Untold Community Section 7 - Fifth Base

Untold Community Section 7 - Fifth Base

Monica planned a stroll with me the following day.

"Naturally, I shared your exploits from yesterday with Traci," she began. "And she was radiant. You truly bonded with her. How did it strike you?"

I relayed my account, concluding with "And I feel nearer to her. And I can tell she feels closer to me."

"Justin, the fundamental thing you can accomplish for Traci is to open up, trust her, and connect with her. That's the key to her heart. If you perform that, you'll keep her pleased, devoted, ravenous, and eager to present whatever you desire. I'm sharing this as you'll utilize the knowledge competently."

"Many thanks for the perspective, Monica."

"Of course. Now, regarding your lover, she's due to give you her snug little behind soon. Let's chat about how to accept that in a manner that sparks her eagerness for more."

"I'm all set to pay attention."

"You have the courting and intimacy concepts down. However, keep it up. She longs to engage with you over this and expose herself beyond anything she's achieved so far. Thus, your first encounter should be face-to-face. Bend on the bed, lay her down, and permit her to snuggle her adorable derrière against your pelvis. She'll employ my preferred method of wriggling her hips in circles to welcomingly take your phallus. You merely require to maintain your composure and allow her to carry out the procedure. As soon as she positions you, let her continue to grind into you as you play with her figure. She'll signal you to begin thrusting. Naturally, take it softly and yield to her when she wants additional. Plus, I advise leaning over to kiss her as you seize her anal orifice. Display your affection for her. The experience ought to be gratifying for both of you. And incidentally, she's aware that you could climax rather suddenly. Just appreciate it and remain unswaying."

"Appeals very inviting."

"Traci executing a sensual dance on your penis? You're a fortunate individual, Justin. And it becomes better. Assuming she consists of another, she has this wish of you proclaiming her butt-prone dick. So prescribe yourself in and enable her to wriggle her hips to allow you inside. Currently, gradually intensify the tension until you place some heft on that charming derrière of hers. Let her squirm under you, and achieve the point where you have most of your weight pushing your penis into her. She yearns for this, Justin. She desires to be dominated. Advance your strokes slowly and short yet drive all the way in—deep and forceful. Align with her while she assists you violate her buttocks."

"Additionally, caress her neck and hold her bosoms in your palms. She wishes you to clutch all of her. Mutter indecent remarks in her ear. Fool her mind as well as her anus. Leave her trembling a wreck."

"And afterwards devote attention to her. She will be really susceptible following her ass-slut activities. Prove me right and care for your girlfriend. In fact, you should bring over food prep components and prepare her dinner. I yearn to hear about a sentimental evening with Traci entirely relaxed and content. Provide her a back rub before snoozing. Delay with her. Spend Saturday with her. Maintain close."

She locked her gaze at me. "So, Traci forfeits her virginity with the man she loves and recollects the memory forever."

"Entirely comprehended, Monica. Zero tension."

She giggled. "You'll perform splendidly. And trust me, you'll treasure this eternally as well."

We ended our stroll conversing about other topics, then split with a parting grin from Monica.

"Usually, these sex chats would prompt arousal and I'd draw you back to my place to alleviate that lust, but I want you to rest up for your responsibilities on Friday. Enjoy yourselves, fortunate young man. Traci is clever, sexy, and thoughtful, and she eagerly relinquishes her behind. There's nothing better."

Traci clasped my hand as we walked collectively on Thursday.

"Baby, Jeanette is out tomorrow after closing her final course. I thought you could come over following your classes, and we could undertake things. Naughty things. Instruction we've deliberated yet to happen."

I nudged my pelvis into her hips. "Sweetheart, I am always keen on doing naughty things with you."

"Cleare your timetable. We could be occupied for a while."

"I have not a thing arranged."

"That's why I appreciate you."

Today, after classes ended, I showered quickly and then went to Traci's place. She messaged me to open the door by myself. When I did, I found her lying on the couch in just her bra and underwear. The sight of her made my penis twitch. We embraced and exchanged a sensual kiss.

"Wow, you look fantastic, baby," I said.

"Thanks, Justin. You are so sweet." She whispered in my ear.

"Baby, I'd like to make you wait and have you beg for it, but I can't contain myself," she said.

I chuckled. "Traci, you'll like it when I'm tense."

We both laughed. "Let's head to the bedroom. I have some lube ready. Today, we're going to satisfy each other's deepest desires."

My penis swelled when I thought of what we'd be doing.

"Of course, my dear."

I took her hand and walked her to her room. The bed was already set up, candles were lit, and there were two water bottles and lube on the bed.

"We're all set for a beautiful afternoon together," Traci said.

"I adore you, baby. I love you," I replied as I pulled her close.

We shared a passionate kiss. I never get tired of her engaging lips or passionate body. Her hands caressed my back as I reached down and took her ass cheeks in my hands. She moaned into my mouth.

She reached for my shirt, and I assisted in removing it. Traci then removed my shoes and socks. When she tried to undo my belt, I stopped her and carefully took out a cloth bag from my pocket. Her eyes widened in excitement.

"My God, baby, you want that," she moaned as she took the bag and placed it on the bed.

She removed my pants and boxers, revealing my aching erection. She then blew me a kiss.

"I can't wait to explore the things you've brought here," she purred.

We got into position in her bed, and she caressed my face. Then she turned around and displayed her backside for me. I unhooked her bra, and she stepped out of it. I knelt down and removed her panties, leaving her exposed. Her anus was already adorned with a plug. I began kissing her from the back, leaving a trail of kisses up her legs, over her cheeks, and finally at her neck. After much teasing, she asked me to start with kisses on her chest.

"Since you enjoy playing with my body so much, yes."

I led her to the bed and made sure she was comfortable with her head on the pillow. I swung around so I was facing her feet. I resumed with her lips, then her neck, and worked my way down her torso until I reached her pussy. She squirmed and twisted beneath me. I slowly kissed around her outer lips, building up to her clit. I kept my touch light since we had a lot of orgasms planned. Her hand grabbed onto my ass as I explored her nether regions.

"Would you like me to start by kissing your breasts and then...?" I asked.

"That would be lovely, baby," she responded.

I indulged in this activity until she was on the verge of climaxing. She relaxed back into the pillows.

"That felt amazing, and my butt plug feels so good. But I know of a way to make it feel even better," she said.

"How so?"

"I think you know what I'm referring to, partner."

"Let me move in a position that will make it easier for you."

I flipped her over so that I was straddling her and facing her feet.

"Awesome view, darling." she remarked while running her fingers along my ass.

Her touch was relaxing and arousing at the same time.

"I'm in the mood for more, Traci."

She spread her hand along my butt and trailed her fingers over my crevice. It felt good to have her play with me. I knew she appreciated me entrusting myself to her.

"Baby, I'm craving your throbbing hard cock in my tight, little ass."

"Anything for my charming girlfriend."

I heard the click of the lube bottle's lid, and she applied some on my anus. Then she coated the plug in the gel. As I relaxed, she slid the plug into my anus. When it was fully inserted, she patted my back.

"That's it. Thank you for trusting me."

I faced her front again and kissed her fiercely, with a gaze into her adoring eyes.

"My beautiful girlfriend wants me to penetrate her anus with my thick, strong cock."

She giggled. "What kind of toy are we using?"

"You have a small felt bag first."

Traci laughed. "Oh, right, I forgot. I get really turned on, and my abilities become impaired."

"Allow me to make things easier for you."

I switched positions and sat on her hips, facing her feet.

"Nice angle," she remarked while she traced her fingertips along my ass. She became more active, and then pushed a finger into my anus. I moaned with excitement.

"I'm so eager, baby."

"Let's use the toy."

She brought out her toy and generously applied lube to it as well, then rubbed it on my anus. I clenched and stayed still, waiting for her to insert it. When she did, she slowly pushed it in, then slid it out and repeated until it was fully in my ass. She patted my ass.

"My plug is all set. I adore you, Justin."

I kissed her deeply, our lips meeting and staying together. We shared our passion and love for each other.

I slipped down and knelt at her legs. She lifted her feet, positioning them on my chest. I gently drew out her anal toy. I smeared some lubricant around her anus, then coated my cockwith it. I scooted forward and aligned the tip with her hole. I gazed into her eyes.

"I love you, Traci."

"I love you, too, Justin."

Traci initiated a seductive dance of her hips, moving her feet on my chest for support. Her ass pressed onto my cock, and the head fit inside. I ran my hands along her thighs and hips, simply caressing her and keeping her attuned to me. She maintained eye contact as she slid me deeper and deeper.

"Oh, fuck yes," she sighed.

My erection entered slowly, but with every hip rotation, it went a little further in. I felt the pressure on my cockhead for a while, but then it relaxed. Traci's eyes sparkled. I was in. She continued this motion, and eventually my pelvis rested against her ass.

"We're doing it," she whispered.

"You feel amazing, sweetheart."

"Your cock feels amazing in me, Justin."

Traci continued her sexual grind, and I noticed that she always kept my cock fully inserted. I placed my hands on her legs, gently opening them, and leaned down to kiss her.

"I love you, honey," I said, and her eyes gleamed with her love for me. Our lips met with passion as well as relaxation, delaying any urge to advance beyond this moment of closeness. Traci's arms encircled me and caressed my back.

When she extended her arms again, I sat up. Traci stretched out below me, her body writhing while she rocked on my penis. I slightly withdrew and thrust up, simultaneously giving Thracil deeper penetration.

"Yes," she murmured.

I initiated some tit-for-tat actions, engaging in a rhythm with her motions. I also subtly stimulated her clitoris, searching for her signals to propel her to an orgasm. She showed no signs of being in a hurry, and it dawned on me that she simply reveled in experiencing my cock stimulating her anus.

That clinched it. There she was, my innocent girlfriend,lost in the lust-filled depths of the moment. She relished her body's potential, and my cock lodged inside her expanding rectum sent my mind spinning. I groaned, "I'm about to cum!"

"Deeper, baby," she urged insistently.

I held her thighs, pulling her close into me as an earthquake of sensations overtook me. My orgasm arrived in overwhelming waves, my anal plug enhancing the intensity. Traci had pushed hard against me, and she must have felt my cock quivering and throbbing within her rear passage. After the the aftershocks, she grinned triumphantly.

"I loved feeling your throbbing inside me, baby."

"I loved it, too." We shared a hearty chuckle.

Traci resumed her sensual rocking. I marveled at how much she enjoyed this and reflected that I might have many enjoyable experiences in the future when she sat on my cock. But then her sighs and moans changed. I felt the rhythmic contractions—she was aiming for an orgasm. I adjusted my fingers to caress her clit, and she nodded her approval.Frantic with pleasure, Traci built her arousal, driving towards her objective. I subtly teased her clitoris, observing her escalating to the brink. She was in no rush and looked like she savored the idea of my cock toying with her rear passage. My thoughtsdissolved into groundless fantasies as I stared in awe at her moans.She asked for more, and I thrust in sync with her rotations. Entranced by her pleasure, I kept an eye out for signs of an impending orgasm. She reached for the summit, pushing herself harder onto my cock. I felt my erection penetrate her bowels. As her orgasm subsided, her whole body quivered. She released a low grunt, whipping her head back to drive her weight onto my hips.

I appreciated her display and marveled as my cock triggered her orgasm. Her ass hugged my cock, hugging me back with inexorable force. When her pleasure significantlyabated, she reclined onto the bed, basking in the afterglow.

Lastly, Traci collapsed on the mattress, and her body loosened. She kept her arms at the headboard, and I comprehended what she was expressing: Admire the sight of your adoring girlfriend completely penetrated by your penis. I observed, observing the entirety of her body given to me. She looked at me for a while, observing me soaking everything in. I raised my eyes to hers, and some emotions were exchanged. She was submitting to me, she desperately longed for this again, she couldn't wait to see me in the same position. Similar responses flowed back to me. This led to a smile, and her arms opened in an invitation. I leaned forward to kiss her yet again, my penis still secured in her behind.

We made out for a while, and I enquired about something.

"I don't want to dismiss you, but I have further impetuses for the afternoon, and we need to recharge for those."

I gave her a final kiss and then slowly pulled away. She continued to wiggle her hips, and I slid out of her. We both jumped as my hypersensitive head emerged from her anus.

"Share an embrace with me? It's okay, one can clean later."

I stretched out next to her, and we folded into each other, exchanging hugs and caresses. We occasionally did this, just spending time physically connecting with one another. Traci cherished my fingers on her body, and I relished how she skillfully communicated with hers. It was like she was verbalizing with her hands and lips. A significant amount of time passed while we played together.

"Baby, that was inexpressible," Traci expressed. "Samantha was absolutely correct. I sensed nothing but love. It was so much fun to let your hard cock penetrate my little and snug butt. And thank you for being so gentle with me. I guess that a certain seductive mentor offered some guidance?"

"Monica? Naturally."

Traci giggled. "She informed me to keep you deep and just buck and sway on your shaft. She mentioned that the aggressive thrusting seen in porn is only for certain scenarios. She stated that if you merely rock a fraction in and out, that you can endure for hours and genuinely revel in the feeling. She added that one day I'd desire a relentless screwing from behind, but there's ample opportunity to learn how to accept it. Of course, she would be of assistance when the moment arrives."

"I loved watching you buck on my penis."

"I know, love. You were excessively delighted, and it warmed my heart." Her eyes lowered. "And I rather savoured offering myself to you."

"I acclaimed it. I know it was intimate and personal and private. I cherish you for presenting yourself in such a manner."

I kissed her in affirmation, and we hugged and touched some more. We both rolled over and viewed the ceiling.

"Perhaps I should clean up a little?" I inquired.

"Proceed, love, and then let's refresh ourselves."

I proceeded to the restroom and cleaned my penis. I picked up the snacks in the refrigerator and brought them back to bed. We munched and drunk the water Traci had delivered. At one period, Traci glanced over.

"So how was it for you?"

"You really need to inquire?" We both laughed. "Traci, it was unbelievable. Do you want specific details?"

She nodded.

"So we've conversed about how I've managed to engage my girlfriend grinding and vocalizing on my penis in her anus. So my passions were soaring into the stratosphere. However, I also each millimeter of your anus encircling my penis. It was tight along the shaft and a tad less tight around the tip. I rather enjoy that. I believe you've learned how to tease when you blow me, with a stronger grip along the shaft and more tender sucks and licks around the edge."

Traci nodded with a small grin. "I've learnt a lot about you, darling."

"And you've relentlessly teased me with it, love. Anyway, my cock is loving the life with that happening, but also, the feeling was mildly scorching hot. Your anus emits an intense heat, Traci, and I adore your warmth. Then, to add to the excitement, I had your hips jammed into mine. You realise how I'm sensitive generally in the region of my hips. You were my hips jammed against me, and I was afforded much pleasurable stimulation whilst you craved. When I came, my cum was forced to travel up into my penis. This significantly boosted the thrill. And when you came, I was able to experience your anus pulsing around my penis. It was highly fulfilling to observe and sense you cum so strenuously. So yes, it was terrific for me."

Traci laughed and gave me a kiss.

"And what about you, Traci?"

"Hmm?"

"I have to tell you something. I've always enjoyed our moments of cuddling and snuggling after our intimate encounters. I'm a bit naughty, and I like that you're okay with that."

Traci looked into my eyes, her gaze searching for something. "Don't tell anyone, but your girlfriend is secretly a horny slut. She's well on her way to becoming your rear entry playmate. Just make sure to stay clean around her private parts."

"I'll keep that in mind. And tell her I'm her little cock slut, too. She's free to touch and embrace me after playing with my back door."

Traci leaned in closely and whispered into my ear, "I'll pass that on. She thinks you're the dirtiest boyfriend, always ready to practice your filthy ways. Can I ask another question?"

"Certainly."

"If she really gives in and becomes wild and lewd with you, what thoughts would go through your head?"

I pulled away slightly and peered into her eyes. This was a deep question, carrying a world of meaning.

"I'll give you the full story," I replied.

"I'm eager to hear it. Keep Traci in mind while you talk."

"I promise."

"Okay, mate, here it comes. I adore Traci. I adore every aspect of her. She'll often say, 'you're not scared of who I am,' and that means so much to me. But it goes further. I want her to be her true self. I want her to share her deepest desires with me. I want to know her inside and out, the gritty details. I want to explore those parts of her. I also enjoy her innate sluttiness. It's not something everyone can handle, but I can. Traci is outwardly so sweet and considerate, and I cherish that trait. But she conceals a carnal dilettante within. I'm not like other men who might get uncomfortable with that. There are times for sweet lovemaking, and there are times for lust-driven action. And both apply equally to each of us. Traci is also intoxicatingly innocent, even as she gets down and dirty. She just lets go and loses herself in the moment. What I find so appealing is that she stays true to herself, not trying to prove herself to others with her actions. That's why I love it when she abandons all inhibitions."

"Additionally, I've picked up some signals that suggest she enjoys being submissive. I cannot express how delighted I am by this. I've always dreamed of sharing my life with a slutty, submissive girlfriend. The idea seemed laden with worrying aspects, like unwanted drama. But then I met Traci, and I found that my wish had been granted. She's the best of both worlds, a caring, successful partner, and a passionate Kitten solely at my command. I'm utterly thankful."

"Another thing that has emerged is that Traci also thrives on dominating at times. It's a surprise, but I've come to adore it, too. I delight in submitting to her. It alleviates all worries about the consequences. I'll never forget our first evening out at the club. I did things that were naughty, but Traci planned and executed them. It freed me to live in the moment and fully enjoy the experience."

"Lastly, when I see Traci, I see my friend, my loved one, and my counterpart. I see a beautiful woman who is compassionate and nurturing. I also see the memories of our sensual times. She's a beautiful tapestry of emotions and sensations. I appreciate her cherubic moments as much as her slutty sides. But those naughty instances contribute to her complex character. So, if you were to ask what would be running through my mind if she truly unleashed her repressed desires, I'd feel a rush of arousal. It would hit me like a tidal wave. Then, I'd feel an intense excitement at witnessing her truly raw nature. Our emotional connection would become even more powerful, as our desires would converge into one unstoppable force of nature. I love it when she lets loose and returns to her animalistic core. And after our wild escapade ends, she'd be defenseless and exposed, fragile and utterly lovable."

"So, tell her all of that. Although these words may seem hollow to you, they'll serve as a reminder of our love during the depths of passion."

Traci held my gaze for a while, then leaned in to kiss me. Her kiss was a symbol of thanks. She then tucked her head into my neck.

"In summary, I hope you understood that I love and respect you in all aspects of your being, regardless of your dirty conquests. But I manage to team up with you for a combined consciousness of lovemaking. My message on the whole is to cherish each other's unique sides and serve as a support system for one another."

I smiled at her and returned her kiss. "I'm lucky to have found such a kindred spirit, Slutty Princess."

"Monica told you about her fantasies too, huh?"

She replied, "Yes, she did."

Traci moved closer, bashful. I continued.

"That fantasy really turned me on a lot. And she also shared what she wanted from me. I'll be judged based on your feedback, I suppose."

A slight laugh escaped from my girlfriend. But she didn't say anything. I realized what she meant.

"Baby, I'd love to fulfill that fantasy for you. Would you like to join me?"

Traci snuggled even closer.

"Daddy?" she mumbled.

"Yes, baby?"

"Would you make me your naughty girl this time? Please?" There was a lot in that statement, I could feel it.

"Of course, baby. I'm always here for you."

"Ummmm," she sighed while breathing into my neck.

I gotta step up my game. My girlfriend is asking me to fulfill her desires. I've got to be a man about this.

I stroked her back and caressed her, kissing her forehead. She stayed there, clinging to me, and I sensed a shift. Her body began to relax, and her mind returned to the fantasy playing in her head. I felt a jolt of desire.

I kissed her nose and coaxed her to look at me.

"That's it, darling. Give yourself to me. Let me cherish you."

Traci's kisses were tentative, closed-lipped, reluctant yet so sexy. Her body was trying to hold back from the fantasy, yet she couldn't help it. I loved the struggle between her good-girl persona and her deep-seated desires.

I stroked her back, shoulders, and ass, continuously kissing her lips, waiting for her to loosen up. Little by little, she did. I knew Traci, and her body had to give in to the sensations racing through it.

Her breath intensified, and I cautiously spoke. I continued caressing her back, legs, and ass.

"That's right, little one. You eventually give in to temptation. Your body can't resist the joy. You're a good girl who tries to maintain control, but you can't hide your inner bad girl. Your mind takes over and desires the hot, forbidden pleasure of your Daddy's cock thrusting deep inside your forbidden tunnel. You are both a good girl and a bad girl, and you can't help it."

Traci kissed me passionately, and she held her breath. I could feel the hotness invading her body. I pulled back slightly to speak again.

"There you go, baby. You're fighting the impulse to embrace your bad side, your impure desires. I commend you for trying but ultimately, you want your daddy to tease your hidden, vaunted zones. Your skin is begging for it. You'll roll over onto your stomach, your curious fingers tracing your private areas seeking a deeper connection. Your hips will push back into my loving touch. You'll push and push as you get lost in pleasure, your cheeks rubbing against my hips. You'll be urging me to give you more."

I felt her shivers run through her, and I claimed her lips again. We passionately kissed, and my fingers massaged her skin.

"Time to give you what you want, sweetheart. Let me help you release some tension."

I moved her onto her tummy, my lips never leaving her own. Traci's body was making it known that she wanted more. My fingers ventured deeper between her cheeks, escalating her moans. I brought my lips back to hers, and I stole another kiss.

"Hike your hips higher, my love."

Traci hiked her hips, presenting me with the object of my desires. I rubbed her butt, getting a better feel for it. She was fully invested, and I knew it.

"Open the sweetest ass I've ever laid eyes on, darling."

I felt the sudden urge to press against her pucker. She entered into her fantasy, pushing her backside on my finger, drawing me in. I adeptly helped it along.

"That's it, my good girl. You accept the injection of pleasure into your rear. You want to feel me there."

She breathed in my kiss as I allowed my fingers to delve deeper into her delightful ass. She urged me on, and finally, she pushed her body back against it, driving her hips as close to my touch as she could.

"Your body and mind are one, little one. Give in to the desire."

Traci surrendered to the fantasies that envelop her world, her secret desires revealing themselves. As I kissed her, my touch caressing her skin, she pushed herself against my finger.

"You're so eager for your pleasure. You want your good girl desires satisfied. Your womanly hips push back against my fingers, yearning for my thrusts. You are one with me in your fantasy world."

I applied lube to my fingers, kissing her.

"Let's bring this to life."

She moaned and squirmed with anticipation.

"Lie down on your stomach and enjoy the sensations, baby girl. This is just the beginning."

We kissed one last time, and I slipped my fingers into her pucker, using her movements to guide it in. Traci's ass welcomed me, and we were off. Her body had yielded, and my hand explored the depths of her wildest fantasies.

Traci moaned in pleasure as I gently slid my finger into her sanctioned backdoor. I continued kissing her, maintaining the connection as long as I could. Eventually, I switched to using two fingers, gently probing and stretching her anal region. When she was completely at ease and satisfied, I removed them.

"Alright, naughty girl. Time to penetrate your longing anus again," I said.

"Please, sir," she pleaded.

I moved behind Traci. Knees slightly spread, her ass was presented enticingly, inviting me. This sight was incredibly arousing. My girlfriend was laid out beneath me, yearning for me to penetrate her forbidden channel. My erection throbbed in time with my heartbeat.

I positioned my cock at the rim of her tight opening. Traci breathed deeply and pushed her hips back towards me. She then began gently twisting from side to side with her lower body, providing my cock with an invitation to enter a little further with each motion. Her noises of pleasure followed each advance, demonstrating her excitement. This was so intoxicating. My girlfriend was providing me with her backdoor, and she was fully embracing the experience.

Traci ground against my cock until her bottom met my hips.

"You feel wonderful, sir," she panted. "You can start pressing into me more."

I carefully allowed my hips to sink, exerting a bit of pressure on her. Traci's encouraging sighs followed.Eventually, I was carrying some of her weight, eliciting more moans from her.

"Great, sir. Slow and deep, sir," she urged.

We slowly began a rhythm of grinding - not moving much, but shifting the weight in different directions. I ran my fingers over her breasts and planted soft kisses on her neck. Denying myself the temptation to caress her, she moved aside, allowing me to continue my touch on her breasts. I then kissed her neck and reached behind to kiss her lips.

I could sense contentment from my partner. She was exploring her fantasy, experiencing unadulterated pleasure. Nestled beneath me was my girlfriend, with her most private portal offering me a place within her. She was willingly immersing herself in my caresses, preparing for this mind-altering experience to come to fruition.

I offered advice to my girlfriend. "Go ahead and touch yourself when you're ready, sweetie."

Traci shifted again, and extended her hand towards her body. My rhythm didn't change, but she began pushing into me more. I upped the pressure on her, and she released another breathy "yes!"

We continued in this sensually slow rhythmic congruity, and Traci began intensifying her movements. I felt her coiling within me, and released a long and steamy moan of liberation. My cock pulsated as she maintained her alluring dance.

"That was so relaxed and enjoyable, sweetheart," she commented. Traci stayed connected to me, her hips still moving. I leaned down again to kiss her lips and we shared a brief kiss. Then she moved back slightly.

"Thank you, sir, for being patient with me. Now, you're allowed to be harder and make me your filthy girl."

"Alright. Let me know if I'm going too fast."

Without warning, she distinctly challenged me. This was definitely a statement of intent. Time for me to unveil her dirty side.

"Spread your ass wide for me, dirty girl. Allow me to easily go deep, just as you have desired. Deep, hard, and unapologetically," I expressed.

Traci pushed out, truly enveloping my finger within her anal opening. I descended slowly, flattening her buttocks as I went. I also pinched her nipples more firmly. Traci shuddered. I found my beat, thrusting deeply, but not fully withdrawing, exerting pressure inside her.

"Order me to rape your anus, dirty slut. You know how much you crave this," I said.

Traci's voice changed, becoming guttural. "Please, sir, sodomize my tight asshole. It's so appealing. My anus feels great with your penetration. It transfers straight to my sex. I adore your hips pushing against me. My tits are being squeezed along with my nipples. I'm rubbing my clit, mixing together different past pleasures. A wave of ecstasy is coursing through me," she confessed.

"Tell me your feelings, my beloved creature. What makes you a dirty anal enthusiast."

"Oh, oh, sir. I can feel your hard cock stretching me open. My anus is used to your pressure. It's wonderful. And the feeling of your hips pushing into me, your fingers on my tits, my nipples being pinched, as well as the sensations from my clit all merge into this intense orgasmic wave. Dear sir, I love being your dirty anal lover, with your body supporting me from behind, mouth delivering kisses, and hands feeling up my breasts. I'm melting with appreciation," she reveled.

Traci's grinding patterns intensified, while I stayed steadfast, consistent in my approach. I heard her moan with building excitement. I could feel the pulsating walls of her anus against my cock, as well as a full-body quiver beneath me. I kept up my rhythm as she throbbed in climax.

"Wow, you're just so incredibly sexy. It's not a surprise you can't resist being a naughty girl."

"I understand, Daddy. This is who I really am. I hope you're happy with me."

"Sweetheart, you mean the world to me. And I can feel you surrendering yourself to me. My precious girl, I adore everything about you, even your naughty side."

"I love you too, Daddy."

I allowed her to bask in these revelations for a moment. Hearing her utter such dirty words turned me on so much. I was a part of making her who she was today. Therefore, I felt it necessary to claim responsibility for her transformation.

"My angel, I've been fantasizing about you since the moment I met you. The thought of thrusting my hard cock into you is intoxicating. I dream of the sensation of feeling that tight heat. Watching you writhe and scream beneath me. Hearing your pleas for more. Just owning you completely."

"Daddy, have you always wanted to fuck your bad little girl? To impale your pretty girlfriend?"

"Oh God, yes, my love. You are stunningly sexy. I've been planning this for a while. I just wanted to put you in this situation to fully experience your desires."

"It's okay, Daddy. You try your best to be a good father, but your naughty little girl tempts you to the dark side."

"Believe me, honey. No father could be perfect when blessed with a steamy one like you. I'm just grateful you go along with it."

"Daddy, don't worry. I'm not playing along; I genuinely love it."

"My love, we're both naughty ones. I'll do anything for you. And I will gladly succumb to your wild side."

With that, Traci grinded against me, expressing my confession. She pressed her hips back into my cock and swallowed it into her ass as deeply as she could. A loud groan broke through her lips, mingling agony and pleasure. Her movements then turned to reveling in our mutual confession, feeling my stiffness delve deeper, tormenting her.

"Let your forbidden desires come out, darling. Embrace them. Accept that a sinful little nympho lives inside you, ready to ask for more. Allow me to enter you more forcefully."

"Please, Daddy. Fuck me harder. I simply must come hard."

I pushed harder into my lover's ass, meeting every bit of her acceptance. Excitement resounded through her, fueling her primal instincts. She aspired to fully accept her true identity while also allowing her vulnerable side to interact with me and my partner.

"Baby, I'm going to do this every time. Your body responds to the taboo, but you need it more than I do."

"Yes, Daddy. I need so much more. I want to be your horny little slut. Take me anyway you want while in the company of my cronies."

"My slut, your ass is wide open and ready for me."

I let her remain in that moment, filled with the joy of unleashing this revelation. But I wanted more.

"And there's something else, my naughty girl. I'm going to sexually assault your dishonorable ass while Jeanette watches. You'll be pleading for it."

Traci emitted a loud groan—deep in her soul.

"You yearn to express your indecent behaviors, don't you? You long to fuck your partner while someone observes? To beg for more?"

"Oh God!" Traci cried, catching a glimpse of my goal.

"And not only Jeanette; I'm going to convince Eric to join in. You and your man will be penetrating your pussy and ass simultaneously. Both men looking over to Monica, asking her to watch."

Traci meowed, visibly overwhelmed by the intensity of the ideas unfolding before her. Her mind had rapidly become a raging hotbed of horniness and nursery-rhyme naughtiness. Recognizing her true self was unleashing something massive in her.

"Maybe I should even call you Ass-Slut one day. Tied on a table, dripping in lube, and promising to be used by any man who wants a sensual playmate."

"Oh my God," Traci murmured, her clenching hand testament to her arousal.

"Am I saying what you want, sweetheart? Are you hankering for a tight, carnal ass waiting to be sodomized?"

"Yesss, Daddy. I'm going to cum unlike I ever have before."

"Good, because my love is going to shoot a load down your warm, tight, vile, horny ass."

"Do it, Daddy. If you don't, I'll die."

I increased my aggression, my hips passionately driving my cock deeper. [Traci's] hand flew back to her vagina, pushing herself to climax. I sensed the change and leaned in, whispering, "Embrace your filthy side."

"Oh yes, Daddy. Fuck my dirty, sloppy, slutty, fucking ass."

"Fuck it good, Traci. I'm going to cum in your naughty ass."

My unequivocal eagerness pushed her over the edge. Traci released many tiny splashes while humping to accommodate my force and our shared eroticism. Adjusting my pace, I drove myself deeper, waiting for my release.

"Yes, Daddy! Fuck my ass hard!" With those words, Traci's last lucid thoughts slipped away. An intense, primal sound of pleasure began building inside her chest. Her eyes filled with tears and her mouth dripped with drool. It was as if a lightning bolt had struck – my dear girl had transformed into an animal.

We continued, and Traci's body tightened with a torturous spasm as contractions ravaged her. I felt her nipples and ass pulsing, pushing me over the edge. I dumped my full weight onto her luscious ass, and an immense, all-consuming wave of energy pulsed through me. It was a mixture of the powerful sensation I felt from Traci's meltdown. The first round of semen broke through the pressure, exploding deep into her bowels. I roared out as my body violently convulsed, shooting amounts of cum non-stop. I lost control.

Eventually, I collapsed onto her sweaty, trembling neck and hair. Traci was still moaning to herself. Once she regained consciousness, I gently released her nipples and caressed her lips with kisses on her neck. Her body relaxed, and I kept touching her. As her noises and grunts faded, Traci was returning to herself.

"I love you, baby," I whispered into her ear.

"I love you too, Daddy." Traci spoke in a gentle, childlike voice. I knew I needed to guide her back to full consciousness, but at a pace she was comfortable with.

I moved my lips to hers, but I didn't want to strain her neck in this position, so I shifted to kissing the side of her face and neck. I showered her with my affection and admiration. After a few moments, I reassured her.

"I'll be here for you as long as you need, baby. When you're ready, tell me you want to cuddle."

"I'm kind of a mess, Daddy."

"You're beautiful to me, baby. But when you're prepared, we'll get you cleaned up."

"Thank you, Daddy."

Slowly pulling out, I moved my hands from beneath her and rested by her side. I cuddled her close and nestled my head on her shoulder. Traci yielded and embraced me, burying her face in my neck. I wrapped my arm around her and stroked her hair. Traci eventually dozed off, and I moved a sheet over us. I continued to stroke her hair, waiting for her to wake.

Shortly after, Traci began stirring. Smiling at my tender motions, she pressed her lips to my neck again. I kissed her forehead, and then moved away to see her face.

"I love you, Traci," I murmured.

"I love you, too, Justin," she replied.

We kissed again for a while, then I retreated slightly to look into her eyes.

"You're incredibly erotic, Traci. The experience was incredibly intense. I wouldn't change anything."

"It was, Daddy. I could feel the energy coming from you."

We continued chatting, and eventually, I helped her up to shower. I assisted her in getting dressed and led her to the table in the kitchen. While she sat down, I prepared dinner for her. We ate, and Jeanette entered while we were talking at the table.

"If you haven't had dinner yet, Jeanette, come join us! You can see how wore out they are, but I think they're in a good way," Traci said.

"Sounds enjoyable! Looks like they've had quite an experience playing," Jeanette smirked.

"You guessed it, roomie." We all shared a laugh.

We talked a bit more, and then I took Traci back to her bedroom, lit some candles, and gave her a long massage. I hugged her tight and fell asleep with her in my arms.

Traci and I spent the entire day together on Tuesday, walking and visiting the gym. I knew she had a girl's night planned for Tuesday, so I spent the night socializing with my friends. I called her on Wednesday, but otherwise gave her some alone time. Most of my day on Wednesday was spent studying.

On Thursday, Monica met with me for a run. As we cooled down, she gave me a breakdown.

"Your girlfriend was very explicit with her face during Friday's events. She said your cock felt incredible in her tight ass. She came multiple times. Apparently, you unleashed an inner demon in her. She gave herself completely to you."

"It was certainly an experience. She devolved into an animal."

"Justin, you took her to a state of subspace, and you did it in the absence of restraints, pain, or extreme situations. As soon as you pushed her to that point, you intensified the situation by undressing her, essentially dismantling her."

You achieved this by using your highly developed capacity for empathy. You could sense her responses, and pushed her past her own limits. Essentially, you were manipulating her mind more than her body. I informed you to mess with her mind, but didn't expect the extent to which you could go. When she reached orgasm, and she was partly crying, that suggested she was confronting aspects of her infantile self. She was unsure of how to act. She lacks experience. So her reactions were also infantile.

"Don't degrade the club ladies, Justin. Maintain the kind, considerate, erotic, and entertaining approach you employed with Brianna or Sophia. Use your empathy to stir them up sexually, but don't tamper with their minds like you did with Traci. We can't provide the necessary mental health assistance for everyone here."

"Are Traci okay? Did I hurt her?"

"Yes, she's fine. And it's not a matter of damage. Subspace is an altered state of mind brought on by an intense submissive connection. It persuades someone to confront their inner self. They surrender all control, forcing them to acknowledge certain intense truths about themselves. Traci had to face the realization that she's a filthy little ass slut, built for exploitation. It wasn't a simple act of roleplay. It's an intrinsic aspect of her identity. She was forced to recognize the buried, embarrassing aspect of her sexual nature. So you activated this side of her, bringing it to the forefront. She rejoices in expressing who she truly is, yet struggles to handle it. You provided exceptional aftercare, but your girlfriend is somewhat traumatized. She understands that you admire and cherish her, but does she feel the same way about herself?"

"Samantha and I will be spending time with your girlfriend. She will accept herself with your support. We can expedite the process. We'll discuss our own experiences and how we integrated them into our personalities. Justin, I discovered these truths about myself in the dungeon. The dungeon's environment allows for extreme scenarios to be the norm. It permitted me to embrace being a nasty slut and enter a subspace mentality. However, you took Traci to an extreme situation in her own bedroom, with no dominance items or other warning signs. She cannot interpret her reactions as a response to a BDSM scenario, even though that's what occurred. We'll guide her through it."

"Justin, I'm not castigating you. You possess a potent ability and I advise you to use it sensibly. Can you recall our initial encounter? It was far deeper than I anticipated. I became your wicked stepmother, compelling me to confront how I ensnare people on a juvenile level. You only encouraged me to delve further and uncover my desires, revealing them to the surface. I fell in love with you that evening, Justin, unintentionally. I ventured in believing I was going to satisfy my sexual needs and have a good time after fantasizing about you for so long. I was truly naive."

"There is a group within the club. They respond on a psychological level and share their innermost thoughts. They've learned to integrate what they find out about themselves. You could sense it with Samantha. She is a filthy little ass slut and has embraced it. And she definitely recognized the kindred spirit in your girlfriend. However, you triggered it. Traci must get comfortable acknowledging these things about herself. When she does, she'll become even more confident and desirable."

"I may connect you with some of these ladies who desire this form of exploration. I need to consider how to refine your empathic abilities into your full potential. You have an inherent empathy that mixes with a smart woman's intelligence, coaxing it out. Your abilities need polishing to understand when to lightenup for the evening. I'm beginning with myself, as my pussy was dripping while listening to your innocent girlfriend recount her story of absolute submission and sexual awakening. And now that you're tampering with Traci's mind, don't cease. Your girlfriend desires more."

"Yes. Traci reverts to a third person state when she's becoming submissive. She either takes on the role of a child or acts as a friend to herself."

"She needs a way to separate her submissive side from the intelligent, studious woman she's perceived as throughout her life."

She's delving into a different side of herself. She's trying to understand this side so she can accept it. She's also giving you some significant hints. What are you going to do with your submissive girlfriend?

I'm not sure. I'm still figuring out how to handle it. I do know that I'll cherish her more than anything.

I know that's what you should do, but I won't let you disappoint your girlfriend. Yes, good Doms cherish their subs. But they need to cherish them enough to give them what they truly need. Your girlfriend has declared what she wants. She wants to be your sex slave. She needs you to lead her through that and take what you want from her. She wants to be used for your pleasure. She already knows you'll take care of her. Show some courage, Justin. You have a personal sex toy who will fulfill any perverted fantasy you've ever had. Have you ever seen your girlfriend hesitate to do anything you wanted? She's throwing down the challenge and is waiting to see how you'll respond. Boyfriend, take advantage of this, and fulfill her expectations.

I understood the message, Monica.

And we've already discussed that your girlfriend will be a superstar in the club. Yes, she desires to be your slave, but you know how it works. The sub always outlines the main points to the Dom. The Dom decides the specifics, but they are always for the sub's desires and needs. Deep down, your girlfriend understands this, and she knows how to inspire you into that role. And she's going to be an amazing Dom herself, who deeply understands her subs, who has empathy to get into their minds, and who has a clever, sinister, twisted brain to devise the perfect scenario to create it. She's coming for us, Justin. You realize this, right?

And she'll want payback for turning her into that.

You're figuring it out, boyfriend. Turning a good girl into a wanton slut and she's intelligent? The payback will be immense.

We both laughed.

"I'm sorry if this seemed like a lecture, but I needed to talk to you and have you see what you unleashed in your girlfriend."

I thanked her.

She laughed. "It won't be that bad. Your girlfriend adores how you broke her back door cherry. She loved it, Justin. You'll find out how much in time. Remember, she had a fantasy about this, and you brought it true in the most complete way. She was gushing about how it didn't hurt at all, but she felt completely filled on your cock, ravished beyond comprehension, and beyond insane with lust. She'll never be the same, Justin. Her pure, tight, innocent ass is now yours whenever you want it. If you don't ask for it often enough, she will."

I chuckled. "I'm fortunate for this opportunity."

"Of course you are. A little extended aftercare during sex won't stop her from squirming and moaning. And if you have any other twisted fantasies, she's ready for them."

Again, Monica left, and I met Traci the following day for a walk.

"Hello, boyfriend. I heard your mentor had a lengthy conversation with you about me."

"She did. She's concerned I'm measuring up to you."

Traci laughed. "Ah, measuring down might be more accurate."

I laughed too, but inside, my heart wanted to express more.

"Traci, I'm sorry for going too far too soon, but I feel compelled to say this. You revealed your true self. You trusted me to take you on a journey, but you also fully committed to the experience. We both discovered things at a profound level. If measuring down means that, I don't know what measuring up means."

Traci stopped, looked at me, and laughed. "Damn it, Justin! You fuck my ass for a long time, you torture my nipples so well, and you make me a sexual whore! And then you make it into some kind of spiritual experience."

"Slaves don't enjoy that, Traci. And sweetheart, you were enjoying it."

Traci punched my arm, and it hurt.

"Damn you! I know I enjoyed it, you stupid jerk! I'm mad at myself for getting mad. Ugh!"

I wisely kept quiet this time. However, Monica's words held truth. She's confronting her childish self. [Implicit message: She's unsure of how to act.]

How come I can't have a regular partner? I was hoping for some ordinary dates, followed by some plain vanilla sex. That would suffice, and everyone would be happy. But alas, I'm torn between the mundane and the mysterious. The routine meets the unusual, and it's a disaster waiting to happen. I'm afraid of the girl hidden within me. Why on Earth couldn't she stay trapped in my fantasies? She's a total mess.

He said, "You're a big part of why I like you."

"So you want a prostitute as your partner? Someone you can control?"

I responded, "Traci, are you forcing me right now?"

She seemed surprised. "Haven't I been leading this entire conversation?"

I stayed silent.

"I'm always the leader, am I not?"

"Traci, this relationship would fall apart if you weren't. You're the one who has been showing me a whole new world. And yes, that determined, strict woman also carries an 'obedient' side. It's not the norm for a boyfriend. It's more than that."

"Tell me what you thought about that afternoon," she asked.

"When you instructed me to make you my naughty girl, I lost control. In our past scenarios, you were always the 'good girl.' This time, however, it was different. I pushed you towards your darker side. I knew your responses intimately, so I used that to take over your mind. You went into a trance. It was like your innocent, little side disappeared and was replaced by this powerful, darker version. Monica refers to it as subspace. It's a mentality where your inner naughty girl gains full control. And she went all in. We both agreed I'm not afraid of who you are. Actually, I crave a total surrender who follows my every command. And I've told you that already."

"The real issue is how you're dealing with this. Monica says that when you embrace all aspects of your personality, it leads to immense power. You're intelligent, Traci, so you'll uncover this side someday. And I'm going to have to push my limits to meet your ever-growing potential."

Traci started talking again, "At least I have some time to prepare. The nasty little sexual fiend in me still hasn't emerged entirely. She scares the living daylights out of me."

"I agree that she's not proper company. Then again, she's part of the reason you're so appealing. There's a tinge of her in your playfulness and love for life. That's what Monica is saying. It's what draws me to you."

"So what's your hidden side, Justin? I seemingly have an imprisoned mistress in me that's seemingly indispensable to you. What's brewing in your psyche?"

I kept quiet. Traci was hitting way too close to home.

"Come on, boyfriend. We won't delve deeper into this at the moment. However, the other mystery is what appeals to me about you. What makes you special to me?"

Traci resumed her walk, thinking out loud, "Brilliant, accomplished, athletic, courteous, sexually capable. These are the basics. But what's the motive? Dating you is a thrilling journey, and I love it. You're filled with creative date ideas and ways to arouse trouble. It's the innocent, replacement of something deeper. I see you as a kinky individual."

She looked up and her eyes sparkled, "I know you're a sinful, sensual being."

Underneath it all, you're an unruly child, right? You keep your naughty fantasies hidden, afraid they'll scare the ladies away. But there are times when a woman can break through that barrier and grant you the freedom to express them. My goodness, seeing you with Brianna was lovely. Yes, you were a guy who wanted to screw a hot woman tied up for your pleasure, but I saw more. You desired to make her day in front of your girlfriend. You wanted to admit you fancied other women, but you feared my reaction. You needed someone to give you the green light. And I did, and off Brianna flew. You could've just screwed her, yet you adored her. It wasn't merely the words you said to her. We all felt it. That cute little crush, Brianna, experienced an overwhelming surge. I felt even closer to you after observing that. I realized you worshipped me without realization.

Traci patiently waited for a response. I was clueless. Her smirk caught my attention, and she broke into a giggle.

"It's okay, Justin. I love you just as much. I'll utilize these discoveries to my advantage. But I must admit, I sought to have some leverage over you after awakening the erotic beast within me."

"Monica says you'll make us pay for that."

"A Goddess's wrath is formidable, mortal."

"Please, try to be merciful."

Traci found humor in our predicament. "It's petty, but I feel reassured knowing I have embarrassing secrets you can use against me. I'm not alone."

I looped my arm around her and embraced her. "You most certainly are not alone. We've learned a great deal about each other quickly. Monica and the club have accelerated it, and yet I enjoy those revelations."

"Justin, didn't I tell you the full story about our second date? You heard I masturbated for a while afterward. I didn't mention what I pictured myself doing. I assumed the doggy style position with one hand between my legs, one of my favorites. I fantasized about you being deep inside my rear end. It was potent, baby. I was determined to persuade you to do that in real life. However, you took it slow. I might complain, but I cherish how we've been discovering each other. Monica and the club have expedited things a touch, but I appreciate the discoveries."

"Traci, I didn't realize you fantasized about anal sex. I won't pry further."

"Justin, you're stuck with yours truly. I'm not always easy to comprehend, but don't forget who you are. I play the studious girlfriend and the unrestrained college student. You'll have to deal with it and be a man."

Amused, I chuckled. "Sore arms from the unusual positions I'll likely attempt are a small price to pay to make you moan under me."

"That's selfish of you, Justin," Traci retorted. "The price will be greater than a tender arm. I hang onto my squeaky-clean appearance when possible."

"Whatever it is, it'll be worth it."

"Absolutely, sweetheart."

We continued strolling, with Traci grinning.

"And Justin?"

"Yes?"

"I remembered every word you said that day."

"My God, noted." On that day, I'd shared some wild and kinky thoughts. Traci discreetly admitting she'd listened but was open to persuing those kinky ideas had me excited. Her ambiguous response likely meant she was now my permission to indulge in my darker fantasies.

"Noted?"

"Yes, Traci, noted. I'm glad you recall the words I spoke to you."

Traci divinely brushed her hips against mine and didn't speak again. I experienced a painful erection in my trousers. She's throwing down a challenge, I remembered my instructor asserting. I had planned to experiment with my girlfriend using some depraved desires. She was pushing me to fulfill my sinful urges.

Yes, Traci was the enigma who kept me on my feet. She set a high standard, but to have her captivated me deeply.

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