Return of the Bully (closed)

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I lost the remote.

Shit.

This is why I don't like going to public places to write. Unfortunately, my house is being fumigated of pests and it will take a few more hours before I can come back home.

I squirm in my seat feeling the light hum between my legs, trying to ease the vibrations off my clit a little. Taking a deep breath, I continue to write my fourth erotic book. I seriously don't know if I can write these things without being so turned on. Hence, the vibrator. I mean, I have never been with a man before, so all I can really go by are the research I have and...what I feel when I get horny. The rest is all my imagination.

In all honesty, I didn't think I'd be an erotica author, but I got the idea when I was in college, doing my thesis about porn and interviewing porn stars. It was a silly one-off, but an agent saw it and told me to write the rest. And now, strangely, Rob Higgin's 3 erotic novels are on top of every book shelf, selling like hotcakes. So, yes, I, Natalie Clarke, actually wrote them, but I don't want my identity known, and since the books are like high-budget porn movies in print, my publisher and I agree it's better that a man wrote it, especially since it's the first series of erotic books that men actually went for.

"Come on, Nat," I whisper to myself. "You'll find that remote. Just relax." I breathe one more time and continue writing.

If this gig doesn't pay so much, I won't torture myself like this! I mean, this literally made me a millionaire almost overnight.

I shift again and type out the opening scenes of another chapter, licking my lips as the incessant buzz continues to tickle my nether regions.
 
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My name is Jason Kain, I was walking down the rows of tables and chairs when I see a small remote just under one of the chairs. I bent down and picked it up. Examined it and seen a little bunny on the end. "Holly shit! it's a sex vibe remote." I smiled now I just had to find whom it belonged too. I moved around all the women in the place increasing the speed of the vibe.. Watching for the one to respond...
 
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My fingers were flying on the keyboards, and then I feel the vibrator hum faster. I shudder a breath in, unable to hold back a tiny squeak. I can feel my pussy get wetter and hotter and I instinctively press my legs together, making the feeling worse. I close my eyes and try to take a deep breath to relax but...oh, wow...that feels so good... My breathing is getting heavier and I try to hide my face behind my hands, hoping no one notices...

My eyes fly open in realization. Nat! You stupid idiot!

Someone had turned up the remote. Someone found it.

"Shit..." I groan. Face flushed, I look around to try and figure out who has it...And my eyes fall on you. "Double shit..."
 
I Keep walking around but cant seem to see anyone acting differently than before. So I need a better angle to see everyone at once. So I look around and find a corner were I can see better. Turning I face everyone and I move the vibe up one more level.. watching for any sudden jerks...
 
I try my best to hide from your view, but I can't move no matter how much I just want to slip away. And then I yelp, kicking the table involuntarily as I clutch the arm rest. Fuck! I'm so turned on and at the same time, I'm so embarrassed I want to hide. I notice people look at me.

"S-sorry..." I say in a shaky voice. "I-I just made a mistake."

Thankfully, they turn away.

I bite my fist and moan. Who the hell has the remote? I can really feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, my breathing getting deeper and deeper. No...I can't cum here!
 
There you are! I move a little closer to you for I want to her the sounds of your wet pussy. I want to see you squirm as I play with your hot little pussy. I see a chair that is close to your table but facing sideways. That will work as I move over and take a seat. I get confused for a sec for you look familiar to me. But I just cant place you yet... I slow the vibe down letting you relax a little bit ...
 
With my eyes closed, I don't know that you've come nearer, but with your proximity, you hear the wet vibrations that is the cause of my intense pleasure. I'm so close breathing so hard and then...

It slows down. I whimper. My orgasm lost to me. I shiver and shudder clenching and unclenching my fists, trying to calm down.

Whoever has the remote is definitely toying with me. I pray silently that you did not see what happened. No. That you don't see me or notice me ever.

I open my eyes, slowly, my eyelids fluttering as I look at my screen with blurry eyes trying to get focus. I decide that once I've calmed down enough I am going to leave.

"I have to get out of here..." I whisper shutting down the computer.
 
I see you looking around in a mode of panic for not knowing whom controls your pussy. I smile as I remember the sound of your wet pussy squishing around that wonderful vibe.

I see that you are shutting down your computer, this I cant allow for now, I must have your attention again. I Whip it up to a three again, I love these things it has seven levels Wow.. I begin to wonder what seven would do... Maybe send you to the moon!

I lick my lips as this is getting fun..
 
I hiss feeling the vibe crank up one more time, moaning as you assault my already-sensitive pussy again. With the setting up to three you can hear the slight, sloppy vibrations that are causing havoc under me. I squirm trying to ease it away from my clit, but the panties are tight that I can't shift it away.

I close my eyes trying to think of something horrible. Like dead babies. Dead mutilated babies.

"Aaahhhh..." I grip the armrests again. Nope. No dead baby is going to derail my pleasure. But it's not enough. The vibrations are perching me right there on the edge but no further.
 
Ahhh the sweet sounds of a demanding pussy! The sounds of your sloppy pussy gets my cock growing I slowly rub up and down the long shaft as I listen to your sweet music. I begin to think that my cock is sliding up into you making you have these moments of passion.

I swallow hard as I want to be involved more in this play, but I don't know how well I could control you with this device. I wonder if it is like being fingered.. I move the speed down then up down then up as if I was fucking you with my cock..
 
I bury my face in my arms on the table. I can't help but quiver and quake as you play with the controls. My body is begging to cum, but you won't let me, and at the same time I'm grateful that I'm not doing it in public.

Peeking out of the corner of my eye, I see you and I moan a little too loudly before burying my face in back in my arms. I hate you. I've always hated you for picking on my because I was ugly and a dork. And it seems like you don't remember me, sitting there. Of course you don't. I've changed so much after high school.

But I can't deny you still look so hot. I moan again feeling the vibrations get stronger. Picturing you rubbing my hot, wet pussy with your finger instead of the vibe.

No! No! I hate you! I hate you!

Oh, fuck! I need to cum...
 
I see you burying your face in your arms, your body movement reflect upon my moving the speed up and down. You seem to be stuck however I wonder how bad you are stuck. Hmmm what can I do... Well one way to find out... I stand up, My cock showing the hump in my tight shorts.

I walk toward you. Playing with the speed this time going from three to one back to three skipping the two setting I want to see the reaction of your body. And I want to see if I can control you with this being stuck...

I Keep on walking toward you letting you know that I have the control..
 
My mouth hands open in silent moans battling to keep myself silent as the controls wreck havoc on my body. I look up and see you walking toward me with a purpose, an evident bulge and something in your hand.

"No..." I moan. You have it! You fucking have the remote! Part of me wants to cry. After all these years. After all the changes I've made in my life, you're still the bully and I'm still the girl who can't do anything about it.

"Jason, please," my whisper suddenly turns into a yelp when you turn it back up to three. "No. No, please..."My body is so tense and heated my hips can't help but buck under the table.

And that bulge...damn...my wild imagination suddenly pictures you fucking me and I almost cum, but you turn the dial back to one and my body jerks and I moan loudly forgetting that I'm in a cafe with people.
 
I smile when you look at me, then down to my hard cock. I see your hand over your mouth trying not to moan out for there is people here of all ages. Now... Wait ... No way... Is that you? I move up to the table looking down at you. Smiling as if I owned you right now.

Hello Natalie. How have you been? .... I want you to pinch and twist your nipple. I whisper just enough for you to hear me. Thanks I will take a seat. I sit down next to you.

Now play with your tit...
 
My eyes widen as you sit next to me. I try to inch away but there is nowhere else to go between you and the wall to my side. And of all the unlucky times I had. You still remember me.

"Go away." I growl at you, still out of breath. "Give it to me, Jason. Now. I'm not the same dork in high school you used to bully."

I try to be as menacing as I can, but with my body still glowing from arousal, I doubt I'm having any strong effects on you as you look at me with that maddening grin.
 
"Natalie, is that a way to talk to your friends? I have feeling you know." I turn a little toward you. "I agree we had a hard time in high school getting along, but you have change and I have changed. So why the hatred?"

I slowly push up on the vibe. "I told you to do something now if you don't want me to expose you NAT... Then well you might be a little more friendly to me." I reach out and touch your leg.

"Can we be friends now?" I ask sincerely..
 
I bite my lips feeling the vibe go up again. "Fuck you," I hiss.

At the contact of your hand on my thigh, I felt a shock run through my spine. As much as I try to shive you away my baser instinct takes over. "I hate you..." I whisper as my hand goes under my shirt to play with my perky D cups.

"You always do this..." not that I hate the feeling you're giving me now but I don't say that aloud.
 
"Natalie we will get to that later"... I chuckle as I watch you pull away from my hand, but then take my order to play with your tit. Your words of anger seems to push me deeper into the things I want you to do. But for now all is well till I want more.

"See look, Your enjoying this, listen to the music your pussy is playing." I smirk... I put my hand back on your leg and I slide closer to you. Let me see that nipple poking through your clothing.. I reach over and take your free hand and put it on my throbbing cock...
 
I turn away to the wall. I can't believe I'm letting you do this to me! I'm an adult with my own life. Not some kid who runs away and sulks when I get picked on.

I let go of my breast trying to be as steady as I can even with the pressure the vibrations is sending my cunt. "At least not here. Please, Jason." I take shuddering breath, licking my lips as I feel how hard you are under your clothing. "Not in public." I'm one step away from begging you to stop. I need to think a way out of this. At least, you still don't know my other secret. That I write a popular erotica series.

I can't deny I actually like how you're making me feel, but still...I don't want...well, I'm actually too confused about what I want and don't want right now. but I do know that I don't want the smell of my sex in this place. And I'm pretty sure you can smell how aroused I am right now.
 
"Did I tell you to turn away from me? turn back this way now!" I push the vibe to a four to make your body jolt. "We are going to stay right here. Now, I want to se that nipple poking through your clothes." I lower the speed.

my hand rides up your leg a little. "Now stroke my cock through my pants." I add still waiting to see your hard nipple...
 
I bury my face in you chest moaning and quivering. My hand grasps your arm as I suddenly cum just before you lower the speed. I pant still not taking my face away from your broad chest, ashamed of what i've done.

"please, Jason. No more..." I beg you. "please, please...not here. I'll do whatever you want but not here."
 
Feeling your head upon my chest and the grip of you hand upon my arm tells me that you have gotten your release, that took away my ace, but then when you remained leaning upon my chest and telling me you will do whatever I want as long as its not here. I begin to wonder what game your playing now. But I haven't had this much fun in a few years so I decide to take you up on your offer.

"I have a place down the street just over the bank where I work." I put my hand upon your shoulder to help you sturdy yourself. "Come on.. I gently help you to your feet. think you can walk?" I Smirk for knowing what you just went through would test any woman's strength. But I wont tell you that.

"So You will have to tell me why do you wear that if you don't like being in public? I couldn't understand this so I had to ask. I do want to get the new you. You seem so much more like a woman of desires than a nerdy book worm back in school. That is something I am going to find out this very day.." I smile inward as I help you walk back to my place.

I open the door with a kick of my foot and then help you inside. I move you to the sofa and ease you done upon the soft cushion. "Would you like some Ice tea? or a shot of Brandy?" I hit the vibe sending it to level three...
 
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I barely register what's happening. My mind is muddled and thick, still hung over from my orgasm. I mutter a yes, leaning on your strength to hold myself up. My knees are weak weak and wobbly and I can hardly walk, but I manage to gather my things, and slopily dump them into my bag, laptop included.

I can feel the stares and the cat calls following us as we go back to your place. One thing is for certain, I'm never going back to this cafe ever again.

After a few moments of walking, I finally get my bearings and I start questioning the saanity of what I'm doing. What the hell am I doing following you? I could run away. Maybe a few steps. Judging by the way you look, you work out more times than I do. And in my condition, I doubt I can even walk without your help. Maybe I can do something to stall or to convince him to let go of me.

"I-I was just curious," I lie. "I still like my books." I chew on my lips trying to figure out how to get you disinterested. "I'm not any different. Still the same boring girl. Nothing new here."

As I think of something else to say, I'm surprised that we already arrived. My brain must be going through jello to think so slowly. I'm not like this! But I am thankful for the couch. So, so thankful!

A drink? You're offering a drink? There must be something up. "Just wa--AAAAAHHHH!" The scream from my throat comes unbridled as you assault my pussy again. "Jason! Please, stop! Haaaahhhh...No more, please."

I'm really itching to remove the panties, but I can't. If I did, you would see the under my skirt.
 
I turn around and look upon you with a different aspect from our high school years. Back then, I didn’t even know how soft a woman’s lips were but had to conceal that fact by being the school ground bully. But now things has changed for me as well, It’s hard to believe that I’m a security guard at a highly prestigious bank and I’m well liked among my co-workers. Yes, I do have my kinks and this is one of them, I like the power feel that sweeps through me like it did when I was a bully. So even if you think your that dull, boring girl from school, I have already seen your sexual responses and it excites the hell out of me.

“Oh, but there is something new about you. You have a wild side and here is the proof.” I take the vibe to the next level. I slowly move toward you for now we are not in the publics’ eye.

I can feel my cock harden again as I watch you respond to the vibe that is humming a sweet melody to my ears. “You don’t have the public here to detour me. This time.”

I walk up to you and watch how the vibe is working your body. The rising and falling of your chest excites me as it did in the café. I slowly pull my cock out of my shorts and slowly stroke it just inches from your mouth..

I reach down and unbutton a couple of your buttons on your shirt. wanting to see your nice cleavage heaving to the swirling of the vibe..
 
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My back arches as you increase the intensity. Without a crowd watching, I moan loudly, my legs opening wider all on their own giving you a view of my wet crotch. I grab the couch pillow trying to squeeze out some of the tension but it's no use. I'm under your control and there's nothing I can do about it.

My breasts heave as I take quick deep breaths trying to calm myself down in vain. "What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?" my voice quivers, punctuated by a squeal as my body gets hotter and hotter.

My eyes bulge at the sight of your cock in my face. It's the first time I've seen one in real life and...well, if the porn flicks I watch are any indication, you're quite gifted in that area. I can't resist when you unbutton my shirt and my bra easily pops out, hiding two perky tits for you to enjoy.

"Don't..." I whimper, feeling your hot gaze on me. I didn't understand it. Right now, you're bullying me into doing things, but I'm actually enjoying it. I shouldn't. I know I'm not supposed to, but here I am getting hot and wet for you, my soft body yearning the feel of your hard mass. But I should resist! I should!

(sorry here's the photo: http://img06.deviantart.net/7c98/i/2011/315/e/c/__captivation___by_misslaurelle-d4fth5x.jpg)
 
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