Well, since you mentioned it.
Do me favor first, before you go and cum. It’s just a quick favor. I want you to…
I want you to envision a man. He is white. He has green eyes and a shitty grin. Kinda like a smart-ass grin. Average height. Average build. An eyebrow lift and wink to set your panties ablaze. He has a way with words, some would say.
He just met you on Tumblr. What are the odds he is in your home town for the weekend on business travel?
After a couple drinks against your better judgment, you agree to meet him at the local Marriott bar. Sitting by the bar’s fire, a few cocktails in, he says “let’s cut to the point. I think you know why we are both here. If you want the picture I paint in your mind, just follow me.”
So you do.
As soon as the heavy hotel door closes, your body is pressed up against a wall and your hair yanked, kissed hard, and fingered as you stand until you almost collapse while standing. One orgasm down and your pants aren’t even off.
That’s when He knows he has you.
Tossed onto the bed. Pants yanked off for a face dive into your sweet pussy. Fingers pushing into your G spot as your clit is pulled between his lips and tongue. You cum, twice, and he still has his clothes on.
Pulling you off the bed, he yanks your hair and shoves his cock deep down your throat and you gag and get teary-eyed from the aggressive forceful nature of his way.
Then he stops. Walks over to his luggage. Stands there. Pulls out some things. And you get nervous.
Very nervous. Even more so when you see what he has.
Rope. A plug-in hitachi wand. Lube. A dildo. A leash. A studded collar. Handcuffs. A blindfold.
He walks over to you and you start to say “I’m not ready for…”
He says “Shhh. I want you to trust me. I promise you. I will take care of you. I promise you. I will not make you do anything you don’t want to do. And I promise you, if you trust me, you will be glad you did.”
He looks you in the eye the whole time. You sense his sincerity. You are torn.
But your mental anguish loses to your curiosity. And you say, “yes Sir.”
Blindfolded first. Ropes tying your legs and arms to each corner of the bed. A mental struggle is happening within you as each knot it tightened.
You are tied down now. Something is plugged in, you can hear.
Suddenly a slap across your unexpecting pussy. A sting. Then a lick. Then a suck. For an eternity. A wet lubed jelly plastic dick inside you. A high-powered hitachi on your clit. A lubed anal vibe touches your virgin ass. Then pushes into you. Then the vibration gets stronger. Tape, to hold the vibe in place.
Then the hitachi gets way stronger. Then the jelly dick is pounding your cervix and two fingers move inside you.
Your G spot, ass, clit, and O spot are all getting a beating. You are flipping around and cumming so much you don’t know what hit you.
You can see nothing.
Can’t move your arms.
Then he climbs on you. He stretches your wet as fuck pussy and finds a way to wedge his cock inside you while keeping the dildo in you. Hitachi on your clit. Vibe still up your ass.
Slap across your face and tits over and over and over.
Fucking You relentlessly with a hand around your neck. Squeezing. Tight.
Your blindfold is removed and you open your eyes to see his and you cum like a maniac. He hovers over you, drops his cock dripping with your wet pussy into your mouth, then yanks your hair and cums inside your whore mouth as he keeps the Hitachi going and the vibe on full blast, hoping you can hold it together enough to swallow his seed while you are flooded with endorphins.
And you do. Like a good girl.
Then he takes everything out of you. Watches you shake a few minutes. Holds you like he means it. Pets you. Tends to you. He reminds you that aftercare is essential. Not optional.
You have never been closer to another man in your life. And you don’t even know his last name.