I used to have this possessive girlfriend, Ana. Now, I’m not a jealous person. at least not before I dated Ana. I think her craziness rubbed off on me and I only became jealous because she was so possessive.
we were on our way to my friend Ian’s party and I know something is wrong because she is too quiet and she seems happy. Ana, is never Quiet. I look over to her and smile but I accidently furrow my brow as I do and of course she picks up on it.
“what was that look for?”
“Nothing baby, no look.” I replied
“are you mad at me? Why are you confused, Turn around we shouldn’t even go to this party. I don’t want to watch you around all of those whores anyways.”
“those whores are my friends girlfriends and wives” letting myself get emotional.
Ana continued to fight with me until we parked outside of Ian’s house she was sitting as far away from me in the passenger’s seat would allow with her arms crossed alligator tears welling up in her eyes, but not yet escaping the eye lids.
Exacerbated I said “fine, I’ll just tell Ian That we couldn’t come”
“No, I want to go in, let’s just go. Who knows if you flirt with any of those sluts maybe I’ll just find someone and fuck them in the bathroom” She replied in possibly the most annoying self-righteous tone ever
*Now, you may be wondering why the hell would I put up with this and though she was attractive, Ana was not a complete knock out. Don’t get me wrong she was beautiful, about 5’4 brunette, flat stomach B cup breasts, a nice butt not completely out of this world, but it was shapely. This isn’t one of those stories where a shlubby guy like me is with some girl who looks like barbie. She was certainly way out of my league, but she wasn’t a model. No, Ana oozed a sexuality that I don’t even understand. She was intoxicating. I couldn’t get away from her. I tried all the time, I would go out with the boys and we would spend all night talking about how I need to break up with her. I would head home and look at pictures of her on the bus ride home. I would build up a resolve I would be ready to break things off, but then as soon as I walked in the door she would be doing sexy every time. Not traditionally sexy, she didn’t need to do such things. No, her sitting on the couch in those little shorts that girls wear that are basically belts with leg holes.* *The second I walk in and sit near her I lost all thoughts of breaking things off and the only thing on my mind was taking her. This happened almost every weekend. The simple fact is, she was a drug and I was addicted to her.*
As we walked into the party Ian’s girlfriend Stacy greeted us and with the worst fake joy I’ve ever heard Ana hugged and small talked with Stacy; it was like they were long lost besties. To this day, Ana’s ability to jump from saying the most wretched things to me and then being perfectly graceful in social situations makes my head spin.
Anyways we got into the party and got settled. Ian and Stacy’s place was quite nice. A town house in the suburbs but Stacy was an underemployed interior designer so, it was done up nicely. There were around 30 people (we came late because of the fight), and the place was already hot and kind of sweaty. Stacy dragged Ana upstairs to show her how she has redone the guest room and I went to find Ian in the kitchen. I got a beer from Ian, but he was busy with hosting duties so I kind of floated around the kitchen and then into the attached living room for a while greeting people and having mini small talk conversations. I had settled in nicely and was talking to a group of people when I heard Ana’s laugh pierce through the party noises in the house as she came down the stairs. I felt a knife in my stomach, as I realized that the group of people I had been talking to were Sarah and Fatima, two of my best friend’s girlfriends, two of the so-called sluts Ana and I had been fighting about earlier. I quickly made an excuse that I had to go and Fatima, sensing something was wrong reached up and touched my arm and asked if everything was okay. At the same time Sarah smiled awkwardly in my direction. I felt laser beams shoot through my face… I knew Ana was watching. Like a lioness hunting she emerged through the crowd of people in the living room with her teeth bared in a cheery smile. Only I knew that she meant to rip everyone in this conversation to shreds. She hugged my arm right where Fatima had touched in and squeezed her hand really hard on the spot but maintaining the façade of happiness to Fatima and Sarah. She greeted them and then said to me
“Hun, I need to show you how Stacy has done the guest room I want to steal some ideas from her.”
At first, I thought about resisting, but I knew that any attempt to stay in this conversation would be misinterpreted as me choosing them over her and I didn’t want to dig my grave deeper. She swiftly walked up the stairs in front of me her ass looked amazing in her sun dress. If my dick wasn’t turtling in fear it would have been hard as a rock by this point. She lead me into the guest room, shut, and locked the door behind us
She didn’t say anything at first, she just put her hands on her head and leaned against the dresser
“Look, babe, we were just talk”
“what the fuck Jon, am I not enough for you? Don’t even talk, do you hate my small tits so much that you have to ogle Sarah’s? do you think Fatima would leave Steve for you? What are you going to do take them into the bathroom and get a double blow job from them?”
“I uh,”
“shut up” she said as she pushed me against the door to the guest bedroom, not in a violent way but more of a just pressing her body against mine in a forceful way. *Realistically, I am a very big guy she couldn’t move me unless I allowed her to a little bit*.
“you have a massive boner because of those whores flirting with you” she angrily announced probably too loudly as she grabbed my dick through my pants. It wasn’t hard at all, but I don’t think this was the time to argue over the facts with her. There were sharp objects around.
“I know you wish I had big tits like Sarah don’t you” she goaded me as she stroked me to erection through the front of my pants.
Small tears ran down her face as she nuzzled her face into the side of me neck and breathed heavily up my neck and brought her lips right next to my ear. At the same time, she undid the front of my pants and fished into my underwear for my cock. She whispered into my ear with a hot breathy tone
“I’m not going to let those whores ever get near you. You belong to me.”
I was hard as steel at this point. I couldn’t help myself I pulled down my pants and boxers to give her better access. I ran my hand down her body, cupped her ass, and pulled up her sundress to get better access. I slid my hand down the front of her panties and felt her absolutely soaked.
Ana’s whispers suddenly stopped, he beautiful ministrations of my cock stopped and my hand was suddenly pulled away from her sex. She stepped back slapped me with surprising force. Grabbed my cock really hard and angrily said
“don’t touch me you fucking pervert”
As she resumed stroking my dick and whispering nasty things to my in my ear.
I was shocked, confused, horny as fuck. I had the biggest hard on that was being masterfully played by this psycho girl. How could someone so small so thoroughly control me, but jesus my hands were up like I was being arrested, my back pinned to the door of the guest room and there was Ana pressed into me, her mouth nibbling on my ear telling me that she owned my dick, that it was hers to use and no other nasty sluts were going to get it. While she jerked me off.
“you want to see my pussy baby?” she asked now kind of sweetly and she used her other hand to place me right hand to pull out her underwear towards me so I could see the top of her vagina.
“You can look but don’t you dare touch me you flirting slut” she leaned back as she jerked me so I could see the top of her pussy from my angle.
“Do you want to know where you cum belongs? It belongs to this pussy. I own it, it’s a tool for my pleasure and not the bitch Sarah’s or Fatima’s!” as she said each girl’s name she squeezed my dick hard, but quickly continued to give me the bet hand job I had ever received.
My breath started to quicken and Ana could tell I was getting close.
“that’s right baby I want you to cum for me, cum all over this pussy. Mark it as your territory; it belongs to you just as you dick belongs to me. I want to wear your cum for the rest of this party so those fucking whores can smell that you covered me with your seed.” Ana was saying all this as she was jerking me off incredibly fast and I started to cum. Two shots erupted out of the head of my cock the first just splashed against her skin and ran down to her slit, the next painted the cup of her panties. The next three painted her pussy. She let go of my cock, placed her hands on her panties just outside of where I was holding them I moved me hands. She looked down at her cum soaked panties, smiled. Dove head first into the most insanely passionate kiss and I emphasize ‘insanely’ I’ve ever experienced. As she does this she puts one hand down the front of her panties, scoops some cum out of them and puts it into her mouth as she backs away from me.
She then has a stupid smile on her face like everything is fine and asks me “so, I really like the way did the shelving in this room, anyways let’s get back to the party” I shuffled out of the way to let her through the door first and I start following her. She opens the door, and stops suddenly in the door way, my crotch pressed against her ass. Ana arches her back grabs my head with her arm and pulls my face in for a kiss and then whispers into my ear. “remember hun, all your cum belongs to me and only me.”
She then grabs my dick with her other hand and walks down the stairs to the party. So, I stood there with a now growing hard on watching my crazy ass possessive girlfriend with cum filled panties walk down the stairs with a smile on her face and go back into the party.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8x2j8u/my_possessive_girlfriend_mf_femdom_cum_handjob
That was insanely hot.