This turned out way longer than I thought 😅 Thought y’all would appreciate it either way though.
So there was this girl I was hooking up with on a semi regular basis a few years ago, we’ll call her Krista. We met on Twitter but that’s another story lol. We had a lot of fun with each other and explored fantasies together, and at some point she tells me she has always had a fantasy of being made someone’s slave for a night. I thought this sounded like a lot of fun so I said we should try it.
We discussed boundaries and limits, what we both wanted from the scenario and put a safe word in place just in case. Then I laid out the ground rules for her:
1. I choose what she wears.
2. She refers to me only as sir or daddy from the moment she walks in the door.
3. She must ask permission before she can cum.
She then sent me a few teases of different lingerie she could wear and asked me to choose my favorite. I settled on a lacey bralette and matching panties; she’s very petite and the set made her look like a goddess. We made a plan for her to come over the next night after I got home from work.
The next day I had a really hard time focusing at work, and I pulled up her pictures again a time or two when I was sure no one was looking. I couldn’t get those images out of my head and I told her as much during my lunch break. She told me she couldn’t stop thinking about having my cock in her mouth. Needless to say, that didn’t help.
Finally my last appointment of the day ends and I hurry and file the last of my paperwork and race home. As soon as I pull into the driveway I shoot her a text. She shoots back almost immediately, “on my way 😍” with another little preview of what’s in store for me.
I head inside and leave the door unlocked, letting her know it’s open and to let herself in when she arrives. I shower off and make myself presentable, opting to wear a tank top and some gray sweatpants that I know drive her a little crazy. Then I plop myself in my big leather armchair with a book and wait.
I hear the door open upstairs about 10 minutes after I start reading. Footsteps make their way across the living room and down the stairs, and then there’s a light knock at my bedroom door. “Enter,” comes my response, not looking up from my book.
Out of the corner of my eye I watch Krista crack open the door. She slips in and closes the door behind her, turning to face me as I say, “I’m almost done with this chapter,” I look up briefly, “Take off those clothes and kneel there while I finish.”
She blushes, then sets down her bag and starts to unbutton the white blouse she’d put on for the drive. We both knew any street clothes she wore would be a formality, but that blouse and the skirt she’d worn with it were both insanely sexy. Soon enough though both were on my bedroom floor and she got down on her knees like she was told.
There was only one more page left to read, but I could tell how turned on she was and took my time to relish her eagerness. She slowly moved closer as I read until she was at my feet, staring up at me with hunger in her eyes. I met her gaze and smiled. She bit her lip and moved her hand over my growing bulge. “May I?” She asked.
“May you what?”
“May I suck your cock sir?”
I nod, and she slowly reaches up and pulls off my sweatpants. My cock springs free of its restraint, I’m already rock hard. She takes me in her hand and giggles, nibbling gently on my balls before slowly running her tongue up my length and sucking on my tip. She swirls her tongue around before slowly taking every inch down her throat. Now I’ll be the first to admit, I’m not the biggest guy around. But I’m also not small, most every partner I’ve had has genuinely complimented me on my size, and it was so sexy to watch her take all of it with ease.
I get lost in the sensation and she continues moving her head up and down, gradually building speed, her hand working the base while using her tongue to make me melt with pleasure. She brings me close to the edge, but I’m not done yet. I grab the back of her head and pull her off me, she gasps for air and meets my eyes with an expression of pure lust. I curl my finger around her bra strap. “These. Off. Now.” I say.
She stands and pulls the bralette over her head, setting her perky little b cups free. She turns around and slowly pulls her panties down, bending over as she does, giving me a little show. I grab her hips and bring her down onto my lap, running my left hand along her body while choking her lightly with my right. She moans her approval, grinding her ass into my cock as I start to move my finger in circles around her clit. I feel her melt into me as I tease her. I slide a finger across her opening, she’s already soaking wet.
I tease her like this for a few moments, gently biting her neck as I listen to her whimper and feel her squirm. Suddenly she flips around and kisses me passionately, running her bare pussy up and down the length of my cock. She breaks the kiss and says in a low, primal voice, “I need to feel you inside me daddy. Now.” Up until this point we had always used a condom, but she reaches down and lines me up against her opening. She looks me in the eyes for approval, and, after I nod enthusiastically, lowers herself onto me.
She throws her head back and lets out a gutteral moan, relieved to finally have me filling her. I respond in kind, completely lost in the sensation of her. I grab her hips and guide her motion as I take her tits in my mouth, greedily sucking her nipples as she shrieks in delight. Her pace starts to gradually increase, and I feel the climax start to build inside her. I let her get close, but just before she crosses the threshold I lift her up and, still inside her, cross the room with her holding onto me before throwing her on the bed.
She pouts, frustrated I interrupted her orgasm. “You didn’t ask permission,” I remind her, ignoring her protests. I grab a scarf from my closet and return to the bed. “Face down, ass up.” She eagerly follows the command. I take each of her hands and use the scarf to tie them behind her back, then tease her entrance with my tip. She pushes back into me, but I pull back as well, laughing as I tease her. I tell her to beg. “Please fuck me daddy. Please use me.” I plunge my entire length into her and she cries out in relief. I use her bound hands as a handle, and I start fucking her relentlessly. It’s not long before she nears her climax again, but this time she pleads, “Please sir let me cum. I want to cum for you please let me.” Keeping the rhythm, I grab her hair from behind and force her head up so she’s looking into the mirror across from my bed. “I want you to watch me fuck you as I make you cum,” I tell her. Her moans get louder, then I watch as her eyes roll back and I feel her pussy clench as she cums. Her legs give out and she collapses onto the bed.
I grab the water from my nightstand and have a drink, offering her some as well before I continue. She’s lost in postorgasm bliss, so I set the water back down as I roll her onto her back. I kiss her as she wraps her legs around me, and I slowly ease myself back into her.
Her nails dig into my back as I pick up the pace. I’m surprised I’ve lasted as long as I have, but I can tell that’s about to end. I tell her I’m going to cum soon, she kisses me deeply before looking straight into my eyes and saying, “Please cum inside me sir. I want you to fill me with your cum.” That sent me over the edge, and I bury myself deep inside her as my cock pulses and empties into her pussy.
We lay there for a moment, catching our breath. I pull out and roll off of her, watching my cum slowly drip out of her. She reaches down and uses her finger to bring some to her mouth, savoring our mixed flavors. I suggest we move to the shower, and she follows me to the bathroom with shakey legs.
We let the hot water run over us in my tiny shower, our bodies inches from each other due to sheer lack of space. My hands explore every inch of her as we kiss and her hands find my cock again, slowly working me until I’m hard again. I growl in approval, forcing her to her knees for the second time. She enthusiastically returns to work, excited to please her master further.
This time she takes it slow, savoring every inch of me. Between the hot water and my recent orgasm, I get lost in sensory euphoria, barely able to handle the stimulation but not wanting to interrupt her.
She gazes up at me intently, playing with her clit and watching my face for the approval she’s craving. She pops my dick out of her mouth and kisses the tip, then smiles and asks, “Would daddy like to cum inside me again?”
That was an offer I couldn’t refuse, and it awakens something primal in me. She stands up and turns around, sticking her ass out in anticipation, and I wasted no time burying myself deep inside her again. She was so wet that there was no resistance. She backed into me to match my strokes, her moans in sync with her ass slapping against me. We’re fucking like animals, and soon enough I feel the pressure start to build. As I get right up to the edge of my second climax, she leans her head back and looks me in my eyes, saying she’s about to cum. Her pussy grips down hard on me as I explode inside her.
We take some time to come back down to earth, talking and laughing in the shower for a little while. We towel off and get dressed, then she grabs her bag, gives me a kiss saying “Thanks for indulging me,” and heads home.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12righr/mf_the_time_my_fwb_asked_me_to_make_her_my_sex
What great read!
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