Sassyglitterbug - Looking For A Firm Hand To Keep Me In Line

She's Wet Part 1

She’s wet.  Her body is tingling with anticipation.  She’s positive he doesn’t remember her.  Two days ago, they matched online and quickly switched to texting.  A few tasteful pictures of her and one of his cock and they began negotiating.  This first meeting would be just to feel each other out.  Probably oral.  Maybe something more.  Certainly discussing her prices. Her ride stops and she gets out of the car.  It’s been a while but the house is almost exactly as she remembered from when she was childhood friends with Mark’s daughter.  She heads for the door and enters without knocking, as instructed.  He hears the front door open and smiles.  This little slut has been on his mind nonstop for two days.  The pictures she sent were incredible.  Tight young body.  Perky tits, pierced.  An ass that swallowed a thong and looked like a perfect handful for his strong hands.  She was being coy and wanted to ease into being his sugar baby.  He played along.  Once she was on her knees he would let her know that he was in charge, and she was going to follow his lead.  None of his poker buddies had bagged an 18-year-old still in High school.  She was as fresh as they come.  She walks slowly and looks at her possible sugar daddy.  He’s tall.  Taller than she remembered.  Powerfully built but showing some age.  Memory and recently exchanged pictures overlap and she smiles.  ‘Hello Mark . . .’  she trails off as his gaze goes down her body and back to her face.  ‘No, you call me Sir.  Come stand in front of me.’  She smiles playfully.  ‘Yes Sir.’  Standing in front of him she looks up to make eye contact.  His eyes are hungry.  A hand grips her shoulder and turns her in a slow circle as he looks her over.  The hand runs down her back as she keeps turning.  It slides over her hip and he leaves it there to keep turning her.  She finishes her circle and he feels himself begin to stiffen in his pants.  He needs her.  He needs to break her and make her his little sex toy.  He resists the urge to rush.  She wants to take it slow, so he’ll take it slow.  For now.  ‘You’re even sexier than in the pictures.’  His hand hasn’t left her hip.  He squeezes gently and pulls her closer.  She has to look up to maintain eye contact and she rises onto her tip toes to kiss him, but his other hand caresses her cheek and stops her movement.  ‘You talked a pretty strong game over text.  Something about the best head of my life?’  She stays on the balls of her feet and her tongue licks her lips slowly.  She clicks her tongue ring against her teeth and drops back to her heels.  ‘I did say that, didn’t I?  Let’s call it $50?’  The man laughs a little and his hands find her chest.  ‘For $50 you’ll be naked while you suck my cock and I’ll cum wherever I want.’  He fondles her breasts and she doesn’t stop him.  ‘No, you won’t get me out of my panties today.  But I’ll strip for you, and you can cum anywhere but my hair.  That’ll make it $100 though.  I still have to get back to class in 30 minutes so I can’t have my hair messed up.’  She reaches for the bulge in his pants and strokes his growing cock through the fabric.  ‘$100 for a blow job that I won’t even get to finish?  No, that’s just a waste of my time.  That slutty little mouth won’t make me cum before you have to leave.’  She thinks for a second and then gently pushes his hands off her tits before jerking his belt tail out to open the latch.  ‘Okay, Sir.’  She undoes the button on his trousers.  ‘How about this.’  She unzips his pants and reaches in to grip his cock and slowly stokes him.  ‘I strip down to my panties, suck your cock, and you cum anywhere you want.  That for $200.  If I don’t make you cum before I need to leave, then I’ll skip my afternoon classes and you can fuck me until you decide I’ve earned the money.  Or until your wife comes home . . . ‘

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Her arms give out and she drops down to her elbows.  ‘Uggh!  Fuuuck!’  Mark’s hips slam into her ass as he drives his cock into her again and again.  He’s a fucking machine and she can’t keep up.  He didn’t let her catch her breath after her first orgasm and she can feel the second one building.  Every breath is a moan.  It takes all her strength to keep from collapsing onto his bed.  She’s going to lose.  He knows it too.  ‘Don’t feel bad, slut’ his voice is hard to focus on.  ‘I’ll cum eventually.’  She can’t hold it back any longer.  Her body convulses and her moans get louder.  ‘Fuck!  Fuck!’  She bites her lip.  A hand grips her hair and pulls her head up as her orgasm hits.  His rhythm is relentless.  Her pussy spasms on his cock and she doesn’t know what noises she’s making but she knows it’s loud.  Her toes curl and her right leg shakes uncontrollably.  Her right foot cramps but the pain doesn’t take anything away from the raw pleasure coursing through her.  Arms give out and she falls forward from her elbows and knees to flat on her face and chest.  Her right leg is still shaking.  Her breathing slows back to normal and she stops moaning with each breath.  The bed shifts under her and she feels Mark climb on to kneel straddling her legs.  His cock touches her ass and rests between her cheeks.  The shaking leg finally stops.  Strong hands grip her ass and spread her cheeks as his cock is drawn back.  One hand releases her butt and guides his cock down into her.  She coos as the tip presses into her overstimulated cunt.  He leans forward and thrusts.  Losing never felt so good. She gets a text from Mark saying he’s running a little late, but she should enter the house and wait for him in the master bedroom.  He has some things laid out for her there.  The last line makes her smile.  ‘Remember, whores crawl in my house.’  She responds saying she’ll be on her best behavior and asks if he has another challenge for her.  They have all afternoon today and she’s feeling adventurous.  She sees a text bubble appear and disappear.  A few moments go by and he responds. ‘If I make you cum twice before I cum once, you let me take you to a friend’s house and we explore that free use kink you mentioned.  If I lose then I’ll let you be my sugar baby and give you $2000 a month.’  The task makes her pause.  Secretly she wants it but she can’t tell him that.  Her response is short.  ‘I’ll take cash.’ Her friend drops her off and leaves this time.  She hurries up to the door and heads inside.  Obediently dropping to her knees she crawls to the master bedroom.  The bed has a diamond studded choker, a blindfold, stiletto heals, and a note.  ‘Slut, strip naked and put your things under the bed.  Wear the items I put out for you.  Kneel on the bed facing away from the door.  Do nothing else unless I instruct you to.’

She's Wet Part 2

He gives her a wolfish smile.  ‘Deal, slut.  Strip.’  He watches her walk back to the entryway to take off her shoes and undress.  She made a nice little trap for herself.  He has hours to enjoy his new slut before his wife or daughter gets home.  He won’t break her yet.  She has spirit and he’s going to let her keep it for a while.  When he’s had his fun letting her think she’s challenging him, then he will turn her into his little sex toy.  His poker buddies are going to love her.  She takes off her shoes.  Her tee shirt drops to the floor.  She turns her back towards him and bends over to take off her pants.  Black lace appears as she slides her pants over her ass and down to her ankles and he admires the way her thong disappears between her cheeks.  Stupid slut.  She’s wasting her time thinking she’s teasing me.  She slowly straightens back up and steps out of her pants.  She unsnaps her bra and faces him as it falls at her feet. ‘Whores crawl in this house.  Get on your knees.  They’re going to be nice and bruised before you leave today.’  She silently complies and crawls to his feet.  She’s rises to a kneeling position and puts her hair up.  She crawls on the hard wood and smiles, amused.  He thinks he’s so tough.  Big man with a fat cock thinks he’s something special.  He’s not trapping her into doing anything her pussy isn’t already screaming for.  She notices his eyes on her tits.  She’s wearing the type of nipple ring he said he likes.  A jeweled hoop hangs below the stud and they hang free now that her bra is off.  He said he likes to watch them bounce when he fucks a girl.  She reaches into his trousers again and pulls out his cock.  It’s throbbing and a little precum is showing at the very tip.  Her little show must have gotten him going.  One hand grips the base of his shaft and the other gently cradles his balls.  Fuck this is thick.  Her fingers can’t touch her thumb when he holds it.  She looks up to his eyes as she sticks out her tongue and licks from the base to the tip and takes it into her mouth.  He lets out the slightest moan as she starts to work the head.  She drools on his cock.  Fuck, she needed this.  It throbs in her mouth and she starts stroking in time with the movement of the head.  She breaks eye contact and focuses completely on his cock. 

Her eagerness fuels his aggression.  She worships cock.  A wall clock shows her time passing and he enjoys her moans and wet noises as she works. His hands run over her hair and grip the ponytail.  He moves his hips with her rhythm and starts to pull her head forward with his slow thrusts.  She lets him take the lead and he fucks her mouth.  Gentle thrusts become more forceful.  His cock drives deeper into her throat.  The wet noises from her encourage him.  He can’t hold back anymore and forces her head forward driving deeper and deeper.  She gags hard.  He pulls back and thrusts again.  She leans into it and the base of his cock disappears into her mouth.  He holds her there.  Her eyes lock on his and tears run from her eyes.  Her makeup runs with them and he savors that look.  He pulls her head back and she gasps in air.  Her chest heaves.  God her tits look nice with her spit running down her chest.  She looks from his face to the wall and back.  She’s checking the time.  ‘Oh no, slut.  You don’t get to know how much longer you have.’  He drags her around so her back is to the clock.  She doesn’t waste anymore time and goes back to sucking and licking.  She spits a mouth full of saliva on his shaft and strokes him.  Then she’s taking him deep again. She forces it down without his hands pushing her head.  This slut can really suck dick.  His eyes wander to her tits.  He reaches a hand down and caresses one while she continues her work. 

She's Wet Part 3

She works his cock with everything she has.  He fondles and gropes her but she doesn’t pay any attention to it.  Every gag makes her pussy scream for his cock.  She wants to rub her clit as she sucks but doesn’t want him to know she’s enjoying his rough treatment.  He moans again.  ‘Fuck!’ She doesn’t slow down.  His cock pulses in her mouth and she knows he’s close.  He grips her hair tightly and the first jet of cum sprays into her mouth.  Another.  A third.  She slows down with her mouth but keeps working the tip of his cock with her lips and tongue.  A fourth spurt of cum.  She tightens her grip on his shaft and firmly strokes him the through his orgasm.  His cock pulses again and her mouth is full.  Cum runs out the sides of her lips and down her chin.  She looks up at him and does a final stroke down his shaft to get the last drop of cum on her waiting tongue.  His face shows pleasure that transitions to thinly veiled anger.  He thought he had me trapped.  She decides to have some cruel fun with him.  Her lips part and she pushes his cum out of her mouth so his entire load runs down her chin, drips onto her chest, and runs down her body.  She lets go of his cock and playfully squeezes her tits together to smear his cum on them.  She lets out a giggle and leans forward to take his cock into her mouth again.  His drooping cock is getting soft and she licks him just like she did to start the blow job.  ‘What are you doing?’  She feigns surprises and pulls back.  ‘You paid for 30 minutes.  I thought you’d want me to try and get you off again, Sir.’  He hasn’t come that hard in years but now she’s fucking with him.  ‘No, we’re done for today.  I’ll let you go early so you can clean that mess off your tits before you have to be back in class.  I don’t want your classmates to see what a whore you are.’  He pulls his trousers up and tucks his cock back inside.  He takes out his wallet and hands her $200 in crisp $100 bills.  She rises taller on her knees and hooks a thumb through her thong and pulls so he can tip her like she’s a stripper.  He glares at her but bends down and slides the money into her panties.  She stays there for a moment cleaning his cum off her chest and stomach with her fingers before she licks them clean.  Obediently she turns and crawls back to her clothes.  He can’t take his eyes off her ass and the black lace covering her pussy as she moves.  He starts to get hard again.  She stands up and decides she’s going to taunt him one last time.  She tucks the cash into her pants pocket at her feet and then stands tall.  ‘Actually, you will get me out of my panties today.’  She bends at the waist and slides her thong down her legs.  She takes her time rising back up and lets him enjoy the view of her glistening cunt.  ‘These are just too wet to continue wearing.’  She slips on her tee shirt and shoes and carries her pants and bra.  The shirt is long enough to cover her ass but just barely.  ‘I think I’ll skip my afternoon classes.  I’m going to head home and curl up with my vibrator.  I’m going to fuck myself reliving this until the batteries die or I’m too exhausted to keep making myself cum.’  She leaves without closing the door behind her.  Her friend is still waiting in the car at the end of the driveway and she doesn’t look back as she gets in.  His cock is rock hard again.  He steps over the puddle of drool and cum where the girl was kneeling and walks to the door so he can watch her as she leaves.  He takes her panties off the coat hook and holds them up to his nose.  One deep breath and he smells heaven.  Her wetness is sticky on his fingers and he grins almost manically.  He closes the door and texts a quick message.  ‘Same time tomorrow, slut.  You won’t be going to your afternoon classes.’