All the other boys...

All the other boys... All the other boys...

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


How are you supposed to feel?


How are you supposed to feel?


Submitted: August 03, 2012

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Submitted: August 03, 2012



"Can you promise me?"

"Yes, Mistress."?"

"it's bitch, remember?"

He nods as I push myself onto his body, my God do I like to punish these fools.

I've been like this all my life, I don't know why.Or do I?

"Now Fuck face, you going to just stare up at me, or show me a fucking good time?"

He shifts nervously, before smiling at me and a growl emerges from his soft, supple lips.

He grabs me, turning me on to my back, throwing himself on top of me.

"How's this bitch." I look up at him, I can't decide am I crazily turned on he took control or just shocked he's a man and he's listening?

He smirks at me, and I know there's something about him, like he understands why I do this? No - that's impossible!

He grabs my hands raising them above my head, he plant a soft kiss upon my lips before biting,  then he let's go.

Suddenly, my face is red,  my body hot,  my pussy wet.

He just slapped me, that kinky bastard! It wasn't hard, it was kinda pleasurable.

He sees the fire in my eyes, he grabs my hair gripping it tight.

"Now, bitch, time for some real fun."

"Real fun?" he intrigues me, more than I thought he would, I mean he's kinda plain looking to be honest.

"Oh, yeah bitch," he smacks me again, I want him now. Jesus, seriously? What the fuck brain! 

He grabs me, thrusting into me deep, I moan loudly over and over, and just as I'm about to climax, he slaps me across my face, HARD!

 Oh my god, it's amazing, the best orgasm I've ever had, and I've had a lot!

He smirks at me, his cheeky grin and the twinkling in his eyes, maybe he realizes what he's just done.

He pounds into me more and more, and his expression changes, his face reddening, he's close.

I smirk up at his face, oh yeah Mister, two can play that game.

I push him up and pull us apart, his face falls before he grabs my arm pulling me back on to the bed.

"Bitch!" he says smiling, "Fool?" I ask.

"I gave you the best orgasm, you've ever had, so can I at least know your name?"

I shake my head. "How many of us men have you had ey bitch?"

I giggle, "Men  just the one, and yes all the other boys... never managed to make me moan genuinely."

"So which one am I?"  I roam around the hotel room, grabbing his clothes and throwing them at him, before getting myself dressed again.

"Well...?" I leave him hanging.

"You can leave now, man." I say smiling at him.

I open the door, shoving him outside.

"Thankyou for the orgasm," He smiles, his face look sad.

"what's wrong?" I ask him, shocked at my own concern projected.

"My name is Jake, what's yours?"

"NO!" I shout at him, angry. "I never use first names with the ... others."

"All the other boys?" he asksI nod,

"Good Job I'm a man then." he smiles, I find myself giggling.

"My name is..." I find myself stuttering, as though I've forgotten my own name "Millie."

"Well, Millie, that's a beautiful name for a beautiful young lady. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." I whisper, as he kisses me on the cheek.

I close the hotel room as the tears fall.

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