Stories For the Damned

Care Giver 9 (Delted Chapter)

Lady Bela leaned forward and kissed you as she placed down another card.

Though unlike your game yesterday, this distraction would not work.

“Draw 4,” you laughed, pulling away, already knowing what you were about to put down in response to her blue 8. Needless to say you were very good at Uno when your girlfriend wasn’t distracting you with sexual innuendos and soft touches. 

“am crezut ca ma placi," [I thought you liked me]

She pouted, adorably, as she took cards from the pile.

“I do," you smiled, successfully deciphering her words. "But I think I might like winning a bit more.”

“Oh,” she shook her head, feigning defeat. “How ever could I win you back from this cursed game of cards?”

Oh, here we go again. It was probably another sly distraction, the way she moved forward and left her cards to the side, smirking. Her hands reached out and held onto your uniform. A uniform that you had just iron yesterday.

But as she chuckled lowly and guided you onto your back so that she could straddle your hips...

Yeah. It didn’t matter. It was about to get wrinkled anyways.

“I can think of a few ways,” you whispered meeting her gaze, tilting you head to match her lips.

They tasted faintly of the tea she'd been drinking earlier. "Gods..." she mumbled against your lips as your hands slipped under her loose shirt. Caressing the cool skin of her back.

Bela was clearly impatient and it was shown as she pulled away from the kiss, eliciting a whine from you.

But she just smirked in response, resting fully on your hips.

Swiftly, she pulled her shirt over her head revealing her pert breast with hard nipples as she had not been wearing a bra.

"Wow, Bela...I-I-" you smiled and sighed happily.

"Hm," with the shirt discarded, she went and started fiddling with the buttons on your uniform, pulling down the apron part so that she eventually revealed your bra clad cleavage.

Your fingers started edging under her sweat pants and within a few minutes she was fully naked while you kept you uniform on partially, save for your underwear which was on the floor. Probably.

Lady Bela looked in you in the eyes with a look of pure lust and passion as she lifted your leg and positioned herself in the same position you two had been in the last time.

But this time she was on top.

"You like this position," you observed. Not complaining. You too enjoyed it.

She gave a nod and inhaled sharply as she started rocking lightly.

In an instant the low arousal that you'd been stuck with suddenly increased tenfold. The moment she brushed against your clit, something started in you.

"Fuck, Bela..." you whined, hands gripping her hips. Head pushing back into the pillow below you. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

"Yeah?" she whispered, going faster. "That's good?"

"Yes..." You couldn't help but cry out as she used her leverage along with her strength to really make you feel it. The bed creaked lowly and the headboard thumped faintly in a steady rythmic beat.

"Frumoasa. Atat de frumos." [Beautiful. So beautiful.]

"Bela...Bela..."

She nearly laughed but it came out as a light wheeze. "Better than uno?"

It took a moment but you recalled. "Yes, please let me-"

"Cum, baby," she husked going as fast as you needed before shutting her eyes and coming herself.