The Internet Date
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Posted:Aug 12, 2018 2:49 pm
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2018 2:50 pm
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“Hi, I’m here.”
He had asked her to call when she arrived at the hotel. Damn, she couldn’t wait to meet Baldwin. They had been exchanging email for about a month and it was more then she could take. He was gorgeous! Or at least she thought he was, she had never really seen him. He definitely had a way with words. He was so witty and sexy in his emails. She had agreed to meet him site unseen at the downtown Marriott.
God, what am I doing she thought as she hung up the phone. Hey, I joined the site to have fun, what the hell this will be fun. We’re two adults. Still she was a little nervous meeting him. She wasn’t completely insane. The site had profile reviews and ways for members to discuss their meetings with other members. She had checked out some of the women that had met Baldwin and they told her she would not be disappointed. Hmmmm, neither will he, she laughed to herself.
“Hey Baby, room 1024. Come alone,” he said. His voice trailed off in laughter.
Ah, she felt better now. This was the voice and the humor that she had grown to want. She road the elevator up with a young couple that looked like they were in the midst of a fight when she walked in. Shame she thought, they looked cute together. If they would just let loose and give it to each other once in a while they probably wouldn’t be fighting. She smiled at the girl who smiled back. The elevator chimed. The doors opened to the tenth floor. The signs on the hallway outside the elevator pointed her to the right. She made the turn and walked down the corridor. It was late, about 10pm. There wasn’t much activity on the floor. Near the end of the hallway she arrived at room 1024. She took a deep breath and knocked. Well, she thought she knocked after a moment she realized her hand had not left her side. Jesus, is that my heart beating she thought. Damn, I haven’t felt like this in a long time. This was going to be fun.
This time she lifted her right hand and lightly tapped on the door. She could hear movement. The door opened only slightly and she noticed the chain was on the door. He peeked out and she could see those crystal blue eyes and once again remembered why she was meeting this strange man in a hotel room.
He smiled. “Hi,” he said. His voice deep and smooth.
“Hi,” Kathleen said, slightly confused. “You gonna’ let me in?”
“In a second”, he replied. “Give me your clothes.”
“What?!” Kathleen said cautiously. “Are you kidding? Are you going to leave me standing out here naked? That doesn’t sound like any fun!” Kathleen was getting a little irritated.
“Now baby,” he said. His voice even. His smile and big. “What man in his right mind would leave a beautiful naked woman out in the hallway?”
She thought for a moment.
“Hey baby, trust me I promise you won’t regret it,” he said. Somewhat pleaded.
Kathleen thought back to all the hot emails he had written, the fantasies that he described, somehow knowing what would make her wet just reading them. Well, if he wants me to trust him, then here goes. She started to get undressed. He reached out as she gave him each article of clothing, watching her through the crack in the door the whole time. He gave her several approving smiles, and “damn baby you look great’s”. As she handed him her panties, she stood in the hallway, totally exposed. She was surprised by the fact that she never actually looked around to see if anyone was watching her. Weird, she thought. He tugged on her left hand as the door swung open. He pulled her into him in one smooth stroke, shutting the door behind her. As he pulled her close, she grew slightly light headed. She realized he was even more beautiful in person, she could feel his strength as he pulled her in tight, that look in his eyes as he moved his mouth towards hers. Their lips met in a kiss that had waited through 38 days of foreplay. They went at each other as if mouth to mouth was their only means of survival. She could feel him pushing her backwards. She felt like she was going to fall when her back hit the door. It slightly took the wind out of her or was it the kiss? The cool door felt soothing against her warm back.
He pressed his hips towards her. His hard cock pressed against her thigh. He pressed harder until she could feel the cool door press against her buttocks. He was still fully dressed. She reached down to feel him through his jeans. oh, yeah, I can’t wait to get that inside me she thought.
“You touch my cock when I tell you to touch my cock,” He said, as he pulled her hand away from him. He grabbed her by both wrists and pinned her arms behind her. His soft tongue played with hers. He pulled back, his breathing rapid but steady.
“Do you trust me to take care of you tonight baby?” He whispered with the calmest look on his face. Without thinking she whispered back.
“Yes, yes, whatever you want”. Before she could completely understand what was happening she could feel the rope tighten around her wrists. Her breath quickened but she wasn’t afraid. Baldwin would take care of her, he promised. He led her towards the bed and sat her on the edge. He reached up and pulled his shirt up over his head with one hand. She watched as he revealed his massive shoulders and strong chest. She wanted to pull him in but all she could do was sit there. He unbuttoned his jeans, slowly unzipped them and slid them to the floor, stepping out first with the right leg, then the left. His hard cock beckoned her. She leaned forward to grab it with her mouth. He pulled away.
“Not yet baby, not like that.”
“Yeah, good thing ‘cause right about now I would bite it off.”
He smiled at her, At her helplessness. He knelt before her and began caressing her breasts, kissing the sides, nibbling, tugging them with his teeth. He watched as her nipples grew erect. He lightly brushed his hand over her nipples. She moaned with anticipation. He moved up toward her mouth. His warm, moist lips met hers. She leaned in. She needed the pressure, the force. He placed her left breast in his right hand while he kissed her. He then leaned down and lightly flicked her nipple with his tongue. A gasp released from her open mouth.
“Oh you like that,” he said. It was more of a statement than a question. He went back down to her nipple and lightly sucked her into his mouth. A slight pang when his teeth tested her tenderness. She arched towards him pressing her breast hard against him. He started to stand up his face close to hers. She leaned in to kiss him only to be stopped by the gentle tug on the back of her hair. He pulled her head all the way back, not hard, but she had no control over her hands still bound behind her back. He pulled her head back and down forcing her to arch her back. The movement made her butt slide off the edge of the bed and onto the floor. She sat before him, her head cocked back, her legs spread out across the floor, he moved towards her.
He placed his hard cock into her mouth. She accepted it. She sucked hard eager to please him. He pulled her away. A popping sound was made from the head of his penis leaving the vacuum she had created. He pulled her in again. Again she accepted him. He let go of her hair and let her move back and forth on his incredibly hard cock. He grabbed her hair to stop her, his orgasm obviously close. She looked up. She knew he wanted her. He pulled her back in, this time pushing her all the way toward him. She opened her throat and took him deep inside her. She could hear him moan. She could feel her pussy getting wet, dripping on the carpet beneath her.
“Oh, god,” he said. He leaned down and reached up under her armpits. He lifted her effortlessly off the floor into a standing position.
“Did you like that?” she questioned, a knowing smile crossed her face. He pushed her onto the bed. She could not control her own fall and bounced twice on the bed before coming to a stop. He grabbed her right arm and rolled her over. Her feet slid off the bed. She was now kneeling on the floor her face and chest pressed against the bed. He stood behind her. He spanked her firmly on the ass. Kathleen yelled out in pain. The tingling heightened her sensation. She could feel she was growing wetter. Again he spanked her, she let out a quiet moan, then she felt the bed give slightly beneath her as he knelt over her, straddling her. She could feel the silkiness of the blindfold as he gently wrapped it around her eyes. Oh, great she thought, now, what?
“You ok baby?” he whispered in her ear.
“Yes, Sir’, she replied in a low satisfying moan. With her newfound darkness came an awareness that she had never sensed before. She could “feel” him. Feel his presence. She could somehow tell he was walking towards the window. She listened to his bare footsteps travel across the rug. She heard the snap of the curtain as it was pulled back the curtain. She heard a light tap on the door. Or was it a glass being set on the dresser, again the tap against wood. Was SOMEONE at the door? The latch turned. Door opens. A low “shhhhhhh,” door closes, latch turned. Kathleen could feel her heart pounding into the sheets.
“Baldwin, Baldwin?”, she said much more controlled then she anticipated.
“Shhhhhh, baby,” he replied. “Trust me, if you don’t like it tell me to stop.”
She felt someone kneel on the bed in front of her, place their hand on the back of her head and pull her away from the bed. She could feel him move toward her. Was it Baldwin? I don’t think I care. As he slid his hard cock into her mouth she engulfed it with her wet lips, slid her tongue along his shaft as he slid effortlessly into her mouth. She inhaled the hard cock and felt two delicate yet strong hands spread her from behind. The silkiest tongue she had ever felt began circling the area around her anus. She pushed back trying to get the person from behind to dive right in. She felt a slap on her ass. “Not just yet,” said the angelic voice of a woman. She responded by pushing herself as hard as she could toward Baldwin in some attempt to thank him for this sweet threesome. Was she beautiful? Did she have big firm breasts, or small breasts with pearl size nipples? Her nose touched Baldwin’s stomach. She gagged. Baldwin moaned and pulled her into him, holding her there. She gagged again forcing her stomach to tighten. Her backed arched her pushing her ass toward the woman behind her. The girl’s tongue darted into her tight asshole. Kathleen pulled back from Baldwin and gasped for air enjoying the feeling behind her. Baldwin pulled away from her. She felt him climb off the bed, his footsteps across the floor, the angel breathing behind her. That silky tongue fucking her butt hole. Kathleen moaned. A deep guttural moan.
Two pairs of hands spread her. Two tongues licked her from behind. Cleaning her sweet anus. The soft silky tongue of the woman slithered down between her legs spreading Kathleen’s pussy. The feeling sent a shockwave crashing into her spine. Baldwin kept licking her ass. The woman finally reached her clit. She could feel her moisture dripping into the girl's mouth as she flicked her clit back and forth with her knowing tongue.
“Fuck me in the ass!” Kathleen was surprised to hear her own voice say this out loud. With the girl still licking her clit, Baldwin gently slid his hard cock into her tight little hole. Kathleen bit down on the sheet. The small sharp pain hit her and went away almost as soon as it came. She could feel every movement of Baldwin as he slid gently in and out of her tight ass. The feeling in her pussy growing overwhelming strong. The girl licking and sucking her clit. Fast then slow. Sucking, then massaging. So many feelings all coming together at once. Kathleen felt the cool lube drip down the crack of her ass then covering Baldwin as he moved in and out. He was sliding in more freely now and began fucking her harder in the ass. She could feel his tight balls hitting her pussy lips. The feelings coming closer and closer together. The tightening inside her the tongue circling her swollen nub. She was fighting the orgasm. Make it last, just a little longer, the sweet girl, as if knowing Kathleen’s fight inserted two fingers inside of her. It was more then Kathleen could take, the licking, the fingers, Baldwin’s dick in her ass. All coming together at once, she began to moan, she didn’t care how loud she was.
“AHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH, oh, FUUUUCKKK!” she cried out. She could feel Baldwin grow larger inside of her. She could feel the blood coursing through his cock. His moans blended with hers. She could feel his hot juices release inside her. Her whole body tightened and twitched. Her breath escaped her. Her insides contracted, released, contracted, released and then every muscle in her body tightened and a wave of pleasure, of release, washed over her. Her heart beating in her head, a deafening quiet. She lay limp, sweaty on the bed. Minutes had passed. Her hands finally untied. The blindfold removed. She rolled over on to her back looked at Baldwin and glanced around the room to see it empty.
”Hi, my name’s Kathleen, nice to meet you.”
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Humiliation
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Posted:Aug 8, 2018 8:33 pm
Last Updated:Aug 27, 2020 10:57 am
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Tara was innocently sleeping through a slight hangover. I should have woken her to get my coffee per our usual routine but I had bigger plans for the day. She'll need her rest. The beautiful site of her naked ass under the crisp white sheet didn't hurt either. Her long tanned leg artfully bent out from under the sheet then over top again. This had the affect of pulling the sheet even tighter around her fleshy round globe.
As the Kuerig squirted my coffee out like bad Mexican food, I thought again about how she had slowly gotten out of the car spreading her legs to give the valet a full view of her freshly shaved pussy. Oh and the way she kept letting her dress slide up her ass without pulling it down. Oh yes, she was the attention seeker last night.
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Tara slowly opened her eyes and took a deep breath in. What is that smell? She blinked quickly, trying to grasp a functioning thought, but her mind was fuzzy and her muscles ached.
"Oh man..."
She stretched her arms over her head, rolled over, and groaned in delight. She reached her hand out to your side, but found nothing. Confused, she propped herself up on her elbows. The white sheet slightly slid down her body, exposing her large round breasts to the cool morning air. Her nipples instantly harden in response.
"Priest?..." She frowned as I tired to think clearly. In an instant, her mind snapped awake as she recognized the smell: “coffee! — Shit!"
She sprang up, quickly wrapping the sheet around her as she exited the bed. The attempt to cover herself was a weak one. She shivered as her long dark hair tickling her exposed back. Quickly she made it to the kitchen, nervously biting her lip.
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"Good morning sleepy head," he said, wrapping his arms around her.
"You're wearing the sheet? So strike two. You didn't make the bed as soon as you got up." His voice always so calm.
She's usually such a good girl and is diligent about the morning rituals he has set up for her.
"I'm so sorry Daddy..." she said, burying her face into his shoulder. His warm embrace is always so comforting, and she involuntarily released a sigh as her body melted and pressed against him .
"I smelled the coffee and panicked, and it's a little chilly so I thought...Wait.”
She pulled he face away and looked up at him for a split second before looking away, careful not to look into his eyes. He is always so sexy in the morning and it takes every once of will power to not look into his intense stare, but as his last comment quickly sets in, she swallows hard.
"Sir, did you say strike two? Was it because of something that happened last night?"
"Well, strike one was actually you making me get my own coffee. It sounds like your mind has a pending strike three hovering in it's subconscious. Apparently you don't trust me to give you the attention you need. You were slutting it up pretty good last night. You know I normally love that and maybe later in the day you'll remember exactly what you did that has you teetering on the edge,” he said this in one long calm breath.
He pulled her in tight. Even though she got a little bratty last night he had to fight to punish her. She was always so adorable. The joy he felt inside about punishing her today far exceeded the feelings of the night before.
"Here go put this on. We're going to the beach."
She came out and he didn't look at her. If she didn't hold her shoulders square her breasts would escape. Her nipples acting like the gnomon of a sundial indicating the time day chronicling her humiliation. The bottoms, nothing more than a string that was completely engulfed by her round firm ass. The front looked like a so patch between her legs. She stood quietly as he put the chain link choker around her neck. The clip of the leash left her physically trembling.
“Come on I want to take my pet for a walk on the beach,” he said.
She couldn’t see his face but she knew he was grinning ear to ear.
“But, Sir. I can’t go to the beach like this!”
“Oh, so last night around my friends it was ok to show your pussy. Do you remember dry humping my buddy Jimmy last night?”
This comment was met with a blank stare. Her face blank as she presumably searched her memory for the act. A slight hint of recognition washed across her face. Words started to form from her mouth but she stood silent.
“No arguing,” he said. His voice stern. He handed her the cooler, it felt heavy. Then the lone beach chair.
“What kind of pet am I? A pack mule?!” She could barely contain her outrage.
“I think, young lady, you may want to suffer in silence. Don’t make it worse.” His voice came out almost as a whisper. It made her nervous when he whispered.
He opened the door. A tug on the leassh and they were outside the condo. She barely remembered the one block walk to the beach.
“All fours,” he commanded.
“What?!”
“I said all fours. I won’t repeat myself.”
She set the cooler and chair down. Kneeled in the sand then dropped to her hands. Her breasts swayed and settled underneath her. It wasn’t clear if the heat or the desire to hide was making her whole body glisten in sweat.
A chair under his arm, the cooler in his hand, a tug on the leash. “Heal,” he commanded. Her head down she crawled next to him. “Head up,” he commanded.
***
Oh my god, all these people looking at us. At me! I’m fucking naked just about. I think my nipples are out. I’m not looking down. He’ll yell, “Head up!” again. Then more people will look. Jesus how long does it take to find a spot. Was he counting each grain of sand as he went by?
“Oh no, not there!” she thought. The words screaming inside her head. She saw them, three of his closest friends. She was pretty sure it was Jimmy that yelled out.
“Awe such a good girl. Yes, you are. You are a very good girl.”
Her face flush with embarrassment. Ugh, fucking asshole. That’s when she felt it, the trickle from her pussy, warmer than the sweat. Oh my god, why do I like this?
***
“Hey, guys.” He set the cooler down and planted his chair. “Sit.” She sat like a puppy next to the cooler. He placed a bowl in front of her and poured in a vodka with cherry Gatorade into it. Rubbing the back of her ear he said, “You must be a thirsty girl.”
He tied her hair back in a ponytail. “Drink.” He said. His voice even and stern like you would talk to a well-trained pet. She leaned forward and started to pick up the bowl.
“Not like that.”
She leaned in lapping up the fluid with just her tongue.
***
The chants of “good girl” blended together with her Sir’s being the one that held them all together. This was oddly calming to her. There was no laughter just praise for being a good girl. Her belly filled with butterflies. She smiled into her bowl. She liked being his good little pet.
***
She stopped drinking and crawled over to Priest placing her chin on his thigh, sitting in the sand. He was drinking and telling stories with his buddies. His hand naturally reached to the back of her head and he ran his hand through her hair mindlessly. Her eyes closed. Her body glistening in the sun.
He unhooked the leash and said, “Come on girl, let’s go for a swim.” He walked ahead of her as she crawled next to him. Her dignity long past gone. She was deaf to the whispers. The cool water beckoning her. She began to crawl faster.
“Fetch!” She looked up to see the nerf football sail into the water. She was a good swimmer. She dove in and swam as hard as she could. The clear green water allowing her some modicum of relief. She got to the ball and like a good little pet, pushed it into her mouth and bit down. She doggy paddled back to Priest. He stood a little over waist deep in the water. By the time she reached him, Jimmy was standing next to him. Beer in hand.
Priest pulled her up. You’re being such a good little pet. He took her by the ponytail and drew her lips to his. His tongue warm and just the right amount of wet slid into her mouth. Her involuntary moan making her lips vibrate against his. She wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders and let her body melt into his. His hands went to her ass like they always do when they hug. The gentle squeeze pulled her in tighter. His manhood proving his desire for her was immediate.
Jimmy moved in behind her. Now 4 hands on her firm little bottom. She looked into Priest’s crystal blue eyes. They were smiling approval. She arched her back as Jimmy’s finger slide between her legs, their actions hidden by the ocean. Tara reached back and found the steel spear she had been hoping for. She pulled and stroked Jimmy through his board shorts. His finger now deep inside her cunt. Her head on Priest’s shoulder she moaned with pleasure.
Whispering, “Put it in. Can he please put it in Sir?”
Priest nodded to Jimmy. Jimmy undid his board shorts and let out what looked like a long black river snake. He placed it against her wanting cunt and slowly slid it in. Priest grimaced as she bit his shoulder when the monster snake entered her from behind. Priest felt the familiar tremble almost right away. She came almost as soon as Jimmy entered her. The foreplay of the day had put her on the edge. Jimmy pumped her with his hard cock. She heard him more than she felt him. His grunts and groans were bringing her closer to the edge again. Priest took her by the hair tilting her head up.
“Look at me, Tara. Look into my eyes. Come again for me.” The combination, of his eyes, the primal sound in his voice and Jimmy pounding her made her mouth open in a soundless scream. Her body quivered. The ocean splashed against her. Her body tensed and released. Her pussy completely filled. She collapsed against Priest as Jimmy pulled out and blew his hot juices into the vast ocean.
Priest gathered her up into his strong arms. He carried her back and placed his perfect little pet on her stomach to rest in the sun.
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