2A/N: It's been a long time since I've posted a short story. I hope you all enjoy Nightplay seemed to like it. I warn you now, this is FXF and has a very graphic scene, so please, don't leave a review saying that it sucks because of the fact it's about homosexuality and that it sucks because it has a sex scene.
Captivation, Manipulation, Mutilation
There you are again, sitting on your throne with jewels adorning your hair, and your perfect jet-black hair falling like a waterfall down your shoulders. I couldn't help but watch you smile and flirt with every hot guy or sexy chick that walks past you, and of course, I wasn't even noticed. I stood in the background, watching MY girlfriend hitting on everyone that had any good looks to them. But, she's obviously not mine. We've just got a pathetic label so she can play her sick games with me. I know she cheats on me. I know she doesn't love me and just wants me to give her another good fuck. She knows how she toys with me and fucking messes with my head! I can't stand it, her eyes… God, they're unbelievable. I just, lose myself in them and I know I'm drowning, I know that within a couple seconds I won't be able to breathe, just gasp at non-existent air!
Suddenly, she's looking at me. She's looking straight in to my eyes and I can see all those empty promises she's making for when we get back to my apartment. She won't come down on me, she won't do anything. If there's anything, she might give me a little tease but, that's it. I'm just the girl she knows how to blind. Like I said, just another fuck.
Shit! She's coming towards me! Why the flipping fuck am I so damn afraid? I'm fucking her, I'm with her, she's my girlfriend and I'm afraid… she's going to hurt me some more. I know she will, whether it's scratches down my back, or a needle through the heart. Ha! More like a knife!
She's on me, pressing her lithe cool body in to mine. It's as though all my thoughts are gone, everything I was thinking about just now, gone. She's running one finger down my neck, down my breast right over my areola, and my body's already getting hot. She's already starting a new round for this game. Catch her, and then she may just pleasure me for once instead of me giving her everything she wants. Catch her, and she may just actually say she loves me, though I know it'll be as hollow as her black heart.
She's fluttering her bright blue eyes at me with that mischievous smile! Fuck! I can't deny her anything! I have no humility, nothing; she's raped me of all that I am and all that I can be. She's puckering her cherry red lips at me begging for me to try to kiss her, test her and see if she'll actually kiss me. I abide to her will, and bend to her liking and try to kiss those enchanting perfectly lush lips. She pulled away like I knew she would, tease me and have her breath mingle with mine, get my heart to beat so fast that I can't breathe regularly and then of course, lazily let her hand caress my uncovered midriff.
Everyone's staring at us, wishing they could be me, wishing that they could take my place. Fuck… TAKE IT! Take my place; take this pain and torture and stupidity! Take this fucking bitch off me and see if you can play her games! I don't want it; I want nothing to do with it! I just want peace, and someone who I know will love me… I just wish that she was the one. I can change her, can't I? I can get her to love me, want to pleasure me, want to actually I guess the only way to put it is, to make love to me. Not want some random threesome with another chick we met at the club so she can have some fun.
Not again! Just tell her to stop! She's dragging me to the bathroom, dragging me into an empty stall and tugging at my shirt. God, her feeling up my shirt, her delicate hands all over my breasts… God I can't stop moaning! I have to give in. I tug off my shirt and watch her take it and drop it on the ground. Then she pulled so harshly on my bra it stung and then I felt myself almost collapse. She had taken my areola in to her wet hot mouth and driving me crazy with her tongue while her hand went up my miniskirt and pressed against my clit, rubbing that extremely sensitive spot without mercy! I could feel myself getting closer and wanting to come and she didn't even pull back my thong yet, but just kept on at it. I was there, I was ready to come and just as swiftly as she had started to pleasure me, she stopped. I couldn't cum. Fuck! She did it again! I fell for the same damn fucking trick for the hundredth time!
Now she's pulling off her own shirt, her perfect full breasts screaming for some air, wanting out of that push-up bra and I gave in and pulled off her bra entirely, taking her nipple into my mouth while my other hand played with the other. We were pressed against the cramped stall wall now, her body covered in perspiration and her moans echoing in the bathroom. She wanted more, she wanted me to go down on her, I can feel it, but for once I want to be the tease! I want to be the one giving her the torture.
But she won't stand for it.
She forced my head away and looked into my eyes again with such longing and desperation; she knew I couldn't stop from obeying her every command. I looked away as quickly as I could and did as I was silently told. I licked my way down her breast, one hand still teasing one of her nipples while the other slowly pulled down her thong, her black silk miniskirt was now riding up and I could see her. She was dripping wet now and I could see she was ready to cum any minute. Before I could even take a breath she forced my head onto her and let out a loud moan that I swore anyone could hear outside the bathroom. I complied and licked at her clit, at first slowly and almost nervously. She didn't want me to move to even take a breath! She moved her body, swaying it and forcing my face to be on her. It didn't matter if I was almost out of breath and that I was suffocating! Of course it didn't matter to her. She doesn't give a fuck about me; again, I'm just another good fuck…
She's moaning and pulling hard at my hair. She wants to cum now and she presses my face harder against her. I suckle at her clit now, while taking one of my hands and pushing two fingers into her warm depths. She just about screamed and I moaned into her, I wanted her, and I wanted everything about her! I stopped caring for the fact that she cheated on me with every hot chick and guy that was willing to fuck her and I stopped caring, just for that split second of ecstasy that she never loved me and never would love me. At that moment, I loved her and that was all I cared for. Then, she finally came.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading this! I'm sorry it was so short! Well, I liked writing this. It reminded me of a past relationship I was in that I finally got out of. Now I'm with someone who loves me and I love them back and I'm actually going to be moving in with him in a year. If you must know, I'm bisexual, so people, stop sending me PM's about how I shouldn't write about homosexuality etc because I don't know anything about it. I DO!