When we finally woke, Michael made coffee and scrambled eggs for me. We enjoyed our late breakfast, and spent a few hours cuddling on the sofa, listening to music. He kept telling me "You are going to be my nasty slut and fuck any man I tell you to fuck. You haven't been getting fucked enough. I gave you a chance. Now I'm going to find lots of big cocks for you to worship and fuck."
Around 3 in the afternoon, I was told to go take a bath and make myself ready for a date. I was going to get fucked, and not by him. At least not until much later. Michael told me to wear a skirt with no panties and a stretchy top that clung to my breasts. I was not to wear a bra, and I put on thigh high stockings and sexy 3-inch heels. I used Michael'f favorite fragrance, and he was very pleased when he saw and smelled me. He told me he had a reward for me for dressing as I was told, and he pushed me down on my knees in front of him. He put my hands on the waistband of his pants and told me "Help yourself." I rubbed his crotch with my left hand and felt his cock growing and hardening inside his pants. My right hand was on an urgent mission to get into his pants!
Success at last! My hands cooperated and freed Michael's thick hard cock from his pants, and I leaned forward to begin licking and gently sucking his balls while stroking him. I glanced up at him and our eyes locked. The lust in his eyes combined with having him in my mouth and hands caused my pussy to moisten. He put his hand on top of my head, stroking my hair, and let me I was being a very good slut. Then his voice became more serious. He told me to put his cock away and fasten his pants because we needed to leave soon. "Stand up, hands behind your back" he insisted. I quickly got on my feet and stood facing him with my hands clasped behind my back. Michael put his hand under my skirt to feel my cunt. "Nice and wet, that's good. You need to be ready to get fucked. I found a man with a big cock and you are going to put on a nice slutty show for me. As soon as you see him, lean over and whisper in his ear that you are his slut and will do whatever he wants." I realized Michael was waiting for me to say something, but I was busy processing what he had said. I was uncertain if I could do what he expected. Michael grabbed my chin firmly, asking "What are you going to DO?" I'm sure my voice was very soft and shaky when I answered, "Sir, I'm going to be a nasty slut. I'm going to tell that man that I am his slut and will do anything he wants." Michael released me. He kissed me on the cheek and grabbed the car keys, saying "Let's go."
The drive was over an hour. Michael kept me busy, having me stroke his cock through his pants, rubbing my pussy and tits...stopping and starting at his command. It was amazing how free it felt to simply do as I was instructed. My level of arousal was over the top. I was sure I would be able to be a very good nasty slut and please my lover, my Master.
Our destination was a sports bar/restaurant, not a hotel or apartment. I was a little distressed at getting out of the car and going inside a public place with a sopping wet pussy, short skirt, and my clingy top. Michael must have really thought out what I should wear. He knew I'd be uncomfortable with the situation, so my outfit was not too slutty for a family venue. But he knew that I would feel the men's stares. I can sometimes go braless and it's not too noticeable. My breasts aren't very big and they are still perky for a 40-something woman. This day however, my tight top and aroused breasts were fairly noticeable. The idea made me both horny as hell and nervous.
Michael came around and opened my car door. I got out of the car, straightened up my skirt, and we crossed the parking lot to the door of the bar. Michael chose a table in the bar area. Seated on a bar stool, it was difficult to be modest in my short skirt. Michael ordered a whiskey and I ordered a Long Island iced tea. I needed to relax a little, but not drink too much. I like to be sober so I can really enjoy sex.
It wasn't long before my date arrived. As soon as he walked in, I knew he was the one. I panicked, leaned over and whispered my 'slow down' safe word in Michael's ear. "I'm not ready to tell him what you want," I said. Michael smiled, put his arm around me, and whispered, "It's fine lover, you just be a good nasty slut and put on a show for me. I want you to be comfortable, feel sexy, and have fun." Miles was a black man in his 30s, about 5'10" - 5'11" and sturdy but not overweight. He had a great smile and I was instantly more aroused. I stood up and greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek as if he were an old friend. Our server came right away to see what Miles wanted to drink. His order placed and our server dispatched, he turned and looked me in the eye and placed his hand on my knee, saying "Damn, you are even sexier than your pictures." I managed to get out, "Thank you." We all three chatted and enjoyed our drinks. I have no idea what we talked about. We finished our drinks and headed out. Michael and I rode together, following Miles to his condo.
Once inside, Miles asked if we wanted anything to drink. I asked for water. Michael had some kind of liquor and sat in a chair at the far end of the sofa. Miles and I sat close together on the sofa. There was a few seconds of awkward silence, which I could not stand. The men were chatting, not sure I added anything to the conversation ...maybe it was sports, maybe music. I had enough. I put my hand on Miles' thigh and turned to face him. Leaning towards him, I reached my other arm around his shoulder and touching the back of his neck I went for a kiss. Miles leaned in to me and we kissed. I explored his mouth with my tongue and lips. My hands were on his neck and chest. He started touching my breasts and I moaned and gasped for air. He flashed his sexy smile at me, and I went back in for more. Continuing to kiss Miles' neck and nibble on his ears, my hands moved down to his crotch. I was on my knees straddling his lap. He was rubbing and pinching my erect nipples, making them harder and I felt my honey pot begin to overflow. My hands found his cock through his jeans. I could tell it was big and not quite hard yet. My pussy twitched in anticipation. I like to dive right in and not waste time, so I unzipped his jeans and grabbed the back of them. He laughed at my eagerness and I smiled at him and licked my lips. Then he lifted his hips so I could get his jeans all the way off. I grabbed his cock with my left hand and reached for my water with my right hand. Miles just sat back and enjoyed my attention.
I glanced over at Michael and he was just sitting back and enjoying the show. He gave me a wink and a smile. Putting my glass down, I let my eyes REALLY take in Miles' nice hard cock that my left hand had been stroking. This is the point where I should describe his penis in detail, giving lots of specific information about length and girth. I'm not great at eyeballing and coming up with measurements, but I will attempt. I estimate that Miles' erect penis was 7-9" long based on seeing it in my hand and how it felt inside of me later. He was nice and thick. My hand didn't quite go all the way around his cock, and I don't have small hands. I NEEDED to get my mouth around him, but I started slowly ... licking around the head and then drooling all over it as I continued to stroke him with my left hand. My right hand was busy caressing his balls. Miles moaned and leaned back to enjoy my efforts. It wasn't long before he wanted more. He put his hands on my head and pushed my mouth down onto his cock. My tongue was exploring any part of him that it could reach as he pushed further inside my mouth and into my throat. I gagged a little, causing my eyes to tear up and as his cock slid out of my throat I stared up into his eyes. Miles let go of my head and I continued to suck his cock and take it further and further into my mouth and then into my throat. As I relaxed and allowed it to go further, I got past the gagging and started to enjoy the feeling of having my mouth and throat filled up. I continued using my hands on his sac and also gently probing the entry of his ass. My pressure there caused Miles to groan loudly and say "Hell yes" so I encouraged him to roll over and I licked from his balls down to his anus while my hands stroked him. I began rimming him which is odd because I have only done this a few times before and only with Michael. Miles encouraged me to continue for a few minutes but then asked me to stop because it was too intense.
Miles stood up and offered me his hands. He helped me get to my feet and lifted my top over my head. The air conditioning combined with my state of arousal had my nipples hard as pebbles and Miles leaned over to lick and suck one while pinching the other. He went back and forth using his mouth and hand on my breasts while I leaned my head back and whispered, "Oh yes Miles, that feels so good. Yes yes yes." Then I leaned in and began to nibble at his ear lobes and he turned and put his mouth on mine. As we kissed passionately, his hands moved down to my hips and he began sliding my skirt down. I moved away from him briefly to step out of my skirt and I felt his eyes on my body. I'm tall and slender, but I have a few extra pounds here and there. I think I'm sexy and so did Miles. "Mmmm, you are HOT" he told me. Hell, even if he was exaggerating to make me want to fuck him (LOL) I am fine with that. Flattery is great, but I wanted his cock inside me with or without it. He grabbed a conveniently located condom and slid it on. Then he sat down and I straddled him. There's nothing like that sensation of feeling a cock about to enter me, especially one I have not felt before. I tried to take it slow, but I ended up sliding down onto him fairly fast. I savored the feeling of his thickness stretching out my pussy and the fullness made me wetter than ever. We kissed and he put his hands on my hips as I slid up and down his long hard cock. Our tongues were battling as if we were having a fencing match. I could feel him reach my cervix and the pain and pleasure combination was so intense. I reached behind me to fondle his balls and apply pressure below them and he grabbed my hips firmly and slammed me down as he shouted, "OH FUCK YEAH" as his cock began to twitch wildly. He ground himself hard into me and I felt his erection begin to soften a bit. I eased off him and removed the condom, licking him clean as he continued to mildly twitch. I was still so horny.
Michael said, "Thank you Miles, we need to get going now." I gave Miles a deep wet kiss and told him I enjoyed our time together. Then I got my clothes on and we left. As he opened the car door for me, Michael leaned in and kissed me then whispered, "You are an excellent little slut and I can't wait to get you home and make you cum." I sighed and responded, "I need to feel your cum inside me." "That will not be a problem, you sexy cumslut," was his reponse. We both laughed softly and I got situated in the car.
(PERHAPS TO BE CONTINUED ... THE RECLAIMING portion)
