Reminiscing about one of the kinkiest (f)ucks I've ever had [moderate BDSM, face fucking] | 2016

I think I'm addicted to this sub. I constantly read the stories. Perhaps I've even found a new kink. I love writing to you guys, thinking about you all enjoying what I have to offer... it's been titillating to say the least.

At any rate, this particular session was with a man I was with for a very long time. Despite how long we were together, our sex life never cooled. We'll refer to him as H.C.

I do not want to sound like a braggart but H.C. was VERY attracted to me. Our courtship lasted years. Finally, when the time was right, we came together. Many, many, many, many times. I think that played a huge role in our chemistry.

I want to pay homage to this man's fantastic physique. He was naturally structured in that classic broad shoulder, small waist way. His shoulders/collarbone area was astounding. I used to constantly touch it. I have a thing for forearms. His were toned and detailed. I also loved his hands... artist's hands, long fingers that knew all the right places. He had lovely hazel eyes, cinnamon skin, and was tall.

During the course of our relationship, I had picked up weight and wore my hair very short. Even so, H.C. constantly desired me. He worshiped my body: ass, tits, waist, legs, pussy, and hips. He told me constantly that I was beautiful.

Together, we discovered how much we were into tying each other up, rough sex, and playing with power dynamics. (Finally) Jumping right into my tale...

H.C. came up behind me as I was doing dishes one day and blind folded me while grabbing my arms. He then pulled them behind me. He breathed against my neck, "That's enough. You're mine." He led me away from the sink, steering me by his grip on my arms. All I could do was whimper in response. My muscles began to tense and release while my legs shook with anticipation.

I couldn't tell where he was leading me in our home. What I did know was that I could feel his erection pressed against me already. Once we arrived at our destination, he proceeded to strip me. I could tell I was standing on a blanket. Before I knew what happened, my jeans were gone as well as my panties. H.C. was on his knees, guiding my legs out of my clothing. He bit my hip bones eliciting moans and a small scream from my throat. He slapped the outside of my pussy lightly for screaming. Suddenly, he gripped the neck of my tee shirt and pulled- it was ripped from my body and he guided me to the ground.

I was panting. My mind was reeling. I could hardly process what was happening to me. H.C. roughly pushed my legs apart. His mouth was inches from my outer lips. "You cannot cum until I give you permission. If you do not tell me when you are close, you will be punished. Do you understand?" I croaked, "Yes sir." His mouth was on me then. He broadly stroked my clit with his tongue while sucking away on my velvety folds. I squealed loudly. My clit is always sensitive and even more so when extremely aroused. (Speaking of, I keep having to stop to rub it. It's aching deeply for attention) H.C worked his way down, moaning deeply from the back of his throat, kissing and licking. He was tongue fucking me as deeply as possible while rubbing my clit roughly with his lovely fingers.

At this point, my eyes were rolling around in my head. I could not stop moaning, gasping, yelling. Everything was building, sensation slamming into me, my entire body was jerking and twitching. I had no control of myself. My legs slumped to the sides with knees bent. My back totally flat on the ground, twisting and flailing. I was getting close. I wanted to cum so bad. I began to whine, "I'm getting close, sir. May I cum please?" He moan loudly into my cunt. He came up for a full breath. "No you may not!" H.C. slapped my pussy while placing his hands on my legs while pushing down. My muscles screamed with the stretch with my pussy. I could feel my delicate lips beginning to swell with need from all the activity.

I knew to be silent. Any response would be provocation. I could he feel him shifting up my body. He knelt above me, I could feel his knees near my ears. I wanted to kiss whatever I could reach. I needed to touch him myself but I kept my palms pressed to the floor.

He was breathing heavily. He was dragging his dick against my face.

Holy fuck, speaking of... he had an incredible dick. He always joked it was small when we were still friends. What a travesty. He easily filled a magnum. I know people exaggerate but I swear on all that is this life: he had a magnificent cock. 8 and a half inches at least if not larger. He was perfectly straight, proportional balls.

Anyways, he began tapping his dick roughly all over my lips. My mouth popped open. He began face fucking me viciously while groaning. I was choking a little but he pulled back enough to let me breathe. He quickly popped out of my mouth. "You like that, don't you? You love when I fill your mouth with my cock." H.C. asked. "I worship your cock, sir. I want you to fuck my mouth until I can't speak." He dove back into my mouth. He pulled my head up closer to his prick so that he didn't not have to maneuver his body so much. My eyes were tearing beneath the blindfold. My body was a flame. I knew my cheeks were flushed. I moaned constantly as he slid back and forth down my throat.

He released me, almost pushing me away. He stepped away then. I simply laid there, still. The anticipation was endless. I could no longer hear him breathing. Then he was on me. He flipped me over, grabbing my arms again. He tied them behind my back by unknown means. He placed his dick between my ass cheeks, rubbing himself against me. The pleasure made him grip my wrists while I pushed back against him. My clit rubbed against the ground with every counter push. I was almost yelling then he was gone again.

At this point, I've had nothing inside of me before his tongue. The wall of my pussy were constantly pulsating, berating me internally for not cumming yet.

Suddenly, I was pulled to my feet from my restraints. He pressed me to him, smelled me while his hands roamed. He roughly handled my breasts. Massaging, rolling, pinching my nipples, I was in agony. My tits were the largest they have ever been. Just the weight of them moving made my abs clench.

He pushed me over a banister, and began spanking me while I screamed. I knew where we were now. The room with the entrance to our lower level. There was a large stair case with a railing on the perimeter.

He was yelling with me. H.C. started on my pussy again. He was handling me quite roughly. Not enough for me to make him stop. He plunged two fingers deep inside of me from behind. I screamed louder. I stretched in response to his invading fingers. I yelled: "I AM CLOSE. PLEASE LET ME FUCKING CUM. I NEED IT. PLEASE, H.C. PLEASE!" He immediately backed away.

After a brief break, His cock was in me as he rammed away at my pussy. I pushed back against him, finding a rhythm. He grunted, he moaned, he kept repeating my name over and over. His hands roamed over me. My head hung between my shoulder blade. My waist pressed against the rail as I bounced away. I couldn't take much more of this.

Neither could he, he backed away again. His breathing was rapid. His body making noises he could not control even if he tried. He was mumbling. I couldn't make much of it out.

I was pulled to the ground. I felt another restraint pass against me. My tied hands were pulled above my head. I knew what was coming. I was tied to one of the rail supports. I couldn't get away even if I wanted to.

"You've obeyed well thus far. I am thinking of rewarding you soon with an orgasm as well as my cum. You will orgasm when I say when I am ready to cum. Not before." I whimpered, "I need your cum or I can't orgasm. I want it. I'm begging you, please let me orgasm soon. I don't know how much more I can take." "You will take it or you won't orgasm again for days. The torture will continue." He slipped back inside of me bracing himself against my hands. He went achingly slow. I could feel every ridge pulling in and out of me. In that moment, I was grateful for my birth control. I couldn't imagine not feeling his hot skin and perfect dick in exact detail. He moaned deeply. I could feel his chest rumbling.

H.C commanded, "Tell me how it feels." My voice was shaking, hardly a whisper. "It's incredible. This is almost worse than you pounding me, sir. My clit is begging for release. Please let me cum. I can't take this." He pushed deeper inside of me and gave me a few deep strokes. My moans deepened. He knew I was beginning to edge. I could only manage one word then: "STOP."

He did and backed away again. He pulled me up and placed a pillow beneath the small of my back and head.

"I think I'm ready. My cock is wants to explode. You look incredible stretched beneath me being so compliant." He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me onto his dick. He began at an even pace, not so deep as previously. I grunted and moan with every motion. My body was rolling towards him. All the nerves inside of me, my skin were pointed inside of me, channeling all sensation through my pussy. His pace quickened. H.C. grunted- "Not yet." I whined wordlessly in response. I had to start concentrating now to not blow or I was going to lose my composure.

He was pushing deeper with every thrust. With every push, he was yelling. "Get ready." He removed a hand from my hips, and placed it around my neck with even grip. His other hand dug into me. I twitched forward, twisting. He pushed me flat by my hip and waist. His grip on my neck tightened slightly. I was racing towards the brink. I could feel his cock begin to pulse. He began to pant. Suddenly, he was screaming: "CUM NOW." I exploded like a bomb screaming coarsely with him, slamming into him. It felt like my entire body blew apart and reassembled. I came back to back to back. It just kept going. He POURED cum inside of me, I could feel it pouring back out as he continued to fuck me. He then removed his hand, both hands back on my hips while he pulled me into him tightly. I felt the last pulsations of cum push into me as he grunted to a finish. I twitched against him to feel my clit press against the base of his cock. H.C. became too sensitive and popped out of me quickly.

My pussy ached while I came down. I could feel everything in me clench and release quickly and slow while my breathing returned to a semi normal pace. H.C. pulled himself up my body and kissed me feverishly. I could still taste my cunt on his mouth.

"Good girl" he said. I responded, "Anything for you."