One Last Time

You ready?

That's what your text read.  I replied back with a simple yes babe, but that really couldn't express how ready I am for this.  You are coming here.  To me.  My house.  It's so fucking weird to even think about.  Not to mention the things that I'm hoping we do.  I've already been tasked with going to the store to pick up a ball gag and whatever else I might like.  Meanwhile, I was sent several pictures of your own preparations.  A picture of your belt, the video camera charging and the tripod.  I'm not sure what I really expected when I made the list for you the other day, but I'm glad I did.  The effort of getting the stuff together alone makes my heart sing.

When you ring the doorbell, my stomach drops a little.  Could the day really live up to expectations?  I find myself nervous when I open the door, but it's all gone the minute I see you.  My God, you are a sight.  Just army fatigue shorts and a tshirt in my favorite color, and a huge bag of who knows what in your hand.  As you step across the threshold, I start to freak out just a little.  You've never been to my house before. 

You did want me to come here, right?

I simply reply yes, as I walk you back to the bedroom, but there is nothing simple about this.  This is something we have talked about for a very long time.  You being here with me.  I hadn't really thought when you were sending pictures this morning that you would be coming here.  We never even spoke about the idea of this after a failed chance months and months ago.  I didn't know it was on your agenda until I received a text earlier saying you were trying to get there as soon as you can.  I almost hold my breath as you walk in to my bedroom.  You walk across the room, put your stuff down, and get to work like you've been here a hundred times.  When you let me know that we'll need a lighter at some point, I let my breath out as soon as I exit the room to grab a lighter.  You're still unpacking when I return.

Nice white dress.

I figured I should wear it.  I bought it for this.

Your compliment puts me at ease.  I pull the dress over my head to reveal my virginy white panties and bra.  The smile on your face is reward enough, but you move over to greet me for the first time since you arrived.  You pull me into your embrace and kiss me deeply.  Run your hand up into my hair, grabbing a fist and pulling my head back.  Not roughly, but with force you put me in a position to whisper into my ear.

I'm going to fucking ruin all your holes today.  I'm going to mark you badly.  You know that don't you?

Yes.

Get over to the bed and bend over.

I do as I'm told, but as I step up to the bed, I am pushed forcefully down into position.  You undo my bra strap and yank my panties down.  I step out of my panties and kick them to the side.  Pull up a little to pull my bra off, and am roughly pushed back down on the bed as soon as it's gone.  I'm given a hard smack to my ass and both of my arms are brought together behind my back.  A silk tie is weaved in and out of my arms above my elbow and then tied tight.  I already can't move, but a canvas belt is wrapped around my wrists that binds me tightly as well.  I can't move a centimeter.  I feel you watching as I try the restraints out for myself.  Looking for any play at all.

You won't be getting out of that will you?

The question isn't meant to be answered.  Another hard smack lands on my ass as if to answer that question itself.

Let me check how we're doing down here.

You slip your fingers down between my legs to feel how wet I am.  Spread my juices around.  I'm not sure at what point you managed to get undressed, but as I reach my bound hands out for you, I can feel your body heat radiating from you so I know you're naked.  Another hit to my ass, this one from your belt and then you start the invasion of my pussy.

Taking your time as you force your way in.  Teasing me with your delicious cock until you burst through.  I open my palms so I can feel your body with each thrust.  I want to pull you into me harder, and struggle against the restraints.  They are holding me in place, locking me into this helpless position.  As good as it feels, it's not enough to keep my mind from wondering.  I ache to move and to feel you and to block the thoughts that are filling my head.  The finality of this day.  I would plead with you to fuck me harder, fuck the thoughts out of my head, but I can't get the words out.  The torture of this moment doesn't last much longer before you pull out and start to command me.

Get down on your knees and clean me up.

Not an easy task without my hands to help me with my balance.  As soon as I hit my knees, you grab my hair tight on the top of my head and shove your dick in my mouth.  Fucking my mouth until I gag.  I can taste myself on you, and as I'm taking that in, I realize that I am back here, with only you.  My mind clear again.  You pull out of my mouth and rub my face up and down each side of your soaking wet shaft so that I can lick up every bit of it, smearing my face with my own juices and spit.  Shove your cock in once more and fuck me until I gag and then let go of my head.

Good girl…You wanna try?

You're holding your dick up and out of the way and I know what you are talking about.  It was on my list.  I open as wide as I can and take your balls in, as far as I can, and then suck to take in more.  I don't have the use of my hands, so I don't have a way to help them in any farther.  I know that I don't have both in my mouth at the same time, that is obvious to me.  This will not get marked off the list, but I'm glad I tried.  I play with them both for the last time, keeping an eye on you while you work yourself so closely to my face.  I see a dark twinkle in your eye and you grab me by the hair again and order me to get up, while pulling me up by my hair. 

Where's the ball gag?

It's over there in the bag.

The bag sitting on the nightstand by the bed, and I watch as you pull stuff out of the bag searching for the new ball gag.  Leather cuffs and zip ties.  You smile and look at me with the revelation of the zip ties.

Zip ties??

I told you I wanted it to hurt.

I say it as matter of factly as possible.  I know we won't use them today since my wrists are already bound, but it was worth the look on your face alone when you saw them.  You finally find the ball gag and pull it out of the bag.

Where's your toy?

In the bottom drawer.

I put it on the charger in the drawer and forgot to bring it out for today.  You pull it out and unplug it.  It needs to be unlocked once it's off the charger, so I kind of try to take it from you with my arms and wrists still bound and hold the buttons down until in unlocks. 

Here.  Let me untie you so you can fuck yourself with your toy.

I bend back over the bed to allow you access to my arms.  You work to undo the restraints but it doesn't come easy, it almost never does.  They are on very well today, and I lay quietly to take in my last time being tied up for you.  Once my arms are free, I shake them out a bit and rest them by my head.

Lift your head up.  You can bit down on this while I fuck your ass.

The ball gag is strapped to my head and then I'm allowed to drop back to the bed.  I can feel a bit of panic rise in me as I try it out.  My mouth locked open may be too much for me.  The panic is still rising, when I hear your command.

Put your toy in.  Now.

With the command comes the welcomed distraction from the rising panic.  I reach over to the toy and bring it down between my already shaky legs.  The toy slips in very easily having just been stretched by your thick cock.  Once it is all the way in, and the petal is resting against my clit, I wait.  The familiar spit on my spread ass signals your cock is ready to take me.  This time I don't rush you and let you have full control, pushing slowly into me.  Not an easy job with the toy already in place. 

Take it.

I'm taking deep breaths to help allow full access, but it just isn't going to happen.  Try a few more thrusts and then pull out to try again.  Spit on me again, and then push in, this time it's just right and you are in deep.  So deep that I instinctively rise up on my tippy toes to keep from taking it all in at once.

Put your fucking back down and take my cock.

I'm roughly pushed down and fucked hard until I relax into it.  I grip the bed tightly as my back is pushed down and held firmly in place while you pound me.  I'm still fighting it a bit when I hear you command me again.

Turn the toy on.  I want to feel the vibration.

I hit the button and hold for the required amount of seconds, and it feels like forever.  1…2…3…4.  The vibrator comes to life, and I drop down the side of the bed a little to give the toy room to work.  Your moans get a little louder when I increase the speed one level.  I can already feel little convulsions rising in me quickly.  I have no need to move the toy at all, I'm simply holding it in place while your balls hit the hilt hard enough to drive the toy into me.  It's perfection.  I hear you ask a question, but my answer is all garbled, so you take the ball gag off and ask again.

What am I doing?

Fucking my ass.

Just as tight as the first time I fucked your little ass.  Don't you wish you had another cock in your mouth right now?

I can't really answer.  There is no chance that my mouth could form intelligent words right now, but my mind screams air tight!!  In response to the excitement of that vision in my head, I try to move the toy a bit, but it doesn't budge.  I can't fight the force of your relentless thrusts.  Then you pull out slowly and tell me you want to get the camera.  Once I'm empty and the toy has a chance to move, it instantly triggers a series of convulsions that barely leaves me standing. 

Having missed the quake of my body, you return and ask me to spread my cheeks for you to re-enter.  This is no small feat.  I need to use both hands to spread my cheeks for you and clench my just wrecked pussy hard enough to keep the buzzing toy in place.  I hold my breath as if it helps me suck the toy in, and spread myself as wide as possible since I am assuming you are videoing.  Our moans and whispered yesses fill the room once you are back in, and we're back to deep filling thrusts in moments.  My clit is punished again as the toy as pinned tight to it.

Where's my cock?

Ah…It's in…Ah…My ass.

How deep am I in your ass?

Deep in. 

My replies are ragged between moans and panting.  I'm kind of surprised that I can get my answers out at all.  A series of smacks to my ass with your hand brings small oh gods to my mouth between moans and a smile to my face. 

Do you want to get on your back so you can see?

You pull out again very slowly, and the toy slips from its pinned position and several more small convulsions rake through my body.  You clean yourself up while I remove the toy, get on my back and pull myself down the bed into position.  No orders needed.  You step back up to me with camera in hand and push your cock deep into my cunt.  Thrust into me a few times to get going.  Pulling against the side of the bed, I pull myself down onto you since your hands are full, and then reach out to run my hand down your chest just as your questions come.

Where'd you get that big 'ole fucking bruise on your thigh right there?

You bit me…Hard.

You ready for me to fuck your ass some more?

Yeah.

Yeah?  You want to double pen your pussy while I fuck your ass?

My reply comes out as a whispered yes between moans. 

Once you are satisfied with the video segment, you put the camera down and pick up the white candle stick.  It's the very one we used last time.  Familiar drip marks have forever altered the shape of the candle, the way our encounters have forever altered me.  You light the candle while you still pound away at my pussy and I wait to be further altered just one last time. 

The candle seems to take no time at all to start dripping.  Like it's as excited for this as I am.  As the first few drips spread across my left nipple, I cry out.  It seems like my body is in a very sensitive state today, every sensation seems to be on a higher level, so it burns much more this time than last, but I crave it even more.  Cry out again as the wax hits my right nipple, spreading across the whole breast.  I know what's coming next.  I asked for this specifically since it didn't happen last time.  You are still fucking me hard, but I tear my eyes away from that vision so that I can watch the look on your face as you drip the wax on my clit.  It hits and lights my whole body up with a stinging pleasure.  It feels like a ton of wax pouring from a little candle as it drip down to my slit from my clit.  I cry out again, but this time in ecstasy.  This feels better than I could have imagined it would.  Still pounding fiercely as you go through another round of wax play, and then quickly blow the candle out and toss it on the night stand.  Carefully clean all the wax off of my clit and the surround, then pull me down into your arms and fuck the shit out of me.  All while you assault my mind with how you know I like to make the videos so that I can share them and get off on all my friends rubbing their pussies or jacking off to me.  You are slamming into me and that spot over and over again.

Yeah, that's the spot…Come on.  Squirt all over my dick.

I'm in too much pain.  Again, my body seems overly sensitive today and for the first time ever, I cry out for you to stop.

Stop!  Please stop!  I can't take it anymore!

Yes you fucking can!  Get down here and take it!

You pull me the fuck back down the bed and push in and up a few more times, before I scream out again.  The plea surprises me as much as it does you.  I've never asked you to stop before, but as soon as you realize that I'm serious you stop immediately and pull out.  Stroke yourself while you admire your handy work and let me have a moment's rest.

Are you saying you are done with me?

Your question comes as you are pushing into my ass again.  A welcomed changed for sure. 

No.  I'm not done with you.

My reply comes out in almost whimper, but I am sure as fuck not done with you.  There are still things left on my list god damn it.  My pussy can have a breather, but that bitch better get back in the game.  Fucking my ass deep already and I am pulled back into your world and out of my state of exhaustion.  My moans of pleasure fill the room once again.

Your pussy can't take it, but your ass sure can…Put the toy in.

I know there isn't enough room for the toy and for you to be as deep as I want you to be, but I'm game.  I grab the toy as you back up a bit without pulling all the way out.  The toy slips in easily enough, but there isn't much room for you to push in.  As the toy hits the final position with the petal against my clit, I turn it on and you get back to work.  With every thrust the toy is driven farther and farther into me.  I can already feel the shaking begin, so I close my eyes and drop my head back to the bed to help get lost in that moment.  I feel one of your hands slip from my waist and lock down onto my neck.  My eyes shoot open and drill into your own as your grip tightens.  The only noise is the buzzing and my strangled breath.  You fuck me like this to what feels like an inch of my life.  My body is heating up and my mind is going fuzzy.  I want to cum so badly like this, but I feel too full.  Can that be possible?  The buzzing is still drilling into me and your grip is still tight.  I'm getting close.  I want you to feel me convulse down onto your cock so badly, and just when I'm about to tip over, you rip the toy out and go back to fucking alone.

I'm not sorry for the interruption though.  I want you deep again.  I crave that feeling, and with me on my back, I can feel your body hit my pussy with every thrust.  You reach over to me and grab my nipples and pull hard, pulling me up off the bed and into you further.  In return, I reach down and grab your balls and smash them into me, digging my nails in a little just to see what you might do.

Can you feel my balls beating your ass?

I don't answer, but just smash them into me a little more and listen to your moans.  Then you push my whole body over on my side and fuck me hard while you press me down into the bed with all your weight.  The smacks come hard and furious to my ass.  I cry out with each one, but want more.  With the last smack, you suddenly pull out and let me go.

Come here.  Bend over the end of the bed.

As I move to the foot of the bed, you go over to the full length mirror and move it farther down the wall so that it frames our new position.  I'm already bent over the bed and watching you get things ready, and can see that I'm going to have the perfect view of you fucking me.  Something I never get to see, and also on my list.

Push into my soaking wet cunt, and drill me hard while I watch.  The body shot of you fucking me is so awesome.  I get to watch you bend down and put that gorgeous mouth on the welts that are already forming and kiss them gently.  It's a vision I won't soon be forgetting.  My knuckle has made into my mouth at some point, and I'm biting down hard when you put the camera next to me and tell me to hit record.  I let my finger go and try to hold the camera steady between thrusts and my panting.  An almost impossible job.  I giggle a little at how much I suck at this and then go right back to little moans of delight.

You like watching your little pussy get fucked?

Mmm…Oh yeah…It's awesome.

A few more delicious thrusts and another hard smack to my ass sends shockwaves of electricity through my body.  I moan loudly and relax further into the bed.  Your hand comes down into my view, stops the video and takes the camera from me.

Lift your head.

I lift my head and your belt slips around my neck and then lay my head back down.  I watch intently in the mirror as the belt is pulled tight and used as leverage as you fuck me roughly.  My head is yanked up, and I choke hard, cutting my breath off completely.  Immediately the belt is let go and I am able to breath freely again.  It's not lost on me that you were not ok with me not being able to breathe at all.  As the belt is slipped off of my neck and I watch you fold it in half, I start to wonder about my future and if they would care that I can't breathe.  A firm swat to my ass with the belt shakes me loose of the future and brings me back to here and now.

I close my eyes to feel it all just a little bit more and hear your growled command.

Watch it!!

I open my eyes and go back to watching you fucking my ass so deep I can barely breathe.  Another smack to my ass with your bare hand and then you pull out, telling me to get down on the ground.  I lay down on my back in the middle of the floor.

Like this?

Yes, just like that.

I raise my arms up to move my hair out of the way just as you come down onto me, pinning my arms above my head with your knees, and your ass moving into position just above my face.  I raise my head and lick from your ass to your balls, until you reach your final destination and sit right down onto my face allowing me to get so deep in your asshole.  I shove my tongue in and lick that hole like I'm licking the last bit of ice cream out of the bowl.  And, those beautifully erotic sounds, they come from you.  I suck a little down onto that soft skin just outside as you grind your ass into me.

Is this what you wanted…Is this what you crave?

I don't answer, but I bite a little in response to your question and hear a moan in reply.

You thought that fucking two guys in the same day made you a whore, but it didn't.  What are you now?

I'm a whore.  I'm your whore.

Get in there you dirty little whore.

I do as I'm told and dig in again.  Plunging my tongue in and dragging it towards your balls.  And hear your moans fill the room.  One more time, this time dragging my teeth as well.  Then you get up and ask me to get on my knees in front of you while you are stroking yourself.

Get down there.

I take a moment to notice the camera in your hand, wipe my saliva from my face and dig into your balls once again.  I hear your approval with oh yeah, and moan into your balls myself.  Going at them like it's my last meal.  Reveling in their taste just one more time. 

Oh yeah…You're going to make me cum you little fucking whore.

I continue to moan into your balls only stopping to answer your questions breathlessly.

Oh yeah…Tell me what you want.

I want you to paint my face.

I've known since you walked into the room that this would be my chosen way to go out.  I know that you love it, I love it and I still get a taste because I won't be able to keep my greedy little mouth shut.  Just as I answer, you start to cry out fuck over and over, so I close my eyes and open my mouth.  My reward is imminent.  As your cum hits my face, I moan again at the beauty of that final moment.  Swallowing every once in a while as the cum spreads with the sweet sound of your fucks echoing through the room.

Get every last drop…Yeah, get it.

I don't need to open my cum filled eyes to find your cock.  I can sense it and immediately sink my mouth down on to the shaft.  Sucking a few times, and then lick the shaft a few more to get every bit.  Moaning with the thought that this will be the last time your cock is in my mouth.

Good Girl.

As we clean up, you share that you thought about pushing my limits today.  About putting me in the bath tub, and peeing in my mouth.  You're right, that would have pushed me, but I probably would have done it.  All I can think is I wish you has said something before and for fuck’s sake I'm going to miss us.

The Flight Suit

I've come equipped with all the toys, but as I lay my bag at the foot of your bed, I already know that we really don't have time to play.  Today will be somewhat rushed.  Not ideal as a goodbye fuck, but if that is what it ends up being, it is what it is.  I was over visiting with you earlier this morning and we had a chance to discuss a goodbye fuck and what if today didn't happen.  Quite frankly, our last encounter rocked my world, so I would be sad not to be able to be with you again but satisfied with how we played out.  However, I got to share that I have all next weekend to myself in the hopes that you could be available as well.  Take some pressure off of us to try and fit something in this week with our crazy schedules.  With so much on your plate, I wasn't really holding my breath though.  Then I saw the wheels turn in your head and the smile spread across your face, and now I can't help but to hold my breath.  I really want one.  I don't want to be rushed or interrupted.  I'm not going to lie, I want it to be epic.  But this is our reality and our life, not some storybook affair.  If today hadn't happened or next weekend doesn't, we had such a good ride, I could hardly complain.  But while I hunger for next weekend, today will still be awesome.  I know that for sure.

We are still visiting a bit while you are walking around the room with clothes in your hand.  I have no clue what you are doing, but I'm intrigued.  Then you come close enough to me to see the army green.  It’s the flight suit.  We've talked about your old flight suit many times.  I've so badly wanted to see it on you since you first mentioned you had it months ago.  I honestly didn't think it would happen.  Just one of those things we talk about.  You were going to have to dig it out of the attic and with everything on your plate, it seemed like a long shot.  I am so fucking excited, I couldn't wipe the smile from my face even if I tried. 

Do you want me to put it on now, or later?

Now, please.

I sink own on the corner of your bed that is in front of the full length mirror as I watch you shaking it out.  I realize that I brought the toys, but nothing to change into for you.  I should be wearing all white or the corset and thigh highs I was in yesterday, but I just wasn't thinking.

Sorry, I didn't bring anything to put on for you.

You just look at me sweetly and say it's ok.  I can't help but to hope that I get to wear those things for you though.  I rest my head on the footboard and watch you step into the suit.  It's been over a decade since you put the suit on, and as you pull it up over your shoulders, I'm completely swooning.  Soaking wet and aching to rip it off of you again.  I get off the bed and make my way over to you.  I place my hands on your collar to adjust it a bit, and I feel a little bit woozy again.  You look amazing.  Powerful.  Green is definitely your color.  I run my hands down your chest to the zipper and trace it with my fingers.  Wishing I could somehow climb in there with you, but you interrupt the thought as you turn to walk away from me.  You head back into your closet and bring out a bag.  It's full of your patches and other mementos.  I sit on the side of the bed closest to you and watch you go through them all.  I glance at each item, but I'm mostly watching you as you go through the memories.  Then you put them all back in the bag and turn to me.

Do you know what the best part of this suit is?

What?

The zipper. 

With that, you pull the zipper all the way down as you step over to me and pull out your cock.  I immediately shove it in my mouth.  Sucking madly, wondering what it would have been like if it had been back then.  In our younger days.  I bring my free hand up and place it on your ass pulling you further into me.  I can't seem to get you deep enough to satisfy my need for you right now.  I like the feel of the suit in my hand though, and I'm rewarded with a good girl that makes me melt even more. 

Which of your holes do you want fucked first today?

I pull myself from you to answer that it's a difficult decision, that they are all so good.  You step away from me, and all I can see is your fucking huge cock sticking out of the flight suit.  I want to sink on to it and make a mess of the suit.  My inner sub is just begging for permission just as you are pulling the suit off.

Get up, get that dress off…Actually the dress can stay on…

Before you can finish the thought, you roughly bend me over the bed, pull my dress up and yank my panties down.  I watch you between my legs as you fight to get the rest of your clothes off as quickly as possible.  Step up behind me, caress my ass as you take me in, and then I feel your mouth on my right ass cheek.  It feels like you run your tongue across it and then rest your full mouth on me, sucking just a little.  I'm in heaven, but all I really want is for you to sink your teeth into me.  I'm hungry for something that I didn’t even know I wanted.  After that quick kiss to my ass, you back up and push your cock in easily.

So wet today.  Did you get this wet while you were thinking about what you would do with two of me?

Yes. 

Which is true, but not why I'm so wet right now. You're referring to an earlier conversation about needing a clone to get everything that sent me down a dirty rabbit hole of lust.  No, this is all from the flight suit and the effort you put into it just for me.

I see you are wearing my mark from earlier.

I don't answer and just smile to myself while I remember the nice swat to my ass during my earlier visit.  I wanted to be able kiss you so bad when you hung out with me this past weekend but we were in public, so between the deep fucking kiss and the firm swat earlier, I would have been a happy girl today.  This is far more than I had expected.

I'm going to fuck your pussy and get you good and wet before I fuck your ass…Do you remember the first time I fucked your ass?

I barely get out my yes between ragged breaths.  You feel amazing already and I'm so hungry after so many weeks between sessions that I can barely stay focused on your questions.

You like when I fuck all of your holes, don't you?

Again my yes spills out between breaths as your pounding picks up.

I'm glad I'm going to have more time next weekend to handle you properly before I leave.

I don't comment.  I'm so glad too though.  You pull out slowly and leave me empty and aching for more.  You step up to me once more, spreading my cheeks to spit on me.  The spit runs slowly down the crack of my ass as you spread it around casually fingering my ass to start stretching me.  Getting me ready for you.

Do you remember the first time I fucked your ass?

Yes.

You were scared.

Have your seen the size of your cock?  You would be scared too. 

It was true that I was scared.  The thing about that is, I love being a little scared with you.  I know no matter what I'll be fine, that you have me.  Being a little scared just means I'm going to doing something awesome.  I love when you push me past my limits, and that can't happen without being a little scared.  In fact, I really hope I get a chance to be scared with you at least one more time.

But you took it.

Just then you push hard into me, easily making it in and on to the last barrier.  My hands have found their way up to my hair and are pulling tight as you push in further.  I take a deep breath and let it out, relaxing all of me as you push through the second barrier.  As you break through, my body melts into the bed and the thrusts.  Almost as if I don't exist anymore at all.

You know just how to take me deep now.

I moan in agreement.  Yes this comes very easy to me now.  I hunger for the feeling all the time.  I pull my back up a little so I can see between my legs.  I love watching the way your balls hang down and beat my pussy with each of your thrusts.  Like a fucking mind reader, you ask me if I like that very thing just as I reach back and smash them into me.  I let them go and run my hands up to give my clit a loving rub sending jolts though me. 

Pulling out of me and stepping back, you order me to spread my cheeks so you can get a good look at me.  I spread them as far as part as possible and don’t have to wait long before hearing your approvals.  You spit hard on to me and push fully in again.  This time I push hard back into you, rushing as usual and drop my hands from my ass to pull you into me, earning me a gruff warning.

I didn't tell you to put your fucking hands down.  Get them back up there and spread them…Yes like that.  You like when I fuck you in the ass don't you?

Yes.

You growl at me about the answer I just gave, but I don't catch it between the sound of the fan and a hard smack to my ass.  I just repeat over and over that I love it.  Getting quieter with each pass of the phrase, as I lose myself in the continuous rhythm.  Another question comes, and this time I catch none of it.  I hate having to reply with what, but I have to.  You ask the question again, and I still miss all of it.  Your invasion of my ass is getting more and more fierce and I'm hesitant to ask you to repeat it a third time, but I do.  This time you are much louder, but the fan is breaking up your words before they get to me.  It sounds like you are asking what I do when you fuck my ass.  Only because I'm not sure that is exactly what you are asking, I squelch the urge to yell I fucking take it.  Two more hard smacks land on each side of my ass.

I don't have to worry about leaving marks do I?

No.

Another firm smack comes to my right side and I cry out.  It lands harder than any smack you have ever given me before.  I whimper small fucks as you continue to beat your cock into my ass.  I grip the bed and push hard back into you to soften the blows.  As I lie there taking it all, I wonder for a moment about stopping you so I can grab the vibrator for a little DP icing on the cake.  The vibrator is so far away though and I couldn't talk my ass out of stopping anyway.  You grab both of my wrists, shaking from my DP daydream, and pull them back hard using them to pull me into you over and over again.  The kind of fucking that is both punishing and exactly what I need.  The kind that takes control of my whole body and reminds me of who I belong too and just how you plan to use every bit of me.

You pull out slowly and order me onto my back so you can see it better, and then go grab a towel to clean yourself up a bit.  I shakily get up on the bed, rollover on my back, scooting down the bed for you.  I know you'll want to admire your handy work, so I spread my legs and wait for your return.  As you approach the bed, you pick up my panties to see if they are marked to your satisfaction.  You make no further comments and toss them on the nightstand.  Turning your attention back to me, you ask me to keep spreading my pussy for you.  I wet my fingers and run them through the slit as I spread my lips for you.  The fan is drying me out quickly, but I keep going, putting on a little show for you.  I see a smile spread across your face and I know what has your attention, and it isn't my freshly fucked pussy.

You wore your ring today too.

Yes.  I smile slyly with my reply, because I know how much you like me wearing my wedding rings.  I don't really know why you like it, but I don't have to understand to want to do it for you anyway.  Dragging me down the bed and into your arms, I hear you say something about fucking my smooth pussy.  Push hard into me and find my spot immediately.  I try to keep eye contact, but I am drawn to the action instead.

I'm hitting the same spot I use to make you squirt.

God yes.

You push in and up a few more times while you tell me how you can't wait to paint my pretty little face.  I'm left with only moans to voice my approval, and I resist the urge to ask for it harder.  I'll get more than what I'm looking for for sure.  Instead I settle for something tamer.

You feel so fucking good babe.

Yeah?

Yes.

Without warning you pull out and push into my ass swiftly.  There are no barriers to breakthrough this time, so you just go back to fucking me good and deep.  You have never fucked my ass while I'm on my back.  I'm kind of loving it, except that I feel like my breasts are far to exposed.  I'm used to them pressed into the bed or better yet, into the cold hard table.  I let go of my firm grip on the bed to smash my tits back into me until I feel less exposed. 

Rub your pussy for me.

I put my hand down and find I'm dry as can be from the damn fan.  Even worse, my mouth is dry from the constant panting driven by your relentless fucking.  I find that I can at the very least lick my fingers.  I do so and bring them back down to rub. Sending gentle jolts of electricity though me as I do and earn another good girl.  I keep bringing my fingers up to my mouth for a lick before bringing them back down.  All while you are pounding away at my ass.  The determination builds and the force you are putting on my legs is increasing to a torturous level so you move to a new position placing your hands beside me on the bed.  Hovering just above me looking directly into my eyes.  You are so close, that it's driving the need for you to be closer.  I wonder if you'll choke me again, and get a little lost in the thought.  Your hand wrapped tightly around my neck with your huge cock fucking my ass would probably be too much and I would pass out from the pleasure alone.  Once I pull my focus back to the situation, all I know for sure is that I need you closer to me, so I wrap my hands around your neck pulling hard with each thrust.  It's hot in the room as it is, but when you get closer, I feel like we might just melt as the heat from our bodies combine to an unbearable level.  You pull back up and the temperature changes immediately, but you are back to using me for leverage.  Pushing down on my thighs harder and harder with each fucking thrust.  I cry out a little and break your hold.  Your reply is simple and sweet as you pull out.

I know…turn over and get on your hands and knees.

I'm thankful the rest, but find it hard to move at all.  I finally get up on my hands and knees, scooting all the way to the edge of the bed and lock my feet against the bedframe for support.  I'm waiting patiently for you to enter me again.

You would have no problem with the big plug now.

Yeah, it would probably slip right in and immediately get lost. 

The reply comes with a little chuckle as I remember having to dig for it last time.  You move over to me and I feel your cock make its way in, so I sink back down deeply onto it.  This is such a great position.  I have a ton of leverage like this and I can ride your cock fast and hard.  Then your comment comes, and I know we're on the same page.

I like this position.  Let's me get really deep.  This is probably the deepest I've ever been.

Your hands spread my ass as you pull me down on to you over and over again.  I'm not sure you're in control though, as I feel like I'm the driving force behind the thrust this time and kind of revel in the power position.  I hold my breath and squeeze as hard as I can as I sink down onto you for a few thrusts.  I can hear it working as your moans drift over to me.  Driving my need to dive down more and more.  I reach back for your balls again and push them into me as I drag my hand from you to me past my wet cunt to my clit.  You hold me steady and pull out very slowly and leave me empty again while you wipe yourself with the towel.

I'm dripping wet babe.

Come get on your knees and suck my balls.

I gingerly get off the bed and into position, as I feel myself run down my legs.  I pull one of your balls in, tug and then swirl my tongue around before letting it go.  Your hand brushing my face as you work yourself. 

You want a quick taste?

You grab my hair right at my forehead and bring my face around to the tip of your cock.  I suck eagerly at the tip.  Greedy for more.  I try to get another suck, but you deny me by pulling me roughly by my hair again, pushing me back into your balls.  I do so love it when you are rough with me.  I go back to feeding on your balls like a champ, giving each ball the deserved attention.  Just waiting for another taste of your cock.  You pull your balls from my mouth as you give me my next command.

Suck it Brandy.

I jump at the chance to fill my mouth with your thick warm cock.  Your hands wrap around my head and you fuck my mouth until I gag. 

Such a dirty girl for me today.  Taking my cock in your mouth right after I fuck your ass.

This isn't a thought that bothers me.  I'll take you however I can get you.  I gag a couple more times before you let go of my head for an answer to your next question.

Where do you want me to cum?

I thought you were going to paint my face.  As I answer, it strikes me funny that I'm not really looking at you.  I'm still gazing at your cock while you are working yourself.  In fact, I find my reply is actually directed to your cock.  As if I'm mesmerized.

Yes, but you have somewhere to be afterwards.

True…then I want to drink it.  Please.

Get down low…there.  Open your mouth.

I close my eyes so I can better hear your sweet release.  My mouth fills with cum and some of it drips from my chin to my legs.  Like you can't help to paint me a little.  I swallow and then lean forward to clean you up.  Suck you in from tip to shaft and you still feel so hard after your release, I run my tongue down the popped veins as you hold yourself tight, and then sink my mouth down the shaft once more before I finish.  I look up to you when I'm done to see the smile on your face.  I'm going to miss the reward of your smile after a job well done.  

Masturbation Monday Week 41