by Rue Volley
I woke up on the bed, staring up at Eve, who was straddling me. I cleared my throat and realized I was twisting my own nipple. She grinned as her eyes watched my hand. I lowered it as her blue eyes lifted and met my own. Her hair was wet, the steam rising from her bare shoulders and floating towards the ceiling. She tightened her legs against the sides of mine, I tried to move, but she reached down and took both of my hands and placed them above my head. She leaned in, her sweet smell proceeding her. She was truly intoxicating. Everything about her beckoned me in, her smell, her look, her eyes. It was a new form of trickery that I had never experienced before, not even with Kate.
She stared at my mouth, so close and yet so far away. I wanted her to kiss me and as she held me there the wait became part of the pleasure. A beautiful dance of foreplay. She leaned in, a mere inch from my mouth.
“Were you thinking of me?” she asked as I parted my lips. My breasts hummed, in fact, everything was humming inside of me. So much so I could barely think straight to answer her, but the words came as my voice cracked. “No, well…”
She tilted her head. “Tell me Remi, what do you want?” Her whisper sweet to my ears and making me tense up even more.
“I want…I don’t know what I want, I’m sorry. Should I know?”
She bit her lip and leaned in, her eyes closed and her lips pressed against my own. She didn’t complicate the kiss with tongue and all of that, it was simply a kiss, pure and as simplistic as it could possibly be. Her fingers intertwined with my own as she held my arms above my head. I moved, ever so slightly, she rotated her hips against me. She pressed against me and I moaned, albeit a small one, a moan just the same. She reacted to it as I expected her too. She pulled her lips from mine and let one hand go as she slid it down in between us. Her fingers pressed along my abdomen and then paused right above my navel. My heartbeat sped up and she stared at my expression.
“Tell me that you want me, Remi. Say it. Say that you want me, now.”
I nodded, but she still waited. “Say it.” she said slowly and with all intent to seduce me. I swallowed hard as my chest rose and fell. “I want you, I want you to fuck me until I come.” I whispered to her. She let her fingers move lower, sliding under the top of my panties as I squirmed a little bit. It turned her on even more to see that she could make me react this way to her. “I am going to finger you until you are right at the edge of coming, and then, I am going to stop…let you calm down, and then do it again.”
My eyes started to become glossy as her words made me wet. I wanted to grab her hand and just make her do it, shoving fingers, fist, whatever she wanted to up inside of me. As excited as I was, I knew I could handle anything she wanted to throw at me. I arched my back as I felt her two thin fingers glide over my clit. It begged at her touch, wanting her to stop and play with it. She stopped and watched my face as she flicked the tip of her index finger. I sucked in my breath. “Oh you need this so badly, can I? Can I show you how to come properly, Remi?” I nodded, as the sweat immediately started to form on my neck. One tiny stream of it rolled down and pooled in the indentation at the base of my throat. She leaned in and let her tongue jet out of her mouth. She lapped at it as her fingers started to rotate on my clit. My breathing increased and she rose and fell with me, keeping a steady rhythm on my pussy as she lapped at my sweat. Her hips moved as her fingers did. Rotating and sending waves of pleasure up my abdomen and connecting with my two erect nipples. She looked down and grinned as she saw them, letting her open mouth take half of one of my breasts inside of her large lips. She sucked at it, lapping at the tip and then pulling back, her long beautiful tongue flicking at it and causing me to convulse. She leaned in and bit it, her teeth pressing hard against it as she pulled back and stretched it. I hissed, but the pain was so manageable and just made the entire experience even better. She slid her hand down, shoving her two fingers up inside of me as her thumb rotating on my clit. I bit my lip and whispered her name. It excited her. She jerked her fingers out of me and sat up, reaching up and cupping my breasts in her hands, squeezing as her hips rotated against me. Clit against clit, her moaning started to match my own. She suddenly flipped me over and pulled my ass up towards her. She slapped me, as I cried out, leaving her handprint behind, bright and red on my round pale ass. I gripped the pillow and bit into it as she stuck her tongue out, ridged as any cock and shoved it into me. She jerked her head forward and back, her nails cutting into the soft flesh of my outer hips. I started to moved back and forth with her, allowing her tongue to go deeper and deeper into me, it seemed to widen, but when I looked back she had reached up and shoved all of her fingers into me. I cried out as she searched for my g-spot, quickly finding it and fondling it with two fingers. Then she pulled her fingers out, sucked on each one and formed a fist. I looked back and nodded to her, hair matted to my face in a torrential sweat she had induced on my entire body.
She growled as she placed her fist to the opening of my pussy and slid it in. I closed my eyes. “Holy fuck!” I yelled out, as she licked her lip and started to fist me, slow at first, but quickly picking up in speed. She leaned up and shoved her tongue into my ass and it was the catalyst that started to bring the orgasm on. I arched my back and held onto the headboard with a death grip as she fucked me with her fist as hard as she could. I had never felt anything like it, even after experiencing a few trials with strap ons that Kate so loved to wear. My pussy clinched up on her fist and she removed it, my ass twitching and my body aching to allow the orgasm to happen. “Please.” I said to her as I looked back. My expression one of pure desperation and need for her to finish.
“Turn over.” She said as I rolled onto my back. She stared at my body. Her eyes a brilliant blue and getting bluer by the second. Her hands started at my calves and moved up very slowly. She suddenly stopped and looked towards the chair in the corner of the room. She slid from the bed and walked over to it. Her body flawless, every curve perfectly sculpted to turn me on. I watched her ass as she bent over, the small slit of her clit exposing itself to me. Teasing, taunting me, begging my tongue to lap at it to give her pleasure. I sat up on my elbows and stared, incapable of stopping. She glanced back at me and grinned as she watched me fuck her with my eyes. She stood up and turned around with a large black vinyl cock in her hands, it was long and wide. I bit my lip as she walked back towards me and strapped it on. She stood at the end of the bed and stroked it with one hand as I swallowed hard again, reaching down and fingering at myself without even thinking about it. She rotated her hips as she slid her hand up and down the length of it. Stroking the thing as if she could honestly make it come, I watched as she moaned, accepting this as a real part of herself. She reached up with one hand and twisted her erect nipple, turning it white with pressure as the stroking increased.
“Suck me off.” She said as her voice was strained with her heavy breathing, I slid forward, spreading my legs to accommodate her. I reached up and grabbed her cock, feeling it as I started to stroke it myself. The vinyl felt just like flesh and even had a warmth to it. I opened my mouth and let the tip of it in. I sucked at first and tried to take it, inch by inch as she eyed me. She cupped the bottom of my chin and slowly pressed me forward, allowing me to accept the size as it spread my mouth and then throat wide. I moaned as it reached the back of my throat, my gag reflex nothing I had ever dealt with before, but this was testing it. I pulled back, my lips leaving the tip of it as a stream of glistening spit ran from my bottom lip to the tip of her cock. She gripped the sides of my head and I opened my mouth as she thrust it forward, slamming it in and out of me as I moaned and half choked, I would have never thought that I would find such pleasure in something like this, but I did. My clit hummed, my pussy became even more wet and swollen than it had before. I rotated on the edge of the bed, wishing I had something, anything in me, as she fucked my mouth with such an aggressive nature.
She started to tense up, and I swear I could feel the cock move in my mouth. I looked up at her as she let
her head hang back and her blonde hair bounced on her shoulders. She growled, an earthly sound as she was suddenly on top of me, my arms pinned down by her knees. The large cock remained in my mouth as she placed a hand to the back of my head and slowed. She stared down at me as the black cock went in and out of my swollen lips. I did not struggle, there was no need to, I was lost in the seduction of it. In her, and in everything she had to offer up to me. Her round ass rose and fell, the black cock moving in and out of my lips as she hovered above me. Her fingers tightened and wound into my hair, she jerked forward as she slammed the cock to the back of my throat and held it there, suspended as her ass muscles tightened, back arched and mouth opened wide. I could not tell if she was coming, if so, she was quiet, and it surprised me. Suddenly she let out a moan, deep and with so much feeling it vibrated the bed beneath me. She jerked the cock from my mouth and moved down, spreading my legs wide. She grabbed a pillow and slid it under my ass and then slipped her fingers into my pussy, playing with me for a moment as my legs tensed up on top of her shoulders. She took her hand and rubbed my cum all over the length of it. I tried to relax, but as she guided the tip of it into my ass. I had to part my lips. She watched me, enjoying my expression as she slowly moved forward. Her chin rose as mine did.
“I want to show you something, an orgasm you have never experienced before, one that will take you to a place that you didn’t even know existed. Can I do this for you, Remi?” I sighed, gripping onto her sides and then nodded yes to her. She licked her lips and watched my expression as she slowly forced my ass wide with the tip of this monster that lay between her legs. I hissed, feeling it as it opened me up to something I had never had before. Kate and I had never done this, I was too nervous about trying it, not that the conversation had not happened a couple of times in the heat of passion. My nails dug into her as she relaxed against me, the entire length of the cock buried inside of me. I was afraid to move, afraid to breath, afraid that I would cry out and beg her to stop. I did not want that. I wanted her to take me to whatever heights she had mentioned and more.
“I want this.” I said to her as she started to fuck me. It was with absolutely no remorse and no tenderness. It was the kind of fuck that made you stop breathing and accept death as if it was the only thing that could bring you pleasure.
The Man
I woke to an empty bed. I was sprawled out like a whore on Sunday who let the preacher violate her. Eve had done things to me that no one had even dared think of before. I allowed it all, I had no will to stop her and the more she had fucked me, the more I begged her to continue. I had never experienced anything like it before. I doubt if I ever would again. Her ability to make me completely surrender was nothing short of miraculous. I didn’t even feel truly violated, seeing that I accepted it as it was, although, when I started to roll over I certainly felt as if I had been. I groaned, all of my muscles sore and body aching from the extent of which I had been tossed around by her. I looked up, the ceiling fan rotated, it was slow and lethargic, sluggish as I felt. Coffee may not even be the cure here, but I would not know until I forced myself to sit up.
I pushed myself up on my elbows, pausing for a moment, the muscles in my back stretched beyond their limits. I decided to slide my feet from the bed and get on with it. I sat up, slowly allowing my body to catch up. My mind was ready, but the rest of me was saying, fuck you, Remi, go back to sleep. I rubbed my head, my hair fell over one eye and then I heard a throat clear and it made me jump. Startled, I looked to my left as a man sat in the corner chair, long black cane in hand, dressed in a nice tux, completely out of his element here in this run down motel room. I pushed myself back a foot on the bed as his eyes watched me. His eyes, coy and unsettling. Harboring a glow from the faint bit of light trickling through the thin curtains. His hair, a cool chestnut brown, it lay perfectly on his head. He was gorgeous, just as pretty as Eve was. That model look that was a stark contrast to my surroundings. He leaned forward, his hands resting on the top of his cane as he looked me over. I realized that I was naked, so I grabbed the white sheet and covered myself up…perhaps too late for modesty to matter. He grinned and then leaned back, his eyes going from gray to dark again as he escaped the light beam.
“Who the fuck?” I asked as I clutched the sheet to my chest. My heart raced, trying to escape the confines of my body. His expression changed, from coy to a bit aggravated, but it faded before he stood up, using his own cane to help him do so. He stood there, tall, statuesque, scanning the room. He let his eyes settle back on me, after I am sure that he came to the conclusion that this was not the best of places. His hand gripped the top of the cane, a dragons head under his fingers, silver, with a gaping mouth. I stared at it until he moved, shifting from one foot to the other. The cane remaining where it was. “Remi, you have more manners than that.” I narrowed my eyes and looked him over. He smelled of money and arrogance. “How do you know my name?” he laughed and rubbed the side of his neck with his free hand. I could see a ring on his middle finger, it was brushed silver, inlayed with a large red stone, a ruby perhaps, I could not be certain. I never encountered a man who wore jewelry, besides a necklace here and there. Most of them were lucky to remember a watch.
“Do you like it?” he asked me. My expression changed to one of confusion.
I raised an eyebrow as I stood up, slow to do so. He grinned, obviously amused by my physical state. I held onto the side of the bed for a second and then let go, determined to stand on my own, regardless of my lightheadedness.
“She is something else, trust me, I know.” I shook my head. “I am going to call the police if you don’t fucking leave right now.” My muscles flexed in my jaw as he remained calm. His demeanor was unsettling, as was everything about him.
The door opened and in walked Eve, coffee in hand and a bag of what smelled to be deep fried donuts. A delicacy in this part of the world. She turned and dropped the bag, which she had clinched in her teeth. It hit the floor in a small thud as she stared at the mystery man.
“Are you shitting me?” she asked as she lowered the two coffees in her hands. She gripped one large white cup in each. He smiled, keeping his eyes on me. “You did a number on this one, my love. Can you smell the infatuation?” Eve laughed under her breath, glancing at me and then back to him.
“Don’t.” he raised his eyebrow, not unlike she had done and turned his gaze on her.
“Oh, is this different? I am sorry, seeing that she is like, oh what? Number 1000, I guessed it was sex as usual with you, Eve.” She sighed and glanced back at me again. “Could you excuse us, Remi?” I shook my head no and the man laughed. “The balls on this one.” Eve looked back at him, he stepped towards her, his hand rose, cupping the side of her face. His eyes soft, his stare one of adoration. It was love for him, not a simple fling. She lifted the coffee and threw it all over him as he stopped and stared down at the mess on his nice tuxedo. “Oh for shits sake, are you fucking kidding me?” She smiled, turned on her black heels and stepped up to me. She handed me the coffee, of which I took without question, winking at me in the process. Her eyes lit with a mischievous intention. I tilted my head and mouthed the words, who the fuck is that, while she pushed my hair behind one ear and turned back to face him.
She pointed a finger at him. “You and your broke ass cock can hit the ground running.”
He gripped his cane and then let his face slowly rise. The pupils of his eyes changed from a greyish color to red as I stepped back and let her shield me. She held her ground and placed a hand on her hip. I took a breath as the whole room dropped in temperature. A small puff of white smoke left my lips, but neither Eve nor this suitor seemed to even notice the change. I rubbed my arms as the chill tried stung my exposed skin.
“My cock is not broken, I mean I will admit that if anyone came close to doing it, it had to be you and your iron pussy of bitterness.”
I leaned to the side to stare him down. He winked at me. Suddenly the room vibrated, it was only a slight vi
bration, but still present, nonetheless. I stepped back and placed my shoulders against the wall and could feel it even better.” Are we having an earthquake?” He leaned and looked at me. “No, it isn’t, it’s her pussy yawning…it is probably bored with me, as it gets with all things.” He looked back at her. “Isn’t that right, my love? I am not sure that there is enough of anything in this world to fill it and keep it happy.”
Eve flexed her fingers at her sides, I could hear the bones cracking. “Shut up.” She hissed, through gritted teeth.
“You see? She is so angry, constantly pissed off and about what? You have the fucking world at your feet, you come and go as you please, I have never once bound you, as you should be. Instead you roam and pleasure yourself at will.”
Eve screamed, not unlike she had in the car, but this time I had to cover my ears as it pierced them with the sheer volume of it. I closed my eyes and felt a wetness under my nose. The man’s hair blew back from his face, but he remained calm as ever until she stopped. I opened my eyes and felt under my nose, a small trace of blood on my fingertips. I stared at it and then looked up at him. He smiled and pointed the cane at me. “Be aware of her mortal coil, you could break this monkey.” She looked back at me and grinned. “She can handle a lot more than you give her credit for, Lucifer.”
I stumbled forward and stared him down. “Luci…Luci….” He grinned. “Lucifer, yes. That is my name.” I swallowed hard as I touched Eve’s shoulder. She turned to look at me as my eyes became glossy. “That’s…” She grinned. “The man, the one I stole the car from.”
