Choke Me, Spank Me, Pull My Hair

by Nicety

  “Hey, uh, Starla.” Chino said as he finished his belt buckle.

  “Yes?”

  “Would you like to go get some lunch, you know, with me? I mean if that’s cool and all.”

  I smiled into his dreamy green eyes. “Yeah, sure.”

  Spank Me

  It was Friday. He always wore his purple tie on days we had to be in court. He looked so good standing before the judge speaking so intelligently. I loved to watch him work. It was something about it that I found profoundly sexy.

  My legs were crossed seductively even though it was hidden behind the waist height mahogany wood partition separating us. I did not want to be caught unappealing. It was not uncommon for me to join him in court since I was his paralegal but it was unusual for me to wear my pencil skirts so tight. I figured it was time to step my sexy up a notch after our steamy workplace encounter.

  "Alright, Starla. We're done for the day." Chino stated signaling for me to meet him in the hall while he chalked it up with his colleagues.

  My hand grabbed that black rollaway file cart so fast his head could have spun. I didn't want to seem overeager but I couldn't help it. Since the other day, all I could think about or dream about was his strong macho hands choking the shit out of me. I mean fucking. I said fucking, right? Well, I had to admit it was the most erotic thing I had ever experienced. There was no pain because he was as gentle as a bird but it still sent the rush and fear of being harmed through my body. I had never cum harder.

  "Starla." Chino called out, waving and breaking my train of thought. "This way."

  "Yes sir." I could tell he was eyeing how tight fitting my clothes were today. I had even done my makeup darker and extra slutty just for him.

  “Did you drive down here?”

  “Uh, no I actually parked at work and took the train. You know its kind of hard finding parking in downtown Chicago. You’re crazy to drive.”

  “I drove.”

  “Oh…” My foot was officially stuck in my mouth as I coolly looked away.

  “Anyway, we are going to take the rest of the day off. I’m going to the country club for a round of golf with the guys from the firm. But I can give you a ride back to your car if you need it.” He said standing there looking like he was fresh out of a GQ magazine.

  “Oh no. That’s okay. I’m sure I can manage. Go on and have your fun.”

  “No. I won’t allow it. Come with me.” Chino replied walking off headed towards the elevator to the underground parking garage.

  His forcefulness was sexy. I loved his take-charge attitude. If I were wearing any panties that day, I’m sure they would have been soaked by his strong manly finesse. In the garage, it seemed to be rather dark even though there were lights everywhere. Chino seemed to know exactly where he parked which was a good thing because I was not prepared to walk around the garage in four-inch heels. He walked right up to his slick black BMW, pressing the button on his key chain.

  “Get in.” He demanded as he reached for the heavy rollaway cart.

  He took it, popping the trunk and tossing it inside like it was a flimsy piece of paper along with his briefcase. I entered the car allowing my skirt to rise naturally hoping to be able to show him a little leg. When he entered the car, he turned the key and started the car. When he fiddled with the knobs on the console, I figured maybe he was trying to turn on some air conditioning since it was a scorching eighty degrees outside and sex in the car could create a sauna. He was such a gentleman. But when he reached for the gear and pulled off all of my hopes for an in car booty call flew right out the window. Imagine my disappointment. There I was with a flaming wet pussy and nobody to extinguish it.

  “I gotta make a stop first. I hope that’s okay.” Chino said licking those fine thin lips of his.

  “Yeah, sure. I don’t mind.”

  I did mind. I didn’t want to make any stops but somewhere in the cut so I could get fucked. I needed his warm embrace, his fingertips on my tits, and his tongue in my mouth. My body yearned for his thick tanned dick inside of me pounding away, rubbing it up against my walls. But as he turned the corner, I realized it was not going to happen today. It got me wondering, would it ever happen again?

  “Okay. I’ll be right back.” He said a short time later parking and exiting the car quickly.

  “Okay.” I responded as I shot him a fake smile then the door closed. “I don’t believe this shit.”

  Needless to say, my mind was heated to the fiftieth power. I was so focused on my own emotions that I didn’t even see where he had dipped off. As soon as I looked out of my passenger side window, a uniformed man came tapping on it gently.

  “Yes.” I asked pushing the button to crack the window slightly.

  “Hi, ma’am. Um, I was told to park your car.”

  “What? Excuse me? Who told you to park this car?”

  “Well, the owner, ma’am. He told me to park the car and tell you to head upstairs to room 614.”

  “Wha…upstairs?” It was then that I finally paid attention to my surroundings.

  We were parked in front of the Ritz Carlton next to the Water Tower Place. The more I looked around the more the area became familiar to me. This was the place he took all of his previous hoes. The place I had inadvertently booked for him when he said he was golfing with the guys and needed a place close by the courthouse on the days he wanted to play before a trial or hearing. It was also the place where he spent countless hours with many of his other whores and now I was about to be one of them.

  I exited the car allowing the valet attendant to do his job then entered the hotel as ordered headed for the room number he had given me. I wondered if this was the exact same room as well. My feet entered the elevator, pressing the number to the sixth floor but my mind was still stuck struggling to get out of the car. Walking out of the elevator and up to the room door, I could not help but lower my head to prevent myself from letting out a faint sob. My intentions were not to sleep with him to become the next Ritz whore under his belt. I had hoped to be much more than that, at least to him.

  “Hey, come on in.” He said opening the door.

  I hadn’t even knocked on it but I guess he had sensed my presence. I plopped down on the beautiful fluffed comforter unable to enjoy its beauty. My head fell into my hands as I grappled to maintain my composure.

  “Why did you bring me here?” I asked fighting back tears.

  “Because. I wanted to give you more than just the hard wooden top of my desk. We can do more in a bed don’t you think.”

  “But why did you bring me here?” My voice was rising by no fault of my own; it was my hormones, my impulse. “I mean, this is where you bring all of your whores, Chino. I’m not a whore.”

  “I know you’re not a whore, Starla. Have I ever treated you like that? I don’t talk to you like I did those other tramps. You’re special, you know that.” He responded kneeling down in front of me wiggling his way in between my legs.

  “Is this the same room?”

  “Of course not.”

  “Don’t fucking lie to me Chino! Is this the same room?”

  “Never! You know I wouldn’t do that to you.”

  That bit of knowledge did make me feel a little better and even more so when he wiped the falling tears from my eyes. Chino leaned in grabbing me by the back of my neck firmly, kissing me passionately on the lips. I cannot recall ever having a kiss so lovely. I gently wrestled my tongue with his while he carefully unbuttoned my silk blouse. His tantalizing fingertips brushed my side down my waist and then around to my backside unzipping my skirt. I wiggled as he kneeled further pulling my skirt down to my feet while planting his nose against my bare skin taking a whiff of my lady flower. He closed his eyes savoring the scent of lavender in the morning as my heels stepped out of my fallen skirt.

  Chino got up on the bed without removing his clothes, only his tie, and unbuttoning his shirt a little. He just laid there staring up at the wall as if he were waiting on me to help them
off of him so I moved in for the kill. As soon as I touched his belt buckle he immediately snatched my hands.

  “Chino. Chino you’re hurting me.” I said lightly trying not to ruin the mood, hoping he would let up.

  “Sorry. I, uh, don’t want you to touch me.” He replied hesitantly.

  I could clearly see that his dick was dying to burst through his pants. He wanted me that much was certain, but he was acting as if he didn’t. “Why are we here if you don’t want me to touch you?”

  “Because I want to try something I’ve never tried before.”

  “Oh yeah. What’s that?” I snickered climbing on top of him sending pecks from my lips through his clothes.

  “I want you to sit on my face.” Chino breathed heavily.

  “Oh, um, are you sure? Are you sure you will like that?”

  “I don’t know. But I’m sure gonna find out.”

  I crawled up his body and sat on his face without additional hesitation. It felt a little awkward at first but as soon as I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, I was riding the shit out of his tongue wanting to spew my goodness all in his mouth like a faucet. I waited for him to tap out, to beg for me to stop smothering his nose with my colossal sized ass cheeks, but he didn’t. Instead he reached around my waist with his strong beefy arms and grabbed my ass pulling it up as high in the air as it would go. Then he gripped the cheeks in his palms like firm basketballs. He forced me forward on all fours allowing my entire pearl tongue to fall effortlessly in his mouth separating it from its lips. My hips swayed in a circle, rotating his face like a carousel urging the cum up out of me.

  “Oh my gosh! I’m…” I couldn’t even get the words out of my mouth before he had sucked the creamy drippings from my clit.

  The trembling from my legs begged for him to stop to give me time to breathe but his tongue beat against my clit like it was destined to win a fight. I attempted to jump off really quickly to rip away from him like a Band-Aid but he interlocked his fingers locking my waist down. He wasn’t done with me yet. But I wasn’t prepared to let him win.

  “You wanna play, baby?” I smirked sitting up and reaching back digging down in his pants and grabbing hold of his long fat dick, massaging it in my hand. “Let’s play.”

  “Mmmm.” It was all he could get out.

  I felt him tell my pussy no as he shook his head, tongue lashing it death. I felt my cum build up in my clit once more but I was determined to get him before he got me. I stroked his dick with one hand backwards but it was not fazing him the way that his tongue was affecting me. He yanked my hand out from inside of his pants and forced me back down on all fours. Angry, he reached for his tie and wrapped it around both of my hands pulling tightly to bind them. He yanked it making sure I was under his control and could no longer break the rules. Chino moaned deeply as he bounced my ass on his face in a rhythmic motion.

  The tips of his tongue flicked the very tip of my pearl, vibrating like I was on top of a washing machine. My eyes rolled in the back of my head and my head tilted up towards the ceiling. I couldn’t feel my legs; I think they went numb from the pleasure or something. My heavy panting sped up as my moans increased. Boulders of sweat formed on my skin rotating all the way down my body as I pinched my nipples gently. My hips swayed over his mouth effortlessly like I was a professional rider unafraid to let go of my inhibitions and insecurities and as I released hard into his mouth…

  “Ahh!” I relaxed my head leaning it down releasing a deep breath.

  Chino forcefully pushed my waist off of his face breathing like he had been underwater for an hour. I looked down to find him licking his lips savoring every drop of me that had spewed onto him, even the ones still dripping from me. He looked up at me noticing my concern. His disposition, on the other hand, did not look pleased.

  "You haven't cum enough. Why are you holding back?" He barked.

  "I'm not holding back, baby. I'm trying. I really am."

  "Try harder you nasty slut."

  With those words, I planted my snatch back on his face angrily. I was not a nasty slut and had never been called one ever in my life. But right now if he wanted a slut he was most definitely going to get one. The humming sound he made vibrated throughout my body gradually, as I remained on all fours breathing heavily like a wild animal in the cold wilderness. I wanted to bust so hard in his mouth that he began drowning in my wetness. But no matter how hard I tried I just could not get my body to the point of no return.

  I rode him fast, and then I slowed it down a notch and still nothing. Every attempt to dismount was blocked by his strong willed determined grip. The strength and power in his tongue was waning and it was becoming more apparent that he needed to rest. It was admirable that he wanted to be the Energizer Bunny and continue on with his quest but the truth was he had flicked his tongue one minute too long. As I sat there with my ass in the air sitting on his face, I began to tap out. Not for my sake but for his. I tapped him on the top of his head gently to let him know to stop. He gave it the old college try and that's all I could ask for even though I did want to cum harder than a rapper at a million dollar prize rap battle.

  "Chino...Chino, baby wait a minute." The words reluctantly flew from my mouth.

  In actuality, I didn't want to let him stop. Shit even the best lickers had to start somewhere. He was good, damn good, but he needed to build his stamina up before he came back trying to hang with me again. My pride and desires aside, I was willing to cut the man some slack and give his tongue the rest it deserved. He tried and that’s all I could ask of him I suppose. The big O would have to wait until he stuck his thick tanned beef into my throbbing brown pussy.

  “Chino. Chino stop, honey.” My lips cringed.

  “Mmhmm.” He mumbled.

  He misunderstood me. I wasn’t calling his name in ecstasy; I was trying to relieve him of his duties. Chino reached his large hand up gripping my ass cheeks firmly then rose it up in the air and back down delivering a strong blast to my backside that sent chills through my spine. He repeated the same thrust and bang with his hand but this time on my other cheek and it felt just as sadistic as the last. Over and over again he distributed the beating to my backside forcing my hips to rotate seeking relief each time. By the fifth time he had slapped my ass I was hooked. He massaged as he spanked me giving me time to recover from the last blow.

  My body got hotter than a Sahara Desert and I began to shake like a stripper at the club during last call. I felt a jolt of electricity flow and run through my body as my eyes rolled back and I simply felt an amazing tingly feeling everywhere. I felt sexy, confident, aroused, and silky as I slipped into an awakened coma. I was ready. My temple was ready. I wanted to secrete my womanly essence all in his mouth, on his cheeks, and even on his forehead. I wanted to drown him in the love that had filled my body for years for him. I grabbed by tits rotating two fingers around them escalating my pleasure from the pain of his spankings.

  “Spank me harder, baby!”

  It was like a drug to me now. I needed it, craved it, and loved it. My veins were pumped full of bliss and lust sending me on a natural high. I rode this man’s face like I was on a stallion or wild bull and he took it. He moved with me, gyrating becoming one with my vessel never skipping a beat with his spankings. Chino was teaching me a lesson, a very fine one that I would sooner desire again. His tongue beat against my clitoris extensively, peeling back the skin feverishly pummeling my pearl and with every beating he administered I could feel my clit grow. My breathing was erratic, I felt light headed and my teeth clenched together grinding themselves.

  “Spank me harder!” I demanded forcefully until…

  Chino let go of the tie wrapped around my hands and spanked my ass with both hands palming my cheeks and bouncing me up and down on his tongue. My brain flooded and my body quivered and everything in the room went silent.

  “Aaiieeeee!” My lips expressed in between my heavy panting.

  There was an explosion like none other
in between my legs but it moved in complete silence. The only noise was from the high-pitched squeal my voice released. I was broken. Chino sucked gently on my clitoris making sure he slurped and swallowed every last drop of me. All I could do was hunch over and ball up, taking every bit of the continuous vibrating pleasure like a champ. I rose from him gradually hoping not to send my body into shock as I ripped myself from his pleasure then rolled over curled up like a young adolescent.

  “You happy now?” Chino asked moving in to spoon and kiss my frontal space.

  “Maybe.” I replied playfully.

  “Mmmm. I think you are. It tasted like you were.” Chino laughed and tasted his lips as he slapped my ass one final time before heading to the bathroom.

  I reciprocated the laugh and smiled brighter than the sun as I shifted my body to lie on my back completely spread out. My eyes focused on the milky white ceiling as my pussy began to throb once more but this time it yearned for a good old fashioned pounding, preferably from the back so I can get my spanking fix. It was unbelievable to me that he had given me something I had never in life had before and now it was all I could think about. The lesson he taught my ass stung like honey bees but was the most sensual influence I needed to reach my ultimate climax. Secretly I thanked him as I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply in total satisfaction. As I lay there daydreaming and debating whether or not I should join him in the shower to complete my fulfillment, I could not help but wonder why the thought did not dawn on me sooner. He could have very well been using those same controlling seductive moves on the whores he brought to this hotel before me. Nonetheless, I decided to put those thoughts aside, for now, and go get me some sultry wet action in the form of standing doggy style.

  Pull My Hair

  “Hey, Jake and Lauren want us to come over for game night. You wanna go or should I tell them you’re too busy for that too?”