House On Hundered Hill
Jessica felt her heart in her mouth as she sat silent in rapt fascination, not able to get up and leave, her arse somehow glued to the chair with invisible forces that were now way beyond her control. She was not able to look the handsome man directly in his eyes for fear that he may somehow see into the depths of her soul, or hypnotise her with his deeply truthful words, if he hadn’t already.
She looked down at her leg and drew in a ragged breath as she suddenly realised that his large black hand was placed securely on the inside of her smooth, creamy thigh. She flicked her gaze up to his face and opened her mouth in silent objection.
“I know what you crave Jessica, I’ve seen it so many times before in women far less easy to break.”
Marvin slid his hand a little further along her thigh until it rested just under the hem of her skirt. Jessica looked around, the flush of her pale skin had returned as she checked to see if anyone else was watching.
“Don’t worry,” Marvin assured her “they are all too busy this evening to notice the shy little red head in the corner.”
He smiled deviously as he slid his hand higher up her skirt, his fingers brushing the flimsy material of her soft pink knickers. “Besides, they would only assume that you are under my protection.”
“I don’t understand.” Jessica whispered, finally finding her voice.
“You will, in time,” Marvin responded. “In time my Lady, you will understand everything, but right now Jessica, all you have to do is tell me to stop.”
Marvin grasped his drink with his other hand and took a long slow sip.
“Tell me to stop Jessica, and I will leave you in peace, to finish your….interesting work of fiction, and you will likely never see me again.” He raised his eyebrow, his gaze never leaving her face. Jessica couldn’t move. She was literally paralysed with fear as the firm touch of this total stranger rested dangerously close to the soft flesh of her labia. She screamed at herself to tell him to stop.
Oh God, please don’t stop!
Her anger at herself coursed through her veins as Marvin’s strong hand slid under the elastic of her panties. His fingers lightly brushed the soft neatly trimmed red hairs.
“Tut tut, these will have to go Jessica. They will simply have to go.” He tugged on her pubes and she yelped involuntarily, darting out her small hand in a futile attempt to push him away.
Marvin chuckled. “Tell me to stop Jessica, that’s all you have to do…just utter one simple word.”
He slid his hand away from her dampened lower lips and gently stroked the material of her knickers. She squirmed in her chair and desperately attempted to pull her skirt down.
“But…” she stumbled over her words “but I ─”
“Have a boyfriend?”
“Yes… how did you…?”
“You are a very beautiful and alluring woman,” Marvin softly whispered as his fingers slid back under the elastic, finding her rock hard clit. “It would be criminal for you not to be… taken.” He rubbed the sensitive nub briefly with his thumb as he descended along her slippery lips which were wet with her juices. Suddenly and deeply, he pushed his fingers into her willing cunt.
A soft involuntary moan escaped from Jessica’s mouth as his fingers forcefully slid through her supple folds and caressed the inner walls of her pussy, slowly and purposefully fucking her.
Stop! Oh God, please don’t stop… I’m leaving, right now, just watch me get up from the chair and walk away. Damn you, please don’t stop!
“Do you need it Jessica?” He taunted as he deftly manipulated his touch to slide deeper inside of her. She spread her thighs just a little bit wider and unwillingly began to rock her hips against his exploring hand. “It wouldn’t take much persuasion. If I asked you to drop your knickers for me right now so I could bend you over this table, lift your skirt and slide my cock hard and deep inside of you. You’re thinking about it right now. I bet I wouldn’t have to ask twice, would I? Let her out Jessica, let out the inner slut that is screaming for release.”
Jessica shot him a petrified look and sat bolt upright in her chair.
He laughed. “You will be a pleasure to break, my dear.”