The Game Of Lust

a rising mystery

I crept into his bedroom and found nothing but a perfectly laid out bed, I wondered how he could live a place and have no photos of himself or personal belongings hanging out, My heart raced as I reached for the door leading to another room, imagining myself in a suspenseful movie, I pushed open the door quickly and meet a room full of organised items and furniture, it quickly occurred to me that Cole was a private person and did not wish to talk about himself or show it to anyone. This room is just a diversion, I thought to myself as I noticed a framed picture on the desk. It was Mr Wade and another man. It looked like a wedding picture. My jaw dropped immediately at the sight of it. I turned it over and read out the name written on the back of the frame. It said ‘wade and Zach’

Mr Wade was awfully young in the photograph, they both were. Zach was the one in a navy blue tuxedo,

He was taller and had a lot of hair on his head, which was wrapped into a topknot. I soon noticed the striking resemblance between Zach and Cole, they had the same wide set of eyes and smile. Before I could look at another picture, I heard a popping sound, I put back the picture as carefully as possible, closed the door and dashed back into the livingroom were he had left me,

I laughed at my over inquisitiveness as I could hear the pounding sound of my heart from all the adrenaline and shock I felt, scooping into his business like a detective. “That was so wrong,” I whispered to myself as I returned back to the couch to resume my reading, I stepped on a remote and the sound system turned on and began to boom loudly, playing ninty's band rock music.

I struggled to turn off the music but accidentally kicked the remote control underneath the chair.

Cole rushes out of the kitchen,

“What did you touch!?” He yelled through the loud music playing.

“I don't know, help me find the remote!” I laughed.

We both ran around searching for a way to turn it off, I began to dance and sing along.

“I didn't know you liked soft rock music” I said

“I do but now I'm embarrassed,” he said, shocked by his words, I paused for a while watching him pace around, The idea of me making him embarrassed gave me far too much joy.

Cole flicked his finger as he soon recalled something important, he walked to the painted part of the wall where there was a switch. He bopped his palm against it and the music stopped abruptly.

“Now we can talk like normal human beings,” he panted.

“Aww ... I was finally starting to enjoy myself,” I replied.

He stood properly and advanced towards me, “really you call that enjoyment? normally I'd just need Ten minutes with you in a bathroom to enjoy myself,” He leaned towards me, and pulled me closer by my waist. I face burned with embarrassment and excitement as he moved his face closer to mine he opened his mouth and said,

“Are you hungry?”

I opened my eyes which I had closed tightly as I overly anticipated his kiss. “you're done cooking?”

“Yes.. This way please,” he said, leading me to the kitchen.

I sat in the kitchen dinette as he place a plate of pasta salad on the table, along with a plate of roasted ribs with citrus dressing.

“I can't eat all this,” I confessed and blamed my small appetite for it.

“To be honest Regina I didn't make this meal,” he said as I munched down on the salad, I paused immediately and waited for him to conclude his sentence.

“I'm just kidding, I wouldn't invite you to dinner if I couldn't cook,” he threw his head back in laughter. I smiled at his behavior, my dream of having a man serve me came quicker than I expected and a lot better.

“you're a really good cook,” I said, and a satisfied smile stretched across his face revealing his dimples.

“I've never done this much to a impress anyone before,” he sighed as he poured wine into a glass for me. “I'm no ordinary woman,” I laughed at his many kind gestures.

At night, I had on his night wear. The pants were way too big and long for me so I took off the pants and wore only the shirt which reached my thigh. After a long and interesting day I found myself easing into the idea of being whatever we were, as long as I could have the little attention he could give, I was more than happy.

We sat on the couch and watched a movie of my choosing , it was a horror movie, as I had a very strange love for body jerking suspense and dark themes. A group gets lost in a haunted house and can't find their way out, they are targeted by fresh hungry demons. The lights were turned off leaving only the coloured ones on, increasing the horrifying effect of the movie.

Cole jolts at the screeching sound of the demons cry.

“This is what I had in mind when I said romance,” he laughed

“I'm sorry!” I realized that I was practically the only one enjoying myself the entire day so turned off the tv instead.

“why'd you turn it off?” he asked.

I went down to the floor and faced him with both hands sliding up his thighs ,he stared down at me and said nothing as I unziped his fly,

I enclosed his c**k in my hands and rubbed slowly. He relaxed himself slowly into the couch and grunted softly as I went on. I wrapped my tongue around the tip of his c**k, I continued to lick around the surface before sliding the whole thing into my mouth, he jolted back.

I took my hair out of the way as it dangled about. I could feel the pulsing of his c**k inside my mouth,

He placed his big hand on my head as I increased the pace and groaned.

I suddenly remembered the lady he was with at the coffee shop and the tattoo on his shoulder. I stopped abruptly as I began to torture myself with lewd images of these women doing the exact same thing I was doing, I was nothing but an ordinary woman.

“Who is Ruby Forster?”

I asked rubbing the tip of his c**k on my lips, he tightened his eyes and let out a muffled groan. I massaged the base with my finger tips as I waited for an answer. Cole looked down at me for only a mere moment before he pulled me up from the floor and on his thighs,

“you're so curious Regina,” he said as he lifted up the shirt I had on.

He began to kiss my neck softly, with his warm lips, my body quivered.

I placed my hands on both his shoulders as I felt his erect c**k prod gently against my moist p*ssy.

“You didn't answer my question,” I groaned.

“It's nothing you should worry about.”

He said unbuttoning my shirt. He'd seen me naked before but I felt extremely shy and insecure. I held onto his hand as he reached the last button.

“Wait!” I blurted out.

“Do you still need more time to think about this?,” he asked as he nibbled gently on my neck; It tingled. I had myself In his arms, His lips on my neck, and his passion between my thighs and could not afford to think of anything else but the hunger arising in me as I found it difficult to hold back . I let go of his hand and took off the shirt leaving only on a black pair of G-string underwear.

He hastily took off his shirt, revealing his broad chest, I paused and rubbed my fingers through the tattoo on his shoulder, I wanted to believe so many things, but I knew what I signed up for so didn't say what I really meant to say, I didn't say anything at all.

He pulled me closer as our bare skins touched in a passionate hug.

“Your skin is so soft,” he caressed my back and then traced his hands to my thighs. I could still see the scratches I left on his back from our 1last encounter.

He pulled my panties to the side and slipped in his c**k, I felt the prodd of the tip and then the whole thing growing inside me until I took in the entire length. He gripped my thighs and began to rotate my hips, pressing his c**k deeper and deeper, I moaned loudly as the excitment increased.

“Can I ask you something?” he said

“Now?” I protested

“yes!”

“what is it? ” I whined, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I felt an overflow of pleasure jerking me backwards as I closed my eyes tightly.

“That lady you waved at earlier today, who was she?”

I paused and tried to recall, it was a long day and I had seen so many people I knew.

“The one with the dog?” he specified, I soon realized it was Sharon he spoke of.

“That.. ” I stopped to think “ That was a friend of mine.”

I wondered why he brought that up at such a dire moment. He licked from my neck all the way to my n****e, he circled around it before sucking the whole thing in his mouth.

He turned me over to couch and laid up top of me. He continued to thrust deeper, with every stroke was an unbelievable shock of overwhelming pleasure, I gripped his back making a conscious effort not to hurt his shoulder again but still could not help but hold tightly as I had nothing to brace myself with.

I covered my mouth as my moans grew louder, he moved my hand away from my mouth as he joined his lips to mine and nibbled gently on my lips. I felt a throbbing feeling on my n*****s as his lips had turned then red. He opened my thighs wider and pressed in again. He picked up the pace, slipping in and out of my wet p*ssy, he groaned and bit hard on my neck, I didn't mind the pain as I was overtaken by his passion. My breasts bounced recklessly my folds rubbed softly on his stomach as the c**k disappeared into me. I ran my fingers through his hair carelessly,

He leaned in, breathing hot breaths of passion.

“You feel so good,” he groaned.