Louisa Neil (14 page)

“Martin, I need…”

“What do you need, Diana? Tell me so I can fulfill your need.”

“I want you to fuck me with your cock, my pussy and ass. But first…”

She dropped to her knees before him and realized she had to lean up to reach his cock. It was awkward at first as she took the first licks of his cock, cleaning the droplets of pre-cum and savoring his taste. She managed to get her lips around his cockhead using her tongue to fuck his slit. He surged against her tongue and released more of his cum.

Diana didn’t know how long they stayed that way, her monster still stroking his huge cock while she struggled to surround its head. She nipped at his skin, and he groaned. When she used more pressure, she was able to get a bit of his length deeper in her mouth. The longer she sucked him, the more she relaxed into the act and began to actually swallow more of his length. The monster started to rock on his heels, and she grabbed his hips to hold him to her. His motions were making her job easier. In reality, he was fucking her mouth in small increments.

Diana knew she’d finally managed to swallow about a third of his length, but that wasn’t enough. She wanted him completely. She let all thoughts leave her mind, and the only thing that mattered was his cock and how much of it she would swallow. She wasn’t ready for him to reach down and slide his hands under her arms, lifting her up to him.

“That’s enough. You’ll be sore,” he told her.

“I don’t care. Let me go back and suck you off.”

“Later. I want something first.” He lifted her higher and latched on to her nipple. She groaned her approval and wrapped her arms around his head. Then he changed sides, suckling her other nipple and ultimately her entire breast. She remembered the last time he’d done this and the slight mark around the base of her breast. Diana pushed her body tighter to his lips, and he swallowed more.

“Oh God, that’s wonderful. You’ll make me come, Martin.”

“That was my goal.” He switched to her other breast. “But you want more,” he said, going back to her other side.

“Yes, come inside me. Come in my body.”

“Diana, I’ll tear you. You’re too small.”

“You said I couldn’t get your cock in my mouth, and I managed. If you let me, I’ll show you how much more of you I can swallow.”

“Another time.” He slid his hands down to her waist and hoisted her higher. “Wrap your legs around my shoulders,” he told her, and she did. His strength amazed her, but she trusted him. He held her body to his lips with ease. His large hands held her buttocks so her pussy was at his mouth. At first, he just kissed her clit and licked her pussy. “You’re wet,” he mumbled.

Diana glanced to the wall and saw their reflection. Her body tightened around his head as she watched their muted movements. “From sucking your cock, from you sucking my breasts. Damn you, lick me and suck me. Make me come with your tongue and lips.” She leaned her weight forward, knowing she was completely at his mercy the way he held her suspended to his lips. Then it happened. His tongue separated her pussy lips, and he thrust the tip of it between them. “Yes, that’s better. Fuck me with your tongue.”

He had no words, only continued to thrust his tongue between her lips, deeper and deeper with each push. Soon, he was licking her deeper than any man ever had.

“Fuck me with your tongue,” she told him and tightened her legs around his head.

He complied without changing his rhythm, using his lips to cover her whole area, his tongue thrusting in and out of her pussy as a cock would.

“That’s it, Martin, don’t stop. You’ll make me come.”

The last of her words died out as her body shook with her first climax. He didn’t stop. Using his tongue as a cock, he pushed in her pussy and slipped back. When he pulled back, she groaned her disappointment.

“Don’t stop,” she said, but glancing down, she saw he was licking his lips.

“You taste sweet,” he told her and went back to her clit, teasing it with his lips and the tip of his tongue until he began to fuck her with it again. Diana relaxed into the act, trusting him to hold her. When he lifted her higher, he was able to lick her from pussy to anus.

“Oh God, that’s even better,” she groaned, trying to hold her weight a bit so he could reach her better. It didn’t matter. Her monster knew what he was doing to her. She accepted he was a monster, for no man could hold her like this, but his actions were purely human. His want to please her made her smile.

He thrust his tongue in her pussy and then licked her front to back. She wanted to tell him to go further but waited to see what he’d do. In his own time, he eventually started to push the tip of his tongue into her anus. In and out, deeper and deeper, until her body reached its point of no return. She turned her head and watched their shadows on the stone wall, watched how he held her high to his mouth, how her legs wrapped around his head. In that instant, his tongue penetrated her anus farther, and she came, her body shaking and pinpoints of colored light reflecting against her eyelids.

“I’m so wet, Martin. Put your cock in me,” she pleaded.

“Diana,” he said, watching her intently. While still standing, he slowly let her weight slip downward. She let her legs lower and catch around his upper arms, her weight supported in the crook of his elbows. He held her just above his cock, the head teasing at her pussy.

“Do it, Monster. Fuck me with your cock.” It was a statement of need.

He held her still, hovering over his cockhead. Diana did what she needed to and shifted until her weight dropped onto him. She stilled when his cock entered her pussy, just the head until she got used to the size of him.

“That’s it. Now fuck me completely.” Diana knew she was pushing her limits. Even with her two orgasms and her aroused state, she knew he was large. But she didn’t care. The only thing that mattered was feeling him completely inside her body. She squirmed over him, taking his length in small increments inside her. Each inch stretched her wide, wider than she’d ever known before. “That’s it, stretch me wide so you can fuck me, so you can plunge your cock all the way inside me.”

“Diana, you’ll hurt,” he told her, but the grin on his lips made her believe he no longer cared if she was sore. Now she knew it was the completion of the act they both wanted.

“Hurt me, Monster. Fuck me so no other man will make me come again. Make me need your cock only. Then you’ll never leave my dreams.”

“Remember, this is your request,” he told her and for the first time, touched his mouth to hers. She took one long last look at him before letting her eyes close and just feel. She no longer saw him as a monster and didn’t care about his horns. She just wanted him to use her body, to make her complete with his cock, hands, and mouth.

She could taste her own juices on his lips and tongue, and it drove her to drop more of her weight onto his cock. Diana reveled in each inch her body swallowed, feeling the stretch of her pussy around his cock.

“That’s amazing. I want more, need more.”

“Diana,” he warned her, but she didn’t heed his words.

She forced her weight downward until she had almost two-thirds of his cock in her body. He held her there, not letting her push any further.

“That’s enough for now,” he told her, taking her mouth to his and using his tongue against hers. With tiny motions, he lifted and released her onto his length. Each time she slid down a bit farther.

Finally, with one push, her pussy took his whole length. She cried out with her orgasm, blinded by the pain for only a moment—as if she’d been a virgin until his length invaded her—before the warmth spread through her. Diana shifted from side to side, using his body to screw herself. He groaned, and his fingers bit into her buttocks. She didn’t care. Lifting slightly, she reached her hand behind his head and pulled him to her breast. As soon as he sucked it between his lips, she came again and felt his body jerk inside her.

“Oh, Martin, thank you,” she whimpered.

Then everything went dark.

* * * *

Diana woke in her bed and knew exactly where she was and what she had dreamed. She lay in the darkness and let her hands glide along her body. Her breasts were tender, and her nipples still hard. Her whole body felt as if it was tensing and relaxing, as if she was trying to pull his cock back inside her. With one hand, she held her nipple while the other drifted downward. Her clit felt bigger than it ever had before, and when she let her finger dip between her lips, it came out wet with his cum. She brought it to her lips and instantly knew his taste.

Not able to wait longer, she flipped on the bedside light and stood. Her legs were shaky at first, and every muscle in her body ached. With a few awkward steps, she stood before the full-length mirror. The smile on her lips reminded her it had been more than a dream. She still had no idea how this was happening, and at the moment, didn’t care. Maybe she’d never know how a dream could come in her. But as she stood and appraised her body, his cum began to drip from her pussy.

Inspecting her breasts, she saw the faint circles at her chest line where her monster had sucked her whole tit into his mouth. Scanning lower, she saw her clit actually was engorged, larger than she’d ever seen it, even after a good round of sex. Her pussy lips were wet, and his cum was dripping from them down her thighs. Again, she used her finger to bring some to her lips and savored the taste.

Turning from side to side, she saw the imprints of his large fingers on her buttocks where he’d held her to him. They’d be bruises tomorrow, and she didn’t care. The longer she stood looking at herself, the more of his cum eased from her body. Diana didn’t know how long she stood there examining herself in the mirror. With each glance, she saw something new and reveled in delight that her dream lover had actually fucked her pussy. She remembered his tongue fucking her anus.

Gathering some of his cum on her fingers, she reached back and inserted them in her ass. Doing it a second time, she was wet enough to fuck her own ass with two fingers. Then she dropped her other hand to her clit. With the simple touch of her fingers, she came and continued to glide her fingers in and out of her ass. When she climaxed from that alone, she knew she was exhausted and done for the night. Even if she wanted to experience more, her body was beyond use. Diana crawled back under the covers, refusing to wash away his cum. In the morning it would be the one detail that would let her know it hadn’t been completely a dream.

One part of her brain wanted desperately to sleep. The other part was still confused how a dream could leave tangible proof on her body. She was afraid if she questioned it too much, she would break the spell and never dream of him again.

She also accepted that she’d never masturbated like this before. It was becoming her routine to wake and run to the mirror and inspect herself. If not for Martin’s cum, she’d rationalize her juices were from her sexy dream and fingering herself. Maybe I’m still in the dream, she wondered. Maybe this is all one dream, and when I wake up, Walter will still own the paper. Dane and Sloan would have been figments of her imagination, too. When it all began to circle in her mind, she forced herself to count back from one hundred, focusing on the numbers until sleep took her.

She woke Saturday morning with no question in her mind that her dream Minotaur had fucked her body. His dried cum on her thighs and legs was her reinforcement. She took time to stretch her muscles before trying to bolt from the bed. When she was ready, she stood before the mirror and saw the lasting effects. The red marks around her breasts had lightened. There was only a hint of them left. Turning to the side, she saw his fingerprints had turned to light purple marks on her butt cheeks that were hardly visible. Mainly, her clit was still full and her pussy slightly sore.

Grabbing her robe, she made it to the kitchen and waited for the coffee to drip. She sat gently on the kitchen chair and realized she wasn’t as sore as she’d assumed or as Martin had led her to believe. After coffee, she forced herself to the living room floor and went through her yoga routine, slowly stretching her body until the aches faded. Finally, she stood under the hot water in her shower. It was with full regret that she washed away the last of his cum.

The rest of the afternoon, she dozed on the sofa, not dreaming, just taking the pleasure of sleep. By four that afternoon, her stomach was rumbling and cranky for food. She pulled out a jar of peanut butter and slathered it on soft white bread. With a groan, she remembered she had to go to Sloan and Dane’s housewarming party.

Drawing a bath, she allowed herself half an hour to soak before drying and styling her hair. Tonight, she left it down instead of in its tight braid. It fluffed around her shoulders in soft waves. She applied a light coat of mascara and used only a bit of powder to give her cheeks a matte finish. While she would have preferred to stay home and relive her dream or possibly go back for seconds, she had no choice.

The dress felt soft against her skin as she pulled it on. She’d considered wearing a bra but decided not to, not caring if anyone noticed. As she turned to look at her reflection, the panties she’d pulled on chafed at her. Without a second thought, she tugged them off and slipped on her shoes. The added height added to her overall allure. This was definitely not the employee everyone at work was used to seeing. In a blinding flash, she knew she’d never go back to that bland woman who hid in the basement. She’d worry about that on Monday. For now, all she had to do was get through tonight, and she’d be able to come home and back to her dream lover. It gave her a slight thrill to know she was naked under the dress, that with every move she made, the material hugged her curves. She’d gone this far with her appearance tonight. She wouldn’t second-guess herself again. Tonight, she’d be the Diana that her monster would be proud of. Even a passing thought of him made her pussy pulse.