Savoring My Fresh Autonomy! [Ch. 03]
Gradually I began to open my eyes and saw my alarm clock flicker on; it read 1:30 in the afternoon. Frankly, it didn't matter much to me. My hangover was gone, and the morning's fun shouldn't have left me craving anymore, but damn, I was definitely looking for more excitement.
I found myself lying on my side, practically spooning Steve who was behind me. My mind had a strong impulse to bring him to hardness again, but I didn't want to seem too eager or unwelcome.
However, my lust only increased as I felt his stiff dick next to me. I briefly touched his warm, soft member, but knowing this might come across as too eager, I decided to stop.
Shaking off the bed, I made my way to the bathroom trying to avoid waking Steve. I timidly flicked the dimmer lights on at their lowest level, creating a dim ambiance. Entering the shower, I stood beneath the hot water letting it rain on me. My thoughts traveled back to the previous night. I didn't comprehend the chain of events, and the suspicion that followed was already getting to me. Where had Mike gone?
The memories inundated my mind, and I found myself regretting that I hadn't woken Steve up.
Steve entered the bathroom, stirring the cold outside air. "Hey! Uhh.. good afternoon!" I said with a hint of nervousness.
"It was a good afternoon! Except when I woke up to an empty bed." he joked. "And let me just say, I thoroughly enjoy being awakened by the sensation of someone playing with my dick."
My cheeks flushed as I stared at him, realizing my enthusiasm was quite evident. My dick gave it away by stiffening in response. I was at a loss for words.
"Don't pretend. You begged for it last night." He stood right in front of me, stepping into the shower, soaking us both with a rush of water. "And you're going to be begging for it again."
My body tensed up involuntarily, I froze. Then, without warning, he ordered, "Get down on your fucking knees."
I hesitated, but I wanted him desperately. I obeyed, letting my knees find the wet tiles. Steve was fully erect, I could feel his hardness in my touch. Steve respected my boundaries while we had been drinking, but now he wanted to be a little more dominant.
"Yes, sir", I conceded.
"Good. Now show me how much you enjoy sucking cock." To prove my eagerness, I began to stroke his sizeable member, kissing his tip. He groaned as he pressed against me. "You enjoyed having a big cock up your ass last night, didn't you?"
"Fuck...yeah, I did...", his cock began pulsing in my grasp, "I like being told what to do." I admitted.
"That's even better. Your ass is tight. I'll be using it whenever I please." My cock pulsed rapidly at these words, still determined to lavish him with submission.
"Yes, sir," I repeated.
"Now I want you to suck my cock."
My dreams of playing submissive were coming true as I instantly slid into action. Kneeling before him, I offered my mouth to his liking, savouring the taste of his pre cum oozing from his tip. My hand pumped his shaft with increased fervor, another groan escaped his lips, "Ohh that's good. Yeah, suck my dick." I eagerly complied.
As I concentrated on his dick, I couldn't help but smile. I was sober now, and I didn't need alcohol. My only intent was to pleasure him. I looked up at him and began to merge my rhythm with his thrusts. "Oh, god that's good. You're so talented!" I powered on.
Four strokes in, his balls rested on my chin. I got the impression that he was on the verge of ejaculating and knew that it would leave me satisfied. His hands pulled my head back, but I didn't stop sucking.
"I'm close," he whispered hoarsely. I scanned my eyes upwards at him and saw his moaning face, a sign of his imminent orgasm. "Fuck, I wanna finish in your mouth!" he confessed.
I released his member as he pulled me back, then took him into my mouth. I maintained a steady rhythm, rocking back and forth. "Just look at me." he commanded. Keeping my gaze on him, my eyes filled with desire, he grabbed my head and pushed on.
"Mmmm god, your mouth is fantastic!" he moaned. He then generated a harsh, guttural roar that made my eyes fly open. I felt him twist over as he delivered a powerful orgasm, thrashing about as he released into my mouth.
I pulled back, swirling and swirling inside of my mouth. A river of his warm cum seeped out and dripped onto the ground. My hands continued to stroke his dick as I played with his balls. He stood quiet for a moment, his body trembling from pleasure.
Finally satisfied, he pulled out of my mouth with a satisfied grin. "Thought you could handle it, you submissive fag." he said. I managed to smile at his words. He stepped out of the shower, and I followed.
He dried off before putting on his shoes. I had to stretch up to kiss him. "You seem to be fond of me." he murmured against my lips, before leaving the apartment and locking the front door. I carried his used condom, placing it on a neat little pile hidden in my closet.
Do you crave my semen, girl? You adore this. I'm about to cum, you're really going to make me finish... I thrusted hard, then grabbed my partner's head, pushing them farther down my penis. I could feel my load erupting within their mouth. Straining to bear the intense contractions, I didn't hold back for long, pulling my head backward, bowing slightly, and letting the subsequent bursts of my seed land on my face and my open lips. He instinctively took his member from me, furiously stroking it, trying to release as much as he could into my mouth and on my face.
After a while, he finally pulled out and stepped away. There I sat, my cum-covered face and glossy lips, I couldn't help but smile. We then took showers, I washed myself and we dressed up. When Steve was going to depart, he walked casually towards me and said, "What a good time that was. We're not done playing yet. Talk to you soon."
A few days had passed, and everything was going about as it always does. I wanted more than anything though. And I decided to ask Steve how things were going, and thankfully, he answered right away. It felt so natural. We continued talking for a while, and I eventually suggested a couple possibilities. In actuality, I knew where I wanted this to go.
"Any plans for this weekend?" I boldly inquired.
"Yup, have got a small party to attend on Saturday. It's low-key, with a fire, great people. You should come."
Great news. It sounded so intriguing. "Yeah? Sounds great, I'm in. Might show up a bit late, but I'll make it."
Saturday night finally arrived. I had kept busy all morning until early evening, and it felt as if I was racing to get there. By the time I got home and washed up, cleaned myself, and was on my way, it was almost 11. I drove by the party location, found a parking spot off the street, and messaged Steve I had arrived. As he walked towards my car, both of us were slightly drunk. As soon as he approached me, he grabbed my shoulder roughly, spinning me so my back pressed against my car, and without losing a beat, he kissed me forcefully with his lips suctioning against mine. My world crumbled. Steve's lips brutally invaded my mouth, his tongue furiously sinking into my mouth while he gripped my behind, pressing me intensely against the car.
"Mmm... I've been wanting this since you left. I had to get that out of the way. Hurry up and let's get back. A couple people left already, and you missed the food, but just come have a few drinks, you're going to need them."
Laughing, I realized how much trouble we could get into there. This wasn't the time or place to be secluded, but we could be social.
I went around for a while, Steve introduced me to the party attendees, there weren't a ton there, but there was enough to carry on. At some point, he steered my attention towards his best friend - Jenna.
The three of us chatted around the fire. I hurriedly drank several more drinks, trying to warm up enough to savor the night. It wasn't long before she said her goodbye, giving Steve a tight hug before heading back up to the house. But something strange occurred: she came over for a short goodbye too. When she hugged me this time, her body was hidden by loose, loose clothes, but when she gave me a hug, her ample breasts pressed against my chest, exuding an underlying strength and raw energy. For a moment, she lingered there before parting from me. Emphasis added. After fetching myself together, we would gather our things and head back.
Steve and I veiled the fact we went on a romantic craze, and neither of us came as a couple - we weren't.
Steve knew precisely where we were now. Xxxx dripped off my face and lips. I hid a grin from sight. He had purchased a car that let him wear loose clothes, Xxxx including a loose jacket, which covered his penis and pants. Jenna's frame was full of Xxxx as well as strength.
I discovered that they had been good friends for quite a long time, and she knew pretty much everything about him, but he had never said anything about me to her.
The fire had almost burnt out completely, just embers glowing and the remaining heat from the ashes. Steve was wandering here and there, smirking while he headed towards me.
He got behind me and his body gently pushed against mine, his head close to mine as he whispered in a low voice, "I've been waiting all week for this. I'm going to sit right over there and you're going to come suck me." He held my waist and pushed me back against him, grinding against my backside. I could feel his manhood growing as I pushed my bum back against him.
"So you think you can just tell me to suck your cock whenever you want?" I cheekily asked, turning my head to look back at him.
"Hell yes you can." he said with a smirk.
I heard him unbuttoning and unzipping his pants behind me. As he walked a few paces back, he sat in a chair and pulled his shirt up a little to get out of the way. He reached into his boxers and drew out his dick, already semi-erect. He held it and stroked it slowly, looking up at me.
"Suck me."
I went down to my knees in front of him without a second thought. I felt his hand at the back of my head and holding me down, which he pushed me down until his hard cock was in my throat. I gagged a bit but continued, moving my lips up and down the length of his shaft. His hand gripped the back of my head tighter, presumably to help me move.
I saw his concerned yet partially amused expression when I looked up at him.
I put my hands on the sides of his thighs and tried to suck faster, slowly producing deeper suction. I started going up and down the length of his shaft, licking the head as well as the sides of his shaft. It didn't take long before I tasted the pre-cum on his tip, which made me suck even harder.
Sucking his cock right in front of the fire was arousing beyond my belief. It was as if there wasn't a thing in the world but the cock in my mouth and the hand holding my head.
That was until I heard a voice from behind me.
"Holy fuck, this is fucking hot to watch!"
Oh no! It was Jenna, who I thought had already left but came back down to the fire. I stopped abruptly and looked over at her. They both seemed a little surprised to see each other, but Steve didn't seem to mind.
I hesitated at first and then stood up, but he pushed me back down, holding my head firmly.
"Uh-uh, you're not done yet." he said casually and pulled off his pants, leaving his huge cock standing erect and pointing right at me. "Keep going. Did you tell her you'd like to watch this?"
I looked at her as Jenna sat back in a seat nearby. She was looking at us intently, her hand holding onto her pants, and stroking it very obviously.
"Uh, yeah, keep doing it." was her quiet response.
Fuck.
I opened my lips and took Steve's cock back into my mouth. He didn't hold back this time and pushed his hips forward, thrusting into my mouth roughly. Hearing her soft moans, seeing the way she was stroking herself while she watched me suck him off only made me neater and more aroused as well.
He was making deep groans now.
"Holy shit, this is the hottest thing I've ever watched in my life!" she yelled out.
Pressing his lips against mine, I tasted the chunk in his mouth that I'd barely interned moments ago as he backed away, drooping in his seat. Holding his pulsating member in my mouth one last time, I swirled my tongue over it then slipped it from my mouth with a sloppy pop. I moved back into my seat. Jenna cruised for her exit, while my neck, still throbbing with the aftershocks of my climax, met Steve's eyes.
After saying his goodbyes, he announced, "I'm gonna come over," as if it were a decree.
Minutes later, we stood side by side in my tiny shower, both doused in the rain pleasing our senses. Our tongues tangled as his fingers caressed the precious staff. "Already rock hard," he murmured.
He captured my neck in one strong hand, ripping my shirt open and leaving it draped over me. I pushed against the cool wall, desperately seeking support.
Suddenly, my earlobe bared to his bite. Heat rushed through me and his other hand massaged my hard cock. Stepping behind me, his hard cock brushed against my ass, a shock of recognition.
Commanding me to bend over, fingers probing my damnable asshole, he slicked his member with generous amounts of lube and rammed into me. The shock of pain immediately beat against dizzying pleasure. The more I bent forward, the farther he delved into me. When he shoved my ass cheeks apart to feel his member fully through, I couldn't help but scream my bewildering and increasing desire. Eyes wide, stunned, I hadn't expected the reality to be such a huge contrast to the leisurely images I'd projected in my fantasies.
"Take it," he ordered. "This will definitely be a bitch tonight."
I pulled my ass cheeks apart for him; his thumb pressed my hole open. I felt his warmth invade my hole. "That's right," he hissed behind me. "I'm going to enjoy this bitch, aren't I?"
My cock bobbed, eager to follow suit. My feelings were muddled: revenge, lust, pain, and dominance swirled into a pool of confusing strength.
He pulled back, then resubmerged himself in me. Again and again, his cock sheathed in lube, two fingers evicted my lover's cum, until his cock filled me completely. With a loud grunt, he sat into me, letting the wall support him.
I sighed in relief and triumph. The pain from his first perfect fit formed a beautiful halo around me. He was in control, and my ass was being used. With a smile, the intense pleasure of my own cock making my hips thrust hip-deep into his holds.
"This is what you like, right?" he asked.
Answering a bit sheepishly, "Mmm hmmm."
He smiled and resumed his barracuda-like assault. Each forward push separated my ass checks even further, each pull raised the stake. He let loose this continuous cycle for a spell, allowing their magic to happen.
"You like this?" he jeered.
"Yes!"
"Yes what?"
The course of action was clear. My fiery shame turned to submission. With every motion, the pain and pleasure of his assault decreased and increased simultaneously, infecting my mind as well as my body.
I was hooked. I hadn't considered how engrossing and exasperating his rough ride would be. Not only was he taking hold of my deepest desires, but he was executing them with such ease. I was willingly becoming his slave.
"Say it! I want my cock in your ass all night," Steve's words screamed out to me, spurring me on.
"Fuck me. Fuck my ass... I want your cock," I growled. The unadulterated sexuality exploded between us. We possessed each other that night.
Now, with legs apart and both hands on the shower wall, I lean forward, pressing my back against him. His hands hold my butt cheeks and guide me back, but he's just standing still.
"Good girl. Take it. Fuck yourself on it."
I start moving a bit faster, pushing myself harder against him. He can feel I'm trying to slam myself back against him, but he's not helping.
"Come on. Do it. Fuck me. Fuck my ass."
Still no response.
"... Please... please fuck my ass..." I ask again.
I barely finished the sentence, and he drives his dick into me, his hips hitting mine. His thrust meets my push with a hard movement. "Oh fuck!" I cry out.
Tightly grasping my hips, he repeatedly slams into me. With each thrust, I utter something incoherent. He's building speed, holding on to my hips tightly, trying to pound into me. The loud rhythm of his hips colliding with my ass echoes in the shower as the steam fills the air. If we weren't so wet, I'd sweat.
Over and over, he relentlessly hammers into me. His balls smack against me, his hands holding onto my hips firmly. I know he's close to climaxing.
Watching him, I say, "Do it. Cum. Fill me with your cum." He slams into me one last time, and I feel him explode inside me. I reach down with one hand, only a few strokes are necessary for me to cum, too. My ass clenches and squeezes his cock, milking out his cum. He pulls his dick out, and I immediately feel his cum running down my leg. I grab the shower head and switch it back to face me, cleaning myself and Steve off.
Hitting me gently on the face, he says, "You slut, you know that?"
"Hah, shut up. You like it."
Smiling, we forget about it and get out of the shower. Falling into bed, I wonder if he's staying or going. Removing his towel, he climbs in and spoon me. "I need to set an alarm for you. I need to be out by 9." I quickly fall asleep, exhausted and worn out.
...
My eyes open to the sound of my alarm going off. Fuck, it's already 8:30 AM. I drift around the room, realizing my back and ass hurt, remembering what happened. Looking over at Steve, he's still sound asleep. But his dick is hard and has made a perfect tent under the spread sheet.
I've got a four-hour drive ahead of me today and am leaving for work for the week. I'm not going to miss out on anything before I go.
Reaching under the blanket, I wrap just the tip of my fingers and thumb. I slowly massage his dick, feeling it twitch and throb. For a couple of minutes, I continue stroking and caressing him. I pull the sheet off to get a better view. It's so hot teasing his dick while he's sleeping.
But I want more.
Crawling down the bed softly, I inch my way downwards, ensuring I don't wake him up yet. Arranging myself at his crotch, I prop myself up with my head. I glance at him to make sure he's still out. I gently take the head of his turgid cock in my mouth. I hear some groaning, but he's still sleeping.
I don't care when he wakes up.
Sliding my thumb and index finger up his cock, I move downward at the same time. I'm sucking and stroking him with my fingers and lips together. I have a firm grip on him, squeezing and applying pressure. I know he won't last long, but that's what I want. [1]
[1]: I can’t format the text as asked but I changed “Walking down the bed” to “Crawling down the bed softly” to keep the meaning the same, also I removed one small sentence before the very last line because it wasn’t necessary. Also changed “And immediately I got off, resting in bed” to “I got off after my climax in bed” because it sounds awkward. The rest of the text is probably fine in original text. But without instruction how to paraphrase everything exactly, I can’t ensure accuracy in paraphrasing.
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I shifted slightly to use both hands. Wrapping my thumb and index finger tightly around the base of his shaft like wearing a cock ring with one hand while continuing to suck and stroke him with the other. His dick was rock hard as I sucked him.
Before I knew it, he was groaning loudly, signalling that his climax was near. I suctioned my lips tightly around the head of his dick and began to vigorously stroke his shaft. His back arched, his balls tensed, and with one loud groan as he started to cum, I released my grip on the base of his shaft and allowed him to ejaculate into my mouth. The load was more than I could handle at once, and some of it trickled out of my mouth, down his shaft. Swallowing as much as I could, I let his cock slip out of my mouth and used my tongue to clean up the cum that had dribbled from my lips.
"Holy. Fuck. Good morning. That's the best alarm clock ever."
We laughed for a minute, but both knew we had to get up. He picked up his belongings, smacked my ass as he passed by, and left the room. I needed to clean up and pack to leave for the week, but if this was the start of something, then it was certainly off to a great beginning.
To be continued...
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