Role Reversal (F)(M)(Age Gap) Part II

Your muscular leg is still in between mine. Pinning me solidly against the hotel wall. You’ve made it clear despite our considerable age difference that you are in control. I’m uncertain what to think. I’m use to being in control. I have the experience. Experience that I know you damn well don’t have at twenty seven. Father Time is on my side.

But you don’t stop staring at me. You continue to look me right in the eyes. It’s a bit unnerving how confident you think you are. You’re a cocky fuck! That’s for certain. And unfortunately, my body is responding to you despite my efforts. If it weren’t for my panties your thigh would be soaked right now with my cunt juice. Leaving a snail trail on your pants. Giving me away. I can smell myself and I wonder if you can too? All I can think about right now is how hard I want to grind my clit into your thigh and cum. But I continue to stare right back at you and maintain my composure.

I respond to what you whispered in my ear earlier … You said, “That was never going to happen Sonya.” Meaning, that you would not only be driving your cock deep inside all my holes but you would be doing it how and when you wanted. With or without my consent. Softly with innocent big blue eyes looking up at you I say, “As you wish … ” You blink and I feel your leg slightly move. You slowly inhale. You liked my response. Other women may not have noticed the subtle changes … I pay close attention.

Pleased with yourself you slowly remove your leg from in between mine. You’re not letting me get away. Your hand replaces your leg around my neck and I’m still pinned to the wall. We’ve just met for the first time in real life and I know that if you wanted to hurt me there would be little I could do.

After getting out of the Marines you never stopped working out. You’re 6ft 3in. and ripped from head to toe. When we first met online you told me you liked bigger girls because you snap anorexic bitches in two. And I told you, “No worries, you won’t break me. In fact, I would love it if you tried!” … At that moment you were all in … So, here we are … You never know until you meet someone in person if the attraction you felt online was real or not. Will you have chemistry? We most definitely do! Because I don’t even know what in the Hell the hotel room looks like … And who cares!

All I can focus on is the electricity between us and your scent. You smell warm, woodsy and clean like all men should smell. You’re not wearing that cheap overbearing Axe. You know from our conversations that I am strongly attracted to scents. Your shirt is already off. You took it off earlier when you first pinned me against the wall. With your other free hand you slowly begin to unbutton your pants. Never losing your grip from my neck. I ask you, “Would you like me to do it?” You press your index finger against my lips and tell me, “If I want something done … I’ll tell you.”

Slowly you unzip your pants. Now, I understand. You’re savoring the moment and maliciously teasing me. Both ends of me are salivating in anticipation. I’ve seen your thick cock but nothing compares to the real thing. You start pulling your pants down while grabbing and squeezing your thickness through the material of your jeans. I love to watch a man’s cock grow in his pants. And in the back of my mind I’m thinking, “For the love of God pull it the FUCK out!”

I won’t let you see my girlish excitement. I notice your cock is leaking. It’s crying tears of joy. I see the drops on your pants. You are enjoying yourself tormenting me. But you are also tormenting yourself. And I am patient. Finally your thick cock and cum filled balls plop out. I don’t know what’s hotter your cock or your balls? Your balls are definitely full! I do not show any reaction. I do not blink. I do not inhale. I try and maintain a consistent heart rate because your hand is on my neck and you can feel it. I won’t give you the satisfaction at least not yet. You’re going to have to work for it. You just don’t know it. You tell me, “Touch it. Get down on your knees and suck me off!”

Now, you make your second mistake … You release me from the wall. The bed is right behind you. Before you know what has even hit you I push you down. You’ve heard the old expression, “The bigger they are the harder they fall?” The element of surprise and gravity are on my side. I can see by your reaction you’re caught off guard. Before you can say anything or stand back up I quickly grab your cock HARD with my right hand. My grip tells you that you are not going anywhere. I may have small hands but they’re strong! And as you’re laying back on the bed I ask you, “Are you ready?”

You’re still somewhat confused by the fact I was able to push you down on the bed. I’m not an anorexic bitch. I have 42D’s. I can serve beer like a German bar wench and plow fields. And I intend to plow you. I can see my question has you a bit nervous by the look on your face … Not to mention my grip has tightened around your cock.

It’s blood red, hot and throbbing in my hand … Just the way a good cock should be … And my innocent blue eyes have changed … You nervously ask, “What are you going to do?” Aw, the tables have turned now. Haven’t they? My smile turns into a devilish grin and my left hand starts to gently play with your balls. I reply, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” I purposely say it in a playful little girls voice. Which doesn’t reassure you. Especially when my naughty grin becomes even bigger. And you realize you’re completely naked with your cock in my hand and I’m still fully dressed.

Watching you the entire time I slowly lower my head.
Stick out my tongue and place it on the top of your head and play with your pre-cum. After all those tears of joy belong to me. Your cock is crying for me. And I am going to wipe away your tears. Every last drop. You moan slightly. Mmmm. Mistake number three. I pull you into my mouth and french kiss your head. While simultaneously massaging your balls. I can feel your cum wanting out of it’s prison of flesh. Your head throbs. I slap my face and mouth hard with your rod. Like a Catholic nun in school disciplining a young girl. I stop and move my way down your shaft with my tongue french kissing and licking you intermittently. You never know where my tongue will land next … Or what sensation you will feel …

I push your legs open even wider. Now, you’re not as menacing like you were when your hand was around my throat. Instead you look like a cum slut open for business. I pull up your balls and lick fully underneath them and begin to tickle and tease your brown eye with my tongue. Every inch of you smells good and tastes good. You are clean. Now your full body is moving under my influence.

You’re having a hard time holding my gaze. You have lost control. Your breathing has become jagged. Your abs are contracting. Your eyes are rolling up in your head. And your toes haven’t stopped moving. I come up for air and happily tell you, “Did I mention that I absolutely love sucking cock? I have a technique … Don’t feel bad but you’re not going to last five minutes. No one ever has!”

You look at me confused as if I have taken away your manhood. Your pride is saying, “What? yeah, right, fuck that!” … But your lips never get out the words … In an unexpected sudden move I ………….. !!!

You cum so fucking hard … So fast … Even shocking you … Fucking splattering my face … Filling my mouth … Soaking me … The bed … I think you even hit the wall … Your whole body goes limp …

Right now, you don’t even know where you are … You can’t even remember your own name …

But … You will certainly never forget mine …

I move around the bed and playfully kiss your cheek and say, “Let me know when you’re ready to go again!” … You sluggishly reply, “As you wish” and fall asleep.

We have all weekend …

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