He gunned the engine of the eighteen-wheeler and pulled towards the exit from the truck-stop. The truck was full of diesel and he was full of salad and steak and fries. It would be a long evening’s drive before he’d finally have to stop for the night. He was surprised to see a girl hitch-hiking on her own. Normally he wouldn’t pick up hitch-hikers, too many stories of problems, and once moving he didn’t like to stop. But the truck was almost stopped and he was bored. The book on CD that he’d been listening to had finished and he hadn’t brought another one. He pulled over and she climbed up into the cab.
They talked about the weather, and how she shouldn’t be hitching as a single girl, and then somehow they got onto the subject of the internet.
“It’s odd, isn’t it,” he said, “how you can ask and answer questions on the net that would be shocking if asked, say, in a bar.”
“Hitching is a bit like that too,” she said. “I don’t really know who you are and you don’t know who I am. We will probably never meet again, so it really doesn’t matter if we tell each other really personal stuff.”
“OK. How about we talk as if we were on the internet sending each other emails.”
“I’m game. I’ll start then.” She thought for a moment. “I suppose I should start in the traditional way. What are you wearing?”
“That’s silly, you can see what I’m wearing.”
“No I can’t, we’re on the internet. Not to mention that it’s dark. And besides you have to tell me what you are wearing underneath too.”
“OK. I’m wearing work-boots, blue jeans, a white T-shirt with an old tartan shirt over the top. Briefs. I can’t remember what color, dark blue I think. So what are you wearing? Underwear and all.”
“I’m wearing fitted denim jeans, a black v-neck top with long sleeves, and a pair of running shoes. Underneath I’m wearing a matching bra and panty set that consists of black satin. So what is your body like? I want to know everything though. Including what your cock is like.”
“Wow, you are getting personal fast. I’m 5′ 8″ about 190 pounds, so I’m heavyset but not fat. I’ve got a beard. It used to be black but now it’s grey. I’ve had it since I was 22 and now I’m 52, so for thirty years. I’ve got salt-and-pepper hair, a mixture of black and grey. My eyes are blue. I hardly have any hair on my chest. My cock. Hmm, I’m not sure how to describe it. Men, at least straight ones, don’t get to see too many other erect cocks for comparison. You’ve probably seen more than me. I suppose it’s about 7″ or so. I’m circumcised. I’ve got girth rather than length. ‘You’re not planning on sticking that thing in me, are you?’ one girlfriend joked the first time she saw it. Of course I’ve got black pubic hair. No tattoos, birthmarks, piercings or anything the least bit unusual. A bit boring really. So tell me about your body. And I want to know everything too. How tall are you? What color are your eyes, your hair? How big are your breasts? What are your nipples like? Your pubic hair? What is your pussy like?”
She giggled, slightly nervous, then continued with the conversation. “Well, I’m 5’7” and weigh about 130 pounds., a curvy figure rather than a twig. I’ll be turning 19 in about two weeks. I have dark brown eyes, sometimes the color of honey… or the color of coal…. actually depends on my mood. My hair is naturally dark brown, but I dye it for some diversity. Currently, it’s a medium brown with some lighter golden areas…. highlights I guess you’d say. I have 36 D breasts and I’ve been told I have beautiful nipples… they’re a middle-type of pink…. and the area around them is a little lighter. As for pubic hair, I prefer to keep it shaved nice and smooth. I have large lips that tend to swell when I’m excited.and three piercings in each ear. I don’t believe I have any birthmarks… I haven’t discovered one. Do you masturbate?”
“Of course,” he said. “Don’t all men. Boys too for that matter. I’ve read that 98% of men masturbate. And the other 2% are liars. I’ve also been told that some women masturbate from birth and some don’t discover they even have a clit until their late teens.”
“So tell me how you do it? And when did you start?”
“I guess I started when I was about thirteen or fourteen. Puberty. Although before then I used to stroke myself. But the first time I came was around fourteen. When I was your age I used to masturbate most at night before going to sleep but these days I find I masturbate more in the morning if I wake early or if I don’t have to get up. I’ll think about some fantasy, maybe something that actually happened, or something I’d like to happen. Or perhaps a more cinematic fantasy like a porn movie running. Typically I’m lying in bed on my back. I like to put the soles of my feet together for some reason. Of course that means my legs are spread. Sometimes I start by touching my nipples as I start to fantasize. I don’t usually touch myself until I’m already hard. If I’m going to take my time I like to use some lubricant on my hand, otherwise I just start to stroke myself. I’m left-handed so usually I use my left hand. Sometimes I like to caress my balls with my right hand, sometimes I touch my asshole. Sometimes, especially if I’m using lubricant, I like to stroke myself really slowly as I get close to prolong things as much as possible. Finally I’ll come and usually I synchronize with some especially arousing moment in my fantasy. So when did you start to masturbate? And how do you do it?”
“Well, I find it more pleasuring if I’m lying on my stomach. I usually start out though by playing with myself through my panties… I like to work myself up before I actually touch myself…. sometimes I play scenes through my head of what I want to happen or who I want to share this moment with…and then I’ll turn over on my stomach and begin to massage my clit…working myself up more and more by the moment… then when I decide I want it bad enough I get on my knees… put my face down against the bed and plunge a finger into my hot, wet pussy. I use the other hand to massage my clit while I work that one finger in and out…. and that’s about it. If I’m in a particular mood, I’ll stop massaging my clit, use a finger to get some lubrication, then begin to play with my ass… I like the way it feels…and it really gets me going some days…. when I masturbate on my back, I’ll play with my chest while I masturbate, but I prefer to masturbate on my stomach.”
“Do you ever use a vibrator?”
“Sometimes, it’s not that common though. It depends if I’m actually…. well…. craving a dick.” She paused, her hands roaming down her body to gently rub herself over her pants… doing so in such a slow, silent way that he couldn’t hear her or even see what she was doing….
“So do you have any favorite fantasies when you masturbate? Tell me one of them.”
She thought it over for a moment, running thoughts through her mind… then shrugged her shoulders slightly to herself. “Well, I like the idea of being picked up while I’m hitchhiking…. ” she laughed, then continued, “I also like the idea of being tied up…. willingly of course, but not too willingly otherwise what’s the point. Forced into submission but nothing too hard. And, just being someone’s servant for pleasure… if that makes sense. I mean, I like the idea of being someone’s fuck toy, but having an emotional attachment to the person that kind of “owns” me… because I just think the emotions would be amazing. I guess that’s about it… And what about you?”
“We’re pretty compatible fantasy-wise since yours are submissive whereas I tend to fantasize about being dominant. The servant’s master, or the person doing the tying up. I like to write erotic stories and sometimes they start out as fantasies while I work out the details. Sometimes I just fantasize about something that happened, a memorable sexual adventure. Let me think of one for you.” I paused in the dark cab of the truck. “OK, I was in a motel with my then-girlfriend for a weekend away. We’d taken a bag of toys with us. I had these leather cuffs and I put them on her wrists and ankles. I also blindfolded her. The bed in the room was rustic one made out of logs so I tied her wrists to the corners but instead of tying her in a big X I tied her ankles to the top log of the headboard so that she was bent double with her legs spread wide open and pulled up over her head. I think you’d enjoy being tied up like that, being vulnerable and submissive and sexy all at the same time. The first thing I did was to open up her outer lips with my fingers and start to lick her inner lips up and down, and gradually starting to touch her clit too. Remember she’s blindfolded so it is completely sensory, she can’t see what is about to happen. I had a bottle of lube and I put some on my fingers and rubbed it around her asshole. As I continued to lick her I worked a finger into her ass. Then I got an anal plug, quite a big one, only a little smaller than my cock in diameter, and put lube on that and gradually worked it into her ass until it locked into place. I slid up the bed and knelt between her spread thighs and teased her by nestling my cock between her lips, just in her opening but not quite penetrating her. She could feel me, but she couldn’t see me because of the blindfold and she couldn’t take me into her herself as she was tied. Eventually I slowly entered her and started to fuck her. I asked her if she wanted me to fuck her up her ass. We’d talked about it a lot and indeed bought the anal plug for just that purpose. She said yes. So I removed the plug from her ass, stroked lots of lube onto my cock. I positioned the head of my cock in the center of her puckered hole. I slowly and carefully pushed into her. It was the first time either of us had had anal sex. It was very exciting since it seemed sort of extra-naughty, taboo even. It felt very different from a vagina, and obviously even more different for her. I untied her at some point and she lay face down over the edge of the bed and I re-entered her ass and fucked her doggy-style like that for a bit. Then we got back on the bed, she pulled her knees up, I pushed my cock back into her ass, which was pretty relaxed by now, and she masturbated while I fucked her until I came.”
His cock was really hard reliving this episode and telling the girl. He wondered if she was touching herself, he couldn’t really see in the darkness of the cab.
“So what’s the most exciting sexual experience you’ve had?”
By now her hand had snaked it inside of her pants and she was rubbing herself slightly. She stopped as his question registered and she thought about her past sexual encounters.
“This one guy and I had started out pretty heavy and gotten close enough to where I trusted him to do things like tie me up. One night he decided to take it to a new level. He made me get on my knees on the bed, and then tied my hands behind my head… and he spread my knees far enough apart that he could get under me and then tied my ankles to the bed, also tying my knees down. He slid himself under me and teased his hard dick up against my pussy lips….asking me to beg. I obliged, wanting it so bad at the moment I was whimpering. He started to slide it in… then he asked me if I’d take it up the ass that night. I told him anything for my master. He rammed it in nice and hard and started fucking me, his hands roaming all over my large breasts. It was then that I felt hands on my ass…. and his hands were on my chest…. I turned my head and saw a guy I’d met a few times.. His name was Brandon, and he was my boyfriend’s best friend. I groaned and my boyfriend told me to admit to Brandon that I was indeed his fuck toy…
Eventually, Brandon began to kiss my back, working his lips down my body until he reached my ass…. his hands spread my cheeks and his tongue found my tight, puckered hole… he began to lick me and work a finger in and out of my virgin hole. I’d only ever been fingered there, never fucked… so it was quite intense…. In a matter of minutes I heard his pants being unzipped, then he was in my face. He had about a six inch cock and I easily took it in my mouth…. sucking him until he was nice and moist. He put his hands in my hair and told me to look up at him…. he shoved my head up and down on his dick… his face covered in pure ecstasy… then he pulled out. I released a sad groan and then felt him behind me…. his dick beginning to tease my foreign hole. My boyfriend began to slow his thrusts…. allowing Brandon a chance to slip his dick into my ass. The first noise that came from my mouth was a scream and then Brandon shoved in hard. He wasn’t trying to be gentle, but that turned me on even more. He shoved in hard…. and as I screamed I had my first orgasm. The rest of the night I was fucked and it was amazing…. they came in me, on me, and then they both jacked their dicks front of my face until they both came in my mouth…. it was amazing… Are you touching yourself?”
“Of course. Although I have to drive too so I have less freedom than you. So you lost your anal virginity and had a threesome too. So have you ever had sex with another woman?”
“Yes, I have.” Her breathing was a little scattered and she knew he had to have noticed. Luckily, he didn’t really say anything. She sighed softly. “It’s not something I honestly enjoyed though. I mean, I was happy I could please her, but it didn’t really…. well, do it for me. She had tied me up and was using me… that was extremely erotic in my opinion… but I long to please and be used, that’s why I enjoyed it, but I’m more into men than women.” She paused and closed her eyes, her hands rubbing her clitoris a bit more roughly.
“Would you like me to tie you up for real?”
“Perhaps.”
“Maybe I stop the truck at a pulloff. We’re in the middle of nowhere. ‘Out’ I order you. I take you around he back of the truck and open the door. You climb up. Once inside I pull the door shut and turn on a flashlight. It is quite like some sort of dungeon, just the dim light, ropes hanging from the wooden bars that run the length of the empty truck. ‘Kneel’ I order you. I unzip my trousers and my cock is just inches from your mouth. You are about to suck me when I order you to show me your breasts.”
She groaned softly and then responded. “I’d drop to my knees and tug my shirt over my head taking it and allowing it to fall to the floor. Then I’d reach behind my back and unclasp my bra, sliding it from my shoulders and tossing it onto my shirt. My hands would move up to grasp your cock and I’d begin to rub it while placing the tip in my mouth. My tongue would slide along your cock before taking you completely into my mouth…. allowing the back of your dick to hit my throat. It takes a lot to make me gag so you’d have to work kind of hard. Would you like that?”
“Definitely. If you don’t gag easily I’d grab your head with my hands and really fuck your mouth hard, enjoying the feel of my cock head pushing into your throat, and the feel of your tongue as it runs the length of my cock on each thrust. But it is time to tie you up. I move you against the wall of the truck and tie your hands above your head. I undo your jeans and pull them down. I pause for a moment, looking at where just the thin black satin of your panties hides the mound of your sex, anticipating the shaved lips I know are concealed within. I slowly peel your panties down and let them fall to your ankles. You kick away your jeans and panties and stand there naked, tied to the wall of the truck. I can see the furrow of your sex and the pink tongue of your inner lips nestling within. Without being asked you move your feet apart. I squat down and tie your feet to the side of the truck with your legs spread wide. I slide a finger along your slit. Your lips are all engorged with arousal, your wetness is seeping out of you. You gasp as my finger slides across your clit. I push my finger back and this time I slide my finger into your tight wet hole. You move your hips forward pushing my finger deeper into your body. I step back and slowly take off my clothes, admiring your naked body trussed up for my pleasure. You watch, knowing that I’m going to fuck you against the wall. I think you’d be pretty turned on, don’t you?”
She released a soft moan, this time not trying to cover up the fact that she was pleasing herself. She closed her eyes.
“Take off your pants,” he suddenly said, in a voice that clearly expected her obedience.
She didn’t hesitate but slid the denim down her silky, toned thighs. Almost as an afterthought she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slipped them off too.
“Show me,” he said.
She spread her legs and teasingly slid a leg onto his lap. He reached out and flicked a switch turning on a light in the cab. She watched as he alternated keeping an eye on the road and looking down to the exhibition where her fingers played with the soft pink folds of her hairless sex, her legs spread wide and hiding nothing.
“So yes, tied up in the back of the truck I think I’d be extremely turned on. I’d enjoy your teasing me and using my mouth for your pleasure. I’d love to have my body on view to you… and watch you strip… feeling the anticipation for when you ram that huge dick up into my tight little cunt…” She was enjoying being dirty…. it’d been a while… Her fingers teased her moist slit…. her other hand rubbing her clit roughly…. she knew her aroma would soon reach his senses, but she didn’t mind… her leg tensed as she shoved a finger in her slit. One finger and she was impressed at how tight she felt… she groaned softly…
“Would you like to tie me up and use me? Fuck me until you’re finished…? Cum all over me….?” She smirked at the last comment…. she wanted him to use her and the mere idea of it brought her close to her climax. She stopped moving her hands, not wanting to finish until he could finish with her.
“Definitely,” he said. He unzipped his jeans and moved her foot so that it was resting on his hard cock. She stroked his cock with her toes while she continued to gently rub a fingertip on the hard point of her clit.
“So you are tied up against the wall of the truck with your legs spread wide. I push my cock beneath your body so that it is running along the furrow between your lips, teasingly slipping across your clit. You move your hips trying to get my cock to slide into you but I’m teasing you, not penetrating you yet, just sliding back and forth between your lips, spreading your wetness over my cock, spreading your wetness over your clit. I bend my knees and angle my cock upwards. You can feel the head of my cock nestling in the entrance to your cunt but tied to the truck there is nothing you can do but wait. Slowly I slide my cock into you. You moan with pleasure.”
She moaned with pleasure in the truck. He glanced over to watch as she slipped a finger into herself while she continued to caress her clit with a finger of the other hand. She rubbed her foot up and down the shaft of his cock, tickling the pink head with her toes.
“I start to fuck you roughly, jerking up into you and slamming you back against the wall of the truck. I reach down and grab your ass cheeks so that I can fuck you harder, pulling your body against mine on each thrust. I let the fingers of one hand find the valley between your cheeks and then slip lower. A fingertip slides onto the pucker of your asshole. You moan again, anticipating the feeling you will have as my finger pushes into the tight ring of muscle. As I continue to fuck you I work my finger into your ass too. You can tell I’m getting close to coming. At the last moment I pull out of you. You look down as white streaks of come slash across your belly.”
She let herself finally come just as he described him coming all over her. She couldn’t stop herself moaning loudly as her orgasm flooded her body. She moved in her seat and slid across the truck. She took his cock in one hand and wrapped her mouth over it as he continued to drive down the freeway.
As she took his nice hard length into her mouth her tongue caressed every inch of it… taking him expertly into her mouth and into her throat without gagging once. Her tongue snaked across his length before she allowed herself to begin to suck hard on his girth.
“Mmm… does that feel good?” She giggled, her lips brushing his throbbing hard length as she spoke. She continued to lick him, feeling him go deep into her throat. She moaned softly, her mouth reaching the base of his cock….her tongue continuing to snake its way around his shaft….his width was giving her some trouble as she took him into her mouth, but she didn’t want him to think she couldn’t take him. Her hand found his own, the one that he had been using to touch himself with (of course she left the other hand to steer the truck with) and placed it on the curve of her naked ass… She looked up at him, her face illuminated by the cab light… her eyes meeting his as she slid her mouth up and down his length…. watching his face contort in response to the pleasure he was receiving.
He reached across and slid her shirt up her back. When he got to her bra strap he undid her bra in a smooth movement, releasing her large breasts to hang free under her body, rocking in time with the rhythm as her mouth slid up and down on his cock.
He moved his hand back down and ran his palm over the smooth skin of her ass. His fingers found the valley and slid lower, pushing into the wet cleft between her legs. She moved a little, making it easier for him, as she felt his fingers push inside her tight cunt. She felt her body spasm on his invading fingers. She knew she wanted more, she wanted his cock, not his fingers in her. She realized that the truck was slowing down as he pulled off into the parking lot of a motel.
He reached down and lifted her head off his cock. “Put your jeans back on,” he said quietly. She picked up her panties. “No panties,” he ordered. She dropped them back on the floor of the truck and picked up her jeans and pulled them on. She reached behind herself to do up her bra. “No,” he ordered again. She pulled her shirt back down. He reached behind his seat and grabbed a rope and a bamboo cane.
“Come on,” he said, opening the door. She opened the other door and climbed down, conscious of the rough material of her jeans where it cut between her fleshy cunt-lips, and her large breasts swaying freely.
The two of them walked into the lobby. There was just a man at the reception.
As they entered, her eyes wondered over the man she was with and a slight smile crept across her lips before she lifted her gaze to rest on the receptionist. He wasn’t a bad looking fellow. He had brown hair that fell lightly across his forehead, but was cut neatly in the back and on the sides to keep it clean. She noticed that his eyes were a beautiful blue — and that his cheekbones were high, but not to the point of being unbecoming. He was clad in denim jeans and a t-shirt that depicted the hotel’s name “Rendezvous” and a polite smile crept across his face as they entered. He couldn’t have been younger than twenty-five, or older than thirty.
She was very self-conscious of how they must look. He, an older man carrying a rope and a cane, his semi-erect cock straining against his jeans. She, thirty years younger, obviously wearing no bra.
“One room,” he said to the duty manager.
“Twin beds,” he said, guessing that perhaps she was his daughter.
“Certainly not. A king bed. Sex is so much better with enough space.”
She blushed, aghast that he had just in effect told the manager that he was going to fuck her, but at the same time knowing that at that very moment she wanted nothing else more.
“Don’t you think she has nice breasts?” he continued.
The duty manager paused, slightly embarrassed, not sure what to say.
“Well, you can’t really tell, can you?” said the trucker. He turned to her. “Show him your breasts.”
She hesitated for a moment, torn between the embarrassment of showing her breasts to a complete stranger, and the excitement of submitting to his mastery. Finally she reached down and pulled up the front of her v-neck-shirt, catching the front of her bra and pulling that up too so that her breasts were completely uncovered. She felt her nipples stiffen in the cooler air.
“Very nice,” said the manager, unable to tear his eyes from her erect pink nipples. “Room 101,” he said and put a key down on the counter.
He took her hand and led her down the corridor to their room, unlocked the door and led her in. He threw the rope and the cane onto the bed and sat down in the armchair.
“Strip for me,” he commanded.
Her cheeks flushed as he spoke to her in such a degrading tone, and yet she was extremely excited. She looked him dead in the eye, her own eyes glistening a bit with excitement and fear of what this night could bring. She finally began to move, seeing the agitation cross her new found master’s face. She began with her shirt, her fingers fiddling with the hem that caressed her hip line to her jeans. Slowly she raised it, moving her body in such a tantalizing way that she knows his eyes were glued to her… she turned her back completely to him before sliding the shirt up over her breasts; after the shirt is off of her chest she turned to the side allowing him a nice gaze at the size of her chest, then turned back to the front, tugging the shirt over her head completely and tossing it at him playfully. Next, her hands moved to the button of her jeans — her fingers teasingly undoing it in front of him before sliding to unzip the zipper, wiggling her hips as she began to slide the denim down her tanned, smooth skin… her eyes met his and she slowly turned herself completely around, allowing herself to tug her jeans off of her, sliding them down her legs, then allowing them to puddle in the floor. She stood there for a moment, bent over as she stepped out of her jeans. Having no panties, she knew her body was on full display for him. Her nimble fingers soon found their way onto her hips as she began to rub her body… in an extremely mesmerizing way — moving her hips playfully as she once again “danced” for him. She slowly turned herself, displaying her nudity before him. Her hands moved up her chest, teasing her nipples until they were erect, then stopping…. she watched his eyes roam over her and felt her cheeks redden, her shyness a little evident. Her eyes watched his as they dropped her to view her shaven sex. She slid her hands downwards and gently stroked her fleshy lips, opening herself slightly so he had glimpse of the pinkness of her inner sex.
“Are you pleased?” she asked, beginning to nibble on her lower lip…
“You can only speak when you are spoken to,” he said. “And you are not allowed to come without my explicit permission.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pen knife and opened it. She was worried for a brief moment until he picked up the rope and cut three long pieces off it.
“Lie on the bed,” he ordered.
She wasn’t entirely sure if she was meant to lie face down or face up but she wasn’t allowed to speak. So she lay on the bed face up, and, without being asked put her hands above her head and spread her legs, very self-conscious of his thirsty eyes drinking in the unobstructed view of the pink folds of her sex.
He tied a loop of rope around each ankle and then attached them to the corner of the bed. Then he tied her wrists together and pulled tied them to the center of the headboard. He was sure she must have done this before, since she was stretched tight and unable to move but not so tight that it hurt or even was all that uncomfortable. She was simply his to do with whatever he wished. She was surprised that she didn’t feel vulnerable, that instead she felt safe with him. He was her master.
She watched as he slowly undressed until he, too, was naked. She instinctively looked down at his cock, the cock that had been in her mouth just a short time ago and she knew would be in her cunt before the night was out. And perhaps even in her barely-used asshole, who knew what he had in mind. She was his to use as he wished.
He bent forward and gently fluttered tiny kisses on the swelling of her mound, where her hair used to be. His soft lips felt good on her soft flesh. He moved to the insides of her thighs, leaving a trail of excitement burned onto her skin. He slowly ran his tongue up the crease where her outer lips met her thighs. She could feel her clit hard with excitement, almost desperate for the relief of the first touch of his tongue. But he was taking his time, letting her arousal build up slowly. She’d never been licked like this. Of course she’d been licked but her young lovers were too inexperienced, didn’t know their way around the female anatomy, could barely find her clit, rushed too much. Even being licked by a woman hadn’t been as expert as this.
He was kissing her outer lips now, planting a few kisses and then running his tongue the length of her lip. Her outer lips were swollen with excitement. She could feel them pulling a little on her inner lips, generating just the smallest tugs of excitement in her barely disturbed clit. Next, he moved lower, licking that sensitive skin between her cunt and he asshole, gradually extending each stroke of his tongue so that he was starting at her asshole and finishing at the bottom of her inner lips, just outside her entrance. Nobody had ever licked her asshole like this before. She could feel her body desperate to have his tongue inside her, almost trying to suck the tip of his tongue into her asshole at the start of the stroke and into her cunt at the end. She could feel her arousal seeping from her cunt, and feel his tongue as it tasted her, a gourmet savoring a special delicacy.
Finally, to her relief, he pushed his tongue slightly between the pink meatiness of her inner lips. She tried to move her hips to take him deeper but her bonds tied her too tightly. She felt his fingers on her outer lips, gently opening up her sex as if he was opening up a ripe fruit, which in a way he was. As he opened her up, her clit felt like it must be sticking out a mile, standing to attention waiting its turn. He pushed his tongue a small way into her. She gasped in surprise and arousal. He moved in a long slow stroke up between her lips but just before he would have touched her clit he pulled out. His tongue continued above her clit, licking all the way to the top of the cleft of her sex, sending signals of arousal all though her body. She couldn’t remember being this excited.
Finally the tip of his tongue touched her clit. At least she thought he was touching her clit, he was doing it with such feather-like contact she wasn’t sure. Her entire mind was focused on the tiny point of her clit, the only point of contact between the two of them. She could hear herself breathing hard, almost out of control with arousal. As he started to lick her clit slightly harder she felt her orgasm reach the point of no return. She cried out as she came, wave after wave of undiluted pleasure coursed through her body.
He lifted his head. “You must not come without permission, remember? Don’t forget again.”
He lowered his tongue back to her clit and worked the last few drops of her orgasm out of her as the pulsations in her cunt weakened. Her clit was very sensitive to the touch now but he seemed to know and backed off just licking around it. She felt a finger at her asshole. She instinctively tightened but he rolled his finger tip in small circles on the very centre of the pucker and gradually her body opened up to admit the unaccustomed intrusion. He started to lick her clit more directly again as he slowly fucked her asshole with one finger. She felt another finger enter her cunt. She never really came fully down from her first orgasm so it was only a moment before she was going to come again.
“Can I come, master?” she asked.
“Not yet,” he said. She wondered whether she would be able to control herself under such extreme arousal..
Suddenly he licked her clit in hard strokes, almost painful, while at the same time her fucked her ass and her cunt hard and fast with his penetrating fingers. There was nothing she could do to stop it as her orgasm burst over her almost instantly. She clenched her teeth to stop herself screaming with joy as the powerful contractions started in her cunt and radiated through her whole body to her toes, and fingertips.. She was consumed by the power of her orgasm as it took over her body like a fit. She gulped in huge breaths of air as if her body couldn’t get enough oxygen for such a huge climax.
She had barely got her breath back when he undid the ropes holding her ankles. He piled all the pillows on the bed and then rolled her onto her front and tied her ankles again. The pillows were underneath her hips, lifting her ass up into the air. Not to mention exposing her cunt between her widely spread thighs.
“You came without asking,” he said quietly as he picked up the cane. “You have to be punished.”
He slashed the air with the bamboo cane and brought it down onto the bed. It made a terrifying swoosh followed by a loud thwack upon impact. He moved to the side of the bed. He laid the cane across her buttocks as if taking aim. She shivered in fear as she realized that next time it would be her body not the bed that would stop the cane as it descended.
She pressed her head into the mattress in fear. She heard the dreaded “swoosh” as the cane was moved through the air, then the “crack” as it landed on her ass. She squealed in pain and surprise but lay there, allowing herself to be punished. Her eyes started to water. But he was her master, he had never told her to come so she deserved her punishment.
She heard him say “Count them,.”
“Yes Master, One”
The swoosh then crack came again. She screamed and tears started to run. “Two” she whimpered. Each stroke made her scream out at the pain and it took all her concentration to count the strokes. He had caned her thighs and her ass and now his hands were roaming over her streaked bottom. She could feel his fingers on the ridges left by the hard caning. The mattress was wet from her tears. She lifted her head from the bed as his hands continued to rub her sore bottom, her face blotchy because of her tears. His hands were beginning to help take away some of the ache from the caning, but she knew that it would be sore for a few days at least.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. He moved over and opened it wide. The duty manager was there, transfixed at the sight of the naked girl tied to the bed, with her bottom up in the air slashed with red stripes.
The manager gathered his composure. “People complained about the noise,” he said. “You need to keep it down.”
“Yes, she’s very naughty shouting out so loudly. She needs to learn to take her punishment in silence. I think you should fuck her to make sure she learns that lesson.”
“I…I’m not sure that would…I mean she’s tied to the bed. I don’t want to take advantage of her.”
“But she wants you to fuck her, don’t you?”
“Please fuck me,” she said, her voice shaking with embarrassment and because of her crying and screaming. “I disturbed your hotel and so you must fuck me to make up for it. I was a bad girl, and I deserve it.”
She couldn’t see the man, but she could figure that he was standing there with a dumbfounded look on his face — and a huge bulge in his pants. She lay there and it felt as though it were taking hours for him to make a decision. Finally, she heard the noise that excited her — he was unzipping his pants. She grinned and lay there… feeling knees press onto the bed… and then hands rubbing over her reddened ass. She whimpered in pain, feeling the sting as the man grabbed her ass hard…
She felt a hand in her hair and then felt her face jerked hard so that her eyes moved up to view her master — a slight smirk on his face.
“You do not come – if you do, I will cane you again and you’re really not going to enjoy it.”
“Yes, master.” Her head was released and at the other end of her body she felt a finger slip inside of her tight, wet sex.
“Mm, you really enjoy this, don’t you?” The manager asked.
She groaned and nodded her head, “Yes, Sir, I do.”
He shoved his finger into her sex nice and hard, grinning as she groaned. He didn’t hesitate anymore. He got back up on his knees and then placed his hardened length against her sex — the tip slowly starting to enter her.
His eyes moved back over to the trucker. “Are you sure it’s alright that I fuck her?”
She heard her master’s voice say, “Be my guest,” and then the hard cock at her entrance shoved inside of her in one motion, causing her to scream out. He was big. She couldn’t tell his exact size, but he was definitely carrying himself nicely down there. She grunted as he pulled his length out of her and then rammed it back in her hands clenching at the bed they were tied to. His hands moved to rest on her hips as he used her as support while he began to drive in and out of her. She was biting her lower lip hard trying to be quiet, but he knew what he was doing. As soon as he got into the groove of fucking her, his right hand moved to grip her hair and jerk her head back.
“You like this, slut?”
“Mmm, yes Sir.”
He groaned loudly, continuing to fuck her for all he was worth. Everytime his body would come against hers it would smack hard. Both of their bodies already had a layer of sweat coating them as they got more into the act. Her breathing was heavy and she knew she had been forbidden to cum. She was getting close and she started getting quieter as she got closer, scared to cum and focusing hard on not doing so. She felt him start to go harder, knowing he had to be getting close. She gripped the bedding, concentrating hard on making the muscles in her cunt clench against his raging length — hoping it would in turn get him to cum.
“Uh, do you have any preference as to where I cum in her?” He was speaking to her master. He was close. Good, she didn’t know how much longer she could hold back and not cum.
“Hm. I say you fill her pussy, don’t you? Or would you prefer her ass? Or her mouth? Her face? I’ll allow you to cum wherever you want to.”
He remained stationary, fucking her as hard as he possibly could. She was crying out in pleasure and pain — enjoying everything that was happening to her. His hand had left her hair and was now back on her hip, holding her steady while he fucked her harder. She heard him groan loudly then press forward, his hips remaining against her backside as he held himself inside of her. She almost lost control as she started feeling him pulse inside of her, but her mind quickly captured that she was about to — and she held it back somehow. She felt the manager lay against her and groan, his lips showering kisses along her shoulder blades. He finally got up off of her, his cock leaving her sex with a sloppy wet noise. She moaned softly, her head falling against the bed and her toes curled in her frustration of not having a climax from such an amazing experience. She heard the door shut as the manager left.
Her master came over and caressed her sore bottom. “You did well not to come, I can see you were close.”
His fingers fell, almost absentmindedly, into the crack of her ass so that as he continued to stroke her his fingertips were just grazing her asshole. It felt incredibly erotic, her master stroking her most taboo hole. His fingers slipped lower, between her legs and he gently stroked her aching clit. Her whole body shivered in excitement.
“You really want to come don’t you?”
“Yes master. Please.”
“Soon,” he replied. “But I shall come first. Then you can come.”
He moved up the bed beside her. Without being asked she put her head to one side and was immediately rewarded with the sight of her master’s semi-hard cock hanging near her face. She opened her mouth and he moved forward so that his cock was in her mouth, resting against her tongue. She started to lick him, enjoying the feeling as his cock swelled and hardened between her lips. She assumed she was expected to make him come with her mouth but it seemed he had other ideas.
He pulled out of her mouth and moved down the bed. She heard him spit, felt the gob of lubricating spittle land on her asshole. He spread her cheeks wide, almost painfully so, opening up her asshole. She felt the point of his cock as he circled gently on the tight entrance, spreading the lubricant around and starting to relax her and open her further. He pushed into the center of the tight brown pucker and she felt her asshole start to distend and admit him. She gasped as he continued to push into her, the widest part of his cock was painful as it relentlessly drove in. Anal sex had been really intense the few times that she had tried it, but the feelings on this day were stronger still, after all that had gone before: the eroticism of stripping, the intense orgasm from oral sex, the caning, being fucked by the manager and now this, a large cock forced into her tightest entrance.
He started to fuck her, his cock almost pulling out of her ass before sliding its full length into her until his belly was pressing on her striped ass cheeks. She could feel his balls against her cunt lips. Her body was getting used to the invasion and the feelings were simply intense, no longer painful. She was getting close to coming again. Being fucked up the ass always seemed especially exciting
He started to fuck her harder, taking his pleasure from her as he was clearly getting close to coming himself. She gritted her teeth and tried to ignore the feelings of arousal spiraling out from her asshole and her cunt, willing herself not to come until he did. She felt the rhythm of his thrusts change a little as he started to come, pumping cum deep into her ass. She let herself go and her orgasm was immediate. She could feel her asshole milking the last drops from her master as the waves of her orgasm pulsed through her body
She lay there, him laying on top of her, both of their bodies covered in a sheer layer of sweat. Her breathing was beginning to return to normal and she allowed heavy lidded eyes to close as she smiled and made a content moan. She felt his length slide from her aching ass and felt his weight shift from on top of her to beside her on the bed. He undid the bonds that immobilized her. She was soon fast asleep with his arms wrapped around her, cradling her.
When she awoke, her eyes came to rest on the man she had given herself to the previous evening. He was standing and had already showered and dressed, looking ready to head away from the motel and onto the road again. She felt a feeling of intense disappointment that her master was going to abandon her.
“You can come with me if you like.” He picked up the cane and swooshed it through the air. “But I expect complete obedience.”
She was suddenly conscious that her ass still smarted from the previous nights caning. And she knew it wouldn’t be the last as she replied, “Yes master”.
Soon after that, she had showered and was prepared to leave with him. The two of them made their way out of the hotel room and towards the lobby. She had a small smirk on her face as she locked eyes with the manager.
“Thank you for a lovely evening,” she said casually, as if they had merely shared a drink in the bar. A wicked smile crossed her plush lips as she watched his face redden.
“Would you like to fuck her again?” the trucker said matter-of-factly in a loud voice.
The manager looked around, worried that someone might have overheard. He seemed to be speechless.
“Or maybe you’d like her to suck your cock. She’s very accomplished, you know.”
She turned around and bent over. “Or perhaps you’d like to take me up the ass.” She knew he’d be mentally undressing her, stripping her jeans off in his mind and imagining her rounded ass cheeks and the little brown dot within.
Two other people walked in from the parking lot. The manager suddenly came to his senses.
“There’s no charge for the room,” he said, anxious to get them out of the lobby as quickly as possible.
“Thank you,” the trucker said. He turned to the other two guests as they left the lobby. “Room service here is excellent.”
She looked up at her master and grinned with delight as they made their way towards the truck. She didn’t know where they were going, but her master did. She was his to do with as he wished.
This story was written jointly with just_plain_innocent (who, as you can see is anything but plain or innocent). I’m afraid you can still see some of the joins!