Yes Again

The passionate reunion continues...

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Yes, again, the second time...

She loved to feel weak within the power of his grip. His broad shoulder carried her effortlessly, one arm holding her legs firmly while the other hand opened the door.

She felt him stop and turn, then he leant forward to roll her onto the bed, quite gently for a man with such strength. She felt the loss of his hand but loved the way he used her body with ease and familiarity. The bed was firm beneath her back as he moved her arms wide apart on the bed then spread her legs and raised her knees. The clothes pegs hit the floor with a loud click then she was buried by the sensation of blood rushing back painfully.

His weight was overwhelming as he pushed his heavy thick cock within her slick cunt. She shivered with the returning memory of him. He stretched her deliciously as he drove forward into her. The plug in her rear made his entry more intense than she thought possible, her cunt felt tighter with many new sensations that she could not separate from the mix within her.

"Yesss..."

She felt him touch her deeper than any other man ever had, and recalled the pain of their first sex, when she feared she would never enjoy him without suffering.

Her first orgasm came after only a few minutes, she was so well aroused. He carried on regardless, as she knew he would, until her second and third had followed. She knew he would plough her until he was satisfied, and by that time she would be a limp rag with no will of her own. That was his special hold on her heart, to take her without any 'by-your-leave', to know her gift to him was complete.

After a time his pace slowed and her heart quickened. His head dipped forward as he found her nipples with his teeth and roughly pulled the bands off- more suffering and sensation for her. He sucked hard and deeply on each nipple until she was panting in overload, then drew back and smacked her left breast sharply. His open palm was hard but she was beyond pain, in a special place of her own that he brought her to.

Three more quick smacks on her left breast then three to her right made them bright red and super-aroused. Her hips were driving her onto his cock while he was holding himself still. Her voice made no words, just a long groaning noise that rose and fell for minutes on end. Ultimately she fell back with her body twitching erratically and passed somewhere between sleep and unconsciousness.

Some time had passed she guessed, when some sense returned to her. His hand was gripping the base of the plug, working it, turning, pushing and pulling on it. She reveled in the deep motion she still found new and humiliating. In her practice with the plug it had rested still within her, unless she moved, to walk or sit, when she could feel it in her. This working of it made her intensely aware that he was pushing her in new ways.

"Soon we will remove this, it has been in you long enough, honey. I am proud that you have worn it for me. Did you find it hard to prepare your bottom for it in the way I told you?" He slid three fingers of his other hand into her as he asked, she felt him stroking the silicon rubber through the wall of her cunt, which aroused her intensely.

"Yesss..." she hissed between gritted teeth as her orgasm began to build within her. Her pelvis began to squirm as he worked in her with his hand and with the plug as well. A ball of sensation grew in her groin and as she gasped he jerked the plug free to detonate her climax- which went on and on, as her body jerked and twisted from the energy released in her.

Later, when she was able to breathe normally again and form her thoughts coherently, she was aware of an absence there that felt wrong. She moved her buttocks and clenched her muscle. The work she had done to prepare had taught her to know the plug as her lover's instrument in her. She had worked daily to increase the time she could have it within her, even to the point of holding it in for an entire day, evening to evening, beyond his instruction. The absence she felt then was similar to her feeling now.

He saw her stir and removed the blindfold. Her eyes struggled to adjust to the waning afternoon light from the window. The tropical sunset was not far off now. He held a bottle to her lips and she drank greedily like a lamb from its mother. She felt grateful for the fluid, and curled into his lap in gratitude and love. The time he had spent in the gym during her absence had made his body hard in places that had been soft, yet his arms still wrapped her in the old way. She felt like purring.

His hands were never still, rubbing and stroking her anywhere he could reach, one on her head caressing her hair scalp and neck while the other made longer strokes of her lower back, bottom and thighs. She was grateful that he did not touch her cunt or anus as she was over sensitive there, yet she loved his touch and the way he changed from light stroking to firm kneading of her muscles. His nails sometimes dragged on her skin which could make her shiver.

She became aware of the fullness of her bladder. She had limited her fluid intake on the long flight to be better able to hold the plug, but it had still been many hours since she had wrestled within the tiny aircraft toilet to put it in place. He sensed her discomfort and responded by moving his hand to her belly and stroking her there. He was a subtle torturer.

"Soon, my dear, but not yet- be patient." His hand went from light stroking to firmer pressure, then withdrew to play with her breast, squeezing the fullness, then pinching the nipple, still sore from the bands.

"Your friends are eager to see you now that you are back, but I am going to be selfish. I have lied to them, to say you will return tomorrow night. This gives me 24 hours to have you to myself, for my pleasure and yours. You have been gone so long I need to indulge myself in you until we are bonded again."

He moved her so that she lay back across his lap, her legs slightly splayed and her head resting on the bed. She knew that he would place her as he desired, she should just relax, accept and enjoy his whims. This backward bow put further pressure on her bladder, which she tried to ignore.

One hand stroked her face, nose, ears, then lips, dipping two fingers inside for her moisture, then painting her lips with it. She opened her mouth and licked at his fingers as they moved, then drew back her tongue as he probed within her mouth. He knew she loved to be opened to him this way. He added a third finger, then a fourth and pushed more deeply to the back of her tongue. She tasted his sweat and her own fluids as he explored her open mouth, stroking all around her tongue, inside her teeth and lips, then pushing more firmly back into her. She began to gag a little and he paused, before going a little further again, This time she controlled her throat and he could go beyond that place, just a few more millimetres. She could see him smile.

His other hand began stroking her thighs and belly gently, then found their way to her crotch, tracing the outline of her vulva, enjoying the soft skin at the join of her thigh and genitals. She moaned slightly around his fingers, as her thighs and cunt opened to him more, and his fingers touched her outer lips. He ran his finger between the inner and outer lips. When he finally pushed his fingers into her (she could only guess if two, three or four of them were in her) she tensed and arched her back. To be penetrated in mouth and cunt at once was very special.

"You are so wet, come on, I need to taste you and drink from you" He lifted her bottom off his lap with the hand inside her and slid himself back towards the head of the bed, lying prone. He gestured for her to straddle his face which she did, knowing how he liked to have her. Her hands went behind her back to clasp each other as she lowered herself onto his face.

He licked her insistently and firmly, from vagina to clit, and back again, alternating wide flat strokes of the tongue with probing point action. She felt him lick around the opening of her vagina and moved to open herself a little more to make it easier. His hands went to her breasts and gripped them strongly, using them to force her down a little more on to him. Her breathing became ragged as her belly heated with this treatment, she welcomed his teeth when they began to nip on her lips and clit. She was trembling and losing her posture when he said, "now climb on my cock and fuck me til I come." She spun quickly to see his hard cock waiting for her and held her breath as she impaled herself slowly. Her thighs began to lift her to work her cunt on him.

She was more aroused than before and hoped for the feel of his hands on her rear as she fucked him. He began to spank her hard but slowly, one side then the other as she rose and fell on him. The sensations built and blurred for her but she knew this was not for her pleasure as she focused on working his cock within her. She loved the feeling of it on the rear wall of her cunt, sliding as she moved, and the spanks were heating her inwardly. She could have come at any moment so she thought of long division and glaciers while she sweated at her work. Her bladder was another distraction, she was glad he was not prodding her front wall. After an age he began to twitch and groan in that way she loved and she felt him spasm within her slippery cunt as he filled her.

When he stopped twitching and had resumed breathing again, she managed to contort to spin without him slipping out of her and lay down on top of him, enjoying the sensation as he softened within her, yet held back the semen that was there. She thought that she would drip for the rest of the day, she was so wet. She kissed him all over his face and down his chest and arms, then went to work on his mouth with her lips and insistent tongue, as deep as she could probe. Their sweat mixed and she slid a little, chest to breast, and loving the feel of his body on hers again.

His hand found the remote for the air conditioner and she heard it begin to purr, the cool draft delicious on her skin. They both dozed for a time, she woke when it was full dark outside. He stirred again shortly afterwards.

"Come with me now, my love. Time for some other relief." He took her hand and drew her to her feet and she followed him to the tiny bathroom where he gestured for her to squat on the toilet. She looked at him in the half-light until he nodded for her to proceed. As her flow began she sighed "Yes" again with blissful relief, as he watched her.