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I knew it was a bad idea, us both going to the same place, you with your work colleges, me just out with the girls. Both in the same bar we act like we don’t know each other but I can feel your eyes watching me all night. I flirt with other guys knowing it will make your blood hot; I’ve always loved you a little mad. I let them put there arms around me, knowing you are watching but can’t do anything because of the people you are with.
I break off from my group to go to the bathroom at the back if the bar. It’s secluded and out the way, a small corridor to walk down before I reach it. I see you rise out the corner of my eye, half hear you make some comment to one if the guys your with, everyone laughs. You follow me, I pretend to not notice you there but then trip slightly in my heals, you reach out to grab me and stop me from falling.
I act coy “Oh, Charles didn’t realise you were here.” A smirk on my lips knowing I have riled you. Still irrationally angry at you for choosing your wife the week before. You push me to the wall, hands held above my head, your body pressing against me, face inches away from mine. I think you are going to kiss me, but instead you lean into my ear.
“You can flirt with who you like darlin’ but remember, you’re coming home with me.” You nip at my ear lobe and my knees go weak. “Mine” you whisper. You release my hands and let me continue to the toilet, slapping my arse as I go, your territory well and truly claimed.
The rest of the evening passes uneventfully, we both seem to have a good time, joking with our friends. My short dress seems to get me a lot of attention, both from you and the other men at the bar. I forget myself and have a cheeky kiss or too. I know I am disobeying you but you hurt me and I don’t care.
As you start to stager out the bar you brush past me I look up at you and our eyes meet. You indicate to the exit and carry on your way. I leave it a minute then excuse myself from the girls, unwrapping a man’s arm from around my shoulders as I rise.
I’m drunker that I thought and as I stand I sway a little but I manage to make it out into the muggy evening air. You are stood by the doorway smoking a cigarette you reach out and grab my hand pulling me to you. “Sexy” you drunkenly mumble as you nuzzle my neck. I realise the problems it could cause if one of the guys from work were to see us like this so I flag us down a taxi.
We slide into the back seat and you give the name of a nearby hotel. The ride is short but trying to keep your hands off me takes all my self restraint, much to amusement of the taxi driver who seems completely undisturbed by seeing a woman with a man twice her age. In what seems like a life time we pull up to the front of a mid level hotel. It had nether the grittiness of a cheep motel nor the glamor of an up market establishment it is a place to sleep in relative comfort with some of the luxuries of home.
We head inside and you pull a key from your wallet, you had clearly checked in earlier, knowing you would not be making it home to your wife. We travel two floors in the confinement of the lift. My short dress is starting to feel too tight on me, I’m acutely aware of the suspenders on my legs, my clothes begin to restrict escort me. I just want to feel your skin on mine. As we sway along the corridor your arm is firmly around my waist making my skin burn and my groin ache.
Finally we arrive back at the room and you drag me inside . You flip the switch on the wall and the harsh hotel lighting fills the room as you pull me toward the bed undoing your belt as you go. “Undress” it’s a simple demand and easily obeyed.
Except for my heals and suspenders, we have done this enough times for me to know not to try and remove them, I am naked before you in moments, feeling your eyes roam across my body. “On the bed!” again, a command and not a request. I can see you are driven by the animal need my flirting has awoken and I begin to feel that I might regret teasing you so much at the bar.
I lay across the bed, my breathing heavy with excitement as you stand watching me. Your belt is undone and you slowly start to pull down your jeans. Your huge cock, rock hard, testament to the frustration I have caused you all evening. “Come,” you order and I immediately start to crawl across the bed towards you, feline in my movements, my body swaying seductively as I move. I hear you grown as you watch me.
I stop as I reach the end of the bed, kneeling before you, looking up at you from beneath my lashes, a smirk on my lips as I run my teeth over them. Without waiting to be asked I slowly roll my tongue over the tip of your manhood, tasting the beads of pre cum already starting to gather there. Your hand makes it’s way involuntarily to the back of my head, wrapping itself in my long raven locks. Before you get a chance to show me you want it I take you into my eager, hungry mouth. I feel you throbbing on my tongue as I begin to lick and suck you the movement of my head getting into a steady rhythm.
I feel your body tense beneath my mouth, reaching your limit. Just as I think you are about to give in to the primal need flowing through your body you roughly pull my head off your cock by my hair. Instantly stopping your pleasure.
You push me backwards onto the bed.
“Roll over and get on all fours.” I comply, unsure about just what is coming, you gab my ankles and pull me until I am perched on the end of the bed. You lean over me till your mouth is next to my ear, I can feel the breath on my cheek and smell the drink on your breath.
“You have been a very naughty girl darlin’.”
I feel your hand slowly caressing the soft pale skin of my backside. It feels so good, I melt into your touch, your skin feeling rough against the delicateness of my own. Your hand leaves me and the room feels cold after your warm touch, the breeze from the window chilling me.
Suddenly your hand is brought back down onto my plump backside. The sharp sting of your palm matching the harsh slapping sound in the air. Your fingers rub against the warm red handprint for a moment before giving me another slap, then another and another, the sharp stings interlaced with your gentle caress.
Each impact sends waves of pleasure down the backs of my legs, and increases the moisture between them, what was supposed to be a punishment bringing me great pleasure. Gradually my backside starts to get escort bayan hot and red, but you keep going, until I am crying out with every slap, you have never spanked me this hard and I don’t know how much longer I can take it. After what seems like an eternity you stop.
“You have been a big tease, you naughty girl, you should have known better than to torment me like that, you are mine young lady, and you have been misbehaving. Naughty girls must be punished.”
” I know I have been bad and my behaviour was unacceptable, I have learnt my lesson and thank you for correcting me.”
My voice catches in my throat from the mixture if pleasure and pain. My backside really stinging now that my spanking is over.
I hear you laugh slightly, “Oh darlin'” you giggle me menacingly , “That wasn’t your punishment, I know how much you enjoy a spanking, and even if I didn’t that wet pussy would have given it away.”
I feel a chill pass through me, you had never really felt the need to punish me in anything more than a playful way before now. If my spanking, so much harder than I was used to, wasn’t my punishment then what was?
I stay routed to the spot, slightly afraid to move without permission. I can hear you moving around the room behind me but I don’t look round to see what you are doing instead I concentrate on the picture on the wall behind the bed.
Your hands slowly stroke my shoulders before sliding the thick collar around my neck and pull it tight at the back. I can breath freely but only just. I can’t see it but I know exactly what it looks like, black leather with metal studs, a couple of rings at the front to attach wrist cuffs too.
“I think you need your collar tonight my dear to remind you that you are mine”
“Thank you,” I mumble, loving the familiar feeling of the heavy collar around my neck.
Your fingers suddenly enter my soaking womanhood, deeply and filling me with instant pleasure. A moan escapes my lips as you start to work me, I can feel your large fingers gently stroking my inner walls, expertly working me. I can feel the juices flowing out of me, I am so wet and so aroused. I feel the pleasure building within me; I can’t help the grunts and moans escaping my lips. You are pushing me to the edge of orgasm. My muscles clench, body starts to shake, I am right on the peak, I few more seconds before I am in ecstasy. Then as suddenly as you started, you stop.
I am left gasping and uncomfortable the build up of pressure between my legs in desperate need of release.
“It’s not nice being teased is it?” You ask.
“No!” I mange to gasp in reply my brain sill not functioning properly. “Please , please finish me!” I beg you.
“Oh no, you still need to learn your lesson miss.” Your voice has an amused chill to it that I am not used to.
Your fingers spread my womanly lips, playing with the moisture you find there, spreading it, careful not to touch my clit or send me over the edge. I feel you start to trace rings around my arse, making it wet and slippery. It feels so good but also intimidates me slightly. I have always said your cock is just to big and I am just too tight to put in there.
Slowly and gently one of your fingers starts to bayan escort enter my tight little hole, your other hand stoking and soothing me. A few seconds of uncomfortable pain as I struggle to relax then so much pleasure. It feels so good and so tight, I push myself back towards you wanting you deeper. Your finger moves in and out, twists and turns as I loose myself to the feeling. When I am overcome by the waves of pleasure, my tight little arse good and relaxed I feel your finger slide out and the head of your huge cock rest against the entrance.
“God love please no!” I beg knowing what is coming.
“Naughty girls must learn there lessons” you reply.
You make soothing noises as one hand gently strokes my back while the other holds me open. I concentrate on my breathing as your thick cock pushes heavily against me. I don’t know if what I am feeling is fear or excitement, but my wet throbbing pussy would indicate the second. You sooth me and tell me to relax as I try my hardest not to tense and make this harder for myself. Even so I find it impossible not to cry out and sob as your head finally breaks though, stretching me wide.
Once the head is in the rest follows in one thrust making me cry out in pain. I honestly don’t think I have ever felt so full, no way to stretch me even another inch. I don’t know is what I am feeling is pleasure or pain, if I should sob or cum, the feelings threatening to overwhelm me.
“Are you full enough my darling?” You ask as you slowly fuck my arse. A moan is all I can manage in reply. I guess you take that as a no as the next second you have thrust my favourite toy into my soaked pussy. It buzzes on the highest setting, deep inside me and filling me completely. Even my clit does not escape it’s attention as it is also assaulted by my vibrating toy.
My senses are completely overwhelmed as you pick up speed and pound into me. I no longer feel human. I can’t think there is nothing that exists other than the sensations my lower half is being subjected to. Your hard cock hurts me as you pound away, but with the pleasure it gives I would never want you to stop.
Tears are freely flowing down my cheeks as I am overcome by feelings and emotions, my body shakes, wave after wave of pleasure sweeping over me, I feel liquid gush from my pussy soaking the backs of my legs where I have collapsed onto them, running down my thighs, yet still I have not reached my peak.
My gushing pussy has not escaped your notice,
“Oh darlin we’ve not done that before have we?”
You stroke the back of my head before grabbing onto my hips, and holding me dead against you, in me to the hilt, your hot liquid pumping into me finally taking me over the edge with you, before I completely collapse, sobbing onto the bed. You lay down with me and wrap your arms around me, still inside my arse, but I don’t even feel it anymore.
“Are you ok love?” You ask as you stroke my hair and kiss my cheek.
“Yes” I nod my reply “it was just so much, so overwhelming”
Then laid on the hotel bed, stained with my juices, you soft cock still inside me and my toy resting on my leg, it’s batteries beginning to die, I begin to fall asleep in your arms, where I know I am loved and cherished.
“I have learnt my lesson love, I won’t tease you again” I mumble as I drift off.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” You laugh as you hold me to you, watching over me as I dream.
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