The Briar and the Rose

Unbelievable

I am fucking exhausted, we’ve been at it for two days now. The flesh of my cock is sensitive and aches in a dull way that is still strangely pleasurable. The muscles in my arms, legs and throughout my core are aching too. She’s one hell of an exercise machine. Somehow, through all of this we are still fucking. Her legs are locked behind me and pulling me towards her, setting the fast and steady pace. Her left hand is on my hip, pushing back against me. She is very petite and has never been able to handle my entire length inside her. My arms are beginning to shake from holding myself up but I can’t stop now, she is so close to coming. She’s getting louder and I can feel the first pulses around my cock. Her legs wrap around me tighter and she is holding my hips back less and less with each thrust. Her hips shift and her back arches so my hips hit her clit a little harder. The burn in my arms is almost too much to stand when she finally comes.

My arms give out and I collapse on top of her, taking this opportunity for a long wet kiss. Her orgasm is still shaking through her and she swivels her hips under me to extend the sensation. I can’t believe she is still coming but the contracting waves gripping my cock make it plainly clear that she is. My tender swollen flesh can feel every muscle contraction inside her, moving in slow motion through her. Starting deep inside her and traveling past my head down over my shaft getting stronger and tighter as they go. The motion of her hips gets more and more intense as she fights to keep this going. Without a warning she flips us both over and gets on top of me, holding my body against hers as we roll over to keep me deep inside. She shifts her weight, taking in a little more of me and searching for the limit between pleasure and pain. The pulses of her orgasm have quieted a little but are still going on. Her whole body is rocking with each wave as it rolls through her. Each contraction is amazing for me as well, wetter than the best blowjob and more tender than any hand but a strong and complex stroking. I want more of this so I pull my hips back, withdrawing almost completely and then drive back into her with a strong hard thrust. She lets out a sharp, high “ungh” and for second I worry that I’ve hurt her. But she lifts her hips and drives back down on to me in almost the same motion punctuated with another yelp of pleasure. Our hips sync in motion and we both are overcome by the intensity of this feeling. She has me gripped so tightly inside her that she can feel each throbbing pulse of my cock as she builds the tension in me. At the end of each thrust she holds me there savoring the contact between us. After the first few quick thrusts she slows down the speed and ramps up the intensity. She lifts herself slower and slower, squeezing me tighter as she withdraws. She holds the head of my cock in her lips and shows off how strong her pussy is. Then she slides this amazing grip down along me, faster than the upstroke but slow enough that we both savor every little movement. I can’t believe what I’m feeling. My orgasm comes slowly, starting deep inside me and tumbling forward through my body. It feels like I release in slow motion, like she is pulling it through me. Her intensity matches mine and the rush of this feeling has made me oblivious to the fact that we are both practically screaming out in pleasure. The people in the hotel suite next door are getting a real treat.

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jake501:

I only had 30 minutes left in St. Louis, but so far, everything was going well.

I had been talking to Emma online for a year, but we had never actually met. We exchanged photos and did some video chatting. There was a late night or two where body parts were bared. There were a couple of drunken evenings that ended with sweat and heavy breathing and lots of cleanup, but there had never been actual contact.

That changed when my flight across country added a stop over in St. Louis. She said she’d meet me for the hour I had, and we were halfway through the time, and two beers and a shot into our speedy getting-to-know you liquid lunch.

The booze had helped shed away the initial nerves, and now she was laughing at my jokes, even the ones that weren’t funny, and doing that flirty thing girls do where they laugh and touch you on the arm.

I think her comfort level was high because she had found someone recently — in the real world — so any sexual tension that might have been here was, in theory, alleviated, because she thought, coming into this meeting, that it was just two old friends. My penis — which once was a prominent topic of all of our conversations — had yet to come up once. But I knew time was not on my side, and I had to make a move.

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Bath Time

Our day in the city had been so magnificent, Sir treated me to an outrageously decadent dinner, champagne and desserts after a day of shopping fit for a princess. He was rewarding me for being such an obedient and loyal pet. I had pleased him and he appreciated it ever so much. We stepped out into the night where a chill had taken the air. Sir, took off his coat and draped it over my shoulders. As he fit his coat around me his hands slid down along the curves of my body and he pushed my hair aside with his face to kiss my neck. His wet lips left my neck moist and the cool night air touching his wet kiss sent a shiver through me. “Soon, Ana” he said to me. “I will give you the rest of your reward.” I shivered again, this time in anticipation of what he had in store for me.

He held my hand sweetly as we walked by the river towards the hotel, stealing kisses like an innocent schoolboy along the way. This sweetness made me hungry for him. He was teasing me, he knows me, all my desires and he teased me like this. My heart began pounding in my chest as we walked into the lobby, I knew once we reached our room I would get what I had been craving. Sir would let go of this innocent charade and ravage me with his lust and his power. As we stepped into the elevator I felt a drip from my pussy run down my leg. Sir must have seen it too, but he just looked at me and smiled. When the bell rang for out floor he led me too our door and into the room. It was a good thing he had the key card because by this point my hands were shaking with excitement. He stepped into the room and I entered behind him. He spun around suddenly and slammed the door. It closed with such a crash that I gasped in surprise. His arms on either side of me pinned my back to the door and he kissed me hard on the mouth, his lips smashed against mine, his tongue penetrating my mouth and teeth nipping at my lips. His body now held me there and his hands tore his coat from my shoulders, He had pulled it down behind me in a way that pinned my arms at my side and drove my breasts up and together. He tore at my dress, ripping the fabric to get his mouth at my nipples. He kissed them as savagely as he had just kissed me, sucking and biting at them pulling so much of my flesh into his mouth. As he suckled each tit in turn he did away with his coat and the rest of my dress, while he remained fully clothed. My hands reached for his belt but he slapped them away. “What is it you want, my pet.” I knew better than to take without asking.

“Can I please have your cock, Sir?” I asked, looking him straight in the eyes. He nodded and whipped his belt from his waist in one swift motion. My eyes followed the belt’s arc through the air, hoping it would land on my backside but he only teased me with it. I dropped to my knees and proceeded to undress him. I removed his shoes and socks before unbuttoning his pants. I ran my hand along his cock as a I unzipped him, he was already completely hard. As I pulled his pants down his erection sprung up and bounced against my cheek. My mouth instinctively reached for it. I flicked the tip of my tongue over the head and admired the glistening trail of spit that it left. His cock twitched and I felt his hand twist into my hair and pull my head back and away from him. “Please, Sir. I want it”. His hand gripped tighter, pulling my hair so hard I feared it would tear from my scalp. “Can I taste you?” He released his grip and I dove for his cock, my mouth wide open. I had been salivating in anticipation so he slid deep and wet into my throat and I was craving him so badly that I didn’t even realize I was nearly choking on him already. Usually I need to build up to deep-throating Sir’s large thick cock but I was so hungry for it that night it didn’t phase me. He was clearly impressed because I could already taste precum on my tongue as I continued to suck him off. He lost himself in the pleasure I gave him and faster than I could ever remember began to throb in my mouth, ready to burst. I grabbed his cock in my hand at this sign and pulled him out of my mouth to watch him erupt onto me. He spurt out onto my breasts and I rubbed his seed on my skin with one hand while jerking the rest of his orgasm from him with the other. The second burst shot harder and I managed to get some with my tongue as the rest dripped from my chin. Sir, was pleased. He sat down at the end of the bed and let out a huge sigh. He would recover quickly and then he would give me my real reward.

“Look at the mess you made, why don’t you go run yourself a nice hot bath” I wanted to feel his cum on my body longer but I went to the bathroom to fill the tub as he instructed. I plugged the drain at the bottom and turned on the hot water to fill it up. I sat myself on the counter and began absentmindedly playing with my pussy as the tub filled with water and the bathroom began to fill with steam. I though about Sir’s cock and how good it tasted, I thought about his belt and how much I wanted to feel it strike my flesh. I thought about how wet I was and how I needed him inside me. All these thoughts overwhelmed me and I let out a moan of pleasure as my fingers raced over my clit. This got his attention and before I knew it he was standing in the bathroom doorway watching me fuck myself with my fingers. “Is your bath ready? because you certainly look ready, pet” I stopped just before I came and looked to him for direction. His eyes looked sharply to the tub. “Why don’t you get into your bath.”

Fear and excitement leaped in my throat and clenched my chest. I had left only the hot water tap running, expecting I would have time to let it cool to a comfortable temperature before entering. The hotel water heater was not like the one at home, this water had steam roiling over the surface. “Go on, and get in your bath. You clearly need a bath. Look at you. You are dripping wet and covered in cum” He was right, I was filthy. My eyeshadow had run when his cock fucked my throat, and my face, tits and stomach were all splashed with his semen. I walked over to the tub and timidly pushed one foot slowly into the water. At the first touch upon my toes, pain jolted my senses. I forced myself not to recoil and pushed deeper and deeper, past my ankle. It burned my toes worst of all, a tingly pain that shot up through my body. I didn’t let it stop me, the water rose up my calf and then behind my knee introducing me to a whole new pain as a it engulfed that tender flesh. The second leg was easier, I knew what to expect with this one. I was tempted to put the whole leg in at once, like tearing off a band-aid but I saw the way he was watching me, so I slipped it into the scalding water every bit as slowly as I had the first leg. His cock was hanging fat and heavy before my second foot was on the bottom of the tub.
I took a brief moment to gather myself and feel the intensity shooting up my legs, knowing I was nowhere near finished with my task. I took a deep breath in and as I slowly exhaled I bent my knees, letting the water rise up the first half of my thighs. The burn took on a deeper feeling of pleasure now. I was scared. I could feel the steam rising up and blowing across my pussy. I was already so wet the rising steam only added to it. I bent my knees further and braced my hands against the back lip of the tub. My buttocks and pussy were only inches above the water. My thighs were shaking and my feet had gone numb. Sir walked over to the edge of the tub and leaned over me. He kissed me gently on the forehead and I lowered myself into the water. First my ass went in and it felt like the hardest spanking I had ever been given. I let out a hard gasp, but not one of complete pain. It was enough of a shock that I had recoiled and raised back out. The next attempt went deeper and my whole bottom was engulfed in the scalding water. But again I pulled out. I had arched my hips up to protect my delicate lips but I knew I could only avoid that for so long.

Sir kissed his fingers and dipped them into the water between my legs. He cupped his hand and lifted a handful of water out and poured it over me. It ran down over my clit and felt like it had been slapped. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes tight but in that moment it was over. The water cooled quickly on my body in contact with the cooler air. I opened my eyes to see that now Sir was filling a small cup with water. This one he poured onto my nipples and it burned as hot or hotter than candle wax causing my arms to shake and my ass it dip into the tub. I loved it. The spank of the hot water on my ass and the sting on my breasts. I let out a soft moan. He was refilling the cup and poured another right over my breasts. I was more attentive to the feeling of this one. The initial sharp shocking scald as the water hit my flesh, followed by the warm embrace as it spread out over my body then the nearly immediately cold feeling as the cooler air contrasts with the wet skin, last the throbbing pain of the gentle burn as the nerves recover from the intensity of it all. Now I wanted to get in the tub. I needed to know what it felt like to have my body in there. Before he could fill a third cup I lowered myself completely into the water. I shrieked in pain and pleasure as my hips sank in the water until I was fully seated in the tub, I continued down, sliding so my stomach was submerged and the water rose up over my breasts. I lost all sense of time and space as the sensation washed over me and the water rose to my chin. I was completely engaged in this feeling, every nerve of my body being throttled by the temperature of the water. I was ready to dunk my head below the water when I felt two large hands on either side of my face.

He pulled me up gently. He was bent over me and kissed me softly on the lips. I rose to my feet and threw my arms around him. His body stung my nerves as I pressed my body against his, the coarseness of his chest hair prickled my sensitive breasts. He hoisted me up in the air and carried my gently into the bed. Laying me down, still dripping wet. He began kissing my breasts ever so softly, but with my nerves still on fire from the tub each kiss felt like an explosion. His fingers traced gentle lazy lines along the curves of my body. The pleasure welled inside me and the instant his fingers touched my clit I let go and came. I surprised him and he wanted to give me more. His fingers played gently with my pussy and he licked delicately at my nipples, aware of how sensitive the bath had made me. I came again and again from these delicate touches. The burning amplified each sensation and I lost track of how many times he made me come. At last, exhausted I collapsed beside him and gazed up at him smiling down at me. “You clean up real nice, Ana” he said as he kissed me goodnight and lay beside me.