I met Vivian online. And it was on a kinky website, so I knew what I was getting into. I knew what s

I met Vivian online. And it was on a kinky website, so I knew what I was getting into. I knew what she liked. But we bonded. We chatted about books, and about science, and about our dreams and our fantasies and our lusts. And I mean, I thought I was a big badass alpha male military man, but it seemed like no time at all before she had me proclaiming my adoration for her. Telling her that if we ever met in real life she could do whatever she wanted to me. I never expected it to happen, but then I got a text from her. She was in my country. In my city. And she desperately wanted to meet me. I arranged to meet her at a local cafe that generally catered to the college crowd, and she wasn’t too out of place with her piercings and heavy makeup… But I think that the contents of the purse she set beside the table might have raised a few eyebrows. See, she told me, when she agreed on the place to meet, that she was bringing all her favorite toys. Everything she had been fantasizing about using on me for months. And she told me that she planned to take me before the day was out. It wasn’t long before she was flirting pretty hard. Long, lingering touches on my hand and arm. Feet stroking my leg. And I was being driven mad. So when she called for the check and insisted on paying, I wasn’t scared off by the mess of rubber and leather that she exposed so casually when she opened her purse to fish out her wallet. I could feel everyone’s eyes on us, on the obvious shape of the step-in poking from the top of her purse. But she just smiled and paid the little college-girl waitress, tipping generously, and then standing to tow me from the room by my hand. She ushered me out into the street and into a cab. She was all over me on the ride back to my place, straddling me with my hands trapped between her body and my own, her hands roaming me without shame. I saw the cabby grinning enviously at me in the rear view mirror, but all I could think of was the… Device spilling from her purse where she had tossed it on the floor. When she had me in her hotel room she wasted no time, stripping me efficiently and forcing me to my knees with a set of leather cuffs binding my wrists and ankles. I was unable to resist. Then she quickly stripped and dressed again in an obscene leather harness, her strapon laying, grotesquely huge, on the bed just at my eye level. She pulled me in to lick her pussy, telling me in explicit detail how she was going to make me her bitch. Teach me to serve her every whim, force me to please her body in every way imaginable… And then rape my ass. Before long she had me enthusiastically begging for it, hard as a rock beneath her teasing hands. She strapped on the cock and forced me to suck it like the basest, most depraved of porn sluts. I gagged and slobbered and desperately forced myself down on her rubber phallus while she laughed and told me what a great slut I was. And then she bent me over, and began to finger my ass. I was soon in such a state of arousal that I begged her to use me. And she laughed, and slapped my ass, and slipped her slick rubber cock deep inside me in a single thrust. I had never felt so violated, so used, as I did when she began to briskly pound her full length into me. The pressure of her cock on my prostate was indescribable. I felt like I was on the very precipice of the greatest orgasm of my life, but she fucked me and fucked me and I could. Not. Come. I was panting rhythmically, over and over again. Pleas and gasps intermingled, and she was laughing and fucking me harder and telling me that if she just found the right angle I would come for her like a bitch I was. And then, when I thought I couldn’t take any more she finally wrapped her hand around my throbbing cock. She thrust deeply into me and stroked me and I came, harder than I ever had. As my cum dripped down my chest she leaned in to kiss me. “You are such a whore,” she said… And then she resumed her thrusts into my ass. -- source link
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