She laid there, thighs parted, cum flowing from her angry red opening, her left hand on her stomach and her right flung above her head. She was breathing heavily from her lips that were smudged with scarlet lipstick. Her eyes fluttered open and a grin came across the lips as she whispered thank you. How did she get here? Allow me to tell you.
She is my slut. Yes that's right S-L-U-T. She will do anything I say, act however I want and she will suck and fuck until she is told to stop. It started online innocently enough as friends, then feelings began to enter into as they do. Then as time wore on we felt the need to meet. She had arrived in jeans, boots and a thick heavy coat that first time; in her bag she brought a red PVC dress, stockings, and heels to entertain me knowing my tastes. She would change and appear in the doorway and show me how much she wanted me. But we had not got that far before she was naked and spread on the hotel bed. Moments later she felt my fingers in her and then my tongue licking her to the very edge. It was frantic, it was hot, and it was passionate. For months after the thought of my hands on her would send a chill to her core and bring moistness to her pussy. Then I was filling her with my cock, deeper than ever before, stretching her like never before. When I came in her it flooded, if only her husband could fill her like this. But here she was a married woman, with her husband's permission to take a lover. Had he had known how I made her cum, drip and arouse her like never before would he have permitted her to come? We lay in bed talking, and then she slid down to lick suck and caresses my cock with her tongue. Once she had me hard again she rose up lifted her naked leg across me then lowered herself on to my hard erect cock. Once it was fully embedded in her she let out a moan from her throat to let me know how much better it felt than ever before. Then she was riding slowly, savouring it as I slid inside her pulling her flesh out on the up, and pushing her flesh in on the down. A bead of sweat dripped from her head on to my chest and with her head thrown back she smiled and sighed and thought how good it felt.
She was lost to her husband as she devoted her body to me. Then with no warning she lifted her self off my cock edged forwards and slid my hardness into her ass for the first time. Her eyes fluttered open as she lowered herself on to my cock again. Spoilt for the man who she married years before, would it ever feel the same in his arm or with him inside her again? Her eyes opened fully as she reached the base, and then she rode me but stopped short of making me cum in her again. Lifting herself off completely she lay on her side thighs parted and I towered over her. She reached for my cock and with a wicked smile pulled it to her ass. I slid right in, no resistance, deep t the hilt and the breath left her body in a deep throaty moan. I pushed in and out until I felt the usual build up and withdrew.
"I want to shower with you" she moaned.
"Let's go then" I reply.
It was fun; they played more in the afternoon until it was time to go home for both of us. The train home left her pussy and ass feeling empty, and she longed for being filled by my cock again. Her husband collected her from the station, and was wary of asking how it went. She knew she wanted me again and more often.
That was years ago. Everything and anything had gotten in our way until yesterday. We had been talking a lot over the past year about getting together, she was saying how she wanted to feel me inside her, stretch her, fill her again and how she missed feeling full of my cum. She had developed a completely submissive side to her nature, and I became her master online. She told, yes told not asked, her husband that she was going to meet me and that she was going to allow me to do whatever I wanted to her body, use her, exploit however I wanted. two weeks before she came to me she visited a local tattoo artist and he placed a pink unicorn tattoo just to the right of her pussy and about two inches above, in the flowing mane she had scripted HRs Slut, my online initials. Her husband saw it and thought she had done it for him, the next time he licked her pussy he looked up at it and she was smiling. He thought she was being pleasured, little did he know she was watching lick the pussy that belonged to me now with my initials on it.
