Adventures with Jasmin the Masochist Part 1
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First Encounter
By the time I met her, when she was 23, Jasmin was pretty experienced with S&M. She had had multiple lovers. Many of the guys she met in her civilian life, including boyfriends, were too tame for her. They were not prepared to treat her like dirt, slap her around, choke her, beat her all over with paddles and whips. She was really a wild girl, into d**gs (mostly hash and coke), sex parties, and kink.
Despite the vast differences in our lives and lifestyles, Jasmin and I hit it off. I felt comfortable with her and she clearly could talk to me quite openly. I liked the fact that she was smart as well as hot, and easy to talk to.
Jasmin was certainly all that I was searching for, and more. I was really pleased to learn at the end of the meeting that I had passed Jasmin’s initial screening. Only later did I learn that she wasn’t setting the bar too high. She wasn’t looking for a relationship or even a regular sugar baby monthly stipend. She didn’t want a commitment or to be obligated. She was simply looking for a few regular customers who would pay her for rough sex. The initial meeting over coffee allowed her to check that her potential “date” was not an axe murderer. I passed that test.
I followed up our coffee meeting the next day. Before we could begin to coordinate schedules, we had to settle on a fair price for her services. My proposal of $250 for a 2-hour meeting was dead in the water. Jasmin claimed that she usually got $350/hour. Out of my league, I replied sadly, watching my fantasy girl slip through my fingers…
But it turns out that Jasmin was just haggling. Later she told me that she liked the way that I treated her with respect, that I was easy to talk to. And she sensed a streak of cruelty lurking behind my well-mannered persona. We settled on a cut-rate price (for her) of $300/session, and arranged to meet in a clean but run-down hotel near Chinatown that had a special day rate of $80.
Boy, was I ever nervous for the first time with Jasmin. It was a hot summer day. I arrived at the hotel way too early, wanting to ensure that the room was OK, that the air conditioning had managed to lower the room temperature.
Jasmin was a few minutes late. Again she was dressed in a low-cut leather top and short shorts, her brown hair hanging loose to her shoulders.
I met her outside the hotel to avoid scrutiny and security. Jasmin greeted me casually. But as soon as we entered the hotel room and closed the door behind us Jasmin thrust herself against me, her crotch grinding on mine, her tongue down my throat. Wow, this girl was hot!
We made small talk for a few minutes while she drank the small bottle of wine I had brought to help put her in the mood. Then she put down her glass. I reached over to kiss her again, and enjoyed the feel of her tongue stud as we played tongue hockey. My hands roamed over her body. I squeezed her beautiful butt and she pressed herself against me.
We paused to get rid of our clothes. Jasmin wasn’t wearing much – and what she was wearing quickly came off. I followed her lead.
She went down on her knees and immediately made for my cock. I knocked her away. “Not so fast!” I snarled. “I want to take my time with you. And I want to play with you first.” She smiled, leaned back on her knees. I reached for her face and slapped it – not gently, but without too much force. It was her turn to sneer. “Is that all you’ve got? Harder!” I took her offer seriously. Whack! This slap caused her head to turn. So I slapped the other side – then back again. She let out a breath but did not move.
At my urging Jasmin had brought a few of her toys. I was particularly interested in the long leather paddle. “Lie on your stomach on the bed– let’s try out some of these toys!” She eagerly assumed the position. I picked up the paddle and hit her beautiful ass hard. No sound and little reaction from her, so I did it harder. Again and again. Mostly on her bubble butt, alternating between the cheeks. Her butt began to look darker. For variety I’d direct an occasional hit to her thighs or lower back but her ass was more fun.
I was really wailing away on her, and began to work up a sweat despite the air conditioning. This initial paddling must have gone on for for 5 minutes. Jasmin lifted her knees to avoid more punishment, and I was ready for something different.
I was rock hard. “Now, bitch, you can serve me. Lick me all over.”
Jasmin had an incredibly talented tongue that she used to good effect. She gave me sloppy wet kisses all over my chest and legs, coming up for air every now and again to give me a long, passionate kiss on my mouth. She then moved down to my balls, bathing them with saliva. Teasingly she gave several kisses right next to my cock. Then it was home – engulfed in her sweet mouth. She started off just sucking on the head, then took all of me in. Jasmin knew what she was doing. Her nose was brushing my crotch. She began fucking her face on my cock. She’d go all the way, then pull back until just the tip was inside her warm mouth. She’d swirl her tongue over the head, and occasionally pull back altogether to lick my cock like a lollipop.
I was getting too close to ejaculating, so I stopped her. Jasmin then had me turn over. She proceeded to work her way down my back, kissing and licking as she went. I was quite surprised when she went for my asshole. We hadn’t discussed it, but this was a girl with few limits, after all. It was a good thing I had cleaned all over especially well but I don’t think it would have made a difference to her if I wasn’t so clean. That was part of the debasement that Jasmin enjoyed.
Jasmin shoved her tongue way up my ass, licked back and forth along the crack. It felt great. I lay on the bed, making small noises of contentment. Jasmin reached for my cock but I slapped her hand away wordlessly.
A few enjoyable minutes later I turned around. “You’re really a cheap slut, aren’t you, Jasmin?” She nodded. “You’re an ass-licker and cocksucker.” Jasmin ws responding to the verbal abuse, she was getting excited. “Cheap sluts like you should be punished.” Her eyes were a little glassy looking.
This time I turned to her perky, well-proportioned breasts. One nipple was pierced with a small bar. She warned me that they were sensitive. “What do I care?” I started to slap her breasts back and forth. Jasmin leaned away, trying to protect herself. “Don’t back away when I’m hitting you, bitch!” She said, “I’m sorry, sir” and repositioned herself for more punishment.
I went back at it, taking healthy swings. Her B-cups were firm and didn’t jiggle that much with each slap. Ah, the joys of youth.
After a few minutes of this my hands were starting to sting – her breasts must have been really hurting. But she didn’t complain. She did moan a lot, though. And her nipples were now very hard.
“Put your head over the side of the bed,” I ordered, “I want to fuck your face.” Jasmin scooted around. I positioned myself carefully and slowly fed her my cock. That position makes face-fucking easy. Jasmin took all of me in, and swirled her tongue (Oh! That piercing!) around the head every time I withdrew. “Let’s make this more interesting!” I said, and reached out to slap her perfectly-shaved pussy. It was really wet. She was getting off on this! I proceeded to slap her pussy several times. Gently at first, as I didn’t want to risk her biting my cock while I was hurting her. No worries on that front, this girl could take it! So I hit her again, and again. Once more my hand began to ache before she did anything other than emit some moans, muffled by my cock filling her mouth.
If I continued like this I was going to cum too soon. Time to slow things down a bit. “OK, slut, back on the bed – lie on your stomach.” Again, she obeyed without hesitation.
I admired her tanned, beautifully proportioned back and butt. The redness of the paddle had already begun to fade – I guess I hadn’t hit her as hard as I thought.
I began to lick and kiss my way down from her neck along her back. Jasmin was pretty quiet while I was doing this – the gentle approach didn’t light her fire, I guess. I briefly tasted her asshole, too – perfectly clean.
Kissing and licking was fun but not what I was really looking for today. And, judging by her tepid reaction, neither was Jasmin.
To make things more interesting, I shoved first one, then two fingers up her pussy. Boy, she was tight – I couldn’t fit a third in. I probably could have forced it but wasn’t up for that on our first session. I did start to pump her really hard.
I also began biting her back and ass at the same time. Gently at first, and then harder. I was doing it in big chunks, making certain to not break the skin but coming close a few times.
Jasmin’s reaction changed once things got rougher. She was clearly enjoying herself, judging by her fast breathing and moaning. My finger-fucking was now well-lubricated by her juices.
I flipped Jasmin over onto her back and proceeded to explore the front of her body. No more gentle kissing and licking. This time I started off biting – and biting hard. I particularly enjoyed chomping on her well-proportioned breasts. I did take it easy on the one with the nipple piercing, just squeezing the base. But I did get in several good nips on the other breast and nipple.
Her perfectly flat stomach was fun to fool around with, too. Jasmin was really fit, not an ounce of fat on her.
It wasn’t long until I reached her beautiful pussy. It looked none the worse for wear from the slapping I had given I earlier. A tight peach, perfectly shaved. I explored it with my tongue, covering myself in her juices – she tasted great. Reinserted my two fingers, which went in much easier this time.
I was enjoying myself, watching her squirm on the bed, teasing her by licking around rather than on her pussy, giving little bites to her thighs and stomach. These few gentle moments came to an abrupt end when Jasmin spoke up.
Jasmin’s breathing had gotten faster and faster. “Harder, sir” she urged me, “I’m almost there.” Couldn’t turn down that invitation. I began to chew on her cunt lips. Found her clitoris and gave it a (relatively gentle) bite, too.
That’s all it took to bring her over the top. Jasmin’s moaning got really loud, she was gasping for breath. Then she let out a scream - fortunately not too loud, that cheap hotel’s walls were paper thin. “Fuck – I’m coming!” Her whole body shook – once, twice, a third time. Her legs twitched and her upper body swayed.
Jasmin’s orgasm must have lasted a full 30 seconds. My face was drenched with her pussy juice. I felt like a stud. Is there anything sexier than making a pretty young woman come?
I though Jasmin might need a break after her big O, but this girl did not believe in down time. As soon as she caught her breath she immediately flipped around and swallowed my cock. Again her nose pressed up against my crotch as she took all of me in that warm, inviting home.
I scooted around to get more of that delicious pussy. Jasmin protested at first, she was still too sensitive right after her orgasm. “Tough” was my short reply. And sure enough, it didn’t take long til I got her going again. This time I accompanied my slurping with a finger up her butt. I had to work it in slowly, she was that tight. Considered lubing my finger up but figured it would hurt more going in dry. Jasmin was really going to town on my cock. She would go all the way down to my groin, hold there for 5 to 10 seconds, then come up gagging. Then she did it over and over.
I had to pull her off my cock or I would have cum down her throat – and I hadn’t even fucked her yet! First I wanted to see her get off again. It happened much faster this time – after she came once, the floodgates seemed to open. Again the hardened nipples, the loud moaning, the shudders gripping her entire body. She wasn’t quite as loud this time, and didn’t scream. But I was still rewarded for my efforts with a generous flow of pussy juice.
I gave Jasmin a minute or so to recover this time. Then it was finally time to fuck.
We started off in missionary position. She was so wet that my cock just slipped right in, despite her tightness. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock. Jasmin squeezed her muscles to make it feel even better. I leaned in for some delicious sloppy kisses. She returned them with fervor.
I was pounding away quite happily when Jasmin surprised me again. “Choke me!” I had to ask her to repeat that request. “C’mon, choke me” she urged. Who am I to turn a lady down? I put my hands around her throat while still pumping away. “Harder - make me feel it!” I complied, choking her somewhat harder. But I held back, afraid of leaving bruises or doing real damage.
Time to change things up. I flipped her over, watched that beautiful butt high in the air, and slid in to her pussy from behind. I also reached down to grab and squeeze her breasts. Her nipples were really hard. I ran my hands across her breasts, squeezing them as I went along. Her breathing again got loud. All the while Jasmin continued to milk my cock with her muscle control.
It didn’t take long, after all that stimulus, before I reached an explosive climax. It seemed to go on forever, spurt after spurt. I can’t remember the last time I came so much or so hard.
I lay there panting, exhausted. Jasmin got up, dampened a towel with warm water. Very gently - I moaned a bit when she grabbed my exhausted cock - she removed the condom and proceeded to clean me with the washcloth. Then she bent down and took my cock in her mouth. Was she really up for another round? I wasn’t, unfortunately. I’m strictly a one-shot guy at this stage of life. And I had places to go. We made some small talk and ended our session.
By the time I met her, when she was 23, Jasmin was pretty experienced with S&M. She had had multiple lovers. Many of the guys she met in her civilian life, including boyfriends, were too tame for her. They were not prepared to treat her like dirt, slap her around, choke her, beat her all over with paddles and whips. She was really a wild girl, into d**gs (mostly hash and coke), sex parties, and kink.
Despite the vast differences in our lives and lifestyles, Jasmin and I hit it off. I felt comfortable with her and she clearly could talk to me quite openly. I liked the fact that she was smart as well as hot, and easy to talk to.
Jasmin was certainly all that I was searching for, and more. I was really pleased to learn at the end of the meeting that I had passed Jasmin’s initial screening. Only later did I learn that she wasn’t setting the bar too high. She wasn’t looking for a relationship or even a regular sugar baby monthly stipend. She didn’t want a commitment or to be obligated. She was simply looking for a few regular customers who would pay her for rough sex. The initial meeting over coffee allowed her to check that her potential “date” was not an axe murderer. I passed that test.
I followed up our coffee meeting the next day. Before we could begin to coordinate schedules, we had to settle on a fair price for her services. My proposal of $250 for a 2-hour meeting was dead in the water. Jasmin claimed that she usually got $350/hour. Out of my league, I replied sadly, watching my fantasy girl slip through my fingers…
But it turns out that Jasmin was just haggling. Later she told me that she liked the way that I treated her with respect, that I was easy to talk to. And she sensed a streak of cruelty lurking behind my well-mannered persona. We settled on a cut-rate price (for her) of $300/session, and arranged to meet in a clean but run-down hotel near Chinatown that had a special day rate of $80.
Boy, was I ever nervous for the first time with Jasmin. It was a hot summer day. I arrived at the hotel way too early, wanting to ensure that the room was OK, that the air conditioning had managed to lower the room temperature.
Jasmin was a few minutes late. Again she was dressed in a low-cut leather top and short shorts, her brown hair hanging loose to her shoulders.
I met her outside the hotel to avoid scrutiny and security. Jasmin greeted me casually. But as soon as we entered the hotel room and closed the door behind us Jasmin thrust herself against me, her crotch grinding on mine, her tongue down my throat. Wow, this girl was hot!
We made small talk for a few minutes while she drank the small bottle of wine I had brought to help put her in the mood. Then she put down her glass. I reached over to kiss her again, and enjoyed the feel of her tongue stud as we played tongue hockey. My hands roamed over her body. I squeezed her beautiful butt and she pressed herself against me.
We paused to get rid of our clothes. Jasmin wasn’t wearing much – and what she was wearing quickly came off. I followed her lead.
She went down on her knees and immediately made for my cock. I knocked her away. “Not so fast!” I snarled. “I want to take my time with you. And I want to play with you first.” She smiled, leaned back on her knees. I reached for her face and slapped it – not gently, but without too much force. It was her turn to sneer. “Is that all you’ve got? Harder!” I took her offer seriously. Whack! This slap caused her head to turn. So I slapped the other side – then back again. She let out a breath but did not move.
At my urging Jasmin had brought a few of her toys. I was particularly interested in the long leather paddle. “Lie on your stomach on the bed– let’s try out some of these toys!” She eagerly assumed the position. I picked up the paddle and hit her beautiful ass hard. No sound and little reaction from her, so I did it harder. Again and again. Mostly on her bubble butt, alternating between the cheeks. Her butt began to look darker. For variety I’d direct an occasional hit to her thighs or lower back but her ass was more fun.
I was really wailing away on her, and began to work up a sweat despite the air conditioning. This initial paddling must have gone on for for 5 minutes. Jasmin lifted her knees to avoid more punishment, and I was ready for something different.
I was rock hard. “Now, bitch, you can serve me. Lick me all over.”
Jasmin had an incredibly talented tongue that she used to good effect. She gave me sloppy wet kisses all over my chest and legs, coming up for air every now and again to give me a long, passionate kiss on my mouth. She then moved down to my balls, bathing them with saliva. Teasingly she gave several kisses right next to my cock. Then it was home – engulfed in her sweet mouth. She started off just sucking on the head, then took all of me in. Jasmin knew what she was doing. Her nose was brushing my crotch. She began fucking her face on my cock. She’d go all the way, then pull back until just the tip was inside her warm mouth. She’d swirl her tongue over the head, and occasionally pull back altogether to lick my cock like a lollipop.
I was getting too close to ejaculating, so I stopped her. Jasmin then had me turn over. She proceeded to work her way down my back, kissing and licking as she went. I was quite surprised when she went for my asshole. We hadn’t discussed it, but this was a girl with few limits, after all. It was a good thing I had cleaned all over especially well but I don’t think it would have made a difference to her if I wasn’t so clean. That was part of the debasement that Jasmin enjoyed.
Jasmin shoved her tongue way up my ass, licked back and forth along the crack. It felt great. I lay on the bed, making small noises of contentment. Jasmin reached for my cock but I slapped her hand away wordlessly.
A few enjoyable minutes later I turned around. “You’re really a cheap slut, aren’t you, Jasmin?” She nodded. “You’re an ass-licker and cocksucker.” Jasmin ws responding to the verbal abuse, she was getting excited. “Cheap sluts like you should be punished.” Her eyes were a little glassy looking.
This time I turned to her perky, well-proportioned breasts. One nipple was pierced with a small bar. She warned me that they were sensitive. “What do I care?” I started to slap her breasts back and forth. Jasmin leaned away, trying to protect herself. “Don’t back away when I’m hitting you, bitch!” She said, “I’m sorry, sir” and repositioned herself for more punishment.
I went back at it, taking healthy swings. Her B-cups were firm and didn’t jiggle that much with each slap. Ah, the joys of youth.
After a few minutes of this my hands were starting to sting – her breasts must have been really hurting. But she didn’t complain. She did moan a lot, though. And her nipples were now very hard.
“Put your head over the side of the bed,” I ordered, “I want to fuck your face.” Jasmin scooted around. I positioned myself carefully and slowly fed her my cock. That position makes face-fucking easy. Jasmin took all of me in, and swirled her tongue (Oh! That piercing!) around the head every time I withdrew. “Let’s make this more interesting!” I said, and reached out to slap her perfectly-shaved pussy. It was really wet. She was getting off on this! I proceeded to slap her pussy several times. Gently at first, as I didn’t want to risk her biting my cock while I was hurting her. No worries on that front, this girl could take it! So I hit her again, and again. Once more my hand began to ache before she did anything other than emit some moans, muffled by my cock filling her mouth.
If I continued like this I was going to cum too soon. Time to slow things down a bit. “OK, slut, back on the bed – lie on your stomach.” Again, she obeyed without hesitation.
I admired her tanned, beautifully proportioned back and butt. The redness of the paddle had already begun to fade – I guess I hadn’t hit her as hard as I thought.
I began to lick and kiss my way down from her neck along her back. Jasmin was pretty quiet while I was doing this – the gentle approach didn’t light her fire, I guess. I briefly tasted her asshole, too – perfectly clean.
Kissing and licking was fun but not what I was really looking for today. And, judging by her tepid reaction, neither was Jasmin.
To make things more interesting, I shoved first one, then two fingers up her pussy. Boy, she was tight – I couldn’t fit a third in. I probably could have forced it but wasn’t up for that on our first session. I did start to pump her really hard.
I also began biting her back and ass at the same time. Gently at first, and then harder. I was doing it in big chunks, making certain to not break the skin but coming close a few times.
Jasmin’s reaction changed once things got rougher. She was clearly enjoying herself, judging by her fast breathing and moaning. My finger-fucking was now well-lubricated by her juices.
I flipped Jasmin over onto her back and proceeded to explore the front of her body. No more gentle kissing and licking. This time I started off biting – and biting hard. I particularly enjoyed chomping on her well-proportioned breasts. I did take it easy on the one with the nipple piercing, just squeezing the base. But I did get in several good nips on the other breast and nipple.
Her perfectly flat stomach was fun to fool around with, too. Jasmin was really fit, not an ounce of fat on her.
It wasn’t long until I reached her beautiful pussy. It looked none the worse for wear from the slapping I had given I earlier. A tight peach, perfectly shaved. I explored it with my tongue, covering myself in her juices – she tasted great. Reinserted my two fingers, which went in much easier this time.
I was enjoying myself, watching her squirm on the bed, teasing her by licking around rather than on her pussy, giving little bites to her thighs and stomach. These few gentle moments came to an abrupt end when Jasmin spoke up.
Jasmin’s breathing had gotten faster and faster. “Harder, sir” she urged me, “I’m almost there.” Couldn’t turn down that invitation. I began to chew on her cunt lips. Found her clitoris and gave it a (relatively gentle) bite, too.
That’s all it took to bring her over the top. Jasmin’s moaning got really loud, she was gasping for breath. Then she let out a scream - fortunately not too loud, that cheap hotel’s walls were paper thin. “Fuck – I’m coming!” Her whole body shook – once, twice, a third time. Her legs twitched and her upper body swayed.
Jasmin’s orgasm must have lasted a full 30 seconds. My face was drenched with her pussy juice. I felt like a stud. Is there anything sexier than making a pretty young woman come?
I though Jasmin might need a break after her big O, but this girl did not believe in down time. As soon as she caught her breath she immediately flipped around and swallowed my cock. Again her nose pressed up against my crotch as she took all of me in that warm, inviting home.
I scooted around to get more of that delicious pussy. Jasmin protested at first, she was still too sensitive right after her orgasm. “Tough” was my short reply. And sure enough, it didn’t take long til I got her going again. This time I accompanied my slurping with a finger up her butt. I had to work it in slowly, she was that tight. Considered lubing my finger up but figured it would hurt more going in dry. Jasmin was really going to town on my cock. She would go all the way down to my groin, hold there for 5 to 10 seconds, then come up gagging. Then she did it over and over.
I had to pull her off my cock or I would have cum down her throat – and I hadn’t even fucked her yet! First I wanted to see her get off again. It happened much faster this time – after she came once, the floodgates seemed to open. Again the hardened nipples, the loud moaning, the shudders gripping her entire body. She wasn’t quite as loud this time, and didn’t scream. But I was still rewarded for my efforts with a generous flow of pussy juice.
I gave Jasmin a minute or so to recover this time. Then it was finally time to fuck.
We started off in missionary position. She was so wet that my cock just slipped right in, despite her tightness. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock. Jasmin squeezed her muscles to make it feel even better. I leaned in for some delicious sloppy kisses. She returned them with fervor.
I was pounding away quite happily when Jasmin surprised me again. “Choke me!” I had to ask her to repeat that request. “C’mon, choke me” she urged. Who am I to turn a lady down? I put my hands around her throat while still pumping away. “Harder - make me feel it!” I complied, choking her somewhat harder. But I held back, afraid of leaving bruises or doing real damage.
Time to change things up. I flipped her over, watched that beautiful butt high in the air, and slid in to her pussy from behind. I also reached down to grab and squeeze her breasts. Her nipples were really hard. I ran my hands across her breasts, squeezing them as I went along. Her breathing again got loud. All the while Jasmin continued to milk my cock with her muscle control.
It didn’t take long, after all that stimulus, before I reached an explosive climax. It seemed to go on forever, spurt after spurt. I can’t remember the last time I came so much or so hard.
I lay there panting, exhausted. Jasmin got up, dampened a towel with warm water. Very gently - I moaned a bit when she grabbed my exhausted cock - she removed the condom and proceeded to clean me with the washcloth. Then she bent down and took my cock in her mouth. Was she really up for another round? I wasn’t, unfortunately. I’m strictly a one-shot guy at this stage of life. And I had places to go. We made some small talk and ended our session.
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