Angel at a Christmas Party

"Your girlfriends?" He nods. "Well, we're leaving those on so that you can think about her while I'm fucking the hell out of your tight little ass." Angel knows her way around that bathroom having spent the night there occasionally. She reaches into a drawer and easily finds the jar of Vaseline that is always there and handing it to him she says,

"We don't have a lot of time, lube me up real good and let's get this party started."

His trembling hand slowly slides along the length of her slightly arching womanhood. In just above a whisper he says,

"No."

Angel hears the word he says, but more importantly she hears the meaning behind the word. He said 'No' and his hand is indeed trembling, but not from fright. He is trembling with barely contained sexual excitement. He wants Angel to take him. He wants her to be aggressive and bold. He wants her grip him, move him and push him into a submissive position and then he wants her to seal the deal with the ultimate domination a man can receive. He wants her to force her lusty cock into his unwilling ass and fuck him urgently and uncontrollably. And she knows that is what he wants. Angel leans in close to his ear and with a big smile he can't see she says,

"Have it your way then, I'm just going to have to take you against your will, because I am going to have you." His hand trembles even harder and he grips her just a little tighter. His whole body is shivering with anticipation. The signals he is sending are unmistakable. Angel wants him primed to the max for her eminent entry of his virgin sphincter so she continues, "I'm far more dangerous than your little cunt of a girlfriend. When I dominate you there will be no doubt that you belong to me. She dominates you with words and shoves her little pussy in your face to get you hard so she can fuck you.

And in your heart of hearts you know that you can overpower her if you need to and get away from her. I don't care if you get hard at all.