Free Game of Lust: Breaking Point by John Sheridan

 
     
     
     
     
    The moment had finally arrived.
    This was the night Axel would break. He had to. I
don’t know how much longer I can hold out. The doorbell echoed throughout my
silent home, as I rushed down the hallway. I paused momentarily. I needed to
sort out my dressing gown. It was my favourite, and very expensive, black silk
gown. It reached all the way down to my ankles and covered every inch of skin upon
my body. I carefully pulled apart the top of the gown, just enough so that my
impressive cleavage was on full display. I ran through a quick mental checklist
in my mind. Had I forgotten anything? I had the wine chilling already. I have
the wedding ring upon my finger. I had hung all the fake photos. My gown looked
perfect. My hair and makeup were exactly how I wanted them. I think I was set.
    I unlocked the front door and greeted Axel with a
smile.
    The young man was shuffling nervously outside.
    Unconsciously, his deep brown eyes looked me up and
down and then down and up again.
    ‘You look really beautiful,’ he said.
    ‘Thank you,’ I replied, in my sweetest little voice.
    Axel was in his early twenties. He was single. He
was handsome. He stood about half a head taller than me and had a slim manly
figure. I wouldn’t say he was muscular, but he had a man’s body. He had strong
arms, a nice chest, and a good slim torso. I still didn’t understand what he
saw in me. I had nearly fifteen years on him and I was curvy. And I know for a
fact that many of the pretty young women at the restaurant have been asking him
out. For some reason he had turned them all down. I am not afraid to admit that
I am heavily attracted to Axel. He is just a really sweet and sensitive person.
It is a characteristic you don’t see too often these days. It is something men
pretend to be just to get into my knickers, but through our game of lust I know
exactly the type of person that Axel is. He is the type of man I could easily
fall for. Tonight, Axel was wearing a pair of black jeans and a dark blue short
sleeved t-shirt. He was shifting his weight from one foot to another, as he
glanced back over his shoulder to the cul-de-sac I lived in.
    ‘Is there a problem?’ I asked him.
    ‘No,’ he replied, with a shake of his head.
    ‘You look nervous.’
    ‘I am. You have never asked me to come to your house
before.’
    ‘And that makes you nervous?’
    ‘Yes. You are married, Lily. What will happen if
your husband turns up?’
    ‘He is away for the entire weekend. It is just you
and I.’
    I looked him dead in the eye, as I stroked my index
finger along my cleavage.
    Axle licked his lips and swallowed hard.
    ‘Shall we call this off?’ I asked him.
    ‘No.’
    ‘Well, you have two options. You can go home, or you
can come inside and suck my tits.’
    ‘You will let me suck your tits?’
    ‘For as long as you want,’ I told him.
    A smile split his lips. ‘I want to come in and suck
your tits.’
    I stepped back from the door and gave him space to
enter. Axle took one final look at the street before stepping into my house. I
closed the door and flicked the lock. I could see a storm of lust swirling
behind the windows of his soul. Axel couldn’t take his eyes off me. This was good.
This meant he might actually break. Axel wasn’t the first man I had played this
game of lust with. I know it is wrong, but I do enjoy seducing men. I love how
they drool over my tits and beg for me to fuck them. Most men will last two,
maybe three, encounters before they finally break and the game ends. I love it
when they break. It is such a rewarding feeling. Axel and I have been having
this kind of relationship for six months. He has lasted longer than any man I
have ever known. His self-control is impressive. He had to break tonight. If he
didn’t, I would. I am so fucking horny that I could ride his cock all night,
but I have to be strong. This is my game.
    ‘It is in here.’
    I led Axel into the living room. The interior lights
of the