Fear: The Aphrodisiac

Dr Huff-Puff___Sniper was one of my favorite games growing up as a military wild child. Pops got PO\'d every time his electrical tape disappeared. Also, a good story needs a bath scene-gotta have good, clean fun!

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I walked out to the living room naked. I moved towards my sound system and programmed my Alice Cooper mixes. Ken walked out, also naked, and went to the bag he had dropped on at the entryway. He grabbed the handles and moved towards the couch. He unzipped the bag and pulled out a gorgeous sapphire silk robe, embroidered with silver and ebony snow leopards. He stepped to where I was standing and draped the robe around my shoulders. I felt as the cold silk warmed on my skin and I was struck speechless.

“I had my last lover bring that back from China; cheating bastard. I had planned to give that to you sooner but I was a tinny bit heartbroken. Turn around and let me see it on you,” he said with just a touch of sadness in his voice. I held my arms out to my side and made a small circle. “Just as beautiful as I imagined.” He pulled on a ruby red robe that showed a dragon wrapping itself around his body.

I ran my hands down the material, “It’s perfect…snow leopards and all. Thank you, luv.”

“You did always look the yummiest in jewel toned colors. Remember your prom dress?”

“Whose idea was it to chose topaz and emerald green?”

“Did it matter? You were the most beautiful girl at the prom that night. Now, are you gonna make those cappuccinos or not? Oh yeah, do you have anything sweet to nibble on?”

I grabbed Ken by the wrist and dragged him towards the kitchen, “Banana nut or strawberry cheesecake?” I inquired as I pulled out the makings for the coffees.

“Both, you greedy slut, both. You’re the one with the appetite…or have you forgotten the numerous acts of lust and depravity you’ve committed in the last twenty-four or so hours?”

“Look who’s talking…you’re the one who works both sides of the street,” I teased. “Do you want the real Irish cream or the fake stuff?”

“The real stuff…because unless you throw me out, I’m planning to stay awhile.” He pulled both types of cakes out of the freezer. He grabbed a knife and starting cutting huge pieces for the two of us to eat and plated them. I poured the last of the coffee in the mugs and add the fixings to finish them off. Carrying everything between the two of us, we walked out to the couch and made ourselves comfy.

Ken was the best of both worlds for me: we cosit sit and gossip like girls but he could be manly when the situation called for it. I cut a corner of the cheesecake and shoveled it into my mouth; I was starving. “Do you remember the night we got into that huge bar fight that spilled out to the parking lot?” I asked, mouth still full of cheesecake.

“Yes, piglet, I do. Did they ever figure out who the Jag belonged to?” he replied, taking dainty bites to savor.

I swallowed hugely and gulped some coffee, “Not to my knowledge; thanks to Johnny Boy. Man, I can’t even begin to imagine what would have happened of he hadn’t been on duty that night. That could have been the first time I would have gone to jail.” I burped delicately.

“Always the lady, you. How did that guy wind up in the windshield anyway? I had some jerk try and rearrange my nose and I lost sight of you.”

“I was standing beside it and dude charged me. I bent over and caught him by the knees; one flip and his ass went through the window. All he had to was apologize for screwing up my possible hat trick,” I stated plainly as I cut another huite ite of cake; the banana nut this time. My plate had emptied quickly and I decided to let things settle before getting more. I placed the plate on the coffee table.

“Yeah…but, you were pissed even before we went to the bar. You never told me what happened and put you in a foul mood to begin with. You were spoiling for a fight and that guy did the wrong thing at the wrong time. Time to share.” Ken put his plate on the table also.

“Mac…it was Mac’s fault. He gave me the ‘we can still be friends speech’ and I didn’t want to hear it. Then, I ran into Jennifer at the doctor’s office and she said she was preggers. Claimed it was Mac’s and told me he was dumping the psycho broad to do the ‘right thing’. Guess he never told her I was the psycho broad.” I sighed; it still hurt to think about the past.

“Why were you at the doc’s office?”

“If you must know, I was late and I was having it checked out.”

“Oh my goodness…were you PG?” he asked; his eyes were as big as saucers.

“Nope…doc said tests were negative and told me that I was too stressed. Auntie Flo showed up a couple days after the brawl.”

“Nicely put…did you ever thank Johnny Boy?”

“Nope…was pissed that my fight got interrupted. Johnny Boy said he would throw my ass in jail the next time it happened, tho.”

“Whatever happened to Mac and Jennifer? I don’t see them anymore.”

“When the baby was born, Mac wondered why the boy didn’t look like either of them. One DNA test later and he found out that the ankle-biter wasn’t even his. Divorced her and sued for custody anyway. Haven’t seen either of them and won’t give a damn if they fell off the face of the Earth. Let’s change the subject, okay?” I polished off the last of my coffee. “We need to talk about what happened here today.”

“Baby, please don’t be angry. I feel guilty as hell for not telling you sooner. But, I wouldn’t change what we did today for all the money in the world. I waited too long to do that and I will have no regrets from either of us.”

I laughed, “Are you nuts or something? When it comes to sex, making love, fucking or whatever you want to call it, I never regret my choices. I’m glad you were my first…I enjoyed it. I wouldn’t be offended if you asked to do that again.” An idea popped into my head and lit an evil light in my eyes.

“What are you thinking? Every time I see that look in your eyes, I feel like clenching my ass and covering my balls. You get that same light in your eyes before you start punching.”

“What did you think of Col, anyway?” I asked as I curled my legs up on the couch. The robe rode up my thighs and I flashed Ken a peek. The top opened to show some skin as I leaned back into the couch.

Somewhat distracted, he stammered, “Why do you ask?”

“How would you like to have your cake and eat him too?” I asked as I shifted my body to lean in to his. I watched as a red flush crept up his neck. I ran a finger across his chin.

“Umm…what do you mean?”

I got up on to my knees and put my mouth close to his ear. “How would you like to help me break Col and show him that the Goddess is always in charge?” I whispered huskily. I felt a tingling sensation between my thighs.

“G…goddess? You call yourself a goddess?” he whimpered. I noticed the front of his robe parted as he became more aroused. I tugged at the belt that held the robe together; I parted the fabric. I moved so that I was sitting on his lap and his hard on was just touching my curls. I untied my own robe; it slid off my shoulders and pooled on his lap behind me.

“Yes…I…am.” I pronounced carefully. With each word, I moved my body until he was completely engulfed within my body. I arched back until I felt the coffee table beneath my palms. “Touch me…”

His fingers parted my nether lips until he found my fleshy button. He caressed it and I felt sparks move through me. I flexed my inner muscles and caused him to moan. I tilted my head forward so he could see my eyes.

“I want you to help me teach Col to never try and manipulate the Goddess. You can fuck him or he fucks you and you both pleasure me. But, only if you want to; I wouldn’t dream of forcing you to do anything you feel uncomfortable doing.” I wiggled slightly in his lap and I felt him shudder.

“You don’t have to do this…all you had to do was ask. Not that I’m complaining,” he whispered as his hands moved to grasp my waist. He heaved himself off the couch and positioned me on the coffee table. Dishes and mugs fell to the floor and shattered. He began to move slowly, grinding his man flesh in my feminine heat.

“I want him to realize that no one fucks with me,” I panted as I arched into his thrusts. “I want to show him exactly what a vicious bitch can do when provoked.”

Ken groaned as I dug my heels into his calves and dragged my nails across his ass. He pumped harder and breathed, “What are you going to do to him?”

Through clenched teeth, I said; “Tie him to a chair and make him watch as someone else fucks his ‘vicious bitch’ until he begs to be set free. When I’m ready, I’ll treat him like my own personal fuck toy and share him with who ever else I’m playing with.” I snarled as I bit into Ken’s shoulder; I tasted blood.

He grabbed my hair and pulled hard enough to bring tears to my eyes; I was forced to let go of his shoulder. “Will it please you, my beloved Goddess?” he asked as he pounded me even harder into the tabletop.

“Yessss…yessss…YES!” I screamed as my orgasm thundered through me. He pulled out and moved me to the chaise lounger. I lay back against the cushions, panting heavily. He knelt between my legs and softly kissed my skin until he reached the vee in the middle. He parted the curls with his fingers and breathed deeply. “You have a unique scent. I wonder if you taste as as as you smell.”

I felt as his tongue dipped into my seething body…I was so wet. He moved his lips against my petals to coat them with nectar. He pulled away and moved his face towards mine; “Have you ever tasted yourself on your lover’s lips? Did you ever lick your fingers after you had them deep in your pussy?” he asked before he kissed my open mouth. I sucked his lips between mine and ran my tongue over them. The scent and taste of my pussy on his mouth drove meo a o a passionate frenzy. I grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked his face from mine.

“I want you cock in my pussy, fucking me, until you beg permission to come. You can’t pull out until you fill me up. Do I make myself clear?” I commanded.

“Yes, beloved Goddess, I will obey,” he said simply before he thrust himself in my waiting flesh completely. Slowly, he moved in and out of my willing body. I moaned in the back of my throat; it sounded like a growl. He gradually increased the tempo until I felt like I was about to be pushed through the chaise lounger’s cushion right down to the floor. I felt myself being shoved closer to the edge; right before I came again, he stopped. I snapped my teeth together as I bit back a sob.

“May I come now, Goddess?” he begged, straining to wait for my permission.

“YES…YES…YES!!!!!” I howled and I bit down on his shoulder once again. He exploded; I felt his essence flood my body and his blood fill my mouth yet again. He threw his head back, dislodged my teeth from their grip, and howled himself. My head whirled and I felt as if I were going to pass out. I felt my body shudder and twitch as Ken collapsed on top of me.

He mumbled into the cushion, “Whoa…never felt that before with any lover, male or female.” He lifted his head and smiled at me; “You really are a Goddess, aren’t you?”

I smiled softly; “You helped me feel that way. Are you okay?” I asked as he winced and reached for his shoulder. He gingerly touched the gouged flesh; he stared at his blood stained fingers. I tried to push him up so I could get something to clean the wound with; “Jeez, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have lost control so easily. But, when I started to think about Col, I just got pissed. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you, sugs.” He refused to budge from his prone position.

“Relax…it will be okay,” he smiled. “Let’s get cleaned up, grill up a couple of thick steaks and plan how we’ll train Col.”

I smiled back, “Are you sure?”

“Honey, I will not pass up the chance to teach that jackass a lesson: Don’t fuck with my Goddess. Besides, it’s what you want and that’s what makes me happy.”
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