"Get out of here" he growled.
But she stared at him and smiled. Her stare was unflinching. There was power in that smile, the sweet siren song of seduction.
"By the time I'm done with you, you will not be able to live without me." She said.
He tried to stand, but he's feet were shaky, he felt very weak.
"What have you done to me? What did you put in my drink? You stupid Bitch." He asked.
But she stood there with a grin. She stepped close to him tried to touch him, but he swung a blow at her with all his might but to his utter surprise, by the time his fist reached her, she was no longer there. Seemingly moving without effort, she danced backward, his blow harmlessly fanning the air in front of her breast. He swung again at her, and she ducked under the blow. As she did, the top of her dress fell forward, and he found himself unexpectedly starring down the front of her little dress, her breasts exposed to his view. They were huge, large nubs of flesh, topped by cherry nipples that he suddenly longed to touch and taste.That glimpse of her flesh froze him in his tracks. He stumbled and fell.
"Naughty, naughty!" She grinned. "I think you were distracted there for a moment."
"You are good, you stupid slut. And you use your seductive assets rather cleverly. But you aren't good enough." He grimaced.
She curtsied to him, lifting her short dress high enough for him to see that she wore nothing covering her Pussy.
"We'll see," she giggled.
"All right, Bitch, Let's finish this. Get out of here or I will do something you will regret." he announced, then got up and charged at her again.
She ducked under his grasp, but he managed to catch a wisp of her dress, his fingers clenched the material, and it ripped. She pulled free, but when she turned to face him, much of her tender flesh was exposed. Her right hip and thigh were now bare, brazenly exposed; her left breast now dangled above a tear in her dress. He was mesmerized yet again. His knees felt weak once more, and he felt strange, uncertain tingling sensations running up and down his spine.
He shook his head furiously as if to shake off what he just saw.
Realizing her seductive skills, he laughed, even as he shook his head once again to clear his mind.
"Is that all you've got, Slut?"
She grinned up at him. "Oh, I've got lots more than that. Come and see."
She walked seductively in her heels towards him, making to lift her dress again to show him her pussy. He pretended not to notice her and when she had gotten very close to him, he let her kiss him. He lifts his right hand and caresses her face down to her shoulder, and when he had gotten to her neck, he grabbed it in a bid to strangle her.
"Why don't you just leave me alone? What did you put in my drink? Why am I weak and shaky? Did you poison me?"
"No, I couldn't poison you. Let go of me, you are strangling me. Okay fine! It's just a little something, a drug that has a sedative and calming effect without inducing sleep. That's all, I swear, its not poison. How can I kill you when I only want you to fuck me and make me yours."
"I've never liked you, right from the first day I saw you, I knew there was something evil about you. I can't find my phone so I can't call the doctor, I can't scream for help because I'm too weak. But I want you to leave, I could kill you here and nothing will happen."
He pulls her closer to him, her breasts slammed against his thick chest, he wrapped his muscular arm around her neck, knocking breath from her lungs. He holds her tight as she squirms.
Her squirming had not been aimless. Her arms, slick from sweat, wriggled in his grasp, and she reached beneath for something. She danced her fingers into his pants while she was searching for something to hold. Knowingly or unknowingly, what she found was his cock, stiff inside his pants. With a skilled, practiced hand that displayed a talent even more impressive than her seductiveness, she squirms her hand further and found the flesh of cock. Her finger wrapped around his shaft, making him instantly fully erect. With a tender touch, she began teasing his cock, stroking the underside of his shaft with her fingertips. He gasps, his grip weakens and suddenly she spun free.
Again, he fell to the floor, he raised his face and looked up at her, she stood barely clothed, intensely conscious of her long perfect legs, her bare breasts, both of then now dangling fetchingly.
"So that is your plan, you vicious slut? I understand you now perfectly. You want to seduce me?"
She giggled. "Something like that, Sexy." She grinned "And there is nothing you can do about it. I want you and I got to have you."
Enraged, he got up and sprung at her, his fists flying through the air, whistling past her face. She ducked under his arms and dropped below his grasp, her hands once again finding his cock.
"Ohh Sexy, you're so tough, yet so tender to my touch. Don't you want me to touch it? Don't you want me to see it? Don't you want to see all of me?" she whispered, her head bent close to his cock. He could feel her breath on his skin.
Suddenly, the weakness consumed him. His knees wobbled, and the world went gray and dim. Her touch was sapping his will, obliterating all but his lust.
With a final valiant effort he reached down to grab her again, his hands clenching around her upper arms. But again, she stepped back, too quick for him to hold, once again, he found only what was left of her dress, and when she pulled back it ripped loudly, falling to the ground in shreds. She stood before him now, naked and bare. He starred at her breasts, and his eyes traced down to her body, through her flat stomach, down to her trimmed pussy. He was completely lost as his cock throbbed.
"My Sexy, you don't seem as strong now as you did before! What could be the problem?" She taunted.
He grinned back, acting far braver than he felt.
"You Bitch, you put something in my drink. I won't be acting like this ordinarily. You are just a Bitch but trust me, this body of mine does not belong to you and it never will."
"I guess we'll see about that, won't we?" She teased.
She suddenly jumped to the side and leaped onto his back like an untamed monkey. Her arms and legs encircled him, and he began to spin in a circle, trying to fling her off. But then her lips found his neck, and she began to whisper.
"Common Sexy Prince, can you feel my bare breasts against your back? Can you imagine touching them, touching me all over? Wouldn't that be nice?" she said softly.
His struggles began to weaken. The arousal was building to a point where it eclipsed all else. She continued her torture.
"I want to touch you My Prince. I want to see your cock in my hand. I want to taste your cock, stop resisting."
He reached back desperately and his hand found her hair. His fingers locked, grabbing powerfully, and he prepared to throw her from his back like a rag doll. But then ... just as he was about to to fling her like a useless rag doll, she reaches down into his pant and found his stiffness once again. This time her hand moved quickly, fingers around his shaft, stroking his cock all the way up and down his length. Trying to ignore the sensation of pleasure that was far beyond any he'd ever known, he pulled with his arm with all his strength.
Instead, she just giggled and clung to him even more tightly.
"Ouch, My Prince! That hurts a little! Why are you pulling my hair? Stop trying to hurt me, it only makes me want you more and more. I've always loved it rough. So don't think you can hurt me, I'm loving it."
She released his cock for a moment and reached up to easily slap his hand away. When she reached down again, searching for his cock, he found her wrist and held on, trying to keep her from touching him again. But she was strong, immensely strong, many times stronger than him.
She pushed downward, and all his strength couldn't stop her. In a few seconds her hand was buried in his pant again, teasing his throbbing hardness.
Her hand continued to work its magic, slipping and sliding up and down his hard cock. He tried to grab her, but she wrapped her arm around him, holding him still. He tried but he could not break her grasp. His struggles grew feebler with every passing second. She giggled at his helplessness. She still stood behind him, but lowered her feet to the ground. He may have dwarfed her with his height and he weighed twice her weight , but she was clearly in command of the situation and there was nothing he could do.
"Are you ready to give yourself to me now Sexy Prince?" she taunted.
"Never!" he growled.
Her lips kissed his helpless arms, leaving trails of soft wetness, sending thrills up and down his spine, making him harder, more desperate, and ever weaker.
"Well, then ... let's just see what's hidden down here, shall we?" She whispered.
Her talented fingers released his cock and instead began working on the band around his pant. He spun and faced her and again he grabbed her throat but she was too quick and too skilled. By the time his hands found her throat, his pant fell free. He was as naked as she was. Before he could squeeze her frail neck, both of her hands fell to his cock ,which sprang free and pointed skyward, swaying back and forth like a tree in the wind. She began to stroke him with both hands, she raised her right hand and spat into it and then she returned it to his cock which was now slippery from her saliva and his precum, creating a slick friction that allowed her to rub him even faster. He moaned, and she dropped one hand lower, cupping and fondling his balls.
His hands weakened, and he released his grasp on her neck. His arms fell to his sides helplessly.
"No!" he groaned, somewhere between ecstasy and despair. For the first time, he realized that he was destined to be taken by her.
"Yes!" She whispered. She leaned close to him, still fondling him with her right hand. He looked down at her body, really studying her for the first time, taking in the sight of her firm breasts pressed against his flat stomach, seeing the curve of her ass, so luscious and round. The smoldering embers of lust inside him suddenly burst into an inferno.
"Do you like what you see, My Prince?" She teased.
"Yes," he whispered helplessly. "Ohgod, yes. I love what I see."
She grinned as she encircled him again, pressing her breasts against his back. He closed his eyes as she started stroking his cock from behind. Her arms clamps around him somehow both holding him firm and stroking him with such invincible tenderness. The sweet sensations from her hands on his cock was too much for him, His legs could no longer carry him, he staggered through his pants which was around his ankle then he collapsed. But then, falling slowly like a mighty tree felled in a forest, he slid downwards, his face brushing against her firm breasts as he slipped to his knees. She stood in front of him, still naked and pressed her pubic on his face and he could smell her.
"Do you love the way I smell?" She asked.
"Oh yes, yes I do."
"Can I taste your cock now?"
"No, let me go you slut." he growled.
"Oh really? I see I have to take you on my own since you won't just give me you. You are a really pretty strong, to still be able to resist me after consuming the stuff I put in your drink."
She lifted her left leg and put it on his chest, then she pushed him forcefully and he finally fell on his back to the floor, his hard cock pointing to the sky. She pulled his pants off his ankle
"You are gonna love my kiss on your cock. Feel free to tell me when to stop." she said and grasped his cock again. She whipped her long hair to one side and bent down low. She had positioned herself so her head was right above his erect cock. She licked the tip slowly and spread her saliva all over it, she even looked up seductively as she did it. Her eyes sparkling like sapphire.
"Oh Fuck! What the hell are you doing to me you Bitch?" he moaned.
He closed his eyes to take in the feeling. He felt her mouth engulf the tip, the warmth combined with the sensation of her probing tongue made him roll his eyes back in pure ecstasy. She released the head with a pop, followed by a slurping noise.
"Oh god No! Please don't stop. You can't stop now." he begged.
She grinned and said, "Tell me what you want"
"Suck my cock" he replied.
"Suck my cock What?" she taunted.
"Suck my cock PLEASE."
He felt her fondle his balls and then, without warning, she took the entire length of his shaft into her mouth, her lips circling the base. He almost blew his load. She stayed that way for a moment. She wanted to feel his cock throb in her mouth. Then she began to release it, slowly, ever so slowly, a coat of saliva trailing her lips. She then licked all the way from the base to the tip, only to take in his cock again. He looked down and watched, she ran her tongue in circles over and around the massive head. Soon, her eyes slipped closed, and she began to sway her body up and down as she ravaged the swollen head of his cock with her mouth and tongue. He watched with amusement as she began to moan deep in her throat. She was driving herself into a frenzy. With perfect control of his body and mind, he allowed his cock to grow harder and larger as she worshiped it. She began to pump the shaft with both hands.
"Take it into your throat, Princess, choke on that cock" he commanded.
She obeyed, her lips stretching to fit around the enormous head of his cock. She was only able to take a few inches into her throat before she pulled away, coughing and blinking. She bent down again and took his cock in her mouth, her head began to bob up and down without pause, sucking and slurping as her hand massaged the parts exposed. He couldn't believe how good she was at this. He was unable to control himself.
"Ohmylord, you are good, this is what you've always wanted from me right? To defeat me and make me helpless yeah. Ohhh You are having your way with me. Ohh fuck, my cock feels so good. I love your mouth on my cock. I'm close, oh fuck I'm gonna cum." he screamed.
Just then she took it all in again, the sensation of her compressing throat sent him over the edge. He emptied his load deep into her welcoming throat as she continued to swallow and suck him with a hunger, milking him of every drop. When he regained his senses, she was looking at him as she licked her lips clean.
"Your turn," she said as she lifted herself up and sat on his face.
She pressed her pussy against his lips. He didn't want to disappoint her. He pushed is tongue into her moist pussy. The taste was new to him. The scent was driving him crazy, he inhaled it deep into his lungs, savouring it. He probed with his tongue and licked and sucked without care. She began to pull his head when he licked the right places.
"Deeper," she cooed as she began to rock back and forth, fucking his face as she moaned.
They fell into a rhythm, her cunt getting wetter and wetter. Her juices were flowing freely as she continued to grind her pussy into his face. While he lapped it up, she began to rub her clit with a finger, parting the lips of her cunt further, revealing its moist wet folds.
"Oh Fuck! I feel your mouth on me. Oh holy shit. It is incredible. The way you lick me, the way you suck my clit. Eat that pussy, Sexy Prince." she moaned.
He buried his tongue in as deep as possible. Before long, she had a violent orgasm; her whole body shook as he swallowed the flowing nectar. His entire face was now covered by her juices.
"Clean me," she said in a flat tone. He didn't have the strength to lift her off him. He ran his tongue over the entire surface, lapping up her cum. He was exhausted. She slowly got off him and lay to the side panting.
Strange, his erection was still as hard as ever.
He soon regained his strength as it seemed the tranquilizer was wearing off gradually. He got up on his knees and then he knelt down behind her and yanked her onto her knees and rammed his cock right into her pussy. She screamed in mixture of pain and pleasure and tried to struggle, but his huge hands were holding her hips, so her struggles were meaningless. He groaned and growled as he rammed his cock deeper and deeper and deeper into her with each stroke. She whimpered in protest. From time to time he'd let her try to get away, but then he'd yank her back like a rag doll and thrust very deeply into her pussy with force, just to prove to her that she wasn't in charge anymore. He was determined to teach her a lesson.
"Noooo! not like this, fuck me nicely," she whimpered.
"Ohhh! Are you scared? wasn't this what you wanted, Bitch?" he grimaced.
She struggled and he let her free. She got up and moved away from him.
"What? Don't tell me I scared you or did I? It's nolonger what you bargained for? Isn't this what you wanted? Isn't my cock what you needed?" he growled.
"No I don't want to. Not like this." she cooed. "Please let's end this now. You seem overwhelmed with rage."
He followed her around the room and stood in the doorway, blocking her escape. She stood next to the bed, her arms crossed defensively over her chest and staring with trepidation at his naked body. Lust and fear battled for control in her eyes.
"Is something the matter, Princess?"
She shivered as though a cold wind blew through the room.
"I think I should leave," she said uncertainly.
He laughed. "Is that what you want, Princess? Are you sure?" He walked slowly towards her. "Do you really want to leave me? Are you sure you don't want me to cum again and in your pussy?"
He held his hard cock in his hand and stroked it. She looked down at his cock for a long moment and when she looked back into his eyes, nothing remained but her lust. She nodded obediently.
"I want to make you cum," she whispered, her words dripping with desire. "I want you to fuck me, My Prince. I want your incredible cock inside of me. Your cock was meant to be inside me."
He reached out and caressed her face gently. She nuzzled against his hand, kissing his thumb as it passed over her lips. With his other hand he cupped one of her firm breasts, the nipple hard against his palm. She let out a soft, contented moan. His hand tightened on her breast until she shifted her body uncomfortably. He held onto her hair and pulled her close to him, she cried out in surprise and some of the fear crept back onto her face. She looked down at his enormous, erect cock and backed away until her legs bumped into the bed behind her. She was trapped.
He slapped her hard across the face and she tumbled backwards onto the bed, arms and legs splayed. Her nipples were hard as diamonds. Her inner thighs glistened with the juices of her arousal. Her clit was red and swollen with desire.
"That's for drugging me," he announced, taking hold of his cock and guiding it towards her wet pussy.
"And this is for thinking you could defeat me," he said as he forced his massive cock inside of her.
She screamed in pain and ecstasy as she was penetrated by the enormous head of his cock. She was cumming uncontrollably by the time he was halfway inside of her, but he didn't stop. He slid inch after endless inch into her pussy as she cried out his name. Her eyes bulged with panic as she felt the enormity of his cock inside of her. He leaned forward and began to ravish her breasts, ignoring her cries. He took each nipple into his mouth in turn, biting down until he was satisfied with her screams. Her arms and legs thrashed uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm tore through her body. He stood before her and began to pump his cock in and out of her. He looked down at her with satisfaction. Her body was drenched in sweat. She shook her head convulsively from side to side, trying desperately to regain control of her senses, but she stood no chance against his relentless sexual power. He reached down and wrapped his strong hands around her sides. Her glistening abdominal muscles were tight against his thumbs and his fingertips met at her spine. He easily lifted her off the bed and began to fuck her standing, slamming his full length into her with every thrust. She attempted to raise herself up and wrap her arms around his neck for support, but she was overwhelmed by the sheer force of his thrusts and she fell limp, moaning every time his cock pounded into her pussy. He fucked her like a toy doll until her cries grew hoarse. He dropped her unceremoniously onto the bed, his cock sliding out of her with a loud, wet smack. He stared down at her until the shivering subsided and she began to raise herself to her elbows.
"Are you done cumming?" he mocked.
"My god, Sexy Prince," she panted. "I didn't know it was possible to cum so hard and so long. And you're so huge..."
Her eyes dropped back to his cock, pointing straight at her. It was massive, majestic, and wet with her cum. She shuddered uncontrollably at the mere sight of it.
"I'm going to need days of rest."
He laughed cruelly. "You've had all the rest you're getting," he informed her. "Time to make me cum."
Her eyes grew wide with terror, but she relaxed slightly as he climbed onto the bed and straddled her chest, laying his cock between her firm tits. She cupped her breasts in her hands, pressing them against the sides of his cock.
"Will you let me taste it?" she pleaded, looking up at him in worship. His cock, soaked with her juices, slid smoothly between her breasts as he gently rocked his hips. The enormous head forced itself into her mouth with every slow, rhythmic thrust, and she sucked it greedily every time it came within reach. It was an unbearably erotic scene, watching his cock slide along her body and into her mouth, as sweat beaded on the swell of her breasts. He finally allowed his arousal to build towards a climax. Her eyes were squeezed shut as she clutched her breasts together and made love to his cock with her mouth at the apex of every thrust. He reached behind himself, running a hand down her slick, flat stomach until he reached her dripping, abused pussy. She emitted a muffled scream of pleasure as his fingers found her clit and began to tease it mercilessly. It was only moments before she was in the throes of another orgasm and he used it to propel himself closer to his own climax, fingering her clit with increasing vigor and shoving his cock deeper into her mouth with every thrust until she once again lost all control of body and mind, her limbs thrashing wildly as she moaned frantically.
"You want a taste it, Princess?" he asked venomously, gripping her head by a fistful of hair and forcing her to look into his eyes. His cock was now so large that she could no longer fit even the head fully into her mouth.
"You want my cum, bitch?" he demanded.
Her eyes were wide with panic when he erupted into her throat. He shot load after load of hot cum into her mouth all the while shouting taunts down at her. Every burst of semen was accompanied by a "Whore!", "Slut!", "evil bitch" or "Cunt!"
When he was finished, he climbed off of her chest and stood beside the bed, watching as she rolled onto her stomach and coughed feebly. His cock had grown to unthinkable proportions with the force of his orgasm, and remained as rock hard as when he first took her.
"What's this?" he asked with mock surprise. "You want me to fuck you from behind?" He slapped her bare ass, leaving a stinging red imprint of his hand across butt cheeks.
"Aphrodisiac huh? What ever made you think I needed that to fuck a bitch like you? Ofcourse I can do great on my own. Well then, you deserve what you get here."
He chuckled and forced the head of his cock into her aching pussy. She cried out, though he was not sure if it was from pain or pleasure this time. Nor did he care. He mercilessly slid several inches of his cock into her. When her screams subsided, she looked back at him pleadingly.
"Please, no more, My Prince. I beg you," she begged. "I promise I won't tell anyone about this. I'll be your slave any other day you need me. I'll do anything you want. But, please, no more!"
"Oh, it's far too late for that," he said softly. "I'm not scared of you telling anyone, you started it, you drugged me, and look, you are in my house. You came here to get fucked. Now I'll show you what true sexual power is."
And he began to fuck her doggy as her ass bounced with every hard thrust. Her body was entirely limp, but he continued to fuck her without mercy. She stared into nothingness, her mouth hanging open, emitting pathetic high-pitched moans each time he tore another orgasm from her unwilling body. The tears had dried on her face, leaving streaks of makeup along her cheeks. Her hair was tangled and knotted from being cruelly gripped by his strong fingers as he held her bent over the side of bed, slamming his enormous cock into her over and over and over.
"Water, I need water, Please." she begged.
He pulled out of her and rolled on the bed to the side, he opened the table top fridge beside the bed and I got out a bottle of water, he opened the cover and handed it to her, she got up and sat on the bed, he watched as she gulped the entire bottled in just one pour. Then she tossed the bottle on the ground.
"Big mistake Sexy Prince. You just resuscitated me. Now I'm back with a big bang. Get ready to be defeated. I'm going to chew you up and spit you out, and you shall call me, Victory."
He looked at her and grinned. She looked into his eyes, uncertainty flashing across her face. He grabbed her and threw her back unto the bed. She writhed erotically, motioning him towards her. He laid ontop of her and sucked her nipples, a soft sigh escaped her lips, and she writhed, whispering encouragement.
She folded her hands over the shaft and rocked her hips slightly, rubbing her wet pussy against the throbbing vein running along the underside of his cock. "Give it to me, Sexy Prince" she begged.
He grinned down at her again and he shifted his body and guided his cock into her pussy. He pressed his weight forward and the head of his cock was slowly swallowed by her pussy.
"Oooooh, yes!" she moaned. He watched her in amazement as she began to writhe beneath him, slithering her body downward to take inch after inch of his cock inside of her pussy. He gripped her breasts in his hands, pinching the nipples hard between his thumb and forefingers, and forced himself farther into her. She writhed sensually, her warm hands running over his skin, pulling him towards her and into her.
"Impressive," he said.
He leaned over her and pinned her arms above her head, his lips brushing against hers. "But you can't handle this!" he assured her, and thrust his full length inside of her. She screamed and clawed at his back. "That's right, Bitch," he grunted as he pulled back and slammed his cock inside of her again. "Your reign is finally at an end. You will learn not to drug and seduce men again. I'm going to teach you to respect yourself and other people's properties."
She wrapped her arms and legs around him tightly and pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. "I'm not finished yet," she said when their lips parted. Clutching him from below, She began to thrust her body against his. The muscles of her pussy gripped him tightly and he felt his perfect control begin to falter.
"You're good, Sexy Prince. The best I've ever seen. But you can't defeat me."
He closed his eyes and concentrated on regaining control. She was thrashing her body against his, licking his neck and biting at his ears. She's fucking him, he realized she's taken control. The orgasm was welling up inside of him and he was powerless to stop it. She had gotten too good. Too perfect. Too sexually intoxicating. He braced himself and made one final effort to fight it down. She fought like a wildcat beneath him, scratching, biting, and wildly fucking his massive cock. He reached out a hand and gripped her by the throat, pressing her down against the bed. His eyes narrowed with hatred and determination. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. Fear shone in her eyes.
"Nice try," he growled down at her. "But you'll have to do much better than that." He stared into her eyes as he summoned every bit of his sexual power. She gasped as his cock grew inside of her. He began to fuck her, slowly at first, but with gradually increasing speed and power. With each powerful thrust, his confidence grew until he had perfect control. And as his's power grew, she faded. He could taste the victory. Her unimaginable limit for sex had finally been reached. She screamed wordlessly as he tore down the last of her sexual defenses. In mere minutes she was sobbing and begging for mercy, but he showed her none. He fucked her without inhibition. He fucked her like a god, taking a mortal for his amusement. She fought feebly against him, but he was far too powerful for her.
Grinning, he looked down at his unthinkably large cock, sliding endlessly in and out of her once-perfect body. His victory was complete. He basked in the knowledge that he had triumphed over the best. He was the ultimate object of sexual perfection and every woman in the world would fall over themselves to be with him. Seeing she was defeated, he knew it was time.
He started grunting and thrusting faster and faster. "Oh shit. Oh fuck. I'm gonna fill you up, fucking bitch. Oh fuck! I'm cumming, oh yeah!"
He grunts as sweat trickles down his back as he fucks her faster. Soon, she can feel his rhythm increase even faster as he starts to climax. He thrusts all the way in with every stroke as his balls slap and he fucks her like an animal. Her eyes widen and she shakes her head, begging him with her eyes. She bucks her hips, struggling, but the only result is that he drives in deeper inside of her. He looks down at her deep into her eyes and smiles as he shoves in one last time, groaning and grunting as his hard cock erupt deep inside of her. His hot cum fills her up entirely as he thrusts some more, milking his cock in her pussy. He groans, exhausted as he falls off her, finally exhausted.
"I hope you've learned your lesson, Princess?" he mocked. but she lay limb and freaked out.
Finally, I can see her face, she wasn't looking as happy as she was earlier, her eyes were teary and full of regret, I wanted to kill her but the pain in her eyes was doing that for me. I looked deep in her eyes, and I said to her "Gift, why? Why have you destroyed the only joy in my life? Why Gift? Why?"
She begged me with her eyes, I lost my cool, I grabbed a club from nowhere and made to strike her with it screaming at her at the top of my voice. "You stupid fool, you've betrayed me!" I charged at her, screaming and cursing at her. Just before I could strike her, a hand grabbed me by the shoulder and shook me.
"Lulu, what is wrong, wake up, open your eyes."
It was my mother, she was shaking me by the shoulder. I opened my eyes, I was in my room. It occurred to me that I was having a dream, or should I say a nightmare. I was panting, covered and soaked in my own sweat.
"Lulu, are you okay?" Mama asked.
"Yes Mama, I'm fine. I had a nightmare. I replied.
"It must have been terrible, I heard you screaming from my room. What was it about? Do you want to talk about it?"
"No Mama, I'm fine. What's the time?"
"Its 4am. Why do you ask?"
"I have to go to Eric's place Mama. And now."
"Lulu, why not wait till day break?"
"No Mama, I must go there now!"
"Then I guess the dream was about him? Well okay, if you must go, take your brother with you."
"No Mama, I want to do this alone. I've got to go see things for myself."
I got of the bed, grabbed my set of keys with my car keys and left the room. Mama asked me to change out of my night wear but I ran out of the house, the gate was opened and I drove out like a lunatic. My heart was beating fast, I could not control it. I was scared, I didn't know what I will find. But I needed to go over there, I knew my dreams, they sometimes come true, my dreams are like revelations. My heart was pounding but I needed to do this. I was practically the only person on the road by that time, fear gripped me but I didn't care, i drove as fast as I could. I honked at the estate gate, the men came outside, and asked me to put on my inner light, I did, when they saw me, they quickly opened the gate and greeted me, "Good morning Princess Lucy." they all chorused. But I didn't respond. I got to his house and parked just behind his car, I quickly jumped out of the car and I took out my set of keys, I opened the door, the living room was dark, I knew my way around the house even in darkness, I picked an empty bottle from the table, held it tightly and tiptoed into the corridor. I walked into Eric's room. There he was, lying on the bed, in his pajamas, alone. There was no sign of Gift anywhere, just My Prince charming. Sleeping peacefully. I sighed in relief, I lift up my eyes and exhaled 'Thank God'. I dropped the empty bottle and brought out my phone from my pocket and sent a text to my mother, "Don't worry Mama. Everything is fine, Eric is fine too." I quietly sneaked into bed and coiled up into his arms, he grabbed me into his embrace without even knowing it as his was still closed. I slept peacefully in his arms. That was all that mattered. In the morning, Eric was surprised to see me there, he asked when I got there, I told him 4am, he was curios. So I told him I had a dream about Gift and him having sex.
"What? Are you kidding me? You are joking right?" he laughed.
"Eric, this is not a laughing matter, my dreams are not something to laugh about. I'm serious."
"My Princess, do you know some dreams are as a result of fears and thoughts? You must have thought about it. How can you even think I would have anything to do with Gift. You know I can't stand her. You know this."
"I know, but still, you must be careful. Please don't take anything from her, drink, food, even a gum. I mean it."
Eric laughed, he had never seen me like that. He asked me to tell him about the dream, and I gave him every detail. He got hard and we made wild love, it was so wild and sweet, very passionate. It was as if he was trying to prove something to me and I took him as he gave.
Everything was normal, I went home later that day and I explained what happened to my mother.
"Stay away from that girl, Lulu. She is bad news."
Mama warned again.
"Yes, I've heard you Mama. I will reduce the times I hang out with her and after my wedding in four months time, I will cut her off completely. That seems fair."
"I've made my point. the earlier you stay away from that girl, the better for all of us." Mama added and walked out of the room.
Weeks passed and I saw less of Gift and she didn't make any effort. I didn't know if I was the one avoiding her or if she was the avoiding me. But one thing was sure, we saw less of eachother. True, we saw often in the lecture hall, that ofcourse was inevitable, sometimes we would sit and hang out around the campus or we will just part ways. Even Linda and Vera were surprised at the distance between Gift and I but the surprising thing was that she made no effort. Feeling it's a blessing in disguise we didn't care. They were glad her aching stomach wasn't that much around. I also noticed Gift wasn't showing up at the aerobics field where we went to work out on Saturdays.
"Its been three weeks and she hasn't been to the field." Vera said.
"Yeah, that's true. I hope she's okay though. She's been looking funny as if she had gained weight. Yet she won't come for aerobics." Linda added.
"Oh! Please guys, are you calling my best friend 'Fat'? I said with a giggled.
"Noooo. You know it would be rude. I said she has gained weight, I didn't say she's Fat." Linda replied. And we all laughed.
But it was true that Gift was looking pale and her face was always swollen. I felt she could be sick and it made me very unhappy. I decided to confront her. If she was sick, I wanted to be there for her. I drove to her place and I saw a new car parked in her compound. I parked right next to it. Gift came out to meet me, she was surprised to see me, and I was curios of the shock she expressed.
"August Visitor! Lucy, am I safe?"
"Ohh Gift relax," I laughed. "Its not a crime for me to come visit my best friend. Or is it?"
"No dear. You are welcome. Sit down. So tell me, what brings you?"
"I will go straight to the point Gift, what's wrong with you? You've not been looking well, you know you can talk to me."
Gift sighed, she made to speak but paused and smiled. Then finally, she spoke.
"Lulu, you and I have come a long way. So I won't even bother lying to you. I'm pregnant Lulu. It was meant to be a one night stand. But here I am."
"Ohhhh Gift, congratulations. This is good news babes. Why ain't you excited about it? Who is the father?"
"Excited? Lucy, he's a married man. An old man without kids. I think he's wife is barren. So he needs the baby. He's the one that sent me the new car you see there. To ease my movement. I was planning on aborting it but I don't know how my mother found out and she forbade it. So I guess I'm stuck with this pregnancy."
She lowered her head to the ground. I put my hand on her chin and lifted her face up.
"Hey Hey Gift, don't say you are stuck. You are not stuck. Children are blessings. I'm so envious of you right now."
She hit me softly on the shoulder, we both laughed and she said, "oh keep quiet Lulu, what's there to be jealous about?"
"I'm serious Gift, Eric wanted us to start a family soon, but I didn't want to till after graduation. I'm the one with a man, but you beat me to having a baby. I'm going to see Eric tomorrow so we can fix a date. The next two months should be fine. Intact, I don't think getting pregnant now will be a bad idea."
"Good-luck with that dear. Unfortunately, I can't be your maid of honor. Who wants a fat and pregnant maid of honor?"
We laughed so hard. I felt closer to Gift. She wasn't a bad person after all. We bonded again, and she asked me to be the baby's godmother which I accepted. She also said she will take me to go see her baby's father soon and i told her that I couldn't wait. I went home very happy. I told my parents about it and they were happy for Gift.
I went to see Eric that evening and when I told him about Gift's story, he insisted we made out our own baby soon and that night, he fucked me like never before. Eric was like an animal that night, he pounced on me. I fell onto the bed with him on top of me. He kissed me really hard and carelessly, on my neck, my shoulders, my chest, my lips.
He slipped his hand beneath my bra and squeezed my breast hard. He was practically kneading my breasts but I loved it. He continued to kiss me with wet, slippery kisses. I took off my g-string and begged him to finger fuck me. He obliged. I was so wet he slipped in two fingers with no hesitation. At one time he was finger fucking me, squeezing my breast and kissing me at the same time. It was the sweetest confusion. I couldn't understand how he got like this, we've always had a good sex life but ever since I gave him every single details of the dream I had about Gift and him, he had become an animal in bed. I couldn't complain, I loved it, but I was worried about what he was thinking while fucking me like that. Could he be thinking of Gift? Was he thinking about the details I gave him? Oh well, I decided to put all that aside and enjoy the moment. The thought of that dream got me all fired up, dripping wet like never before and horny as a fucking slut. At last, I couldn't hold it anymore. I wanted to wrap my pussy around his cock. Very bluntly, I told him to stop what he's doing. I think he was taken by surprise but he did as I told him to. I unzipped his jeans and his big cock sprung out, hard and glistening with pre-cum, what a delight. I licked my lips. First I licked the tip of his cock a couple of times, and then I sucked him. He was moaning loudly and it turned me on even more. But it was him who begged me to fuck him. I sat on him and must have ridden him for ten minutes before I had my first orgasm. I felt so powerful sitting on his cock and riding him tiill my second orgasm. Then we fucked doggy style, he fucked me so hard it was a little painful but it was so good I didn't want to stop. My buttocks were slapping his thighs so loudly and he was moaning and I was moaning. Suddenly he pulled out and came all over my back. He got a towel, wiped my back clean, then we both collapsed side by side into the bed. We had a few hours nap, woke up and fucked again. It continued every day and every night, every time Eric and I got the chance, we fucked, every chance and everywhere. I wasn't scared of getting pregnant anymore, it would be a blessing.
Few days later, Eric went on a trip to America. He said he was going to finalize some business plans. I escorted him to the airport, he almost forgot his ticket but thank heavens I found it in time. I went to my house to be with my family, three weeks without Eric was going to be hell. I sometimes escorted him on most of his trips abroad but this time I couldn't because I was wrapping up my studies so leaving town would be a bad idea. I felt so lonely without Eric and it showed, everyone teased me about missing my Prince. The following day, I decided to pay Gift a visit. But funny enough, when I got to her house, there was nobody home, no one, the cars were not there. That was strange, her father hardly went out on a Saturday, but today was different. No one was home. I was a bit worried and concerned, I called her phones but she didn't pick. I said a silent prayer in my heart for her, I wished she was alright. I decided to pay my inlaws to be a visit. The Queen loved fresh vegetables so my mother had gotten fresh ones from her farm that morning. I decided to take them to the palace for the Queen. On getting to the palace, I saw a lot of cars parked outside, I couldn't even drive in, there was no space. I parked my car and trekked into the palace, the place was so busy, I was confused, I knew the palace is usually always busy, but on this particular day, it seemed like a ceremony. If there was a ceremony, how come I wasn't invited? Maybe it's because the Prince was not around. I strolled in, I saw the king on the throne and his Queen sitting beside him, the Prince's seat was empty. Ofcourse it will be, the Prince is out of the country. Then my eyes suddenly fell on the two people in uniform, kneeling in from of the King with with their head bowed and the King's hands were on their shoulders as if he was praying for them. After he finished blessing them, they got up and turned to face the crowd. Who did I see? What was happening here? I closed my eyes and shook my head. I opened my eyes again, who was I looking at, Eric and Gift, in a matching attire. The crowd was cheering for them, congratulating them. the joy on Gift's face was priceless as she danced to the music. Eric's eyes finally met mine, I stood there, frozen, shocked, whatever other word there was. Eric suddenly made to approach me, as he ran towards me, my feet wobbled, and I fainted. That's the last thing I remembered until I woke up in the Queen's chambers with the Queen wiping my face with a cold, wet towel while her maids stood and watched. As soon as I woke up, the Queen asked her maids to excuse us. They courteceid and left the room. So, there I was, alone in the Queen's private chambers, with the Queen, wondering what was next.
To Be Continued....................©
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