by Ayers, Suzy
She took a deep breath that shuddered as she drew it in. She flushed it out and lay back down. “Good job Spencer, another.” She pointed to the condoms on the bedside table.
“Yes, Mistress. How?”
“You tell me what you want. Anything you want.” She came behind him while he turned to reach for the condom she began to unbutton his pants.
“I want to please you.”
“What would please me is to make your fantasy come true.” She took the condom. “Tell me what you want.”
“Please Crystal. I mean-” She touched his lips still coated with her sweet come and stopped him from saying more. She removed her pearl outfit and dropped it and the crop to the floor.
“Anything.” She looked at him. “Well, I’m only one girl so you’ll have to be happy with that.” Her lips curled into a playful smile.
He kissed her, forced his soft tongue that tasted like her inside. “You’re all I need. You taste like honey, you look like a rock star and you talk dirtier then any girl I’ve ever been with.” His full weight bore on top of her.
“So anal?” She offered.
He laughed and his head pulled back again to gaze down at her.
“Oral? Both?” A grin came over his face as he looked down at her. “Your wish is my command.” She insisted.
“Wait.” He looked at her. “Just how many times can you? Orgasm I mean?” She shrugged.
And there he went again; this time he tested the anal waters. He probed his finger inside her slot and then into her ass. She lay there, stared directly into his eyes and enjoyed every second.
“Yes Spencer please, faster.” She bucked on his face, and began to feel that burn that soreness on her pussy. But it was met with an equal burn; desire and need to come again. His fingers slid and rubbed between the layers of skin inside her.
“Fuck yes!” She cried out as that pain pleasure mixture finally gave way to an orgasm.
Finally it was his turn. He rolled her still sleepy body to her stomach, sleepy from orgasmic overload. “Ready?”
“Wait, I thought oral first?”
“Tomorrow.” He winked.
“Oh you think sooo…” He slid inside her slit as she spoke. “Oh my!” He was large. “I’m not sure Spencer.” She looked back. He continued to thrust into her and hit her cervix so hard inside. He had to hold her up she was so weak in the knees. “Spencer, oh sweet Jesus.” He reached around and spun her clit lightly in circles. She jumped in overstimulation. “I can’t take it.” She had tears now. “Oh please.” She cried, but he didn’t relent. The tortuous pleasure continued. She kept drawing breaths in; she couldn’t breathe. Then she began to scream until, “Holy Shit!” finally escaped her lips.
He pulled out still raging hard. He massaged her anus with his thumb. “Spencer,” She was still trying to catch her breath. “I’m really not sure.” She looked over her shoulder at him. He leaned down and began to lick from her dripping pussy from her taint to her tight ass. He pressed his tongue inside. “Oh yeah, yes.” She pressed her face into the pillow. She felt every nerve ending that had yet to be excited now be ignited. How could this even be possible? She had lost track of how many orgasms she had. Was it five or six? Who cares. Her teeth clenched as his penis head flared inside her. She mumbled some swears into the pillow and he ripped it away.
“I need to hear you Mistress. Am I pleasing you?” He still hadn’t moved any further.
“Get the fuck inside me!” She pushed her ass back and heard him growl.
Slowly he glided in and out, stretching her. Wetness began dripping down the insides of her thighs. “Oh Spencer. Please pull back.” He did and she got up.
“You alright?” He looked concerned and she turned to him full of want. She knocked him down kissed him hard. She mounted him, slid him back in; guided him back in. “Good God girl!” She took him, all of him and let out a slow long moan and as she did it her eyes locked onto his.
She leaned back; rocked slowly as he pinched her nipple ring with one hand and rubbed her tender and sore clit with the other. “Pinch it! Harder.” She insisted. As he did she shuddered and quaked. Her eyes rolled back in her head as yet another orgasm escaped her sex.
She heard him finally moan as his release pulsed out of him, he thrust into her a few more times as his body quivered. “Oh Crystal, you’re so fucking hot!” He wrapped those sweaty sexy biceps around her and it made her cry out a little as he pulled her down. She was so tender. Oversexed.
She rolled over and barely remembered falling asleep.
She awoke to the smell of fresh coffee and the sound of the shower running.
She made herself a cup and went to find him. “What are you still doing here?” She leaned on the doorjamb as she watched that eye candy step out behind the shower curtain.
“Couldn’t leave without what you promised me.” His hazel eyes twinkled in mischief.
“What’s that?” She sipped her coffee. He made good coffee.
“How quickly we forget.” He dried himself. “Do you have an extra toothbrush?”
She nodded and rummaged though the small bathroom closet to find one, it was purple. “Sorry.” She winked.
He just shrugged and brushed. She turned to go, but he grabbed the tie on her robe, untying it. “So.” He drew the word out and it gently played in her ears sweetly.
She gave him a coy look, unsure what he wanted.
“You gonna punish me some more Mistress?”
She licked her lips. He took her cup and drew her to him. “No fair, I haven’t brushed.” Her hand grazed on his barely there stubble.
“Get on your knees.”
Her eyebrow quirked up.
“A promise is a promise.” He winked.
She nodded and allowed her robe to drop. He watched her as she slowly sunk down. First she took one testicle into her mouth, tugged it playfully as she sucked on it and then the other. She dug her thumbs on the inside of both of his thighs. Command me huh? She nibbled and then bit him lightly along his rock hard shaft, yep as long and thick as she felt it last night.
He had to steady himself on the sink and adjust his footing. “Fuck!” He grabbed her.
“Hey.” He picked her up and carried her under his arm. “Where are we going?” She bounced on her bed with force.
“Keep going.” Spencer growled at her with a hard look on his face. He kneeled over her now. She grinned and grasped his testicles hard, it made him call out her name; beg for mercy. She released him and saw that he now had a grin on his face. He found the crop and flipped her over. The crack was so loud on her ass. “Oh God. Did I?”
She turned slightly to him, so completely turned on now. “Again.”
He did, on the other cheek.
The sting spread the excitement through her sex. “Eat my pussy Spencer, gently though.” She said softer. She scrambled for his cock and lapped the precum that now coated the tip of his penis.
“Oh yes.” He moaned from her touch.
I could tease him bad, so bad. But he had to leave soon. He couldn’t be AWOL for sex, for me.
His stubble grazed and scratched at her inner thigh and she allowed him to find his rhythm on her before she engulfed him fully. He groaned so loudly inside her, the vibrations tickled.
“Mmm.” She returned the favor vibrating his cock in her mouth. He was so big she couldn’t breathe as he began to reach climax. She allowed him to delve deep inside her throat because she loved the noises he made. She clung hard to him and made him come down her throat. He sprayed hot seed down her throat as he pulsed in her mouth.
He returned to her, he had been just a little distracted. He flipped her back around now and gently spread the folds back. His tongue spiraled around; tried to coax her nub out farther. He pressed with the palm of his hand as his fingers forced their way inside. “Do you have a vibrator?”
She looked at him and nodded and pointed to her naughty drawer. There was much more then that in there.
“Christ! Which one?” He said shocked and overwhelmed.
“For what?”
“Your ass.”
She rolled over and pulled out a glass dildo full of bulbs. “Not a vibrator, but-”
His eyes were full of amazement. He slid it first inside her vagina and it made her sigh. The cooling sensation felt so nice against the burning pain, but then he continued to pump it.
“Oh yeah.” She became breathless. He pinched her clit at the base. “Yes, yes, right there, don’t stop. Please don’t stop!” She squeezed her eyes shut. Her head jerked and she sucked in that last breath. “Okay, okay.” She pushed him away, but his mouth went on her so gently.
“Let me taste you.” He spoke softly. His tongue softly explored her and she gripped his head so tight. It was so much overstimulation, but somehow he pushed her through it and to a second orgasm. Her juices shot out of her.
“Mmm. That’s what I wanted.” He licked her carefully.
“I–I-oh my-oh boy.” She put her hands over her face. That was a marathon unlike any other, and with a stranger no less.
They lay there breathless in sweat for a few moments, in the room that felt like they’d kicked it up a few degrees with just their body heat.
“When do you have to go?” She asked; she didn’t open her eyes.
“Soon I’m afraid.” He ran his rough hand down her body and over every curve.
“Let me take a shower, make you breakfast.”
“No time.” He kissed her gently on her cheek and felt the shift of his weight leave the bed.
“K.” She opened her eyes.
He was already getting dressed.
Reluctantly, she pulled on a robe and sandals. They took the elevator down in separate awkward silence, same as the ride up. Only this time she didn’t smile. She turned her gaze to the ground.
“Hope you had a Happy Valentine’s Day.” He smiled at the door outside; his day old stubble dusted his face. “Mistress.” He added as he slid his hand down to her pussy for one last taste.
She grinned. “I did, and you?”
“The best. I’m sorry to have to say goodbye. Would it be weird if I asked for your number?”
She nodded. She was a one night stand kind of gal, who never stayed in one place very long.
“Goodbye Cowboy.”
“Good bye sweet Mistress.” He kissed her gently and tugged at her lips, as if he wanted to go another round. “I’ll never forget my sweet Valentine treat.” He winked and set his cowboy hat on his head.
She watched him flag a yellow cab down and drive away.
