Taken In The Night: Bred in Darkness Episode One by Victoria Knight

 

    Bred in Darkness Episode One: Taken in the Night

    The frat boy pushed up against her, thrusting into her with vehemence.  Suddenly, without any warning at all, she felt his cock grow huge inside of her and he shouted “Oh Fuck!  I’m coming!  I’m coming.”  Jesus, already?   Vera sighed even as she moved her hips over him.  What was that, two and a half fucking minutes?  She climbed off of him, and the guy actually looked smug like he’d performed some perfect oratorio on her pussy.  She shook her head and stepped naked out of the room and back to the frat party.

    A few weeks ago, Vera had her life planned perfectly.  She studied for hours, days on end.  Her grades, her internships, and her extra-curricular works had developed a pre-degree resume that would put her on track to challenge Donald Trump’s net worth in only a few years.  Something had happened to her, though.  For a week, she had to motivate herself to study by promising herself pick-up sex when she finished.  For the last week, she hadn’t bothered to make the deal but just left her books behind, fueled by an absolute need to fuck, not to make love, to fuck.

    Three jocks stood in the hallway drinking beer from plastic cups.  She pointed at the one she liked best and said, “Come in here and fuck me.”  The boy’s eyes grew wide, and he almost tripped as he rushed to her.  She took him by the hand, walked him into the room and told the boy who still lay on the bed to get out.  To the newcomer, she said, “Take your clothes off.”  He obeyed.  Of course he obeyed.  Vera was tall and slender and had jet black hair that hung in waves all the way down to her ass.  Her ass was perfect, heart shaped and tight.  Her breasts were large and natural, and her pussy was bright pink, with small lips that looked like the long petals of an orchid.

    She’d worked hard on her body with long hours of early morning jogs, long hours of hair brushing, and long hours of moisturizers, exfoliates, and resistance exercises.  She worked on her body the way she worked on everything in her life.  From an early age, she knew she was smarter and better than everyone around her.  She also knew, though, that she would have to work twice as hard as the men in school and eventually the office to be treated equally.  She rarely used the power she had over men as she was right now, but the frat party was at a campus eighty miles from her own law school, and she figured it was worth it.

    The frat boy was naked now, and she pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him.  She realized as he pushed inside of her that she’d forgotten to put a condom on him, but she figured she’d get herself off and then finish him with her mouth anyway.  She moved on top of him and felt her frustration ebbing.  She needed this.  She’d spent long hours studying and working on midterm projects.  The boy wasn’t bad.  He reached up with his hands and teased her nipples with his fingertips.  She could feel the stress disappearing.  As soon as she left the party she was heading to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, and the idea of being relaxed for the six hour drive had led to the stop at the party.  The boy pinched a nipple, and she squirmed.  She felt it close in on her, and then she was coming, feeling the orgasm break over her in waves.

    As she fucked him, she realized he’d probably never had a woman take control of him like that.  She didn’t mind, though, and loved when she was in control.  As she felt her orgasm subsiding, she moved off of him and attacked his cock with her mouth.  She was satisfied now, and she just wanted to finish so she could leave.  She moved deeply, pushed her mouth down and felt him pushing against the back of her mouth.  She forced herself to move deeper and felt his cock pushing into her throat.  She reached up and caressed his balls, sucking rhythmically.   Again, with no warning, a frat boy came inside of her.  She