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Her Possession a Fuck With Me story || Dated August 18, 2019
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1
Alex grew increasingly frustrated as he fought to get through the crowd. He was separated from his girlfriend Carmen, who was, as usual, the center of attention on the dance floor. To his dismay, Carmen seemed to disregard his attempts to reach her, intensifying his feelings of frustration and isolation in the bustling environment. He thought about hanging out by the pool but decided otherwise.
Alex worked his way to the stairs, finally getting a vantage point above the crowd. From this elevated position, he saw Carmen, dancing front and center. She effortlessly drew all eyes towards her with her Latin ass and slender build, her powerful presence undeniable. It was her graceful yet sexy movements that truly captivated the crowd, and there was a wild energy to her dance—a raw power that emanated from every slender curve of her body. Despite spotting her, the distance and her engrossment in the dance only intensified Alex's frustration.
Feeling defeated and realizing that any hope of spending time with Carmen was futile, Alex abandoned his attempts to reach her. He continued up the stairs, seeking refuge from the chaotic atmosphere below. As he ascended, the sounds of the crowd began to fade, replaced by the distant hum of conversation and the rhythmic beats of the music.
Upon reaching the top, he discovered a serene balcony bathed in soft, ambient lighting. The balcony was adorned with elegant wrought-iron furniture, plush cushions, and draped with billowing curtains that swayed gently in the evening breeze. A few strategically placed lanterns cast a warm glow, creating a tranquil oasis away from the bustling party.
The view from the balcony was breathtaking. Below, he could see the lively dance floor, illuminated by colorful lights and filled with moving bodies. Beyond that, the city skyline stretched out before him, twinkling with the lights of skyscrapers and bustling with the energy of urban life. The juxtaposition of the vibrant party scene below and the peaceful cityscape beyond provided a moment of calm reflection for Alex, allowing him to momentarily escape the frustration and chaos of the evening.
“Not into house parties either?” a girl’s voice called out
Richie spun to see of a Korean woman in a casual white dress leaning against a wall. The dress, which barely revealed her body, subtly accentuated her broad shoulders and the toned contours of her athletic frame. Her humble breasts, just large enough to catch attention, pressed firmly against the fabric. Her red lips added a touch of boldness to her demeanor, while the strong, sexy veins on her arms hinted at a hidden strength beneath her graceful appearance.
“No. I’m not.” trying to calm himself “I was looking for someplace to be alone.”
The woman stepped back “Oh, I can leave” she started away.
Richie watched her leaving a part of him wanting her to stay.
She paused at the door “Unless you want me to stay.”
“Oh God!” Richie exclaimed “Please do.”
She turned back to him “It isn’t often that people turn me away.”
“I’m just a little overwhelmed.”
“I understand, maybe an introduction will help. I’m Jasmine, nice to meet you.”
“Richie.”
Jasmine paused “Wait, Richie Sterling? Isn’t this party for you?”
“My name, yes. But it’s not for me.”
“Well, maybe this will be fun.” Jasmine said, holding up a bottle of whine.
2
They talked for hours on end about movies, culture, and life. Alex had learned so much about Jasmine, like she loved eating Bibimbap on rainy days. That her neighbors daughter was always stealing her toys. How she was jealous of the hot girls in school and wanted to prove herself in sports. Now that she had grown into a young adult, she was an architect and her first building was the one they were on right now.
“It’s really a nice building” Alex injected “It really is a shame we aren’t spending much time in it.”
Jasmine leaned in, resting her hand on his chest. Her voice was soft and inviting “You can be inside, if you want.”. Alex froze.
"I...I appreciate the offer," Alex stammered, struggling to find the right words. "But I'm still with Carmen, even if things are complicated between us right now."
Jasmine withdrew her hand, a hint of disappointment flashing across her face. "I understand," she replied, her voice tinged with a mixture of understanding and regret. "Relationships can be messy."
Alex sighed, feeling the weight of his situation pressing down on him. "Yeah, they can be," he admitted, thinking of Carmen and the distance that had grown between them. "But tonight, I just wanted to escape all the drama and chaos."
Jasmine nodded, her expression softening. "I get that," she said, offering him a comforting smile. "But I always get what I want. Have you ever heard of a sexfight?"
Alex blinked in surprise, taken aback by her bold proposition. "A what?"
Jasmine smirked, her eyes glinting mischievously. "A sexfight. It's a competition between two people to see who’s better in bed. I want to challenge Carmen."
Alex's confusion deepened, his mind racing to process Jasmine's unexpected request. He hesitated, struggling to find the right words. "I don't know, Jasmine... I'm not sure Carmen would be interested, and I'm certainly not comfortable with this."
Jasmine tilted her head, studying him intently. "Then you'll never know what you're missing," she teased, a playful challenge in her voice.
3
Alex worked his way to Carmen, weaving through the crowd with renewed determination. When he finally reached her, he found her surrounded by a group of admirers, completely engrossed in the rhythm and energy of the dance. Her moves were magnetic, and it was evident why she was the center of attention.
"Carmen," he called out, trying to capture her attention. She glanced in his direction but seemed uninterested in leaving the spotlight of the dance floor.
"Alex," she responded with a playful smirk, "you look like you've seen a ghost. Why the long face?"
"I've been trying to reach you all evening," he said, frustration evident in his tone. "I wanted to spend time with you, away from all this chaos."
Carmen rolled her eyes, dismissing his concerns. "Relax, it's just a party. What's the big deal?"
Alex felt a pang of irritation. "The big deal is that I came here with you, and I've barely had a chance to talk to you."
Carmen sighed, her expression softening slightly. "Look, Alex, I'm just having fun. Why don't you grab a drink and loosen up a bit? We can talk later."
Alex felt deflated, realizing that Carmen was not going to change her mind. He pushed through the crowd and tried to get her attention again, but Carmen continued to dance, ignoring his attempts to connect with her. “Well, I guess I’ll just spend time with Jasmine then!”
Carmen looked surprised by his declaration, her eyes narrowing slightly. "And who is Jasmine?” she asked, her tone laced with curiosity and a hint of suspicion.
Alex took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to convey the unexpected situation. "She's someone I met tonight," he began cautiously. "We've been talking, and she mentioned something... unusual. She wants to challenge you to a... sexfight."
Carmen's eyes widened in disbelief, her dance momentarily faltering. "A what?" she exclaimed, her expression a mix of shock and intrigue. The surrounding music and chatter seemed to fade into the background as she focused intently on Alex's revelation.
Alex hesitated, feeling the weight of the awkwardness of the situation. "A sexfight," he repeated, trying to maintain his composure. "It's a competition between two people to see who’s better in bed. Jasmine wants to challenge you."
Carmen burst into laughter, her initial disbelief giving way to amusement. "You're joking, right? This has to be some kind of joke."
"No, Carmen, I'm serious," Alex insisted, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. "She seemed very intent on it and she wants me to take the winner on a date. But honestly, I’m thinking of taking her out anyway."
Carmen's laughter abruptly stopped, her playful demeanor replaced by a steely intensity. Her eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and determination as she confronted Alex.
"Where is this bitch?" Carmen demanded, her voice low and controlled but filled with a palpable sense of menace. The crowd around them seemed to sense the shift in mood and began to give them a wider berth, the music and chatter now barely a murmur in the background.
Alex swallowed hard, taken aback by Carmen's sudden transformation. He had rarely seen her like this, her powerful presence now radiating an almost intimidating aura. He hesitated for a moment, searching for the right words to defuse the tension.
"Carmen, I didn't mean for things to escalate like this," Alex stammered, trying to explain. "I just wanted to spend time with you tonight. I never intended for any of this to happen."
Carmen's gaze remained fixed on him, her anger palpable. "Take me to her, Alex," she said coldly. "I want to see this woman who thinks she can challenge me."
Feeling a sense of trepidation but also a determination to confront the situation head-on, Alex nodded and led Carmen towards the balcony where he had left Jasmine. The atmosphere was charged with tension as they navigated through the party goers, the weight of the impending confrontation hanging heavily between them.
As they made their way to the balcony, Alex's thoughts raced with a newfound realization. He had been intrigued by Jasmine's boldness and her proposal, and a part of him had wanted her to win the challenge. But now, seeing Carmen's fierce determination and the undeniable strength radiating from her, he felt a growing dread that the contest would be completely one-sided.
Carmen's powerful presence was intimidating. Her Latin curves and stout build, which had earlier drawn everyone's attention on the dance floor, now seemed to symbolize a raw, untamed energy that Alex hadn't fully appreciated until this moment. Her confident stride and the fiery glint in her eyes made it clear that she was not someone to be underestimated.
As Alex led Carmen towards the balcony, the atmosphere grew thick with anticipation. Upon entering the dimly lit space, Carmen's piercing eyes met Jasmine's, and an electric charge seemed to snap between them. In that intense moment, a silent but palpable challenge was issued, each woman sizing up the other with a mix of defiance and curiosity. The tension was almost tangible, as if the very air between them was charged with the anticipation of the impending showdown.
Carmen broke the silence first, her voice laced with a confident smirk. "So, you're the one who wants to challenge me to a sexfight?"
Jasmine met Carmen's gaze unflinchingly, her red lips curving into a sly grin. "That's right," she replied, her tone dripping with boldness. "I've heard a lot about you, Carmen. I'm curious to see if you live up to the hype."
Carmen laughed softly, the sound cold and calculating. "Oh, honey, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into. I've never lost a challenge, and I don't plan on starting now."
Alex's eyes widened in shock, the revelation catching him completely off guard. "Wait, Carmen, you've had a sexfight before?"
Jasmine, sensing Alex's confusion, tensed up, her eyes never leaving Carmen's. "Oh, Alex, there's a lot you don't know about me," Carmen purred. "But you'll find out soon enough."
Alex felt a knot tighten in his stomach, the weight of the situation bearing down on him. "Look, can't we just talk about this? Maybe there's another way to resolve whatever this is?"
Jasmine chuckled, her gaze shifting briefly to Alex. "Oh, this isn't about you, Alex. This is between Carmen and me." She paused, her eyes returning to Carmen's with renewed intensity. "Unless, of course, you're afraid to face me?"
Carmen's eyes flashed, her competitive spirit rising to the challenge. "Afraid? You have no idea what I'm capable of. But if you want a sexfight, you've got one."
Carmen rushed in grabbing a fist full of Jasmine’s hair and easily throwing her down. Jasmine tried to lift herself as Carmen jerked back on the Asian’s hair and slipped her hand under Jasmine’s dress. Carmen smiled “Oh, you’re a slut aren’t you. You really challenged me with just a skirt?”
Carmen’s arm flexed and Jasmine tensed up. Carmen lifted Jasmine up by her hair, her other hand playing with Jasmine’s pussy. Jasmine’s face was in shock as she grabbed at Carmen’s wrists trying to pull the woman’s fingers out of her.
The strength in Jasmine’s arms become apparatus as she slowly takes control of Carmen. Using her ass Jasmine pushes Carmen back against the wall. Carmen’s face twists into a perverse laughter “That little ass is nothing”. Jasmine takes that as a challenge and presses her butt cheeks to slide up Carmen’s skirt. Jasmine looks at Alex and smiles as she show off her skills. Carmen released Jasmine’s hair now and quickly took a handful of the woman’s breasts.
Jasmine was in pain as Carmen roughly spun her around and pinned the athletic woman against the wall. The Latina licked her lips and pressed her body against the Asian. Jasmine’s breasts were bigger, but the Latina was rough pushing herself carelessly in. Jasmine’s cries got louder and Alex began to worry it would attract people.
Carmen laughed and stepped back as Jasmine’s body slowly slid down the wall. The broken woman’s eyes were closed, but it was clear she was still conscious. Carmen stood over the Asian as she slipped her panties off. Carmen yanked one of Jasmine’s legs pulling her slightly off the wall. Jasmine looked up at Carmen weakly.
Alex had never seen sex so violent as Carmen scissoring Jasmine. The screams were unbearable and the domination was absolute. Jasmine was begging “I CAN’T! PLEASE! NO!” while Carmen laughed “LITTLE BITCH! CHALLENGE ME WILL YOU!” and most horrific of all was Carmen’s soft voice as she finished Jasmine “Love is for the victors honey.”
Alex thought is was over right then but Carmen lifted Jasmine by her hair. Dragged the Asian to the edge of the roof and made her stand there barely conscious.
Carmen’s voice echoed through the party “ANY GIRL WANT TO FUCK WITH ME! LOOK WHAT HAPPENS!”
With a sudden kick, Jasmine’s body flew off the edge of the building.
“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST CARMEN!” Alex rushed to edge before hearing a loud splash. Below Jasmine’s body in a pool struggling to swim as other swam to help her.
Alex turned to Carmen, a new fear inside him.
