1 was completed, a small truck appeared at the gates and my bed arrived. I set to work immediately on putting it together, assisted by Dan. Within an hour, just on 4pm, we finished.
“Oh, I forgot to give you this.” I handed him the key from my pocket. “This is so you can come any time you want.” He winked at me and he put it into his trouser pockets.
“I’d prefer to come with you.” He raised an eyebrow sexily in my direction and my body reacted favorably. We were stripping the clothes off each other even before the last work van trundled from the cobbled driveway.
Within three minutes, we were 69-ing on the bed with him on his back and me straddling his face. We were sucking each other desperately, fiercely, rapidly making-up for the week of chastity. He alternated between tugging on my clit and tongue fucking me and I was hanging onto his hips and responding to my body’s euphoria by cock teasing him with my tongue. He was huge in my mouth and I was about to come when he slid from under my mouth and quickly tugged a condom on. He resumed position and I reverse-cowgirled him, his cock pressing against my front wall. I held my hand firmly on my abdomen and I could feel the head of his dick through my belly, moving in and out.
I was covered in sweat and loving every thrust, every moment of this. I leant forward on his legs and rocked on his crotch so he could see his cock moving in and out of my pussy. Dan groaned in appreciation.
"God, that’s so sexy.”
He was holding my hips and guiding me. I threw back my head, my hair tickling my sweaty, sensitive skin right down to the middle of my back. He was so deep, the pleasure was intense and I started playing with my clit, rubbing hard while shifting where his hands led me.
“Baby, I’m coming!” I yelled and so I did. Dan lifted me off him and a burst of fluid squirted from my vagina. I was crunched over his legs, letting my body do its thing, the shuddering overtaking and I could do nothing but ride it.
I was still groggy when Dan pushed me back onto the pillows and straddling my chest, he took the condom off and pushed his dick into my mouth. At first, he was gentle and I sucked his hard shaft, tasting my juices. Then, he grabbed my head and pushed hard into my mouth.
I wasn’t ready and gagged at the intrusion. I’d never been great at deep throating and having it forced upon me was frightening. I tried to push him back but he held my head firm.
“That’s it, baby, take it.”
I was panicking. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move. All I could feel was his enormous penis rammed down my throat. I gurgled and slapped his hips and he withdrew for long enough for me to take a breath before pushing back in. He was so strong and for that moment, I was afraid of him. That feeling of danger I’d momentarily felt when he stepped from the foliage that first day was no w real. My eyes were wide open and I gazed with horror at the line of hairs that ran from his bellybutton to his crotch as the line came closer and moved away with his actions.
Seconds later, he stiffened, cried out and came in the back of my throat, his semen disappearing down my gullet. He shuddered and jerked, jarring my open, aching mouth before sinking down onto the mattress next to me.
I took a huge breath, swallowed and gagged a bit.
“What the hell, Dan?”
“Sorry, babe. I got a bit carried away.”
“A bit? ”
“Hey, settle down.” He gathered me up and cradled my head, stroking my hair and shoulders; a guaranteed way to soothe me.
I didn’t know what to say, how’d it all go so bad? I was up for some bedroom aerobatics, sure, but always consensual. I lay silently and stiffly in his embrace.
“I’m sorry, Alex. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Are you okay?”
Was I?
He sounded so sincere and genuinely apologetic.
I studied the contours of room’s dimensions while thinking about what had happened. He’d forced the act on me and no one treated me like an empty