Crazy With Lust

When I get to your door I stop in mid-step. Until then I was on a mission. Moving faster and faster just to get to you. I drove like a maniac down the boulevard, dodging cars left and right, just to get to you. With only a door between us, I need to stop. You are so close now. Dangerously close. I can sense your strong presence all around me. I feel a bit light headed. I feel like an animal about to lunge at its prey. I am aroused. My hands are shaking. My heart is racing. My body is fucking aching. Aching with need. Dark needs. Needs you have undoubtedly reawakened. And even though this will be our first face to face meeting, I have lived this moment a hundred times in my daydreams and dark fantasies. It’s been a masturbating frenzy ever since you got inside of me. The way my body responds to the thought of you, to the dirty things you say, to the way you say my name, to the way you sound when you come; it’s enough to drive me crazy. Crazy with lust.

I press my ear to the door and listen. All is quiet. All my senses are heightened. When I hear a noise, like that of footsteps coming closer and closer, I back away. The door swings open, startling me. You are there.

You are waiting for me, watching the clock as if by doing so it would make time move faster. We’ve waited a long time for this. You are nervous. You are excited. You are so fucking turned on. You are more than aware of your needs. Dark needs. Needs that came out of nowhere and have been smothering you ever since. You became attracted to my mind first. The stories I tell have seduced you. My inner voice spoke your language, making you aware. My spoken voice is sexy and playful, sending chills of lust throughout your body. The way your cock responds to me is unlike anything you’ve ever experience before. It’s more than intense, it’s highly erotic. The pleasure I have brought to you, without ever meeting, without ever touching, has been tenfold. I have tortured you with my own desires; exhausted you with my sexual prowess. This connection we share is something we both want to explore further. When thoughts of me come to own you, it leaves you with no choice but to touch yourself. Over and over again. The need growing. This feral need I have awakened drives you crazy. Crazy with lust.

Your instincts are spot on tonight. All your senses are sharpened. Your face is flushed. Your cock is hard. When you turn towards the front door you know I am standing behind it. You can feel it. You can feel me. Without wasting any more time you practically run to the door and open it. I am there.

I look at you for the very first time. Look into your eyes and feel the fever seeping into my hot skin. Yet the realness of the moment makes me shiver. The attraction is most severe. It pulls at me in a way that is frightening. The sexual energy between us is overwhelming. Suffocating. Seductive. I can smell your sex. I can see your cock practically bursting out of your jeans. You are wearing a grey crewneck tee-shirt but all I can think about is ripping it off and getting my hands on your flesh. My nails digging into your skin. I instinctively lick my lips and you respond by letting out a guttural growl. I stand there, paralyzed with lust, feeling more like the hunted rather than the hunter. But the unrelenting hunger keeps my eyes transfixed on yours. Show no fear. Remain calm. I am keenly aware of my body. My breathing has become somewhat erratic. My hands are two clenched fists. My nipples are tingling. My pussy is wet. I feel like I’m burning up but again, a shiver runs through me. My body is screaming for your touch. The animal inside tells me to wait. And that’s exactly what I do. Waiting is the hardest part.

Even though you knew I would be behind the door, seeing me there surprises you. You feel your soul, like that of a magnet, being pulled towards me. It feels ethereal. My long black hair falls around my shoulders like darkness. I have a pretty smile but it is my eyes that captivate you; that penetrating stare from those big brown eyes, which tell you so much. My breasts are revealed through a tight fitting black shirt. Just enough to tantalize you. Dark olive green jeans show off my hips and long legs but you can’t seem to focus on any of that. All you want to do is get me out of these clothes. Your hard cock is throbbing, begging for release. Begging for my mouth. You’re starting to salivate. You stand there, your stance similar to that of a panther. You feel wild and feral. You can feel your blood flowing. You can feel the carnal need growing. With flared nostrils and the look of dark lust in your eyes, the beast within is ready to emerge. Ready to attack. You are sizing me up and ready to claim what is yours.

The darkness is thick and heavy around us. You quickly take two steps towards me and pull me into you, closing the space between us. All the while we are locked onto each other in an unbreakable stare. Your arms are firmly around my waist. I suck in my breath, surprised by the forcefulness of your hold. I’m trying not to melt in your arms right now. Being this close, my lips are in pain just to kiss you. Putting your hands on my shoulders you push me backwards until my body slams into the wall. A nearby picture falls from its frame, smashing onto the floor. With your strong hands still pressing against my shoulders you lean in closer. I bite down hard on my lower lip just to keep from kissing you. You place one of your hands behind my neck. I am trembling. I am determined. Together we are drowning in dark lust.

When you crush your lips on mine our mouths open as the purest form of acceptance. Tongues begin a sensually wicked dance. The wetness. The heat. It’s the spark needed to ignite the blazing inferno within us both. We clutch onto one another as if we were falling to our deaths. The passion is unmistakable, rapidly infecting us like a virus. When you explore my mouth it is like everything I’ve ever felt and every desire I’ve never fed is revealed to you. When your slippery tongue traces the inside of my lips I moan into your mouth. I feel more than out of control, I want to give myself to you with reckless abandon. When you slip a hand inside my shirt and touch my skin it feels almost like an electric shock, causing your knees to slightly buckle. I feel so warm. So real. Your breathing is coming in short hard gasps. You are so fucking aroused. So hard. Everything is happening as if you are in some kind of daze. All the while the kiss is growing. We cannot stop. Caught up in a twister of emotions. A force, unlike anything either one of us has felt before. It keeps us locked in this embrace. With this solitary kiss we are only beginning to learn each other’s secrets.

You don’t want to stop kissing me, and it takes all of your willpower to break away. We don’t have much time. What you need is to get me out of these clothes as soon as possible. What you need is to ravage my naked body. What you need is to make me scream. You reluctantly pull away and stare at me. Our lust finally face to face. You think I look so incredibly sexy. My eyes are like two vast pools of darkness. The heat is radiating off my body. You can barely keep yourself still. I am drunk with desire. Unable to control the dark needs within me. I may have seduced you at first but it is you who seduces me now with that look in your eyes; that hunger.
You start to say something but I quickly cover your mouth with my fingers. I whisper into your ear, “Don’t say anything. Let our bodies do the talking for us.”

The tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand erect. Those familiar shivers of lust return. Only this time you feel like an addict desperately in need of a fix. That fix being me. And the need is so intense it scares you. It excites you. It awakens every part of your lust craving flesh. I am the only one who can tame the beast within you. Or am I? Do I even want to?

When we reach the bed the adrenaline kicks in. You are wide eyed, wild eyed, and unstoppable. You throw me down, pull off my shoes and toss them across the floor. I watch as you take off your shirt and unbutton your pants. My god you look so fucking sexy. You get on top of me and feverishly unbutton my shirt, pulling it off. Seeing my breasts bulging out of my bra makes you let out another low and menacing growl. I answer you with a growl all of my own. Very feminine but also very effective.

You’re not thinking anymore. You’re just feeling. You kiss me again, and I can feel the pressure of that kiss all the way down to my clit. I’m done with being patient. Fuck patience now. I start to push down my jeans and you rip them off me. Your hand goes right to my cunt. It’s nice and wet. You finger me through my panties and kiss me again. Deeply. I can’t get enough of your lips, your tongue, and your taste. I unzip your pants and pull them off, along with your boxers, with the same wild determination as you did with me. I can’t wait another second to feel you deep inside. I look at your hard cock and then I look at you. You know what I’m thinking. You feel what I’m feeling. I draw you close to me and you push in. My god that first thrust, that first touch, makes me scream out of control.

You know how long I’ve been waiting for this. How long we both have been waiting. Endlessly teasing one another, pushing each other to feel more, want more, and need more. Torturing each other with our bodies and the sounds that we make when the desire to come is all we can think about. The fantasies that came to own us. The darkness that needed to be touched. You understand all too well why I won’t waste another second without you deep inside. You’re burning from the inside out. You can’t get me naked fast enough. You can’t remember ever feeling like this. So out of control. So fucking aroused. So needing. We fuck with violent lust. We fuck with a darkness growing between us. We fuck like the animals we were meant to be. Once apart. Now together. Now connected.