Testing Out the Formula: Take Two (closed for roleplaylifer and myself)

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Testing Out the Formula

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Adam has been considered kind of a nerd most of his life. All through school, even into college he has been into science and chemistry more than human behavior which always puzzled him. Adam likes girls, a lot...but he isn't certain how to talk to them without boring them to bits. All of his friends have girlfriends or lovers and he has always been alone with nothing but his chemistry set and loads and loads of porn.

Since his senior year in high school Adam has been working on a formula, a chemical recipe which could strip a woman of her confidence and some of her reasoning. Something that would leave a girl totally open to being suggestable and dominated easily. Adam wants to turn even the snobbiest bitch into his personal sex slave and after six years of working at it he thinks he finally has made the perfect formula. Now, he just has to get a girl close enough to him to pour it into a drink or food for her to consume. The chemicals literally change a person's brain chemistry to make them total pussycats for up to six months at a time without another re-dose. He could have his own personal whore for months before worrying about having to either re-dose her or give her up. He had set his sights on the local sorority girls on campus. So many of them were absolutely gorgeous and far too snobby to normally give him the time of day. He knew he would enjoy taking one of them out of her element and turning the snobby bitch into his sexual plaything to be used for months.

Adam lives in a basement apartment just a block from campus. The landlady upstairs is mostly deaf and rarely comes out of her apartment except to collect the rent from Adam or to get the mail from the mailbox at three o clock every afternoon. He knew she would never notice if he did anything out of the ordinary in his little apartment, even keeping a prisoner. He knew he could get away with it. Now, just to get a pretty girl close enough to slip her the formula...

Adam. 24, Kind of nerdy scientist type, very intense. No experience with girls but plenty of ideas based on pornography. He is beyond horny and lonely it's made him a little perverted sometimes. -Taken -

I will write for Elise, the sorority girl he turns into his sex slave.
Elise:
Age: 20
Looks like red-head in my sig. Big brown eyes, pale skin, long, red hair. Hairless pussy. She's no virgin but has only been with her highschool sweetheart and no one else.
 
Moving slowly.....I survey the tiny palm sized vial.....pushing my rather unfashionable glasses just a little further up my nose while frowning softly. Had I done it? Is this really what I'd been looking to create?

Glancing around the chem lab one last time, I pocket the tiny vial, hurriedly scooping up my notes, theorems and schematics. It wouldn't do for the professor to find them, not like I expected him to be able to decipher them anyway.

With a soft click, the lab's light's finally turned off, a slow lump hardening in my throat. Now perhaps.....

Having just started at college, already I was fully used to being snubbed, even mocked by the fairer sex. Introverted to the extreme most times while in public, as soon as my feet crossed the threshold of my apartment I was an entirely different person. How I longed to make those cockteasing bitches pay!

And now I'd done it....at least.....so I hoped. Now where the hell was I going to find a girl? Already, a hundred different girls....their petite bodies dancing in the forefront of my fevered brain...teased my every thought. I wonder if everyone else would notice the drug's effects....if there were anything I could do to avoid notice right away. Grinning softly, at least I should have six months to find out.

Stepping out of the lab, I glance in annoyance as the door clicks and locks behind me....a large posting on a nearby campus messageboard. A multitude of colored sheets advertising Spring Break to local fundraisers blare blatantly at anyone who passes by. Its not until my eyes catch on the poster of a stunning redhead that I begin to smile.

Theater.

Audition now, for the upcoming play? Perhaps I should.

Not that I have any chance....I know they'd hate me, I've no acting talent at ALL. But knowing there is a chance to meet aspiring actresses? The cream of the bitch talent on campus? This was as good as getting a cheerleader! With any luck, I just might be able to take advantage of my nerdy appearance......

With a startled scowl, I turn and immediately stride away......it starts in two hours?!.....I'd better get moving.
 
Elise sits in the front row of the auditorium with a pair of her sorority sisters, Jemma and Kristy. The three of them were competing for the role of Juliet in 'Romeo and Juliet'. They had all agreed they wouldn't be pissed about it if any of the other two got the part instead but definitely thought no one else should get it. Most of the people walking into the audition she had never even seen before. What had they done on campus to earn the right to a lead in a play? Elise couldn't stand being oogled by the nerds who all showed up as well, most likely to become stage crew even despite their misled hopes of a better role. Elise decided she wouldn't kiss any 'Romeo' who wasn't popular or cute. Anybody not a jock or a frat boy was a no deal for her so she wanted the part of 'Juliet' but not badly enough to get stuck having to rehearse with someone beneath her.
 
How had I managed the courage to even step inside the auditorium? Perhaps it was my secret agenda, the comfort of knowing that my future stood only to improve greatly if I could only show the balls to move forward. And yet....those same balls threatened to shrivel away to nothingness in the face of so many people......

My feet froze....My mouth losing all moisture as my eyes scanned the crowd. Yeah, of course....there were other losers here, others who failed to climb the social ladder like he struggled with daily. And yet, none like me. They all aspired to use the coming play to jettison themselves into the public limelight, to grasp some small moment of attention. I was simply there for a target....or so I had to remind himself.

And then I saw HER.

It was a freaking poster....an advertisement.....she wasn't supposed to be REAL. And yet, now that I thought hard enough about it, I could almost place a name to her......Elisa something.....one of the popular girls.....a fraternity sister, though he couldn't remember what frat house she belonged to. I had only gotten the chance to glimpse her a few times before now, always surrounded by her giggling, pompishly arrogant, thoughly bitchy group of friends.

But for now it seemed her throng had been reduced to only three. Two exquisite females with her....each seemingly well aware of their sex appeal.....one even turning a look of disdain my way as she caught me staring. Giving a wicked grin, she directed the attention of the other two lovelies myway. I could feel myself blush uncontrollably as they all started laughing....my auburn haired goddess loudly proclaiming there is NO way I'm going to be in anything but stage set up.

My hands seize upon my own rumpled shirt....closing and releasing reflexively as I can't seem to tear my gaze away from her....long moments pass and I'm jostled repeatedly as people try to push past me. How can I take advantage of a situation I can barely move in?

The stage director begins to loudly address several of the geekier crowd, already directing them as to how to do set up. Moving in the large stocky man's direction, he turns to scowl at my interruption as I clear my throat.

Looking me up and down, the burly man does an admirable job trying not to laugh....taking in my stick thin frame.....my stained, rumpled shirt, and my too starched jeans.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Swallowing hard, it's all I can do to open my mouth in response.

"Listen kid. With arms like those, you're not even going to be able to work backstage. But if you really want to help out, I got something for you."

Nodding his bear of a head in the direction of a large cooler, he turns back to me with a grin.

"I'm going to be busy with auditions. I want you to make sure that everyone who wants a drink, has one. There's plenty of water, and soda in that cooler. I want my actors and actresses happy, do you understand?"

Nodding weakly, I slowly shuffle away......is this the opportunity I've been looking for?

I swallow hard, knowing full well what will await me if I don't serve the popular kids first.....how I long to be the one being served......

Wincing....knowing I'm in for abuse.....I move forward to you and your friends.....barely able to meet your eyes.

"Can...can I get you...ladies something to drink? I'm...running....refreshments to everyone...."
 
Elise and Karen openly laugh at the boy as he stands there looking so gawky. Jemma, used to giving orders as her family is quite rich, simply admires her own nails as she responds, "I'd like a diet cola with ice. If you have no ice I'd rather have water, then."

Karen shakes her head as he looks at her to see if she wants a drink as well. She points to her water bottle. "Nope. I'm covered."

Elise finally finishes giggling enough to shrug and say, "Just give me something cold, little man....oh and try not to...touch anything while you do it. You smell like you haven't showered in weeks." she smiled at her additional comment which made her friends burst into more laughter and appeared to put the geek properly in his place as he shuffled away to fetch them their drinks.
 
I can't help but wince at their laughter, knowing full well that they think I'm not worth the time of day. Turning away, I feel my face burn slightly with both shame and anger. These are just the type of cunts who'd be begging me for help as they hopelessly flunk out of some class.

But I'm in their world now......

Shuffling awkwardly back to the cooler, I search around for some ice, trying to forget about her comment about my bathing habits and sighing softly in relief as I find a bag tucked away in a seperate such receptacle....pouring bottled water into a plastic cup and setting it aside to tend to the diet cola.

Perhaps I don't have to be....

Glancing over my shoulder, I watch as several students primp and pose before launching into preliminary quotes of script, obviously anxious about the rehearsal. I find myself happy for a change that outside of a science room....I'm rather unnoticable.

Looking back down at the cooler, a smallish plastic container of milk catches my eye. My thin frame tenses up for a second, thin fingers reaching for its chill surface, my mind ablaze with what I'm about to do.

Popping the top off, I pour the third drink for Elise, my hand slipping into my pocket for a fraction of a second. Alone....and very frustrated.....I contemplate the small vial for just a second as if daring to hope.....

Spinning on my heel with an agility not often seen, I make my way back to the ladies....unable to meet their gaze....my eyes instead on the concoction I had just made. Sure.....the gorgeous Elise was confident now.....but perhaps I just might be able to follow through on my dreams. All I needed now was a distraction, and between the boys obviously trying to attract the three lovelies.....and the impending audition.....

I smiled despite myself.....as I presented the trio with their drinks.

For the first time that night, I felt a glimmer of confidence.
 
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The girls took their drinks. Elise was surprised to see milk in her cup but drank anyway...it tasted...odd. She sipped at it and ignored the stares of the boy who gave it to her but finally looked in his direction and said loud enough for all to hear, "My milk tastes funky. I bet the loser over there sweated into the cup or something." she said, before crumpling up the empty cup inher hand and tossing it at his head, "I said not to touch it!" she hissed at him...but then, as she got almost close enough to brush past him as she had planned to do she instead got dizzy and fell down. This made a bunch of her friends laugh even harder. Elise felt self-conscious as they all laughed at her...did they all secretly hate her, she wondered. She looked up at the guy standing there who had given her a drink and said softly, "Sorry." She didn't know why but she suddenly felt bad for making fun of him and wondered if he liked her. She felt confused, like everyone hated her and the only person she could trust was him.
 
"My milk tastes funky. I bet the loser over there sweated into the cup or something." she said, before crumpling up the empty cup in her hand and tossing it at my head, "I said not to touch it!"

As she strode toward me, I could feel myself freezing in place. Would she hit me too? Did she suspect? I could almost smell her perfumed hair as she drew close.

Then all of a sudden Elise paused, wobbling unsteadily and looking very confused, before falling to the floor with a soft crash....her own friends looking at her and laughing.

If I was surprised at all by the redhead's sudden collapse, it turned into all out shock as she lifted her head up....frowning softly as she realized that everyone was laughing at her.....and promptly APOLOGIZED TO ME.

Is this for real?

Somehow, I brought myself to move again.....perhaps it was the memory of being the one on the ground, laughed at time and time again. Reaching down, I dared to grasp one wrist....another hand sliding easily behind her back to steady Elise as I helped her rise again. Her own friends snickered nastily, fully expecting some massive explosion when their friend finally regained her senses and realized who was touching her.

Yet this time, I suspected it would be different. For now, I could only hide my devilish grin and wonder if their friend would ever be the same again.
 
"Thank you." Elise said humbly before turning and glaring over her shoulder at the people laughing at her...within seconds the laughter wilted and the faces of those people looked confused, almost betrayed. Elise had no patience for their stupidity. She turned her attention back to the gentleman who had helped her up. "My name's Elise." she said in a soft voice. "What's your name?" she asked, honestly curious to know more about this stranger.

She felt clausterophobic all of a sudden and very uncomfortable in this auditorium. "I need to get out of here." she said in a whisper, to no one in particular.
 
I watched with a strange sense of awe.....and pride......as Elise turned, levelling a fierce scowl on the crowd around her. More than one jaw dropped at the sight, her friends included, not well being used to the receiving end of the beautiful girl's ire.

If she remained angry at all, it vanished immediately as she turned back to me though.....

"My name's Elise." she said in a soft voice. "What's your name?"

My mouth went instantly dry.....though I think it was more from the knowing that we had an audience than anything else....

"A-Adam.....Adam Bidleman," I managed to blurt out, knowing that the rest of the crowd would probably laugh again, but strangely.....hearing nothing. I couldn't help but pull her a little closer to me as she regained her footing, the scent of her perfume like ambrosia to me....exciting my senses almost as much as the feel of her firm body drawing closer to mine.

"I need to get out of here." she said in a whisper.

I nodded then....swallowing hard, knowing that there would be quite a bit of talking done tonight even as I looked around briefly at the collection of stunned faces surrounding me. Turning slowly, I nudged the now docile Elise toward the auditorium door....my grin thorougly concealed from the crowd, the rumors already starting to hum around our departure.....

"Come on, Elise.....I'll take you somewhere quiet."

My mind raced....I had never really had a date before....though this was quite different from a normal date, and I knew it. Perhaps I should take her somewhere secluded at first....to test my suspicions.

Walking down long corridors, I begin to breath easier as the auditorium fades away into the distance behind us....instead beginning to focus on the lovely woman beside me.

"There you are, Elise.....I hope you're feeling better."

My concern is only partially geniune, hoping and praying that there would be no ill side effects to the drug I had mixed into her food other than the ones I had obviously intended.

"I'm glad you decided to leave with me....that place was getting to be a little crowded," I chuckled softly.

For some reason, I no longer felt the nervousness I had before, feeling something much darker and sinister instead as I thought briefly back to all the times this same girl had gone out of her way to humiliate me....
 
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Elise was glad to be away from the others. It was quieter out in the halls and she wanted nothing more than to get away from all people, except this intriquing man...him, she wanted to be closer to. "I do feel better. I think they all hate me. I can't trust anyone but you, it seems." she said in a tone that almost forced the words out before she had proper time to analyze them. "Can I stay with you for a while? I wouldn't be bothering you, would I?" she asked, feeling so unsure.
 
"Can I stay with you for a while? I wouldn't be bothering you, would I?"

So timid and demure.....so unlike the real Elise.....the potion HAD to have worked. I gave the stunning redhead a soft smile, even as I dared to reach upward to stroke your cheek softly....admiring your smooth skin. Any other man would have agreed in a heartbeat just to keep you close....

"I have no problem with you staying with me, Elise. As long as you earn your keep while doing so."

Had I actually SAID THAT? For a moment, I tense up, wondering if I had actually gone too far. But no.....I had to have confidence.....that potion had been my finest work. How far COULD I go? There was one way to find out....

"You're a curious girl, Elise....you know your boyfriend isn't going to approve of you staying with me. Not that I mind of course, I'd like to be so much more than a boyfriend to you."

Stepping away from you for just a second.....I take a second to boldly appraise you, letting you feel my gaze as it slides smoothly across your body, admiring all the little things you've done to make yourself look extra sexy.

"You certainly love attention, don't you? You definately have mine, but if I'm going to have to contend with that jackass of a boyfriend, you're going to have to prove to me that you're serious. Why don't you come over here and kiss me like you're trying to make him jealous?"

This is it.....the final test.....there is NO WAY the real Elise would do this.....
 
Elise wanted him to like her so much. How could she make him understand nobody made her feel the way he did? She kissed him with fervor to show him her seriousness. After a few moments of serious making out with the stranger she'd just gotten to know she pulled back to get a breath of air and answered, "I don't have a boyfriend, not anymore. We broke up a few months ago...I can be all yours...if you want me to."
 
Electricity danced across my body as she sauntered towards me, a need to prove something in her eyes....her lips descending with an almost frantic desire.....

I had a hard time keeping up, my own inexperience doing nothing to numb the sensations Elise was causing though.....fingertips raising gently as she forced her lips to mine almost desperately.....gently brushing the underside of one firm looking breast through the sheer fabric of her top.....moaning softly as she pulled away, alarmed for a second I had gone too far.

"I don't have a boyfriend, not anymore. We broke up a few months ago...I can be all yours...if you want me to."

For the first time that night, I felt the true sweet taste of triumph, lingering like the tangy taste of tongue that had been entwined with mine just seconds ago. Not taking Elise right there may have been the hardest thing I'd ever done, but could doing such a thing possibly be enough to make up for all of the things she'd said.....that she'd done in the name of her own popularity?

"From now on, Elise....you are all mine."

While the sentance sent a close personal thrill through my body, I kept my voice flat and devoid of emotion for the time being.

"Let's go home....and we'll take MY car."

Though some part of me wanted to take your fancy Porsche....to be seen driving it with you in tow.....another part of me found it even better that you be seen lowering your impossibly high standards to ride with me in my rusted out Chevette that I had only barely been able to pay for.

"I can't wait to get you home."
 
Elise grinned, so happy that he wanted her enough to take her home. "I won't dissappoint you, Adam/Trevor, I promise. You won't regret it.Thank you." she said with gratefulness as she climbed into his car, anxious to see where he lived and make him see how much she wanted him to want her.
 
"I won't disappoint you, Adam, I promise. You won't regret it.Thank you."

She seemed eager....almost giddy....to be piling into his old jalopy of a car. She hadn't even taken a second to check and see if anyone had noticed. I grinned as I threw my piece of crap car into gear and drove off, more than one set of eyes following the two of us.

Winding my way through the labyrinthine streets was simple enough, doing so while fighting off the temptation to take my eyes off the road and stare at my lovely subserviant passenger was another thing entirely. Multiple times I caught my eyes caressing what little well toned flesh her outfit concealed, admiring her obviously feminine curves and allowing myself the thrill of knowing my plan....my dream....had WORKED!

Pulling into a dingy driveway, I got out of the car....slamming my door shut....not bothering to walk around and open hers for her. That would have been something Elise might have had done for her in the past.....she was about to experience a whole new side of life.

Still....admirably.....my new "houseguest" didn't even seem to flinch at the clutter....or just how tiny the apartment was. Books and scientific notes were scattered everywhere, an overtaxed computer station tucked away in one corner.

"I apologize for the mess, hun.....I'm sure you'll learn to like it here."

With a sweep of my hand I let her step past me and into my abode.....my hand descending quickly to run smoothly across the small of her back.....giving her firm bottom a rough squeeze.

Several long minutes passed, as I let her survey her surroundings.....taking her from room to cluttered room. Only my bedroom seemed free of the disaster area that was the rest of my apartment. I just couldn't stand to sleep knowing something was likely to fall on me every time I turned over.

Plopping down on the plush mattress, I grinned up at her.....for some reason able to shelf my shyness with ease now. Perhaps it was because I knew the potion had been working wonders so far? By my estimate, it would be six months yet before Elise regained control of her normal mental state......if I didn't decide to redose her and keep her for myself.

"I know its not what you're used to, but its home now. Care to sit down?"

I couldn't help but grin as I patted the mattress right next to me.....dirty thoughts already filling my head.....drunk with the sudden rush of power I had over this sexy girl......
 
Elise didn't think the apartment was good enough for a stellar man like Adam but she kept that opinion to herself lest she anger him or hurt his feelings. After all, he was the only person she felt she could trust in the whole world, she didn't want to lose him by acting like a stuck up snob. Besides, it might endear her to him more if she cleaned it up for him later and then it would be easier for her to live in as well. His room was more neat than the rest of the house. She was pleased at this. A place they could be aloone and in private and it was not making her as nervous as the rest of the apartment.

She sat down beside him. Her jean skirt rode up a little bit as she did so and she didn't mind Adam checking out her shapely legs. "I'm glad you took me home with you, Adam." she said.
 
If Elise had disapproved in any way of his living conditions as I showed her from room to room, she had done an admirable job of keeping it hidden. It was strange however, that she seemed to noticably relax as I ended my little tour with a showing ofmy bedroom.

My breath caught a little as she moved to sit down next to me, her jean skirt hiking up slightly, drawing my attention shamelessly to her long legs, tapering deliciously downward....

"I'm glad you took me home with you, Adam."

For long moments, I almost didn't know what to say. Here was a girl, that I earlier today I wanted nothing more than to make my whore, and then flaunt that fact in the face of the entire school. Yet now....seeing her in a light of vulnerability....

But she'll be back to her bitchy self in six months if I let her.....

Shaking my head slowly, I turn to give you a soft smile.

"I'm glad you're happy, Elise. I think you're going to fit in just fine here. I'm so glad to have you as my girlfriend"

My smile wavering slightly....just for a split second.....I reach forward to place a warm hand on one smoothly toned thigh.....teasing the soft skin with my fingertips.....
 
Elise simply watched as his hand moved up her smooth thigh, reaching under her skirt slightly, as if testing her. She would not stop him. She would never tell him 'no'. "Adam, I'll do anything to make you happy, anything you want." she promised, looking deep into his eyes.
 
I shivered slightly as Elise turned to look deep into my eyes.....my fingers teasing the hem of her skirt as if testing my own resolve.....

"Adam, I'll do anything to make you happy, anything you want.", she promised.

The possibilities were endless! She was actually here, on my bed, willing to do anything for me!

With a hard swallow....my hand moved up just a little further....a single fingertip extending....running across the smooth silk of Elise's panties....

"I know you will, Elise.....I know.....and there is a lot you can do for me here....."

I leaned in....kissing her neck softly....using my free hand to brush her flowing auburn locks aside....enjoying her scent as I gently began a trail of fiery kisses upward until our lips met again.....

"You're so hot, Elise...."

My exploring fingers grew more daring as the kiss deepened....pushing firmly against the thin veil of her panties....teasing her sex even as I found myself confronted with a pussy for the first time....

Moaning just a little...I pulled away....the sight and scent of my new thrall far too much for me to handle and consider any form of restraint. The spark of lust I had kept hidden for so long, now rekindled in my eyes....

"Take your clothes off for me, Elise.....slowly.....you know I'm watching you. Show me what that attention means to you."
 
Elise rose to stand before Adam. She relished his eyes devouring her as she slowly unbuttoned her top, then pulled off the thin camisol beneath to reveal her lacy black bra, she then unbuttoned her jean skirt and let it fall to the floor. She stood and turned for him, in her bra and panties. Elise then unstrapped her bra and unbuckled it to let it also fall to the floor, her moist panties were all that was left as she stood there, black fabric against stark white, creamy flesh...and she took Adam's hands in hers and put them on her hips, willing him to help her pull the last item off.
 
Swallowing hard, I watched as Elise arose with no complaint at all....thin fingers slowly working the buttons on her tight fitting top.....holding my gaze with a sultry, yet mischievous smile as she peeled the fabric away from her nymphlike body. My eyes widened slightly at the sight of the camisole....so sheer I had been unaware of its presence.....

I could feel her show beginning to affect me.....much stronger than any simple ogling could have done, I certainly hadn't been affected like this while eyeing Elise up in my car!

My cock pulsed inside my khaki jeans as I watched my soon to be lover reach for the silken fabric, pulling it easily over her head, but slowly enough to make the revealing of her lacy black bra a truly inspiring experience. Her breasts were just as I had imagined them.....just as I had hoped for when I had so lewdly copped a feel earlier. Firm, perky mounds of flesh that only accentuated her femininity....I could only stare in awe.

Reaching for the zipper of her skirt, I could scarcely believe my good fortune as seconds later the room filled with the unmistakable sound of the zipper descending....a matching pair of panties appearing before my all too eager eyes as Elise's well toned legs gave the discarded skirt a playful kick.

Locking eyes with me, she wanted....needed....to hold my attention. Reaching back, I almost breathed a sigh of relief as her fingers found the clasp of her bra.....unhooking in seconds something which I would most certainly have been stymied by.....

I couldn't help but reward her with a low, throaty moan of pure lusty want.....as Elise slowly peeled the cups of the bra away, letting her beautifully sculpted breasts finally stand free from her body.....

"Don't ever wear one again....," I could hear myself whispering. "It so does not do you justice."

I wasn't sure if she heard me or not at first.....turning to me instead and taking me completely by surprise, as she leaned forward to grasp me by my hands....pulling me insistantly towards her heavenly body as she placed them on the elastic band of her panties.....her last shred of modesty. Silently....her hands closed over mine as our eyes met.

But I had a surprise or two of my own, as I moved with her.....kneeling slowly before her as if to act upon her silent wish.....

If the scent of Elise's perfume had been exciting to me.....the scent of her arousal was intoxicating. Leaning forward, I hoped to catch her by surprise....even as my fingers curled around that last sheer scrap of fabric. Pressing my face against its warm folds, I gave what I knew to be her nexus a soft kiss.....nuzzling the soft fabric against her sex. Of course....I had no idea what I was doing, but having watched more than my share of porn I could only hope I was doing something right.....even as I began my downward tug.......

She had to have known I was pleased, as the black lace fell away....revealing a perfectly smooth pussy.....the first I had ever seen up close. Without thinking, I leaned forward again....planting the first of many warm, moist kisses to come......

The bulge in my own pants was unmistakable.....even as I dared to take this little tryst even further....my tongue slipping tentatively out to taste Elise's nether lips....her taste was sharp.....tangy.....and electric.....I couldn't help but hum my pleasure, having no idea what sensations this might cause her.....

"Good Elise," I moaned almost directly into her moist pussy. "Now let's see how long you can stay standing, hun."

It wasn't long before we were sharing a deep, lusty kiss of another kind......
 
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Elise gasped in surprised pleasure at the embrace and even more at the kiss. And, as he snaked his tongue, almost tentatively, along her slit, and finally spread her folds with his mouth to truly taste her she took a deep breath and let it shiver it's way out.

Johnny, her ex, had never done this to her. He had been solely out for his own pleasure and held the immature notion that eating pussy was wimpy and maybe even gross. He never attempted to try. Yet, she could recall time and time again, her mouth forced full of cock even when she insisted she wasn't int he mood. It was wonderful to Elise to finally have a companion who seemed to understand the needs of a woman and how grateful a woman can be if her needs are met.

It felt so unbelievably wonderful, his soft, wet tongue working magic on her clit and cunt...she couldn't believe her luck. Indeed, he was right. The challenge would be in how long she could control her shaking legs from the orgasm she felt building. "Mmmmmmm-ooohhhh, Adam!" she moaned, her crotch unconsciously grinding against his face as he worked.
 
I felt an almost unexplainable sense of pride, as Elise moaned for the first time, her sexy hips thrusting ever so softy towards me as I dined on her very essence....I almost had to remind myself that she shouldn't be enjoying this TOO much....she was supposed to be serving ME after all.

Still, I couldn't help myself. There was something about the shyness of her movements, the trembling just beginning within those well shaped thighs....something truly sweet about how her eyes widened, her mouth opening in surprise to moan his name. It was almost as if this little tease hadn't felt anyone do this to her before.....

I knew she wasn't a virgin, her ex-boyfriend had been a blowhard, treating her only as a conquest. His boasting had been the cause of many long nights of stroking as I imagine this petite little body being impaled on a cock, whether or not she wanted it.

But I wasn't here to conquer....Elise was already mine, in mind and body. I was here to teach her her new place.

Grinning, I reached up to slide a long, thin finger inside the redhead's dripping moist cunt, giving her no more warning than what she deserved. Almost simultaneously....the hardened ridge of my teeth centered and closed around Elise's swollen, sensitive clit.

Clamping down firmly....I could hear her squeak in surprise and a little pain.....before I began teasing the entrapped nub with my tongue.....feeling her body clamp down on my invading finger even as thrust it roughly up into her.....adding a second finger moments later just to make her squirm.

I loved it. Loved the control I had right now over one of the most popular girls in school. I drank in every little moan, rode every tiny jerking of her hips as her pussy stretched of it its own accord to accommodate my fingers....contracting and slipping away beneath their repeated invasion.....

My tongue was merciless. It was my turn to tease.....she would cum when I LET her, pulling away several times when Elise's breathing seemed to be accelerating to a dangerous pace and grinning at her groans of obvious disappointment. Turning my head, I nipped wickedly at her inner thighs....knowing full well that was not what she wanted. Still....I had issued a challenge.....she had to stay standing beneath my assault.....

Pulling back for a moment, I looked up at her....Elise's hips still thrusting gently as if needing the contact with my face again....with a smile, I looked into her eyes, at the lust I had brought about there.

"What a horny little slut you are...."

For a moment, her face showed a little confusion.....fading as I reached forward with a single finger to trace her slit once more. She believed everyone hated her, it wouldn't do for me to cast myself as part of that crowd.

"But you're my horny little bitch, aren't you?"

Fingers slid inside her again.....my mouth not returning just yet as I content myself with watching her writhe against my touch. My palm cupped her mound as I ground my digits hard into her sopping cunt....rubbing the flat of my hand against her roughly with each retreat....

And then I could restrain myself no longer, eager to return to what I had been doing.....my tongue grazing along her delectable flower.....seeking out her tortured love button, and swiftly making up for any pain I may have caused it.....

Perhaps I did want a conquest of a sort.....perhaps I was simply endulging a wild fantasy.....but Elise WAS going to cum for me.....and I knew she could only hold out so long......
 
Elise was in heaven as Adam licked and sucked her clit, teasing her time and time again, always just as she neared her ever more elusive orgasm. But, finally, he was working hard with both mouth and hand to give her exactly what she wanted.

Her legs trembled mightily beneath her and her hips began to buck wildly against Adam as Elise moaned and gasped her praise of his work...but soon it was all too much and her whole body shook as the orgasm overtook her...her legs nearly buckled and she held onto Adam's head, his hair gripped in her fingers tightly as she rode the rest of it down, cumming hard, fast, and in vast amounts.
 
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