I'M VEXED

It started when I heard tremors coming from my bed, it made the floor beneath me rumble. I listened as she squirmed, sqeaked, moaned and screamed soaking my brand new white polo goose down comforter.        
         
"Kiss It Better" and "Untitled" (How Does It Feel), sensual music plays the background to her beautiful falsetto while she's staining my very expensive bedding with loud squirting orgasms. At the end when she was dripping in dew, shaking, and heaving, she collapsed in a pool of wetness shivering and panting feeling the after shocks. Sighing in satisfaction I could feel her eyes prying on me as though she wanted something else. Fucking insatiable I thought to myself.          
         
The room was warm and moist. I stuck my tongue out tasting the air hoping to wet my dry mouth. The entire time I sat there I was dreaming of her gushing cunt quenching my thirst, then riding me like ghost rider into the fiery pit of hell. I was also agonizing over how she prevented me from getting in on the action. She tricked me, promising me a sexy lap dance but only if I allowed her to blind fold and bind my hands and legs to my dinning chair. What a fool I was. She's fucking evil, this salacious demon bitch, the Devil's Concubine, a hellcat is what she is.
  
I sat slouched sobbing, ending my pathetic struggle to break free. The hardness of my stiff manhood excited by her cock teasing hurt the entire time, felt like a wasted opportunity for a good impression. I wanted her on top of me while she was touching the devils doorbell.          
Fuck! This is not how I though our first date would end.          
         
"I'm Vexed."