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An unexpected late night of Roleplaying.
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An unexpected late night of Roleplaying. I won’t bore you with the cocks I sucked. Guys, that want nothing more, which don’t get me wrong I love. Again the more the merrier, wish they’d been here at the time. Girl can’t have everything. But, I unexpectedly had one of the best times, I have had in I don’t know how long. So, unexpected. I met this guy on Grindr, several months ago and didn’t think we’d ever meet, but we did last night. Late. He’d asked if I liked , so many do and so many just don’t know how. He sent me a two-page story, of what he wanted me to act . Asked if I’d do it. “When?” He asked. Thinking we’d never meet, I said, “Now.” “Okay. What’s your address?” I sent my address believing, he’d never show. He sent me a when he left and was adamant that I stick to the script. I loved it and rock hard thinking about it. When he arrived, I went right into the script. I was back in the bedroom, like he requested. He walked in the bedroom, looked at me sitting on the edge of the bed. “What are you doing? Dressed like a girl?” “You weren’t supposed to be here. Oh my God, please don’t tell anyone.” He grabbed me by the chin, turned my face upward toward him. “I might tell no one, then again I might. It’s up to you.” “Please don’t tell anyone… Please.” “Tell you what I won’t tell anyone, but you will have to do some things for me.” “No… please. I can’t what do you want me to do.” (He was adamant that I refuse, he wanted me to fight his advances. Which I did and I loved it.) He stood, took off his shirt, pants and underwear. Sat down on the bed and said. “Now give me your hand and rub my cock.” He showed me how to stroke his cock. Which I did, asking, begging him to stop. “Stand up.” I did. “Put your hands behind your back.” I did and the handcuffs clicked closed. “Kneel.” I did. “Close your eyes.” I did. “Good little slut. You’re a slut aren’t you? “Yes.” “Open your mouth.” I did. When his cock was in my throat, he grabbed me by the back of the head, pulled his cock into my mouth until my lips were on his belly. “Open your eyes, slut.” I did. “You like cock in your throat don’t you slut.” I responded how he wanted me to. I mumbled. “No.” He throat fucked me. “Your a slut. Take it slut.” He stopped, hands at the back of my head. “Lick my cock.” I did, fighting back the urge to choke. I wanted to please him. I wanted his cum. I loved feeling helpless, handcuffed. “Look up at me.” I did. His cock deep in my throat. My eyes watered. “No.” I mumbled and shook my head. What I wanted to say was how much I liked this, how much I enjoyed being treated like a slut. I did what he asked and said, “No. please.” He said. “You're a good little slut.” I could see the enjoyment in his eyes, I felt good. I like being a slut. I started to choke, he pushed harder on the back of my head, keeping his cock deep in my throat. Then he fucked my face, harder, faster and harder. Pulling me into his belly with his hand on the back of my head. He said, “I going to cum in your mouth, slut.” I responded as he asked. Mumbled, “No, please.” What I was thinking, God I love this. My cock was rock hard under my skirt. He fucked harder and faster. When he shot his load in my throat, he gripped the back of my head pulling me onto his shaft. His load went down my throat. “You liked that didn’t you, slut?” I nodded, looked down at the floor liked he’d asked me to do. Keeping with the . He grabbed me my chin, pulled my face up and said “Your is now Slut.” He took the handcuffs off, dressed and left. I love cock. I am a slut. I love , |
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