YES, MY DARLING - TONIGHT
-by Bonfils
I walk up the stairs from the subway into the cool
night air. And there in the distance I see the
apartment block where you live - a huge, concrete
structure towering against the night sky.
This is a working-class area. I wouldn't come here if
it wasn't for you, my darling. This part of town is
as alien to me as my rich suburban home is to you.
I walk up to the building and look up at your window.
Your lights are on - you're home tonight. Good.
I take the elevator, its walls of smeared with
obscene graffiti. A lot of lowlifes live around here.
But you, my darling, are not one of them.
Stepping out of the elevator at the eighth floor, I
pause in front of the door to the left - your door.
Even as I read your name below the doorbell, I feel
myself getting excited: I can't help recalling your
beautiful face, your perfect body, your soft,
succulent flesh. And standing there outside your
door, I already feel my cock throbbing inside the
pants of my business suit.
I don't knock or ring the doorbell. I simply grab the
handle of your door and open it. You never lock your
door. You really should be more careful, my darling.
I step into your apartment. It's small, but neat.
You've decorated it with cheap, but tasteful
furniture and you keep it perfectly clean. Another
thing I like about you.
Where are you? I close the door behind me, locking
it, and look around. Haven't you heard me enter?
But then I see you. Slowly, you move towards me from
your living-room. Your eyes are wide open, just
looking at me. You recognize me, of course, from the
last time, and the time before that, and all the
countless times I have come to pay you a visit.
You're beautiful, my darling: Dressed in a short
black skirt and a pale pink blouse I don't remember
seeing before, but which shows off your shapely
breasts quite nicely. And your dark hair is
still cut in that pageboy hairstyle I love so much.
Standing just a few feet away, I believe I detect the
sweet scent of your lovely skin.
How are you? I've never bothered to find out, but
you must be in your early twenties. Yes, you are only
half my age. And of course that adds to my
excitement.
You stop in the doorway. I know you can't decide
whether you should run past me or back off into the
living-room again. You should know by now that
neither will do you any good.
Oh, you're trembling, my darling: Your lovely,
slender legs are shaking slightly as you stand there,
staring at me.
"Please," you whisper. "Not tonight."
I don't say a word. I never do. I just watch you as
you stand there, trembling, pleading:
"Not tonight. Please. Don't."
Slowly, I walk towards you, my cock swelling in my
pants. I grab your hand and pull you towards your
bedroom. Yes, I can smell you now: The sweet,
intoxicating odor of female flesh. Whimpering
quietly, you try to put up a fight, but you're no
match for my strength, and I drag you into your own
bedroom.
Your bedroom is neat, too: Pastel colors, soft
carpets and a big, soft bed. As I throw you onto your
bed, you let out a small shriek of surprise. Sprawled
on the bedspread, you look at me.
"No," you sob. "Please don't."
You are so beautiful now, my darling. My erection has
grown too large to fit inside my pants, and I have to
zip down to let my cock out. You stare at my cock:
Even half-erect, it's huge.
I stroke my cock. I like touching myself while you
watch, and soon I have masturbated myself to an
impressive erection: A big, swollen cock, all ready
for you, my darling.
Walking up to your bed, I grab your and
quickly pull them off. I sniff them greedily,
savoring the smell of your lovely, pussy. Then
I throw them on the floor.
I kneel down and spread your legs.
"Nooo," you whisper.
But I lean forward, and as I lift up your skirt, I
can see your pussy: Your beautiful, pussy, a
soft, inviting slit crowned by a tuft of
hairs. I can even smell it: A spicy, delicious
womanly scent.
I have to taste it, and I lie on your bed, my face
between your legs. As my lips touch your labia, you
gasp. My tongue starts licking your flesh, and the
taste of makes my mouth water. Slurping
and dribbling, I lick your slit vigorously, exploring
your fleshy lips with my tongue. I drink the taste of
your pussy, making your labia all wet and glistening
with my saliva.
You struggle feebly, my darling. One arm across your
belly is all it takes to hold you down, as I keep
licking away at your lovely, tasty crevice. I make my
tongue hard and force it in between your labia like a
tiny, soft cock. You moan uncontrollably. Moving my
head up and down, I slide my tongue in and out of
your pussy. In and out, in and out, yes, my darling,
fucking you, fucking you with my tongue.
"Nooo," you whimper, "nooo."
The sound of your pleading voice makes me even more
excited. My cock is swelling with lust, but I want to
make you wait. Instead I pull my tongue out of your
tight crevice and slowly insert a finger into your
pussy. Slowly, carefully exploring the soft insides
of your tender flesh. Then I slide it back out. And
in. And out. Slowly fucking you with my finger,
rhythmically massaging the moist walls of your sex.
You're writhing on the bed, my darling. You're trying
to fight the sensations of pleasure, but it's no use.
My finger keeps moving in and out of you. I hear you
gasping with every stroke, louder and louder. I feel
you getting wet, deliciously wet - allowing me to
slip another finger into the yielding wetness,
fucking you deeply and thoroughly with two fingers. I
look up at your face. Your eyes are closed, your face
flushed, you lips parted, trembling. My darling, you
are more beautiful than ever.
"Oh, please, no," you cry. "Ohmigod."
Still sliding my fingers in and out of your moist
flesh, I kiss your pussy. I lick your labia,
gently at your tiny pink clit, making your hips jerk
violenty on the soft bed.
Sensing you're about to come, I increase my efforts.
I poke my fingers rhytmically in and out of you,
sucking and smacking at your succulent flesh. I feel
your fingers grabbing the back of my neck, forcing my
face into your pussy. I lick and lick at your slit,
finger-fucking you at a mad, relentless pace.
"Ohmigod," you scream. "Aaah! Aaah!"
Yes, my darling. You have come. Your body lies
writhing on the bed, shaken by a powerful orgasm. And
slowly I let my fingers slide out of your hot pussy,
dripping with your juice.
I lie on my knees between your thighs, watching your
beautiful face transformed by ecstasy. As you finally
open your eyes, I begin playing with my cock again.
You're still breathing heavily, recovering from your
orgasm. Your pretty little mouth hangs open as you
watch me stroke my rigid shaft.
Yes - I will fuck you soon. Nothing you do or say can
stop me now. Watch me masturbate, my darling, and
imagine what it will feel like to be fucked by my
cock.
I like to tease you - to prolong the wait. But now I
cannot wait any longer. My cock is fully erect, and
your sweet, succulent is only inches away - wet
and inviting.
Slowly, I guide my cock towards the mouth of your
pussy, letting the bulging head rest against your
labia.
"No," you whisper. "Please, no."
But your hoarse, pleading voice only excites me more,
and I let my bulging cock plunge into your slit.
You whimper, as I bury the rigid shaft inside your
tender flesh. The size of my excited cock stretches
your pussy, filling every inch of your sex.
Again, you try to struggle away from me. Oh no, my
darling: With both hands, I pin your wrists to the
bedspread. You won't escape. I hold still for a
moment, letting you feel your helplessness, before I
start fucking you.
Ah, yes, my darling: I gasp with pleasure, as I feel
my cock plowing through your soft, velvety flesh. I
fuck you slowly, savoring the sensation: In and out,
in and out, letting you feel every inch of my hard
shaft.
Do you feel me, my darling? Do you feel me piercing
your moist slit, fucking you in a slow, but insistent
rhythm? You're writhing beneath me, sobbing loudly as
I keep thrusting into you.
You are beautiful, my darling: Your sweet face
grimacing slightly from the strain, eyes shut. Like
an animal, I lick your face, tasting your sweet
female skin. I lick your breasts, suck on your
little, hardening nipples, then I bite into one of
them.
"Aaah!" you shriek, wincing slightly from the pain.
I increase the tempo slightly, hammering the entire
length of my cock in and out of you with every
thrust. Your breathing increases, too, until you're
gasping for breath in time with my strokes. Yes, my
darling, despite yourself, another climax is
approaching.
You dig your fingers into the bedspread, and I let go
of your wrists. You won't run away. Not now, when I'm
fucking you to an orgasm.
I withdraw completely and look down at my cock: It is
hard as steel and glistens with your love juice.
Impatiently, you raise your pelvis towards me,
offering your hot, yielding to my cock. Again,
I want to tease you - and again I can't resist. I cup
my hands under your ass and force my erect member
into you again, making you scream out loud.
I'm grunting like an animal, as I fuck you hard and
fast. You tremble uncontrollably, as I plunge into
you over and over, letting you feel the power of my
thrusts.
"Oooh," you whimper, "oooh."
Yes, feel me, my darling, feel my cock. Feel how much
I lust for you, how hard you make me. Oh yes, I want
you to feel every throbbing vein on my rigid shaft,
as I fuck and fuck and fuck.
"Oh, my God," you moan. "No, please..."
It is time, my darling: A few more violent thrusts of
my hard tool, and you will come. I can't hold out
much longer either: I feel my cock swelling, ready to
discharge. But I will control myself until I've made
you come again. I hammer my cock into your sopping
slit, counting every stroke: One, two, three, four...
"Aaah!" you scream, as you climax, kicking your feet
beneath me. "Aaah! Aaah!"
Never have you been more beautiful: Your perfect body
tensing up with pleasure, your face reflecting the
ecstasy you feel. Just a few more thrusts, and I,
too, will give in to orgasm. In hard, fast strokes, I
bury my cock inside you again and again, until I
finally feel myself coming.
Ahhh. Ahhh yes. Ahhh.
As my huge cock starts contracting, I pull out. You
open your eyes in time to watch the first of
semen pumping out of my swelling cock. I grab it hard
with my hand, as my cock starts jerking wildly,
spraying your naked body with piping hot sperm.
I love to watch my cock ejaculating over you, my
darling, spattering your skin with the liquid of my
ecstasy. My gift to you, a thick, creamy gift,
brought on by your beauty and my lust for you.
I'm still kneeling between your thighs, stroking my
cock. You watch the last drops of semen dripping onto
your belly. I keep masturbating, slowly, my cock
still hard as steel inside my fist.
Your eyes open wide as the truth dawns on you: My
cock will remain erect. You thought we were finished,
didn't you, my darling? But no, tonight you will be
fucked again, hard and deep, until it makes you come
once more.
You utter a pitiful sound of protest, as I turn you
over, making you lie face down on the bed. Your
perfect little ass sticks out invitingly, and I slap
your ass-cheek hard with my hand: Slap! And again:
Slap!
"Aaah!" you cry.
I look down at my cock: It really is remarkably hard.
And for a my age, it's quite amazing. But
flesh like yours will do that for a man, my darling.
I stroke my shaft a few more times - then I get up
and walk over to your bedside table. I browse through
your drawers, looking for a certain jar, and
eventually I find it.
"No," you whisper, looking over at me. "No,
please..."
But you know what is coming, my darling. Don't you? I
walk back to your bed, my erect cock bouncing in
front of me, and unscrew the lid. Carefully, I spread
the lubricant over my cock. Then I dip wto fingers
into the gel and gently force them into your ass,
applying the slippery substance to the insides of
your tight little hole.
As I assume the position behind you, my bone-hard
cock glistening and smooth with lubricant, I hear you
whimpering softly:
"Please, don't. Not tonight."
I grab your ass-cheeks and slowly force them aside,
revealing your tight, lubricated hole, and my cock
twitches with excitement. Placing the tip at the
entrance to your ass, I apply pressure, slowly
pushing forward between your ass-cheeks. Gradually, I
feel your muscles relaxing, letting the head of my
cock enter your ass.
"Nooo!" you cry. "Stop it! Aaah!"
God, it feels good. My cock-head feels so good inside
your ass, swelling and throbbing inside your tight,
slick opening. Absorbed by lust, I ignore your cries,
driving my cock deeper into you, eventually burying
the entire length of my hard shaft inside your ass.
"Nooo!" you whimper, impaled on my cock.
Ah, yes, my darling. Feel my cock. Feel my stiff tool
penetrating your ass, as I begin fucking you. Slowly,
I pull all the way out and then back in - and out -
and in - slowly, slowly, fucking your ass.
You sob helplessly, your ass muscles stretching
around the girth of my huge cock, as I plunge into
you over and over.
I hear from your breathing that you're getting
excited, too. You're gasping for breath, turned on by
some sinful combination of pain and pleasure.
"Ah. Ah. Ah," you pant in time with my strokes as I
fuck your ass.
I feel the blbous head of my cock swelling madly,
your retum tightly clenched around it, as I drive my
cock back and forth. I grab a fistful of uour hair
and increase my rhythm, plunging into your ass faster
and faster. It's so tight. So incredibly tight. And
by God, it feels good.
I'm sweating from the strain and the excitement, the
sweat running down my body, lubricating my cock even
more, as I keep hammering into your ass. Your lovely
tight little ass, my darling.
You're whimpering and sobbing uncontrollably, your
face pressed into the bedspread. It could be just
from pain, but I sense you're getting excited, too.
And sure enough: As I look down, enjoying the sight
of my huge cock impaling your ass, I see your little
hand, trembling between your thighs, as it slowly
begins massaging your juicy slit.
Ah yes, masturbate, my darling. for me
while I fuck your ass. Make yourself come - with my
cock deep inside you. Maybe we can come together
tonight. Maybe you'll feel me spurting my semen into
your ass,while you yourself to orgasm.
How would you like that, my darling?
The thought turns me on, drives me mad with lust. I
keep going, relentlessly hammering my rigid tool into
your tight little hole. You're gasping for breath
now, eagerly stroking your swollen labia.
I could climax any second, but I want you to come,
too. I didn't only come here for my own satisfaction.
No, I want to pleasure you, as well. I want to make
you scream out loud in ecstasy, while my raging cock
explodes inside your ass. You may feel it's wrong, you
may feel ashamed. But that's what I want. And I will
make it happen.
Yes, my darling, keep going. for me.
Your moans of pleasure are getting louder. You're
stroking your moist flesh frantically, my swollen
cock poking into you again and again. And I can't
hold out much longer, either.
Now - come for me, my darling. Feel my stiff shaft
stretching your tender ass and come for me.
"Aaah! Aaah!"
You scream out loud, as the climax hits you. With
both hands I pin your shoulders to the bed, as you
wriggle about, trembling with the pleasure of your
orgasm. The ecstasy surges through your struggling
body, shaking you for several minutes, making you sob
and whimper helplessly.
Yes. I did it. I held out until you came again, But
the sight of your violent orgasm is just too beautiful
to behold. As I feel the semen bursting out through
my swelling shaft, I force my cock deep into your
ass, holding still, savroing the unbearable tension,
before I explode inside your clenching tightness.
"Unnnh!" I yell. "Unnnh!"
I know, my darling: Usually, I never make a sound
when I'm with a woman. I like to let her do the
moaning (and I do love the sound of female moans).
But when I'm with you, my darling, feeling your
flesh, watching your lovely body squirming beneath
me, smelling the excitement on your skin, it
all gets too much. And I roar like an animal, my hot
semen spurting into your ass.
You gasp out loud, my darling. Yes. Can you feel it?
Jet after jet of piping hot sperm pumps out of my
jerking cock, squirting deep into your ass. Dizzy
with pleasure, I'm also amazed to feel the power of
my second tonight, as my cock keeps on
going, spurting and spurting my sticky cream into
you.
Ah yes, my darling. Finally my orgasm subsides. And
slowly, slowly, I slide my still semi-hard cock out
of your ass. You lie there, exhausted, breathing
hard, face down on your bed as I zip up.
I look at you one more time before I turn and leave
your bedroom. Yes, you are beautiful, my darling. And
when I get home I will still fanatsize about you.
Maybe I will even masturbate.
But you know I have to leave. Yes, I could spend the
night with you, but that would change everything. It
wouldn't be the same, then, the next time I came to
see you, would it, my darling?
No, I must be the stranger who comes without warning,
uninvited. The stranger who fucks you hard in your own
bedroom. The stranger who makes you come against your
will.
You know I'll be back, my darling. And you may be
afraid. And you may feel ashamed. But you'll be
waiting.
Won't you, my darling?
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(c) Bonfils 2002
http://www.asstr.org/~bonfils/
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