Tami and Remi
had dated for about a year but had
decided to separate after their
relationship degraded to a point where
they simply quit trying.
She was now living with her new
boyfriend and had asked Remi to come
pick up some things he had left that she
had gathered together during the last
few months.
“Chris and I are getting tired of looking
at this stuff” she had told him over the
phone. Chris was her new boyfriend.
She liked to throw his name out all over
the place, probably to prove she was
“over” Remi. He was fine with that but
even though He and Chris had never
met, Remi knew there was one area
Tami had not quite completely moved
on with. On several occasions she had
secretly called him, pretending like she
needed something, but the
conversations always seemed to contain
sexual innuendos and remarks.
If there was one area that Tami and
Remi did not need to improve on, it was
the sex. Her bedroom personality was
exactly the same as her real self: quiet,
caring, and attentive. She tended to be
very submissive and obedient to his
wants and he usually would act
aggressively with her. She seemed to
receive a sexual charge from being
“taken” or “instructed”. They had never
gone as far as to have sex since the
breakup but it always seemed like it was
a possibility.
Remi thought about it more as he drove
over to the apartment. He hadn’t been
with anyone since Tami and his urges
were giving him a little extra courage
that he normally didn’t display. When
he walked in and saw her, he was
instantly aroused at the memory of her
body as he saw her breasts pushing
against the cut off top she was wearing.
Obviously bra-less, the outline of her
soft nipples protruded from the soft
cotton shirt.
She was busy putting things away and
straightening up as she talked to him, all
the while his eyes scanned her body and
movements. She bent over in front of
him several times as she gathered his
things, each time affording him a
glimpse of a small, firm breast and a
large nipple that used to fit perfectly
into his hands and mouth. On one
occasion as she sat there on her knees,
he handed her one of the books she was
gathering and brushed his hand against
her bare knee and ran it up very high
along her thigh.
She said nothing but the next time she
bent over, he noticed her once soft
nipples were now firm and hard. When
she rose and walked by Remi, he saw a
full view of her and thought briefly of
how much he wanted to take her away
from the man who now knew her body.
He was jealous when he thought of how
Chris’s hands would look rubbing her
feet, her thighs, her shoulders. He
imagined all the times he had placed his
hands and fingers around her waist and
stomach and had gripped her tightly as
he filled her.
Now Chris was doing these things and
he wanted her. When she returned, He
grabbed her and quickly hoisted her up.
Given her 5’4 frame,it was relatively
easy.. She instinctively wrapped her legs
around his waist and locked her feet
into the base of his back. She never
protested. Not when he pushed her back
into the wall, not when he ripped her
flimsy shorts from her body, and not
even when he unzipped his pants and
released greatness… She looked at him
once as if to say something but then
simply half turned her head and
lowered her chin onto his shoulder.
As Tami bowed her head to Remi’s
chest, He knew she was surrendering
herself to his needs.. their needs. She
knew there was no love or emotional tie
between them, just a need to be
satisfied in a physical way. Yearning
and conceding, she whimpered a
muffled cry as he pushed his thick head
into her, parting her wet, swollen lips.
Without another thought, he roughly
buried his entire length into her until
he felt the familiar feel of her pelvic
bones against him. With an animalistic
lust, Remi quickly took her over and
over. Squeezing his hands around her
waist now, He had replaced Chris and
she knew that her true love for him
could not match her physical desire for
Remi.
Relentlessly, He stroked her, again and
again, as her hands struggled to find
ways to ease her feelings. She clawed
into his back roughly, then ran her
fingers past his shoulders and arms,
unable to find a balance between the
pleasure and pain of it all. Shortly, her
body began indicating that she was
about to orgasm and her movements
intensified.
Remembering that she had always had a
major fear of being impregnated and
the cleanliness of her orgasms, He
decided to exact his mastery over her
completely. As she neared her peak, she
struggled to release herself from him as
she always had, trying not to cum while
he was still in her but he wouldn’t allow
her. Finally, her body betrayed her and
she erupted into a powerful, moaning
climax as she continued to ride his long,
satisfying shaft. She began weeping as
her hot womanly juices begin to trickle
down her thighs and onto him, all the
while whispering to Remi,
“Why? Why? How could you…. you
know how I feel about that”
Without reply, he turned his attention
to satisfaction and Tami quickly
realized the terror of his intentions.
After a very brief struggle to separate
herself from him, she again submitted
and allowed him to bring himself to a
feverish orgasm. Straightening her back
and arms, she whipped her head up and
looked directly at Remi for the first time
as she received wave after wave of thick
seed.
In waves of cum, he shot load after load
directly inside her for the first time
ever, feeling like a conqueror as he was
confident of the fact that he had just
made use of her body in a way that
Chris never had.
He lowered her onto the floor, her
sweaty satisfied body lying by the wall.
As Remi left, he told her he would
return when he needed her again..
With a smile, she replied “I know”..
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