DP with Dildo (spanking, Choking, [MF] )

I can’t tell anyone so I’m gonna tell you guys!!

My FBW who I’ll call M came over tonight for dinner. If you haven’t read my previous posts, we’ve been friends for 7 years and I lived with his family for the past 6 months until just recently when I moved out on my own. We’ve been sleeping together for a little less than 2 years now.

ONTO THE STORY:

I had just closed the front door after a census lady stopped by to ask for questions. Whenever one of us asks for a back rub, I always give his first because that’s our hint that we want sex. He asked for a back rub and after it my my turn, I was pulled up into my feet.
M told me to strip and bed over the ottoman. I did as told, leaving my panties on because they’re cute and I wanted to show off. His hand rubbed my butt softly then spanked me around ten times per side. I was whining and biting the ottoman because it hurt but felt so good.
I gave M my dildo so he turned it on vibrate then began to push it in and out of me, rubbing my clit between strokes. Every few seconds, he’d spank me again and I’d moan.
As M stripped and pushed himself inside of me, his hands gripped my hair and began to use that to pull me onto him.
After I squirted the first time, M grabbed my dildo and pushed it into my ass in motion with him. I’m guessing he liked the vibrating against his cock because as he got closer to finishing, he pushed it into me violently.
It hurt but fuck did it feel good. He finished inside of me then leaned over and kissed my neck, asking me how I was doing.

Beg For Me

Ethan looked deep into my eyes. I felt so vulnerable and weak. His hand curled softly around my waist as he closed the gap between us. My heart raced. Not sure if I was nervous or scared, I tried to step back. His hand held me firmly in place though.

‘Audrei, there’s no need to run away. I won’t hurt you if you don’t want me to.’ Ethan’s voice was low and hushed, even though we were alone in the apartment. What did he mean if I didn’t want him to? I wish I had the courage to look in his eyes, but my gaze was glued to the floor. ‘Can I touch your face?’ He whispered. All I could do was nod.

His large hand grazed the line of my jaw and I finally met his gaze. As I did, I came to the realization that I wasn’t scared of him. He was so gentle and calm. In reality, I had been eager to feel his touch, and even this close, I wish he’d come closer. ‘How do you feel, Gorgeous?’ He called me gorgeous. My cheeks flushed.