He Had It Her Way

"How do you want it?" She asked.

"I want to fuck the hell out of you and then fuck your face like it was a cunt until I come again."

She watched as he undressed. He was a big man, tall, with wide shoulders and a muscular chest. His hands looked mean. Meaner than his face. She didn't like big men; they were often cruel, and some would beat a girl afterwards and then steal her money. She wasn't sure what he would do if she tried to send him away but she had a fail safe mode.

"I'll give you a special deal if you agree to do it my way," she offered with a smile.

"What kind of a deal, and what's your way?"

"I like to take my time when a guy has a big cock. Let me tie you up so you won't get impatient and rape me. I won't charge extra and you don't leave until your balls are drained."

His greedy smile was all she needed. She turned and walked into her bedroom, her playroom at times, and he followed like a hungry puppy. He saw the handcuffs dangling from ropes leading from the corners of her large poster bed. He flopped down on his back and stretched out his arms and legs in anticipation.

"You're gonna really earn your money, girly," he said with a sneer. "I can fuck longer than anybody you've ever had."

"Then you're really going to enjoy yourself," she said as she clamped the handcuffs onto his wrists. He didn't seem concerned when she cuffed his ankles as well.

She went to her dresser and removed some lingerie, although she was still fully dressed. She draped a lacy white bra across his huge chest and then laid a pair of white lacy panties on his abs, just above his cock.

"The fuck are you doing?" He asked belligerently.

"Shhh..." she answered.

She took long strings of white ribbon, wrapped one around his balls until they swelled up like little baseballs. She put her mouth over the head of his cock and stroked his shaft until he was bone hard. Then she tied another ribbon round the base of his cock, tied it with a bow and then snapped several photos of him.

"What the hell's your game, bitch?" He yelled, straining at the cuffs.

She took his driver's license out of his wallet, snapped a photo of it and a photo of one of his business cards. Then she texted a girlfriend and attached the photos. He was livid.

"Dammit, what are you doing?" He screamed.

"You paid me to get off and you're going to get off, but I've had jerks like you who took advantage of me and hurt me. This was just a little insurance that you'll be a good boy and behave."

"Are you gonna fuck me or not? Let me go!"

"Oh, you're gonna get fucked, my friend, just not the way you expected."

She kicked off her shoes and climbed up on the bed, then she slowly stripped while standing over his head. When she was naked, she leaned down, lowering her nipples close to his mouth.

"Do you like my tits?" She teased.

He lifted his head, trying to get his mouth on her nipple, but she pulled away.

"Uh-uh," she said, "You didn't say you wanted to suck my tits."

She moved down the bed and knelt between his legs. She stroked his cock and just put the tip in her mouth. She licked around the head, humming on it until he lifted his hips, trying to fuck her mouth. She pulled away each time he tried.

"Come on, suck it, you bitch!"

She knew he was close enough to come if she wanted to let him. She climbed up on the bed with her feet on either side of his head and squatted down, letting her dripping pussy almost touch his lips.

"Here's the deal; you make me come and then I make you come," she said. She dropped lower, her feet sinking into the soft mattress. Her pussy covered his mouth. He was not the best but he did well, considering his situation. She let him lick her and she fucked his tongue until she had an orgasm. Her first of what would be many.

She got between his knees again and teased the tip of his cock with her mouth while she stroked the shaft. He didn't last long and she pumped faster, gripping firmly on the swollen head of his cock when he came. The spurts went up his torso, dribbling into the hair on chest, and soaking her lacy bra.

He growled with the pleasure of his release but also with the pain from her squeezing the sensitive head of his cock. When his flow stopped, she put her mouth over the tip again for just a moment, and then she climbed up onto the bed, straddling him.

She got on her knees and lowered herself so that just the tip of his cock eased inside her pussy. He immediately tried to lift up, to thrust into her, but she used her hands to match his moves and maintain her perch on his knob to tease him.

"Fuck!" He moaned in frustration.

"Okay, I will," she said softly, and began easing herself up and down on his cock.

His cock was huge, larger than she wanted to accommodate, but she used just enough of it to enjoy the feel of it going in and out of her. The combination of her own lubricant and the slick remnants of his cum worked perfectly for her to enjoy the ride. She used him slowly until she came again, rocking on his throbbing erection.

"Ah, fuck, that feel so good," he sighed when she came, probably expecting her to continue until he came inside of her.

But she eased up off of him and knelt between his legs again. She pulled on his balls as she masturbated him again. It took longer than the first time but he still erupted a surprisingly big load, coating her fingers as she slid her hand up and down his erection.

When he was spent, she went into her bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, she went to the kitchen and returned with a stemmed wine glass. She climbed onto the bed again, squatting over his face.

"Fucking makes me have to pee. We're going to play a little game. Hold the stem of this wine glass firmly in your teeth."

"Fuck you, Bitch, let me go; I've had enough."

"No, you're not done. You're going to keep coming until you can't walk and THEN you'll be done."

"Well, get that fucking glass away from me."

"No, again, because I want you to watch me pee in the glass. It will make you hard and then I can fuck you some more. You DO want me to fuck you some more, don't you?"

She stuck the stem of the glass in his mouth and he reluctantly clamped his teeth and lips around it to hold it steady. She pressed her pussy over the glass and let a trickle of her pee slowly fill the glass almost to the brim. She took the glass from his mouth and knelt on his chest.

"Now here's the fun part of the game. Watching a guy drink my pee makes me want to fuck him really bad."

"No fucking way! Get off me and let me go!" He yelled.

"Now, calm down because you didn't hear the rules of the game."

"I don't fucking care, take that shit away and let me go!"

"See, what happens now is that you have two choices. You can drink what's in the glass and I will make you come again, or"

"Fuck you, you weird cunt! I ain't drinking your piss. Let me fucking go!"

"OR," she continued, "I'll just finish pissing in your face and then I'll let you go."

He stared at her defiantly, and she had to go pretty badly, but she didn't want to piss all over her bed. She climbed off of the bed and set the wine glass on the nightstand near the bed. She went into the bathroom and relieved her bladder.

"I'm going to go watch some tv and maybe take a nap while you think things over. You didn't play the game fairly so you have to make it up to me."

"Wait! Don't leave me here, dammit! Come on!"

She closed the bedroom door, leaving him to verbally complain. She actually sat on her sofa watching a movie on the television for almost an hour. He had quieted down by the time she went back to the bedroom. His face looked tired and frustrated. When he saw her, his attitude had changed.

"Look, I'm sorry I was such a prick. Just let me go and we'll forget this whole thing, okay?"

She climbed back up on the bed again, kneeling on his chest. She slowly slid forward, silently until her pussy met his mouth. She leaned over to get the wine class, and dribbled the contents down into her pubic hair until it seeped through to his lips. She tossed the glass aside, then she leaned forward, her hands on the bed over his head, and rubbed her pussy back and forth on his mouth.

Instinctively he put his tongue out for her to use. He didn't think about the smell and taste of her pee, and he didn't protest. He didn't say anything. She pleasured herself on his mouth until she was close and then she ground herself down on his face, raping his nose and his tongue until she came, violently jerking against his face. She sat up, gasping for breath.

Then she noticed how heavily he was breathing under her. She swung around on his body in a sixty-nine and began sucking his cock. She stretched her body out, lying on top of him and worked his cock with her mouth. His tongue found her clit and he teased her, ignoring what she was doing to his cock.

Suddenly he groaned as his sperm roared through his shaft. She lifted her mouth and used a hand to jerk him off. His cum shot over her shoulder onto her back as he humped her fist.

Ignoring the wet globs of his sperm on her back, she moved down and eased onto his throbbing cock and rode him reverse cowgirl. She jerked her hips, feeling his cock slapping the walls of her pussy and she came before he could get soft.

They were both panting like animals when she rolled off of him. Once she had caught her breath, she got the key from the nightstand drawer and unlocked the handcuffs. She tossed the panties and soiled lacy bra onto the floor while he took the ribbons off his cock and balls.

They sat on the bed, facing each other.

"That was so fucking intense," he said, still breathing hard.

"Did I do enough of what you asked for last night?" She asked.

"Yeah, it was all very real, perfect, actually."

"Okay, but next time, you promised to play with my ass, right?"

"Absolutely, whatever you want."

"Great! Just don't tell Mom or Dad."