Tales of a Hyper-sexual Spy
None of my one night stands were allowed to stay, none of them. It was Almera that I loved. But something about Josephine’s proud submission had caused me to break my cardinal rule…it had reached hard into the core of my being… set a spark in it…set a flame in it…a new type of fire was lit. I put my finger in my mouth, the one that had been deep inside Josephine’s pussy…it would be right to say it tasted faintly salty…but to me it also tasted of surrender, which is much sweeter. For no reason I truly understood, to me, she also tasted like sugar.
I kept sucking on my finger, in my mind I mulled it over and over. I loved Almera, it wasn’t possible I’d let someone else stay the whole night, I loved Almera. We were about to move in together for Christ’s sake! “I love Almera,” I thought to myself as I sucked and sucked on my sugar sweet finger. The woman in my arms tasted delicious…
Josephine wrapped herself around me in the single bed, the thin blue quilt covering her pale naked body. The room stank of sex…of sweat and semen. Discarded clothes, a wedding ring without its finger, crimes of passion, a result of her submission. Her breast squashed against my chest…she licked her lips…the faint smell of her strawberry lip balm came and went..her wet mouth kissed at my neck…tingles danced throughout my nervous system…I felt a fierce desire to take command of her again…
What was it she had awakened in me? Arrogance? Vanity? A primal masculinity? Or was it the romance of her surrender that tipped me over the edge? Whatever it was I felt different…I should have been tired, but I wasn’t I was awakened.
“You love Almera…remember,” said a voice in my head: “Remember.”
I shrugged Josephine off and stood up. “Stay there…” I told her. I couldn’t stop sucking my finger…
I switched my phone back on to check for messages from Almera. If she’d changed her mind about that summer job, then maybe I’d actually want to throw Josephine out. There was a message. It read: “How dare you hang up on me! Do you know how lucky you are to have a girl like me! Bastard!”
That was Almera, all fire and temper.
“Fuck that bitch!” I thought. If she wanted some love she wouldn’t have took that fucking job. I switched my phone off and tossed it into the laundry basket. Josephine bit her lip.
“Almera?” she asked.
“None of your business.”
“I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to. Please don’t throw me out. I’ve been good haven’t I? I let you fuck me while I spoke to my husband and I didn’t let go of my hair while you bit my neck did I?”
“No you didn’t.”
“So I’ve been good?”
“Yes, you’ve been a very good girl.”
“Thank you so much. You don’t know what that means to me.”
I did know, I could see it in her face…her cheeks and her throat turned crimson…her breath quickened and her eyes widened. “Come here…now.” I commanded.
She was out of the bed as quick as good slave should be. We both stood naked…her body shook…her nipples were hard… I put my finger inside her until it was dripping wet and then I licked it again…again there was a sweetness there that I’d never tasted on a woman…it didn’t make sense to me…it was something so sensual…so feminine that it would always be a mystery…I fucked her with my fingers…deep inside she started to swell…her sensuality came over her in waves…she would tense…arch her back…curl her toes…and shudder her release…you know…just like you do…
“Don’t come until I tell you to,” I said to her.
“No, hold on,” I said.
“No.” Deep inside her my fingers beckoned back and forth…she was like a dam…refusing to break…my phone rang…but I had more important things to do than answer it…there were little earthquakes going off inside Josephine…but she held herself back…until after many minutes of resistance she came…without my permission. Again I ignored my ringing phone.
“I am so sorry…” she whispered between her shuddering breaths.
“Oh what a bad girl…” I teased her. It was a little harsh…she was actually beside herself.
“Can you forgive me?”
“Perhaps…kneel down,” I said. She did as she was bid. “Kiss my feet…”
“But…but that’s a privilege.” My jaw dropped open…there’s nothing so sweet as a submissive, they’re as moorish as molasses. The honey of her words dripped into my soul. It felt like falling in love.
She wanted to be punished…as her mouth moved towards my toes…I raised my foot above her head and pushed her face into the carpet. “You disobeyed me.” I knelt down and twisted her arm behind her back. “Does that hurt?”
“Yes, but I deserve it,” she whispered.
“You’re damn right you deserve it. You’re a cheating cunt.”
“I’m your cheating cunt. This body is for you, hurt me Jack…we both want you to.”
I let go her arm, dragged her up by her hair and slapped her hard in the face…one…two…three times…I felt myself growing hard…what demon was this she’d awoken? Tears fell from her eyes…the slaps stung her cheeks bright red.
“Thank you, Jack.”
I pushed her hard against the wall. “What?”
Her eyes grew wide. “I love you more than all the world. Your slaps are like the hand of god.”
I slapped her hard again…blood dripped out of her mouth.
“I love you Jack,” she said again.
“Don’t say that.”
“I love you.”
“Make me…” she dared.
I gripped her by the throat and choked her against the wall…she ignored her inability to breathe…put her hand on my hard cock and guided it into the wet heaven between her thighs…I let her breathe…I was gone…lost to some hedonism I never felt before.
“I love you Jack…”
“I love you too…”
“Don’t you dare lie.”
“Not lying,” I carried her to the bed, still inside her. I lay her down and kissed her…with the fire I’d thought was for Almera.
“Can I serve you?”
“Yes.” My pulse…my heartbeat began to eat out my senses, the sweat poured off, submission melts my defences.
“Do I please you?”
“You please me.”
I was mesmerised…energised…electrified…what was heaven if not another’s submission. Faster and faster we fucked… harder and harder…deeper and deeper…inside of each others bodies…inside of each other souls…the bed creaking under the pressure…as we lived life’s treasure…the moment ended as it always does…I came hard deep inside her for the second time that night.
“Thank you Jack,” she whispered.
Again and again her appreciation blew me away. I was dazed…I was gone…I had no idea where I was…romance and eroticism sent tingles through my whole body…I answered the phone in a trance…utterly spellbound by what had just happened. I didn’t even look to see who was calling.
“Jack,” whispered Almera, “there’s no easy way to say this. I have a cancer…and I don’t want you to see me sick because I love you That’s why I’ve been such a bitch.”
A guilt and a darkness engulfed me. Oh my sick twisted soul…I’m a fucking bastard.
Josephine couldn’t hear Almera, but she sensed the change at once. She mistook it for something that it wasn’t.
“I love you, I need you,” Almera whispered.
“I love you too, Almera,” I said, “I need to plug the phone in. Two seconds, I’ll call you back.”
Josephine’s mouth opened and closed without words. I’m a fucking bastard.
“Take your things and get the fuck out, now!” I snarled at her. She didn’t move. I threw her clothes at her. I threw her wedding ring at her. “Get the fuck out! Never come back. Get the fuck out!”
“I would have served you forever.” Her words stung my soul.
“Fuck off now!” I shouted because it hurt.
She dressed herself in tears, the damage in her eyes was unforgettable. On the way out she turned and punched me in the jaw. Her pride restored, her love breaking around me. The darkness breathed into my soul.
“You never said to leave peacefully,” she seethed as she slammed the door. I kissed it closed behind her. Then picked up the phone and called Almera.
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