London. 3:55pm.

She -my mum- had already made it clear that it was going to be very unlikely I was going to be allowed to stay the night. But after master manipulation, I'd worn her down enough.

We stepped off the train and we walked out into the station. I saw his face across the room, his beautifully angled jaw, his broad shoulders calling my name. I raced over suitcase wheels almost buckling, and threw myself up and into his arms.

He held me tight, and whispers my much he'd been desperate for this into my neck. I slid down his body as my mum caught up with us., she did the usual when meeting boyfriends of mine. The whole shaking hands and the dont fuck my daughter spiel. We both looked at each other and new that we both weren't going to be able to keep our hands off of each other when we stepped through that door.

She kissed me on the cheek and said she'd come and get me when I need picking up and to let her know if I was staying another night. She left the train station and headed off to her hotel.

Once she was safely out of sight he picked me up again and placed both hands on my ass, and pressed his lips hard against mine.

I was a little taken a back. A virgin to all forms of proper romance I was unsure how to reciprocate, but after those hours of watching 'how to kiss' videos when I was about 9, were clearly so ingrained into my memory my body naturally relaxed and pressed mine back.

He dropped me down his contoured body, and held my hands as we walked to catch the final train back to his house on the East side.

We stepped on to the train, and I instantly felt a wave of love and sexual tension roll over my body like a wave.

Once we'd found our seats, he grabbed my jaw and made me look into those deep brown eyes that you could fall so deep into you'd never be able to come back out.

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He once again pressed his lips against mine and slid his tongue down my throat . I pushed mine down his and felt a new sensation of pleasure wash over me. He was slowly sliding his hand up my thigh. I wrapped my hands round his neck and slowly rubbed/scratched the back of it. I felt him moan inside my mouth, he got me wet just by kissing me.

We arrived at his house and he unlocked the front door and we walked inside.

His deep voice got me flustered and hot just listening to it.

We went up to his room that I knew oh so well from the thousands of FaceTime calls we must of had. I unpacked the essentials from my suitcase as he fixed us a couple of drinks.

I unpacked my sexiest underwear from my bag and searched for the bathroom to change.

(Underwear set was black lace with diamonds, topped with a little black silky dress and thin tights)

I went back into his room where he lay in sweats with the Calvin Klein band showing from his underwear. He bit his lip hard and beckoned for me to come and lay next to him. He sat up and I sat at the end of the bed.

He handed me a drink which I sipped at slowly.

I felt his cold rings dent my face as my pinched my jaw, he pulled my mouth open with his thumb and spat in it. I swallowed it graciously. I slid myself close to him on all fours , ass up in the air, I did this on purpose so he could see you swollen lips around my underwear in his mirror.

I ran my tongue over his lips and spat in his mouth as I felt a hand come down hand on my bum.

He reached into his drawer where there was a conveniently placed vibrator. I pulled it out and left it by his side as he tugged off my black dress and slid out of his joggers and underwear. This was the point where my only moment of uncertainty set in. What if I didn't do it right? What if I couldn't take it all? What if I was too tight and he couldn't get it in?

We stared into each others eyes, him naked bar his jewellery that glistened under the red leds, my in some underwear that was bound to be ripped from my virgin body. I pushed my hair over my tan shoulders and adjusted my self so I could free both hands to wrap round his hard cock that was inching closer and closer into my face.

I ran my tongue in circles round the tip and instantly saw his head tip backwards and a small moan escape his mouth. I took a big breath in and made a promise that I was going to take every fucking inch of his perfect dick. As I was going down deeper I was imagining all the times when I'd thought about how good it would look balls deep in my pussy. When my lips were all wet and making it shine like rubbing polish on brass the thoughts, i knew that soon they would become reality and my god was I excited as fuck. I watched as his toes curled and moans rolled off his tongue, echoing through the air.

He eventually said,

He pulled my underwear off with his teeth and looked at my pussy. Lips all swollen and wet.

And with that he was placed two fingers on my clit and a big dildo in my tight pussy. It didn't fit at first but my god did he make it. He went it fast on my clit finding it perfectly. It's almost like he knew that the slow shit that most people crave wasn't going to work and he was going to have to get a bit of wrist ache. He watched and laughed as my back arched and my head threw back and loud moans dribbled out of my mouth.

And with that he forced his dick into my pussy and fucked me hard. Balls deep and at 100mph.

He fucked me deep in doggy. Whatever I though was deep was nothing compared to this. It was rough and hard his body slapping against my bum making it red raw. Nothing had ever felt so fucking good.

He said as he rolled me over once more and shoved his big dick just as deep down my throat. I felt his warm cum spill down the back of my throat and he let out a loud moan as he did so. I swallowed just as he had ordered.

The thing with him was he'd ask you questions but you daren't answer them. And with that last statement he threw me down on to the bed and tied me up. Hands and legs to the bed posts, and began to tease my clit mercilessly. He had me screaming to cum but it was always 'not yet you whore you've got to earn it' but after the fiftieth time of asking he let me release a triple load right into his mouth. He was so fucking grateful.

He said as he untied me after further over stimulation, but he could see it was getting a bit much and had decided to stop there.

As the bath was running he kissed every mark leaving hickeys over ones that weren't too sore letting everyone know that I was fucking his.

I ran hickeys along his v-line and jaw. Making sure that every other fucking whore knew that I was his. His little slutty whore.

We eventually clambered into a steamy bath, he sat behind me and washed my boobs biting my nipples playfully and leaving hickeys a deep shade of purple in my neck.

I was leant over a counter down stairs as we were unpacking food and I hadn't realised how much of my pussy was on display through my shorts.

He stuck 2 fingers deep into my pussy as he moved my shorts aside. Gently stroking my lips with his other hand. I let out a loud moan and felt my legs shake.

He bent me further over the counter and pushed his fingers in deep and making me edge around my climax as he lifted me up on the counter and forced my legs open wider. My body would tense and surge wildly as he ate me out. His tongue tasting every inch of me as if it were his last meal. I was screaming out, begging for him to let me cum but just like last time it was met with a 'not now princess I'm not finished with you yet' I could feel my body reacting, tensing like mad, I knew at somepoint I was just going to cum and there'd be no stopping me, and that moment was fast approaching and he knew that. His fingers went deeper and harder. Faster than I'd ever felt them pound into me before. I was now screaming so loud I was pretty sure the neighbours were aware of how much of a slut I was for him. The minute this dawned on me a loud

Escaped his lips. Cum poured everywhere. The clean t-shirt he was wearing was soaked along with it dripping from the counter top. He definitely wasn't done yet. Before I knew he was over-stimulating me into fucking oblivion.