I’m a married man who travels … a lot … and fools around. A lot. Most of my flings are rather unremarkable one-night stands. I have one rather submissive friend, however, who I make sure to get together with whenever I’m in town. While work doesn’t take me her direction very often, when it does, an amazing night of nonstop, marathon fucking is sure to follow.
What follows might detail an actual encounter between us, a fantasy we’ve shared with one another, or maybe even my plans for our next visit…
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My slave is dutifully waiting for me. As always, she has checked into the hotel ahead of me, has prepared herself, and is awaiting my arrival. My flight was long, and the sight of her there on her hands and knees, waiting for me, is enough to perk me up considerably.
Tonight’s sight is a bit different: the usual lingerie and bonds are gone. She waits for me completely naked, her crop balanced across her back. I grunt a slight approval, but otherwise ignore her, shucking my backpack and luggage into a corner, before I pour myself a drink from the minibar. I pull up a chair off to the side, take off my shoes, and kick my feet up onto her ass. I’m not sure why this never occurred to me before, but she makes the most amazing footstool…
I take my time sipping my drink and I can feel her trembling … whether from the cold or the anticipation, I don’t know, but it’s probably a little of both. About halfway through my drink, I lean over and claim my crop. As I continue my drink, I use the crop to gently caress her back, her sides, her shoulders, and then her ass. Then I follow down her thighs to her calves, and back up again. Finishing the last of my drink, I sit forward and take my feet off her ass. I run my bare hand across the round of her ass, down her side, and then to her breast, lingering on her nipple. Her amazing, playful nipple, … I roll it between two fingers, then pinch it, and give it a soft twist.
And then i sting her ass with the crop. Not once, not twice… frankly, I lose track after a bit. Her ass blossoms bright red, as I continue to sting her over, and over in the same spot. Occasionally, she yelps in pain, but mostly she sits there biting her lips to steel herself against the pain. Taking a short break, I lean in close to her ear for a short nibble, then proceed to her neck, down her shoulder and onto her back. As I slowly nibble my way down her back, my hand gently traces around the bright red splotches from her vigorous spanking.
Finally, I’m kissing her gently on the most painful spot on her ass. The sensation of such a soft touch to such incredibly inflamed skin produces another yelp from her. Before she can process this, I slide a finger into your pussy and begin to gently feel around and then rub in circles. Shortly, I have two fingers, and then three buried deep within her.
My slave’s resolve buckles briefly, and she nearly collapses to the floor, so I stop. I let her sit there for a minute, or maybe 3 or 5, before I whisper in her ear. “My slave stay on her hands and knees and not move, or there will be no more.” She nods that she understands, but says nothing.
I let that sink in for a moment before I begin again. Before long I have all four of my fingers buried deep in her pussy, pounding her furiously, and my thumb viciously rubbing her clit. Each time she begins to waver, I slow down and make her wait until she has the strength to stay upright, and then make her wait a few moments more as punishment for her lack of composure.
Finally, as she begins to come, with my free hand I grab her by the hair in the back of her head. “Don’t you dare come. Not yet…”
But it’s too late. She convulses with spasms, and squirts all over my hand and the carpet. She collapses on the floor. “Oh? You’re not done yet..” I tell her.
With her face down on the floor, I climb atop her, force her legs apart, and viciously bury my cock in her pussy. She gasps in reaction, but I continue to ream her, stopping only briefly to force her head back down to the floor. She heaves in exhaustion as my cock continues to ram her gspot.
As quickly as it began, it stops. I leave my slave laying there in the floor, still heaving. Just as her breathing begins to slow, she begins to recover, the crop springs to action on her other cheek. The blows follow rapidly, her ass blossoms red once again.
“Come to the bed, my slave.” Still blindfolded, and offering only a meek “Yes master”, she rises and follows me to the bed. “Lay down” I order her, and she does.
Briefly, I bury my face in her pussy. Her juices are still flowing readily and they soon coat my face as my tongue dances across her lips and then her clit. She moans aloud at the instant pleasure this brings, but also reminds me that it is my turn – not hers.
To remind her of this, I deliver a quick, hard, open handed slap to the face, and she recoils. Before she can react further, I grab my slave by the arm and drag her bodily to the edge of the bed. Grabbing her roughly across the jawline and around back of her neck, I tilt her head back and jam my cock down her throat. I do not fuck her, not yet. The entire length of my cock just sits in her mouth and throbs.
My slave regains her composure, and begins to suck my dick, slowly at first, and then begins to wrap her tongue around my cock. As she does so, I slowly begin to thrust in. And out. I can feel the contours of her tongue with each thrust, the suction with each withdrawal. I release her head, but continue to face fuck her vigorously, grabbing big handfuls of her breasts for leverage.
She moans as I manhandle her breasts, and the sensation is enough to send me over the edge. One last thrust, deep into her throat, and I blow my load. My slave is unprepared for my cum, and it comes exploding out of her mouth, splattering some back onto me, but mostly streaming down her cheeks and onto her neck.
My second stream of cum stays in her mouth, but she quickly pushes my cock out of her mouth and lets this second load dribble more gracefully down her face. She reaches up and grabs my cock, taking it in her hand for the first time tonight, and continues to stoke me, letting me shoot a third and fourth stream of cum across her face, neck, and breasts. I tease her lips gently, rubbing the tip of my cock across them, with her occasionally reaching out to caress me with her tongue and taste the last rivulets of my cum…
Leaving her there, drenched, I roll onto the bed and relax.
“Now, my dear, beautiful slave… now that that is over, I have a task for you. You will crawl over here, and you will spend the rest of the night seeing how many times you can make me cum. If I am pleased by your efforts, maybe there will be more in store for you, too…”
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