|Vegas, Part 2
||[Sep. 25th, 2006|01:15 am]
Original Here: http://kinkysmart.livejournal.com/296502.html
And for those of you who missed part 1, it's here: http://drrtyslut.livejournal.com/53569.html
Since this is my first foray into real life porn, I would love to hear your comments on it... it seems like I get more comments from fiction than fact, which makes me more hesitant to post the true stuff, so by all means prove me wrong here.
T: Needless to say, this is long and far from work safe. Herein, we finish the adventure, and get down to the Dirtiest Thing I Have Ever Done (her too). We both hope that you enjoy this little bit of true-life porn.
I am no longer shocked by what I manage to forget. What is rather surprising, is when another person demonstrates my level of data loss. For example: in the first part, both princess and I failed to recall that I WHIPPED HER ASS while she was sucking my cock the first time. How the holy F do you forget that? You can see it in the movie, clear as day – and I remember doing it – god it was good. This near stranger/old friend sucking my cock in the daylight, while I lash at her butt; it was so hot. I warmed her up to get her ready for her first fucking, and the pussy was excellent!
So we finish fucking, cuddle a little, and then head back out into the world. It was a nice excursion back to StarTrek, this time for the Borg movie – very cool as well, but not with the sudden shock that the first ride gives you. We had a nice dinner that I don’t remember one bit of…. No – wait, we went to a mexican place in the NYNY hotel. She got a gigantic strawberry daiquiri, and we had a good, carb-heavy energy meal, but not too full. She doesn’t have a high tolerance for alcohol, so 2/3 of that drink was getting her a little loose. Good, she’s going to need every tool to relax she can get her hands on.
(yes, these are screen caps from the movie to come soon)
I teased you fair bit over dinner, in the hopes that you would do unspeakably evil things to me back at the hotel. I was not disappointed.
Back at the hotel, I think we figured out that with the shaded glass on the windows, no one could see into the hotel room. So I started sucking your cock again. Determined to do a better job than the last time, and mentally prepared for the girth you were trying to shove down my throat, I steeled myself a little, and prepared to suck you like a pro. After the first couple attempts failed, I physically forced my head onto your cock and got it all down. It was physically painful, and I thought my throat would burst, but I'm so happy it worked (and even happier that you got a good picture of the moment).
( feel she over pixelized this for her own protection - but she's the cautious one )
After a fair bit of throat fucking, you decided to move on to my pussy. So, there was much fucking with the entire Vegas strip as a backdrop. You plunged right in to my pussy in one stroke and reminded me just how sore you made it the first time. You fucked me to the point of tears and I was sobbing.
Once I started crying, I took your hand and brought it to my face. I'm not sure what you thought I was doing, because you were really resistant the first time. Once you felt the tears in my eyes, you kissed my eyes and fucked me even harder.
I very intentionally set her up in the same position she was in before, and started filming again, same action, different light.
I knew her pussy was very sensitive after the first round. Here is where my true sadism comes out – I love to fuck a girl the second time when she is sore, and a little swollen. It’s so hot to see her wince and suffer for a little while, and then see her slowly come back around as her cunt warms over, and she starts to like it, and then to love it. Also, I love tears in a girls eyes while she’s being fucked. That just… ooof. Damn I love that.
After getting her nice and submissive, it was time to do what we have been talking about for a long time. It’s not like we don’t talk about fucking her pussy or her eating my cum, we do. But if you add up all those conversations, and stack them up against her and I talking about fucking her up the ass, the anal sex dwarfs just about all others.
My little princess loves it up the asshole – she’s been into it for a while, she cums from anal, and she has been talking about taking me into her bottom for literally years. Now that I am actually pushing my way into her cervix, my little baby might just be wondering if this a bite she wasn’t prepared to chew.
a little MUCH lube, stimulus, and coaxing, you managed to get your cock in my ass. (Have I mentioned the pictures don't do you justice?) Just feeling the head of your cock in my ass was both excrutiatingly painful, and incredibly hot. I felt stretched to the very limit, and was hanging on for dear life. I wanted you to fuck away at my ass without abandon, but I know that would have torn me in half. Instead, there was slower, more gentle fucking in which I still screamed like bloody murder.
There must have been no one in the rooms near us, because there is no way in hell that they didn't hear me screaming. Either that or they were turned on by it and were jerking off to it... that's kind of a cool and pervy thought.
After, again, what seemed like hours of fucking, you came deep into my ass. I could feel the heat of it inside me, and the sensation was intensely erotic. After you came, I was totally exhausted. Again, you held me and stroked me and told me what a good girl I was. I was probably purring like a kitten at this point. And right as I'm about to fall asleep, you crawl on top of me and start fucking me again. Seriously, this is inhuman! You complain that you're getting older, but you fuck with all the energy and stamina of a teenager(except that, unlike a teenager, you actually know what to do with all that energy). This fuck was different - not a hard, bottoming out, body-altering pounding, but gentler, more loving. It was a really nice way to end the evening. I fell asleep sweaty, full of cum, and utterly satisfied.
I can’t explain with mere words how exhausted, relaxed and satisfied I was after fucking this little girl’s bottom, and filling her up with cream. The beautiful look in her eyes when she felt it shooting up inside her, this look of wonder, just so lovely. I collapsed at her side, and thought I would pass out with her cuddled up to me in my arms… but then I felt my cock stir again. I should have passed out, but how she felt next to me, it was different. She wasn’t intentionally submitting anymore – now she was owned. She felt Daddy in her ass, and she was all mine. How could I not mount her and stroke her pussy before letting her (and myself) finally sleep. It was good, being gentle, after what we had been doing.
The next morning, you took no time at all to mount me again. You alternated between fucking my pussy and my mouth, and then came down my throat again. The hottest part? How it quickly turned into the Daddy-incest-rape fantasy. Seriously, I thought the cops were going to come for SURE this time. With me screaming "Ow, Daddy you're hurting me", "Please stop Daddy, I'm scared", and "Daddy, why are you doing this to me", I was amazed that the entire LVPD wasn't pounding down the door. I'm sure there must've been some hardcore pervy neighbours. Afterwards, since it was early, and we were both pretty tired, we slept for another few hours, and then you said you wanted something to eat, so you went out to grab breakfast.
We have been talking about this for a while, too. We always drift back and forth between hot slut daughter seducing, and reluctant daughter being molested/raped. Last night was slut daughter – now it was time for daddy to take. She wasn’t as loud with the ‘please daddy stop’ part, I think because it was so sexy having her quietly plead, rather than scream. Damn, that was good sex.
Afterwards, lying in bed, I used my phone to make that post I sent in while I was there. She helped me write it. She doesn’t eat breakfast, so I went down and got a really good breakfast of poached eggs, potato pancakes, and smoked salmon – yum. Then I came back upstairs for a little surprise…
(In truth, I was actually kind of hungry at this point, but I really wanted to surprise you, which is why I stayed behind)
The part that you do know is that I spent the next hour or so showering, changing, doing my makeup and hair, and generally getting the surprise ready for you. What you didn't know was that I did it all with a butt plug in my ass...
So, I took the butt plug out of my ass, and waited on the bed, watching crappy daytime television.
What you arrived to was me lying on the bed, dressed up as a little schoolgirl, passed out cold. I knew you probably suspected that I wasn't actually unconscious, but the fantasy is way too fun to resist.
Oh, you have got to be kidding. This can’t be real. I am pinching myself here.
I have a passed out schoolgirl on my bed.
Now, for the next part, I'm only guessing as to what you did, because my eyes were closed the entire time. I'm pretty sure that the first thing you did was to get undressed, and I heard some plastic bags rumpling, so you were probably putting a few things down. I was so nervous/excited, that I nearly was shaking, but tried to stay calm so that you would still think I was asleep.
I felt you move onto the bed, and you started rubbing your cock against my lips, and against my face. Again, I love the smoothness of your cock. Even erect, the skin is so soft. I stirred a little, and I think you stopped. You got up and moved around behind me. I felt you lubing up your fingers, and starting to play with my asshole. I was still really sore from the night before and had a hard time staying still, but somehow I managed it.
You kept playing with my ass for a little while, and my heart started pounding as you slowly pushed your cock inside me. It took every ounce of self control I had not to scream when you pushed the length of your cock into my ass. And I tried to not even flex my ass, or have the pain/pleasure show on my face. You slowly sodmized me, no doubt sure at this point that I was definitely not sleeping, but totally content to continue on in the fantasy. My ass was very tender from the night before, and I could feel every inch of you stretching me wide open again. My brain was screaming, but I wouldn't have stopped you for anything - the fantasy was so hot. I bet part of you knew how much it probably hurt me. I bet part of you enjoyed that even more. After some deep fucking, I heard you moan and felt the cum fill my ass. I let you finish pumping the last of it inside me, and slowly pull your cock out.
Here’s what I did to her bottom.
I didn’t re-position her, just pulled her panties out of the way, and slowly fucked her up the ass, staining her panties with lube and cum. Filthy little slut, I can’t believe she stayed silent this whole time. It was a nice, gentle bit of sodomy, but it’s still a cock pumping a sore anus, and shooting yet more semen inside. Damn, that was good.
When you got back from the bathroom, I "woke up" and you told me how much you loved it. I bet you felt completely lecherous the entire time. God knows I was feeling incredibly sluttly myself. Again, you held me and stroked my hair, and told me how beautiful I looked, and how fantastic it was. I could have melted into a puddle, I was so happy. I love that kind of affection, especially after the really rough sex, and I love that you understand that. You'll put me in the most incredibly vulnerable place, but you're always willing to carry me through it after it's all done.
After a quick change (despite your insistence that I go out in the schoolgirl outfit), we went out. I really wanted to do a lot of subtle, public play with you, and felt terrible that not only did I have to restrain myself, but that I had to ask you to do the same. If we get to do this again, I totally want to make up for that!
She sucked my cock after I banged her ass. See? Proof:
Then we went out to do the other stuff out there.
We got back to the hotel, and what followed was the "bucket of cold water" incident, which I don't really want to get into. So, we met up again for the show, and got seated. As a side note, if we were in a more private spot, without that couple in front or the waitress walking back and forth constantly, I would have given you a fantastic handjob right in the middle of the theatre. I grabbed your cock a little at the beginning of the show, but people kept coming by, and I didn't want us to get kicked out.
Nevertheless, the show was fun. Weird, but fun, and we went back to the hotel. As soon as we got in, you told me to get naked. I was trying to be a little playful, and told you I didn't want to, but you were obviously not in the mood, and bent me over and spanked me hard. You know just how to hit to make it sting like crazy, without leaving a lot of marks. I stripped down to nothing in no time after that.
Folks, no matter how much fun you are having, don’t forget to make the appropriate and necessary phone calls.
As for the show, I mentioned it in a previous post . It was a great afternoon, and when we came back to the hotel, it was time to get serious again. This was the last night, and I had to wake up in the dark of morning, and be gone at 5am. This was the night that was going to leave an impression on her.
I love how you can go from commanding, to sweet, to menacing in just moments, without even having to raise your voice. There wasn't a time that I didn't take you completely seriously; you have a great facility with words, and have a very commanding presence and it made the entire experience a hundred times better.
You kept spanking my ass, and I started wincing in pain. Finally, once the chairs and video camera were in place, you had me get down on my knees and start sucking your cock. I knew the camera was rolling, and tried to put on a good show. I tried using lots of long, slow, deep strokes, circling the head of your cock with my tongue on every up stroke (a great technique that you really seemed to like a lot). I wanted to tease you a bit - draw it out longer, and give you a ton of great sensation. I think you really enjoyed it, but wanted more force, so you started to fuck my mouth pretty hard. I tried to take as much as I could, even though I really wished you could have fucked my throat outright (will work more on this). Eventually, you had me up on the chair, and made me beg for your cock... which I was more than happy to do.
Yeah. It’s on. Time to get serious.
A girl doesn’t go to another country, to a strange city, to fuck a stranger she calls “daddy” – you don’t let that girl go home in any condition other than Utterly Destroyed. I feel I would be remiss in my duties and frankly letting my friends and myself down if I did not just Wreck that Shit. Like it’s my god damned job. Best part of this job? It involves fucking. Deep, core, uterus pushing, permanent disfiguring of her birth canal, rearranging of her insides kind of fucking. Game on.
Again, the sensation of you pushing yourself into my pussy is like nothing I can describe. I can't imagine any girl going through it and feeling instantaneously and utterly submissive to you. You fucked me deep and hard, bottoming out on every single stroke. I remember saying "Daddy, you're hurting me" repeatedly. I didn't want you to stop, but I wanted you to know how much your cock was hurting me. I bet you loved that. You had to keep pushing my back down into the right position because of it too - you were fucking right into my cervix and womb, and it hurt like a sonofabitch. I wouldn't have stopped you for anything, but arching my back to let you in deeper was really hard.
After a lot of grinding, you pulled your cock out... I thought it was to give me a small break, but you wanted me to suck you again. I hesitated; not out of lack of desire, but out of sheer exhaustion. My entire abdomen was throbbing from the fucking you had been giving me. I started sucking your cock, gently, tasting the vast amounts of pussy juice that were no doubt dripping out of me by this point.
You soon took your cock out of my mouth and moved back to my pussy, again fucking me hard and deep. I was crying again, and I told you so, and you touched my tears and kissed both of my eyes. Again, I didn't want you to stop, but I wanted you to know. You starting taunting me about getting me pregnant, and I begged you to cum inside me. I love the dirty talk, and at that point, was so turned on that I would have probably agreed to anything. You fucked me hard and came deep into my pussy. Between your cum and my lube, I was soaking wet from my pussy to my knees, and totally exhausted. I fell down on the bed, and you held me close.
It’s a little after midnight, and I’m looking at 4 hours sleep, give or take, a 5 hour drive, and then it’s off to work. It goes without saying that I have not been doing a lot of sleeping in the last couple of days. I am relaxed, happy, and feeling very close to this ravaged little girl. During the last slow fucks, we talked and let some fantasies go. No, we won’t tell you. Now, if you had been there, laying next to us, watching us fuck while you play with yourself, or possibly putting your face right down where we are fucking to lick us clean and keep it all moist, enjoying the combined flavors, listening to us talk, then maybe you would get it all in context. And it would give you masturbation fodder for years to come. However, here, just written down. No. Not that it is beyond your abilities – I know in my heart that some of you here think the same damn things.
The real product of our deeply perverse conversation, was an unprecedented feeling of trust. She and I really were on the same page. It’s just good to know there is someone you can let it all out, and still be loved and trusted. My head just felt good, on her breasts. And that’s when we touched on something that we had talked about a while ago, in some of our very dirty chats – something not as taboo as earlier conversations, just dirty.
You turned off the lights, and we talked for a little bit and both kind of said our goodbyes. We talked about you coming out to visit, and I said that we would have to do "it" when you came out. We both kind of pondered as to why it hadn't already happened. I think we both kind of forgot about it. We talked for a while about doing it, and there was a pause, and then you whispered to me "do you want it now" and I whispered "yes." I was petrified. I think my entire body was shaking, but I couldn't even will myself to say no.
Still lying down, I started gently sucking your cock. I wanted this to be long and luxurious. I knew we were both tired, and I wanted you to feel everything. You started telling me this little incest story, and it was incredible. I kept sucking for a while, but I wanted to join in to the story telling, and moved my head up to make some dirty comments of my own. You turned me over onto my side and started fucking me gently. It was so tender and loving; I wish it could have lasted all night. The incest storytelling/roleplay got incredibly dirty and elaborate, and for a little while, I even forgot what you were planning to do to me (I would say we should get that story down in writing, but we would both probably get arrested, it was so fucking filthy!)
This conversation has come up a couple of times since then – it’s the: “how come we didn’t do _______, we talked about that – why didn’t we do it?” With 3 years of fantasy play, there is only so much you can actually do. When you go out for a sex party, you bring everything in the play bag, but you are only going to use a little of what you brought – you just don’t know what. In our case, we really only scratched the surface – but then she said, “I thought you were going to do this?”
Of all the things we could have done at that moment, this was the right thing to bring up. It was just what I needed, right at that moment.
You eventually took your cock out of my pussy and pressed it slowly against my asshole. I wanted so badly to let you in, but I was still sore from earlier in the day. You got a little lube and slowly worked your cock into my asshole. After what seemed like an eternity, I felt your body up against my ass, and I knew that I had finally taken your entire cock into my bottom. I was so proud! Despite the pain, it felt absolutely incredible, and you continued to fuck my ass as gently as you had done to my pussy.
(OK, dear readers, this is the point of no return. You have the chance to leave now and not read the absolute filth that is to follow. Once you cross this line, you can't go back; this is some psychotically dirty stuff that makes everything that precedes it read like a church sermon. Last chance, turn back while you still can!)
I still had it in the back of my mind what you were really going to do, but it didn't really seem real yet. You kept fucking me, and I was able to relax and surrender completely, and it felt so amazing. Shortly after that, you stopped fucking me at all, and just held your cock in my ass. I tried fucking you, but you told me not to move. It was then that I realized what you were about to do. I was completely petrified; both of what was about to happen, and that I might chicken out at the last minute, and screw it all up. I started to feel the slightest pressure in my ass, and I was shocked. This was really happening! I turned around to look at you, almost in disbelief, looking to you to confirm what was going on. You didn't say anything to me, but I knew it by the look on your face; you were really pissing into my open asshole!
I first pissed in the mouth of a very dirty girl I was fucking in college. She was my first Anal-only girl, the first Ass-to-mouth girl, and she was insatiable. After sodomizing her repeatedly, I made her kneel by the toilet and hold my cock while I did my usual after-sex-piss. When it slowed to the last dribble, I motioned her head towards the wet end of my cock. She was puzzled at first, as what was about to happen didn’t even occur to her as being a possibility – it was just, “What? I… oh. Yes.” And she took my cock in her mouth, and drank down the last drops. It couldn’t have even been a teaspoons worth, but it was new, exciting, and I adored her for drinking from my cock, again.
After that, it was K in Indiana. Late night anal sex on the beach, and with no ready sink and washcloth, so she cleaned her own filth from my cock with her mouth. After a few episodes of this, it was only natural to begin pissing while she cleaned. K had a capacity for dirty sex few can parallel. After that, Amy took piss in the shower of her house, then Jenn took it in her mouth and all over her tits and clothes, while she was dressed, in the grass outside a bar where we had been drinking – then she drove us home like that.
Pissing on a girl may seem degrading, but for me, it’s such an act of submission. She is kneeling to be owned by me. Owned? Maybe just for the moment. Just something she wears for a short time. She lets herself be engulfed in my scent, she worships my cock with such totality, that she drinks all my cock will produce. That’s just hot, but it’s a short term effect. It’s just a costume she wears.
I’ve told this to princess before, and we’ve talked about this. How do you take it further? How do you make this ownership, something deeper? How can this be more personal for both. I showed her stories where this was a part, and she was horrified and fascinated.
After our weekend, after all we had shared, and done together, she was offering me this deep and total act of submission. She lay still and let me push into her bottom again, then be still and join with her. Relaxing enough to piss while still inside her took an enormous amount of concentration. We were in a trance, just locked together, until I felt it release.
The look on her face, was sublime. She was bewildered, afraid, trusting, and in that moment, I think she was in love. It was so beautiful.
I felt so incredibly vulnerable, so connected to you, I felt violated, stunned, pride, shame, a million emotions at once. The best description I can give is that it's simultaneously the dirtiest, and most intimate thing I have ever done in my life! As soon as it was over, you held me tight and stroked me, and told me what a fantastic job I had done. When you wanted me to suck your cock, I flinched. I was really worried about this one. The ATM is something I've always listed as a soft limit, and was totally freaked out by. But you were so sweet. You told me I just had to lick the head a little, and I completely capitulated. I think I was even trembling a little, but I'm not sure.
Eventually you led me to the bathroom, and I had to let it all go. I felt so embarassed, but you stayed with me the entire time, and told me that it was nothing to be embarassed about. After it was all over, I got into the shower, and washed all the pulverized, tender bits that you had so thoroughly violated. You came into the shower with me, and had me hold your cock as you pissed into the drain... I think I jumped away a little; I didn't know what you were doing. You showed me how much you had let loose into my bowels, and I was both fascinated, and mortified. I didn't know what to think.
We cleaned each other. We kissed, caressed, and went to sleep. Only 2 ½ hours later, I was up again. I got dressed, packed, and then I went in to see my princess sleeping. I don’t think she ever fully woke up, but I kissed her, stroked her hair, and told her I loved her, and left her to sleep the night, before she went home to her real life – her job, her friends, and the man she loves.
This was again, a costume she wore for me. I am a small part of her life, but a real part of her life. I am her dirty secret, her special daddy, someone she loves but cannot be with. And I am very lucky to have her in this way. I don’t get what she gives to her love, but he doesn’t want these things. Neither would she give these things to anyone else.
I want to see her again, and do dirty, dirty things again. I am sure that we will. I watched the sun rise over the desert as I drove south, back to Phoenix to attend a meeting at HQ at noon. As I crossed the dam again, I looked up to one of those giant cranes they are using to build the overpass bridge to take cars straight over the canyon and into Nevada. Suspended from the crane was a cage, with about 7 or 8 guys, all having breakfast 900 feet over the river. Just coffee and Egg McMuffins, and the most spectacular view ever seen by man. Driving my car way down below them, I didn’t envy them one bit. I am one lucky bastard.
It was a good time in Vegas.
- T. and Princess.