Lust

I was doing what almost every 20 year old in college does, swiping on tinder looking for my next hookup. My fingers paused at the sight of an older gentleman, dark hair, and mysterious eyes. Reading his bio I thought it was fairly basic—but there was something about his pictures, it was as if he was staring right at me. So, I swiped right and boom a match.

“You’re fucking sexy, we should definitely hang out sometime. I should let you know, I love wild sex after a connection has been made. And I’m very dominant,” his opening line grabbed my attention. I loved how direct he was and this was my first time engaging with an older man with him being 28 years old.

For the next two weeks we flirted, sexted, and exchanged naughty photos. Finally, we had made plans to spend a Sunday afternoon together. I could barely contain myself when the day finally arrived. After trying on a couple outfits, I settled with a red mini skirt and a black long sleeved crop top.

After a 45-minute drive I pulled up to his home which seemed like it came straight out of a fairytale. Nestled in the woods, it was this enormous house on a hillside surrounded by flowers and gardens. Two large dogs circled the property barking and announcing my arrival. Butterflies flew past me fluttering their wings and dancing together. I walked up the cobblestone pathway feeling both extremely nervous and excited. After ringing the doorbell, I waited.

Moments later, the door opened and there he stood. I instantly felt small compared to his 6’5 stature with myself being an entire foot smaller than him.

“You look incredible,” his deep voice rumbled as he pulled me into a bear hug.

“Thank you…you too, and this place I mean it’s just gorgeous!” He thanked me and welcomed me inside. He gave me a quick tour of the house, which was just as amazing on the inside with four different levels. We stopped at the kitchen and he said he would prepare brunch for us. I sat at the table in front of a nearly ceiling to floor bay window that overlooked the back property. A few bird feeders attracted Hummming Birds and Woodpeckers to my amazement. Soon my nostrils were filled with the smell of eggs, bacon, and waffles. The entire experience was just very calming and soothing.

Soon enough brunch was served and we shared polite conversation as we ate. It didn’t take long for us to finish and I suggested we sit down in the living room and watch a little tv. After clearing the table we transitioned to the couch and he put his arm around me pulling me close into him. It did not take very long for him to place a finger under my chin and turn my face towards his own. He leaned in and kissed me, slow and sensual. As our tongues danced together, he reached behind me and in one quick motion unhooked my bra. Pushing me back he grabbed my shirt and pulled it up over my head. I let my bra fall down revealing my round chest and he pulled me back in continuing to kiss me passsioantely.

“Should we go upstairs?” he paused to ask me. I nodded in agreement.

In his room standing at the end of his bed he reached down and picked me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist. He smiled at me before leaning in to kiss me again. His hands held onto my butt from under my skirt and one finger was ever so lightly stroking my pussy through my thong.

And now let's get into the nitty gritty because from that moment I became his fucktoy for the next 4 and a half hours. 

He threw me down on the bed and began teasing the fuck out of me. He said he would make me beg for him to touch me—and he did. He kissed me and paid a lot of attention to my nipples, running his tongue over them and lighlty nibbling. He rubbed my inner thigh and pelvic region. He stroked, kissed, licked, caressed, etc; EVERY area on my body except my pussy which was now throbbing for his touch. After what seemed like forever, he very lightly used one finger to stroke my pussy over my thong. My body jolted in anticipation and I could hear him chuckle softly to himself. He pushed my legs apart and very gently licked me over my thong. He pulled my underwear off and continued kissing everywhere except my pussy. Finally, he blew it on gently and gave it one long slow lick. I could have melted. He finally began to give me the best oral sex of my life. 

I just want to say, I've never been so loud in bed before. I can moan loudly sometimes, but I'm not exaggerating when I say I was yelling and grunting like a madwoman. The things this man did to me was insane. He went down on me until I literally could not take it anymore. He was relentless, holding my legs apart with his huge arms, spreading my pussy lips wide exposing my clit, and diving straight in. He wouldn't slow down, he wouldn't stop, he wouldn't let me breathe. I was being rocked with orgasm after orgasm and he didn't miss a beat. I would feel the build up, my legs and hips would tighten up, and then I would explode. And instead of pulling away when I was limp and clearly done, he would pull me in closer and keep going, even stronger thus the cycle continued. He fingered me like a pornstar. He hit my gspot every single time while using his thumb to rub and circle my swollen clit. 

After an hour of teasing, foreplay, oral sex, and plenty of orgasms—his very large dick finally came out. I wondered how my petite body would handle a man of his size. Just at 110lbs and only 5’6. But I took it easily. I was so stretched and wet at this point. He put his hand around my throat and stared deep into my eyes and he slowly pushed his entire length into me. Gasping with each inch and biting my lower lip, I could feel him inside completely filling me up. He used his other hand to massage my clit and my mind became a jumbled mess. His speed increased and soon he was slamming into me with his full strength, the wet thwacking sound of our bodies coming into contact.

He flipped me over and began fucking me doggy style. Suddenly, he pulled his dick out and began finger fucking me again. I can feel him spitting on my ass and very easily his finger glides right in. He’s got two fingers in my pussy, one in my ass, and another playing with my clit. I'm fully losing my shit. It doesn’t take long before I cum very large and fall over panting. He picks me up and throws me against the wall before crawling under me so I'm sitting on his face and goes to work. Only thing I didn't do was beat the wall down, fuck I was dying. I came again and he pulled me down next to him and stopped long enough to tell me to go get my vibrator. I go downstairs and grab my bag and bring it up. He says he needs to let the dogs out and he'll be back in about 15 minutes and I can just take some time to recuperate. I lay down on the bed and just breathe and think about how much regular sex is going to suck compared to this.

Eventually he comes back and very quickly he's kissing me again. He takes out the vibrator and my handcuffs that were in there, brought upon his request. He slips the fur lined handcuffs on me and holds my hands above my head. Kneeling in front of me he shoves his dick into my mouth. He pushes it far and begins to slowly face fuck me. He reaches down and buzzes on the vibrator and pushes it against my clit and I start going crazy again. Holding the vibrator firmly in place while slowly humping my face. Soon he stops and lies down pulling me on top to ride him. I can feel his dick deep inside of me and he wedges the vibrator between my clit ano his body. He grabs my hips and just rocks me back and forth against it. He rolls us over and gives me the vibrator to which I hold it against my clit. He responded with, “Good girl,” before he starts pumping away. Putting one hand over my throat he calls me a slut and demands me to say it back to him. Between my high pitched shrieks and moans, I manage to get the words out. He leans forward putting my face into my neck and really starts fucking me hard. I'm thrashing around pinned under his body and he's groaning really loud with me not being much quieter. We both explode at the same time and he throws himself off of me panting by my side. 

With the both of us working up quite the appetite, he decides to go downstairs to whip up some quesadillas. I take my time to clean myself up and get partially dressed, as my bra and shirt were still downstairs. I go down and approach him in the kitchen to ask him where the rest of my clothes were. He points to the direction of the living room and I turn to walk that way. He quickly comes up behind me, grabs my by the back of my neck, and firmly pushes me against the wall. He reaches under my skirt and starts caressing my ass. He turns me around and slips his hand under my underwear and slowly pushes a finger in. He leans down and starts kissing me and his slow fingering is causing soft moans to escape my lips. He walks me to the couch where he pushes me down and hikes my skirt up. He holds my legs apart and starts going down on me and doesn't stop until 3 orgasms later. Finally he goes back to the kitchen to finish cooking.

A little while later we're eating and talking while watching TV. We finish eating and he's laying down with his head in my lap. I wait until the episode we’re watching ends and then I nudge him to tell him I'm going to leave. We both get up and head towards the the 3 stairs that separate the dining room from the living room. I get to the top step when he grabs my arm and turns me around to face him. With him being on the bottom step—for once we were eye to eye. He uses his hand to grip my throat and force me to hold eye contact with him. He quickly shoves a finger inside my sore pussy which makes me knees go wobbly.

“Will I see you again?" It felt like a demand and not a question.

“Yesss,” I weakly whisper shakily in response.

“Good…because there’s so much more I want to do to you,” he lifts up his foot resting it on the top step. Turning me around, he bends me over his knee and pulls my skirt up revealing my ass. He starts spanking my ass, hard with the smacks echoing through the empty house.

After a few more slaps he stands me back up and grabs me by the back of my neck, pushing and leading me back upstairs into his room. He tears off my clothes and throws me down on the bed and begins to fucks me very aggressively. I’m flat on my stomach and he’s on top of me using his legs to hold mines apart, slamming into me yelling for me to take his cock. He's growling into my ears while licking and biting them. For the first time all day, he cums quickly. Kissing me all over he says that he's going to stay in his room and not walk me out to keep himself from fucking me again. I get up and get myself together. He's in bed with his eyes closed when I'm ready. I walk over to him and whisper that I'm leaving. He gets up and scoots to sit on the edge of the bed and wraps me in a hug. He thanks me for coming and kisses me a few times. I'm not sure how he got to fingering me, but one moment I'm standing in front of him saying goodbye and the very next he's got me straddling him with his hand under my skirt finger fucking me. I'm hopping around and can hear the fast "squish-squish" sound of his fingers inside of me. He uses one arm around my lower back to pull me down and closer. This goes on until I cum. I climb off and he apologizes again and swears this time to let me leave. He gives me a quick kiss and I went downstairs and left. 

The entire drive home all I could think about was how much he destroyed my pussy and how I loved every second of it.

Needless to say, this was just the beginning of a very long and exciting relationship.