The dinner party. - Sex Stories

The dinner party.

... exclamation and revelled in the obscene face fucking that was taking place. Of course I did; that’s why he loved me like he did. I loved the way he dominated me, intensely enjoyed how he lorded over me like some mythical conqueror, subjecting me to his demands. Of course being enslaved in my own depravity made subduing me much easier, but there was something fanatical about his behaviour, the way he made no concessions to my wants and needs that really pressed my buttons. After years of searching for someone to treat me like this, to relieve me from my sordid needs, I never wanted this to end. My head bobbed up and down as he repeatedly filled my mouth with hot flesh. He was having it all his way and I was there only to please him, to be used as he wanted, his fervent desire to take me increasing with each thrust. Every time he withdrew, huge beads of saliva ran down the length of his shaft, over my fingers, which were tightly wrapped around it before dropping messily to the floor. I eagerly massaged the fluids into his flesh and felt it greasing up nicely. Then after slapping my hand away and grabbing hold of his erection with one hand, he tilted my head up and backwards so I could see the glint in his eyes with the other. His masterful smile told me what to expect. Seconds later his prick landed on my face like a bludgeon, thick, hard and heavy. He was letting me know, Neanderthal style, who was in charge. I closed my eyes in ecstasy and wantonly received my branding. ...

... Watching my submissive behaviour actively feeds his desire to dominate me further, and he knows there's nothing I can't deny him, nothing I wouldn't let him do to me. I can't help it, I'm addicted to him. I opened my mouth greedily and stuck out my tongue, waiting, wanting to suck him some more but as my lips closed around the bulbous helmet, he pulled it away triumphantly denying me my treat and issued another order. "Get my bollocks out and suck them woman," he instructed masterfully. Without displaying any sign of disappointment at being deprived of his delicious cock, I complied with his demand. My fingers trembling from desire, slid inside the opening in his trousers and grabbed hold of the heavy, spunk filled sacks. ‘Hmmm, I wasn't the only one not wearing underwear,’ I thought amused at his malice aforethought as I fished his balls out into the open. With my head angled to one side, I watched him calmly wank himself as I began feasting on his testicles. Seeing the way his hand moved up and down his greasy rod caused my pussy to ache. I was so fucking horny I wanted to finger myself... Who was I kidding, I wanted fucking, I wanted to feel that big lovely cock pushing between my juicy cunt lips, stretching my silken tunnel inexorably, however, I wasn't in control today, so instead I enjoyed the feeling of my love sap trickling down the insides of my thighs before soaking into my stocking tops. "Come on you gorgeous little slut," he said pulling me up onto my feet without ...