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Young Lust {Crimson and Azuriyuu} (Continued)

Watching you with barely contained amusement I look over my shoulder to see Kowe give a slow blink, Delilah almost beginning to frown, the both of them looking at me. â??Donâ??t worry,â? I purr with a grin, â??Iâ??ll take over Visionâ??s room. Since Bartielâ??s is all clean now, I need something else to tidy.â? With a giggle I follow you down the hall. â??Be back soon, I wanna rescuse some things before he passes out.

Seeing Loweâ??s familiar frown I remind myself sternly that I canâ??t be gone too long, but knowing Delilah sheâ??d manage to keep Lowe busy, at least for a little while, as long as we didnâ??t make too much noise. I got a good bit of fun in before you left, but I wasnâ??t told when you were getting back. Bartiel Onyx, youâ??re in trouble.

Humming softly and following after you in my usual bouncy manner, visions of things I could do to you dance behind my eyes. Giving time restraints and noise restraints, a few of my favorites were ruled out immediately, but that still left me with plenty to work with, though I did know one thing for certain: I was going to be on top. After all, youâ??d just gotten back from a long flight, you were obviously jetlagged and completely exhausted, so Iâ??d be more than happy to let you lie back while I did the work. At least I was getting my oral fetish sated.

Pausing outside the door with one small hand on the doorknob, I grinned, humming softly before turning the knob. It was slightly sad that at 14 I was the one pushing my boyfriend for sex, but what made it worse was that my 17 year old, 6 foot 4 inch boyfriend actually never seemed to fight me all that hard when it came to my insatiable need for him. Oh well, boys will be boys, and you never really know what theyâ??re thinking. Theyâ??re just silly that way.
 
Downstairs, Papa watched Jasmine go. “Is it really okay to let them both be in Bartiel's room...?” Mom shrugged “Afraid of him taking advantage of Jasmine?” she asked dryly, to which Lowe shook his head. “Just the opposite.”

Laying down in my bed face up, I let out a very soft groan. Man, I knew that once you calmed down from the initial rush of seeing me, she'd be pissed. You downright ordered me to let you know the minute I came back into town, but since I was hoping to make it a suprise to avoid dealing with people trying to convince me to stay in Japan. Still... I couldn't deny that I'd been looking forward to seeing you once I got back, I thought to myself with a somewhat dark smile.

I was hoping that I would have time to rest, but I had a contingency plan. Reaching into one of my bags, I pulled out a rather...well, let's call it an energy drink. A Japanese energy drink. Those crazy asians and their nightmarishly powerful energy drinks. Still, as I heard you enter the room, I chugged the drink, closing my eyes. My face screwed up into an expression of bitterness. “Nnn...Ngh,” I let out a groan which does not sound pleasured at all. “Nasty shit...” I mumbled, shaking my head with a sigh, looking at Jasmine with a soft smile.

“So how much trouble am I in for not announcing my arrival, Leanan?” I asked, chuckling softly. I knew the answer was 'A lot', but I didn't know exactly how much.
 
Closing the door with a soft, but firm â??clickâ?? I glanced about the room before finally letting my eyes settle on you. Immediately my hands moved to my hips and my eyes narrowed, the warm feeling of having you back beginning to fade with the knowledge that youâ??d purposely come back home without telling me. Not even bothering to stop a smile as your question, my head tilted slightly to the side as I reached back with one hand and locked the door.

â??Trouble? What makes you think youâ??re in trouble, hun?â? Voice sweet and purring I just smile at you, head tilted to the side as if I couldnâ??t possibly imagine what you spoke of. Walking further into the room and kicking off my sandles by the dresser I just smile at you. â??You are in trouble, though. You came back without telling anyone, not even me. That makes me sad, I hope you know.â? Purring and stopping a few feet away from you I look up at you, smiling sweetly, still, as my hands slide around to my back. Fingers twining I rock back and forth on the balls of my feet for a moment.

â??But I will forgive you if you give me a proper greeting. After all, you havenâ??t seen me for a few weeks. I promise to keep myself mostly in check until youâ??ve actually had some rest.â? Grinning cutely and purring like a kitten I wriggled slightly, still rocking back and forth slightly. â??Itâ??d be a shame to waist that energy drink, wouldnâ??t it? Now sit.â?

With that I finally let go of my hands, allowing myself to take the last few steps until Iâ??m pressed against you. Without pause I grab hold of your hair, curling the thick locks around my hands to using them as hand holds to pull you down to me. â??Tell me how much you missed me,â? I purr against your lips, nipping slightlya t your bottom lip as I uncurl one hand from your hair, hand moving to rest at the back of your neck as I climb onto the bed, seating myself in your lap with legs wrapped tightly round your waist.
 
I could tell that you were growing a bit more upset once that glowing feeling of being in my presence faded. Looking at you, I instantly felt a hint of danger as you locked the door. No, 'hint' wasn't the proper term; I was going to die, in some way. When you asked the question so sweetly, with a false sweetness, I swallowed just a little bit, looking at you as you said it made you sad. I gave you a soft smile.

“I'm sorry, Leanan, but I was trying to surprise everyone. I was gonna call you the moment I got a little bit of rest,” I said alloud, sounding a little guilty. I was a little guilty. Not very. I wasn't very guilty. A little, but you weren't going to know. “And besides, other than the damned Japanese High Schoolers who think they're hot shit annoying me, the other reason I came back was because there was no you in Japan,” I said, hoping to appease your wrath before it grew.

When you came up and pressed against me, I sat up, wrapping my arms around your lower back before all of a sudden you yanked me down to you, letting out a soft yelp as you nipped my lip. My tongue flicked out against your lips before I bit down on your lower lip before you climbed in bed with me. I pulled you more firmly into my lap, smiling as I lean in to nip your lip before pulling away, laying my head on your shoulder.

“You smell wonderful,” I licked your neck. “You taste wonderful,” Opening my eyes, I looked at you again. “You look wonderful,” Reaching up, I continued to run through my fingers through your hair. “You feel wonderful,” I whispered, before whispering in your ear. “You are wonderful, Jasmine. I've missed you so much. Make love to me?” I asked, opening my eyes and smiling softly, placing my hands on your shoulders, squeezing them softly.
 
Even as I fought to hold ontly my indignation, I could feel the anger draining from my body. No matter the words I tried using to coax the warmth of my rage back into existance, the feel of you against me and the sound of your voice cooled it again. Giving up on being angry, at least for the time being, I pressed myself tightly against you, fingers running along your scalp as I kissed you softly, nibbling gently on your lower lip before pulling back to lean my forehead against your own.

â??Youâ??ve gotten good at deffusing me,â? I giggle softly, looking into your eyes before tightening my legs round your waist. â??Unfortunately we donâ??t have time to really make love.â? Kissing you softly again and giving a soft tug to get you to tilt your head back I purred, lips milimeters above your flesh as I spoke the next words nearly against your throat. â??Weâ??ll have to make due with something different. Iâ??ll start out by making love to you, and end fucking you.â? Smiling and purring my lips parted, tongue darting out over your pulse to leave a short, wet line before my teeth trailed over the same spot.

Shifting quickly so that I was no longer wrapped about you, I knelt astride your legs, forcing myself to let go my hold on your hair. A second later my tanktop and skirt hit the floor, leaving me astride your lap in only a pair of black lacy panties. Skin seeming darker in contrast to the dark cloth I grinned at you, brushing fingers through my hair so that with a simple practiced shake of my head the front of me was covered by a curtain of my hair.

â??Youâ??re turn,â? I giggle softly, looking pointedly at your clothing. â??You might as well get rid of most of it, everyone expects you to just pass out for a few hours.â?
 
I smile at you as your body presses in against mine, replying to your kisses with my own soft, tender kisses. When you mention that I'm good at defusing you, I simply smile, leaning my head back as you tug to get me to lean my head back. “Maybe,” I say playfully, smiling as I look at you. “As your pet it's important that I know how to defuse your anger,” I said playfully. Of course we didn't have an actually mistress/pet relationship, but... it turned into that often enough that I could joke about it.

Although when you said that we'd start with you making love to me and end with you fucking me, I closed my eyes. “I honestly don't give a damn if Papa knows that we're sleeping together...” I said, closing my eyes as yourr tongue ran along my pulse. I let out a tiny moan as you bit along that line, to which I responded by leaning in and nipping your left earlobe playfully, giving you a smile as you moved so that you knelt astride my legs.

I smiled as you quickly threw off your tanktop and your skirt, looking at your black, lacy panties, reaching between your legs and roughly pressing my fingers in against your still-covered pussy, rubbing them against it as I look into your eyes, a lustful look in mine. “Still wearing sexy panties? Were you hoping to show me on webcam if I stole Vision's laptop?” I asked playfully, leaning in and nipping your lip before pulling back. The banchou coat was out, as was the tight tank-top underneith, and it only took a minute to get off my slacks as well, to the point where I was only wearing socks, as I never really bothered with boxers.

Pulling you onto my lap roughly, I pulled your barely-covered pussy up against my hard cock. It pulsed and throbbed, the veins bulging out, throbbing in time, begging to be deep inside of you, to release my seed deep into your womb as I have so many times before. Leaning down, I began to suck on your left breast as my hand placed itself on your right, my free hand resting on your lower back, keeping you from pulling away from me as I softly moaned into your nipple, pressing my hips up against yours.
 
Giving a soft, barely audible gasp as your hand slipped between my thighs my hips shifted forward immediately, rubbing the already damp lace of my panties harder against your fingers as I swallowed hard and looked into your eyes. Leaning forward and grinning widely I purred, kissing the tip of your nose before gathering the breath to answer your questions.

â??I always wear sex panties just in case you show up. Itâ??s always so much fun to see the look on your face when I wear a skirt and bend over to far. I know you can see them, and I know what goes through your mind, especially when I give you a little glimpse when weâ??re out somewhere.â? Grinning and giggling I stayed kneeling on the bed as you quickly pulled of your clothing, shifting to sit on hands and knees with my panty clad rump in the air.

Wriggling slightly and watching you hungrily the purr in my chest continues almost constantly, my eyes locking on every inch of exposed flesh until youâ??re as naked as I am. Before a comment about the socks could pass my lips, I was suddenly half dragged across the bed. Letting out only a little giggle and squirming for a second as my legs wrapped around your waist.

Weeksâ?? worth of anticipation for your homecoming had done their job, as well as the usual sexual deprivation while you were gone, and I had already soaked through my panties. Just the brush of your cock against my swollen lips pulled low, eager sounds from my throat and I nearly lost the battle for control right then and there. Body feeling like one huge, open nerve lights danced behind my eyes as your mouth finally found my skin, low sounds pushing from my chest as my spine arched, body pressing against you demandingly.

Part of my nymphomania simply being the need to be pressed naked against another body, the part of my mind craving bare skin to skin had suffered the worst from your absence and the sudden insatiable need to have your body married with mine, limbs intertwined, lips locked together rode over me. Pressing my hips tightly to your own and letting out a soft, low, eager moan for you.

Unable and unwilling to wait any longer to feel you fill my body I shift in your lap, hands falling away from your shoulders long enough for my fingers to make quick work of the small bows holding the sides of the panties together. Pulling them off quickly and tossing them carelessly to the floor I once again mold myself to the front of your body, crying out softly and clinging to you more tightly as I feel your already pulsing cock pressed against my swollen labia.

Without a word or hint of warning I lifted myself up, shifting to put myself in the perfect position before suddenly sliding down. For a moment the incredible tightness of my body fought against my wishes, forcing me to slow myself down as my hips rolled and rocked, low, nearly inaudible whimpers and moans pushed from my chest as I forced my body down onto yours.
 
Watching you, feeling you writhe against me, I panted softly as I felt your hips press down hard against mine, my cock pulsing, begging to be inside of you. It twitched and throbbed, my urge to simply grab you and fuck you like a beast growing with every second, although I resisted the animal urges despite the grasp I had on you, squeezing your breast tighter, sucking on your nipple harder as my hips bucked up, grinding my cock against your barely-covered pussy before you suddenly flung your panties aside. Looking at you, I looked up at you, nodding. Do it. Fuck me my eyes were saying, begging, pleading, and if you didn't obey, I was going to take you intead.

But as you pulled yourself onto me, my entire body grew rigid as I felt your pussy slip down onto me. I was impatient, my cock wanted you now, my body wanted to fill you up and treat you like my biblical wife. Moaning, I ignored as you slowed down, thrusting into you, the tightness not quite painful due to how lubricated and slippery you were on the inside, before I stopped, panting, wrapping my arms around you once your pussy was fully wrapped around my cock. There was no space at all as I throbbed. My cock pulsed inside of you as I held you down on me, as I panted lowly in your ear, before I pulled away.

It'd been too long to just fuck like animals, although part of me wanted to, desperately, but I didn't. The demons of lust were sated for a few seconds as I pulled back to look into your eyes, grinding up into you, every ridge and bump on my cock rubbing up against you, electric feelings of pleasure running through me as I dribbled precum inside of you. “Leanan, I've missed you so much,” I said in a somewhat breathy tone, leaning in to kiss you deeply, before I place my hands on your shoulders for balance, grinding my body up into yours with a low moan, my lustful, desireful eyes gazing into yours.
 
A whimper turned into a gasp, quickly followed by a low moan of pure bliss. For a moment everything rode the edge of pain, almost too much, almost too hard, to long, to thick but even as my lips parted to spout the words my body shifted, muscles loosening just enough that that slight edge of pain disappeared. I was full, not an inch of space left as you filled my body, the rhythmic pulsing and throbbing of your shaft enough to pull small sounds from my chest.

â??Ego amor vos, Iâ??ve missed you so much,â? I whisper against your ear. Shifting slightly in your lap and sliding small hands to cup your chin I bring you up to face me, intent on watching your expression change as we make love. Legs unwinding from round your body and arms falling away, hands resting against your chest, I gave a small push, looking into your eyes as I knelt, making certain to keep my hips pressed tightly to yours, though the movements made my muscles spasm and contract again.

â??Lie back,â? I purr leaning forward to kiss you softly, curbing my skin hunger for a moment. Hands resting at your chest small fingers played along pale flesh, index fingers idly tracing the outline of your nipples before nails pressed in but with only enough pressure to bring your breath out in a sigh or gasp. Enough time had been spent without clothes for the past few months that it wasnâ??t a matter of finding things to drive you insane, it was simply choosing when to do them. So many things had been learned, the knowledge filling me up drop by drop, making you my perfect instrument, something I could play as easily as a dream. You were my toy and all the while you owned and toyed with me just as surely.
 
Lust, desire, love-filled breaths escaped my lips as you rode me hard, shuddering. I felt no pain, merely a joyous, warm feeling as you shifted in my lap. My eyes were closed in an expression of bliss(Distracted bliss, but bliss) before I felt you cup my chin. Slowly, my eyes opened and my eyes gazed into yours as I looked into your eyes. My gaze was glazed over as soft, lewd sonds escaped my lips. “I've missed you too, so much...” I whispered, although fully audible at our close range, even over the wet slapping of our bodies together as I drove myself up into your spasming muscles, my own cock responding with it's own pulsations.

As you push me softly, I lay back without even a moment of hesitation, exposing my neck to you as a sign of submission. The kiss you plant on me, though soft, I extend, nipping tenderly at your lower lip for a moment before your nails dug in so close to my nipples. That made me squirm, as a feeling of pleasure ran so far up and down my body, culminating between my legs as my precum pulses from the cock buried deep in your flesh and it throbs so much harder, shaking and quivering inside of you.

The way you're messing with my nipples drives me up the walls, those being one of the most sensitive places on my body. Remaining laid down, splayed out for you, I grabbed the bedsheets as my toes curled and my entire body arched, soft grunts escaping my lips. “M-more," I begged quietly, a powerful need resounding in my voice.
 
Seated atop you, body continuing to move even as my eyes settle on your face, I smile for a moment, a small sound of pleasure pushing from my chest. At your request for more I do just that, driving my body down harder onto you as small nails pressed against your flesh more firmly. Hands sliding down to brace against your lower stomach I allow my eyes to close as a shudder runs through my body, familiar warmth tingling through every inch of my body, spreading and changing at it went until every nerve translated the pleasure.

Hips rocking, muscles bunching, nails pressing into your flesh I cried out above you, pussy contracting rhythmically with every movement, as I rode you hard. Faster and faster my body rocked, the thick sound of flesh hitting flesh filling the room only to be punctuated by gasps and moans of pure bliss. Unable to hold back any longer I shifted, setting my hips at a different angle so that at the end of each movement the head of your cock hit the end of me. Moaning your name softly and whimpering low in my chest the pressure low in my body built, the sensation of near pain from the assault on my cervix only urging me on for more.

One moment the pressure built, my moans reaching a peak, though I forced myself to swallow the loudest of them, until the pressure suddenly burst. Crying out sharply I swallowed the sound, allowing my body to fall forward onto your own so that I could muffle the sounds of my orgasm against your lips. Kissing you passionately, desperately I gasped for breath, moans near continuous but muffled against your flesh before I pulled away, nails digging into your sides as I struggled to keep myself silent. Lips parting my mouth slid down, teeth locking in the flesh around your right nipple as I used your flesh as my gag.
 
My body drove up into yours harder and faster as those same sounds of pleasure escaped my lips, shuddering as your nails dug into my flesh. Small, prickling points of pain rose through my flesh and became pleasure as I ground up into you. The contracting of your pussy made my cock twitch, made the muscles tighten up as it felt like I was being milked, gazing up at you, grabbing your hands, my own nails digging into your hands as I squeezed them, panting loudly. My eyes trailed down to watch as our bodies seemed to become one, as I slipped and disappeared into your form, a lewd beauty in our actions driving me to push my hips upwards, pushing you an inch or two off the bed as my ass rose up off the bed while you drove yourself onto me.

Feeling you adjust the angle of your movements, I let out a sound of pleasured surprise when I felt my cock strike at an end. Closing my eyes, I shuddered, squirming under you, the sensation of the tip of my head pushing up against your cervix, not quite penetrating but pushing against that hole within your hole made me gasp and moan, heat rising up between my legs. I tried to hold it back so I could last longer, before all of a sudden I felt a dam burst as you fell forward on top of me.

Feeling you writhe, I slipped my tongue into your mouth as I tightened the muscles in my member, trying to hold back the stream of cum, groaning as your nails dug into me, distracting me, a small bit of my cum leaking out, until you bit down on the flesh of my nipple. The pain spread through my body, rising up towards my face all the way down through my legs, filling up my cock until the blood-engorged flesh refused to simply continue to hold back. Letting out a silent scream, my back arched, lifting you off the bed, ramming my cock straight up into your cervix as I squirmed, my hands digging into and grasping the sheets beneith me so tight my fingers ached, my toes curling. I couldn't think, or see or anything, the pleasure was too great as your orgasm milked me, demanding I cum.

And I obeyed the demand of your body, my cock shooting a powerful shot of hot, sticky, incredibly thick cum deep into you, my orgasm incredibly creamy and thick, having been too distracted to even jerk off for the past week, two weeks of built up love, and a week of secretly built up tension all being released into your body at once as I had to bite down on my lip until it bled a little to keep from screaming, writhing underneith you, whimpering sounds pulled from my lips before my entire body went limp.

My entire body except my cock, which still stayed buried inside of you, pulsing more slowly, but even harder than ever, though I remained unmoving after depositing the proof of my passion deep within you.
 
Your orgasm forcing me over the edge yet again I writhe in earnest, body bucking as my hands tightened, nails digging into the mattress until my flesh went white with the strain. Releasing my hold on your flesh once your body settled down I remained stretched over you, panting softly and letting out small sounds of pleasure as the aftereffects of two amazing orgasms rolled through my body.

Shivering slightly and watching the lights dancing behind my eyelids I finally manage to gather the energy to move. Swallowing hard and shifting just enough to look up at you I giggle drunkenly, smiling sleepily as the endorphins began to fade. A gentle, pulsing ache began low in my body and I smiled, purring as my cheek rubbed against your chest.

â??God I missed that, Eros,â? I purred softly, smiling as my hips moved on their own, a low sound pushed from my chest as I bounced a bit on your cock. The small motion was enough to send a prickle of pain up my spine and my smile widened, the feeling quickly returning to my limbs. Pushing up to sit astride you once again my eyes closed, face melting into a mask of pure bliss as my body began to move slowly, hips rising and falling in slow, controlled waves.

Pussy even tighter than before, muscles trembled and spasmed with every motion, milking you as my body drove me to seek out another orgasm even before the last had faded completely.
 
I shuddered, putting an arm around you as my head rolled onto the side, my long hair splayed out underneath me, already matted somewhat with sweat, my entire body glistening. Openning my eyes as you giggle like you're drunk, I smile, letting out a soft chuckle as your cheek rests against me. Placing my other hand on your head, I close my eyes. “I missed it too, Leanan... I've been so busy and stressed I haven't even done it to myself in a week,” I admitted, smiling, looking into your eyes. “You're so beautiful...” I whispered.

As you sat up, I looked up at you as you began to move again. Biting my lower lip, I let out a soft, panting sound, groaning quietly. “Already you want more...?” I ask, but I smile, knowing that you always want more, that you're never satisfied. I close my eyes as your pussy continues to massage me, milk me, begging for me to continue, not letting me rest. No, your pussy is almost as much my mistress as you are, and the tight hold is ordering me to stay hard, to continue to please you. Though there's no such relationship between us, and we've never brought it up, my body is the husband of your body, and more than that, the toy.

I let out a soft moan as you milk me. Biting my lip, I shift, my arms moving around you as I sit up, beginning to lay you back as I pull out for just a moment, looking down at my cum-covered member. “Lay back...” I say softly, wanting to be on top, to look down at you, to be a man for you.
 
Watching you beneath me the visual of you stretched out on the bed, surrounded by your hair is enough to tighten my body further. Since the first time Iâ??d laid eyes on you Iâ??d been fascinated by your hair, addicted to the sight of it blazing in the light, loving the way your hair moved about your body when left loose. Now it made me long for the feel of all that hair falling around my body like a warm, living silken curtain, but before I can actually ask you to switch positions with me you ask for me.

Small sounds of protest having begun to fall from my lips as you pulled away my body felt the loss of yours like a blow, suddenly feeling hollow and empty. Words of protest halted at your request I smile and stretch out on the bed, pulling my feet up on the bed and setting them beside my hips. Knees together for a moment my hands rest against my sides as my legs spread, offering you a perfect view of my sex even as my hips lift slightly.

â??Please,â? I whisper softly, looking up at you even as one hand rose, brushing a thick lock of hair from where it had fallen over your shoulder. Brushing my fingers through the thick, soft redness of your hair I purr softly, wrapping my hands in the warm length of the living curtain that would fall over my body soon enough. Wanting nothing more than to wrap your body around mine and sleep, aching for the safety and peace I always felt when you were near. Even when our love making turned violent, into something too primal for words you kept me safe, making me feel as if I were the most important person in the world.
 
I gaze down at you as you protest me leaving you. I give a soft, apologetic smile without any words as my cock throbs, exposed to the cold air. It was uncomfortable and my body seemed to almost protest as it begged to be inside of you again. God, and I was just gone for two weeks? As you showed me that view of your sex, I smiled, looking down at it, seeing my seed slowly dribbling out of your pussy, slowly down your asscrack. Leaning down even furhter, I licked your pussy for just a moment, groaning as I got the taste of our cum on my tongue. I used to hate the taste of my own semen, but I got used to it after eating you out so many times after cumming inside of you.

As you wrapped your hands around my hair, I smiled, closing m eyes for a moment. I almost cut my hair before going to Japan simply because it made me stand out so much, but I remembered how much you adored it, so I left it long. I smiled as you touched my hair. Reaching down, I grabbed my cock, before sliding it deep into your awaiting, already fucked hole, moaning softly as I slid deep into you.

“Oh, Jasmine, My dear, my leanan,” I whisper to you tenderly as I lean down to kiss your lips, reaching down and grabbing your legs as my hips slowly push into you. Slowly, I pull your ankles up, lifting them up high as I push myself deep into your pussy, slowly moaning as I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of your tight, pulsing folds as my cock twitches and throbs, buried deep inside of you.
 
Letting a small moan escape my chest as your tongue ran along my pussy I shivered with delight. Hypersensitive thanks to the previous orgasms the gentle pressure of your tongue against my hot folds was enough to make my spine arch, a low, pleading sound pushing from my chest as my hips lifted again.

Vision already slightly unfocused my mouth opened to beg you to stop teasing before I felt the tip of your cock at my entrance. A second later you were once again sheathed inside me and I moaned deeply, eyes fluttering closed as a small whimper of pleasure escaped my chest.

â??Oh gods, Iâ??ve missed you so much,â? I moaned softly, words barely audible as I felt your body shift again before your lips pressed to mine. Kissing you tenderly, lovingly my hands curled in your hair again, forming small fists as I pressed against you, kissing you more demandingly. Body sliding down a bit my spine arched, pressing more of my small form against yours as the heat low in my belly spiked for a moment, a small sound pushing from my chest.
 
I smile down at you as your eyes flutter shut. I don't bother with words as our lips touch, my tongue flicking out against your lips, though the kiss Is more tender than anything else. Holding you spread wide open, I moaned softly into your lips as your body presses against mine. Moving more slowly, I savored each moment, moaning into your mouth each time I slid deep into you, pressing my hips against yours and rolling them into yours, each time I pushed forward, I not only pushed into your body, but I grinded my cock against your inner walls.

Breaking the kiss, I breathed deeply, letting out a happy sound before pressing my lips back into yours, using our lips to cover up my moaning. My moaning was very quiet and soft nevertheless, the sound not audible over the sound of our bodies coming together, a soft slurping audible as they slap together. A hint of pain runs up through my cock, particularly the head, but I ignore it, as even that pain gives way to pleasure, as I've grown far used to ignoring my body telling me that I've had enough sex.

I could never get enough of your body.
 
Breathing already beginning to change again I let out a low moan against your lips, a small whimper of pleasure and pleading escaping as my hips lift slightly, body rocking against yours as I press against you more tightly. Though the feel of you moving slowly is enough to drive me insane the need for even the slightest bit of pain began to grow again. After having been so long without you already I miss feeling the strength of you holding me down, a hand curled in my hair, tugging my head to the side as your teeth sink into my throat, your hips hitting mine as you fuck me as hard and fast as you could manage. Even know that it wouldnâ??t be a wise idea to go to the extremes that Iâ??m craving my body yearns for them, though I curb that lust, body begging for at least a tiny bit of pain.

Tightening further around you and bucking suddenly against your hips I pull away from your lips with a small moan, forcing you to look me in the eye as I pant softly. â??Please, amor, no more waiting, we can make love again soon, but please, please fuck me,â? I whimper, voice a soft whimper as I speak fast enough that the words run together a bit. â??Please, please, please, I need it, I need youâ?¦please.â?
 
Looking into your eyes, I gaze at you as you buck against my hips suddenly, focusing on you as you beg to be fucked. I can see the need in your eyes, and I smile a bit, feling in control. The feeling of control makes me exhilerated. I could go slow and make you beg until you were crying for it, or I could slam you as hard as I could, reduce you to a drooling state of bliss. Looking at you, I kiss you before looking at you once. “I won't be gentle,” was my only warning.

After that warning, I pulled out of you and flipped you over, picking you up and throwing you down onto your stomach, as I look at you, thrusting a finger into your pussy as I look down at you, my cock throbbing, begging to be inside of you once more. “Ass up, my little concubine,” I say playfully, commandingly. Rarely do I take such a dominant mood... but hearing you begging, mewling like a bitch in heat to be plowed the way you deserve it, that just drives me wild, makes me want to show you your place; to remind you that your body belongs to me, and I will take it as I wish.
 
Grinning at your warning my next comment was stopped by a small yip as I was suddenly flipped over onto my stomach. There were always times when I seemed to forget just how small I was in comparison to you, but that all changed when you reminded me by picking me up so easily, or taking back your control during sex. Already beginning to get to my knees a low moan pushed from my chest as I felt you slip a finger into me, the familiar feel of the long digit probing the most sensitive parts of my body making me moan slightly louder.

Giggling despite myself and pulling myself up onto hands and knees I turned my upper body just enough to look back at you before dropping my chest to the bed, arms tucked under my body as my hands curled in the sheets. Presenting you with my ass I grinned broadly. Thanks to the pictures Iâ??d given you for Christmas, I already knew that with my ass in the air youâ??d have a perfect view of my pussy as well; puffy lips pink and glistening with our combined fluids. By keeping my legs together my lips grew even puffier, hiding the small entrance to my body, clit hugged tightly between the warm folds so that when I moved the sensitive bud rolled between soft flesh.

Spreading my legs wider to brace myself, I grinned and purred, wriggling my ass at you, shivering slightly as the cool air hit my swollen labia and brushed against my swollen clit, the small pleasure button peaking from beneath its hood just for you.
 
I smiled darkly down at you, gazing at your body. “What's so funny, little girl?” I asked, smiling a bit. So you thought it was funny? Reaching back, I struck your ass with a bare hand, gazing down at your pussy, looking as it dribbled cum. “Look at you, dribbling cum like a little whore. You're so pretty like that,” I complimented darkly. You should spend more time showing your pussy to me. Reaching down, I looked at you as I moved my finger up, finding your clit and brushing the pad of my fingertips against it, looking down at you.

“So perfect... just stay right there and moan like an animal while I impregnate you,” I said, playfully. Of course I was just joking around; you were on the pill, but I knew the way you looked at pregnant women sometimes, I knew that on some small level, perhaps some instinctual level, you knew that your purpose was to take in a man's seed and give him children. My seed. Right now that was your purpose, and we both knew it. Driving my cock deep into your pussy, I let out a groan, the lustful, perverse thoughts of filling you and reduce you to property.

“Nn...You're my lovely little breeding slut,” I moaned out as I grabbed your hips and yanked back hard on them, moaning as I drove the head of my cock into your cervix, shuddering as I closed my eyes, arching my back. Our bodies slipped together easily, the sound of our hips crashing together loudly filling to sound as I pulled back and drove myself into you harder and harder, hissing loudly as the room was filled with the sound of our wet, sweaty bodies slapping together. “You can't wait for it... I know you want it, I know you want to be filled with cum, I know that it's what you live for!” I yelled out, grabbing your hair and pulling back hard as I used my other hand to push at your arms, using my height advantage to reach them and knock them from under you, driving your breasts and upper body into the bed as I pulled on your hair, driving you down into the bed violently.
 
Even the obviously dark look in your eyes wasnâ??t enough to drive the smile from my face; in fact, it actually made my grin widen. Taken off guard by the sudden smack I gasped sharply, biting into my lower lip and whimpering softly. Putting my ass higher in the air I shivered happily, body tense with anticipation as I waited for the moment youâ??d slam into me. There were times when I liked being in control of you, the rush the power gave was amazing, but submitting to you was a rush in itself. There was always such a potential for pain unwanted when youâ??d force yourself on me, but I loved it. Even when things got to the point it was nearly too much I trusted you to keep me safe, to not actually do anything that would scar or maim me. It was a level of trust that only a few knew I was capable of.

The sudden feel of your cock pushing deep into my body brought a low, guttural sound from low in my chest, a sound that I only made when you rode me and used me for your own pleasure. Every time you referred to me as a slut places low in my body would tighten with the knowledge that I was a slut, I was your slut and you could use me anyway you wished and Iâ??d continue to beg for more. Before weâ??d even met I had been a whore, even I could admit that to myself, but that had changed. I was still a nymphomaniac and still a slut, but only for you, my body belonged to you.

Your words dancing in my mind I could admit that some part of me really wanted you to impregnate me; Iâ??d love to be able to give you a child even though the thought scared the rational part of my mind. At the moment, that part was shut down fully, leaving only behind the Jasmine that craved to be dominated and used, to be treated as property to reinforce the knowledge that you needed and wanted me.

Pushed from my thoughts by the feel of your hips hitting mine, your cock penetrating my body to the end I moaned out loudly for you. All thought of remaining quiet disappeared as my body took over, brain shutting down as I reveled in the feel of you taking control and fucking me just the way Iâ??d begged for. Crying out sharply as you pulled my hair back the pain running through my spine immediately turned to pleasure, small whimpers and moans escaping half parted lips as my eyes closed, face slack with pleasure as my body rocked with each thrust. Forced to the bed I cried out once again as my breasts pressed into the bed, nipples dragging along the sheets as small stabs of pain cut through the pleasure.

Too big, too hard, too fast my mind screamed as my body actually began to translate that things hurt but I didnâ??t care. I wanted it to hurt. I wanted you to hurt me and make me yours, to force me to submit.

â??God,â? I cried, writhing beneath you as my hips pushed back, body begging for more as you drove me into the bed. â??Fuck me, please god fill me! Fuck me, fill me, fuck me, fill meâ?¦â? Repeating the words over and over I moaned and begged, urging you harder and faster as my bodyâ??s protests died and everything became pleasure.
 
I only drove into you harder as your entire body went slack, accepting your submission, grinning down as my cock tightened up more. It begged to release inside of you, my entire body wanting to impregnate you, to mark you in such an undeniable way, to make you more than a sexually active girl, but a woman Yanking on your hair, I drove you harder into you, drove you into the sheets as they grew more and more soaked, as we grew more and more soaked. My panting grew louder as I filled with with moaning, not audible over the sound of our bodies slapping together, but still loud.

As you began to yell, begging for more, I grunted, reaching back and slapping your ass. “Louder! Say what you are! Say whose slut you are!” I practically yelled, not particularly caring about volume, wanting you to know exactly whose slut you are. Looking down at you, I growled, feeling my cock beginning to throb and pulse like I was going to cum again, moaning low, biting my lower lip as I looked down at you, pounding your pussy.

My eyes glazed over, my brain glazed over as I lost all thought, the only things I could feel being the warmth growing between my legs and the overwealming, uplifting feeling of being in command, of knowing that you were going to limply take everything I did to you, and I would give you so much as I rammed myself deeper, deeper into your pussy.
 
â??Yours,â? I cried, moaning loudly as the pressure and fire low in my body built. â??Iâ??m your slut, your whore, yours in every way. I belong to you!â? The last words nearly a scream everything went white for a moment, the world disappearing into clouds as I came with a cry. Writhing and clinging to the sheets I bucked and moaned, fighting under you as the pleasure grew with every push of your body.

Muscles tightening and spasming my body became one huge nerve ending, every sensation that just a moment before had been pain became an unimaginable pleasure. The house, the bed, everything disappeared in that pleasure, the world narrowed to the feel of your body forcing into mine, your cock forcing deeper and fighting against the sudden almost painful tightness of my pussy.
 
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