0 comments/ 25111 views/ 0 favorites Your Visit Ch. 01 By: MasterPatrick It is Monday morning and a package is delivered to your office addressed to you. As you open the package with no return address of any kind the first thing you see is the photo of the cum faced girl. Now you know who sent the package as you pull out the picture and slide it quickly in your drawer so one can see it. Next you see a white sateen blouse, a black skirt, thigh high black, a tall pair of spiked heels looking to be around five or six inches high tall and last a pair of panties that looks like it has a vibrating egg sewn just where your clit may touch the panty. Below the cloths is an airline ticket to San Diego for Friday night and a note. "Bitch you know you are all gooey right now think of how gooey you will be this weekend. See you by the baggage pickup pillar "C" and only where what I sent you. You may bring your tooth brush if you wish but nothing more." After reading the note you shut the box real quickly putting it under your desk so that you do not give anyone a reason to ask what is in the box and who is the box from. You sit there for a second thinking Patrick is such an ass, shit who does Master think he is? What Master no get that out of my mind Patrick knows I will not go and see him. He is a great guy and if I was not married hmmm. No stop let me send him a nice e-mail politely saying no way sorry. My dear Master (should I say Master or Patrick) I am sorry but you know I cannot join you I have plans. I what to (no do not type (what to) I mean I have so much going on that it is imposable. Sorry but I hope you understand. Fluffy You hit send and think shit why did I sign it as fluffy my slave name I should have signed my real name to make my point. Well back to work and you open the draw to get your paper work out with the cum face staring at you. You work on your paper work drinking some water as you do which after a while you feel you have to go to the bathroom. Before you go to the bathroom you kick the box under your desk and think did Master reply. Opening your yahoo to see nothing but junk, shit I am sure he has read my e-mail by now. Kicking the box again your mind go back to the picture in the drawer. Ok picture I hear you yes I will bring you to the bathroom. So you slide the photo in a folder making sure no one sees it and off you go. Once in the stall sitting down you stare at the picture as your bladder lets go. The stories of Master and the golden showers come so clear in your mind. Crap what is he thinking you cannot help but touch yourself after peeing and touch your very tingly clit. Your mind turns in to a theater of movies all of bondage and cum. every movie is going at fast speed, cum flying all over and all of the cum seems to land on you. You look down and now see your face in the picture all full of cum. Aww you cum and your voice echoes in the stall. Shit did anyone hear me? Dam Master why did he do this to me. Cleaning up quickly you go back to your desk and check for mail again. Still nothing, Master I hate you; you made me cum very load as I went to the bathroom. Thanks! Fluffy Send there that should make Patrick I mean Master hot knowing I came for him. What is good for the goose is good for the gander. If he wants me hot I shall make him just as hot. Kick of the box oh shit I have to get rid of this box. Well the cloths look nice maybe I will try the blouse and skirt on to see if they fit. You work late again you're the last one in the office. Which today is good for now you can take the picture and box home without anyone knowing you even got the package. The picture comes out of the draw and wow it does look so hot dam Master. In the box it goes. Your not really tired yet you cannot wait to get home for the hot bath is calling you. Setting the alarm and off you go. You park your car and are very happy to see the blue light of the TV in Richard's mom and dads room on. It will make it much easier to bring the box in without questions. Once in your room you throw the box on the bed and what a surprise the lid opens to her, which she is again almost staring at you. You can almost hear her moaning and your not sure if it is from pain or pleasure. Annette stop take your bath and stop thinking. You pour the water extra hot and start to remove your cloths. The red marks under each breast seems very red and itchy so you cup them rubbing out the itchiness yet making each nipple stand out taller. As your cup each breast you cannot help but put your thumb and finger around each nipple lightly pinching them at first, which only makes you hotter. Then you pinch both very hard to stop your mind from thinking. But instead of stopping your mind you see this faceless man pinching them so hard without any thought of the pain you are feeling. Awww good that hurts then your mind comes back to reality seeing you are the one pinching. So you stop dam him you remove the panties seeing red marks again you rub fast but not wishing to touch any place that would excite you more. Looking in the mirror you start to see light stubble around your pussy and so you know you must shave for by now it feels really good to be shaven. You think Patrick you planned this entirely you ass. The water is very hot almost to hot but you feel it may help your mind get off of the ideas that keep flying. It does help some for it is almost like little needles being pushed in your body. You shave making sure you do not touch any part of your body which may turn you on. Yet this faceless guy keeps showing himself standing over you watching so close what you are doing. It is Richard yes it is Richard watching me, closing your eyes trying to see Richard standing watching you yet his face never appears. Fuck I am tire I am going to let the water out and go to bed. As the water runs out of the tub you dry off looking in the mirror as you dry off you cannot help but see how puff your pussy lips look and as you look closely you see the wetness forming. Shit Annette stop you reach down trying to whip the wetness away yet all it does is excite you more and this faceless guy comes back in to view. Ok I will cum once for you Master but only once are you happy now? There you are in the bathroom and you remember how Master told you in an e-mail how he masturbated to the idea of you holding the tank of the toilet and fucked you. So with your left hand holding the tank you reach with your right touching my pussy god Master fuck me Master fuck me hard you cum quickly and it felt good. Ok enough I am going to bed. As you walk in the room you see the box and that girl still moaning. I am so sick to love that photo so much yet I do? Ok before bed let me see if the blouse and skirt fits I will though away the rest on the way to work. The blouse feels really nice on your bare nipples as it fits and looks great. Now the skirt hmmm it fits plus looks great also, and then the voice pops in your head "the rest bitch". You say softly so not to be hear "ok Master I will try it on but it is going in the trash tomorrow." You put on the stocking, heels and before you put the panty with the egg shape on you look for the switch to turn it on. You turn it on yet nothing happens "haha Master it does not work. Shit maybe no battery." You check and it is there "haha Master it is broken." Which kind of makes you smile so you put it on and the egg does rest right on your clit. Looking in the mirror you see a very hot woman, no more like a high-class hooker. Master you do have good taste in cloths for me to bad you will never see me in it. Then you see this faceless guy again. Those tall heels make your legs look so firm and your nipples are poking out like two pebbles in the blouse. Looking at the clock you see it is close to 1am shit I need sleep. So you undress quickly and slip under the covers. It seems every time you close your eyes this faceless man keeps popping in your mind. You remember the first time you used your large toy and how good yet bad it felt. You remember how wet you got with it in you. How the pain was strong yet the pleasure was stronger. You open you legs STOP please STOP MASTER I MEAN IT. You touch yourself and god your as wet or wetter then the first time ok, ok I will cum for you as long as you let me sleep after we are done. You take out your toys, first using the small toys but you grow tired of them quickly and the voice keeps come back "Fuck your Master show him you're his bitch, show him your his bitch in heat that needs his cock." AAAWWWWW you did not even realize that you now have the big toy in hand and it is being pushed in deep. The pain no the pleasure god pain AAAWWWW more pleasure Master please, please I need it so bad. AAAWWWW more please Master, MASTER, MASTER may I cum please dear god MASTERRRR please let me cum. Then you hear a voice cum fluffy CUM NOW. It echoes in your head as your orgasm explodes. Exhausted you rest for a while with the big toy still in tell finely you have enough strength to remove it with a small popping sound. Master thank you, you hear yourself say as you drift off to sleep. Your loving Master Your Visit Ch. 01 We met almost by accident, electronically at least, and quickly established a casual, friendly rapport, augmented by our mutual oral fixations. That is never a bad icebreaker when you think about it. Our conversations grew more steamy, more intimate, and more explorative. It was evident that we had a palpable chemistry electronically, intellectually, and emotionally. It was time to test the real thing, raw, uninhibited, marathon sex. We had agreed to meet in Washington, DC for 24 hours only, and I stood anxiously at Dulles International Airport, waiting for you to appear from the security exit. I had secured a room at the Four Seasons in Georgetown, and the plan was to indulge in any and every fantasy during that period. You would depart at 6 P.M. the next day and it was now precisely 5:56 P.M., Saturday, 3 minutes after your flight touched ground. You were also requested to dress in a manner that would let every man fortunate enough to cross your path know exactly what your intentions were for the weekend. You volunteered enthusiastically, promising a variety of outfits that would leave no ambiguity as to those intentions. You would be a slut. My slut. My cock already twitched in anticipation of seeing you for the first time, and I wondered if your cunt was simultaneously tingling. The exact second I saw you come into my view is one of those moments that are etched indelibly into memory. If I had to describe a visual fantasy that I had wished for, it couldn't have come any more true. You had chided me about how perhaps you would intimidate me, because you were almost twenty years younger than me. Although I'll never confess to this in a court of law, for a fleeting second that was one of the myriad of thoughts and emotions I had during this first sighting of you. However, at the same time, I felt the girth rising beneath my suit trousers, and I smiled, sensing perhaps that parts of me would intimidate you, at least the part that would be inside of various parts of you for the next 24 hours. I'll also confess that as I gazed longingly at you, it was not your wardrobe that captured my immediate attention, though by no means did it completely escape my senses, either. It was your face. Your eyes glowed as you saw me and met my own. Your gorgeous face was flushed with excitement, your smile was wide and confident and pleased. You were the walking, breathing epitome of a sophisticated slut. You oozed erotic sensuality, and crackled with blazing sexuality. I knew in an instant we would fuck wildly and knowingly, as well as laugh and share intimately. Not a word was spoken as you approached me. You parted your lips to speak, and I held one finger up to my own in a 'shushing' motion. You grinned, understanding. We had discussed the importance of the very first kiss, how it served as a precursor of all the pleasures to follow. I took your lovely face into my one of my hands and tucked the other around your waist and pulled you towards me, as if in slow motion,and our lips parted hungrily. Our mouths met softly, teasingly, then slightly more frenetically, our tongues now dancing each others while our bodies pressed closer. Our involuntary sighs became more audible, and we were completely unaware of the envious stares of both genders, all ages, that watched our fiery public greeting. Had we not been so distracted, our display no doubt would have only served to arouse us more, if that were indeed possible. I felt your body palpably heat up in response to my touch. Our embrace broke finally and we separated ever so slightly and looked deep into each other's eyes and smiled. Still not a word was spoken. We instinctively held hands as I led us to the moving walkway to the parking garage. As we hopped onto the mobile transportation unit, I lowered your hand to my crotch and let you feel my appreciation for your beauty, which was also to be one of your many gifts for the weekend, my steel hard cock. You gasped ever so softly as I felt your hand and palm now slide down the entire length. "Oh, my, jackpot," you murmured. Those three little words, they were our first words. The moving walkway was a few hundred yards long and would probably take two or three minutes to traverse. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed two businessmen coming towards us from the walkway moving in the opposite direction. As you eagerly fondled my bulge, I casually let my hand wander to the back of your thighs, and in one swift, subtle motion, lifted the hem of your dress to your waist, exposing you below the navel, and with the other hand reached over and slid your sheer panties down to your calves, letting your slick pussy visibly meet and greet our approaching, unwitting walkway neighbors. Several reactions transpired at once, as if in a freeze frame movie. I felt your knees buckle. I saw the conversations immediately halt between the two men, now within feet of us. I cupped my hand beneath your ass and spread your legs far enough apart that the men could both see your glistening folds and smell your sweet scent. At the precise instant that we reached the epicenter of our respective walkways, I inserted a finger into your slit and wiggled it upwards. Your first explosive orgasm thrust from you suddenly, as the two amazed strangers watched from inches away. It would not be the last time this weekend you would cum while being watched. I could hear you panting softly. The orgasm made your legs weak which caused you to lean into me. With little trouble I pulled your panties up where they belonged, but before tugging your skirt down over your hips, I looked back over my shoulder and ran my hand over your ass. Of course, the two men were still not believing what they had just seen but were smiling widely. We made our way through the airport and found my car in the garage. You smiled when I walked over to open your door. I pushed you gently up against the car and slid my arms around your neck. "I want to see your cock. That sample you gave me a few minutes ago is driving me wild," you groaned. With that announcement, and encountering no argument, you knelt down on one knee and unbuckled my belt, quickly unzipping my pants. We heard someone approaching but you did not move, you were steadfast on a mission! "Ooooooh,yaaaa, my God. It's gorgeous!" Just as these words came out of your mouth I heard the footsteps stop near our car. I didn't turn but knew, as our visitor got closer, that the clicking noises were the sounds of high heels. "Suck it, suck my cock," was the next thing you heard. Without touching it with your hands, your lips slid over my thick, engorged head and your tongue wrapped around my tip, swirling as you pumped just a few inches, over and over again. This lasted a few seconds and then, as you looked up into my eyes, you slowly let my entire eight inches push deep inside your mouth. I could hear you moaning and hoped the woman hadn't fainted who was watching us, as her eyes were now transfixed on the cock of the man who had parked beside her car, being sucked by the warm, wet, willing mouth of a beautiful slut. You pulled off my cock and gave the swollen tip a last swirl with your tongue. As if nothing unusual had happened, you zipped up my pants, opened the door and then walked by the woman waiting to get to the driver's side of her car. We laughed hysterically as she then pulled out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell. As I climbed into the driver's seat, our laughing suddenly abbreviated when I took your hands and pulled your face into my lap. "That was intense, you have no idea how long I've waited to have your lips around me, and with someone watching, too," I said, continuing to pull gently on the back of your neck with one hand and tugging my zipper down with the other. "Now, let's continue our show." We approached the parking lot toll booth where an elderly man in the booth unwittingly was about to receive the visual highlight of his parking garage career. "Where were we? Right about here, I believe." I hiked your skirt up over your luscious ass, exposing you again and I rolled down the window to pay the fee as your head lowered onto my exposed, twitching cock. The surprised man was startled at first by the slurping sound from your mouth on my throbbing head, and his eyes widened quickly, not believing the view in front of him. "Hi!" you greeted him cheerily, picking your head up to grin at him while ambitously stroking my cock right in front of him. "We're on our first date! It's going very well!" With that your head again disappeared downward as my cock disappeared into your throat. The elderly man, now overcoming his initial surprise, smiled a knowing and grateful smile as I handed over the bill. He waved it off. "This one's on me tonight, kids," he uttered. "Save the money for some ice cream at the end of your date." We sped off, again giggling like naughty kids, my attention now distracted as I noticed you wriggling out of your skirt and bra, your large tits and perfect areaolas and rock-hard nipples now freed. Your manicured fingers were still wrapped tightly around my cock. "Might as well get comfortable for the ride," you cooed seductively, as one of your own fingers pulled aside your thong and you began to rub the tip of your slit, your hood now peeking between the sopping lips. To be continued. Your Visit Ch. 01 Chapter 01: You Arrive ************************************ This story is a fictional meeting between a friend and me. Though this has not happened before, she did tell me that I pegged her down pretty accurately. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ;-) Also please rate and comment! I would love some criticism, it is the first story I've ever written. If I get good enough ratings I might continue with the next story!! :-P ************************************ I just finished my shift from work and I am excited. You are on your way here. This is the first time that we will get to meet face to face, and you are staying at my place for a week. You told me that you that they were fumigating your home, so you needed to stay somewhere else for a week. You said that you were going to take this opportunity to see if Iowa weather really was better than the hot days in Texas. I think you are just making excuses to see me. I think you want to see me as much as I want to see you. As I get home I look at the clock. It is 5:30 PM. You are supposed to be here at seven. I look around the room, it is a mess. I decided to hurry and clean as much as I can before you get here. I don't want you to see a pigsty, I want you to be welcomed by the clean place you deserve. After a half hour of cleaning, the place is looking much better. Now it is time to clean myself, though I like the idea of showering with you, and cleaning of each other, I decide that it is best to save that particular activity for another time, I would rather your first impression of me not be the dirty sweaty me after work and cleaning. I want to be nice and clean for you, so I take a quick shower. I grab a pair of jeans that my ex got for me. She always told me I had a nice ass, and chose these jeans because they apparently show it off. I also grab a tight fitting, thin T-shirt. Along with being clean, I want to show off, I hope that when I pick you up, will want me as much as you did over the computer. I check my phone. It is 6:15 PM. I notice that I don't have any messages, but I'm not surprised, you said your phone was low on battery and that you were putting it away till you arrived. I decided to make a small pot of mac-n- cheese, I haven't eaten since I got home, and I want to have enough energy to go wherever you want and do whatever you want when you get here. After I have fed, I check the clock again: 6:30 PM. I sigh and grab my keys and wallet. The bus station is only five minutes away, but I can't wait so I head to the bus station. When I get there, I find it mostly empty. I am a bit surprised, but I figure that today must not have many buses going out. In about ten minutes another bus arrives and drops off its passengers, and loads what few people are left. When the crowd clears, I am the only one waiting. Now I have to wait fifteen minutes is an empty bus stop, the anxiety is killing me. Fortunately the bus arrives a few minutes early and I can see you in the window. I rise out of my seat; I can feel the adrenaline pumping. I wait anxiously near the bus door and you see me as you wait in line to get off. As soon as you step off the bus you smile, hug me, and tell me that you are glad to get off the bus! We laugh and pick up your things to load them in my car. I open the door for you and hurry around to the driver seat. I ask if you are hungry. You tell me that the bus stopped for food just an hour ago. I ask if you wanted to see a movie or something and you tell me that you are tired and just want to go to my place to unwind. I privately hope that you aren't too tired, I am excited that you are here and it would suck if after all this wait you just plop down on the bed and went to sleep. I turn the car on and off we go. As we get to my building I get your door and you bags. You kiss me on the cheek and call me a "real gentleman" with a laugh. We head up to my floor and make our ways to the door. I set down the bags as I pull out my keys and you sneak in and pick them up, laughing that they are YOUR bags and YOU will carry them inside. I open the door and let you in first. You walk in to my room and make a comment about it being bigger than you thought, but still small. I can't take it anymore and I walk up behind you, wrap my arms around you and kiss your neck. You squeal in surprise and drop the bags. As you make a comment about me barely letting you in the place, I run my hands over you and kiss your neck again, this time giving a small bite. You moan softly and your hands gravitate to my legs as you press against me. My right hand slides down your stomach and over your jeans. My left hand moves up across your chest. I start to massage your mound through your jeans, and your breasts through your shirt and bra. I bite your neck again a little higher and a little harder, I suckle on the spot and bite it again, I am sure that this will leave a hicky. I know that this is more direct than I usually am, but after a whole day of waiting for you and finally having you here to myself, I just can't contain myself. Your moans suggest that you approve. You grab my hair and hold me closer to your neck as you move your head to give me better access. Your free hand moves across my jeans to find my obvious bulge. I am very hard for you, and my pants do not hide it. You start to massage my cock through my jeans, as you press against my hands. I move up your neck slowly biting, sucking, and biting again. I leave a trail of hickies from your shoulder to your hear. My hands move to your waist and slide under you clothing. My right hand moves back to your crotch and runs a finger across your already soaked panties, pulling a moan from your lips. I stroke your pussy through the panties, teasing you for now. My left returns to your breasts and tease your already erect nipples through the thin bra you are wearing. I grin at the feeling of lace in both hands, you were as prepared for this as I was, and obviously wanted it just as much. You moan louder and slide your hand into my jeans and touch my cock. I jump at your touch and you smile as you comment on my size. You try to grip it, but the jeans are too restricting so you settle for rubbing it for now. You assist it by putting your hand between my cock and my stomach and push it against the jeans as you rub, and then pushing your ass against my jeans to rub me from both directions. I moan into your ear and I feel you get wetter at the sound. I slide the crotch of your panties aside and slide a finger into your folds; I explore every inch of your sensitive lips, before reaching your clit. I run my finger across it once then proceed to slide the finger inside you. Once inside, I move it in slow circles, as I grind my palm into your clit in the same pattern. My left hand slides in and over your bra and scoops up as much of your breast as I can. I greedily pull at your tit, wanting to squeeze as much into my hand, while my thumb and forefinger pinch at your nipple. I continue this for a while before moving to the other breast and repeating the actions. I kiss your ear, and nibble across the rim, starting with your lobe and moving up. I flick the back of your ear with my tongue before biting the neck behind it. You moan again at my touch and pull away from me. You turn around and give me a coy smile as you pull off your shirt and undo your bra. You toss both to the floor with your bags and step towards me as I remove my own shirt. You take my face in your hands and kiss me passionately, pressing your lips to mind in need. You quickly open your mouth and nibble on my lip. Your hands move down across my chest, taking a few moments to run through the hair and make their way back to my jeans. You smile at me and look at me. You kiss your way down my jaw to my neck and briefly down my chest. You slide your hands around me to grab my ass as to stabilize me, and give me a good squeeze. You undo the button of my jeans and unzip them using only your teeth, while you watch my face. I smile back at you, the sight turning me on even more. As you pull my jeans and boxers down to my ankles, my cock jumps out at you, pressing against your face. You smile, and joke about me being eager as you rub against it pausing as you get to the tip to give it a kiss. You take it in your hand and pull the skin back, revealing the sensitive head. As you grip the base you slowly run your tongue up the shaft, enjoying smell and taste. Your free hand lightly massages my balls. You watch me as I watch you and after a small while of teasing me, you take all seven inches into your mouth. At this point I moan again and you focus on my cock instead of my face. You suck for a moment on all of me, your mouth feeling warm, and moist. It feels like you are trying to suck me dry and I can feel your tongue running across my length. You slowly pull off my cock and pull it out of your mouth as you start to stroke me slowly you look back up at me and grin at the disappointed look on my face. You lick your lips and lick my cock again from base to tip. When you get to the tip you take the head in your mouth and suck on it as you swirl your tongue around it. Your hand continues to jerk me off, and picks up in pace. I moan again and work hard not to thrust against your face. You feel my tension and put your hands against my hips as you start to bob your head all the way down and up. The entire way you continue to swill your tongue around and suck, not a feat many can do and I rock my head back and squeeze your shoulders. I can feel the tell-tale signs of reaching the "point of no return" so I pull you up and kiss you ferociously. I take your mouth with my tongue exploring every inch before running it across your own tongue. My hands take your breasts and squeeze the nipples hard before squeezing the entire breasts. I feel your hands move towards my cock... I break the kiss and grab your hands and push you backwards to my bed. I push you down on to my bed and kneel at the bed side. I undo your pants and pause only a moment to admire the black lace panties before pulling both jeans and panties off in one go. I kiss my way up both your thighs as I make my way to your pussy. I can feel your heat and smell your musk and it just turns me on even more. As I approach your mound I stop to nibble on your upper inner thighs. I hear you groan in protest and I chuckle. I hook my arms under your legs, raising them slight as I grab your ass and raise your hips. I lower my face between your legs and you separate them further for me, opening your pussy. I comment that you have a beautiful pussy and again you groan in protest you push your hips higher. I breathe softly against you enticing a small moan before running my tongue up your slit. I lick you in long, broad lick as I cover your entire pussy. Soon I pull your legs further apart, pulling your lips open as I do. With this new access I locate and focus on your vagina. I run my tongue in a few small circles around your opening before plunging my tongue in. Once in I curl it back running the tip across your wall. I pull it all the back this way until its out, and repeat the process a few times. I then switch it up. This time once my tongue is inside you, I swirl it in circles pushing against all your walls as you push back against me. I keep this up for a moment before pulling out and moving up to your clit. Your clit is starting to swell and peek out from its hood. I flick it with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. You moan again. I nibble on it with my teeth as I suck it and tease it with my tongue. I pull a hand from your hips and slide it up your thigh. I tease your pussy a little before sliding in first one finger, then a second one. I slowly begin to piston my fingers in and out of your pussy as I suck on your clit. You start to squeeze your tits and pinch your nipples. I feel your hips buck against my face in time to my fingers. I squeeze a third finger in to your tight pussy, stretching you as I keep thrusting them in and out. I thrust harder and faster as you moan louder. I feel you tense up and squeeze down on my fingers as you moan even louder. I quickly switch my fingers with my tongue. I push my tongue into you and lap up your juices as my fingers rub your clit in circles, coaxing you to your first orgasm. I press my lips to you as I do my best catch and swallow all of your juices, but they squirt out with such force that I feel them drenching my beard and chest. As you come down I slow down my fingers and stand up and look at you. You are covered in sweat and are looking up at me with a look of affection mixed with desire. I turn you lengthwise across the bed and climb in next to you. I have to climb over you to fit comfortably and I kiss you passionately. As our tongues dances, the pre cum still on your tongue mixes with the juices covering mine, an overture to the mixing juices that will soon follow. Your hands greedily run down my body to stroke me, making sure that I am as hard as can be. I rub your clit, keeping your juices flowing. You wrap your legs around my waist and pull my hips closer to yours as you maneuver my cock to position. I moan into your mouth as I feel your pussy against my cock. I push my cock into you as hard as I can. I feel it slide all the way in you and feel you clamp down on in it tightly; all the while I keep rubbing your clit. Even as wet as it is, I find it difficult, at first, to move within you; you clamp down on my member tighter than I've felt before. As I pick up momentum, I find it progressively easier and begin to push harder and faster. You break the kiss as you moan loudly asking for more. I nibble on your collar bone before I pull a nipple into my mouth. I suck on the hard nipple and tease it with my tongue before biting down on it hard. You gasp and moan deeper. Your legs tighten around me as you begin to buck your hips back up against me matching my rhythm. I know I can't last much longer, and I know you can't either. You beat me to the punch line and call out loudly as you cum for a second time. Your pussy clamps down so hard I have to stop and wait it out, though I keep my motion on your clit at a steady pace. The time, while exciting, brings me down just enough to by me a couple more minutes and I grin as I bite down on your other nipple. You gasp as you start to come down and tell me that you just felt two orgasms back to back, apparently my bite was timed perfectly. I smile and kiss you passionately as I begin thrusting even harder and faster than before, your pussy now much more lubed out than it was before. It isn't long before you cry out as a fourth orgasm hits you. This time my own is right behind. I push into you as hard as I can and kiss you hard as I release jet after jet of my own cum into the flood of your juices. A few moments later we both pant as we come down. I lay against you too tired to move. You kiss me softly and I tell you it was wonderful. We laugh at how soaked the sheets are and at how we are both too tired to get up and do anything about it. I am surprise by how tightly you hold on to me as I grow flaccid and know that it the thought of it is keeping me a little hard. You chuckle and ask me with a coy grin if I had ever fallen asleep while still inside a pussy as you wrap your arms around me. I grin and tell you that I haven't... Your Visit Ch. 02 After hitting the snooze for the third time you wake with a holly shit I am late. You turn as the nice big dildo rolls from between your legs and lands on the floor. It still has your dry cum smeared on it. Shit you pick it up washing it as you shower for work. You clean it as your mind flashes back to last night and you know you have to touch to find out if your hole is permanently open. You know your sore down there for every step you feel the slight pain. You reach down and smile a little as you do not feel a gaping hole but a nice tight slit that tingles very easily. Master stop I am late for work. You remove your hand finish washing then dry off looking at the clock you know you have five minutes to leave or you will be very late for work. Crap I have no time to trash anything well tomorrow. You dress very quickly and off you go to work. Traffic is terrible and yes you are late. You entire the firm to a voice asking, "Long night Annette?" A bit red faced from the rush to work and the question knowing it was a long night you say yes studying for the Bar. You walk past the lobby and go to your desk. Sitting down you cannot help but feel the soreness and you turn on your computer. Logging in to yahoo you see you have mail from me. Good Master has replied and I am sure he is understanding for he is a great guy and knows I am married. Click my mail opens to only 2 words (four days) and just below the two words is a photo of your face with cum stains on it. Shit Master does not get it I am not going. So you reply. Master please understands I cannot join you. I know you desire a good slave but I am not she. I am not going to be there. Fluffy Click and the message is gone. Once the message is gone one of your bosses stops to say good morning and inform you that she will be taking a vacation in San Diego next month and she is asking if you know any good places to go? Yoli stops by telling you she got a letter from a friend in San Diego. It seems that everyone is talking about San Diego. Break time but before you relieve yourself you check for mail. No more mail from Master but you cannot help but open the one I did send earlier. Click it opens and you almost hear your picture moaning and see a smile on the photos face with all of the cum. You stare at it for a while making my cunt itch and gooey. Delete and you close yahoo. In the stall you start to relieve yourself remembering how yesterday you where cumming in it just like a slut that cannot get enough sex. Your fingers automatically go to touch yourself. Even with the stream of pee you touch your clit. God this feels good. The stream of pee feels so strange yet very exciting. The soreness from last night now is pleasure. You reach up cupping your left breast pulling and squeezing it over and over. As you stop peeing your cumming is taking over. This time you bight your lips to muffle your desire. Your eyes are closed and you see the faceless guys standing over you with his cock out shooting cum on your face. Wow your eyes open and reality comes back. Patrick please stop you know I cannot join you. You look at your fingers seeing just how wet they are and you feel both shame and much more like a slave than you ever have. Whipping off the fingers and my cunt you go washing your hands and back to work. You check your mail again still nothing more today. You go to the trash folder for you cannot help but wish to see the photo one more time. Click it opens and you see yourself tied helpless as hundreds of men are lined up fucking and cumming on your body. Your gooey sticky desire pours out quickly as you feel the tingling building once more. I have saved Patrick's mail so I should save this also and you move it to your private folder. This seems to go on all week each day you see the same photo with (three days) more cum on the photo, (two days) and even more cum, (one day) now it is hard to see your face then Friday arrives. By now you feel like a true bitch in heat for you have masturbated every night to this faceless guy helping you. He is now telling you what kind of slut you are. He reminds you that you're always gooey because you're a slave to Master Patrick and a slave is always hot to serve. Richard's mom and dad tell you they are going away for the weekend and will be back on Tuesday. Richard last Wednesday explained he is not going to e-mail you for a week for he will not have a computer available. All of this compounds your mind for it seems now you are all alone with Master. Your daily masturbating in the stall at work seems to becoming sicker and sicker. Your not waiting for your pee to end for you now just go straight to my cunt, fingers become warm, wet as you shove two then three in as your palm rubs so hard on my clit. By now you know you're all red from the abuse you have been giving my cunt. You know you're a sick slave now that cannot get enough. You even now bring a douche with you to work to clean out any pee that you may have shoved in you for you do not want any infections. You're at your desk red faced from your last orgasm. It is Friday and the photos you see in my mail by now is completely covered with cum. So much cum it is very hard to even make out your face. The words changed to (tonight). Your boss stops by your desk to say, "Annette you have been working very hard and you seem exhausted go home, have a good weekend we shall see you Tuesday. You deserve a three day weekend." All you can say is "thank you." Now you're driving home thinking god what am I going to do this weekend if I masturbate all weekend I will dead by Tuesday. It is around 2pm by the time you pull in to the driveway. The house is empty for mom and dad left early in the morning. You make some tea and a sandwich but all you can do is stare at the sandwich as you sip your tea. God what am I going to do. Another sip well maybe a hot bath will help. So you put the sandwich in the refrigerator and go upstairs. You open the door and drop your teacup. The stock on your face is a look you never have had before. As you look on your bed you see the outfit that I sent you laid out like you are in it. The airline ticket is on the blouse and a note is on top of the ticket. With shaky legs you wobble to the bed. Looking around to see if anyone is around all the while trying to think what, how, why is all this laid out. Is he here? God what is going on? Shaking like a tree in a stiff breeze you pick up the note. Almost in tears you open it and to your dismay you read in your own writing (its time). You drop the notes tears streaming down each cheek. You stand there for about five minutes not ever remembering when you wrote the note. You slowly turn going in to the bathroom to shower. Now you're not thinking your just doing. You shower shaving both around my cunt and asshole, which is always hard to do. You dress and next you're come back to reality when you hear "Annette?" There standing in front of you is Jane. You have not seen Jane sense high school. You remember she always dressed slutty and was the biggest whore in the school. "Annette it is you wow look at you." She leans in, "Are you a hooker now or is your man the luckiest guy in the world?" You cannot answer that question for now you do look like a high-class whore. You have no idea how you got to the airport yet you are there. "Jane how are you what are you doing?" you really do not care but you have to be polite. "Well I married a very rich Chinese business man so I travel all around the world doing nothing. Now tell me what are you doing?" You take a breath and say, "I am married and will be a layer soon." After the words come out all you feel like doing is to run. As you take your second deep breath you here the speaker calling your flight and you think thank god I can leave. "Well that is my flight bye." You make it to your seat and find the egg shape in the panty does not allow you to sit comfortably at all so you end up moving in your seat the entire flight. The plane lands and you think thank god the flight was not much longer. The walk to the baggage claim feels like a thousand miles. You find yourself walking so slow almost baby steps. You cannot believe you are in San Diego three times you turn to go back to the terminal only to wonder what you would do if you walk back for the flight will not take you back to San Francisco. You look up and see pillar "C" about 20 feet from you. You finely make it standing with your head down not wishing to look anyone in the eye. The stand is unbearable your feet fell like they are in concrete and you cannot move a muscles. As you stand waiting a small slow tingling starts in the panty. You first think it is your legs that are shacking make it vibrate but it seems to be getting stronger and hard. Now it is going very hard and you can hear the buzzing noise. Your hoping no one else can hear it as you look up. You turn your head to the right to see me standing with a remote in my hand. The vibrator stops as I walk to you giving you a kiss on the forehead. "Welcome fluffy." You take my left arm to help steady yourself for you feel you will fall if you did not and we walk out the door. Hmmm I wonder what will happen? Maybe I shall see you Friday. Your loving Master