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“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I said to myself as I stood outside the hotel room.
My lengthy, red nightgown hid my intentions for the wild night ahead of me. My long dark hair covered the classy looped earrings I was wearing. My mind was all over the place as I stood there reconsidering my options. I had come too far and was in too deep to stop now. Whilst I pondered, I heard my lover, my secret on the other side of the door waiting for my knock.
For the best part of ten years, I had been in a loveless marriage. My husband and I, we were polar opposites and every day, I felt myself becoming less and less attracted to him both mentally and physically. The last time we had meaningful and memorable sex was half a decade ago and now at thirty-seven I was in my sexual peak. I couldn’t even remember the last romantic thing Bryan had even done for me, he never took me out and I felt suffocated by his approach to marriage. Remembering all of these things, I knocked on the door sharply.
As quick as possible, the posh wooden door opened in front of me and a familiar smile greeted me. Teeth white as pearls, eyes filled with an emerald green and hair as long as mine. She looked as amazing as ever.
“Good evening Mrs. Bradbury.” She laughed wickedly as I stepped inside and she shut the door behind me.
“Good evening to you too,” I replied as I sat on the soft mattress of the hotel bed.
“Does Bryan know you’re here?” She asked harshly.
“I said I was staying with a friend,” I sniggered as she joined me on the bed.
“So he has no idea?” She questioned once more.
I answered with a seductive smile on my face, “Nope, no idea at all.”
Carrie was in the same boat as me sexually although her sexual prowess wasn’t as secretive as mine. Her husband had suffered an accident at work a few years ago which left him with erectile dysfunction. Carrie often explained how they shared a healthy sexual relationship but after his accident, he just wasn’t in the mood to carry it on, even with medical help. Now at the age of forty, she was restarting her libido with me.
Her hair was almost a clone to mine as it ran down over her shoulders and onto her breasts that were pushed up with her tight black corset. Her underwear matched the rose pattern of her corset and the suspenders rode her shapely thighs to her stockings with utter perfection. For forty years old, she looked absolutely divine and her make-up topped her look off with a satisfactory bang.
“First things first,” she said as she stood up. “We need to get you out of that dress and get you a glass of wine.”
I stood up behind her and slowly started taking off my gown. The pop of the cork made me jump slightly as I wormed myself out of my dress. For some reason, the sound of the liquid sloshing in the glass was tantalizing. The next thing I knew, something cold was tracing down my spine to my garter belt as the dress moved past my hips. I looked over my shoulder, watching as Carrie ran ice cubes up and down my back.
My nipples were already beginning to harden as I let my dress drop onto the floor around my feet. Carrie playfully spanked my ass and grasped a handful of it before letting go. I adjusted my panties as I stepped out of the lump at my feet and turned towards her. We each grabbed a glass of white wine and held them high.
“Cheers Nicole,” she said as our glasses tinged together.
We both took sips of our drinks, our lipstick marking the glasses as we did. We then placed them back down on the cabinet alongside the bucket and bottle and sat back on the bed.
“So...” I started as Carrie placed her finger across my lips.
“Don’t speak,” she said as she cupped my face with both hands.
She moved her head closer and in an instant planted her lips against mine. My heart sank as she kissed me with more passion than Bryan had ever done. I closed my eyes as her tongue found its way into my mouth. My hands sat on her hips whilst hers continued to cup my cheeks. Her tongue swirled with mine whilst we sat there passionately making out for the first time. It definitely beat my first kiss with my husband. For a few moments our lips were smacking and making sultry, sloppy sounds before we broke apart from one another. Our hands remained on each other.
We both licked our lips at one another as Carrie’s hands made their way down my body. She slyly brushed my 34DD bust on the way down to my hips.
“Should we get started?” She asked seductively.
“I think we should,” I responded with the same tone in my voice.
Her hands ran back up my slender torso and firmly pressed on my boobs. She began to roll and squeeze them in her palms to my pleasure. My nipples were as hard as steel whilst she pinched them between her fingers and her hands massaged the rest. Soft moans of acceptance left my lips as she continued to have her way with my chest. My breast tissue jiggled with the movement and before long, she paused.
“My, my.” She started, “Your nipples look like they need to be sucked on.”
She moved her head down and rested it on my chest, like a pillow. Her tongue stretched out and rubbed against my sensitive ducts and areola. She then took one of my erect nipples into her mouth and began suckling on it. Shivers ran down my spine as I felt her tongue circle and moisten my tit. She was sucking to her heart’s content and my moans allowed her to know that she was doing a great job.
She then attached herself to my other breast, showing it equally great attention. More moans left my lips as I cradled her head into my bust. It certainly felt like I wasn’t her first woman and that experience was showing whilst her gentle sucks resumed. I could feel her saliva dribble down each of my boobs and before long, she was finished. A drop of spit was lurking on her chin as the rest coated my nipples and areolas.
“Seems like you enjoyed that,” she said confidently. “Do the same to me.”
“Carrie?” I asked, confused by the tone of her voice.
“I said do it.” Carrie responded bluntly, “I’m your mistress.”
I was never really into the whole dominance thing but seeing Carrie like this made me surprisingly aroused. I did as I was told and began pulling her corset down slightly, uncovering her equally large 34DD breasts. Her nipples were paler than mine and her areola larger but just like mine, they were erect and suckable.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” She asked.
I moved my head down and quickly started to lash my tongue at one of her erect tits. My hand carefully caressed the other as Carrie placed her hand on my ass. She moaned with delight as my tongue whisked around her bulging nipple. I felt it throb with each lick of my tongue and in turn, it sent me wild. My tongue started lashing at her ducts ferociously before moving onto her other breast and carrying on the process.
“Stop,” she commanded with a quiver in her voice.
I did as I was told right away. My spit was dripping from her erect nipples as she pulled me back onto the bed.
“Kneel,” she commanded again and again I followed her lead.
I knelt in the centre of the bed, waiting for my mistress to give me more instructions. She climbed on the bed and set herself behind me. I could feel her warm breath on the back of my neck as she came closer.
“Let’s see what you have to offer,” she whispered in my ear as she nibbled my earlobe.
Dominantly, she grasped the back of my neck and held it forward. With her other hand, she pulled my panties back allowing her to see my ass. For a few moments, she admired my ass before she snapped my panties back against my skin abruptly. The crack of the panties stung but strangely enough, it was a pleasurable stinging sensation. She undid my suspenders as she pulled my panties down my thighs. My labia were swollen and moist as they were uncovered. I felt exposed but it all felt right as Carrie turned me around to face her.
Her thumb stroked against my thin strip of short pubic hair before cleaning my juices from my lips. She sank her teeth into her lower lip as she brought her thumb to my mouth.
“Taste yourself my little slut,” she ordered.
I took her thumb into my mouth and began sucking my heavenly pussy juices off of her skin. My pussy tasted so sweet and succulent that I would go down on myself every night if I could. I sucked her finger viscously, trying to get each and every drop off of her.
“Stop.”
I quickly acknowledged her command and released her thumb from my lips.
“Such a good little slut,” she admired as her hand stroked my cheek. “Aren’t you?”
“Yes I am,” I replied.
“Yes I am what?” She questioned.
“Yes I am, Carrie.” I replied again.
“Yes I am what?” She asked again with a sharp tone.
“Yes I am mistress,” I responded.
“Good girl.”
She began to undo her suspenders and pull her panties down. Her pussy was so amazing and smooth as it came into view. It was like a breath of fresh air to finally have a woman to have sexual exploration together. She rolled her panties down over her stockings, just like she had done to mine but her stockings followed leaving her in just her beautifully tight corset.
She pushed me onto my back and placed her head between my legs. With her hands she pulled my pussy apart, watching as my wet, pink interior spread open. My hole was gagging for pleasure as she teasingly blew air against it. Without warning, her tongue slipped down into my hole and began darting in and out. I moaned loudly as I felt her tongue sliding within my vagina for the first time. Her fingers started to rub and squeeze my clit as she started licking my cunt.
I pressed my hands on her head, pushing her down firmly in order to get her tongue as deep as possible. My hips grinded and my body squirmed with the immense pleasure that she was inflicting on my pussy. She pushed my legs up with her shoulders and continued devouring my hole with on hand rubbing my clit and the other grasping my ass cheek firmly. My heart started to sink and my eyes rolled back as years of built up sexual tension released itself.
“I’m cumming,” I screamed out as Carrie continued tongue fucking my pussy.
My nectar flooded my cunt and Carrie was trying her hardest to lap all of the sweet juices up. I felt her tongue scurry to each side of my hole, gathering her meal neatly as she pushed my knees up higher with her shoulders. My orgasm ripped through my body and left me panting for more as she cleaned the last few drops of my cum. With one last swirl of her tongue, she moved her head away from my pussy, my cum trailing down her chin.
She climbed on top of me and stared deeply into my eyes. Our pussies stroked together slightly as she brought her mouth down onto mine. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, offering my cum as it did. Tasting the sweet delight on my receptors, I started to suck my present from her tongue. I wasn’t going to spare any of my juice as our pussies met again. Just as I was starting to get into it all, she pulled away from me and gave a teasing smile. I was now her little plaything.
“Does my slut like the taste of herself?” She asked as she got up.
“Yes mistress,” I replied obediently. “May I taste my mistress?”
“Pushing my head down like that?” She started, “Ha no, I’m going to show you who’s the boss here.”
Her words echoed around my head as she went to the wardrobe. She opened the door just enough so she could get her things without me seeing. Turning to me, she held the items behind her back and kicked the door closed.
“My little slut needs to learn to be obedient,” she taunted as she pulled rope and a strap on from behind her.
I couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated but at the same time intrigued as she came closer.
“Give me your hands slut,” she ordered.
“Yes mistress,” I replied as I offered my hands to her.
She loosely tied the nylon rope around each of my wrists then tied the other end of it to the wooden head board leaving me helpless to her advances. My hands were above my head as my eyes watched her suck the strap on a bit to lubricate it. It was such an erotic sight to see the long silicone cock go deep into her throat and then come back out coated with her saliva. Tying the strap on around her waist, she climbed back on the bed and knelt between my legs.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson my little slut,” she said as she placed her hands under my knees and pushed them up.
She positioned the head of the cock at my entrance and as it rubbed against my slit, she spat on my clit. As the spit dribbled down my pussy, she pushed the strap on into me. I moaned loudly as I felt the nine inches of her purple cock penetrate me. She leaned over my body, pushing my legs further with her shoulders.
“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,” she said with venom in her words.
Her hips started to move up, removing the strap on from my hole before powerfully sliding back in. Our tits bounced in time as the forceful thrust went deep into my cunt. I moaned with pleasure as I felt the tip of it hit my cervix. Again, she pulled her hips back and waited a little longer than the first thrust before fucking me harder. Her hands moved around and grabbed my wobbling tits as she started to pump my pussy with her strap on.
My hands pulled at the rope, dying to rest on her ass whilst she fucked me better than any man ever had. Her hips thrust elegantly and the purple cock glided between my lips and up to my cervix making my orgasm build once more. Each powerful drive that Carrie did made my tits bounce in her hands and my legs flail over her shoulders. With another thrust, my pussy clamped onto her silicone cock and my body shuddered.
“I’m cumming again,” I screamed as she started to fuck me harder and harder.
My cum started to flood my pussy making the nine inches of the cock slip in and out with ease. A sexy squelching noise came from between my legs as the strap on forced my nectar from my hole and down onto my thighs. She smiled wickedly at me as I squirmed underneath her with the intense delight taking over my body. I was panting frantically as she thrust hard one last time before pulling out.
“Mmm, my sexy little slut.” She moaned as she saw light reflect off my juices.
Releasing my legs, she manoeuvred round to me and placed the strap on in my mouth.
“Suck it you nasty little whore,” she laughed.
I did so with great pleasure. My pussy tasted so great and I enjoyed the treat she gave me. My lips slapped and slurped as I laid there, sucking my lover’s fake cock. As she fed me more of the strap on with one hand, she placed the other hand on my sensitive clit and rubbed. My moans were muffled by the silicone and in an instant, it stopped again. Her hand moved away from my clit and her strap on was pulled from my mouth.
She grabbed my garter belt and turned me over roughly. I moved onto my elbows and knees with my ass high in the air as Carrie moved behind me. She teasing rubbed the cock up and down my slit before sliding inside. Her hands grasped my hips tightly and within seconds, she was fucking me once again. At this point, I had completely submitted myself to her domination and she was letting me feel it as she fucked my cunt deep and hard. Her body collided with mine repeatedly and made a loud clap sound as it did.
Moving a hand from my hip, she raised it in the air and brought it down hard on my right ass cheek, spanking me.
“Who’s in control bitch?” She asked aggressively as she spanked my ass harder.
“You are mistress,” I moaned as her strap on continued pounding me.
“I want to hear you say it Nicole,” she replied.
“You’re in control mistress,” I moaned louder.
“Good girl,” she laughed as she spanked my ass again.
The hand print started to fill with heat as she grabbed a handful of my ass cheek. She playfully squeezed it whilst her strap on fucked my pussy raw. I was in heaven and I couldn’t believe I was enjoying it. I had never been one for submission and domination but this had to be the hottest sex I’d ever had. Her passionate thrusts, her body clapping against mine and the playful spanks easily made this better than any experience with my husband.
She carried on driving the cock into my pussy, making me moan each time. I couldn’t help but feel like her little whore as she rubbed my asshole with her thumb whilst fucking my cunt. Within a few seconds, she was slowing down her thrusts but keeping the same amount of power behind them. She brought the cock out of my pussy, leaving it gaping for a few moments before driving the strap on back in. My tits bounced with the force as she pulled back out, admiring my gaping hole again before fucking me hard again.
“You learnt your lesson yet slut?” She asked.
“Yes mistress,” I moaned as she drove her strap on against my cervix once more.
“Say it,” she ordered with another thrust.
“I’ve learnt my lesson mistress,” I moaned.
“Good girl,” She replied as she pulled the strap on out for the final time.
She remained knelt behind me as she unbuckled the belt and threw it recklessly onto the ground. She reached over to the bucket of ice and grabbed a few cubes as I turned over. I faced her as she climbed on top of my body and delicately rubbed the ice against my nipples until it melted. She then moved back down my body and rubbed an ice cube on my sensitive clitoris making me yelp at the coldness. It quickly melted from the heat of my sex as I laid there.
“Time for mistress to cum,” she laughed as she looked at me.
I was licking my lips at the thought of eating her out. To my disappointment she didn’t crawl back up the bed. Instead she positioned her pussy against mine and started to grind her hips against mine. In sync, we started moaning as our pussies rubbed. I began grinding my hips along with her and together we were scissoring. As our wet pussies stroked against one another, I could tell her orgasm was building as the friction pleasured her clit.
I was moaning frantically as we scissored and in response, Carrie stretched her leg out, plugging my mouth with her foot as we carried on. My moans were now muffled but the sensation of having her sex rub on mine was amazing. I watched as she started playing with her erect nipples whilst her pussy was pleasured by mine.
Her moans turned to screams as she finally reached her tipping point. She stopped grinding, leaving me to do the work as her pussy started to flood with her cum. I could feel it seeping out in waves onto my clitoris as she laid there. Her foot still plugged my mouth and as more of her cum covered my clit, I started to cum as well. My juices joined hers on our labia’s and quickly she removed her foot from my mouth.
“Such a good little slut,” she said between pants.
“Yes mistress,” I replied.
A few moments passed before she crawled up to me and untied the rope. We both moved to the bottom of the bed together and grabbed the glasses of wine before clanging them together.
“Cheers Nicole,” she said as we took a swig before kissing one final time.
My lengthy, red nightgown hid my intentions for the wild night ahead of me. My long dark hair covered the classy looped earrings I was wearing. My mind was all over the place as I stood there reconsidering my options. I had come too far and was in too deep to stop now. Whilst I pondered, I heard my lover, my secret on the other side of the door waiting for my knock.
For the best part of ten years, I had been in a loveless marriage. My husband and I, we were polar opposites and every day, I felt myself becoming less and less attracted to him both mentally and physically. The last time we had meaningful and memorable sex was half a decade ago and now at thirty-seven I was in my sexual peak. I couldn’t even remember the last romantic thing Bryan had even done for me, he never took me out and I felt suffocated by his approach to marriage. Remembering all of these things, I knocked on the door sharply.
As quick as possible, the posh wooden door opened in front of me and a familiar smile greeted me. Teeth white as pearls, eyes filled with an emerald green and hair as long as mine. She looked as amazing as ever.
“Good evening Mrs. Bradbury.” She laughed wickedly as I stepped inside and she shut the door behind me.
“Good evening to you too,” I replied as I sat on the soft mattress of the hotel bed.
“Does Bryan know you’re here?” She asked harshly.
“I said I was staying with a friend,” I sniggered as she joined me on the bed.
“So he has no idea?” She questioned once more.
I answered with a seductive smile on my face, “Nope, no idea at all.”
Carrie was in the same boat as me sexually although her sexual prowess wasn’t as secretive as mine. Her husband had suffered an accident at work a few years ago which left him with erectile dysfunction. Carrie often explained how they shared a healthy sexual relationship but after his accident, he just wasn’t in the mood to carry it on, even with medical help. Now at the age of forty, she was restarting her libido with me.
Her hair was almost a clone to mine as it ran down over her shoulders and onto her breasts that were pushed up with her tight black corset. Her underwear matched the rose pattern of her corset and the suspenders rode her shapely thighs to her stockings with utter perfection. For forty years old, she looked absolutely divine and her make-up topped her look off with a satisfactory bang.
“First things first,” she said as she stood up. “We need to get you out of that dress and get you a glass of wine.”
I stood up behind her and slowly started taking off my gown. The pop of the cork made me jump slightly as I wormed myself out of my dress. For some reason, the sound of the liquid sloshing in the glass was tantalizing. The next thing I knew, something cold was tracing down my spine to my garter belt as the dress moved past my hips. I looked over my shoulder, watching as Carrie ran ice cubes up and down my back.
My nipples were already beginning to harden as I let my dress drop onto the floor around my feet. Carrie playfully spanked my ass and grasped a handful of it before letting go. I adjusted my panties as I stepped out of the lump at my feet and turned towards her. We each grabbed a glass of white wine and held them high.
“Cheers Nicole,” she said as our glasses tinged together.
We both took sips of our drinks, our lipstick marking the glasses as we did. We then placed them back down on the cabinet alongside the bucket and bottle and sat back on the bed.
“So...” I started as Carrie placed her finger across my lips.
“Don’t speak,” she said as she cupped my face with both hands.
She moved her head closer and in an instant planted her lips against mine. My heart sank as she kissed me with more passion than Bryan had ever done. I closed my eyes as her tongue found its way into my mouth. My hands sat on her hips whilst hers continued to cup my cheeks. Her tongue swirled with mine whilst we sat there passionately making out for the first time. It definitely beat my first kiss with my husband. For a few moments our lips were smacking and making sultry, sloppy sounds before we broke apart from one another. Our hands remained on each other.
We both licked our lips at one another as Carrie’s hands made their way down my body. She slyly brushed my 34DD bust on the way down to my hips.
“Should we get started?” She asked seductively.
“I think we should,” I responded with the same tone in my voice.
Her hands ran back up my slender torso and firmly pressed on my boobs. She began to roll and squeeze them in her palms to my pleasure. My nipples were as hard as steel whilst she pinched them between her fingers and her hands massaged the rest. Soft moans of acceptance left my lips as she continued to have her way with my chest. My breast tissue jiggled with the movement and before long, she paused.
“My, my.” She started, “Your nipples look like they need to be sucked on.”
She moved her head down and rested it on my chest, like a pillow. Her tongue stretched out and rubbed against my sensitive ducts and areola. She then took one of my erect nipples into her mouth and began suckling on it. Shivers ran down my spine as I felt her tongue circle and moisten my tit. She was sucking to her heart’s content and my moans allowed her to know that she was doing a great job.
She then attached herself to my other breast, showing it equally great attention. More moans left my lips as I cradled her head into my bust. It certainly felt like I wasn’t her first woman and that experience was showing whilst her gentle sucks resumed. I could feel her saliva dribble down each of my boobs and before long, she was finished. A drop of spit was lurking on her chin as the rest coated my nipples and areolas.
“Seems like you enjoyed that,” she said confidently. “Do the same to me.”
“Carrie?” I asked, confused by the tone of her voice.
“I said do it.” Carrie responded bluntly, “I’m your mistress.”
I was never really into the whole dominance thing but seeing Carrie like this made me surprisingly aroused. I did as I was told and began pulling her corset down slightly, uncovering her equally large 34DD breasts. Her nipples were paler than mine and her areola larger but just like mine, they were erect and suckable.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” She asked.
I moved my head down and quickly started to lash my tongue at one of her erect tits. My hand carefully caressed the other as Carrie placed her hand on my ass. She moaned with delight as my tongue whisked around her bulging nipple. I felt it throb with each lick of my tongue and in turn, it sent me wild. My tongue started lashing at her ducts ferociously before moving onto her other breast and carrying on the process.
“Stop,” she commanded with a quiver in her voice.
I did as I was told right away. My spit was dripping from her erect nipples as she pulled me back onto the bed.
“Kneel,” she commanded again and again I followed her lead.
I knelt in the centre of the bed, waiting for my mistress to give me more instructions. She climbed on the bed and set herself behind me. I could feel her warm breath on the back of my neck as she came closer.
“Let’s see what you have to offer,” she whispered in my ear as she nibbled my earlobe.
Dominantly, she grasped the back of my neck and held it forward. With her other hand, she pulled my panties back allowing her to see my ass. For a few moments, she admired my ass before she snapped my panties back against my skin abruptly. The crack of the panties stung but strangely enough, it was a pleasurable stinging sensation. She undid my suspenders as she pulled my panties down my thighs. My labia were swollen and moist as they were uncovered. I felt exposed but it all felt right as Carrie turned me around to face her.
Her thumb stroked against my thin strip of short pubic hair before cleaning my juices from my lips. She sank her teeth into her lower lip as she brought her thumb to my mouth.
“Taste yourself my little slut,” she ordered.
I took her thumb into my mouth and began sucking my heavenly pussy juices off of her skin. My pussy tasted so sweet and succulent that I would go down on myself every night if I could. I sucked her finger viscously, trying to get each and every drop off of her.
“Stop.”
I quickly acknowledged her command and released her thumb from my lips.
“Such a good little slut,” she admired as her hand stroked my cheek. “Aren’t you?”
“Yes I am,” I replied.
“Yes I am what?” She questioned.
“Yes I am, Carrie.” I replied again.
“Yes I am what?” She asked again with a sharp tone.
“Yes I am mistress,” I responded.
“Good girl.”
She began to undo her suspenders and pull her panties down. Her pussy was so amazing and smooth as it came into view. It was like a breath of fresh air to finally have a woman to have sexual exploration together. She rolled her panties down over her stockings, just like she had done to mine but her stockings followed leaving her in just her beautifully tight corset.
She pushed me onto my back and placed her head between my legs. With her hands she pulled my pussy apart, watching as my wet, pink interior spread open. My hole was gagging for pleasure as she teasingly blew air against it. Without warning, her tongue slipped down into my hole and began darting in and out. I moaned loudly as I felt her tongue sliding within my vagina for the first time. Her fingers started to rub and squeeze my clit as she started licking my cunt.
I pressed my hands on her head, pushing her down firmly in order to get her tongue as deep as possible. My hips grinded and my body squirmed with the immense pleasure that she was inflicting on my pussy. She pushed my legs up with her shoulders and continued devouring my hole with on hand rubbing my clit and the other grasping my ass cheek firmly. My heart started to sink and my eyes rolled back as years of built up sexual tension released itself.
“I’m cumming,” I screamed out as Carrie continued tongue fucking my pussy.
My nectar flooded my cunt and Carrie was trying her hardest to lap all of the sweet juices up. I felt her tongue scurry to each side of my hole, gathering her meal neatly as she pushed my knees up higher with her shoulders. My orgasm ripped through my body and left me panting for more as she cleaned the last few drops of my cum. With one last swirl of her tongue, she moved her head away from my pussy, my cum trailing down her chin.
She climbed on top of me and stared deeply into my eyes. Our pussies stroked together slightly as she brought her mouth down onto mine. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, offering my cum as it did. Tasting the sweet delight on my receptors, I started to suck my present from her tongue. I wasn’t going to spare any of my juice as our pussies met again. Just as I was starting to get into it all, she pulled away from me and gave a teasing smile. I was now her little plaything.
“Does my slut like the taste of herself?” She asked as she got up.
“Yes mistress,” I replied obediently. “May I taste my mistress?”
“Pushing my head down like that?” She started, “Ha no, I’m going to show you who’s the boss here.”
Her words echoed around my head as she went to the wardrobe. She opened the door just enough so she could get her things without me seeing. Turning to me, she held the items behind her back and kicked the door closed.
“My little slut needs to learn to be obedient,” she taunted as she pulled rope and a strap on from behind her.
I couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated but at the same time intrigued as she came closer.
“Give me your hands slut,” she ordered.
“Yes mistress,” I replied as I offered my hands to her.
She loosely tied the nylon rope around each of my wrists then tied the other end of it to the wooden head board leaving me helpless to her advances. My hands were above my head as my eyes watched her suck the strap on a bit to lubricate it. It was such an erotic sight to see the long silicone cock go deep into her throat and then come back out coated with her saliva. Tying the strap on around her waist, she climbed back on the bed and knelt between my legs.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson my little slut,” she said as she placed her hands under my knees and pushed them up.
She positioned the head of the cock at my entrance and as it rubbed against my slit, she spat on my clit. As the spit dribbled down my pussy, she pushed the strap on into me. I moaned loudly as I felt the nine inches of her purple cock penetrate me. She leaned over my body, pushing my legs further with her shoulders.
“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before,” she said with venom in her words.
Her hips started to move up, removing the strap on from my hole before powerfully sliding back in. Our tits bounced in time as the forceful thrust went deep into my cunt. I moaned with pleasure as I felt the tip of it hit my cervix. Again, she pulled her hips back and waited a little longer than the first thrust before fucking me harder. Her hands moved around and grabbed my wobbling tits as she started to pump my pussy with her strap on.
My hands pulled at the rope, dying to rest on her ass whilst she fucked me better than any man ever had. Her hips thrust elegantly and the purple cock glided between my lips and up to my cervix making my orgasm build once more. Each powerful drive that Carrie did made my tits bounce in her hands and my legs flail over her shoulders. With another thrust, my pussy clamped onto her silicone cock and my body shuddered.
“I’m cumming again,” I screamed as she started to fuck me harder and harder.
My cum started to flood my pussy making the nine inches of the cock slip in and out with ease. A sexy squelching noise came from between my legs as the strap on forced my nectar from my hole and down onto my thighs. She smiled wickedly at me as I squirmed underneath her with the intense delight taking over my body. I was panting frantically as she thrust hard one last time before pulling out.
“Mmm, my sexy little slut.” She moaned as she saw light reflect off my juices.
Releasing my legs, she manoeuvred round to me and placed the strap on in my mouth.
“Suck it you nasty little whore,” she laughed.
I did so with great pleasure. My pussy tasted so great and I enjoyed the treat she gave me. My lips slapped and slurped as I laid there, sucking my lover’s fake cock. As she fed me more of the strap on with one hand, she placed the other hand on my sensitive clit and rubbed. My moans were muffled by the silicone and in an instant, it stopped again. Her hand moved away from my clit and her strap on was pulled from my mouth.
She grabbed my garter belt and turned me over roughly. I moved onto my elbows and knees with my ass high in the air as Carrie moved behind me. She teasing rubbed the cock up and down my slit before sliding inside. Her hands grasped my hips tightly and within seconds, she was fucking me once again. At this point, I had completely submitted myself to her domination and she was letting me feel it as she fucked my cunt deep and hard. Her body collided with mine repeatedly and made a loud clap sound as it did.
Moving a hand from my hip, she raised it in the air and brought it down hard on my right ass cheek, spanking me.
“Who’s in control bitch?” She asked aggressively as she spanked my ass harder.
“You are mistress,” I moaned as her strap on continued pounding me.
“I want to hear you say it Nicole,” she replied.
“You’re in control mistress,” I moaned louder.
“Good girl,” she laughed as she spanked my ass again.
The hand print started to fill with heat as she grabbed a handful of my ass cheek. She playfully squeezed it whilst her strap on fucked my pussy raw. I was in heaven and I couldn’t believe I was enjoying it. I had never been one for submission and domination but this had to be the hottest sex I’d ever had. Her passionate thrusts, her body clapping against mine and the playful spanks easily made this better than any experience with my husband.
She carried on driving the cock into my pussy, making me moan each time. I couldn’t help but feel like her little whore as she rubbed my asshole with her thumb whilst fucking my cunt. Within a few seconds, she was slowing down her thrusts but keeping the same amount of power behind them. She brought the cock out of my pussy, leaving it gaping for a few moments before driving the strap on back in. My tits bounced with the force as she pulled back out, admiring my gaping hole again before fucking me hard again.
“You learnt your lesson yet slut?” She asked.
“Yes mistress,” I moaned as she drove her strap on against my cervix once more.
“Say it,” she ordered with another thrust.
“I’ve learnt my lesson mistress,” I moaned.
“Good girl,” She replied as she pulled the strap on out for the final time.
She remained knelt behind me as she unbuckled the belt and threw it recklessly onto the ground. She reached over to the bucket of ice and grabbed a few cubes as I turned over. I faced her as she climbed on top of my body and delicately rubbed the ice against my nipples until it melted. She then moved back down my body and rubbed an ice cube on my sensitive clitoris making me yelp at the coldness. It quickly melted from the heat of my sex as I laid there.
“Time for mistress to cum,” she laughed as she looked at me.
I was licking my lips at the thought of eating her out. To my disappointment she didn’t crawl back up the bed. Instead she positioned her pussy against mine and started to grind her hips against mine. In sync, we started moaning as our pussies rubbed. I began grinding my hips along with her and together we were scissoring. As our wet pussies stroked against one another, I could tell her orgasm was building as the friction pleasured her clit.
I was moaning frantically as we scissored and in response, Carrie stretched her leg out, plugging my mouth with her foot as we carried on. My moans were now muffled but the sensation of having her sex rub on mine was amazing. I watched as she started playing with her erect nipples whilst her pussy was pleasured by mine.
Her moans turned to screams as she finally reached her tipping point. She stopped grinding, leaving me to do the work as her pussy started to flood with her cum. I could feel it seeping out in waves onto my clitoris as she laid there. Her foot still plugged my mouth and as more of her cum covered my clit, I started to cum as well. My juices joined hers on our labia’s and quickly she removed her foot from my mouth.
“Such a good little slut,” she said between pants.
“Yes mistress,” I replied.
A few moments passed before she crawled up to me and untied the rope. We both moved to the bottom of the bed together and grabbed the glasses of wine before clanging them together.
“Cheers Nicole,” she said as we took a swig before kissing one final time.
Geraldine
- 09.08.2021
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