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Dane
My face is still wet as I lead Darcy, blindfolded, out into the room. She is naked, and I can’t help but stare in awe at her generous, smooth curves, as she tentatively walks out, holding tightly onto me. I have the thrusting machine set up on top of the bed, so that I can get a great, all-angles view of Darcy, when she starts to interact with the machine.
I have actually never used this device before, but I am pretty sure that she will like it, from the customer reviews we have received. However, I can tell that she is very nervous, as I help her up onto the bed and then sit her on the inflatable chair that is part of the apparatus.
“You know, I like kinky, but I have to admit, this is getting pretty close to my line in the sand, Dane. How I let a guy I barely know convince me to do this, I don’t know,” she laughs, as she wriggles her naked body around to get comfortable on the chair.
“This is purely about your pleasure, Darcy. What will happen next is going to be “Darcy Worship”, nothing more. You have absolutely nothing to fear.” She seems relieved, by the look on her face, but then projects another look of shock when I wrap the velcro restraint around her left wrist.
“Hold on. What’s this?” I tie the left wrist to the bedpost, pulling her arm back gently as I do so.
“Just going to hold you in place here. I don’t want you falling off the bed on this contraption,” I lie. The restraint is actually part of the fun… watching her being pleasured, but with no control over the situation. I am pretty sure that she actually guesses this, but I figure my safety reasons might help her to accept her own latent kinkiness a little more readily in this situation.
“This better not hurt me, Dane. I love your dirty little mind, but I have my limits. I do have to go home tomorrow, in one piece!” she warns. I tie her other wrist back to the other bedpost. Then I put two velcro straps around her ankles. I quickly tie these below the bed, to each front leg of the bed.
She is now splayed out, sitting on the chair, arms back so that I can see and have full access to those gorgeous breasts and nipples. My penis is at full attention again, and I am tempted to forget about the machine, and fuck her right away. But my dedication to a plan keeps me on track. I know that her pussy is very wet, so I am not worried about lubrication at this point. In fact, I still taste her cum on my lips, from her last squirting orgasm on the counter.
I gently position the 6-inch, very realistic dildo at the entrance to her pussy. She feels it and lurches a little, as best she can given she is restrained. Her tits bounce in a captivating way as she does this.
“Oh my god! Are you going to let me look, or am I going to be torn to bits while blindfolded here?”
“You won’t be torn to bits, I promise.” But I gently take off her blindfold and she looks around her, at her gently restrained limbs, and then down to where the veiny, porcelain penis waits to penetrate her. “Darcy worship only. You can stop me anytime. Just say the word,” I reassure her again.
“How big is that thing? It looks very real,” she utters, anxiously. I sense from the look in her eyes, that some of the anxiety is morphing into more positive excitement now. “Six inches. And it is the most realistic dildo that we have. It’s even heated to body temperature, just like a real penis. You can pretty much use any dildo you want with this device.” She looks impressed.
“Is this what all of your first dates are like?” she jokes, wriggling her hips so that her pussy lips touch the tip of the dildo.
“Ah no! In fact, I don’t date at all. I told you that I am married, just like you. This is purely a sales meeting. At LoveHoney, remember, …”
“… the customer CUMS first! I know, I know. Well, start this thing, baby. I’m ready to be your test subject.” I move the dildo manually so that it inserts into her, about half way. She gasps a little, jostles in her restraints, and cocks back her head.
“Oh my, that does feel real. It’s so warm. And … it even vibrates. Perfect.” Then I switch it on to the lowest thrusting setting. The dildo slides smoothly and quietly in and out of her wet pussy with a lovely smacking sound. Darcy emits a low moan and closes her eyes, her head lolling to the side. Her hips are moving ever so slightly.
“I like,” is all she says. She starts to thrust back in a more pronounced way against the machine. I can’t keep my eyes off her jiggling breasts, as she settles in and enjoys the low thrust setting. God, I love my work sometimes, I think. I have plans to add to her experience, but I am mesmerized by the whole sensual scene in front of me.
I quickly get out of my clothes, my stretchy Under Armour underwear straining over my re-inflated, fully-engorged penis. My hand instinctively goes down to my throbbing member as I watch Darcy getting slowly fucked by the device. I turn up the setting by one notch, speeding it up a little, and I also lengthen the thrust up to three quarters.
“Ooooo!” she gasps, but I can tell that she is definitely loving it. “Am I making your horny, Dane? You like watching me tied up and fucked like this? You’re a very bad boy, you know!”
“You have no idea,” I whisper, as I move to the side of the bed. I want to lick and suck those jiggling tits as she fucks. They are so full, and I have been looking at them all evening, from the first time I sat down on the couch beside her. Her respirations have now increased two-fold. She moans as my wet, warm tongue lovingly explores her mounds. She is such a horny fox, this woman. I love it!
“Suck them, baby,” she pants, the machine producing an enticing vibrato in her desperate voice. She is pumping back against the machine with increased vigour now.
I find one engorged nipple and start to suck, letting my tongue roll around the areola, as the nipple disappears into my mouth. I cup her breast with my hand as I suck away. I can tell that this is definitely getting to her. I do the same thing to the other breast and nipple. Oh how I have longed to do this all night! My free hand is gently stroking my now raging cock, as I pleasure her.
Darcy whimpers as I pull my mouth away. I continue to stroke myself and I make my way to my bag. I grab a large wand vibrator, switch it on to a medium setting, and head back toward my panting subject. I up the setting to full thrust and a higher speed, and return to sucking and licking her tits.
She is already bucking like a dog in heat now, fucking the dildo wildly like a real cock, when I rest the vibrating head of the wand on her swollen clit. This is too much for her, and within 30 seconds, she is cumming in gushes, pulling hard on the restraints and convulsing. I have to back off sucking her nipples, like a cowboy jumping off a horse in a rodeo. She squirts a generous load of cum all over the dildo and the chair, in two quick jets. I am amazed at how wet this woman can get.
She pants,”Turn it off! Please, turn it off!” and I do so, as she comes down from what I can see is an earth-shattering orgasm. I begin to wonder if I will be able to top that when I finally get to mount her myself. She is trying very hard to catch her breath, her face is flushed and she has a satisfied, dreamy look on her face.
She looks so sexy, restrained, splayed on the chair, pussy red and wet, big breasts and nipples shining from the wetness of my attentions. I wonder whether she wants a round two with the machine. My cock remains hard and throbbing, very ready to fuck, but I am greatly enjoying this “Darcy Worship” phase of our evening. I am quite willing to run her through the paces again, as I know that my cock will be good for as long as I want now, given that I had already came once in the elevator.
I think back to the feeling of filling and then cumming in her hungry mouth, with her on her knees. What a perfect storm I stumbled upon during this wild winter night in the Ohio.
Darcy
He can see that I’m spent. My body is still tingling and I have no strength left after that vigorous fuck. “Holy cow, that thing. Wow!” I draw in a breath “And you and that vibrator. Fuck! Were you trying to torture me?”
He just gives me this look as if he’s thinking about the question in a teasing kinda way. “Well, you are a test subject,” and gives me a wink. Dane moves the machine out of the way. He moves towards me and starts undoing the restraints on my ankles, kissing each ankle as he does so. He does the same thing to my wrists.
Soon I’m off the seat and my shaking legs are planted on the floor. Phew! He moves the device to the corner of the room and I head back to the bathroom. I need composure.
I grab a wet washcloth to rub my face with and look myself in the mirror and don’t recognize the sex starved woman staring back at me. Faced flushed and hair a mess. I freshen up, wrap a towel around my naked body and head back out. Dane is sitting on the end of the bed, head in his hands.
I hope he doesn’t think he went too far. On the contrary, I need to reassure him.
I turn out all the lights except for the light in the bathroom. He looks up as I approach him. Standing in front of him, I reach out and pull him to rest his forehead on my stomach just above my pussy. His arms slip underneath the towel and stretch around to my ass. He grips me tight, looks up at me and stands.
As he does, my wrap falls. Once again I’m exposed, vulnerable. With his strong hands, he pushes me away to look me over. For some reason, I’m not completely comfortable with this.
I look away from his gaze, but when I do, I see his beautiful cock, bowed and bouncing with each beat of his heart. His erection is for me, because of me.
I taunt him one last time, “Well, you going to use that thing or am I just to admire it from afar?” With that, he walks around me and pushes me onto the bed as he utters a very sexy laugh. He rolls me over roughly on the bed. “Hey, that wasn’t nice!” I protest.
“This won’t be either!” he growls, as he grabs my knees and spreads them wide. He dives into my pussy like a crazed animal, licking from my ass to my clit. My head goes back and all I can think of is how good this man can eat pussy.
He wraps his powerful hands around my ass, trying to bring me in closer to him. He has two fingers inside me as he feasts on my clit and my juices. I’m twisting in his grip, and I am building again toward another tumultuous orgasm.
My body is reacting, grinding myself on his fingers and his face, but I really want to be grinding on his cock now. I have a need to cum on him, with him.
I take a hold of his arm and pull him up to me. As I do, I turn with his body, putting him under me. God, his dick feels so good slipping in to my tight pussy.
Sitting there adjusting to his girth, I lean down and lick his lips tasting myself. I suck in his bottom lip. Mmmmmm. I tug at it. Suddenly he takes a hold of the back of my head and kisses me hard with no abandonment. He won’t stop.
His hips rocking with mine. Our tongues dance in stride with our bodies. My pussy is grinding wet circles on his dick. His chest feels sweaty under my tits. I love it. It is animalistic.
I can’t stop myself. I can’t get enough of his big cock. I try to get more of it inside my tiny pussy because I just want it all.
Pulling my lips from his, I arc up, trying to capture more of him. Riding him, I’m tingling all over. As I canter, I reach behind me, running a finger up between his rosebud to his balls, gently caressing them. Dane moans. I think to myself “Ah, he likes that!”
So I do it again, but this time a little slower focusing more on the area in between his sack and his ass. He moans louder and tightens his legs.
But I don’t want him to cum yet. Although the thought of him blasting his cum deep inside my pussy, claiming my body, excites me, it’s too soon. In the meantime, his hands are all over my bouncing breasts as I gallop up and down on his hard cock. I may never get up. This feels way too good!
Dane
The sounds, smells and sensations are a flood of pented-up passion. The room spins with lust, pheremones, carnal decadence. Darcy gasps with each full down-thrust on my bowed, engorged penis. The feeling of her tight, wet warmth enveloping and sliding up and down my hypersensitive cock, is intoxicating.
My eyes yo-yo between her bouncing breasts and her glazed, hypnotic eyes, as she rides me relentlessly, like some crazed Texas cowgirl. The tingle in my stretched penis is becoming harder to control, as my balls prepare to blast their stores of semen deep into her womb. I have to somehow restrain myself, so I can enjoy this fuck for as long as possible.
As Darcy accelerates the pace of her grinding and bouncing, an almost sorrowful look appears on her face. I realize from this look, and the gradual tightening of her pussy around my cock, that she is about to orgasm yet again.
“You are killing me, you animal!” she howls, as she lifts off me suddenly, her juices gushing out, in spurts, onto my abs. Her hips continue twitching uncontrollably as she collapses on top of me, the fullness of her warm breasts pressing hard into my hairy chest, both of us panting to catch our breath.
I nuzzle her face, which is face-down in the pillow beside me, and she turns to meet my lips. Rather than kiss her, I let her catch her breath, pecking my way across her cheekbones and then down her neck. I restrain my hand from reaching for her breasts, as I know she will be sensitive for a bit, after that last release. She is flushed, but her breathing eventually settles.
“You haven’t cum yet?” she whispers, incredulously.
“I was really close, but I held back,” I admit, ”Unlike you, I cannot produce an endless string of orgasms. This next one will be it for me for the night. So… I want to make things last.”
A low laugh wells up from deep down in her abdomen. I can’t help staring at her beautiful tits shaking as this somewhat demented laugh finally bubbles to the surface. “Well, buddy, I may be coming to the end of my… ‘endless string’ here, believe it or not. I really do have to be able to walk out of here tomorrow morning!”
We are side-to-side now, and my hand once again slips up to her breast. I massage gently, slowly making my way to the nipple. My index finger traces around the areola, brushing the erect nipple ever so lightly, in passing. She smiles and cocks her head to one side. Her hand slides down and finds my slippery penis, covered in her warm juices.
Darcy laughs, “You are relentless, I’ll give you that! I can’t believe that you are still rock hard.”
She is stroking me gently as she teases me both physically and verbally. “I can’t believe I am saying this, but I want you to put this monster in me one last time tonight. I want you to pump me hard and I want to feel you fill me with your hot cum. You have totally worn me out, Dane. I do not have another orgasm left in me tonight, but I want to remember you finishing inside me.”
I nod. I roll her over to her back. I am actually shaking from being so horny and full of testosterone. There will be nothing romantic about this last act, I’m afraid. I am driven, like an animal in heat, programmed to mate.
But in the back of my cloudy, hormone-drenched brain, I manage to conjure up a challenge to myself. ‘I bet I can make her cum one last time,’ I think to myself, cockily. I grab her arms and pin her firmly to the bed. With my knees, I roughly spread her legs a little further.
Without any manual guidance, I set my bowed penis head to the entrance of her drenched, swollen pussy. Then I plunge hard to the balls into her and begin pumping frantically.
She struggles to get her arms free, but I keep them pinned, as I pound her with full, fast strokes, which causes her large breasts to morph and dance before my lustful eyes. Her initial look of shock and even fear, transforms to the look I am more familiar with … runaway lust. I do have her, one last time.
Her moans begin to build, sounding like a the growls of a caged animal. Her hips begin to thrust up hard to meet mine. This woman so loves to fuck!
The headboard on the bed begins to rattle as it hits the wall, but I am past worrying about other hotel patrons. At this point, I am merely a rutting machine on auto-pilot, intent on pumping this woman into a orgasmic frenzy, and then filling her with my seed.
“Oh God!” she cries out, “I can’t believe you! You are insane!” She struggles again to free her arms, but I resist her and continue jack hammering her pussy. My ass is a blur of movement as I feel the point of no return finally approaching.
I push harder, nudging her cervix at the end of each thrust. She yelps out, freezes and I catch a pained look of capitulation in her tired eyes. Her tears start to flow, but I couldn’t stop if I wanted to. I am much too far gone.
I lunge one last time and hold my rigid cock deep inside her, the rapid spasming of my organ matched by the final contractions of her battered pussy walls. Darcy whimpers pathetically as she orgasms one last time.
I feel my balls contract violently, countless times, thrusting semen up the length of my cock and deep into her womb. Spurt after spurt, I feel its warmth and her warmth flood around my twitching penis head. As I finally collapse, spent, on top of her, both she and I grind each other slowly, the final oozes of cum flowing into the depths of this voluptuous woman. Her whimpering stops and she sniffs away the last of her tears. “You O.K.?” I whisper. “More than O.K.,” she whispers back. She sniffs and then giggles faintly. “But you are going to pack that fucking thing and all your toys away now! Got it?“
“Got it!” I obey, and laugh back. After a few minutes, I realize that this satifying coupling moment has to indeed end. I so don’t want to pull out, but I know I must. Besides, I am pretty sure that she will kill me if I try anything else tonight.
In the morning, the weather is clear and the major highways are open. Poor Darcy indeed looks like she is limping a little when we walk to breakfast. And I have to admit that I felt a little beat up myself, but we both sport a noticeable glow about us as we chat and laugh over our bacon and eggs.
I leave her stocked up with an array of complimentary LoveHoney toys and we exchange emails, promising to keep in touch. I kid her that I need regular reports on how she manages with my devices. I do write her in my books as a potential vendor, to bury the costs of these promotional items.
She laughs, but does not take the thrusting machine, however, as she is worried about getting it in the house, and where she would store it even if she could get it in. But I do offer her a different pair of vibrating panties that I can control via my smart phone, when her and I are chatting.
As we hug and kiss, I commit to my tactile memory, the feeling of those generous 42DD breasts pushing into my chest, and I vow to hold onto that sensual feeling in the upcoming weeks. Mmmmm.
Storms of all kinds come and go in life. I guess we learn that with age. Fate brought Darcy and I together on one very nasty Ohio night. It was certainly one of the more violent storms I’d experience, but in the end, it was also …perfect.
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