When our kiss finally stopped, I felt flustered. I looked at J, a little bit embarrassed. “Well, that escalated quickly,” he said, smiling, making us laugh. “Maybe it’s time to move to the bedroom”, J added.
Read Part I Here
“Let me get out of this dress first; it’s too hot,” I said, standing up and unbuttoning my velvet dress.
“Let me help you with that,” J said, ordering me with a gesture to get closer to him. I obeyed, and J unbuttoned my dress before C’s attentive gaze until I was left wearing nothing but my lingerie. J ordered me to kneel, which I did immediately, and my pulse started racing when our eyes met. He then took a pink collar that C had chosen from an armoire, placed it on my neck, and attached it to a leash.
“Tonight she belongs to you,” J said, handing the leash to C, who was already undressed and waiting for me.
C walked to the bedroom, leading me by the leash while I crawled behind him submissively. Once there, C sat at the edge of the bed with me at his feet, and J took a comfortable seat on an armchair at the other end of the room, still drinking a glass of wine. The game had already started, and my head was completely lost in it. While waiting for C’s instructions on the floor, I recognized that particular sort of erotic passion that was becoming increasingly familiar to me: a feeling of warm awareness of my entire body and the present moment, a longing to abandon myself entirely, submit, and be used.
“Do you want my cock in your mouth?” C asked. He was visibly aroused, and the sight of his long erect cock in front of me shook me for a brief moment.
“Yes,” I said.
“Then beg for it like a good girl,” he said firmly.
“Can I suck your cock?” I said, almost whispering, looking him in the eye.
“I can’t hear you”
“Please, sir, can I suck your cock?,” I whimpered, feeling like a little slut.
“I’m sure she can do much better than that,” J said from his seat. I felt a warm wave of humiliation and arousal flooding my body.
“I want to hear you beg for my big black cock,” C said, pulling me closer to him by the leash.
“Please…” I managed to get out, completely mortified. He looked at me expectantly.
“… Daddy”, he said before I could finish. I looked at him, embarrassed.
“Please, daddy… Can I suck your big black cock?” I finally said, feeling my cheeks entirely flush with embarrassment.
“Yes, you can,” C finally said, satisfied.
Without hesitation, I leaned in and slowly ran my tongue along his entire length, taking my time to please him. I then wrapped my lips around his cock, trying to take him as far as I could down my throat. I glanced up at him, seeking his approval, and when his eyes met mine, I could see I was doing a good job. Immediately, he grabbed my hair with both his hands and started to fuck my mouth.
“Play with your pussy for me,” C said, still using my mouth. Without ceasing to please him as best as I could, I gently stroked my clitoris. The pleasure made me eager to take his cock even deeper, so I opened my mouth wider, letting his cock go as far as I could take him down my throat, which immediately made me gag and brought tears to my eyes.
Soon after, C pulled back teasingly. “Come here,” he said, pulling me by the leash towards the bed. I climbed up, and when he raised his legs slightly, I quickly understood that he wanted me to please him with a rimjob. Even though it’s not something I usually do, I felt so utterly submissive to him that I obeyed and licked his ass as best I could while my hands caressed his balls and cock. I could hear him groan with pleasure, giving me a strange feeling of pride and satisfaction. I thought J would be proud of me as well, watching me be such an obedient slut for C.
I could feel that C was about to come from me pleasuring him, but he stopped just in time and ordered me to lie on my back and open my legs in J’s direction. Once more, I obeyed him, and when I paused and looked at J, still drinking a glass of wine, absolutely composed, he gave me a naughty smile that showed his approval. As C started using my mouth again, I could feel J standing up from his chair and moving toward us. While I gagged on C’s cock, J buried his head between my legs and started pleasuring me with his tongue.
I have never been too keen on receiving oral sex, but that night the accumulated lust, J’s expert touch, and the way C was using my mouth drove me over the edge. My moans, quelled by C’s cock going in and out of my throat, became increasingly intense. The motion of J’s tongue swirling around my clitoris was intoxicating, and I squirmed under both men’s control until a violent orgasm took over me. As I shook with pleasure, C pulled out of my mouth, and my loud moans echoed throughout the room
They both stopped to give me a break, and I felt as if the weight of my body had multiplied immensely, sinking me into the bed. J sat next to me and gently stroked my hair and face.
“Your makeup is all over the place,” J said, wiping the messy mascara below my eyes with his handkerchief and kissing me on the forehead. His tenderness provoked in me a warm feeling of admiration and bliss, of pure joy, a feeling that is very difficult to describe and that I never knew until I met J. I let him fix my face, smiling. Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t realise that C was getting ready to take me until I felt his hands on my knees. I looked at him, spreading my legs. “Are you ready to get fucked?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said, spreading my legs further. C opened with his fingers my crotchless thong and gently caressed my clit. Instinctively I bucked my hips up to receive him, and slowly, he entered me. I was so wet from the prolonged teasing, and the orgasm J gave me that I could feel C’s massive cock sliding inside me without difficulty.
C started penetrating me slowly but intensely, and my moans became louder and louder. I could feel the buttplug moving inside me with each thrust, making me whimper, while C moved his hips, eager to force his entire length inside me.
Once my body got used to his size, C’s thrusts became more rhythmical and profound. He lay on top of me, kissing me softly and enclosing me in his arms, and, still deep inside my pussy, he started whispering into my ear.
“Do you like it?” he asked softly.
“Mhmm…” I moaned, burying my face into his shoulder.
“Do you like my big black cock inside you?” his breath and words in my ear made me shiver.
“Yes, I do….” I whispered, feeling the pressure building up inside my pussy, while he started fucking me harder and deeper, his body extended over mine and his arms immobilizing me completely.
“Say it, do you like to get fucked by my big black cock?” His naughty words turned me on even more than his powerful thrusts inside me.
“I love it”, I said, my entire body jerking and twisting beneath his, “I love your big black cock”
“Mhhhhh”, he moaned loudly. “Are you my little white slut?”
I was so aroused and lost in the pleasure of the moment to say no to anything he said, and I surrendered completely to his naughtiness.
“Yes, I’m your slut,” I said, wailing in pleasure. My pussy twitched violently around his cock.
“Who owns this pussy?”
“It’s yours….” I cried, my entire body shaking uncontrollably with him deep inside me. “It’s your pussy”. I could feel I was about to come.
“Good girl,” C said and gently eased his cock away from my pussy just before I could orgasm. “Get on all fours,” he said with authority.
With my head still spinning with his words and my interrupted orgasm, I clumsily obeyed. While getting on all fours on the bed, I searched for J’s eyes – they were burning with lust and delight. I smiled at him, and he smiled back, which reassured me and turned me on even more.
C pulled the buttplug out of my ass and spanked me hard on both cheeks until my butt was bright red. I desperately wanted to feel full again with C’s thick and long cock, and wiggling like a bitch in heat, I arched my back and stuck my ass up, trying to get him to fuck me again. C slowly pushed his cock into me from behind; in this position, I could feel him even deeper inside me, filling me completely, and I began to whimper and squirm. I suddenly felt J’s hand stroking my face, and I reached for his lips, and we kissed passionately. I didn’t want to let go of his familiar touch, but C’s passionate thrusts, increasingly harder and fast, made me gasp for air. I stretched out my arms and pushed my face against the bed, sticking my ass out as much as possible while C’s thrusts escalated into full-blown pounding.
“Take it,” C said, groaning, his pounding only getting harder and rougher, turning me into a loud moaning mess.
“Take this black cock. Do you like daddy’s cock?” he said as he spanked me, forcing the entire length of his cock in and out of me, driving me crazy with his thrusts.
“Yes, daddy,” I said obediently, surprised at how dirty and submissive I was being to please C, while my legs started trembling.
I wailed in extreme pleasure and couldn’t but stroke my clit desperately while C plundered my pussy mercilessly. Finally, my longed-for orgasm struck like lightning, and I felt a thundering spasm rippling through my pussy until my whole body went rigid with rapture. C stopped, letting me enjoy the moment and, after some seconds, softly pulled out of me. I collapsed on the bed, and l looked at him and J, smiling.
“Was it good?” C asked with a grin.
“So good…” I said, with noticeable pleasure in my voice. Both of them laughed.
After a quick pause, C ordered me to ride him, and when he was about to come, he instructed me to take him in my mouth once more.
I got on my knees, and he took my head between his hands and started thrusting his dick in and out of my mouth, with my saliva and C’s fluids dripping down from my lips and tongue. He then held my hair tightly with both hands as he continued to fiercely fuck my mouth.
He started moaning loudly, and I, sensing his impending orgasm, did my best to take as much of his long cock down my throat as possible. Swiftly, he took his cock out of my mouth and came heavily all over my face, groaning. His orgasm was long and intense, and he covered my face completely with his load, making me feel extremely dirty. The image of myself on my knees, a slutty and whimpering submissive mess, used thoroughly in front of J, while hearing the satisfied moans of C, gave me an unexpected pleasure that still turns me on today.
After that, C and I took a shower together while chatting casually about life, sex, and other matters in a friendly way. He offered to clean my back, which I accepted. The feeling of odd intimacy while showering and sharing a casual conversation while naked made me smile. People often confuse sex with intimacy, even though they are not the same thing; often, they don’t even go hand in hand. As for me, after all these years of sexual experiences, I have come to cherish those little moments of genuine connection, those little details that show that people genuinely care a little for each other and are grateful for the time spent together.
After the shower, I put a bathrobe on, and the three of us kept the conversation for a bit longer in the living room and made plans for our next date. When it was time to end the evening, J opened my robe and made me kiss C goodbye naked. This little gesture flushed my cheeks once more and made me feel both owned and shared, which pleased me immensely.
It was almost midnight when C left. We would meet many more times again in London, and our meets would become naughtier and naughtier with each time, as I will soon share with you, but that night I just clung to J’s arms, tightly held by him, and our passion kept going until the first rays of the morning sun.