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Call Girl Confessions, Part 1
Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: Jonathans_Fantasies, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories
smiled and nodded at him to get into the bed, which he did. He lay beside me and poured me some champagne, we clinked our glasses together and drank a sip each enjoying ourselves. I was impressed with the treatment so far, but I wondered about what was next. "I have a question," he asked. "What kind of question?" I said as I kept making flirtatious signs to him. "How much do you know about what I like?" he was asking me about his sexual tastes. "Well I know you like it a bit rough, and that you want me to resist you. Is that about right?" "Yeah, that is about it," he smiled and tried to look at me in the eyes, but he was somewhat shy. It was strange, in fact he did not look like one of those who liked it rough. Which I found a bit strange... this contradiction made me feel a little uneasy around him. "I use the code word, scarlet," I said. "What?" he asked. "If I feel you are being too rough, I'll use the word 'scarlet' to tell you to stop. It's another word for red. Is that okay?" "Oh, yeah that's fine, scarlet huh?" he was nervous. "Yeah, scarlet." "Okay then," he took our empty glasses and set them on the nightstand on his side of the bed. Then, lightning-quick, he turned and grabbed me by the throat. The surprise was so shocking that I almost yelled the word immediately, but I felt I could take it. He held me tight with one hand, and used the other one to grab my arm, I acted out as he wanted me to and began to scream, "Yeah just like that slut!" he yelled. The shy young ... man had turned into a sex-starved animal. He was so into his fantasy that I felt maybe I should just stop it now, but something inside of me told me not to. He began to lick my neck and chest, drooling all over me as if he was insane. I struggled against him on purpose, making sure he'd think he was really dominating me. "Fuck yeah, you think you can get away from me!" he began stripping my shirt off and fondling my breasts. I could feel that fear of mine coming back up again, there was something familiar in how he was doing me. My tits were out, and he began to lick and suck my nipples off – as well as biting them. I kept my screams to a balance so to not actually get some neighbors over to see what was going on. He kept holding me down as he sucked my tits and bit my nipples, while his free hand began stroking me between my legs. I clenched them and resisted him, but he would just spread them open again and continue to stroke me. This went on for about a minute or two, until he eventually began unbuttoning his pants. I was able to catch a glimpse of the bulge between his legs; he was huge! He lowered his pants down and held his enormous cock in his hand. He then sat on top of me, with his cock hitting my face. It smelled ripe and strong. "Open that fucking mouth of yours, whore!" he said to me. I kept my mouth closed and waved my head away from his cock, but he grabbed me and forced my mouth open and pushed himself into my mouth. His cock tasted strong, very strong, almost ...