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The second man I met just this Monday. He seemed the polar opposite of the first man. They shared an age but where the first was nervous the second was assertive and calm. I was ordered to get undressed, lay down, and spread my legs. The hunger in his eyes for some reason made the rampant shyness that plagues me outside the bedroom manifest. I slid my shorts off and lowered the straps of my tank top but left it covering my breasts and tummy. On my back with legs barely spread it was my turn to be the nervous one.
Him announcing he was going to eat me out played with my nerves all the more. He kept telling me to put my legs farther apart until they were to his liking and dove in. There was no 5 o’clock shadow or fingers this time to drive me crazy. No fireworks but a slowly building pleasure that eventually had him holding me down to keep me from bucking against his face. His next announcement was that I was extremely wet and ready.
The fisting went much the same as last time only this hand didn’t get past the knuckle. Once it was established that was as far as I would be stretching he ordered me onto my hands and knees. He smacked my bottom then began fingering me and moments later inserted fingers into the bottom he had spanked. I hissed and arched into his hand. Afterwards all of his fingers were gone and I felt something wet against my back hole. It was a bit surprising and I’m afraid to say I moved away from his tongue.
After the would be rimming he stood and it was my turn to use my mouth. He was so hard that his mini me was twitching in my hand and mouth. I loved it! So I took him in my mouth happily even though I gagged quite a bit. And then he asked if he could take me.
He slid into my kitty, still swollen from stretching, but I wanted something else. When he was out after a few good strokes I angled him to my other hole. A few strokes there and I was begging to be given it harder. He pounded into me until me toes curled. I was on my back after that with legs in the air and he told me that I needed to take him deep.
“Yes, Daddy.” I answered. And he gave me more anal with his hand closed at my throat.
When it was time for him to cum he wanted it in my breasts and there was so much.
Sorry if this seemed erratic but he definitely fried my brain a bit with pleasure. It seemed he was taking so many things out of his bag of tricks.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9lo28h/my_second_fisting