Apparently I have a type – kinky, bratty and slutty.
Back in February I knew I might be heading to New Orleans for a business trip. I starting looking around for someone fun to play with. I found Darling’s profile, and knew it was something special. She was a true slut and a lover of cum.
We started flirting online and she nearly shut me down. She had zero interest in flirting unless it was going to lead to something. Eventually I locked down a date for my work trip, and we heated up our exchange.
It got to the point that whenever I saw an alert saying, “Picture message from Darling,” I knew it was going to be her tits or ass or incredibly perfect pussy. I got so used to this that when she sent me a meme I chastised her for not also sending me a pic of her tits.
She remembered this, and purposely sent me another meme a couple days later. As a brat, she made sure to brag about breaking this “tit rule.” I almost let her off the hook, as it was a funny post about foisting. But she made it clear she needed to be punished for it, and I was flying in the next day.
As I took my seat on the plane, she flooded my phone with nudes. Pretty sure the old married couple shared some hushed whispers about what they saw.
About an hour after I checked in, she arrived in the lobby with black heels, a skimpy black dress and a tiny purse. It was my first time seeing her face, and she was stunningly pretty. Normally I get a good idea of what a girl looks like first, but on her body and personality alone I wanted her. Seeing her strut to me made me start to throb.
I gave her ass a squeeze and led her to the elevator. She had the option of hanging out in the hotel bar if she was nervous, but she said she was good. I led her to my room, but took my time down the hall, letting my hands wander over her.
As soon as the room door closed, I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her down on her knees. She licked her lips for a moment, then got to work on my cock. Her lipstick started to smear up and down my shaft. I was a bit amused by this, but already feeling the effects of a world class blowjob.
I threw her on the bed and made my first mistake. Looking at that perfect pussy, I had to fuck it. I hadn’t cum for a bit, because we had already made plans for me to cum deep inside of her. So not taking a break between the blowjob and the fucking, plus me being backed up, I didn’t last long at all. Maybe a couple minutes.
Taking back control of the situation, I made her start to lick me clean as I rubbed her clit.
I started telling her what a good little fucktoy she was, letting her know that her cunt was filled with cum. She loved every moment of this, and I could feel myself staying hard.
I picked up where I left off, pushing her dress further and further up her body. I told her to take it off, and when it was half over her head I pinned her down and started to grind harder. I made her squirm through the distraction of me fucking her cum-filled pussy, and eventually she was only wearing a bra and heels.
Pulling her tits out, I found out she had the most sensitive nipples I’ve ever played with. A soft bite made her squeal. And if I twisted them both, I could feel her pussy clamp down on me.
Torturing her, watching her smile, pulling her hair and calling her a slut, I felt the surge of another orgasm. This time I pulled out to splatter across her belly.
We took a break and went down to the pool. She went with a booty-short bikini. But when we got down there, kids still playing in the pool. With no hot tub, we dipped our toes in for a bit, then went back up to the room.
In the room, I took a seat and made her sit on her knees in front of me. I told her some random stories about how my week went and forced her to suck my cock. The whole time I was trying to dehumanize her, trying to make it clear her side of the conversation was not important. I’m not sure that worked, so it’s something I’ll have to work on for next time I’m with a slut.
Changing gears, I made her turn around and back her ass onto my cock. It was an uncomfortable angle but an amazing view. She has this perfect caramel skin tone and a rounded butt. I played a little with her asshole, but had trouble even putting a finger tip in her. She didn’t really react positively or negatively to the finger, so we moved on to something else.
We shackled up her ankles, wrist and neck. I chained her wrists to her ankles and laid her on her back. Her choice was to either hold her legs up and feel her abs burn to keep her legs closed, or spread her legs wide for me.
I ate her out, then got a bit sadomasochistic on her. Her best reactions were whenever I actively hurt her – biting her nipples, spanking her, slapping her pussy, slapping her face – all things we agreed to beforehand. Watching her squirm as I finger-fucked her as roughly as I could made me start to get hard again, so I put her to work. Freeing her ankles, I made her sit on my cock.
On top, her tits were too easy of a target for me. I gave them very, very rough pulls. Then I grabbed her hips and started pushing her back and forth. She was turned onto a very sex fleshlight for me, forced to move exactly as I wanted her to. Between her kink for nipple pain and me just using her, she started cumming again. I was warned that she cums easily and has trouble stopping, and she didn’t lie.
She wasn’t going to make me cum while on top, so I put her on her back and finished inside of her. At this point, I was relatively sure I was done fucking her, so all that was left was to punish her for that meme.
I was already making her cum with two fingers. Going up to three made her legs start to kick wildly. And then slowed I added my pointer and middle finger from my right hand. She started to realize what was happening, and the orgasm cascade kicked in again. Her breathing got faster and faster, and I started to work her pussy, pushing each finger in to the knuckle. She lasted a minute before finally begging me to stop.
From there, we went into aftercare. I gave her a backrub and we talked about some vanilla things and tattoos. I also like to slip compliments into my aftercare, because I can say some pretty horrible things during a scene and I want to limit the amount of emotional pain I cause.
Finally, I stood up. And there was a part of me that really wanted to fuck her one more time. We live thousands of miles apart, so there was a good chance I wasn’t going to have this pussy ever again. Even knowing it was semi-fisted and stretched, I wanted it. But that part of me that wanted it wasn’t my cock. I was half-mast at best.
She saw me looking at her, stroking. She knew I wanted it.
She bit me.
Just a quick nip, just below my nipple.
I felt a flush of anger. Nothing serious. But it was there.
I am not one that enjoys being submissive. I want to be in charge. I want to be in control.
She was grinning at me, a proud little brat.
I warned her to be careful.
She tried to bite me again.
This time I grabbed her by her hair. I warned her again, she’s not going to like it if she doesn’t behave.
She rolled her head, pulling her hair tighter and trying to bite my wrist.
I pushed her head down to the mattress and was on top of her. She shifted her hips away.
I asked if she was going to try and stop me. She said yes.
I knew what she really wanted.
Using my free hand and my legs, I pushed her thighs open. Then I grabbed her wrists, and stayed clear of her bites. I pull her wrists together into one hand, and go back to holding her hair tight.
My dick is rock hard now. I’m rubbing it against her pussy, looking her in the eye.
“This is what you want, isn’t it? This is what you’re good for, being a little fucktoy.”
There’s a look in the eye that’s a mix of fear and lust that does something to me. She’s giving me this look, and I start to fuck her again.
It’s been hours now of different positions and fucking and cumming and BDSM. I should be passing out, but this rush of putting her in her place one more time powers me. I finish inside of her. I’m delirious and can barely stand. I barely manage to put some shorts and t-shirt on and walk her to her car through the thick, hot night air. I can’t even remember walking back to my room. But in that moment I’m filled with satisfaction.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8u2zkz/mf_the_darling_slut_of_new_orleans