Last night was my friend D’s first night in his new bed in his new house. He and I had been chatting online back and forth a little bit, and at one point he said I should come over. I packed a small overnight bag and used a rideshare app to get there, only about ten minutes away.
The house was freezing, the windows were open and it had to have been 35 degrees outside, if that. D met me at the door and ushered me in, giving me a tour.
“I like all of your flags,” I said, looking at all of the many flags on the wall.
“They are covering up holes!” he said, lifting the corner of one to reveal an imprint of a fist in the drywall. I learned that the house used to belong to a bunch of punk rockers. Now, D lives in this house with three others for dirt cheap ($200 a month!) and is allowed to modify it however he chooses.
We sat on the long brown couch and he put on “Undeclared.” We sat together for an episode, riffing a bit. D is chatty, but always has a hilarious quip locked and loaded and his stories are succinct and are never tedious. He told me the origin story as to what brought him and Tom Green together, for instance. After the episode ended, I realized how cold my feet were, even while wearing my knit thigh highs. I suggested that we make some hot cocoa (I brought over a couple of packets) and so we moved to the kitchen. I could feel his eyes on my backside while I got on my tiptoes to put the mugs in the microwave. He fingered one of my garters and murmured “yum.”
We drank our cocoa quickly and the warm chocolate put my body temperature at ease. After laughing our way through another episode, he asked if I wanted to go to bed. I agreed and gathered my things. I took care of the essentials first, plugged my phone charger into the wall and found a good album for us to listen to. I picked “Skull and Shark” by Lazerhawk, and turned to see Dirk already undressed and in bed.
I crawled on all fours to his position and sat on top of him over the covers. He started running his hands up and down my dress, lifting it little by little until pulling it over my head. He brought my torso close to his chest and so he could reach behind my back to unhook my bra, casting it alongside the bed. All I had left on was my garter belt and my knit black thigh highs with white trim, along with a mink linked neckwarmer. The cold breeze through his open window blew through the burglar bars and my nipples reacted to the chill, becoming stiff.
Dirk pulled me close to his mouth and then lifted his head up to kiss me. He kissed me with a fierce passion, lightly biting my lip and then moving to lightly bite my ear. With his lips right next to my ear, he told me to sit on him.
He lifted the blanket so I could get underneath and I saw his sizable cock was standing at attention. I obeyed, and slowly inched myself onto his dick, my cunt tight and slippery. He placed his hands on my hips and pushed me down even further.
“That’s it, kitten, take every inch of my big fat cock. Do you love it? Tell me you love it, kitten.” I bent at the waist to reach his right ear and whispered, “I love taking your fat cock, D.” He moaned and thrusted deep inside of me, causing me to intake sharply. He pulled on the tail of my mink neckwarmer and, using it as a leash, guided me to where he wanted me, kissing his lips.
“Sit straight up for me, kitten.” I obeyed and he started to fuck me harder, deeply stimulating my innermost sensitive parts to where I was immediately on the brink of orgasm. He smiled at me and said, “that’s it, are you about to come, little kitten? That’s right, I want you to come for Daddy.” Upon hearing those words, I just gushed. He pushed on and continued to shift me back and forth with his strong hands gripping me by the hips.
“Are you going to come again for Daddy, little kitten? Come for Daddy.” Another wave washed over me and as I came, he grabbed the tail of my mink and pulled me into his ear.
“Tell me how much you love it, kitten.” What I told him next made him lift me off of his cock and turn me to face the wall. He plunged into me again from behind and started to rigorously plough into me. Holding me tight by my mink with one hand, he closed the other hand around my windpipe and squeezed.
All went black for half a second. I returned to consciousness to feel an enormous wave of pins and needles course its way through all of my body as the air returned to my lungs and I didn’t have time nor the breath to ask for permission to come. A full body orgasm made my eyes roll to back of my head as I surrendered to the intense pleasure. Another, larger wave rolled in and I came even harder, gasping for air. D popped the loose end of my mink into my mouth and I moaned into it with absolute ecstasy. I couldn’t remember the last time I had climaxed so intensely.
D exited me and quickly turned me around. “I’m about to come” he said, and looked me in the eyes, devilishly. I knew what to do and immediately wrapped my lips around his cock. He pushed himself further down my throat with his hand, gripping me by the hair and controlling my movements. As he came, I sucked every drop of his seed from his cock. When he was finished, I held his come in my mouth, waiting for him to collapse on his back on his new, now christened bed before swallowing.
“Thank you. Mmm, you taste lovely,” I licked my lips.
“Lots of pineapple. And candy,” he laughed.
We lay together and chatted early into the morning. His stories were so engaging that I was fighting to stay awake to listen. Finally, when I was no longer murmuring in reply, he realized I was out like a light. D kissed my hair and brought me close to his chest and we fell into satisfied slumber.
In the morning while I was getting dressed, I noticed a pile of Zoltar cards on the windowsill. I asked D if I could select one, and he said “absolutely.”
“When you pull a card and draw a heart
You and your lover will never part”
http://www.keptkitten.com
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5ick4a/f_when_you_pull_a_card_and_draw_a_heartyou_and
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Why did you leave out this part that you had on your blog?
>To preface, at this time the relationship between me and my Master is open and I am allowed to see other people. The conditions are simply that I have to ask Master’s approval first, and if I engage with them sexually, I need to ask them permission to come and then say “Thank you, Master” afterwards, since He is ultimately responsible for that pleasure.
I’m upvoting for skull and shark because that is an AWESOME album. The story was good too. =P