FRK "Lemonade"- A fantasy

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  1. Cherryfire

    Cherryfire "If we believe obsurdities, we shall commit atroci

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    *Written for a really fucking cool cat..Im glad you liked it.*

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    “Lemonade” -09/01/04


    9:42 am and Mia was already awake. She lay in bed for a moment, trying to decide whether to roll back to sleep again but by the anxious feeling in her stomach, she knew it would be unsuccessful. Sliding the white hotel sheet and comforter off her body, she stepped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Gazing in the mirror at herself, she slowly brushed her long blonde hair. Her pale skin was a nice contrast to the rich reds and copper of the bathroom and her blue eyes seemed dark in reflection as she daydreamed for a moment about what the day might find her doing. A slow grin crept across her face as she put down the brush and reached into her handbag. Pulling out a green lipstick case, she opened it and began slowly applying the dark red contents to her full, pouty lips. Stepping back to admire her work, she smiled, her lips now a sinful red color, sharp against her milky skin. Her eyes darkened a bit as she stood there quietly, the smile fading…before she took three fingers and smeared the color across her face dramatically. She stood staring at her face in satisfaction for a moment, then wiped the result off with a tissue and drew a fragrant, hot bath.

    Slipping into the steamy water, Mia gasped quietly as her body adjusted to the temperature. Soon her body was enveloped in a cocoon of warmth and a sigh escaped her lips as she rested her head on the back of the tub, her legs reclining lazily in the water. She closed her eyes and began a fantasy about two people meeting for the first time. It was the same fantasy as every other time, with the same two people. The scenarios changed a bit..the place, the time..but the first words were always the same. “Hello, Mia.” She smiled and giggled as her stomach flipped in recognition of those words and her hands ran up her face into her hair, gripping it tightly for a second then releasing it before letting her body drift underwater into silence.

    After she had dried off, she hurriedly opened her suitcase to find an outfit appropriate for the day. It would be a noon meeting - over lunch. She wanted to look sexy, but not too obvious. She chose a red halter dress with small white flowers on it. It was soft, light and had that perfect mix of sexy and innocent that she always considered when buying her clothes. Slipping on some tall red heels, she knew that whatever innocence the dress might present, the heels would correct. Her hair she let fall freely, naturally light waves creating a soft look. She paused for only a moment over her panties, before remembering his strict instruction and blushing. Today she would not wear panties, she remembered. Her fingers trailed slightly over the soft material before putting them back in her case and locking it. Walking into the bathroom, she sat at the vanity and began applying makeup. It was an interesting process as she normally went without, relying on a little bit of mascara and lip gloss given her choice. But today would be different. She lined her eyes darkly and slid on her eye shadow and mascara. Her eyes transformed from small and innocent to dark and dramatic. Glancing at the clock she realized she had been wasting time away and her heart beat hard in her chest as she realized she only had 15 minutes to go until she had to be there, ready for him. She shakily pulled out the same lipstick case and opened it slowly. Carefully and smoothly she re applied the dark red lipstick she had practiced with earlier that morning. When she was done, she looked back at her reflection, pleased. She stood up, smoothed her skirt and got walked to the door. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and walked down the long hotel hallway into the lobby and out to the street.

    They were to meet at a café down the block at noon. It was 11:50. She hurried her step. Reaching the front desk, she requested to sit outside, in the corner facing the street. She sat for a moment, not sure what to do and glanced again at her watch. 11:56.
    “Can I get you anything to drink, Ma’am?”
    She looked up quickly, her heart pounding. “What?”
    “…to drink? Can I get you something to drink while you wait?”
    “Oh..yes. Lemonade, please? With lemon?” she replied, firming her voice again.

    She was so tense! She scolded herself inwardly. “ Jesus, Mia. Stop being so damned nervous..”

    The waiter arrived with her drink, and she sat quietly sipping it, noticing the dark red stain her lips left on the thin white straw and smiling for a moment.
    She glanced at her watch again. 11:59. Okay, this was it. He should be here any moment. And it was then that the first moment of doubt occurred to her. Why was she doing this? What if she was disappointed? What if he was? Oh god, I forgot to wear perfume! Do I have time to run to the hotel?! “
    She scarcely had time to answer herself as a quiet voice interrupted her thoughts.
    “Hello, Mia.”
    Her heart stopped for a moment and she felt her breath catch in her throat. Her eyes darted to her watch before glancing up at him. 12:00 exactly. She knew she shouldn’t have been surprised. She raised her eyes to him, bit her bottom lip shyly and smiled.
    “Hi…” she said, then laughed nervously.
    He gestured to the chair in front of her and she nodded. Sitting down with a smile, Vincent sat quietly for a moment, taking her in. He laughed inwardly at her attempts to seem cool and collected. She ran her fingers through her hair and had crossed her legs, draping her arm across the table casually, as if perfectly comfortable. But he could see her heart pounding in her small neck, and noticed her breathing was sharp and quick with a few deep breaths every now and then as if to calm herself. He also noted her lips, dark red lipstick applied perfectly..and heavy. Perfect. Mia seemed to notice this attention and a blush drew across her pale cheeks, turning it a delightful strawberry color.
    “How was your flight?” he asked, not really caring. He had only asked out of pity as the silence was obviously uncomfortable for her.
    Mia was thankful for the diversion. “It was good, actually. No screaming babies, no layover..couldn’t have picked a better flight. It sure is nice here! The weather, I mean…” she was rambling, she knew it. It was a nervous habit.
    Vincent nodded. “And your hotel? Nice?”
    “Its wonderful, thanks.”

    And it was. Vincent had arranged for her to stay in a hotel across town. Located right across from the beach, she could hear the ocean crashing against the shore last night and awoke to gulls crying in the sky with the smell of sea and salt in the air. Her bed was soft and firm, its sheets like silk against her skin. It was one of the best nights sleep she’d ever had.

    “Good. “

    The conversation continued in the same manner throughout lunch. It was light, comfortable and relaxed. Mia felt more and more at ease as they talked, taking note of his smile, the way he laughed and his perfectly manicured nails. She looked down at her own nails and smiled to herself, wondering if he had noticed the French tips she had put on her own hands only days before in anticipation of this day. She tapped them slightly on the table. He didn’t appear to notice.

    “ You ready?” he said, extending his hand to her, helping her rise.
    “Sure. Where are we going? “ she asked, grabbing her purse.
    “Lets go for a drive.”


    She stepped inside his car, smiling as he shut the door for her and got in on his side. This day had really been a surprise so far. She had painted a different picture of him, imagined him …well, not so genteel and polite. The rumble of his car as it started forward made her excited and she sighed to herself, looking out the window at the bay going by. His car smelled clean and the interior shined as if perfectly new. She had expected no less. They talked as they drove, laughing and smiling at eachother. She felt incredibly comfortable and started poking jokes at him, teasing him a bit , testing him. He didn’t appear bothered, just smiled and kept driving. He stopped at a marina and they got out. “Want to come see the boat?”
    She clapped her hands excitedly and said, “Yes! “, laughing and grabbing his hand. He laughed with her and let her run ahead of him, watching her. Her hair flipped in the air and her skirt slid up her bare legs as she ran toward the dock. He imagined what a handful of that hair would feel like wrapped around his hand and how hard he would have to pull to turn that giggly laugh into a gasp of pain. Half smiling he followed her up and led her to the boat. “Here it is.”
    “This one? “ she said, surprised. “Wow..its so big! Oh my god, Vincent!” She hurriedly climbed on, and he winced and turned his head to the side as she used his newly polished seat as a step stool. “Watch it..” he muttered but she didn’t hear. He watched her giggle and jump behind the drivers seat and grasp the steering wheel excitedly. “God! This is yours?” she asked in disbelief. She was incredibly turned on by it for some reason. She could feel her nostrils flaring slightly, a dead giveaway to her excitement. Her heart beat harder in her chest and she breathed deep to calm it down, blushing. Vincent of course noticed this and smiled to himself. God she was easy.

    “Come see the cabin..” he said. “Its really roomy.”
    She obliged, walking in slowly, taking in the walls, and what little decorating he had done. There was a picture tacked to the wall of him and an older gentleman. “Your dad?” she guessed, turning around.
    “Yes..” he answered slowly, shutting the door.
    She stood facing him for a moment but looking at the floor as if a thought had occurred to her, then looked up at him and started to speak, “Vincent..”

    “Shut the fuck up.”

    The words were harsh and startled her. Her heart stopped in her throat for a moment.
    “What?” she managed, confused.

    SLAP!

    The blow came quickly across her face, causing her to fall back onto her ass. Vincent jerked her back up by her hand and pulled her close to him, his other hand squeezing her jaw tightly, causing her lips to pucker embarrassingly. “I said to shut up. What part of that didn’t you understand, Mia?”
    Her eyes were wide and he could feel her heart pounding hard against him. Tears had begun to form in her eyes and her face was bright red, a mixture of fear and confusion painted on it.
    “Are you going to talk again?”
    “Mrnm”, she said between pursed lips

    He squeezed her lips harder, causing her to gasp and making the tears fall heavily now. “Mia..I said no talking..Its really very simple. Now , are you going to talk again? Think Mia..think before you say anything..”

    She shook her head slowly, her carefully applied mascara running down her face in a black smear, the smell of his hand hot in her nose and her lips aching to be let loose.
    “Atta girl…” he said, smiling before letting go of her jaw and watching her crumple to the floor.

    Mia was horrified. What happened to the guy she met at the café? It had only been an hour since she was staring out the window of that car, laughing with him and enjoying a scenic drive along the bay. And now she was here, locked in the cabin of a boat with a man standing quietly in the corner, watching her, that crooked grin still on his face.

    “Come here, Mia.” He said, and as the words left his lips, her stomach dropped. A worse thought occurred to her. How stupid could she have been to not tell anyone where she was going? If he…if she came up missing..no one would ever know for days. And with a million miles of ocean around them, she was easily disposed of.

    “Mia.” He said, his voice sharper. “I said, Come here.”

    She slowly rose to her feet, and walked over, tears streaming down her face. She opened her mouth to talk then quickly shut it, her jaw aching in remembrance of her earlier lesson. She stood in front of him , her eyes at his feet.
    He laughed quietly, touching her face, “Im not going to hurt you..just behave.”

    She relaxed a little, her breathing slowing slightly. She smiled slightly and gave a relieved sigh.

    “Now take off your clothes.”

    She laughed and looked up at him grinning.

    “Im not kidding, Mia..take them off.” He said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
    “ Vin…” she started then stopped abruptly, noting his raising of an eyebrow at her and the cock of his head as she spoke.
    She stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do. A slow anger filled her chest. Fuck him.

    She untied her halter, glaring at him and unzipped the back. Pausing for a moment, she watched him eye her, his eyes void and dark, no expression on his face at all. He seemed bored, in fact! She dropped the dress to the floor, realizing that she had forgone the panties earlier that day…for him! She regretted it. She now stood naked, except for her red high heels. She began to kick them off when he stopped her.

    “No..leave those on, slut.”

    Her eyes flashed dark with anger at him. She wanted to scream at him, tell him to fuck off and grab her clothes and go..but the sting on her cheek and the ache in her mouth made her stop. And it was humiliating. She stood there in front of him, hands at her side, her heart beating harder in hate and ready to fight. Every pore in her body tingled with adrenaline.

    “Raise your arms and spread your legs.”

    She did so without word and watched as he walked toward her, a thoughtful, inquisitive look on his face.
    Vincent circled her slowly, reaching out and touching whatever interested him. Her jaw, her stomach, her hair..before stopping in front of her and smiling. “Very nice, Mia. You’ve taken care of yourself.” Without taking his eyes off her he reached down and touched her pussy, pushing one finger inside her roughly, causing her to gasp, then pulling back out again and dragging his now warm finger back up and across her stomach. Her body tightened and her eyes closed. God he was an asshole.

    “Oh, okay, “ he said laughing, “keep them closed then.”

    She felt his hand slide up her back slowly, making her skin erupt into tiny goosebumps. She shivered as his hand reached the back of her neck, sliding up her hair slowly. Fuck..it felt really good. She relaxed slightly, against her will. He opened and closed his hands against her scalp, making her shudder and tingle. Her mouth opened slightly. Vincent had time to look down and see this, her darkly painted mouth open provocatively. He smiled to himself for a moment, then his face grew harsher as his hand closed around a chunk of her hair and yanked her back into him. Mia gasped loudly, this time a mixture of fear and arousal. The roughness in which he grabbed her was more than her body could stand and soon it began to react as his first words began. “I don’t know why you act so surprised. You knew who I was when you begged to meet me. Did you think I was really that sweet little boy you saw at the café? And in the car? “, he said against her cheek “Are you really that dumb a bitch? Come on, Mia..you and I both know why youre here.”
    Another gasp escaped her lips, her breathing now quick and erratic, her body long ago forgetting her will. Her head ached and her neck strained against the tension. Her eyes were blinded with newfound lust and the everpresent fear.
    His hand still firmly wrapped around her hair, he walked her toward a table in the small room, her legs struggling clumbsily to keep up. Pushing her over it, her let go of her hair and instead, grabbed her small wrists and pinned her arms high above her head.
    “Stay.”, he ordered.
    She obeyed, the smell of the hard wood table thick in her nose, almost gagging her. She was a mix of emotions. Fear, excitement, lust, anger, humiliation, impatience. He was right. She had wanted this. She just underestimated him greatly. She could hear a clinking sound that she recognized as a belt buckle and for a brief second, wondered if it was the belt she had helped him pick out online one day when they were both bored. She barely had time to complete the thought before it was answered. The first slap against her bare ass propelled her forward onto the table harshly, rubbing her bare breasts painfully against it. She cried out both out of surprise and pain. The belt closed down on her other cheek, instantly reddening it and making her instinctively move to cover herself from any more blows.
    “Mia..put your arms back on the table.” he ordered quietly, taunting her
    She shakily moved them back up, gritting her teeth in expectation of the next blow. It came harder than she expected and her mouth quivered, a tear squeezing out of her now swollen eyes. The blows to follow would cause her to start crying in spite of herself, drool falling on the table along with her tears. She wept quietly, wincing and gasping as each slap of the belt cut into her fragile white skin, leaving an angry red slash across her backside and along the back of her legs. She obediently kept her arms high above her head and he noticed this, pleased.
    Her cheek was flat on the table, her eyes dazed and red from crying, her body weakened and knees shaking when his brutal attack ceased. She heaved a shuddering sigh as she was lifted from the table gently, still hiccupping from her tears. Without a word, he leaned in and kissed her swollen mouth. The lipstick she had labored over that morning was smeared across her mouth and along her cheek. An imprint of her bottom lip was pressed against her chin. She opened her mouth to him, shaking and falling into his arms. He held her weakened body against him, her frailty and complete surrender to him arousing him despite his best attempts to keep control. Her tongue was salty with tears and her mouth was soft. He pressed his lips into her harder, his tongue invading her mouth further, hearing her moan at the sudden intensity and felt her push her hips against him and close her hand around his shirt. He lifted her up by her ass and planted her down on the table. Unbuckling his pants, he slid them down and watched as her eyes widened in anticipation and desire. He pulled his already hardened dick out of his boxers and leaned into her, her body already reclining back, ready for him. She scooted forward and pressed her now wet pussy insistently against the head of his dick, moaning. It was more than he could stand and he quickly wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled himself deep into her, causing her to cry out in a mixture of pain and intense pleasure. He was too big for her, he knew this. But he continued his assault of her cunt anyway, pushing himself deeper and fucking her harder. Her head rolled back and she arched her shoulders toward the ceiling, yelping with every thrust but begging him not to stop. “Please! Don’t ! St-ooo-ppp! “ she managed out. He reached up and closed his hand around her mouth. “Shut up, you fucking slut.” This seemed to incense her as she howled and bucked against him. “Fucking use me!” she cried. He slapped her hard across the face. This time, she didn’t cry. She didn’t get angry. She moaned loudly and cursed between her teeth. Her face was twisted in agony and intense pleasure..it was an angry look, her jaw slack and her eyebrows furrowed. Her eyes seemed absent of anything, staring wildly at nothing. Her body bounced on the table with the force of his fucking. Stopping for a moment, he flipped her limp body over and entered her from behind. Immediately her exhausted, beaten body erupted with new energy, crying out loudly and backing up to meet his every thrust. She was fucking him back and her fervor surprised him. What a fucking slut. In seconds she was screaming out in orgasm, her body tightening and her hands gripping the other side of the table tightly. He could feel her clench against him inside and the feeling of it almost made him lose control with her. He slowed his movements and allowed her to recover. Slipping out of her, he ordered her to her knees. She lowered herself onto shaky knees and found herself eyelevel with his dick, now completely covered with her cum. Without any hesitation, she moaned and rushed forward, taking his dick into her mouth immediately. He groaned and gasped in surprise, the intensity of the feeling almost overtaking him. She placed one hand under his hardened balls and closed it gently, holding them. The other she secured behind his firm ass and used it to pull him into her mouth. Groaning, she sucked hard, twisting her mouth in small spiral movements as she went up and down his dick. She pulled his shaft deeper into her mouth until a small gag was elicited. She fought it back and pushed him further, until she was almost able to take him all in. This seemed to make her proud as she fucked his dick with her mouth harder, whimpering and moaning excitedly, her tongue firm against his dick as she moved it up and down quickly. Her other hand released its hold on his ass and closed around his dick, her mouth still planted firmly around it, and mimicked the spiral movement her mouth was already making. Vincent groaned loudly, biting his lip, his erratic breathing increasing before pushing her back quickly and standing over her, stroking his dick quickly for a moment before spraying his cum all over her face. Mia gasped and opened her mouth, catching some of it and licking her cum saturated lips. Her glasses were sticky and thickly covered. He had planned it that way. Smiling and breathing hard, he shakily stepped away from her, taking a moment to look at the picture he had created. There lay a completely naked girl, her hair a mess of tangles, her lipstick smeared roughly across her face, her bare ass bruised and pink. A shower of cum was along her neck, face and hair. And her glasses? Well, those would need to be replaced. She was a picture of submissive beauty. She was still on her knees, palms flat on the floor, struggling to catch her breath and looking up at him expectantly, as if to ask, “Did I do good?”

    Vincent pulled himself back into his pants, buttoned them and slid his belt back in, his back to her. Walking toward the door, he said to her, “Clean up this mess, “ and walked out, shutting the door behind him.
     
  2. cjj92yj

    cjj92yj Guest

    Ummm, yeah. I won't be going anywhere soon! lol
     
  3. MsBehavin

    MsBehavin New Member

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    wow..good stuff :)
     
  4. affende

    affende Guest

    holy fucking shit.....that was amazing.......best erotica i have ever read!


    Damn!.....staying under my desk for a few more minutes....
     
  5. Cherryfire

    Cherryfire "If we believe obsurdities, we shall commit atroci

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    Thanks! I'd been working on it for a little while, and didnt want to rush through it just to meet the FS contest's deadline. I tried to make it as realistic to me as possible and to make sure what Mia did is as close to my own reactions in her situation as I could. :) Totally glad you guys like it.
     
  6. pEgU

    pEgU OT Supporter

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    Thanks Cherryfire. Now I'm trapped under the desk. Judging by the density of this wood...I'm gonna be here awhile.
     
  7. Buckaroo Banzai2

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    Very nice

    thanks so much for sharing it with us
     
  8. Cherryfire

    Cherryfire "If we believe obsurdities, we shall commit atroci

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    Thank you! Thank you very much! :kiss:
     
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    Ffej207 University of South Florida... in West Central Flo

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    4 :bigthumb:'s out of 4.

    Very well written!

    -lurker
     
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    WOW.... :bigthumb: very erotic.... excuse me while I go take care of some things :wiggle:
     
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    I know a female who really likes Lemonade--
     
  12. AresFD3S

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    As a long time lurker, and having never posted here in FS. Let this be my first post.

    Cherryfire, that was absoluetely amazing. Very, very well written, and out of all the times I thought of posting I didn't, not even in the lurker thread.

    Excellent erotica. :bigthumb:
     
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    OMG my penis is hard
     
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    :rofl:
     
  15. SLKWrx

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    Bravo.. very good story structure. Painted a picture with great skill, thank you for sharing
     
  16. wildrider

    wildrider OT Supporter

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    Whoa..nice read. Enjoyed it.
     
  17. affende

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    well worth the wait :big grin:

    I agree with an earlier post....twas written very well!


    you too! :rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl::rofl:
     
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    you rock! that was great, now waiting for part 2
     
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    Acesn8s The Deadman's Hand

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    Very well written.

    . . . You know Mia and Vincent share some characteristics with certain people I'm familiar with, hmmm.
     
  20. Cherryfire

    Cherryfire "If we believe obsurdities, we shall commit atroci

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    ;)
     
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    Acesn8s The Deadman's Hand

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    :rofl: you two fuckers don't even have the decency to look ashamed! :fawk: :rofl:
     
  22. Cherryfire

    Cherryfire "If we believe obsurdities, we shall commit atroci

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    :rofl: @ the turn this thread has taken...Shhhhh! Back to the story! lol
     
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    please tell us there is gonna be a part 2 :x:
     
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    12xalt petrolsexual

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    bumping this for others since I finally got around to reading it

    thanks, excellent story

    :kiss:
     
  25. Cherryfire

    Cherryfire "If we believe obsurdities, we shall commit atroci

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    Coming from you, awesome compliment. Im so glad you enjoyed it. :wavey:
     

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