I've lost all control of myself. I'm sorry i couldn't help it anymore. I've done something truly terrible. I can't take it anymore i have to tell someone. Fuck it ill tell you all but in the form of a story.
I was walking down the street a day or two ago. Dressed in an all black suit. With a red button down and a black tie. I was feeling rather dashing that afternoon. However my mind was flooded with the thoughts of the hot young lady that walked down the street passed me. Her sleek ruby red dress shined bright enough to blind me. Her dirt brown hair glistened in the sunlight as the sun set behind me as i watched her pass. In my watching her the universe seemed to slow to a crawl as the pink sky blended into a beautiful orange of the sunset. I walked to her carefully wishing to not startle her. I tapped her shoulder and asked her name. "Vanessa Romano" she stammered in surprise as I seemed to have startled her. She stepped back guarded from me clutching her purse close a hand hidden inside. I slowly assured her that I mean no danger. I was just a passerby that couldn't help but look on in awe at the woman in front of me. As i explained to her, her face grew reddish in color. However it did not seem to embarrass her. No it seemed to make her more interested in my notice of her. She asked me " what about me in particular stood out to you huh?" But her tone wasn't one of condescending, nor of rudeness. It was more like a teasing intrigue that burrowed its way into my brain. I explained that beyond the beautiful curvy figure that had appeared before me it was more about the way she dressed and held herself. She walked as if everything in the world was hers and she already knew it. I explained how beautiful every part of her was and how it beconed me to talk to her if only for a moment. However in that precious moment when all was said I looked into her eyes. They told me everything I thought I might ever need to hear. How eager every part of her was to hear what I was saying. How every bell went off deep in her brain. Out of pure impulse I rushed to kiss her. She felt as soft as snow. And tasted of a sweet vanilla ice cream cone. At first she fought it. Her hands pushed at my chest and gripped at my shirt desperately. I couldn't help but continue. Every fiber of me needed her in ways I couldn't possibly fathom in that singular moment. Then as if all the fight to control herself had left her as well she dove headlong into my embrace. Her kiss became more desperate and primal. Her mouth opened ever so slightly to taste my breath as I did hers. After what felt like hours of heaven against her lips I took her hand slowly and walked with her. I had no place in mind at first. Anywhere would work for us, but the tension was so thick. Our drives were so high we had already driven off the road and needed someone anyone else to course correct us. However for eachother that drive back to the roads we were taking was long gone. After a while we ended up at a building that she knew all too well. She dragged me up the stairs to a cozy 1 bedroom apartment and locked me in. Before I knew anything about what was going on or how we even got there my teeth had found their way into her neck. Biting and sucking away as she moaned in my ear" just don't make them too dark I have to go to work eventually today." However to me it wasn't a warning but a challenge. To keep her in this place with me as long as I could. She set herself as the prey trying to run, and I was going to be the beast that made sure she had nowhere to go but to me. I pulled her in closer as my mouth became more desperate for her skin. My hands were wrapped tightly on her hips and hers scratched at my back in pure joy. I pulled away for a moment to catch a glimpse of her face. I wanted... No I cant lie. I needed to see her face. Her reactions alone would drive me straight into insanity for her. As I did I saw her. Her lips parted in a soft but very happy moan. Her eyes wide and bright almost as if I were looking into the sun. I couldn't believe my luck. To find a beauty this precious and to take her all to myself. I ran my hands along every inch of her curves as my lips explored her body. I wanted her to feel me everywhere after we were finished. I took a moment to pause. However Vanessa was not going to have that. Her hands tore into my clothes almost immediately. Her hands ripped my button down open, before they pressed themselves against my chest pushing back deeper into her home. I soon found myself falling back into a couch barely big enough to fit myself let alone both of us comfortably. However her pursuit was relentless. The lioness had found her dinner and now it was time for her meal. She planted kisses up and down the new exposed skin of mine as she left lipstick all over. Each damning kiss marking what she now wanted as hers. My neck, my chest, my stomach now were all covered in her marks. Her hands gripped, her fingers interlaced with mine as she pushed them against the couch. To her control came at a price. You had to fight and earn it and neither one of us were going to back down. I pushed against her keeping my hands from being pinned but she didn't want to play very fair. Her perfect lips pressed themselves against my neck once again before a soft, wet, but seductive tongue ran down me. She gave in to my fight only to find her face buried in my pants. She pulled off my belt effortlessly as if this was routine to her. Before finally letting me go. Only to pull at my pants as if to rip them off of me herself. I hadn't felt a rush like this before. The night was only starting but I was sure then and their. That the fight we had just started was going to be a war.
The worst part about all of this is. She's still stuck in my head. It's been days since that night and no matter how many times I try to wipe away the memory she keeps coming back. I meet her again soon. Today will inevitably be another fight among the many this war will bring. However I don't know if either of us have the will to stop this. I know I don't especially after what happened last time. But that's another story for another time.
....To be continued....

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