Taking what was mine

After years of build up, finally taking what was mine

I first met Charlotte at a group event. She was not particularly attractive and chubby, but she was fun. We started messaging regularly soon afterwards, and soon enough I was comfortable with her, and she was comfortable with me.

One day, I was feeling brave while we were playing a game. I asked her what she would want if she won, which she was unsure of. I said “fine, you can have one anything you want, but I want anything I want.” To which she hastily agreed. Of course, I won, and I knew exactly what I wanted as my prize. “Send me a nude” I sent simply. She tried to argue at first, but I pointed out that she had agreed to anything I want, and a minute later, I had her bare breasts as a photo.

After a few more wins, I collected quite a collection, including a few of her pussy, spread, fingers inside, one time with a condom wrapped banana inside. I was quite enjoying myself, but was growing tired of the need for games. That’s when it hit me. She was a bit of a spiritual girl, you know the kind, and so I made the wager of something I knew she wanted, against what I wanted:

If I lose, I’ll be your boyfriend. But if I win, I want your soul.

Now whether I believe in that stuff or not is moot. She sure did, and she agreed, and the challenge was who knows more about the other. She thought she was a shoe in, thinking that I knew very little about her and cared little for her. 20 questions later, I won 19-17. Just because I don’t care doesn’t mean I don’t pay attention. From there I had my slave. She would send nudes on command, masturbate when I wanted her to, even flirt with who I wanted to. There was no limit.

A few months after this, she asked me out. She’d told all my friends in the group so they were acting weird that day, so I’d guessed what was coming before they worked out a reason for us to break off. The issue was there was another friend in our group I wanted. Sure, we’d fooled around in the past, but I’d never fucked her, and that was the ultimate goal. And she was aware of the power I had over Charlotte, at a sleepover with some other friends, I bet her a nights sex that I could get Charlotte to send her a nude, which she thought impossible. Within 10 minutes, she was looking at her full body naked. Never did pay up, but as I learned later, that chick was a using manipulative bitch anyways.

After a while, I did get a girlfriend, a little virgin named Didi. I didn’t have a car at the time, and she wasn’t old enough for her license (but still within legal parameters for me to date… and fuck). Her and Charlotte met and became friends, and one day Charlotte invited us over for a sleepover. Perfect opportunity. We went, and while at the shops grabbed some condoms and lube. The plan was simple: send Charlotte to bed, fuck Didi. Only problem: Charlotte spent the whole night right there refusing to go to bed. Eventually, Didi pulled me in, “make. Her. Leave.” So I ordered her to go to bed. She protested saying she wasn’t sleepy. I said “fine, go and masturbate until you cum. And cum hard.” From there, I tried to take Didi’s virginity, but she was literally too tight (she was a very small girl, still is at probably not even 5 foot) and my dick too large that even with most of the lube in the bottle fingered into her, we couldn’t get it in. I did eventually take her V card, but that’s another story. The next day, I asked Charlotte what she fantasied about while masturbating. She lent in close and whispered “you fucking me until you came inside me deep and hard”

About 2 months after this, Didi broke up with me, shattering my world. It turned out that when we’d been hanging out at night with my best friend, he was dropping me home first, again, no car at the time, then dropping her home, fair enough, they lived around the corner from each other, and then hooking up occasionally, not fair enough. I was pretty destroyed, everything about my perfect Didi was gone, and the things she said were disgusting.

Like I was in a haze, I asked Charlotte if she wanted to hang out. She excitedly agreed, it was her birthday, and she wanted to see me. We went around the city, and she was dressed nicely. Combined with my shitty state, she looked perfect, and more importantly, I knew one fact: she was mine.

I took her to the nearby park, looking around as we approached the toilets. No one was around, so I stopped her and said “hey I have to go in. While I do, do you want your birthday present?” She looked at me confused. “What do you mean?” With a smile, I slipped my hand between her legs and massaged her pussy through her jeans. “What do you want me to mean? Make a decision.” She looked shocked and confused for a second. Then walked into the toilet’s obediently.

I got in, locked the door, grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around, kissing her forcefully, hands unbuttoning her pants. She moaned a little as my finger rubbed her clit, before her hand moved down grabbing at my cock through my jeans. I sat on the toilet, one of the few that had a full lid rather than just a hole to piss in. She sat ontop, taking her shirt off. I sucked her nips, discovering she had this weird split nip. Odd, but she loved when I flicked my tongue through it. Eventually she climbed off, sitting on the floor unbuckling my pants. This was pretty gross given, again, public toilet, but again, didn’t care about anything at this point and hey, her jeans were still on if open. She started sucking me, and it wasn’t great to be honest, but the power I felt thrusting it down her throat, holding her by the back of her head, feeling it hit the back was enough to make me feel better. I picked her up, pushing her against the wall eventually. “Is this all you want? It’s your birthday, tell me exactly…” I pulled her pants down “what….” I pulled her panties down, “you want” I slid a finger into her, going in and out rhythmically.

Her face screwed up, then her eyes opened and she whispered “fuck me”. “I didn’t hear you what was that?” I mused, sliding a second finger in. Her whole body convulsed, and she opened her eyes and said louder “I want you to fuck me. Now!” I smiled, sitting back on the toilet. She left her pants and panties abandoned, climbing ontop, but facing away. She rubbed me on her, and by this point she was soaking wet. She guided me to her entrance, and sat.

She tried her best to stifle moans, we could hear people outside, one even coming into the stall next to us at one point, as she bounced my cock deeper and deeper into her. To be honest, it was extremely average as far as a fuck went, but I was still enjoying the power. I may have lost someone important, but here was this girl… this toy of mine, willing to be used by me as I willed. Sure, she wasn’t attractive, but she was a hole, she was obedient, she was mine, and even though she was annoying, she tried at least to be good for me.

I started thrusting back into her, and within 10 thrusts, she fell off me, convulsing face down on the floor with her orgasm. Again, gross. She sat there for quite a while, then got up, asking if I wanted to be finished off. I said no, given that she had just been lying there, but we got her cleaned up and left.

A few weeks later, she got an std test due to her mother being diagnosed with hep C. She was clean, luckily. And I was bored… and now had a car. Within a few weeks, I was the one finishing, wherever I wanted, whenever I wanted. More to come.

These days, I wonder what happened to Charlotte. We had a falling out over the trump/hillary election, she loved Hilary, I personally wanted Bernie in office. Double that with her deciding she was trans, and me refusing to call her a man or a man’s name while I was fucking her, she eventually stopped taking my messages. I still send one every now and then, seeing if someday, for some reason, she might read one. She’s trans as far as I know these days, so I don’t know what she’s done, but if she still has her pussy, who knows, maybe I’ll make a deposit. Otherwise, for the time being, I’ll just have to enjoy the lesbian I’ve turned straight with my cock flooding her, oh well :p