it against her soft skin. His feet kicked her legs wider. Gwen had never felt so exposed or so aroused in her life. She didn't care if anyone could see them, she just needed to be fucked.

The man obviously felt the same way. He slid his cock along her slit. Back and forth making him wet from her juices. She pushed her ass back to him, inviting him to fuck her. She needed it so badly. His hard breathing was hot against her neck. Then she felt him. The head of his cock nudged her cunt lips. It was too much for her.

"Please," she whispered.

It was all the man needed. He pushed against her and his entire length slid inside her with one thrust. Her voice came out as a sharp cry as he began to thrust hard inside her. His hand found her breast again and pinched her nipple hard. Gwen gasped, trying to remain standing as he assaulted her.

Then, as suddenly as his lust began, he promptly slowed down his pace. A mewl came from Gwen's throat as his other hand reached around and found Gwen's clit. He began to rub it, circling gently in time with his deep thrusts. Gwen's legs trembled hard. She was helpless against him, completely under his control.

"Oh yes," he whispered gruffly into her ear, "oh yes, I can feel you tightening around me. I can feel your sweet cunt so tight around my cock. I want you to come. I want to feel your cunt pulse around me. I want to feel your slick juices flood my cock as I fuck you here in the alley. " His words deluged her and heightened her pleasure. She gasped for breath. He continued. "You're such a beautiful whore. Has anyone ever told you that. I was surprised myself. I had no idea I'd get the chance to fuck such a gorgeous slut tonight." All the while he continued to thrust inside her, bringing her closer and closer to her orgasm.

His fingers flitted over her clit and Gwen knew she wouldn't last much longer. The pleasure was indescribable. She never knew anything like it. All she could do was moan. The man began to push harder into her, his groans matching her own.

"God, I could fuck you all night." He thrust in and out. "Such a hot tight little cunt." Gwen felt the flush rising in her body. "Such a wet fucking cunt." She began to moan louder, her body tightening with her approaching orgasm. "Fucking come for me." Her cunt squeezed hard around him, pulsing as she drew closer. "Oh, you need to come for me." His fingers pinched her nipple harder. Gwen's hands clawed at the wall, trying to push back harder onto him. His fingers rubbed at her clit, his cock thrust into her cunt.

A sudden burst of pleasure exploded through her, the waves radiating through her body. Her cunt flooded with her wetness and squeezed tight around the man's cock, pulsing over and over. She cried out, only to have his hand clamp around her mouth to stifle the sound. His thrusts got harder and deeper and her orgasm spread over her. She clung to the wall as he thrust in one more time.

"Fuck, I'm going to come," he cried and pulled from her. He grasped her arm and pushed to the ground. His hand pumped at his cock. Gwen knelt in front of him, her mouth lapping at the head of his cock as he stroked himself. She slipped her hand up to his balls and rubbed them through the fabric of his pants. He groaned heavily and pumped his cock as his cum began to surge through it. A thick string of cum spurted from his cock onto her tongue. A second hit her lips and cheek. He uttered a sigh and she wrapped her lips around him once more, urging him to give his remaining cum to her. She worked her mouth gently over his cock, drawing out the last of his lust and licking him clean.

Slowly, they both regained their senses and worked at making themselves look presentable. Just as Gwen tugged up her dress straps, the man wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her to him. His lips found hers and his tongue gently probed in a deep and languid kiss. He drew away and looked into her eyes.

"Thank you for being everything I wanted and asked for. You are truly a beautiful woman with the most amazing talents." He kissed her again and stepped back. He pulled an envelope from his back pocket and handed it to her. She took it without opening it, she knew what it was.

"The clothes are yours to keep. The room key is in the envelope. Please stay as long as you'd like. Perhaps order something from room service and take a bath. Everything is taken care of for the room so please enjoy it. You are a magnificent creature. Perhaps we'll meet again."

With that, he gave her a kiss on the cheek, squeezed her hand and walked from the alley. She watched him walk away from the hotel and down the street. It was a bizarre but highly erotic encounter. She welcomed the chance to see him again. It dawned on her then that she still did not know his name but then realized It didn't matter. She smiled as she walked to the elevator bank to take it back up to the room.

Stay tuned for Chapter 4...

Friday, January 08, 2010

Savannah 3:3 - The Stranger Takes Over

He pulled her out into the warm night air and they strode to the side of the hotel, back along a dark alley. As soon as they were out of view, he pushed her back up against the brick wall lining the one side of the alley. His mouth crushed hers in a heated kiss. Their tongues met and the man pulled her leg up along him. His hand slid up the back of her thigh. He pulled away and gasped as he reached her cunt. Gwen knew how wet she was. She was so close to orgasm. He slid his fingers around her before sliding one inside and then two. Gwen gasped and said what he needed to hear.

"Fuck me," she moaned as he thrust his fingers inside her.

The man groaned and pushed her back harder against the wall, his body crushing hers, the sequins snagging on the rough brick behind her. "Say it again. Tell me that again."

"Fuck me," she said. "Take me, fuck me hard." Gwen reached her arms around him, pulling him tighter to her. Her fingers clutched at his expensive suit. The man groaned again. His lips moved across her jaw and down her neck. Gwen could scarcely catch her breath. Her knees grew weaker as his fingers moved in her and she felt her body quake. Groans emerged from her lips and tumbled from the alley.

Suddenly the man pulled back from her leaving Gwen to stumble forward a step. He fumbled with his trousers for a second before sliding the zipper down. With a lust that burned in his eyes, he grabbed Gwen's shoulder and gently pushed down. Gwen knew what he wanted. She got down close to the ground as best she could. The alley's black road was rough but a newspaper laid nearby. She placed it under her knees and turned her attention back to him.

Her hand slid up over the bulge under the expensive fabric. He was so erect, so hard from the interaction that Gwen fought the urge to rip his pants down. Her hand slithered inside the opening and grasped his erection. Air blew out from the man's clenched teeth.

"That's it," he said and laid a hand on the back of Gwen's head. "Suck it. Make me harder. Make me so fucking hard that I have no choice but to fuck you."

Gwen moaned softly. She pulled his erection out and admired it for just a moment before slipping her tongue up his length. The man twitched and leaned forward. One hand was still on the back o her head while the other pressed against the wall behind her, trying to keep his balance.

She slid her tongue over and around his hard cock. She slid one hand around his base while the other gripped his ass. She teased him. Her tongue slid up and down the outside, licking him like an ice cream cone. The man groaned and she felt his legs tremble.

"I can't take it. Suck me." His voice was raspy and full of desire. His hand pressed Gwen's face to him.

Gwen smiled at the state of arousal she brought him. Her own arousal had skyrocketed. The sounds he made, the desire he had for her pushed her close to the edge. With a flick of her tongue, she caressed the head of his cock. He moaned again. His breath was rapid, heavy, sexed. She finally opened her mouth and slid the head of his cock inside. She felt his knees dip slightly as she pulled him back to her throat.

"Fuck," was the only thing he could utter.

She began to work her mouth over him, licking, sucking, swirling her tongue around his hard cock. When she felt him swell or begin to tremble too much, she backed off. She didn't want him to come until he said. She was here for him and she wanted to please him. Back and forth they danced, Gwen pulling him to the edge and then backing off. Her tongue worked over the head of his cock, licking under his sensitive head, swirling around it before bringing him back into her hot wet mouth. His hips thrust to her, wanting to be deeper, to feel everything.

His fingers gripped her hair and she felt his cock swell. She opened her throat and took him deeper. The man groaned and thrust his hips harder, fucking her mouth now. She felt his cock begin to pulse and she tasted the bitter sweet pre-cum on her tongue. He growled once and abruptly pulled her mouth from him. Surprised, Gwen looked up to him and saw his eyes had changed. They burned violently with his arousal and Gwen felt the rush of wetness between her thighs. Grabbing a hold of her arms, he pulled her to unsteady feet and crushed her lips with his before spinning her around.

to be continued...