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Tim & Tat 1

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PART I

  Chapter 1

 

          He was surprised when she gave him a key to her apartment.   They’

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d been dating exclusively for two months but Tatiana seemed like the kind of girl who liked to take things very slowly. Timothy sat in his living room turning the key in his hands wondering what he should do with this new turn of events.   There was no doubt that he was happy about it.   It was the uncertainty of why she gave it to him that caused the hesitation.

          Tim had met Tatiana at a Quizno’s restaurant in downtown Atlanta.   He was new to the area and he needed directions to the Georgia State University Student Center.   His plans were to catch a lecture in the auditorium there.   They ended up having lunch together instead.   Over the next few weeks the two of them learned a lot about each other.   They were both 21 and both were students at Georgia State University.   Tim had moved from Michigan down to Georgia in search of fairer weather.   Tatiana was born in Atlanta and had grown up in its surrounding suburbs.   She had only recently moved into a loft Downtown to get back in touch with the urban lifestyle.

          Almost everything about Tatiana fascinated Tim because she had grown up so differently from him.   She had grown up in a Haitian-American household while he grew up in a typical American Caucasian home.   She was used to Southern food and Southern hospitality while he was a Northerner.   What stood out to him the most about Ta, however, was her choice to remain abstinent.   It was rare to find a woman like that at their age.

          Timothy sunk lower in the love seat as he thought to himself.   “What do I do with this?   She told me she likes to take things slowly.   This isn’t what slowly looks like to me.   I don’t wanna ruin anything with her by making this out to be something more than she intended it to be.   Shit, all she did was hand me the key and leave.   She might only want me to fix a faucet or some shit like that.”   He laughed nervous laughter at his little joke.   Tim pocketed the key and grabbed his own.   He needed a drive to clear his head.

          He drove around aimlessly in his RSX thinking while the breeze from the sunroof hit him.   After driving for an hour he found himself in front of Tatiana’s lofts.   He sat for ten minutes before deciding to get out of the car.   He figured that they needed to talk so he could understand exactly what she wanted.   He made his way to door number 11 on the 14 th floor.   He began to knock then figured that this was as good a time as any to see if the key maker had done a good job for her.

 

Chapter 2

 

          After giving Tim the key she had gotten made, Tatiana went straight home.   Her mind was a maelstrom of thoughts as she threw herself onto the living room couch.   “What’s wrong with me?   Ever since I met this guy I’ve been acting differently.   It’s like I can’t get him out of my head.   Maybe I made a mistake…what if…what if he assumes something that I wasn’t trying to imply?”   She flipped on the television and stared at it without acknowledging anything that was on the screen.

At 11:30 she got up to go to the kitchen.   Her intent was to go to bed early but her body was telling her that it was wide awake.   She reached into the medicine cabinet and grabbed for the bottle of sleeping pills.   The instructions had been worn off.   “I guess four will be enough.   I’m seriously wide awake.   I need to stop drinking so much coffee,” she thought to herself.   Since it was warm in the loft but not warm enough to turn on the air conditioner, she often slept naked.   She did so tonight and settled into a deep sleep on top of the covers.   She began to slip away almost immediately.   Yes, four was more than enough.

 

Chapter 3

 

          The key slipped into the lock perfectly as Tim unlocked and opened the door.   The lights in the front hall and living room were on.   Tim shut the door behind him and walked toward the living room where he assumed Tatiana was.   She wasn’t.   “Ta?” he called out to her.   No answer.   “Maybe she’s in the restroom.”   He walked down the hallway to his right.   As he passed her bedroom he noticed a light under the door.   He knocked lightly then a little harder.   Nothing.   He decided against calling out again just in case she was asleep.   He slowly turned the door knob.   He just wanted to see her.

          The sight that met him on her bed froze him in his tracks.   He knew that she slept naked but had never seen her body.   His eyes roamed over her 5 foot 8 frame and paused at her small, firm breasts.   The nipples were hard.   “What is she dreaming about?” he wondered, smiling to himself.    He softly shut the door behind him and walked over to the bed.   He stood at the foot staring at her exposed pussy.   It was shaved clean.   He groaned softly as he rubbed his dick through his fly.   The beast was stirring.   He walked around to her head and gazed at her peaceful face.   His fingers traced the lips of her slightly open mouth.   She whimpered softly at his touch.   He pulled his fingers away quickly for fear that he might wake her.   Too late.   Her hand moved from its previous resting place on her belly and rested on her chest.   The thumb was slightly rubbing the hard pea in the center of her right breast.

          He stared with the intensity of a cheetah stalking its prey.   His eyes moved back to her face where her parted lips beckoned him.   “Is she awake or not?   Her breathing hasn’t changed at all.”   Her thumb continued its slow movements over the nipple.   Tim decided that she had to be awake.   He had subconsciously continued rubbing his dick the whole time he was in there.   He unbuttoned then unzipped the fly on his jeans and his dick sprang through the opening in his boxers.   Her eyes were still closed.   He watched as the tip of his dick seemed to stretch towards her moist lips.   Finally, it touched her.   “Oh God,” he moaned.   After they had started dating exclusively he hadn’t had any contact with a woman.   He didn’t want to hurt her.   He closed his eyes as her tongue crept out and licked the hole on the tip of his penis.   Her lost his balance slightly and rocked back on his heels to keep from falling.   After catching himself he waited for her to open her mouth again.   Her mouth was closed as tightly as her eyes.   “Did she fall back asleep?”   He pressed the tip of his dick against her lips.   They reluctantly yielded to his persistent dick. He groaned loudly as Tatiana began to suck on the head.   He felt her tongue running along the underside of it as the top of his head rubbed against the roof of her mouth.   He tried to push more of his dick into her mouth but she pulled away when he did.   He settled for what he could get.   He grabbed the shaft and squeezed in time to her sucking and licking.   Her tongue swirled around the tip of his dick until the throbbing in his dick spread to his balls.   He knew he was close.   Another loud groan escaped from his lips as she began to dart her tongue in and out of his hole as his dick’s head rubbed the roof of her mouth.   His heart beat became erratic as he felt a tightening in his stomach and in his balls.   The tongue continued its ministrations on his dick as he squeezed and time seemed to freeze for an eternity before he felt his cum rush from his balls and through his shaft into her mouth.   She kept sucking as his dick pumped the hot liquid onto her tongue.   She was still sucking when his dick stopped sputtering.   It twitched uncontrollably in her mouth and continued even after it fell out, spent.   A soft snore escaped from her as Tim stood trembling in front of her.

          When he was ready he walked over to the armchair in front of her bed.   She hadn’t stirred one bit besides touching her nipple and sucking his dick.   He wasn’t sure if she was awake or still asleep.   “But could she have sucked my dick while asleep?   Especially like that?”   He sat down with his soft dick hanging out.   After a few seconds he looked up at the bed.   Her smooth pussy was still showing but something was different.   The light from the ceiling was glinting off of it.   She was wet.   Tim swallowed hard as he looked at it.   He had never tasted her.   “I should return the favor.”

          He licked his lips as he made his way to the still figure.   “Why is she being so quiet?   And so still?”   He listened to her calm breathing.   It was the breathing of someone asleep.   “That’s impossible,” he thought to himself.   He slowly spread her legs wider.   He got a whiff of her arousal.   There was no doubt that her body was being affected by all this.   He tentatively let his tongue creep towards her opening.   He sighed as he tasted her juices with the tip of his tongue.   He continued lapping at her salty cum.   He had never tasted anything like it.   It wasn’t tangy like that of other females he had been with.   He moved the tip of his tongue upwards until it lightly brushed her clit.   He was rewarded with a soft groan from her.   He continued to explore her vagina with his tongue, licking and exploring her walls.   Her moans had stirred his penis back to life and he lightly stroked it as he licked.   When he was satisfied with the wetness of her pussy he began to concentrate on her clit.   He began licking the covering that protected it to see what her reaction would be.   Her groans grew a little louder and he continued this movement for a few seconds.   She still hadn’t stirred and her groans were the only indication that she knew what was happening to her.   He knew there must be a way to drive her completely wild and force to her completely acknowledge his presence.   He took a pillow and placed into underneath her to prop her pussy and ass up.   Then he stuck his middle finger into her pussy to lubricate it and put it in her anus.   He alternated between playing with the rim and sticking her finger in as he moved his tongue down and began licking her clit directly.   Bull’s eye!!!   Her hips began to buck and her moans turned to half screams.   A few licks later they were full screams.   With his free hand he pinched the nipple that she wasn’t touching.   That sent her over the edge.   The way her ass clenched his finger was exquisite as her body shuddered with her orgasm.   He felt her juices flowing freely against his tongue as he licked up and down her whole pussy.   She let out a scream like a primal beast and her pussy twitched.   The experience left his heart beating fast and hard and his breath came like a rabbit’s.   He had never made someone cum that hard before.

          He stood up slower than an old man suffering with advanced arthritis pain.   He looked down at himself.   He was so hard he could almost see his dick throbbing.   The head almost glowed a deep reddish-purple.   He looked at Tatiana once more and his eyes opened wide in amazement.   She had calmed down and she had the same complacent face she’d had on when he came in.   Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted.   He could see a drop of his cum in the corner of her mouth.   She was still thumbing her nipple.   Her breathing had also gone back to the slow, deep breaths of sleep.   Once again he found his eyes traveling down her body.   He stopped at her pussy.   It was soaking after the job he’d done.   He stared with a satisfied smirk.   His dick jumped as he thought of the tightness he had felt with his tongue.   Against all laws of physics, his dick got even harder.   He knew what he wanted.

          He kicked his boots off and pushed his pants and boxers down.   His dick slapped his stomach as the stretchy waist of his boxers released it.   He stepped out of his garments and rubbed the head as he focused on her delicious pussy.   He knew what waited for him behind those lips.   He got on his knees on the bed between her legs and guided his dick to her pussy.   His tip touched her entrance but went no further.   He continued to push but the resistance was greater.   He didn’t push harder for fear that he would hurt her.   She must have been clenching her hole closed.   “Baby?   Let me in, please.   I’ll go slow.   I won’t hurt you, I promise.   Please?” he begged her.   His voice broke on the last word as the thought of the ecstasy of being inside of her brought him close to tears.   There was no answer from his girlfriend and soon-to-be lover.   “Maybe I can coax her into opening up,” he thought to himself.   Grasping his dick in his right hand he rubbed the head up and down her pussy lips to part them and to gather moisture.   Then he rubbed her clit with the tip.   She whimpered and her upper lip twitched at the stimulation.   With his free hand he played with her free nipple.   Pinching, squeezing, rubbing, and twisting until he felt the moisture on his dick increase.   He removed his right hand from his dick and pushed against her entrance with his middle finger.   It slipped in after some work.   He could feel her pussy walls gripping his finger as he continued manipulating her nipple.   He almost came.   “Oh my God she’s so fucking tight!”   He removed his fingers and guided his dick back to her entrance.   He groaned when the first centimeter began to part her tight cavern.   He pulled his tip back out and brought it back trying to get her hole used to this new intruder and bring more lubrication into the mix.   After what seemed like an eternity the head of his dick poked all the way through.   He shuddered and moaned as he felt her pussy walls clenching and unclenching.   It almost seemed as if she was trying to suck his dick deeper into herself.   “I can’t believe how directly what I do to her nipple affects her pussy.”   He gave her nipple one good hard pinch.   “Tatiana….” He sighed out as his head was squeezed even harder between her walls.   Wanting to feel the pleasure of entering her for the first time again he pulled out.   His dick left her pussy with a satisfying “pop”.   He watched as her tunnel immediately closed back up like a bank vault.   “Mmmmm…shit that’s so sexy baby.”   He pushed himself back into her entrance with a groan and stood still savoring the feel of her pulsating walls on his dick head.   He knew he had a lot more work to do.   He slowly began to push his way deeper into her body.   He worked in and out of her pussy trying to get her used to his width while going deeper with every stroke.   He looked at her.   Her face was slightly contorted but other than that she was still peaceful.   He continued stroking and was about halfway in until his tip met with resistance.   He stopped knowing that this was it.   “Ta, baby.   This is gonna hurt but not for too long okay?   I’ll stop whenever you want.”   No answer.   Could she really be sleeping?   He leaned down on his fists on both sides of her and braced himself.   “If she’s asleep I don’t care.   I’ve already gone this far and I’m not stopping now.”

          He pushed and froze.   Her face twisted more and she stirred.   For the first time since he entered the room her eyes opened.   She looked directly at him with the hazy gaze of misrecognition.   Then the fog cleared.   Her pussy twitched hard around his dick.   It felt good to him but he was terrified.   His dick shriveled immediately and fell out of her tight tunnel.   She jumped upright in the bed.

          “What the hell are you doing?!”   In one fluid movement she got up out of the bed and wrapped the covers around her.   Tim could only stand there watching her as she stared at him, her breath coming in rapid gasps.   She stood for what seemed like an eternity.   If she were not so angry her focus would have been on his exposed penis but instead she stared into his eyes.

          “Baby I…I didn’t know…I wasn’t sure if……I’m so sorry.”   Tatiana’s eyes softened.   Her tongue reached out to the corner of her mouth and licked the drop of semen that had started to dry there.   He saw the tears form in her eyes before she hit the floor.   His heart tore open as she gathered herself into a fetal position whimpering:   “Not you too, Tim, not you.”

Tim & Tat 2

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PART 2

 

 

 

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          Timothy paced Tatiana’s living room with his shirt untucked and his belt only halfway done.   He had quickly thrown his clothes on when Ta refused to let him comfort her.   He didn’t want to leave for fear that she wouldn’t want to see him again.   He wasn’t even sure she would want to see him now.   An hour and a half passed and still he paced.   In another 20 minutes he sat on the couch, exhausted.   He knew she wouldn’t leave the room until she was ready and he was determined to be awake when she did.

 

Chapter 2

 

          He woke up at 11:26 am to the sound of the front door slamming.   He didn’t know where he was as he looked around, then last night came back to him when he saw Tatiana at the door.   The last thing he saw before his eyes closed again was Tatiana’s fist.

 

          When his eyes opened again there was a half-melted icepack on his lap and a not-so-dull throbbing that originated in his left eye and traveled all the way down to the left corner of his lip.   He removed the pack from the puddle that had formed on his crotch.   He looked and saw Tatiana staring at him from across the room.   She had gotten a chair from the kitchen so she could watch him.   Her eyes were red from crying and had bags under them.   It was obvious that she had not slept.   She came over to where he sat and took the ice from him.   In the kitchen now, she changed the ice and grabbed some paper towels.   She went back to the living room and tossed the items in his general direction.   The ice hit the floor and the towels scattered all over. She returned to the kitchen and sat down in front of a cold cup of coffee.

 

          He got up, bypassing the ice and paper towels and went into the kitchen.   He sat next to her and studied her face.   She didn’t acknowledge his presence.   He ran his fingers through her hair.

 

          “Baby I’m so sorry…Baby…I didn’t know.”   She got up to refill her coffee.   As she poured more coffee into her mug he stood up behind her.   Right as he was reaching out to her back she spun quickly to face him.

 

          “Don’t ever try to touch me again.”   Tim had never seen such hatred in anyone’s eyes before.   “I don’t know how to fix this,” he thought with remorse.   He continued to stare into her eyes.   The same brown eyes that mesmerized him the first time they’d met.   The eyes he looked into whenever he made her smile.   Those same eyes were cold and unforgiving now.

 

          Tatiana closed her eyes and turned her back to him.   Then with her elbows leaning on the counter, she buried her face in her hands and wept.

 

Chapter 3

 

          “Not you, Tim.   Not you too.”   Tatiana cried on the floor for what seemed like hours.   She knew she couldn’t stay in the apartment, but she was sure Tim was somewhere just beyond that door.   She knew he wouldn’t leave.   They’d had arguments before where he wouldn’t leave until the problem was resolved.   He was just that kind of person.   Of course those arguments hadn’t been like this…She didn’t take any chances.   She got dressed and left through the fire escape without her purse or keys.

 

          She walked until she reached a 24/7 coffee house 26 blocks away.   She sat in a secluded corner booth in the back.   She ordered black coffee, no sugar.   When it came she didn’t touch it.   The shock of what had happened caught up with her.   Her ex-boyfriend, Chris had tried to rape her five years ago.   She put her head down and cried as the memories flooded her thoughts.   She had been so happy with Chris.   They were only in High School but she was sure she had found “The One.”   At that point in time there was nothing that she wouldn’t have done for him up to and including death.   If it weren’t for a miracle of God, she would’ve been a very different person from who she was now.   Luckily for her, Chris had left the bedroom door open and their friend Mark happened to be heading to the bathroom and had peeped in when he heard them struggling.

 

          “Please,” she had begged Chris.   “Please don’t.   She tried to push his body off of her but her efforts were weak as exhaustion took over.   She was just about to give up when Mark pulled Chris off her.   For that she was eternally grateful to him.   They had gone out a little bit after that but he moved away after graduation and had only just recently returned to Atlanta.   He was only seven blocks away from her present location.   She checked the clock on the wall.   2:30 a.m.   He wasn’t asleep yet, he was a night crawler.   She decided to head over there.

 

          When she arrived she rang the doorbell and waited.   She began to get nervous.   When no one came after a while, she rang the bell again.   Still no one.   She was just about to leave when the door opened.

 

          “Hey!” he greeted her.   “Damn, I was gonna call you to get together for dinner tomorrow.   You don’t waste any time do you?”   The old friends hugged tightly.   Mark led her into the apartment.   It was mostly dark with one light from a bedroom barely illuminating their path.   He grasped her hand in his as she walked behind him to the living room.   Once there he flipped on a lamp and looked at her closely for the first time in a year and a half.   She looked back.   He hadn’t changed much.   He now sported very short goatee on his caramel face.   His curly hair was cut short so that the locks could only start curling but not finish.   He had kept its natural brownish-red color, the result of a white father and a black mother.   As Tatiana stared into his green eyes, she came to a shocking realization:   if he had not moved away, she would’ve fallen in love with him.   And if it weren’t for Timothy now, she could still fall in love.   Mark was thinking along similar lines only, of course, he didn’t know about Tim yet.

 

          From the time he answered the door Mark sensed that something was wrong.   He snapped out of his pseudo-trance and asked her.

 

          “I’m just having a bad night,” she answered.

 

          “Do you wanna talk about it?”

 

          “No.   I just wanna get away from that right now,” she paused.   “I’ve missed you.”

 

          They sat down on the couch in silence.   She leaned back against him in silent contemplation.   He wondered what could be bothering her so much as he ran his fingers through her hair.

 

          “Ta…”   Hearing his nickname for her confused her.   Tim called her the same thing sometimes but it was different with Mark.   She thought back to their high school days.   Even back then things were more complicated than they should have been.   Her eyes began to form tears.

 

          “You can tell me anything.   You know I’ve always tried to be there for you.   What is it?”

 

          “I really don’t want to talk about it,” she answered.   “I just need someone to make me feel good before I go crazy and I thought of you.”

 

          He scooted himself down lower underneath her and held her.   It was pretty obvious that this was about a man.   He was filled with regret for moving away.   He would have never hurt her:   “Not for anything,” he murmured to himself.

 

          “What?”

 

          “Nothing, Ta,” he replied.   He turned his face so that it was buried in her hair.   He sighed as the familiar smell of her fruity shampoo flooded his nostrils.   “Why did I leave?” he mentally asked himself.   The reason was clear to him:   he wanted to experience college without any attachments.   He obviously still had feelings for her.   She was the reason he had come back to Atlanta.   He spent his first year at college in Chicago trying to convince himself that he didn’t miss her.   He spent the second year working his ass off in order to get enough credits to transfer.   He missed her so much but he wasn’t hoping to see her under these circumstances.   Nevertheless, he was grateful for being with her.   He held her tighter as he reminisced on the year they had spent together.

 

          Her mind immediately leapt off of the night’s events as Mark held her.   She felt more than safe in his arms…she felt…invincible.   She didn’t understand why he left.   She had just accepted it as one of those strange quirks of life.   “Everything happens for a reason,” she thought to herself now.

 

          She felt his heart beating faster against her back.   She closed her eyes when he whispered “I miss you,” and kissed the top of her ear.   He knew he shouldn’t be doing this but he just couldn’t help himself as he slowly made his way down to her neck, pausing to flick her earlobe with his tongue.   She moaned.   “He still remembers my spots,” she thought.   He continued his journey trailing his tongue over her jaw line down to the soft skin of her neck.   He placed light, feathery kisses while she sighed in pleasure.   He worked his way back up as she turned her head to meet his mouth with hers.   Her pussy immediately juiced up.   She shifted her hips when she felt the heat.

 

          Mark thought he tasted something strange on her tongue but he didn’t break the kiss.   He didn’t care as long as she was here with him.   She broke the kiss when she felt his cock slowly hardening in her ass crack.   “You must not have any underwear on,” she mused, smiling at him.   She gave his lips a lick and felt his cock jump.   He slipped his body out from under her and stood up next to the couch.

 

He motioned for her to follow him as he walked towards a dark bedroom.   He stopped at the door and let her get in front of him.   Sniffing her hair again as she passed him, he began to massage her ass.   It was still just as exquisite as he remembered.   His fingers continued to knead her buttocks as she leaned against the doorframe.   She let out a loud moan when he ran his finger up her crack through the thin material of her pants.   He leaned forward against her back and slipped his hands up underneath her shirt and up her sides.   Her breasts were small and firm so that she didn’t have to wear a bra all the time.   Lucky for Mark, she didn’t bother with one tonight.   He pulled his hands around to the front of her tits and rubbed the small nipples.   When they began to harden, he rolled and pinched them between his forefinger and his thumb.   She arched her back in response and hissed.   He hadn’t forgotten how sensitive her nipples were.   He pinched both nipples harder and kept twisting them.   He was rewarded with her cry of pain.   He missed that sound so much.   He pulled her upright so that he could whisper in her ear.   With his free hand he was still pinching and twisting.

 

          “Do you want to go into the bedroom with me?”   She nodded.   “Why don’t you go in there and take your clothes off.   I’ll be right back.”   Before he let her go he gave her nipple one last hard pinch and slapped her ass as he walked away.   He looked back as she was closing the door behind her, his cock screaming at him to get in there A.S.A.P.   He went into the master bedroom and opened the closet door.   On the floor in the back was a bag full of goodies he had picked up in Chicago.   When he returned to the guest room, Tatiana was on the bed with her legs spread open, rubbing her clit.   He closed the door behind him and went over to her side, watching her face.   Her eyes were closed with her mouth slightly open.   He remembered that face and knew that he could get more than that from her.   He bent down to place a kiss on her protruding nipple.   He felt her breath on his ear as she sighed with gratitude.   Moving her vigorously rubbing hand aside, he placed his middle finger in her cunt and gave the hard nub a lick.   He was rewarded with a twitch from her pussy around his finger.   He removed the finger, brushing her clit on the way up her pussy and put it in his mouth.   A slight groan escaped from his mouth as he licked and sucked the juice from his finger.   Tatiana stared at the tent in his pants as she absentmindedly played with her nipple.

 

          When his finger was clean, Mark he scooped up some cum from her pussy and began rubbing her clit.   He rubbed it up and down applying more pressure on the upstroke than the down stroke.   This caused her moans to fluctuate in pitch:   just the way he liked it.   He knew she liked to close her eyes and savor the pleasure but he captured her in his gaze.   He wanted to see them.   He took his time, cycling through all the ways she liked her clit to be pleasured.   He wondered if he was still the only one who knew.   “I seriously doubt it,” he thought with remorse.   “She’s too beautiful.”   He stopped rubbing up and down and began alternating between circling her clit and pushing it like a button.   With every ‘button push’ her hips thrust involuntarily into the air.   As he continued his ministrations, her eyes narrowed and he could tell she wanted to close them.   A hard pinch to her clit brought her back into focus.   Her cry of pain was like music to his ears.   He loved rough sex but he didn’t believe that Ta would ever go for it.   So he used to just settle for small actions every now and then.   But the way she was looking at him now told him that she most definitely didn’t mind.   However, he decided against it tonight because he was trying to please her, not himself.   He continued cycling through her favorite techniques in an effort to get her to cum.   When he started moving his finger in a rapid side to side motion over her clit, she began to squirm and her moans got quicker.   He had one last thing he wanted to know if he still remembered.   He intensified his gaze into her eyes as he felt her body writhing on the bed.   He watched and waited.   Not now…not now…not yet… He felt her clit harden even more.   He brought his face closer to hers to where the only thing in his field of vision were her eyes…and removed his finger from her clit.   He quickly grabbed her arms and held them above her head.   His dick jumped as he felt her squirming underneath him, desperately trying to finish herself off.   She began to whimper as her impending orgasm subsided.   Her gaze fell from his as her heartbeat slowed its pace.

 

When Mark was sure she had completely calmed down he reached over and grabbed the four scarves that were in his bag.   He kissed her neck as he tied first one arm to the bedpost, then the other.   Then he began to kiss his way down her body, trailing the other two scarves across her nipples as he made his way toward her wet pussy.   He pinched both nipples lightly through the scarves as he placed a kiss, then a lick on her clit.   She instinctively spread her legs more thinking that he was going to make her cum.   She sighed in disappointment when he continued his downward journey without anymore attention on her clit.   He spread her legs until each ankle reached the bedposts and tied them.

 

          She hadn’t noticed him tying her up until after it was too late.   Her mind had been on the way he had left her hanging on the edge.   She tested the scarves to see how strongly she was tied up.   There was about 2 inches of slack in them but she knew it was impossible for her to get out of them.   Normally she would’ve panicked, but she would trust Mark with her life it came down to it.   She watched as he got up from the bed and rummaged through the big bag he had brought with him.   There was still a tingle in her clit from its earlier adventure.   Mark pulled out a blindfold and a vibrator from the bag.   He turned the vibrator on and her eyes widened.

 

          “It’s only a six inch, Ta, don’t be a punk,” he warned.

 

          “I can’t take six inches.”   He gave her a puzzled look and then understood.

 

          “Are-are you still a virgin?!”   She nodded.   He couldn’t believe it!   How could someone like Tatiana have remained untouched two years out of high school?   He knew she was strong but there must’ve been dozens of guys trying to sleep with her.   Still shaking his head, he reached back into the bag and pulled out a two inch vibrator.   It was really meant only for teasing but it would have to do.   He worked the tiny appendage into her vagina and turned it to low.   She closed her eyes as the vibrations rippled through her pussy.   He had started to put the blindfold on but returned to the vibrator to put it on medium.   He wanted her to moan for him, not silently enjoy this.   Her response was immediate.   The faster vibrations created stimulation for her tunnel and clit.   She let out a low, guttural moan as he brushed her nipple with the blindfold.   He tied it around her head making sure she couldn’t see through the top or bottom.   He kissed her earlobe and whispered to her:   “Tonight is your night for pleasure.   I know you’re upset so I want to do this for you and make you feel better.   I don’t expect anything back, okay?”   She nodded and groaned as another wave of pleasure hit her.   In all honesty, she had pushed the night’s earlier events out of her mind already.   She would deal with them later.   He got up and reached back into the bag for some nipple clamps.   He pulled out a pair that didn’t clamp too tight but were by no means whimpy.   Her face contorted a little while her nipples got used to the pain.   He moved the clamps around and twisted them gauging her reaction.   Her sounds of pain and pleasure were satisfactory.   Mark silently got up and turned the vibrator on high.   Her hips thrust violently upward and a scream escaped from her throat.   He laughed and left the room keeping the door open so that he could hear her.

 

          Tatiana tried to concentrated on the dildo in her pussy and push her painful nipples out of her mind.   She didn’t have to try hard.   The vibrations felt exquisite to her.   The waves traveled from her tunnel through her whole pussy, stimulating her g-spot and clit.   It amazed her how intense the pleasure was on her clit even though the vibrator wasn’t directly touching her.   “It must vibrate faster and harder than most toys,” she thought even though she wasn’t sure since she didn’t own one.   She had just finished one orgasm and was already on her way towards building another.   She discovered that by swaying her chest from side to side, the weight of the clamps provided pleasure on her nipples, pulling them side to side.   She did this as her pussy contracted around the dildo.   Her mind flashed back to Mark’s earlier ministrations to her clit.   The imagined stimulation mixed with the stimulation the vibrator was providing brought her moans to near screams as she continued swaying her breasts.   Her breath caught in her throat as her orgasm gathered force.   A hard shudder racked her body and a scream burdened her vocal cords as her hardest release of the night came thundering through her like a high-speed freight train.   As her pussy squeezed out more juice, the vibrator fell out onto the bed.

 

          Mark was sitting on the couch in the living room just outside the bedroom he had left Tatiana in.   He stroked his cock lightly as he listened to her moans.   He wanted nothing more but to go in there and stuff her virgin pussy with his cock.   But he had more respect for her than that so he contented himself with giving her pleasure only.   When her moans got louder and increased in intensity he squeezed his cock harder and began stroking at a medium pace.   It was all he could to keep from cumming on the couch when he heard her scream.   He stood up immediately, breathing hard.   Forgetting to put his dick back into his sweatpants, he walked into the bedroom.   He found the vibrator on the bed and Tatiana desperately straining against the scarves that bound her wrists trying to make contact between the dildo and her pussy.   He walked over and picked up the dildo.   Tatiana didn’t notice and continued squirming on the bed.   Mark narrowed his eyes and placed the object against her clit pressing hard.   She screamed against as an instant orgasm left her body in uncontrollable spasms.   While she twitched, he placed the dildo in her pussy and withdrew it.   Putting the volume back to low he placed it against the head of his cock at the tip.   A long low moan escaped from him as he moved it from the tip to the sensitive spot underneath the head at the ridge.   He closed his eyes and threw his head back as he rubbed his dick against the toy.   He reluctantly stopped when he heard Tatiana call him.

 

          “Mark?   What are you doing now?”

 

          Realizing that he had left her just laying there he pushed the dildo into her pussy and took it back out.   He walked to the end of the bed where her head was and placed the tip of the vibrator against her lips.   Her tongue flicked out and licked the tip of it.   “Mmm…”she groaned and pushed her tongue out to lick it once again.   He pushed it into her mouth and held it as she licked her juices off the toy.   He pushed it in and out as she began sucking it like a dick.   He reached down to the nipple clamps and alternated pulling at them both until she began to groan around the false cock in her mouth.   He twisted and pulled at each clamp and watched her mouth working as he thrust the toy through her lips.   When he was satisfied that the dildo was clean, he pulled it out with a pop as he fought against her suction.   He sighed as he watched a string of saliva break off from the dildo and her mouth.   He placed it back into her pussy still on low.

 

          “What do you want to do now?” he asked her.   “Remember, this is your night.”   He reached over her to rub on her wrist.   It was red from trying to move further down the bed to get at the dildo.   His cock’s head accidentally poked her cheek as he did this and he moaned.

 

          “I want to taste your dick.   It’s been so long, I’ve forgotten what it’s like.”   He couldn’t believe his ears.   He was going to get some release out of this after all.   He pulled his pants all the way down and stepped out of them before grabbing his dick and guiding it to her face.   He rubbed the head against her cheek until she murmured:   “Please, baby, let me taste it.”   He straddled her chest on the bed still holding on to the base of his cock.   He wasn’t ready to stop his teasing just yet.   He rubbed her lips with his dick watching as her tongue darted out to catch the tip every time it passed over.   When he had tired of that he scooted up and placed his balls on her face.   She quickly began licking them.   He stroked his cock his fast as she tickled his sac.

 

          “Show me how much you want it, slut!” he challenged her.   He froze when he realized what he had let slip out.   To his surprise, she moaned at when she heard the name.   “You like that name, huh?   You slut.”   Another moan.   It felt good against his balls so he decided to continue his verbal abuse.   “I know you like my dick you whore.   You just can’t get enough of the taste can you?   No, I know you can’t.   It’s what you live for.   You go to bed dreaming about me cumming in your mouth don’t you?   Yeah, I kno—“   His breath caught in his throat as she put one of his balls in her mouth and groaned against it.   He scooted back down her chest and placed the head of his dick at her mouth.   She ran the tip of her tongue into his hole, scooping out the precum that had formed there.   He had had enough.   Grabbing the back of her head with one hand, he stuffed his dick into her mouth.   She immediately tightened her mouth around it and began swirling her tongue as he fucked her mouth.   Letting go of his cock, he reached back and grabbed a nipple clamp, twisting it hard.   Her breath caught but he never slowed down his thrusting.   He twisted it again and pulled at it.   She screamed but immediately closed her lips back around his stiff member.   He continued twisting and pulling as he thrust deeper and deeper into her mouth.   When he felt his head touch the back of her throat he stopped thrusting.   He knew he was close.   She contracted her throat around the head, milking him for his cum.   That sent him over the edge.   With both hands he grabbed her head and shot his load deep into her mouth.   She didn’t even taste the semen as it squirted down her throat.   She sucked hard trying to get as much cum out of him as she could.   She swallowed every drop.   When he was spent, Mark collapsed backwards onto her body.

 

          She licked her lips and enjoyed the aftertaste of his cum in the back of her throat as he lay on top of her, breathing hard.   She didn’t mind him being there but wished that she could hold him.   Her thoughts went back to the vibrator in her pussy.   He had left it on low so it wasn’t doing much for her.   She had surprised herself with her reaction to his name calling.   She never thought that something like that would arouse her, but surprisingly, it did.   She wanted more of it.   “Mark?” she called.   He grunted in reply.   He shifted his leg and it brushed the nipple clamp he had been twisting while she sucked him off.   She hissed as it agitated her now sensitive nipple.   “Talk dirty to me some more.   If you don’t want to do it, though, I’ll understand,” she quickly added.

 

          “It’s your night,” he replied, smiling.   Without moving he began talking to her.   “Did you enjoy sucking my cock, slut?   Huh?   I know you like the way my dick tastes.   I should’ve smacked you with it for being such a fucking whore.   Yeah, that’s what I should’ve done, you dick-sucking bitch.   I’m glad you like having cock in your mouth ‘cause that’s all I’m gonna give you, trick!   I don’t know who else has been in your dirty-ass pussy.   Fuckin’ cum slut.   Next time I’m gonna cum all over your face and take a picture.   Show the world what you really should look like bitch.   Then Ill make you suck my dick again and cum in your eyes.   You’re not worthy of seeing my face whore.   You don’t deserve to see anything but my fucking dick in your mouth!”

 

          “Oh my god, Mark, please make me cum!”   His words made her pussy even wetter and she needed release.   He turned onto his stomach still on top of her.   She could feel his hot breath on her hard clit.   Reaching his hand up, he turned the vibrator back to medium and watched her pussy twitch with the new pleasure.   She was insatiable!   He licked his lips as he eyed her small nub.   “I know you want more, you fucking bitch,” he told her.   “Let’s see how much whores like you can really handle.”   He dove in, licking her clit without abandon.   Her legs strained against the scarves as the vibrations and his tongue on her clit brought groans from her mouth.   He licked her clit fast and hard, never pausing or letting up to lick other parts of her pussy.   He concentrated on her center of pleasure.   Tatiana grabbed his soft dick dangling over her face into her mouth and sucked, bringing it back to life.   He continued his assault of her clit with even more fury as she slobbered over his newly revived dick.   Just as he felt that she was about to cum, he turned the vibrator on to high and sucked her clit into his mouth, flicking h is tongue over its tip.   She opened her mouth and let out a mammoth scream as she shuddered underneath his body.   He thrust his dick deep into her open mouth and continued his licking.   Replacing his tired tongue with his finger, he continued rubbing her clit as he yelled at her:   “Keep sucking my cock you fucking slut!!!”   She obeyed and he thrust his hips in time with her sucking as he brought her to another orgasm.   He pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and placed his mouth over the entrance to her tunnel.   He thrust faster into her face as he sucked juices out of her abused pussy.   When he was satisfied he pulled out of her mouth and stood up beside the bed.   He removed her blindfold.   Her eyes were closed and her breath came in ragged, raspy heaves.

 

          “Look at you, slut.”   She opened her eyes and turned her head towards his hard cock in her face.   She licked her lips as she watched him stroke it in front of her face.   “No, whore, no more sucking for you.”   She closed her eyes in disappointment.   He looked at her tied up on his bed.   He wanted her so bad…”Ta?   I wanna make love to you.”   She looked him.   Her mind was a whirlwind of thought as she processed his proposal.   This was what she had wanted when they were in high school.   She opened her mouth, but couldn’t answer him.   She wanted to say no because of Tim, but it wouldn’t come out.   Mark moved around to the end of the bed where her legs were tied and climbed in between them.   She watched him torn between saying no and letting nature run its course.   He placed his cock at her entrance and held her eyes with his.   “Thank you,” he mouthed.   He prepared to push himself in.

 

          “No!” he stopped.   “No, Mark, I’m not ready.”

 

          “You’re not ready or you just don’t want to do this with me?”   She didn’t answer.   “You know our history.   And our chemistry, babe.   Whatever you and this other guy have, it must not be that great or else you wouldn’t be here tonight.   So why can’t we just pick up where we left off?   I came back for you.”   She shook her head no and bit her bottom lip.   He looked at her a few seconds more then rolled off her body.   He lay beside her, his pole sticking up to the ceiling.   He scooped up juices from her open pussy and coated his cock.   She groaned when he touched her pussy.

 

          “Mark, come on…”

 

          “Shut up,” he calmly replied.   He continued until he was satisfied with the lubrication and wrapped his fist around the rod.   She watched his cock as he jacked off.   She swallowed hard as she watched him bring his fist up over the reddening head and back down to the base, squeezing harder as he went down.   He jerked off beside her moaning and panting as he fisted himself.   He ran his other hand through her pussy as he imagined his cock in her tunnel.   Her eyes followed him as he got off the bed and stood up, his hand still grasping his cock.   He walked around to the end where her pussy was.   Her hips bucked slightly as she felt her nipples tingling and getting harder against the nipple clamps.   Mark stared at her pussy as he quickly stroked his dick.   After a while, he reached down and scooped up more cum from her already twitching cunt and slathered it on his cock.   She groaned.   He moved around to the side of the bed and began to stare at her tits.   With one hand he kept stroking as he reached down with his free hand and took off a nipple clamp.   She responded with a sharp intake of breath as the blood rushed back into the abused nub.   He put the clamp on her stomach and flicked the puffy nip.   She yelled in pain as he smiled and stroked his cock faster.   He placed the nipple clamp back on and removed the other.   This one he pinched, then twisted.   She struggled with her bonds as a hot flash of pain erupted in her chest.   This time she screamed and his laugh filled her ears as he continued to jerk his hot dick.   He replaced the clamp and moved over to her head, looking her in the eye.   Having his stiff appendage this close to her face partially blocked her view of him.   She had tears in her eyes from his abuse of her nipples and knew that he must be angry at her.   Yet this knowledge did not stop her from licking her lips as she watched his cock closely.   Her nipples throbbed and her pussy twitched but what she really wanted was his cock in her mouth again.   He did not indulge her.   He simply continued his stroking and began to speak:

 

          “You mother fucking tease.   You make me think that I’m gonna get some pussy and then deny me?”   He slapped her.   She cried out and it was like music to his ears.   He could feel himself getting close now.   “You’re nothing but a fucking whore, so I don’t know who you think you are to tell me that I can’t have you.   I’ll fuck you whenever I please.   I won’t tonight, though because you need to get punished for what you did.”   He slapped her again.   She fought hard against the scarves that held her but only succeeded in rubbing her wrists raw.   He watched her struggle with a gleam in his eye.   With his free hand, he traced the hand mark he had left on her face.   Then he grabbed her face.

 

          “Look at my dick!   Look at it!”   Just as she turned her eyes to face it, he came and his hot cum squirted all over her mouth, nose, and eyes.   He grabbed her by the hair and shoved his dick in her mouth.   “Clean it, bitch!”   She did as she was told, licking and sucking for fear that he might hit her again.   His eyes rolled back into his head as her tongue roamed over the sensitive head.   When she was finished he left the room and closed the door behind him.   Tatiana lay on the bed bound and left to cry.   She cried for the pain, but she also cried because she liked it.   That was the beginning of Mark’s domination over Tatiana, an ongoing relationship of abuse and sex.

 

          He untied her and carried her to the shower 30 minutes later.   He had forgotten the nipple clamps and took them off after he laid her in the tub.   In the well-lit bathroom he got a good look at her nipples.   They were swollen and bruised.   He gave each one a light lick and watched her face contort in pain.   He brought her to one more orgasm before he washed her body, being careful around the breast area.   He lightly washed her tender pussy somewhat satisfied with his job tonight.   He would do a lot better next time.   He dried her with a soft towel before going into the bedroom to fetch her clothing.

 

When he returned she was standing with the towel partially wrapped around her naked body.   He tossed the garments in her direction and sat down on the toilet seat to watch her dress.   She dressed quickly and walked out to the living room.   He followed her and grabbed her hand just as she reached the front door.   She turned to him, unable to look him in the eye.   After a few seconds, she tore her hand out of his grasp and walked out the door.   She slammed the door behind her hoping that she wouldn’t have to face Tim as she walked out into the already scorching Georgia sun.

 

          “She’ll be back,” Mark muttered to himself.   “She’s my slut now.   She knows she’ll be back.”