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The Lost Weekend
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The Lost Weekend Regardless of whether you remember the night before or not, you can generally tell how good it was by examining your surroundings when you wake up. It must have been a pretty good night because, scattered around my bedroom were empty wine glasses/bottles, lingerie, and a digital camera. Of course, the dead giveaway of how great the night had been was the young blonde sleeping next to me. This was the culmination of three days of almost non-stop debauchery that I’ve come to refer to as ‘The Lost Weekend’. The blonde occupying the other side of the bed was named Amber. She was gorgeous, petite, and about a dozen years younger than me. I had met her a week before and things had gotten hot very quickly. There were a few things that I noticed about Amber early on. She loved her own reflection and that she was a drama queen. Having been around the block a few times, I knew these attributes would make for some noteworthy moments in the bedroom; and I wasn’t wrong. When I sat down to write the narrative of the weekend, I became surprised at the amount of time required to do a story justice. I refused to write a typical guy account of ‘I fucked her a bunch of times’ but didn’t want to devolve into excess flowery exposition. I’ve tried to frame it in such a way that I would get turned on by reading it. This is Part 1 of the story of the lost weekend. I’ll do my best to provide additional installments as time allows. As Amber and I got to know one another, the topic of sex inevitably came up. Amber shared her desire to be treated like my dirty little , complete with spanking and hair pulling. She truly was a drama queen and very submissive. The first evening of The Lost Weekend was also the first time she and I were intimate. The sexual tension had built to a fever pitch in the preceding week so we both considered a night of passion a ‘done deal’. After eating the dinner I prepared, we sat down in my living room with some wine. Small talk quickly gave way to kissing. The romantic soft kisses didn’t last long and quickly became more urgent, with our tongues as if in some battle to the death. I slowly brought my left hand down and brushed the back of it across her breast. One of the most erotic things for me is when a woman’s breath catches and Amber’s did that in response to my touch. My touch on her breasts became more aggressive as my lips trailed their way down to her neck, exploring, cupping, groping. Feeling like a , I reached up under her top, undid her bra and released her breasts. Fondling at first, flicking my thumb across each nipple. Then I began rolling her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Remembering what she’d told me, I became a little rougher with my touch, pinching her erect nipples harder and harder. She communicated her appreciation with a series of whimpers. After a few more moments of playing with her breasts, I slid my hand down and onto her thigh. She responded with a receptive sigh. Sliding my hand around the outer side, slowly moving to the top. Then I slid my hand down to her inner thigh and slowly stroked back and forth, each pass moving further up than the other. Past her stockings, under her skirt. At that point, all pretenses were gone as she opened her legs to allow my touch. I could taste the anticipation in her kiss. Lightly brushing my fingers across the front of her soaking wet satin panties, another catch, this time with a little shiver. Her hips began to rotate forward, wanting more of my touch. More pressure. I began working little circles with my fingers across her panties. Her breathing continued to deepen and become more ragged in response to what I was doing with my lips and hands. She began to moan softly into my mouth while holding onto me for dear life. Finally, she whispered in my ear ‘I need you inside me’. I asked her if she still wanted to be my dirty little and she breathed ‘oh God, yes’. I took her hand and led her to my bedroom. Inside the bedroom, I finished the job of removing her clothes and set about making her my dirty little . Grabbing her shoulders, I pushed her down to her knees and told her to suck my cock like a good little slut. She responded with a submissive ‘yes sir’, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my hard cock. Wrapping her hand around me, she began by kissing my engorged head, licking the shaft, eventually taking all of me in her mouth. I decided a true slut would want all of me in her mouth so I grabbed her head and began fucking her mouth, shoving it all the way in and down her throat. She began to gag and cough so I asked her if I should stop. She responded ‘no, this is what sluts do for their man’. I told her she was a good little and that she sucked my cock so well, that she must have sucked a lot of other cocks to get this good. After another few minutes of devouring me, she looked up and said ‘please fuck me, sir….I need your cock inside me.’ I pushed her onto the bed and lowered myself on top of her. Making her tell me one more time how much she wanted me inside her. I put my arms around her and slowly lowered myself, my cock just beginning to penetrate her now dripping pussy. I looked her in the eyes and asked ‘is this what you want, slut?’ ‘Yes, sir. Please give it to me.’ With that, I drove my cock all the way into her. I started with slow thrusts and she began to moan in response. I would speed up from time to time until I could feel her begin to tighten up and her breathing stop. Then I’d back off just a bit barely preventing her from cumming. After about ten minutes of this, I could sense her frustration and asked her if she wanted to cum. She responded with a feeble ‘yes’ to which I replied ‘Tell me what you want. Do you want me to make your pussy cum? Is that what you want? To cum like a dirty ?’ ‘Oh God yes! Please fuck me and make me cum. I’m a dirty little slut and need to get off.’ I began to increase the speed and intensity of my thrusts. Her body responded immediately and I could tell she was moments away from an orgasm. I looked at her again and asked ‘are you gonna cum for me?’ ‘Yes, I’m so close.’ ‘Then cum all over my hard cock. Show me how good I’m fucking you. I want you to scream like the cheap you are. Cum for me, Amber.’ That was all it took to trigger her massive orgasm. She started screaming that she was cumming but I already knew because her pussy gripped my cock harder. Her body thrashed under mine as her orgasm ripped through her; she continued to scream as I fucked her harder. When I didn’t stop thrusting my cock into her, I could tell she wasn’t quite sure what to do. When I sensed her apprehension, I looked at her again and told her I was fucking her pussy until I was done with it. ‘Isn’t that what whores want? To be used and fucked by a hard cock over and over?’ As expected, this triggered another orgasm for her. I could tell it was even more intense by the way she was clawing at my back and drenching my cock. I didn’t need to order her to scream this time because she did it on her own. After her orgasm had subsided, I gave us both a short break. After the break, I told her to get on top of me so I could watch her hips rotate on my cock. ‘Put my cock where you want it, dirty girl. I want to see you fuck it and get yourself off like a good slut.’ She climbed on my cock and began moving her hips, looking for it to touch her the way she wanted. I moved my head up and gently licked her left nipple which increased her quiet moans a bit. When I stopped, she looked at me and said ‘suck my tits. Put them in your mouth. I want you to bite them so I can watch.’ I did as she asked and after a few more minutes, she announced that she was going to cum again. I truly enjoyed watching her face contort as she orgasmed. Before that one completely subsided, I grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her down on my cock as far as I could, driving me deep inside her. Again, she looked a bit panicked but I continued to work her hips on my cock. It was then she started to moan like a good little slut. I looked up at her and said ‘is this what you needed? Fucked by someone who knows how to treat a slut like you?’ ‘Fuck yes! I love the way you fuck me like a ! Keep fucking me…please! I want to cum again.’ ‘Do you want me to make you cum? You want to get off and scream like a dirty slut again?’ ‘Oh fuck yes! I’m your dirty little , sir. Fuck me however you want. Play with my tits.’ ‘No, I want to watch you play with them. Pinch your nipples nice and hard for me. My dirty girl needs to feel some pain to cum.’ From her hesitation, I could tell she’d never touched herself in front of anyone before. I told her again to play with her tits, ensuring she knew it was not a request. Those next few moments were amazing to watch. As I began to fuck her from underneath, she started to caress her breasts, pinch her nipples, harder, harder…. And then she completely let herself go, no longer caring about having any control, reveling in being my dirty little . Riding my cock as hard as I was fucking her, a look of pure euphoria in her eyes. It didn’t take long for another orgasm to rip through her but I didn’t allow her to take a break. I maintained my grip on her beautiful hips and worked her on my cock. She screamed as another orgasm ripped through her. Spurring her on with more talk of how good of a fuck toy she was, she came again, this time, digging her nails into my chest. I released her hips and she collapsed on top of me, her breath remained ragged as she recovered from my efforts. After a few minutes, she picked her head up, looked at me, and said ‘no one has ever fucked me like that before. I can’t believe how many times you made me cum!’ I gazed deep into her eyes and responded ‘and I’m nowhere near done.’ |
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