I Take What I Want (An Erotic Story of Sexual Dominance and Revenge)

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I Take What I Want
Vengeance of a Woman
By Bridgette Calder
Copyright 2012 by Bridgette Calder

 

 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, business establishments or actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Note: this book contains explicit sexual content.

 

I am smarter than most men. With just one flirtatious comment or perhaps an inviting smile, a man's brain shuts down and he lets his cock do the thinking for him. I have control over him in seconds. No amount of money, power or restraint can resist the power I possess. I use my knowledge of the thinking cock to get what I want.

I want to make men beg for forgiveness for breaking the hearts of the women who loved them. I want their money and their expensive toys. I want revenge.

 

 

I steal luxury items for a living. Luxury yachts, private airplanes, exotic cars; it makes no difference to me as long as I can make millions of dollars in the process. And it's all legal.

My next assignment had been to take possession of one of the largest mega-yachts in south Florida, the
Gigi.
The job looked to be easy enough but we needed special talents to ensure the process went smoothly and safely. In this case we needed bait. To be specific, we needed to distract the owner with the seduction and sexual gratification of a woman and a young man.

Having exhausted my contacts for references, I could not find a candidate that met my high standards. How silly of me to have overlooked someone who could be the perfect candidate for the job - my daughter Sarah's former boyfriend, Parker. Fortunately, they had remained close friends so it was no surprise that Parker planned to stop by my home sometime that afternoon for a visit.

With Sarah away for the afternoon running errands, I planned to ambush the young stud.

I answered the door wearing my dark brown bikini that was so small that it barely covered my nipples and pussy.

He stared at my breasts but I pretended not to notice.

"Hi, Mrs. Barrett," he said with a timid voice. "Is, um, Sarah here? We had planned to go out for pizza with friends."

"Call me JJ. Sarah isn't home right now. She said she needed to run a few errands but she should be back anytime now. Why don't you come join me by the pool? We can take some sun and talk about your first year at college."

"Well...sure. I'd like that, I mean if it's okay. I don't have a swimsuit with me."

With a huge grin I said, "No problem. I think we can figure something out."

As I walked through the living room toward the pool, I could feel his eyes roam all over my body. I smiled to myself because it happens all the time. At nearly six feet tall with large, firm tits and a hard body, I'm difficult not to notice. Besides, the attention makes me horny. Taking my time, I slithered through the floor-to-ceiling sliding glass doors toward the sundeck.

I turned to Parker and said, "Why don't you join me on the lanai? There's plenty of room for both of us." The lanai is a plush outdoor lounger with room for several people. It also has plenty of other uses besides relaxing in the sun and searching for the perfect tan. What a perfect locale to seduce my next conquest!

I crawled onto the daybed and propped myself up on a stack of overstuffed pillows, making sure that Parker got a good view between my legs. I could see his crotch beginning to bulge. I reached out one hand, wiggled my fingers and summoned him. "Come, come. Let's get comfy."

"That's okay, I'll just sit over here." He placed a wicker chair beside the lounger and sat down. His eyes continued to explore my lean, tan body. I no longer pretended not to notice and the thought of my advancing toward him made me wet.

"Why don't you take off your shirt and jeans and relax? We have complete privacy on the estate. No one can see you except me." I laughed at myself for making such a cliche' remark but I was toying with my prey.

He took off his shirt to reveal his muscular torso. His broad shoulders complemented his narrow waist and nice little ass. His abdominal muscles and ribcage were lean and well defined.

"Does your husband have a swimsuit I can borrow?"

"No. He doesn't wear a swimsuit when we are at home. He just goes bare assed. We all do. You can do the same if you like."

"You can't be serious. Sarah too?" he said with a nervous chuckle.

I detected a mix of embarrassment and excitement in his eyes. His eyes darted around the yard and into the house, trying to see if anyone was watching.

"Yes. Sarah too. We never wear clothes around the pool unless we have guests. At least take off your jeans. I don't want you to die of heat stroke."

Parker kicked off his flip-flops, unbuttoned his jeans and removed them, revealing a snugly-fitting pair of black Polo Ralph Lauren boxer briefs. Although flaccid, his huge cock stretched the material, leaving nothing to the imagination. His shaft curled beneath the briefs and the outline of its wide glans protruded, inviting my gaze. This kid was packing some hefty meat.

"My, my, Parker, you've developed into a handsome young man." I made no pretenses. I was now staring at his body, especially his crotch, with the same enthusiasm with which he had just stared at me. I untied my bikini top, revealing my tan, firm breasts. I dribbled suntan oil onto my hands, then slowly messaged the warm liquid over my shoulders, arms, tummy and then my breasts. I stared into Parker's eyes as I cupped and rolled my breasts, pushing them upward and rubbing them against each other. I teased my hardening nipples as Parker looked on. I continued to apply the warm oil, massaging it onto my thighs and calves. My body tensed as I watched his cock growing hard beneath his boxers.

"Thanks, JJ, but I'm getting uncomfortable. Maybe I should come back when Sarah is here." Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and temples.

"There's no reason to leave, Parker. Do you like my breasts?"

Trying to conceal his excitement, he said, "Yes, JJ, I think they are beautiful, but I really must be going now. Please tell Sarah I'll call her later. This is getting a little weird."

He wasn't going anywhere.

"No one can see us. Relax and delight in the moment. I know you are enjoying looking at my body. I told you she would be back any minute. Besides, you don't look uncomfortable to me. I see your cock getting hard. Let's cut to the chase. I see the way you look at me. You've been staring at my body since you were in high school. Well guess what? Here I am." I motioned for him to come closer. His cock was aching to bust out of his boxer briefs. I couldn't wait any longer. I tugged at his briefs and pulled them to his knees. Free and in the open, his massive cock sprang into full view, just inches from my face. I delighted to the sight of his young hard rod. His fully erect cock throbbed slightly as it curved upward and a little to the left. Just the sight of this magnificent plaything sent a tingling sensation through my body.

"That's a fine looking cock you have there."

He looked down at me and smiled, "Um...Thanks JJ. I'm not sure how to react. I'm very fortunate."

That's when I knew he had fallen under my complete control. He was thinking through his cock. See how easy that was?

"As well you should be. I'll bet it has made a lot of girls happy." I caressed his balls while continuing to pull at his manhood.

"Well, not a lot of girls. I haven't been with a lot of girls. Having sex, I mean. It makes me happy, though. Or maybe I should say I make it happy!"

We laughed. He now was quite at ease and it was time to take the next step towards my goal of fucking this kid stupid.

"So what you are saying is that you jerk off a lot?"

"I don't know what you mean by a lot but I do it as often as I can. I'm just your average horny twenty-year old, I guess."

"Mister, you are far from average. Have you ever thought about me when you jerk off? Did you ever fantasize about me showing you my breasts? Look at them. Don't be shy. I want you to look at my tanned breasts and hard nipples." I continued to tease his pulsating cock and stroked it gently. I admired its enormous head as I increased the tempo of my strokes. Using both hands, I tugged at his shaft and stared up at him. His eyes were locked onto my breasts. He closed his eyes and moaned.

"Open your eyes, Parker. Look at me. Parker, look at me." He looked down at me with eyes glazed over. I smiled at him and continued to jerk him off. Having complete control over this young man made me hot. I slid my hand inside my bikini and rubbed around my clit in rhythm with the motion on his shaft. I slipped my fingers past my wet lips and pleasured myself.

The base of his cock began to pulse more frequently and I knew he was a few short strokes away from shooting his hot cum on my face. Pre-cum formed at the tip of his organ. Without warning, I released his cock from my grasp, jumped to my feet and slapped his face so hard he lost his balance. The look on his face was palpable. As he recovered, I slapped him again, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Ouch, JJ, why did you...I mean...what the fuck did you do that for?"

I looked down at his cock as it throbbed. The poor kid must feel as if his balls were going to explode!

I smiled at him and said, "Did you think I was going to suck your cock? You dirty boy!" I slapped him a third time.

Tears filled his eyes, "I'm sorry JJ. I'm really, really sorry! I better go."

"You will go when I tell you. Come here, Parker. Give JJ a big kiss."

It has always amazed me how quickly a man's passion can turn to anger.

Parker glared at me and said, "Bullshit! I'm not going to fucking kiss you. I'm not going to touch you. I stopped by to get Sarah, that's it. I had no thoughts of having sex with you! I'm leaving."

With his cock at half mast, he gathered his clothes and marched toward the door.

"Parker, wait. I was just having a little fun with you. Didn't you have at least a little bit of fun?" Somewhat flirtatiously, I batted my eyelashes and at him and gave him a seductive smile.

He smiled back at me and whispered, "Okay, well, yes, that was fun but now I am going to have to go somewhere and finish the job myself. I'm about to bust. I'm not so sure about the slaps. That hurt like hell."

"Damn right it hurt. It was supposed to, you ditz. Since we're talking about jerking off, I'll ask you again. Do you ever fantasize about me when you jerk off? Do I make your dick hard? Go ahead and jerk off. I'd love to watch."

I didn't expect an answer, nor did I expect him to jerk off. I was still only wearing my tiny bikini bottoms and Parker could not keep his eyes off my tan, supple breasts. I was driving this poor sex puppet crazy and enjoying every minute of it.

"Now, what about that kiss? Come here, big boy."

Walking towards me, Parker's cock bounced from one side to another like a windsock. Pressing my breasts against his chest, I gave him a soft kiss and pulled at the base of his shaft. He combed his fingers through my hair as he kissed me.

"Do you want to fuck me, Parker?" I rubbed his cock against my tummy.

"Yes! Please, yes! Please let me fuck you!"

I squeezed his shaft so hard that the head turned bright red. I pinched one of his nipples as he winced.

"Not just yet, my young love. That time will come soon enough."

He stared at me in disbelief.

"JJ, this is..."

I interrupted, "Delicious, isn't it? Pain and pleasure? Don't get so upset, Parker. Come back with me and sit down. We have a lot to talk about."

He pulled on his boxer briefs, shrugged his shoulders and sat next to me.

"What do we have to talk about?"

"Sarah tells me that you may have to drop out of college. You were on the Dean's List both semesters. What's going on?"

With a somber look on his face, Parker said, "My mom and dad are getting a divorce. Apparently he has been having affairs with women half his age for the last three or four years. He's cutting us off, so there won't be enough money to pay tuition."

"Wow, that's really tough," I said. "What are you going to do?"

"I guess I'll get a job and make the best of it. I'm so pissed off that I'm not thinking clearly. Mom cries all the time. She had no idea this was happening. I would do anything to help Mom get revenge on that fucking bastard."

Interesting choice of words, I thought.

"Why don't you work for our family this summer? We have a lot of projects going on and we could really use the help."

He glanced at my face, then my breasts. "Doing what?"

"You would be assisting us with our collections and recovery business. There are hundreds of people in south Florida who own yachts and other expensive toys who are behind on their payments."