by Amy Kyle
“As you can see, I really don’t have anything to be ashamed of. I look in the mirror and I have to say without a doubt that I love what I see. From the look on your face, I would say that you are more than adequately impressed. I am not your average Joe and what I have makes most women happy enough that they come back begging for more. You may not think that you are in that same category, but trust me every woman is the same. They want only one thing and I am more than happy to supply them with that one thing.” He was arrogant and knew that his experience made for a pleasurable time that had both him and his partner smiling.
“I think that you should stop talking. With every word that comes out of your mouth, I begin to realize just what kind of mistake I’m making. I’m this close to ignoring the condition that you’re in. I would tread carefully, if I were you.” She was warning him ahead of time that his attitude and his words were ruining a moment that was best suited to their bodies doing the talking.
“I don’t think that I like the way that you are…never mind…forget I said anything. You do whatever you feel comfortable with and don’t mind me.” The only way that he was going to get any kind of play from this girl was if he played by her rules. She wanted a moment to look at him with her eyes. He saw no reason to deny her the right to treat him like a piece of meat. Ironically, that was exactly the way that he had treated women and maybe he was getting a taste of his own medicine. The way that she licked her lips and gave him that ‘I’m going to take you and there’s nothing that you can do about it kind of look’ was exactly the same that he had given many a woman over the years.
“There’s no denying that you have the kind of body that could turn any woman into something that they never knew was possible. We consider ourselves strong and independent, but guys like you remind us that there’s always room for bit of physical relief with the opposite sex.”
Chapter 4
Samantha touched the physical presence of the man and it jerked with a mind of its own. She had him vulnerable and exposed. It looked like it was having that kind affect on him. Wrapping her hands around the girth, she began to stroke it in earnest to see him move his hips in an almost instinctual need to get off. “I can’t possibly give him my body, but maybe I can give him a pale substitute. I don’t think that he’s going to deny himself any kind of pleasure, regardless if it’s coming from only my hand or not. I’m tempted to suck it, but I don’t want to give him the wrong impression about me.”
“Your awkward hands feel amazing. I really have no idea what you plan to do. I hope that you’re not just going to waste it in the air or all over myself. I can’t stop you. I’m not one that’s going to force my will on others. You have me, at a distinct disadvantage and I think for once in your life you enjoy having the control.” He was watching out of sheer curiosity and the last time that he had had a hand job was several years ago. It was in the back seat of his father’s car and she was adamant that they didn’t go very far. She was religious and for the life of him, he couldn’t remember her name. He did remember her silky hands, but they were nothing in comparison to what Samantha I was doing to him.
“Every guy wants an orgasm and they really don’t care how they can it. You can say that you want to fuck me, but I think deep down you only want what you can’t have. I will never give in to you and there isn’t anything that you can say that will change my mind. You’ve tried every trick in the book and I have rebuffed your advances. That might seem trivial to you, but it’s a testament to my strength of character. You will tell me what I want to know and I think that I have you in the palm of my hand, literally and figuratively.” “It’s challenging to do nothing about my own pleasure, but I think that this way might be a good way to earn his respect. I don’t want him to see me, as any of the other conquest that has found their way into his bed and underneath his sheets. I want him to see me, as somebody that will bend a little, but not enough to give him a reason to walk away.”
Judson had never felt like someone that couldn’t go the distance. He prided himself on his stamina, but this girl was showing him that he was being adversely affected by her nimble fingers. He could see that she was disgusted. He felt a need to satisfy his sweet tooth in a different way than others. Her grip was tighter than some women that he had the fortune to be with. She was actually using his own natural essence to pave the way for a slippery sensation that couldn’t be beat.
“If you’re not careful, I might give you a handful. I’m giving you fair warning and I don’t know if you know this, but when the vein starts to throb, you should really think about stopping.” He wanted her to finish him off, but he was uniquely aware that this woman was not exactly the wanton whore that others have claimed to be. She had that naughty quality, but it needed to be coaxed out slowly and with more work than the average woman in a bar. He felt like it was a good way to test his mettle, as a man and maybe find a new perspective about what women really wanted. “I’m telling you…you keep stroking it like that and I won’t be responsible…for my own actions.” His breathless tone and the way that his words were rushed had confirmed that things were getting to the point of no return.
“I don’t think that you understand. We have a long-term commitment. I’m not going to ruin it by giving in, so easily. I’m not saying that you have a chance of getting into my panties, but I’m not going to rule it out either.” She was giving him false hope and she was very aware about what the vein throbbing meant on the underside of his cock. “You have had it easy with women falling all over themselves to be with you. I’m going to be more of a challenge and I just hope that you are up to stepping up to the plate.” It was a mixed metaphor and one that really didn’t go with the football analogy. “I believe that you can be one of the good ones, but you need a woman like me to mold you into the right type of man.”
“I don’t know what you’re trying to say. I’m not paying attention to any of your words. My main concentration is the way that your fingers are feeling like a tight hot glove around me. I just…need…to make sure that you don’t…think that you have all the power.” He grabbed for her hand and held it steady, while moving his hips in a way that was indicative of a sweet hot piece of ass. “That’s it, just stay steady and let me do all the work.” Judson looked into her eyes and then saw that she wanted him to blow. He was actually pleased that she was a captive audience of one and that he had her undivided attention like nobody else.
“You’re just using me for your own pleasure and that is about to end. You need a lesson in what it’s like to really treat a woman with the kind of respect that they deserve. You can’t always think that you’re going to always have your way, because that only sends a bad message to any one that you tell this tale to. Guys will begin to think that your way is the best way and from there we will devolve into a society of women bending over backwards to please men. It shouldn’t be like that and it should be a matter of give and take.” “This guy needs to change, or his life will revolve around a woman that is only after his money. He’s going down a dangerous path that is ripe for addictions like alcohol and drugs. I don’t think that he wants to do that and maybe I can steer him in the right direction. Giving him the tools will help him to decide what is the right course of action to take. I want to finish him off with my hand, but my mouth waters for the taste of the man. I haven’t had the privilege or the honor of siphoning a man dry in quite some time. I actually find that I miss it and the taste of sweetness on my tongue is something that I can really get used to.”
“You wouldn’t dare leave me like this, as some kind of punishment for how I treat women. You can’t be…that cruel.” Judson was doing his best to get there on his own, as he could see that she wasn’t going to lift a finger to make it any easier on him. “I can feel it…it’s so fucking close. Your attempt to tease me has only had an unexpected side effect. The ferocity in which I shoot is going to be a little bit more than how I usually fire off with my own hand. I’m not one for delayed gratification, but
you have certainly shown me that there is a place for something like that.” He found his eyes closing and then he slipped into his own little world of sexual pleasures.
All the blood had rushed to a certain part of his anatomy and there was no way that he was going to deny himself the kind of joy that only comes around once in a lifetime. Her hand was very tight and made it impossible for him to move freely without dripping more of that secret sauce from within.
She saw that he was at the end of his rope and this need to feed came over her in a wave that even surprised her. She saw that it was about to blow and then in a surprise twist, she slipped her lips over top of the head and gave in to her own form of depravity. “I just heard him gasp with his own arousal and I can only imagine what he’s thinking at this very moment. I feel that first spurt and I want more. There’s no way that I’m going to give up one single drop to somebody else. This may not be exactly the way that I wanted this to go, but I’m not going to quibble over details. His hot seed splashes against my tongue and I taste him and it only makes me crave for the last little bit that I can get from squeezing from the bottom to the top.”
“I can’t believe…that you are…doing…that.” He wasn’t expecting to feel her lips and that tongue circling around the crown. There was nothing better than having his cock sucked, especially when it came from a woman that knew how to bring about that explosion in the most intense way possible. He moaned and held onto the bar over his head to grip it tightly. He let that pleasure flow over him like a roller-coaster ride.
She was vividly aware that she had taken it a little bit too far, but this was one thing that she couldn’t take back. Samantha didn’t bother to lick him clean, feeling like she had done women of mankind a disservice. She didn’t want to be known, as someone that could easily fall for a man of his obvious character flaws. It was possible that he could be changed, but that was wishful thinking. “This was a stupid thing to do and I had him exactly where I wanted him and now everything has changed. He thinks that he knows how to get to me and I have only shown him that he is probably right. I’ve never been one to fall for the bad boy, but I can see the merit in letting our bodies do the talking for us.” She tried to move away, only to feel his hand grip her wrist in a way that was almost menacing.
“I thought that I was going to have to fight to get into your panties, but I see that you are ready for me right now. I’m not even going to try to fuck you and that is entirely up to you to make happen for yourself. I’m more than willing to get a boner again, but for now I think that I should show you what I can do with my tongue. I’ve shown you a little bit, but it’s not nearly enough to truly understand what it’s like to have my oral expertise at your beck and call.” Judson was giving her what she wanted. He had no delusion that she would easily spread her legs for the chance to be speared by the man of the hour.
“I really don’t think that you know what you’re doing. This is going to come back against you in some way. Your behavior is deplorable and sooner or later somebody is going to find a reason to take exception to how you treat them. I might be the fortunate one and by playing with your emotions, I might have been able to break you of some of those bad habits. I’m not much for teaching, but for you I might just make an exception.” “I may be barking up the wrong tree, but he does have some redeeming qualities that I would like to cultivate into something more. He looks at me with this delight and I know that there’s no way that I could possibly stop him from having his way with me. I’ve never had a man this close and this available that wanted me and nobody else. I may plead innocent, but underneath there is a guilty woman begging with her eyes for the boys to see her, as a sexual object.
“What you need to do now, Samantha is to sit on my face. I will understand if you’re scared and maybe you would like to tuck your tail in between your legs and run off into the night. You’re the type of woman that is probably scared of your own shadow. You’re definitely not my type and maybe I should seriously consider turning my attentions on somebody else.” He was purposely daring her to find something deep down inside to grab onto and let things happen naturally. “I have no better place to be and maybe after I finish pleasing you orally, I might even be able to give you tidbits of information for your project.” He saw no reason why he had to mince words. He was saying that she could have his time, but only if she was willing to show some gratitude in return.
“I don’t think that I should do that. I will be back tomorrow. I’m leaving before I change my mind.” She was able to pull away from Judson’s grip, feeling his fingers like a phantom indentation in her skin. Breathing deeply, she gathered up what she had come with and left without looking back. “If I even make one mention or show any kind of sign that I’m interested, then I won’t be able to leave here, until I am walking on bowlegged legs. I really do want that, but he needs to work a little bit harder. It will be more satisfying, if he was to make a conscious effort, instead of lying back and letting the world hand him everything on a silver platter.”
She heard him laughing behind her back. It was almost like this was one big joke and that she was unfortunate enough to fall into his web.
“I know that you’ll be back and it’s not like you’ll be able to help yourself. I’ve gotten underneath your skin and now that you have gotten a taste, there’s no way that you can possibly leave without going all the way.” He had no idea if he could reach her, but he suspected that she was nearby. “I’m not going to tell you that I want you. It will be a cold day in hell, when I come crawling to a woman on my hands and knees. Girls like you are all the same. You claim to be innocent, but there is a bad girl lurking underneath waiting for someone like me to bring it out in them. You’ll come to your senses and eventually you’ll be the one begging me for the chance to ride my manhood. Don’t kid yourself and it will happen sooner than later.” He got up and went directly into the showers, turning the tap and letting the water wash away the insanity of the moment. He didn’t even want to consider the fact that she was the one that got underneath his skin. He stuck his head underneath the spray, closing his eyes and envisioning her mouth over top of him all over again. He was always one to love them and leave them and to forget about them after. So, why was it that he was actually thinking about her in a more than friendly manner? He couldn’t answer that. He didn’t dare pull away the curtain to see the truth for himself.
Samantha heard everything that was being said. She was lying back against the door to the weight room, unable to move, except to squirm a little bit in her own discomfort. “God help me, but I do want him, but to tell him would make him even more smug than he already is. He needs to know that his actions have consequences. I may not be the one to teach him, but somebody will. Girls have come in and out of his life. I’m sure that some of them have left with hurt feelings. I’m sure that there are even some that want some kind of revenge for being treated like they meant nothing afterwards.”
She moved away from the door and then a figure clad in a black hoodie slammed into her and knocked her against the wall. She watched him leave through the exit door at the end of the hall. It led to the parking lot. At first, she thought that the man was being a little rude and then she took one step and realized that there was a fire in her gut. She mistook it for the heat between herself and Judson, until she placed her hand up against that very spot and came back with blood dripping from her fingers.
Samantha stumbled and fell back against the door with a heavy thud. She tried to say something, but the only thing that came out was a squeak. She was trying to call for help, but the shock of the moment had gotten the best of her. It was kind of alarming to see the blood flowing through her fingertips. It was a deep cut and one that was meant to do the maximum damage. Sliding down the door, she left behind a trail of blood in her wake. She saw in front of her on the wall across from her the fire alarm. She tried to move, but the pain was imaginable and then her eyes started to flutter with the black abyss about to swallow her whol
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THE END
CONTROL MY HUNGER
Chapter 1
“You’ve got to be kidding me; you’re not giving me that promotion, why not?” Lalena Sims yelled at her Captain.
“Jackson is just a better choice for this new assignment.” Captain Henry Case told her.
“How, he’s been on the force less time than me. I’m tired of this bullshit, every time something good comes up you pass me over.” She was angry and hurt. She’d been a cop, and a good one, for the past 10 years. Each time a great assignment came up she would be passed over for one reason or another.
“Look we may need some new people to help protect the mayor soon; I’ll try to get you on that squad.” Captain Case stated. “No promises though, but I’ll try and pull a few strings.” He put his hands up in defense.
“Fine, but you know I can go and do private security and get paid just as much, and with a lot less hassle.” Lalena stood up to walk out of the office. “But I really do love my job and would hate to leave. But come on Captain, you know as well as I do, I was more qualified than Jackson for this one.” She added.
“The choice wasn’t mine Swan. If it had been I would have picked you. But I told you my hands were tied on this one.” He stated.
She shook her head and left the office. Lalena went to the bathroom to compose herself, she didn’t want to walk out in the main room and still be upset. She was sure that some of the guys had heard her yelling in the Captain’s office. They all knew how she felt, some of them agreed, but others thought she was wrong.
During her years on the force she had heard many times, “You’re too hot to be a cop, really you should be a stripper. You’d make a ton of money too.” This had been said by many of her co-workers. They were the men who often looked down on her, and wouldn’t see that she was a good cop, even though she was also good looking.
