101 EROTICA STORIES (19 page)

“Don’t do this,” Bianca blurted out. She was really uncomfortable now. Turned on as she might be, she didn’t want to be in this awkward situation. She felt torn. She wanted to get out of the house right away, but at the same time, she wanted to get her clothes off and get down and dirty with Ben Pages, the son of her employers and whom she had just met for the first time.

Bianca felt torn, conflicted. But of course she didn’t let Ben see she felt that way. She didn’t understand how someone could be so bold, so straightforward to someone he had just met. But what did she care about Ben Pages anyway? She didn’t have anything to do with him. It was his parents and Janawhom she should be giving beans about, not this arrogant guy who suddenly decided to show up for whatever reason!

Now the arrogant guy laughed at Bianca’s declaration. He stopped caressing Bianca’s side but didn’t entirely remove his hand. “Why shouldn’t I do this?” Ben asked. “You’re funny, Bianca.” He burst into laughter, unable to keep it inside him any longer.

“I don’t know you,” Bianca said fiercely. “I didn’t come here to do . . . funny things. I came here to babysit Kathleen, and I intend to do my job professionally.”

Ben suddenly grabbed her wrist. Surprised, Bianca cried out. Ben had her wrist in a tight grip. He was strong. His fingers dug into the tiny bones of her wrist.

“Ben!” she cried out.

“I want you,” he said in a low voice. “And I get what I want. Always. Now you do as I say or things will take, shall we say, a turn for the unpleasant.” He grinned. It was the first time Bianca saw his teeth, which were perfect, but the grin was frightening. Bianca looked into Ben’s crystal-clear eyes and saw, light as they were, they were dark within.

And completely empty.

“What do you want?” Bianca whispered, still struggling to free herself from Ben’s grip.

“You,” he answered simply. “I want you, Bianca. I want your body.” His eyes turned glassy. “You’re cute. Not gorgeous but attractive in your own way.” His eyes ran over her body. “I’ve never had somebody like you. Until now, of course.” He tightened his grip, and Bianca cried out again. “Now lie down.”

“No!” Bianca cried out, and the grip on her wrist tightened even more. God, this guy’s crazy! she thought. Her fantasies of doing things to Ben disappeared in a flash. She no longer wanted to get down and dirty with him. She wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible!

“Yes!” Ben answered, and violently pushed her back into the couch.

Bianca gasped in surprise. A moment later, Ben was on top of her, straddling her. His huge frame easily overpowered her medium build. She squirmed and struggled, but it was no use. He had his knees around her legs, keeping them in place. She beat his fists against his solid chest. He laughed at her attempt and gave her a quick brisk slap on the face. This stunned her, and she kept still.

“Quit moving around,” Ben said, taking off his shirt. “It will be quick, I promise. We don’t have much time. Janawill be here a few minutes from now.”

“You pig!” Bianca cried out. “I can’t believe Janahas you as her brother!”

Ben answered by lowering his face to Bianca’s and kissing her on the lips. His kiss was soft, almost tender, as if he wasn’t taking her by force. The feel of the kiss surprised Bianca. She had expected something harsh and brusque. But no, Ben’s kiss was gentle, almost chaste. She shut her eyes, and before she knew it, she was kissing him back.

She knew Ben was surprised because his lips didn’t move for a split second. But he quickly recovered and kissed her again, this time with much enthusiasm and passion. It was still gentle but in a more vigorous kind of way.

Bianca reached up and ran her hands through Ben’s hair. She tugged lightly, and Ben groaned. She tugged harder, and Ben groaned louder into her mouth. The kiss had reached frenzied levels now. They were practically eating each other’s lips out. Not that Bianca minded. Ben had one of the softest lips she had ever kissed.

Still kissing her, he reached down with one hand and rubbed her hip. A sliver of electricity shot up Bianca’s spine and made her arch her back. He continued to rub her hip softly. She moaned. The motion was sensual, almost erotic. It was strange, but he almost seemed to know where exactly to touch her.

The hand on Bianca’s hip began to move. It went up to her flat belly, where it flicked and stroked for a few minutes before continuing its upward journey again. Bianca squirmed. Her breasts suddenly felt hot and painful. Her twins seemed to be excited for Ben’s hand to touch them, to play with them. They strained at her bra, and her nipples slowly rose to life. Oh, the ways at which her body responded to his gently erotic touch!

Ben’s hand went from Bianca’s belly to the underside of her breasts. This time Bianca writhed and squirmed. They were still kissing, and she moaned into his mouth, sending the signal she wanted him to touch her breasts right now. He got the hint, all right, but he made no move to do what she wanted. She moaned again, her hands in his hair becoming all tangled with one another. Still he made no move. She couldn’t take it any longer.

Bianca broke the kiss, gasping. “Ben,” she whispered urgently. “Please.”

This time Ben obliged. Planting his lips over Bianca’s again, his hand went up to Bianca’s medium-size breasts and settled there. He simply laid his huge hand on top of them, not doing anything. Bianca kept on moaning. A few minutes later, Ben’s hand began to move.

Bianca squirmed as Ben fondled her tits through her lacy bra. Then his fingers slid inside her bra and caressed the firm meat of her breast. His fingers found her perky, alert nipple, which he played and rubbed with using his thumb and forefinger. Shivers of pleasure shot out from all over her body. His touch felt so good. She shut her eyes as she felt something gush from between her legs. She was soaking wet now, and they haven’t even done anything spectacular yet!

She decided to return the favor by removing her hands from his hair and running them through his back instead. She raked her fingernails up and down Ben’s back. He apparently liked it because he moaned loudly and shook a little. She did the motion again, and the fingers on her tits moved faster, almost in a frenzy.

Bianca’s hands moved down to the waistband of Ben’s jeans. She undid his jeans in a few swift motions. In no time, his jeans were undone. She slid them down his hips, down his muscular thighs, up to his knees. By then, his lips had moved down her neck. She reached down and felt the huge hard bulge between his legs. He was very much awake and alert apparently. She gave his member a slight squeeze. His knees grew wobbly, and he almost collapsed on top of her.

“What are you doing?” Ben hissed, his skin shiny with sweat. He sucked on the space between her collarbones.

Bianca answered by pulling his boxers down to his knees, revealing the huge cock dangling between his knees. She felt more than saw the sheer hugeness and size of him. She wrapped a hand around his cock and began to move her hand up and down, up and down.

Ben undid the buttons on Bianca’s top then removed it from her body and threw it to the floor. While she gave him a spectacular hand job, he ran his tongue on the top of her breasts, enjoying the pillow-soft texture of her skin and the clean, fresh taste of her. He pulled her lacy bra down, and her breasts sprang free. Quickly he took one pink nub in his mouth and began to suck.

Bianca cried out again and again as Ben licked, sucked, and nibbled on her nipple. Something gushed between her legs again. Her panties grew more soaked and moister than ever. She raised her hips to his, never stopping her up-and-down motion on his dick, which had hardened and grown considerably larger ever since she began her hand job on him.

Ben stopped licking Bianca’s breasts and sat up straight. His hands found her jeans and began to move frantically, dealing with the buttons and zippers that stopped him from expBiancang Bianca fully and completely. He slid her jeans and her panties down her slim hips, finally revealing her slightly hairy pussy to him. He stared at her jewel for a moment before shifting down her legs and lowering his head into the very wet and soft-looking mound that was all for him to do whatever he wanted to it.

“Ben,” Bianca whimpered, and that was when his tongue finally found the soaking-wet crack. Bianca, her legs now free from Ben’s knees, raised her hips to his tongue, as if encouraging him to go on and keep up what he has been doing. As if urging him on to take I all, take as much of her pussy as he can. He was only too glad to oblige. He reached up and placed his hands on her breasts for some leverage while his mouth did things to her pussy.

Bianca was now practically insane with pleasure. She let some of the intense pleasure out by writhing and squirming on the couch and crying out loud. Her hand was still on his cock. She didn’t want to let go. His dick felt too good in her hand. She realized she wanted him inside her, and fast. And that was when his tongue slid in through her crack and flicked and explored the soft, wet space inside her. She cried out. In her ecstasy, she removed her hand from Ben’s cock and wound both her hands on his hair again. She pushed his head down, burying his mouth and tongue on her pussy. Ben’s hands were digging into her breasts, adding to her intensifying pleasure.

Their cries echoed and rang all over the living room, mingling and filled with passion and pure emotion. Bianca’s pussy grew wetter by the second, her juices beginning to trickle down her thighs. Ben looked up for a moment, and she saw some of her juices had smeared the area around his mouth. She was aroused by the sight of his face stained with her exotic fluids. She pulled at his hair harder, making him look up at her again.

“Get right inside me, Ben,” she said urgently. “I-I’m not sure how much more I can take. I want you inside me now.”

Ben ran his tongue all over Bianca’s cunt one more time before standing over her in all fours, making sure his hips were level with hers. He grabbed her long slim legs and wound them around his hips. He poised himself over her body for a moment, studying her sweaty, glistening body. She looked perfect in the afternoon sun, her brown hair sticking along her forehead.

He didn’t stick himself inside her right away. Instead, he rubbed the tip of his penis against her swollen, wet pussy teasingly. He knew Bianca was ready for him, but he didn’t want to give in to her demands right there and then. He was the master here, and he would dominate. His teasing rubbing motions were excruciating for Bianca. She bucked her hips, all the while gasping and crying out loud. She begged him to do it, to plunge into her right now, she was going crazy with wanting, going mad with the intensifying surges of lust shooting from every inch of her body. He ignored her please and went on with his teasing, making as if he would slide his dick inside her, only to withdraw it at the last moment and resume the rubbing motions.

Bianca pulled and tugged at Ben’s hair by the handful. The bastard refused to do what she wanted. He simply went on teasing and torturing her. She was half-mad now. She felt she would come soon, and she wanted to come with Ben right inside her. She wanted to soak his rod with her bodily juices, her fluids of pleasure. She wanted to wrap herself around him and surrender to the tidal wave of ecstasy that was now threatening to consume her.

Her thoughts were broken when he suddenly rammed himself inside her. Her eyes flew open and she gasped then cried out loud. Oh, the sensation! He was so huge, so large, so full. She was amazed she could fit a thing the size of his cock inside her. He slid himself out and thrust inside her again. She gasped; she couldn’t help it. It was painful, even with her so wet, because he was so enormous. She realized he wasn’t being gentle. She didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose or not. But she didn’t care. He was inside her now, thrusting and sliding in and out. That was what mattered.