Crossing The Line.

Foxtrot

Lister
Don't .

Don't ? He asked me

Change the Dynamics of this agreement...I trembled as his hand unzipped my shorts slowly and unclasped the hook exposing my cotton panties...
I make the rules sweet foxy ...as his finger traced a line on the lips of my womanhood.
I shuddered as I felt the flames lick my already molten core and pure desire ran through my veins , lifting my hips up... urging him on.

The gun dropped soundlessly on the shaggy carpet and he grabbed my shorts and panties on the waist band and pulled them down leaving my lower half exposed to him . His eyes taking in my chubby mount ...his stare burning me with his desire.
Caeser.... I moaned his name as he looked at me and smiled cruelly . He , the master - me , the slave.
I closed my thighs together , trying to hide my nakedness, he chuckled and parted them easily with one hand leaving me bare - a sacrifice on his cruel alter.His fingers touched my slightly peeping clit...oh gods...desire pierced through me and i moaned as he expertly played me , making me wet and slick.

I’m going to fuck you, He said.
I moaned as his crude words played havoc with my lust , unfolding my flower , exposing my vulnerability...
At that moment I detested myself.
I hated the uncontrollable lust for him that consumed me ... making me grind my hips on his hand in anticipation.
Fuck ... you have a beautiful cunt. He said.
I got even wetter and then he slipped a finger inside my temple and I gasped and twisted in pleasure.
What do you want Foxy ? He asked in a guttural tone...
Tell me.
I want you Caeser I stammered ... I begged.
He unclasped his belt, unzipped his khaki pants and released his phallus .... dear gods I watched it as it angrily pulsed, hard and ready for a delicious assault.
Say it ! He demanded as he spread my thighs further apart and positioned himself on top of me, the tip of his dick hovering an inch above my wet pussy... a drop of precum clinging on its head .
I want you to fuck me . I replied,a slave to my own wanton needs.
It had been way too long since I had a man this way and here he was ,A Viking ready to plunder my castle, my walls already burning in flames.
I moaned and moved my hips upwards , claiming him, demanding for domination and the warrior met me in one quick thrust ... I cried out as his thick manhood grazed my entrance and entered me ... oh sweet gods it had been way too long indeed... my hands came around and hang onto his back. I was drowning and I cried out his name. My pussy greedily sucking him in deeper and that moment ,the pleasure wiped out every sense of self respect as I urged his thrusts on with my feminine wiles shamelessly.
You are mine little fox . He said and rode us to Valhalla... my screams drowned by a savage kiss as I reached my heaven and he followed me in.

There was no remorse , we were half naked and spent. I thought it was over . I was wrong . He took my hand and helped me up from the sofa and led me to the bed .

Now I will make you mine ... he whispered.
He took of my tee shirt and unclasped my bra ,I sighed as he released my titties from the garment prison and he cupped them... his thumbs playing with the erect nipples making them even harder with want for this detestable beast.
Beautiful... he mummered.
I glowed like a fool... my ego massaged by his admiration.
I’m going to have you again...he said as he turned me around and had me kneeling on the bed.. bending me over into a curve as his incredibly erect manhood throbbed between my butt cheeks.
He was going to do bad things to me....
My desire spiked up tenfold as the provocative thoughts ran through my mind.
He spread my legs and positioned himself behind me, rubbing his manhood on the slit of my dripping cunt. Tempting me ... igniting me.

Caeser please ... I moaned.

He chuckled and drove his shaft inside my walls once more to the hilt and his finger tweaked my clit making me shudder and scream .
Fuck ... it felt so damn good ...his hard thrusts making me cry for mercy.
My cries falling on deaf ears as he spread my cheeks and assaulted my grotto even harder .
I called out his name in sweet surrender and felt the waves hit me ....and he took me over the brink the way a man should . The way a woman was intended to be had . Tears of pleasure rolled down my cheeks as I surrendered all of me to Caeser and as I came I felt his own pleasure reach its peak and with a roar of a conquerer he reached the shores of heaven and we collapsed on the bed.

No sweet words were shared. Words were not needed.He had taken me because he could. To stamp his authority over me and I had let him.We did not fall into a lovers embrace... I drifted off into a dreamless slumber.
 
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