"A Visitor"
Sarah lay naked on the bed, nervous and careful not to make a sound. The silk of the sheets kissed the length of her body as her heart raced nearly pounding out of her chest. There was a slight noise and she strained to hear, listening intently for him or for any sound. There was nothing. The red scarf tied around her eyes slipped just a tad allowing some of the mid day to creep in and she quickly moved to tighten it. As darkness engulfed her once again she smiled knowing she wanted this. Mere moments ago she had hung up the phone after listening to all of his commands and rushed to prepare. Now she waited wet and wanton for him to have his way with her. This was to be her first experience of this sort and she wanted to do it just right. Sarah and the guy down the hall in apartment 8C had been playing an erotic game of cat and mouse for the past few weeks, never actually making any sort of physical contact and it had been driving them both insane. The thing that elevated the experience to an even more risqué level was the fact that they were both happily married. It was a complete beastial attraction they shared with one another, nothing more, but they had not dared to act on any of it, at least not until today.
The rules were simple for Sara. Talk very little, keep the blindfold on at all times, no touching, no kissing. Simply just take him into her and grind until he came. She could do that Sarah thought to herself. Or could she? Questions raced through her head as the actual moment drew nearer. What was she doing? What if her husband came home? What if she chickened out? What if…her questions were lost instantly when she heard the familiar squeak of the door. Sarah held her breath as she heard the click of the lock and then the dead bolt clack shut. Immediately she grew even more anxious and moist. There was no turning back now she thought. She wanted to do this. To please her new master. Master what a crazy thought. Mere months ago she would have frowned upon any one who liked that kind of stuff or better yet she might have cried foul and moved on to another topic. Today was different though. The last few weeks had been immensely intense, releasing a side of her she never knew or thought existed. She wanted to be told what to do. She wanted to be owned, commanded. She was ready and he was just the man to do it.
His cologne entered the room a few seconds before he did. Sarah inhaled the musk deeply, practically trying to swallow it. “Hello slut” he whispered. “Are you ready?” Sarah nodded her head not knowing why a simple nasty word like slut could turn her on so much. He had started calling her these names and she loved every last one of them. She wanted him to use her, to verbally abuse her. With each syllable he uttered she had craved him more and more. Sarah listened as she lay there identifying each sound as they occurred. The unbuckling of his belt, the slide of his zipper, the snap of his button and the sound of his jeans as they dropped to the floor. There was a slight rustling in only what she could assume was him removing his shirt and briefs. By now Sara could smell her own sex and desire in the air. The sweet yet strong smell of womanhood flared her nostrils. As she imagined the feel of him inside her she felt the bed drop as he slid in and next to her back, spooning her in just the right way. This was the first man she had been with in years. She loved her husband but she knew this moment could never be matched ever. As he lay against her back she could feel his half erect cock resting on her back side a mere few inches away from her cunt. She wanted it. She needed him inside her but knew that he was the one in charge. He was the one who said what would happen.
Sarah felt his hands on her blindfold as he checked to ensure it was secure. She had no doubt it was because she wanted to be perfect for him. She had even double knotted it thinking how much of a pain it would be to get off later. He whispered into her ear as he lay next to her. “Are you ready for your master?” Sarah excitedly replied yes while reaching back and grabbing his cock. It was strange and yet so wonderful to have another man’s dick in her hand instead of her husband’s but she was quickly reminded not to touch. “O.K. whore you now need to do what you were told ok?” he questioned. With that Sarah sprang in to action rising to her knees as he shifted to lay there. She slid over to straddle him. She hovered over his cock as the tip gently pressed against her pussy lips. She pushed slowly but it was a little harder than expected. She did not realize how thick he was. Her husband while a great time in bed did not have the girth of the man she was about to experience. And as if he could read her mind he simply whispered “Master thinks you need to wet his cock with your mouth to make things a bit easier”. Sarah did not hesitate simply replying “yes master” as she slid down the length of his body positioning herself to swallow his cock into her mouth. As she did this she heard him exhale and moan a bit “Oh yes” he said. She continued to suck on his dick pulling it out every few seconds to run her tongue along his slit. It was really turning her on to have his cock in her mouth. She was never a huge fan of giving blowjobs but for some reason she felt she could slide her tongue up and down the length of his, swallowing his nuts and begging for his cum a million times over and still want more. This was truly a drug she thought to herself as she slurped away.
At some point he pulled her head off her hungry duty of cock tasting telling her that there will be another time for that. “It’s time for you to fuck me slave” he mumbled softly. Sarah then slid back up his body positioning herself once again over his cock. She grabbed his manhood and guided it into her moistness. This time there was no problem as her velvety pussy swallowed him greedily. Leaning forward she sank right down to the base where her pelvic bone grazed his thighs. He was in her and in her deep. Her muscles clenched around his shaft as a small ripple spread across her body. She had never felt as good as she had right now. She wanted more. Slowly she began to grind on him riding his cock. In and out it went with him occasionally pushing back. Sarah could tell he was holding back. He was supposed to just lay there, the deal was she did all the work to please her new master. She leaned further forward as her lips brushed against his and he chided, “No kissing as a matter of fact I want you all the way up so I can see your tits and blind fold.” “Yes master” Sarah replied rising to a full kneeling position. Her knees where on the bed and in this position he was deep inside her cunt. There was no hesitation, no regrets or thought of her husband. Sarah was in a blissful state of heaven riding the cock of a man she couldn’t even see. The experience was amazing. Her nerves had left long ago and all that remained was pure lust, a pure desire to make this man cum. She didn’t care about her needs she was his slave and wanted only to please him. Her pace quickened and she ground harder. As he grunted and moaned her sweat beaded and ran across her stomach. She could feel her wetness oozing out in between his cock and her lips. She could feel it slide down the inside of her thighs. The sensations as it traveled were immense and she shuddered in pure want.
“Grab your tits” he muttered between pants and Sarah did so. “Anything for you master” she said really getting into the heat of the moment. By now her very own climax was building and she thought to herself she may actually cum too as she rode harder deeper and faster. Sarah then changed up the pace practically sliding all the way off his cock to the point where just the tip was inside her. She began fucking just the tip. In and out she went in quick rapid teasing thrusts. Then she slid slow and deliberate all the way down to the base where he was completely buried inside her. She loved every moment and knew she had to be torturing him. Just as she thought this he whispered he was going to cum. “Can I cum inside of you asked” “Yes master please do” she replied and with that she increased speed. Grinding in and out, up and down enjoying every inch of his dick she could. He began to push back up into her meeting her with each thrust. His hands were around her hips and he was an animal fucking her hard. She was nowhere near cumming but loved every second of this. He grunted loudly, exploding deep into her. She could feel his warm juices spurting deep into her cunt. As he collapsed spent on the bed she flexed her cunt muscles milking every last drop of his seed ensuring he was done. “Now that is a good fuck” he said. Sarah could hear his smile and as she pulled away from him as his now flaccid cock slipped out of her pussy plopping wet with her cunt juices against his leg. A mixture of her juices and his cum ran down her leg while she lay next to him. She began to remove her blindfold as they both lay there panting. He quickly put an end to that. “Remember you are not to take it off till I am gone”. With that he rose off the bed and fished around for his clothes. Sarah lay there listening to the rustle of his shirt and jeans, the slide of his zipper, the buckle of his belt. She thought to herself “Wow I really just did that. I fucked a man I barely know who is not my husband. I let him treat me like a whore and I loved it.” As he began to walk away he told her that he would talk to her later. “You are going to be a wonderful personal slut Sarah” he said and he was gone.
Sarah heard the door open and shut. Thoughts raced through her head. How does she know it was actually him? What if he sent a friend in his place? What if her husband or his wife had come home? All the nerves were upon her once again. Inhaling deeply she rested her hands between her legs brushing against all of the sex that had just happened mere moments ago and she smiled, relaxing. She knew she would have to get up soon to lock the door and clean up. But for now she just lay there, blindfolded, used and having enjoyed every second of it. With a sigh she thought to herself “I can’t wait to see what he makes me do next”.
The rules were simple for Sara. Talk very little, keep the blindfold on at all times, no touching, no kissing. Simply just take him into her and grind until he came. She could do that Sarah thought to herself. Or could she? Questions raced through her head as the actual moment drew nearer. What was she doing? What if her husband came home? What if she chickened out? What if…her questions were lost instantly when she heard the familiar squeak of the door. Sarah held her breath as she heard the click of the lock and then the dead bolt clack shut. Immediately she grew even more anxious and moist. There was no turning back now she thought. She wanted to do this. To please her new master. Master what a crazy thought. Mere months ago she would have frowned upon any one who liked that kind of stuff or better yet she might have cried foul and moved on to another topic. Today was different though. The last few weeks had been immensely intense, releasing a side of her she never knew or thought existed. She wanted to be told what to do. She wanted to be owned, commanded. She was ready and he was just the man to do it.
His cologne entered the room a few seconds before he did. Sarah inhaled the musk deeply, practically trying to swallow it. “Hello slut” he whispered. “Are you ready?” Sarah nodded her head not knowing why a simple nasty word like slut could turn her on so much. He had started calling her these names and she loved every last one of them. She wanted him to use her, to verbally abuse her. With each syllable he uttered she had craved him more and more. Sarah listened as she lay there identifying each sound as they occurred. The unbuckling of his belt, the slide of his zipper, the snap of his button and the sound of his jeans as they dropped to the floor. There was a slight rustling in only what she could assume was him removing his shirt and briefs. By now Sara could smell her own sex and desire in the air. The sweet yet strong smell of womanhood flared her nostrils. As she imagined the feel of him inside her she felt the bed drop as he slid in and next to her back, spooning her in just the right way. This was the first man she had been with in years. She loved her husband but she knew this moment could never be matched ever. As he lay against her back she could feel his half erect cock resting on her back side a mere few inches away from her cunt. She wanted it. She needed him inside her but knew that he was the one in charge. He was the one who said what would happen.
Sarah felt his hands on her blindfold as he checked to ensure it was secure. She had no doubt it was because she wanted to be perfect for him. She had even double knotted it thinking how much of a pain it would be to get off later. He whispered into her ear as he lay next to her. “Are you ready for your master?” Sarah excitedly replied yes while reaching back and grabbing his cock. It was strange and yet so wonderful to have another man’s dick in her hand instead of her husband’s but she was quickly reminded not to touch. “O.K. whore you now need to do what you were told ok?” he questioned. With that Sarah sprang in to action rising to her knees as he shifted to lay there. She slid over to straddle him. She hovered over his cock as the tip gently pressed against her pussy lips. She pushed slowly but it was a little harder than expected. She did not realize how thick he was. Her husband while a great time in bed did not have the girth of the man she was about to experience. And as if he could read her mind he simply whispered “Master thinks you need to wet his cock with your mouth to make things a bit easier”. Sarah did not hesitate simply replying “yes master” as she slid down the length of his body positioning herself to swallow his cock into her mouth. As she did this she heard him exhale and moan a bit “Oh yes” he said. She continued to suck on his dick pulling it out every few seconds to run her tongue along his slit. It was really turning her on to have his cock in her mouth. She was never a huge fan of giving blowjobs but for some reason she felt she could slide her tongue up and down the length of his, swallowing his nuts and begging for his cum a million times over and still want more. This was truly a drug she thought to herself as she slurped away.
At some point he pulled her head off her hungry duty of cock tasting telling her that there will be another time for that. “It’s time for you to fuck me slave” he mumbled softly. Sarah then slid back up his body positioning herself once again over his cock. She grabbed his manhood and guided it into her moistness. This time there was no problem as her velvety pussy swallowed him greedily. Leaning forward she sank right down to the base where her pelvic bone grazed his thighs. He was in her and in her deep. Her muscles clenched around his shaft as a small ripple spread across her body. She had never felt as good as she had right now. She wanted more. Slowly she began to grind on him riding his cock. In and out it went with him occasionally pushing back. Sarah could tell he was holding back. He was supposed to just lay there, the deal was she did all the work to please her new master. She leaned further forward as her lips brushed against his and he chided, “No kissing as a matter of fact I want you all the way up so I can see your tits and blind fold.” “Yes master” Sarah replied rising to a full kneeling position. Her knees where on the bed and in this position he was deep inside her cunt. There was no hesitation, no regrets or thought of her husband. Sarah was in a blissful state of heaven riding the cock of a man she couldn’t even see. The experience was amazing. Her nerves had left long ago and all that remained was pure lust, a pure desire to make this man cum. She didn’t care about her needs she was his slave and wanted only to please him. Her pace quickened and she ground harder. As he grunted and moaned her sweat beaded and ran across her stomach. She could feel her wetness oozing out in between his cock and her lips. She could feel it slide down the inside of her thighs. The sensations as it traveled were immense and she shuddered in pure want.
“Grab your tits” he muttered between pants and Sarah did so. “Anything for you master” she said really getting into the heat of the moment. By now her very own climax was building and she thought to herself she may actually cum too as she rode harder deeper and faster. Sarah then changed up the pace practically sliding all the way off his cock to the point where just the tip was inside her. She began fucking just the tip. In and out she went in quick rapid teasing thrusts. Then she slid slow and deliberate all the way down to the base where he was completely buried inside her. She loved every moment and knew she had to be torturing him. Just as she thought this he whispered he was going to cum. “Can I cum inside of you asked” “Yes master please do” she replied and with that she increased speed. Grinding in and out, up and down enjoying every inch of his dick she could. He began to push back up into her meeting her with each thrust. His hands were around her hips and he was an animal fucking her hard. She was nowhere near cumming but loved every second of this. He grunted loudly, exploding deep into her. She could feel his warm juices spurting deep into her cunt. As he collapsed spent on the bed she flexed her cunt muscles milking every last drop of his seed ensuring he was done. “Now that is a good fuck” he said. Sarah could hear his smile and as she pulled away from him as his now flaccid cock slipped out of her pussy plopping wet with her cunt juices against his leg. A mixture of her juices and his cum ran down her leg while she lay next to him. She began to remove her blindfold as they both lay there panting. He quickly put an end to that. “Remember you are not to take it off till I am gone”. With that he rose off the bed and fished around for his clothes. Sarah lay there listening to the rustle of his shirt and jeans, the slide of his zipper, the buckle of his belt. She thought to herself “Wow I really just did that. I fucked a man I barely know who is not my husband. I let him treat me like a whore and I loved it.” As he began to walk away he told her that he would talk to her later. “You are going to be a wonderful personal slut Sarah” he said and he was gone.
Sarah heard the door open and shut. Thoughts raced through her head. How does she know it was actually him? What if he sent a friend in his place? What if her husband or his wife had come home? All the nerves were upon her once again. Inhaling deeply she rested her hands between her legs brushing against all of the sex that had just happened mere moments ago and she smiled, relaxing. She knew she would have to get up soon to lock the door and clean up. But for now she just lay there, blindfolded, used and having enjoyed every second of it. With a sigh she thought to herself “I can’t wait to see what he makes me do next”.
By
Thomas Aiden
Thomas Aiden
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