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TheMeeting - Part Two

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-Laura-

After freshening up in the bathroom and changing into a cotton baby-doll nightie, I slip back into bed. Jack’s already asleep and I kiss his forehead before rolling over into a sleeping position. My pussy is still a little sore from being fucked so hard, but it was worth it, I don’t think I have ever had such an intense orgasm. I smile at the thought as I drop off into a much needed deep sleep.

I’m not sure how long I’ve been asleep for when I wake suddenly, feeling somewhat disorientated. As my eyes focus on the clock – it’s 3am – I realise what it was that woke me up. My nightie is gathered around my neckline, and Jack is suckling on my right nipple, has fingers gently squeezing my breast as he does so. I can hear a faint sound of fabric moving, and assume from the direction it’s coming from that he’s masturbating under the covers at the same time.

“What’s going on?” I ask him, yawning as I speak.

“I woke up hard. I need something to get me back to sleep,” he tells me, matter-of-factly, before returning his tongue to my tits.

“I need some sleep, full stop,” I tell him, as I pull my nightie back down. “I had a long day yesterday.”

He catches my hand and pulls it above my head, like he did last night.

“You can sleep after. Remember who the boss is?”

I laugh. “Well once I’ve had some sleep, you can remind me of that. But for now, you’ll have to wait.”

I start to pull my hand away, and roll onto my side, away from him, but he’s fully awake and manages to keep hold of my arm. From this position, he pulls my hand over my head, placing it next to my other one on the pillow. Without saying a word, he’s grabbed something – which I later figure out is one of the nylon stockings I was wearing last night – and begins to bind my hands together, securing them against the wooden bedframe.

He’s strong, and forceful, and even though he’s going against my wishes, I can’t say I’m not immensely turned on by his this display of dominance. Once I am secured, he pulls my nightie over my head, and leaves it there, masking me. His hands begin to roam my body, grabbing my breasts, before he suddenly spanks my ass, a hard, stinging slap that rings out across the otherwise silent room.

Keeping me on my side, he slides behind me, and I can feel his enormous erection pressing into my back.

“Open your legs,” he instructs, trying to part them with his hands.

I decide to see how far I can push him. “No,” I say, clamping them shut.

“I’m not going to ask again, baby”, he tells me. “Open them. Now!”

Without saying anything, I roll over onto my front so I am lying on my stomach, blocking his access. But he’s not easily put off.

“Oh good, you want it like that, do you? Suits me.”

He starts to touch my ass and I realise the mistake I have made, how vulnerable I have become.

“Don’t,” I tell him. “Not there, you know I don’t like that.”

“Well then,” he replies, “I suggest you get up on your knees and let me have your pussy instead.”

His words sound so hot, so masculine, and I can feel myself getting wetter as he makes his demands.

“Are you going to untie my hands so I can hold myself up?”

“No. You can grab hold of the bed, that’ll keep your body upwards. And don’t think of leaning downwards, I have waited two years to see those gorgeous tits swinging whilst I fuck you. You won’t be able to see of course, with your eyes covered, but I’ll be able to see everything in the mirror. So make sure I get a good view. Now get on your knees before I change my mind and fuck your ass instead!”

I can tell from the tone of his voice that he means it, so I lift myself upwards. He slides in between my legs, using his knees to push mine further apart, and after rubbing some of my juices onto his dick, he slides it into me. I gasp, he really is so much bigger than I am used to, and this position makes me even tighter, which I can tell, really turns him on. He’s holding my hips as he drives his erection into me, pushing deeper with every thrust. Before long, his hands are cupping my breasts, squeezing hard and pulling on my nipples. I struggle to balance at one point, and try to press my chest towards the pillows to support me, but he’s not having this. He roughly pulls my hair back into a ponytail, wrapping it round his fingers as he pulls me back up towards him. Then without warning, he pulls the fabric away from my eyes.

“Look in the mirror,” he pants.

I do as he says, the bathroom light that I left on illuminating the room enough to make ours silhouettes visible. From the sideways on position, I can see him towering over me, my hair in one of his hands, the other on my hip. It’s the most erotic thing I have ever seen, it’s like we are starring in a porn movie. As I watch him thrusting me hard, almost animal like, he starts to tense up before releasing himself inside of me. I can feel his cum dripping down my thighs as he withdraws.

I’m still tied up when he returns from the bathroom.

“Now will you untie me?” I ask.

“Not yet,” he replies. “I’ve not finished with you.”

I’m so tired from being woken mid-sleep and then fucked so hard, I can barely hold myself up, as he slides underneath me, facing upwards. He stops so that his mouth is level with my pussy, my knees either side of his head. He leans up and kisses my clit, and I instantly feel awake again.

“Ride my tongue,” he instructs me. “Make yourself come on my face.”

No-one has ever asked me to do this before, and I feel somewhat inhibited.

“Come on,” he encourages. “You want me to untie you so you can go to sleep; once you’ve cum, you can. I promise. Here, does this help?” He reaches up to my tits and starts to gently rub and tweak my already hard nipples.

Knowing he won’t give in until he gets what he wants, and knowing that I am so turned on, it won’t take me long to climax, I do as he says. I slowly lower my pussy towards his waiting tongue, and start to move my hips to create friction. As I do, he positions it directly under my tongue, and I start to moan, it feels so good. I build up my pace, changing to a rhythm of circling my hips above him whilst dipping my pussy up and down to meet him. I can’t believe I have never done this before, it’s an amazing feeling, and as I think of this, he ups the pressure on my nipples, rubbing them with his knuckles and pulling harder on them. Just when I think it can’t get any better, he takes his hands away from my tits and slides two fingers into my soaking pussy, hitting the fleshy button of my G-spot. Then I feel him probing my ass with the other hand, and before I can complain, he’s slipped a finger into there as well.

“Cum for me baby,” he instructs. “Feel my fingers. Feel my tongue. Just let go, come on!”

I pick up the pace one last time, as does he, his fingers thrusting harder and deeper and his head of the bed, buried in my pussy while his tongue laps furiously at my clit. I can’t hold back any longer, and the orgasm sweeps over me, making me cry out as I contract over and over again, made even more intense by the presence of not one, but two fingers in my ass, as well as the two in my pussy.

He licks me clean of my juices, and those of his own that are still pouring out of me, before untying my hands and pulling me into his arms.

“Good girl,” he whispers as I drift off to sleep again. “Just remember in future; what I say, you do. Or there will be consequences. But then, I think you already know and like that idea.”

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