Darkest Night Ch. 03
Sliding the buzzing vibrator lower, she eased it into her waiting pussy, slowly pressing it deeper. Her fingers dipped into the slippery wetness, finding her tingling clit and stroking it. She drove the imitation cock deep, pulling it out slowly and forcing it back inside more rapidly. Her breathing shortened as the feelings intensified. Both hands moved faster, one plunging the humming machine deeply into her juicy pussy, the other manipulating the delicate bundle of nerves in an attempt to hasten her climax.
She rapidly returned to the brink of orgasm, feeling the shivers and tiniest spasms that signaled her release. She was intensely aware of the slushy sounds of her pussy being pounded, the stretching of her walls by the plastic cock, her fingers against her clit. Closing her eyes tightly, she pictured Reggie's large cock, imagined that he was forcing it into her. Her hips rose to meet the thrusting of the fake shaft, over and over again until the heat from the vibrator felt like it would burn her pussy. Her fingers began to stiffen and cramp from the prolonged stimulation of her stubborn cunt, but the orgasm continued to elude her.
Michelle groaned in frustration, feeling her arms growing more tired, knowing that the orgasm she craved was not going to happen. She just couldn't make it happen.
Two hours later, she felt no better. Having finally stopped masturbating, she still felt incredibly horny, as if she could come just from thinking about it. Hah! she thought, If only it WAS that easy. I nearly rubbed a callus on my fucking pussy and couldn't get off. What is wrong with me??? Can I only get off with that fuckin' rapist? She had dressed in a sundress, leaving her panties off to keep from having anything rub against the overly sensitive skin. Or maybe she was just thinking of easy access if her friendly neighborhood rapist stopped by.
I bet I'd cum as soon as he shoved that big monster cock in me, she thought disgustedly. No wonder he came back, I'm like a bitch in heat. And now it's even worse!
Suddenly, for no apparent reason, Jason popped into her mind. The worthless piece of a man had been a boyfriend until four months earlier. He had very few redeeming qualities, but he wasn't a bad fuck. His cock was nothing like Reggie's, but she didn't exactly have the number to call Reggie, did she? And Jason was not seeing anyone that she knew of, and he didn't mind 'sharing' his stuff, even if he was. She knew this from experience. Dialing the number, Michelle knew she might end up regretting this course of action. But she thought maybe he would want to reconcile, or that he would mock her in turning her down. She just swallowed her pride out of desperation. Nothing would be accomplished until she quieted her hungry little pussy, it seemed.
By one o'clock, Jason was knocking on the door of her apartment. Michelle answered wearing a negligee and heels. She led him to the bedroom without a word. Leaving the lights on in the bedroom, she sashayed around in front of him, swaying seductively as he peeled off his shirt. Jason was a few inches taller than Michelle, maybe 5'9" or 5'10". His body was softer than she preferred, the muscles buried under a little fat, and he was, of course, white. But she had never noticed how white, how pale, he was. He probably never gets outside, she thought. Always inside jacking off, I guess. She smiled at the thought, but acknowledged to herself the likelihood that it was true.
She hesitated as his hands moved to the belt buckle at his waist, realizing that she was less turned on at this moment than she had been all day. "Stop," she said without thinking any further. "I don't think this is such a good idea, after all." She bent to retrieve his shirt, holding it out to him and trying not to reveal her sudden distaste for him. He stood still for a moment, a puzzled look on his face.
"But, you said--"
"I know what I said. I changed my mind." She threw his shirt toward him, nodding when he caught it automatically. "You need to go. I need you to go." She spoke firmly, allowing no room for negotiation. He seemed to hesitate, finally slipping back into the shirt.
"What kind of game are you playin', Michelle?" His voice conveyed some of his anger, but she wasn't worried. If anything, she was amused. Jason was so different from Reggie, and she couldn't really say she was still afraid of Reggie. Jason was no threat at all.
"No game, Jace. Just changed my mind. A woman's prerogative, you know?" Slipping into a robe, Michelle gestured for him to leave her bedroom. Following him to the door, she was silently thankful that she had changed her mind, refusing to have mediocre sex with someone she had put in the past.
She opened the door enough to allow him to leave, ignoring his hopeful "Couldn't you change it again?" She pushed against his chest, forcing him back the last step out of the apartment, closing the door on whatever additional comments he might have made. She leaned against the door, breathing a sigh of relief. What was I thinking, having Jason - of all people - come over to relieve sexual frustration? As I recall, he wasn't that great, although no one is, in comparison to Reggie. How could I locate him, though? She had finished thinking of Jason, and her mind turned to the unbelievable task of trying to find Reggie, a large black man in a city of over 50,000. It was basically an impossible task, she knew. She had to wait to hear from him, if ever he contacted her again.
When the doorbell rang, she shook her head at Jason's persistence. She opened the door to insist that he leave, once and for all. However, she was surprised to find that the man on the other side of the door was not Jason, but Reggie. The instinctive smile that formed on her lips froze when she noticed the expression on his face. She took two steps back, concerned by the naked fury in his eyes. He lunged forward, kicked the door shut behind him, and caught her arm in one huge hand.
He yanked her up closer to him, the fingers of his right hand digging into the flesh of her upper arm painfully. He used his left hand and his massive body to force her around, backing her up against the closed door.
"What are you doing?" She spoke without thinking, surprise and pain evident in her voice. "You're hurting me!"
His left hand moved to her throat, thumb and forefingers forming an immovable cage around most of her delicate neck. She swallowed in sudden fear, and he could feel the movement under his hand. "Did you let him touch you?" Reggie spoke softly, his voice at odds with the barely suppressed violence of his touch.
She closed her eyes, shaking her head slightly. Regret poured through her, leaving her nauseated and wondering what he would do to her. "I -"
"Why was he here, Michelle? I see how you are dressed, are you going to tell me you didn't invite him?" His voice was harsher now, his anger less controlled as his fingers tightened slightly around her neck. Her hands moved to grasp his forearm in an automatic gesture of self-defense.
"Please," she struggled to find the words to persuade him of her innocence, not knowing what he might do in retaliation. "I did call him." She spoke more rapidly as the fingers twitched in response, remaining tight enough to cause her concern. "I changed my mind, told him he had to leave. I just thought I needed-- I didn't know how to find you." She stopped the frantic appeal, meeting his eyes and seeing what appeared to be a slight lessening in his anger.
"I told you that I fuckin' OWN you!" He leaned closer, his body pinning her to the door, his fingers remaining locked around her throat. "I don't know what you were thinking, but you will live to regret it." He released her suddenly, stepping back and moving across the room. When he turned toward the bedroom, she took a single step after him before hesitating. She sat, instead, sinking to the sofa weakly. Now that he was here, and so clearly infuriated, she wondered why she had hoped to see him again. She was sure he wasn't making empty threats, and feared what he might do to her.
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