She opened her eyes, looked confused for a few seconds, smiled, handed me her knickers, lay back, opened her legs and said. "Please fuck me sir." She did say please after all, so I obliged. Rather than dive in I slowly worked my way up until my cock reached her pussy. I reached down and directed it into the nice wet opening, slowly I manipulated in and out, further in each time until I was in all the way.
I lay on top of her, my cock filling her pussy. I was taking my weight on my elbows. I leant down and kissed her forehead, her eyes, her nose and finally I locked on to her lips. I started fucking her again while maintaining the kiss, she was becoming more excited. Her legs locked around my waist, she was pushing up to match my downward stroke.
"Yes, yes, yes," she screamed as she climaxed again, her pussy muscles gripped me beautifully which led to me being very close to climax. I had not asked if she was on birth control and assuming she was not having sex she probably wasn't. I pulled out and shot my load onto her tits.
Linda
I woke up, I hadn't been to sleep but something changed, I could remember every wonderful thing that had just happened including what I needed to do. No competition, put my knickers on and go? No chance! I threw my knickers in the air, opened my legs to invite him in. "Please fuck me sir," I screamed.
He did, he fucked me slowly and blissfully instead of the pain and disgust I felt the first time I was transported to heaven. I was with the angels, singing and praising the lord. I had another climax, the best ever! He sprayed his cum all over me, specifically my breasts before kneeling with his legs on each side of me. His balls rested on the bottom of my breastbone. I was looking at his glistening cock.
My euphoria was dying down, I had the most wonderful time. The things that happened while I was hypnotised had me gradually becoming more and more relaxed, comfortable with my feelings about sex. More comfortable with my body, my grown up body. I was no longer ashamed of my big bust, how I felt initially when I was naked in front of him was shameful. Now I am proud to show myself to him.
Sir rolled off me and lay beside me, I tentatively held his sticky shrinking cock. I needed to go and clean the cum off my tits but I was comfortable as we were. I just wanted to gather my thoughts and feelings, when I was hypnotised I felt compelled to do the things he told me whereas when we had proper sex I could have refused, in fact he gave me the chance.
My conundrum was that I have this residual guilt, sex is bad if you are not married, I have had it hammered into me it seems all my life. That is why I was more comfortable when I felt I had no choice. Will I get over this I wonder?
"Go and clean yourself up, the bathroom is upstairs first on the left," he told me. It was a very masculine bathroom, neat and tidy, clean with very little clutter, not like mine. I washed and dried my boobs and my pussy. Looking in the mirror I saw a proud, sexy young lady with super attractive boobs and pussy, no...cunt, wearing sexy stockings and heels. All I want to do is go downstairs and have him do what he wants with me.