Marie Shore - Big Book of Smut 2

He played with her, fucked her, spanked her, tickled her, tied her up, tied her down, bit her, nibbled her, slapped her, pulled her hair, and did everything he wanted to her for a day and a half.

He did her downstairs, upstairs, on the stairs and bent over the upstairs railing. He had her indoors, and outdoors, tied to trees and tied to the bumper of her car. He gave her outfits to wear, some that he tore off of her hot trembling body before ravaging her and others he gently removed in a most seductive way.

He always kept her guessing. She never knew what was going to happen next, a soft kiss on her lips or nipples or a hard smack on the ass. She loved his mind, his imagination, his way with her, his wonderful voice, and his awesome cock that had given her more orgasms in a day-and-a-half than she had altogether in the 4-? years that she had been sexually active.

Late on Sunday afternoon, he walked her to her car. She was dressed in a simple all-white dress with nothing on underneath. She did not want to leave, but she knew he was right that she had to get ready for classes the next morning. She wanted nothing more than to give herself to this beautiful caring and most dominant man; to give her body to him to fuck over and over again; to let him do the most intimate and sometimes most humiliating things to her; to give him whatever he wanted.

He gave her a long, very deep wet kiss and told her he was going to give her a present as she had been an been better slut than he expected. What is it she wondered? She found out soon. He had her in the passenger seat of her convertible with the seat as far back and down as it would go. He stood over her and told her to pull down his shorts and lick his balls and cocks clean and that was to be her present.

She eagerly complied and licked and licked and licked him some more. He grabbed her head and forced it up and down on his cock before pushing her head back firmly against the seat with the weight of his body as he rammed his cock deeper and deeper into her hot wet eager mouth. He came loud and hard with the force of his cum overpowering her; she came in one giant long — lasting orgasm herself.

As she drove down the half-mile gravel driveway, she felt every one of his kisses, every bite, every tickle, every clothes pin, every drop of wax, every piece of ice, each piece of fruit and vegetables that he used on her during her first visit to The Wicked Woods. She knew that this had just been “basic training” and that subsequent visits would be much more intense, intimate, physical and unpredictable-she could hardly wait.

She hadn’t swallowed all of his cum when he fucked her mouth just a few minutes ago. Some of his hot sweet cum she kept under her tongue. She now swished it all around her mouth and savored the taste before swallowing the last drop as she turned on the road as she left The Wicked Woods, for the first time.