Jill Steps Out; A Cuck is Conceived - Part 4 - Sex Stories

Jill Steps Out; A Cuck is Conceived - Part 4

... to the guys talking to her but she did for several minutes. Unable to wait longer, excused herself saying that she would see them later and headed for her room. Once in the room she quickly removed her panties and her dress jacket. After unhooking her bra she pulled the straps free of her arms and pulled the bra down and out. Looking in the mirror her nipples were quite visible through the silk top. Her firm breasts looked terrific so she left the jacket off and departed for his room. A short elevator ride later she was knocking on his door. He promptly opened it and invited her in. He was wearing only a white silk robe. “Jill, I am so glad we connected. I admire you very much for your professional skills and the choice you made by wearing your beautiful anklet. Please come see my small suite.” “I appreciate the complement. Thank you for noticing me and my anklet. You are not wrong about its symbology.” The room quickly opened to a living-dining area with a small bar and a door that had to lead to a bedroom. He took a seat at the bar and turned to face her, his back to the bar. “Come here and let me get a really good look at how beautiful you are.” His deep baritone voice seeming to reverberate through the room. She kept glancing between his legs, catching quick glimpses of his obviously large black organ. She was hoping he would display it more but it was mostly covered by the robe and he made no move to open it. “You look stunning it that red silk cami. It shows off your ...

... nipples magnificently!” As she stepped even closer to him she never really saw his hands move but suddenly each of his hands had one of her nipples in a firm grip between his thumbs and forefingers. She gasped and he applied even more pressure. “I love the feel of your tits between my fingers. It is sort of a pain pleasure feeling isn’t it?” He asked her as he pulled her even closer. Rapidly recovering from the shock, she replied, “Yes, it is like that. Part of me wants you to stop and part wants it to continue.” He applied even more pressure while slowly rolling them in his grip. The effect could be seen in her eyes. “Have you ever had nipple clamps or continuous pressure this strong applied to your nipples before?” “N... No.” “Soon it will fade as your nipples become numb from the blood supply being cut off. You will only feel mild, maybe somewhat pleasant pressure.” He rolled them a bit more and her reaction was less, they were numbing. “Now tell Big Daddy why you are here and what you are.” He held her only inches from him and in a way that she could hardly move. Motion on her part would only stretch her nipples and probably hurt more than the relatively mild pain she now felt. “I am a BBC slut and I want you to use and fuck me in any way you desire. I crave your cock and badly need it.” “Reach down and feel it. Fondle it. Show it your love. Tell Big Daddy how it makes you feel.” She did. It was thicker than any she had known but not very long. It was about like Colby in ...