She knocked on the door and waited, still nervous despite it not being her first visit. He opened the door and smiled at her, standing aside and letting her in, moving across so that he could shut the door behind her. She stood still and let him pass her, looking up at him as he did. His massive 6 feet 3 inch frame towering over her own 5 feet 2 inches. He smiled down at her and gathered her close, wrapping his arms around her and enclosing her, she breathed deeply, the smell of him and fresh laundry, burying her head in his chest. She snuggled against his towelling robe.
They stood silently wrapped in each other, the only noise was the sound of the fridge chilling. Taking a deep breath she looked up at him, he looked at her and smiled.
"Hello." she said and stood on her toes and kissed him.
His arms came around her and pulled her close, kissing her deeply, his tongue sliding into her mouth, exploring, his arms tightening around her even more. He broke their kiss and smiled at her, a kind of sideways smile, she knew what was coming. He let her go.
"Strip." One word, curtly delivered as he watched her.
He stood back and watched as she took off her clothing one layer at a time, folding it and putting it on the shelf by the door, finally taking her shoes off and leaving them neatly stored. Standing naked she waited, watching as he pulled himself to his full height, taking in a deep breath, his cock nudging the edge of his robe. Her body, round, folds creasing down her back, her large breasts sagging slightly, her stomach large, made his breath catch. He loved his women big and this one was large, smooth and round, everything he wanted.
"Crawl." Nothing more. Nothing more was needed.
She quickly got to her knees and waited for him to move. He turned and went down the hallway, she followed him on her knees, not looking up, simply following his feet as he walked towards the bedroom. He stopped at the door and stood to one side, she stopped at the side of him, her head against him, his hand reaching down and stroking his hair.
"In." Another single word. She complied.
He followed her into the room and closed the door, standing behind her, watching her wide backside as she crawled across the room towards the bed. Her stomach swung pendulously as her large thighs hit it, her breasts swinging the same way. Normally she would be excruciatingly embarrasssed at the thought of what she was doing, but this man, this complete bear of a man made her feel like no other had for a very long time, safe, secure, wanted. She had no thought for what she looked like, just a simple desire to please. They were play partners, nothing more, but his dominance easily slipped into their days together as did her submissiveness.
"Get on the bed." He growled as he removed his robe. His cock stood proud as he watched her crawl onto the bed.
Unable to contain himself any longer he took hold of her ankles and twisted them until she had no choice but to turn on her back. Not stopping to make sure she was comfortable or fully on the bed he spread her legs wide. She yelped as he pushed them to their widest extent and beyond, ignoring her he moved in and stood with the tip of his cock at the entrance to her already soaked cunt. She was always ready for him, always eager to accommodate and please. He slid into her with ease, bending his knees slightly as he did, making sure he was able to get full access and thankful, not for the first time, that his bed was so high.
Looking up she watched him, his arms holding her wide, making the muscles on the insides of her large thighs scream, his large frame and stomach against hers, she loved watching him as he fucked her, a fierce need on his face, watching himself as his cock slid in and out of her, her cunt depositing juices all over his cock and she shivered as it ran down over her ass. He watched her, her stomach moving fluidly, her breasts in time with it as she moaned loudly, her large thighs wobbling, driving him on, his need for her taking him. He slammed into her cunt, over and over, each stroke harder than the last, more wanton, more needy.
A myriad of thoughts went through his mind as he watched her, suddenly wanting to do everything all at once, needing to take her and use her, abuse her and cherish her all at once. He pulled out of her abruptly and leaned over. Grabbing her hair he pulled her upright and then forward, pulling her into him. Her mouth opened automatically and she took him deeply into her mouth, his width making her open her mouth wide, as he pushed and pushed, making her gag on him, her chest heaving as she took him as deeply as possible. Pulling out of her she coughed as he threw her backwards on the bed, taking her ankles again and pushing her legs up again. Ramming himself into her once more, he let go of her ankles and she wrapped her legs around his hips as much as she could.
Leaning forward he put his hand on her throat. Panic rose in her and she tried to twist away. He hushed her softly but continued to stroke into her, his hand just resting on her neck, not moving at all as he continued to take her. As he fucked her he slowly tightened his hand around her throat, she watched him, his face calm and in control as she gave herself over to him, lifting her head, closing her eyes as he listened to her moans. Her hand came up and closed over his, pressing him into her throat, blocking her airway, the tingle of oxygen starvation running through her body, hightening her need, her arousal, making her hypersensitive to everything. As he stroked into her she started to see spots, his other hand pinched her nipples hard as she attempted to moan, her body squirming under his as she looked up at him again.
"Cum for me." he said. "Now."
She obeyed without question. Letting herself go she felt her orgasm run through her deeply, years of training with previous Doms had taught her how to keep her orgasm at bay until told otherwise and now she let it course through her, her cunt swelling to grip his cock tightly, her hands reaching forward to pull at his arm fruitlessly. He was not about to let go until her orgasm had passed, if she passed out, so be it. Her body convulsed as he watched, each shudder wracking her deeply, his hand still around her throat, her breasts and stomach swaying back and forth in ripples. He pulled out, looking at her, his cock twitching, his breath shuddering as his need ran through him.
"Turn over. NOW." He growled.
She flipped herself onto her stomach, lifting herself as she moved, her stomach dropping, her breasts hanging. She parted her knees and lowered her shoulders to the bed waiting for him, her legs open, her cunt and ass fully exposed to him. Moving himself in behind her, he positioned himself between her calves. Sliding his hard cock between her cunt lips he made himself wet once more, before sliding up, bringing it with him to sit with the tip of his cock against her tight puckered asshole.
"Push back slut." He said, his voice shaking slightly, his breath coming deeply.
She bowed her head and closed her eyes. Not obeying was not an option. Gritting her teeth she pushed back against him, feeling her tight ass opening to him. She moaned deeply as he did, taking him slowly, his girth stretching her completely. She stopped to let her ass get used to it but he wasn't about to stop. He pushed into her hard, once, twice, she screamed in pain as he pushed into her, but still he pushed. She wanted to stop but didn't, a combination of need to obey and a need to feel the pain. She called his name, sobbing, begging him to stop but knowing he wouldn't. Her tears drove him on harder, his cock buried deep in her ass, stroking, over and over, slamming into her. His balls tightened and he growled as he filled her with his stream of cum. Under him she shuddered as he fell towards her, still moving inside her slowly, stroking himself into her, filling her. He leant forward and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her with him as he moved onto his side. His softened cock now leaving her.
Curled up together, he wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her into him. She wriggled her backside into him as his fingers trailed over her stomach, making her moan softly and ripple against him, his face buried in her neck. She closed her eyes and turned herself inwards, her nipples hurt, her cunt felt bruised and her ass was both sore and aching, but every single ache and pain was welcomed, made her feel wanted, needed, cherished. She longed to ask him to mark her but the words caught in her mind, not wanting to push the boundaries of what they already had, not wanting to change the status quo. She contented herself instead with cherishing his arms around her, his hands on her, tracing absent whorls over her skin, her backside and back again. He kissed the back of her neck.
"I love your skin," he said softly. "So smooth, so soft, pliable."
She smiled and giggled, turning half towards him, smiling at him. She leant over and kissed him softly, moaning as she always did, kisses were more to her than sex was. They had the ability to bring her to her knees and take her to places that she only remembered in dreams, she loved kissing and she especially loved kissing him. She nuzzled her backside into him, putting her legs over his hips, wriggling herself closer. He moaned, a creamy growl leaving him as her backside squirmed into his softened cock, his arms tightening around her once more, a mischevious grin spreading across her face.
