Remembering Hannah
I was working a Thursday night in a little shop in the middle of nowhere. It was just off a main road, but everything around it from a little strip club to a burger joint had been long closed. The neighborhood was poor, but not really dangerous. We were the only place to get liquor for a three mile radius, so regardless we got a lot of business.
Most nights you’d see twenty something’s come in for cigarettes after work or later on getting drinks before they’d go clubbing. I was going to college, but I worked Thursdays and every weekend night, so I never really joined the party life. I mostly focused on school during the week and then on the weekends I worked here.
But one Thursday a girl came in that I’d noticed before. She seemed cute. I’d watched enough asian films to guess she was Korean. She was short and her body had curves that looked like she worked out a lot. The first time I saw her come in, she was in scrubs and her ID read “Hannah”, with a picture of her pretending to pick her nose. I laughed and told her it was cute but she didn’t really react. For a moment I thought I had offended her, but then she smiled and left.
I never knew what to say when she came in after that. She was pretty with her long dark hair, soft asian features. She wasn’t thin, but wasn’t big either. She was solid like she did crossfit or a gymnast. There was something about her that always kept me at bay. She could make me nervous when she glanced at me in the store. Her eyes… Whenever her brown eyes met mine they carried with them a confidence and something else. She looked angry but she was always quiet when paying at the register.
That’s why she surprised me when she came to the counter that night. “You’re always reading when it’s slow. Are you in school here or just a big reader?”
It took me a second to get over the shock that she was talking to me. “I go to school here. When it’s dead I’ll get my reading in.”
She smiled a bit. I could tell I just earned points with her for reading.
“So, what are you going to school for?”
I held up my book on writing narratives. “I’m getting a writing degree.”
She cocked an eyebrow and leaned forward on the counter, putting a hand to her chin. “So you’re going to be a writer? I bet you could write about a lot of the weird stuff you see here at night?”
I let out a laugh nodding. “Yeah… You could say that. So you’re studying to be a nurse?”
She looked confused for a second and pulled back.
“I saw you come in once in your scrubs,” I explained.
She immediately smiled and nodded. “Oh! I remember that now.”
“So do you think we should get the vodka or the rum tonight?” Hannah’s friend asked as she held up two bottles for measure. She was pretty too – tall with a blonde wavy bob haircut.
Hannah raised her arm and pointed to the left bottle. “The rum, definitely.”
They both looked like they were dressed up for a night out. Hannah was wearing a tight black dress, underneath her long white peacoat, that showed off her cleavage and legs. Her friend was wearing a black sheer button up shirt that easily revealed a shiny black bra underneath. She wore a short skirt that revealed much when she bent over to put the vodka bottle back.
As I was ringing them up I overheard them talking about a party at their place. So they were roommates.
“What time do you get off? You should come.”
I looked up from counting their change a little surprised. “I’m sorry, what?”
Hannah’s roommate giggled and whispered in her ear. She nudged her friend right back and smiled. “We’re having a little get together at our place tonight. If you aren’t busy, you should stop by.”
I smiled as I thought up an excuse. I wasn’t the partying type, and nothing made it more obvious than seeing me look awkward at a party. “I get off work pretty late. Usually parties are ending by the time I get off.”
Hannah narrowed her eyes, “Challenge accepted. I think we’ll still be going strong by then.” She grabbed a pen from the counter, scribbled their address on the back of her receipt and slid it over the counter in front of me. “We’ll see you there.”
They both left the store and I couldn’t believe my luck. I was actually going to go to a party and was invited by a cute girl no less. I closed up after midnight and drove down to the apartment she’d given me. I took a moment to collect myself. Parties made me nervous – I never knew what to say. I knocked and a moment later the door opened. Hannah was standing there in tight yoga pants and tee – a stark contrast to the tight dress she had on a couple hours ago.
She smiled up at me and then crossed her arms. “Yeah, I feel kind of embarrassed, my friends bailed on me and my roommate decided to make other plans.”
I awkwardly smiled and said, “It happens. Don’t be embarrassed. I’ve had plans fall through before. It happens.”
I noticed her tension relax and her dark eyes sparkled. “You could still come in and hangout if you want?”
I froze for a second to process. I was always more comfortable one on one just hanging out. I peered inside her open apartment looking just over her shoulder casually. To the left was an open kitchen with the living room opposite of it. Both were divided by a long hallway leading back further. Most of the lights were turned off, leaving much of the space dimly lit, but it was clean and cozy like most girls apartments. “Sure. That sounds like fun.”
She let me come in, closed the door and locked it. “I was just about to watch Eurotrip. Do you want to watch it with me?”
I snickered a bit and smiled. I’d seen it before and thought it was funny, but an odd choice for a girl.
I sat on the couch next to her wondering if she’d sit close. To my dismay she curled up on the far end. As the movie continued I made small talk, but she seemed uninterested.
At one point in the film one of the guys visits a brothel in Amsterdam and is dominated by a woman in tight leather. She swats his ass with a riding crop and yells at him in German.
As I watched the scene, I realized I was getting hard and tried to adjust on her couch to relieve the pressure and hide my bulge.
I couldn’t tell if she’d noticed but at one point I thought I’d caught her looking down at my crotch.
In the next scene, the guy tried to use the safe word, but being in German he fumbled the pronunciation and the Dom brought out a power tool with a long dildo attached to it.
When I looked away from the screen I noticed her grinning.
She eyed me for a second, her grin widening. “I’m getting a drink. Do you want one?”
“Sure.” I wasn’t much of a drinker but I agree if anything cover up the sounds the guy was making on the screen.
Without asking me what I wanted she got up and made us two drinks. As she handed it to me I paused at the scent of it. I could see the light colored soda in the glass, but smelled rum also. I hadn’t planned to drink tonight, but I decided I could drive with one drink. I would just need to stay a while, which was okay with me. I took the drink and started sipping on it. It tasted sweet but had a slightly weird aftertaste. It must have been one of the more fruity rums she’d used.
I didn’t really think much about it because that’s when Hannah asked me point blank, “I couldn’t help but notice you squirming in your seat during the last scene. Is that something you’re into?”
I never snorted my drink, but recovered and took another sip to hide my face for a second. “What?”
Her demeanor suddenly changed as she seemed to smile big and leaned in a little. She looked happy, so I just sort of stared for a moment. ” Do you like to have your ass spanked?”
My face had to have been beet red. “I-I don’t know… is that what you’re into?”
Her smile changed and her face went serious. “It’s rude to answer a question with a question.”
I froze again. I didn’t know what to say because she looked seriously offended and I felt compelled to answer her quickly. “It’s… I think a lot of guys like to be treated like that – spanked, whipped, punished…” My bulge was growing again and this time I definitely saw her looking at it.
“Punished… I like that.” She smiled and took my hand. Before I could respond she squeezed my hand and said, “It’s okay. Did that scene get you worked up?”
I nodded awkwardly as I fought the urge not to answer. The word, “yeah”, eventually came out.
Some of her long dark hair fell across her cheek and she chuckled, “I knew it.” Her eyes fell on my hand holding the drink. “Do you want to finish that?”
I nodded and downed the drink. Something about her made me feel compelled to act.
Hannah took the glass from my hand and sat it on the coffee table. She then took both my hands and stood up. She then led me down the hall to her bedroom.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. I followed watching her round ass swish as she walked. She was much shorter than me, but her strong build made every curve more pronounced.
Her room was dimly lit by two lamps covered by red shades – one on a nightstand and another on a dresser positioned on the opposite side of the room. The curtains were black and drawn closed. It was a stark contrast from the rest of the apartment that was cozy. Her room reminded me a lot of the Red Light district from the film we were just watching. In the center of her room was a full sized bed covered in black sheets, and encased in a beefy wood frame.
It looked very rustic I thought just before she shoved me onto it. I felt her weight pull into me as we kissed. I couldn’t believe what was happening. I didn’t know this girl, but all of the sudden I was on her bed and her tongue was in my mouth.
Hannah started kissing on my neck as her hands went under my shirt to find my nipples. She pulled my shirt higher, and my body relaxed as my eyes fell shut. She raised my shirt even more and put one of my nipples in her mouth.
My dick was so hard it was poking out from under my belt. I could feel her body press into it as she hummed. I opened my eyes to see her sit up and peel off her shirt.
She was wearing a black lace bra and her full breasts were pushed up to reveal a field of cleavage. She peeled off my shirt without any resistance, and began kissing again as she worked her way down to my belt.
“Oh my…” She teased. “You really are worked up.” She looked up with a big smile. “Is this for me?”
“Uh huh,” I breathed heavily as I watched her grin widen.
She began undoing my belt buckle, and began pulling my pants down to my calves..
My head was feeling foggy and my eyes kept closing. I thought I was just wrapped up in the moment. I couldn’t believe this was happening. She was gorgeous, half naked and on top of me.
She turned around as she fiddled with my pants. Her heart shaped ass, still encased in her tight black yoga pants, raised and lowered as she struggled to get them off my ankles.
I didn’t mind even a little. I had a wonderful view. I reached out and cupped her with both hands. After a few minutes, I tried pulling her pants back and caught a glimpse of black lace before she spun around and mounted me again.
Hannah grinded on my throbbing cock, sliding herself back and forth.
I don’t think I’d ever felt this hard before. My dick was pulsating with every beat of my heart and felt full, ready to be used.
She leaned forward and pressed her breasts into my face. “Do you like my tits? Have a closer look.”
The warmth of her breasts wrapped around me and I melted into bliss. I reached up to squeeze them, but she took my hands and redirected them above my head.
Her lips found my earlobe and I shuttered. I heard her warm breath as she sucked on my lobe and purred.
I took all of my concentration not to blow my load right there. And then I heard something ‘click’. My eyes fluttered open but her breasts pressed into me more and I heard another ‘click’.
I tried to move my hands but felt something tug back. “What?”
Hannah giggled and sat up. “I like to play a little, just relax.” She kissed me again and pinched my nipples, one in each hand. She squeezed hard as her tongue snaked into my mouth.
I didn’t know what to think. My thoughts were foggy and all I could think was that I wanted her. In every sense of the word, and every fiber of my being. I wanted her.
Her right hand released my nipple and traced a line down my side.
I felt a nerve twinge, and when I jerked I realized my legs were in restraints as well. She must have put them on when taking off my pants.
Her hands slithered down to my waist and slipped under my waist band at the side. She teased me slowly moving her hand around, tip toeing toward my cock. Her eyes focused on mine, entrancing me as she gripped my cock in her hand.
I let out a small moan as she squeezed it and laughed.
“My… my… You are a big one.” She whispered in my ear. “So you like to be punished?” Before I could think of a response she slapped my balls hard. I cried out and she did it again.
I let out a yelp and she laughed. “I…”
She slapped them again interrupting me mid thought. I whined a little and she kissed me again sucking on my lower lip. “I thought guys liked to be spanked and punished? Don’t you like it?”
My head was spinning. I was in a place between pain and pleasure. It hurt but part of me, something deep inside, didn’t want her to stop and I think she knew it.
Her hand cupped my balls and squeezed gently as she purred. “I have a surprise for you.”
“What else could there be?”
She pulled her hand out from under my boxer briefs and got off of the bed. I could see she was admiring her work as she gathered up her shirt and gazed down on me with a grin. “I’ll be right back.” She said, and she left her bedroom.
My head lolled back and forth in a daze. It was like I was falling asleep but kept waking up. One moment I was fading off, and the next I realized my hands and feet were still in restraints and I couldn’t move. I was stuck on her bed, a stranger’s bed, in just my underwear. A little voice in my head told me I should be afraid, but it drifted off as I rested my head back on her pillow. Her scent from her sheets filled my nostrils and my eyes closed again. I think I dozed back and forth for a few minutes, but then I heard her door close and I opened my eyes. I was shocked to see my cock was still hard, making a tent in my boxer briefs, and then my eyes rested on her.
Hannah had changed into a glossy black leather corset and stockings. She didn’t look cute anymore, but sultry. She was wearing a dark eyeshadow that combined with her red lipstick and wild hair made her look like a predator. She rubbed her shiny black gloved hands together – one of them holding something she had tucked away.
“Looks like someone’s happy to see me,” she smirked. “Sorry, if I took too long.”
I just stared up at her admiring how sexy she looked.
She struck a pose for me, resting one hand on her ass with the other caressing her hair. “Do you like?”
I nodded trying to speak, but all my words had left me.
“I have a little confession,” she started as she came closer to the bed. “I’m a little kinky in bed. I like to take guys. Be aggressive.” She sat on the bed and began rubbing my leg. “You don’t mind, do you?”
“No,” I muttered, staring at her, taking in her sexy outfit. I felt my cock bob a bit. She must have noticed because she giggled. “Good.” She got up and reached into a drawer. I didn’t see what she took out, but I soon felt it. Cold steel rubbed up my thigh as she began cutting my underwear off of me. Before I could protest, she had already cut up through one side and was starting on the other. In a few more seconds she was waving my sliced up underwear in the air and then slapped my balls with them. “You were over dressed for what I have planned.”
My eyebrows raised in question. “What do you have…”
She shushed me, placing one shiny black finger to my lips. “No more talking. From this point on you only talk when spoken to and you do as you’re told, okay?” I stared at her and she raised a crop whip in the air and patted it against her other hand. She gave me a very serious look. “Do you understand?”
I paused. “Yeah.”
The riding crop came down on my inner thigh stinging. “Yes, Mistress Hannah.”
“Huh?”
The whip hit again a little closer to my crotch. “You say, ‘yes’, Mistress Hannah.”
“Yes, Mistress Hannah.”
“Good.” She caressed my thigh where she’d struck me. “You’re a quick study. All that book reading is paying off.” Her hand on my thigh snuck around to play with my balls. “Now is a good time to go over my rules.”
Rules? Who was this girl?
“Rule number one we just covered. Number two, I own this.” She emphasized her meaning by taking my cock and balls in one hand and squeezed. “I own it. Me. I tell you when you may cum and no one else.”
I stared at her.
She must not have liked my expression because her squeeze tightened and I felt my lungs suck in air. “Understand?”
“Aaahhhh…”
“Say it!” She shouted. “I won’t stop till you do.”
I managed to mutter, “yes, Mistress Hannah.” And I felt her release my sore balls from her grip.
“Rule number three, you do what I tell you to without question.” Her expression fell dark again as she squeezed my sack, forcing my balls together atop of her grip and she began patting them with her other hand.
I wanted to shoot my load right there. I was trapped between crying for her to stop and wanting it to never end. But eventually I found the ability to whine, “Yes, Mistress Hannah.” And just like that it stopped.
“This will not be a ‘one night fuck.’ You will come to me when I call and do as I want.”
I found myself nodding without question.
“It could be for a quick fuck, moments like this, or just to rub my feet and lick my pussy. I don’t owe you an orgasm. If you shoot your load it’s because I allowed it to happen. Which brings me to rule number 4. You can’t cum without my permission. Got it?” Her hand quickly flew to my balls.
I yelped again. “Please.”
She cocked her head with a grin. “Please, what?”
“Please, Mistress Hannah.”
She smiled but it wasn’t a sweet smile anymore. I realized my situation now. I was helpless, naked, strapped to this girl’s bed. I didn’t know how to feel about it all. My heart was racing but my cock was at full salute. My balls ached but I wanted her hands on them. I wanted her.
“What are you going to do with me?” I asked.
She cackled loudly and threw her head back. When she settled, she cocked an eyebrow. “Whatever I damn well please. Tonight you’re going to cum the biggest load of your life. You’re gonna have the best fuck of your life. You’re never going to forget tonight.”
I sighed heavily at the prospect of blowing my load all over her and smiled.
“I think you’re going to love being my slut.”
Her choice of words caught me off guard.
She saw my reaction and got real close to me. She threw a silk covered leg over mine and rested her pussy on top of my cock, pressing it into my front. She leaned forward, her breasts mesmerizing and her lips snaked around to whisper in my ear. “Tell me the truth. Are you a virgin?” Her hot breath caused the hairs on my body to stand on end.
When she pulled back I looked into her dark mesmerizing eyes. “No.”
She relaxed. “Good. Then you can take it.”
Take what? Her? Before I knew it I felt her knee slide into my balls hard and I choked.
“Ohhh… baby, did I hit you too hard?”
I tried to nod but felt her knee connect again. I was sucking air unable to speak.
“Just let me know when to stop,” she said quickly as she got up and started smacking my cock with her crop whip. Sometimes softly over and over and then she would strike hard.
My cock bobbed back and forth but took the abuse. I could feel heat rising from my skin and as much as the strikes hurt my body ached for more.
“Oh, I thought you liked to be punished.” Hannah smiled. “I’m curious, what sort of punishment do you crave?”
Her face seemed genuinely sincere but my mind was still wrapped in a whirlwind of pain, pleasure, and fog. It took me a moment to think. ” I like to be surprised.” It was true but not really an answer. I didn’t know really.
“Surprised… hmmm…” She said looking down at me. “Well as much as I am full of surprises you didn’t really answer my question. So I’m afraid I’m going to have to punish you.”
My cock responded with a twinge and she smiled slightly.
She rubbed her hands together again. “I think you misunderstood me earlier when I asked if you were a virgin.” She walked back to her dresser and opened a drawer. When she turned around, she held a thick leather belt and something was dangling below.
My mouth gaped at the sight of it. It was a strapon with a cock at least a few inches longer than my own. I’m a good seven and a half inches but this was at least nine with a huge set of balls. As I stared on in shock, she nearly doubled over laughing.
“Oh yeah, motherfucker. It’s happening.” She laughed as she slipped into the harness. “You also didn’t call me, Mistress Hannah, before when you answered. That’s two rules you broke.”
“Uh…”
“No… don’t speak unless spoken to. Break another rule and I’m getting my big cock.”
There’s a bigger one?
She adjusted the straps and posed for me. She was sexy and scary in her stockings, leather and nine inch cock dangling between her legs. Giving a little wink, she said, “don’t worry. I’ll be gentle. But only because I’m pretty sure you’re a virgin now.”
I nodded unintentionally, and she cackled.
“I love it. You’re so adorable. I promise I’ll take it slow. Just don’t break any more rules.”
I gulped.
She straddled my body, leaning into me, bringing her breasts up to my sight, her dick dragging along mine. “Relax, you’ll love it.” She kissed my lips and massaged her tongue with mine. As she caressed my body during the kiss I felt my body relax.
“I feel funny,” I said.
“That’s probably just all the melatonin I put in your drink to help you relax.”
What? I looked up at her smile and melted. For a moment I saw her cute smile again, but she was still in make up and leather.
“I have something for you.”
“What is it, Mistress Hannah?”
“Good boy,” she grinned and licked the tip of my nose. She stretched and reached for something.
I raised my head to meet her cleavage. I meant to kiss the top of her breasts but my nose buried between them.
She pulled back and scowled. “Not without permission.”
I couldn’t tell if she was acting upset or really offended.
“And you were doing so well.” She showed me a pair of silky black panties in her hand. “These are mine. They’re clean, but I think you’re going to need these in a minute.”
I was really confused. “Why…”
As I asked, she quickly stuffed the black panties into my mouth. She worked them in till I felt the silk tickle the back of my mouth.
“That’s better. I don’t want you to make too much noise. It is your first time. And the first time can be the roughest.” She gave my nipples one last pinch and she got up off of me. Hannah grabbed a bottle of lube off of her dresser and began coating the fingers in her right hand. “You’re going to feel some pressure. Just relax and keep your mouth open.”
I immediately felt a finger press into me. A little at first and then all of the sudden I felt it slip in. It pulled out a little and then dove deeper. My eyes closed and a moan escaped me.
“God this is so hot. You’re making me so wet right now, slave.” Hannah pulled out a little again and drove her finger all the way in. She slipped it in and out as I jerked wildly but the restraints kept me in place. “I love to watch you squirm, but I’m in control now. Lay back and let it happen or there will be more punishment.”
I fought to quit jerking but her finger started to slip in and out of my ass faster and faster. I felt a second finger slip in and I lost it. I let out another moan and my legs twitched.
“Is that right?” Hannah stood up higher so I could see her face. “I told you to be still. Now I have to punish you.”
My eyes widened. I couldn’t imagine what she would do next, but I didn’t have to wait long. With her free hand, Hannah slapped my balls hard. I would have cried out but her panties prevented me. I twisted and jerked as she hit them again.
“Lay still,” she commanded and then she swatted my balls again.
I jerked and moaned.
“I said, lay still,”she repeated louder.
I tried to collect myself. I felt her slap my balls again, but this time I fought to not move. My feet moved a little but I didn’t jerk.
“Good boy,” Hannah smiled. “Now where was I? Oh yeah…” She started pumping my ass again, this time curling her fingers inside me, hitting something.
It felt like an orgasm was building. My balls felt heavy with cum and I wanted to release it all. I felt her hit the spot again and again and my toes curled. My moans changed in tune.
“Now you love it.” She hooked her fingers more and pressed firmly on the spot. “Now you’re mine. Only I can do this to you. You’re about to feel what it’s like to orgasm over… and over…”
I felt my body wash over in a spine tingling orgasm that stayed with me. Until this, most of my orgasms only lasted a few seconds but this one lingered. It stayed with me and she kept hitting that spot. I felt a little cum ooze out of the tip of my cock, but just a little. I was still erect and everything was hitting me in waves. That was until she stopped. She removed her fingers and I found myself whimpering for another reason.
“Aww…” Hannah cooed. “I popped your cherry. And now you’re addicted aren’t you?”
My eyes lulled in the back of my head. I couldn’t speak with her panties in my mouth. Not that my mind could form words.
She grabbed my face with her left hand. “Whose a little butt slut?” She looked happy with herself and I couldn’t deny how good I felt right then. “Well, I guess technically you’re still a virgin.”
I looked at her as she fell silent, her mischievous smile growing.
“Let’s fix that.”
And with that said, I felt her press her strapon right up against my asshole and slip inside. She went slow, inch by inch.
I felt the fullness expand inside me. My breathing stopped for a moment as she pushed her way in. I felt it retreat and then burst forward again. When I found the strength to open my eyes I saw that Hannah wasn’t rocking back and forth like I had imagined. Instead I watched as her arm thrust back and forth. She’d pulled out a dildo without me seeing. Her massive nine inch dong hung and swayed freely between her legs. The cock she held in her hands was smaller. I couldn’t make out how much smaller but I was thankful as I felt her drive it all the way in. I groaned as I still struggled to take in air.
“Don’t worry, slave. I wouldn’t wreck this beautiful hole of yours on the first night. You have to work your way up to my size.” Hannah increased her speed as she spoke the last word.
My moans reverberated with each thrust. I felt the tip of the dildo punch my prostate over and over. I was back in that place between pain and never wanting it to stop. “Please…” I tried to whisper through her panties.
Hannah slowed her thrusts. “Please, what?”
I sucked air. “Please…” was all I could muster.
“One more chance.” She warned and she pulled the panties out of my mouth.
I strangled my thoughts attempting to make them line up in order and make sense. “Please, Mistress Hannah.”
“I’m listening,” she smiled.
“Please, let me cum.”
She cackled. “Aww… Do you really need to cum?” She reached down and stroked my throbbing cock.
I moaned, “thank you.”
She stroked me up and down fast for a few seconds and right as I was about to climax she let go, grabbed ahold of my balls and pulled back on them as she started thrusting powerfully again.
My moans echoed in my ears. The sheer ecstasy was unbearable. In all my life I’d never felt anything so intensely as I watched this beautifully scary woman fuck my brains out. I convulsed through another long orgasm, my second of the night.
“Not yet.” She huffed. “We aren’t done until you blow your load.”
I just did, I thought. I looked down to see I didn’t cum. It felt like I had blown my load through the ceiling but I didn’t.
It was at that moment in my exhaustion she untied my legs and climbed up on top of me. She stretched over me and her breasts brushed back and forth across my face.
I felt my hands go free and were quickly pulled to my side. I was free except for her strong powerful body sitting on top of me. She began kissing my neck and whispering in my ear. “Did you enjoy that?”
My face betrayed me with a smile. I couldn’t lie, not to her. “Yes… I did.”
“Good…” she kissed my chest. “I’m glad.” She sucked my nipples, one and then the other.
My cock stirred.
“Roll over,” she commanded.
With her help, I rolled over in my stomach. I felt her pull up on my hip, lift me slightly and shove a pillow under me propping my butt up in the air. I heard her doing something and for a second there was nothing, quiet. And then I felt the pressure build again.
She slowly pressed the dong back in and when it hit against my prostate I felt her full weight on top of me. She lifted herself and the cock retreated. She fell back down and it drove home again.
My eyes rested in the back of my head. She must have swapped her nine inch out for the other smaller cock, because she was pounding me from behind.
I had done this position before, but from the other side. I imagined how she must have looked fucking me from behind. Her hips thrusting. Her breasts swaying. Her hair whipping back and forth with each breath. My moans were building again. I began crying out words. I don’t know what I said but words came out, and I felt I was going to die from the power she was pounding into me. I felt her hands leave my hips and she pressed in deep. The air escaped my lungs, I attempted to take a deep breath and felt her panties being shoved back into my mouth as my moans became muffled again.
“Shhhh… my pet.” Hannah whispered seductively in my ear. “My roommate just got home, and if she hears you, she might just decide to join in.”
My mind exploded as the thought of her roommate finding me naked in Hannah’s bed being fucked in the ass. “I’m going to cum,” I muffled.
Hannah must have understood because she sped up and pounded me faster.
For the first time in my life, I came without anything touching my dick. I exploded and felt spurt after spurt release as I cried out.
Hannah pulled out of me, flipped me over and began sucking my cock. She slurped and swallowed. She licked my shaft up and down and sucked on my balls.
At first it felt amazing but then I became more sensitive. I tried to beg her to stop but she kept sucking and jerking my cock as I squirmed.
She chuckled. “You got one more in you. Come on, baby.”
I realized she wanted me to cum again and my body spasmed as she stroked harder and faster.
She put both of my balls in her mouth and sucked on them, all the time stroking.
I was one minute into an orgasm that should have lasted seconds, and I felt a wave of pressure build. Like a gunshot, there was a release and I came again.
Hannah licked it all up cleaning me. Eventually she crawled up my body and laid her lips to my own.
Her tongue parted my lips, and I felt her tongue and my cum enter my mouth. Before I could react, she dove her tongue in deepening the kiss. I had no choice but to swallow my own cum and return her kiss. It was only then that I could breathe again. As she released my lips, I began to breath heavily.
“That was hot.” Hannah pinched one of my nipples and snuggled into me.
We laid there for a while as my mind raced to catch up to all that had just happened. A beautiful girl had invited me over. She’d drugged me (sort of), and completely dominated my body. She fucked my ass until I orgasmed three times and then brought me to a fourth orgasm. I’d never had came more than once at a time in my whole life. My body couldn’t process it all.
Hannah kissed me again, gentle this time. “Did you enjoy yourself?” She smiled wide.
My lips curled up into a grin. “Oh, yes… That was intense. I’ve never.. came that many times.”
Hannah sat up. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.” She took my cock in her hands again.
I started to tell her I couldn’t again, but felt something plastic envelope my cock and a hoop went around my balls.
Hannah put her weight on me, so I couldn’t sit up and blocked my view.
I felt a slight pinch and a click. When she leaned back I saw my cock was in a plastic device and my balls were looped through with a tiny padlock clasped closed in front. “What’s this?”
“It’s your new cage,” Hannah answered. “I’m locking you up for now. If you want out you’ll have to come back tomorrow night.”
My head fell back as I exhaled. I was too worn out to fight her. I couldn’t. All I could think was what this girl had planned for me next.
End of the Beginning
I’ll post Part 2 soon if there’s interest.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ld1tv0/first_time_posting_remembering_hannah_a_story_of
Yes please Part 2 ???