Dark Stranger - Tonight, You Fly!

Nina turned around tentatively, unsure of her steps and unsure of what was coming.  Her breaths came in quick, short gasps as her chest moved quickly with each intake and out take. Her heart was racing, and she had that tingle deep in her core that foreshadowed a feeling of anticipation and arousal. She felt her juices quietly slip from her lips soaking the crotch of her lace thong and running down her inner thighs wetting her tight jeans.  She was afraid, but she trusted that no harm would come to her tonight. How can I trust him so completely? I don’t even know his name!

She could feel him step back and away from her.  She tilted her head to her right side listening for any telltale sound that would give his presence away, but she heard nothing, not even a slight rustle.  Her breaths came in quicker gasps.  Then she heard him, so close to her ear, but not close to her body. 

“Quiet and calm, Little One.  There is nothing to be afraid of. Tonight, you will learn complete trust of me. Tonight, you will learn to trust yourself.  Take a deep breath, Nina.”

As she complied with his wishes, she smelled a faint aroma of jasmine in the air.  Where did that come from? There’s no jasmine in the alley! She felt his arms around her as they embraced her and enfolded her in his strength.

“Lean into me, Nina.” As she leaned against his strong chest and into his arms, she felt her feet leave the ground.  She gasped and fought against him, but his strength had her powerless.  “Ssshh, Little One, my Nina! Quiet and calm, Little One! Tonight, you fly!”

She felt the air on her face blowing her hair gently as she weightlessly rose in the air with his strong arms around her.  She could feel his heartbeat and breath against her.  He gently kissed her face as they moved silently in the air, sighing his pleasure.  She could feel him hardening against her and could feel his raw desire pulsating through his pants.  She settled into his arms and allowed herself to be swept into his protective embrace, trusting him as she had trusted no other. As she did so, she fell asleep in his arms.  He tightened his grip around her so that she could feel safe and protected as she slept.  He knew that she would need all of her strength tonight, for tonight, she would discover herself as never before.

Awakening, she felt their descent and felt the ground beneath her feet.  He released his embrace and stepped back. Nina did not know where they were nor how far they had gone, but she missed the feeling of being so enveloped by him. 

“Sir, where are we?” she asked.

“Ah, Nina, we are where you will become my Queen!”

She took in his words, and felt her heart quicken. His Queen? What the hell?

She heard him open a door – it sounded large, at least in her ears, and creaked with an age that she could not imagine.  He placed his arm around her shoulders and led her through the door.

“I will release your bonds when I am ready.  Do you understand, Nina?”

Nina timidly and quietly answered, “Yes, Sir. But I do not know where we are and what is happening!”

He placed his fingers on her mouth, and said, “Sshh, not to worry, little one.  All you need to know you will discover tonight. Now quiet, and trust me. No harm will ever come to you with me.”

She felt his arms around her again and felt her feet leave the floor.  They gently glided upward landing on a soft carpeted surface. He opened another door, and led her through.  She could feel the warmth of a fireplace burning and smelled the scent of jasmine in the air once again.  She felt intoxicated and felt herself being drawn to something in the room and wanted to see what was there, but her bonds held her arms behind her and her blindfold allowed no visual images, not even shadows, to greet her eyes.

His arms left her and she felt him step away leaving her standing there.  Her breaths came quick and fast. Her heart was almost beating out of her chest.  Nina began feeling that primal fear that heightens the senses and wanted to run, but did not know how or where. She heard a rustling in the background and the sound of curtains being drawn – closed or open?

“Nina, are you ready to submit to what comes tonight?” Shit! What have I done? What have I gotten myself into? No one knows I’m here!

“Nina, answer me! There is nothing to fear here unless you wish to anger me.” Holy Shit! Ok, Nina, breathe! Calm! Answer him! “Yes, Sir.”

She heard him chuckle.  “Well, it wasn’t convincing, but I’ll go with it, Little One.”

She felt him come closer to her and gently pick her up as if she were a fine china doll.  Her breathing slowed.  Just the feel of him against her gave her courage and strength, and she knew, somehow, that he would not harm her.  She relaxed in his arms and breathed a sigh of submission.  “There, that’s better, Little One!”

He sat her on a soft bed and untied her arms bringing them in front of her and rubbing the circulation back into each one as he tenderly kissed her left shoulder moving to her left hand to the right hand and back up the right shoulder.  His warm breath against her skin brought shivers of desire.  She moaned softly as she felt her juices once again leak into her jeans. 

He placed his hand between her thighs and felt the wet material.  “We need to take care of those for you.”  He stood her up, and knelt in front of her as he unzipped her jeans and slowly lowered them, revealing her wet mound and the beauty of her curved thighs. He chuckled when he saw there was no gap. “Women these days – thinking that they need to be rail thin with no meat.”

He kissed each of her inner thighs just grazing her wet mound with his face.  As he helped her step out of her jeans, he held each foot in his hand removing her shoe first, then her jean leg. Placing each leg back on the floor, he gently kissed her, starting at her ankle using his tongue as an instrument of his desire.  Slowly moving up toward her wet thighs and licking her juices, softly sucking each drop into his mouth, he whispered, “Mmmm . . . I knew you would taste good.” 

Dark Stranger - Second Encounter

Nina leaves her house with only her keys and cell phone not knowing what to expect tonight.  He said to be there at 1:00 am sharp, and it is 10 minutes to 1:00.  The walk is only a few minutes to the alleyway where he always stands under the street lamp.  The night air is chilled with a slight breeze.  There is fog, but not enough to block what is in front of her, but enough to cast a surreal glow about the street.  She turns the corner and can see the street lamp just one block ahead.  He is already standing there, watching, waiting, taking command.

            She looks straight at his face and they lock eyes.  He lowers his head just slightly with a slight grin – not of amusement, but of approval.  Her heart races and she quickens her steps toward him realizing that her breath is already coming in pants and that her mouth is dry.  She licks her lips and glances down.

            “Don’t ever look down away from me, Nina!  Not unless I tell you to.  And walk to me slowly.  I want to take you in.”

            Immediately, Nina look up to his eyes, locking once more on the dark chocolate brown eyes that hide a burning fire within.  He moves away from the street lamp and turns toward her.

            As her steps slow, just as she was told, she watches him as he undresses her in his mind.  There is a raw, primal nature about him that reminds her of a big cat watching his prey.  She cannot look away even if she wanted – his stare is too strong and the energy he exudes draws her in too far.

            Tonight he is dressed only in dark denim jeans, no shirt, and the dark leather jacket opened showing his physique.  Nina feels the tightening in her lower belly and feels the juices leak from their home.  As she approaches him, his eyes soften not with love but with obvious appreciation and care.  Nina notices the softness around his eyes and breaks into a slow shy smile.  Why do I feel so shy?  God, his eyes are . . . 

            “Ah, Nina,” he whispers. “You are right on time. Good Girl!”

            Nina softly lowers her eyes as she stands before him.  He places his hands on either side of her face and raises her head to meet his.  He gently places his lips on hers with a soft feather kiss.  She moans softly as his lips push against hers, his tongue forcing its way through her lips.  Her mouth opens accepting his tongue into her own.  As his tongue flicks around hers, he brings her closer into his chest.  Nina feels her body being pulled into his, and she falls into his kiss. 

His hands move down her spine sending a shiver through her body that awakens her core.  She feels her sex tightening sending warm juices through her panties onto her jeans.  She moans a deep throaty growl as his left hand grasps her ass and his right hand holds onto her lower back pulling her tighter into him.  She feels the hardness of his erection as it grows against her. 

She moves her hips closer to show him she accepts him into her and is ready for tonight’s dance.  He pulls away gently moving his hands back to the sides of her face.  As he tilts her head once more toward him, he moans softly, “Nina, not now.  Not here.  I have other plans for you tonight. Do you trust me?”

Nina answers with a soft, “Yes.” He smiles and placing his hands on her shoulders, turns her around with her back facing him.  He gently takes her arms, places them behind her and ties her wrists with a black silk scarf.  Her arms behind her, he reaches around her cupping her breasts in both hands and gently kneads each. He moans and leans into her neck nibbling where it meets her shoulders.  She feels his warm breath on her neck and feel her nipples give away her mounting excitement. 

He abruptly moves his hands and she can feel him move away.  She begins to turn to see him, but he stops her.  “No!  Stay right where you are. Close your eyes.”  This she does without question.  Her heart is beating harder from anticipation of his next step.  Why aren’t I afraid?  He could be planning something horrible.  Instead, she sighs and waits.

She feels a soft silkiness wrap its way around her eyes and feels him tying it behind her head.  She cannot see, but can imagine where he is standing.  “Now, Nina, now, you can turn around.”

Dark Stranger - First Encounter - Part 7

He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head back exposing her throat to his lips and teeth while her mouth lay open in bliss and raw sexual ecstasy as he thrust his cock even harder and deeper.  Nina could not contain her orgasm and yelled her plead to him.  

            “Please, Sir!  Please!  Please let me come!” 

            “Do you want to cum now with me? Answer me now”

            “Yes, Sir!  Please let me cum with you!”

            “Cum for me, my love.  Cum with me, my love”

            Their orgasmic dance played out with him thrusting harder and deeper as she rode harder and faster on his cock slamming into her cervix each time causing pain but leading to pure pleasure.  He growled deep in a primal, animalistic growl, and Nina moaned with the abandon of a bitch in heat.  God, he knows right where to go. “Oh, God!  Ahhh!  Please, now!”

            As she reached her climax, she felt him move deeper and harder.  She heard him growl louder and felt the tighter grip in her hair and the tighter squeeze of her ass.  Soon, they both reached the pinnacle of no return as they both came in one conjoined orgasm.  She could feel his hot cum shoot deep inside her, and she felt herself accept his throbbing cock deep inside with the undulating muscles pulling him deeper.  They moved together as one as if they had always danced this dance.  Finally, the wave diminished and both collapsed against the wall in blissful exhaustion – he holding her carefully as she slid down the brick wall making sure that she was not hurt.  He held his hands on the back of her head gently and lovingly.  “You did well, my love.”  She leaned into him and rested her head on his chest feeling the rise and fall of his breaths and the beating of his heart. 

            The dark stranger bent slightly down and kissed her forehead. 

“Now, get dressed.  Go home.  Until next time.” 

He rose off the ground with grace and elegance.  He dressed casually as she watched with sadness in letting him go and not knowing when they would see each other again.  He looked down at her and touched the top of her head.  She went into a kneeling position and once again looked at him showing her submission to him.  He bent down, kissed her forehead once more, smiled, and turned to leave.  “Tomorrow night, you’ll be here at 1:00 am sharp, Nina.  And not a minute after.”  How does he know my name?  Have we met before?

            “Now, hurry and get dressed before someone sees you.  I don’t share with others very well.”  He turned and walked away whistling a Lacrimosa from Mozart's Requiem.  Nina recognized the piece because she had studied and played Mozart when she was in college.  It was her favorite of Mozart’s even though it was dark and foreboding.  How did he know that?

            Nina quickly dressed shivering not only from the cool early morning air, but from the ethereal and inexplicable events.  That the dark stranger knew her name and her favorite piece of music was beyond synchronicity and coincidence.  There was something so familiar about the man.  Nina did not particularly care about the strange events – he had taken her to new heights of passion of which she had never felt. 

            She turned to take one last glance and saw him watching her in the light of the street lamp just as before. As they locked eyes, he raised his brow with a look of irritation.  He gave a quick, annoyed nod for her to go, and she knew that from tonight forward, she was under his spell and under his protection, whatever that might bring.  Already she began to plan for tomorrow.