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Alice is fine with crushing on the sexy librarian from afar...until she isn't. Alice throws herself at him, only to find out that Damien is more than meets the eye. He enthralls her, tormenting her with her own desires. She surrenders to not only him, but strangers in public places, powerful hands holding her down as her innocence goes up in the smoke of ecstasy.~~~~~ Excerpt ~~~~~"You liked it, didn't you?" he asked. His expression was a mixture of amusement and pleasure."You're insane!" I exclaimed. Every practical part of my mind screamed for me to leave, but my legs felt like they were made of lead. I couldn't get up no matter how hard I thought it."Did you like it, Alice?" he asked again, adamant on getting an answer I wasn't ready to give him."This is not okay!" I said. I was still trying to get up to no success. I looked around to make sure we weren't still being watched. We were. There were people around us who had their eyes glued to us. The table next to ours housed a group of university students and a few table downs was a couple who raised their glasses to me when they saw that they had my attention.My face was burning with embarrassment.Ignoring my horror and humiliation, he raised his hand to get the attention of the waiter. "They like what they saw, Alice," he said.I hastened to make sure I was properly dressed before the waiter arrived. It was no use. I jumped when the waiter lowered two brimming glasses of beer on our table."Compliments of the table there," the waiter said, staring at me with a knowing look that sent a shiver down my spine. He'd seen me too. Had everyone seen me? I turned away from him in shame."Did you enjoy the show, Jonathan?" Damien asked."Of course, Sir," he said."Tell Alice here what you thought of her.""She has a beautiful body," he said without missing a beat. I wondered how the hair on my head hadn't caught on fire yet."You see, Alice. There's no need to be embarrassed," Damien turned to me and said, his tone so calm that I couldn't help but wonder if I was overreacting. Everyone else seemed to be taking it all in stride. Was this normal? Had I been so isolated from society, working in my little cafe in the middle of nowhere, that I couldn't tell what normal was anymore?Wait. No. Normal was a nice dinner date and maybe kissing at the apartment door afterwards. Normal is mindless chitchat and mundane conversations about what we did for a living. This was far from normal.I didn't know him enough to let him do all the things he had done to me! I made up my mind to walk away. I'd misunderstood him. He wasn't the kind gentleman I thought he was.I stood up with the full intention to walk straight towards the exit. "Maybe you've misunderstood, Damien. I'm not-""Thank the men for the beers, Alice," he interrupted."What?" My mind was a whirlpool of confusion. My thoughts were jumbled and I couldn't quite grasp at a sense of normalcy for long enough to decide if I should head to the exit or towards the men to thank them for their generosity."Who sent the beers?" he asked Jonathan.The waiter gestured to a table on my right, where two burly men were still looking at us."Go ahead," Damien urged.
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(Public Humiliation, Exhibitionism, MFM)
Copyright 2017 Daisy Rose
This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. No part in this book may be reproduced, transmitted, stored, or distributed without permission of the author or publisher.
This is a standalone short story featuring an alpha male dominating an innocent young woman for the first time in public.
It also contains scenes including voyeuristic humiliation, public humiliation and groping by strangers, MFM, and lots of other steamy scenes.
Chapters with 18+ scenes are indicated with an asterisk (*).
"Would you like more coffee?"
Jessica turned to me with a bright smile and a quick, "Yes, please!" She returned to typing furiously on her laptop immediately after. She said she was an aspiring writer, but hadn't gotten any of her books published yet. She wanted to do things the old-fashioned way, whatever that meant.
I refilled her empty coffee cup with steaming hot caffeine and retreated back behind the counter to wipe down the already shining tabletop.
The cafe was in the middle of nowhere and the only customers we got were regulars who enjoyed the peace and quiet they couldn't quite get at other cafes. The peace and quiet was welcomed, but it was sometimes too much peace. I wish the cafe had more customers.
I patted away imaginary creases on my white top and made sure my blazer was buttoned properly. My brown cargo pants were too comfortable to look good, but it didn't really matter since the boss only ever visited once a month and he didn't care what I wore as long as I had the blazer with the name of the cafe embossed on it.
The first few months at the cafe, I wore makeup and fancy dresses and skirts to look good. After a few weeks of realizing nobody paid any attention to what I was wearing, I started dressing for comfort instead of aesthetics.
I was making a fresh pot of coffee when Jessica said something.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" I asked, turning around to face her. She was a beautiful young woman. Unlike me, she continued to dress up before coming for her daily dose of coffee. The table by the counter might as well had her name on it. She came every day except weekends in order to get her caffeine fix and work on her novel.
Today, she was wearing a blue sleeveless dress that she had managed to buy from a shop down the street during lunch. She had been wearing a t-shirt and shorts just that morning. I saw the dress on the window display just a few days ago. It was a hundred and twenty bucks, which was exactly twenty dollars more than I had in my account.
She turned away from her laptop and gave me an inquiring glance, as if she had forgotten her own question already. She wore a full face of makeup, which added a few years to her twenty-three years of age.
"I asked if you've managed to get the manager to get WiFi installed in here," she asked.
"Oh yeah, I asked him about that," I lied. "He says it's not going to happen." I looked around the empty cafe and then back to her, hoping she'd understand. The cafe wasn't earning enough money to be spending more. I was being paid peanuts, but the job came with free food (as long as I used ingredients in the kitchen) and lodgings, lodgings. She sometimes took advantage the apartment upstairs as well.
"Pity," she said and returned to her work and allowing me to return to my own thoughts.
When I was certain she had her attention back to her laptop, I peeked at her. She didn't know she had roused me from my sleep yesterday night.
She asked if she could spend the night after a late night party and I told her to let herself in. She had stayed over enough times that she had her own keys. I was fast asleep by the time she got there, but was woken up some time in the night. There was only one bed in my apartment so I set up some blankets and pillows beside my bed for her to sleep.
I shuddered as I recalled what had woke me up in the middle of the night...
My eyes opened reluctantly and I tried to bury my head back into the clouds. I was having one of those peaceful dreams about flying that I wished I could go back to. I closed my eyes to coax myself back to sleep. The bed and pillows were at their optimal temperatures and the dream was fresh enough that I could just dive right back in if-
My eyes shot open at the unfamiliar noise in my room. For a moment, I panicked, thinking I had an intruder in my room, but the memory of allowing Jessica to stay the night returned to me in a calming haze.
I adjusted myself and turned to the source of the sound almost unconsciously. I wondered what kind of dream she was been having to make that kind of noise. Sleep lingered close and my eyes drifted close.
The sound jolted me back up. My eyes cracked open and in the darkness, I started seeing what it was that woke me up.
Jessica wasn't alone. Her pale skin shimmered with sweat in the dim light and I realized with a jolt that she was completely naked, as was the man behind her.
She was on all fours on the floor and a man was behind her. His hands were on her breasts, too big to be hidden by even his large palms. Her ample breasts hung heavily, nipples almost touching the ground. I spied her pebbled nipples between his fingers as he kneaded the soft flesh in both hands.
His skin was a start contrast to hers, a dark ebony tone that disappeared in the night.
The way he moved in and out of her made my insides clenched with an uncomfortable need. He pinched her nipples and pulled hard, pulling at her breasts to make little keening noises come from her lips.
His hands moved from her breasts to her waist, pulling her deeper into him forcefully. I could see his thick black cock plunging in and out of her pink pussy lips. The sound of their bodies coming together was wet and loud. It made me wonder how I managed to sleep through the sound in the first place.
Were they trying to wake me up? The thought sent a spasm through my core. The floorboards creaked and I was instantly grateful that the only thing downstairs was the cafe. At least no one would make the mistake that it was coming from me. God knows I needed sex.
Jessica's lover slapped her bottom as he plunged into her, moving in and out with a steady rhythm that I couldn't look away from. I had never watched porn and here I was, voyeuristically watching my temporary roommate getting her pussy pounded by a guy he probably just picked up from the bar.
"You like that?" he growled as he smacked her ass. His voice was a deep groan, husky with sex and arousal. I held in a shudder and bit my bottom lip.
He was eye-level to me, his sweat-stained cheeks only a few meet from my face. It was almost a miracle that he couldn't see that I was awake, but he was too engrossed in his own pleasure to pay any attention to me.
He pulled out, plunged in, then smacked her ass. It wobbled slightly and left red marks over her skin.
"You like that, bitch?!" he asked.
I flinched a little at his choice of words, but my pussy throbbed in response. I squeezed my thighs together uncomfortable, feeling a scorching wetness between my aching thighs as I did. An uncomfortable need bubbled from my stomach.
I wanted nothing more than to reach out and brush the hair away from his eyes.
"Answer me, whore!" he growled. I was stunned by how rude he was being. I've heard some guys liked to talk dirty during sex, but to hear it first hand was a different matter altogether.
"Yes!" Jessica gasped. "Yess! Oh god!"
His teeth shone in the dim light as he grinned and stopped spanking her. His hands went back to her breasts to massage the soft mounds as he continued to plunge into her.
Jessica collapsed onto the ground, her cheeks kissing the pillow as her hands gave out. She trembled and spasmed, little keening noises coming from her lips as the stranger in my room pulled and tweaked her pebbled nipples.
"Oh! Ah... Don- Don't wake up Alice," she whispered through her moans.
I shut my eyes in panic, worried that he would turn to me to make sure I was asleep. They were being so loud, it was impossible that I would be asleep.
The man surprised me by saying, "She's never woken up before."
They'd done this before?! And I had slept through it!
"And if she wakes up, she can join us," he said, slamming so hard inside Jessica that I could hear the loud smack of their bodies coming together. She let out a shrill scream, as if he had touched a part inside her that made her lose control.
"Yes! Oh yes!" she screamed. I felt my coil tightening at the thought of her wanting me to join them. A part of me wanted exactly that. It was an insane thought that I pushed the back of my head. My pussy pulsed with the need to be touched.
Neither of them paid me the slightest attention even when I had my eyes open. I watched as he pulled out of her and then twisted her around so that she was facing him. He spread her legs as wide as they would go, her left leg hitting my bed with how wide he was stretching her.
"I wanted to do this to you all night," he growled, massaging her breasts, pressing it between his strong fingers. He closed his fingers on her breasts until he had her nipples and then pulled straight up.
"Ohh! Fuck me, Dom!" she begged. "Put that dick inside me!"
He grinned, but continued to tease her, rubbing his cock over her slit without putting it inside her.
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