*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- This is a work of fiction for adults only. Do not read this if you are under 18 or if you are not an adult according to the laws of your Country. I don't think I need to tell you that this story is erotic in nature, and if you are offended by these things you might not want to keep reading. This is the *very first* story I've ever written. In fact this is the first draft of the first story I've ever written. That said any email is welcome, as long as you aren't a jackass about it. In fact since I don't have anyone to edit my work if you would like to act as an editor feel free to drop me a line with any comments/corrections. grazz332@hotmail.com *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- Story Codes: (mf, bd) Mine By Grazz (c)September, 2004 You're walking home, deep in thought and are surprised to hear a shout from behind you. "Hey Jen!" You turn around and are surprised to see me jogging over, backpack bouncing. "Hey Dave, what are you doing here?" Grinning I reply, "I was in town for the weekend and thought I'd drop by. You up to much these days?" You hesitate, "Ummm, no not really." I chuckle, "Sounds like fun. If you aren't up to anything do you feel like doing something? There's no one in town right about now and I've been bored about of my mind." You think about it for a moment, but you've been home alone bored the last few days, and you'd really just like to have someone around. "Sure I guess... you want to come in? I just need to get some stuff." I nod, and both of us walk into the house. You lead me into the kitchen and offer me something to drink. "Just water thanks, you have anything you desperately feel like doing tonight?", I joke. "Not really... I was just going to watch some TV and take a shower." You hand me a bottle of water, and I down about half of it at once. I raise an eyebrow at the second one, then wink at you and laugh. "That sounds like fun." You stick your tongue out at me and I laugh again. "Alright, well at least the TV bit then. I can put this down too," I say, gesturing at my backpack. Deciding that this won't be such a horrible night, even if not entirely exciting, you lead the way upstairs. Reaching the TV I heavily drop my pack to the ground with a thud. Curious you ask, "What's in there anyways?" Grinning I give you a funny look, "Wouldn't you like to know?" A bit taken back by my reply you hesitate a second before walking over to join me on the little couch. As you sit down my arm naturally snakes it's way over your shoulders. You give me a nervous look, to which I reply "Hmmm? Oh that. I've gotten a little more... confident since the last time you've seen me. Does it bother you?" Not sure what to say exactly you just shake you're head no and turn to the TV. As we start to watch you grow increasingly aware of the arm wrapped around you. Glancing over you watch the strong hand slowly tracing out patterns on your skin. Was the room this warm earlier? You can't seem to stop glancing over at the hand on your arm. Turning back to the screen at one point you see me chuckling out of the corner of your eye and blush. Sliding my hand down, I brush the side of your tit and wrap it around your waist. You look over at me and in that moment of distraction I start tickling you! Gasping you try and jump back but my hands hold you down. You quickly counter tickle attack and I find myself trying to back away. Falling back you jump on top of me and start tickling relentlessly. I retaliate targeting your sides and thighs, and as my hands creep all over your thighs you feel your pussy flush. One of my hands is suddenly behind your head pulling you down into a deep kiss, our tongues meeting, my teeth pulling on your lip - and then another kiss and another. We aren't tickling anymore but struggling none the less - you will stay on top god damn it! You're going to make me your bitch! My arms grasp you tighter, while your hands dig into me. Pushing you up and off suddenly I jump at you, and you reflexively swipe with one hand leaving a few claw marks across my face, a drop of blood running down. Grinning savagely I force your hands down, mine digging into your wrists, and kiss you passionately. Kissing me back you bite my lip, and lick off a drop of blood that's run down to my chin. Suddenly you heave to the side and we roll of the couch, with you landing on top of me. Still holding your hands, I destabilize you for a moment then grab for my bag, just snagging it. Pinning my arms down at the elbow with your forearms you turn your attention to our battling lips, intertwined tongues, nips, and outright bites. I seem to stop resisting with my body for a second and you enjoy yourself, making out and grinding into my hardon. I stop kissing you, and you look down in confusion for a split second. I'm grinning that same predatory grin again, "You're mine". Time slows as you feel my arms twist to the side, and break free. Your eyes snap up, but by the time you can see my hands the scarf I pulled from the bag has already constricted around your hands. I tie a quick knot, and roll your momentarily unresponsive body off mine and straddle you. Using one hand to pin your bound hands, I use the other to pull over my bag of tricks. Out pops a blindfold and another scarf, and then my hands move to your chest. I knead your tits hard, and then in a quick motion, rip your shirt open and off. Grabbing the bra I give it a quick tug and snap the straps. My head dives in to kiss you again, although you're stunned by the turn of events. As my hands run down towards your pants you recover and begin kissing back with passion, your hands swinging onto my back to pull my shirt up and off my head. Briefly removing my hands to allow the shirt off my head I quickly get back to work on your pants. Getting them undone I swing off you and pull you up. Before you can move your pants drop, and I yank down your panties. Sweeping you up in my arms, I grab my bag and quickly bring you into the bedroom, tossing you on the bed. Dropping my own pants I jump up on the bed and undo your bonds. Before I can retie you to the bedposts you pounce, struggling with me as we bite, lick and claw our way to dominance. My back crisscrossed with scratches, your arms bruised from my strong grip I wrestle you down again. "Mine!" I grin. "Fuck you!" you growl, and strain up against me arching your back, fingers wrapping around to dig into my wrists. Both of us slicked with sweat, I tie your right wrist up to the bedpost, and then your left next to it. I turn my attention back to your body, and lick around your nipple, finishing with a sharp bite to it. I use my hands to blindfold you while my mouth alternates between rolling your nipples between my teeth, and sucking your tits into my mouth. Blinded you struggle and squirm as you feel my hands run down to your wet cunt. The hands rub your inner thighs while my mouth continues to maul your deliciously sensitive and sore tits. One finger slips into your steaming pussy, then two. They push in as far as they'll go, then the powerful fingers curl up rubbing the inside of your cunt as they start to stroke back and forth. The other hand is squeezing your ass, nails digging in. You can't even keep up the pretense of a struggle now and just wriggle violently beneath me gasping and moaning. My mouth licks its way down your stomach, circling your belly button a few times before tracing out a winding route down to your clit. You spasm as my tongue runs over your sensitive swollen clit, circling and lapping at it quickly. My fingers now joined by a third, thrust in and out quickly against your G-spot, the other hand reaching into the bag. And as you feel my mouth suck in your clit something hard and wooden snaps down on your nipple. Buckling you let out a short scream, and your pussy spasms around my fingers. A second later you feel something snap down on your second nipple and you let out another short cry. Blinded, tied down, you're overwhelmed by the sensations. Your nipples are throbbing within their tight confinement, one hand kneading your tits, the other filling your pussy; my mouth attacking your clit, tongue probing, circling, flicking - teeth nipping, lightly biting. Your moans turn to screams as you're pushed over the edge, your nails digging into your hands, thrashing wildly. As you come out of the post-orgasmic haze my face appears above yours, grinning again, hand still buried in your cunt. "Mine"