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You had so many toys for BDSM phone sex! Wow, I thought I had a large collection with the small fortune I had spent, but it was truly nothing compared to yours. I was daydreaming about the hours I could spend in this room as you rubbed up and down my legs kissing and licking on my hosiery.

I felt the wetness as my pussy gushed with natural lube; getting ready for what my body knew was soon to come.

You held onto my soft pink form-fitting dress as you raised up. You lifted my dress over my head to find me gazing into your deep blue eyes. I was lost as your 6-foot figure stood before me. You sat me down on a lounge chair and removed my black suede pumps. You sat them gently to the side. I appreciated the care you took and thanked you. You did not say a word, but instead squatted down with your massive dick in your left hand. Then, you grabbed my left foot with your right hand and raised it to your mouth.

As my foot neared your mouth, I could feel your warm breath on my toes which sent a pulse throughout my body. You wrapped those gorgeous lips around my freshly pink painted pedicured little pearly toes and sucked softly.

No, I could not deny myself as I had for so long!

I slipped my hand down into my black satin high cut thong panties and began massaging my, already hard, little clit and my very wet swollen slit. I was craving you. My entire body wanted you, but you continued to tease. Making me crave BDSM phone sex so much more.

You saw me pleasuring myself and you worked your way up; passing my knees, my thighs, and landing your tongue deep inside my pussy. I sighed and jerked with absolute pleasure as you moved my thong to the side for complete access. You plunged deep with your long tongue, slurping up and tasting every drip.

Then, to my surprise, you brought one hand to the bend of my back and moved your arm up until you found the clip on my matching balconette bra. You unsnapped it and my pert tits just seemed to roll out. My nipples stood erect and my body developed goosebumps. You noticed and lifted your head from my yearning cumhole to give me a huge smile.

I must taste so good, I thought.

You surely were eating that peach like I had never had it eaten before. You spoke, “are you ready to get on the cross?”. I swallowed hard, partially out of fear of the unknown and also just out of pure excitement.

You explained that I did not have to if I did not want to, but I wanted it, bad. I trusted you to take care of my needs. After all, you were already doing such a great job with BDSM phone sex!

You wanted me to leave my thong, garter, and nylons on as you said these were really a turn on for you. My panties were soaked as were the nylons and garter; with both saliva, sweat, and my juices.

You helped me up on the St. Andrews cross; securing my legs spread wide and my hands and arms straight up. You asked me if the restraints were too tight. They were not, but I appreciated you checking. Your concern, and gentility, was reassuring that you were the right person to do the job.

I need to be dominated, spanked, fulfilled; and you promised that was what I was going to get.

There was an excitement to not being able to see you or what was going to come next. Facing away, I could only listen and guess while anticipating your move. “Relax”, you said, “I want you to enjoy this”. And you began rubbing up and down my body, squeezing my ass, my legs, my arms; and kissing gently all over me, growing rougher with each savory smooch.

You backed away for a moment and I could hear you reapproaching with a few items. Visions shot through my head of what you might be about to surprise me with. The excitement almost got the best of me, but I remained quiet yet a little squirmy. You had something in one hand as you approached and began pumping his fingers in and out of my dripping pussy. I could tell you had removed your lounge pants as your hard cock was rubbing up and down in the crease of my big round ass.

You were nice and hard making the cream just gush all over your fingers and down your hand. When you removed those long, soaked digits, you forced me to help clean them off. The taste was fantastic!

You stepped back after whispering in my ear, “I have what you came for. Let me know if it is too intense. I just want to please you.”

You slowly bounced what felt like the tassels of a well-made whip on my legs, then my ass, and worked your way up to my back before making the strides harder. “Oh!” shot out of my mouth before I could even think. You asked if I was okay and I just replied, “Harder, much harder please, sir”. 

This made you wild with lust!

You took turns whipping me, then approaching to pleasure me rubbing with your hands, and licking with your tongue. You worked me over flogging my body with powerful delight; then approached, kissing my neck deeply and plunging your fingers deep inside me.

You took the lube from my pussy and moistened my tight little asshole. I could feel the rim being slickened. As you went back to fingering my swollen cunt, you lightly nibbled on my shoulder. You entered the head of that thick cock into my ass and I released. The sweet cream flowed out of me dripping from your fingers and onto the floor as I felt my hard clit contracting to disperse the savory element that squirted onto the cross.

This prompted you to shove that rock-hard cock inside my tiny ass with such zeal that I was thankful to be bound. I savored every moment, cumming long and hard.

This is just what I needed!

I yelled thank you as I was truly appreciative of my hot stud. I yearned for your load and when I screamed “please, please, cum deep inside my ass!”, you could not hold back. It was so fucking huge! I felt that long hard cock contract inside me and the explosion that was released violently in my stinkhole. The jizz leaked from my puckered little asshole and you lapped it up before releasing me from the cross.

I cleaned up and left you my panties as a sort of souvenir. You walked me to my car. You thanked me and asked if I would be up for meeting again. “Yes” was my reply as I kissed him softly and started my car. The entire ride home all I could think about was my swollen crotch and how ruthlessly I was fulfilled. Your look as I drove away only assured me the next time would come sooner rather than later.

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