It was a simple tweet: “Today, I plan on tormenting him.” He had read it but didn’t quite know what was in store for him.

Earlier in the morning we were having sex and he suffered from a dreaded leg cramp. The lack of fluids seems to get the better of us when we are together. He was not able to orgasm but I was lazily touching his cock and balls. His erection came back and it was at that point that I had decided I wanted to torment him during the day.

“I think today I will torment you.” I said with a grin. He smiled and I am almost certain brushed off my comment.

We went about our day as normal. We ate and ran errands. After we made it back home I went to the room to nap. I had decided after answering some emails that I wanted to nap with my ass plugged. I had this grand plan of watching porn with him that night, him plugging my ass with the Njoy 2.0 and me sucking his cock while fucking his ass with the Njoy Pure Wand. We women are very calculating however, that calculation does not always end as formulated.

I pushed my large Njoy plug into my ass slowly and fell asleep.

It was dusk when I felt him slip into bed with me. I felt his hand rubbing my back and I turned to face him. I was wearing a white tank top and black panties. He was still fully clothed.

We started to make out and I could feel his cock strained in his jeans. At one point he wanted to unbutton his pants but I pushed his hand away. I think at that moment he realized what torment meant. I rubbed the length of his cock in the jeans. I moved my head down and bit the head of his cock and listened to him hiss. I slowly unfastened his jeans and grabbed his cock outside of his boxers. He let out another gasp. I sucked his cloth-covered cock and I could tell this was making him crazy.

“Are you ready to go to dinner?” I said with a huge grin looking up at him.

He let out a growl, “So this is what you meant by tormenting me.”

“Yes,” I said, “What did you think I meant?”

“I thought you were going to tease me through out the day but then when you didn’t I thought you had forgotten.” He explained.

“Nu uh,” I said pulling his boxers down to reveal his cock. I stared at it very erect and throbbing. I pushed the head into my mouth and gave it a few sucks. When I pulled away he let out another growl.

“I knew you were going to do that,” he said.
I let a small evil laugh. I loved having this kind of control and keeping him from getting what he wanted. He rolled on his side to continue making out with me. His hand snaked between my legs to finger me. I immediately came when his two fingers pushed inside. I am certain he could tell I had a plug in my ass but when he pulled out and moved his fingers down he felt the metal.

“What’s this?” He said lightly touching and the handle.

I smiled and giggled a little bit at his discovery.

I pushed my mouth next to his ear, “Have I told you how much I love your cock?”

“Not lately,” he pushed from his lips.

“I love sucking on it. Gagging on it. I love how it feels in my hands,” I whispered in his ear while pressing up against him.

“Part of me wants to turn you over and just take you,” he growled.

Hearing him say that made me almost cave in. I wanted to tell him the two options he had was:

1. Wait it out.
2. Take me but I’m going to put up a fight.

He pushed his hand back down to the plug in my ass and started to play and pull at it. I kept squirming.

“I could be fucking your ass right now,” he whispered.

I let out a gasp.

“Pull it out and push it back in,” I whispered.

He slowly pulled the plug back out and pushed it inside.

“Again,” I groaned.

He repeated the task. The plug slipped back in easier than before.

“I can do this over and over but it won’t come inside you like my cock can,” he whispered.

I let out moan. I wanted to cave in. I wanted him to take me.

“Again,” I slurred.

He repeated the task. The plug didn’t resist going back in.

“I want to be in your ass,” he whispered.

I came at the words and felt the gush come from my cunt and soak my panties even more.

“I want you in my ass,” I said in a dream state.

“Do you want me in your ass?” He asked to make sure I was ready to seal the deal.

“Yes,” I didn’t resist nor gave it a second thought. The grave mistake I had made was try to torment a man when in fact I would be tormenting myself.

He pulled the plug out and I turned over pushing my ass in the air to greet his raging cock. Slowly he pushed the head of cock into my ass and I let out a moan. I can’t express enough how much I love that feeling of a cock being pushed into my ass. It’s better than being pushed into my cunt. He eased in as to not hurt me and when I felt comfortable with his cock in me I said, “Fuck me hard.”

He started to thrust in and out of my ass and he was right, no toy would give me this feeling, this interaction.

“Hurt me,” I blurted out.

His fingertips dug into the flesh of my hips as he slammed his cock deep in my ass. I knew he was near coming in me. I pushed back against his cock. I wanted to feel him coming in my ass.

“Come in my ass,” I slurred.

I don’t think he could hold it any longer and he let out a grunt as he came filling my ass. I clenched his cock and his body jerked every time I squeezed his cock. His cock slowly softened out of my ass and we fell to the bed panting and catching our breath.

“I didn’t think you would cave,” he said between breaths.

“That’s the drawback of tormenting. I want it just as bad,” I answered.

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As I opened the front door my heart started to race. All was quiet. I rounded the corner to his hallway and saw flesh on the bed. I smiled as he lay there with a raging hard on as he promised in a text message. My bags dropped to the floor along with my jeans. I felt shy, smiley and a bit of content. It had been four very long weeks of distance.

I slid on to the bed. There was no hesitation as our lips locked. I felt myself melting into his arms. His hand pushed into my tangled hair at the back of my head as my hand grabbed the hair on the back of his head. I pulled him into me more. I couldn’t get enough of his tongue in my mouth. My body was aggressive in what it needed from him as I pulled and tugged at him. Small noises escaped from out joined mouths and all that time being separated seemed to fall away.

His hand pushed between my legs and the game started as to how long could I continue to kiss him till I needed to break away and moan. His tongue was deep in my mouth as I sucked it till I couldn’t take it any longer. The orgasm was electric shooting up and down my body causing me to convulse.

My heart was pounding.

My mind was in a fog of lust.

I wanted to consume him.

My nails gripped his back as I clung to him. I started to bite his neck; his chin, his cheek and the bites were getting harder. His hand grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his cock. I squeezed and he let out a sigh of relief. It had been too long since I felt his cock in my hand.

There was no more waiting.

There was no more aching.

There was no more missing.

“Fuck me now.” I blurt.

I turn over, push my ass in the air and I quivered waiting for that first penetration. He slowly slipped the head of his cock in and thrust deep. I gasped at the shock of his cock invading me. I felt so overwhelmed that tears welled in my eyes. I was screaming, crying and pleading with God. My hands ripped the sheets from the bed and my body was his.

He came gripping my hips with his nails digging into my flesh. As he always did he waited till his cock was flaccid and inched from the depths of my cunt. He fell beside me as I tried to regain a sense of self and come back down to earth.

I looked at him with a smile, “Hi”.

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In the midst of our four-week separation we started sexting and having phone sex. I didn’t think this was really possible with someone you are fucking but this was all proven wrong.

Please enjoy our depravity.

Me: I can’t wait to see you so I can so inappropriately touch you.

He: Is it really inappropriate if I approve and consent?

Me: Hmm. Can you act like you don’t approve and consent?

He: If there’s a way to be inappropriate, I have confidence you’ll find it.

Me: Like me groping you in the theater?

He: That would qualify, yes.

Me: I very much get off on giving a guy a near boner in public. I’m horrible that way.

He: I’ll have to remember that next time we go to the movies.

Me: If I had a dick would you suck it?

He: You know I would.

Me: God you just gave me a lady boner.

He: To quote Liz Phair, “I’d suck you till your dick is blue.” And I’d swallow.

Me: Goddamn. I almost gushed my pants. I like you all raunchy and shit.

He: If you had a dick, I’d make you come so fucking hard… …you would think God himself was swallowing you.

Me: Would you let me fuck you too? I’ll be nice, at first.

He: I might let you fuck me, if you can get it hard again. But keep it away from my mouth, or I might just latch on again…

Me: I’d get hard again if I could come in your ass.

He: This is me, wiggling my ass in the air for you…

Me: This is me stroking my cock and rubbing in the flesh of your ass…

He: Heh… Let no one say we aren’t both pretty twisted.

Me: Mmmm. Yes. I like it. A lot. Especially coming from you because I get actually have sex with you. But it’ll be ME fucking YOUR ass…

He: I know… I like that.

Me: I’m bringing the Njoy Fun Wand for you. I don’t like it but I think it’s perfect to use on you while I’m sucking your cock.

He: Ooohhhh… Can’t wait to try it out.

Me: Yes. Yes. I’ve always wanted to penetrate your ass. I want to shove the wand in my wet cunt and then use it on you. It will be the closest I get to fuck you.

He: I think I know what I’ll be wanking to tonight.

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“I like to have control.” he tells me so casually. “So you can choose if you want me to read to you or just fuck you.”

I smile and gasp at the same time. It has been a while and his voice still stirs me like the very first time we spoke.

“You can fuck me,” I barely push from my lips. I am near an orgasm as I rub the cold steel of the Njoy Pure Wand along the folds of my cunt.

“Oh, you are already being naughty,” he expressed with a grin.

I chuckle and gasp. Every breath, sound and word that comes from his mouth has got me on a high and I want to ride this through till I’m a heap of a mess.

“Grace, you are to ask me to come. Do you understand?” He instructs.

Very familiar words he has said to me before.

“Yes,” I say breathlessly. I am already fighting the urge to come. He knows this. He knows the variety of sounds I make.

“Someone is watching us,” he sets the scene. “Who is she Grace?”

“Jane,” I whisper.

“Jane is at the edge of the bed with her legs splayed and playing with herself. She can see you.” He describes.

I could very well see her and vividly see everything he paints for me with mere words. She is beautiful, she is devious and I want to come at the sight of her.

His words start in my ears and flush the skin of my cheeks, cause my nipples to erect, my thighs to have goose bumps and most of all, my cunt to be soaking wet. He plants kisses on my lips as his hand travels downward and I want his hand there. I want his fingers buried so deep inside me that I couldn’t remember my name.

My soft moans are growing louder and my breath is heavy. He knows me. He knows I am on the edge. My voice is shaking with pressure. I am about to pop.

“Can I come?” I plea.

“Not yet Grace.” As his words taunt my orgasm.

He speaks filth into my ear that makes my eyes flutter and my body is now shaking, convulsing and ready to lose the battle.

“C-can I come?” I whimper.

The pause he makes is unbearable. Why do I let him torture me?

His fluid words keep me addicted and finally he tells me, “Yes Grace, come for me.” His voice is demanding, controlling and fierce. He owns the orgasms that erupt from my body and they are intense, very wet and roll from one into another. I’m lost, light and consumed with his voice.

His story twists to Jane coming on my face and yes, I want it. I have never been one to allow a girl to top me but Jane is different and I want every inch of her. He wants to push my limits, my boundaries. He slowly describes pushing finger after finger into my cunt till he is fisting me and I am thrashing about. I can’t count the orgasms he plucks from me effortlessly.

“Come for me Grace,” he whispers and I willingly come for him.

The sadist side in him continues to push. He knows. He keeps making me come over and over till I am overwhelmed with a flurry of emotions and crying. He can hear but he keeps pushing. Sometimes he gives me a break to collect myself as he soothes me and other times he keeps going till he has had enough. Today I was paying for the lapse in time between our sessions and caused me to sob twice. He explains he feels awful for causing such a reaction and yet the dom in him thrives from it all.

“You come so very exquisitely,” he tells me softly.

Every syllable out of his mouth is magic.

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