Bound to Tasha Page 5

  She called Krissy back up and let her know she'd be coming to the party next week.

  "Great! Do you have a costume, or do you want to borrow one of mine?"

  "No, I'll find something."

  Karleshia searched and searched but couldn’t find anything. She could have sworn she had a ballerina outfit. Marcus might have taken it though, he was into weird stuff like that. Sometimes he’d dress up in some of her clothing and parade around her house like an idiot.

  Eventually she found a dress in the back of her closet. She could probably pass for a ballerina or something. She sighed and tried it on. Just then, she heard a knock on her door.

  Please don’t be him.

  She opened it and sure enough, Marcus was standing there. He looked like he was in pretty bad shape. He hadn’t shaved for several days and he stunk worse than ever. He smelled like he hadn’t taken a shower in a long time. Then again, that’s how he usually smelled so she wasn’t too surprised at that.

  “Hey, Karleshia. I just wanted to come by and ask if you’d give me another chance. I really need someone in my life right now,” he mumbled, staring at her breasts.

  “Marcus, you treated me like shit. No way around it. You made me pay for everything and you really sucked in the bedroom. Figuratively speaking.”

  “How about we practice that, then? I can come by once a day or something and we can practice fucking. Maybe I’ll get better for you…”

  He’d said the wrong thing.

  “Fuck you, Marcus. All you cared about was that I had money. I may be curvy, but you’re a sack of shit. You don’t care about me. You just want to fuck. Fuck off.”

  She slammed the door in his face. He’d shook her more than she thought possible. That night she cried herself to sleep. She dreamed of being whisked away by a mysterious, sexy stranger. She dreamed of being taken and fucked by a real man, truly loved. If only dreams came true.

  When she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t even muster the energy to get out of bed and ended up not going to work. What was wrong with her? That Halloween party couldn’t come soon enough. She was determined to find a man. She couldn’t lie in bed and masturbate all day. She needed to find someone.

  Finally, Halloween arrived. Karleshia made sure her ballerina outfit wasn’t too tight. She had to redo some of the sleeves, but it wasn’t anything too noticeable. She decided not to wear makeup. No need to draw unnecessary attention to herself. Once she had everything in order, she got into her car and drove over to the party.

  As she approached the house, she could hear the pounding music all the way down the block. She parked her car and walked to the house. It was huge and decorated with tons of Halloween decorations. Karleshia pushed open the door and gasped.

  Inside was the most crowded party she’d ever seen (though that wasn’t saying much). Every person at the party seemed to be drunk or on something seriously hardcore. She saw people making out in the corner and a few girls even had their shirts off and were showing off for some guys in another corner. She knew too late that she’d made a mistake. This party was going to suck.

  Karleshia looked around until she spotted the bar. Thank God. She hurried over to it and resolved to get completely plastered tonight. She may not find a guy tonight, but she sure could use a drink.

  Before she could decide what to get, she felt someone put a big, warm hand on her shoulder and sit down in the seat next to her. She turned around and found herself staring at a guy with a ski mask on.

  She looked down and saw that other than the mask, he was wearing a pair of workout shorts but no shirt. She couldn’t help but notice a perfect six pack and a set of gigantic muscles rippling in the dim light above them. He relaxed on the seat and she almost walked away; as hot as this guy’s body was, there’s no way someone like this wouldn’t have an ulterior motive for sitting next to her. And then he took his mask off.

  Wow was he a knockout. He was a white guy, with a perfect, chiseled face, bright blue eyes and a hard chin. A line of stubble surrounded his face as he turned towards her, smirking. Even his smirk was cute. His eyes seemed to pierce her and glow as she looked into them.

  “So what do you think of the party?” the man asked, in a deep, resonant voice. Karleshia had to fight herself to keep from stumbling on her words. She’d never been this nervous around a guy before.

  “Uh it’s okay, I guess.”

  “No, I can tell you don’t really like it much. You came here because a friend wanted to you. Maybe after a bad breakup?” he said, giving her a small smile.

  Where was he going with this? He was making her feel more and more nervous. She decided she might as well try to keep up the conversation. Too late to back out now.

  “Yeah, actually I did just go through a bad breakup. I’m hoping to meet a guy here and maybe get fucked tonight. All I need right now is a good fucking,” she said the words without thinking, as if the man pulled them right out of her. He laughed.

  “What’s your name?” he asked.

  “Karleshia.”

  “I’m Blake.”

  They shook hands. Blake had a warm, firm grip. Karleshia imagined those warm fingers sliding into her pussy, and the thought was making her feel very warm. What the hell was wrong with her?

  “What were you going to order?” he asked.

  “Anything that will get me drunk.”

  He chuckled again and called the bartender over. He whispered something in the bartender’s ear. The bartender grinned and went to the back of the bar. Karleshia couldn’t see what he was making, but within seconds he’d gotten their drinks ready.

  “What did you order me?” she demanded.

  “Something you’ll like. Just give it a try. I promise you’ll feel much better. It may even help take your mind off your troubles.”

  She reluctantly took it from his outstretched hand.

  “Cheers.”

  They clinked glasses and Karleshia drained her drink in one gulp. It burned as it went down her throat, but really did make her feel awesome. She felt like she could do anything in the world. It gave her the confidence to keep talking to this mysterious, sexy guy. It made her feel aroused.

  “What did I just drink?” she asked again. She wanted more.

  “One of my favorites. I think this bar is the only one around here that has that kind of drink. Did you like it?”

  “Yeah, I did. Any chance I could get another?”

  He gave her that chuckle again. It sounded so low it was almost a growl.

  “You don’t want to drink too much of that stuff. It’s just for special occasions.” He winked at her.

  “And is this supposed to be a special occasion?” she asked, still fighting to keep her voice steady. Goddamn it but was he sexy.

  “Oh I think so. I haven’t met someone like you in a long time. We’re going to have fun tonight.”

  “What’s that supposed to mean?”

  He grinned but said nothing and put a hand on her knee. She felt fire race from his fingertips to her chest as her heart started to pound.

  “I have an idea that may help you even more. I can tell you aren’t like the other girls here. I want to show you something that I think you’ll like,” he said in a soothing tone.

  Karleshia felt obligated to listen to him. But there was still some doubt in her mind.

  “Why are you doing this? What’s in it for you?”

  He grinned but said nothing. He got off the bar stool and extended his hand to her. Karleshia couldn’t help herself. His voice had a way with her and she knew she needed to listen to him. She took his hand and followed him out of the house.

  “Ah hold on, I forgot to tip the waiter. You wait here and I’ll be right back,” he said, walking back into the bar.

  She waited there, the effects of the drink already wearing off. Her heart was beginning to pound again as she realized she may have found someone who was both gorgeous and not an asshole.

  She’d been on the porch for only
a few seconds though, before she felt a pair of hands grab her by the shoulders and start to drag her away. She smelled a familiar smell. She glanced around and saw that it was Marcus. Shit.

  Unfortunately he was a lot stronger than she was. He didn’t seem to have a car anywhere so he dragged her to the alleyway where there was only moonlight. He held her up against a brick wall and grinned insanely at her.

  “Hey, Karleshia! Guess what? You’re gonna fuck me tonight! Right in this alleyway! I need my weekly fucking!”

  He howled with laughter. He really had gone crazy. Karleshia never should have been involved with him.

  “What the fuck Marcus? We’re done. You know that. Let go of me or I’ll scream.”

  He clamped a filthy hand over her mouth and gave her a disappointed look.

  “Now Karleshia, no need for that. We’ve done this plenty of times before. I’ve even gotten better!”

  With one hand over her mouth, he began to undo his shorts. He was a lot stronger than Karleshia realized. She tried to bite his hand but it didn’t work. He finally got his pants off and began to work on his boxers, every once in a while grinning at her.

  Just when he had almost finished removing his boxers, Karleshia saw a shadow pass behind him. He must have sensed it too because he spun around, a look of surprise on his face.

  Karleshia took the opportunity to scream.

  “HELP ME! HE-”

  Quicker than lightning, Marcus’s hand was over her mouth again.

  “Don’t worry Karleshia. Soon this hand is gonna be replaced with my cock,” he giggled.

  In a split second, the shadow had come up behind him again and lifted him up by his head.

  “What the fuck? Get off me!” he cried, his hands flailing. The shadow stepped into full view and Karleshia almost fainted.

  The thing that had a hold of Marcus was not even a human. It was a fucking wolf. It had short brown hair covering its body and bright yellow eyes. But it could walk upright and was huge, bigger than any wolf Karleshia had ever seen. She saw the wolf’s muscles rippling as he grabbed Marcus and pulled him away from her.

  “Holy shit!” Marcus struggled and struggled but had no chance. The wolf thing smacked him on the head with a huge paw and knocked him out. Then he turned to Karleshia.

  There was nowhere to run. The giant wolf stepped closer to her as she backed up against the wall of the alley. Unfortunately this alley was clean. There was no trash on the ground or anything, nothing she could do to protect herself. This might be it for me. Suddenly Karleshia heard a familiar voice float through her mind.

  “Hello, Karleshia. I hadn’t intended to show you this way, but I suppose it was for the best. I am the man you met from the bar, Blake. I am not really a man though, this is my true form. I am a werewolf.”

  “Y-you’re a what?” gasped Karleshia. The man from the bar must have put something in her drink. Surely this couldn’t be real.

  “No, what you’re seeing is completely real. I am a werewolf, Karleshia. And I still want you.”

  Strangely, Karleshia didn’t feel as frightened any more. On the contrary. She felt like hugging the wolf for saving her. She took a tentative step towards him.

  “What did you do to Marcus?” she asked.

  “He’ll be fine. Well, not after the police arrive, but he won’t awaken for some time. By then we’ll have finished here.”

  Karleshia’s heart started to pound again as she took another step towards him. She felt a wetness on her shorts. With a shock she realized that the wolf had actually aroused her.

  “What do you mean by “finished here?”

  The wolf laughed. It sounded more like a snarl but it still turned Karleshia on.

  “You’re mine tonight, Karleshia. You said you wanted to find someone to fuck? Well I happen to be very attracted to curvy girls like you. Fuck me tonight. I promise it’ll be the best of your life.”

  Karleshia didn’t even think about it. She nodded, desire quickly filling her brain. He quickly moved towards her and Karleshia shuddered with pleasure as she felt his hot, wet tongue gently sliding across her face, tasting her.

  He tore off her costume with a single movement of his teeth and took a second to admire her body.

  “Yes. Yes. Perfect. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, Karleshia. And you’re all mine tonight.”

  His words made her grin in spite of herself. She’d never been praised like that before. She looked down and saw that his cock was much bigger than average. Gigantic and still growing, it shone in the moonlight as it lengthened. Karleshia wanted him to stuff it inside of her already but Blake had already gone back to work on her, attacking her big tits with his tongue.

  She leaned her head back as he worked, first sucking on one breast and then the other, enjoying the feel of her dark nipples in between his teeth. She knew he was only toying with her. Before she realized what she was doing, her hand was outstretched towards the direction of his cock as if to grab it.

  He paused and grinned.

  “You want my cock baby?”

  Karleshia felt her drool run down her face as her mouth watered. She wanted nothing more. She nodded.

  “Get on the ground.”

  She obeyed without question. She grabbed his cock and began to massage, gently at first. She breathed on the head, teasing him a little. He growled with anticipation as she teased him. She gave the head a small lick, intending to tease him mercilessly. But he was having none of it. He grabbed her head with his paws and shoved her face onto him.

  Karleshia giggled and went as far as she could go on his cock. She only got a little over halfway it was so huge. She let it sit there for a second, enjoying the feel of it, the veins on her tongue. She took it out and spat on it again, getting it even wetter, massaging him quicker this time.

  He snarled with pleasure as she worked him like the animal he was, her hand moving quicker up and down his giant cock. She shoved it in her mouth again, licking it, her tongue swirling around enjoying the fullness in her mouth. Finally, Blake lost control. He pulled her up and began to ravage her with his mouth.

  He assaulted her pussy, his tongue flicking her nub as he gripped her love handles, enjoying the feel of her soft flesh. His tongue stabbed into her pussy, probing, finding her g-spot almost immediately. She moaned with pleasure as he worked his tongue, fucking her with more ferocity than Marcus ever had with his cock.

  Karleshia felt her orgasm rise to the surface as he licked, his tongue running through her throbbing folds. She screamed as her orgasm exploded into his mouth, her juices covering his face. But he wasn’t done yet. Not even close.

  He attacked her even harder this time, working his tongue through her, hitting all of the sensitive spots easily. She shuddered as his hot, wet tongue moved across her clit, assailing her pussy. Just when she felt like she was going to cum again, he stopped.

  “Are you ready for the best fucking of your life, baby?”

  “Fuck yeah,” she responded without hesitation. All she wanted was that cock inside of her.

  He leaned her back against the wall of the alley, the bright moonlight shining on his body. He slowly pushed his cock inside of her. Karleshia almost screamed again. Marcus was nothing compared to this. Holy shit!

  The beast’s cock filled her up completely, stretching her pussy as far as it would go. He let it rest there for a second, enjoying the feel of her tightness. He moved out and plunged back in again, quicker this time, thrusting into her with such force she thought she might faint from the pleasure.

  She screamed as he moved, fireworks exploding in front of her eyes. The cock moving through her made her feel a kind of pleasure she’d never felt before. The pure fullness of him made her shudder with pleasure. His thrusts became quicker and quicker as her juices dripped onto him.

  Maybe it was some kind of magic, but somehow he was able to hit all of her pleasure spots. Karleshia saw stars as he thrust in and out, turning her around and fucking her from beh
ind in an instant.

  She felt another orgasm rise to the surface as he began to move with superhuman speed, his cock ripping in and out of her quicker and quicker with each thrust. She screamed as she released her juices all over his cock. She heard him growl with pure pleasure as he felt himself beginning to lose control, still furiously pumping in and out of her.