Slam Takes Lessa (Aug 1999)

What happens when a horney, bitchy, "ex" refuses the man that she has teased to the point of sheer, unbridal lust? She fucks... One way or another!

The quiet wicked voice in the back of her head whispered "Say no then slap him and call him a bastard." and without thinking further she did. Her hand lightening fast streaked out and struck him hard on the side of his face. She watched, hypnotized as his anger boiled beneath the surface and her hand print on his cheek darkened to a hot red.

"You bitch." he hissed at her. "You'll pay for that, and you'll pay hard.
The black quiet voice sighed and quivered in anticipation. It liked nothing better than to feel his strong hands on her with brutal determination to take what she denied.
She raised her hand to strike him again and he caught it above her head and with a smooth practiced move twisted her away from him and jerked her arm up behind her back until he felt her raise up on her toes.

"How dare you deny me what I will always own Lessa?" His breath warm against her ear. "Get the fuck off of me Slam, your a married man." He took her earlobe in his teeth and bit down. She whimpered and the black voice moaned in pleasure. He released her ear lobe and marched her across the room until she stood in front of the cheval mirror that stood in the corner of her bedroom.

"You like this, don't you, you crazy ass bitch, you would like for me to take it wouldn't you?" He shoved his hand up under her blouse and squeezed her dark breast until the nipples hareden, she tried to squirm away and cried out for him to stop.
"Don't do this Spam, please your hurting me. You can't expect me to do anything with you, your a married man for God sake!" a tear pooled in the corner of her eye and trembled there. The black voice in her mind whispered "Oh God, his strong grasp feels sooo gooood, its been a while since I was with a man with enough balls, to take what he wants." Leesa wanted Spam yet she was conflicted, he was married and she was engaged, though they continued to keep in touch all these years, they hadn't seen each other until Spam showed up at her house. Her kids were away for the weekend and at first she thought it was either them or her fiance. She loved her fiance but he was a nice guy and didn't understand what Leesa's body sometimes craved.

Leesa and Spam had kept in contact since he left town and a lot of times, when both were horney and frustrted, they would play at e-sex and send each other lewd comments and sometimes dirty stories. During this full moon and feeling extremely horney, Leesa jokingly dared Spam to come down to DC and "take her wet, horney pussy if he was man enough" never thinking that he would take her up on her dare."

Now having second thoughts on the whole "sex" thing, she tried to get away from his strong arms by grinding her heel into his toe. She hesitated fearing what would come, knowing that if she didn't hurt him and get away and she knew once she did it and she didn't get away, she wouldn't be able to stop this big black man at all. "Do it now!" the voice screamed in her head. And she reacted to the demand instantly by grinding her heel on his big toe.
"God Damn it!" he shouted and flung her on the bed. She bounced up and he caught her before she could crawl off the other side.

Dragging her back as she kicked at him and slapped at his head with open hands screaming for him to leave her alone. He caught one hand and pinned it above her head. As he fastened the padded hand cuff around her wrist she pounded his shoulder and chest with the other. With the one hand secured, he easily caught and fastened the other one in an identical cuff on the other side of the bed.

She continued to rage at him, screaming out her protests. He thought about gagging her but he liked the sound of her cries, it excited him to know she had no control over what was going to happen to her and it thrilled him to think that she may or may not like it. The cocky little tease wasn't in control of him now was she? He straddled her and tucked his feet over her knees as she tried to buck him off, the joyous sound of her loud protests tickling his sense of justice. He settled back on his heels pinning her legs to the bed.

He sat there and watched her voluptuous body, squirm and struggle against her bonds, he found her dark beauty both erotic and seductive, as she jerked against the cuffs and shouted demands to be let loose. Her head shook from side to side as she screamed at him, Leesa was afraid of what would happen next but at the same time, oddly turned on.

She pushed that last thought from her mind.

It was her symphony of sound and movement that titillated his libido, a ballet of movement in her attempts to escape. His manhood grew hard and erect as he stared at her... It was beautiful.

The black voice in her head uttered dark whispers of pleasure at the feel of the wetness between her legs, it begged for her to fight so that he might punish her by squeezing and twisting her nipples, and suck and nibble on her skin, the voice teased her with images of him plunging his fingers into her soft depth, drag her unwilling body to the edge of eternity and push her over the edge into bliss.

She fought against the black voice, what it wanted was wrong, the church said it was wicked for a man to enter a woman except for the purpose of procreation. Pleasure was a sin.
The black voice took over her mouth and it spit at him, the glob of spittle landing square on his chest. "Your cock isn't big enough to fuck a hummingbird." she screamed. Then she cringed at the madness she saw rush into his eyes. She knew it was done, he was past the point of no return. He would finish this dirty deed and then leave her to wallow in the aftermath.
He leaned forward and ripped her blouse open, buttons popped in every direction and she heard them bounce on the hard wood floor. His eyes clouded with lust at the sight of her bare breasts. She never wore a bra at home, he knew it, his mouth watered as her dark firm breast bounced free.

His hot wet, insane mouth and wicked hands covered her skin, unpurposely she let out a sigh, it had been too long since a man, sucked, licked and manhandled her tits in such a greedy way. Before she realized what she was doing, she loudly moaned in sweet torturous rapture as his hands closed tightly around the soft globes and kneaded hard them like bread dough. He pinched the nipples between his thumb and forefinger until she squealed in pain, or was that pleasure? His mouth suckled her tit as a wicked new born and his teeth bit into her nipple. Again she moaned... He unbuttoned her jeans, crawled off the side of the bed and walked to the end. Catching a pant leg as she kicked at him he pulled it down until it trapped her feet in the pants. Then he pulled them the rest of the way off.

The black voice demanded "Kick him in the stomach, that will make him be even angrier and more cruel when he fucks us." The black voice moaned and panted in anticipation, imagining the feel of him thrusting into her unready body, the dry friction of his pumping, and the voice took the sobs that were coming from her throat and turned them into eager whimpers.
"Kick him now! Kick him hard!" it screamed the demand and her foot responded with a will of it's own and caught him square in the stomach. His breath gushed out in a sudden burst and he doubled over. A meager measure of hope fluttered at the edge of her mind, maybe he would stop this time. Maybe that would make him understand that this was wrong, this was against Gods will, even if she was his wife.

It took him a moment to recover his breath and when he did he leapt on the bed and turned her over on her stomach, twisting her restrained arms painfully above her head. She screamed as his hand came down with a loud smack on her black bare ass, next a hot mouth went down down, she felt her ass cheeks spread and a cruel tongue pushed and wiggled into her ass. This treatment almost drove her crazy. The black voice inside quivered in pure ecstasy as his tongue reached deeper and deeper into her tight rectum. Then it moaned intensley as the tongue left left her anus and a wet fiunger went in.

Leesa squealed in protest and tightened her cheeks, yet the finger went in deep and pulled slowly in and out of her virgin hole. Next a the mouth suddenly crept between her legs and the tounge slid into her wet cunt, this was almost too much for her, yet she continued to shout out obcenities, partly hoping to stir him on. She jerked and pleaded as fingers joined the tongue, she begged for him to stop, her cries grew louder and louder. He only stopped, once to hear her wimpering and gasping for breath. He rubbed his hand over her ass and felt the heat rising from the skin. The sight of her round fat ass made him want her, in a way she hadn't wanted a woman in some time. he wanted to fuck her and her scream and climax out his name, the bumpy hot feel of her ass, the darkness of her skin, the sound of her crying, moaning and gasping all mingled together to form an irresistible cocktail that stiffened his dick until he thought it would burst from its hardness.

"No more please..." She whispered. "Don't t-touch me anymore." hoping her feeble helplessness might might spur him on.

"You just can't stop while you're ahead can you?" he growled and slapped her ass. She jerked at the searing jolt of pain that jabbed into her throbbing, wet butt-hole. He pulled the cheeks apart again and stroked the tight spot, teasing her. Each time his finger moved across the tight opening, she would jerk in fear and anticipation, then his fingers moved across her cunt and without warning, he slammed two fingers into her unprepared hole. At the sudden and unexpected violation of her cunt Leesa was flung into orgasm and the hard spasms of it shuddered through her body. Her voice gasped for air and stars exploded before her eyes, her mouth opened and emited cries of gratification, then slowly dwindled into silence.
He sat there pumping his fingers in and out of her feeling the warm flow of her climax on his hand. When it subsided he left her there to rest for a few moments listening to her panting. Finally he stood and pulled his own jeans off. She wiggled away from him at the sight of his cock springing from the top of his shorts as he yanked them down and off.

"Please no, please no." she whispered over and over as he put one knee on the end of the bed to climb up on it between her legs.

"Push him off the bed while you can." The voice whispered in her head and hoped that if she did it might sooth his lustful energy. A part of her, a wicked part also hoped he would be harsh and merciless as he took her. She waited until he shifted his weight to the knee and then shoved him off the foot of the bed as hard as she could. He landed with a solid thud on the floor.

Cursing her he jumped up and grabbed her leg and roughly wrenched it to the side. He grabbed the padded ankle cuff that dangled at the foot of the bed and strapped it in place. She struggled to keep him from doing the same to the other foot and succeeded only in making him madder. He grabbed her foot and stretched her wide open on the bed strapping the second cuff in place.

She knew there was no longer any need to plead with him, it would do no good. He would slack his lust inside her, without thought. Only pure animal lust... She closed her eyes and turned her head away closing out the room, shutting off the sensations, turning off the sounds and smells of unholy sex. In her mind wicked part of her hovered, waiting, wanting him to plow into her, to force her explode once again off the edge of bliss and drag her into the pit of climax.

He climbed on to the bed between her legs, the sight of her head turned away, eyes crunched shut cringing at the very thought of his touch made him smile, his meat grew harder and throbbed in delight. His large erected monster was in control he had this uncontrollable need to have her... to pump his seed deep into her belly, feel her body shudder as she orgasmed from his lust.
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"No,no,no,no,no." she panted and pushed her face harder against her imprisoned arm. "Don'y do this... Don't! I'm engaged... Please Apam don't do this!!" She kept her head turned away from him but he wanted more. "I want you to look at me while I fuck you Leesa, I want you to see what you do to me. I want you to know the power of my need for you. You have teased me for months from one e-mail to the next, then you dare me to come here and take you, now you want to ack like you don't want this too?" He twisted her breast until she cried out in pain "Now look at me!!!" Leesa looked up and stared at the lust she inspired in this big black man. She knew, she was about to get the fuck of her life and this excited her, even as she played hard to get.


He tilted his hips forward until he felt the opening of her hole at the head of his cock. He paused studying her face looking for one small minute sign that she wanted him and found none. The black voice in her head held its breath and waited. Then with all the force he possessed he pushed forward burring his hard cock into her. He felt the flesh stretch and pull against the skin on his cock and then he felt the wetness, as her cunt began to mositen. The sensation it brought to him was that of completion, the ending the long journey, and it excited him to know that she was his again.

She gasped at the sudden penetration, and dry scrap of his hardness riding up inside of her. She let out a loud "gasp" and her eyes widened in surprise, a sharp electric shock jolted through him at her reaction and he grined and pushed himself in deeper. She tried to wiggle her thick dark body away but her restraints held her fast, she let out a cry of slight pain and discomfort as his darks hips slapped against hers and hard dick filled up her love canal. Though her hunger was strong, her body had not been penetrated with this much sheer naked determination in some time. her cunt had grown used to the "mamby-pamby" soft, making love kind of weakness, her loving finace always gave her hole. This was different. It was raw and almost savage, his gunt of passion was mirriored by her own, despite her displeasure, this is what she "needed" to once again, get "fucked" into her second orgasm.

He slammed in and then was still, letting her body "remmeber" his volume. His stiff meat throbbed intently inside her greedy hole, who was happy to once again unite with an old friend. once he was all the way in and he shifted his weight to his elbows and grasped her shoulders. Sliding in and out ever so slightly until he felt the reluctant lubrication of her oussy begin to seep into her and around his buried shaft, he watched the play of emotion over her face. And he caught a glimpse of the wickeked voice that inspired her imagination on her visage and then felt her muscles begin to respond. He could wait no longer, he pulled back and slammed forward feeling the head of his cock ram into her cervix. Her mouth opened and her breathing grew heavy as he pounded away at her again and again, fucking Leesa with all his strength. They united, these long lost lovers, her hips reluctantly lifeted up and Slam rode deeply into her. His heart beat hard in his chest and echoed in his ears and he watched her eyes as she looked at him while he ravished her.

He watched as the voice took her over and she moaned out its pleasure. He watched as her body respond more and more to his hard ramming of his cock into her softness and her cunt greedily, gobbled his cock up even as she breathlessly moaned and repeated the words "No, no, no..." Over and over.

As she neared climax her "refusal chant" grew louder, at the peak of her high refusal, the wicked voice filled the void and swallowed the chant replacing it with rapid grunts of passion and the words "Yes, yes, yes" became her new mantra. Her chant and her body hurdled over the peak of its climax, and then she screamed his name into the darkness. "OOOHHHGAAWWWDSLLAAAAAMMM...." He followed reveling in the power of his own release and the sweetness of her body, glorifying in the feel of his body stiffening and shaking violently and thick, man seed spraying into her body. She felt a sheer Joy at the slick feel of his cum coating her hole and her own juices coating his cock, it looked like a dark club, coating in wet oil, and it sheened as it pulled back and thrust back in, only to spew more of his cum. He continued to pound her filling her with everything he had.

And then it was over. And he collapsed in a shuddering heap, laboring for breath on top of her. Absorbing the feel of her heaving breaths under him, as she lay breshless under him, both remembering the days when their passion was as deep as thier attraction to each other. He keeping in his mind for the rest of his days, how her eyes squinched together at the height of her orgasm and how they opened wide with the glassy look of total bliss as she bit her lower lip and climaxed.

He held her to him for a few moments and then got up and went into the bathroom.
She let the intense pleasure of her climax linger, she savored it, memorized it and knew that God would forgive her this carnal pleasure since she couldn’t have prevented it. Though she really didn't want to. It had been forced on her, taken from her, once again he had taken her, like he would sometimes do in the old days, when they would wrestle on his bed, he would over power her and they would wind up screwing like rabbits. The wicked voice in her mind whispered its dark whisper "You wanted it to and you know it." As she pushed that last thought from her mind and it retreated into its unholy nest in the darkest corner of her soul.

he would come back and untie her, they will kiss long and lingering, they would intamatly make love one more time before saying a "sexual" good bye to each other forever, for he had a wife and she had a good man, and they were hard to find. She let this one get away, she would not repeat her mistake...

But they still would have their cyber, sex e-mails.

Peter Stone