Outside

Standing outside the club we're kissing and I've got my hand up her skirt and I'm touching her. She yanks up my dress. Bends to her knees and starts to lick me. I raise my leg and press my foot against the wall. Her tongue is delicious and wet and I moan. We share a cab home and I touch her in the back seat, while her husband watches and strokes my hand.

Nature boy

His nice thick cock pushes into my tightness and he begins to flex his hips violently. Im being fucked hard and it hurts and its delicious and I can feel an orgasm well up. I've sucked his cock, It tasted delicious. He licked me and it felt good. One eye on the clock, hand gripped around his wrist, Im bucking and moaning and coming on him. He releases inside me. A smirk spreads across my face. He looks sheepish. We kiss, get dressed and drink a cup of coffee.

"A nice tight little arse hole"

He plugs up both my wet holes.
"I think I'll fuck you in your arse".
He yanks out the plug quickly and I groan. He slides in.
"Mmm still tight. A nice tight little arse hole".
I push back on him readily, groan and start to build up.
"So eager".
I start begging to be filled more and more and then I come.
"I'm going to come in your arse because that feels nice"
"Mhmm yes Sir".
He fucks at my body hard and releases.

Lucky girl

I have completed all my chores. Run his bath, brought him a cool drink. Ensured the house is warm and clean. Dinner is made. He strokes my hair and tells me I've been a good girl. I'm allowed to smoke a cigarette and have a drink myself. I am told I am allowed to go and get changed.

I shuffle off my day clothes and step into the shower. I'm already made up, my hair is curled into it's quite of black. I scrub myself clean for him, dry, moisturise and slip into the appropriate attire, lace black knickers, hold ups and a black silk gown that I have tied under my bust, like a daisy duke shirt. I twist in the mirror. Enough skin but not that much. Whorish. Perfect.

I fix him another drink and light his cigarette I ask if I'm allowed to pleasure him, I have asked before but was told I had to wait. Waiting burns. He allows me to suck him. It's delicious and soothing. My mind is fluid and wanders and listens to his murmurs of pleasure. He strokes he fingers over the cheeks of my bottom. Running them low between the line of black lace and swollen hot fleshy lip. I am soaking. He let's me continue you pleasure him and then tells me enough.

He tells me to stand up, he picks a few cushions up from the sofa and chucks them onto the wooden floor. "Down. Arse up. Touch yourself". I get down on the floor. He starts to hit me. Hard even spanks. I'm purring and phasing out. My watery eyes stare along the wooden floor as my body absorbs the hit. I can see every flick of dust and rivet in the boards. I can hear air and feel the arousal seeping out. He removes my knickers. They're completely sodden. They're down on my calves. He gently slides his fingers into me and I moan all guttural like an animal. He keeps probing and stretching. There's fingers in my cunt and my arse. Hands on me. I am lost. I squirt hard all over the floor and my already soaked underwear. He keeps playing. I drop my hand from between my legs and bliss out completely. Who knows if it feels good.

He sighs in a satisfied way "Thats enough for now."

Last last week

I rag my mouth up and down the pulsing hardness of his flesh. I have made him sodden and spit covered. The skin is red and excited. I am flushed. Sweating, snivelling and drooling all over him.

His hand is on my bottom, nails gently digging into the skin. I switch between choking on him deeply, kissing, licking and jerking him with my hand.

He orgasms in a burst of white and visceral sound. Hearing him moan in abandon makes me drip onto myself. I have my feet tucked under me and now my legs are wet. He twitches and seems completely empty. I cannot read his face anymore. The lines smooth out, eyes closed and smiling. I feel happy

More last week

"Please can I fuck you, please".

I have a mouthful of his flesh and I'm lubes and desperate and need to feel him. He says I can. I crawl onto his lap and slide him intone. It's divine. I begin to rub and buck and ride and he lays with a satisfied smile and his eyes closed. I am desperate to get high and feel a climax. I cannot control myself very well when I feel like this. Wanton and desperate.

It builds and builds.

"Please will you hurt me. I don't care how. Please".

There is desperation in my voice and actions. The tone quivers. The spit in my mouth itches my teeth. Everything is too heightened, too much. He reels back his hand and begins to administer hard stinging slaps all across my breasts and too my face. I close my eyes and drift off, the violence causes me to squirt and drip all over him. He pushes me off his lap and onto my knees he holds me by the back of my neck and fucks me from behind. I come in less than a moment. It's divine.

Last week

He's sitting on a chair in the kitchen and I'm standing between his legs in a loose shirt that's his. He runs his hands up underneath the cotton across my the soft creaminess of my skin. He gently touches my ribs and my breasts, he strokes my collar bones and neck. I can here my pulse in my ears and I can feel wetness staring to form.

"Come upstairs".

I walk carefully up the stairs. My hips swagger. He murmurs his regular appreciations sour the curve of my bottom. I lay on the bed and he begins to stroke and touch my skin. He runs his hand between my legs and the heat is palpable. He yanks his hand back and brings it down in a smack. I twitch and squeak and close my legs.

"Open your legs".

I open my legs and he rains down hard smacks and I start to blend into the pain. The satisfaction of his fingers almost slipping between my silken, sodden lips witch each hit. He tells me that he's going to stretch me and hurt me until I climax. He starts to spread my holes and insert numbers of fingers inside me. I desperately wish he could fit a fist in either hole but I cannot open that much yet.

I'm aching. He's tweaking my muscles and making me twitch and hurt. He's punching his hands into me and im pushing down hard. My orgasm is like a huge internal cramp, as soon as there is release the pain ignites, I am bruised and very sore, I moan in sickening discomfort and breath heavily. He seems satisfied with the result and lies next to me.

Seed

Slow, edging pressure effortlessly moves onto violently thrusts of desire. I'm down low like an animal. Leaking from my hole as he takes his pleasure deep below the cleft of my buttocks. I orgasm violently, squirting and soaking us. His groans are distinctive. I can feel his hot sweat drip on my back. The pleasure is shared, visceral and delicious. The pain is solitary and my own and appeased by his enjoyment. He bucks aggressively and releases white fluid into my cavity. I feel fed and indulged and full of seed and satisfaction.