EROTIC FICTION

Exciting Darkness

Opening her eyes in the dark, she realized they were already open

A loud bang jerked her body to a state of hyper-awareness.

Everything was silent. In the dark, she listened while her heart pounded in her chest, waiting for anything to clarify what she had heard.

Only silence met her ears.

Yuka opened her eyes, only to realize they were already open.

Why was it so dark?

Her heart missed a beat, then jumped to her throat. Panic stiffened her body.

What happened to the light? She turned her head towards the window, but no light from the street met her eyes.

It was when she sat up that she heard a faint shuffling. Stupidly, she turned her head to see where it came from, but blackness met her eyes.

A sound approached her from behind, and before she could move away or scream, a hand covered her mouth.

“Shhttt,” a voice whispered next to her ear, “this will be fun for both of us.”

Yuka struggled to escape the strong arms holding her tightly pressed against a solid chest. In the back of her mind something had clicked when the words entered her ears, but her brain couldn’t make chocolate of it.

A hand covered her breast, squeezed, then traveled towards her legs, finding the edge of her nightie and dipping under it.

Now it wasn’t only fear making her heart race at an impossible pace. Her brain had not yet processed those words, but her body seemed to have.

Yuka fought the arm holding her once more, but her attempt lacked the conviction it had earlier.

“Relax, Yuka. I know you want this,” the man whispered again, dragging each word out to his maximum.

Then it clicked.

Janusz!

She fought his hold again, much harder now. When his arm didn’t budge, she bit the hand covering her mouth.

“Fuck! Yuka, what the h…?”

Before he could finish his outcry, Yuka had escaped his hold, turned around and jumped on him, pushing him down on the bed. Her mouth locked onto his; her hands fumbling with his pants.

She closed her hand around his half-erection, rubbed up and down, and then gently squeezed his balls. The soft touch didn’t reflect the passion racing through her.

Yuka broke off the kiss, sat up, roughly pulled her nighty over her head and fell back on Janusz’s chest again, her mouth once more finding his.

He ran his hands down her back and over her buttocks. Not able to reach where he wanted, he slipped one hand between them and a finger between her wet folds.

Yuka moaned into his mouth, pushing her hips forward to feel all of his fingers. Wanting more, she pulled him with her when she rolled over on her back.

He resisted, but held his hand between her legs.

“You’re like a bitch in heat, krotki.”

A loud moan escaped Yuka hearing his love-name for her. Bucking her crotch against his finger, her body begged him for release.

“Yes, that’s it. Show me how much you want it. Get yourself off.”

Her hand moved to her crotch, but he roughly removed it, and his finger returned.

“Use my finger,” he said. “Only my finger.”

He held his rigid finger still against her clit.

For a few moments, Yuka processed his words, trying to understand what he wanted. Then she moved her hips, and a delicious thrill run through her body when the tender button between her legs slid against his digits.

In a frenzy, she ground herself against his finger until a delicious release rushed through her body.

She lay back, panting.

“Again,” Janusz said.

How she wished she could see his face. The tone in his voice was a mixture of lust and smugness.

His mouth closed over a hard nipple while she worked her body towards another orgasm. The moment her moans filled the room, he bit down on her nipple, enhancing the intensity of her climax.

Three times more, he demanded of her to work for her orgasm. By then she had her hand in his pants again, holding his rigid cock with an intense longing for it being inside her.

And soon it was, with a force she hadn’t seen coming.

They lay spent in each other’s arms afterwards.

“I didn’t expect you home so soon,” Yuka said once she had caught her breath.

“Work ended sooner than planned,” he said, and told her about the construction site he had been on.

Yuka heard only half of it, as sleep crept up on her, but then she jerked awake and looked up at him, even though she still couldn’t see his face.

“Why is it so dark?” she asked. “How have you managed that?”

“I haven’t, krotki,” he laughed. “There’s a power outage in our suburb. I remembered your fantasy, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity.”

“You scared me to death at first,” Yuka laughed with him.

Just before sleep finally overtook her, she remembered the words she had spoken when she had shared her fantasy: this will be fun for both of us.

And it was.

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