Sexual Desires of a Woman (3 page)

"I want you to know that if you want to stop at any time just say "RED."

He let go of my hand and walked to the bed, leaving me standing in the middle of the room. He sat down on the bed and said," First, I need you to take off all of your clothes slowly."

I suddenly felt myself get hot while he stared at me. My nervous hands moved slowly to the hem of my shirt and slowed pulled it up over my head. I moved my hands down to the zipper of my skirt and lowered and it dropped to my ankles. I stepped out of the skirt and kicked off my wedges. I was standing in front of him in a thong and a red lacy bra. As I released my bra it fell off my shoulders revealing my breasts and exposing my nipples to the cool air. I bent down and peeled off my thong.

"Now come over here. I want to start with you over my knee." he said. I laid across his knee. I felt more exposed and vulnerable than I had anticipated in this position which made me shudder.

"Are you ready?" he asked me.

"Yes." I replied.

I was as ready as I ever would be. I wanted to try something new. I hadn’t really experienced much in my past sexual encounters before Jake. It was just missionary position and no foreplay. Let’s just say it was very boring. I didn’t want to have boring sex. I wanted to experience all kinds of new things and with Jake. I trusted him completely and knew he wouldn’t do anything to intentionally hurt me unless it came with some pleasure too. He wanted to make sure that I enjoyed what he was doing and if not then we would always try something else.

We had tried some many new things lately and this was definitely a new experience for me. He had asked me if I had ever been spanked before and of course I was told him I was as a child and he began laughing at me. I then found out that he meant in a sexual way.  I thought to myself, I don’t understand how spanking can be a sexual thing. He explained to me that is actually very arousing he has heard and he has done it to a couple of girls before. That’s how he knew and he really wanted to try it with me to see if I liked it. I will try anything once.

A moment later, he took his palm back and quickly came down hard on my right butt cheek. The loud sound filled the room and I threw my head and screeched. Wow this didn’t feel good. How is this supposed to be arousing?

He paused for a moment and watched as his handprint outline in pink on my skin. The first two strokes were fairly hard but then he dialed back the intensity a bit as he continued spanking me letting me feel how soft and hard he could spank me testing out different intensities.

The experience was breathtaking when it started. I wasn't prepared for how intense it was. I felt the sting of each impact and it left behind a burning heat. The burning sensation quickly dominated my consciousness, driving away any rational thoughts. He helped me to my feet.

He said, “Alright that was a nice.  I definitely had the best view in the house. Now I'm going to let you experience a proper spanking. Are you ready?"

Of course I replied, “Yes."

He took my elbow and gently led me to the center of the room. He continued, “Now I want you to bend over and hold on to your ankles and don’t move unless I tell you too."

I slowly bent over and placed my hands around my ankles. He went over to the table and returned with a cane, 3 feet long and pencil thin. He tested it out on me a couple of times, tapping me, testing his positions. He took the cane back and snapped my ass. There was a spare moment before the pain wrenched me to squeal. He urged me to my feet.

"You took your first spanking pretty well. You deserve a reward." He told me. He led me over to the bed and helped me lay down on my back. I winced as I touched the bed. My ass was still on fire. He held an ankle in each hand then brought them up, bending my knees and bringing them towards my chest. He kneeled down in front of me and put his face down to my wet spot. He began to lick it, running his tongue up and down. I closed my eyes and began to moan and pant. He let go of my ankles and without warning I tensed up and clamped my legs around his head and climaxed so hard.

Finally he asked, “So would you like to do that again?”

“Fuck no. I liked my reward but nothing that was happening before that.” I told him.

“Well there are plenty of other things to try out on you. You haven’t done anything fun yet. You just wait. When I am done you won’t know what to do with yourself. You will never have boring sex with me. Don’t worry.”

I sure hope so. I wanted to keep things intense and never know what’s going to happen. I loved being kept in the dark of what he was going to be doing to me. He always surprised me with little sex sessions unexpectedly which was the best part. He always focused on me and didn’t care if he didn’t get off in return as long as I enjoyed myself that’s all that matters to him.

“Where have you been all my life?” I asked.

I got up and went to work and thought about him all day long just fantasizing all the things I wish we could do together. After work, I went home and showered. When I got out I heard my phone chime.

Sarah: I have some really bad news. Text me back.

Me: What's wrong?

Sarah: Jake's dad is dead.

Me: OMG. Is he okay?

I tried to call Jake but he didn't answer. So I sent him to a text to call me. Jake's dad is a horrible man.

My phone chimed and I was hoping it was Jake but it was Sarah.

Sarah: No, he isn't. I need you to come over here.

Me: OMW

I rushed to put clothes on and drove over to Sarah's house. I rushed into the house worried but Jake is not there.

"Sarah, what's going on? What happened?" I asked.

"Brooke, you know that Jake's dad has abused him and
his mom right?" She said.

"Yes, I did. I didn't know it was still going on." I told her.

"Well Jake went over to their house last night because his mom called him screaming. When he got there, his dad was on top of her hitting her and he was wasted drunk. He was screaming at his dad to stop and he wouldn't. So he went and found his dad's gun and shot him." She explained.

I can't even imagine what Jake is going through right now. No wonder he isn't answering his phone. His mom is probably devastated. Even though, Jake's dad is a horrible man she loved him. She wouldn’t leave him even after years and years of abuse. Even after he started abusing Jake she stayed with him. Jake was so glad when he turned 18 because that meant he didn’t have to live there anymore and he could get away from his father indefinitely.

"I have no idea what to even say right now." I told her.

"The police showed up and took him to jail but with all the physical damage to his mom they ruled it as self defense since his mother had harm to her body. But, Jake is traumatized. He killed his own father even though, he has thought about doing it a million times. I don't think any of us thought he would ever actually do it. He is definitely going to need a support system to deal with this. You know he holds everything in and doesn’t want to vent to anyone. He is a typical man. But he can’t keep this to himself. I don’t know if he will ever come back from this" she said.

Jake had to put up with his dad all his life and had to take the abuse. He was just a child and his mom couldn’t do anything to stop it. He tried to talk his mom into leaving with him multiple times when he was a teenager but she wanted to stay. She loved him, abusive or not. He was her husband. This is the reason why Jake is the way he is. He doesn't want to end up like his dad and hurt the people that loved him. He was scared that he would be like him. Even though he is nothing like his father. He wasn't ever really shown affection during his childhood from either of his parents. He only got beat up on and yelled at. I think that would traumatize any child for life and scar them. He doesn't understand what real love is and how it is shown to one another. But hopefully I can help him with that.

My phone chimes and it’s Jake finally:

Jake: Brooke, I am so sorry. A lot has happened and my phone has been the last thing on my mind.

Me: Sarah told me. I won't ask any questions. I know what kind of man your father was. You can come over when you're ready.

I can't imagine what he is going through right now and I don't know if I would be able to help him cope with what he did even though he had good intentions and didn't have any other choice. He just wanted to protect his mother from his father.

A couple of days later, Jake finally decided to come by. I hoped he would eventually because I really thought he was going to skip town and I would never see him again. We just sat on the couch in silence for the first thirty minutes he was at my house. I wasn’t really sure what to say to him. I just held his hand and finally I said, “Jake, Can I help take your mind off of it?” I asked.

“Please do. I don’t want to think about it anymore. It is driving me crazy.” He said.

I walked into the bedroom and tried to think of something I could do to take his mind off this situation. A thought came to mind that I could dress up for him. I never got to wear the nurse outfit that I got a couple of years ago and what better time to wear it than now. I went into my closet and grabbed the nurse’s outfit. I put on some stocking and a silk white thong underneath. I know he will like this.

I walked out of the bedroom and Jake’s eyes got huge.

“Babe, this is definitely a distraction. Come over here.” He said as he motioned me to come over to him.

I took baby steps to him and with every step I undid a button on my white with red trim dress. It was perfect timing because I got the last button just as I reached him.

“Please let me see you. I want to touch you. I need to occupy myself.”

He reached up to me and pushed the dress off of me and I was standing there in only my silk thong. You could see the wetness on it. It was very arousing undressing myself in front of him and watching his reactions and seeing his erection grow with every step to him.

He pulled my thong to the side while I was still standing up and started rubbing my clit slowly. I was already sensitive and really turned on. He leaned over and licked me.

“I want to taste you. Lay down.”

I did as I was told and laid down on the couch. I was ready for him to touch him. It had been a couple days and I felt like I was having withdrawals. Can you be addicted to a person? If so then I would say that Jake is my drug. I didn’t want to go more than a day without feeling his touch and the pleasure that I feel every time. He started licking and sucking on my wet spot enjoying all that came out of me. It wasn’t long until I was on the brink of an orgasm. Of course he stopped right before. He liked doing that. He wanted me to enjoy it but sometimes he wanted to tease me a couple times before I got to finish.

He kissed me and then started sucking on my erect nipples. He would put my nipple in between his teeth and grind on them and believe me it sounds painful but it feels amazing. I sent a tingling sensation down my body. He put the head of his shaft into my spot and pushed it in just a little so I could get a feel for what I was going to get. I was starting to get frustrated because I just wanted him inside me and for him to stop playing games but the games just make the finish that more exciting and enjoyable. He usually starts out slow and then picks up the pace as we go on but not tonight. He was pounding inside me over and over until we both finally came.

I laid back on the couch feeling so relaxed and my whole body tingling. He laid down next to me and put my head on his chest.

“Thank you for distracting me for a little while. I definitely needed that.”

“I will do anything you need.”

“How come you haven’t asked me anything about that night?” he asked me.

“I don’t want to pry. I figured that when you were ready to talk you would come to me.” I replied.

Maybe he is finally ready to talk about that night. It’s been a couple of days and he really doesn’t need to keep it all inside. It’s not healthy.

“Well you know the end result but that’s not the way I wanted it to go. I  got a phone call from my mom hysterically asking me to come over immediately and so I did. When I walked into the house my dad was standing over here just hitting her in the face repeatedly over and over again. I asked him to stop and he wouldn’t. He was very drunk. It’s not like I didn’t give him a chance. I gave him plenty of chances to stop and I had decided I had finally had enough. I wasn’t going to put up with this for another second. I knew where he hid his gun so I went into the bedroom and got it out of the safe and asked him again to stop whiling pointing the gun at him. He simply replied you won’t do it boy. Stop playing games. He was taunting me. So I closed my eyes and shot him right in the chest. I felt relieved when I heard the gun go off. I knew all the pain I had endured over the years was finally done. My mom is now safe and can live a normal life. Yes, of course I feel guilty for taking his life but he took mine and my mom’s from me. I wouldn’t be the way I am if it wasn’t for him. He made me the way I am and I really want to change that. In fact, you have helped me overcome that. You have helped me realized that I can love someone. I love you.” Jake said.

I have been waiting a really long time to hear him say those words to me.

“Jake you are nothing like your dad and he can’t hurt you anymore. He can’t affect your life anymore.