Her Obsession

7

Tonya POV

The last few days with Dakota have been beyond what I thought it would be. I find myself thinking about him when I probably should be concentrating on other things. How many times have I done this? I find myself a young good looking stud and take him back home. I play with him for a while, and then I get rid of him. It is always catch and release for me. I only need a man for a short period of time. I have never had any reason to keep one around for very long. I guess I get bored with the same old c**k. 

I go out on my patio in nothing but my designer robe and wait. I lay back in my lounger with a fresh Tom Collins to sip on while I wait for my young stud to come f**k me for the night. I hear him coming up the sidewalk. I turn back to see him. I love the way those tight shirts fit across his muscles. 

“HI,” I say softly to him, and he walks onto the patio. 

“Hi, sorry it took me so long; I had to take care of something,” Dakota says.

“Oh really, what did you have to take care of that was more important than me?” I ask him. 

Dakota sits down beside me on the lounger. He begins rubbing my leg and looking at my t**s. I have never been around a man that was so infatuated with my t**s like he is. 

“Melanie called and was going on and on about wanting to see me tonight,” Dakota says.

I lean forward and kiss his lips. “Then why are you here with me instead of her,” I ask him.

He continues rubbing my leg up until he reaches my p***y. He inserts two fingers inside of me. “Because I want to be here with you,” Dakota says as he begins thrusting his fingers in and out of my hot p***y.

I bite his bottom lip. I kiss his cheek and then his ear. “You want to be here with me, or you want to f**k my brains out?” I whisper into his ear.

“Both,” Dakota answers me. 

“Well, I am glad you decided to come out and play with me tonight,” I say to him. 

“Yeah, me too,” Dakota says.

He begins to kiss me intensely, pushing his tongue into my mouth as he thrusts his finger in and out of my p***y. He kisses my chin and makes his way down to my t**s. He begins such one of my n*****s. I really enjoy it when he suckles my n*****s, and damn, it seems to be a huge turn-on for him. My p***y juices are flowing as he thrusts his fingers in and out of me. 

“You are so wet for me tonight,” Dakota says.

“I always get wet when I am near you,” I say to him. I moan with pleasure as he continues to finger my p***y and suckle my n****e. 

“Do you want me?” Dakota asks.

“You know I do; I think about your c**k all of the time,” I answer him.

Dakota releases my n****e and travels down to my p***y to get a taste of me. He grabs my a*s and pulls me closer to his face. He nibbles at my p***y lips. He licks and dips his tongue into me while holding my a*s tight. He dips his fingers into me to get them wet and then slides a finger into my a*s. 

“I loved f*****g your a*s,” Dakota says as he continues enjoying my p***y.

“You can have any part of me you want. All you have to do is ask,” I say to him.

“Any part of you I want? You are willing to do anything for me?” Dakota asks.

“Yes, I will let you f**k me any way you want to f**k me,” I say to him.

With this newfound knowledge, Dakota dives into my p***y more intensely. He eats me fiercely and forcefully. He is turned on by the thought of a willing participant in any game he wants to play.

“Can I hold you down and take your a*s while you scream my name,” Dakota asks.

“Is that what turns you on?” I ask him.

“I love when you moan and scream my name,” Dakota says.

“Do you like it rough, Dakota?” I ask him.

“I love it hard and rough. I love to call you a s**t when I am taking your p***y for my own pleasure,” Dakota says.

“I will do anything to please you,” I say to him.

“Can I tie you to the bed and blindfold you?” Dakota asks me. 

He asks me numerous questions about things he wants to do to me, all while fingering my a*s and l*****g my p***y. Of course, I am going to say yes to anything he wants from me. I enjoy his c**k too much to say no to him. 

“Dakota, baby, I am your w***e to f**k anyway you like; all you have to do is take it. You don’t even have to ask,” I say to him.

He dives in, eating my p***y with a new zealous. He is clearly turned on by all of this talk of having me as his personal s*x slave. I am a willing participant in any game he wants to play with my p***y and a*s. Hell, he can f**k my face and t**s any way he wants. I am his plaything to f**k as he sees fit. At least for now, I am his plaything.

“I want you to suck my c**k and let me c*m all over your pretty face,” Dakota says.

Dakota stands in front of the lounger and removes his clothes. He takes my hand, and he lays on the lounger. I start sucking his c**k. He begins pushing my head down further and further. I relax my throat and take him all in as far as he wants to push his c**k down inside my throat. 

“Yes, Suck my c**k,” Dakota says.

I begin playing with his balls as he f***s my face. I run my finger up to his a*s and insert a finger into his a*s. I finger his a*s as he continues to f**k my face as hard as he wants. I am giving him my body to be used by his s****l desires. No matter how dark or where he wants to go with his desires tonight, I will let him have me.

Dakota continues f*****g my face, pulling me down on his hard c**k sternly. “I am going to c*m s**t,” Dakota says. I can feel my p***y dripping from him calling me a s**t. When he says that one word to me, it ignites my p***y. 

Dakota lets my head go and reaches for his c**k. He is cumming on my face. He is tapping his huge c**k right on my face releasing his hot seed onto me. I keep my mouth open and my tongue out to catch whatever he is willing to let me catch in my mouth to taste. 

He finishes cumming on my face and inserts his c**k back into my mouth for me to suck. I gobble his c**k up, making sure he is completely empty. 

“Go clean your face w***e,” Dakota says.

I release his c**k from my mouth and go to the bathroom to wash my face. He follows me to watch me wash his c*m off of my face. He is smiling as he watches me.