A life long connection

A slight pang of nervousness tightened my chest as I pressed the doorbell and heard the familiar ding. I was actually following through on my plan, is this a good idea? I thought to myself. It was too late to back out now! I saw a shadow moving in the darkness behind the frosted glass of the front door. The door was unlocked and tentatively opened. She peered through the slight opening in the door with a look of trepidation in her beautiful green eyes. When she realised it was me she visibly relaxed, now knowing there was no danger from this unknown late night visitor. Her relaxed demeanour was brief, once the fear had passed and she had actually processed who it was. Her body stiffened, nose scrunched and lips slightly curled. A look of contempt now in her eyes.

“What do you want?” she spat angrily! This was it, this was the moment I had fantasized about for so long. I exaggerated my looking at her from bottom to top. Beginning with her cute little bare feet with dark purple painted toe nails, I shifted my gaze upward, past her smooth olive skinned calves, up to her bare chunky thighs, the memories of kissing, nibbling and biting the insides of them thighs while working my way up to that beautiful clean shaven pussy to taste every drop of her wetness made my mouth water and my cock stiffen. Higher up beneath her body-hugging black shorts I knew that tight pussy was hiding. More memories, primal sounds of satisfaction escaping her mouth and her eyes rolling in her head as I powerfully slam my cock into that soaking wet pussy. I couldn’t see from my angle but I knew around the back she had a big thick butt that I had always loved to slap hard and make her yelp while my cock slid deep inside her from behind. I continued the journey up her body with my gaze and down memory lane. She wore an oversized t-shirt that was not very revealing. I could tell she wore no bra beneath it, her nipples were visibly hard through the thin fabric, caused by the cool night air drifting in through the open door. Her tits were amazing, I don’t know what size but they were the biggest I had ever seen in person. Even when we were teenagers before we had finished growing her tits were bigger than any woman I have been with. She had big sensitive dark brown nipples that I could and have spent hours sucking on and playing with.

I couldn’t see it right now because of the scowl on her face but I knew from many years of experience that she had delicate tender lips that could just wash all my troubles away with a loving kiss. Despite all the dirty, degrading smut we had shared, tender loving kisses remained a pure connection that we both relished. Lastly my gaze settled on her beautiful bright green eyes that had always looked at me with deep passion and longing. She wouldn’t be considered attractive in a conventional sense, but to me. She was perfect.

After my exaggerated gazing up her body, I finally answered her question. “I want to fuck you” .

For the briefest of instances I saw a flash of burning lust in her eyes. As if she had been waiting years to hear me say them words. Then immediately anger! “FUCK OFF” she blurted as she stepped back to slam the door in my face. I anticipated the move, my hand went up to brace the door and I stepped a foot over the threshold into her porch. I pushed the door open, easily over powering her and stepped my other foot inside.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she snapped. I stepped to close the distance between us as she stepped back to increase it, but in the small porch of her house she only had one step backwards before she was pressed between the back wall and me! As I closed the gap I reached out and wrapped my fingers around her throat! She let out an exasperated choking sound!

This was not an act of violence on my part, I would never maliciously hurt this girl. This was an act of domination, this was the way I knew was best to have her to submit to me, I had used it many times, and she always loved it. This time was slightly different, she was still resentful of me because of past events. It was going to take a little more insistence on her submission.

I knew this girl more deeply than anyone, I know her way of thinking she would need to pretend to herself that she didn’t want what was about to happen to her, to save face. She would put on a show of resisting, but now that I had voiced my intentions we both already knew that it was going to happen.

There was no gap left between us, her back pressed against the cold hard glass of the porches back window and my body pressed against her front. I deliberately pressed my hard cock into her to make sure she could feel my arousal. I tightened my grip on her throat as I leaned in to whisper into her ear. I could smell the sweet fruity smell of the shampoo from her recently washed hair, it was intoxicating.

“I told you, I’m going to fuck you” I whispered into her ear. I loosened my grip on her throat slightly to allow her to breathe and respond. “No. Stop.” She uttered pleadingly. Looking at me with defiance in her eyes. Her fingers franticly trying to pry mine from around her neck, to little effect. I knew she wasn’t truly asking for this to stop. She wasn’t hitting or scratching at me, she wasn’t trying to knee me in the balls. A truly unwilling participant in these games would be doing everything they could physically manage to make this stop! Her “No. Stop” begging and struggling motions were for her own benefit. She couldn’t admit even to herself that I could just turn up on her door step in the middle of the night after so long apart, demanding use of her body and she would just willingly give it to me. Even though deep down she knew it to be true. She was too stubborn and rebellious to just accept her place as my sub, but we both enjoyed playing the games.

“Stop struggling” I commanded, as I simultaneously tightened my fingers on her neck again and shook her to attention. The desperate movements of her fingers slowed but didn’t stop completely. I lifted my hand upwards forcing her onto her tip toes. Seeing her struggle to breathe I issued another command “put your hands by your sides” she reluctantly did so, knowing that compliance would grant her the privilege of breathing again. “Now listen. I AM going to fuck you” I told her, looking directly into her eyes as the fingers of my free hand traced the line of her pussy through the tight black shorts she wore.