The night was a quiet one.Maria walked down the bushy road that led to her little home, her shopping bags heavy and weighing her down. Occasionally, the fantasy objects hit each other and made a subtle bang or clash and it made her nervous.
She rarely masturbated but it seemed the least she could do. She couldn't Even remember for the life of her the last time she had sex. Her job had taken all her time, her personal time included.
She reached for her keys and flung the door open. There was a silent echo.
She looked around, nothing had changed. Why did it all make her so nervous? Sighing, she threw the bag on the couch and went to have a glass of water.
She had filled the glass halfway when she heard footsteps behind her and a deep masculine voice came next, "Hello Maria"
It was the last thing she heard.
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"Hey, calm your arse down Maria, it's just me!"
She looked up, pushing red hair from her face, her blonde roots painfully obvious, "Sam? What the hell are you doing here?"
"I thought we could talk things out babe."
"Dont fucking coo right now. Don't even think about that, it won't work this time."
"I've missed you" he said walking closer.
"Stay the hell back!"
But he wouldn't listen, "I've missed all of you."
"What?"
"Your tits...your arse...your full lips... Your throaty moans, the way you trash your legs all over when I fuck you hard...all of that and you included, I've missed."
"You cunt!"
"Yes and your cunt too. It's the tightest, sweetest cunt I ever fucked. Oh Lawd, I touch myself thinking about you."
A blink, "it's over Sam. It's been three years now."
"Babe, it's been three fucking years of having a hard dick without a cunt to fuck."
"I'm not your little prostitute" she violently grabbed a knife, " Sam, stay back!"
He rose two hands and stood still, "I still love you Maria."
"No you don't. You are in love with my pussy and I'm tired of being used for sex. You get the hell out of my house now or I call the fucking cops!"
"Isn't that what you wanted Maria?"
"Huh?"
He dropped his hands "you going to a sex shop for fantasy objects, the money you spent on pornography? You want it maria and I want to give it to you hard..."
"Are you stalking me?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Yes I am."
"You bastard!"
"You can scream that when you're cumming."
"Sam!" He snatched the knife from her, slitting her wrist in the process. He grabbed her waist and held her tight, the feel of her full breasts engulfing his chest.
"I fucking want you back Maria." he mummured, kissing her neck. A rush of cold air froze her spine and her nipples Peaked as he pinned her to the wall.
"Sam, have you been drinking?"
"You want to know?" He reached her blouse and tore it, sending buttons flying. She could feel his hard cock on her, the warmth moist that was flooding her panties.
"No I don't and...get out of my house now."
"You want me in your depths so bad and you know it."
"No" she moaned as his fingers brushed her hard nipples, the net of her bra making way for its peak.
He leaned forward and placed his firm lips on hers, her knees weak as she crashed into his arms, moaning into his mouth as his tounge brushed hers. She felt air rush and clash with her bare nipples as the sound of ripped lace filled the once quiet room.
She took a deep unsteady breath, "Sam."
He held her tightly, his lips still wrapped around hers, "yeah?"
He pinned her firmer to the wall and went for her peaks, licking them with such intensity, she thought she would faint. She grabbed the hair on his head as she moaned into the silence, her pants flooded with need, lust overpowering her knees.
"Oh Sam!" She cried as he ripped open his jeans and dug her hand into his boxer shorts, she held his erection in her hands "I want you Now!"
He smirked, "really?"
She remembered how huge he was, how he filled her, how he made her moan shamelessly like a cheap whore. She wanted him and she wanted all that hard fucking again.
She did not mind that he was a God forsaken son of a bitch. He was a good sex machine and who needed fake dicks when the real one was a massive meat that could make one have the most intense orgasm?
"Yes" she moaned "take me here."
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Romancewhen artist Maria Yen Kingsley is approached by an anonymous person online and offered a daring deal, she thought little about it. the deal was easy, painting her client nude would be a piece of cake. or so she thought. then meeting day arrives, and...