Part Two

It was impossible right from the start.
They were both involved with other people and their lives couldn’t be more different.  Nobody would ever have guessed these two shared a secret. But if you looked just a little beyond the surface,  you might see that they were exactly what the other needed.
Thankfully no one ever looks beyond the surface.
After months of wondering what could be, she decided to slowly spell out for him how she felt. Considering he was the only man who has ever reduced her to a shy, quiet shell of her former self, this proved challenging for her. He never once gave her any sign that he wanted her.
Nonetheless, she decided she wanted him. To her utter amazement the feeling was mutual and she hugged the secret to herself while she tried to figure out how they could meet. After mulling over their options, she decided a quiet motel would be ideal.  She booked a room and waited anxiously for the day to arrive when they would meet.
After what seemed like an eternity,  the day came. She agonized over what to wear until she realized that it didn’t really matter. If she had her way, she wouldn’t be wearing her clothes for too long anyway.
She arrived first and waited for him. She could imagine the thoughts going through his mind.
Is this right? What if we’re seen? What if she wants more than I’m prepared to give? What if we end up really liking each other?
She hoped he would push the thoughts from his mind as she had. She knew his situation and she had no desire to cause him problems. Yet she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to wrap her legs around his body as he fucked her.
He knocked at the door and her heart pounded as she opened it. Finally they were alone together. 
If he thought she wanted to talk a little first, she quickly disillusioned him. She had waited far too long to waste the little time they had together talking and voicing their fears.
She kissed him passionately,  loving the way he bit her bottom lip. He decided then that he would forget about everything else and enjoy her.
He undressed her slowly, admiring her petite build. Wickedly he thought how easy it would be to pick her up and fuck her up against the wall.  Once she was stripped down to just her black thong,  he pushed her down onto the bed, looking over her slowly. They only had this short amount of time together and he wanted to memorize every inch of her. Her breasts were small, no more than a handful and her skin was like silk. He ran his hands up her legs, stopping to touch her slit. He could feel the wetness through her panties. Silently she willed him to take them off. He was in no such rush, and he slowly rubbed her clit. She moaned and he could feel her getting wetter and wetter.  He hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down.
She shivered as she watched him undress. A part of her couldn’t believe her luck. This gorgeous man was here with her!
Naked, he licked her slit, loving her sweet taste. Flicking her clit with his tongue it wasn’t long until he could feel her cumming. He licked faster and faster until she moaned his name and he felt her legs begin to quiver.  He couldn’t wait any more and he moved on top of her and she felt his hard cock slide in.
He was big and it stretched her. How she loved the feeling…
He fucked her hard, aware that sex with her was infinitely more erotic than anything he’s ever experienced. There would be time to think about why this was later. For now he just wanted to go with it. He could do what he wanted with her and that turned him on. He put her legs on his shoulders and plunged his cock in deeper. She gave a little scream but when she felt another orgasm starting she lifted her hips as if to beg for more.
When he felt she’d had enough he pulled out of her and told her to get on top. Blushing, she quickly obeyed and straddled him.
She slowly rocked her hips back and forth, taking every inch of his cock inside her. He grabbed her hips urging her to go faster and harder. After two orgasms she didn’t think she could handle any more and she shook her head. He looked up at her and their eyes met. He held her gaze and said one word.
And she did. He felt her pussy throbbing around his cock and he reached up and grabbed her breasts, squeezing her nipples until she stopped moaning.
“Now suck it” he said.
Exhausted,  she climbed off of him and took his cock in her mouth. She tasted her juices on him and she wanted more. She took every inch in her mouth and he gripped the back of her head to hold her there as he came. She felt his cum slide down her throat and she swallowed greedily.  It was delicious and she couldn’t get enough. His nails dug into her skin one last time and then he was done. She had sucked every drop out and was finally satisfied.
She got up and sat by the window, lighting a cigarette. As she smoked she wondered what would happen next. Would their story end here? Would the day come where she would run into him by chance and they would politely say hello, their faces never betraying their secret?
Whatever happened would be his decision. That she knew. Despite the fact that she was more attracted to him than ever, she knew she could still be his friend and be happy for him. Jealousy had never been a quality she possessed.
He watched her intently.  He didn’t need to ask what was on her mind. He was thinking similar thoughts.
Maybe their paths would cross again.  And maybe their situations will have changed.  But for now they would be two very different people who shared a secret.


Fisting 101

“What’s your deepest, darkest fantasy?”
I turned my head towards Him and blushed. There was one thing I enjoyed but I had never told Him. I had always felt that it was a secret best kept hidden. I squirmed and turned away from Him as I was picturing my kink in my mind. He seemed to enjoy seeing me so uncomfortable and persisted with His question.
“Princess…Tell. Me”
His tone told me that I couldn’t evade His questioning any longer and I stuttered as I replied.
“Ummm, well, I kind of, sort of enjoy feeling, ummmm stretched.”
There. I had said it and there was no going back. My dirty little secret was exposed for Him to see. I could only hope He wouldn’t have a change of heart about our new found relationship. Looking back, I smile to myself as I realize how unfounded my worries were.
“Stretched, you say? I think I could make your fantasy a reality for you” He said as He got up off the bed and went to the closet where all the toys were kept. I was still somewhat of a novice when it came to all things kink. All I knew then was that I felt a very real need to submit. It wasn’t something I could explain back then, but I craved giving myself up entirely to something greater than myself. I needed to relinquish all control and I loved pain more than anything. Before I found Him all I could think about was what it would feel like to be on the receiving end of a crop or whip or paddle. How exquisite the sharp sting would feel on my backside and I wondered how far I could be pushed before I broke.
These were things I would learn about in time. His time. With an uncanny ability to peer into my mind, He knew what I needed and when I needed it. This insight is what made it so easy for me to trust Him, quite literally, with my life.
He came back to where I sat on His bed with a small spreader bar with a chain attached to it and a bottle of lube. Curiosity got the better of me and I asked what He had planned. He smiled His gorgeous smile and told me that He could tell me, but He’d rather show me.
Eager to obey, I hopped out of bed with enthusiasm and made my way to the centre of the room. Above my head was a hook that He attached the spreader bar to. He turned me around so that my hands were behind me and He strapped my wrists into the spreader bar. How I loved the feeling of helplessness! Knowing that I was completely at His mercy made me so hot and so wet.
He shortened the chain so that my arms were almost straight out behind me. I had never been bound quite like that before, but I knew right away that I loved it. It would be a challenge to be able to maintain that position and I devoured the opportunity to show off my endurance. I laugh now at my naivete, and I cringe when I think of how clueless I must have seemed, but He assures me it was an adorable cluelessness.
Within minutes the ache in my arms set in. My shoulders felt like they were on fire after ten minutes but I suffered in relative silence. I was determined that I would remain quiet and not beg for mercy. Truth be told, I didn’t want any. Although I was in restraints facing a man holding a bottle of lube, I felt like I was home. This was exactly where I wanted to be.
His fingers hooked into the sides of the shorts I was wearing and He slid them down my legs, grazing my skin with His fingertips as He took them off. I shivered and as I shook I was reminded of the throbbing pain in my shoulders and vowed to remain perfectly still. When I was naked from the waist down He produced another longer spreader bar and attached it to my ankles. I was completely spread eagle, completely vulnerable as He moved behind me. He gripped a handful of flesh on my ass and squeezed it roughly. I moaned happily and felt my pussy begin to throb, aching for Him to be inside me.
As I fantasied about Him fucking me from behind I felt His hand come down hard on my ass. I lurched forward and groaned as my shoulders ached and I struggled to regain my balance. With each blow I fought to stay as still as I could. I had no choice but to stay in one spot and accept the spanking. There was no escape from it and even if there were, I doubt I would’ve wanted to.
When He felt I had taken enough, He reached for the bottle of lube and I was nervous about what He had in mind. My biggest concern was that He would fuck my then-virgin ass. We had discussed it before, but I didn’t feel ready to try anything more than plugs and beads. I berated myself for not specifying that the stretching I had in mind was not for anal.
Thankfully my fears were unfounded. I felt a wet finger slide in my pussy. I breathed a sigh of relief and I heard Him laugh behind me.
“No Princess. I wasn’t going to do that” He whispered.
How does He get in my head like that? How did He know, with one sigh, that I was scared He would put His cock in my ass?
I would’ve mulled over this question further but He slid another finger inside me and then another. This was a new sensation. I could feel the inside of my pussy being spread wider and wider as He moved His fingers apart inside me. When the fourth finger pushed its way into my wet slit I came. With His free hand He spanked me as I throbbed around His fingers and I screamed for more. Always willing to oblige, He slid His thumb in. He was not knuckle deep in me and the feeling was absolutely breathtaking. I could feel my insides being stretched and it was making me so fucking wet. It was a sharp sting as my skin was spread apart, and an incredible feeling of fullness. I wanted even more and I tried to slide down His hand, needing to feel all of it in me.
He laughed at my impatience and as He felt my pussy open up to Him, He went even deeper. I moaned and could feel another orgasm starting. My hips bucked wildly back and forth and as He felt the throbbing begin for a second time, He pushed deeper and as His entire fist entered me, I came.
He slid His hand in and out and spanked my ass hard. I felt my legs buckle underneath me and I was ready to collapse. I felt so violated, so exposed and so fucking turned on as I throbbed around His wrist. This was one reality that was better than the fantasy, I remember thinking.
After I was completely drained He slid His hand out slowly, savoring every second of it as much as I was. I whimpered quietly as I felt His fist leave my pussy. I knew I couldn’t take any more but I wanted to desperately.
He patted my red ass gently and whispered that there was all the time in the world to play again. I shivered again as I felt His breath tickle my ear. Bending down, He unhooked my ankles and then reached up to free my wrists. He caught me as I fell into His arms and He scooped me up and carried me to his bed. I turned on my stomach so I wouldn’t have to lay on my sore ass. Knowing exactly where it hurt, He began massaging my shoulders and back.
I remember feeling so loved, so protected and so absolutely happy. I knew that this was just the first chapter of what I’m sure would be a wickedly kinky love story.
~Bella xo

Off Topic

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~Bella xo