Violate Me (Part One)

Violate Me (Part One)

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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I want you to Violate me....

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I want you to Violate me....

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Submitted: December 26, 2011

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Submitted: December 26, 2011

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Violate me

I smelled your cologne before I saw you. A sweet blend of dark chocolate, and your natural musk. I turned my head, and just as I did, you smacked your hand to my lips in a gesture to be quiet and obey. I would obey, only because I've been thinking about this between us for months now, having dreams about it constantly.

Although there is a party going on downstairs, that dark look in your hazel eyes spoke volumes. You didn't care what was happening, you just wanted me all to yourself. Using your left hand, you turned the knob of the door beside us, and opened it. With a small peek, you looked inside and our eyes met once again. Backwards, you brought me with you as you walked into the enclosed space, while one of your  hands remains on my lips, and the other is cradling my head.

I'm pulled into that tiny space with you, enveloped in the dark trap as the door closes. The air is so hot, it produces sweat on my brow. Your hands drop from my head, and you suddenly stand eerily still. I can't make out even the outline of your body. Yet I could hear the deepness of your breathing. So uneven, just like mine.

My body is ready for this, ready for you. I can't possibly be the only person who feels this way. Call me naive for craving to share a private space with an older man I barely know. I know I'm old enough to make this decision for myself. I feel the thick sexual tension hanging in the air as I sense you walk up to me. I'm pressed to the wall, your body crushing into mine.

My breathing deepens when I feel your hands sliding up my legs, pulling up my dress. I'm thankful for the overbearing darkness so you can't see my innocent white cotton panties. Your hand moves between my legs to feel the dampness of my underwear. No, it didn't take long, or hardly anything to get me excited for you. Just the thought of having you to myself and the other way around, was enough for me.

I feel your breath tickling my neck, and my other senses. It was stupid to close my eyes in the dark, yet I did. Suddenly, I hear a movement, and you're on your knees. My panties are coming down, exposing the warmth between my legs.

I'm stepping out of them, and you slide a hand back up. A thumb brushes through my wet pubic hair, and between my lips.

I'm not sure if you're pleased, because you refuse to make a sound, but I need to please you. I know I can. I get down on my knees and fumble for the button on your jeans, but you force me back, and hook a hand beneath my knee to pull me on the floor. My knees are parted, and you slither in between, resting your body weight on me as your warm breath hit my face.

I hear the sound of a zipper unfastening and in the next moment, your hot flesh rubs against my wet clit. I hear a hiss slip from your lips. Your pleasure is all I want, and I'm willing to let you use me until you get off, and even after that, I'm willing to be your slut. I know I'm too young to give up my body like this, but I can't help it. I want you more than I could ever put in words although I know you have a wife. Don't respect me like you respect her. Make me feel like your own fuck doll to slide your dick into anytime you want. I want it so bad.

I'm suddenly pulled into your lap and slammed down hard onto you. You rip through my virginity and it's so painful, but still you hold me on your lap. I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to shout, because I never felt anything so agonizing, but you move me up and down on you, leaving me speechless except for tiny whimpers.

It hurts so bad, but I'm desperate to make you cum. I'm desperate to milk your cock. I'm not out searching for my pleasure, I'm here to give you yours. I can tell it feels so good to you by the way you're gripping the back of my neck and panting.

You want to inflict some pain on me, go ahead. Please do it. Take out the frustrations your wife is putting on you. Take your anger out on me because work is stressing you out. I want to take all of your problems away. I never felt anything so deep inside me. I never even imagined this feeling.

The smell of us together is sweet, it's musky, and it makes this moment even more beautiful than it already is. Call me crazy for wanting to be your toy. I didn't care, I needed this. So bad.

My waist is between your hands and you clutch me tight as I'm being pumped up and down on you. I wish I can see the look on your face. I wish I could watch your eyes roll to the back of your head, your pink lips part. I wonder if it feels that good when you're with your wife. I want to know.

You thicken inside of me, and I gasped.  I'm being stretched more. A pained grumble slips out of you and you hold me down onto your dick. I feel that warm gush of heat erupt inside of me, and it slides between us, making us sticky.

Your low grunt is sexy as it vibrates from your chest. I wanted you to have me this way. I wanted you to cum in me and mark your territory inside me. Now you have.

I'm shivering as I'm stuck on something bigger than I can handle, and my face is wet with sweat, mixed with my tears.

You make no move to kiss me, no move to show any affection or praise for me. I have to understand why. You have a wife that you love. However,  I love you, too.

You raise my hips up, sliding me off of your soft cock. I'm pleased that you blew your load inside of me.

You sit me on the floor and I hear you stand up. You fix your pants and although I can't see your face, I'm looking up. What a sight it would be to watch you get dressed. She gets to watch you get dressed all the time. I wonder is she realizes how lucky she is.

A warm hand came to rest against my lips while your other hand cradled the back of my head. I feel that you're in close proximity of me, and you whisper, "Do not tell anyone." Knowing I aways have to obey you in the classroom, it's no different to obey you in a dark closet.

I quietly nod my head, and you remove your hands from me to stand. I hear your footsteps walk to the door. You open it, peek out and glance back at me. I see your handsome face clear now that the light of the hallway is pouring inside of the room. You walk out, and give me one last look before closing the door, trapping me in the dark with our dirty secret.


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