Part 1 – August was filled with Threesomes, one or two a week, each time different and so exciting that I would be distracted for days afterwards. Threesomes were new to all of us and there was a sense of adventure to push into new territory, experience different combinations and positions. Like the time cupcake used a strap on to fuck my wife, while I fed my cock to her and then face fucked her…I had no idea seeing Cupcake’s big full tits in combination with a big black cock of a strap on would look so sexy as fuck. Good God that was hot. Wife felt same, she whispered to me as Cupcake approached the bed …“oh my, she looks so goooood.” But that’s not the point of this story.
I tumbled into September, not knowing what to expect. I was fucking two amazing women, together…each different and wonderful in there own way. Each so supportive of the other, playing in sexy, coordinated and uninhibited ways to make these powerful sexual moments.
And then Wife decided to give Cupcake access to me for playtime without her, for me to play solo. At first it was a hall pass granted to Cupcake while Wife was traveling on business. My Wife is sharp, she didn’t grant me the hall pass, because then I’d use my “sex voodoo” seduction skills to coerce Cupcake. My wife wanted Cupcake to have the power of whether to play or not. Then it became clear that she was open to sharing me, as long as I told her some of the details afterwards, which turned her on, then she would “reclaim” me.
This was Wife’s idea, I wasn’t going to protest too much :-) , she called it “Loaner Cock”. Her idea was that she would share my cock, sexual prowess and creativity with a select close friends, like lending a girlfriend the perfect dress or clutch for a big night out. “Loaner Cock” to bring smiles to a close friend in need or celebrate a big birthday.
Cupcake was thrilled. You see Cupcake is submissive, Wife is not, although she can play that way at times, its just not natural to her. There is a level of intimacy between just to two people that is exchanged for other things in a threesome. Cupcake wanted to explore her submissive side and she couldn’t do that fully in a threesome. “I want you to treat me like a slut, use me as your fuck toy for the night”, she texted. Cupcake is very attractive and frankly out of my league based upon appearance alone. She is short, 5’2″ at most, brown shoulder length hair, curvy petite with big full 34DD breasts. I don’t know how much she weighs, but I can toss her around easily from my time at the gym. She likes the feel of my strength and power. It gives her a sense of safety and protection. Despite her ample chest, she’s runs a decent amount and workouts out, so her body is fit but still soft enough to be feminine.
There’s something very Alpha and dominant in me that is awakened and unleashed when a woman feels compelled to submit to me. I can’t explain the rush, the power that surges in me when I’m in control, it drives the sexy beast and brings out my creativity. There’s definitely something primal in it that calls to me.
I set the date for Thursday evening, and thought about the coming adventure a lot leading up to that night. Cupcake and I texted, this was new ground for us. We’ve had plenty of rough, hard sessions before, but being completely dominant comes with a lot of responsibilities and requirements. It takes a lot of effort and attention to details. We established a safe word, I chose some Pet names and packed my backpack full of restraints and various toys. I knew what I wanted from the night, but I wanted to have options available as well. The forecast was for heavy rain and thunderstorms, and I like storms. I especially like to fuck during a storm, releasing my energy along with the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning – the raw elements of mother nature.
I texted Cupcake her initial instructions. She was to wear a skirt or dress, that was loose fitting from her hips down, heels and no panties. “Yes Sir” came the quick reply. There’s something magical about a woman who wants to please me, surrender to me, when there’s the earnest sincerity in those two words. Her hair was to be in a braid or ponytail. She understood where I was going with the instructions and she was delighted to dressing and preparing herself me. “I know you’ll be happy with the outfit I’ve picked out and I can’t wait for you to use me”. Finally, Cupcake was to be waiting on her knees, with a drink in her hand when I arrived.
Thursday evening, was getting dark early because the storm clouds coming in from the west was blocking the sun. I texted her to say I had arrived and to be ready when I walked up to her second floor apartment. I grabbed my backpack filled with my gear for the night, took a minute to get my game face on and headed up. Being sexually dominant fits me, but I’m also fun and light hearted. So I don’t take the dominance too dark, and there’s always a fair amount of laughs and fun along the way. I entered her apartment without knocking, this was my place tonight and I owned everything and everyone in it.
There as instructed was Cupcake…on her knees, drink in hand, in a loose pleated, knee length skirt and a very low cut top. It’s hard to say there was a collar when it was no where close to her collar bone. Her huge cleavage looked amazing, full, firm breasts on display. She looked so good that I couldn’t keep a big cheesy smile from nearly breaking my dominant demeanor. Resetting myself, I dropped the bag and walked to her. She handed me the glass and I took a long drink… well made, vodka had been in freezer, but there was no ice? WTF?, who makes a cocktail without ice? With a wink she said, “I must have forgotten in the rush to get ready for you.“ In addition to the ice issue, her hair was not in a ponytail or braid. Clearly, she wanted to be punished, she was misbehaving on purpose to earn a spanking!
I gave the drink back to her…“You need to fix this drink with ice and address your hair, but first my Slut, I’m going to feed you my cock.“ And with that, I unzipped and pulled out my cock … full and heavy in anticipation buy not fully hard. She handed me my drink and stroked me a few times, and then started by sliding her lips over my fat head. I was soon rock hard and she was sucking and stroking me at the same time. Trying to get as much of me into her mouth as possible. She hasn’t been able to deep throat me and it bothers her that she can’t, so she practices when she gets the opportunity. She continued to use her mouth and hands on me…pausing occasionally to give me a long slow lick along the underside of my cock, from my balls to my head. I felt like a King, being serviced.
Had I set my drink down, I could have started face fucking her and probably cum. It was a heady moment, pun intended. She looked gorgeous with my cock in her mouth. But I wanted to draw this out, to tease her and control her pleasure. So I told her “That’s enough cock sucking, put it back and go fix my drink”. She smiled, slid my cock back inside my fly and I helped her up from her knees. She walked into the kitchen and I followed from a distance. As she reached for the freezer door and started to open, I slammed it shut, and pulled her to me.
Whispering in her ear, “You’ve been a bad little Slut, not following directions, I’ll teach you to do better”. “mmmmmm” she moaned and wiggled her ass against me. She set the glass down and I manhandled her to the sink, which has a mirror above it, so that she was facing the mirror. I nuzzled her neck as I reached around and squeezed and groped her amazing tits. She watched my hands as they played, enjoying the erotic vision of herself.
Again pressing against her small body, I said “Do you trust me?“ She replied, “Yes Sir, completely”. “Then hold up your hair, I have something for you”. She did as instructed and I reached into my pocket and pulled out a thin, black leather choker collar. Early on in the friendship/relationship, we had been discussing BDSM, which was new to her and she insisted that NO man would ever collar her. I was going to put that to the test. I showed her the collar in the reflection and then put it on her neck. She held her hair up as I fastened it around her neck. No protests, just acceptance and a big smile from her after I snapped the clasp. It looked somewhat elegant against her pale skin and she reached up to tentatively touch the choker and adjust slightly adjust it with her fingertips. “Your mine for the night” I growled, and she got an incredibly lustful look in her eyes and face.
“Now about teaching you to follow instructions better, put your hands on the counter.” Cupcake did as instructed. I reached down to the hem of her skirt and slowly slid my right hand of the inside of her left thigh. When I got to her pussy, I could feel how wet she already was. Cupcake gets really wet when turned on, to the point of dripping. It was like she was holding her breath as my hand moved up her leg, and when I touched her wet pussy, she let out a low moan.
I flipped up her skirt the rest of the way, exposing her ass. I rubbed it in a slow circular motion with my right hand and then delivered a hard swat. “Smack” the sound was loud, and I followed the first with more. She sighed and moaned with each spank of my hand. Standing to the side of her, I could see her watching herself in the mirror… seeing the reaction on her face with each stinging swat. My left hand roughly pawed at her breast. “Is my Slut going to do better next time?” She replied “Maybe” with a smirk, and earned a few more swats. Red handprints clearly visible on her ass.
I stopped the spanking, seeing how red ass was and slid my hand down to her pussy from behind. I parted her lips and fingered her for a bit, she was soaking. Aroused from seeing her bent over like that and her height raised by the heels, I pulled my hard cock back out the fly of my jeans (little difficult), lined it up, and just shoved my cock into her hard. I grabbed her hips roughly and thrusted hard… she watched in the mirror as she bounced off me. I fucked Cupcake like that for a couple of minutes, as her moans and “oh god”s got louder. She started to really push back into me, slamming our bodies now so I pulled out and stopped, to show her I was in control and fucking her tonight… not the other way around.
She pouted for a brief moment. “I’m hungry, let’s go get some food” I said. “Sounds good, but I need to call and reschedule an appointment before they close tonight.” So she moved to the kitchen island and picked up the phone. As she dialed, her elbows dropped to the counter, again bending at the waste with those firm legs in heels. I couldn’t resist and I threw her skirt up, and started fucking her from behind a second time. She looked over her shoulder, ear pressed to the telephone with a pleading look. But there was no way I was going to stop, she had to talk to a stranger in customer service, keep her composure and voice steady, while I drove my thick cock into her. I delighted in the debauchery of it! She looked over her shoulder periodically, mouthing “OMG” and “FUUUUCK” with her mouth opening as she listened to options for the appointment a wild look in her eyes. Cupcake did remarkably well at keeping it together, but when the call ended I stopped as well. “I’m hungry, let’s go, but first I have something for you”.
I picked up my backpack and lead her to her bedroom. Out of the bag, I pulled a jeweled princess butt plug. Her eyes widened, this was a new toy for her and we’d never done much with her backdoor other than an finger now and then. “Get on the bed, lift up your skirt and bend over” She replied with a little hesitant “Yes Sir” I thought to myself, “good, we’re pushing some limits”. I lubed up her ass and fingered it a bit. Then slowly pushed the lubricated plug into her bum. Despite all the lube and the fingering, it didn’t go all that easily and she gasped at it’s widest point before it popped into place.
“I thought we were going out? Do you want to play more now?” she asked eagerly. “We are going out” I said, “and you’re going to wear that the whole time we are”. She looked a bit unsure, still adjusting to the feel of the princess plug, but off we went to the bar. It started to rain as we walked to the truck, and lightning was clearly visible in the distance. It was going to be a big storm.
I told cupcake to lay on her back, with her head on my thigh, across the front bench seat as I drove. Her knees bent, the skirt slid down to reveal her strong, firm thighs. I reached in and tugged at her nipples a bit, eliciting sighs. Then moved my hand down to play with her clit and finger fuck her. It’s a good thing the roads were pretty clear because of the storm, because I drove slow and was certainly somewhat distracted. Periodically I would reach a little further down and flutter the princess plug, giving her sensations that she’d never experienced. She squirmed and started to beg. The tease was working, I kept things at a measured pace, no way was I going to let her cum before we got to bar.
As we got closer to the bar, the storm really started to hit. Loud thunder, heavy rain, the kind where it’s hard to see even with the wipers on full speed. Thankfully, the parking lot was virtually empty, so we could park close and hustled inside.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ec2fd/shades_of_cupcake_part_1_mf
I like where this is going. Can’t wait for part two.