TITLE    : My New Sub: Holly Ch. 02
STORYID  : my-new-sub-holly-ch-02_2006
SUMMARY  : Holly's limits are further explored &she proves hungry.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2006-09-05
CATEGORY : bdsm-stories
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |oral|anal|spanking|


<b>Part 2 &#x2013; Tuesday's Dinner</b>



Sunday evening and all day Monday I kept reliving the experience with Holly in my mind. She had proven to be everything I remembered: well built, cock hungry, uninhibited, energetic and aggressive. Memories of our lunchtime fuck session on Sunday excited me so much that I jerked off Sunday night while thinking about it and then again twice on Monday. By Tuesday morning I wasn't so much in need of release, but the memories were still turning me on and I was hoping to get another chance at her soon. As much as I wanted the sex, I was also looking forward to the exploration of her submissive side...



This relationship was a far cry from what I had experienced with my wife while we were together. The ho-hum low-energy sex I had always had with my wife was severely disappointing when compared to the high-energy no-shame cock-hungry sex I enjoyed with Holly. But, as I mentioned, one of the most intriguing aspects of it was her tendency toward submission and the pure enjoyment she showed at having her body just thoroughly used as a fuck toy. While she definitely expected to have her needs and desires tended to, her desires included having a man TAKE his pleasures from her body know that she simply reveled in her female power to elicit such a strong animal response from any man.



That was all running through my head on Tuesday about eleven a.m. when my cell phone rang. It was a number that I didn't immediately recognize, but when I answered it I did immediately recognize Holly's voice. "Hey, handsome... how's your day going?"



"Very well now, sexy," I replied with a smile. "Did you call to see about enjoying lunch again?" I asked hopefully.



"Unfortunately not," she answered, sounding disappointed. "A bunch of us are being taken to lunch by the service manager here, so I can't do lunch today..."



"You mean you can do ME for lunch today," I interrupted and corrected chuckling.



She giggled but didn't say anything about that. I assumed someone was standing nearby and could hear her end of our conversation. She continued. "But I have some time on my hands this evening and was wondering if you meant it about coming down to your place some time?" That was even better in my mind. No time limit. No paying for a hotel room.



"Absolutely," I said. "What time did you have in mind and how late can you stay?"



"I'll probably get there around seven," she said with a happy sounding voice, "and I can stay as late as you want... or need..." and then she giggled again.



"Sounds great," I said. "Wear something that will be easy for me to get you out of." I said the last part in a tone that suggested it could be a joke, but also in a way that made it obvious it wasn't a request. It was an order.



"I will always wear something easy to get out of if I'm spending time with you," she said seriously. "I have to go. See you tonight."



"I'm looking forward to it," I said. "See you then," and hung up.



The rest of the day passed in somewhat of a blur as I pondered how I was going to enjoy and use my new found fuck partner that evening. If I knew her as well as I thought I did &#x2013; and I was pretty sure I was right about my assumptions regarding her &#x2013; she'd barely let me get the door locked behind her before she started pulling my clothes off. When Holly knows she's going to get fucked she's pretty aggressive about wanting it RIGHT NOW and it was one of the things I liked about her. That thought about her aggressive and hungry nature made me start thinking about how I could control the night and use her own frustrations &#x2013; properly manipulated and built &#x2013; to increase her submissiveness.



I had a high-carbohydrate lunch to store up some energy for that evening, and then worked through the afternoon on idle tasks that let me free up some of my mind to plan the evening. For dinner I had a large salad, knowing that it would digest quickly and not be sitting like a lump in my stomach all evening. I wanted to feel light and free to move my body as fast as I could in reciprocating directions.



When the doorbell rang promptly at seven p.m. I was dressed in jeans, a polo shirt, and my slippers. I had a soft-porn channel on the television and was sipping a soda. I opened the door for Holly, stood out of the way so she could come in and then locked the door behind her. Just as I'd expected, as soon as the door was locked she threw herself into my arms and began passionately embracing me, our tongues wrestling and her hands running up and down my body. Within seconds her hand had found my throbbing erection and when she felt how hard I was a low moan escaped from somewhere inside her. Without breaking our kiss she began working to get my clothes off, first pulling off my shirt and then working at my belt buckle and jeans.



"I thought you'd already be naked waiting for me," she said breathlessly as she unzipped my pants.



"I enjoy how hungry you are," I said quietly. "I wanted to enjoy feeling you attacking me to get to my hard cock..."



A soft sound escaped her that was a mixture of, "God, yes, I need your hard cock," and "I hate to hear it said so coarsely." She was another one of those women whose parents had taught had taught her, "good girls don't do that", but she'd overcome that silliness to be what she was. Still, that lingering lesson from them made her feel the occasional sting of shame when she was acting like a brazen slut in need of a cock, fucking and hot cum in or on her. Then again, it never slowed her down.



Within moments she was kneeling before me to hold my jeans and underwear out of the way while I stepped out of them. My cock was bobbing with every beat of my heart, right about at her face level... and she was eyeing it like a hungry lion eyes a gazelle. As she opened her mouth and moved her head toward my length in an attempt to get it into her mouth &#x2013; something surely every man she'd ever been with would have been eager to enjoy &#x2013; I moved my hips back and denied her what she wanted. With a whine of frustrated protest, she put both hands on my hips and pulled them forward as she once again lunged her face toward my cock... but she was denied again as I more forcefully moved my hips away and put my hands on each side of her face to hold her head away.



"Ah, ah, ah," I said with a smile. "You don't get that until I'm ready... and you're at least naked..."



What she heard was, "You can have my cock when you're naked." She immediately stood up and started pulling off her clothes.



"Help me," she said in frustration. She couldn't get naked fast enough. I was going to help all right, but probably not in the way she wanted. I stepped into her and pulled her close, keeping her hands from unbuttoning her blouse or unsnapping / unzipping her own jeans. I put my arms around her, grabbed her ass with both my hands, and pulled her body against mine as I lowered my mouth to her neck to begin the nibbling and sucking that I knew would only drive her more crazy with desire.



I was right. Within just a few seconds she was squirming in my hands and moaning incoherent words of desire. It was time to spring my surprise on her...



Pulling away just enough, I spun her around and pulled her back against me so that she could feel my throbbing erection against her ass, and I could put my hands around her, each finding a full breast with an erect nipple. Those I rubbed and pinched through her blouse / bra as I whispered into her ear. Her body never stopped moving and her hands seemed to stay busy as she reached back to caress my hips, constantly trying to reach between us to get at my cock.



"Are you hot, Holly?" I whispered in her ear, tweaking her nipples.



"You know I am," she moaned, still trying to get at my cock.



"Do I have something you want?" I asked with a devilish grin, the heat of my breath in her ear.



"God, yes," she almost moaned. "Why are you teasing me?" she said, a slight whine in her voice.



"Because I can," I answered her, still quietly whispering into her ear &#x2013; another erogenous zone for her. "Because it gives me great pleasure to see you so cock hungry and eager," I continued. And then, as I pinched both of her nipples hard at the same time and thrust my cock against her jean-covered butt, I said, "And because I want you so frustrated and hungry for pleasure that you do everything I tell you to without hesitation or question." Another moan escaped her.



"I will," she said breathlessly. "I'll do whatever you say... just get me undressed and let's do whatever you want..." Her body was still squirming and I could tell that her desires weren't getting any lower... she was ready to explode with frustration.



"We'll get there," I assured her as I moved one hand down to rub her pussy through her jeans. When she felt that pressure on her mound she put one of her own hands on top of mine and pushed it forcefully against her sex. With her hand she tried to move mine back and forth to rub her pussy... I pulled my hand away and went back to playing with her nipples. She groaned in frustration and tried to push my hand back down to her crotch but I resisted and kept playing with her nipples.



"You're being so mean," she said. "I want you now. I want to feel you moving into me..."



"Mm, hm," I smiled into her neck. "One of the things you're going to have to do if you want to feel me moving into you is learn how to say what you mean to match the way you feel at the moment..." She moaned in frustration, leading me to believe that she didn't understand what I meant, so I continued. "Do you want to make love, Holly?"



"Yes!" she hissed.



"Or do you want to GET FUCKED?" I asked her pointedly.



"Mmmm," she moaned for a moment, "fuck me," she said.



"Which is it, Holly? Do you want some soft romantic love making? Or do you want to be fucked like the cock-hungry cum-starved woman you are?"



"Oh, God," she moaned, her own hand finding its way to her rub her pussy through her jeans as I continued to push my hardness against her ass and my hands kept pinching and rolling her nipples through her clothes. I knew what was going on... she was trying NOT to cross that threshold where she'd completely lose control and give herself over to sex in whatever way was asked of her simply so she could get what she wanted. What she wanted was a hard cock oozing precum in her mouth, a tongue, fingers, ANYTHING in her cunt, and then some good hard fast fucking until her pussy exploded repeatedly under the onslaught. I knew her. She wanted cum injected deep into her sex... she wanted cum splattered onto her belly and chest... and if she really lost control she'd ask for my cum in her mouth or even more directly straight down her throat. All that passed through my mind as I held her close against me, letting the question hang... making love? Or serious fucking?



"Fuck me," she said softly. "Fuck me," she said again in a stronger voice. And then the damn broke... "Give me your cock however you want, but for the love of god FUCK ME!"



That was what I was waiting for and I planned to take advantage of it. "However I want?" I asked her, mimicking her words.



"Yes," she hissed, still squirming. "However you want... I'll suck it... you can fuck me standing up, bent over, on all fours... I'll ride you or you can pound me into the bed... but my pussy needs fucked so bad..."



"Awe," I said in sympathy. "Your pussy needs fucked?" She moaned and nodded yes as her hands once again began trying to work between our bodies to get at my cock. "Your pussy needs a nice hard cock slamming into it?" She moaned and nodded again, her hands still working but denied. "Your pussy needs to be stretched and filled and fucked and then stuffed with hot cum?" I asked.



"Yes!" she nearly exclaimed. I knew I was getting to her and it was being just SO much fun.



"What are you willing to do to get what your pussy needs?" I asked quietly in her hear, letting my tongue flick out across her earlobe and adding to her distress.



"Anything," she answered breathlessly.



"Anything?" I asked in a harsh tone.



"Anything!" she answered forcefully.



At that I pushed her away from me and said, "Strip!" She did without hesitation. I don't think she realized what was going on yet, but she kicked off her shoes, pulled her blouse off so fast that she almost ripped off the buttons, unhooked and THREW off her bra, and pushed off her panties and jeans together in a single motion. I stood watching, my hand idly stroking my cock, a single pearl drop of precum dripping from the swollen head as I watched her body exposed for my pleasure. As soon as she was naked she started to step toward me again.



"No!" I said quickly. "Over there," I pointed to the sofa. The look on her face was one of confusion, but she complied... she had said she'd do anything I told her to and she was being as good as her word &#x2013; and she desperately craved a good fucking and would do anything to get it at that point.



When she got over to the sofa she looked over her shoulder at me, knelt on the cushions, leaned forward so that her chest was against the backrest and looked over her shoulder at me. Her back was arched, her knees spread apart, and she knew that I had a delicious view of her puckered backdoor showcased above her swollen and glistening pussy lips. She was indeed in need of a good fucking. Her pussy was pink and open and looked like it was ready to suck in anything that got close. With one hand she crooked her finger at me as if inviting me over to start the fucking she thought she was going to get.



I shook my head at her and she looked at me in askance. "I'm not ready to give you that yet... you haven't earned it," I told her.



"Agh, shit..." she moaned sounding pissed and frustrated at the same time. "You're playing with me," she complained. "What do I have to do?"



"Stay just as you are," I told her, "and reach down to play with your pussy..." I knew she hated to masturbate when she had a man handy that could please her pussy. But I also knew that I enjoyed seeing her finger-fuck herself and I was going to enjoy a show this evening whether she liked it or not. This was but the first step in what I hoped would be an evening long journey into her becoming my total sex slave.



"No," she objected, wiggling her ass and pussy at me. "Come fuck me... I need your cock in me."



"Good girl," I said with a smile, still slowly stroking my length in her direction. "I like your language..." I let that hang for a second before continuing. "But you're not getting this," I said shaking my dick at her, "until I see you finger your pussy to at least one orgasm.... And if you're not fast about it, I may wait until you've gotten two."



"Please," she whined, "I don't want my own fingers. I've had them enough. I want you to slide that cock of yours into me... slide it in and pound me with it... you know you want to fuck me."



"You're absolutely right," I said to her. "But more than I want to fuck you I want to make you a fuck toy... you enjoy it... I enjoy it... and it will help us continue to build this sexual relationship on the best foundation possible... Now start finger-fucking that wet cunt you have pointed at me or get dressed and get out." I intentionally said the last part with a harsh tone to make her think I'd actually throw her out.



With some doubt in her eyes as she looked at me she absorbed what I'd said. Without moving at all, she looked me in the eye and asked, "How long do you plan on having me here to be your fuck toy tonight?"



I thought about that before answering. Was she trying to decide stay or go? Or was she just trying to weigh how much pleasure she was going to get tonight if she gave in and gave me my way? The true answer was that she was not giving in to give me "my" way... she'd be giving in to her own most basic desires: to be used and pleasured in every way in a manner she'd thoroughly enjoy &#x2013; as a sex toy... So I answered her bluntly: "Until you can't get my cock hard anymore or until you're pussy is too sore to be touched anymore."



She must have liked my answer because her right hand immediately found its way between her legs to rub her pussy... and soon I was rewarded with the sight of two of her fingers sliding into her sex... and a third soon followed... and I stood stroking my cock as I enjoyed watching her work her pussy toward orgasm. In between every few plunges of her fingers into her wetness, she'd pull them out and rotate them around on her clit... and before long their was more emphasis on rubbing her clit and then gradually her efforts were ALL focused on her clit.



As her first orgasm approached she looked up at the wall in front of her... and realized that there was a mirror hanging above my sofa, so she could see both me &#x2013; watching her and stroking my cock &#x2013; and the television which was still tuned to the soft-porn channel. And then her first orgasm washed over her and her eyes clenched shut as her face and upper body flushed red... and her hips began to buck as her fingers worked feverishly on her clit.



When the orgasm passed she slowed her hand, slid two fingers in and out of her pussy a few times, spreading around the abundant moisture her sex was flowing and her eyes met mine in the mirror. "Will you fuck me now?" she asked, her fingers still slowly working in her sex.



"No," I said, mostly just to be an ass. She'd argued more than I'd liked before being obedient and as punishment I was going to make her get another orgasm before I joined in the playing. "Get another orgasm and then you can have some cock," I told her. 



With a sigh of acceptance she shifted her focus to the television in the mirror and once again went back to working her pussy as, on the television, she watched a brunette riding a guy... of course, being a soft core channel, no penetration was shown but they got as close as they could without crossing that line.



Holly's second orgasm arrived faster than the first and she worked herself through it just as she had the first and then, when it had passed, she looked at me in the mirror and said, "There. You've gotten your show. Come fuck me."



Tisk tisk tisk. She'd never learn. "Oh, no," I said with an evil grin. "I said you'd get some cock... I didn't say you'd get fucked." I saw the look of confusion on her face and then her understanding slowly dawning...



"Then what...?" she asked half the question.



"Get on your knees here," I ordered her, pointing to the floor directly in front of me.



"But my pussy needs fucked so bad," she whined.



"And the longer you argue with me, the longer it will be before your pussy ever feels cock tonight.... Now get over here on your knees in front of me and start sucking my dick." I had a pissed off look on my face. "I don't like repeating orders... next time you argue you'll be going out the front door."



The look of disbelief on her face was priceless. She really didn't believe that I'd throw her out for being sexually disobedient, but she wasn't 100% sure of that judgment. Proving that she wasn't willing to risk it... and proving that she'd rather be ordered around than do without sex, she stood up and walked over to me, her eyes never leaving mine. When she was about a foot away, she knelt down and used both hands to grasp my manhood. One hand was immediately stroking my length while the other cupped and massaged my balls.



With my hands on either side of her head I gave her very careful instructions while I held her face away from my dripping shaft. "Make sure that you're sucking this cock because you WANT to... because you are addicted to having your mouth stuffed full... make sure you aren't doing me any favors... that you're tasting, licking, sucking and nibbling this cock because at this moment in your life nothing is more important than feeling my mouth full and your throat stretched by my stiff dick." Looking up at me from where she knelt on the floor, she nodded her understanding and opened her mouth wide.

<hr pg="2" />Did she really understand? I wasn't sure. So, to find out, as she sucked my length into her mouth, I held her head and forcefully pushed my cock into her mouth until I felt my swollen cockhead bang on the back of her throat. She gagged and pushed away. Looking up at me with a slight look of anger on her face she started to open her mouth to ask me what I was doing... The look on my face said she'd better not. The raised eyebrow made it clear that she'd better open her mouth back up and suck my cock like it was her favorite meal; a meal she hadn't had in years; and a meal she'd never have again. She'd better suck my cock like it she couldn't live without it while she savored every moment at the same time.



Seeing the look on my face she didn't say a word. Instead she opened her mouth as wide as she could get it, and &#x2013; with her eyes locked on mine &#x2013; she forced her head forward until once again my swollen cockhead banged on the back of her throat. When she got there she moved back and forth a few times, continually beating her throat with my hard shaft. It was obvious to both of us that she wasn't going to take the whole length in the position she was in, but she was obviously motivated to do so. Still, I was enjoying what she was doing so I let her keep trying. It certainly felt good to me and she was getting a fair amount of precum smeared all over her lips and tongue.



After a few minutes of my pretty much just fucking her face, I noticed that she had one hand in her crotch vigorously working her pussy while the other one continued to massage my balls. I was to the point where I wanted to test her deep throat capabilities... So I pulled her face off my length and told her to go back to the bedroom... Her face lit up like she had just walked into heaven and she practically bounded back to the bedroom. As she went I noticed two things:



1) her ass wiggled nicely when she moved like that, and 2) her thighs were shiny with her juices. She was flowing &#x2013; a sure sign of how horny she was.



In the bedroom she laid down on the bed and spread her legs high and wide, obviously inviting me to mount her. She thought she was finally going to get some fucking. Not yet!!



"Turn around," I told her. "Put your head over here," I said, pointing to the edge of the bed in front of me. At least this time, even with the questioning look on her face, she didn't hesitate. She immediately spun around and lay with her head on the edge of the bed looking up at my balls and stiff cock. "Move back toward me a little more," I told her. She did. Now her head was hanging off the edge of the bed and her throat was in a straight line from mouth to belly... THAT was what I wanted.



I bent my knees and lowered my cock toward her mouth. I noticed that she still had her legs spread wide and now both her hands were working in her crotch. I had no problem with that. As long as she did as she was told and became a nice obedient fuck toy, I couldn't care less how much she played with her pussy. One thing was obvious: she had gotten past her thoughts about not masturbating if she had a cock handy. She opened her mouth at the approach of my cock and closed her eyes. "Good girl," I thought as I pushed my length into her mouth.



This time when my cock hit the back of her throat I didn't stop pushing. She apparently hadn't done this before because I couldn't get my cock into her throat. She gagged and VERY quickly both of her hands were on my legs pushing me away.



As she caught her breath I said, "Problem?" She coughed a couple of times and breathed some more.



"No," she said seriously. "I just wasn't ready to try that. Let's try it again." Again I mentally praised her as she pulled my hips forward and opened her mouth. When my cock hit the back of her throat she paused in the pulling, took a deep breath through her nose and then pulled me some more. My cock seemed to not want to move &#x2013; stuck against the back of her throat. And then I felt her swallow and her throat opened and she took the other inch of my dick. I was impressed that I felt her hands pulling me HARD against her face... as her nose was nestled in my balls and I could see her throat stretch to accommodate my girth. She held it for as long as she could before pushing me back away.



After she coughed a time or two and had breathed deeply a few times, she looked up and asked, "Is that what you want? Do you want my body open to you?" I knew what she was asking.



"Yes," I said as I fondled one of her tits. "I want you to WANT me to use your body in every way... to take pride in how well you perform sexually... to accept my cock in any way I choose to give it and to revel in the power you have to please me."



"OK, then," she said, "This time don't just stuff your cock in my throat... once you're in, slide back and forth some... fuck my mouth if you want." She was getting the idea. She hadn't even said anything about where she did or didn't want my cum. Just, "...fuck my mouth..." I liked that.



She opened wide, pulled on my legs and I slid my cock into her mouth and almost straight down her throat. There was some hesitation at the back again, but she got past it fast and I was quickly buried balls deep. As she requested &#x2013; or permitted &#x2013; I stroked a few times in and out of her throat, feeling her muscles work and her lips clamped against my length as it slid in and out. When she couldn't hold her breath any longer she pushed me away. She obviously thought I was going to do that again as she caught her breath and opened her mouth wide again.



"No," I said. "You've earned some," I told her. "Turn around and put your ass over here on the edge of the bed... let me give you some of what you want." She moved so fast it looked like she had levitated off the bed to spin around. I didn't care if she laid on her back or got on all fours, but I figured she'd earned some fucking &#x2013; and her actions made it clear that she was eager for it!



She ended up on all fours in front of me... and as I looked down at her I saw her nicely curved hips framing her full ass cheeks, surrounding her puckered backdoor above her red and wet pussy lips. I'd get around to the backdoor later... for now I held my cock and rubbed the head up and down in between her pussy lips a few times. Every time my cockhead got near her hole she pushed back trying to get me inside. Because of the way I was holding my length the only thing she got for her efforts was the head of my dick spreading her lips... and a sharp smack on the ass from my other hand.



At the sound and sting of the first smack she jumped and said, "Ouch! What are you doing?" I didn't answer her. I kept rubbing my dick up and down her pussy slit. The next time she pushed back she got smacked again. She jumped from the sting but didn't say anything. The next time she pushed back she got smacked again. That time she didn't even jump... and her left ass cheek was pretty red. A hand print was clearly visible.



As I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slickness she pushed back nearly every time, and every time she pushed back I smacked her ass. After about ten good whacks she finally said, "Oh, please! Enough... Just fuck me!" As she said the last two words I lined up the head of my cock at her hole and pushed my hips forward as hard and as fast as I could. The word "me" came out of her like a groan as my length plunged into her and my swollen knob rammed into her cervix. Her pussy was hot, wet and clutching at my length like it was starving for cum.



Together we ground toward each other, forcing my length as far into her as I could reach... and then she started bucking. Her motions made it clear to me that she wanted some hard fucking and I accommodated her desires. Grabbing ahold of her hips, I pulled and thrust against her, pulling my length out until only my cockhead still split her open and then thrust back in as hard and fast as I could. Between my pulling and pushing, and her bouncing back and forth, we actually got a motion going on the bed so that she was going away and UP on the outstroke, and back and DOWN on the instroke. It made for some great fucking.



When I felt my balls starting to boil as my orgasm approach &#x2013; she had already had three or four &#x2013; I decided I wasn't ready yet. So I pulled out, told her to turn around again and offered her my cock. She hesitated just a second before opening her mouth and sucking my length in. I knew she wasn't fond of kissing me after I'd eaten her, so I knew she'd be even less fond of sucking her own cunt juices off my cock. Oh, well... she went at it with a gusto.



As I stood there enjoying the thought and feeling of her sucking and licking her own pussy juice mixed with my precum off my length, I considered what else was left that I wanted to accomplish. I wanted her to give herself to me completely... and I'd already had her mouth and pussy... all that remained was to fuck her tight ass. I wasn't sure I should go there yet though and began to think about how much I wanted to cum. Where to do it? Perhaps she could help...



Pulling my cock out of her mouth, I put my hands on her shoulders and rolled her over on the bed so that she was once again on her back with her head at the edge of the bed. Moving around to the other side of the bed, I looked down at her swollen fucked-red pussy lips between her legs &#x2013; which she was holding high and wide apart for me. There was no shame in how she showed off her open sex to me and the invitation was quite clear: she still wanted more fucking.



Climbing onto the bed I knelt between her thighs and guided my cockhead to the slick slit between her sex lips... Rubbing the head up and down I watched as she bucked her hips and tried to get my cock into her pussy. I withheld what she wanted and instead teased my cockhead across her erect, watching as she twitched with every pass and moaned her frustration as she hungered to be filled. I intended to use that to my advantage as I kept the teasing up...



"Does Holly's pussy need fucked?" I asked her in a soft voice.



"Yessss," she hissed, once again humping her hips in an effort to get what she wanted.



"Has Holly's mouth enjoyed the taste of hard cock?" I asked in the same soft voice.



"Mm, hmmm," she half moaned, have breathed out. "I love the way your cock feels and tastes..." She whimpered as my cock once again slid past her hole and she missed a chance to get filled.



"Does Holly's body need to be fucked some more?" I asked.



"Yesssss, please!" she whined, humping her hips and grabbing her knees to pull them even farther and higher apart.



"You've been a good little fuck toy," I said with an evil grin as I fed her pussy just the head of my cock. Her body jerked in response and then relaxed as open as she could get to invite even more into her sex.



"I love it," she whispered...



"You love cock?" I asked.



"Oh, I love cock," she replied, still trying to get more of my length into her pussy. "But I love being a fuck toy... I love having you push my limits..." That made my decision for me.



"We have one more limit to explore then," I said pulling my dick out of her pussy... and aiming for her ass.



"Noooo," she groaned, moving her hips sideways, trying to get away from my invading cock. That made it difficult for me to take my time. I was going to go slow, but if she wasn't going to cooperate I'd have to get in quick and then let her adjust.



"Yessss!" I half-giggled back at her.... Holding her hip with one hand and holding my cock with the other, trying to spear my length into her puckered back door each time she wiggled it by. A small voice in the back of my head reminded me that she'd said "no" and that I should be stopping. Then I realized that her hip wiggling wasn't meant to get my cock away from her ass: she was wiggling her hips just right to smear more pussy juice all over my cock which then smeared it across her ass... she was lubricating us both! I went with the program and decided that I would not penetrate her ass until she held still for it and asked for it. The wiggling continued another few minutes as I kept acting like I was trying to get into her ass and she kept acting like she was trying to keep me out.



Then the wiggling stopped and she said, "Oh, please... be gentle... I haven't had it there in a long time..."



Lining up my cockhead I rubbed it back and forth a few times to make sure that indeed things were adequately lubricated and then I slowly pushed my swollen knob into her tight sphincter. As my cockhead popped past her tight rosebud, she shuddered and then began to cum. With her orgasm came a language I'd never before heard from her.



"Oh, yes!" she screamed. "Fuck that ass. Take it! Fuck it!! Use it!" I didn't see the need to argue. After a few slow strokes to make sure we were smooth and properly lubed (just to double check) I increased the speed of my strokes and made them longer: from only cockhead in to balls deep on every stroke. I watched her put a hand into her crotch as her fingers began vigorously rubbing her pussy. Her other hand was busy pinching, twisting and pulling on her nipples, back and forth spending a few seconds on each one.



My orgasm built quickly and I had to ask her where she wanted it...



"Fuck my ass!" was the response I got. "Cum in it! Fill it! Uhhhh... I need to feel your cum inside me..." Another orgasm flowed through her body as well when my cock began to swell, jump and spit, jetting thick ropes of hot cum into her bowels. I felt like her transition into a willing fuck toy was complete. We'd soon see.



After my cock began to go soft and I had pulled it from her backdoor, we both relaxed for a few moments to catch our breath... When I could breath normally, I had to ask her a few more questions:



"So, is this what you wanted to have happen when you decided to come over?" I inquired.



"Not exactly," she gave me a Cheshire grin. "But it was more than enjoyable. I haven't had sex this thorough or this good in years."



"So you'd like to come over again sometime soon and be this thoroughly used?" I continued on.



"Unless you can use me even more," she answered with that same grin still on her face.



"I'm only human," I chuckled. "If you can keep getting me hard, I can keep moving it, but there is a limit." I was quiet for a moment. "But if you need more fucking there are always other options..."



"I'm open to options," she said quietly.



"Toys are one," I said simply.



"I like toys," she said.



"Other cocks are another," I added. She was silent for a few moments before saying anything else.



Finally she said, "What you do with your fuck toy is your decision. When I come over here for sex with you I know full well that I'm submitting to do whatever you ask or tell me to do. If that involves other cocks... although I don't have a specific desire for that... I'll do what you say."



That took me by slight surprise. "You don't have a fantasy that involves fucking more than one man?"



"Of course," she replied. "I think all women do." She was quiet and thought for another moment. "But sex with you is the best I've had in the past few years. I'm content with it until YOU decide something else is needed."



"I think I understand what you're saying," I said. "But I want you to completely understand where I'm coming from: We're friends and I enjoy our friendship. But I'm not looking for another girlfriend. I'm not looking for my next wife. When you come over to visit you need to understand, as you walk through my door, you're agreeing to be my fuck toy &#x2013; in whatever way I decide to use you &#x2013; and if I have company, you're agreeing to be their fuck toy as well. Once you come in my door you are a sexual tool to be pleasured and used however we see fit."



"And I know that," she said. "I think I'll probably enjoy it, but the idea also scares me and makes me feel cheap."



"Did anything we did tonight make you feel cheap?" I asked her.



"Not yet," she replied. "Although I sometimes think only a slut enjoys anal sex."



"You shouldn't feel that way about yourself," I said seriously. "You're a healthy adult female who is open to the sexual pleasures her body can enjoy and you should open yourself to that enjoyment in every way. If that means you enjoy anal sex, then so be it. If that means that one day you WANT to have sex with multiple partners, then so be it. You should never feel ashamed of your sexual desires."



She sighed. "I'm sure you'll help me work through anything that might be bothering me," she said. And then with another breath, she reached for my soft cock and began tugging on it to get me hard again. "In the meantime, what other uses might you have for your fuck toy tonight?"



Taking my self-admitted fuck toy into the shower I directed her to soap me up, clean me thoroughly and then get on her knees to get me hard again. She obeyed every order without hesitation and we enjoyed another couple of hours of sex that night. She left when we were through but her last comment going out the door was, "Let me know when you need me to hostess a party or anything... I don't mind serving you and your guests."



THAT was an invitation if I ever heard one. I think I'll have to explore it in the near future. 

