My Good Girl [m/f] | 2016

I met Laurie when we both visited a shisha bar together with a good friend of ours. I’d exercised with him for a few years, and she was attending university with him at the time. That first night we just chatted and got on really well, discussing travelling and whatever else the haze of shisha smoke got us thinking about. She was as tall as me, about 6 foot, had a lithe body and the most piercing eyes.

At that time I was in a long term relationship that was very much nearing its end. It was open, and allowed me to explore my bisexuality to a great degree, as well as get me to branch out and discover new parts about my Dom side. I realised I was very much into the scene, and loved the feeling of control, and the responsibility to make my partners feel safe and secure, both in the moment, and in the aftercare. There’s nothing better to me than having someone stretch their boundaries, submit every part of themselves to you, then look to you afterwards to look after them, care for them and let them know for sure that they were right to trust you, and that you haven’t taken their trust for granted. It’s a wonderful feeling.

Through a series of events and complications, my relationship ended, and after a few months of connecting on a whole new level, Laurie and I realised we wanted to be together. She was supportive of my anxiety and depression, and I was supportive of hers. We had mind blowing sex, which for the first few times never even left the missionary position it was so good and fulfilling, and Laurie began to explore her submissive side with me. She’d always been the Dom in previous relationships, but with me she had discovered a love for being my good little girl. I may write about our entire sex life here, as I know she’d love to see it all written out, but for now I’m going to detail our most recent session, which is slightly tamer, and lacks her wearing her collar, but which is fresh in my mind, and has me throbbing just thinking about it.

We were at her parent’s house, alone for the whole weekend. We’d been sexting for an entire week. My balls were full to the brim, and every time I pressed my lips to hers, she’d let out this small moan from deep in her chest. I knew every time she did, her panties would get a little wetter.

She disappeared off to the shower while I sat downstairs, surrounded by the dogs we were looking after. I finally heard the shower shut off, her soft footfalls in the upstairs hall, then her voice calling out to me to join her. I shouted back “I’m not sure,” teasing her, at which point she shouted to get my ass upstairs right now. I couldn’t help but chuckle.

When I entered her room, a tiny little box which the bed pretty much filled, I found her on her back, her legs spread, her pussy visible beneath her roaming fingers. She was rubbing them up and down, teasing her clit and covering it in the slick juices she would periodically scoop out of her wetness. I could see her heaving breasts, two perfectly sized handfuls of smooth flesh, with the nubs of tiny nipples hardening on their peaks. The line of her fit stomach was flexing as she looked on me, anticipating what was to come.

I wasted no time in removing my shirt and moving slowly between her legs. She smelt fresh, and the musk of her arousal filled my senses. I absolutely love eating pussy. Especially hers. Her large prominent lips were swollen, and I could see her pink hole quivering as I breathed on it. I teased her slowly, using just the tip of my tongue and running lightly up one lip, then down the other, circling her clit and hole. She was stretching, trying to push her cunt down towards me, but I swiftly wrapped my arms around her legs and held her down, which made her shiver even more than she already was. This pussy was mine to use, not hers. And like the good girl she was, she stopped, controlling herself while I continued to tease, curling my tongue over all of her sensitive flesh, probing into her hole for a just a moment before flicking out.

Her breath was heavy now, her moans long and drawn out, switching from high pitched whines to guttural breaths as her pleasure mixed with her frustration. I wasn’t done yet. In one movement I pulled myself up onto my knees, and lifted her hips up, her legs over my shoulders as my fingers opened her perfect ass cheeks and I dove my tongue into her tight little asshole. She groaned and squirmed as I ate her ass like a man possessed, fucking my tongue into her, drooling saliva all over and inside of her rosebud, my fingers gently pulling her open so that my tongue could lightly stroke the inside of her perfect little hole. I forced out more spit, watching it slip inside of her. Her moans of “oh fuck, oh fuck, FUCCCKKK” were coming so loud now.

Under my breath, but loud enough that she could hear, I growled out “Good girl” and in one motion used the entire width of my tongue to lick from her tight virgin ass up over her quivering cunt, pressing hard into her clit before I sucked her lips into my mouth so hard her hands gripped the sheets like she was being tortured.

I kept up the sucking, occasionally nibbling on her clit and lightly flicking her. In between her short gasps she begged me to slide a finger inside her. So I did. Two finger eased in, pressing against her g-spot, while the thumb of my other hand pressed into her slick asshole. She immediately started screaming, shouting out my name interspersed with “FUCKS!” and “Don’t fucking stop! Please Sir, please Sir, don’t stop!”

In seconds, I could feel her pussy swelling, the flesh of her g-spot bulging. She was beginning to quiver and shake uncontrollably but I didn’t stop. I could in my head down from five, hearing her screams get louder and louder, then die away as she ran out of decibels to reach. I quickly pulled my hand out of her cunt, feeling the dam break and her asshole clenching down like a vice on my thumb. Glorious fluid squirted out like a house into my beard, dripping to the bed, washing over my tongue and down my throat as I swallowed every bit of it I could. She cried out as her orgasm overtook her, descending into an uncontrollable spiral of shaking and half-crying, gently pushing me away. I ignored the subtle indication that she thought I, her Sir, should stop when she said so and rose up to cuddle her, and hold her close and stroke her face. I would make her realise her infraction later, but for now, she was mewling like a cat, pushing her face into my chest and groaning so softly. Like a good girl, she had cum for her Sir though, and that deserved rewards, so I held her close as she gained back her breath, before we carried on.

When Laurie had recovered from her orgasm, she looked up at me, her massive eyes staring deep into me as she asked quietly “May I suck Sir’s cock?” My already swollen cock reached critical mass at that point and I could feel myself get even harder, my balls tensing with the thought. I stroked her face, and nodded. She moved over to my crotch, but before she could I wrapped my fingers in her hair, pulling her back with a gentle but forceful tug. I brought my lips to her ear and growled “Good girl”. She shivered and moaned as those special words washed over her. Without waiting, I forced her head down as I lay back, and swiftly lifted her leg over my chest, using the force of my hands on her lower back to bring her cunt to my lips at the same as she was forced to swallow my cock. I distinctly remember as her perfect round ass swung in front of my face, there was long string of grool forming a string that dripped down towards my chest. I wasted no time in extending my tongue, following the trail until I met her pussy, immediately forcing my tongue inside her, probing her silky depths as my fingers found her asshole again.

She hasn’t yet learnt to deep throat my cock, but I swelled as I felt her trying, my cockhead sliding over her tongue and hitting the back of her mouth. She held onto my legs and tried to force her way further down, causing me to growl like a possessed animal into her cunt, which in turn made her moan and try to swallow more of me. In between her legs I could see her come back up for air, drool dripping onto my cock and balls, which she promptly slathered all over me. Again and again she went down, sucking softly on me, her fingers massaging my balls, and throat trying again and again to stretch around my girth. Every part of me longed to bring my hands round to her head and hold her head as I fucked her face, listening to the wet sounds as she drooled over me as I used her. But I knew she wasn’t ready for that yet. A submissive requires time to adjust and give parts of themselves to their Dom, and she’d come so far already. I didn’t want to take a step back in her training. She was such a good girl, looking at our sex with an innocence that I found so arousing I often stroked my cock to the thought of it, despite being sexually very experienced.

I pulled lift her off of me, taking one last long lick on her asshole, trying to force as much of my tongue inside her as possible. I live to worship this girl’s ass. It’s a thing of beauty, and it was about to get much more beautiful. She lay back, her hands going to her tits, her fingers pinching her nipples as she massaged her flesh. Her eyes looked at my hungrily. They looked over my body and my cock, causing her to bite my lip. I spread her legs apart forcefully. She brought out something primal in me, and now I was going to fuck her hard, like something instinctual was being brought to life; a need to fuck, to penetrate, to breed. Despite no desire at all to have children at this point in my life, the thought of breeding a hungry cunt, the sounds of someone begging for me to fill them up, even if I do or not, caused me so much arousal this part of me was brought to the surface at speed.

I didn’t tease this time. I sunk my full length inside her, her wetness enveloping my red hot cock. I could feel layers of flesh parting around me, sliding over me, massaging every vein and nerve. I almost bottomed out and waited for a moment as she felt my length, moaning so sweetly. Every few seconds I would force the last few centimetres deeper, twitching my cock so that she gasped and had to allow her slutty little cumdump of a pussy to adjust to me. That may sound like a sudden change of tone, but at this point I could see the change in her eyes as the submissiveness, and the need to be fucked, overwhelmed her. I told her exactly that, that she was feeling every inch of her Sir’s cock filling up her slutty little cumdump of a pussy. She merely nodded, accepting it as fact as I began to pound her with slow, long strokes, forcing myself forward hard in the last few inches. She let out grunts as I practically forced the air from her lungs.

But I wasn’t done. She needed more. Such good little girls like her need to know their pussy is there to be used as Sir sees fit. She gladly allowed me to lift her legs, pinning them beneath my chest. I pounded in her harder. Her juices were slick on our hips, and I could little splashes as my body forced them out of the way with each impact of our flesh. She was panting and moaning, a smile coming to her lips as she was used, feeling content being my dirty little slut.

“Do you like that, girl? Do you like Sir fucking you like a dirty cumslut? Like a fuckhole, a piece of meat to be filled up?”

“Yes Sir! Fuck yes Sir! Fuck your good girl, pound her slutty pussy!”

I practically roared, pulled out and spun her onto her front. I climbed on top of her as she thrust her ass up. This is where it got more beautiful. The arch of her back, her smooth cheeks and legs, and her holes on perfect show for her Sir. I wasted no time and plunged into her cunt. My hand wrapped up her hair and pulled, forcing her to arch her back while I slipped my other around her throat, choking off her air supply as I fucked her deeply, her ass cheeks rippling with each thrust.

“Fuck…me…Sir…Fuck…me…like…a…whore” she managed to get out between gasping breaths. I replied in a deep guttural growl, “Take every fucking inch you fucking slut. Take it all. Who do you belong to?”

“You..Sir…I’m all yours…I’m your…good…girl.”

I dropped her hair and released her throat, briefly removing my cock to spread her copious fluids over her asshole with my cock head before I slid back into her cunt. My hand came down like a hammer on her ass, causing her to scream with delicious pain. In the same moment I slipped my thumb into her tight rosebud, her juices making it part easily.

Her face hit the pillow as she screamed into it, broken only when my hand came down again on her ass cheeks. With my cock in her pussy, my thumb probing deep into her little hole and her ass glowing red, I couldn’t hold it anymore. The pressure built like an explosion, my balls tightening so hard it hurt. I pulled out, my cum immediately bursting from my cock, send thick jets over her back, and onto her ass where they slid in creamy rivulets into pools. I rested my cock above her asshole, letting the last drips slide down over it.

I lay down next to her as she moaned breathlessly, enjoying the feeling of my juices on her skin, as I kissed her cheek then her lips, whispering “good girl” and holding her so close, sharing my heat with hers, basking in our glow.