Dark Passage

I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and squirmed out of them, pulled my cock from my boxer shorts and slowly worked my fist around it as I watched her.

Still facing away from me, she pulled the straps of her teddy down over her shoulders and slowly danced herself out of it. It fell to the floor in a crumpled heap. She toyed with the elastic of her knickers, pulling it out with her thumbs, and releasing it so that it snapped back against her skin.

She moved her hands round in front of her and out of my sight. She remained in that posture for the longest time, her head slightly askance. Her knickers seemed incongruous on her. She looked rather like a bowdlerised statue of Artemis.

Unhurriedly, she turned, clasping her tits. I continued my leisurely, lazy wank as she exposed her breasts to me by degrees. She massaged them lethargically, then commenced moving her hands over them in circular motions, her pretty rose-pink nipples occasionally emerging from behind her fingers.

At length, she removed her hands altogether, leaving her nipples exposed and tremblingly erect.

Slowly, slowly, slowly she removed her knickers. Her pussy was shaven, save for a strip of wispy, golden pubic hair above it. She stood naked before me.

Now she was Artemis indeed. Divine, forbidden. I felt that I would be transfigured and undone for my sin in witnessing such exposed beauty.

She again cupped her breasts, and tugged lightly at her nipples, then smiled appreciatively at my erection.

"Want me to suck it?" she asked. And in an instant metamorphosed from unearthly goddess to earthy whore.

I collected myself and by way of answer, scrambled out of my boxers and shifted myself forward on the bed, perching on the edge of it.

Getting down onto her hands and knees she crawled towards me, a filthy, demoniacal look in her eye. On reaching me, she squatted back onto her haunches, her face so near me that I could feel her warm breath on my cock. She grasped me at the base of my shaft. My tip glistened with precum, my penis twitched in anticipation.

She didn't stand for much ceremony and proceeded to take my head into her mouth. This was to be no holds barred cocksucking.

She rolled her tongue around the head of my dick and sucked, licking all around it and probing at my peehole. After the torpor of the striptease, this new urgency took me by surprise.

It occurred to me that this sudden ardour was a strategy: She was looking for the quick cum. A quick suck and a quick fuck and I'd be exhausted and her arse would be safe.

This woman gave a very good blowjob. Her tongue was frenzied against my sensitive head. I groaned a little, and surrendered to the sensations she was awaking in me. All right - she could have my first cum, but I hadn't lost sight of the endgame.

She took me deeper into her mouth, swallowing me inch by inch, until she had half of my length in her mouth. Her tongue wagged and thrashed against my shaven shaft.

I was transported, utterly enraptured by her. Short, intense thrills of pure sordid lust transfixed me, wracking my entire body. I felt like I'd been winded.

She turned her attention back to the head of my cock, her teeth grazing it as she moved back up to it. The bursts of pleasure intensified, each one a harbinger of the paradise to come. This was the best blowjob I'd ever had. Again, she worked her mouth on it in a frenzy. She grabbed my shaft with her hand and worked it up and down. Sucking and licking and nibbling at my head as she did so. We both knew I wasn't going to last long.

She desisted in licking my cock, and instead began in earnest to wank me off. Gazing intently up at me as she did so. Her left hand reached underneath me to toy with my balls. I could feel my orgasm now, sense its inevitability and its magnitude.

Still furiously rubbing my cock, she leaned forward and kissed my balls. She sucked on them one at a time, and swilled her tongue around them in a long fluid motion. Then she took my hairless ball sack entirely into her mouth. She must have felt my bollocks tighten in her mouth, I was so close.

She gripped my shaft hard, strangling my climax, and stopping my semen in its tracks. Christ, I felt like I was going to explode. Leaving my balls, she moved her face back around in front of me. And still grasping the base of my cock firmly, began once again to suck on it.

She took me deeper this time, swallowing my length as far as she was able with her hand upon me. My head was at her throat. My cock jerked and spasmed now, crying out for release. The sensation was overpowering. Intense, and not a little painful.

Sensing my discomfort she moved her mouth back to the tip of my cock and sucked on it.

Then, at long, long last, she relinquished her grip on my shaft. I groaned as I came, shooting load after load into her gorgeous mouth. She swallowed most of it down, but when I had finished, a streak of semen ran from the corner of her mouth down to her chin.

She smiled victoriously up at me.

I returned the smile, and raised it to a predatory leer. I watched her triumphant expression fade, and morph into one of consternation and uncertainty.

It was my turn.

I crouched down next to her, and turned her head to face me and kissed her softly on the lips. I could taste my own cum in her mouth, but that didn't phase me. My tongue met with hers, and moved slowly against it. I moved my hands to her breasts, feeling her nipples hard against my hand. Her tits were firm and yet pliant.

In stark contrast to her methods, I was going to take my time pleasuring her. I wanted to take her up the arse, and the best way to do that was to make myself the architect of a monumental orgasm.

I kissed her harder, and lightly pinched her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Then, manoeuvring myself around her, I gently pushed her backward, catching her behind her shoulders with my right arm, and forcing my left beneath her knees. I scooped her up and stood, holding her in my arms.

She was surprisingly light. I placed her delicately down on the bed. Her expression now was tractable and amused, ready to allow me my attempt at arousing her, and sceptical of my chances.

And yet, her body belied her. Her nipples were hard, and her breath a little short. I lightly traced her slit with my middle finger and her legs involuntarily opened a little to accommodate me.

I was pleased to note that she was already a little wet.

I began to explore her body with my hands and lips, kissed her neck, her sternum, her sides. My hands worked around her waist, her armpits and her thighs. She tasted a little of soap, mingled with the salt of her sweat.

I was here and there and everywhere, lingering a while at her bellybutton, passing quickly over her breasts and nipples. I was careful to mark her response. She liked it when I tickled her behind her knee, shuddered a little when I kissed her ear, and when I touched her toes.

Slowly, painstakingly I mapped her sexual predilections and peccadilloes. I ignored those areas where she was unresponsive, and took especial care to stimulate her where she desired it. I loitered for a long time around her midriff, stroking her smooth belly, and kissing her navel. She gave a small moan of pleasure, which she quickly suppressed.

She was enjoying my unhurried attentions, but was a little bemused by them. I had caught her on the back foot. She was unused to this level of assiduity from a john.

My whole object was to perpetrate a confidence trick, to make her feel in that moment like she was my sweetheart and I hers.

I began to pay attention to her breasts. I rested my hands on them, and kissed my way up to them. I proceeded to suck on and lightly tug at her nipples with my teeth.

I spread her legs to give me access to her inner thighs. Just by looking at her pussy, I could see that she was highly aroused. Her cuntlips were engorged and pink, and her juices were visibly flowing. I kissed her left thigh, my lips tantalisingly close to her womanhood. I felt her whole body tremble in anticipation.

I knew it was time to raise the stakes.

Hesitating only a moment, I kissed her vulva. She gave a low moan of relief as I worked my lips against hers.

Opening my mouth a little, I pressed my tongue against her swollen pussy, savouring the sharp taste of her arousal. She began urgently to writhe her hips about, grinding her cunt against my face, and making her impatience abundantly clear to me.

I needed no further urging, and began to lick her up and down with long insistent strokes of my tongue. She was thrusting herself against me now, and I grabbed her waist with both hands to steady her. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could inside her and flicked it upwards toward her clit.

"Oh, fuck, yeah," she gasped and I felt her fanny twitch and convulse around me. I changed the angle of my attack, and began to run my tongue in circles against her hard little bud.

She gasped and I could tell that she was really getting into it now. I stopped licking her and grasped her pudendum firmly between my thumb and forefinger, pinching the folds of her flesh together over her clit. I just held her like that for a moment, and let her do the work herself, bucking her hips and using my fingers to wank herself.

Spreading her lips once more, I recommenced my oral onslaught against her clit. Expertly, I rolled my tongue and took her erect little nub inside it, fucking it back and forth. This drove her wild, and she began to thrash about, crying for me to continue. I gently nibbled on her sensitive centre. And pulled her this way and that with my tongue.

I slowed a little, and holding my tongue against her clit, I began to hum, trying to maintain a steady baritone.

She moaned her appreciation.

My face was still buried deep in her cunt, and I was still humming on her clit, when I heard the door open behind me. Swiftly, I moved my hand to continue the work of my tongue and teeth, and looked around. It seemed that she was oblivious to the intrusion and was mauling and tugging at her nipples with her eyes tightly closed as I arched my fingers upward to tickle her g-spot.

The Morisco pimp stood in the doorway. He grinned a knowing, disgusting sort of a grin.

"You have been long time ..." he observed. "Other men wait." Wordlessly, the fingers of my right still flexing and twisting inside her vagina, my thumb upon her clit, I reached for my trousers with my left. I pulled out my wallet, deftly flipped it open and then more awkwardly pulled out a fifty euro note. I screwed it up and threw it in his direction.

He stooped to pick it up and smiled lecherously, before turning and walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The grasping bastard could have waited.

I returned my attention to the squirming, spasming whore before me. I pulled my fingers out from inside her and guided her right hand down to take my place at her clit. Eagerly, she began rubbing herself. Then, grasping both her legs, I lifted her hips slightly, inclined my head downwards, and began forcefully licking her arsehole. She squealed her surprise, but the shock didn't interrupt her vigorous masturbation, only intensified it.

She loved my tongue on her pungent, forbidden little hole.

I kissed it like I was kissing her on the mouth or on the cunt, full and deep and without reservation.

"You dirty fucking bastard," she gasped in lust and disbelief.

Stiffening my tongue as much as I was able, I pushed it deeper inside her, greedily licking the most private, intimate area of her body, sampling its musky, heady delights.

I spread her arsecheeks apart, gapping her dark, dusky little opening a little more. I lapped at her greedily, teasing her sensitive ring, questing and tasting ever deeper into her secret, nasty little bumhole.

Her sphincter was tight even against my tongue, and I could well believe she had never been taken up the arse before. Spreading her still further open, I began to lick the upper wall of her anus. The sounds of my slurping, gourmandising arse-eating mingled with her groans of pleasure.

Her hand was now moving furiously against her clit and I felt her arsehole beginning to clench around my tongue and guessed that her orgasm was near.

Now was my chance. Now that I had worked her up into a frenzy, and had fetishised her arsehole, I could at last obtain my goal.

All at once I desisted my oral assault on her ass, and swiftly grabbed both of her hands, pinning her back against the bed. Immobilised, she began to writhe and contort herself, seeking to complete the climax which had been so suddenly denied her.

I looked her in the eye and said: "I'll let you cum, if you give me your arse."

She gazed up at me in fear and yearning. She struggled against my grip, testing my strength and my resolve, before she at last submitted to me and agreed to my ultimatum.

"Okay!" she panted, thrashing about helplessly in my grasp, trying in vain to rub her clit against my leg, against the bed clothes, anything to get herself off. "You win! I want you to fuck me in my arse. I want your cock in my little, tight arsehole."

I held her for another few seconds.

"Ask nicely."

"You fucking bastard! Fuck my fucking arse!"

"Say please."

"Please, please, please, please."

I released her and she scrambled round onto her front, grabbing a pillow and putting it underneath her belly as she did so. She lay prostrate before me with her tight, puckered arsehole elevated and exposed. I advanced toward her. My dick was rock hard and I was alive with, and almost overcome by, the anticipation of taking her anal virginity.

I pressed my helmet against her dark, forbidden little hole.

"Wait!" she said suddenly and urgently. She opened the drawer of the nightstand, reached into it and retrieved some lubricant. "Please use this."

I obliged her. I squirted a generous helping onto my hand and massaged it onto my cock. I then squirted some more directly onto her arsehole. She moaned as I rubbed it around her and worked it a little inside with my index finger. Fuck, she was tight.

This was going to be fantastic.

Now that she was sufficiently lubed, I again pressed my cock at her rear entrance. Again she cried fearfully:

"Wait!"

"I hope you're not going to walsh on our deal," I said reproachfully. My arousal was at such a feverish pitch, it was all I could do not to just take her hard then and there.

"No," she said softly. "But if we're going to do this, I'd like to have some control. Please. You lie down and I'll lower myself onto you."

I demurred and stood back as, trembling like a leaf, she stood up from the bed. I lay down in her place, my greasy, glistening cock pointing upward.

She straddled me and grabbed my slippery dick, guiding it towards my prize. She sat back a little and I was once again tantalisingly close to my goal. I felt my head against her arsehole once more.

Very gingerly, she lowered herself onto my cock. Oh god, she was so tight.

"Fuck," she gasped as my cockhead began to enter her arse, "it's like being a virgin again."

I felt a pop as her sphincter opened and her eyes widened in surprise.

"You're cock is inside my ass," she whispered in disbelief. She lowered herself a little more, the lubricant helping me to penetrate just a little deeper. Her anus was vicelike, her muscles contracting hard against my cock. "Oh fuck," she breathed. "It hurts."

"Relax," I said soothingly, although I was sorely tempted to knock her right arm out from under her to cause her to fall and force my whole cock up inside her all at once.

I managed to remain patient. I didn't really want to hurt her, and, besides, I was enjoying my slow progress into her tight, trembling arse.

"I can take it, I can take it, I can take it." She repeated the phrase like a mantra. She breathed deeply a couple of times and I felt her arsehole relax a little, and by gently, slowly, lowering herself slightly, she was able admit another inch or so of my length. She moaned.

I could see her pussy lips twitching and her clit shuddering and feel her sphincter clenching and unclenching around my cock.

Another deep breath, another centimetre yielded to me.

At that moment, with that last secession, she found that she was enjoying herself. To her evident surprise, she discovered that she rather liked having a cock in her arse.

"Oh yeah," she said vigorously, her eyes afire, "you're fucking cock is deep in my dirty fucking arsehole. Is it fucking tight enough for you?"

I nodded mutely. It was fucking tight enough.

With that, she lost what remained of her inhibitions, and sat abruptly down upon my cock, taking almost my full length inside her. She leant forward, putting her hands upon my shoulders, and began to rock her arse forwards and backwards. Slowly at first, then getting quicker and more urgent.

"I can't believe you're in my fucking arse," she panted. "And it feels fucking fantastic."

She sat back up again, moving her left arm behind her onto the bed to steady her. Her right hand flew to her clit, which seemed urgently to require attention. She rubbed it with animalistic abandon, caring nothing now for nicety, only for her looming orgasm.

She squatted up and down on my cock, and I moved my hips to match her rhythm, ensuring as I did so that she was still in control. Her fingers moved wildly against her clit, pulling it this way and that and tugging at it. She was becoming more and more earnest in her movements and I could feel her climax building.

Her anal muscles were squeezing my cock more rapidly and more insistently now and the mouth of her pussy was convulsing. Her fingers were mauling her clit ever more quickly and ever more viciously. I could feel my own climax nearing as she urgently ground her arse up and down the length of my cock.

She gave a strangled yell as she came, and her cunt heaved and spasmed. Her arse gripped my cock spasmodically and without rhythm and she threw her head back. She squirted a little warm liquid onto my stomach and I couldn't tell if it was piss or pussy juice. At that moment I didn't much care.

Before she had time to collect herself, or to come down fully from her orgasm, I guided her off my rockhard cock and onto her front, positioning the pillow once more beneath her to raise her twitching arsehole toward me. It was still a little agape as I once again guided my cockhead to her entrance. This time there was no reluctance and no protestation as I forced myself inside her.

I reached beneath her to her soaking pussy, and pushed two fingers inside it as I began earnestly to fuck her in her arse. Her hand joined with mine as she reached down to rub her clit.

She was quickly nearing once more the peak of her orgasm, as the insistent nature of her assault on her clit, and the rapid contractions of her sphincter against my cock attested.

Her pussy muscles, clenched and unclenched around my finger, and she screamed out her ecstasy into the dirty bedclothes.

I felt my own arsehole tighten, and knew that my own climax was close. Fuck, it was going to be a big one. I increased my pace, thrusting my cock rapidly in and out of her arse. Then, at last, I came.

It was a much more powerful orgasm than my first; partly because it was much more hard fought, and partly because her arsehole was so very tight and so forbidden.

My balls tensed, and my shaft twitched and tautened and I exploded deep in her arse, squirting four or five times before I was spent.

I pulled my cock out, and her twitching arsehole ejected a little of my cum, which ran slowly down towards her pussy.

"Oh my god, oh my god," she said in disbelief. "That was amazing. I never knew what I'd been missing ..."

"No need to thank me."