The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (23 page)

‘Just relax and
enjoy it,’ Julie kissed him on the side of the face. She could feel Damien
release a long breath from his mouth and felt the tension evaporate from the
tense muscles on his back.

She had done it.

Stage one was to
seduce Damien.

Julie needed him
to drop his guard and forget about everything for one brief moment in time. Of
course she hadn’t planned for herself to get so wet, from getting him off, but
there was something about having complete and utter control over a man that lit
the fires of lust within her soul. She had to force herself to take a long slow
breath, in through her nose, and then hold it for a good few seconds. She was
here to do a job. Now was not the time to lose her mind and fuck this shy young
man until his dick no longer worked. Julie released the breath she had been
holding. Self-control was not her strong point, especially when it came to hot
dirty public sex, but for stage one of the master plan to be successful she
needed to get what she came for and escape before he realised what had
happened.

‘Oh god,’ she
could hear Damien sigh beneath his breath.

Julie didn’t
know if she should laugh or feel pity.

They had only
been at it about a minute and already he was struggling to hold it in. She had
not taken into account this man’s lack of sexual encounters. It put a bit of a
time limit into what she had to do.

‘Are you close?’
she let out an erotic moan like some kind of sex line worker. He nodded his
head frantically in reply. ‘Is that big fat dick going to cum for me?’ Damien
turned his ocean blue eyes back towards her. A mixture of pleasure and pain
were swirling like water colours behind the windows of his soul. This was it.
The moment in time that Damien’s full and undivided attention was locked onto
her.

‘Don’t fight it.
Do it for me.’

His mouth hung
open, as his face screwed up like some kind of bad drawing. He gave out the
least manly groan she had ever had the misfortune to hear. It wasn’t like some
kind of wild beast, but a dog walking clumsily into a door.

His cock
erupted.

Julie slipped
her hand into his left pants pockets.

She could feel
the plastic card and quickly plucked it like some kind of professional pick
pocket. She leaned her head forward and pressed her soft black lips against
his, whilst her hand furiously danced up and down the full length of his dick.
Secondary eruptions leapt forth from his cock, as she slipped the plastic card
down her top and out of sight.

Damien was none
the wiser.

‘Oh fuck, oh
fuck, oh fuck.’ He seemed to chant the words, as she continued to torment his
cock with her hand. It was clear to see that he could take no more, but Julie
was having far too much fun to stop now. Men always acted big and tough around
her. They would look at her with eyes full of lust; and they would say things
that would cause their own mothers to have heart attacks, and they would always
act a certain cocky way with their friends, or around other guys, their
behaviour made her want to be sick. Men thought they ruled the world, but not
when Julie had them.

She made them
realise who was really in charge.

She took them to
the point where they could go no further and then kept going. There was no
greater sense of power than watching a grown man go weak at the knees from
fucking him, or sucking him, or in this case jerking him off. She wanted to
hear the words that got her so hot.

‘Please, please
stop. I can’t take anymore.’

Julie would have
loved nothing more than to get on her knees and start sucking him off. The
pleasure he would have received would have been bordering on pain, but it is
not so easy to do when their hands are free, which is why she preferred her men
to be tied up nice and tight.

Damien dropped
his hands onto hers.

With a tinge of
disappointment Julie let go of his dick.

‘Fuck,’ panted
Damien. He pressed his hands against the wall in front of him to steady
himself. The overwhelming sensation roaring like a wild fire between his legs
was not going to be disappearing any time soon. ‘I can’t believe we did that,’
he laughed to himself. ‘No one will ever believe this happened to me. I can’t
believe it happened to me. Can I see you again?’ His words hung in the air for
a moment. No reply came. Damien turned to face Julie, only to find that he was
all alone in men’s toilets. ‘Hello?’

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