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This is so hot, my keyboard burned my fingerprints off.
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The build up
Joe, or Sir as I usually call him, is someone I spend a night with every week or two. We have a strange relationship. We have literally nothing in common, I'm a vegan leftie activist, he drives a white van, goes fishing at the weekends and "doesn't do politics". On paper we should dislike each other but for some reason what we have works incredibly well.
We had arranged for me to go to spend the night with him last night. We'd been messaging for a few days before our latest night together and he'd given me his instructions. It was his birthday so I was under instruction to be extra good for him. He also wanted me to bring a butt plug and an extra big dildo with me, luckily I had just the thing in my box of tricks.
I started getting ready for him after I finished work and, for me, this is where the foreplay started. I had a soak in the bath, already starting to tingle at the thought of what the evening had in store, I already knew from our previous nights together that it would be intense. After my bath I covered myself in geranium scented body butter, it pleases him when I smell good and he likes touching my soft skin. The temptation to touch myself was so strong but I resisted, I knew he'd be cross if I'd already got myself off before I got to him. I dressed in a balcony bra which is just the tiniest bit too small so that I spill a little over the top, and a black thong. I know how much he likes my bum in a thong. And I finished off with skintight jeans and a very low cut top. I grabbed my overnight bag, my bag of toys and the flogger wrapped in pretty paper that I'd bought him for his birthday.
I was already soaking wet when I got in the car to drive to him and the journey was almost unbearable. I finally pulled up outside his house, checked my makeup was still perfect (even though I knew it wouldn't stay that way for long) and knocked on his door.
Part 1
He opened the door and stood in the doorway for a moment looking me up and down. He said just one word, "nice" and then grabbed my hand and pulled me in. He was wearing his usual jeans and a tight t shirt and the sight of his muscles rippling under his clothes took my breath away - I knew what he'd be using those strong arms for later. Before I'd even had chance to put my bag down he'd grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled my head back and kissed me. When he let me go, I handed him his gift and wished him happy birthday. He opened it, smiled and then looked at me with a raised eyebrow and said "and this is for me is it?" with a smirk on his face. I told him, with a cheeky smile, it was for him to use and without missing a beat he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulled me close and said "and so is this". By now I was so turned on I was soaking through my jeans and as he put his hands between my legs he felt that too.
He pushed me back and said he wanted to see what else I'd brought for him. He told me to take my top off then put my hands behind my head and stand where I was. He lit a cigarette and stood in front of me, smoking and enjoying the view. He traced his finger over the top of my breasts and drew it down my stomach before he walked around behind me. He saw the top of my thong behind the gap at the back of my jeans and he growled slightly. He ordered me onto my knees, finished his cigarette and took his jeans off. His cock was rock hard and sprang out of its confinement millimetres from my face. I wanted to lick it but I already knew that I wasn't allowed to do that until he told me to. The smell of him filled my nose and the tension was buzzing. He paused for a few moments before grabbing my hair again and pushing my face into him. Then he pulled my head back again and said "suck my cock girl".
I licked down the length of his beautiful cock before kissing the head and taking him into my mouth. I moved my hand to his stomach to balance myself and he grabbed it, "I didn't tell you to move your hand, get that back behind your head now". I did as I was told "sorry Sir" I tried to say but with my mouth full it wasn't very clear. He knew though and I got a "good girl" as he grabbed my hair again and pushed his cock to the back of my throat and held me there until I started choking a little. Just as I thought I couldn't take anymore he pulled my head back again, leaving my mouth empty. I was still gasping for breath as he pulled me back to my feet, undid the fastening of my jeans and pulled them down. "Turn around" he told me. "Yes Sir" as I did as he asked, stepping out of my jeans as I turned. He stood behind me, squeezing my arse cheeks, digging his fingers in hard and telling me what a beautiful sight it was. He slapped each cheek hard, "thank you Sir" and then pushed me onto my knees on the sofa in front of me and pulled my knickers down. "Push your arse out slut and reach round and spread your cheeks". I did as I was told and felt his finger stroking, ever so gently, around my arsehole before the first drops of lube hit me right on target. He pushed one finger into me, just a little and held it there as I took a deep breath in. "Keep those cheeks spread wide, I want to see you". He pushed his finger in a little more and then withdrew it before going in again with two fingers. I gasped as he stretched me. "Shut the fuck up". He kept me there, face pushed into the back of the sofa, arse out and two fingers inside me for what felt like an age and then I felt him trail the cold metal of the butt plug up the back of my left thigh, across the small of my back and down my right thigh. He paused for a moment before removing his fingers and I felt the tip of the plug pushing to fill the gap his fingers had left. He kept a gentle but consistent pressure on until I felt the thickest part of the plug opening me up and then sinking into me as I closed around it. With his other hand he pushed two fingers into my sopping wet cunt. "Fucking hell, you're dripping. You love it don't you you filthy little slut" "yes Sir, yes I do". "What are you?" "I'm your filthy little slut Sir" "good girl". I'm a feminist but.....that "good girl" gets me every time!
He told me to stay where I was, kneeling on the sofa, face mashed into the cushions at the back and my hands spreading my arse cheeks apart while he rubbed my clit and dipped his fingers into my cunt. My breathing is getting heavier and just as I'm on the brink he says "don't you fucking dare cum", takes his fingers away from me and slaps me hard on each arse cheek twice. My knees collapse from under me and I'm half on the floor, half on the sofa, eyes watering, arsecheeks tingling from the impact and mourning the loss of the orgasm I was so very close to.
"Get up those stairs now" he said as he pulled me up off the floor. I moved quickly and he followed me telling me that he liked the way the purple jewel in my arse was sparkling as I climbed the stairs. We went into his bedroom and he threw me down onto the bed, using one hand to hold both my wrists over my head and the other to guide his cock into me. We both sighed as he entered me and he pulled my right leg up onto his shoulder so he could go even deeper. He fucks me so well and the added pressure of the plug still in my arse made it even better. "I want you to cum for me now, cum on my cock" and I did, hard.
Just as I started to gather myself again he eased the butt plug out of me and said "is your tight little arsehole ready for my cock now girl?" "Yes Sir, please fuck my arse Sir". And he did! At first he was gentle, more gentle than you'd ever imagine such a rough man could be capable of. He stroked my face as he eased his cock into me, checked in with me asking if I was OK and making sure it felt good. He told me how well I was doing and how good I felt. Slowly he slid into me, just a tiny bit at a time, pausing to let me get used to the feeling of him filling a place we both knew he wasn't really supposed to be. But soon his whole length was inside me, and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head. He fucked me deep and hard telling me how good I felt around his cock and how pleased he was with me for taking him so well. My whole body was shaking as the most immense orgasm built. "Rub your clit for me, I want to watch you touch yourself". To be honest hearing him say that was enough to take me over the edge but I clenched my jaw and made myself wait. I moved my hand down and circled my clit with my finger, building up speed and pressure until I couldn't hold back any longer. As Sir railed my ass with his cock my entire self shook and quivered. I must have let out a scream because he covered my mouth with his hand and although I knew it was through concern for the neighbours rather than any kind of kink that just turned me on even more! I came and I came and I came until I physically couldn't cum any more and I collapsed under him in a wet, sweaty, red faced, very happy heap.
The intermission
"I think we need a rest" and he winked as he took himself off to the bathroom. I took the 10 minutes or so he was in there to get my breathing under control and wait for my legs to start working again and then took my turn for a wash and freshen up. I put on my pjs (a very cute short playsuit) and joined him downstairs.
He had a drink waiting for me and was rolling a spliff. We curled up on the sofa and I lay in his arms while we smoked together and watched QI on the TV. We laughed at the jokes and got a bit stoned and kissed and held each other. We chatted about our day and work and he told me I was pretty.
After about an hour of chatting and hugging he announced he was hungry and stood up. I assumed he was going into the kitchen to get something to eat but instead........
Part 2
........he grabbed my legs, pulled me down so I was lying on the sofa, pushed my knees apart, pulled the bottom of my playsuit to one side and buried his face deep into my cunt! That wasn't what I was expecting but it was definitely welcome! He certainly was hungry, he ate me like a ravenous man. After he'd satisfied both of us he emerged, his face shiny and kissed me hard so I could taste myself on him. He told me to get undressed and lie down on the sofa again and then handed me the massive dildo he'd told me to bring. "I want to watch you fuck yourself with this". This thing is seriously huge and I was struggling to make it fit so he took it off me, covered it in lube and handed it back. He stood over me, stroking his cock and watched me as I slowly pushed it into my cunt and moved it back and forth. He directed me "deeper, faster, come on really fuck yourself hard, rub your clit" I followed his directions to the letter, it was as hot as fuck! He knelt over me and moved towards me. I started to pull the dildo out, assuming he was about to replace it with the real thing. He growled at me in that delicious primal way he has, honestly that growl is the sexiest noise I've ever heard! "No, leave it in". OK, I think I know what he's about to do but I can't believe that it's actually possible. Turns out I was wrong, it was entirely possible, just not exactly easy! He pulled me wide open and pushed his cock into me alongside the dildo. I've never felt so full in my life. He fucked me into a sweaty moaning heap for the second time that night and when I couldn't cum any more he pulled out and stood over me. "Open your mouth" he said. "Yes Sir" I lay there waiting obediently and within a few moments he was spurting into my mouth and over my face.
There was a part 3 before we went to sleep and a part 4 before I left this morning but I think I've written enough now. I very much recommend a rough, primal toy boy! And we never did use that flogger! Maybe next time!
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