Dreamer

I suckled Julie's big toe with purpose and care. I made love to it, convinced I could bring her to multiple climaxes simply from that contact. I don't know exactly what it was about a woman's foot, but there were times when it got me going. This was one of those times.

While most of my attention was on her toe and foot, I still held the bulbous tip of my wife's vibrator to Julie's clit. I flicked the dial another notch, upping the intensity of the hum another notch. I knew the kind of things this little device could do to my soon-to-be-ex. I wanted all that and more for this young woman.

Julie whimpered and writhed under me, though whether to escape from too much stimulation or to get more of it was impossible to tell.

She was mine. All mine. I was slipping in my lust, in my obsession.
 
The chubby Asian attendant worked her way around Steve to work on my other foot, diligently setting the file to my big toe. At the same time, the crowd in the bleachers erupted, many rising to their feet. Principal O'Reilly (or Alan, as I had come to know) began to grunt and, although his back was to me blocking the whole spectacle, I could see his spunk fling out and dribble upon the hollow of Beth's tummy as she jerked him to completion. Then almost immediately after, the bleachers cheered again as Juwon, planted deep in her cunt, let out his own long groan and I saw his balls flinch repeatedly, four or five times until his white pearly goo appeared to ring his dark member. Done inseminating her, he pulled out his heavy drooping length and tossed her legs aside as if discarding trash and lumbered away. Her spidery thighs twitched in satisfaction as her cum-streaked tummy panted heavily.

Meanwhile, Aaron sped up his hand, his fingers passing over my nub almost blurry fast, bringing on a euphoric near-numbness. My head lolled back as my core trembled, nearing a climax. Surely, his hand would tire, but it just continued it's frenzied motion like a machine. My breath became ragged and my sudden focus on the pleasure distracted me from my insecurities. I'd only ever orgasmed twice before (both times without anyone else's assistance) and couldn't afford to pass up the opportunity for a third. Subtly, my spine writhed and I tried to stay calm to enjoy the full effects of the sensation as the crowd faded into the background.

"Ohhh," Steve moaned and suddenly I realized that he was cumming. I snapped out of my trance and I could feel the relaxation in his body from his loosening grip of my thighs. His climax did not excite the onlookers like the previous two. Perhaps it was just less obvious or graphic. "There you go, beautiful," he mouthed me a kiss as a grin spread across his lips. I was knocked from my ascent and needed to start again.
 
Julie looked flush and sated, laying before me with her legs splayed wide. I gently lowered the one whose toes I'd been sucking back to the mattress. The vibrator, for the moment, was turned off to give her a moment to collect herself.

In my mind, the young woman smiled through sultry eyes. "Why, Mr. Z, I think you might have a thing for my feet."

I grinned back, running my fingers over the toes of both feet. "They are lovely, little miss."

Julie said, "I want to try something, if that's okay."

"Of course. What is it?"

She rolled over until she could reach the nightstand. From the drawer, she withdrew a bottle of lube. Waving it playfully at me, she sat up and popped the top.

"Hold still," she said, sitting near the edge of the bed while I remained standing beside it. She upended the bottle and slathered my hard cock in lube, using a hand to get it smeared all over the shaft and my balls. Satisfied, she closed the bottle and scooted back.

I gazed down at her glistening pussy. Was she ready for another round? The lube, however, seemed overkill. I already knew how wet she was.

Instead, Julie leaned back on her elbows and then raised her feet to my cock. She was awkward at first, rubbing my shaft with the soles of her feet. As she continued to massage me, however, she began grasping me with her toes, working me over from all angles.

In reality, I was thrusting against and between her feet and toes. The generous amount of lube made everything slick and soft. In my mind, though, I was being treated to an unparalleled footjob from my young partner.
 
The attendant massaged my feet, rubbing them against one another, all the while glaring at me as if I did not deserve such treatment in the slightest. I could only suppose that she held quite a grudge against me for walking away from her earlier. I reminded myself that it was Beth who had dragged me away, but the esthetician did not hold the same scorn for my friend. In fact, she paid Beth no mind at all while she was getting boned by the next cock, whoever's it was. I wasn't about to look in case it was the principal, which would have been a sight to dry a pussy, but I could tell by the sounds of her sighs that Beth was taking more meat.

Another that I was afraid to look at was Felicia, but as Aaron removed his hands from my skin to unbuckle his belt, the heat of her gaze demanded my attention, a warning of danger that I could not dismiss. I risked a glance. There she was, her eyes blacker and hair larger and wilder than before, silently piercing me with her glare while her classmates hooted and hollered all around her.
 
The foot job I imagined Julie was giving me was enjoyable for the first couple minutes. Soon, however, trying to hold both feet on deadweight legs became more hassle than pleasurable. Still, it had been fun while it lasted.

It was also, for better or worse, a niggling reminder of reality and what I was doing with (okay, to) the young woman in my bed. I laid her legs back onto the bed and took a few steps back, my cock deflating a bit.

"Everything okay, Mr. Z?"

I sighed, smiling at the girl as she looked up at me with questioning eyes. "Everything's wonderful, little miss. Just hold tight."

I retrieved the washcloth I'd used earlier and rinsed it with warm water in the bathroom. Returning to the room, I wiped the drying lube from Julie's feet, then wiped myself clean. In my mind, she cooed lightly at my touch and then beckoned me to bed with a crooked finger.

The smarter option at this point would probably have been to dress her, get my own clothes on, and then slip out of the house and find a hotel for the night. With any luck, she'd wake in the morning and not realize any of this had happened.

Sticking with the theme of the night, though, I instead pulled back the sheets and gently moved Julie around until her naked body was covered and her head resting on the pillow. After turning down the light, I crawled in and spooned up against her side, arm and leg over her.

In my mind, she said, "I like it when you hold me like that."

I smiled and kissed her cheek. The hand I'd thrown over her body was soon sliding over her tummy and up to cup a breast. Her nipples were quick to harden again under my touch. Further down, I felt her hand wrap around my cock, urging it back to life.

"I like how you hold me too, my beautiful Julie."
 
With a soft groan and stupefied grin Steve pulled out of me, his dick slipping and dangling already half-soft. I figured that he came in me but it was hard to tell. He must have. Meanwhile Aaron snuggled up next to me, his hand swarming over my tummy and chest to grope my tit. I wasn't sure how he managed to get close like that. The bench was narrow and I was laying ring to down the middle of it. In fact, I let my arms down and they fell to the ground, my hands feeling the cool grass of the field.

I wasn't sure what Aaron wanted from me. I was laying there for the taking and I had thought that Felicia was jealous of him potentially fucking me, but his infatuation seemed to run deeper than my flesh and I began to wonder if this was really what his girlfriend was so livid about.

"Hey," Steve called sharply. "Aaron." I looked up at him as he still held my ankles apart even though he had stepped back from me. "Aren't you taking this?" he asked. "Dammit, I coulda stayed in."
 
I spooned with Julie for a while, simply enjoying the feeling of a warm, soft body pressed against mine. This was how things were supposed to be. Not... My mind went back to my wife, the nutty bitch, and all the shit I'd put up with her over the years and now during our aborted anniversary vacation. Her drinking, the cheating.

The bitterness that I'd managed to bury under the last hour or more of amusing myself with Julie's body came back full force. My wife had been sweet like this once, too. Did all women have a dark side? Or were most relationships simply doomed to stagnate?

"Something wrong, Mr. Z?"

My hallucination imagination hadn't given up, convincing me this beautiful young thing was still interested in me. I pressed my rejuvenated erection more fully into her rear.

"Just thinking, little miss. Nothing you need concern yourself with."

She patted my hip and wiggled her butt into me.

"If you say so," she said. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

I felt her shrink a little in my embrace, as if steeling herself for something.

"Now that we've...you know...done stuff, I think I can trust you with this."

"Anything."

"You're not going to think it's weird?"

I smiled and ran my hand up from her hip, up her arm, and brushed her cheek.

"Well, I don't know what you're going to ask, but yes, you can trust me to not judge you."

I could feel her smile, even though she was faced away from me.

"I know you won't. Anyway, I kinda have like, these fantasies, you know? Things I've never felt comfortable telling a boyfriend before."

"We all have fantasies, Julie. Some are pretty crazy."

She turned just a bit, looking over her shoulder at me. "Mine aren't too crazy, but... Well... I kinda want to be tied up. Tight. You know, like with my arms and legs all spread out so I can't move."

I smiled, patting her affectionately.

"That's a pretty common one. Nothing weird there."

Julie nodded. "And I want you to do anything you want to me. Touch me, taste me, feel me...fuck me... Anything you want. And..."

I cocked an eyebrow. "And...?"

Julie looked me in the eye. "...and you don't have to be gentle."
 
The rabbit was back. I craned my neck to see it hop out of sight once it knew that I had spotted it. As much as I had been and still was rather nervous, I had to admit that the attention was mostly sweet and at times gave me blushing goosebumps. Of course, it was not wholly sweet. Felicia was there. I couldn't see her, but I could hear her slow evil growl underlying the audience's murmurs and knew that it was her. At that point, Aaron and Steve seemed to clue in to her animosity and they closed in protectively around me and grateful for this I breathed a bit easier.

I just couldn't believe how surreal it was, lying on that bench but feeling like I was floating in air. Physically, I was perfectly comfortable, on the edge bliss even. The two of them knelt down and ran their hands up and down the length of my skin of my flanks and limbs, eyeing me and then nodding to each other as if they had something specific in mind.
 
Tied up. Rough. Unfettered access to use Julie however I wished. I could feel the aggressive lust building within me.

I separated myself from the young woman. Our eyes met and I could see both fear and excitement in hers. She trusted me but was still nervous.

Without a word, I got out of bed and went to my closet. There, I grabbed a handful of my ties. Fully engorged cock leading the way, I returned to the bedroom to my waiting beauty.

I repositioned Julie in the middle of the bed. I then took one of her arms and kissed my way up from elbow to wrist to palm. I gave her a quick nod which she returned. I used one of my ties, dark green with diagonal striping, tying it securely around her wrist. It was a tight knot that wouldn't easily come undone. The other end of the tie was secured to the bed post with a slip knot - easily removed by me but out of Julie's reach.

Satisfied with the work, I climbed over Julie - pausing briefly to tease her hard nipples with a pinch each - and repeated the process on her other wrist.

"Last chance to change your mind," I said.

Her smoldering eyes narrowed. "Never."

Catching her off guard, I slapped Julie on her inner thigh, just below her crotch. Just enough to sting without leaving a lasting mark. Her eyes flared wide in shock, but that was followed by a slight whimper of pleasure.

I leaned in close and whispered. "Good, because I'm just getting started."
 
Aaron waved Jared over his way and stood up to let him take his place. Jared ran his fingers up my left arm, giving me goosebumps as he stretched it out with a firm tug on my wrist. Then Steve did the same with my right, only using his lips instead of fingertips to caress me. The two of them pulled my arms gently back past my head, which perked up my breasts for Aaron to run his hands over. My body twitched to the sensitivity of my nipples as he gave each a tug. Then he walked around to my legs and in my shyness, I shut my thighs to hide my pussy from his view while he undid his pants and slid them down his thighs. His junk was out, thick pink and erect with a heavy foreskin and dense curly pubes. he took me by the thighs and slowly parted them, re-rousing the audience and just when I thought he was going to penetrate me, he startled me with a sharp smack that rippled my flesh.
 
After whispering in Julie's ear, I gave her inner thigh another quick slap, followed by drawing my fingers lightly up and over her pussy. I deftly flicked the nub of her clit, then gave her one last slap to the thigh.

I snatched another of my ties and pulled her left leg toward the corner of the bed. In short order, I had her ankle tied to the bedpost with almost no slack. It helped having a cooperative partner. I grabbed another tie and walked around the bed to repeat the process with her right leg.

With all four limbs tied to the bed, I took a step back to admire her body. Pale, smooth skin, puckered pink nipples topping flattened breasts, glistening pussy spread wide and invitingly. My cock throbbed at the possibilities.

I wasn't done, though. I walked around the bed, picking up the last of the ties I'd brought from the closet. Julie looked up at me with that same nervous excitement. I leaned down to kiss her - firm and passionate with a rough, demanding edge. I then wrapped the last tie around her eyes, blindfolding her. She whimpered and smiled.

I stepped back for a moment, again enjoying the view, then I reached out and pinched both her nipples simultaneously - hard enough to be painful.
 
I craned my neck to see how Beth was doing but could not find her. There was no trace of her bench where it had last been so I struggled to look about to see if it had moved but could not find it. Beth was gone and this scared me somewhat. When I looked back up, there were two more people there around me, Principal O'Reilly with his pants back on and Juwon wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants.

"What happened to Beth?" I asked, but no one answered. "Where'd she go?"

Aaron slapped me again, then moistened his fingertips in my entrance to caress my mons and clit and I could not keep my hips from writhing with the sensations. The audience grew excited again and then Juwon and the principal each took one of my ankles and held them up and apart forming a V with my legs to the delight of the crowd, which I could only hear at this point due to all the bodies surrounding me. I wasn't sure how they could see me, but then over Steve's shoulder, I caught a glimpse of an overhead image of my naked body (my face obscured by Jared's shoulder) lying on the bench, limbs apart, breasts splayed with hard pinkish nipples, and the dark triangle of my bush all exposed on a big screen. I had no idea where the screen had come from nor where the camera taking the shot was. As I strained my neck to get a better look, cool fabric wrapped over my forehead and pulled me down and I looked to see Beth smiling lovingly, her face reappearing upside down to me, as she caressed my hair. If there was anyone there that I would trust it was Beth. Her presence calmed me.

"I'm right here," she said softly.

Then I winced at the ache in my nipples. Someone was grabbing them, but with Beth keeping my head down I couldn't tell who.
 
I fixated on Julie's nipples. It wasn't as if I hadn't already spent a good bit of time admiring and otherwise playing with them. There was just something about their shape, their hardness, that got me salivating.

I knelt back on the bed, beside the young woman. Up closer, I could see the hint of redness in those pink nipples from my pinching. Both nubs strained upward, calling to me for more.

Leaning over, I licked one and planted soft kisses around the areola. Where moments ago I'd inflicted pain, now I gave the nipple soft loving. I parted my lips and took the entire nipple in my mother, sucking gently while massaging the tip with my tongue.

As I continued my soothing attention to the one nipple, I reached over and pinched the other. Again, my fingers clamped down with enough force to elicit at least a gasp from a more responsive partner. In my mind, Julie whimpered and squirmed. Nipple firmly in my grasp, I tugged up, stretching the flesh of her breast as far as it could go, then I let go.

I repeated the process several more times, then switched sides. Now, the poor abused nipple was lovingly soothed back to pleasure while the pampered one was pinched and tugged. Yes, my dear, the line between pain and pleasure is very much a blurry one...
 
My right nipple was still hurting but my left one was being suckled quite sweetly. Then there was a very hard tug on my left that was mildly discomforting but I could tell that my whole breast was being stretched upwards. Someone was sucking it hard, as if they'd stuck the nozzle of a vacuum cleaner on it. Then whoever it was let go and I felt my breast slowly reshaping. I could almost predict that the same sensation would occur on my other nipple and it did. I could feel it stretch harder than my left, so hard that I had to take a look. Beth was still beaming into my eyes as if nothing was wrong and strengthened her resolve to keep me in place but when I heard a sharp hiss I knew that it was Felicia and I forced my head up to see her dark locks wild and alive, each tuft like the tendril of an anemone as she sucked on my breast, my entire areola encircled by her lips as she stretched the tissue like an elastic band. My breast extended like taffy up and into her mouth. Beth tried to calm me by stroking my hair but the sight was rather alrming as Felicia gave her head a vicious shake as if she were a predator trying to tear flesh from a bone, my tit from my chest. I could tell that she was trying to sink her teeth into me but the pain was so dull and mild, more like a faint ache. Eventually she let go and the jealous bitch growled in intense frustration when my nipple slowly returned to its usual form undamaged. When she finally stood up, bared fangs and threw her head back to screamed wildly in defeat, the audience roared thunderously. That was when I noticed that we were no longer in the school field, but in a round stone forum with Felicia's anguished face on the big screen high above to my right.
 
After torturously pampering Julie's nipples for a bit, I kissed and licked my way down her tummy. Just as I reached her fuzz, I veered off to the side and kissed along her hip and in that deliciously tender spot just inside the hip bone.

The scent of her pussy, splayed wide by the legs restraints, tested my resolve to drag this out. I quickly put my watering tongue back to work, kissing and licking down the inner thigh of one leg and then back up the other. She'd asked for it rough. This was more of a mental form of being rough, by stimulating her without relief. When I finally couldn't hold back any longer, she'd be eager to take anything I dished out.

Again and again, my lips and tongue teased her - brushing her light fuzz, the tender folds of her labia, and almost but never quite reaching her clit.

Then, just to drive her further into a state of desperation, I blew a long, steady stream of warm air directly on that precious little pink nub as it protruded from its sheath.
 
Even after leering at me for the entire night, Aaron was still not ready to fuck me. Instead, he took his time softly kissing and licking the tender inside of my thigh. The sensation was flitting and mildly ticklish. As he moved his mouth across to my other leg I flinched but Juwon and Alan (as I'd come to know the principal now) braced me fast. As the crowd grew anxious, Aaron continued to take his sweet time, licking and flicking his way around my bush causing me random minor winces and quivers.

I could hear the intensity of the audience, their chatter brewing into a drone, coaxing him on to do me as high above a shooting star fizzled a trail of amber dust across the starry sky.
 
Julie thrashed under my blowing, my teasing, my dragging out of her relief. I smiled, then darted forward and wrapped my mouth around her clit, assaulting it with my tongue. Rapid, unrelenting flicks side to side and up and down.

While my tongue worked to overwhelm her senses, I slid a finger inside Julie's slick pussy. After finger fucking her for a good minute, I added a second finger and then a third. In and out, curling along her g-spot. There was nothing subtle or sweet about this. She'd asked for it rough and I was just getting warmed up.
 
Aaron finally got himself into position and lined himself up. My eyes fluttered as he sank in and he began screwing me, his hips animatedly moving around to stab me from different angles. Soon my pelvis was twitching and rocking in response.

Then I heard a low animalistic growl and I know that Felicia was still lurking about but could not see where until she crept up behind him, her black hair floating about her like living tendrils. Her arms suddenly latched about his body, sticking to his back like a leach and her sinister eyes glared down upon me from over her boyfriend's shoulder where her chin was perched. The growl in her throat returns but Aaron is unperturbed. Neither is anyone else.

"You wanna fuck her?" her voice scratches like a beelzebub into her ear. It shocks me. "Go ahead and fuck her," she sneers. I gasp and my pulse quickens when her right arm slithers away and I hear it smack Aaron's behind causing him to jolt deeper into me. Beth sees my fright and can only smile encouragingly as she lovingly strokes my hair and the faces all around me smile eerily brightly.
 
I lapped up as much of Julie's juices I could, direct from the source and off my fingers. In my mind, she was thrashing uncontrollably, pulling at the restraints and lifting her hips to my mouth and hand, desperate for the sweet release of orgasm. The faster my tongue flicked, the harder I finger fucked her, the more desperate her begging got.

"Please, please! More! Harder! Oh, Mr. Z!!"

And just like that, I stopped. I pulled back my head, removed my fingers. She cracked her eyes, looking devastated. I gave her a hard, hungry smile.

"Please!" she whimpered.

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me."

My grin widened. "What was that?"

"Fuck me," she said, louder, more plaintively.

I held my hand to my ear. "Sorry, not quite sure I got that."

"Just fuck me! Use me!" She was hungry, desperate. "Pound my little...cunt...as hard as you can."

I raised an eyebrow at her use of such language. Julie was, indeed, lost in need and lust.

I slid forward between her legs and slapped my cock against her glistening pussy. Even through that brief contact, I could feel the heat of her sex. I'm not sure I wasn't as hot for her as she for me.

"This what you want?" I said, voice a low growl.

"Please," she said, her voice little more than a hoarse whisper.

I positioned the head of my cock in her slit, sliding it up and down to fully lubricate the head. Once ready, I found her hole and thrust into her in a singul, brutal move.
 
Withe Felicia's lips in his ear but his hungry eyes fixed upon me, Aaron slowed and drew back. I looked up at him expectantly, the lump in my throat preventing me from asking his intentions. He slowly wiggled about in a preparatory way, his tip teasing and tantalizing my slit for some time. Felicia's hair was still alive, each lock an entity of its own, waving about, blacking out the stars high above. For a moment I could see the rotation of the sky as the night's sparkly dust past between her buoyant trusses.

Then with a smack, she clutched her boyfriend's ass again, snapping me back to attention and Aaron surged forward to ram me deeply, giving my body a heavy jolt that arched my spine as I lay pinned to take it. My breath escaped me as his cock stuffed me fully.
 
Julie gasped at my rough thrust, but it soon faded to a whimper and a sigh. I pulled my cock back until it almost fell out of her, then thrust hard and deep again.

"Yes, that's what you wanted," I said. "My cock, pounding your little cunt."

It felt dirty, talking to such an innocent young woman like that. But it was her word, not mine. Her eyes were fierce and demanding...not so innocent any longer.

"Yes, Mr. Z. I want. I need. Please...more."

Again and again, I withdrew and then thrust hard and deep. There was such a long pause between each thrust, neither of us could feel a rhythm develop. Not yet. I wanted to build up her need.

Propped on one arm, I reached out with the other and grasped one of her tits firmly. I fondled her nipple, but not with the harsh pinching I'd used before. She writhed under me, desperate for more.

I relinquished her tit and slid my hand up to her neck. I clasped firmly, enough to feel threatening without being painful or cutting off her breath. Julie's eyes widened - first in fear, then after another thrust of my cock in lust.
 
My tummy visibly fell as he pulled himself back and I could see his glistening length, its veins subtly pulsing. Then with a gnash of her teeth that made my breath jump, Felicia animatedly grabbed her boyfriend's ass once more, slapping it harshly as a command to stab me again. Aaron rammed back in and I watched my belly rise up as his cock stuffed me. He stayed in for a while before the process ultimately repeated. The random intervals between the thrusts became a guessing game as to how long they would last before he would withdraw, deflating my tummy, and would pause again in agonizing preparation for the next heavy piling of my slick twat. Although the impact was softened by some cloudy feeling in my loins, Aaron's sharp descent itself was pleasurable enough to elicit a soft sigh from my lips before the hammering jolt buckled my body and my handlers struggled to hold me firmly in place. Then Felicia would taunt me with yet more baited breath as she poised in wait before she would give her authoritative signal - a sharp growl timed with a harsh slap of his behind - and Aaron would plunge in again with a rutting grunt and bulge my belly like the rubber that my body had somehow become causing the stadium to cheer their approval.

Meanwhile, Steve had sensuously slid one of his hands down my arm to circle and grope my right breast and Jared seemingly took the cue to caress my neck. When his touch became a grip, Beth gave my hair another smoothing as she beamed assuredly down into my eyes that all was still well. I wasn't so sure. Any sense of security felt false to me.
 
I'd never felt so utterly empowered over a woman before as I did now, with Julie tied up spread-eagle, my cock impaling her, and my hand wrapped around her neck. She'd surrendered all control to me. I could give her pain or pleasure, release or tension, ecstasy or terror. I could choke the life out of her, or make her afraid I'd consider it.

My wife had never been so trusting. Was that why we'd failed to truly connect? I needed a woman to give me everything?

I liked my hand around her neck, so much so that I removed my other hand from her chest and added it to her throat. Given my position over her, I had to use those hands around her neck to support a fair bit of my weight. I wasn't choking off her breath, but it might have freaked her out had she been conscious. In my mind, I found that glint of fear in her eye delicious. It fed the beast I'd buried deep within me...

In and out, I kept up the slow and steady pounding of the young woman's cunt.

"You think I might choke you, don't you?" I said in a low growl. "You like being afraid. You're fuckin' getting off on it, aren't you?"

I squeezed just a bit harder as I leaned in closer to her face. "You're not nearly afraid enough. I'm capable of very, very bad things."

Wasn't that the truth? Things before tonight I'd have never thought possible. What evil had possessed me? Where would this madness end? Did I even want it to?
 
The intervals were for the most part quicker but remained random. Aaron was still guided to pummel my pussy to the sinister pacing dictated by his vindictive and wildly jealous girlfriend. Still, she didn't seem to have the means to stop him from fucking me. He was determined and so she had relented to this level of control.

The cheers of the crowd were more intense despite sounding muffled and quieter to my ears. They were really into watching Aaron impale me to bulge my torso with his knob and shaft. I could see it too, up on the big screen high above as it now circled slowly about the upper rim of the stadium in the opposite direction of the stars. It was a full broadcast cutting from an overhead view of me to an angle showing Felicia's talons digging into Aaron's undulating ass to a closeup of two rabbits nibbling at the grass. I had no idea what was so important about the rabbits that would warrant them being in the show.

Then I realized that my fingers and toes were feeling numb. In fact, a general fuzziness was coming over me. It was actually rather serene. Beth kissed me softly on the forehead and smiled at me, her eyes wet. I knew that her tears were for me but I couldn't tell if they were from honest joy or from some sense of forlorn. In any case, she seemed to know what was in store for me while her hands covered my throat and pulled snugly down.
 
I gave in to my dark impulses, succumbed to my lust. I was flush with power, control, utter domination. Hands still around Julie's neck, I fucked her hard. I fucked her angry. She was the unfortunate vessel into which I poured all my hurt and anger and frustration. I was the predator, the hunter, lost in bloodlust as I devoured my prey.

In and out, relentlessly.

"You still want this?" I growled. Julie's eyes widened in genuine fear, but she still gave me the slightest of nods. What strange fate had brought us together? Two tortured needs that could relieve one another.

I could feel my climax building. Harder and faster, I pounded. My fingers tightened around her throat, still somehow holding back just enough to keep from leaving a mark (I hoped).

There, at the very brink, I knew I should pull out. I had no way of knowing if she was on any sort of birth control. I should, but I didn't. Only one thing mattered as my world narrowed to my climax, and that was seeding this young woman. That was the only place I could cum.

My world exploded. Throbbing, pulsing, fireworks and darkness.

After holding still for some unmeasurable length of time, my vision began to return. I removed my hands from her throat and gazed down at her flush skin and angelic face. So sweet, so pure; an indictment against everything I was in this, my darkest of moments.
 
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