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Feb. 21, 2020
It’s been four days since my hook up with Mark, and since then I’ve received another text message from this unknown person. It seems to be about the same thing, calling me a slut and saying I have to be punished. But punished for what? Having fun? And what right does this person have calling me a slut when I’m just exploring different possibilities. It’s not like I’m in some committed relationship and am sleeping around for the hell of it. I’m single, and I’m young, I have every right to be a little adventurous in the bedroom. Or “bedrooms” I guess I should say. Whoever this was, was just a hater and he or she could go to hell. It’s probably my sister. I wouldn’t put it past Hattie. She’s blubbering on and on all over her Facebook page about her Mother’s Day weekend wedding. Apparently, she thought Mother’s day; March 22nd was a great day to get married. Sure, why not ruin everyone’s Mothering Sunday by having to show up for her wedding. Well, she can go fuck herself for this stunt. I’m not going to let it scare me or stop me from having a good time. Tonight is Friday and with a little bit of luck, Mr Mystery will be at the restaurant tonight and up for another round of fun. Only this time I want him in bed. And I’d like to point out how I was able to get a married man and a black man off my list in one go. Worked out pretty well if I do say so myself.
My Sex List
Swallowing a guy
First Black guy
I felt my heart flutter when he walked in just after seven tonight. Mr Mystery looked very good in his black straight cut jeans, his black t-shirt and black leather jacket. I had no idea what he did for a living, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he was military or security. I didn’t believe in the whole spy theory that Scarlett has, but I could see him being some type of protector. I don’t know what it is about him, but just looking at him was doing all kinds of things to my body. He was about to be seated in Jessica’s area, but after a quick word, he was placed in mine. I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face. He knew I worked most Friday nights and he was here for me specifically tonight.
I headed to the ladies’ room real quick to remove my dark purple thong and placed it into the pocket of my pants. Then I headed out to see Mr Mystery. He gave me a warm smile as I approached his table. I was fairly confident that I would never tire of seeing it.
“Hello Issy.” He said in a purr, I wanted nothing more than to hear him moan my name.
“Yes please. And I’ll have the special.”
“Coming right up,” I said with a flirty smile before I turned and headed off to put his order in.
I made sure to tuck my thong between the napkins and grabbed his drink. Going back over to the table, I placed them both down with a warm smile.
“Here’s your drink and your food will be by soon.” I gave him a wink and turned away.
I went over to the bar and turned to look at him. He noticed the napkin and lifted it up to see the thong. He gave a devilish smile as he took it and placed it into his pocket. He looked directly at me, I could tell he was more than ready for another round. I busied myself with my other tables as his food was cooking. Once it was ready, I brought it over to him.
“I’ll pick you up at eleven. Out front.”
“Looking forward to it,” I said and headed off to do my job.
I wanted to make sure I got everything done so come eleven I would be able to get out of this place and off with Mr Mystery. And maybe I would actually be able to learn his name.
It was finally eleven, the rest of my shift dragged one once Mr Mystery left after finishing his meal. He gave me a good tip though, like always. Seemed a little weird to tip the person you were about to have sex with, but I’m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, a twenty-pound tip was a twenty-pound tip. I made my way out front and there he was leaning against his truck. It was a black pickup truck, and I could tell he took very good care of it. I don’t know why, but seeing him with a truck surprised me. It shouldn’t, considering I knew nothing about him. I quickly made my way over, and he opened the door for me.
“Thanks,” I said, as I got inside.
He climbed in and then we were off.
“Where we going?” I asked.
“Not far. There’s a hotel right around the corner. I already got us a room.”
“A hotel room, eh? Trying to keep me as a dirty secret from the wife?” I teased, but part of me was anxious he was married. Which is insane considering I just slept with a married man.
But my heart ached with the prospect that he could very well be married or living with another woman.
He gave a chuckle; it was dark, and rich and I wanted to hear it again. “No nothing like that.”
I wanted to ask him more, but my experiences in the past with him told me he wouldn’t answer. There was no point in pressing for me when he wouldn’t give it to me no matter what. Besides, it didn’t really matter. I didn’t know his name, so why know anything else about him. We quickly arrived at the hotel, and he parked near the entrance. We got out and headed inside. He turned the lights on and I saw there was only one queen size bed, the comforter was already pulled off it and there on the headboard were four restraints. Mr Mystery planned ahead it would seem. It should have made me nervous, but something about him told me that he wouldn’t hurt me.
“I’m hoping you’re the adventurous type.” He said into my ear from behind me.
“I’ve never done bondage, but I have wanted to,” I said, as I turned around to face him, our bodies touching.
“I should warn you; I’m not a fan of condoms. But I’m clean.”
“Me too. And good. I want to feel the heat of your cum inside of me. I hope you can keep up though; you did promise me a night of fucking.” I said, with my mouth just millimetres away from his.
“Oh, I can go all night, don’t you worry about that. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be so full of my cum; it’ll be dripping out of you for days.”
And with that promise, his mouth was devouring mine. Unlike Mark, his kiss was heated and full of passion, but not control. He wasn’t a man that demanded control, maybe because he knew he already had it -Either way I welcomed his tongue inside my mouth and his hands on my body.
The kiss quickly turned heated, he ran his hands down my back and cupped my ass. I wished I hadn’t worn pants tonight, but I had no idea if he would show. He made quick work of removing me of my clothing, leaving him fully dressed. He pulled back from the kiss and looked me right in the eyes as he ran his hand down my body to the insides of my folds.
“You’re soaking wet Sweetness. Should I lick it up?”
“Oh god.” I moaned.
“Say it. Tell me what you want me to do to your sweet quim.” He said as he inserted a finger inside of me.
“You want to feel my tongue inside of you again?”
“Yes.” I all but begged because god did his tongue feel amazing buried inside of me.
“I think I could do that.”
And with that, he picked me up from the bottom of my ass and brought me over to the bed. He placed me down and then grabbed my right wrist and attached it to one of the restraints on the post. He did the same to the left. He suddenly grabbed my right ankle and attached it to the other restraint on the post and did the same to my left. When he was done, he sat back and took me in. Both of my hands were restrained, but with how he attached the other restraints to my ankles, he left me completely exposed and at his mercy, my legs were bent and spread as wide apart as my body could handle - Leaving nothing to the imagination. I should have felt exposed, but instead, I was only turned on. I could feel myself getting wetter just thinking about what he was going to do to me.
He made a show of slowly getting up from the bed to remove his own clothing. Once he had his removed, he strode back over to me, his hard-on clear for me to see.
He gave me a smirk as he bent down and didn’t even waste a second before his tongue was diving deep inside of me. I moaned at the sensation, pulling on the restraints just slightly.
“You taste so good, Sweetness. I could do this all night.”
I would have let him, genuinely would have let him. He was so unbelievably talented with that tongue of his; he should seriously teach a class to other guys on how to do this. He inserted a finger and very quickly found my g-spot. But instead of fucking me with it, he rubbed circles over it, as he continued to lick and suck on my clit. I had very quickly turned into a moaning mess there on the bed. All too soon I was cumming against his tongue, and he happily lapped it all up. I was hoping he would keep going so I could squirt, my new favourite thing, but instead he stopped and moved up, so his erect cock was right in front of my mouth.
“I’m going to fuck you, but first I’m going to fuck this sweet mouth of yours.”
“It’s a good thing I’m thirsty then,” I said playfully.
“I got a big drink for you.”
I opened my mouth, and he slid right into it, not stopping until he hit the back of my throat.
I gave a deep moan, and he didn’t hold back. He fucked my mouth fast and deep, I loved every second of it. Hearing him moan and groan as he got pleasure from my mouth. It was only turning me on more. I could feel him getting closer, when he finally gave a deep moan, saying my name, he came hard and deep, his cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed everything he had to offer me and even when he started to go soft, I continued to suck. He gently rocked his hips back and forth, letting himself catch his breath. Once I had him hard again, he pulled back. He moved down between my legs and rubbed my clit with the tip of his erection.
“You ready for me, Sweetness?”
“Please.” I moaned. I was more than ready. Had been since the moment I met him. This was long overdue.
“Not until you tell me what you want.” He was playing, we both knew it, but I had a feeling he wasn’t going to give in, not until I did.
“I want you.”
“To do what?”
“I want you inside of me.”
“Yeah, like my finger?”
“No, your dick inside of me.”
“Yeah? Inside where? That mouth of yours again?”
He moved his tip down to my folds and continued until he hit my ass. He rubbed his tip over my hole as he spoke. “Or maybe you want my dick to fill your tight ass first.”
“You know where I want it.”
“You gotta say it. Come on, Sweetness, say it and I’ll give it to you.”
“I want your dick inside my pussy.”
“As you wish.”
That was the only warning I had before he was shoving everything; he had inside of me. I screamed out in the pleasure of feeling him spreading me open and filling me up.
“So tight and wet.” He moaned.
I moaned as he pulled all the way out only to shove himself right back in.
“You want it slow or hard and deep, Sweetness?”
“Hard and deep. I need it so bad.” the very last thing I needed was slow right now.
He didn’t need to be told twice as he started at a brutal pace. He was going as fast as he could, and making it as deep as he could, and yet it wasn’t deep enough. I wanted to feel more of him, more of his heat. I wanted to feel his cum all the way inside of me.
“Deeper.” I moaned.
He pulled out, and I gave a whine at the loss. He reached over and pulled on the restraints for my ankles. He made the leash shorter, pulling my hips up off the mattress, folding me in half essentially. He repositioned himself on top of me and then pounded straight down inside of me. Going deeper than anything I had ever felt before.
“Oh yes, fuck, don’t stop.” I moaned.
“Fuck, I’m gonna fill you up and love knowing that you’ll be feeling me inside of you for days.” He grunted.
“Yes, yes, fill me up. I want to feel it.” I begged.
He reached under the pillow and pulled out a little clamp. I had no idea what it was, but then he was attaching it to my clit and turning it on.
I felt the vibrations flooding my already sensitive body, and I couldn’t stop the small scream that came out of me.
“Only a small scream, that won’t do. Let’s turn it up all the way shall we Sweetness?” He turned the small dial all the way to ten, causing me to let out a loud scream.
He was back to pounding into me, hitting my g-spot dead on each and every time. I could feel that all too familiar building happening inside and I knew I was going to be squirting at any moment.
“Don’t stop. So close, fuck don’t stop.” I begged as my body shook.
I was trying to hold off, knowing it would feel even better when I do, but it came over all of a sudden, I was squirting right up into the air. He gave a deep groan at the sensation, I could see the heat flooding his eyes.
Thanks to the position I was in, some of my liquid juices ended up getting me in the face. Which only turned me on even more.
“Oh fuck, you’re getting covered in your sweet juices. Lick your lips, taste yourself.” He growled.
I did as I was told and couldn’t help the moan that escaped. My whole body felt amazing in this moment. I never wanted it to end.
“I’m gonna make you squirt again. I’m going to have you soaked in your own juices.” He growled.
“Oh, fuck, yes. I want to shower in it. Oh, fuck so good.”
I sounded like a whore, I did pick up on that, but fuck it. My whole body was tingling. Even my teeth felt like they were shivering. This man was able to do things to me, make me feel things that I didn’t even know existed.
“You’re getting closer. I can’t feel it building inside of you. Squirt for me, Sweetness.”
He pounded deep inside of me, hitting my g-spot relentlessly and all too soon I was squirting again. I was quickly becoming soaked in it, and I loved it. His pace was even faster now, he was reaching the end of his limit, and after another thrust, he buried himself deep inside of me and cam hard. His hot cum made me cry out in ecstasy as I came with him. When we both stopped pulsing and were able to catch our breaths, he slowly started up once again.
“I’m nowhere near done with you.”
And that was a promise he more than fulfilled.