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From http://www.tales-of-lust.com/


YES, MY DARLING - TONIGHT
-by Bonfils

I walk up the stairs from the subway into the cool 
night air. And there in the distance I see the 
apartment block where you live - a huge, concrete 
structure towering against the night sky.

This is a working-class area. I wouldn't come here if 
it wasn't for you, my darling. This part of town is 
as alien to me as my rich suburban home is to you.

I walk up to the building and look up at your window. 
Your lights are on - you're home tonight. Good.

I take the elevator, its walls of smeared with 
obscene graffiti. A lot of lowlifes live around here. 
But you, my darling, are not one of them.

Stepping out of the elevator at the eighth floor, I 
pause in front of the door to the left - your door. 
Even as I read your name below the doorbell, I feel 
myself getting excited: I can't help recalling your 
beautiful face, your perfect body, your soft, 
succulent flesh. And standing there outside your 
door, I already feel my cock throbbing inside the 
pants of my business suit.

I don't knock or ring the doorbell. I simply grab the 
handle of your door and open it. You never lock your 
door. You really should be more careful, my darling.

I step into your apartment. It's small, but neat. 
You've decorated it with cheap, but tasteful 
furniture and you keep it perfectly clean. Another 
thing I like about you.

Where are you? I close the door behind me, locking 
it, and look around. Haven't you heard me enter?

But then I see you. Slowly, you move towards me from 
your living-room. Your eyes are wide open, just 
looking at me. You recognize me, of course, from the 
last time, and the time before that, and all the 
countless times I have come to pay you a visit.

You're beautiful, my darling: Dressed in a short 
black skirt and a pale pink blouse I don't remember 
seeing before, but which shows off your shapely 
breasts quite nicely. And your dark blond hair is 
still cut in that pageboy hairstyle I love so much. 
Standing just a few feet away, I believe I detect the 
sweet scent of your lovely skin.

How old are you? I've never bothered to find out, but 
you must be in your early twenties. Yes, you are only 
half my age. And of course that adds to my 
excitement.

You stop in the doorway. I know you can't decide 
whether you should run past me or back off into the 
living-room again. You should know by now that 
neither will do you any good.

Oh, you're trembling, my darling: Your lovely, 
slender legs are shaking slightly as you stand there, 
staring at me. 

"Please," you whisper. "Not tonight."

I don't say a word. I never do. I just watch you as 
you stand there, trembling, pleading:

"Not tonight. Please. Don't."

Slowly, I walk towards you, my cock swelling in my 
pants. I grab your hand and pull you towards your 
bedroom. Yes, I can smell you now: The sweet, 
intoxicating odor of female flesh. Whimpering 
quietly, you try to put up a fight, but you're no 
match for my strength, and I drag you into your own 
bedroom.

Your bedroom is neat, too: Pastel colors, soft 
carpets and a big, soft bed. As I throw you onto your 
bed, you let out a small shriek of surprise. Sprawled 
on the bedspread, you look at me.

"No," you sob. "Please don't."

You are so beautiful now, my darling. My erection has 
grown too large to fit inside my pants, and I have to 
zip down to let my cock out. You stare at my cock: 
Even half-erect, it's huge. 

I stroke my cock. I like touching myself while you 
watch, and soon I have masturbated myself to an 
impressive erection: A big, swollen cock, all ready 
for you, my darling.

Walking up to your bed, I grab your panties and 
quickly pull them off. I sniff them greedily, 
savoring the smell of your lovely, young pussy. Then 
I throw them on the floor.

I kneel down and spread your legs. 

"Nooo," you whisper.

But I lean forward, and as I lift up your skirt, I 
can see your pussy: Your beautiful, young pussy, a 
soft, inviting slit crowned by a tuft of blonde 
hairs. I can even smell it: A spicy, delicious 
womanly scent.

I have to taste it, and I lie on your bed, my face 
between your legs. As my lips touch your labia, you 
gasp. My tongue starts licking your flesh, and the 
taste of young pussy makes my mouth water. Slurping 
and dribbling, I lick your slit vigorously, exploring 
your fleshy lips with my tongue. I drink the taste of 
your pussy, making your labia all wet and glistening 
with my saliva. 

You struggle feebly, my darling. One arm across your 
belly is all it takes to hold you down, as I keep 
licking away at your lovely, tasty crevice. I make my 
tongue hard and force it in between your labia like a 
tiny, soft cock. You moan uncontrollably. Moving my 
head up and down, I slide my tongue in and out of 
your pussy. In and out, in and out, yes, my darling, 
fucking you, fucking you with my tongue.

"Nooo," you whimper, "nooo."

The sound of your pleading voice makes me even more 
excited. My cock is swelling with lust, but I want to 
make you wait. Instead I pull my tongue out of your 
tight crevice and slowly insert a finger into your 
pussy. Slowly, carefully exploring the soft insides 
of your tender flesh. Then I slide it back out. And 
in. And out. Slowly fucking you with my finger, 
rhythmically massaging the moist walls of your sex.

You're writhing on the bed, my darling. You're trying 
to fight the sensations of pleasure, but it's no use. 
My finger keeps moving in and out of you. I hear you 
gasping with every stroke, louder and louder. I feel 
you getting wet, deliciously wet - allowing me to 
slip another finger into the yielding wetness, 
fucking you deeply and thoroughly with two fingers. I 
look up at your face. Your eyes are closed, your face 
flushed, you lips parted, trembling. My darling, you 
are more beautiful than ever.

"Oh, please, no," you cry. "Ohmigod."

Still sliding my fingers in and out of your moist 
flesh, I kiss your pussy. I lick your labia, sucking 
gently at your tiny pink clit, making your hips jerk 
violenty on the soft bed. 

Sensing you're about to come, I increase my efforts. 
I poke my fingers rhytmically in and out of you, 
sucking and smacking at your succulent flesh. I feel 
your fingers grabbing the back of my neck, forcing my 
face into your pussy. I lick and lick at your slit, 
finger-fucking you at a mad, relentless pace.

"Ohmigod," you scream. "Aaah! Aaah!"

Yes, my darling. You have come. Your body lies 
writhing on the bed, shaken by a powerful orgasm. And 
slowly I let my fingers slide out of your hot pussy, 
dripping with your juice.

I lie on my knees between your thighs, watching your 
beautiful face transformed by ecstasy. As you finally 
open your eyes, I begin playing with my cock again. 
You're still breathing heavily, recovering from your 
orgasm. Your pretty little mouth hangs open as you 
watch me stroke my rigid shaft.

Yes - I will fuck you soon. Nothing you do or say can 
stop me now. Watch me masturbate, my darling, and 
imagine what it will feel like to be fucked by my 
cock.

I like to tease you - to prolong the wait. But now I 
cannot wait any longer. My cock is fully erect, and 
your sweet, succulent pussy is only inches away - wet 
and inviting.

Slowly, I guide my cock towards the mouth of your 
pussy, letting the bulging head rest against your 
labia. 

"No," you whisper. "Please, no."

But your hoarse, pleading voice only excites me more, 
and I let my bulging cock plunge into your slit.

You whimper, as I bury the rigid shaft inside your 
tender flesh. The size of my excited cock stretches 
your pussy, filling every inch of your sex.

Again, you try to struggle away from me. Oh no, my 
darling: With both hands, I pin your wrists to the 
bedspread. You won't escape. I hold still for a 
moment, letting you feel your helplessness, before I 
start fucking you.

Ah, yes, my darling: I gasp with pleasure, as I feel 
my cock plowing through your soft, velvety flesh. I 
fuck you slowly, savoring the sensation: In and out, 
in and out, letting you feel every inch of my hard 
shaft. 

Do you feel me, my darling? Do you feel me piercing 
your moist slit, fucking you in a slow, but insistent 
rhythm? You're writhing beneath me, sobbing loudly as 
I keep thrusting into you.

You are beautiful, my darling: Your sweet face 
grimacing slightly from the strain, eyes shut. Like 
an animal, I lick your face, tasting your sweet 
female skin. I lick your breasts, suck on your 
little, hardening nipples, then I bite into one of 
them.

"Aaah!" you shriek, wincing slightly from the pain.

I increase the tempo slightly, hammering  the entire 
length of my cock in and out of you with every 
thrust. Your breathing increases, too, until you're 
gasping for breath in time with my strokes. Yes, my 
darling, despite yourself, another climax is 
approaching.

You dig your fingers into the bedspread, and I let go 
of your wrists. You won't run away. Not now, when I'm 
fucking you to an orgasm.

I withdraw completely and look down at my cock: It is 
hard as steel and glistens with your love juice. 

Impatiently, you raise your pelvis towards me, 
offering your hot, yielding pussy to my cock. Again, 
I want to tease you - and again I can't resist. I cup 
my hands under your ass and force my erect member 
into you again, making you scream out loud. 

I'm grunting like an animal, as I fuck you hard and 
fast. You tremble uncontrollably, as I plunge into 
you over and over, letting you feel the power of my 
thrusts. 

"Oooh," you whimper, "oooh."

Yes, feel me, my darling, feel my cock. Feel how much 
I lust for you, how hard you make me. Oh yes, I want 
you to feel every throbbing vein on my rigid shaft, 
as I fuck and fuck and fuck.

"Oh, my God," you moan. "No, please..."

It is time, my darling: A few more violent thrusts of 
my hard tool, and you will come. I can't hold out 
much longer either: I feel my cock swelling, ready to 
discharge. But I will control myself until I've made 
you come again. I hammer my cock into your sopping 
slit, counting every stroke: One, two, three, four...

"Aaah!" you scream, as you climax, kicking your feet 
beneath me. "Aaah! Aaah!"

Never have you been more beautiful: Your perfect body 
tensing up with pleasure, your face reflecting the 
ecstasy you feel. Just a few more thrusts, and I, 
too, will give in to orgasm. In hard, fast strokes, I 
bury my cock inside you again and again, until I 
finally feel myself coming.

Ahhh. Ahhh yes. Ahhh.

As my huge cock starts contracting, I pull out. You 
open your eyes in time to watch the first spurt of 
semen pumping out of my swelling cock. I grab it hard 
with my hand, as my cock starts jerking wildly, 
spraying your naked body with piping hot sperm.

I love to watch my cock ejaculating over you, my 
darling, spattering your skin with the liquid of my 
ecstasy. My gift to you, a thick, creamy gift, 
brought on by your beauty and my lust for you.

I'm still kneeling between your thighs, stroking my 
cock. You watch the last drops of semen dripping onto 
your belly. I keep masturbating, slowly, my cock 
still hard as steel inside my fist.

Your eyes open wide as the truth dawns on you: My 
cock will remain erect. You thought we were finished, 
didn't you, my darling? But no, tonight you will be 
fucked again, hard and deep, until it makes you come 
once more.

You utter a pitiful sound of protest, as I turn you 
over, making you lie face down on the bed. Your 
perfect little ass sticks out invitingly, and I slap 
your ass-cheek hard with my hand: Slap! And again: 
Slap!

"Aaah!" you cry.

I look down at my cock: It really is remarkably hard. 
And for a man my age, it's quite amazing. But young 
flesh like yours will do that for a man, my darling. 

I stroke my shaft a few more times - then I get up 
and walk over to your bedside table. I browse through 
your drawers, looking for a certain jar, and 
eventually I find it.

"No," you whisper, looking over at me. "No, 
please..."

But you know what is coming, my darling. Don't you? I 
walk back to your bed, my erect cock bouncing in 
front of me, and unscrew the lid. Carefully, I spread 
the lubricant over my cock. Then I dip wto fingers 
into the gel and gently force them into your ass, 
applying the slippery substance to the insides of 
your tight little hole.

As I assume the position behind you, my bone-hard 
cock glistening and smooth with lubricant, I hear you 
whimpering softly: 
 
"Please, don't. Not tonight."

I grab your ass-cheeks and slowly force them aside, 
revealing your tight, lubricated hole, and my cock 
twitches with excitement. Placing the tip at the 
entrance to your ass, I apply pressure, slowly 
pushing forward between your ass-cheeks. Gradually, I 
feel your muscles relaxing, letting the head of my 
cock enter your ass.

"Nooo!" you cry. "Stop it! Aaah!"

God, it feels good. My cock-head feels so good inside 
your ass, swelling and throbbing inside your tight, 
slick opening. Absorbed by lust, I ignore your cries, 
driving my cock deeper into you, eventually burying 
the entire length of my hard shaft inside your ass.

"Nooo!" you whimper, impaled on my cock.

Ah, yes, my darling. Feel my cock. Feel my stiff tool 
penetrating your ass, as I begin fucking you. Slowly, 
I pull all the way out and then back in - and out - 
and in - slowly, slowly, fucking your ass.

You sob helplessly, your ass muscles stretching 
around the girth of my huge cock, as I plunge into 
you over and over.

I hear from your breathing that you're getting 
excited, too. You're gasping for breath, turned on by 
some sinful combination of pain and pleasure.

"Ah. Ah. Ah," you pant in time with my strokes as I 
fuck your ass.

I feel the blbous head of my cock swelling madly, 
your retum tightly clenched around it, as I drive my 
cock back and forth. I grab a fistful of uour hair 
and increase my rhythm, plunging into your ass faster 
and faster. It's so tight. So incredibly tight. And 
by God, it feels good.

I'm sweating from the strain and the excitement, the 
sweat running down my body, lubricating my cock even 
more, as I keep hammering into your ass. Your lovely 
tight little ass, my darling.

You're whimpering and sobbing uncontrollably, your 
face pressed into the bedspread. It could be just 
from pain, but I sense you're getting excited, too. 
And sure enough: As I look down, enjoying the sight 
of my huge cock impaling your ass, I see your little 
hand, trembling between your thighs, as it slowly 
begins massaging your juicy slit.

Ah yes, masturbate, my darling. Masturbate for me 
while I fuck your ass. Make yourself come - with my 
cock deep inside you. Maybe we can come together 
tonight. Maybe you'll feel me spurting my semen into 
your ass,while you masturbate yourself  to orgasm. 
How would you like that, my darling?

The thought turns me on, drives me mad with lust. I 
keep going, relentlessly hammering my rigid tool into 
your tight little hole. You're gasping for breath 
now, eagerly stroking your swollen labia.

I could climax any second, but I want you to come, 
too. I didn't only come here for my own satisfaction. 
No, I want to pleasure you, as well. I want to make 
you scream out loud in ecstasy, while my raging cock 
explodes inside your ass. You may feel it's wrong, you 
may feel ashamed. But that's what I want. And I will 
make it happen.

Yes, my darling, keep going. Masturbate for me.

Your moans of pleasure are getting louder. You're 
stroking your moist flesh frantically, my swollen 
cock poking into you again and again. And I can't 
hold out much longer, either.

Now - come for me, my darling. Feel my stiff shaft 
stretching your tender ass and come for me.

"Aaah! Aaah!"

You scream out loud, as the climax hits you. With 
both hands I pin your shoulders to the bed, as you 
wriggle about, trembling with the pleasure of your 
orgasm. The ecstasy surges through your struggling 
body, shaking you for several minutes, making you sob 
and whimper helplessly.

Yes. I did it. I held out until you came again, But 
the sight of your violent orgasm is just too beautiful 
to behold. As I feel the semen bursting out through 
my swelling shaft, I force my cock deep into your 
ass, holding still, savroing the unbearable tension, 
before I explode inside your clenching tightness.

"Unnnh!" I yell. "Unnnh!"

I know, my darling: Usually, I never make a sound 
when I'm with a woman. I like to let her do the 
moaning (and I do love the sound of female moans). 
But when I'm with you, my darling, feeling your 
flesh, watching your lovely body squirming beneath 
me, smelling the excitement on your young skin, it 
all gets too much. And I roar like an animal, my hot 
semen spurting into your ass.

You gasp out loud, my darling. Yes. Can you feel it? 
Jet after jet of piping hot sperm pumps out of my 
jerking cock, squirting deep into your ass. Dizzy 
with pleasure, I'm also amazed to feel the power of 
my second ejaculation tonight, as my cock keeps on 
going, spurting and spurting my sticky cream into 
you.

Ah yes, my darling. Finally my orgasm subsides. And 
slowly, slowly, I slide my still semi-hard cock out 
of your ass. You lie there, exhausted, breathing 
hard, face down on your bed as I zip up.

I look at you one more time before I turn and leave 
your bedroom. Yes, you are beautiful, my darling. And 
when I get home I will still fanatsize about you. 
Maybe I will even masturbate.

But you know I have to leave. Yes, I could spend the 
night with you, but that would change everything. It 
wouldn't be the same, then, the next time I came to 
see you, would it, my darling?

No, I must be the stranger who comes without warning, 
uninvited. The stranger who fucks you hard in your own 
bedroom. The stranger who makes you come against your 
will.

You know I'll be back, my darling. And you may be 
afraid. And you may feel ashamed. But you'll be 
waiting.

Won't you, my darling?

---
(c) Bonfils 2002
http://www.tales-of-lust.com

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