Forced Bet (Poker Loser Book 1)

by Golden Angel

  “You’re enjoying this,” he murmured into her ear. Allison moaned. Humiliated and horny. She had told Todd she wanted to go wild.

  “Thanks man, she’s hot.” The waiter left, grinning from ear to ear, and Todd’s hand slid away from her pussy, leaving her dripping and needy.

  Feeling confused and shaky, she pulled her shirt back over her breasts and started to re-button it until Todd’s had over hers stopped her.

  “I think it looks good like that. Leave it.”

  The look he gave her clearly said he didn’t think she was going to obey him and that he was ready with something even worse if she didn’t. Defiantly she got to her feet and walked firmly but quickly, head held high, ignoring the occasional shocked (and appreciative) stares of those guests who noticed her. Although nothing was blatantly visible, the shirt was unbuttoned past the underside of her breasts and if there had been a wind everyone would have been able to see everything. The owner of the restaurant looked her over insolently as she walked out, a few steps ahead of Todd, wishing them a “nice night” in a very suggestive tone of voice. Her face burned but she didn’t stop walking until she’d reached his car.

  Once inside he started it up before turning to her.

  “I think you enjoyed that, Princess. Do you like being exposed?”

  Allison pursed her lips and looked away from him, her heart pounding madly. Why didn’t she just lie and say no? Todd laughed.

  “I think that means yes.”

  On the ride home his strong hand kept squeezing her thigh, massaging the muscle and slowly moving higher until it slid under her skirt. And then he stopped. Allison thought she might scream from the need to cum. On the other hand, she was also understandable anxious. Was this the night she would lose her virginity?

  Todd walked her up to his door like a gentleman, one arm around her waist like it was a real date. Once they were inside he shocked her, immediately stepping forward and pulling her into his arms, kissing her harshly and deeply. Instinctively she responded to his passionate kiss, opening her mouth and allowing him to plunder. He pushed her up against the wall, grinding his hips into hers. One hand reached into her shirt and latched onto her breast like a suction cup. His almost violent advance startled her, until she realized that he’d been toying with her all evening with no gratification for himself either.

  The obvious desire that he showed for her and the skill and passion in his kiss made it hard for her not to get swept away in the moment. Part of her felt like she should make him work harder for her responses, but most of her just wanted to surrender.

  From moment to moment she would respond to his kiss, push back against his groin with her own, arch her back to press her breast even more into his firm grip… and then she would recall herself and pull away, still the impulse and desperately try to get back control of her body. When he finally released her mouth her knees were weak and her lips felt swollen and bruised. He swept her up in his arms, walking quickly towards the bedroom as she gasped for breath. They were barely inside before he set her down and his mouth found hers again.

  The occasional responses that he received from her were thrilling for him, knowing that she wanted him but was fighting those feelings just made him all the more determined to win her. His tongue practically raped her mouth as he tore his clothes off with one hand, the other arm securely around her slender waist so that she couldn’t get away. Once his clothes were scattered on the floor and the thick cock that she was fast becoming familiar with was free of its confines, he pulled her shirt off as he moved her back and then pushed her onto his bed.

  With one quick movement her skirt was on the floor and he pounced on top of her, dragging her to the center of his bed, his domain. She automatically raised her hands, completely taken aback by his forcefulness even as she was excited by it. Ignoring her hands, his mouth latched onto her nipple, sucking at it ferociously and nibbling with his teeth. It had become pretty obvious just how sensitive her large breasts were and he wanted her wet and wanting when he finally entered her. He began moving his mouth over the large globe, sucking to leave hickeys – lots of them – marking her as his own.

  There was no way she’d be going on a date with anyone else with his love bites on her skin. Hickeys were left all over her breasts, her collarbone, and then he began moving on to her stomach, leaving his hands on her tits and rolling her nipples between his fingers as he sucked at her soft flesh.

  Allison was barely aware of the marks he was leaving, she was too caught up in his animalistic passion and the heavy attentions her breasts were receiving left her panting and whimpering. Each tug on her nipples sent urgent and needy signals straight to her pussy and clit.

  After leaving a trail of hickeys from the base of her neck, all over her breasts, and down to her stomach Todd began nibbling on her inner thighs. She spread her legs for him without even realizing what she was doing. His mouth dove into her pussy, devouring her juices, and one of his hands clutched at his wavy hair, pulling him closer into her. The sight of his head bobbing between her spread legs was just as wonderfully erotic as she’d imagined it would be.

  Licking, nibbling, sucking… he attached her pussy with the same focus that he had the rest of her body, all the while continuing to pinch and twist her nipples. Allison was completely out of control now, totally intent on reaching a much needed orgasm. She trembled on the brink as Todd’s face suddenly moved away from her swollen folds and was replaced with his cock.

  The thickness of his meat caused her pussy to stretch ridiculously wide and she let out a cry of surprise and discomfort as he slid home. Arching her hips up in pain, she actually helped his entry more than anything else. Tears sprang to her eyes, partially the sharp pain of being stretched so quickly and so wide, and partially for that last innocence that was now gone, and she hadn’t had time to prepare herself.

  Todd was totally lost in his own little haven of pleasure, kissing the skin on her neck and struggling not to suck it into his mouth and leave visible marks where they could be seen. Allison’s pussy hugged him; she was tighter than any woman he’d ever been with and he was fighting a losing battle to maintain his control. Most girls were pretty snug around his thick girth anyway, but Allison beat them all. It felt like his cock was being crushed in the warmest, wettest, most wonderful place he’d ever experienced. The many moments he took just holding his cock inside of her, re-establishing his control over himself, allowed her body to adjust to its new proportions.

  Then he began to move, slowly, sawing his cock in and out of her tight pussy. Her mouth opened in an O shape although no sound emerged yet. It hurt in the most delightful way, her sopping pussy was still hungrily needy and the pain almost added to the pleasure. Friction and heat built between her legs as the unaccustomed sensations rippled through her. Todd began moving faster and more roughly as he moaned in her ear about how tight and wet she was.

  She hadn’t realized it, but hearing Todd’s exclamations over her body, his enjoyment as he wallowed in her, turned her on even more.

  “Oh…” She could hear her voice, loud and echoing in the room even though she didn’t think she’d said it that loudly. “OH…. Ohhhh my…. Todd…!”

  He was pumping harder and faster into her, grinding his groin on her clit every time he buried himself completely in her sweet softness. The combination of the intense foreplay, the fullness of her pussy and the constant contact on her clit finally drove Allison over the edge.

  “OH! Oh God… TODD! OOOOOOooooOOOOHHH TODD!” She wailed, her sweet and impassioned voice filling the room as she climaxed, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her.

  The fact that she was calling out his name while creaming herself all over his cock, not to mention the incredible clenching and pulsing in her pussy as she climaxed, was making it very hard for Todd not to just blow his load immediately, but he persevered, wanting to draw out the pleasure for her for as long as possible. Pumping roughly in and out of her pussy he drove her higher an
d higher on the crest of orgasm. It was better and more intense than any other she’d ever given herself, and it seemed like it would go on forever.

  But finally Todd couldn’t handle her cries of pleasure and the way she writhed beneath him anymore and he thrust one last time. They rocked together as he emptied himself into her, moaning and shuddering in tandem on a roiling wave of pleasure that filled them up and gently lowered them back down to earth.

  They slowly relaxed and he murmured her name into her hair, enjoying the feel of finally being between her legs, her soft and silky body completely open to his. Her surrender had been so sweet. Todd didn’t move away from her until his dick was completely flaccid and had slipped from her on its own. Then he kissed her deeply, stroking his fingers through her hair as she kissed him back, her own fingers making slow circles on his muscled back.

  He didn’t ask her if she enjoyed it. They just lay there as her breathing slowed and he reluctantly rolled off to her side, letting his fingers drift over her body and tracing a route between the hickeys.

  They exchanged a few more long, lingering kisses before he let her get out of bed and get dressed. He walked her to her car, but neither of them seemed to know what to say after that intense interlude. He kissed her goodbye and opened her car door.

  Once inside the car she pulled on her panties to keep cum from leaking out all over the car seat, even though she’d cleaned herself off inside with a tissue there was still more. When she looked up again he was already heading back into his apartment building. On the drive home she stopped at a public trashcan, broke the DVD he’d given her into several pieces and threw them away.

  As soon as she got home she ran to the bathroom and lifted up her skirt in front of the full length mirror, watching cum slide out of her red, swollen pussy. Then, she masturbated furiously in front of the mirror sliding her fingers in and out of his cum, lifting them to her mouth every so often to taste their combined juices until she exploded in orgasm.

  But it still wasn’t as good as the one she’d had with him.

  Chapter 5

  Allison was sitting in the library Tuesday night, working on her paper about The Monk. Not surprisingly she was more and more entranced by the book, although at first she’d thought it was boring. Once the gothic tale had begun to ensnare its characters into deeper and deeper sins she’d found herself being caught up in the action of the book, despite the sometimes stilted language. It was fascinating and depraved and she found herself to be rather shocked that it was considered a classic.

  “My, my,” a familiar voice said behind her. A tremble went down her back. She squeezed her legs together instinctively. Of course she was wearing a skirt today. Since Friday she’d worn nothing but skirts. Knee-length or mid-thigh but always skirts. The weather had been beautiful, it made sense to. Of course she hadn’t been hoping that Todd would somehow find her on campus. “What are you working on there, Princess?”

  Denying the hopeful feeling that rose in her chest, Allison made her expression blank and calm as she turned her head to look at Todd. The unruly hair that framed his face was right next to hers as he leaned down to see what she was working on. Before she could answer he slid into the chair next to hers and moved it closed putting on hand on her thigh just where the hem of her skirt lay. Because he was facing her, no one would be able to see what his right hand was doing under the table. His left resting on the back of her chair, so that she was halfway encircled by his arms.

  She cleared her throat.

  “It’s an essay on Matthew Lewis’ The Monk. I’m arguing that Ambrosio’s lack of experience with actual moral issues and real life situations is what causes his eventual descent into depravity, because he has no firsthand experience to draw strength from once he makes the first step. His moral strength, which is so impressive to his congregation, is actually weak because he’s never been tested.”

  Todd raised his eyebrows, one finger making a little circle on the bare skin of her thigh. Keeping her expression bland was becoming more and more difficult as the soft touch moved from the top of down to the center of her inner thigh.

  “Interesting” he said, but the flavor of his voice told her that he found her body much more interesting than what she was writing about. The touch on her thigh became more firm and slid upwards, under her skirt.

  “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice dropped to a whisper.

  “Testing your depravity,” he whispered back. Allison bit her lip as he found her pussy lips, pushing the crotch of her panties to the side. Automatically her legs spread and she found herself sinking down in the chair giving him more access. What was she doing? She almost sat right back up again but then his finger penetrated her, sinking into her moist sheath and his thumb rubbed over her clit. It was all she could do not to moan loudly enough to disturb the entire library.

  Todd’s gaze was steady on her face. She snuck little glances at him, cheeks flushed with heat, feeling much too embarrassed to look him in the eye. He was fingering her in the library! And she was letting him… a second finger pushed in beside the first and a whimper escaped from her throat.

  “How deeply do you want to descend into depravity?” Todd asked. His voice held heat and seduction, the hot breath moved across the skin of her neck and her collarbone as he leaned in close to her ear. To a casual observer it would look like he was murmuring sweet nothings to her, or perhaps sharing a secret. Pressure grazed over her clit and Allison quivered, her hands gripping the table in front of her to keep from moving too much.

  “You told me one of your fantasies. You wanted to be free to do what you really want. I’m going to make that happen for you.” The low, steady tone of his voice was almost hypnotic. Reality started to feel fuzzy around the edges as he moved his fingers back and forth inside of her slowly increasing the friction against her clit. Allison’s insides clenched around him, the fear of getting caught increasing her arousal.

  “Had you ever thought about anal sex before?” Allison shook her head and he chuckled. “Well you seemed to enjoy it.” She closed her eyes, not wanting to see the triumph in his face. Yes, she had enjoyed it but that didn’t make it okay. It was dirty and wrong. She squirmed a little as she felt a finger brush against her asshole. The two inside of her curved up into her body and pressed against her g-spot. The jerk of her body allowed Todd to get his arm around her waist and pull her closer to him, holding her in place as he finger fucked her. “Spread your legs more for me, Princess.”

  Hearing him call her by the mocking nickname should have infuriated her, as it usually did, but instead it just turned her on more. Beneath her shirt her hard nipples rubbed against the lacy material of her bra, aching for attention as she leaned back against his strong arm. The slow movements inside of her aroused the desires that Todd had awakened within her.

  “Have you thought about being with more than one man?”

  Allison moaned again, unwilling to shake her head yes or no. What if the waiter on their first date had joined in instead of just looked at her bare breasts? Thinking about it made her pussy clench again as he circled her insides.

  “Does the idea of getting caught get you off, Princess?” Her eyes popped open and the immediate shaking of her head had him catching her shoulder with his free hand, easing her back. “Too scared of Daddy. Relax, Princess, none of this is going to get back to him as long as you’re a good girl and do as you’re told.”

  She shivered as he added a third finger, his thumb rocking against her clit as her eyelids fluttered downwards again. The tone of his voice had sent her back into that almost dream-like state, the pleasure building in her body and she knew she was going to cum soon.

  “How about being watched?”

  Allison moaned which had become her way of saying yes. She’d enjoyed having the waiter looking at her, she couldn’t deny it. And she’d always enjoyed the lust in men’s eyes when they’d looked at what they couldn’t have.

  “What about being with a woman?
Have you ever thought about that?”

  Once or twice. When she was drunk. She and Chrissy had kissed and rubbed against each other, especially when there were guys around to watch. The idea that Todd might push her farther than that… her grip on the desk tightened and she shuddered against the firm hold of his arm as she came, her mind flashing with images provoked by the questions he’d asked, imagining herself engaging in forbidden activities.

  The sound of Todd’s chuckling brought her back to earth. “Well I guess we have the answer to that.” Allison sighed as he pulled his fingers from her and put them in front of her lips. “Suck sweetheart.”

  Obediently she licked him clean of juices, squirming a little with her own brazenness. Her hands pushed at her skirt, settling it back into place over her lap. When he pulled his fingers from her she made a face at him. Todd just smiled.

  “I’ll send you an email tomorrow. See you on Friday.”

  Unsurprisingly, Allison couldn’t concentrate at all after he left.

  ******

  Hello Princess,

  I’ve decided that Friday night is our night together. For the next five Fridays you’re mine beautiful. Meet me at my work at 4pm. My office building is 555 Trump Street, Suite 380. I’ll be the only one there. I’m in the back office on the right and I’ll be expecting you. Don’t drive.

  I think I’d like to see you in a sundress. Keep it low cut and short. No underwear. Put your hair in pigtails. I’ll be waiting.

  Your Knight in Shining Armor.

  *******

  “So how are your classes, sweetheart?” Daddy asked over Thursday dinner.

  “Good,” she said, smiling at him brightly. “I’m writing a paper for my junior English class right now and reading The Taming of the Shrew for my Shakespeare class.” She hesitated. “Actually, there’s a study group that’s going to start meeting on Friday evenings to discuss Shakespeare’s plays and language. If it’s okay with you and Mom I’ll be joining them.”