Addiction

She crawled onto the bed, he lay on his back above the covers his member not quite hard enough to stand to attention. Her lips slipped round the soft tip squeezing it slightly as she sank down it. It quickly responded to her lips and tongue, hardening in her mouth.

Her hunger for him built as he pulsated between her lips. Her tongue slid over the fleshy underside as she gently sucked, savouring the experience knowing that soon her cravings would take over and she wouldn't be in control.

The fight to restrain herself was quickly lost, she pulled back leaving him standing in-front of her, the purple head bobbed with his heavy breathing. She climbed onto him with an urgency born from her need for him.

Straddling him she could feel his hot shaft against her inner thigh. She wanted to savour the feeling to prolong it. The demon inside her wouldn't let her, the demon's demands forced her onwards.

She lifted herself slightly while reaching between their bodies to position him. As she slid down his shaft she felt her control disappearing till he was buried deep within her and her possession was complete.

Leaning forward her hands pressed against his chest, she watched as her fingers pushed between the hairs under there own control. He said something but she only heard a murmur, her body was only aware of herself and no-one else.

She began moving, using her arms to push herself up then sliding back down. She felt him hard inside her, her body gripped him tightly as she slid up and down. Her lungs sucked in gulps of air as her body began to get hot. Inside her she felt wet flesh being pushed apart each time she impaled herself upon him.

With a hard thrust down her ass slammed against his thighs and she felt her warm juices on her burning skin. Moving her hands to his knee's she leant back on him, feeling him pressing even deeper inside her.

Gyrating her hips she ground against him, inside her he pushed against hot flesh as she moved he pressed against different areas making him feel even larger than he was. His fingers gripped her soft ass pushing into the flesh. Her hands moved from his knees relying on his hands to keep her from falling backwards.

With the direction of his hands she began to move up and down his large rod once more, squeezing it inside her. With her hands moved to the sides of her head. Her fingers dug into her tangle of hair. Her breasts bounced freely, swinging up towards her face with the momentum.

Her hot bud between her legs burned with desire as he excited the flesh behind it. Beads of sweat began to run down her body leaving shimmering trails down her smooth skin.

She grabbed her large breasts controlling their erratic movement. Fingers sank into the pert orbs. Her nipples felt like hard bullets in her palms. She began pumping up and down.

Between bounces on his engorged cock she began to scream, each one short and high. Her pulse raced, he throbbed inside her. She bit her bottom lip, grunts and moans forced their way out. Her body burned, skin flushed. Fingers pressed deep into soft mounds, nails began to leave marks.

His body shook. His hands gripped tighter. Their bodies moved in unison. He bulged inside her. Her muscles gripped him tightly.

He called out as he reached climax, she felt his release within her. With his release her own orgasm was unleashed. Her body jerked on top of him her body shaking she fell forward and her hands landing on his chest to hold herself up.

Exhausted and satisfied she climbed off him. Slowly she regained control of her body, her demon excised for now. He was already dozing off as she pressed up against him. He moved to meet her embrace as she clung to him.

With the other presence gone she was left feeling ashamed and afraid. Maybe everyone had an 'inner whore' but they didn't talk about it in-front of her.

She once told a man of her addiction that when she saw a 'cock' - her real self cringed at the term that her other half took such pleasure from - she would be taken over by a woman who would do anything to have it inside her. He used that knowledge to make her do any perverted idea that came to mind to test how far she would go.

She gripped even tighter as she remembered him dumping her for being a freak after he had had his fun.

Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she realised that she had finally met a guy who she felt she could reveal her secret to. His arm closed round her in sleep as he began to gently snore.

As the tears on her skin began to dry she closed her eyes to join him in sleep.


Word Count: 837
Written For: April 9th 2011 "The Weekly Quickie Contest" 
Prompt:
I would like to see some drama. What happened to the girl? Why does she sleep like this? And what will happen later?