Trouble Walks In
Vanessa could tell, even before she saw the bulge in his pants, that Marcus was going to be trouble. He walked into the room with an air of confidence and a swagger that made her heart skip a beat. She could feel his eyes on her, taking in every curve of her body, and she couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement.
He was younger than her, by at least ten years, but there was something about him that made her feel like she was the one being led. Maybe it was the way he held himself, or the way he looked at her with a wolfish grin. Whatever it was, she was drawn to him.
Marcus was a man of few words, but his gaze spoke volumes. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a muscular build that seemed to fill the room. His skin was smooth and flawless, and his short black hair was styled in a modern fade. He exuded an air of danger, and Vanessa couldn’t deny that it turned her on.
But it was his dick that truly captivated her.
As if sensing her thoughts, Marcus slowly unzipped his pants, revealing the impressive bulge that had caught her eye when he first walked in. Vanessa couldn’t help but let out a gasp as he pulled out his dick, almost as thick as her wrist and longer than her hand. It was the biggest dick she had ever seen in person, and she felt her panties grow damp at the sight of it.
Marcus smirked, as if he knew exactly what effect he was having on her. He stroked his dick slowly, the tip glistening with precum, and Vanessa found herself unable to look away.
“Like what you see, baby?” he asked, his voice low and seductive.
Vanessa nodded, feeling her cheeks grow hot with embarrassment. She had always prided herself on being a strong, confident woman, but in that moment, she felt like a shy schoolgirl.
Marcus stepped closer, his hand still wrapped around his impressive length. “I can tell you want it,” he said, his voice dripping with lust. “But you have to earn it, baby girl.”
Vanessa’s heart raced at his words. She had always been in control in her relationships, but something about Marcus made her want to submit to him. She wanted to feel his hands on her, his dick inside her, dominating her in ways she had never experienced before.
Without another word, Marcus pushed her back against the wall and captured her lips in a fierce kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, and she moaned into the kiss, her body responding to his touch.
He pulled away, leaving her breathless and wanting more. “On your knees, baby,” he commanded.
Vanessa didn’t hesitate. She dropped to her knees in front of him, her eyes fixed on his dick. She could feel her own wetness dripping down her thighs at the thought of having him inside her.
Marcus chuckled at her eagerness and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her closer to his dick. “You want it, don’t you?” he asked.
Vanessa nodded, her lips hovering just inches from his dick. She could smell his musky scent, and her mouth watered at the thought of tasting him.
Without warning, Marcus thrust his dick into her mouth, gagging her with its size. Vanessa took it eagerly, her tongue swirling around the head as she tried to take as much of him as she could.
“Fuck, you’re good at that,” Marcus groaned, his grip on her hair tightening. “But I want to feel that pretty mouth around my dick.”
He pulled out of her mouth, and Vanessa obediently opened her lips, waiting for him to enter her again. She moaned as his dick slid between her lips, filling her mouth with its girth.
Marcus started to thrust, his hips moving in a fluid motion as he fucked her mouth. Vanessa could feel her own arousal building as she gave in to his control, letting him use her as he pleased.
With one hand still gripping her hair, Marcus used the other to fondle her large breasts through her shirt. Vanessa arched her back, moaning around his dick as he squeezed and pinched her nipples. She had always been sensitive there, and the combination of her mouth being filled with his dick and her breasts being played with was almost too much to handle.
Marcus suddenly pulled away, leaving her panting and desperate for more. “Enough of that for now,” he said, his voice rough with desire.
Vanessa looked up at him, her eyes pleading for him to continue. But he just chuckled and zipped up his pants, leaving her kneeling there, wanting and needy.
“Get dressed, baby,” he said, his voice still commanding. “We have a lot to do today.”
Vanessa obeyed, feeling a mixture of disappointment and anticipation. She couldn’t deny that Marcus had awakened something in her that she never knew existed. She had always been a strong, independent woman, but with him, she wanted to let go and submit.
As she got dressed, she couldn’t help but wonder what else he had in store for her.
Marcus led Vanessa out of the hotel room and into the bustling city. She followed him obediently, her hand held firmly in his as they made their way through the busy streets.
They attracted stares and whispers wherever they went. Vanessa knew it was because of their age difference, and the fact that she was a curvy, mature woman with a younger, handsome man. But she didn’t care. She felt a sense of pride at being with Marcus, and she could tell he felt the same.
They eventually made their way to a high-end restaurant, where Marcus had made reservations. The hostess greeted them with a smile, her eyes lingering on Marcus before seating them at a secluded table.
“You have good taste,” Vanessa said as she looked around at the elegant decor.
Marcus just smirked. “I know what you like, baby,” he said, his hand resting on her thigh under the table.
Vanessa couldn’t deny the thrill that raced through her at his touch. She had never been with a man who was so confident and assertive, and it excited her in ways she couldn’t explain.
They ordered their food, making small talk as they waited for it to arrive. But the tension between them was palpable, and Vanessa could tell Marcus was just as eager to continue their play as she was.
As soon as the waiter left with their order, Marcus leaned in close to her, his lips grazing her ear. “You’ve been a good girl today,” he whispered. “I think you deserve a reward.”
Before Vanessa could respond, he reached under the table and slipped his hand between her legs. She gasped as his fingers found her wetness, his thumb rubbing circles over her clit.
“Just imagine if I could do this to you while we were sitting here,” he said, his voice low and seductive.
Vanessa could feel her face flush as she imagined the thrill of being touched under the table, in full view of the other diners. She could feel her arousal building, and she knew she would do anything to make it a reality.
“I want you to take off your panties, baby,” Marcus said, his fingers still teasing her.
Without hesitation, Vanessa slid her panties down her legs and handed them to him under the table. Marcus smirked as he put them in his pocket, the evidence of her arousal now in his possession.
“Now finger yourself for me,” he commanded.
Vanessa obeyed, her hand slipping under the table and finding her throbbing clit. She gasped at the sensation, her eyes locking with Marcus’s as she pleasured herself for him.
“Good girl,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Now keep going until I tell you to stop.”
Vanessa couldn’t believe how turned on she was, being watched and commanded by Marcus. She was usually the one in control, but with him, she was more than happy to submit.
She could feel her orgasm building, but just as she was about to reach her peak, Marcus stopped her. “Not yet, baby,” he said, his voice teasing. “You don’t get to cum until I give you permission.”
Vanessa whimpered at his words, her arousal almost painful now. But she knew better than to disobey him.
They continued their game throughout dinner, with Marcus giving her commands and teasing her until she was a writhing mess in her seat. By the time they finished their meal, Vanessa was on the brink of orgasm, desperate for release.
But Marcus wasn’t done with her yet.
He led her out of the restaurant and into a nearby alley. Vanessa’s heart raced at the thought of being caught, but she couldn’t deny the thrill of being with Marcus in such a public place.
With one hand still gripping her skirt, Marcus pushed her back against the wall and kissed her hungrily. His hands roamed over her body, finding every sensitive spot and sending sparks of pleasure through her. Without warning, he slid his hand under her skirt, the fabric bunching up around her thighs as he explored further. Vanessa gasped at his boldness, her body aching for him.
“You want it, don’t you, baby?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Vanessa nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to control her arousal.
“Then beg for it,” Marcus said, his voice dripping with desire.
Vanessa knew exactly what he wanted. She dropped to her knees in front of him and looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please, Marcus,” she said, her voice shaky with need. “Please fuck me.”
Marcus grinned down at her, his dick already out and throbbing with need. “That’s a good girl,” he said, stroking his dick before pushing it into her mouth.
Vanessa eagerly took him, her mouth watering at the taste of him. She could feel his fingers tangling in her hair as he fucked her mouth, his movements growing more urgent with each thrust.
But just as she was getting lost in the pleasure of it all, he pulled out and lifted her to her feet. He positioned her against the wall, her hands pressed against the rough bricks as he entered her from behind.
Vanessa moaned at the feeling of being filled by him, her body aching for release. She could feel his hands on her hips, guiding her movements as she rocked against him.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Marcus groaned, his thrusts growing harder and faster.
Vanessa could feel her orgasm building, but before she could reach her peak, Marcus pulled out of her and flipped her around. He lifted her onto a nearby dumpster, his dick sliding into her with one smooth motion.
She wrapped her legs around him as he thrust into her, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. She could feel the rough metal of the dumpster against her back, but it only added to the pleasure coursing through her.
Marcus leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a fierce kiss as he continued to fuck her. Vanessa could feel her orgasm building once again, and this time, she didn’t hold back. She screamed his name as she came, her body shaking with pleasure.
But Marcus wasn’t finished with her yet. He continued to thrust into her, prolonging her orgasm until she was a quivering mess beneath him. He grunted as he came, his hot release filling her as he collapsed against her.
They stayed like that for a few moments, their bodies still entwined as they caught their breath. Vanessa could feel Marcus’s heartbeat against her chest, and she couldn’t deny the feeling of contentment that washed over her.
“I think it’s time we head back,” Marcus said, finally pulling out of her and helping her off the dumpster.
Vanessa smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment she had never felt before. She knew that whatever happened between her and Marcus, she would never forget this night.
Vanessa lay in bed, her body still tingling from her encounter with Marcus. She couldn’t believe how easily he had turned her into a submissive, how eagerly she had followed his commands and begged for his touch.
But it wasn’t just his dominance that had drawn her to him. It was his BBC, the impressive dick that had first caught her eye and had her eagerly submitting to his every desire.
But it wasn’t just his physical attributes that attracted her. It was his confidence, his assertiveness, and the way he knew exactly what he wanted and how to get it. With him, Vanessa felt like she could let go of all her worries and responsibilities, and just be in the moment.
She rolled over and reached for her phone, scrolling through the pictures she had taken of Marcus in bed. She couldn’t wait to see him again, to submit to him and feel the pleasure and excitement he brought her.
But as she looked at the pictures, a thought nagged at her. What was it about Marcus and his dick that turned her on so much? Was it just his skill and dominance, or was there something more to it?
She shook her head, dismissing the thought. It didn’t matter why she was drawn to him. All that mattered was that she wanted him, and she was willing to do whatever it took to keep him coming back for more.