Nicefella
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This was a real experience , but it also makes for a decent narrative - I would like to refine this idea with a few female writers if you are so inclined.
So far I have this:
"I have always been a "rough sex but give respect" kind of man. Recently, however, I had occasion to chat and have phone sex with a married woman from literotica.com who desired to be treated like a whore. She kept telling me about how much it would turn her on to be taken, without consent, and with no regard for her respect or well-being. Our telephone conversations were mind-blowing and I was looking forward to met her when we were both ready.
However, when we met the first time, I found her to be giggling, stand-offish, almost unwilling to kiss or be touched. I cut that date short by telling her that I had a business-related emergency.
We reconnected again on literotica a few weeks after our first brief date. She asked if we could meet again and to "continue to get to know each other." I was hesitant to meet her given our prior experience but decided half-heartedly that it was worth a second meeting.
We had dinner and drinks at a local restaurant of her choosing, and I gave her a ride back to her car. She was pleasant, well-educated, and I learned that she had married a very wealthy hedge-fund manager who traveled the world, often without her.
Our conversation waned as we sat in the car. Again, she giggled a lot and avoided significant hand or eye contact. Sensing that the night might end soon, I tried to kiss her at what I felt was an appropriate point. In response, she sort of turned her head away, giggling and saying she wanted to leave the car.
This cat and mouse game was infuriating me, especially more so, given our hot chats and phone sex about her being willfully taken. When she turned away, I saw red. I grabbed her hair with my right hand and pulled her hard towards me. Before she could react, I kissed her roughly, almost choking her with my mouth. I felt her struggle under me.
She was wearing a short skirt and I noticed its cute frills when I put my left hand between her legs. She sort of fought me, protesting and simultaneously moaning, but her voice was muffled because my mouth covered hers. Her warm legs thrashed around as I felt her soft panties with the palm of my hand. Almost instinctively, I grabbed and pulled on her panties hard: I am not sure if I tore them but I did realize later that her panties were stretched so much that they hanging by her mid thighs.
She pulled away. My right hand was still in her hair and my left hand between her legs. She looked down and tried to adjust her panties. Her lipstick was smeared all over her cheek, and her eyes were gleaming and radiant.
She began to say: "I don't think this..." I did not let her finish her sentence. I tightened my grip on her hair and drew her closer to me. I stared at her and shoved three fingers in her as hard and as deeply as I could....searching her face for outward signs of pleasure or pain as I roughly fingered her dripping cunt.
I felt her tremble and she tried to pull her head away to avoid my stare. I pulled her towards me again, twisting my hand in her hair, and roughly began to pump my three fingers deep in her cunt. She moaned loudly and I felt a wave of hot juices dribble over my fingers. I pulled her by her hair further in the general direction of my crotch....She was moaning loudly as I struggled to keep my fingers in her very slippery cunt. I felt her pull my zipper down and pull my throbbing cock in her warm mouth. She had a very classy look, almost debutante-ish in the way she dressed and kept her hair: It made even harder to think that this married millionaire's wife was feasting on my cock like the dirty whore that she was.
I pumped my cock deep into her throat and kept her face pressed to the base of my cock....Somehow I still managed to finger fuck her very stretched cunt with while she was being choked by my dripping throbbing cock.
I came in her pert little mouth shortly after. She swallowed every drop, sucking every wave of ejaculate deeply and thoroughly. She slowed down as my cock grew flaccid, licking it and my balls clean. She still looked radiant, tousled hair and all.
Although we promised to see each other soon, we never met again."
Hope to hear from you soon.
So far I have this:
"I have always been a "rough sex but give respect" kind of man. Recently, however, I had occasion to chat and have phone sex with a married woman from literotica.com who desired to be treated like a whore. She kept telling me about how much it would turn her on to be taken, without consent, and with no regard for her respect or well-being. Our telephone conversations were mind-blowing and I was looking forward to met her when we were both ready.
However, when we met the first time, I found her to be giggling, stand-offish, almost unwilling to kiss or be touched. I cut that date short by telling her that I had a business-related emergency.
We reconnected again on literotica a few weeks after our first brief date. She asked if we could meet again and to "continue to get to know each other." I was hesitant to meet her given our prior experience but decided half-heartedly that it was worth a second meeting.
We had dinner and drinks at a local restaurant of her choosing, and I gave her a ride back to her car. She was pleasant, well-educated, and I learned that she had married a very wealthy hedge-fund manager who traveled the world, often without her.
Our conversation waned as we sat in the car. Again, she giggled a lot and avoided significant hand or eye contact. Sensing that the night might end soon, I tried to kiss her at what I felt was an appropriate point. In response, she sort of turned her head away, giggling and saying she wanted to leave the car.
This cat and mouse game was infuriating me, especially more so, given our hot chats and phone sex about her being willfully taken. When she turned away, I saw red. I grabbed her hair with my right hand and pulled her hard towards me. Before she could react, I kissed her roughly, almost choking her with my mouth. I felt her struggle under me.
She was wearing a short skirt and I noticed its cute frills when I put my left hand between her legs. She sort of fought me, protesting and simultaneously moaning, but her voice was muffled because my mouth covered hers. Her warm legs thrashed around as I felt her soft panties with the palm of my hand. Almost instinctively, I grabbed and pulled on her panties hard: I am not sure if I tore them but I did realize later that her panties were stretched so much that they hanging by her mid thighs.
She pulled away. My right hand was still in her hair and my left hand between her legs. She looked down and tried to adjust her panties. Her lipstick was smeared all over her cheek, and her eyes were gleaming and radiant.
She began to say: "I don't think this..." I did not let her finish her sentence. I tightened my grip on her hair and drew her closer to me. I stared at her and shoved three fingers in her as hard and as deeply as I could....searching her face for outward signs of pleasure or pain as I roughly fingered her dripping cunt.
I felt her tremble and she tried to pull her head away to avoid my stare. I pulled her towards me again, twisting my hand in her hair, and roughly began to pump my three fingers deep in her cunt. She moaned loudly and I felt a wave of hot juices dribble over my fingers. I pulled her by her hair further in the general direction of my crotch....She was moaning loudly as I struggled to keep my fingers in her very slippery cunt. I felt her pull my zipper down and pull my throbbing cock in her warm mouth. She had a very classy look, almost debutante-ish in the way she dressed and kept her hair: It made even harder to think that this married millionaire's wife was feasting on my cock like the dirty whore that she was.
I pumped my cock deep into her throat and kept her face pressed to the base of my cock....Somehow I still managed to finger fuck her very stretched cunt with while she was being choked by my dripping throbbing cock.
I came in her pert little mouth shortly after. She swallowed every drop, sucking every wave of ejaculate deeply and thoroughly. She slowed down as my cock grew flaccid, licking it and my balls clean. She still looked radiant, tousled hair and all.
Although we promised to see each other soon, we never met again."
Hope to hear from you soon.
