It starts in my bedroom. It's a weekday morning and you have been there for 2 hours already. You have already cum in me twice.
Now you are sitting on the edge of the bed, and I'm on my knees between your legs and I'm using my mouth and tongue on your dick, your balls, your taint and your asshole.
For 20 minutes, I have been using my tongue and mouth to get your semi-hard cock hard enough to give you one more shot of getting whats left in your balls into my pussy. I can start to feel your frustration with my inability to get you fully hard again by how you have started to grab my head and the things you have started to say. You are also deeply frustrated that I am not carrying your baby yet.
We have been fucking for around 10 weeks at this stage. We have managed to meet in my apartment a couple of times, one night in a hotel and a surprising number of times in bathrooms and changing rooms. All together you have managed to cum in me over 30 times but it has not taken.
The situation has also become more intense as we have moved forward. Initially, we both were cumming so hard within minutes but given the sheer volume of sex in such a tight time and the danger and risk have really heightened what we are both willing to do.
Even this morning, instead of saying anything to me as I opened the door, you just grabbed me, forced me over the back of my couch and just thrust your cock inside me. I had learned at this stage not to bother with underwear as it will just be ripped from my body or your frustration when I have not been wearing a dress or skirt in those bathrooms. You cum quickly and roughly in me from behind.
Your cock continues to pulse and you push deeper inside me to make sure you fill me as much as possible. You have wrapped my hair around your fist and still, haven't let go.
Finally, you pull out and tell me to go get ready for the next round. To put on the white lingerie and white stockings and to prepare for what will not be an easy time for me.
Over the past number of weeks, the physicality of our relationship has really begun to intensify. It has taken you over a month but you have finally found and pushed past my limits and boundaries. The first time you successfully achieved this was our night in the W Hotel downtown where, through the combination of belt and riding whip, broke me down and I said our safe word.
You took real delight at that moment and quickly mounted and came inside me as I lay helpless on the bed. Your only concern that night was that my cries before you gagged me would cause someone to call the front desk, or the marks you left on my body would raise suspicions with my husband.
Today would be no different and after roughly removing the lingerie, leaving only the stockings, you tie me to the bed face down and ass in the air. Slowly at the start, you use the leather whip we bought weeks ago on my ass, pussy, and legs. You can still see some of your cum as it leaks from inside me.
At first, I just move my body from the whip but by the end when I break and can't take anymore you are using your full strength on me.
This time there is no gag and you delight in my squeals and cries. This, of course, has made you rock hard and you quickly mount me from behind. My moans and my requests for you to put a baby in me, make you fuck me even harder. You tell me that you will make me 'scream louder now than I will in 9 months when the baby cums'. You finish deep inside as your full weight lays on top of me.