Lusting to Be Caught (2 page)

I couldn’t stop thinking about Rob and the places he could take me. My fantasies kept getting less and less tame. I didn’t understand why they turned me on so much and it felt so wrong to have these thoughts, but I couldn’t seem to help it.

They got to the point that my work was suffering. I’d end up sitting in my office, completely zoned out, lost in my own head and the naughty thoughts inside of it. I wanted him to humiliate me in front of a group of startled onlookers. I wanted him to take me out to a fancy dinner, both of us dressed in our best attire, and look around at the people eating their meals peacefully in the candlelight—the type of place you would expect to see only the rich or famous.

Then, out of nowhere, Rob would stand up. He would walk halfway around the table to me and grab the tablecloth. He’d lift it up, throwing everything onto the ground and leaving the table bare. I’d look at him, confused. Everyone else would look at him and stop eating, obviously concerned by his behavior.

He’d grab me by the sides and lift me up to my feet before tossing my chair aside. With a strong hand, he would press down on my back and force my chest down onto the table. The fingers on his other hand would find their way underneath my dress and pull it up, exposing my ass to the elderly couple sitting behind me. Their gasps of shock would get my juices flowing.

Rob would spank me so hard I’d scream, feeding off of the attention of those around us. He’d tear my panties off and gag me with them before ramming two fingers deep inside me, feverishly fucking me with them as he continued to press down hard on the center of my back.

I snapped out of it when I heard my phone ringing on my desk. I tried to calm myself a bit before answering. My breathing was heavier than it should have been for someone sitting at a desk.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey, what are you doing tonight?” It was Rob.

“Nothing, why?”

“Let’s catch a movie or something. I’ll pick you up at eight?”

“Uh, sure.”

“Cool, see you then!”

Then he just hung up. The whole conversation had a weird vibe to it. He didn’t usually just call me out of nowhere like that, and especially not hang up so suddenly.

Maybe he’s busy,
 I told myself and thought nothing more of it.

That night, Rob knocked on the door just as I was putting on my last earring. It was eight o’clock sharp.

“Come in!” I called down the stairs. A moment later, I heard the door open.

I grabbed my purse and shut off the light, heading down to him. He was dressed casually, a basic un-tucked button up shirt with short sleeves and a nice pair of jeans. I was wearing a summer dress, as I always did on nice days.

“Ready?” he asked as I got to the bottom of the stairs for a hug and kiss.

“Yup, let’s go!”

Rob grabbed onto the door handle and pulled it open for me as we stepped out together. My heels lightly clunked along the pathway to his car.

As I opened the door, I noticed a tie folded neatly right in the middle of the passenger seat. I picked it up and put it on my lap as I sat down.

“Put that on,” Rob said as he sat down in the driver’s seat next to me.

I looked over at him, confused. 
Put that on? A tie?

“Over your eyes,” he said, noticing that I obviously needed an explanation.

“Ohh,” I replied, still a little unsure of what he had planned for me, but I decided to go along with it anyway. I loved surprises, and I could already feel the anticipation building inside of me as I used the tie to block out the world around me.

He started up the car and began driving.

“I assume we’re not going to a movie, then?” I asked him.

My question went unanswered and there were no clues to fill me in on what was going on. A nervousness started to creep over me as the dim light of passing light posts graced my eyes through the fabric.

Finally, Rob shifted his car into park and I felt his hand on my lap. Butterflies sprung up and fluttered in my stomach as the silence intensified between us.

“Stay there and don’t look,” he said as he got out of the car. It took all of my willpower not to peek out from behind his tie. A few seconds later, I heard the latch of the door beside me.

“Come,” he said, taking my hand. I could hear the sounds of traffic and people all around us. We were clearly not in a quiet neighbourhood like the one I lived in.

He led me down the sidewalk and up a step. I felt us pass through a door. The light entering my eyes through the fabric was now a dim red and the sound of rock music filled the room we were in. There were voices of a few people to the right of us, but I was unable to make out what they were saying. I moved closer to Rob, getting more nervous about where he had taken me.

“Where are we?” I asked. I didn’t receive a reply.

My heart was racing as he navigated us through a series of hallways. My nerves were starting to get to me, even though I trusted Rob. My senses heightened to a state of emergency as I wrapped myself around his arm. The only relief I got came from the gentle kiss he planted on my lips when we stopped walking.

He shut a door behind us, leaving us in a pitch black room with no sounds other than that of the music outside.

He pulled me close and spoke gently: “I was afraid to bring you here, but the other day in the park, I saw a different side of you.”

A nervous tingle rolled down my back. Still holding me tightly, I could feel him reach to his left and a dim red hue began glowing under the blindfold.

“Do you have any idea what this place is?” he asked me.

“No.” From what he’d just told me, I knew it was a sex room. I wasn’t naïve. But why were we here?

I could feel his breath on my ear as he pulled me closer. “I’m going to share a secret with you... but, now you're the one who has to promise not to judge.” Another tingle ran up my back with the anticipation of what was to come.

“Okay,” I whispered as the nervousness faded into curiosity.

“Good,” he said as he removed the blindfold from my eyes.

I quickly took in as much of the room as I could. There was nothing in it except a simple table that glowed red in the dim light. On the far side there was a single large pane of glass, showing nothing but the reflection of our room. It felt like one of those interrogation rooms they used in detective movies, only with music and a red light to set the mood.

“What is this place?” I asked, my eyes continuing to scan the room for any clues.

“I thought you might enjoy this,” he replied, reaching for the second light switch. I watched as he slowly turned the knob.

Turning around to see what was happening, I noticed the room on the other side of the glass pane lighting up. My heart began beating faster in my chest as I waited anxiously to see what was on the other side.

To both my relief and disappointment, it was empty.

I turned back to Rob, confused. He turned the light in the other room off again, returning the glass to the same mirror it had originally been.

“Looks like you’re lucky tonight,” he said as he released the knob and walked over to me. He pulled me in tight and locked me in his embrace, his breath warm on my ear. “Next time you won’t be.”

I felt a surge of excitement as his words tingled down my neck.

He spun me so my back faced the table, and with a push, he threw me down onto it. It was on now. I grabbed the edge of the table at my thighs and spread my legs, giving him the sexiest
come get me
 eyes I could.

The change in him was instantaneous. His eyes filled with hunger as he crawled on top of me and pushed down on my chest.

I could feel my heart beating faster and faster, knowing that at any time someone could show up in the room next to us. My breathing quickened as he leaned down toward me, gliding his hands up my thighs and under my dress. Shockwaves of pleasure washed up my body and to my breasts as he pulled my dress up, revealing my damp panties.

He ran his hands up and down my thighs, bringing them closer and closer to my cunt with each pass. I could feel the anticipation building and my nipples began to poke at my bra as they swelled.

I looked down to his crotch, delighted to see him swelling up beneath his jeans. He took himself away from me just enough to wrap his arms underneath my thighs, gripping hard onto them before pulling me against his chest with a grunt.

Without hesitation, he dove right in. His tongue lapped wildly as he yanked my panties to the side. He took long licks, sending shivers throughout my body as I collapsed and tensed against the table. I reached for my tits, craving the extra sensations. Mere seconds after I had them out of my top, his hand found its way up to one, the other gripping my hip firmly.

I looked back to the other room, half of me hoping that there was someone there watching. The other half was still scared to have someone I didn’t trust watching my exposed body getting ravaged.

Rob’s motions became rhythmic. His tongue circled my clit as the gentle vibrations from his animalistic groans traveled up my spine. He sucked and spanked my tender spot with his tongue as he pinched my nipple with his fingers.

The sexual energy flowed through me as I ran my fingers through his hair, needing him closer. He would be the man to fulfill all of my dirty little fantasies.

He had me on the edge already, just where he liked me. His hand left my hip and I could hear the sound of his buckle clanging as he dropped his pants to the floor. He pulled his face away from the cleft between my thighs, leaving me breathless and desperate for more.

Before I could even look up to see what he was doing, he was up on the table with me, completely nude. He straddled me, his cock standing strong and ready to fuck.

He squatted down over my chest, leaned over, and angled his cock downward before he stuffed it into my mouth. My tongue was instantly coated with the taste of his salty beads of pre-cum.

I tried to bob my head back and forth, but he refused me. He pushed me down with a palm on my forehead and began thrusting. I didn’t know what to think of this new side of Rob. It was both alarming and incredibly hot at the same time. He was taking all of the control for himself, rendering me helpless; a servant to his whims.

The head of his cock pressed deeper with each thrust as I did my best to please. Groans of ecstasy escaped him, filling the air between us at a frantic pace, and I could feel the juices dripping down from my pussy to my ass as it ached to be taken. I needed his cock in my cunt. I could practically feel it gaping at the thought of him entering me.

Then he did exactly what I craved. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and laid his body down on top of me, his hard shaft pressed against my mound. With a single, passionate kiss, I knew I would submit to him. He could use and abuse me as much as he wanted tonight.

Pulling his hips back, Rob took his cock away before pressing it against my cunt just gently enough so that it wouldn’t go in. I whined with anticipation and pulled him down by the back of his neck, bringing his face inches from mine and locking our eyes.

“Beg me, bitch,” he commanded.

“Fuck me, Rob!” I whimpered, biting my lip. “Please!”

Who was this guy, and where had he been all this time?

His cock plunged deep into my cunt, hilting inside me as he devoured my lips with his. His musky scent filled my nose as he groaned into my mouth with each hungry thrust.

I grabbed his neck hard and held him there as I pressed my body up against his, my nipples brushing gently against the tufts of his chest hair.

He bucked his hips feverishly, pulling his lips away from mine and putting both of his forearms on my shoulders to pin me down as he wrapped both his hands around the back of my neck. He crooked it upward and locked it there, leaving me helpless as he took my pussy as if he owned it.

I raised my legs up and angled my ass to take him in deeper. I still needed more. He grabbed onto my thighs and pushed them down to my stomach, his hips slapping hard against my body with each plunge.

Leaning further over top of me, Rob gripped hard onto my breasts as he drove into my depths, leaving no inch unattended to as he claimed my pussy for himself.

I could feel myself nearing the precipice of my orgasm. Between his balls brushing my ass, his hands controlling my tits, and his dick deep inside me, the bliss was simply too much to bear. I couldn’t control my screams anymore, and it felt deliciously satisfying to let them loose for anyone to hear.

Then it happened. For the first time without any clitoral stimulation, I came. My body spasmed, and I frantically reached for his flexed forearms for something to grip onto. Wave after wave of passion released from my cunt as my sounds filled the room.

As the blood came back to my head, I noticed Rob’s grunts becoming frenzied. I pulled my dress up as high as I could.

“Cum on me,” I begged him.

He pulled out of me and began hurriedly stroking his wet cock as I watched in anticipation. Silken streams of his desire coated my stomach as he unloaded onto me, groaning like a beast as he coated me in his seed.

Letting out one final sigh, Rob released his cock and collapsed onto his hands. His chest heaved as he struggled for breath.

I couldn’t help the smile that appeared over my face as I watched him regain his composure.

He stood up and walked over to the little red cabinet in the corner before pulling out a roll of paper towel to wipe me off.

“So… what did you think of that?” he asked sheepishly.

“I loved it,” I said, looking back over to the mirror.

“Good,” he said with a smile before he leaned to me for a kiss.

I couldn’t believe the man he had just unleashed upon me. Even more, I couldn’t believe how much I’d enjoyed it. If it wasn’t for Rob, I never would have even lived out my initial fantasy. Now it has become so much more.