Locked Out Pt. 03

"Merry Christmas, Warren!" Sava said with only a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.

It was Christmas as Sava wrapped her lips around Warren's big beautiful cock. They were in her apartment, a place that was becoming all too common for their get-togethers. But Sava didn't care about that, not as his cock reach the back of her mouth and Sava began to deepthroat it.

She was wearing some red plaid lingerie for the occasion. She had originally bought them for Ryan, but it seemed like Ryan's loss was Warren's gain.

As his cock slid down her throat, Sava thought about the last few weeks. After the original fight over whether he should get a job, she and Ryan made a compromise. He'd have to find a job if he wasn't making two hundred dollars a week off his band by February. She was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to; it was really just delaying the inevitable.

Ryan was still pissed about it and he wore his emotions on his sleeve. Sava wasn't taking all his bullshit and they had begun to fight quite often. Once again, this benefited Warren, who usually got angry revenge sex with Sava in her bed.

Tonight's fight was dumb. They had gone to a friend's house to celebrate Christmas. It was supposed to be an ugly Christmas sweater party, but Ryan had initially refused. Sava made him wear one anyway, and Ryan pouted like a child. Of course, when one of their friends showed up without one, Ryan "generously" donated his.

Sava saw this and got pissed. She had explicitly asked him to wear it, and he disrespected her like that. They started fighting outside, she hoped to contain the fight so their friends would not hear. That did not happen. Sava didn't want to make a scene, so she left. She told Ryan to sleep at Jared's house tonight, that he had pissed her off and she didn't want to see him until tomorrow.

"Oh shit!" Warren moaned as Sava grinded her nose into his pelvis having swallowed his entire cock.

So as she rode the bus home, she texted Warren, who was all too eager to meet up with her. Once home, she changed into her lingerie; the rest is history.

"What did he do this time?" Warren asked as Sava came up for air.

An unfortunate consequence of her revenge sex with Warren was that she often blabbed about what they were fighting about. She didn't like how involved this made Warren feel but she couldn't help it when she was pissed.

"He took off the sweater I told him to wear." She told him as she unclasped her bra, threw it to the side, and put Warren's cock between her tits.

"Thy audacity!" Warren replied sarcastically as Sava began rubbing her tits along his shaft.

"It was more than that!" She responded to his dismissal, causing her to open up more. "We were at a Christmas sweater party. We were matching and he purposely gave his away to piss me off!"

Sava took the head of his cock into her mouth as she bounced her tits on his cock. Her tongue was doing laps around it, causing Warren to moan involuntarily. Sava knew that would shut him up for now, letting her truly enjoy the taste of his cock and the feel of it between her tits.

"You and Ryan seem to be fighting a lot recently." Warren noted, once again prying at her relationship.

"We're going through a rough patch. We've survived them before." She told him, attempting to kill any chance he thought might exist.

Sava pulled away from his cock and crawled on top of him. Warren happily watched her swaying hips and jiggling breasts as she got herself in position. She pulled her panties to the side, as Warren brought his knees up and tried to push into her.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Sava teased, pulling her pussy away from Warren's cock and putting her hand on his chest. "I'm in control tonight!" She told him.

Warren relented; he knew Sava's stubbornness would win out. Secretly, he loved it when Sava took control and dominated him. It was unlike any sex he had had before. Sava was unlike any woman he had been with previously. He was so used to dominating his conquest that Sava's role reversal had him needing more.

But he wasn't going to be some cuck boyfriend, who Sava just ran all over. He maintained some control in bed, typically taking control in the subsequent encounter. But it didn't feel like dominance, he wasn't using her for his pleasure. There was a mutuality in it. He wanted her to enjoy it just as much as he did. It was a feeling he had never felt with a woman before.

But for tonight, he gave Sava control without a fight. It was pretty typical for her to control the sex after a fight with Ryan. It was her way of feeling in control of her life, even just for a moment.

As Warren's knees went down, Sava reached behind her, grabbing his cock and lining it up. She slowly dipped down, his cock spreading her open and making her feel hot. She let out a reflexive moan as she began to slide down. His cock was like a key inside her, unlocking and opening her to a new level of pleasure.

"Fuck that feels ssssooooooo good!" Sava moaned as she felt his whole cock stretching her pussy out.

Sava began to rock her hips, moving up and down on the old man's cock. Even with the little light available, Sava could still see Warren's sultry smile and the lust within his eyes. It made her feel sexy, the way he looked at her so desperately. As his cock tapped her cervix, she got chills from the pleasures down her spine. The pleasure was quickly overwhelming her senses.

"That's a good boy!" She said in a mocking tone. "Just let me give it to you!"

She rode his cock quickly, they had fucked enough that ramp-up wasn't necessary. Her body got hot, the quick buildup to her orgasm. She felt his hands on her hips, his wrinkled old fingers digging into her young, supple body. Her body quickly responded to his touch, sending an electric pulse through her. It was such a sick turn-on, but it made her so wet.

Warren laid back and enjoyed the show. There wasn't much else he could do while Sava drove the bus. He smiled as he watched this goddess jump on his cock, her tits jiggling as she did. A slapping noise could be heard when she slammed herself back down. Her power and beauty were mesmerizing, rendering Warren temporarily comatose.

Sava leaned forward and arched her back, pushing her chest into Warren's face, all while maintaining her hip motion. His hands migrated up towards her boobs, squeezing them as his lips found her nipple. She bit her lip as she felt him tease her nipples at first, licking his way all around the nub without touching it. He looked up at her as she looked down at him. He was surprised she didn't look annoyed about the teasing. Instead, he only saw a caring look in her eyes.

But Warren wasn't that patient, and Sava soon felt his tongue going back and forth over her nipple. Sava broke eye contact and tossed her head back, letting out a relieved moan.

"Ah!" She yelped as Warren bit down on her nipple, the slight pain only enhancing the feeling between her legs.

"You're going to cum, soon!" He stated, feeling the tightness and wetness of her pussy.

Sava leaned back, pulling her chest away from his grasp. "I decide when I'm going to cum!" She told him, slowing the motion of her hips down.

"Please Sava, cum on my cock! I need to feel!" He begged, knowing she couldn't help herself, but that she wanted to hear this.

Sava wickedly smiled. She loved watching her once cocky and smug old neighbor beg. It satisfied her need for control and made her feel powerful.

"I guess since you asked so nicely!" Sava replied, knowing full well she couldn't hold out long anyway.

She leaned forward to look into Warren's eyes as she sped her hips up again. His withered old face was oddly attractive to her now. His brown eyes shone in the dim light of the night. Her heart beated faster as she looked at the old man. She thought it was solely due to her oncoming orgasm.

"Call my name out!" Sava demanded, looking deep into his eyes.

"Oh, Sava!" Warren moaned, putting his hand back on her hips.

"No, my other name! The one only you call me!" She told him with a sultry smile on her face.

"Jello?" He asked, surprised.

"Yes! Say it louder!" She ordered, arching her back as her orgasm came closer and closer.

"Oh, Jello! Just like that!" He moaned, his hands going to her taut stomach, feeling her soft, smooth skin.

"Keep going! I'm almost there!" She yelled, Warren feeling her body tremble as she was so close to finishing.

"Oh fuck, Jello! Keep banging me, please!" He groaned as she fucked him with all the force she had.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" She cried out, planting herself down on his cock and letting her pussy spasm all along his length.

She felt wave after wave of pleasure, her young body feeling like it's on fire. Her brain went numb, and she felt her other self taking control. Her body felt weak, and she fell forward onto Warren, nestling her head into his shoulder.

"Thank you, daddy!" She whispered in his ear, letting him know she was in her frenzied state.

Warren wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over, so Sava was on her back. He was able to maintain his cock inside her as he leaned back, ready to fuck her brains out.

But Warren hesitated. He looked down at the young blonde woman and felt his heart beat through his chest. She was smiling up at him, obviously ready for him to destroy her, but he didn't.

"Come on, daddy! Fuck me!" She encouraged, ready to be ravaged by the old man.

Warren smiled down at her. He had wanted Sava to say that to him for a year now. But now that she did, it felt different from what he expected. He thought he'd feel powerful having conquered another broad. But instead, he felt a sense of belonging, like he had found his other half. He felt love towards Sava.

He leaned down and captured Sava's lips in a searing kiss. Sava quickly reciprocated, her frenzied mind too horned up to protest. Their tongues met and circled one another as Warren began to do gentle, small strokes inside her.

'What is he doing?' Sava wondered, as Warren usually didn't act like this.

It wasn't necessarily worse; it was just different and unexpected. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him tightly. Their bodies shared heat and fluid as the friction between them made their skin feel as if it were on fire.

Warren thrusted his hips back and forth sensually. It was tender and caring, not focused on the end goal but on the journey to get there. Her rational mind already knew what was happening; Warren was making love to her. That part of her wanted to get out of there, but her frenzied side was still in control.

So Sava stayed, holding Warren tightly as they made love. There was something between them, not a physical barrier, but an emotional connection. It had slowly grown over time as Sava's and Warren's affair had continued. Sava denied its existence, but there was no denying it now.

They finally broke the kiss to catch their breath. Their bodies were burning hot. Their sweat had combined and stuck them together, the room filled with the scent of their lovemaking, a twisted mixture of sweat and arousal.

"Mmm... oh, Warren." She quietly moaned as he nibbled on her earlobe.

She felt her pussy gushing as he kissed her neck. It was as if her whole body was a sensitive spot, and Warren was touching it all at once. It was unbelievable how good it felt. Each thrust was gentle, yet somehow she felt a passion behind them.

Sava knew she had lost control. Had Warren just fucked her and made them both cum, she would still have felt in control. She had allowed him to do that, that was her choice.

This, though, making love, she hadn't agreed to this. Her frenzied mind had accepted it, but did not impose this. This was Warren's doing, and she was just along for the ride.

"Oh, Warren! Keep going!" She cried out, nearing completion.

But she wasn't passive in this either. Her frenzied mind may have been in control, but it was still her. She had allowed this. She could have pushed him away, but she didn't. Carnal wants and desires fueled her frenzied self, and she desired to make love with Warren. Sava questioned if this was an unconscious desire of hers, a question that would run through her mind for a long time after this.

Still, she couldn't deny how good it felt. Warren so deep inside her, letting her feel his whole manhood intimately, stretching her out and making her head spin. Their orgasms were growing in unison, no doubt, a massive simultaneous explosion was on the horizon and coming quickly.

Warren pulled back his head slightly to look into Sava's eyes. He cupped her cheek and felt their connection. As he looked into her eyes, he knew she felt it too.

"God, you're beautiful." He said, Sava giggled slightly before he went in and kissed her again.

Sava didn't hesitate to kiss him back, once again choosing to make love with Warren. She felt the wrinkles on the back of his head. She shouldn't be here, enjoying this with him, but she couldn't help herself. As the feeling in her stomach grew, she knew why she couldn't leave.

Warren's hips remained calm, even as he approached his end, keeping their lovemaking slow and sensual. They finally both exploded together. Warren flooding her womb as her pussy massaged him. They both moaned and groaned into the other's mouth, neither daring to rip the contact apart.

Finally, after several moments, Warren moved away.

"Wow, Sava!" He said, shocked at how gentle yet amazing it had been.

"Thank you, daddy! That was incredible!" She replied.

Warren rolled off her, lying on his back as they both needed a moment to catch their breath. The room smelled fowl, a mix of sweat and cum, but neither minded it at the moment. They both basked in their lovemaking for a moment, and a silent contentment came over the room.

Sava's rational brain started working again. She realized how wrong what they just did was. It's was one thing if they were just fucking but for Warren to make love to her, it was an admittance that this wasn't just a stupid little affair. And Sava couldn't have that.

"You should probably leave..." Sava said, breaking the silence and instantly telling Warren that Sava was back to normal.

"Why? Is Ryan coming home soon?" He asked, a little worried that he might catch them as they were.

"No, I'm just tired, Warren." Sava said, already knowing what Warren would offer next.

"Come on, Sava, you know I ain't a one-shot guy." He replied, grinning, his fingers already reaching for Sava's hips.

"I said no, Warren!" She responded, slapping his hand away. It was tempting, but Sava needed a moment away from Warren to digest what had just happened.

"Fine." The disgruntled old man replied.

He rolled out of bed, picked up his clothes, and started putting them on. He watched Sava, who simply lay there uncomfortably. Her mind was reeling with thoughts about what had just transpired. Her emotions towards it were overwhelming and confusing, making her slump defeatedly.

She had enjoyed it immensely, that she could not deny. Neither could she deny the connection between them, something she had been hoping to avoid. She loved her boyfriend; he was her future. This was supposed to be just a little side of fun. But now her little affair had now become more complicated, and she didn't like that at all.

"You know my offer still stands." Warren said, cutting the silence in the room.

"I'm not taking money from you, Warren." She told him. "I'm not a prostitute."

"Don't think of it like that." He replied.

"Then how am I supposed to think about it?" She asked, turning towards him.

Warren saw the anger in her eyes and decided not to press the issue. "I'll just go." He said, and then left her room without saying another word.

Sava lay back, her mind racing. She knew sleep would elude her tonight.

------

Sava heard her front door close as her boyfriend left. It was the day after Christmas, and things were still tense between them, their fight from the previous night spilling over. But Sava had more on her plate now.

Before Christmas, she had only ever made love with Ryan. That's what separated Ryan and Warren. Warren could fuck her but love making was for Ryan only. But Warren had just torn down that wall. And she didn't know if she'd be able to put it back up.

She needed to talk to Warren, and with her boyfriend out of the apartment, it would have to be now. She knew he probably didn't even think he had done anything wrong, but she needed some assurance that he wouldn't do it again. So, she sauntered over to his place in sweats, trying to look as unsexy as possible to keep the conversation on topic.

"Hey, is your cuck gone?" Warren said as he opened the door.

"Yes, Ryan is gone, but we need to talk." She replied.

"Talk? Why?" He asked, and Sava saw a concerned look in his eye.

"Because of what happened last night." She told him, but could see he wasn't understanding. "Huh, come on." She said, taking his hand and leading him to his couch.

"So, what happened last night?" He asked, sitting down and wondering what was going on with Sava.

"You made love to me..." She told him.

"Ya, it was pretty good, wasn't it?" Warren replied, leaning in closer and breathing in her scent.

"That's not what I'm here to discuss, Warren." She responded, shooing him off. "You weren't supposed to do that with me. Only Ryan's allowed to make love to me."

"Oh, come on!" He scoffed, putting his hand on her inner thigh. "You know you liked it..."

She grabbed his hand and threw it off her. "That's not the point!" She replied. "We are not in a relationship. We are just fucking and you need to understand that."

"I do..." He responded, getting a little grumpy himself. "You've made that very clear."

"Apparently not clear enough." She replied. "So, I have a few rules."

"Rules? Really?" Warren responded.

"Yes, because you haven't been able to control yourself." Sava said.

"Sure, but you don't seem to stop me either." He inquired.

"Look, if you want to continue fucking, you just have to follow three rules. Got it?" She insisted.

"Fine." Warren disgruntledly agreed. "What are these rules?"

"One, no making love to me. That's for Ryan only." She told him.

"Fair enough." He agreed to her first rule.

"Two, no more trying to spend time with me outside of the bedroom." She continued.

"Alright, you've made that one clear." He agreed.

"And three, no more kissing." She told him.

"Come on, really?" He pushed back. "You kiss back just as much as I kiss you."

"That's not me... well, not the rationale me." She said. "If you want this to continue, then you need to show some self-control. Even if I beg you to kiss me, you have to stop yourself. Understand?"

"Yes." Warren angrily agreed.

"Good." Sava replied. "Now, you get your reward." She told him as she reached for his pants.

She undid his pants and pulled his cock. She was surprised to find it soft. When she's around, he was usually up and hard, but she figured the conversation wasn't exactly a turn-on for him. After a few pumps, she couldn't feel his cock coming alive.

She leaned over and took his cock into her mouth, his musky flavor quickly enveloped her tastebuds. She lied down on her stomach as she began to suck his cock. His semi-hard cock was a much different feel. It had a more squirmy feel to it than usual. There was an almost pride like feeling though as she felt the blood quickly rushing to his cock and it growing in her mouth.

"Oh!" Warren groaned as he felt Sava bob her head down and take his cock into her throat.

He collected her hair, so he could watch her suck. Her talented lips going right to his base, her warm throat and mouth surrounding his now fully hard cock. His other hand went to her butt, even in sweatpants you could see her thickness. He gave it a hard smack, the loud thump was heard throughout his apartment.

"Mmmm..." Sava moaned on Warren's cock, sending a vibration through him.

She heard him groan and yet another smack on her ass. Her body seemed to respond to his body quickly, which she both liked and disliked. Obviously, she enjoyed how hot he made her feel and the way he could make her orgasm. But she wished her body didn't give in so fast, it would be a lot easier to resist him.

After a third smack on the ass, she felt his hand go under her sweatpants and begin to massage her firm ass. She focused on his cock, tasting his salty precum as she teased his engorged cock head. Her hand jerked him off as she traced his cock head, reveling in the power she felt at being able to bring such a mighty beast to completion with just her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt Warren's hand on the back of her head. He pushed her face right back down to the base. Sava hummed happily as she enjoyed her throat being filled to by his massive cock.

But her eyes suddenly went wide. Warren's other hand, the one that was massaging her ass, made a b-line for her ass. At first, it just circled around it before applying light pressure to the sphincter.

Sava had never done anal before and she sure didn't want to start with Warren. She clenched her glutes up and tried to push off his cock. Warren held her down and Sava was legitimately worried he might finger her ass.

Luckily, Warren got the message. Before his finger could penetrate her, he slid them away and dove into her pussy. Sava sighed relief and refocused her efforts on Warren's cock even as he fingered her. The strange thing was that part of her, her frenzied self most likely, was disappointed that Warren hadn't just taken her ass.

She shook it off as Warren released her head a bit. She came up halfway to take a breath. Her tongue traced the prominent veins on his cock, savoring how his cock twitch at her every movement.

Warren could feel how wet Sava was. He had wished to get in her butt but he didn't want to push things--no point on getting another rule put in place. But by how wet she was, he knew part of her was excited by his attempt to take her ass. Patience would be key, as it always is with Sava.

Sava began to moan more profusely as Warren curled his finger, hitting her G-spot and making her stomach flutter. She could feel Warren was close too, his cock throbbing and twitching. As usual, it was a game of wills between these two, both working hard to get the other one off before cumming themselves.

Sava came out victorious. Warren couldn't hold back much longer, and when Sava pressed her nose into his pelvis, he lost control. Sava victoriously moaned as she felt him cumming down her throat. His cum tasted better knowing she had won their little contest.

As Warren orgasm finished, Sava released the tension inside her and began to cum on Warren's fingers. She could feel her pussy squirting as she let out a deep feral moan, stifled only by the large cock still in her mouth.

After a moment, she pulled her lips off, Warren's cock slowly softening. He pulled his fingers out as well, and Sava saw him lick them up, tasting her juices that remained on his fingers.

"Mmm... delicious as always." He commented as Sava stood up.

She playfully rolled her eyes at the old man. She adjusted her pants and realized it looked like she pissed herself from the stains. She hadn't meant for him to finger her, but Warren is insatiable.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Warren." She said, turning her back to leave.

"See ya, Jello!" Warren replied with a smirk.

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After their talk, Sava and Warren got back into a routine, generally fucking after Ryan had left. It was as if nothing had really changed, although Sava knew that wasn't true, but she could at least pretend.

Warren had followed her rules, not asking her to stay or kissing her, and definitely not making love to her. Her frenzied self had even asked for a kiss, but Warren had remained strong. Still, the way he looked at her was different. The desire and lust remained, but she noticed an almost caring look. She didn't like it, but as long as he kept to her rules, she could mostly ignore it.

She returned to her apartment complex after work, Ryan was away and she was pretty sure Warren would come a calling. She couldn't stop herself, even if she knew the longer this went on the more likely it was for that emotional bond to come to the forefront.

As she pressed the up button to call the elevator, she started getting wet just thinking about Warren's cock. He had a hold on her body, a feeling she worried she wouldn't be able to live without.

"Good afternoon, Jello!" His cocky tone came from behind her.

"Hello, Warren." She said as the elevator doors opened and they stepped on. "Cold day outside, isn't it?"

"Ya, I have an idea on how we can warm up..." His insinuation was clear and obvious.

Ten minutes later, Sava found herself naked, bent over Warren's bed. He had just eaten her out until she squirted and now his cock was at her entrance ready to push in. He was teasing her though, making her squirm for his cock.

"Come on, just do it already!" She demanded.

"Ask nicely!" He told her in a mocking tone.

"Fine, don't." She replied, not letting him win. "Let's see who can last longer!"

Another battle of wills took place. Warren ran his cock along Sava's pussy, tempting to push into her but never actually going in. Sava lay there bent over, waiting for him to give him. She reached back and opened her butt cheeks to give him better access, trying to tempt him further.

He managed to resist though, slowly doing laps along her slit. He pushed his cock into her clit, Sava yelping a little but still resisting. They both were stubborn, neither willing to relent easily.

Sava, in a desperate move, feeling her own willpower weakening, pulled out the frenzied voice and began to moan.

"Oh, daddy!" She softly moaned, trying not to sound sarcastic as much as possible.

Warren could tell she wasn't truly in her frenzied mode, but the temptation was too great. He slid into her, unable to hold back any longer. He set a fast pace, fucking her hard, the sounds of their coupling filling the room.

"Haha, I won!" She declared as he railed her from behind.

"You basically gave me what I wanted!" He replied, trying to claim some sort of victory.

"No, I didn't... you wanted me to ask, but I never did." She responded.

"Ya, well I'm still calling today a win!" He said spanking her ass.

Sava rolled her eyes but then started to focus on his cock inside her. She closed her eyes and squeezed her muscles, feeling every crevice on his beautiful cock. She knew it was the reason she couldn't quit Warren. She was addicted, and she just couldn't get enough.

He spanked her ass hard again definitely leaving a handprint. The stinging on her butt contrasted and amplified the feeling between her legs. She knew she likely couldn't have sex with Ryan tonight, but in that moment, she didn't care.

His cock tapping on her cervix was all that mattered. It sent a shockwave through her body, sending a spark to every nerve ending in her body. Her mind was going numb, her frenzied self attempting to come out. It was so wrong, but fighting only delayed it.

"Come on, give in!" He said, leaning down and grabbing her hips. "Let your wild side out!"

"You think I'd give in that easily?" She responded, holding her orgasm back.

Yet there was a gratification in denying Warren that pleasure. Making him really work for it brought her a sense of delight.

"You know you want to!" He whispered in her ear. "I can feel it!"

"You can't feel... ohhh!" She began to say but Warren's sudden fingers on her clit caught her off guard.

"You were saying?" He laughed as he felt her body orgasming, her pussy clenching around him as she stuck her tongue out.

"Oooh fuck daddy!" She moaned, her frenzied self now in complete control.

Warren stood back up, her pussy still clamped around him as she slowly came down from her orgasm. He smiled proudly. She could deny it all she wanted to, but Warren always got it out of her. Still, as he looked down at Sava, there wasn't just pride in him. Deep down, there was a gladness she had enjoyed herself. It was something new he hadn't felt in a woman before.

Sava suddenly started to crawl forward further onto his bed. She swayed her hips back and forth, her ass jiggling ever so nicely. When she got to the other side of the bed, she flipped over, her head propped up by his pillows. She spread her legs and tenderly pet her pussy as she stared lustfully at Warren.

"Come here, daddy! Fill me some more!" She told him.

Warren was in no position to refuse. He got on the bed and slowly crawled towards her. He looked into her brown eyes.

Sava knew the look in his eyes, it was a caring, loving look. Her normal self recognized; her frenzied self didn't care.

As Warren got to her, he pressed his cock against her opening but once again didn't push in. He began to lean down, all while maintaining eye contact. Sava was worried that he was either going to kiss her or make love to her again. She knew her frenzied self couldn't resist. Her heart pounded in her chest as she watched the old man.

But then he stopped, less than a foot from her face. Sava wasn't sure what he was doing. If he was trying to prove a point, it didn't matter. He knew she was in her frenzied state and would do anything he wanted. Once she regained herself, she be pissed.

"Oooh yesss, daddy!" She moaned as he pushed into her.

His hands pressed into her pillow as he fucked her. It was a steady, strong pace. She knew he could go harder, but he was holding back to let it last longer.

Her body shook and stirred underneath him. The old man's fucking setting her body on fire as her mind went blank except for the fantastic feeling in her loins. She threw her head back and moaned loudly, not caring who heard. She knew he had her wrapped around his finger in that moment.

But her inner self knew he wouldn't take advantage of her. She had weird trust in him that he would ultimately not push it. It had grown over the past few days, as Sava found herself in this exact position, ripe for Warren to take advantage of. But he hadn't, maintaining the rules she had set up.

Warren looked down at the blonde goddess quivering beneath him. In that moment, he wanted so desperately to push her further, to kiss her and make love to her. But he knew he couldn't, otherwise he might lose her.

So, he kept his thrust strong and consistent, trying to make it as close to love making without Sava realizing. He looked down at her, her face contorted as he brought her closer to orgasm.

"Oh god! I'm so close, daddy!" Sava cried out, her body on the verge.

Warren gave in and gave Sava what she wanted. He stopped holding back and pounded into her with everything he had. Her body turned hot, her juices flowing as her body hurled itself to the edge. Sava no longer held herself back, cumming hard on Warren's cock.

"Oh fuck yes daddy!" She cried out, her back reflexively arching as her pussy clamped itself around Warren.

Sava felt her body shaking as the orgasm washed over her. She loved how good it felt, her mind numb to anything but the overwhelming pleasure and heat radiating from between her legs. She realized he hadn't cum, something that was unacceptable to her frenzied self.

"Stand up, daddy!" She ordered. "Let me finish you with my mouth!"

Warren happy to oblige, pulled his cock out and stood up. Sava went to her knees, her hands getting right to business stroking his beautiful cock with both hands. She looked up at him with a sultry smile. She then opened her lips, letting her tongue lick a little salty pre-cum off the tip.

Warren watched as she worshipped his cock. Normal Sava is right to business with her blowjobs but her frenzied self was more sensual. She kissed and licked his shaft, getting a healthy taste of herself on his cock. She went right down to his balls, giving them a little kiss before quickly returning to his head.

As Sava's lips dove down his cock right to the base, Warren knew he couldn't last much longer, her lips too talented her throat too tight. He grabbed her hair and held her down as he blew his load down her throat, Sava happily swallowing his load.

After a moment, he released her. Sava pulling her lips off his still semi-hard cock with a smile on her face. She opened her mouth and showed him that she swallowed his entire load.

She then lay back down, a satisfied grin on her face. Warren got off and went to the bathroom to grab a towel. He wiped the sweat from his brow. His cock was still hard, thinking about the blonde beauty lying in his bed.

Sava, still lying there content, looked at him with lust. "You wanna go again, stud?"

------

After another hour or so, Sava found herself putting her pants back on. She felt a little sweaty and tired, but also quite satiated. She saw Warren lying in bed, clearly quite content with himself.

"So... I probably shouldn't tell you about this, but your boyfriend kind of invited me out on New Year's." Warren said, and Sava quickly turned to face him.

"He did what?!?" She asked, alarmed.

"I know, I saw him on the elevator and he asked if I had plans for New Year's..." He began to tell her.

"Huh..." Sava sighed, rubbing her temples. "His contest is determined by audience vote. He wants you there to vote for him!"

"Ya, he did mention that." Warren responded. "I wasn't planning on going, but I also don't really have any other plans..."

"It's fine." Save told him. "There's going to be a ton of other people there, and we'll say a friendly hello."

"Are you sure? Doesn't it break one of your rules?" He asked.

"Look, if we just keep it friendly and platonic, it should be fine." She told him.

"Alright. Friendly." He said, feeling like Sava was already bending her rules. "See you tomorrow?"

"Ya, see you tomorrow." She said, throwing her shirt back on as she left.

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"Ya, I'll see you there, babe!" Sava said as her boyfriend left their apartment to get set up at his contest.

She just got out of the shower and was drying her body off. Things between her and Ryan had been steadily improving. They were fighting less, at least, and Ryan had been in a better mood recently. She hoped he had accepted the inevitable about getting a job. She dreaded the idea that he was still delusional about his band's success.

'Got time?' Her phone buzzed, and she saw it was Warren.

'Nope, you'll just have to hold it.' She texted back and threw her phone on the bed.

Sava got ready to go, putting on her tight black dress. It showed just a bit of cleavage but conformed nicely around her round butt. She did her makeup and put on some heels. She checked herself out in the mirror, her butt looked amazing in the dress.

She checked Warren's response finally. 'Come on, at least send me something to jerk off to!'

She rolled her eyes but took a picture of her backside in the mirror and sent it to him. 'Does this make you happy?'

'Show me what's underneath!' Warren replied as she was walking out the front door.

'Too late. See you later!' She responded, putting her phone away as she strode down the hallway.

She caught the bus to her friend Juliet's place as they pregamed before her boyfriend's show. She was feeling good, drinking and laughing with friends. It had been a long few weeks between her fights with her boyfriend and tough days at work. Sava needed a night away from it all.

After an hour, her friends and she stuffed themselves into a car and drove over to the venue. Sava was getting drunk at that point, her friends blasting some music way too loud as they got close.

The venue was small and dark. It was really just a dance floor and a stage. The lighting was limited, which was probably for the best, as they hadn't cleaned the place well. Security was at a minimum, her friends easily snuck in some alcohol.

The place was crowded, and people were packed in tight, barely enough room to move around. The first band took the stage, and Sava began dancing and enjoying herself. If she were honest, they were better than her boyfriend, but she wouldn't tell him that.

Each band got two songs to impress, with a total of 6 bands. There were always a few awkward minutes between bands, where one group would get off and another would get on. Ryan's band was the 4th band to play.

After the 2nd band played, Sava noticed Warren among the crowd. The old man stuck out like a sore thumb. At this point, Sava was very drunk and decided to walk over to him.

"Hey, you!" She said, bumping into the old man purposely.

"Oh... hey, Jello!" He replied, surprised to see her. He was even more surprised when she wrapped him in a hug. "I thought you didn't want to hang out with me..."

"Tonight doesn't count." She replied. "How are you liking it so far?"

"It's good, beats being alone at home." He told her.

"Here, this will help!" She said, handing him a bottle of rum.

Sava giggled as he took the bottle and took a big swig. "Ugh... that's terrible!" He told her.

"Ya but it'll get you drunk!" She responded.

"Hey, since tonight doesn't count, can I get a dance?" Warren asked.

"Don't push your luck..." Sava told him. "... but maybe another time." She snatched the bottle back from him and gave him a wink before going back to her friends.

Her boyfriend's band took the stage and performed better than she had expected. She was proud in that moment, they had clearly put in the work. She was hopeful that they would win for a moment; the next band ruined any real chance of that happening.

His band ended up finishing third. Despite not winning, Ryan seemed to be in a good mood on stage. He smiled, laughed, and clapped as the other bands were announced.

"Hey Babe!" Sava said, getting her boyfriend's attention. "You did so well!" She told him, hugging him.

"Thank you, baby!" He replied, then gave her a kiss.

"Let's go back to Juliet's! Everyone else has already left." Sava told him.

"Umm... a guy who owns a club has asked to speak to me backstage." Ryan replied. "This could be my opportunity. Could you find another way over?"

"Ya, of course." She responded. "But you better get there by 12, I want my New Year's kiss."

Sava hurried away, hoping to catch her friends before they left. She stepped out into the cold December night, looking around the parking lot, but she couldn't see them. But she did see a car she recognized: Warren's.

It was a '70 Ford Mustang; he had restored it a few years back, and it was his pride and joy. Sava knew it was probably a bad idea to get a ride from her affair partner, but it beat waiting around for Ryan.

Warren saw her coming, he had been in his car sipping from a flask as he watched the concert attendees leave. Just before he decided to leave, he saw Sava come out and decided to stay and watch her. Her hips swayed from side to side as she approached his vehicle.

"Hey, handsome! Can you give a girl a lift?" Sava asked, leaning over into the open passenger side window.

"Depends on what you can do for me?" Warren answered.

Sava rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress a small smile. "I have quite persuasive lips." She told him, licking her lips.

"Yes, you do." He responded with a knowing smile. "Why don't you jump in the seat there."

Sava opened the door and jumped in. Warren meanwhile pulled his cock out, Sava taking note of it as she pulled up her friend's house on her phone.

"Can you drive me here?" Sava asked, handing him the phone and reaching over to grab his cock.

"Oh, ya, easy." He replied looking at the address as Sava felt his cock growing in her hand.

As he turned the car on and drove away, Sava leaned over and started to lick his swollen head. She smiled as she heard him groan as he hit the accelerator and they began to move. Sava teased him a bit, licking his cock head but not sucking on it properly. She heard his frustrated grunts and smiled, knowing he had to keep his eyes on the road meant she was in complete control.

Sava mercifully didn't tease him for long, partly out of pity and partly because she didn't have long to get him off. Her lips dove down onto his cock, his swollen head already leaking pre-cum. She tasted the salty mixture, which, when combined with his already deliciously musky taste, gave Sava quite a tasty treat.

She bobs her lips lower, taking his shaft into her mouth. The old man had some prominent veins on his cock. Sava's tongue licked the underside of his cock as it began to slide down her throat. What once took effort was now so easy for her, sliding her lips right to the base.

She began bobbing her head up and down the old man's cock. She could feel his power, his cock swelling in her mouth the longer she held it there. She made it sloppy, depositing copious amounts of saliva along his shaft.

At some point, Warren had to stop the car. He put his left hand on her head and held her down. He took the opportunity to reach over with his right hand and pull Sava's dress up and over her ass, giving her a couple of spanks. He finally released her when he had to start driving again.

They made it to her friend's place but Sava made no move to leave, continuing to bob her head up and down the old man's enormous cock. Now able to focus, he leaned back and enjoyed the subtle warmth of Sava's mouth on his cock. He collected her hair so he could watch her lips going from tip to base. He felt himself pulsing, ready to deposit his load.

Sava could feel it too. She felt a slight disappointment as she was quite enjoying the naughty blowjob but all good things must come to end. And as Warren began to explode, Sava went right to the hilt, swallowing his whole load down.

"Mmm... that was fun!" She said with a smile.

"You can say that again!" Warren laughed.

"Well, do you have anywhere you need to be?" Sava asked.

"No, I was gonna just head home, watch the ball drop, I guess." He answered putting his cock away.

"You could come in if you want." Sava replied, feeling sympathetic to the old man as well as a little drunk.

"Doesn't that break your rule about us hanging out?" He asked.

"Ya, but I already told you, tonight doesn't count." Sava answered, pulling some gum out from her purse. "Plus, nobody, not even you, should be alone on New Year's."

"Alright, if you think it's okay." Warren responded.

"Just don't be a creep and hit on anybody." She told him.

"Awww... do you want me all to yourself?" He joked, and Sava rolled her eyes.

Sava and Warren walked up to her friend's apartment. Sava kept a distance as they made their way inside, not wanting her friends to suspect anything. Walking in, there was a relatively chill vibe, people were talking, some drinking games were going on, and someone had a countdown on the TV. Sava introduced Warren as her neighbor, but most people just shrugged it off.

Sava sat down with some friends and played King's Cup. They were laughing and talking about the night and past New Year's when they acted a lot stupider. Sava periodically checked on Warren, who seemed to be doing alright, speaking with a couple of her friends and enjoying the night.

Sava looked at the time, it was 11:47. She checked around the room. No sign of Ryan anywhere. She pulled her phone out and saw he had texted her 30 minutes ago.

'Leaving now.' The text read.

'He should be here by now.' She thought as she went to check outside to see if his band's van was outside, but didn't see anything.

Stepping out of the apartment, she began to call her boyfriend's phone. Concern prickled her mind as the phone rang once, then twice.

"Hey babe... where are you?" She asked as Ryan picked up.

"Shit... hey baby... umm so we are kind of stuck." He told her.

"In traffic? You should have taken backroads!" She replied.

"No, the umm... van is smoking and not really working at this point." He responded. "And we tried calling a cab or Uber, but it seems like they're pretty busy at the moment."

"When are you going to get here?" She asked, a tear forming in her eye. "Can you make it on foot by midnight?"

"I don't know, probably not." He answered. "I'm sorry, babe."

"Huh..." She exhaled, a disappointment growing within her. "You have nothing to apologize for. Just get here safely."

"I will. I love you." He responded.

"I love you, too." She said, feeling exhausted, the weight of the past month really bearing down on her.

Entering back into the party, she looked around at all her friends' smiling faces. They were all having fun, but Sava realized she didn't want to be there. She looked over at Warren, who was sipping a beer on chatting with one of her friends.

Sava, not really thinking, walked right up to him. "Hey, I need your help." She told him, ushering him away.

"What is it?" He asked as Sava pulled him to the side.

"Wait 2 minutes, then meet me by the stairwell." She answered, then quickly walked away.

Warren watched Sava closely as she grabbed her jacket and walked out of the apartment. Waiting a few minutes, he grabbed his jacket as well and followed her out and down the hall.

"Come on." She said as she started walking upstairs.

"Where are we going?" Warren asked.

"There's a spot on top of this building I like." She answered.

On top of the building sat a picnic bench with a view of the city. Sava walked over and sat down, patting the spot next to her, so Warren came and joined her.

"What are we doing up here?" Warren asked, Sava's behaviour was concerning him.

"Ryan's not making it here for midnight." She told him.

There was a prolonged silence as her words hung in the air. Warren wasn't sure what to do. He could see that Sava was upset, and he wanted to comfort her, but he didn't want to push it too far. He ended up putting a hand on Sava's back. She kind of laughed when she felt it. He pulled back quickly.

"I'm sorry..." Warren said.

"It's ok. Tonight doesn't count." She replied.

"Ok." He responded by putting his hand back on her back and gently rubbing it.

"5 years ago, when I found out my mother passed away, I came up here." Sava said, her eyes glistening with a tear. "I didn't tell anyone where I was, but Ryan found me immediately. We sat here, he just listened to me and comforted me. I knew then I wanted to marry him. I've waited for years for him to propose. I knew he was the one. But he just never did. Then, we happened, and maybe I was just tired of waiting. Tired of him not making any money. Tired of being the adult in the relationship. It was a stupid thing to do, but I was tired of being responsible."

"I'm sorry for the part I took in all this." Warren responded, a candidness in his voice that Sava hadn't heard to that point.

"No, you're not." Sava replied with a smirk. "You had been trying to seduce me since we met, and you got what you wanted."

"I know, but I regret that I put you through this." He told her with sincerity in his words.

Sava looked over at him. "Thank you, but this isn't your fault." She replied. "You did what you always did, I knew better. I put myself here, I just don't know if I'll regret it or not."

"10...9...8..." Before Warren could respond, they began to hear the countdown coming from below.

"Guess the countdown's on..." Sava said, looking away.

"...7..."

"Ya, we should probably head inside." Warren replied.

"...6..."

"Oh, I'm going to regret this." Sava said. "You can kiss me if you want."

"...5... 4..."

"What? But..." Warren replied in shock.

"...3..."

"Tonight doesn't count, ok?" Sava responded.

"...2..."

Warren leaned in slowly, brushing a strand of her blonde hair out of the way. He cupped her face as Sava's heart beat fast. She puckered her lips and closed her eyes as the old man got closer and closer.

"...1..."

The lips met in a tender kiss. Sava felt her heart flutter, the emotions swelling within her. This wasn't where she expected to be at midnight, but she didn't feel upset. With Warren's lips on hers, she couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging.

"Happy New Year's, Sava!" Warren said, pulling away with a smug smile on his face.

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"I'm at home..." She told Ryan over the phone. "I was just feeling super depressed about you not making it for New Year's."

"Oh, do you want me to come home?" He asked.

"No, I'm just going to bed, so it's fine." She replied.

"Ok, well, I'm sorry I didn't make it on time." He responded.

"It's not your fault, enjoy the party, babe, and I'll see you tomorrow." She said before hanging up.

"You know we don't have to do anything tonight." Warren told her from the driver's side of his parked car.

"I know, but I need to." Sava replied as she put her phone away. "But I need someone in bed with me, and you'll have to do."

Warren smirked. "Oh, I'll show you how well I can do." He replied in a joking tone.

Sava rolled her eyes but smiled just a little. "There's one more thing." She told him. "Since tonight doesn't count anyway, I want you to make love to me, just like that one time..."

"Are you sure?" He asked, surprised by her request.

"I am." Sava replied.

In an instant, they were upstairs in Warren's apartment. Sava pulled him into a kiss, figuring if nothing counted, then they might as well go all the way with it. Their lips crashed together as they threw their coats off and began moving towards the bedroom.

Their lips spent only brief moments apart as they took their clothes off in a hurry. They had seen each other naked enough not to need to explore further. There was an electric charge in the air, one that fueled Sava's inner fire. There was a desperation in her movements. She needed to be touched, to be kissed, to be loved.

They broke the kiss to crawl into bed together. Sava was crawling backwards, keeping her lips just out of the reach of Warren's. She smiled and licked her lips as she teased the old man.

When she felt a pillow against her back, she laid down. The old man's lips and body came down on top of her, wrapping her in his arms, his lips on hers and his cock pressing against her thigh. Warren pulled the pillows out from under her and laid her down flat.

Their breaths were heavy when Warren pulled away for a second. He reached down and placed his cock at her entrance. They looked into each other's eyes. As much as Sava denied, there was a connection there. One forged in their countless nights together, and strengthened by her vulnerability tonight.

Slowly, he pushed in, Sava letting out a groan as she felt him inside her. He looked down at her with hungry eyes. Sava simply nodded, already knowing what he wanted.

He began thrusting into Sava, slowly and gently rocking his hips back and forth. Sava let out a soft sigh as he went down and started kissing her neck. She closed her eyes and took in all the sensations. Warren's old body pressing down into her, his lips on hers tender neck, and his cock slowly inching deeper into her.

Sava felt a fluttering in her stomach as Warren nibbled on her earlobe. His cock finally bottomed out, tapping her cervix. Warren held himself there, letting Sava feel his entire length inside her.

Then, he slowly began to pump inside her. Warren went teasingly slow, dragging his cock in and out at such a slow pace. It was torturously slow, letting Sava know he could ravage her but not doing it.

The slow stroke were still making Sava hot. She could feel the growing pleasure in her stomach as Warren intimately thrusted into her. Her body heat only increased, feeling Warren on top of her as well as his soft kisses on her neck. She began to pant, her body hot and pussy wet.

Warren's arms were around Sava, holding her tight. He couldn't say it to her, but he was going to make sure she felt his feelings towards her. There was a tenderness and sweetness in each thrust. He looked into her eyes. It wasn't frenzied Sava who was in control; it was Sava in control. As he looked into her eyes, he couldn't help but feel like she felt something there, too.

As Warren leaned in and kissed her again, Sava knew she was breaking all her rules she had set. Even though she claimed tonight didn't count, she knew it would be hard to put a lid back on. Could she really stop him from making love to her again, especially given how good this felt?

The friction between their bodies increased as Warren thrust a bit harder while still kissing her. Sava moaned into his mouth, the chemistry between them growing. It was like Warren was reading her mind how every stroke of beautiful cock seemed to hit the exact right spot. It sent shivers down her spine and made the butterflies in her stomach.

Warren was in heaven, gently rocking his hips, kissing Sava's plump lips, and gently bringing her to completion. He was going to savour the moment, knowing Sava might not let him do this again. As she moaned into his mouth, he knew he was doing it right, but still knew if Sava was serious, that tonight didn't count, then she would stick to her guns.

"Oh, Warren!" Breaking the kiss to cry out.

Warren could feel the heat radiating off her body. She was sweating, and Warren took a big lick of her neck, savouring her slightly salty taste. He could feel his own sweat on his stomach, mixing with hers, causing them to stick together in a euphoric entanglement.

He pushed into her deeply. He was already as deep as he could go, but he wanted somehow to go deeper. To explore a new area with Sava and give her even more toe-curling pleasure. He could feel her nails start to dig into his back, drawing a bit of blood. He heard her panting, the heat of the sex making the air heavy in her lungs.

Sava felt Warren's body against hers, pressing her into the bed. She saw the old face of his, knowing he was making love to her at that moment. And she was letting him, not her frenzied self, like on Christmas. It was so wrong, and she knew it, but refused to pull away. The feeling between her legs was too strong.

That feeling was growing quickly, a mutual bliss quickly growing in their groins. Sava's body was shaking with anticipation as feral grunts came from Warren's mouth. He pressed her into the bed, his cock pistoning in and out of her. She breathed in his essence, his scent was musky and manly, sending shivers down her spine.

Warren was pumping into with more power now, pushing his cock into depths Ryan couldn't, chasing his own relief as he felt Sava's oncoming. He leaned back and looked down at her. Her dark brown eyes were striking, and behind them was assertiveness he couldn't help but love. Sava had unlocked something in him, and as he saw her eyes roll back, he just wished she felt the same.

"Ah! Oh god, Warren!" Sava screamed out, her brain gave in, and released a wave of endorphins

Sava's whole body seemed to glow, she was experiencing a new high, unlike anything she had felt before. Her body seemed to melt into her surroundings, goosebumps all over her body as she cried out nonsense, her mind breaking due to the sheer pleasure.

Warren could feel Sava's orgasm; a heat radiated off her as she gently shook beneath him. Her pussy then gripped down around his shaft, trying to coax his cum out. He looked down at the beautiful woman below him, tongue out, eyes rolled back, her shiny blonde hair a mess, and he couldn't hold it in. He began to desperately stroke into her as he felt balls tighten and his cum rush up his cock.

Sava barely was able to recognize the feeling of Warren cumming inside her. She felt a rush of heat against her cervix as Warren stopped pumping into her. He pressed himself down onto her, capturing her lips in another kiss. Her body was on cloud nine, but her mind never went frenzied. Instead, she remained anchored to herself and the knowledge she had allowed all this. There was no blaming her other self this time.

"Happy New Year's, Warren!" She whispered in his ear as they held each other tightly.