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
