After many years of committed, long-term relationships, I needed to break free and experience something new. I decided to end my nearly five-year relationship, hoping to explore without any strings attached. I wanted to be on my own, to be able to do whatever I wanted, without restrictions.
For a few months, I focused on work and relished the joy of solitude. Surprisingly, I hadn't even thought about sex, which was quite unusual for me.
Little did I know that the years of unsatisfying, boring sex, followed by no sex at all, had left my most ardent sexual fantasies smoldering within me. It only took a flicker of a spark to reignite the fire.
He's tall, fit, charming, and easy to talk to. I enjoy his company, but I think I enjoy his dick even more. Something about him brings out the naughtiest parts of me.
It's now been a few months since we began seeing each other, and I feel as if I am living in a dream world of absolute pleasure and satisfaction. He's powerful but passionate and knows just how to take me to the brink of ecstasy. It's exactly what I had been craving, and I can't get enough.
On one particular day, I showed up at his house wearing a collar, as he had suggested previously, and it caught his attention immediately. I had barely walked in the door when he grasped the metal ring that dangled from the black leather band and used it to pull me towards him, throwing his tongue inside my mouth, and sending waves of pleasure through my body.
He paused for a moment, "I'll let you put your things down," he said with a laugh.
I unzipped my coat and placed my belongings on the chair. Usually, we would talk for a bit, catch up, and maybe have a drink. This time was different, we were clearly ravenous for each other, and skipped the small talk.
He swooped me up in his arms, making me feel weightless. I clung to his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom.
He put me down, and my feet had barely touched the floor before our lips melded together in a fiery kiss as he pushed me up against the wall. We were both breathing heavily now, and our bodies pressed against each other. I bit his lower lip as we locked eyes and shared a seductive grin. He pulled my shirt off over my head, revealing the light blue, lacey bra I had just bought. I unzipped my jeans and slipped them off, showing off the panties to match.
He smiled as he looked into my eyes, placing one hand around my throat and the other down the front of my panties. He pushed his fingers inside my wet pussy, my body quivered as I gasped and moaned.
"oh, yes," I cried, begging for release.
He pulled away slightly, leaving me trembling and wanting more.
"Get on your knees," He whispered. My new panties now soaked with my wetness.
Without saying a word, I knelt down, looked up at him, and opened my mouth. He caressed my face as he looked down at me and said,
"You're such a good little whore",
before sticking his fingers in my mouth, allowing me to taste my own sweetness. He pulled them out and playfully slapped me across the face. I chuckled at how much I enjoyed it.
He pulled his thick, hard cock out, and I started to stroke it slowly, before sliding my tongue up and down the shaft. I gazed into his eyes as I played with the tip, teasing it with light kisses. I started to suck and slowly pushed it further into my mouth. I sucked on it as I moved my head back and forth and gently massaged his balls with my hand. I felt his fingers run through my hair as he moaned out with pleasure, and I attempted to take his whole cock down my throat.
