As a pretense : This is all 100 % true. No embellishment, no hyperbole, and no fictional component.

It had been a while since I'd seen Jim. We didn't talk as much as we used to. We used to plume up as teenager. Have a few beers, get naked. Mostly teenage experiment. We'd got chatting online, and out of the blue he said to me"I want to come see you, it's been too long ”.

I wasn't sure, but he was right, it had been a farsighted clip. He'd always had a sealed clench over me. I can't explain it. But as a adolescent, he'd always loved coming all over my face, cleaning it off with my panties, then making me wear them. Just that certain dominant kind of feel.

I gave him my number, and we said 2pm, Saturday. He texted me on Saturday break of the day and said"gabardine shirt, no bra, white step-in, black skirt, stilettos. Don't fuck around ”. It was the turnout I was wearing the first time we'd slept together.

I complied. I don't know why, but I did. He turned up and knocked on my straw man door. I'd spent an hour putting on the right clothes, putting on the right place, putting my shuffle up on. I was nervous. The anxiety was turning me on.

I opened the doorway. I lived on a briny route - four lanes of traffic right field outside my room access. He stepped into the threshold and pulled his hard on out, and pushed me to my articulatio genus. I started sucking his cock, door undetermined. I was amazed that he hadn't even said hi. He stepped through the door way, grabbed me by the hair and asked"where's the exhibitioner ?"He pulled my skid off and shoved me into the bum of the shower, stepping up on the shelf. He said"I always hated you with make up, wash it off"and started to piss on my face. I was stunned. I didn't know what to say. I started rubbing my eyeliner off. I was humiliated and surprised. My cheeks flushing. My whiten shirt was now wet, and my rock tough nipples were poking through.

I was so surprised. He grabbed my hair, shoved his tool in my oral fissure, looked down and said"a good deal effective"He turned the low temperature water on in the exhibitioner, leaving me soaking wet. He pulled me out of the shower, dropped me on my articulatio genus on the hall floor, wrapped his whack around my throat and walked me to my couch.
"You like the smell of my belt around your throat, don't you, cunt"I breathed a restrained yes.
He pulled my wet skirt down and I squirmed out of it. He marched me to the sofa, me still on my knees and pushed me until my hips were flush against the cushion, face pressed into the back. He pulled my panties down and bear on them into my mouthpiece. He asked if I'd ever had anal sex before. I hadn't. I shook my head.

He pushed my ass cheeks apart and spat on my ass. I could feel my nerve flush. I was so embarrassed. I was humiliated. I'd never had someone water on me, never had person shove my pantie in my mouth. Certainly never had someone spit on my asshole. He started rubbing his cock up against my bastard and I tried to suspire and relax. Without much warning he shoved his stopcock straight into my asshole. He started fucking it slowly. He felt huge inside me. He reached around and touched my pussy. He whispered"You're fucking wet, aren't you. You like this, don't you ? ”. I nodded. As much as it hurt, I was so turned on. He said"if you come, properly, I'll use your snatch later on. If you don't, I'm just going to use your asshole until it's so sore you beg me to stop."He started to rub my clitoris, intemperately and I came easily. He stopped as I was coming. He said"I want you to retrieve your crowing dildo and bring it here. And if you get up off your genu, I'm going to hold you rue it."I crawled to my bedroom and found a 25cm recollective dildo. It was so fat that I couldn't even come close to wrapping my hand around it. I put it in my mouth and carried it back. The knock wrapped around my throat dragging on the floor.
I got back to the couch, where he was sitting playing with his cock, and he looked at my big pink comedic dildo - a joke natural endowment from a friend - and laughed. He said"Oh loose woman, your ass is going to regret this."He took the dildo from my mouth, as I looked up at him, still wearing my wet see through top. He squeezed my nipple and said"Now get back over the couch like before, and put your step-in back in your back talk. Clasp your handwriting behind your back"

I did exactly as I was told. I leaned over the couch, shoved the panties in my oral cavity. He took hold of the belt around my throat, and pulled it a little tighter. He pushed the dildo into my pussy and started rubbing my clit. I came. Hard. Repeatedly.

He pushed himself back in my ass and fucked as voiceless as he could. He came in my ass. He whispered"you should thank me for doing that, it'll act as lube."

He took the belt off my throat and put his pants back on, pushed the dildo into my ass, working it in deeper and deeper. He finally had it in all the way and was working it in and out and in and out. Pulled it out and said"spread your ass face ”. He took a photo, and pushed the dildo back in. He said"I want you to stay here, and don't let that dildo fall ”.

He sat down in the cheer opposite my couch and started to masturbate. He got off listening to me follow. He came over to me, blew his consignment on my face, and walked straight out my look door .