X-post from r/BDSMerotica
Well hello Reddit! I’m baaaaaaack… and I have got a new man!
Darcy (not his real name) and I met during the summer. He lives in another city but finds reason to be in mine fairly often. He is tall and handsome with the most devilish smile and mischievous eyes I have ever seen on a man. He is incredibly smart and creative, a true sapiosexual’s dream. Darcy and I bonded over our love of bondage and submission play, but our connection has since grown far beyond anything either of could have imagined. We crave each other constantly, but living in different cities means we have to get creative in spending time together. Recently we met up in NYC for a whirlwind weekend, this is the story. http://imgur.com/a/hcerSxn
The build up to New York had been intense. I have had a rough go of things lately. Recent experiences had left me really questioning my bdsm interests and limits, whether the lifestyle was even really right for me. Thankfully, Darcy has been a rock of support throughout the whole process. He has helped me work through things and come out the other side feeling more empowered and confident about myself and my kink life than ever before. It hasn’t been pretty or easy on either of us, New York became a bright light at the end of the tunnel for both of us. We were both so full of anticipation and need.
As I made my way up the elevator, suitcase in hand, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I walked out of the car and down the hall towards our room, following the sound of Darcy’s voice. When I turned the corner, there he was, standing in the doorway directing room service inside. His whole face lit up when he saw me, mirroring mine I am sure. The second the door was closed behind us, Darcy was on top of me. Kissing me deeply, running his hands through my hair and under my coat. Five seconds in and he already had me melting for him, I knew I was in trouble. I felt as if I would never catch my breath when Darcy broke our embrace and insisted I get comfortable. He had already drawn a bath and ordered dinner for me, he wanted to ensure my every creature comfort was taken care of, he takes the most amazing care of me.
After getting out of the bath I took my time getting dressed and ready. I knew every minute longer was building the suspense for Darcy who was patiently waiting in the other room. He hadn’t let himself cum all week in anticipation of our trip and I was so looking forward to relishing every moment of his release. I had this in mind as I walked into the bedroom in my light pink ballerina-esque lingerie. I was expecting to see Darcy sitting on the bed or standing by the window, but instead I saw his camera sitting on the desk, focused on the massive bed. Then my eyes began scanning the bed in delight. All of our toys and restraints were spread out, a little tease of what was to come.
I walked to the foot of the bed and sat down, my gaze fixed on the camera. Suddenly I could hear Darcy’s voice coming from the other room. He instructed me to lay back and touch myself for him. I turned my gaze back to the camera and smiled coyly as I pulled my lace thong down my long legs and threw it playfully towards the camera. I truly come alive in front of the camera and Darcy knows this. I could hear his satisfied moans and sighs as I leaned back against the pillows and began lightly circling my clit. Knowing he was watching and listening made me cry out and grind against my fingers with more vigor. Suddenly he was beside me, pushing a black vibrating dildo into my hand. “Use this. I want to see you make yourself cum babygirl” he whispered. I still had a massive smile on my face when I turned back to the camera and began running the dildo down my slit. It felt so much more intense than my fingers and very quickly I could feel my orgasm building. I was moaning and shaking when Darcy came back into the bedroom, “ohhhhh yesssss. Wait a minute baby…” I stopped touching myself instantly, the orgasm I had been building suddenly dissipating. I didn’t have time to be disappointed or frustrated because suddenly Darcy was on top of me.
His kiss and touch were both so desperate. This trip was all about him pushing me in order to please him. I had shared one of my biggest “fuck-et list” fantasies: fisting. A first for both of us. I suddenly knew that was what Darcy had in mind when he greedily ran his hands down my body and in between my legs. I circled my hips against his hands, pushing my clit harder against his fingers. I was loving the rhythm we were setting when suddenly I felt a finger slide deep inside me. I taught Darcy a trick to hitting most women’s g-spots a while back, and I have to say the student most definitely surpassed the teacher. I was soaking wet when he slid another finger inside me and began picking up the pace. He wanted to make me squirt and he was so close to getting his wish. I screamed out as he slid a third finger inside me and my legs began to shake. I squirted all over his fingers, moaning and begging for more. That was all the invitation he needed.
I was still in a daze when Darcy suddenly flipped me over onto my stomach. From this angle I could see the porn he had playing on his laptop, and I knew it was about to be stimulation overload. I tilted my hips up towards him, desperately begging for more. He leaned back stroking his cock and admiring the view before sliding his opposite hand across my ass and down my glistening pussy. He slid three fingers back in me, stretching and teasing me even more. “Do you want more babygirl?” “Yes Daddy! Give it to me please!” That’s when he slid a fourth finger deep inside me, stretching me more than I ever had been before. I moaned into the pillow as he twisted and plunged his hand deeper into me. “Four fucking fingers babygirl! Have you ever been this full?” “Noooooo Daddy,” I manage to moan out from the pillow I was desperately biting. “Can you handle more? You want my whole fucking fist?” “Yeeeeeeeeeeees Daddy! Give it to me! Stretch me!” I screamed out. He was quick to oblige. He tucked his thumb in and began slowly, methodically working his whole hand deeper inside my tight, aching pussy.
I have never felt that full in my life. I had tears in my eyes as I bit into the pillow and ground my pussy back against his fist. I wanted all of him, I was determined to take all of him, but I knew fisting was a process. I could hardly hear Darcy over my internal motivational monologue, but his words of desire and encouragement were exactly what I needed to push myself further. “Oh my god babygirl, just wait until you see this. You are going to take my whole fucking fist. My whole hand inside babygirl’s tight pussy.” I was melting and burning at the same time. I could feel his knuckles stretching me even wider, and that’s when I had to stop. It was just too much. Darcy slowly pulled his hand back and slid three fingers inside me, feeling how hot and aching I was. Only a few hours in New York and he had already crossed two amazing items off my wish list. The highlight in my mind though, had yet to cum.
I am a self-confessed massive cum slut, creampies are my particular weakness. After a week of not letting himself cum and hours of teasing me, I knew Darcy was ready to burst. I wanted him so badly, despite my swollen and aching pussy. I rolled back over to face him and pulled him into a deep kiss. He could feel my desperation and I his. My hands were instantly on his cock, stroking and pulling him closer to me. I let my legs fall open, completely surrendering myself to him. I will never forget the moan he let out when slide his cock inside me. I gasped at the sensation, fighting the urge to tense and push against him, but loving the feeling of being so full again. I let out a sigh of satisfaction and let my whole body relax into him. My mind was swimming as he began pounding me. I had zero concept of how loud I was being or where I was, I was only focused on the feeling of that moment. I was entering slut space.
I gave into Darcy with total abandon. I was his fuckdoll to use and adore. He threw me around the bed like I was weightless, building the intensity with every move and thrust until I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him to cum, I needed him to fill me. I looked over my shoulder at Darcy as I rode his cock, trying to silently communicate my desperation. That look was all it took, because suddenly he was pounding me from below with a determination I had yet to see. All I could do was hold on for dear life and beg for his release. “PLEASE DADDY! Cum for me!! I need you to fill me!!” The feeling of him cumming inside me, after a week of denial, was everything. I have never felt so satisfied, exhausted or elated as I did coming down from that sex-high.
I fell back into Darcy’s arms and listened to his heart racing. I truly did feel like the luckiest babygirl in the world. The beautiful thing was, that weekend and my chapter with Darcy was just beginning. Just imagine the amazing things to come.. or cum ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/enjlru/first_time_fisting_in_nyc_mf_ddlg_fisting