My previous intentions towards billy flew out the window last time we met. There were only two things that I wanted to do to him.....a sound spanking followed by fucking. I'm not entirely sure why I wanted to fuck him, perhaps it was a comment I read on another blog that permanent denial would be completely demoralizing and lead to a gradual loss of commitment from him, or maybe I was just cock hungry. What ever the initiating factor I waltzed into his office brimming with carnal intentions.
Interstate travel by both of us in the previous months had kept us apart leading to an imperative need to hug and touch in reconnection. Usual protocol flew out the window as he wrapped his arms around me and pressed my hips hard up against him. Both fully dressed and feverishly kissing it took time to ground ourselves and put him back into submissive space.
My naked male soon knelt before me and I slid his collar around his neck (with a lovely smooth movement that I was rather proud of). He had purchased a very well fitting blindfold for my use and in no time at all his visual sense was removed. I took his hand and led him across the room to settle in comfort on the lounge. At least I was in comfort but he was across my lap with his buttocks poised for a spanking.
I am not a kind spanker of the sort that I like to submit too. My hands slap and have an inconsistent rhythm. He wriggled and squirmed as each group of slaps rained down on him. But it wasn't all discomfort, he nuzzled into my hips and as his hands weren't secured they burrowed under my bottom to seek out my pussy. I grabbed one, pulled it away and slapped it. That made me smile and want to do some more but instead his bottom got a additional slaps.
But I was needy and when his hands groped their way towards heaven again I let them giving no complaint when he drew down my panties to kiss my pussy. He gave me an orgasm before I pushed him away and stood up. A bright idea involving cuffs had occurred to me. I reached for them and quickly wrapped them around his wrists but they were not secured together. Instead he was repositioned and then each hand was taken in turn and lifted above his head to be link the cuffs to the legs of a chair.
Tweaking his nipples almost toppled the chair so I teased them with glee as he learned to keep still to be safe. More teasing was in order. I lifted the blindfold and asked if he wanted to see my pussy and then gave him a momentary glimpse before the blindfold was lowered.Did he want to fuck me? But naturally he did and I am sure he couldn't believe his luck as a condom unrolled down his cock.
The truth is that this was the very first time I had fucked a man with only my own pleasure in mind and scant regard for his feeling. Phenomenal to have a man, so perilously secured that movement is precluded, provide a cunt filling seat. This was not fucking as he would do it. Gentle movements, ripples, shimmering from my torso whilst my hands slammed down on to his chest as orgasm came closer and tension rose.
I removed myself, stood and once again lifted the blindfold. "Do you like what you have done to my cunt?" he was asked as I showed it to him. "Yes, Yes but I want to fuck you hard" his only reply. Darkness was given to him again and I paced the room regretting not bringing any tools with me. Then I strode over to his pants and stripped off the belt.
Back with billy I twisted his hips so the belt could fall on plump flesh not bone. Each side was done and then done again with a few desultory taps on his cock for amusement. I didn't think that he should have too much pleasure and I gained so much from standing astride him wielding his own belt against his flesh.
His cock was still waiting and it was mine to use again.
It felt so good. I wanted to watch his face and keep watching as he got close to orgasm but my body took precedence. Shaking and moaning I let myself go but my cunt barely moved against his cock. Tight, hot, wet it captured him and held him tight. Until I collapsed onto his chest with total abandonment. Then his hands gripped me, firmed me on top of him so that he could begin to fuck how he wanted to. Harder, faster, finish.
Separation came slowly.
Interstate travel by both of us in the previous months had kept us apart leading to an imperative need to hug and touch in reconnection. Usual protocol flew out the window as he wrapped his arms around me and pressed my hips hard up against him. Both fully dressed and feverishly kissing it took time to ground ourselves and put him back into submissive space.
My naked male soon knelt before me and I slid his collar around his neck (with a lovely smooth movement that I was rather proud of). He had purchased a very well fitting blindfold for my use and in no time at all his visual sense was removed. I took his hand and led him across the room to settle in comfort on the lounge. At least I was in comfort but he was across my lap with his buttocks poised for a spanking.
I am not a kind spanker of the sort that I like to submit too. My hands slap and have an inconsistent rhythm. He wriggled and squirmed as each group of slaps rained down on him. But it wasn't all discomfort, he nuzzled into my hips and as his hands weren't secured they burrowed under my bottom to seek out my pussy. I grabbed one, pulled it away and slapped it. That made me smile and want to do some more but instead his bottom got a additional slaps.
But I was needy and when his hands groped their way towards heaven again I let them giving no complaint when he drew down my panties to kiss my pussy. He gave me an orgasm before I pushed him away and stood up. A bright idea involving cuffs had occurred to me. I reached for them and quickly wrapped them around his wrists but they were not secured together. Instead he was repositioned and then each hand was taken in turn and lifted above his head to be link the cuffs to the legs of a chair.
Tweaking his nipples almost toppled the chair so I teased them with glee as he learned to keep still to be safe. More teasing was in order. I lifted the blindfold and asked if he wanted to see my pussy and then gave him a momentary glimpse before the blindfold was lowered.Did he want to fuck me? But naturally he did and I am sure he couldn't believe his luck as a condom unrolled down his cock.
The truth is that this was the very first time I had fucked a man with only my own pleasure in mind and scant regard for his feeling. Phenomenal to have a man, so perilously secured that movement is precluded, provide a cunt filling seat. This was not fucking as he would do it. Gentle movements, ripples, shimmering from my torso whilst my hands slammed down on to his chest as orgasm came closer and tension rose.
I removed myself, stood and once again lifted the blindfold. "Do you like what you have done to my cunt?" he was asked as I showed it to him. "Yes, Yes but I want to fuck you hard" his only reply. Darkness was given to him again and I paced the room regretting not bringing any tools with me. Then I strode over to his pants and stripped off the belt.
Back with billy I twisted his hips so the belt could fall on plump flesh not bone. Each side was done and then done again with a few desultory taps on his cock for amusement. I didn't think that he should have too much pleasure and I gained so much from standing astride him wielding his own belt against his flesh.
His cock was still waiting and it was mine to use again.
It felt so good. I wanted to watch his face and keep watching as he got close to orgasm but my body took precedence. Shaking and moaning I let myself go but my cunt barely moved against his cock. Tight, hot, wet it captured him and held him tight. Until I collapsed onto his chest with total abandonment. Then his hands gripped me, firmed me on top of him so that he could begin to fuck how he wanted to. Harder, faster, finish.
Separation came slowly.
