Dirty Erotic Oneshots - Mistress_ Red (books to read now txt) 📗

hands run along her spine. His thumbs digging deep and pulling the muscle from the bone. She sighs long and heavy, realizing how thoroughly exhausted she is.

As fierce as the spanking was, the massage along her back is every bit as soothing. His palms slip down her sides and free the remainder of her bones from the encumbrances of her flesh. His fingers pausing every so often to dig or flitter across a new area. Back up the spine and to her scalp where he squeezes trills over her head. He clamps her shoulders, rubbing hard, then slips over her ribs in light knowing

He rocks on her. Forward to reach her neck and scalp, back to run his hands all the way down her outer body to the top of the curve of her ass. He presses into her as he crosses the curvy small of her back. The massage goes on and on. Relaxes her until she is limp. The exhaustion seeping from her pores. All the rest of her tiny pockets of resistance evaporating with the wafting of his feather touches on her back.

She knows he's not done with her though. Feels it in the hardness that prods her buttocks. When he pushes up to her neck, she feels it driving up between her legs. When he pulls back toward her ass, she feels it hard and pulsing against her thighs. As drizzled as she has become, melted into a pool, she feels an awareness suffuse her. A sharp invasion of her senses. Keen and pervasive. She feels even his slightest touch as a blazing torch in her darkness. Even the cover over her eyes cannot stop the explosions of color and want.

He moves to lie against her side. The warmth of their twin bodies spreads through and around her. "You're going to cum the very moment I shove my hard cock inside you."

The words are molten iron slipping into all the spaces left within her. The places where her will and dreams have merged to become something new. The spots where her feelings and needs have disappeared with his touch. Everywhere she thought was filled with something she held onto, all take the form of his words and turn to him.

"You're going to take me all the way inside. In one thrust, I'm going to go right through you and you'll take it."

"Yes."

"Before I ram into the back of you, you'll cum. You will cum hard. You'll grab my cock and squeeze all of it at once. Hard."

"Yes."

His words intoxicating, she never once thinks it might be impossible.

"You're going to cum for me."

"Yes."

"This is mine."

"Yes.

He takes her by the hair and yanks hard. Brings tears welling into the pools of darkness she peers through. He forces her mouth to his and nibbles at her lips. Light and full. He tugs at one, then the other. His other hand looses her thighs and he presses his chest into her so she turns onto her back and flowers out waiting for him to come in.

His hands grasp her hips and he moves her into a position he decides is better suited for him. One hand moves to her groin and his thumb traps her clit against her mons. The other hand frees her ankles and opens her legs. The invading thumb makes her gasp out loud as it delves into her wetness. She feels the flow and the release of heat like she's never known before. His fingers slip up and down the silken delights of her sex.

She is lost in his touch. It's everywhere at once and so far within her that she cannot find which is her and which of her is all his.

He rips the bindings from her wrists, pulls the blindfold from her eyes, sets his hips above hers and into the thick atmosphere of anticipation, says "cum for me. Open your eyes to mine and cum on my cock."

She struggles to do as he says. Her hips lift upward on their own, her body reaches for him. His fingers run into her hair and lifts her head slightly. More fingers slip into her mouth. Forces in between the sighs and moans. He pulls so tightly with his fist that the back of her head stretches taut and her eyes fly open.

"Cum for me now."

His hard cock shoves deep into her. Rams through her opening, thick and hard it batters through her inner muscles, stabs completely through her cervix and drives everything from her but the vicious shattering of orgasm.

Her body obeys him. There's nothing else she knows. She feels every nerve like a flame in the black night and is unable to grasp a single thought or sense.

Before she thinks of how he can do this to her, she is in the throes of another, more fierce climax. Another follows closely. He pounds her mercilessly. Her body grabs and pulls at him. Tries to hold or keep him in, wants more and has no idea how to take it. She was limp and now fire incarnate. She burned with desperation and now is wave after wave of liquid. She knows only that she wants it to never end.

Somewhere in the struggle to keep herself from devastation, he shoots load after load into her. The jolts of electricity charges through her with every spasm he gives. He seems to go on forever. He pushes his semi hard cock into her mouth, smooths the drenched hair from her face as she swallows and hums it back to it's hard state. She tastes their mixed flavors and it drives her into another bursting.

He pulls the stiff member back from her, flips her easily onto her stomach and slams into her with so much fury that she is driven deep into the mattress. She is unable to keep to her knees and instead just shoves her ass up into the air from a prone position, giving it over to him. Her arms and legs akimbo. Splayed out and up.

He drives her even harder and the number of orgasms is lost in the intensity. She knows nothing but what he gives her.

Somewhere it stops and they collapse into a heap that blissful darkness comforts with a blanket of completeness. s u p e r n a t u r a l

 

 

One night, after a long day at work, Lucie, the alley cat was headed home, walking down a too dark, far too abandoned street and stretching every few feet to relieve the stresses of the day. She was a sweet looking little neko with fleshy long ears and a fluffy pale blonde tail to match her hair.

 

She yawns a few times missing the sudden shadow of the large being she was bound to somehow managing to follow her quietly, for once. Not that she found him to be ominous any longer. But he still freaked her out when he wanted to. She felt a heavy, clawed hand settle on her shoulder, one that belonged to Velve and she'd whine a little, "Don't sneak up on me like thats...", her voice trailing off as she turns around and sees something different in his gaze. 

"You should have felt me coming cat girl", his voice a rough gravelly sound she found disturbing and comforting at the same time and that worried her.

"Yous spose to leave me alone and stuffs, I'm safe enough...was safer before I met you", all this said while she adjusted her little work uniform. All the felines had to wear cutesy little outfits that showed more flesh than she preferred and had a draft tickling at her bottom in the chill of night. The demons gaze caught on the short frilly skirt just caressing the curve of her bottom and had she seen it, she may have found something to worry over as the horned creature hardened beneath the heavy fabrics about his waist. Lucie was already turning her back on him again and slowly continued her walk home. 

Another rough growl from the demon made her stop at the door to her tiny apartment, "I hope you're ready to apologize for being so impertinent, you will regret it."

She just lets out a little huff of laughter, "yous can't hurt me without hurtin yerself", she didn't know what the demon had in mind, but she wouldn't have laughed even a little if she'd paid attention to the lust brewing inside of him.

"Oh I can harm you well enough without hurting myself even a little, Lucie", there was a different sound to his voice now and after he followed her into the apartment, she found herself pushed down to the floor with him following, her skirt lifted up to reveal she still wasn't fond of wearing panties and with his length over hers, he was able to hold her wrists down to the ground while breathing his hot breath over her sex.

"Y-you can't play with me like this, I'm no toy, I said I'd only do things if they weren't crazy, this is crazy, you lemme go demon man", she still had trouble saying his name and he caught onto it easily enough, a hot, slick demon tongue coming out to tease over her lips and flick just once hard at her clit, making the kitten wriggle and squeal but also start to drip sweet honey.

"I will make a deal with you, cat girl. When you learn to say my full name, I will let you free, until then, it's not something I'm asking you to do, it's something I'm making you do...", he'd trail off with rough laughter and tease a claw from his free hand over her swelling, dripping sex and murmur softly, "besides, your body likes what I'm doing, it can't be too crazy", he gives her little clit a pinch with his claws and she trembles. 

Lucie was panting soon and he'd shuffle her about so she was seated on his lap, but she was still small enough, he could easily look over her shoulder at those small breasts and a little case would appear from somewhere, popping open to reveal what looked like earrings, but weren't. "I don't wear earrings no mores....", she trails off when he pinches a nipple and makes her squeak again.

"Who said these are for your ears?", then his intention became clear, each little hoop had a small piece missing from it but was made of a metal only found in hell that would seal itself permanently once attached to the wearer and she'd whimper. She didn't know she'd never be able to remove them, but he was teasing her pink nipples till they were swollen and begging to be licked. Then he used claws on both hands and quickly pierced both nipples at once, making her cry out a sound he stopped by sticking that long, hot tongue down her throat. She would squirm a little but didn't want her nipples torn and all too soon she could feel the extra weight of the rings attached, she toyed with them looking for the opening after he let her lips free and just held her whimpering on his lap, his hips moving enough to grind his large member against her bottom.

"N-no mores....i-it hurts....i can't find how ta get