distracted

I told C was aching for his cock inside me.  To be fucked hard.  He understands me.  He’s one of the few who can understand the physical and mental release that submission gives me.  We have been talking for months, and hopefully soon we will meet.  Every conversation just made me want more.

“I will undoubtedly use your need against you, dear.” he told me.

“I’d beg shamlessly,” I said.  I was stroking my cunt the way he told me to, sliding my clit between my middle and forefinger, slowly and gently.  Not trying to cum, but making sure that my arousal was there.

“Begging has no effect on me, although I absolutely love hearing it,” I could hear the smile in his voice, “Push your fingers inside your cunt and then taste it.  Keep talking.”

I did as told, pushing the same two fingers into my wet hole, “I will remember that it won’t help but I’m sure I’ll do it anyway”  I sucked my juices off my fingers, giving a soft moan so he would know I was obeying him, “It’s almost instinctual.”

“I think that I may be inclined to put my cock everywhere but your cunt.  Maybe you could earn it somehow.  I already know what as slut you are.  I already know what a bad dirty girl you are.”  His voice was so steady.  So serious.  It was a little unsettling, made me a little nervous.  My pussy ached at his tones.  The way his voice would go from playful to dark.  From inviting to demanding.  It pinched something in the base of my spine.

“I think maybe I’d take your ass first.  And tell you that how hard I’d fuck your cunt would depend on how hard I could fuck your ass.”

“Mmhmm,” I moaned.  My eyes were closed and I was lost in the fantasy.

“What?” his voice snapped at me.

My eyes opened as if he was in front of me, “Yes sir.  I’d take your cock in my ass like a good girl”

He softened, “I know you will.  I want to use that ass.  Fuck your mouth, and make you beg for my cock.”

“Yes, sir.” I said slower.

“I want to hear your fucking yourself.  Get the glass dildo you told me about.”

I reached into my nightstand and grabbed it, “Which end?”

It was a lighterweight glass dildo, double ended.  The smaller end had a smaller head, but was just a half an inch smalled in total circumference than the larger end.

“Which end would go easier in your ass?”

I looked at it, smiling.  “The smaller one would feel so good in my ass, Sir.”

“Hmmm. Then use the big end.”

He always does this to me.  He walks me right into these things and I don’t know it.  I’m distracted and wanting to please him and then I end up fucking my ass with 5 and half wide inches of glass.

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