Defiled Seduce Night

by Marie Cisneros

  But now it was September, and after much planning and thought they had arranged for Angel to come across the many miles and putting the real world aside they would be together, in life, for a week in the fantasy world of Las Vegas.

  Angel had told her family she was going to visit her good friend, Barbara in Arizona and that together the two of them would see the Grand Canyon and then Las Vegas. As her plane landed she was torn, between her feelings of love for Master and almost a dread of the uncertainty. But now the ground was there, and the plane was rolling up to the jet way, the doors opening and Master awaited.

  Angel stood and began to gather her things, then taking a deep breath began down the aisle and out to the terminal. The stewardess smiled and thanked her for flying with them as she walked into the terminal; it was a swirling mass of humanity, noise and confusion all around her. At the top of the ramp Angel stopped and began to look around, she sensed more than saw someone looking at her, holding a sign “ANGEL”.

  As she turned and began to walk towards him Angel recognized that it was Master waiting for her. He was as his photos and letters had described and more, he was real and waiting for her… Her heart was pounding, she began to walk towards him when she saw his face light up, his smile was directed at her and she felt the love from him radiating to her like a sun, warming her. She felt his eyes as though they were twin lasers, reaching into her soul, reading her thoughts, her doubts then erasing them and drawing her to him.

  Angel approached and when she was close Master smiled and in his soft yet firm voice said, “Welcome my love” and hugged her close. Angel forgot all the doubts, fears and thoughts, she knew that this was her destiny, where she belonged, protected and knew the love he felt for her. The people bustled and banged around them as they stood locked together, his arms around her, holding and loving her. Master pulled back, smiled and said simply “Come my love”. Master led her to the baggage claim area, they got her suitcase and then he led her out, into the adventure that her life was about to become.

  When they got to the parking lot Master led Angel to a large truck parked there, it was dark blue and the windows were dark tinted, you couldn’t see inside of it. After putting the luggage in the back, Master opened the rear side door and said “Get in love, you and I have something to take care of before we go anywhere else or do anything else”.

  Angel steps into the truck, it is dark and cool, Master gets in the other side. Before she can react he pulls her to him, kissing her lips, forcing her mouth open with his tongue. His touch is like electricity, going from her mouth to her hard nipples to her already soaking wet pussy and swollen clit. His touch has set her afire in an instant.

  She can feel his need and knows that he will have her here and now, hard and fast. He pulls her shirt up and pulls her bra up over her breasts, needing to feel, see and taste her nipples; to sample their hardness and feel her breath against his neck as he suckles and bites them. He presses against her and she feels her legs spread at his touch. He runs his hand down between her legs and presses hard against her, her heat transferring through the cloth, her pussy hot, wet, her need apparent.

  He quickly unbuttons and unzips her jeans, his fingers must be in her; stroking, rubbing her pussy and clit. She lifts her hips, sliding her jeans off as he begins to finger her, using one then two fingers as he feels her open to him. He pushes her hand down to his hard cock; she feels his hardness through his pants, pulsing with need for her.

  Fingering her harder and deeper, kissing and sucking her nipples, she opens his fly and lets his cock out. Her hands full with his hardness, knowing that he has dreamed and wanted to be with you more than anything else in life. He pulls you over on top of him and his cock slides into her waiting pussy like a hand into a glove, fitting together so well, so perfectly. He loves being inside of her, and has wanted her for so long.

  He immediately begins to thrust and stroke inside of her, his cock filling her, her pussy gripping and sliding up and down his cock as she rides him. He feels her begin to cum almost immediately, gushing over him, and he is so close as well, the time spent waiting to be with her, the joy at finally being with her. He holds her close as he begins to spurt, filling her with his hot cum as he climaxes deep inside of her, looking deep into your eyes, loving her, needing her…. Holding her close, he can’t believe how good she feels, how right they are together.

  They dress and Master helps her into the front seat, and then drives her away from the airport and into their adventure together. They chat about nothing as he drives, just enjoying being together and letting the tension that had built dissolve. Through the windows you see the commotion the savage frenzy that is Las Vegas, the town is wild, people everywhere, overflowing the sidewalks, spilling out of the casinos, crowds everywhere you look.

  She feels the truck slow and then notices that they are turning into the driveway of the large casino she had been looking at. The truck pulls to a stop at the valet station, Master has a bellboy take the bags. Master then has her step from the truck and she sees the grand entrance awaiting them. The doors are golden, the crowds are milling around, master takes her hand to lead her inside.

  The cool darkness is welcome after the desert heat; she stands gazing around at the splendor that surrounds her. The entryway is tile, as far as she can see the grand casino floor is alive with light, sound and people. The slot machines whirl and clank, lights flashing, bells ringing, the cocktail waitresses in skimpy g-string outfits wander around, the people seem mesmerized by all the noise and wonder. Master has been waiting and seeing she has absorbed the scene again pulls her hand and leads her through the throngs of people to the elevators that will take them to their suite.

  The guards recognize Master, and nod to him in deference, stopping the people following them and allowing them privacy on the elevator. Master smiles at her and she realizes that she has been trembling. The doors open on the 28 floor and Master leads you down the hall to your room. The bellman has opened the door and curtains and has set the bags in the master bedroom, Master tips him and with a knowing wink he leaves, closing the doors behind him. The city is at her feet, wonderful and flowing. Master clears his throat behind her, and says, “You may bathe and refresh yourself, be ready in 30 minutes”. Then leaves the room, closing the doors behind him.

  The End.

  She Came At Night

  The cabin is on top of a hill, miles from everything. The sun, which has burned down all day, is gone, and has been replaced by a full moon. A moon, so bright and intense, that it seems to be giving off a heat of it's own. Moonlight floods into my room through the skylight and open window, where the sheer white curtains flutter, as a tepid breeze flows in. The walls are illuminated to such a degree that I can clearly make out the design created by the grain in the wood paneling which surrounds me.

  No blanket, no sheet, no clothing… nothing to block the faint breath of air from my bare, naked body, as I lay motionless on the bed… desperately trying to will myself to sleep… desperately trying to will myself not to sweat in the warm, humid closeness… But, I fail… As I lay on my back, with my head flat against the mattress, the first sensation begins to tickle… to trickle… at the hairline of my brow, the first drop of perspiration starts to condense, and grow… into a heavy bead which begins to run down through my hair, and across the top of my skull…… Well… at least I now have something other than the heat to focus my attention on……… But, what is that?…

  A muffled sound flies in the window… A sound much more provocative than the crickets and cicadas that chirp outside in the trees… Not the sound of Nature, but the sound of an automobile… moving up the hill toward my cabin… making almost no noise as it travels along the dirt road covered in pine needles…

  Now, I hear something familiar… a distinctive squeak… a tell-tale sign that leads me to know… She is coming… in her old Jeep with the bad front-left shock that cries every time it hits a pothole… And, as She arrives�
� the passenger side headlight, the only one that works, shines in the window making strange shadows dance across the room… and cause my imagination to begin running wild……………….. She is coming…

  I continue to lay still, but my attempt to control my sweat glands is fruitless… Beads have broken out all over me and are commingling to cover my entire body… dripping down to the sheet beneath… soaking it… Yet,… allowing the air circulating around my body to have a cooling effect…

  Her Jeep pulls up in front… the ignition is turned of… the light goes out… her door opens and then slams shut…

  All is quiet, once again… I listen… Nothing… Nothing… and then I hear the front door open… There is a 'click', and the light to the front room turns on… it shines under my bedroom door… and so, I turn my head to watch… to see… how this is all going to play out… Because this is not my plan… but, hers…

  My bedroom door is in deep shadow… I hear the doorknob turn… the door swings open, flooding the bedroom with light… it takes a moment for my eyes to adjust…

  Standing in the doorway, backlit and silhouetted, is a figure I've memorized over the last twenty years… Her arms extended upward… her hands pressing against the jamb… her feet spaced slightly apart… The luscious line of her body moves down from her shoulders, curving inward dramatically at the waist, and then sensuously back out and rounding the hips… And there, between her legs… the cute little pucker of her full, pouty lips… My God, she takes my breath away.

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  I guess I've always loved her, but she became my sexual obsession the summer I turned nineteen. Still inexperienced with women, I spent most of my time trying to show them I knew what I was doing, instead of enjoying all the possibilities of my own sexuality. She taught me to forget about those unavoidable embarrassments in life… just open up and let good things occur.

  A couple of weeks before my first semester of college began, I was sitting around the house doing nothing. My parents were on a Bahamas cruise, so I had the whole place to myself. I sat on the couch in the family room watching STAR WARS 3. You know, the one where Princess Leia is Jobba the Hut's prisoner, and she's running around in that little slave outfit… God, she was looking hot.

  Anyway… there I was sitting on the couch… fantasizing about Princess Leia… my pants down around my ankles… a raging hard-on in my hand… when I heard someone clear their throat… "AHEM"… Almost breaking my neck, I whipped my head around to find her staring at my crotch. She had that cute little smirk on her face… That smirk that means, 'NaNa, NaNaNa… I gotcha!'

  "Well, Dicky Boy, looks like I caught you between a rock and a hard spot. We might say I caught you holding the bag… or, should I say, your scrotum… But at this moment, I could probably say I shot JFK and you would promise to keep my secret until you die… and I'd be able to count on it."

  Leaning with her elbows on the back of the couch, she took her stare from me to the television screen, "Still got the hots for Princess Leia, huh? Yeah, well… can't blame you. I would love to slide my tongue down between her legs too."

  I didn't know what to do. Here I was, trapped. What could I say to explain this situation?… "My zipper got stuck and I was trying to repair it"… "There was an earthquake and my pants fell down."… There was nothing I could say… a fact is a fact… So, with my erection withering down to a limp lump of flesh, I asked a stupid question… "What are you doing here?"

  Without taking her gaze from Princess Leia, she said, "I just felt like coming home for the weekend, hang out for a while and do a bit of shopping… You'll be in college soon… Sometimes you need a safe haven to recharge your batteries… Anyway, I heard you were without parental supervision and thought I should look in on you… and now that I have, I realize you definitely need some help".

  Her gaze returned to me… sitting on the couch… with a limp dick in my hand… "So, tell me, what were you going to do with that?… Princess Leia isn't going to come and ask you to 'Do what you will'… But, baby boy, perhaps all is not lost".

  She walked around from the back of the couch in her T-shirt and short denim skirt… to stand in front of me… blocking my view of the TV… removing my view of Leia, and replacing it with herself… Showing, and proving to me the difference between FANTASY and REALITY.

  "So, Dicky, what happened to that lovely erection you were playing with when I came in? What you're holding now isn't going to do anybody any good, and I was hoping I might use it myself. Perhaps a little inspiration will re-inflate your balloon."

  With that, she took her hands around behind her back, unzipped her short skirt, and let it fall to the floor. Standing there in her powder blue satin panties, she said, "Aw, come on, don't look so startled, you've seen me in swimsuit's a hundred times, and this is no more revealing. But, would you like to see something you haven't seen before? Look at my tits. You see how my nipples are trying to poke through my t-shirt? I think they want to see you… Would you like to see them?"

  I couldn't say anything, I could only stare in shocked disbelief. "What's wrong Dicky, tiger got your tongue?", then, with a wicked little smile, she grasped the bottom of her shirt with her expertly painted fingernails and began to raise it slowly upward… above her flat belly and midriff… until the shirt covered her face, and her expression of glee over my apparent state of discomfort, yet, awe… until her exposed breasts came into view… My God!… they were perfect… not too large and not too small… round and firm… her nipples pointing out and up as if to say, 'look at me… suck me!'

  She pulled the shirt over her head and threw it to the floor. As she shook her head to make her sandy hair fall back into place, her beautiful breasts swayed with the movement. "Dicky, I'd like to introduce you to 'The Girls'… Are you happy to make their acquaintance?"… She glanced down at my lap and said, "Well, it appears you're very happy to meet them."

  Reluctantly taking my eyes from 'The Girls', and looking down, I realized my raging hard-on had returned with a vengeance. It was still in my hand… the purple head and bulging veins… I remember thinking, 'what a silly looking thing'… "Come on Dicky, don't be ashamed. I think it's a very handsome erection. Any woman should be ecstatic to have it in her".

  "OK, I've got one more little treasure to show you"… She looped her thumbs in the top of her panties and pulled them down below her knees, let them drop, then kicked them to the side… With a playful giggle, she stepped up on the couch and stood with her feet on either side of me… I could see her… smell her… almost taste her.

  Placing her right hand between her legs, she began to rub her tender, pink folds… her body swaying gently from side to side… her left hand behind her, caressing her sexy ass… wearing nothing but a dreamy expression of contentment… …I watched as she masturbated just inches from my face… I listened to the moist, sticky sounds she made as her first and second fingers disappeared into that warm honey pot… I smelled the pungent odors of a woman in love with sex…

  "Oh Dicky… I'm afraid I may be just a bit horny… Can you see how badly I need to fuck?"… Looking down directly into my eyes she said, "Dicky, I want to fuck you right now!", then she squatted down over me, taking my hard cock in her cunt juice covered hand …

  "But, Beth", I blurted out, "Wouldn't that be wrong?"

  A sudden trace of irritation washed across her face, but then vanished as she sarcastically stated, "Well, I think we would need to consult with the world's greatest philosophers and theologians to answer that question. But they're not here. But, if they were, and you didn't want to fuck me, I'd fuck one of them… Now, here's the situation: I've got the itch and you've got the boner, so just sit back and I'll make you a Moaner".

  I couldn't help but laugh. The sly gleam in her eyes was irresistible, and I said, "You are quite the poetess", to which she lewdly replied, "Yeah… Now you poetess this!"

  Then she took my di
ck and rubbed it back and forth several times across the slit of her pussy to lubricate the head with her sopping fleshiness… and, positioning it at the entrance to her vaginal canal… she stared into my face to watch my reaction as she slowly lowered herself onto me… impaling herself on me… pushing me into her as far as my cock could go…

  OOOOHHHH MYYY GOOOOD… The sensation was sooo divine… It was like my penis had been engulfed in velvet… I felt like a submarine commander submerging his vessel into an ocean of warm strawberry pudding… It was like I had been plugged into a high voltage transformer… the electricity ran through my male connection… jangling my nerves as it passed up the spinal cord to my brain… leaving me with only one thought… "Fuck me Beth… Oh, please fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" She smiled so sweetly… Angelically… Like the Goddess of Sex that she is… then leaned forward to whisper in my ear, "Don't worry about a thing, baby, because I'm on the pill… Fill me up… Shoot your cum in me until I can't hold any more".