She knew from the moment she walked
passed him that he wanted her. The way his eyes stared with such
burning desire and lust, awakened something deep inside of her
that she had never experienced before. Jasmine tried to do
everything that she could to keep her composure, for she did not
want him to know about the sudden rush of excitement which
sparked inside her. At least, not right away that was. It seemed
odd to her that she would feel this way toward a man who she did
not even know. Yes, Jasmine had men stare at her lustfully, even
try to pick her up. But most of the time, she would deny their
advances, because of her relationship with her boyfriend, Ross.
But there had already been times she had been unfaithful to him,
never mentioning it, for he did not need to know. All because of
the fact she felt ignored by him for the desire and need she
craved from him. And it always seemed to be with an older man who
she would have such a sorted affair with. The oldest one was
months ago, a man who had been fifty and aroused her enough she
gave herself to him in the back seat of her car in the dark
parking lot of a liquor store. Something which Jasmine had not
expected, but was not at all disappointed or ashamed of later.
After all, she could not blame these men for desiring her so
much. She was a young and gorgeous woman, with a sultry body and
over generously sized bosom, that made her the object every man's
desire. And because of it, she played their games of seduction,
wearing dressed which the cleavage was revealing, hems short and
hugged every sultry curve of her frame. And she was willing to
use all that she had, in order to make the men give her what she
wanted. No matter how far she would have to go.
And now there was this new man who
crossed her path and caught her interest suddenly. He was tall,
with slightly gray black hair, and dressed in an expensive suit.
When their eyes first met, he just gave her a smile without
saying a word. Then slowly turned to continue the conversation
which he had been engaged in with his companion. That was the one
thing which she had found odd and made her want to tempt him even
more. Was he not interested in her? She was wearing a provocative
short red dress that hugged her every curve and cleavage
revealing the tanned skin of her breasts, enough to get any man's
attention in the art gallery. She had no idea why, but she longed
for this stranger's attention, to be wanted by her, like so many
other men have done in the past. Ever since she had started at
the ARC gallery, she had many men already make advanced on her.
Seeing her as a prize to obtain for their own personal
satisfaction. And she never really thought anything about it, for
it thrilled her. To have such attention from strangers, even
though it was lustful.
When she reached the far wall, she
stood there staring at the paintings on the wall, wishing it was
her artwork that was being displayed. But as an artist, she was
not successful, yet as a lover to the men she chose she was.
Walking away from her dream was a chose which she had made and
there was nothing that she could do to change it. None of that
really mattered to her now, only the sudden longing she had for
the stranger. To feel his arms around her, his body pressed
against hers and let herself become the vessel which he longer to
fill. To make her feel the lustful desire which burned inside him
and let her feel needed by him.
"Beautiful...isn't it?" a man's voice
said coming from behind her.
"Yes it is. Amazing what an artist
can create. Are you an admirer of the artist?" she said without
even turning to face the stranger.
"I admire all beautiful things. That
is why I noticed you." he replied.
Jasmine knew it was just a line to
impress her, a more sophisticate one than the others she had
heard before, but still a line. It did not matter though for she
wanted him, wanted him even though she did not even know his
name. Or anything else about him at that moment. The rush of her
lustful desires overcame her and drowned her mind from logical
thought. She turned to him, eager to see him standing next to
her. To see those dark eyes staring at her with the same glare
within them. And when Jasmine did, she was not disappointed from
it. He stood next to her, smiling slightly as those dark eyes
burned with the same lustful desire she had seen
"So what do I owe the pleasure of
meeting you?" she asked, thinking that she was sounding
"Maybe you will see, if we can find a
way to be alone." he replied as his eyes stayed focused on
"Well, I know I can make that
happen?" she said as she motioned him to follow
In a way she could not believe that
she was being so forward with this stranger, yet the lustful
arousal within her burned like an inferno in her. She knew she
had to have this man and not knowing anything about him made it
even more exciting for her. Jasmine led him to the back store
room, making sure that no one seen them. Figuring no one would
miss her for a while if she were to disappear for a moment.
Inside the store room, she stood against the wall as her eyes
stared at him so seductively.
"Interesting place for you to chose."
he said as moved closer to her.
His body pressed up against hers,
lightly pinning her to the wall as her hands rested on her chest.
It was obvious that she was not making any attempt to push him
off. Giving him the signal that this was what she wanted. and
from the look in his eye, he was determined to give her
everything that she assumed would happen.
"What do you want to do to me?" she
whispered and then hesitated for a moment. "You can do anything
you want....I am yours...if you want me."
Jasmine knew from her experiences
with many older men before that he would take her up on that
offer. Making her feel their true passion and lustful desires
that burned deep within their soul for her. She was not sure if
it was because she was intoxicated or just needed the attention
from a man, that made her do this. Nevertheless, she was
willingly wanting to give herself to him, ready for whatever he
would do to her.
"Are you sure about that? An offer
like that can not be taken back once it is excepted." he said in
a elegant voice.
"Try me." she replied, practically
His hand reached under the hem of her
dress, fingers running up her inner thigh, as her body shivered
in sweet ecstasy. Jasmine knew there was the chance of someone
walking in on them, but she did not care. She was driven within
the ecstasy of the moment, wanting nothing more than to embrace
the stranger's passion. The attention which she had not been able
to receive from anyone else. His fingers touched the silken
fabric of the thong which she wore, as she let out a soft moan.
Feeling him stroke her sex through the fabric of her thong and
then grabbed it and ripped it off of her body. Her moans grew
louder, excited over the rough way he was treating her. Always
wanting to let herself be submissive to any man.
"Oh my God...Yes...You are so
forceful." she moaned as she felt his fingers shove inside her
His fingers thrusting deep into her
sex, with such force her back was slammed against the was. The
combination of pain and pleasure surged through body, her legs
spread wider inviting him to continue on with his invasion into
her sex. How she wished it was his manhood that was thrusting
inside her, filling her throbbing and eager sex. She wished that
she could be naked for him right now...to give him her body to do
with whatever he wanted to with her. Oh yes, this was such a rush
of pleasure, more than she had expected at the moment. Within
minutes, her climax flowed through her body, making her weak and
shivering. The sweet surprise of this made her want him even
more...wanted him to do so much more to her.
"Oh that was amazing." she moaned
"That is just the start of this night
for you. You are going to know what it is like to my sex object.
You are mine tonight to do with what I want with
Jasmine she knew she was a sex object
and was willing to let this stranger do whatever he wanted to
her. Eager to find out what waited for her with this