Unspoken Pleasure

JASMINE

The attempt to push my limits continued. I took his hard cock out of my mouth and looked up from my subservient position and directly into the eyes of a young, handsome black man. My pussy instantly leaked a bit, as my other fantasy is fucking a big hung black guy (but that would have to wait for another day!).

I took the wine and kept my eyes on the young black man, knowing he was staring at my tits. After taking a lengthy sip, I said, “Thank you very much, I needed that.” I put my half empty glass on the nearby table and took Mike’s erect cock in my hand. Turning to Mike, “May I continue, Master?”

“Of course, slut,” he responded, with an amused smirk.

I took his cock back into my mouth and, unlike the show I was putting on when the guy got here, I took my time lavishly playing with his cock.

MIKE

Things were going even better than I had imagined. I thanked the waiter and told him the tip would have to wait till later. He shook his head in understanding and slowly left, glancing back a couple of times before leaving.

Fuck. The Oilers lost again. Seriously, how many years in a row can a team be rebuilding before they acknowledge that the real problem is drafting, management and the fucking money teams like the Red Wings and Rangers can just throw around? My team losing always brought me down, but having a beautiful woman sucking my cock helped soften the blow (pardon the terrible pun). I actually just sat back and enjoyed her mouth and tongue on my cock while I watched the sports highlights. It was such a man thing to do, but hey, I’m a man. She licked my pole with her tongue, she sucked my balls in her mouth, she teased the head of my cock and she deep-throated me. Clearly she enjoyed teasing me as much as I was enjoying her submissiveness.

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My jaw was killing me, and I was inwardly thrilled when I heard the signature ending of the sports highlights. I assumed that meant we would be on to some other naughty act.

“Baby, fuck you have got good at that,” he purred.

“Thanks, Master,” I purred right back, attempting to stay in the dominant-submissive relationship the evening demanded.

Mike finished his glass of wine and I did the same. After filling our glasses back up, Mike pulled me and led me to the bed. Like a caveman, he pushed me onto the king sized bed. “Let’s see if I remember all your weak spots.” He took my left foot in his hand and bit my toes gently through the sheer nylon. After sucking and nibbling on all ten toes, he moved up my body with slow soft kisses on my legs, my thighs and my belly, purposely missing my impatient pussy. He moved up and kissed my small breasts briefly, remembering that my breasts do very little for me. He moved to kiss me, but as I puckered for the passionate kiss, he instead went to my vulnerable neck. I instantly let out a loud moan, my neck being one of my two kryptonites. He spent enough time on my neck, so that I began to worry about him leaving a mark, but it faded when he did a double knock-out of my erogenous zones. As his lips and tongue went to my ear, his knee put hard pressure on my pussy. This was his signature get ready in a hurry move. I could feel my juice leaking onto his knee as he whispered in my ear, “Fuck, Jasmine, you are so easy to get revved up and raring to go.”

“Please fuck me, Mike,” I begged.

He bit my ear hard. “First off, this is a marathon not a sprint. Secondly, I am your Master tonight.”

I let out a whimper, as he moved his knee in a circle on my cunt. “Sorry, Master, you just get me so horny that all I want to do is be fucked by you and your big hard cock.”

“That’s better, slut,” he purred, pulling on my ear one last time.

He slowly meandered down my body until he reached my not-so-forbidden fruit. He rubbed my hard clit and I gasped, “Oh yes….”

“You still get wet so easy, Jas baby.”

“Only for you,” I moaned the truth. No man had ever been able to make me so weak at the knees, so willing to do such slutty naughty things as he could.

“Is that so, baby?” he asked.

“Yes, Mike, I mean Master, no one has ever been able to please me like you have.”

“I missed you too,” he said, his voice sensitive for the first time this evening. We gazed into each other’s eyes for what seemed like forever, before he broke the touching hallmark moment with a sudden slap on my clit. Not hard, but not tender either.

“Aaaah,” I screamed, surprised by the sudden slap.

“Ask for another,” he ordered.

“Please Master, may I have another?”

“Another what,” he teased, his finger gingerly teasing my pussy lips.

“Please Master, can I have another slap on my cunt lips.”

“Fuck, I love hearing you say cunt.”

“Then please slap my cunt, finger my cunt, lick my cunt and fuck my cunt. Tonight you own my cunt.”

“Fuck, you are a hot bitch,” he said and slapped my cunt.

“Aaaaah, more Master.”

A third and fourth slap teased my pussy, before he countered the slight pain with his lips as he buried his head between my legs.

“Oh my God, fuck Master, lick my cunt,” I moaned, needing to come so badly.

He licked and licked and before long I was getting close. Suddenly, he stopped.

“Nooooooo,” I moaned and begged, “Please Master, please let me come.”

MIKE

Watching her wiggle around like a bitch in heat was hot. I slapped her cunt one last time before explaining, “Don’t you dare come without my permission, slut.”

She pleaded, desperately, “Can I come, Master, please. I will do anything.”

“Yes, yes you will, but first I want to fuck that tight hot cunt of yours.”

JASMINE

He finished undressing and grabbed our wine. He handed me mine and I downed the whole glass. I was famished for an orgasm, but would have to quench my thirst for the time being with wine.

He dipped his cock in his wine glass and suggested, “Well if you are that thirsty, here have some more.”

MIKE

She didn’t need to be asked twice. She got on her belly and leaned forward and took my cock back into her mouth. She savoured the taste of wine and for the next few minutes the cycle continued. She sucked my cock slowly, I pulled my cock out of her oasis of pleasure, I dipped my cock in my glass of wine again and shoved my cock back in my ex’s cocksucking lips. She retrieved every last drop of wine from my cock.

JASMINE

Drinking wine from his cock was an amazing turn-on. When the wine was all gone, he flipped me onto my back and in one quick movement buried his cock deep inside my cunt. I moaned, “Yes, Master, fuck me, fuck my cunt, fuck.”

He thrust in and out of me. I screamed, “Yes, fuck my cunt, make me your slut.”

He nibbled on my neck. I moaned, “Don’t stop, Master.”

He slowed down to almost a stop. I pleaded, “More, Master, more, please keep fucking your whore.”

He pounded me hard and fast. I bellowed, “Yes, Master, pound me, pound your puppy.”

He bit on my ear. I shrieked, “Oh my God, I need to come so bad, Master.”

He devoured me whole. His cock lodged deep in me, his hot breath on my ear and neck, I was a puddle of goo. I begged again, “Please Master, may I come?”

MIKE

Watching her writhing around pleading desperately to come was fucking hot. The feeling of power was overwhelming. Instead of allowing her to come, instead I warned, “Don’t you dare come, Jasmine.”

“Please,” she whimpered.

“No,” I said, my voice tense.

Her face was one of utter desperation. I loved it. I lay on top of her, face to face, “”You know, it was only a month ago, I found the marriage application and sex Olympics thing. I can’t believe I didn’t catch on back then.”

“You found that?” she responded, clearly remembering the silly, yet hint filled paper.

“If I recall, you guaranteed me access to all three holes, did you not?”

Her face went red. “Yes, I do recall that.”

“Has your ass ever been fucked?”

“No, Master,” she admitted.

“Do you want me to fuck your ass?”

“Yes, Master, if that is what you want.”

I stood up and went to a bag on the table. I returned with a toy the saleslady called a rabbit. I handed it to her and instructed, “This is supposed to be a great toy for a woman.”

JASMINE

I looked at the odd shaped toy and tried to figure out how it worked. I turned it on and jumped a bit. It was quite powerful.

Mike ordered, “Put it in that sloppy cunt of yours.”

I obeyed and instantly was back in a state of bliss. The toy pleased inside, while it teased on the outside. I whimpered, “Oh yes, Master, fuckkk.”

“Don’t you come, slut,” Mike ordered, pulling the toy out of me. I watched him go back to the table and return with what I assumed was lube. He handed it to me and I obediently lube his big cock, a cock that was soon going to try and penetrate my ass. Once it was very, very generously coated, he turned me around and applied even more lube at my anal entrance. The cold lube gave me a chill and I tensed up a bit. I had a finger in my ass a few times and had tried a very small vibe on my own, but it had never gone overly well. Yet today, the thought of giving my ass to Mike was a huge turn-on, as was the toy Mike was putting back in my gaping pussy.

I moaned loudly, “Oh yes, that feels so good.”

Mike went behind me, and I felt his stiff cock between my ass cheeks. I stiffened briefly; waiting for the pain I knew would follow. “Are you ready for me to take your last cherry?”