Whore-or Short Story Contest Entry “Desmonda vs Vane”

By / November 5, 2013 / Uncategorized

I lay there on Dr. McGillicuddy’s couch thinking to myself how the hell had I ended up here. At thirty-six years of age I truly thought that I had a pretty good handle on my life. I was the supervisor of one of the most well-known construction companies in the tri-state area. I owned my home and car, no kids, no wife and yet here I was trying to get this doctor to convince me that I wasn’t losing my mind. The past six months I had been having recurring dreams that were leaving me sexually satisfied and physically drained. The woman who assaulted me nightly was pure perfection, absolutely stunning. She had to be at least 5’9, maybe 160-170lbs, red hair, hazel eyes, and flawless alabaster skin. Her breasts were Double D’s that sat up perky with delicious looking rose colored nipples. Her body was toned yet plush. Her waist was small accentuating the span of her hips and ass. Night after night she came to me satisfying me in ways I had never thought possible. She introduced me to a myriad of feelings as she heightened my desire for her more and more. I found myself coming home from a long day of work and watching the clock as I eagerly awaited bedtime to meet with her again.
“Vane, you have been working a lot of overtime lately. I don’t think that you are losing your mind or anything of the sort. I think you’re exhausted and in need of a good night’s rest. I’m going to prescribe you a sleep aid to help with this situation. I’m sure as soon as you’re able to get a good night’s rest, you will be fine.” Dr. McGillicuddy spoke, shaking me from my thoughts.
“Martha, you’ve known me for a long time. Working hard has never been an issue. These dreams have been happening for months now. I wake up exhausted and you know I never call off work. A couple times I’ve awakened and could barely move. I’ll feel completely and totally drained of energy.” I replied as she made a few notes on her pad.
“Vane, things have been a bit trying for you since you lost your parents. This last year has been an emotional roller coaster for you, has it not?” She spoke quietly.
I closed my eyes as the emotions from that day flooded my mind. My mother and father had been on their way back from celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary when a drunk driver lost control of his vehicle and crashed into them head on. I was shaken from my reverie, opening my eyes I looked directly into the eyes of Martha.
“Vane, I’m going to give you some samples of the sleeping aid. Call your job and request tomorrow off. I’ll give you a doctor’s note to give to them and if you want ill even fax it over. You need to rest.” She said with a look of concern in her eyes.
I walked out of her office wondering if the sleep aid would actually work. Would the sex siren that plagued me for the last six months truly go away, or would she find a way to slip into my dreams again? When I pulled up to my house, I was met at the walkway by Misty. She was a gorgeous jet-black cat that had started hanging around my house. Once I started feeding her she had made my house her permanent residence. She followed me up the steps as I let her in to feed her. A month ago I had taken her to a vet to make sure that she was disease free and healthy and ever since she had been my loyal companion. I poured cream into one of her dishes and opened one of her gourmet meals and put it in her other dish. She meowed and rubbed against my legs purring as I did so.
“There you go, Misty. Enjoy baby.” I whispered to her as I massaged her head and ears. Since caring for her I had been able to relax a bit instead of being on edge all the time.
I moved to my leather recliner, sat down and switched on the television. It would be hours before I felt the urge to even go to sleep. I picked up the bottle of pills from the coffee table and sat them back down quickly. It was too early in the evening to even think about taking them. I got up and went to the bar to make myself a drink. Pulling the Brandy from the cabinet I poured myself a full glass and moved back to the recliner. I sat there watching television as I downed my glass. As I sat it down on the coaster on my coffee table Misty jumped up into my lap. I reclined back in my chair and felt myself beginning to doze as she nestled into my lap. I tried to pull myself from the drowsy state that I was in, but I lost the battle as my eyelids began to feel heavier.
I jumped up a few minutes later startled that I had actually dozed off, but something didn’t quite seem right. There was a heavy fog covering the floor and Misty was no longer in my lap. I tried to move from the recliner but my body felt heavy.
“Vane.” A sultry voice called out to me. I looked around but the fog was becoming heavier and I couldn’t see anyone. I rubbed my eyes thinking that maybe this was all just a part of my imagination. When I opened them Desmonda stood before me gyrating her hips in a seductive manner. She wore a black lace bra with the matching black lace thong. Black thigh high stiletto boots completed the ensemble. Her long red hair was pulled on top of her head in a messy bun with tendrils coming down the sides of her face. She bit her bottom lip as she caressed her body with her hands. I sat there transfixed by the sight unable to move. The sight of her before me caused a throbbing between my legs as my breath caught in my throat. She moved towards me and turned her back to me. She bent forward and slid her hands in between her thighs as she played with her pussy through the thong teasingly. When I was finally able to move I reached out and slid my hand up her inner thigh until my hand met hers.
I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. “Would you like to play with my pussy, Vane?” She asked as she moved her hand away allowing me to slide my fingers beneath her thong. Her pussy was already dripping wet. The moisture coated my fingers as she rubbed her clit. “Do you like how my pussy feels, Vane?” I quivered from the sound of her voice whispering my name.
She spun around placing her boot clad foot in between my thighs on the recliner. I slid both of my hands up her thigh entranced by the softness of her skin. As I caressed her thigh I slowly made my way back to her pussy. I slid a finger inside of her as her pussy clenched around it. “You are so tight and wet, Desmonda. I crave your body against mine. The feel of your pussy on my lips and your moans filling the air is what I desire.” I whispered as I slid my finger from within her and rubbed her juices over my lips and licked them.
She pushed me back in the recliner as she stood back and started to dance again. The sway of her hips turned me on even more. She spun around and slid into my lap grinding her ass into my pelvis. Leaning and reaching back she pulled me to her by my waist-length dreads grinding into me harder. Reaching around the front of her, I ripped her bra off and gripped her breasts in both hands squeezing them. I began to pinch and twist her nipples between my fingers. Letting one of her nipples go I reached up and grabbed her by the throat choking her lightly as I pulled her back into me hard. “Tonight is the night I take control my dear, Desmonda. I will not stop until I have you writhing beneath me begging for release.” I whispered into her ear as she let go of my dreads.
She chuckled deviously. “If you think you have what it takes then I suggest you do just that. Vane, maybe that’s exactly what I want you to do.”
I picked her up and moved to the couch as I pushed her down face first into the couch. As I stood back I admired the view of her pale skin ass up in front of me. Bending down I inhaled her scent deeply. My stomach growled as my hunger for her increased. I slid her thong aside and found her clit with my tongue. Circling it, I drew the hardened nub in between my lips. I slid my tongue inside of her, tasting and massaging her walls as she bucked and shuddered. I withdrew my tongue and started to place kisses on her pussy and her ass making my way down her thigh as I licked at the juices that had escaped me. She purred as she twisted her hips in an arousing way. Spinning around on the couch she faced me, licking and nibbling at my lips as she tasted herself.
“I’m ready for you to take me upstairs, Vane.” She said as she licked my bottom lip. Standing at 6’2 she complemented me with her luscious long legs that fit so well around my waist, as I lifted her form the couch. Her alabaster skin complimented my own caramel complexion. She fit against me perfectly. As I ascended the steps and made my way to my bedroom she leaned into me and bit my neck. I growled as I slammed her against one of the posts on my bed. She giggled. “Does that turn you on my dear, Vane? Does that not make you want to punish my pussy over and over again until I explode?”
She was taunting me and she was doing a very good job if I said so myself. If she wanted me to punish her, that’s exactly what I would give her. I tossed her onto the bed and stalked out of the room and down into my basement to grab a few supplies. I heard her calling out to me as I made my way back up the stairs.
When I walked into the room she sat up in the bed. “What do you have there, Vane?” She asked her voice laced with curiosity.
I looked up at her and winked as I made my way to the dresser. I had grabbed a large piece of bubble wrap. I rolled it up until it was about 3 1/2 inches thick and taped it together. I opened my top dresser drawer and reached in retrieving a condom. I rolled it over the bubble wrap tube I had created. A devilish smile transformed my face as I turned to face her. She was on all fours at the foot of the bed facing me. I walked around to the opposite end if the bed where I could come up behind her and sat the rest of my supplies onto the bed. She tried to turn and face me but I stopped her. “You’re exactly how I want you, don’t move.” I growled as I yanked her back towards me.
I grabbed both of her hands snatching them behind her as her face hit the mattress. Reaching behind me I grabbed the rope I had brought up from the basement tying her hands behind her back securely. Spreading her legs wider with my knees I ripped her thong off exposing her pussy. She moaned as I slid two fingers inside of her wetness. Her pussy gushed as my fingers stroked her pussy. I spanked her ass forcefully as I fingered her steadily. My red hand prints highlighted both of her ass cheeks. I could feel her pussy getting wetter from the spanking. She was enjoying receiving it just as much as I was enjoying giving it. I grabbed the bubble wrap dildo and slid my fingers out of her replacing them with my homemade toy. I watched as the width of it stretched her pussy open wider. She cried out as I shoved it into her deeper inch by inch. The tiny bubbles would hit spots that would be harder to assault with anything smooth. I fucked her harder drawing moans and screams out of her as she lay there bound and unable to move.
I pulled her back by her hair nibbling and licking her ear. “You fill my thoughts in all of my waking moments. I’ve wanted to take control of your body the same way you take control of my dreams.”
I grabbed her leg and flipped her onto her side with her leg in the air and propped it up over my shoulder as I moved in closer to fuck her harder. I started to play with her clit as I fucked her at a vicious pace.
Somehow she broke free from the tight knot that I had secured her in. She slid her fingers into her mouth sucking them and then moved to her clit and began rubbing as she helped me help her to come closer to her own orgasm. I removed her leg from over my shoulder and placed it in on the bed as she rolled onto her back. I moved up between her legs never missing a beat as I fucked her harder. I brushed her hair from her face as I looked into her eyes.
“Desmonda, I am so addicted to you. I don’t know what I would do if you stopped coming to me in my dreams.” I whispered as I came closer to my own orgasm. Just pleasuring her was enough to take me over the edge.
She grasped my face with both hands and looked me deeply in the eyes. “I’m with you even outside of your dreams, Vane. Look closer and you’ll realize that I’m always with you.” She kissed me hard as we both climaxed together.
I jumped as I was startled out of my dream by Misty meowing in my face. I began to rub her ears as she purred and snuggled my face. I opened my eyes and looked at her. Something about her hazel eyes was so familiar to me. Sitting up in my recliner I held her up in front of me searching her eyes as I heard Desmondas voice echoing in my head. It couldn’t be!

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