The night I first met my Dom, Sean, was one I’ll never forget. Earlier that day, he had messaged me to be ready for him when he arrived. “Wear something sexy,” he commanded. I selected a peasant-style dress, loose and flowing, with no bra or panties underneath. The way the fabric brushed against my naked skin made me shiver in anticipation.
At exactly 8pm, I heard a deep knock at the door. My heart raced as I opened it to find him standing there, eyes flashing with lust. “Good girl,” he growled, drinking in the sight of me. “Get on your knees.”
I sank to the floor, looking up at him from under my lashes. He reached out to palm my cheek, his calloused fingers rough against my skin. Then without warning, he grabbed me and bent me over the arm of the couch. “Keep your hands there,” he ordered. I felt my skirt flip up, exposing my bare ass to his hungry gaze.
A single digit pressed against my tight pucker, circling, teasing. “Such an obedient little slut, so ready for me already,” he purred. Slowly, he worked the finger inside, stretching me open. I gasped and squirmed at the intrusion. “Ah ah, stay still. Take it like a good whore.”
A second finger joined the first, sawing in and out, scissoring me open. The burn of it made me clench down. “That’s it, relax for me baby. Let me get this greedy hole ready for my cock.” He thrust those fingers deep, opening me up until I was practically weeping for more.
Suddenly he pulled them out and I felt the blunt head of his thick cock pressing against my stretched rim. With a hard snap of his hips, he buried himself balls deep in my ass. “Fuck yes, so tight,” he groaned. He set a brutal pace, pounding into me from behind as I braced against the couch.
Just as I was getting lost in the rhythm, he yanked out and shoved that magnificent cock straight into my waiting mouth. I swallowed him down, tongue laving the shaft. “Look at you, hungry for it,” he chuckled darkly. “Such a cumdump.” He slapped my pussy, making me yelp around him. “You don’t get to come yet, slut. Not until I say.”
He fucked my face ruthlessly, using my holes like they were made for his pleasure. All the while, his filthy words rained down on me and I basked in them like the best praise. Finally, he pulled out and flipped me onto my back. Knees bent to my chest, he drove into my aching cunt, hitting depths that made stars explode behind my eyes.
“Come for me,” he snarled, “cum on this dick like the desperate whore you are.” His dirty talk pushed me over the edge and I climaxed with a wail, shaking and clenching. He bottomed out with a groan and pulsed stream after stream of hot cum all over my tits and face.
As he softened, he pushed the head of his cock against my lips. “Clean me off, whore. Get me hard again so I can use your other holes.” I eagerly lapped up every drop of his release, looking up at him adoringly. “My perfect little fucktoy,” he murmured. “We’re going to have so much fun together..”
I couldn’t agree more. I was so grateful to have a Dom like Sean to treat me the way I craved. He made me feel so good, so owned, so complete. And I knew this was only the beginning of what he had planned for me…
Kisses! ~ Serenity
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