Sunday, November 15, 2009

ANGER MANAGEMENT....

"...ANGRY?...ANGER IS NOT A STRONG ENOUGH EMOTION" HE THOUGHT. AT THIS POINT HE WAS WELL BEYOND ANGER...AND INTO A FULL BLOWN SIMMER. THE EDGE OF THE BED COULD HAVE JUST AS WELL BEEN A STOVE. HE WAS HOT. THREE DAYS WITH THE FUTURE INLAWS CAN HAVE THAT EFFECT ON A MAN. ESPECIALLY ONE AS STRONG AS VANCE. SEMI PRO FOOTBALL PLAYER, PART TIME PERSONAL TRAINER, AND FULL TIME HOT HEAD. YEAH, HE KNEW IT...AND SO DID SHE. YET, SHE MANAGED TO FIND THE SOFTER SIDE OF VANCE. NO ONE EVER CARED TO KNOW WHY VANCE WAS THE WAY HE WAS...NO ONE BUT SHE. THATS WHY VANCE WOULD KILL FOR HER. MS. WRIGHT....SARAH WRIGHT TO BE EXACT. HIS FIANCE...HIS FUTURE...AND RIGHT NOW...THE TARGET OF HIS RAGE.





VANCE SCROLLED DOWN THE LIST OF WHYS...."WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO ENDURE THREE DAYS WORTH OF BULLSHIT...WHY DID I HAVE TO GO TO CHURCH...WHY DID I HAVE TO SLEEP ALONE...WHY BITE MY TONGUE...U LIVE HERE...THEY DONT LIKE IT..TOUGH!!!! I MEAN...WE ARE GETTIN MARRIED NEXT YEAR...THEY KNOW THIS...SO WHY ALL THE FUCKIN FAKENESS?" VANCE GRABBED HIS SHOE AND THREW IT ACROSS THE ROOM INTO A WALL. "WHAT IS YOUR ISSUE VANCE?" SARAH HOLLERED FROM THE LIVING ROOM. "DONT FUCKIN WORRY ABOUT IT...U DONT LIVE HERE ANYWAY...REMEMBER." SHE TOOK A DEEP BREATH...AND LET IT SLIDE. SHE ACTUALLY FELT BAD FOR HIM. HE "PERFORMED" BRILLIANTLY. MOM AND DAD WERE IMPRESSED AND THE WEEKEND WAS A SMASHING SUCCESS IN THIER EYES. BUT NOW SHE HAD TO PAY FOR WHAT SHE FORCED HIM TO SUFFER THROUGH. ALL THESE THOUGHTS WERE CLEAR IN HER HEAD...BUT SHE JUST COULDNT BRING HERSELF TO EXPRESS GRATITUDE WHILE VANCE WAS ACTING LIKE A COMPLETE ASS. SO INSTEAD...SHE IGNORED HIM...AND WENT TO ENJOY A HOT STEAMY SHOWER.





VANCE QUICKLY FINISHED UNPACKING HIS SUITCASE..."I CANT BELIEVE THIS SHIT" HE SHOUTED..NOT SO QUIETLY...AS HE FELL BACK ON HIS BED. "IMMA CALL IT AN EARLY NIGHT MAN...I DONT EVEN FEEL LIKE EATING." HE DROPPED TO DO HIS USUAL STRESS RELEASE ROUTINE...FIFTY PUSH UPS...AND IT WAS OFF TO THE SHOWER. AS VANCE APPROACHED THE BATHROOM HE HEARD THE WATER RUNNING..."U GOTTA BE FUCKIN KIDDIN ME!!!! NO FUCKIN WAY." HE TURNED TO HEAD TO THE WALK IN SHOWER IN THE MASTER BEDROOM...THEN HE THOUGHT..."YOU KNOW WHAT...I HAVE BEEN COMPROMISED WAYYYYYYY TO MUCH LATELY...THIS IS MY FUCKIN HOUSE..AND IF I WANNA USE THE IMMERSED SHOWER..DAMMIT...IMMA USE IT! VANCE FORCEFULLY OPENED THE DOOR...DISROBED..AND SLAMMED OPEN THE SHOWER DOOR. STARTLED...SARAH TURNED AND LOOKED AT HIM IN SHOCK. "U GOT A PROBLEM WITH IT...U CAN GET THE FUCK OUT!!!" HE SHOUTED. SHE JUST SHOOK HER HEAD IN MISBELIEF AND TURNED HER BACK TO CONTINUE WASHING. PUSHING HER TO THE SIDE...VANCE TURNED THE HOT WATER UP AND AIMED A FEW JETS TOWARD THE BACK. "ASSHOLE" SHE SAID LOUD ENOUGH FOR HIM TO HEAR. "WHAT?" VANCE SHOUTED! "YOU HEARD ME ASSHOLE" SHE SHOUTED MUCH LOUDER THIS TIME..THRU A GRIN HIDDEN FROM VANCES VIEW. ALSO HIDDEN WAS THE FACT THAT HER NIPPLES BEGAN TO PERK EVER SO SLIGHTLY.






SHE LIKED THE FORCEFUL SIDE OF VANCE...WELL...AT LEAST HER KITTY DID...AND THE WATER FROM THE SHOWER WAS MASKING THE TINY POOL BREWING WITHIN. "OH..IM THE ASSHOLE...THE ASSHOLE WHO PUT UP WITH ALL THIS BULLSHIT IN THE NAME OF LOVE?...THAT ASSHOLE? THE ONE WHO KISSED ASS MORE THIS WEEKEND THAN I HAVE MY ENTIRE LIFE? THAT ASSHOLE? HUH? IS THAT THE ASSHOLE YOUR REFERING TO SARAH?" EACH OF HIS WORDS WERE LIKE LIGHT FLICKS AGAINST HER CLIT...THE ANGER WAS LIKE FLAMES LICKIN HER BODY. HER KNEES SANK IN A BIT IN AN ATTEMPT TO HOLD IT ALL TOGETHER. "BE COOL...BE COOL SARAH" SHE TOLD HERSELF. THEN SHE DID WHAT ANY SEXY, SEDUCTIVE, POWERFUL, TURNED ON WOMAN WOULD DO IN SUCH A SITUATION...SHE SLOWLY BENT OVER TO WASH HER LEGS. A PERFECT ARCH UNCOILED BEFORE VANCE...AND HE TOOK NOTE OF THE VIEW. THE LUST/ANGER COCKTAIL THAT BEGAN TO BREW INSIDE WAS NOTHING SHORT OF TOXIC. THE EMOTION WAS THICK ENOUGH TO CAUSE HIM TO BLACK OUT...HE NEEDED RELEASE....AND HE NEEDED IT FAST. SARAH..WASTING NO TIME...NOTICED THE HESITATION IN HIS VOICE...SO SHE SLIDE SLOWLY BACK UP...AND LEANED INTO VANCE. "LET ME HELP U WITH THAT" HE WHISPERED IN HER EAR...AS HE GRABBED A FIST FULL OF HAIR...VEINS BULGING..ANGER BUBBLING OVER..."YEAH...LET ME HELP U....BITCH"



..."DAMN DADDY...MAKE IT HURT SO GOODDDDD!!!!!!" SARAH CRIED OUT, GIVING IN TO HIS MIGHTY HAND. VANCE SWELLED WITH EVERY WORD...NO STRANGER TO PHYSICAL DOMINATION, HE SIMULTANEOUSLY TOSSED HIS HEAD BACK INTO THE STREAMING WATER AND PULLED HER QUIVERING BODY BACK AGAINST HIS THROBBING ERECTION. IT WAS AS IF SHE FELT HIS PULSE BEATING INSIDE HIS SHAFT AS IT SMOTHERED AGAINST HER BACK. SARAH SLID DOWN, NEVER LOSING CONTACT WITH HIS BODY....GRABBING HIS WAIST FOR STABILITY. SHE SLOWLY TURNED TO FACE HER JOY...GRIPPIN WITH SHEAR DELIGHT.




THE WATER FRAMED THEM PERFECTLY...COOLING DOWN THE LUST FROM ITS WHITE HOT TEMPERATURE. "TELL MY DICK YOUR SORRY" HE SHOUTED. SHE WASTED NO TIME FOLLOWING HIS COMMANDS. FIRST KISSING, CARESSING...THEN LICKIN EVER SO PASSIONATELY ON HIS SWOLLEN HEAD. "I LIVE FOR YOU...I WOULD NEVER HURT U DADDY" SHE SPOKE BETWEEN KISSES. HER WORDS MADE HIM BOTH WEAK AND STRONG. BUT THE INTENSITY ON HIS FACE REMAINED UNCHANGED. SARAH, NOW IN FULL BLOOM....PROPED UP TO HER FEET FOR BETTER LEVERAGE. SHE BEGAN TAKING VANCE DEEPER AND DEEPER INSIDE HER MOUTH WITH EACH STROKE. HE WAS THICKER THAN MOST...BUT THIS WAS "HER" DICK...AND SHE WAS MORE THAN COMFORTABLE WITH THE EXTRA GIRTH. SHE SUCKED HIM NICE, SLOW, AND SLOPPY. "THATS RIGHT, LET DADDY FUCK YOUR FACE!!!!!!" HE SHOUTED FROM CLENCHED TEETH AS THE WATER CASCADING FROM HIS CHEST.



VANCE COULD HOLD BACK NO LONGER...SO HE PICKED HER STRAIGHT UP OFF THE SHOWER FLOOR AND PINNED HER UP AGAINST THE ANGLE OF THE WALL. SHE SUNK DOWN ON HIS DICK AND FIT LIKE A GLOVE. HE TILTED HIS PELVIS TO CATCH THE PUSSY AT ITS DEEPEST POINT...AN ADDED BENEFIT...HIS SHAFT EVER SO SLIGHTLY GRAZED HER CLIT FROM THIS AWKWARD POSITION. THE JETS STREAMED INTO HER BACK AND HE REPEATEDLY DOVE INSIDE HER. THE EXTASY WAS SENSORY OVERLOAD. HER LONG LEGS WRAPPED HIS DEFINED WAIST AND AIDED IN HER RIDE. VANCE REACHED IN AND TEASED HER CLIT WITH THE RHYTHM OF HIS STROKE...AND SHOUTED "YOUR GONNA GUSH FOR DADDY ARENT U?" "YES DADDYYYYYYYYYYY...YES" SHE SHOUTED AS SHE BUCKED UNCONTROLLABLY. SHE GRABBED HOLD OF HIS NECK WITH ONE HAND...AND THE WALL WITH THE OTHER AS SHE FELT THAT OH SO FAMILAR QUIVER...AT TWICE THE NORMAL INTENSITY. "OHHHHH MY GODDDD DADDY........OHHHHHH" "WAIT FOR ME DAMMIT!!!!!" HE ORDERED. SHE TRIED...REALLY SHE DID...BUT IT WAS FAR TOO LATE TO REVERSE THE FLOOD. THANKFULLY...HER CONVULSIONS BROUGHT ABOUT HIS LOAD SECONDS LATER. HE DIDNT HOLLER....HE ROARED....FOR A FULL THREE SECONDS...RELEASING THE PENT UP ENERGY THAT RAGED INSIDE. SARAH HELD ON TIGHTLY, AND THEY BOTH SLID TO THE SHOWER FLOOR EYES LOCKED...BREATHING HEAVY. "IT AINT OVER...VANCE DECLARED." "IT BETTER NOT BE!" YEAH...TONITE WAS GONNA BE A LONG ONE.....THE KIND U NEVER FORGET...THE MAKE UP THAT MAKES THE BREAK UP WORTH EVERY BIT OF THE PAIN.

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