Last we left off at the conclusion of Part One, I'd just drifted off to sleep after guiding a pegging newbie
through his very first anal adventures.
I couldn't possibly say how long I slumbered in this random bed. All I know is
that I was abruptly jolted awake again by something touching my leg. You see,
I have a thing about personal space, so I'm very sensitive to unwanted
contact. If I'm in the comfort of my own home, wrapped in the arms of a loved
one, it is no problem at all. But when I'm in
unfamiliar surroundings, I will generally quickly wake when my body senses any presences in close proximity to me.
As I groggily rubbed my eyes to get a better idea of who had disturbed me, I
beheld a stranger lying asleep next to me, completely bare about from his
boxers.
Slightly panicked by this and what it meant, I felt it best to hastily make my
exit as quietly as possible. That is sometimes easier said than done when you
need to get clothed first. And something that I clearly failed in on this
occasion.
I had barely slipped my undergarments back on when I heard a voice behind me
enquired, "Why are you in such a rush to leave?".
My eyes went wide with panic as my mind fumbled to formulate a very quick escape plan.
"Don't worry, I'm not mad.", he continued. "It's not everyday that you find
such a beautiful lady sound asleep in my bed. I enjoyed watching you sleep
peacefully before I fell asleep myself.".
OK, so it was the party's host and not just some random who had climbed into
bed with me for a creepy grope or fondle. Things were starting to fall into
place and I felt some relief.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't realise it was your bed. I'll make it up to you if
I've caused a problem, I promise. Please don't be mad", I spurted out at him.
He replied, "I already told you it's OK. It was a nice treat to see you lying
there so peacefully."
"But your sheets! They are stained from what I got up to! I insist, I must
make it right somehow. Just tell me how to make it up to you."
He sighed. "I told you, there's really no need to be sorry". Then, after a
pause, "But... if you really won't take no for an answer, perhaps you could put
that strappy back on and let me lick it clean from whatever naughtiness you
got up to earlier tonight".
Unsure whether to be excited at the prospect of being able to further explore
my pegging fantasies or nervous about what else he might have instore for me, I
quickly slipped out of my underwear and, in its place, slipped back into my
strap-on.
Nervously, I perched on the edge of the bed as my host approached me with a
lustful look in his eyes. I needn't have worried though. His lust was centred
squarely on the toy strapped between my legs.
A trail of saliva dripped from his lips onto the head of the cock. As it began
running down the shaft of my toy, his tongue swirled around my cock, spreading
the moistness over its whole surface.
Then, without a moment's warning, he swallowed it. The whole cock! Right down
to the base. This was no beginner that I was dealing with this time. This guy
was obviously well-versed in the art of taking cock. But what else would you
expect from the host of a pegging party? And, unlike my previous partner, he
was definitely an older gentleman so clearly had plenty of experience under
his belt.
His face pressed against my tummy as he held my cock in his throat, he tapped
his hand on the back of his head. Was this the universal symbol for 'hold my
head down'? I assumed so and obliged by holding him down with both of my
hands.
Saliva oozed from between his lips and my cock as he coughed and sputtered. I
held firm and didn't let him come up for air.
Then his body jolted abruptly as he tried to suppress his gag reflex. He
wriggled and squirmed, his head trying to push upwards to escape my hold. I
still did not let him. Only when he tapped his hand on my thigh, did I release
my grasp on him.
Worried that I had maybe gone too far, I awaited his reaction as he came up
gasping for air. But, far from being angry, he wanted more.
"Would you prefer it if I fucked you mouth?", I cautiously enquired.
"Yes! Please do that!". A more enthusiastic response than I ever could have
imagined.
My host climbed onto the bed beside me patiently waiting with mouth open-wide.
There was a look in eyes. Something like "please fuck me now, I'm begging
you". It was thrilling to see and I couldn't resist granting his unspoken
wish.
The phallic appendage strapped to my crotch slammed down his throat as I
violently thrust my hips towards his face. As I pulled it back out, I gave him
just enough time to beg for it again before I impaled him once more with it.
And so we continued in a cycle of him begging and then demanding more of my
fake cock, with me then gleefully shoving it down his throat. All apprehension
about how this may go had long since evaporated. I was completely lost in the
depravity of our carnal acts.
What's more, every time I thrust into him, I could see his hard, throbbing
cock swing backwards and forth between his legs as he recoiled from the force
of my mouthfucking. It was a sight to behold. The thought of taking it inside
me was making me so wet. My own juices now mingled with all of his slobber
and drool that was dribbling down across my pussy lips.
"Let's suck each other", I proposed. He liked that suggestion very much.
In a rare moment of dominance so far, he shoved me on to my back and pounced on
top. Straddling my face, he lined up his cock with my mouth and waited for me
to open up. The instant I did so, he slid it all the way in until I could
feel it against the back of my throat. It was meaty as fuck and I could only
just about take it.
Some relief then he dived forwards to resume sucking my strap-on. As he did
so, his rear end cantilevered up, forcing his cock to withdraw from being
quite so far down my throat. It was now perfectly placed for me to slurp on
it. There was just about enough freedom between the bed and the base of his
cock for me to move up and down along it with my lips.
It was a surreal experience though. I could hear him gagging and
slurping down between my legs. I could feel the motion of his body lifting and
then pressing down against me as his head bobbed. But I could feel nothing
down . It was thrilling yet somewhat hollow.
Maybe it was just coincidence, or maybe the wetness of my pussy gave him a
hint that I craved more. Without pausing from whatever he was doing with that
fake cock, he slipped a pair of fingers inside me. Rarely, have I ever taken
anything being inserted inside me with such little resistance. I was not only
ready for this, but yearning for it.
I thanked him by returning the favour. My middle finger running round the rim
of his anus and then gently pushing its way inside. Just like my pussy, there
was no resistance. It came as a shock to me in fact. I've never before
encountered an ass so willing to accept foreign objects. Definitely
experienced, this one.
His response to my finger was completely unintelligible, his mouth too full of
cock to be able to properly form words, but I could tell that he
approved.
I don't know what came over me next but, without even thinking about it, I hooked one of my legs over the back of his head and pushed it down. Every time he would try to come back up again, I would force him back down again, no matter how much he resisted or struggled against me.
Eventually, I came to my senses and let him come up for a breather. Instead of
chiding me for my aggression, he begged me to fuck his ass. It seemed like
being dominated like that had only made him more aroused.
"Please, fuck me now! I want you inside me so badly.", he cried out. "If you
keep sucking me like that, I'll cum in your mouth and I don't want that to
happen. Not yet. Not until you've fucked me."
Because I can be devilishly wicked when in this sort of lust-filled mood, I
made him an offer that I was sure he could not refuse.
"How about we play a game? If you can take all four of my fingers. I'll fuck
you in the ass, just like you want. But if you can't... you have to fuck my
ass and then cum inside me instead."
"I know I can do it!", he retorted. "Probably your thumb as well. I bet I can
take your whole fist!"
His confidence was impressive. He continued, "I've already sucked and fucked
one strap-on today. My friend loves fucking me with hers and she loosened me
up nicely earlier".
The game was agreed then. All that was left was to decided which of our asses
was going to get fucked.
I quickly withdrew my one, solitary finger from his ass and prepared to see
how many I could get in.
Giving them all a good lick, I started with 2 fingers; adding my index finger
to my middle finger. Again, they both slipped right on in there without any
trouble at all. Contorting my hand, I then carefully squeezed my ring finger
in as well. That was not a problem either.
"See, I can easily take them all!", he pridefully boasted.
Before he could even finish speaking those words, my pinky finger had joined
the others inside him.
"OK, you win!", I declared. "Get off me and prepare for your ass mine to be
mine!"
He obediently did as instructed. His eyes wide with excitement as he looked
back over his shoulder to watch me insert into him. An insertion that, not
surprisingly, was very easy indeed. His gaping ass welcomed my fake cock with
open arms.
Regardless, I took it easy on him to begin with. Teasingly, sliding it just
the head of my toy in and out. Stretching him open just a little bit and then
letting him relax. He wanted more though.
"More, more, more! I want it all!", he cried.
So I shoved it all the way in, only stopping when my thighs clapped against
him and I could push no more.
"Yes! More like that! I want it!"
My god, he was insatiable. There was no begging now. Just demands and orders
to give him my cock hard and deep in his greedy ass.
Well, if he wanted more, that was exactly what I was going to give him. One
of my hands reached round and grabbed the shaft of his cock, jerking it
furiously. It throbbed and twitched in my grasp but he held the urge to cum
back... for now.
But still he demanded more! I was at a loss for what else I could do. The
limits of my pegging experience had been reached and exposed. I had but one
idea.
Reluctantly, I released his cock from my grasp and pushed myself up from my knees to my feet. As I did so, I pushed him forward onto all fours and squatted over his rear. Carefully, I lined my cock up with his anus and then drove it deep inside.
Hard, deep thrusts into him, followed by slow, almost lingering, withdrawals.
Not a millimetre of my strap-on's shaft was being wasted now, He was literally
taking the whole thing. He cried out with approval again and again.
"Fuck, if you keep doing that, you'll make me cum all over my bed!"
I slowed for a moment. Still giving him the whole length of my toy but now
inserting it as slowly as I had been pulling out.
Secretly, I hoped he would say my ass. It would have been the perfect way to
finish off our filthy fucking. And I still wanted to feel what that yummy cock
would feel like inside me.
He had other ideas though.
"Just keep fucking me. Let me cum while my cock hangs free. Make me cum just
from fucking my ass. I'm so close. I know you can do it!"
Well, any disappointment I may have had was soon displaced by a determination
to prove him right. There could be no holding back now. Just hard fucking as I
railed his as over and over with my fake cock. I am quite sure that never
before have I been reduced to such animalistic fucking. I was like a woman
possessed.
I slammed him again and again, then he began to buckle under my weight. He
quivered and moaned. Yes, I'd done it!
"Cumming! I'm cumming!"
The fucking continued as he juddered and grunted. Then he slumped to the bed,
sliding off the end of my cock as I still tried to furiously pound away.
Looking down at my handiwork, I could see a large damp patch on the bed where
he had drained his balls. A few rogue drops of creamy cum also speckled my
boots. No doubt some spray as his swinging cock discharged everywhere.
Our eyes met for a moment and simultaneously broke out into giggles. The
realisation of just how ridiculous our filthy fucking must have been hitting
us at exactly the same time.
"Well, I think you have definitely made up for any inconvenience caused by
occupying my bed", he joked.
I smiled, "I think I need to give you cock a good clean and then I'll be
satisfied that I'm in the clear."
He wasn't about to argue with that as my tongue began stroking up and down his
shaft. He was still very sensitive and was easily sent into a quiver if I
touched him too heavily. His soft moaning was intoxicating to hear. I could
not resist rubbing my clit while sensually licking him clean.
"Oh, by the way. that friend I mentioned earlier... I also fucked her in the
pussy and ass too", he remarked with more than a glint of satisfaction in his
eyes.
"I should definitely give you a good clean then. It's very important to keep
clean, you know. And why don't you tell me more about what you got up to
earlier?"
My lips wrapped around his cock again but softer than before when he had been
on top of me before. The occasional groan would interrupt his detailed
description of his earlier sex. It sounded so delightful and got me even more
turned on. I now had 2 fingers deep in my wet cunt, squelching each time I
gave myself a little come hither mention.
"You know, I think you have gone above and beyond making things right by now. It would be my pleasure to help you cum too. If you would like that?" He smiled down at me as he pulled me to my feet and began fumbling with the buckles on my strap-on's harness. "Come, let's get you out of this and I can finally find out what you really taste like, instead of this fake thing"
As I wriggled free of my instrument of pegging, he laid me on my back, being
careful to avoid his puddle of cum on the bedsheets, then lifted my legs
over his shoulders. Without hesitation, he dived in and buried his face
between my legs. Alternating between sucking on my clit and lapping at wet
pussy lips with his tongue, he was driving me wild.
Meanwhile, my hands busied themselves with my perky boobs. In between cupping
and squeezing them in the palms of my hands, my nipples, so hard from my state
of arousal, were pinched and flicked and pulled. I cannot describe how much I
like having my tits played with whilst my cunt is being stimulated too.
Having had two sexual partners cum today but still to enjoy that bliss myself,
my pussy was dripping wet from the excitement of finally getting to take my
turn. This wouldn't take long though.
And sure enough, it only took a few minutes of him doing this to me to get me
to the edge of cumming.
My inner thighs tightened around his head and my back began to arch up as all
of my muscles started to feel tighter and tighter. And then the release of
sexual satisfaction hit me. Not so much like a wave but more like a tsunami.
Pussy juice sprayed from between my legs, soaking my host. Clawing at the
bedsheets, I quivered uncontrollably. A moan of unrestrained pleasure released
from somewhere deep inside me as I threw my head back and let it all out.
It had been worth the wait.
With the orgasmic pleasure subsiding and I opened my eyes, I couldn't help
myself but let out another laugh. Honestly, the state he was in; his face
poking between my legs and absolutely drenched in my juices was hilarious. It
tickled me something rotten.
He took it in good humour and we shared a good laugh about it as we snuggled
up together for a little bit of post-fucking aftercare and recovery. Of
course, the bed was completely soaked now, so my attempt to make up for
getting another man's cum stains on his sheets had ended in them being in a
much worse state, but he wasn't bothered.
Then, after a brief and rather damp snuggle, I prepared to make my exit once
again. This time instead of trying to covertly get dressed and sneak out the
door, I was able to casually put my clothes back on and give my host a goodbye
kiss on the cheek.
Something tells me that this might not be the last of his parties I attend
though.
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