Take me away (Closed)

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian sat in the living room area holding his glass of wine. He took a sip before placing it on the table and reached for the remote control. Moments later the room filled with the sound of mellow music as he laid back in the sofa, his mind racing about the events of the last hour or so.

He wasn't sure what to think, or what to do. He had wanked over her bum cheeks, her lower back and had kissed her.

He was attracted to her, and he sensed that Gwen was attracted to him, from her flirty actions, including touching him earlier.

Only time will tell.

His senses were bought back to reality as he heard her enter the room. He opened his eyes as he turned his head towards her. and looked at her.

"Evening Gwen, and thanks for a lovely supper."

 

[marine_biochild]

She heard the soft lilt of music which told her he was in the living room. She walked as if she were being serenaded by a siren. Stopping in the door she watched him, leaning against the doorframe before he spotter her. With a nod she spoke a timid your welcome before taking a seat on the floor in front of the couch. Resting her back against the material before letting her head fall back to rest against his side and stomach. Her eyes closed to listen to the music before speaking.

"I always liked this song " her voice was a rasp of a whisper and carefully she reached up taking hold of his wrist only to pull his arm draping it across her shoulders and against her neck. She didn't move as she rested her hand on his arm.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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He sat, o r rather partly say,partly laid back into the sofa, listening to a Spotify playlist, playing various rock ballads . Music ranged from Guns and Roses, through Bon Jovi to Queen. But as she sat down on the floor in-front of him, he was listening to "Don't Stop Believin" by Journey.

She leant back into the sofa between his thighs, as she looked forward towards the flat-screen TV,

"I always liked this song " she commented as she reached behind her and took his hand, and placed his arm across the front of her neck over her shoulders, and above her breasts, resting her head on his forearm.

He just sat there, listening to the lyrics, until the track ended. Then he just leant forward nd kissed the back of her head before leaning back into the sofa.

 

[marine_biochild]

Her cheeks turned a soft pink when he kissed her hair and for a moment she wondered why. Why was this such an odd thing? Two grown adults.... Alone.. In a snow storm. Subtract the fact she was being held against her will it was very normal. Turning her head she looked at got sideways. He was a good looking guy, large enough to do... Well anything he wanted to her. Images and feelings swept over her of the kitchen table, her fingers grasping tightly at hits cold surface the corners biting into her fingers. She shivered. It had repulsed her when it happened, shocked her and scared her to but now. Now it made her stomach flip for a different reason.

"You like being in control. " The words were out again before she could think them through. She had opened the box might as well pour it out." That's why you do this.... Isn't it. To control, to dominate. " she shifted but didn't move away. Her head tilted as she looked at him." That's why... In the kitchen. " her center seemed to squeeze at just the mention.

" So what do you do when you aren't in control? " she asked leaning a little closer." When you don't have a say.... And you can't be dominant. What do you do? " she leaned forward slowly her lips just out of reach.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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"That's why you do this.... Isn't it. To control, to dominate. "

He paused as she looked at him, her head turned almost 180 degrees...

"I have never thought about it like that but yes, quite possible...."

He paused before continuing..

"But what happened in the kitchen... I did it because you have been flirting with me, being a prick tease.. And i wanted to let you know that my prick was indeed hard over you....."

He watched her as she pondered his answer and asked another question...

" So what do you do when you aren't in control? " she asked leaning a little closer." When you don't have a say.... And you can't be dominant. What do you do? "


"I am a switch.... " he offered... "I like to be in control sexually but some times ilike the gal, the woman to take the lead....."


He looked at her intently, imagining her undressing there in the living room and mounting his boner.... there on the sofa....

 

[marine_biochild]

Slowly she turned, sitting parallel with the couch as she stared up at him. "A switch? I didn't know you could... I thought you were either one or the other." She spoke, revealing more about her sexually life then intended. She had never been a dominant person and she has never had a relationship where the rolls were used. It was always the same. Sex in missionary, and on a wild day maybe on her hands and knees. Always in the bedroom, lights off deep tongue kisses but never to far. Alway just enough.

Biting her lip she looked down for a minute thinking long and hard about what she was going to do. Finally after a few moments of thought she stood, turning and carefully moving into the sofa her eyes on his before slowly making her way into his lap. Straddling him she leaned down her arms wrapping around his neck loosely as she brushed her lips against his. "Show me?" she breathed and then her lips were pressed against his, a timidness in her touch.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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He watched her climb onto his lap, inpart of how he was wanting her to. She didnt undress, but she was now making a move, making a sexual advance towards him.

He smiled.

"A switch? I didn't know you could... I thought you were either one or the other."

He looked at her as she now sat in his lap, her top exposing her bare shoulder as it hung of her shoulder, inviting him to kiss her.

He did, leaning forward kissing her exposed shoulder, nibbling with his teeth.

"For some that is true... they are either assertive, or even dominant, or pure submissive... But i am neither a Dom or a sub... But I am a switch. Some time sI like to be in control, other times I like my lover to take the lead....."


He leant back into the sofa, his cock growing harder by the second as she straddled his lap, facing him..

"Show me?"

"Show you what sexy?" he replied, his hand son her sides lightly caressing under the hem of her top on her bare flesh.

 

[marine_biochild]

Blushing she could feel his arm fingers brushing her soft skin and for a moment she wondered what she was doing. Pushing the thought away she leaned down kissing his neck before moving up to his ear. "Show me what it's like to not be in control." She whispered.

With a small nip of his bottom lip her fingers ran along his chest, tugging lightly at his shirt.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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He looked up at her as she softly kissed his face tenderly, her finger tips raking his flesh, causing him to gulp. His cock was responding to her close proximity as he inhaled her scent, some citrus shower gel that he supplied.

"Show me what it's like to not be in control."

As she finished speaking, she nipped his lower lip whilst she ran her fingers across his chest, tugging at his shirt.

"I already did Gwen... And you became moody.... " he met her eyes and smiled as he winked mischievously..

"But better be careful what youwish for trouble...@

 

[marine_biochild]

Her body stilled and for a moment she didn't know what to say and then he winked. A small smile touched her lips. Sliding off of his lap she stretched, her hips shifting with a slow movement that seemed very deliberate.

Moving over to the radio she turned the music up as Black Magic Woman began to play. A smirk turned the corner of her mouth and her hips began to move again but his time in a slow sway she began to dance. It was a provocative dance that had her licking her lips. Running her fingers up her sides and then through her hair before lifting them above her head for a moment. Her body swayed and turned her eyes seductive when she finally turned her gaze to him.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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Adrian was already hard as he watched Gwen ponder before she stood up, to the change in the track on the stereo system; and turned up the volume slightly.

Then she started to dance in time with the music, swaying her hips to the beat; as she danced in a rather provocative manner. His mind was still repeating her command it seemed.

"Show me what it's like to not be in control."

As the track finished, his cock was even more aroused. Calm and collected, he stood up and walked the couple of paces to where she was standing, her breasts rising and falling with her deep breaths.

He quickly grabbed her wrists, and moments later had her backed upto a wall, her arms pinned above her head with his stronger right hand.

Then his lips moved closed to her ear as he whispered coarsely.

"So you want me to use you as the trapped useless girl that you are Gwen?" As he finished speaking, his free hand cupped her mound over her leggings as he started to kiss, nibble her ear and neck.

 

[marine_biochild]

Gwen was staring back at him, her curious eyes watching his every move. She could feel the anticipation growing in her, feel the need pooling at her center and for a moment she wondered if she had read him wrong. If he hadn't truly been interested as she thought but then.... as if he had been reading her mind he grabbed her. Pressing her back into the cold wall she gasped. His strong hands against her wrists and his free hand cupping her warm mound.

His lips brushed her ear causing goosebumps to travel along her bare skin. His words made her moan but she bit back the sound not wanting him to know how he was getting to her. Her life, always vanilla seemed so far away at that moment.


"So you want me to use you as the trapped useless girl that you are Gwen?"

She nodded her gaze catching his for the briefest of moments. Finally finding her voice she smiled. "Show me... what I've been missing." She leaned her head up, her lips brushing his as she strained to kiss him.

 

[CFMB_fan]

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As Gwen tried to kiss him, he pulled away, fumbling with his belt, the zip of his trousers. He was hasty, and kept making little mistakes, but he was soon standing there with his shorts around his ankles, his cock exposed.

He returned his hand to her leggings, using his other hand to restrain her wrists, as he tugged at the waist band of her leggings and underwear, but soon she too was bottomless, his moist cock pressing into her abdomen.

Their eyes met, as he grinned. He released her wrists and picked up her right thigh, as he grabbed his hardness and ran it along her slit, feeling her warmth, her wet arousal.

Slowly he paced it at her entrance, before with a sudden thrust, he impaled her on his cock.