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Category: Drunk sex

Author: twitten

I wonder why I agreed to it.
I was a wee bit drunk of course.
Vic was quite domineering in his own way.
But mainly I wanted to try a new kind of sex.
He watched me strip for him. Top, bra, skirt, knickers.
"Leave the stockings on," he said.
I did.
Vic stood up and took hold of my wrist. He looked into my eyes as he bent my arm round behind my back.
He forced my thumb very slowly into my bum.
I would have said something but it is hard to talk with a ball gag in your mouth.
It was painful but I watched Vic's growing erection. It wasn't hurting him after all.
My thumb is nothing like as big as his cock and by now it was hard as nails.
God bless those little blue pills.
He pushed me down on the bed.
"Do you want me to fuck you up the arse?"
He wove his fingers into my hair and went on pulling until I nodded my head.
His cock felt very large and there was a lot of pain.
Yet I got used to the pain. I started to enjoy it.
Another time he handcuffed me to the bedhead.
Again he wove his fingers into my hair and twisted until it brought tears to my eyes.
Then he started playing with my breasts, squeezing and scratching, twisting the nipples.
He looked in my eyes as he started slapping my breasts, harder and harder.
He forced my legs apart and slid two fingers into my cunt.
"Nice and damp," he said a couple of times.
He released one of my hands and turned me over on the bed.
His cock was hot in my backside. Friction I suppose.
Then he started spanking me.
It got harder and harder.
So did his cock.
I would like to end up by saying "Reader, I married him," but Vic is only a creature of my imagination. So I didn't