Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  On my next serve you hit the ball so it bounces about 2 inches off the front wall. You take the next point. 6-4. I then get on a little roll and get the next five points ending the game. You walk up to me kiss me on the lips and say OK take your prize. I pull your shirt over your head and kiss your neck and exposed shoulders, down towards your chest. As I start to reach up towards your bra, you push me away and say that's the next game. You suggest your bra for my tee shirt. I say lets go.

  The next game is much closer. The lead is going back and forth and I'm having a little trouble concentrating on the game. You look so good in your shorts and bra. At 10-10 I realize that if I win the next point I get to see your naked breasts. While we have just spent the past two days being naked 90% of the time I am still excited by the prospect and bear down and win the final point.

  I walk over to you and wipe the sweat off your forehead. You say, 'you win again.' 'Now I get to see my Two prizes', I reply! I remove your bra and replace your cups with my hands over your breasts - massaging them. I get erect and have to adjust myself so my prick doesn't break in half. You wrap your arms around me and we hold each other for a while, with our tongues in each other's mouths.

  When we come up for air, you ask for the next bet. I'm surprised that you want to play another but your really getting into it. I say OK this time it's your shorts for my tee shirt. You agree and start the next game with two points in a row. I get the serve back but don't score a point. You line up for the next serve, and I'm watching your breasts hang down and sway back and forth, your nipple is hard, and the next thing I know is that you've got two more points and lead 4-0. I think OK I've got to get my mind back on the game.

  I get the serve back and score three points, but then you make a couple of great shots, you talk about getting lucky but I know it's more than that. It's now 7-3. You turn and smile at me and shake your boobies a little and are able to get the next 4 points. You won. I complain, a little, that you distracted me. Well you certainly did but you also played great. You pull off my tee shirt and rub your hands over my chest and then tweak my nipple. You then say shorts for shorts? I agree and we keep going.

  I realize that I have to concentrate if I want to win. But with your breasts exposed and swaying as you run around the court I'm having a HARD time. The game goes back and forth and I finally put together a run and win 11-8. This time you walk over to me and I kneel down in front of you. I pull your shorts down over your bum and down in front and you are wearing the softest, silkiest, white panties I have ever seen or felt.

  I start to rub my face on the front and you grab my head and hold it tight to you. My hands are massaging your butt and as I slide them under your panties, you pull away and say OK let's go shorts for panties. I'm getting tired but your still rearing to go.

  We start again and I know that if I win this game it's over and we can go back to the house. Since you'll already be naked we'll find something interesting to do. I take the first 5 points and think I'm on my way. On the next point – your on the right side of the court and hit it down the right side. I go charging over and run right into you. I have to grab onto you to keep from knocking you over.

  Our sweaty bodies collide and I feel your damp breasts on my chest. I hold on to you and ask if your OK. You are, and you rub your chest against mine and say 'I'm fine' but hold on for another minute. It's incredible how good our sweaty bodies feel together. By the time we separate I have an erection. We play the point over and you win it, as I'm not able to run like I should. You give me a little smirk and then take the next seven points in a row.

  I finally get a point and then we go back and forth each taking a point until it's 10-9. It's your serve and you look back at me and smile. You put the serve right down the line and win the game. You tell me to come over. You slide my shorts down to my ankles, taking care to avoid my erect penis. You reach up grab my dick and give it a playful squeeze. Now it's obviously the last game - undies for undies. You kiss me and say 'lets finish this'.

  You start well taking the first two points. I then come back and get the next four. You seem to be having as much trouble concentrating as I am. I bend over to make the next serve and my erection falls out of my boxers. You make a nice return but I had no chance as I was fumbling with my penis trying to get it back inside my shorts.

  Your laughing as you and 'my point' and serve. You get the next three points and lead 6-4. I finally get a point but lose the next one. You now lead 7-5. After you win the next point and lead 8-5 I bear down. During the next volley I get the ball in the center of the court and hit it hard, trying to get it by you. Unfortunately it hits you squarely on your left butt cheek.

  You grab your butt. It obviously stings. I come over and ask if your OK. You smile a little and say you'll be fine. I rub it a little and you moan and say it feels better already. I pull your panties down a little and can see a big red circle where it hit you. I rub directly on the spot, and you say 'kiss my ass' - so I bend over and lovingly kiss it. I'm ready to call it quits but you say no way.

  So we continue. I get the next three points and the game is tied. We smile at each other knowing that it's almost over and we are both now HOT and tired. I get two more points in a row and lead 10-8. You get the next point before I FINALLY get the last point and win the last game and your panties. I walk over to you and tell you that I've never played a more enjoyable match. And that's the truth!!!

  'Now pay up'! I put my hands on the waist of your panties and slowly pull them down. I bring then to my face and inhale deeply. Wow your hot, sweaty, scent is intoxicating. (You may never get those panties back again) I put my hand between your legs and stroke up and down your lips. You are obviously wet and not just sweaty from the workout.

  I insert two fingers into your vagina and they just slide right in. I lean you against the wall and press my body against yours. Ohhhhhhh I love the feel of your skin against mine. I have my lips kissing yours and our tongues are being sucked into each other's mouths. I take my fingers from your pussy and bring them to my lips. I lick them dry. You taste wonderful.

  I bend down and slide my penis across your opening. Gently I slide in until I am fully embedded in you. I lift you up and you wrap your legs around me. Using the wall for support you begin to bounce up and down on my penis. I'm holding you up with my hands on your ass – squeezing and massaging as I keep bouncing you up and down on my rock hard dick.

  I don't know if its all the sexual tension from the long workout, the different surroundings, or the new position, but neither of us last long and we both CUM with loud explosive orgasms within a minute of each other and then collapse on the floor. As we lay on the hard wood floor, you ask who won, and I say I think we both did! It was an incredible morning.

  The Star

  Several women approached the elegant and sophisticated looking man walking the desolate and troubled back streets of Hollywood.

  “Looking for a time you’ll never be able to forgot honey?” asked one.

  “Forget about that beast. If you want the real thing, you’ll follow me back to my place, it’s just around the corner.” Said another.

  “Yeah, it’s in the gutter. Probably where you found that dress.” Accused the other.

  “Stupid bitch!” replied the second woman, taking a swing at the first tramp.

  The man continued on his way, ignoring the fighting whores he had just passed. He wore his long black trench coat, covering him from the light drizzle. He liked the look of black, so everything he wore was made in that absence of color.

  His dark hair hung below his shoulders, which were fairly broad, and his callused hands brushed back the hair from his face. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes, but the faint stare of his red pupils could be seen from the sides.

  Being well known in the upper hills of Hollywood, Reilly O’Connor, the movie star, came down to this place, able to easily slip along these streets undisturbed in his disguise. He wanted to be like everyone else in t
his forsaken town, he wanted to be left alone. Unfortunately for him, he loved the life he was living, and to do that, he needed the cash that came along with the fame.

  The fast cars, and the fast women, both of them being his biggest thrills. Discovered by a sleazy producer a few years back, Reilly had soon found fame when his producer mysteriously disappeared, but the film production went on. When the movie was released, surrounded by the news of the producer’s disappearance, it was a huge success. And fame was born.

  The major studios all wanted him, but he signed with no one, wishing to be available for the best possible script. Several times he found himself working on different movie sets at the same time. When two or three of the movies were released at the same time and he stared in all of them, the fans had their share of their movie idol.

  He walked down the long stretch of the avenue, straight toward the back alley, past the Hotel Regent. He seemed to know where he wanted to go. This street was considered to be the red light district, as any hooker lined streets in the big cities. This one was no different.

  Carefully entering the alley, he could see and smell her, the one he had waited for, the one who would please him tonight.

  She was a beauty in a white lacy dress. Her brown, shoulder length hair cascaded around her pretty little face. A high priced lady of the night she was, as everything about her seemed very high class. Her petite figure filled the dress perfectly and on her feet she wore white high-heeled shoes.

  She was talking with another man, obviously another john. He was arguing about money, yet she stood firm on the price. Her small hand was reaching behind her back to the hidden dagger hilt as the man’s voice grew louder.

  “I wouldn’t argue with the little lady if I was you Bubba!” Reilly said, approaching the tow of them.

  The stranger who entered the alley behind them startled both the man and the woman. As they turned to face him, Reilly immediately melted as the woman looked at him with her big brown eyes. He momentarily froze, admiring her small perky breasts, desperately trying to free themselves for her restraining outfit. She was roughly five feet and no more than one hundred pounds.

  “Well it looks like I have a return customer.” She said in a soft, yet husky voice.

  “Yes my love, I have returned to take you away from all this madness around us. Let me embrace you the same way I did the last time we saw each other.” He replied gently.

  Pushing her john aside, they both approached each other. They moved slowly at first, then picked up the pace, and suddenly they were running to one another. They stood motionless for several minutes, gripped by each other’s embrace. The john noticed the hilt of the dagger as Reilly reached for it. The john quickly turned around and ran for the safety of the street beyond the alley. He didn’t make it, falling on the ground just feet away from the alley entrance, the dagger firmly planted in the back of his head.

  They soon found themselves in the honeymoon suite of the Hotel Regent. He lay her back on the bed where he proceeded to lavish her with warm kisses to the back of her neck. His hands roamed her firm body and found her small chest. He softly rolled her pert nipples through the thin fabric, bringing out a sigh from the young girl’s lips.

  Her fingers traced a line from his strong, chiseled chin to his groin, which had now grown hard from the heat of their encounter. She quickly and nimbly twitched her fingers and his engorged penis was exposed for her to see. She got up for her place on the bed, knelt before her lover, and took his cock into her mouth.

  She focused all her attention to satisfying her man, but could not resist asking him the nagging question she had always wondered about since he had left her years ago.

  “Oh Reilly, I have been waiting for you for so long. Why did you leave? Where did you go? I searched for you the next morning, but no one even saw you leave. Please tell me you will never leave without me again.”

  “Mirissa, I have had a lot of business to take care of. If it wasn’t for me, my employees would have probably died of starvation.” He thought carefully to not divulge too much information and continued. “You know how business can be demanding at times. I promise though to never leave you.” He finished between moans.

  Mirissa did understand the situation her lover was in, and decided to return to her oral satisfaction. Reilly stood above her and let her continue with her experienced tongue. Feeling the usual sensation in his balls, he told her to stand and undress for him.

  She obeyed him like a lost little puppy and stood in front of him as she peeled away the tight fitting dress. He could almost hear the sigh of relief from her chest, as the material slowly revealed her breasts to the night air.

  Turning her back to him, Mirissa bent over to remove the frilly lace dress from around her ankles. She quickly discarded the lace panties she wore and turned to face her lover again.

  “I see you still shave your pubic hair.” He said smiling.

  “I haven’t let it grow back since you shaved me the very first time we were together. I loved the feel of that cold blade of your dagger when you ran it across my sensitive skin.”

  “Enough talk. Come over here so I can ravish that neat little bare pussy of yours.”

  She approached the bed as Reilly stripped off the rest of his clothes. He pushed her down on the bed, which made her squeal with delight. He reached for the two sets of handcuffs, which were lying by the night table beside the bad. Grabbing her left arm, he cuffed it to the bedpost. He proceeded to do the same with her right arm with the second set. In doing so, he had to make her let go of the hold she had on his cock.

  Taking the belt from his trench coat, he retrieved her dagger, which he had carefully cleaned, and cut the belt in two. He securely ties her ankles to the lower bedposts. She lay in front of him, completely helpless, spread for his pleasure.

  He stood up.

  “I’ll be right back.”

  “Where are you going Reilly?” she asked hesitantly.

  “To get some company.” He grinned to her.

  Mirissa squealed once more at the thought of another person joining them. She waited impatiently on the bed, her naked body unable to move. About ten minutes later, she heard the door open and close.

  A statuesque blonde appeared in the door to the bedroom. She paused and looked at Mirissa spread eagle on the bed. She wore a blue teddy, and black silk nylons. Her deep blue eyes bore down on the little woman. Her eyes glinted as she soon realized what was about to take place.

  “Mirissa, this is Kilene. Kilene, this is Mirissa.” Reilly introduced them as he entered behind the blonde bombshell.

  Kilene immediately ran over to the bed and straddle Mirissa’s face as her juices started flowing. Mirissa’s tongue snaked up into Kilene’s wet pussy. Mirissa licked her new friend, running her tongue along her parted lips and finding her hard clit. They remained this way for some time, Kilene riding the talented tongue beneath her.

  Reilly moved over to the bed and removed Mirissa’s bindings and lay down beside the two women. Kilene moved off of her lover’s face and pressed closely into Reilly. She slowly slid down as Mirissa held Reilly’s cock ready for Kilene. Mirissa spread the girl’s legs as Reilly entered her.

  Mirissa’s tongue slithered out of her open mouth and clamped around Kilene’s heavy breasts, sucking and licking her hard nipples as Kilene bounced happily on Reilly’s hard cock.

  “Time for the main attraction ladies. Kilene, lay on top of Mirissa, I want fuck the both of you.” Reilly said standing from the bed.

  Reilly mounted the two girls and as he did so, Mirissa and Kilene both yelled for him to go deeper each time he put his cock inside them. He replied by slamming his body into them, and they were both very responsive.

  “Let me turn over!” exclaimed Kilene.

  She rolled over, so she could now face Mirissa. As soon as she did this, the girls started exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues. Reilly resumed his position between the girl
s’ legs and they were begging him no to stop. Having their breasts pressed together and Reilly's cock between their legs made the experience intense.

  The room began spinning and they were all satisfied at the same time, with Reilly shooting his cum over the two women. Kilene quickly licked Mirissa’s chest cleaned and offered her tongue to Mirissa’s open mouth. She gladly sucked on it, tasting the saltiness of it and they locked in a heady kiss.

  “I’m really sorry Kilene, but this must done,” Reilly said as he stood from the bed and wiped the juices from his chin.

  He grabbed her arm and spun her right off the bed. Holding her close, he kissed her cheek, then bit deeply into her neck, drawing blood. He slurped vigorously as Mirissa watched, frozen in fear. Recovering quickly, she realized what was happening and opened her mouth to scream, but was stopped from doing so as Reilly swiftly plunged into her jugular and prevented any sound to emanate from her lovely lips.

  Reilly let the corpses fall to the ground with a sickening thud. His appearance suddenly changed, and a black crow swooped in from the open window and hovered above the two bodies on the floor. Reilly’s new form, a grayish bat, flew up to the windowsill, and perched itself as the crow settled down beside it. The bat’s wings extended and it flew out the window into the chilly air outside.