Tongue Tied

I met him on a chat. He was from a city 2,000 miles away but we connected instantly. Perhaps it was because he was originally from my hometown but I think it was because he had a relaxed way about him. Talking to him was the easiest thing to do and it was nothing for us to spend 4-5 hours on the phone. Sex was always a popular topic of conversation, that’s for sure. One of the things we have in common is a high sex drive and a wicked imagination … wicked in every way, might I add. Soon I was telling him all about my inner most desires and fantasies. With anybody else I would have been embarrassed but he always made me feel at ease.

I have never been confident about my body. Not only was I very tall – 6ft to be exact – but I had about 40 pounds extra on my frame. We would often talk about me wearing stiletto heels with stockings or a fantastic pair of over the knee black stiletto boots. He is a little shorter than me so I had some misgivings about donning a pair of 6” heels but he was undeterred. He found the idea a real turn on. So did I.

Now when some people hear about a 6ft tall woman wearing stiletto boots a Dominatrix might come to mind … but I am far from the dominating type. What turns me on is a man in control. He understood that and aimed to please. Our phone sex was incredible. The man could have me Cumming in no time at all. His voice and his imagination always sent me over the edge.We were driving each other nuts sexually and so had to make plans to meet. I won’t bore you with the details except to say that I booked a flight and the stage was set. The morning I was to leave I dressed accordingly … very short skirt, black stockings and stiletto pumps to show off my great legs … and a red jacket unzipped to leave my cleavage on display. As I sat waiting to board, I was getting some looks from two salesmen types across the room … but I only had one man on my mind.

I walked through the sliding door of the terminal gate and there he was. Although we had exchanged pictures, I was not prepared for how unbelievable he was. Our eyes met and the chemistry was as powerful as it was over the phone. I nearly ran into his arms and pressed myself against him as we hugged. He smelled as good as he looked.

“You look fantastic,” he said, running his hands over my back and ass. I didn’t say anything but I could feel his hardness already. I stepped back and modeled for him. He nodded approvingly. “You look good enough to eat.” My cheeks were flushed with excitement and a bit of shyness. I wasn’t used to having a man like him compliment me that way. “Why thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself, “I beamed. He was wearing a beige dress shirt, black dress pants and matching black and beige tie.

My clit felt tingly.While we waited for my luggage to arrive, he kept his arm around my waist and several times I caught him staring at my tits. “Like what you see?” I asked him coyly. “Oh most definitely,” he replied. Just to prove it he took his finger and caressed the top of my cleavage. Shivers ran up and down my spine and my pussy was definitely getting wet.Being the perfect gentleman, he carried my luggage to the car, still looking me over like a prized possession.

I love that about a man. I love being “his woman”. For the man I am dating I consider myself his, own personal sex slave. Not in a derogatory way but strictly a toy for his pleasure. He knew this and brought it into our phone role playing. Now we were together in person and I was shaking with anticipation at what it would be like to fuck him and be fucked.As we drove, he put his hand on my knee. I knew that the sight of my legs adorned with silky black stockings would be to his liking. My skirt had hiked up just high enough that he could see the tops of my stockings. At one point he traced a finger along the lace, occasionally touching bare skin. He was driving me wild and he knew it. The bulge in his crotch showed me that I was doing the same to him.

I don’t remember the walk from the car to the house … what I do remember was the sound of the front door closing and a pair of hands cupping my breasts from behind. Like a caged animal finally released, I sighed heavily and pressed my ass back against him. His erection seemed to strain against the material of his pants. It wanted some pussy and it wanted some now.“God you are fucking sexy,” he moaned, kissing the back of my neck and teasing my now rock hard nipples with his fingers. I could only groan in reply. My tits are hypersensitive and he knows that I can cum just from having them played with. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

His words were like hot brands on my body. Every nerve ending was alive and exploding. He turned me around and started to kiss me. His tongue explored my mouth and I sucked on it greedily. Lips against lips, our hands explored each other’s bodies. His were all over my ass and then he ran his fingertips up the sides of each stockinged thigh.“Oh God, “ I breathed into his mouth, savoring the actions of his tongue. “Please fuck me. I need your cock right now!”

With that he took my hand and led me up the stairs to his bedroom. Once through the door he pushed me down onto the bed and was on top of me. He kissed me hungrily on the lips and then made his way to my earlobes, all the while assaulting my body with his hands. I could only squirm and moan beneath him. I had waited so long to fuck him that I was overcome with lust.

My body had taken over and my mind was along for the ride. I had spread my legs automatically when he got on top of me and so now he was pushing his hard cock against my soaked panties. My hips thrust upwards out of instinct, wanting to take all of him into me.“I think my Princess wants some cock, “he groaned into my ear, his breathing getting heavier. “Is that what you want Princess?” I found my voice. “Yes, Daddy. I need your cock. I want you to fuck me!”“That’s a good girl,” he said. Now he was tracing his tongue along my cleavage. “Such beautiful tits . . . just for Daddy to suck on, right Princess?” “Yes, Daddy. Just for you.”

Suddenly he grabbed at the neck of my jacket and ripped it open. I gasped in shock but it only made me wetter.I was wearing a black push up bra, the delicate lace barely covering my creamy white tits. His hands were on them in a flash, squeezing and pushing them together. My nipples were pushing through the material and he saw that as an invitation. He started sucking on them through the lace, his tongue flicking at the hard buds. Without missing a beat he used his teeth to grab a hold and pulled my bra up, exposing my tits. “God those are great tits,” he said, running his palms over the nipples. “Do you want Daddy to suck them?” “Oh please suck them Daddy,” I begged. My nipples hardened even more when his hot mouth closed over them. He sucked at them like a baby, making slurping noises and moaning at the same time. I started to buck wildly and thrash beneath him. I pushed upwards, driving my tits deeper into his mouth. He grabbed my hands and held them above my head, pinning me to the bed. “Daddy’s got a surprise for you,” he grinned. Then, without warning, he sat up. The sudden release of my nipples made a popping sound. He removed his tie and began winding it around my wrists. My hands hadn’t moved from above my head. I squirmed but he didn’t stop.When he decided that the tie was secure, he reached over and got a piece of rope from the nightstand. Fastening one end to the tie, he attached the other to the headboard. I was helpless and at his mercy.He looked down at me from all fours. “I love seeing my Princess bound up like the little slut that she is.”


I pulled at the restraint but it was useless. “You can’t get away. Daddy’s got you now, “he said with a laugh. Reaching over to the nightstand again he picked up a pair of scissors. My eyes widened in anticipation for I knew what he was about to do. The sharp metal felt cold against my hot skin as he slid it under my bra strap. Snap! Went the first one. Then the other one. Snap! He pulled it off and threw it on the floor. My tits jiggled with his every move.I was panting now, realizing what he was going to do next. He threw the scissors on the floor and starting pulling my skirt down. It didn’t take long. “Wow. You’re wearing garters for Daddy, such a good girl.” He tugged at the strips of material and then placed his forefinger directly over my soaked crotch. “

You’re so wet, Princess.”He began to caress the flimsy strip that hardly covered my smooth pussy. I knew he liked a bare pussy and I had made an appointment just the day before to have it completely waxed. The lack of hair meant that the nerve endings in my skin were now ultrasensitive and the touch of his fingers caused it to tingle. “Mmmmm, nice smooth pussy,” he said, smiling approvingly. “Just how Daddy likes it.” He kept his eyes on mine as he at first gently probed around the crotch and then slipped a finger underneath.

my reflexes took over and I felt my hips grind upwards. I wanted his fingers inside my wet walls. I wanted his cock there even more.He must have read my mind because now he was teasing my hard clit with two fingers. I could feel the pressure of sexual tension building and I knew that if he kept at what he was doing, I would soon cum. He said not a word but just watched me … then he withdrew his hand.“No Cumming for my Princess just yet,” he grinned. I cried out in desperation, “Oh please Daddy! Make me cum! I can’t stand it!!” I was panting like an animal in heat but he acted like he didn’t hear me. My thighs were quivering uncontrollably as my body perched on the edge of release. Out of reflex I tried to squeeze my legs together, hoping that would give me the orgasm I needed, but he grabbed them and spread them apart. “You will cum when Daddy says so!”, he commanded with a voice that I had never heard from him before. He was definitely in control.

To make sure of his wish he pulled two scarves from under the mattress and began tying my ankles to the bedposts. Now I was spread-eagled, bound strictly for the pleasure of this man who so completely pervaded my senses. He quickly undressed and I gasped at the sight of his rock hard dick. It was over 8 inches long and thick. His balls were shaved bare and I longed to feel that stiff rod inside my tight little cunt. It bounced as he climbed onto the bed, positioning himself on his knees between my legs.Lowering himself onto me, he again sucked on my nipples. He tugged and pulled at them, sometimes using his teeth to graze them. I could do nothing but thrash and buck beneath him, every action on my hard buds sending bolts of electricity directly to my clit. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me and I tried to will it inside. I needed his cock; I needed for him to fuck me. So many months of waiting and longing.As he fed on my breasts, he slid his palms under my ass, lifting it every so slightly.

Then he let go of my tits and began licking his way down my body. “Oh God!” I thought to myself, knowing where he was headed. When his hot lips and breath reached the soft fleshy mound just above my clit, I felt tears of fear cloud my eyes. “No, Daddy, please not that … not yet.” I begged him not to feed on me so intimately, never having had a man do that to me … but he didn’t listen. My protests seemed to egg him on even further. He looked up at me and then ran his tongue all the way down my cunt. No words could express the feeling of that tongue on my smooth pussy lips and surrounding skin. I thrust my crotch up into his face, even though I was flushed with embarrassment at an intrusion into such a private place. Soon his tongue was swirling around my clit, pulling on it and sucking like he did on my nipples. Pussy juice flowed into his mouth and coated his chin. He slurped eagerly and moaned how good I tasted. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was both scared and pleasured at the same time.Then he drove his tongue into my pussy. “Fuck!” I moaned, twisting my body trying to get away from him but it was no use. I was tied and now tongued almost to the point of torture. I pulled on the scarves, trying to get free. As he tongue-fucked me he reached up and twisted my nipples. For what seemed like an eternity he ate me out, bringing me to the point of orgasm and then slowing. "Tell daddy you are his fuck toy." he said and I panted the words out.


“My little girl tastes so delicious", he murmured into me. “So much sweet juice for Daddy to drink.” His words stung me and fed the fires of lust now overtaking me. “But Daddy needs to tame that sweet cunt and tame it good.” With that he thrust his cock into my waiting hole and the swiftness of it took my breath away. He began fucking me like a wild animal, driving his cock deep inside my pussy. He grabbed my tits in his hands and pounded me into the mattress. His eyes locked with mine as he took me there on his bed. Over and over he plunged that amazing cock into my hot cunt.He grunted with every thrust. My hips pushed upwards, wanting him deeper and deeper inside.

Letting go of my tits, he pulled out and lifted my legs so that they were on his shoulder. Then he unleashed a fucking that I would feel for days. His strong, muscular legs acted like machines, his ass the engine as he rode me like no one ever had. I screamed both in pain and pleasure, teetering on the edge of unconsciousness as the sensations rolled through my body. My ravaged pussy was taking the beating of its life and I didn’t care. I wanted more and more … “Oh God, fuck me Daddy!” I said between gasps for breath. “Yeah, you like Daddy fucking you hard?” “Yes, yes, YES!!!” I screamed in reply. “Hard – as – you – want – to – Daddy!”

Never in my life had I experienced anything like this. I had to cum but was afraid to. It was going to be a powerful one and no matter how I tried I couldn’t hold it back. The climax hit me like a freight train. Wave upon wave of intense heat coursed through my body. My pussy walls rolled and fluttered, contracting and gripping his cock like a vise. My legs were shaking involuntarily, as he kept driving his cock into my pussy again and again. I felt blackness begin to envelop me but I fought it off.

I wanted to feel him cum, feel the heat pour inside me.Sweat poured off his face and body and mixed with mine. Our bodies were bathed in silky wetness. I saw the muscles in his stomach clench and knew he was about to dump his load. “Daddy’s going to CUM." His screams seemed to reverberate around the room and I screamed a moan as I felt his seed pour into my quivering hole. He grabbed onto my hips and hammered his cock into me, making sure every last drop of his sticky cum found its way into my cunt. For what seemed like an eternity he kept thrusting, an endless supply of cum filling me then pouring down into the crack of my ass.


Then daddy kissed me, and said, "Welcome home princess."