Black Stiletto Diaries

*Note: For all my readers and faithful reviewers the next entries are from the many requests I’ve received. Thank you all for reading and boosting my tiny ego.

Dear Diary,

For a long time I’ve fantasized about this guy for so long. I’ve wanted him to reign over me, claim me, and dominate me. I want to feel his very sexy delicious body on top of mine. His moves are so deliberate. Rehearsed even in battle, but I bet in bed he’s smooth yet unhurried, just a little rough…I’m hoping. He plays the choirboy routine but I know, I just know he’s an animal in bed.

I dreamed of us together. Playful games of catch me if you can in the woods. I’d test his endurance his instincts, his will to want me. I want him to take me down in the most brutish, bestial way possible. Tease and taunt him with my damsel in distress routine only to get away from his clutches making his animal grow more. I want the beast to come out so bad. Faster his feet pound the floor, snapping twigs crunching fallen leaves between his toes as he draws closer. The look in his eyes turns from play to hunger. The glow of his eyes burning with desire as I become needed prey. He wants me, needs me, his heart races as it pounds in my ears and my own heart pounds in his our blood pumps filling our bodies with hot libidinous lust.

He reaches me, I yelp in fright keeping the moment pretending to be scared when in fact he sniffs my arousal. He pins my tiny body against the ground, I feel every inch of him slowly crawl up my body from the rough hairs on his face to the smooth hairs of his strong legs. The hardness twitching along my leg, his cock rock hard and dripping precum rests on my ass. His long rough and oh so wet tongue runs trails of hot saliva on my neck, up and down my back grazing the slit of my ass, it soon burrows between the soft curves of my cheeks to my puckered tight hole. It feels so good licking the outside before slipping inside teasing my walls. My body tingles his motions raising the heat simmering in the wet sticky pool of cum in my waiting pussy. His tongue slides free of my asshole then his teeth begin nipping at me, biting my ass, then creeping up the curve of my back. They sink deeply into my shoulder, I moan into the night air wriggling my ass against his body trying to find what I’ve so longed for. His hands reach for my hips creeping down the inside of my thighs, spreading my legs wide cupping his huge arms under them. My body tenses as I feel him pull back rushing the cool night air between our horny bodies. My eyes close fighting back the tears as he slams his thick cock into my dripping tight cunt. My nails dig into the bark of the tree as my breath gasps meeting his forceful stroke. My pussy is filled to hilt thrusting fully inside my thirsty hole, it begging to be quenched by his untamed lust.

His hips guide him as he pummels with erratic motions, pounding into me owning every inch of me. His hot tongue licking the curves of my ears down to my neck tasting that sweet spot that makes my cunt grow wetter with each stirring lick. His body controls mine, belongs to him, every hard impact of our bodies against the ground crunching the leaves, shaking the roots at his feet. I scream out as he pulls out of me rubbing the ridges of his cock along my soaked lips and clit. My moans come in long drones loving how it feels against my clit raising the heat in my belly higher. His smooth head massages my clit making my body shiver wanting him inside me again. ‘Please…’ I whisper to him wanting more of his luscious torture. With no warning he slams fully into me spreading my tender walls still barely fitting him.

His growls sing in my ear as he rides my pussy rough and hard giving me no mercy, only my cries are my escape from his clutches. The slick wet noises of my pussy being fucked relentlessly sounds so good with his carnal grunts. My pussy eagerly clenches around him, his breath hisses with every squeeze as growls….’again…’ over and over driving him further to the brink. He moves faster holding me tighter scared as if I’m only a dream. Digging his hands deeper into my hips bouncing me up and down on his cock, every low moan matching his vigorous motions drilling into me. I hear him whisper my name tell me he longed for this, for me, this very moment. Even harder he moves inside me, my tiny frame engulfed in his fiery possession. I moan his name as I cum allowing all of me to be his. Moments, days, years seem to pass as he howls my name into the night’s moon. Our bodies collapse to the floor as he stays inside me letting the silky blanket warm over him. He says my name again rubbing my hair. I only smile as I catch my breath raising my ass to him letting him know I want more.

Fantasy…
‘Ohhh man I can’t believe it! Fury are you serious?!’ Bobby yelled.

Everyone looked shocked as they stared at Scott again. He too was amazed the fantasy was about him.

‘As long it was not Remy’s chere, he don’t care.’
‘Cajun…get over it,’ Logan says smacking him in the head.
‘Damn, and I thought maybe it was you again Hank and to think little Rhane had such desires and you two as wolves at that,’ said Bobby hitting Scott’s shoulder.

Scott sat there rolling his eyes behind his red lenses still upset that Jean had fantasies about other men, let alone his own baby brother; yet he relished in the fact that his brother’s love had fantasies about him.

‘May I continue or is this frat talk going to continue?’ asked Fury.
‘Oh don’t get yer pink frilly panties in a bunch Nick. Gimme that thing, I wanna read the next one…who knows maybe one o’ the girls think about you.’

Fury raised his eyebrow at Logan and switched the cigar in his mouth to the other side.

‘All right let’s see who’s next.'