I Know What I Need

“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked me, playing with the waistband of my panties in the moment before he tugged them down, “Do you want me inside of you?”

I moaned and it turned into a whimper at the end and all I wanted to say was to ask him, was to beg him, not to make the decision mine. But I knew this was a part of his game. I knew this was a part of his plan.

Because Blake wasn’t going to end things tonight, not if he could make this something that would happen over and over and over again.

If I had to guess he wanted to make me his, and not like a ring on my finger and a pretty little thing on his arm. He wanted to make me his at beck and call, to ring me up and make me crawl for him.

The dream said the future would come in time. Beautiful little dress and happy little homemaker. Bearing his babies and cleaning his house and getting down on my knees to keep the earner in the place hard and happy and satisfied.

But we were young and we were dumb and maybe pretty soon I’d at least be full of cum. The future was just the future, one that he didn’t even have a clue about.

“Tell me,” he ordered, “Tell me how you want it. Tell me how much you need it.”

“Blake,” I begged him, but he pulled back and shook his head.

“Tell me or you don’t get me at all.”

My mouth flapped open and closed and I struggled to put things into words. Shame bloomed on my cheeks, mingling with the blush of need and the flush of passion. And in the midst of it I contemplated obeying, that and telling him to go fuck himself and turning and walking away but the latter was not an option in the least. I was here now and my body was keeping me trapped and if I wanted to walk away, well it would take an act of god to make me turn my back on the pleasure that he was offering.

Blake played with his belt, with his zipper. He tugged them down and I stared as he pushed them over his hips and they fell. In the dark I could barely make out his cock but it was big enough to make me gasp and make my eyes go wide and big enough to get a chuckle out of him.

“All the same,” he mused, “All of you just can’t help yourselves, but Baby you can help yourself if you want. It’s all for you. After all, you’re the one who made me so fucking hard.”

His hand closed around his length and he stroked himself and my hands pressed at my body, clasped to my chest as they curled in and I felt my heart pound harder, felt my mouth go dry at the thought of tasting him.

“You want it, don’t you? Don’t deny yourself. That would be cruel. Have all the fun you want, Emily. You can have it all.”

My tongue slipped out and wet my lips. He stepped forward and we were hidden entirely in the bushes and all the better for it. That kept his half nakedness at bay and it kept my dignity as well, because right now the way I looked was entirely undignified.

There was a flush on my skin and my dress was pressed up in the back. The rest of it was all askew, and my whole body was tight and clenching.

Right now I looked like a woman who needed to get fucked which was a nice coincidence, because that’s exactly what I was. I needed to get fucked. I needed to fuck. I needed to wrap my lips around that cock that was coming closer by the second and feel the hard, hot thickness fill me again and again.

There was only one way to interpret my appearance, and even if I could make a convincing argument with my words that I didn’t I knew that I would have a hard time arguing things. Because right now I looked the part. Right now I was playing it so well that even if it was just acting it was so hard to discern that truth from reality.

This was wrong. This was the wrong thing to do and absolutely the wrong man to do it with. Blake was my bully, was a complete and utter asshole, and had no doubt manipulated things to get me in this place and in this position and yet now that I was here I knew that it was closer to my own true desires than I would have cared to admit.

And if nothing else I appreciated the clarity, because it told me what I needed.

I needed to feel like a woman. I needed to fucking cum.

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