Fantasy

Fantasy

The Call of Seduction

“Where are you” he asked.
“In my bedroom, on my bed.”
“Are you sitting up or laying down”
“I am laying back against pillows,” I replied.
“Satin, I presume” he asked.
“Yes, satin.” The small talk went on for quite some time. He asked questions concerning every detail of my room. Furniture, lighting, music playing; I guess he wanted to build the image of where I was, what my surroundings looked like, how it smelled, and what it sounded like. In detail I replied to all his questions. Then his questions turned to me. “What are you wearing”
“A black silk robe,” I commented.
“And underneath”
“Black lace panties and matching bra,” I quickly answered, then heard him sigh heavily.
“Hmmm sexy, very sexy. Lay back now and tease me,” he stated rather firmly.
Finally he gave me the opportunity to take over. I did. I asked him a lot of the same general questions he had asked me. He was wearing jeans, no shirt. He too was lying down on his bed. I began my verbal seduction.
“Take your free hand and gently rub your palm down the bulge in the front of your jeans” I told him. “Make it grow. I want your cock to become painfully erect for me. Do not undo them yet. If you do I will hang up the phone without so much as a goodbye.” He sighed deeply. I smiled knowing I was in total control. “Are you hard yet” I asked.
“Yes, very” he breathed. I instructed him further. “Trace the outline of your cock with your pointer finger, then slowly slide it up and down the underside of the swollen shaft. Again rub it with your whole hand. Grasp and gently squeeze your big balls for me.” I heard him grunt quietly as he apparently did exactly what I asked of him. “Now slowly unbutton the top button of your jeans, slowly. Take the zipper and lower it all the way down. Does your cock feel relieved to be somewhat free” He replied quickly with an enthusiastic yes. “Now take a moment to take your pants all the way off. I want your swollen cock to be free.”
After a couple seconds he came back and said, ok. “You are now naked” I asked. “Yes” he replied. “Describe your cock for me. Tell me what I will be wrapping my lips around. Tell me what type of flesh will be pounding in and out of my wet pussy, fucking me into my mattress.” “It is about seven inches long and five inches around. The head is quite large and well-defined veins ripple around the thick shaft.” He then added, “just the sound of your voice has made it as hard as steel.” “And your balls” “They are fairly large, hanging quite low and full of hot cum for you to…” I quickly interrupted, “will you let me drink it or would you rather explode in my cunt” “Both” he simply replied. Again I smiled.
Teasingly I kept my seduction going. “I am now going to get naked for you. I am standing and slowly removing the black robe. I am untying it.” The front falls open, revealing the treasures beneath. “Slowly I’m pushing it off my shoulders and down my arms. It falls in a heap to the carpeted floor.” Holding the phone up to my ear with a shoulder, I take my free hands and massage both of my firm young breasts. “My nipples are so hard” I tell him. “They are longing to feel your tongue, your lips. I am squeezing and caressing them. I’m now slowly reaching around and unclasping the bra.” I slip it off and let it too fall to the floor to meet the robe. My tits are free. The hard nipples stand out firm, excited. I again rub the warm flesh, this time with much more aggression. I hear his breathing getting harder in the phone as I continue. “Don’t you want my tits I bet you want to taste them, to suckle them. I bet you are just dying to straddle my chest and fuck them with your penis, aren’t you” He just moans. “Well they want your tongue, your lips, and your cock. My nipples want to be pinched hard.
I am now slowly lowering my panties. Over the swells of my hips, down to uncover my bare pussy and down each long tanned leg. I am not stopping; lower, lower, lower I push them. I bend to remove them entirely and toss them to the floor.” I feel the rush of cool air against the wetness of my excited womanhood. I explain to him how wet I am. “Are you touching your cock” He replies, “Yes.” “Grip it tight,” I state, “just like my pussy would feel on it. Stroke it slowly for now, but with long complete strokes. That’s the way I like to begin fucking. Slow with full complete thrusts. I want to experience the total length and width and feel every single ridge and ripple of my lovers’ penis. I want to feel the cock head as it pries me open deep inside and then submerges into my tight depths. Picture me on top of you. Straddling your hips, I lower my cunny down onto every last inch of your luscious cock until your pubic hair tickles my ass.”
I tell him, “ooohhh lover, work that cock with your strong hand. Imagine the wetness of my pussy surrounding your hard meat. So very tight, almost virgin like, it grips your fat shaft. You feel the heated pussy walls compress your throbbing cock as you slowly slide every inch in and out repeatedly.” A groan escapes his lips and echoes through the phone. I teasingly ask if he’s ok. “More than,” he replies. “I am now back on my bed, naked, and so very, very horny,” I tell him. “I am laying back against the satin covered pillows. My chest heaves with the deepened breaths I am now experiencing. My nipples are painfully erect. My pussy is sopping wet with excitement.” He again groans and I hear his breathing so much heavier now. I can vaguely hear the slapping of his hand as he pumps his cock. I try to envision his fist sliding up and down his swollen pole.
“I can’t resist,” I teasingly tell him. “My fingers have made their way down to my wetness. I am slowly, in tiny circular motions, rubbing my swollen clit. Oohhhh yesss it feels so good. I so badly want your tongue there. I want to feel it lapping at my cunt. I want to feel it spread the lips apart and slide inside me, wiggling deeply. Like a tiny cock, I want to feel it fuck me and fuck me hard.” He suddenly speaks, “oh God yesss baby, don’t stop talking.” I tell him, “my fingers are now working my clit at an accelerated pace,” then I bark out, “keep pumping that huge cock but do not cum until I tell you to,” he reluctantly says ok.
“I am now holding a nice fat cock in my hand” I explain to him as I grab my dildo from the nightstand, “your cock,” I purr. “I picture you straddling my face, lowering your member to my mouth. I open up as I feel the swollen head bump up against my full lips.” I slide the dildo into my mouth. Immediately my hungry tongue swirls around the fat tip and the following shaft. The artificial veins feel incredible against my tongue. “I am sucking your fat cock now lover. The head is hitting the back of my throat. I just know you want to plunge your dick in completely. I know you want me to deep throat you, don’t you You want to let loose and fuck my mouth like it’s a pussy, thrusting your sensitive head, over and over again, down my tight throat. You want to hear me moan and whimper; see me panic and struggle against your huge throat-invading phallus. Well do it then. Fuck my face hard. Give me that fat cock.”
I stop speaking briefly to hear his masturbating hand pounding. The slapping sound is proof that his dick is getting a serious work out. I picture my phone lover as he lies on his bed and masturbates. I envision his erection, a swollen purple head, a beaten red shaft, and a blur within his pounding fist. I see his balls being thrust up and down between his spread thighs, balls that contain his delicious juice, bouncing from his hands mighty pumping.
Excited even more by my vivid imagination, the sounds coming over the phone and my own dialogue, I swiftly move the artificial hard-on down between my spread legs. “Ok lover, I cannot take it anymore, please give me your fuck stick. I want to feel every inch of your flesh penetrate me completely. I am putting the dildo to my ever-so-horny pussy. You are now going to fuck me.” He almost screams his approval. “I am so fucking hard sweetie. I wish I were really there to fuck you. God what I would do to you. I want you so bad,” he continues. “My cock is huge and swollen and begging for your tight hot cunt.”
I gently take my hand and part the tender swollen lips. I place the tip of the dildo to the opening and slightly push. A soft moan escapes. He hears it, “yes honey fuck yourself good. Take every inch of my big cock and fuck yourself with it.” At his coercing I begin the slow penetration of cock. I feel my pussy stretch to accommodate the moderate width of the dick. I again moan out. “Aaahhhh God yessss” I continue to gradually sink the dildo into my depths. Slight pain arises from the sheer size of the artificial penis but the pleasure is much much greater. I continue to push with my free hand. My moans become much louder, almost to a scream. He continues on the other end of the phone to cheer me on. “Yes,” he yells, “fuck it, fuck that fat cock…take every inch.” I thrust one final time and feel the head bump up so deep inside me. Every inch of the dildo is buried all the way to the fake balls.
I breathe in heavily just trying to catch my breath. I tell him “You are sunk to the hilt. Every inch of your big shaft is spreading me open and throbbing uncontrollably.” Teasingly I add, “I just know your precum is painting the insides of my sugar walls.” I feel my tight pussy contracting against the object, the hard rubber cock. I still hear his hand slamming up and down on his flesh. My mind cannot help but wonder if he could last this long inside me Definitely not, I decide! I slowly begin sliding the dick out of my skewered pussy. I feel my pussy being pulled outwards with the cock’s withdrawal. Then I thrust it back in. A scream escapes my lips. He again comments, “Yessss baby, fuck me…fuck my cock.”
I spread my legs further, arch my back, and thrust my pelvis upward to meet the dildo. My hand, now grasping the dildo with more strength, begins a fluid pumping motion, sliding the cock in and out fully. I feel, as the tip just about exits me, my pussy lips close slightly, and then the dildo pries me back open as I thrust it in again. Wetness now coats my entire hand and I feel it running down the crack of my ass. As I am oblivious to the world right now, I feel my massive orgasm building deep within me. I scream out to my lover, “NOW, cum for me now, cum in me and on me. Let your delicious man juice explode.”
I hear him moan loudly and grunt like an animal, and then he screams out that he is coming. I hear his moans coincide obviously with his spurting cock. I imagine his orgasmic penis throbbing relentlessly. The tiny peehole opens just enough to release blast after blast of white-hot jism. I see it send streams of sperm all over his stomach and chest; splashing, coating his tanned skin. As I witness in my mind his explosive orgasm, I continue fucking myself with the fat fake dick. Now furiously pounding it in and out, as I feel my own orgasm arriving, I drop the phone from my ear to the pillow. My other hand automatically goes to my engorged clit and begins to frantically rub it in sync with the thrusting cock.
Screams and moans of pleasure fill my room now as I begin to enter the first phase of my incredible climax. I feel my body begin to tremble and shudder from my toes all the way up. Goosebumps cover every inch of my skin as my nerves are stimulated tremendously. Then my entire body goes stiff. I tighten my leg muscles so hard they almost hurt and my toes curl and then straighten. Then with a rush that overwhelms me, my entire body ignites.
Stars burst in my eyes and mind as the first gush of liquid fire explodes from my well-fucked vagina. Continuously my whole body releases the passion that I have longed to let go of. My screams, I am sure echoed throughout the whole house, and of course quenched my phone lovers’ thirst for sexual accomplishment. As the spasms continued to race through my body, my tremendous orgasm slowly subsided. My pussy, as well as my head, throbbed with every heartbeat.
I quietly lay still, engrossed in the aftermath of a mind-altering sensation. I could barely move a muscle to grasp the phone I had dropped. I softly and seductively said “hello.” My lover sighed and chuckled, stating, “that is the word, that earlier this evening, got this whole thing started.
I hope y’all enjoyed it! Comments are more than welcome.
Hugs and kisses, Brandi xoxox

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Fantasy

Good dinner

Good dinner
My girl and I have a very special relationship. She is not my beloved girlfriend but she also is my mistress. She is sweet and cute and so, so kind but she can be a really hot and sexy mistress, too. She knows I love when she is that dominant. And she herself likes to control me, too. So we have some kind of arrangement that says that we are a normal couple to the outside but in our sexual life we have this special relationship. We do really love each other and the both of us are supposed to make the other happy. So it’s great that we found each other. Her sexual preferences and mine compare each other just as good as we do in questions concerning personality. The fact that she is younger than me makes our special relationship even hotter. To be honest, the fact that I submit myself in sexual questions to a hot younger girl excites me. We both have kinds of exhibitionistic preferences and we love to live them out.
One day we went out on a Saturday afternoon. We went into the big city. Many people were out to. My girl and mistress wore a not too short but tight, black cotton shirt and a elegant skinny white blouse under a fitting, waist- long business jacket. The outfit gave her a really sexy, serious look. The tight skirt wrapped around her cute ass and let her strong legs look pretty damn good! At the end og her long legs she wore hot, black high heels. They looked not cheap or whore like. They just fitted well with the rest of this outfit. The last parts of this sweet outfit were her black stockings. I walked beside her, my arm around her waist and my right hand placed on her ass. This simple thing exited me already because I knew she, as I, was not wearing any underwear. So the only thing that was between my hand and her sexy ass was the thin cotton of the skirt. I could feel the sides of the suspenders and I played a little with them through the cotton. My girl gave me a nice look and I knew she liked me doing that and I liked it to. But I not only liked to it that moment. I knew I would get some kind of “punishment” because I was that sassy. All this was part of our game. As I mentioned before me neither wore any underwear so my erection could be seen through my pants. The other people we met look straight the other was when they got aware of it. We thought that was funny and it made us hotter, too, because it fed our exhibitionistic considerations. So my cock grew with every passant we met. Finally we arrived our aim.
We took a seat in a little, intimae café. I took the seat on the opposite side of my mistress. We had chosen a table in the middle of the restaurant. So, all the other guests could see us pretty good. The tablecloth was not too long. When we had finally taken our seats my mistress very slowly stretched her long sexy right leg. She touched my leg under the table. She slowly walked her leg up mine until she reached the place between my legs, where my rocklike boner waited inpatient for her high heeled foot to touch it. She began to rub it. While she did that we hold our hands on the table just like a normal couple.
Now you have to know that we modified many of our clothes in a way that they look quite normal if you don’t know that they are modified. One of those modifications concerned the zipper of the trousers I wore that day. It was changed in a special was that allowed my girl to open it without using her hands. She just had to stick one of her toes through a little lash that was directly combined with the zipper itself.
When my mistress used the mentioned lash my erected cock just popped out of my trousers like nothing. Finally it was free and I enjoyed the fresh, cold air that flew all around it really much, but maybe not as much as I loved the knowledge, that the whole scene was observed by many total strangers. My girl gave me one more, sexy look. She touched my hand a little rougher as she slid my steel- bar in the space between her toes and the shoe. Then she started to wank my cock with her cute mistress- girly- my little honey- I love her- foot. It was hard for me to keep the shine. I tried to act as if nothing was going on. Just as if there was no sexy women right above me that was wanking my cock with her soft toes in public where many strangers were able to see me.
Then the waiter showed up. He brought he wine- menu first. Because of the fact that we wanted to act as if nothing was going on under the table I took as the gentleman I am the wine- menu. I tried to concentrate and chose an Italian red wine that fitted to the pasta we had already ordered. He disappeared again.
My mistress kept wanking me as if there was no tomorrow. When the waiter came to bring the meals I felt a humongous power of pressure building up in my balls. She realized that my cock moved in the warm and soft place between her toes. She smiled at me with her meaningful smile and kept massaging the top of my boner. Finally I couldn’t stand it more and shot my fist load right on her sexy little foot. She smiled even bigger and began to eat. She replaced her foot on the ground and played with her spermed toes in the high heel. It made a silent but hearable sound and some of the other people started to check where this sound might come from. We gave us a smile. Then the wine came. We made a toast- we drank on our love and on our special and profound relationship. While we ate and drank we talked about this and that, just like normal people would do it, too. Suddenly my girl let fall her fork. Certainly I knew this sigh and I stood up to get on the ground to get it for her. This was a dangerous moment because my cock was still hanging out of my pants.
But if people see something like that they don’t belief their eyes because they think it can’t be. Something like that just doesn’t have any place in their simple and boring lives.
So I simply got down on my knees on the floor and “searched” for the lost fork. My beautiful girl spit her strong legs and gave me a good view on her nice little unshaven pussy (in our sexual life we had decided that I wasn’t worth it to see my mistress pussy shaven). Without losing any time I reached my hand up her legs under the tight skirt and stick 2 fingers in her pussy. I moved them fore- and backwards while I kept pretending to search the fork. As I “found“ it I pretended as if I was losing my balance. And I landed with my face right between her legs. I could smell her wetness through the cotton. I loved her smell. She quickly pulled up the skirt to give me a full view on her vagina. And I started licking her so wet pussy- hole whit my had under the tablecloth. I felt her nice dark public hair on my mouth and between my teeth. And I inserted my hungry tongue inside my mistress’ waiting hole. She whispered:”You really are a dirty slave, aren’t you? You enjoy licking my wet sweet hole here in public! Yeah, slave ….suck all my good juice! Feel my pussy muscles work all around your wet slave tongue!” It was so wet I almost drank inside. And I loved it. I thought if I had to dir in one way I would drink in my girl’s sweet pussy juice. I drank as much as I could in the limited time I was able to stay under the table. We wanted to make the people wondering- not knowing. After about 2 minutes I came up again. My mouth was totally covered of her juice and so glossy, nobody could have serious doubts whet was going on here. I tried to lick my mouth clean as good as possible. Not to escape the embarrassment but not to waste any drop of her worthy juice. I really love her. The afternoon turned into evening and we finished our major meal.
The wine was almost emptied. The waiter came and asked if we wanted some deserts. We ordered some fruits with white and black chocolate. I wanted to order some more to drink but she touched my cock under the table and I stopped ordering.
When the waiter was gone she said in her hot way:”So honey … you are thirty, aren’t you? Guess what, I expected that and I brought some special drink for my sweet slave- boy” she gave me a extremely hot smile and licked het lower lip. Then she took my empty wineglass. She looked me deep in the eyes and she held the glass under the table. She moved a little forward on her cozy chair. “You will get the drink you deserve, honey. I will take care of you my way!” then I heard a certain sound. It sounded as if someone put water or something in a glass. First I was confused. Then I realized what this hot chick was doing: she peed in my wineglass under the table! My cock immediately got filled with blood. It stood up like a tower in a storm. Then the sound got more and more silent until it faded away. My girl took the filled glass up on the table. I saw her hot yellow pee and my heart started beating like hell. The smell came to my nose and played around it. My cock almost exploded. She held the glass under her nose and took a deep breath. “That’s just right for my nasty boy” she said and clicked with her tongue. Then she gave the filled glass to me. My hands were shaking of excitement. In fact my whole body was out of control. I held the glass under my nose like she did before and took a deep breath, too. The biggest smile appeared on my face. Then finally I began to drink. The taste of my- yes my own little baby- girl- mistress-pee was great. It was bitter with a flavor of her sweet juice in it. While I drank in huge sucks the waiter came with the deserts. He stood them down on the table. He moved his nose when he got a nose full of my drink. But he didn’t say anything. My mistress let fall her little dessertspoon. As I wanted to get down again, a little disappointed I couldn’t finish my dink, she got on her knees. For some reason she took the white chocolate- cup with her. As she was under the table she whispered to me:”Yeah honey, enjoy your drink- and remember there is more!” Then she took my cock with a rough grip and began to shake it. My excitement was so big that I didn’t take her long to let me cum again. I shot all my sperm in the white chocolate- sauce. When she was finished she gave my cock’s head a quick lovely kiss. She appeared on top again- with the small spoon. “Now let’s have desert and then let’s get the hell out of here” she said. I finished my bitter sweet drink while blood pumped in my cock already again. We both ate the fruits with the white- chocolate- sperm- sauce and the dark chocolate. All of the sudden she asked a couple of girls next table if they wanted to taste the sauces. Surprisingly they wanted to. We quickly agreed to leave them the rest of the desert. Finally we asked for the check and payed and gave a huge tip When I stood up she stood in front of me. I just wanted to close my zipper but she caught my hard cock behind her back. She shook it a little and because I was actually unbelievable hot and because I didn’t care in that moment I shot another load on the backside of her skirt. On our way out she gave a likely smile to the girls. “How do you little sluts like my slaves cum?” she asked the girls as we turned to go out.
Outside we went just our normal way, my hand on her ass cheek. As we went out way, again like a normal couple, she said all of the sudden:”Guess what slave- honey.” I simply didn’t try to guess and re asked her simply what it was. “I gave you a blowjob in this restaurant; didn’t I?” I nod my head. “Now I want you to give me a blowjob, little slave!” I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what she meant. Then she gave me an evil grin. We just passed a stone on the side of the way we were walking on. She stood one foot on top of it. So her legs were speared. Then she pulled up her skirt. “Slave, today I will use you as my toilet, this game began in the restaurant and I’ll make sure it goes on. Now look slave: right now I need to take a huge shit! And I am sure you r still a little hungry, aren’t you? So get down on your knees in front of your mistress.” I did as I was asked to do. Then she pulled the skirt just a little higher so I could see her light brown asshole right above me. “Now slave lick my asshole, this will be my pleasure today, you are here to pleasure me. And make good work so you will get your gift!” I started to do my work. Right on the street I started to lick my honey’s little pretty asshole. It tasted great. I licked in small circles all the space round about it. Then, finally, I concentrated my work to the center. I licked from the left to the right and the other way. I licked from the front to the back and from the back to the front. Finally I had the feeling that het hole was soft enough. “Yeah, you are such a good slave! Lick my asshole pleasure me! And now ….. yeah …. Stick your tongue up my ass! OH, slave you are doing so well! Go on!” she moaned. And then she climaxed right there out on the streets, with a man licking her asshole. And she didn’t care about any strangers, she just shouted all her pleasure out there on the street where still many people were on their ways. “OH, fuck … yeah …. You good slave …. You make me cum so heavy! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” she screamed. When she was done, and all the people tried to go their ways again, she started to press. “Now you will get your gift!” she said in the sweetest sounds. Then slowly her shit opened her asshole from the inside. I saw the small brown point above me growing. Then I smelled it. I can’t imagine to ever have loved any flavor any time that much as I adored my mistresses sweet smell that moment. I breathed in heavily. I smelled it in every possible way. The brown snake grew meanwhile more and more and I couldn’t wait to finally taste her shit. Slowly the snake from her asshole grew forward to my mouth. Now I understood what she meant when she talked about a blowjob. Happily the shit she took was not that soft. It was a good creamy one but with a good level of stability. Finally the brown top of the snake hit my lower lip. “Yeah …. You like that, don’t you?” she moaned, “Eat my shit, I know you are hungry for it. You love it you little shit- eater. Oh yeah, that’s it feel the taste of my shit on your lips and now …. Yes …take a bite. Oh my god, eat my shit slave. That’s your favorite- meal, isn’t it?” Hearing my mistress talking like that to me drove me crazy. And I didn’t see any end of the snake. She just kept pressing and a she starred peeing again. My head and my hair got showered with her sexy girlpee. Without any pause I kept eating and sucking my girls great “shitdick” my teeth cut through the shit as if it was butter and I wraped my tongue around the snake and I pressed it inside my mouth against my palatine. And I smashed it and I felt like I was in heaven. I have no idea how long it took me to eat and enjoy the whole shit but anytime I was done. “You’ve done well slave,” my girl said,” now clean my asshole.” And I just started licking her asshole clean and I sucked every little piece if shit I could find and t licked her pussy, too and I drank and swallowed all the left pee. While I did this my girl above my came again, this time not that heave like she did before but she had her pleasure. When she was totally cleaned she told me to sit down on the stone. I did as I was ordered. And then, almost like a normal couple, we had normal sex- on the stone in the street. I shot a few more loads in her pussy and ass. And when I pulled my cock from her asshole it was shit- covered and I liked it much. In the night we went home our normal way – my hand on her ass- and my cum was floating off her holes and it dripped down on the street and we left a nice track of her pussy juice and my cock juice behind us. And I was happy and she was, too because we both loved each other and we both knew there were loads of shit and pee and cum and pussy juice left.[b]

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Fantasy

Weekend Job

I was a very young boy when a man forcefuly sodomized me. The thing about it was, I ended up liking it, and a relationship of me pleasuring his dick ensued and lasted for a couple of years. It began when I was just this short little white boy of 13 years, and he was this big mexican man named, “Richard”, that I had worked for on the weekends mowing grass. He was in his late 20’s and he had pretty big muscles that were covered with alot of gang tattoo’s. He had a very big and thick dick that I loved to suck on, because I loved to eat his tasty cum. His cock was realy beautiful, with it’s nice big mushroom head and it’s realy fat, uncircumsized, hole piercing stature, I loved the way it made my tight little butthole feel when he fucked it. At the time however, I didn’t know he had been in and out of jail for sexual assaults on both boys, and girls. specificly, sodomy. Spliting assholes wide open was his addiction, and sucking his cock and letting him deep fuck my butthole long and hard, was my addiction. It was only after he got arrested for some traffic voilation, that I found out about his past. I was asked about our friendship, but since he had already been fucking my butthole for almost two and a half years, and because I liked it and wanted him to do that to me, I never told them, or anyone about our personal and private addictions that we shared.
It began the day after my 13th birthday. It was a saturday and I had gone down to Richard’s house for work. During the day, I had mentioned that my birthday was the day before, and when we got back to his house, he offered me a beer for a late birthday present. I was one of many kids who would accept something they knew they weren’t allowed to have. So I took the beer and began drinking it. About half way threw the beer, I began to get drowsy. Apparently he had slipped a micky in my beer and drugged me. The next thing I remember was, waking up, being naked, bent over the back of the couch, legs spread wide open, and something realy big and fat, sliding deep, in and out of my asshole. My butthole was lubed up realy good, and even though it was a tight fit, the object was sliding in and out of my hole with ease. At first, I felt my asshole hurting a bit, but a few seconds later, I relized it felt realy good at the same time, and I began moaning with pleasure.
I looked behind me and saw Richard standing between my legs, holding my butt-cheeks open with his hands, and fucking the shit out of my asshole. He looked at me and said, “oh baby! you got such a tight little asshole.” He was softly moaning himself as he pulled his dick almost all the way out of my butthole, then pushed it all the way back in until the tip of his dick hit my prostrate. He did that at a nice and steady pace as I moaned with every thrust. I said, “what are you doing?” It was a dumb question, but I asked it anyway. He said, “you told me to do this to you. remember?” I didn’t know what to think because I didn’t remember, but I was thinking I would have never asked anyone to fuck my butthole. It was hard to focus on my thoughts with him fucking my asshole like crazy. He said, “do you want me to stop pleasing your beautiful butthole?”. My whole body was tingling and my asshole was feeling realy good even though it still hurt some. My dick was hard as a rock, and being helpless as he fucked my asshole good and hard, turned me on big time. I answered, “NO! Don’t stop. It feels good.” He said, “Good! because i’m going to keep fucking your tight, white, little asshole for as long as I want.” Those words made me realy excited. I loved the thought of being raped and not being able to do anything about it.
Richard continued to fuck my butthole long and hard for a very long time before he started pounding his dick harder and faster. Then he let out a loud moan as I was already moaning realy loud, and cum began shooting up my ass. It was so hot that it made my prostate tingle and I had an orgasim right then. He kept on fucking my butthole as he continued to shoot cum in my butt. Finaly, he pulls out and I could feel my butthole shrinking back down and cum ozzing out of it. By the time I was ready to go home, I had promissed not to say anything to anybody about what had happened, and I aggreed to let him do that to me again.
The next day came, and I had managed to keep everyone from noticing my akward walking. I went down to Richard’s house again and he was ready to fuck my asshole again. I explained that I was realy sore and that I wanted to wait until the next weekend before he fucked me again. He aggreed, but he got naked and sat on the couch and told me to get between his legs and suck his dick and balls. I got down there, and his dick was nice and hard. His balls were tight and perfectly round. I put my hand on his cock and began stroking it as I started licking and sucking on his balls. I got realy horny from just doing that, and I began to realy get into it. I loved licking around the head of his dick, my tounge going along the ridge of the mushroom head. His pre-cum tasted realy good and I tried to milk his dick of all I could get. I began sucking his cock and learning what and how he liked me sucking it. I sucked it a very long time before he held my head and shot hot cum in my mouth. I loved his cum. It tasted so good. I continued to suck his dick as squirt after squirt of cum shot into my mouth. With each squirt, I swallowed. I swallowed every drop I could get from his huge dick. I didn’t stop there, I continued to suck his dick all day long and made him cum three times. It was like candy to a baby. I wanted as much as I could get.
For almost two and a half years, I pleasured his big cock with my mouth and my butthole. When he went to jail and I found out about him, I was realy bummed. I never told anyone of our relationship, but I also never saw him again. What a shame too, because I realy loved his dick. It would be 10 years before I played with another dick. Now, even though Im married with children, I keep a secrete friend who will fuck me in the ass anytime I ask him to.

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the wayward sub

chained, spread eagle in an upright position, my naked body sways to and fro. i’ve been left there for awhile, my head downcast in supplication and eyes closed. my thick waves of hair fall in front of my face and just hit the tops of my breasts. my body trembles ever so slightly from a bit of fatigue.
i can’t quite determine where i am… some remote area in a sparse cabin. i vaguely remember seeing a barn and a wood shed out back. sighing…it’s so fuzzy and i begin to doze again.
it seems not a minute later, i feel the soft caress of a fingertip along the back of my spine. running the full length from my tailbone up to my neck, i attempt to lean into that caress as a soft moan escapes my lips. my Master’s hand starts to circle my throat, thumb lightly stroking my cheek, running the tip over my bottom lip. i sway back and feel the full length of your body against my own. your warmth seeps through your clothes and onto my skin. a breath of contentment is all that shatters the silence as i feel the hardness of your cock through your jeans as it lays against the crack of my ass.
it’s been so long since we’ve been together that my pussy immediately becomes wet with my juices and a sweet musky scent fills the air. i thrust towards you in an attempt to grind my ass against your cock. inserting a thumb into my mouth, you pull it open and laugh at my wanton actions.
you mention that you have a surprise for me. i’m a little bit suspicious because i know i’ve been slightly remiss in my duties and i haven’t warranted the privilege of anything that i would find pleasing. still… i’m crossing my fingers and think good thoughts. “maybe my Master is so happy to see me that he’s forgotten my indiscretions? i might just actually get a reprieve.”
running your fingertips softly along the length of my body, i tremble in anticipation. goose bumps rise from my flesh and every nerve is awake & alive. i want the chains that i’m hanging from to be removed so that i can bow low before you in the hopes you’ll let me take your pulsating cock into my mouth. you laugh as i shake against the ties that bind me and go to get the surprise.
you bring in another woman. you’ve mentioned her before although i’ve never met her. long, rich brunette hair, svelte figure slightly slimmer than my own curvaceousness. taking a quick peek she seems rather shy.
with my eyes downcast, you tell me that this is siobhan, your new submissive in training, and that i am to help her to learn the ropes, so to speak. i light up in anticipation and then your next words are “siobhan, we’ve talked about limits and what i expect. we both know that i plan to push those limits, however there will be times when you will rebel. while not exactly rebelling, rayne has been remiss in her duties of late so her new task will be assisting me in teaching you how i deal with wayward subs.”
those words make me cringe as your caress my cheek with the back of your hand. you know how competitive i am – that i strive to be the best, that i need to be your favorite. now here, meeting siobhan for the first time, i’m going to be laid low. i turn my face to your hand and try to kiss it. saying nothing but looking into your eyes… my own pleading as if to say, “please Master don’t do this to me… oh god i promise i’ll be so much better”
you turn slightly towards siobhan and i struggle not to breathe a sigh of relief. closing my eyes, not seconds later i hear a whoosh through the air. before i can register the sound the back of your hand cracks across my face snapping my head back. crocodile tears well up in my eyes.
your turn from me and address siobhan. “as my submissive, you will occasionally be disciplined – either for an infraction your have done, or sometimes just for the pleasure it gives me in seeing you squirm. please open the armoire over there.”
upon opening the armoire, she sees a vast array of paddles & whips along with other paraphernalia. “as you can see siobhan, my collection is very extensive. my dear sweet rayne is an avid equestrian and was well-versed in what these objects can do. however, because you have not had the luxury of her knowledge, rayne will help demonstrate a few of them.”
you pull the leather slapper from its hook. you show siobhan that its two pieces of leather that are approximately 2.5 feet long and 2 inches wide, whipped stitched together. at one end it was sewn closed, however at the other end approximately 4 inches of the leather strips have been left unstitched. “rayne, please tell siobhan what this is used for”.
“Master, i’ve typically used it when barrel racing to give my horses that extra burst of speed.”
you walk behind me and light up my ass. the heavy crack of the leather hitting against each other and my ass permeates the room. as you’re the leather strap rains across my ass making it beat red, you state “perhaps if you had given that little “extra” that i always require, then this wouldn’t be necessary rayne.”
“siobhan, take out that black whip – the thin one approximate 3 feet long with the small flexible tail at the end of it.” siobhan meekly hands it to you and sits back down on the chair you specify. “this is a dressage whip. rayne will you please tell siobhan in what capacity you use this whip.”
“Sir, a dressage whip can be used in many ways. i use it to train my horses to respect my personal space and know that i am the alpha of the group, especially when they’ve been pushy & difficult.”
“siobhan, i particularly like this whip –especially with rayne, because she knows just what it can do. for her, it’s a very strong deterrent. however that didn’t stop rayne’s behavior over the past few weeks, so we will give her a little reminder.” you brush the tip of the whip along my breasts. “what i really like about this whip is how much control you have. all sting but isolated strokes can cause swift bruising.” at a flick of the wrist, you snap the whip against my breasts causing instant bruising. mottled purple and red welts pop up so that it forms a sunburst. “however the real damage can be done here….” you lay the whips cane across my ass and strike. i scream at the pain as you hit harder and harder. welts rain all over my ass, across my back and thighs. a sobbing mess after 10 minutes or so, i sag against my chains. you unhook me and i fall to my hands and knees on the floor.
siobhan watches curiously as you state, “rayne, you’ve taken ‘this’ part of your punishment very well.” (i think…this part?… there’s more?!?) you take the last swig from your bottled beer and hold it up to investigate. nonchalantly you say, “rayne has been in training for quite some time. we have worked through quite a few of her limits, as i will with you siobhan. there is one particular task that rayne finds difficult no matter how long we’ve worked on it. it’s more of a mental task and it requires her to reiterate her place to me. rayne, can you please tell siobhan what you are to me?”
oh god, i can’t believe he’s going to make me say this in front of her! it’s humiliating to admit these things to myself let alone some strange woman who i feel in competition with. “rayne….” you say a little more firmly. “look directly at siobhan when you tell her who & what you are. do not close your eyes or turn away or you will think anything i’ve done before has been walk in the park.”
a hot blush warms my face, tears flow freely. i gasp for breath and say. “Master i am yours. no one has pushed me further, taught me more or owned me more completely than you. thoughts of you fill my days and i only want your happiness. i am your cunt licking, ass rimming, cum swallowing, ass fucking, slut of a whore.” humiliated and dejected, i crawl to your feet and kiss the tops of your boots.
siobhan looks curiously at you and says, “she’s a whore Sir?”. petting my head, you reply, “not just anyone’s whore… she’s my whore and will therefore do whatever i ask of her. of course she has set backs like recently, just as you will my dear. however, all in all, rayne is one of the best subs i’ve ever had. in fact i’m sure rayne would love to prove herself.” you hand me your empty bottle that you had been holding in your hand. i move to dispose of it, when i hear…”rayne i believe that bottle would fit very nicely up your ass. you see siobhan, i’ve patiently worked her through several items.. wearing plugs throughout the day, using a screwdriver, a hammer, and eventually four fingers. this bottle will be new to her.” “please proceed rayne”
humiliated, i know it pleases you to see me take as much as possible. i put the bottle upon the floor and straddle it. leaning back you can see exactly how much of it is going up my ass. my pussy is dripping wet and the juices slide down my thighs. “my rayne enjoys a certain amount of pain.. in fact turned on while she’s enduring it, she doesn’t really become wet. one would think that she doesn’t prefer it… however remove that pain and the floodgates open. it’s quite an interesting sight.”
demonstrating you binder clips on my clit and nipples, you walk to siobhan to smoothing her tresses. “now watch siobhan…. watch my little pain slut of whore. rayne… fuck yourself in the ass with that bottle. i want you at the brink of orgasm but do not cum.”
straddling the bottle i use my arms and legs to push myself up and down on the bottle. on each downward stroke i take more of it in my ass… so much so that i whimper on each thrust. i cant believe someone else is watching me doing this. i’m covered in welts & tears, fucking a bottle for my Master’s pleasure. my nipples and clit throb against the clips with every movement but god that bottle feels so good in my ass. i fuck the bottle harder as siobhan watches in amazement.
i’m so close to cumming but i need to do well. i can’t fail you again. you pull the bottle out of my ass. i pray and pray that you will just fuck me. i don’t care if someone’s watching or not… i’ll do anything. i’m so keyed up. you remove the clips from nipples and my clit and a fountain of juices comes out of my pussy. “as you can siobhan… her wetness is a testament of how much i control her every thought… her every desire.”
“rayne, crawl to me please.” i slither across the floor to you and you command, “open your mouth to this bottle and taste your ass.” fresh tears are released and i wrap my lips around the neck forcing it down my throat. siobhan stares aghast and somewhat disgust as she watches me engulf it. my juices drip down my leg to the carpet in my humiliation and arousal. tell me to keep my lips to the bottle, you lead me to the large dog cage you have in the corner. at its opening you command me to crawl in, and put my hands up so that they’re properly restrained to the thin steel bars. i hate being in the cage… i don’t even feel human.
i would do anything to relieve this itch you’ve caused inside of me. you cast a glare and i instantly become still. “would you like to have the honor of sucking my cock rayne?’” “please Sir i beg to let me worship you… i crave your hard cock gagging me.”
a gentle amused laugh escapes you as you say, “perhaps you’ll remember to behave next time. i for one believe siobhan deserves a reward for being so tolerant of your lesson. and you my dear… you can lay in your own wetness and think about what it means exactly to be my whore.”
my tears of arousal and frustration sing sweetly in your ears as during the next couple of hours as my Master and siobhan have a session where i am only a voyeur

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