5 comments/ 85216 views/ 4 favorites Getting Over My Ex By: skylergirl "What in the hell am I doing Abby?" I said, as I settled back on the couch and put my hand over my eyes. "It has not even been six months since the prick left. I'm not ready to date yet. I never should have listened to you!" I could hear her sigh on the other line of the phone. "Grace! You need to get over him. Besides," she giggled, "what better way then to get a little booty?" "You are no help. I need to go get ready. I will call you when, and if, I get back" I shook my head as I hung up with my best friend, walking in to my bedroom and to get dressed. Five months, and twenty-seven days ago my husband of eight years walked out of my life. I had known he frequented strip clubs, but it had never entered my mind that he would leave me for a dancer who worked there. I came home one day to find all of his things gone and a message on the answering machine telling me he was sorry, but she gave him what he needed. I spent the first three months in my bed, never really leaving the house. One Friday night, Abby decided that I had mourned enough. She made me go to clubs, bars, and singles mixers with her. I have to admit, I loved being hit on, looked at, and asked for dates, but not one had ever grabbed my attention. I would come home and throw the numbers I had gotten that night right in the trash. One night when I had drank one too many shots (I'm such a light weight when it comes to drinks), Abby convinced me to put a profile up on the same dating site where she had met her current boyfriend. I did it as a joke, not thinking anyone would write back, but I ended up getting a e-mail the next night from Bill. His first e-mail was very sexy, and sweet. Thinking about it makes me smile from ear to ear, and makes my body tingle. We e-mailed back and forth for a month or two and even chatted online a bit. I was scared as shit when he brought up meeting. He must have sensed how scared I was, as he said we should meet at a busy restaurant, with a lot of people around. I was floored when he told me he was taking me to the most expensive restaurant in town. I dragged Abby out shopping with me, and told her it was all her fault so she had to help me. I must have tried on a hundred dresses. I had such a hard time finding one that was fancy, but not to sluttish, or showy. Finally dressed, I step in front of my full-length mirror and smiled at my choice. The halter-top deep blue dress is a little too clingy, but shows off my 46 DDD breasts well. It is shorter then I am used to, Mid-thigh, but maybe I need to dress a little risky. I'm chunkier then I was 8 years ago, I used to have a strippers body, but I let myself go quite a bit. I tan weekly and wear nothing when I do, so I have no tan lines. I run my hands along my breasts, feeling how firm they are. My hands run down my sides, to my hips. "Ah shit," I think, "my thong shows!" I turn my head to the right, and the left, twisting my body so I can see my round ass. "I wonder if I should go commando? It might be better then everyone seeing my thong." I pull off the deep blue thong that I had gotten just for this dress and throw it on the bed. As I run my hands along my now smooth hips, I think "Ah, that looks much better." I love the way my shaved pussy feels when I don't have any panties on. I run my hand threw my curly brown hair, making sure it has not tangled up in the back, as it is known to do. Out of the corner of my eye I see my bedside clock reads 7:50. "Shit!" I think, "I have ten minuets to get to a restaurant that's twenty minutes away. Just what I need tonight." Fifteen minutes later I arrive, with slightly disheveled hair and a pounding heart. As I climb out of my car and look around for a valet, I lock eyes with Bill. He gives me a smile and everything else seems to melt away. He walks up and chuckles, telling me, "Maybe you should let go of your keys so we can go eat." He says it in such a deep sexy voice that my pussy started dripping on the spot. I smile and drop the keys in the valet's hands. I wring my fingers as I wait for my claim ticket, wracking my brain as to what to say. Finally something pops in to my head. "I'm so sorry I was late. I did not leave when I should have." Bill gives me a smile that makes me blush, "It's fine," he says, "you look so beautiful." I blush, yet again, but luckily I am saved from having to reply as the valet gives me my claim ticket. Bill offers his arm, and we walk in to the restaurant. I start fiddling with my purse, as it looks like we are going to have to wait for a long while, but I have barely put my claim ticket in my wallet before he puts his hand under my elbow and says, "Our table is ready my lady." I raise my eyebrows in surprise and just get a wink in reply. From the look of all the other couples, we have cut in line. But I hardly care. He pulls my chair out for me, just like a perfect gentleman. They have so many things to choose from, I am having a very hard time deciding, and tell him so. Ok, so maybe I was also trying to stall when I would have to start talking about myself or him. He reaches across and places his hand on mine. "I can tell you are nervous. Why don't you let me pick what we have to eat? I come here often, so I know what's good." I nod and smile at him and get another grin and wink in reply. I take the time when he is ordering to study him. He had sent me a picture of him, but it didn't do him justice. His brown hair is in a short crew cut and his eyes are a wonderful shade of deep green. He is well shaved, except for a small goatee that is short and well groomed. He is well built, wearing a light blue shirt, with a dark blue tie. I did not dare to peek under the table to see what his slacks looked like -- who knows what he would think of me then. We lock eyes again as the waiter walks away, and I give him a timid smile. "Relax dear," he said with a smile, "I don't bite." He leans forward and says in a whisper, "Unless you ask, of course." I bite my lip as he winks at me. He rubs my hands and arms as we talk about his job as a police officer, and my job as a waitress. The waiter brings back a bottle of sweet red wine a few minutes after he had finished ordering. "You know, wine gets me a little tipsy," I said as I took a glass. "How many glasses does it take to do that?" he asks. I consider him for a few seconds before answering him "two or three." I reply. "Well, well..." he said in a deep, low voice "what would five or six make you do?" My breath catches in my throat as he runs a finger down the side of my breast. I lick my lips and say, "I think that would get me down right drunk." By the time two hours have rolled around, I have had five glasses of wine, I'm on my sixth, and my head is spinning. We had long since finished our food, and I am just about sitting on his lap. "How long has it been darling?" he asks, with his mouth right close to my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" I asked, batting my eyelashes at him. "How long has it been since you have had a thick, throbbing cock in your pussy?" He licked my ear, running his teeth along it. "Mmmmm, about six months." I reply. He chuckles in my ear, making me shiver again. "And how longs has it been since you had a hard cock in your ass?" I gasp, shaking my head, "I have never done that." I explain, "My husband was not in to anything kinky like that." He raises his eyebrows, taking my hands in to his. "Have you ever thought about it?" I blush and hang my head. Whispering softly, I say, "I think about it. I have even fingered my own ass, but I have never had anything else up there." He tips my chin up with his finger and kisses me for the first time -- softly, sending shocks down my spine. "Would you like to come home with me?" he asks. I can not speak, and my face is flushed. I nod my head slowly and he kisses me again, This time a little deeper. "Finish your wine; I will get the check." he says. I take a deep breath and down my wine as he pays the bill. As we climb in to his car the valet brought back, I remember that I drove here also. "Wait Bill!" I cry, "What about my car, I can't just leave it here over night can I?" He leans over and gives me a soft kiss on the lips, "Don't worry, it will be here in the morning. Plus I think you're too intoxicated to drive, baby." I nod and settle back in to the comfortable seat. "How far away is your apartment?" I ask, running my right hand up and down his arm, holding his hand with my left. He smirks, putting his hand on my upper thigh. "Looking forward to this a bit?" I moan and nod as he runs a finger up my thigh, just under my dress. I scoot down in the seat to allow him better access just as he pulls up in to his apartment driveway. I growl under my breath, my clit pulsing from just his breath on my ear and a hand on my thigh. He pulls farther back into the apartments, and parks in one of the few parking spaces available. Meanwhile, I'm thinking, "I can not believe I am doing this." He opens the car door for me and extends his hand. He leads me up to the third floor, to apartment #201. "Wow!" I say. "Your apartment is amazing! And very clean – hmmm, I don't see you much as a cleaning type of person." I tease him. "I'm not," he says, leading me in to the living room "But my maid is." I smile at him, taking a few steps until I am pressed against his body. "Will you please take me in my ass?" I ask, with my lips barely touching his. "I am so turned on just thinking about it." He picks me up and starts walking with me in to his bedroom. "I thought you would never ask." He breaths in to my ear as he lays me on the bed. He un-straps the top of my dress with one hand, and runs his other up my leg to my shaved mound. "Oh baby -- I love how your shaved, that is such a turn on. You should have told me you didn't wear any panties on the way home." I kiss him hard, and moan against his mouth as he uncovers my breasts. He runs his index finger down my slit, just rubbing on my lips, teasing me. I moan and arch my back to try to get him to enter my lips, begging under my breath for pleasure He dips his head, taking my nipple in his mouth, just as he pressed his finger on to my how swollen clit. "Oh yes!" I cry, "more, please more." He teases my nipple with his tongue and teeth, turning me on even more, if that were possible. "Ohhhhhh, god you're wet." he said against my swollen nipple. He pulls down my dress with both hands, spreading my legs to give him full access to my dripping pussy. He slowly kisses down my chin, to my neck, down between my breasts, down my tummy, to my shaved mound. He slowly flicks my clit with his tongue, circling it, teasing it. I moan and wrap my legs around his neck, pushing his head against my wet pussy. He runs his tongue down my slit, fucking me with his tongue. He keeps on going, flicking my clit, then going back down and fucking me with his tongue. He kisses back up my body, kissing me deep, letting me taste my juices on his tongue. "Do you want me in your ass?" he asks up against my ear. I nod and roll on to my tummy, putting my ass in the air. I hear him opening a drawer and rummaging around. "What are you doing?" I ask. He puts his hand on my right hip and lowers his mouth against my left ear. "Don't worry; I was just getting some lubricant. It will be cold, but it will hurt a lot less for you." he kisses my ear as I nod ok. He takes his right hand off my hip and spreads my right ass cheek. I feel a small, cold drop on my hole. I gasp and clench up as I feel his finger enter me, all the way down to the next knuckle. "Relax." he tells me. "I won't do anything you're not ready for." I nod, relax a bit, and bite down on the pillow as he runs his finger in and out of my ass. After I have gotten used to his one finger and it's sliding in and out easily, I feel four more small, cold drops of lubricant, and he enters a second finger in to my ass. As my asshole gets used to his fingers my pussy starts dripping, my juices running down my legs. I reach down and rub my clit just as he asks, "Are you ready for three?" I moan, and he takes it as a yes. I cry out as his third finger enters my ass, stretching it out. "How many fingers have you used in your ass before?" he asks. "Just two." I say, wincing in pain. He waits to move until I have relaxed and starts rubbing my clit again. He slowly fingers my hole, being as gentle as he can. I start moaning, and shaking, feeling close to Cumming. "Oh please stop." I cry out "I need you in my virgin ass, please Bill -- fuck me now!" He withdraws his fingers, and I feel more lubricant squeezed in to my ass. He presses the tip of his hard cock to my asshole. "Get ready, relax, push back on me, and just let me get in all the way. I will stop once I am inside." I moan and nod against the pillow. I brace myself, but still end up screaming out loud as his 7 inch cock spears into me. He leans down to my ear when he has gone all the way to the hilt and whispers, "I'm sorry if it hurts; you will get used to it in just a few seconds." I nod and slowly press back to him. My ass slowly stretches to fit him, and I moan "It feels so good to be filled up with your cock. Please start fucking me." I beg him. He grunts and starts thrusting into me with long, hard strokes. I start moaning louder, still rubbing my clit. My pussy juice is running down my legs and his. His balls slap against my pussy, teasing me even more. I start screaming in to the pillow, rubbing my clit harder. "I'm not going to last much longer." he growls behind me. "I'm about to come!" I scream. "Please, come with me!" He slams into me harder and harder, until I feel him empty himself into my ass. I start shaking and scream out loud as I clench my ass around his cock. I flatten out, drained by my orgasm, feeling my sore hole close up. He lays out next to me, kissing all over my face. "Will you spend the night?" he asks, "I make some mean pancakes." he says, winking. I nod, laugh, and cuddle up to his chest, falling asleep easer then I have for a long time. Getting Over My Fetish I never thought that I would get over my fetish this way. Dawn and I have always tried to keep each other happy. I would do anything for her and she would do anything for me. I had a fetish of being used as a toilet and every once in awhile she would use me. She was not too excited about it but she did it anyhow. Every once in a while she would tell me bedtime stories of me being used by a lot of people and at the end I would die from all of it. It always got me excited and very horny ever time she told me these stories. "Oh, god honey I wish that could come true." "You do, why you would want that." She looks at me with a questionable look. "Just the thought of people knowing I was down there and not care what so ever. Can you imagine how scary that would be for me?" "I would be rolling around laughing my ass of." She said with a grin. "Really you would not even help me?" "Nope that is what you deserve. To be at the mercy of me." She said as she was laughing. "Good thing it's just a story." "Hey you never know. Wishes do come true." She said as she rolled over to go to sleep. Months went by when her friend Roberta came over for Thanksgiving. She toke a week off from work and came up from Chicago. Roberta and Dawn have been best friends since middle school. They talk about everything. Roberta always had a problem with me. Every time she was around me she would look down at me and say things just to degrade me. "You still here?" Roberta says to me. "Where else would I be?" "If it was my choice you would be kicked to the curb." She growled at me. "When are you going to get rid of him?" She says as she turns to Dawn. "When he is six feet under." Dawn turns to me and kisses me. "That won't be for a very long time so you two better get along." Thanksgiving was not for another three days and I already wish Roberta would leave. That night Dawn told me a story and of course she put Roberta into it. She was saying how she would let Roberta use me until Roberta leaves back to Chicago. Even though I could not stand Roberta it still got me horny the way Dawn told the story. "That was a great story honey." She looked at me for a bit and then said, "What would you do if that happens?" "Well it would never happen but if you promise me that you won't show no mercy and force me to do it I would for you." "Really? You would do that for me?" She said with a big smile on her face. "Sure why not. Sweet dreams honey." She was wiggling around in the bed like a little school girl. "I defiantly will have good dreams good night." The next morning I got up before everyone else showered and went to work. The day dragged all day, but I kept thinking about the story Dawn told me last night. I thought to myself, how degrading it would be if Roberta used me like her toilet, and how bad it would be since she doesn't like me. At the house Dawn and Roberta was sitting down drinking coffee when Dawn broke the silence, "So what is the worst thing you have done to a guy?" "What do you mean?" Roberta said sitting her coffee down. "I mean, "She hesitates for a moment, "Sexual or nonsexual." "Oh, hum, I would say this guy paid me a hundred dollars to step on his balls once and instead going slow I put my whole weight on them. He ended up in the hospital, but I was laughing about it the whole time." She said stepping her foot down real hard. "So what is the sickest thing you have done to a guy?" Dawn asked taking a sip from her coffee. Roberta started laughing, "There was this guy that wanted me to sit on his face and fart but instead I toke a shit on his face." "You didn't, did you?" "Yep and he did not have time to move. It was the funniest thing I have ever seen." "It's a good thing he did not open his mouth." Dawn said with a laugh. "If he did I would have sat right down on his face." Roberta stopped and looked at Dawn for a bit and asked, "What's with the questions." "Just something Jack and I have been talking about. It's nothing." Dawn takes another sip of her coffee. "Oh no, you can't stop right there. Spit it, I want to hear about this." Roberta grabs Dawn's arm and leads her to the couch and lights a cigarette. "Ok I want to hear it." Dawn takes a deep breath, "well Jack has this fetish where he, how can I say this without you thinking I'm sick." "Dawn you can tell me anything I would never judge you." Roberta holds Dawn's hand. "He don't force you to do something dose he because I'll kill him." "Oh no, no It's me force him. Ok, out with it, I use him as my toilet." Sue says raising her head up with her eyes bowed. "Oh" Roberta releases her hand of Dawn. "Dose he, well swallow it?" Dawn nods her head, "I don't get up until he does." "Wow, Cool, instead of kicking him to the curb your dumping him." Roberta and Dawn started laughing out loud. "So I was wondering," Dawn pauses again. "Since you and him get along so well would you..." "Don't say no more." Roberta interrupted, "I well do it for you Dawn. The next time I have to go, but I don't see him wanting it." "It don't matter what he wants, it's what I want. Also there are some rules. Rule one only your asshole can be in his mouth no other hole." "What if I have to pee to?" Roberta asked "You see he don't mine pee. He would drink that all day but to shit he hates the taste and when he burps he says it taste nasty. Also the toilet he made for me allows me to pee and flush that and toilet paper down to the sewer but my asshole is above his mouth." "You have a toilet made? I have to see this. Where is it?" Roberta said jumping off the couch. Dawn got up and led Roberta down to the basement to this padlocked door. Inside there was this toilet that looked like a real toilet, but the toilet hole was split in two. One half looked like a real toilet where you pee in it and the other half was just a hole where your asshole would be. Below was a box about three feet by three foot enough room for a head to fit in comfortably. Picking up the backing to the box lying against the wall Dawn explains to Roberta. "You see he lays down back there and lies down. I then place the backing on, which makes it a good seal around his neck and lock it in place. That way after I use him I would leave him there for about an hour just in case he throws up. With the toilet seat down the smell well stay in around his head and he will suffer more." "I'll do it." Roberta says grinning ear to ear. "Oh, but there is more to this box. When you sit you have to show him no mercy. What I mean by that is the toilet seat has a lift system to it. With him in there your ass is about two feet from his mouth." Dawn sits down on the seat and pushes a button. "By pushing this button you lower to his mouth. Rule two, your asshole has to be in his mouth and stay there until you're done. No lifting up." "Ok, no problem" Roberta said rubbing her hands together. "And rule three. I know you don't like him but would you at least be nice to him. Save all that hatred for in here please." "Fine I'll be on my best behavior. I promises, but he won't like me in here I guarantee it." Robert said shaking Dawn's hand to seal the deal. When I got off from work I stopped off at the gas station to pick up a six pack of beer. When I got home I completely forgot Roberta was there. "Hi honey, I'm home." "Hi dear how was work today." Roberta said as she was standing up. "Oh sorry, where is Dawn?" "She is upstairs cleaning your guy's room." Roberta said smiling that gave me a shiver up my spine. "Can I have one of your beers Jack, please?" "Oh yeah I guess. Here you go." Something just was not right I thought to myself. "Thanks now get on up there and give your lady a kiss." Roberta said playfully pushing me to the stairs. You want to talk about confused. What the hell happen when I was a work? I get up the stairs and walked up to the bedroom. Dawn was bent over putting clothes in the drawer. "Oh yeah baby is that ass for me." I bent over and kissed her ass check. "Maybe tomorrow but today your all mine." "What is wrong with Roberta? "Why do you ask?" "She is not herself. She is being nice. She even asked for one of my beers instead of calling me a worse less drunk." "I asked her to try and get along with you and since she is you better get along with her or else." Dawn points a finger at me. The rest of the night was very awkward for me. Roberta was way too nice and it was not like an act. It was way too weird. She even went and got me another beer that night. When Dawn and I final went to bed that night Dawn told me another story where I was in my box and she invited people to come over and to use it. I turned around a said, "Can you imagine if I was in that box and instead of lowering it they just toke their dumps on my face." "That would be funny." Dawn laughed, "To bad I don't know that many people that would be into that." "Honey if you were able to I would lay and pray you never let me out." "Oh you would be begging me to let you out. Trust me, there might be enough room for about twenty people to go but after that you will be begging me. "I would not say a word. You can have as many people you want to use me. If I start getting buried I'll just open my mouth and swallow" "Ha Ha, you're drunk go to sleep." "Honest, I'll make you a deal. If that ever happened and you start getting worried you can come down only one time to check on me and if I don't say anything then that means I want to go let it happen all the way and you'll have to allow it to finish the rest of the way, Deal." I reached out my hand. "Fine deal," Dawn shock my hand, "I don't ever seeing it happen but if it did you well be begging me to let you out. I promise if it ever happen I will allow fifteen people to use you then I'll come down and check on you. If you don't say anything to me I will allow whoever else that is there to use you. I will not even think of you until after the last person leaves. Now go to sleep." "Fine then if that is the case then I'll let you tie my hands and feet down that way the only way I get out is if I ask you to. "Fine then I won't tell you how many people well be waiting after fifteenth person. Now go to sleep before you kill yourself thinking about this. Sweet dreams" ___ "Jack it's time to wake up." Dawn said shaking me. "One more hour, it's Saturday." "I need you really bad." I opened my eyes and Dawn was holding her ass. "Right know?" "Yes, come on get up and met me in the basement." She said as she darted down the stairs. I climb out of bed and made my way to the basement. Dawn was standing there telling me to hurt up and lay down. She placed the backing in its place and locked it like she always dose. She lifted her nightgown showing her beautiful ass and lowered it to the seat as she did she let out a powerful fart right into the box. I was barely able to breathe and it burned my eyes. "God hon, what crawled up there?" "Sorry I had that liver and onions last night. Now shut up and open your mouth." She started to lower the seat to my face. As she was lowering it her asshole was already opening up. I was never too concerned about the amount because she never really tokes huge shits just enough to feel my mouth. She pushed and filed my mouth in seconds. It tasted so bad I could feel my stomach coming up. Liver and onions is the worst thing she eats that taste this bad coming out. I knew by experience that as bad as it taste its worst coming back up and being trapped in this box. So I swallowed it as fast as I could and fought to keep it down. I could hear her peeing and new that's all she had for me for right now. She usually uses me two times a week and comes back sometimes to use me one more time in about an hour or two. "Well, lick my asshole clean toilet or I'll lower this seat until you can't breathe again." She did that once to me and just about killed me that time. So I licked the nasty shit from her ass. Afterwards she raised the seat, finishes wiping and closed the lid and walked out of the room. I could hear her walking around up stairs probably making coffee. I could just barely hear talking but could not make out any words it was just mumbles. I heard other footsteps. Roberta most be up. "Morning, Dawn." "Morning Roberta, want a cup of coffee?" Dawn hands her a cup "Sure thanks, is he still sleeping?" "Nope he is downstairs waiting for you." Dawn said with a big grin. "Soon as I'm done with my cup of coffee." Roberta says lifting her cup in the air. "Remember no mercy." "What if he can't handle it and I kill him. Would you hate me? "He can handle mine just fine. Just remember down there he is not Jack he is a toilet, nothing more. If he dies at least he died happy and full of what he likes. I could never hate you." About half an hour latter I hear the door open. When the toilet lid raised, the light blinded me for a bit. The next thing I saw was an ass coming down on to the seat. Hmm, I don't remember Dawn having a pimple on her butt. The seat started to lower to my face. I opened my mouth like I always do and waited for the asshole to come down. That last shit Dawn did must have been bigger than I thought because her asshole looks bigger than normal. The asshole was in my mouth but the seat was still lowering and her pussy was pressed against my nose almost blocking me from getting air. The seat finally stopped and it felt like her asshole was right at the beginning of my throat. Something just doesn't seem right. Then she farted and it vibrated my throat. Wow, that was very powerful. I never knew Dawn could blow a fart that strong. Next thing I knew the asshole started to open up. As she pushed I could feel her rosebud expand deep into my mouth. What the heck is going on? This does not feel right. Next thing I knew her asshole started to widen wider than it ever had before. I try to keep my mouth open wide but whatever Dawn was pushing out it forced my mouth to expand wider to the point my Jaw started to hurt. I was panicking. What the hell is going on here? I could feel the shit slide from her ass and into my mouth. Whatever this is there is no way I could handle this. I started to bang on the back of the box to let her know. Dawn kept pushing and I could feel it hitting the back of my mouth. This thing is not going to make it down my throat! I started to bang harder on the box. Dawn push again and I could feel it push to the entrance to my throat. I banged harder this time and as I did I could see above me legs speared apart. Then a smiling face came into view. Oh my god, it's not Dawn its Roberta! Oh my god this is why she was being so nice to me. Did Dawn allow her to use me? Doesn't Dawn realize how much Roberta hates me? Roberta pushed a little so the shit was pushed even tighter to the entrance of my throat. I was in shock. There was nothing I could do. I was at the mercy of this bitch that hates me so bad. I tried to plead with her with my eyes. She keeps look in-between her legs without saying a word. She gives a fake pity face back at me and lips, sorry. She pushes a little more and my eyes seem to pop out of my head. This thing was huge. The width of this shit was keeping my mouth wide open and even if she lifted the seat I would not be able to move my mouth. There is no way it could go down my throat. If reading my mine, Roberta nodded down at me and started to push some more. I could feel my throat stretch out. I don't even know what it tastes like all I know this can't end well. Is she just teasing with me? Is Dawn just standing there waiting to put a stop to it? Does Roberta hate me this much? As on queue Roberta nods her head really hard smiling down at me. She pushes again as she waves at me between her legs and closes them. The shit was not hard to say it was firm and a little slick. She pushes again and I can feel it pop open my throat. It felt like my skin was tearing apart. She pushed again and I could feel my stomach contents from Dawn come up. It had nowhere to go with this huge turd getting pushed tight down my throat. Roberta pushed hard one more time and I could feel it cutting off my airway. She can't do this! I can't die this way! Not under her anyone but her! I can feel her relax above me. Good she done! I hear her above me for the first time. "Wow that felt good, I would get up and let you out but I did the easy part. It's all downhill from here and there is no way I can stop my ass from pushing from here on out. I knew one day I would be able to put you in your place. Finally, Dawn can get a real man in her life." Roberta spreads her legs and looks down at me. "Oh yeah buddy boy this is going to kill you. I always take shits like this. That's why I never shit in my house. When Dawn told me I could use you I was just thrilled to know you would not have a chance to back out of this. I'm so glad you made this box for Dawn the one you love so much. Just for me the person you hate so much to kill you off." As she was saying this the giant turd is still coming out of her and snaking down my throat. I could feel my neck press even tighter against the water tight seal. I wonder what my neck looks like. My lungs are hurting really bad wanting to exhale and inhale. I can feel it stretching my esophagus. Her ass just kept pushing it out. "I'm so sorry. Dawn said you can handle hers so you would be able to handle mine. I can't believe it's still coming out. I wish I could stop it but it might do damage to my insides if I do. Even If I wanted to stop it I don't think my ass would let me until its finish. You ever had one of those types of shits? I can feel the giant shit push against my stomach entrance. There was no use fighting it. Even if she stopped right now how would I get it out of my throat? I let my arms drop. She looks down at me still smiling watch my eyes roll back. Then I hear the door open. "You still going?" Dawn asked "I was just teasing with him before I start to take a shit. You know fart in his face and stuff." Roberta said smiling at Dawn. "I do the same thing. I love torturing him that way." "Well I want another cup of coffee with you so let me push this one piece out real quick." With that Roberta pushes hard and pushing the rest out of her ass and push the tip all the way into the stomach. This made my stomach expand a little bit. She peed and raised the seat and toke her time at wiping. "What he did not lick your ass clean?" Dawn asked. "I think I might have pushed a little too hard and packed his mouth a little too much." Roberta said with a grin. "Let me see." Dawn moves Roberta out of the way and looks down at Jack. "Oh shit I think he stopped breathing." "Real I did not think it was that much, hmm" Roberta said like she was concerned. "I'll be right back. I have the perfect toy for this." Dawn ran out of the basement and up the stairs. Roberta lean down close to Jack, "If you can still hear me Jack, if she is getting what I think she's getting, I think the full tummy of yours might burst. It's a good thing she came down I would of sat there longer before I called for her." Dawn comes running back into the room and Roberta Jumps up, "I think he passed out he is not move quick do something." Dawn toke her twelve inch dildo and shoved it hard into to my mouth and into my throat. If the toilet was not in her way Dawn would of saw my stomach rises with all of Roberta's shit being packed down in it. Dawn yanks the dildo out and looks at it. "Wow that's funny. This dildo slid down his throat really easy for being three inches wide. Ha, look at this only the tip of the dildo has a little shit on it. At least all your shit went down. I told you he can handle it." Roberta looked down at me and saw me move my head, "Yeah, good job Dawn I think he is breathing again. Roberta said disappointed. Getting Over My Fetish "Just think my shit and your shit is digesting in his stomach as we speak. Unless he throws it up. " Dawn closes the lid. Dawn starts walking up stairs and Roberta turns and opens the lid, "So I guess you're proud off yourself. But look at it this way, your love of your life just packed my shit so tight into your stomach that you'll have no choice but to digest it. Even though you may have not been able to throw up that giant turd, Dawn mad sure it would stay down. Who knows you might see this ass again before I leave, enjoy." With that she closed the lid. Hours went by and I could hear Dawn and Roberta moving around. Normally I would be worry that Dawn has not let me out yet but I was still in pain. I was finally able to close my mouth but my jaw was aching really badly. My throat felt like the walls were ripped apart. My neck feels like it is still expanded and not it still felt like there was still a big lump stuck down by the bottom of the throat. Not to mention my stomach I could not even move it. I want to throw this crap up but there was no way it would after Dawn packed it down. I still can't believe Roberta wanted me died. When I told Dawn I wanted no mercy I never thought someone could shit that much. Upstairs Dawn and Roberta was playing cards when Roberta says, "So Dawn is there any other fetish you want to come true?" "What? Oh well there is this one other thing but it could never happen." "Never say never, come on what is it." Roberta was prying "Well I have always wanted a bunch of people to just shit on his face. I want him to feel what it would be like to be almost buried in it. We have a deal that I'll let him out if he starts begging me to after fifteen people. If he does not beg me than I promised him that I would let everyone else use him before I let him out but I don't know that many people that would be willing to do it." "What happens if he does not beg and let's say fifty people used him?" "This is a deal I won't break. I would really suck to be alone but a promise is a promise. I figure after fifteen people he would be scared shitless not knowing how many people are going to use him afterwards he would be begging to be let out." "Well you know I might be able to help with that a little. I know some people in Chicago that would drive down here to help out. If you want it to come true that is." Roberta said like it was no big deal. "Really it would be great if they would come down right after Thanksgiving. Just think Jack never met these people before and he gets their ass in his face and gets their thanksgiving meal right on his face. That would be so funny." Dawn busted out laughing. "So you want me to make the call?" Roberta grabbed her cell phone. "Sure why not. How many do you have in mine? "Well do you want just females? Roberta questioned "It don't matter to me. It might to him but shit is shit right?" "You're so mean Dawn. Well I think Amy would and she might be able to get some of her friends. Then there is Mike he might be able to get a couple more. Mike is a hot looking guy you two should meet." Roberta said smiling at Dawn. "This is not a hock up party. Like I said Jack will be begging me and I still love him Roberta." Dawn jumped up from the table, "Oh my god I almost forgot to let Jack out I'll be right back. "Ok I'll make the phone calls then." Roberta said with an evil grin. As Dawn ran down to the basement Roberta texted her friends. "We have another one for thanksgiving, but this time it goes all the way. So get all your friends and come to this address the day after thanksgiving. Can't wait to see all of you loves and kisses." Roberta hit send and closed her phone and just smiled her evil smile. "I'm so sorry Jack. I was paling cards with Roberta and forgot you were down here. How do you feel?" "She was trying to kill me." I was able to say with all the pain I was in. "Oh Jack she was not trying to kill you. You probably was not prepared for her to take a shit and just chocked on it a bit." Dawn reached behind to unlock the backing when she saw my stomach. She put her hand to her mouth. "Oh my god what is wrong with your stomach." "That's her shit. I'm telling you she was trying to kill me." "Come on Jack stand up. Maybe it well go down." Dawn said in a caring voice. "I can't my stomach is to full." I tried to move. "Well burp or something. Throw it up." "I can't you packed it all down with your toy." I tried to hold my stomach but just putting my hands on there was very painful. Dawn started laughing. "Oh my god I forgot. Is that why it fit down your throat so well? I did not think she shit that much. I was down when she was just pushing it out." Dawn lent over to look at my stomach closer. "Wow and all that fit in there. I wonder how much is in there. That most of hurt her when she pushed it out. I told her you could handle it but I had no idea she was going to shit that much. She probably did not even know." "Oh she knew and she was hoping it would have killed me." "Oh hon stop that she was not trying to kill you. I'll tell you what. I well give you a break from eating anymore shit for a week and by that time Roberta well be back in Chicago. For now get comfy and relax and get some sleep." With that Dawn went back up stairs. "Everything alright Dawn?" "Holy cow girlfriend how much shit did you have up in there. His stomach was packed full." "I did not think it was that much was it? Roberta said like she was concerned. "It was more than I thought. I thought you just packed his mouth but that must have gone down his throat a little. Well maybe a lot. Did it not hurt coming out?" "I did not even really know I was going. I'm sorry." "No, no ,no don't be sorry he is still alive but the funny thing about it when I pushed my toy down his throat it packed into his stomach so tight he can't throw it up. So he'll have to digest all of that shit." Dawn said laughing. "Well at least he is still alive." Roberta said and then thought in her mine His stomach was already packed you just packed it to the limit and laughed to herself. "So did you make your calls?" "Yep they well be here after thanksgiving." "How many are coming?" "I don't know. Not many I don't think. Amy and Mike know a few people." "Ok, for now we well give Jack a break from being used. After your shit he needs to heal a bit." ___ The next morning Dawn comes down to the basement. "Morning dear how was your night." "I'm still in lots of pain." "I'm sorry hon." She looked over at my stomach. "It does not seem it went down any." She placed her hand on my stomach. "Well I'll be back a little later. I have to cook thanksgiving dinner. It's only going to be use three at least until tomorrow." She said as she walked away. Until tomorrow what did she mean by that? Thanksgiving dinner, just the thought of it made me want to throw up if I could. I still can't believe another human can shit that much and for Roberta forcing all that her crap down my throat like that. How could anyone just sit there and do that knowing that it was that big. I am so glad Dawn came down when she did but the pain I am feeling kind of makes me wish she never did. The day continued with lots of movement upstairs. Dawn and Roberta must be cooking. After awhile Dawn and Roberta walked into the room. "How are you feeling?" Roberta asked sounding concerned. "I am so sorry for all that. If I knew it was going to be that much I would have never done it." "Ah, that was yesterday. Don't worry about it. At least he is still alive. So Jack do you feel like getting up and having thanksgiving dinner with us?" Dawn asked. I did not want to say a word with Roberta there. I was afraid if I opened my mouth Roberta would sit right down again. I just shook my head. "Wow you're giving up thanksgiving dinner. Dang Roberta you most of gave him a meal better than turkey." Dawn giggled. "You keep resting you'll need your strength tomorrow. I have a special surprise for you." "Are you sure you don't want some turkey and mash potatoes." Roberta asked looking down at me smiling. "Just leave him alone Roberta. Can't you see you already gave him a huge thanksgiving dinner? Anyways I don't think he can fit another piece in his stomach the way it looks." "I hope he is not having problems digesting my shit." Roberta said waving down at me as they walked away. The rest of the night went by with a blur. My stomach still was huge. I don't think my stomach could handle all of Roberta's shit. I think it's just sitting there rotting in the pits of my stomach. Even the piece still stuck in my throat was not moving. The smell from it kept coming up in my mouth and it smelt worst than Dawn and her liver and onions. "Morning hon are you feeling better?" Dawn asked. "I think I need to go to the hospital." "Hospital, why?" "I don't think my stomach is digesting Roberts carp." "Oh don't be silly. Your stomach is looking better." Dawn says looking at my stomach. "Well kind of. Look you have another fetish that is going to come true today. Remember the story I told you about allow people to use you?" "No, no more shit please, Dawn." I pleaded with her "Oh don't worry Jack. You don't have to eat any of it. Remember fifteen people and then I'll come down and ask if you want out. You're already lying down and I promised you no more eating for a week." Didn't I already gone though enough already and know this. I just want Dawn happy and she looked so excited when she told me this that I just laid down and allowed her to out the backing on. Afterward I felt her tying my arms and hands down. "Remember the only way I let you out is if you beg me to. No hand signals or anything else. Also remember Jack after the fifteenth person if you don't beg me you well not see me until everyone leaves. Remember I promised." Dawn unplugged the cord to the lift and walked out. I was scared a bit but fifteen people and I don't have to swallow any kind of eased my nerves. Mike and his group was the first to show up. Dawn let them in as she counted them out. There were ten women and six guys. "Wow, I guess one of them might have to use a real toilet." Dawn said to Roberta. "You are right Roberta mike is kind of cute." "Go introduce yourself." Roberta said pushing Dawn. "No, after what you did to Jack he well be begging me for sure and this entire thing well be behind use. Where is your friend Amy?" "Oh, she'll be coming soon." "Ok, everyone listen up." Dawn stood up on top of the table. "This is the rules I have them posted downstairs. You walk in and pretend he is not even there. Sit and go. Only what comes out of your ass gets dropped on his face in the back hole and pee and toilet paper go in the front part. Please be as quick as possible so everyone has a chance to do this. Only fifteen people may go down right now. If he begs me to let him out after that anyone left has to use the real toilet. If he don't beg than everyone can line up and use him. Remember pretend he is not even there even if he is begging you to stop. Ok who are my fifteen people?" When they were already Dawn led them down to the basement. "There he is and have fun." She turned and walked up stairs. The first girl sat right down. I could not see her to well but I was so use to opening my mouth wide because of instinct. I hear her grunt and something wet and slimy fell into my open mouth like yogurt but really nasty along with a turd about six inches long. My throat was still stretched wide from Roberta's shit that I did not have a chance to stop it from sliding down my throat. What was that slimy stuff I wonder to myself? I could see another piece sliding out of her ass. I did not even think about it but my mouth was still opened. This piece was about eight inch long and like the last one it went directly into my mouth and right down my throat. Shit idiot close your mouth. I immediately shut my mouth as I heard her pee and wiped her asshole. When she stood up she turned and looks down at me. She kept looking around like there was something she lost. "Oh my god! Did you swallow all of that?" she asked as she covered her mouth. "I thought you were supposed to keep your mouth closed. " Then she started to laugh out loud. "So how did my boyfriend taste?" She closed the lid a left laughing about it. The next one that came in sat down and started pushing. This time I had my mouth closed and the first turd hit my lips and rolled off the side. There was one more and then it came out very soft and my face was coated in shit. I was in shock Dawn never gave me running ones and I never expected it. I shook my head side to side to try and get it of my face. Just as I did that I saw another ass lowering to the seat. "Dude no you're a guy. Please not you." I screamed he completely ignored me and just started to push a big turd out right on my face. This continued and I lost count I was too busy shaking my head so I could breath. Upstairs Dawn is sitting with Roberta playing spades when there was a knock at the door. "Who can that be?" Dawn asked. "Did you forget about Amy and her friends?" Roberta asked smiling. "Oh shit, well I don't think they well are needed but I'll invite them in anyhow." Dawn walks to the front door as Roberta jumps up and grabs Mikes arm. "Keep her busy until I get back up here." Roberta whispered to mike and then darted down stairs. The fifteenth person used me and I was thankful that this was over. My face felt awful and the sides of my head where all the shit was almost touching my ears. The next thing I saw was the lid opened up and Roberta looking down at me with an evil grin. "So I see my shit is still in your stomach after three days. Do you realize that it probably is so packed in there that it is stopping your acids form digesting it? So I'll give you maybe two days before it starts poisoning your system and you'll die from my shit. I decide to stop your suffering." She reaches into her pockets and pulled out some rubber gloves then she pulled out two piece of some kind of rubber tubing. She put the gloves on and grabbed my head with one hand. The other hand she reached down and started to insert the tube into my nose. "Now be still this should allow you to breath for some time." As she finished pushing the last one in she tucked the tubes into the shit with the two ends hidden in the back of the box about two inches above my head. "Dame, don't have time to clean your face off, fuck it!" She turned and pulled down her pants and sat down. She reached over and plugged the lift in and lowered the seat to my head. "Open your mouth or I'll kill you by suffocating you to death." She's going to shit again? Oh no, she can't be serious. I closed my mouth and could feel me breathing though the tubes. Well Dawn will be down her soon, so as long as I keep breathing she'll help me. I opened my mouth wide once again for Roberta just so this can be done with. She looks between her legs and saw that my mouth was opened. "Good boy" she lowered the seat all the way down. She did not even waste any time. She pushed as hard as she could and forcing another giant turd down my throat. I could feel it packing what space was left in my throat, stomach and mouth. When she was done she jumped up and reached in with her rubber gloves and pulled out the piece that was in my mouth. What was left she packed to the back of my throat entrance. She removed her rubber gloves as she smiled down at me. "Now you have enough air until all the shit you'll be getting covers those tubes. With my shit once again packed to the top of your throat makes it so you can't talk. So I hope you enjoyed your short miserable life. Mike well takes go care of Dawn for you." With that she closed the lid pulled the left plug and walked away. What the hell! She just finished packing my throat once again! This can't be happen! She is just going to allow me to die like this? What a bitch. Minutes later the lid opened and I saw Dawn looking down at me. Great she can help me. Dawn gave this gross look and turned and sat on the seat with her jeans still on. "Sorry I can't look at you with all that shit in there it must be awful. Well hon that was fifteen people are you going to start begging me to let you out? I tried to speak but Roberts packed shit was not allowing me to. I tried to move my legs and arms but Dawn tied them really tight. "Please Jack say something." Dawn said in a pleading voice. "Just say something you don't even have to beg say one word." Dawn started to cry. "Look Jack I promised that if you did not beg I would allow everyone that came to use you and I'm begging you to say something, because" Dawn began to cry more. "Because there is more people here than I thought would show up. I know I promised I would not tell you how many but please say something." Dawn kept crying. "GOD DAME IT JACK! You suborned bastard just beg me to let you out please." I tried and tried but Roberta real fixed me good. "Now you're just pissing me off. I'm giving you one more chance to say something anything or I'm closing this lid. I know what is going to happen once I leave this room and well I guess." Dawn paused for a moment and stood up and locked down at me. "Roberta has this friend of hers that wants to hook up with me so anything you want to say? I tried to move my head so she could see the tubes coming out of my nose but she was still crying. "Fine I love you and she blew me a kiss and closed the lid. "So did he beg you?" Roberta asked "Nope not even a word." Dawn said sadly "So are you keeping your promise to him? Roberta said like she was concerned. Dawn looks up and around the room the whole house was filled with people. There was hardly any room to move. Mike walked over to Dawn and placed his hand on her shoulder for comfort. "It's alright." Make said Dawn stood up and gave a slight smile to everyone. "Well he did not beg for me to let him out and I made a promise to him and" She paused and looked at Roberta. Roberta nodded back at her. "This is what he wanted so feel free to use the basement toilets." Just as Dawn said that everyone started pushing to get down into the basement. When everyone left Dawn, Roberta, Amy, and Mike all went down to the basement to see what was left. When Dawn opened the door a bad smell came from the room. Everyone covered the nose and looked in. There in the room was a pile of shit above the toilet about four feet tall. Dawn was the first to speak, "What the hell did they climb up on the toilet to just take a shit on Jack? "Do you think he is dead?" Amy asked "I don't think anyone could survive that but to make sure" Mike reached for Jack's arm to take his pulse. "Yep he is a goner." "Shit what about the police?" "Don't worry about it Dawn I'll take care of everything. Don't worry about a thing." Mike wraps his arms around Dawn and starts walking upstairs. "Are you coming Roberta?" Amy asked. "Just a second I'll be right there just some last words." Roberta looks into the room. "So Jack did you actually think I was joking with you when I said my shit was going to kill you. Just think if it was not for my shit you would probably be sleeping in your bed right now. It was nice knowing you, NOT, rest in crap. The End Getting Over My Shyness This is the first story I have ever written. It is based on a dream I had after reading a few stories on Lit. The text follows my dream, I apologise if there are some similarities to other work- nothing on purpose. With that said, I hope you will enjoy it. I wish to thank AngelLove for editing my story. Any mistakes left are my own. ------------ Tonight was the night. My hands were shaking and my heart was beating faster than I thought was possible. I know I shouldn't be this nervous. I loved Mark. We'd been together for six months now but we had known each other for years before that. We even moved together a month ago, now sharing an apartment, tiny but our own. Tonight was the night I had decided to do my best to get out of my shy routine. Our sex life was great and he always made me feel so good, I loved that even though he was often more dominant he was still incredibly gentle with me and my inhibitions. And those I have plenty of. I've always been shy and it isn't easy for me to put into words what I want to do, how I want to touch him or what I wish he'd do. We had experimented a bit and tried to talk about almost everything. But I could tell he wanted me to step up more. So tonight I would. I'd been planning for tonight all week. I had run over the details over and over in my head, bought everything I needed and even remembered to hide the stuff from Mark. This wouldn't have been such a great surprise if he had found out about it in advance. I lit the candles and prepared our bed room. Maybe the atmosphere would help me relax. Now all I had to do was wait for him to come home from work. I took a deep breath trying to calm my nerves. "I have wanted to do this for him, for us, for along time and I won't let my shyness stop me this time. It'll be fun," I thought trying to psyche myself up. I looked myself in the mirror for the umpteenth time today. I had bought a silk robe for this occasion and wore nothing underneath it. "He isn't going to laugh at me." Even as I was thinking that I knew I was being unreasonable. Mark would never laugh at me. He loves me. The thought brought a smile to my face, I was going to try this and if he didn't like it too bad. At least I wouldn't feel like I was hiding my fantasies from him. I could hear the keys in the lock. "Oh my god, he's here." Too late to back down now. "Honey? What is all this? Candles? Mm, you sure know how to make me feel welcomed after a day in the office," he said with a smile. "You look hot, any special reason for this?" he kept asking eyes sparkling mischievously. Mark was taking his jacket off and stood by our bedroom door loosening his tie. I don't think I could ever grow tired looking at him. Even when he had spent a long day working he still looked incredibly hot. He was a strong man with broad shoulders and he was the perfect height. I sometimes wondered how we could fit so well together, I am a tall woman and I could still wear heels with him. And at home I fit perfectly under his arm. And that, for me, was the best place in the world. He made me feel so safe. I could stay there forever, just smelling him. "Hi honey," I said kissing his cheek. He smelled great. He had put my favorite cologne on when he left this morning leaving the scent lingering in the air. I started to take off his tie and to unbutton his shirt. I was determined to do this even if my hands were shaking and it felt like I had run ten kilometers. "Tonight I want us to try something new, so relax and let me take care of everything." He smiled and that made me instantly more at ease. Taking his hand I led him by the bed. I slid my hands under his shirt taking it off and feeling his warm skin. Then I walked behind him and put my arms around him. I wanted to feel him close for a second. I closed my eyes and just stood there embracing him for a little while. I laid my head on his shoulder and took a deep breath. "You only need to say stop if you don't like what am I doing, otherwise don't say a word. This is my present for you. I love you," I said as I stepped to face him again. I discarded my robe and stood before him naked. His smile deepened and his eyes roamed my body. He still had eyes for me. I had to give him credit for that. Just seeing his smile like that with his eyes getting darker was making me all tingly inside. I continued to rid him of his clothes, just dropping them on the chair next to the bed. I loosened his belt pulling it off before starting on his pants. I fumbled with the zipper enough to make me blush. But even with, or maybe because of my fumbling, I could tell by the bulge that was starting to form in his underwear that he wasn't objecting to anything I had done so far. I guess it was a good change for him too that I finally found my guts to try something a bit different. I asked Mark to close his eyes and wait for a moment and went searching by the bed. I had hidden a small box containing the things I had bought earlier. I took out a black blindfold made of silk. It had long laces so that when I tied it the ends of the laces hanged down his chest all the way to his belly button. It matched nicely my now forgotten robe I thought with a smile. I took a moment to run the soft material of the laces over his chest pausing to play with his nipples for a second. His sharp intake of breath made me sure that I wasn't stepping in the wrong direction with this either. I was starting to grin like the cat who got the canary. 'I think I like this game,' I thought as I tied the blindfold over his eyes leaving the ends to hang loose. "Tonight I want to tell you what I love about your body. You are so beautiful to me, I want to touch every part of you and show you that I want to learn how to tell you better what I fantasize of." I took a step closer to him so I could feel the heat his body radiated and I leaned to kiss him. He instantly took over the kiss, his mouth was so hot and demanding it made my head spin. He nibbled on my lower lip, sucking on it gently eliciting a moan from me. I loved when he did that. I needed to take a step back before I lost the entire focus and forgot what it was that I wanted to do tonight. Instead of losing my target I needed to make his head spin. With the grin on my face I started to peel off the last of his clothing, the tight black boxers he loves to wear. I knelt before him making sure he'd feel my breath on him as I slid the boxers off. He was already rock hard, he had the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen. It was perfectly proportioned and we fit together like I thought would not even be possible. Still on my knees I took his hand and put his finger in my mouth, sucking it like it was his cock. I swirled my tongue around it, even grazing it with my teeth a bit. I took another finger in my mouth, sucking them for a while before gently blowing on his now wet fingers and planting kisses on his hands and arms. "I love your hands, I love how strong they are and I love how you make me feel when you put your arms around me. I adore your fingers in my pussy when you fuck me with them and make me scream while I cum. I love to see you lick your fingers of my cum. It makes me so hot." I whispered to him. Moving upwards on his body, I kept planting kisses and small gentle bites along the way. I stopped at his collarbone. Beautiful. I reached for the box again and took a small jar containing chocolate body paint and the softest brush. Sliding the brush on his skin I drew a few lines on his shoulders and collarbones. Then I licked the tasty paint off. It made my mouth water. I took my time with the chocolate drawing lines and then licking them off. I put some on my lips and gave him a taste by planting my lips on his. "Baby, I want you to move to the bed now. Let me help you." I offered Mark my hand and got him to lie down on his back. I continued to paint figures on him and then licking them away. I think it must be the best way ever invented to use chocolate, to lick it from the skin of the man you love. I massaged his shoulders and nipped him with my teeth. "Your broad shoulders make me feel safe, you have always made me feel like nothing can hurt me when you are close to me." I heard him gasp when I moved to play with his nipples. I knew they were sensitive for him but I hadn't figured out they were this sensitive before. Mark was almost ready to rip his blindfold off and jump me. I could tell by the way he was breathing and the tell tale signs of his hands clutching the sheet. I giggled and told him to wait, he'd get his chance but there were still places I wanted to touch and things I wanted to say. He was groaning and getting impatient so I moved on. I straddled him and started kissing his neck, biting him every now and then. I made sure he could feel my pussy and how wet I had gotten pressing it down on his stomach. I rubbed my hard nipples against his bare skin creating terrific friction. "Mm, honey, I love your eyes and the way all your emotions run though them. I love the way they get dark and smoky when you are about to cum," I whispered into his ear. It was hard to keep myself from moaning out loud thinking about that. He sometimes made me look deeply into his eyes while I was cumming, the simmering heat he had in his eyes always made me lose myself. I was enjoying my new found courage, even if this first try had him blindfolded and silent. I continued to kiss and lick down his strong jaw and down his chest. I let my hair caress him while I found a new place to put some of that chocolate on. I ran my hands over his legs zeroing on his groin. He was rock hard and twitching. I couldn't wait to put a little chocolate on that. The taste of him combined with the chocolate's richness was delicious, the perfect combination of sweet and salty. "Oh yes, you taste too good." I started to lick his cock slowly, teasing him first. I licked his cock all the way up and down again. "And most of all, honey, I love your cock." By now he was moaning and getting very impatient. I took him in my mouth and started sucking him just like I sucked his fingers before. I was so wet- I secretly loved sucking my man's cock. It always made me feel so naughty and so horny. I was just too shy to admit it to him out loud. I couldn't stand it any more so I sneaked one hand down to caress my pussy while I used the other to help me with his cock. I wanted to give him the blow job of his life time and I wanted to make it sopping wet. I could tell Mark was at the end of his patience so I slid a hand up to the lace of the blindfold that still hanged by his chest. I pulled and as the blindfold fell off I made sure his eyes would be on mine. The second the blind fold fell off I sucked swirled my tongue on the head of his cock almost causing him to cum in my mouth. That is when his patience ran out. He dragged me higher on the bed before I could protest having to leave his cock. His lips were on mine in an instant. "I'll show you what teasing me like that leads to," he growled. He rolled me over so that I was pinned under him and drove his hardness in me. So slow it was making me lose my mind. "Oh gods!" I was so close to cumming already. I had teased myself at least as much as I had him. "I'll teach you a thing or two about teasing a man to his limits." Mark was fucking me in earnest now. Then suddenly, he flipped me around and on my hands and knees. His hand went down to my pussy and he ran his fingers over it. Possessively. I loved when he got dominant on me. "Mine," he said and pushed two fingers inside my wet hole. My knees buckled, it felt so good. "These are mine too." He squeezed my breasts and his fingers were playing with my nipples making me squirm against him. Wanting desperately to be filled again. "You are mine." His voice was strained. He was fighting to regain control. He pushed in me making us both moan when he was up to the hilt in my pussy. "Please," I begged. "Please what?" "Please fuck me. Fuck me hard, make me yours. Please." He didn't need to be asked twice. He started pounding me with a fast and furious pace. His hand moved to rub my clit and he kept whispering in my ear,"You teased me. You begged me to fuck you. Now I am fucking you, you are mine. Mine." All I could think of, all I could feel, was him. The pleasure was building and making it hard to breathe. My legs started to shake and I was so close. "Oh gods, Mark! I am cumming." The pleasure made me fall onto the bed. I could feel Mark starting to cum too when my pussy contracted around him, milking his beautiful cock. "Oh baby!" he shouted and collapsed on top of me. I didn't want to move at all. I just wanted to fall asleep with him like that. Still inside me, both of us out of breath and sweaty. I was so happy I had the courage to do this, that he had let me show my love to him in my own way. And in the process teasing him to his limits making him claim me. Which is exactly what I was hoping he would do. " I love you honey, " I whispered. " I love you too. I am glad you decided to do this. I think we could have a few more trial runs if you feel like you still need to practice telling me what you want." I smiled, I think I will be needing an awful lot of those practice. But I think I won't be nervous next time. Maybe tomorrow would be a good day to practice some more. 'Yeah, definitely tomorrow.'