Boots

She pulled her black socks just over her knees. They were made of a micro fiber and felt like a caress as she pulled them up. She picked up the first boot, pointed her toe and started to slide her foot in. When she got to the bottom, she had to work a little, but then her foot slid in and the boot was seated, it felt good. She pulled the other boot on and admired how the black paten boots encased her white legs.

She was naked except for her socks and her boots. She stood up off her bed and went to the top drawer in her dresser and found a pair of black lace boy shorts. With her boots on it was a bit tricky but she pulled on the panties.

She went to her closet and pulled her black corset from the hanger. She adjusted the ties, just a little tighter and wrapped it around her body. She then worked on the fasteners starting at the bottom. It was a tight fit, making her stand strait, rigid. She looked in the mirrored door of her closet. It was what she wanted, encased and constricted.

She went into her closet again and found a coat. It was black like everything else, but had a slight shimmer. It went down to her ankles and used Velcro to close in front. She smoothed her hands down her body and looked in the mirror once again. She was ready.

She got in her car and slid a CD into the player. Nine Inch Nails started as she pulled out of her drive way. She drove focused and fast. Everything blurred by, it had been twenty minutes when she pulled up to her destination.

She flipped down the mirror and put on a deep red lip gloss. She hit the eject button on her CD player and put the CD in her pocket She turned the car off and took the keys out of the ignition, then opened the door. She set her feet on the ground and looked down at her boots. She was in that space, the boots owned her as much as she owned them, but she needed them tonight, she needed to feel emboldened by them.

She walked up the driveway to the path that led to the door. She took one deep breath and walked to the door, reached out, rang the bell, then she waited for it to be answered.

Derrick hadn’t expected to hear his door bell ring and when he answered it he had not expected to see Nina standing there, but she wasn’t the Nina he was used to seeing. Something was different, she was all in black and her hair was different. He was used to seeing her with a strawberry blond bob that was to the top of her shoulders. Now her hair was chin length, cherry red with a blond streak on each side. He motioned her in.

Before he could really say anything she took off her coat, revealing a corset and panties. His eyes roamed lower and he saw her boots. Shiny black that started a few inches above her knees, his gaze slid down to the four inch heel and pointed toe. He scanned his eyes back up her body. Just looking at her he was almost hard and he had twenty different questions he wanted to ask.

Nina didn’t give him any time to ask anything. She took two strides and went to him. She took one hand and put it behind his neck pulling him towards her. Nina kissed Derrick hard, open mouthed and deep. As she kissed she moved her left knee up his inner thigh, to his cock and rubbed up and down across him. She could feel that he was hard, that just looking at her had interested him, but her knee sliding against him was making him very hard. She continued kissing him, pushing against him, back towards his lazy boy.

She pushed him back making him sit down. Then spun on one heel and strode to his stereo system. She turned it on. Once it powered up she hit the open button on the CD player and inserted her disk. She hit play and cranked the bass all the way up. It was a good stereo system, so when cranked the bass vibrated throughout the room.

She went back to where Derrick was sitting in his chair. Nina moved her booted knee up his right thigh, across his groin and down the left, the she started back. This time she paused and slid her knee up and down his hardened length several times. She leaned over and pushed her breasts towards his mouth but before he could kiss them she bit his ear and his neck and then retreated. Then she placed one of her legs on the top of the back of the chair. It looked almost like she was doing the splits standing up. She moved in and her pussy was in his face, he could smell her and almost taste her. She had him so turned on that he had long ago forgotten about the questions he had.

Nina turned around. She was still between his legs. She bent down grabbing her ankles. All he saw was her white ass in his face. Then, still bent over, she slid her hands back up her legs, up her hips and hooked her fingers in her panties. She then slid them down to her ankles and then picked one booted foot up and slid them over, then the other.

Derrick had to taste; he grabbed her hips and pulled her back towards him. He ran his tongue across her pussy lips. He could smell her; he was ready to taste her. He wanted to run his tongue between her lips, into her so he could drink in her wetness but she took a step forward.

Nina looked back and licked her lips, she gave the look that said it all and she was ready to fuck. She took long strides to his bedroom. Derrick followed; when he got to the room she said one sentence “I want you naked.” He took everything off; she walked up to him, slid her body up to his and then pushed him back on the bed.

She straddled him and grabbed his wrists, pinning them over his head. It wasn’t that he couldn’t escape her grip, but for the moment he didn’t want to, he wanted to see what was next.

Nina rubbed his cock against her pussy, getting the tip wet with her juices which were dripping from her. She had never been so turned on; she had never been in charge like this. Once Derrick’s tip was wet she moved so that he was just at her opening.

She slid down just so his head was inside her and stopped. She squeezed the muscles of her opening on his cock, then just paused for a moment and she slid all the way down to his balls. She slid up very slowly then slid down even more slowly and when she was back down to his balls she flexed the muscles in her pussy again, but this time it was not just his tip being squeezed but the entire length of his cock.

Derrick wanted to just start moving inside Nina, to fuck her, to take control so he could get what he wanted; she was not going to let him. At first this frustrated him, but then he started to feel a fire that he wasn’t used to. He was becoming more aroused, it felt like his cock was hardening beyond the norm for him, and each stroke was becoming more pleasurable, more frustrating, more intense, and most of all making him simply want more sensation while he lost his desire for control.

Nina was concentrating, moving her body so that only Derricks head was in her pussy. They were quick small movements, made to madden, to intensify his arousal. Then after thirty seconds of the quick small movements she would slide all the way down and take all of him, slowly very slowly, slide back up; just a few strokes, followed again by the quick short strokes.

Usually Derrick would have come already, but the way Nina was fucking him, he couldn’t come, the sensation was more intense than he could ever remember. Then her movement changed and it took a cadence, full strokes, but faster with none of the teasing short strokes between.

Nina was enjoying her power, and she was well over the edge in her pleasure. She had orgasmed several times, but still was keeping the pace and changes in rhythm so that Derrick could not come, but now she was ready for more and she started to ride him. Some primal part of her had a need a need she could not ignore.

Derrick was feeling only pleasure intense and sweet and nothing he had ever know before; Nina leaned down and bit him hard. He fought her bite, but she was not going to be dissuaded. She finally let go, but then bit him again. He was feeling intense pleasure with the sting of her bite. He kept trying to push her bite away, but it only made her more determined and her bite harder.

The harder she bit him, the harder she fucked him. Even with the pain, Derrick was right there, were it would not take but one right stroke for him to come. Nina’s pace became frenzied, then she was there, this was the orgasm she needed. She threw her head back and screamed.

Derrick felt the pain stop, he heard her scream, then felt her pussy convulse around him hard. He saw stars burst in his head as his come shot into Nina, the intensity to the point that he momentarily blacked out. It was the kind of orgasm he had heard rumors about but had never experienced. They were both shaking.

Nina dismounted from him. He could see her from the bedroom as she bent over and pulled her panties back on. Then she put on her jacket and walked out the front door.

The next morning Derrick woke and felt like maybe it was just some weird dream. He went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, there were five distinct bite marks and some looked like they would take a couple weeks to heal completely. He was marked, he now belonged to Nina. He thought back trying to remember each moment and he was getting aroused at the thought of what happened, the thought of Nina taking control, the thought of belonging to her.

He went and got his cell phone and dialed her number. There were a couple rings, a pause and more rings, his call was being forwarded. Then Nina’s voice came on the line, but it wasn’t her, just a voicemail message.

“Hello Derrick. I am sure I left you bruised last night. The bruises on your chest are no different than the ones you left on my heart; it is just that you can see yours and I can only feel mine. I am done with you bruising me, I am done with you.”

The line went dead. He dialed back and got a disconnect message. Derrick sat down in his lazy boy. He had lost someone incredible and he would never be the same, the night before had done something to him.

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