The Accountant Surprised Me

I met Carl online. He was an accountant and seemed to be nice enough. I was attempting to find someone I could settle down with at this point in my life. Carl was a safe bet.

We decided to meet up at the mall. When I first saw him, he was undoubtedly an accountant... his pants were too short, he wore glasses, and had on a button-up. Nonetheless, he was an attractive black man. We had a great time talking and when he walked me to my car, he grazed my lower back with his hand. He gave me a quick kiss and we text later that night that we'd see each other again soon.

I had hopes for Carl in the relationship department, but knew there was no way he would be exciting in bed. I had accepted that if things moved forward with him, I'd have a stale sex life. After meeting up a handful of times, I quickly found out that I was wrong. Carl liked it rough. He fantasized about sharing me with another man. He wanted to discuss my fantasies, wanted to make those fantasies come true, and brought up coming over the next evening.

Carl text me with instructions the next night. "Be in lingerie, blindfolded. Beads in." I had recently purchased a vibrator and massaging beads. I was anxious. I paced around the apartment, wondering how quickly he'd be there. I text back and told him the door was open and that I'd be waiting for him in my bed.

I changed into a thong and black nightie. I inserted the massaging beads, feeling how wet I already was. I was so excited to live out a fantasy... giving someone else control. Grabbing a few scarves, I tied the black scarf around my head. The other scarves were placed next to my vibrator. I laid on the bed, breathed slowly, and waited.

It felt like an hour, but probably only lasted a few minutes. I heard the front door open. I patiently waited, listening for him to come into my bedroom. I heard him inhale when he entered the room, making me smile. I felt my pulse race, excited for him to come over to me. I hated not being able to see him, not knowing where he was standing, not knowing what he was doing. The mystery of it all only made me wetter.

Then he was next to me, bending over and kissing me. I felt a scarf wrap around my wrist tightly, then the other. When he was finished binding my wrists, I felt him pull my top down. He immediately began sucking my nipples into his mouth, biting on the first one, then the other.

I tried moving my hands to hold on to him, feel him. I grabbed onto his cock through his jeans. He pushed my hands away and I could hear him removing his clothes. Then I felt his hands on my hips, pulling down my black, drenched thong. He moaned as he touched my lips, feeling how wet I was. I felt him pull at the string attached to the beads. His finger briefly rubbed against my clit, making me lift off of the bed. I wanted him to be touching me. I wanted him to please me, make me cum. Slowly he pulled the beads out of me. He whispered, "You're so wet!"

Then I was being pulled off of the bed by my wrists. I was being shoved to the floor and felt his cock at my mouth. I ran my tongue over the head at my lips. I sucked the tip in, hearing him moan. I moved my hands down, rubbing my fingers over my clit. I moaned as he pulled his cock out of my mouth, slapping it against my cheek. His hand was in my hair, pulling me up by my hair and shoving me face down onto the bed

He slapped my ass again and again until I cried out. He told me to get on all fours. With my hands tied, I slowly made my way so that my ass was in the air, presented to him. I felt more slaps across my ass, knowing it had to be red by now. I heard the vibrator turn on, my pussy clenching as I waited to feel it press against me. I felt the length rub up and down my slit, then settle on my clit. Feeling the pulsing I moaned, pushing up to him. I wanted to feel his cock in me. I wanted to feel him push his cock in and out, stretching me.

He kept teasing me with the vibrator, moving it up and down my slit, up near my ass, then back down. I felt myself open as he shoved the vibrator in me, slapping my ass as he did it. He began slapping me, alternating between my cheeks, occasionally making contact with my clit. I began calling out, begging him to fuck me.

The vibrator turned off and I felt it get pulled out of me. Carl grabbed me by my hair, pulling my head back near his mouth. "You want me to fuck you? Fuck your wet cunt?" I was so turned on, I whimpered, "Yes!" He wrapped his hand around my throat from behind as he shoved his cock in me. I threw my head back, screaming out as he began to fuck me. He let go of my throat, holding onto my hips and began pushing his cock rapidly into me. Holding my hips, only to let go and occasionally slap my ass. I could hear him as he moved in and out of me, his thighs hitting against my ass; feel my juices rolling down my legs. I felt it coming and then it hit, I came all over him, moaning as I collapsed into the bed.

Carl mounted me from behind at this point, me laying flat on the bed. He wrapped my hair around his fist, pulling my head up and he began punishing my pussy. Punishing me for cumming before him. I felt a final slap across my ass and then felt him pull off. A few seconds later I felt his cum coat my back as he moaned out loud, letting my head drop to the bed.