Mr B makes me squirt and squirm and beg [MF][Withholding]

It started with a casual, teasing expression.

Evenings in our house are hectic, and Mr B and I usually just get the chance to brush up against each other here and there, but we always try to make the most of the physical contact we get. We flirt a lot, and he likes to tease and touch me all throughout the day, especially when other people are around – when I can’t do anything about it. It amuses him to see me get flustered. Once I start thinking about his cock, it’s difficult for me to think about anything else. He uses this to his advantage. I’m his little cock slut and he knows this. He is my mister, and I like to please.

I guess I should start by describing Mr B and myself. He’s 6’1″ and carelessly handsome with smoldering hazel eyes. He is strong without trying, and has big, rough hands that he likes to put around my throat casually and around company just to remind me who I belong to. He has a fine, uncut cock that gets so lusciously hard when it’s in my mouth. He has, hands down, the best dick I’ve ever had, and I love to worship it. My favorite thing in the world is to make his fat dick jump and throb and drip for me. As for me, I’m 5’7″ blonde-haired, blue-eyed, and a natural submissive. 38C. Nipples and pussy are both pink and taut. I also may be a nymphomanic. Mr B and I have fantastic chemistry, and our dom/sub dynamic is very natural and comfortable for us. We typically play the part both in and out of the bedroom. We are both in our mid twenties.

Mr B and I have known each other for a long time. I had the great pleasure of giving my virginity to him years ago, and his particular brand of rough fucking mixed with tenderness was something I thought about often for the years in between. Several times throughout the years we would hang out and catch up, but one or the other were always in a relationship and so we pretended like we didn’t want to fuck each other’s brains out. When we had the opportunity, we fucked again, and it was like coming home to a friend who likes to choke me and fuck me in my ass.

With Mr B and I, very few things are off the table. We like things kinky and weird. We have an “open pussy” policy. He’s allowed to take my pussy (or asshole) any time he wants, because I am his. I like the potential danger of being caught. And we have definitely been caught. I just love people knowing that we’re fucking, that we fuck well, and we fuck often. As a matter of fact, that’s why I’m sharing this. I’m also planning on sharing with Mr B so that he can see that I’ve been thinking about his big dick and the nasty things he does with me all day long.

Mr B is the great love of my life, and I hope we have many years of kink and deliciously wet orgasms ahead of us.

Back to last night..

Due to life circumstances, we were unable to hook up for several days, but it really didn’t stop our flirting and teasing most every chance we could. Now, I could probably fuck every day, morning and night, if Mr B was so inclined. But he understands the value of quality over quantity and the sweet virtues of patience, which he is teaching me every day. Some nights, like last night, I find it harder than others to be patient, and he has to remind me with a little force why it’s better to wait.

Our evening started innocuously enough, talking casually about sex over dinner and cracking jokes, ribbing each other back and forth. As I said, we have great chemistry even out of the bedroom, so our conversations are regularly playful and relaxed.

I can’t even recall what it was that he said, but it wasn’t sexual at all, when I puckered out my lower lip and made big pouty eyes at him. ‎He said, “Oh, I’m going to have SO much fun with you later tonight.” Instantly, I was turned on. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. What could he have planned?

After my hectic evening obligations were through, we sat down to watch a movie. Heat, actually, if you’ve seen it. According to him, it’s a fantastic film, but I still couldn’t begin to tell you what it’s about. Cops and robbers, apparently.

So Mr B asks me if I want to use the pussy pump while we watch the movie. Absolutely. Purchasing the pussy pump was his idea, and something I had never tried before we got one. If you’ve ever used one in real life, you know they don’t work exactly the way you see in porn. We’ve used it several times now, and I’ve come to adore the little pink pump. I love the casual build up, lying naked from the waist down, trying to stay focused on the movie while I pump it up, then release the pressure. Then pump it up. Then release. We used a tingling lube, and I made extra sure to coat my clit in it. The heat from the blood swelling into my pussy made the tingling quite intense. While I’m laid back on our reclining sofa – legs spread, helpless and exposed – Mr B is free to do with me what he wants, but this night it was more about what he wouldn’t do. Within 10 minutes of having my pussy pumped, I was hot and wet and ready to fuck. My hand moved to his cock, which was more than halfway hard and stretching his jeans. Mr B swatted my hand away! this time my pout was not put on. But I wanted it so bad! but he wanted to wait. Okay. Fine then. Back to the movie.

Mr B casually plays with my nipples. He’s quite rough with them, pinching and pulling and using his whole hand to rub my breast. He’s plays with my tits the way I like to play with them when I’m alone, but his hands are hotter and rougher than mine. It makes my pussy tingle just writing it down. My pussy was so swollen, and I could feel it calling my attention. My hips started moving, and my hand went to the pump between my legs. I tried to grind it a little, but there was only air to rub my clit. Mr B told me no, so I stopped. No touching. Okay, fine. My hand trailed back to his fat cock, and this time he let me stroke it outside of his pants. Progress! But when I reached for his belt buckle, he swatted my hand away again. So frustrating! but he loosened his belt himself, and unbuttoned his pants, and allowed me to stroke his dick through his underwear. I stroked him for a couple of minutes, sliding his foreskin across the head, massaging it a little. He was fully erect now, and I tried to get a little fresh and slip underneath the waistband of his underwear.

SMACK!

He smacked my in the face. Oh god, I was so wet. It didn’t hurt, but it stopped me. I waited a moment. Fuck, I went for it again.

SMACK!

He told me no, gently, firmly. Fuck it, I want that dick.

SMACK!

He just wasn’t going to let me have it. I am petulant, frustrated, horny. I just wanted to stroke and tease and suck his cock and make him want it as badly as me. I wanted him to fuck my face and pull my hair and use me as his dirty cum dumpster.

He said, watch this part, so I do.

Frustration.

I had an idea. “If I have to be wet and tingly, you should be too! let me put the lube on your dick.” He thought about it for a minute. He didn’t say no, or smack me again, so I knew it was okay. I grabbed the bottle and drew a think line of lube from his frenulum down to the top of his ball sack. I massaged it in slowly, savoring every second I was allowed to play with his dick. I love to worship his cock. It gets so hard for me, and I could feel it twitch and throb. He could play, but I could feel that he wanted to fuck my pussy every bit as badly as I wanted him to. When I had him properly lubed up, and before he could tell me no again, I put an extra dollop on the head of his cock, swirled it around with my finger and then gently pulled his foreskin back around his head. I was hoping the heat would work the same miracles on his cock as it did on my pussy. I love that lube…

“I’m going to put the butt plug in you,” he tells me. that’s always how he talks to me, assertive and confident that he can take what he wants. Which of course, he can.

I’m excited about the butt plug! I love when my asshole is filled up. He has taught me all about the pleasures of anal, and he’s the only man who’s ever been able to please me that way. I took the pump off and took the opportunity to play with my pumped up pussy while he got the tools we need. I was very wet. I could feel it between my legs, but it’s something else entirely to feel it with my fingers. I love fingering my pussy when I’m that wet, when I’m that ready for him. it feels so good to know that my body does all of that to prepare to take him. He comes back and tells me to get on my knees. I had been reclined on the sofa, so I roll over and lean on the back. He knows that I like him to prepare my asshole, so he lubed me up, and rubbed along the outside of my hole, then smacked my ass. First one side, then the other, then across my pussy. It stings, but it feels good because I know that a dirty slut deserves a whipping. He takes his lubed up finger and slides it into my pert ass, in and out until his entire finger is swallowed by my tightest hole. I’m moaning. Butt plugs are great, but nothing like feeling his skin on my skin. It’s electric.

He places the butt plug at my opening, then applies pressure so that, so very slowly, it is accepted. It’s intense, widening me, until it is swallowed and I’m so deliciously full.

Without warning me, he begins to fuck me from behind. Oh God, his dick is so hard and heavy and full and I’m swollen so tight from the pump and the need to have him inside of me. He fucks me hard and fast and deep just like I like and I can’t keep the noises inside. I’m moaning almost crying begging for more. He fucks me for a minute or two in our living room before he stops. Please, please don’t stop I beg him. He says he has to get wood for the stove, so he puts his clothes on and goes outside.

there are not words for how much I need release. my breathing is fast and shallow. my heart is pounding. I need him so badly. I rub my pussy while he is away.

when he comes back, he sits back down beside of me. I’ve already relubed the outside of my pussy and placed the pump back between my legs. there’s so much sensation: the tingling of the lube, the swelling of my lips, the aching throb of where his cock just was, and the fullness of the butt plug. he is watching the movie, or pretending to. I gave up a long time ago with pretense. I lay my head in his lap, and he allows my to languidly lap at the head of his cock. he’s dripping with precum, and I lap it up. it’s salty, and strings from my lips. I gently massage his balls. they are tight, and I can feel that he needs to cum, too. I can’t wait for him to fill me up – but I will wait, because he will not let me go any farther. he doesn’t smack my face again, but he moves my hands, only allows me to use my mouth. I’m happy to have his dick in my mouth. my hands move from his thighs, to below his his balls, to his ass. he subtly rearranges himself to allow me access. I use my finger to massage him. there is plenty of lube, so I gently slide my finger in to the first knuckle, then out again slowly. I tease him this way for a minute, just barely sliding my finger in past the thick ring of muscle. his cock is jumping. I love when Mr B allows me to play with his asshole. I am afraid to do too much and hurt him or make him make me stop, so after massaging his prostate for a bit, I back away and lie back down in his lap.

I start saying filthy things to him, trying to tease him, trying to do just some of what I’m feeling back to him. Do you like seeing me so ready for your cock with my pumped up pussy and full asshole. he nods enthusiastically. can I play with my pussy, I ask. he allows me to. I rub my clit, not quite frantically, but certainly with relish. I can feel my whole body itself for orgasm.

then, this motherfucker gets up to go get some food! so frustrating! I ask him if it’s okay if I come, and he says yes and he’s enjoying the show. of course he is, he had to go get snacks! I get very close several times, but I’m waiting on him. he’s up moving around, filling up the wood stove. I’m pulling on my nipples and reaching two fingers as deeply into my pussy as I can. moaning, writhing, and he watches but doesn’t say anything. when he finally sits back down, I grab his hand and put it on my pussy. please, I say, I’m so close but I want your fingers inside of me when I come. sweet man, be obliges, and plunges his fingers into my pussy while I rub my clit, and he looks me in the eyes and I’m over the edge. I come deeply from my clit and all of my muscles pulse and release and pulse and release over and over. I don’t know how long it lasts, but I realize dimly I’m squirting, gushing, flowing all over his hands and onto our sofa. when it’s finally over, we get up and there are two giant soaked spots.

now he’s ready to fuck, so we’re in the bedroom, with a towel so I don’t ruin the sheets. we put a pillow under my hips and he fucks me missionary so he can watch his cock go in and out of my pussy. he allows me to rub my clit, and after no time, I’m coming again all over his dick this time. I’ve pushed the butt plug out from the force of my orgasm, and we are having some trouble getting it back in, so I get back on my hands and knees. he gets it back in pretty easily then, and then slips his dick back inside of my pussy, and everything is so tight and swollen and he’s so snug inside of me. he is as deep as I go, and with every thrust I push back into him and with every thrust I’m coming, I feel it in every part of my body, waves upon waves of pleasure and I’m screaming his name into the mattress, I’m coming everywhere, baby, I say, oh I’m coming all over and then he’s coming and my whole body has gooseflesh and my nipples are so tight as he comes streams into my tight pussy. he leans across my back and holds me tightly. we collapse onto the bed, him still on top of me, and I begin to shiver on the come down. I love you so much, I say.

Mr B falls asleep, naked, cock still wet from my pussy juices. I get up to go smoke a cigarette.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7b7ilt/mr_b_makes_me_squirt_and_squirm_and_beg