This is a bit different from my last story. While mutual pleasure is important, for me this experience was all about the dynamic, which was callous and beautiful, but not particularly nurturing or attentive.
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When quarantine began I was in a totally different city and bored out of my mind. I began streaming myself playing chess on RPAN, and had about 15 people who would watch me daily, while others would filter through. I had very little going on in my life and was basically waiting (and hoping) for college to start again so I could be in New York, so I started each day with a 7am stream and, aside from small workouts, walks, and grocery shopping, would stream ALL day. There was one viewer who would almost always be there, and started calling me “chess dad” on stream. At one point I mentioned I was in Florida and she said she was too. I thought that was interesting but nothing more, and the stream ended.
A PM pops up, essentially saying, “hey, I swear I’m not some sweaty old man, my photo is real. I’m in Florida, and here’s my instagram! Let me know.”
So I look at her photo, expecting, well, it’s reddit, you know what I was *expecting* to see, but she was gorgeous. I follow her on instagram- even more so. She’s never seen me until now, I would stream only my hand and my computer screen, talking to them as I read the chat, and so now she begins DMing me, calling me “chess daddy”.
To preface: I had spoken on stream about what it had felt like to dominate a married woman to the point that, when we finished, she went outside and called her husband, established an open relationship, then came back in and continued to indulge herself.
Now I’m scrolling through this woman’s insta and I see she’s in a relationship. A serious one, too, from the looks of it. She’s a couple years older than me but still in her twenties, and we don’t even mention it. As soon as I saw the photo of her kissing her fiance I knew what she wanted. Over the next couple days we chat and decide she’ll drive the six hours to stay the night with me, then go back to the friends she was staying with.
Fast forward to that day, and I’ll admit… I was a bit nervous. I knew it wasn’t right, but also that I didn’t care enough to stop. I can be morally self destructive and was fully aware of that, but the dynamic was so alluring, the girl so attractive, and the opportunity so well timed that, well… I couldn’t help myself.
So she arrives and we go to my apartment. She freaks over the view and I let the weed and liquor flow. We’re sitting on the couch and she goes and returns from the bathroom, then leans against me and says, “I think you should take your pants off.” My anxiety, plus the substances, meant that my dick was staying SOFT, but I knew she wouldn’t give up, and if I’m being honest, didn’t really give a fuck about her. I watched her kneel on the hard tile and start sucking and licking my soft dick and realized I could do whatever the fuck I wanted, so I reached over and grabbed my pipe, packed it with bud and bacc, and smoked as she tried for five, maybe ten minutes to coax life into my cock ,to no avail.
Finally, I had mercy and pulled up my boxers, telling her to just sit next to me and rest her head in my lap. She did, and as we sat there quietly I smoked as she started to tell me a story, before sliding my hand down and fondling her ass. She got quiet then, so I told her to keep going as my fingers found their way under her jean shorts, just gripping and playing with her ass for a while before lazily teasing her pussy. Little circles, just the teasing of entrance, enough to make her breath catch so I could command her to finish her story. Eventually I got bored of this too, stood, stretched, and told her to go to the bed, at which time she sprang up and almost ran. I filled some cups with water for hydration later and put them on the bedside table before slipping under the covers with her.
She was already naked, and laid her leg across me, the heat from her pussy pressed against my still-soft cock, but as we lay there, her finger playing with my chest hair as the other played with my balls, I was hard in no time. I’m not massive, but I’m by no means small. Just enough to hear that satisfying “ow” if I’m not careful. I actually did go down on her first (it’s one of my favorite things to do) but if you want a description go look at my last post.
We’d waited long enough. I grabbed her by the hair, “suck my cock, slut”, the first time we’d gotten rough so far, and she was so eager she nearly kneed my crotch, instantly taking me as deep as she could, her blue eyes staring up at me as she massaged my balls.
“Such a good slut. You can stop when you’re crying.” I held her by the ponytail and forced her further down, feeling her tongue flick out and lick the base. As she began to blink tears, I let her up and guided her to my balls, ordering her to suck and stroke. Abusing her mouth was incredible, and she seemed to love it more than I did so I didn’t hold back, holding her down longer and longer until she’d emerge coughing, lines of spit trailing between my tip and her lips.
“Fuck.” I held her down again and told her to keep herself there, then leaned off the bed and grabbed a condom I’d left on purpose. I could feel her throat contracting, spasming around me, and just leaned back and threw the condom at her. It bounced off her cheek.
“Put it on me”, and she obeyed. All this she did without a word, only a nod and a smile, so eager to please. She rolled the condom down my cock and I grabbed her by the hair again, unceremoniously yanking her up my body until her pussy hung above my dick. I had to finally establish who held the power, so, without warning, I grabbed her by the hips and pushed her down as my hips bucked upwards, forcing myself as deep as I could in one motion. She fell forward and put her hands on my chest, almost to lift herself, but I held her in place until she began to relax herself around me. Once she submitted, I lay back. “Ride” was all I had to say, and she began bouncing like a bitch in heat, slamming herself down and grinding, a groan escaping her throat as she stared at the ceiling. I sat up and leaned against the headboard, watching her.
“Fuck” **SMACK** “FUCK, DADDY” **SMACK** “DADDY”
I had no plans on letting her ass leave the same color, but we’d teased each other so much that I was already getting close, so I finally seized her hair in my right hand and pinched her nipple *hard* in my left, thrusting up into her as hard and fast as I could to the point that she had to stop riding and just take it, and as I felt her pussy tighten around me I pulled her even closer-
“Who owns this pussy? Who owns your little whore pussy?” I almost *yelled* at her, but she screamed her response. “You do, daddy, you do, *please*, daddy, cum in your little slut, you own it all!!” I held her hips against me and bit her neck brutally as I came, each shot making my body jolt against hers as she rubbed her clit panting.
When I’d finished, I leaned back, pushed her off, and removed the condom. I looked at her sprawled, exhausted, and said “Clean me up.” She did, and thanked me for the privilege.
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I’m glad I’m in New York again, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss the desperation with which she’d swallow me. Let me know if you like it and want more! Like I said last post, I’ve had some interesting experiences.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ikx9ax/cheating_f_slut_asks_me_to_use_her_roughly_after