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Place of Fault

I couldn't really tell you why I did it. Just a young gorgeous woman travelling to another country, going to party,and having a one night stand with one of the most dangerous people I would grow to know. I thought leaving was enough to break ties with this man. Then I began to see them, all the men in suits following me at every corner. My life went on hard difficultly when he brought me into his home. No matter what I do I can't escape.

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Unacceptance

He stared at me with those eyes. But even from where I sat I knew there was emptiness in what I asked of him.

He moved closer to me with two slow and silent strides as he watched me. With just a simple nod to my question. But I sensed doubt. I could see it in his face that he wasn't ready to pay me back in the way that I asked. But he was a loyal man, a loyal friend.

He came closer and lifted his leg a bit, using the force of his knee to spread my legs to both sides of him as he let out a deep breath.

He raised his right hand up to his chest where I noticed a ring on his index finger, it wasn't particularly ornate in any way which is perhaps why I didn't notice it. Just a simple band with a round orb on top that looked similar to a small seal about an inch in total circumference.

He used the nail of his thumb to flick it open and raised it to his face.

Oh... Cocaine.

He kept a small bit of cocaine in his ring. He was certainly bizzare in the way he carried himself.

He let out a deep breath and watched me as he used his fingers in a pinching and pulling movement to unstuck the shirt I wore.

"listen lil .... I... Can't get hard.... At all.." he said as he got down on his knees in front of me.

I opened my mouth to speak but he raised his hand and turned his head slightly in dismissal.

"it's not... The way you think... Crazy..... I don't find this particularly appealing is all. You're too feminine." he said with a smile as he slowly began to undo and remove my pants.

I couldve find anything to say in return as I watched him. Down on his knees seemingly belittling as he used his hand and removed my panties.

" hmm.... These are alot of bruises lil."

"i told you it's nothing... Was just trying a knew kink." I shrugged.

"And?"

"not attractive." I said as I reached forward and poked his nose.

He let out a huff that i couldn't identify. Whether it be because he was irritated or unbelieving I didn't know. He didn't show me anything as he came closer.

"Are you even.... Good?" I asked as I watched him settle between my thighs watching me.

"At giving head??? Girl~...I've never had any complaints." he said as he started. He used his thumbs and index fingers to cup beneath my knees and hold my legs apart firmly.

"you have to be loving... That's what it's about." he whispered as he pressed his lips against my left knee and dragged his lips down my thigh.

Slowly.... Oh so slowly... It almost tickled with how gentle he moved but not enough to make me laugh. No. It was enough to make me shiver, enough to make my mind focus. To make my mind blanken.

He took his time moving about an inch every three seconds. Making it feel like eternity. He moved closer down my thigh and about halfway he stuck out his tongue and allowed me to feel the hot breath and warm touch if his tongue sliding on my thigh.

And when he arrived to his destination he completely ignored the objective. He began lick around the outside of the larger labia, taking his time. The fucker... I could see a grin on his face, he knew what he was doing. He was trying to piss me off!

In truth the longest time Id known Leon I had been.... Sexually curious, to experience what our bodies could do together. But he has always preferred men to females and I suppose this was enough.

He kept his game of teasing for another minute until he moved his tongue closer inwards. With gentle bites he pulled at the labia. And I could feel myself wet against his breath, even more so with his prying.

With a second or two of absent movement he licked over my entrance taking most of my moisture onto his tongue.

"Reminds me of my home. The ocean." he teased as I clamped his head within my thighs gaining a sound of spook and surprise from him.

"I have enough strength in my thighs to suffocate you..." I said with irritation. I was horny. Mad fucking horny. I just wanted him to get on with it.

Like fuck. C'mon Leon!

"tempting....Truly tempting. But not my kink. " he said as he pulled my thighs back apart and leaned forward more sucking gently on my clit and occasionally jabbing my clit with his tongue. It forced a breath from me and made me bit my lip as closed my eyes and leaned back a bit.

He kept these motions going as he slowly lifted my knees onto his shoulders and used the strength from his arms to pull me closer to him.

Using his skill tongue which he gained from years learning to tongue a saxophone. He played my clit like an instrument.

With tonging and sucking motions.

But he decided to make things more interesting than I had expected. He used his left hand crafty and clever, with his ring and index finger departing my minor labia and his middle finger pressing down inside me.

And to double team he used his middle and index finger on his right hand and slid gently and slowly inside me. I could feel him sliding inside, farther and further into my deepest regions. And he definitely knew what to look for. Knuckles deep inside me and his finger inching me closer and closer as he pulled his fingers towards the very top of my insides.

Oh God... He knew what he was doing as I felt my insides warm and tingly. My bladder pressured and stuff with sensitivity. As he began to move his tongue across my clit. From the bottom to the top in quick flicking motions. The soft feeling of his tongue tickled me. And the pressure inside me left me making quiet breaths until in the spam of only ten minutes he had me orgasm. Down his chin, down his neck, into his shirt, on his palms and wrists.

Fucker.....

He chuckled.... Of course he did. And a grin crept onto his face as he sat up. He felt proud of himself as he stood up from me and began to remove his now "ruined" clothing.

"you ever try fisting?" he asked.

I was too irritated to respond and watched him. My body pulsing with intense pressure of blood. Hot and warm and sensitive. And all I could do was glare at him.