I wrote this for a smoking hot friend of mine. God damn, he’s the only thing in the world that makes me wish I had a cock sometimes.
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God you look so fucking good. So fucking good in that short fucking skirt. The way it’s pushed up over your ass, showing me your stockings and garters. Your long milky legs, the black of your stockings wrapping around and accentuating your thighs. The black ribbons and lace holding everything up. The curve of your bare ass.
You even sound good. Moaning just a little as you struggle against the rope securing you to the bench you’re bent over. Mind you, you’re not trying very hard. You just want to be reminded that you can’t move.
“Stop squirming or I *will* just let you go. Be a good boy for me.” I say as I rest my hand on the small of your back. You stop struggling.
“Thank you.. you’re being so good for me.”
I run my hands down your back, squeezing your ass and caressing down your thighs as I kneel behind you to carry on my work.
I finish tying the knots securing your thighs and your ankles. I had this bench made to your measurements exactly. It fits you so well, and you fit it so well – like you were made for this. I’m careful to make sure nothing is getting pinched as I finish tying you.
You can feel the rope on your skin – taught but not tight. It is smooth, soft cotton rope. You are unable to move much at all – your wrists, upper arms, waist, and now your thighs and ankles. It’s not attached to anything, but you can feel the simple leather collar with the charm dangling that says ‘bitch boy’. It’s just an inside joke and it makes me smile every time.
I get up from behind you and you can hear me get something off the table and I walk around into your field of view.
The look in your eyes tells me you’re exactly where you want to be. It makes me weak in the knees, that look.
“Who do you belong to, baby?”, I ask as I kneel in front of you.
“Only you, mistress.” Ahhhh, that glassy look in your eyes. Your cheeks flushed. Your red painted lips slightly parted. I can see your ass in the air, and I’m thinking about how messy your face will look in about a half hour from now. I try not to melt.
I lean forward and kiss your beautiful mouth.
“Remember, three grunts in a row and we’ll stop.” I smile sweetly at you and pop the ball gag into your mouth and fasten it behind your head, being careful not to get it tangled up in your beautiful hair.
I caress your cheek and you look into my eyes like I’m the only thing that exists for you. Fuck.
I give you a sharp slap across the face. Just hard enough to let you know I mean business.
“You’re being a good boy for me but I need you to wake up, love. Fucking pay attention!”
I brush your hair aside and kiss your reddening cheek, then get up and walk back out of your field of view.
The next thing you feel is a cool wetness against your asshole, my finger working the lube just inside you. Your hole is so tight, gripping at my finger as it slides in and out. I work my finger a little deeper and you let out a quiet little moan.
I stop for a minute and get your favorite dildo off the table and lube it up. You moan as you feel its familiar tip against your opening. There’s some resistance as I fuck it deeper into you. Sometimes I use this as a strap on, but tonight I’m just using my hand to work it into you. It takes you a moment to get used to it but I can tell the instant it switches over for your from uncomfortable to pleasurable. You let out some moans that make me want to just fuck you hard and fast and leave you a panting mess, but I’ve got other plans for you tonight.
I reach down between your legs and start gently stroking your cock. There’s plenty of lube on my hand and I want you to be as aroused as possible for what comes next.
I work you until I can feel your balls tightening up a little, then I ease off. I slide the dildo out of your ass. It’s time I let you in on my plans for you.
I come around and kneel in front of you again. You look confused and disappointed.
I take hold of your hand.
“I have a surprise for you, dear. I want to make sure you remember your safeword – three grunts. Squeeze my hand to let me know you remember.”
You squeeze my hand, but the look in your eyes tells me you’re unsure and maybe a little nervous about what I might have in mind.
I smile, and stroke your cheek.
“We’ve talked about this before. Tell me if it’s too much.”
I go over to the bedroom door and open it. I lean out and gesture to my friend. He’s been listening to you go wild for that tiny dildo in your ass this whole time. You don’t know him, but I’ve shown him pictures of you. I’ve talked to him about what you like, what you don’t like. He knows already how you like to be fucked, what you fantasize about. When I was telling him about you yesterday we got so worked up we fucked like horny teenagers afterwards. I can’t wait to share you with him.
He’s everything you’ve told me you wanted when you’ve been too turned on to hold back. A long, thick cock. Fit and muscular. Short brown hair with a scruffy beard. Sparkling blue eyes with a smirk on his lips. And he can’t stop looking at your cute little ass like it’s the freshest thing on the menu.
You’re exactly what I promised him, presented just the way he wanted. And his cock is already so hard.
“His ass is all yours, and he’s all warmed up.”
I kneel in front of you, and take your hand, looking at the excited and nervous look in your eyes. I give you a questioning look and squeeze your hand. You squeeze back. I nod to my friend and smile. It’s a go! I put my hands on your cheeks, tracing the lines of your gag.
He gets into position behind you, rubbing his dick down the crack of your ass, letting you feel it throb as he savors the idea of being the first cock in your perfect ass.
You feel his hands spread you open wide, making you feel more vulnerable than you’ve ever felt. But, I can see the hunger in your eyes. You want this so badly. I put my finger under your chin and make you look up at me.
“Look at me. It’s me fucking you. I’m fucking you with his dick.”
You do look into my eyes as you feel his cock start to enter you. Just the tip at first. He’s much bigger than the dildo I’ve been using on you. I know this is going to push your limits.
I kiss you on the forehead.
“You’re doing so well baby bear, all you have to do is just take it.”
He obviously wants to just pound your ass hard but he holds back and continues inching his way inside you, thrusting slowly and just a little deeper every time.
Your moans from behind your gag are getting more and more feral.
Now he’s finally all the way inside of you, just holding it there for a moment. I know you are feeling more full than you’ve ever felt before.
“Do you feel that baby? Your ass is sooo full of cock.”
Sweat is starting to collect on your temples, and drool is dripping out around your gag. You squirm, trying to move your ass to fuck yourself on his cock but you only get about half an inch.
He smiles at me from across your body, clearly enjoying everything about this. Then with his hands on your hips, he starts to move in and out again, gently at first but speeding up. He grabs the lube and drizzled a little more on his cock, smearing it around and inside. I can tell the sounds of your well lubed ass getting fucked by his huge cock are adding to your experience.
He speeds up faster and faster until you really start moaning like you mean it. I unfasten your gag – I want to hear what you have to say.
“Tell him what you want, baby.”
Your eyes are full of tears, sweat and drool run down your face.
“Fuck my tight little virgin ass with your huge cock oh god oh fuck yes yesssssssss” it’s almost incoherent, just a stream of need.
That does it, and he grips on tighter and loses any remaining control, pulling all the way out and pounding back into you.
Your moans almost turn into screams, eyes rolling back in your head as he grunts and set out on a mission to fuck you as hard as I told him you wanted to be fucked.
I know he isn’t going to last long at that pace, not with the sounds you’re making.
“Baby, I’m going to cum in your ass with his cock. Think about that. Your ass is mine, and that is my cock and I’m going to make you mine.”
I’m not sure you heard me. You are on another planet. All you want is to be a little whore for my friend’s cock.
“Do you love that baby bear? Is this what you wanted?”
“Oh fuck oh God yes fuck make me your little whore.”
He wraps his hands into your long hair and pulls a little, using it as leverage. I can tell he’s close, lost in the way your tight hole grips him and the sound of your moans.
Finally his pace quickens just a little more and he slams his hips against your ass cheeks and holds it there, thrusting hard just a couple more times as he paints your insides with his cum.
The look on your face is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. Your eyes start to focus again as you realize what just happened.
He lets go of your hair and caress your back and ass, looking appreciatively, and gives your ass a good hard swat then pulls out gently.
You can feel some of the mix of lube and cum slide down your thigh.
He wipes himself off with a nearby towel and heads for the bathroom to get himself cleaned up. He’s not going to stick around, at least not this time. The door closes behind him, and we’re alone again.
You look the most fucked out I’ve ever seen anybody look. I pull the quick release knots on all your bindings, wipe the sweat and drool from your face, and the cum and lube that dripped down your leg and help you crawl up onto the bed.
We lay there for a moment before I ask.
“Did you have fun?”
You just smile and snuggle into me. I stroke your hair and whisper to you, telling you my friend’s name, and tell you about how hot he thinks you are. How much he and I have both been anticipating this night.
I won’t ask you now, but once you’ve had a good sleep and a shower and a good breakfast, I’ll ask you if you’d like this to become a regular thing. Maybe we could even all go out for coffee sometime.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12hlkle/youd_been_telling_me_about_how_you_wanted_to_try