Longings and Loathings - Chapter 13

"This was an awesome idea, Charlie" she giggled.
"Told you this was the best place on earth, even if it is not your colours on the field"
"This way I can mock you live" she laughed full on "Well, I'll whisper it on your ear. I don't want to get beat up in here"

He stared at her with the cocky grin that she loved on his face.

"Do that, I'll give you a good old spanking to teach you to respect the great ones"
"Yeah, right! Promises!"

She had nothing better to do, so she joined. She always did have a good time when with Charlie.
Izzy always wondered how it would be like to actually have a go with him, but the notion of how it could ruin the most amazing relationship between them always stoped her. Charlie was a goof even though he claimed the same, she had always doubted that he would actually make a move.

She was bored so why not push him a bit harder, she knew his triggers due to years of open discussions about sex. They could handle a hook up and none of them was "busy" relationship wise.

"You are still to explain to me why in the earth you decide to come in a flowy skirt to a match full of machos high on testosterone."
"Easy access, off course! You never know... I see a couple of cute guys around... and girls."

She winked at Charlie and he measured exactly how much skirt there was covering her big butt. Izzy was a full on woman and he would so get lost on those curves. She didn't even realize that her size could never hide the sexy mind and sensuality that made her one of a kind.

"You are one wind-blow away from showing of your thong in here with that skirt."

She looked him in the eye and gave him her best naughty smile before leaning in close enough to smell his yummy perfum and whisper in his ear.

"That is not a problem, you see. I am not wearing any, let me show you..."

He stood very still for a moment before composing himself and uttering in a hard voice.

"Don't say that again or I'll rip off that skirt of yours."

She laughed and held her hand out to him.

"Come with me, I think I saw a hiding place over there."
"I know this place like the back of my hand, there are no hiding places, just places less in sight..."
"Is that a problem? I swear I don't bite."

He shook his head and followed her. She guided him to an access tunel, except for a few people going to the bathroom no one was coming that way. She pressed him against the wall and started to give light kisses on his check while pressing her breasts against his chest.

"What are you doing Izzy, are you sure of what you are starting here?"

She carried on with the light kisses while saying the honest words that she always seemed to be able to speak, no matter how hard they were to say.

"I've always... imagined... how it would... be... to taste you. Today... I'm finding out..."

She ran her tongue teasingly between her lips on his neck, making him shiver and finally place his arms around her waist.
They kiss each other's faces teasingly, taking turns, teasing the skin with parted lips and the tips of their tongues, taking their time with a silly child like game. She stops and stares into his big brown eyes and leans in to reach for more. She kisses him for the first time and tastes his mouth in hers and lets out a small pleasure sound as their tongues begin to dance in synch.
His hands slide over her ass, feeling how it fills his hands and she presses herself more against him, holding his face between her hands. She caresses his neck and allows her hands to wonder to his hair, while their lips merge without coming out for air, drowning in each other hungrily.

His hands wander from her ass to her thighs and hesitate before wandering any further under her skirt. She parts their kisses to look him in the eye and guide one of his hands to explore between her thighs. At the feel of his fingers in her shaved bare labia, she gasps for air and smiles nervously.

"See... no panties today."

The moist already growing on her sweet spot goes into his fingers as he starts playing with her, very gently. He smiles his cocky grin and brings up his fingers to taste, before guiding them back to where they came from and giving her a taste of herself from his lips.

"Izzy... we really should consider another location. I am two seconds away from ripping off the rest of your clothes..."

She heard the ringing sound getting louder and louder. She tried to stretch her arm to capture the demonic device that was pushing her away from the most awesome dream she had in months.
Grumpily she sat on the bed and silenced the alarm.

"Damn it Izzy... What the hell was that dream about? But damn..."

A sound of a text rings on her phone, she grabs it and read it on the screen.

Charlie: You're late. Do I need to join you or are you getting your sexy ass over here?

Longings and Loathings - Chapter 12

She felt herself hit the ground hard, she tried to stand but she was quickly overpowered by her attackers.
She felt the moment her skirt was violently ripped apart and the weight over her sore legs.
Her knees burned from the injuries caused by the several falls from her attempts of escape. Sweat prickled all over her skin and glued her thin shirt to her body.
She felt the burning tears escape from her eyes but held any sound possible, any sign of her pain only made them laugh harder, hit her body harder and be even more exquisite on the tortures they decided to inflict.

Her panties followed the skirt, making her groan from its ripping. She prepared herself to become numb, to hide somehow inside her own mind and be absent from what she knew was sure to follow.
She heard them argue about who would be the first and waited.

One of them pushed two fingers inside her vagina and said something that caused the other to laugh, but she no longer heard the words, she was slowly evading, going to a place where no one could hurt her but then she felt the grip on her long hair and sting of pain it caused, making her unable to hold a sound of pain to escape her throat.

It was their go sign...

They repositioned themselves and while one stood over her preparing to enter her from behind, the other moved to stand in front of her. The smell of dirty cock and urine caused her to gag provoking only more enjoyment to her attackers.

"Eat it bitch. If you bite it, I'll kill you."

She opened her mouth and tried to hold the gagging effect the smell provoked her while he shoved his cock down her throat. She barely moved, simply held her mouth open and tried to control her breathing. He thrusted and thrusted while tears kept running down her face.
The other attacker didn't take long to want his share and forced himself inside her ass with a violence she was sure something must have ripped inside of her.

All she felt now was pain, shame and hate.

It was the hate that kept her awake, that kept her enduring the violation of her body and the small hope and desire of revenge if it was ever in her reach in the future, if she survived, if she was still able to pick out the pieces of her that were being torn, if she ever was able to become herself once again.

Longings and Loathings - Chapter 10

They were both hungry for something...
The single brush of skin on skin caused lust to arise within their eyes.
There was the unspoken promise of sharing dark secrets and hidden desires that made them both burn and tease each other.
A simple game of hunter and prey where there was no defined part.
They both gave in to make their hungers match and be sated.

They drank from each others bodies with their lavished tongues, they bit on their flesh imprinting their marks on the soft sweaty flesh and it was good.
The mix of sweat, blood and sex creating the most devilish and intoxicating perfume for their heightened senses.
Hands sliding along the damp skin, lips producing sighs and moans of pleasure, flesh against flesh in a daunting dance.
She took control and moved her body to cover his, sliding her lace underwear to the side to allow him entrance into her warm and wet core. She guided him in and slid herself down his full member before starting a slow rocking motion, teasing him more and more as pressed her inner muscles to engulf him even further, tightening herself around him.
His hands travelled her body choosing to lay on her voluptuous breasts, cupping them. The roughness of their touch making her nipples sensitive to the point of pain and exploding in sensation as he pinched them hard enough to make her cry out.
The slow place of her movements replaced by a frenzied ride to ecstasy almost too much for her to hold on to sanity.
He bent forward and where his fingers tortured before now laid his teeth, nibbling and sucking as if he could consume her and devour her whole.
Her hold on control torn to pieces as her ragged breaths and moans filled the four walls in which they stood. She claimed her pleasure selfishly and exploded of pleasure. The contraction of her inner muscles almost bringing him to his release but he wasn't done with her yet.
He placed his hands around her face and kissed her passionately, taunting her with the tip of his tongue before biting her lower lip causing yet another groan to escape from her throat.
He stared into her eyes and her flushed skin before grabbing her by the waist and turning her on her back.
He ran his hands up and down the soft skin of her back, digging his nails into her ass while he positioned himself behind her. Her juices running down her thighs, so slick that he entered her easily in one thrust and stopped there, feeling her tighten around him once again eager for more.
It didn't take long for her to start moving her hips against him but he wouldn't allow it. He firmly placed his hands on her hips holding her in place while she whimpered to feel him move, to feel him fuck her and make her surrender to him.
And then he began his thrusts, quick, hard and deep, he would take his pleasure of her like he enjoyed it the most. He penetrated her to the beat of an insane symphony while she grunted more and more, the intensity and the feelings building up in each move of his hip.
She lost herself in sensation once again and screamed of delight as his palm spanked her ass without mercy of warning. His hand so heavy that she almost lost her balance and fell against the soft pillow.
He stroke her with his hand over and over again until there was no more holding back and he came inside of her with a grunt while his nails pierced the flesh of her hips.

Then he collapsed on top of her still inside and started to kiss and nibble on her shoulders until they both surrendered to the exhaustion of their satiated bodies.
It wasn't love, it was raw and pure desire but on that moment there was no world, just them and lust.