tagFetishFirst Strap-On

First Strap-On

byhardnose©

The door opened before me, and I quickly stepped in, my heart racing. Dave gave me a big hug, which somewhat calmed my nerves. I gave him the bottle of wine, and suggested a glass might settle me. I sat in the recliner, and took a healthy sip when Dave gave me a glassful. I felt the warmth as it spread from my stomach.

Dave showed me the strap-on he had bought. I handled it gingerly, and examined how it worked. Dave sat on the edge of the bed in his robe as I did. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him down his wine and get up for another glass. I took another drink, and found mine was gone. I called to him to fill my glass, which he did.

"Close the bathroom door a little, and turn out the lights" I told him. With a wry smile, he did. The room plunged into a comfortable murkiness, with subdued lighting provided by the washroom lights. The wine and the low lighting eased my jangled nerves, and a sense of lustiness filled me. A fantasy was about to be fulfilled, and the realization made me feel reckless. "C'm'here and take off my panties," I told him, my voice husky.

I skootched out my bottom as he knelt before me. He ran his hands up and down my thighs, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. He stuck his face close to my crotch and took a long whiff, letting out a little moan of desire. I felt his nose push my cotton panties into my slit, a wonderfully wicked feeling. I tousled his hair, pushing his face into me. I was beginning to feel the long-hidden side of me that craved dominating him. He was going to be a slut for me today, and I was going to use him.

I let go his head after a bit, and I felt his fingers trace the furrow his nose had made. They gently felt my lips and mound through the cotton. He was being a teasing little prick! "Take them off and eat me," I told him. His hands slid up to the waistband and began to pull my panties down. As he revealed my muff, I closed my eyes. My panties slipped over my feet, and he pressed my legs far apart. I felt the cold air of the room on me, and another surge of excitement tore through me; my cunt was bare to his eyes.

Without any more pause, he put his tongue directly on my sex. I let my head settle back and I luxuriated in his talent as he worshipped my pussy with his tongue. I could tell he loved it, not only from his deep growl-like moans, but from the eager attention he was providing. This man loved to eat pussy, and the truth is that I loved to have him eating me.

It was divine, simply relaxing as Dave sucked and licked me. I took sips of wine every now and again, feeling ever more mellow while at the same time feeling my orgasm building from deep within me. Every now and then he would hit just the right spot, sending shivers of pleasure rippling from my cunt through my whole body.

I reached down and spread my lips for him. He responded immediately, lapping at my very hole gently and with his tongue flattened. He swirled his tongue around the edges of my hole, and then slowly corkscrewed into me. His fingers spread my lips, letting me sink back into the recliner again, back into the feeling of safety and being loved.

I drained my glass, and told him, "be a love and get me another glass of wine?" Actually, my voice was more like a croak. But, he jumped up immediately, and came back with the wine bottle. He filled my glass and set the bottle on the stand next to me. Then, he sank to his knees before me again, and buried his face in my pussy. I draped my legs over his shoulders and back, completely at ease.

I felt my excitement building, building. "Finger me, cuntlicker," I told him. I put my feet on his shoulders, swinging my knees far apart. I felt positively trampy, my cunt gaping open. He slid his finger in, testing my wetness. Finding me slippery, he pushed in another. I felt his fat fingers slowly sliding in and out, so slowly I could feel every knuckle. When his fingers were buried all the way, he'd suckle at my clit, licking and sucking it. I knew my long awaited orgasm was close. He'd been eating me for almost a half hour, slowly building me to this point.

"Can you cum?" I asked. He moaned the affirmative. "Lay on your back," I told him. He did as I asked, and I slid off the recliner. I knelt over his face, and settled back until I felt his tongue fucking me. Oh God it felt good! I knelt there, finishing my glass of wine. Such decadence! Imagine sitting on a man's face as he ate you with such relish!

My wine finished, I reached down and parted his robe. He was of course wearing a condom over his rock hard cock. I slowly peeled it off, watching the oozing pre-cum drip out. I snuck my tongue into the condom, tasting his sticky juice. It tasted absolutely delicious, and I wondered what his sperm would taste like. Oh well, he would find out, not me. I reached down and tickled his cock with my red fingernails, watching it bob up and down appreciatively.

I guess touching his cock was a good thing, because he went wild on my pussy. His tongue was everywhere, licking my clit, stabbing into my pussy. It felt marvelous! Better than marvelous! I felt my orgasm begin, a great gasping thing that swelled from my womb to my brain. I ground -hard!-against his face, his mouth clamped onto my clit. I felt the need to be fucked coming hard, and I fairly lept off his face and onto his cock. I settled down in one swift movement, making him gasp with pleasure. I rocked back and forth, my clit striking his shaved balls. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" I cried, and his cock repeatedly jammed into my spasming pussy.

Gloriously, I felt him spray my insides with jet after jet of cum. I continued to hump him, rubbing my clit as my pussy squeezed him again and again. Finally, we were both spent. I sagged a little, feeling his hardness slowly ebb away.

"Are you ready?" I called.

"Not really, I'm exhausted," he replied dreamily.

"Too bad," I responded. He had often begged to let him suck his cum from me. It was a fantasy of his, but perhaps it was only a fantasy. Want it or not, though, today it would become a reality. I lifted sloppily off his shrunken meat, and plopped down onto his face. I reached down to open my lips, and felt his tongue tentatively nudge at my hole. Then, I felt the unbelievably sexy feeling of his cum drip out of me in a big glob. He let loose a guttural sound, halfway between lust and repulsion. But, his tongue began to dart into me, scooping out his own cum. "You are my little cum-eater, aren't you pussy boy?"

"MMMmmmm, yyyeesssss," he moaned between sobs of lust.

"You love to eat my pussy, and suck your own cum, don't you? Don't you, cum-eater?"

"Yyyesss, I love to be your pussy eater. I love to clean my cum from your cunt." He had thoroughly gotten into it, eagerly cleaning the inside and out of my pussy.

"Do you want to be a cock sucker, too?" I asked. I watched his cock make a sudden resurgence, but his reply was lost in moans. I lifted off him. "Go put on another condom and get on your hands and knees, cum-eater." He got up and hurried to comply, as I stepped into the strap-on harness.

It was a leather-like affair, with nylon straps that went around my legs. I tightened it after attaching the dildo mount. The dildo mount was like a short barbed peg that went into a hole in the base of the dildo. When affixed, the dildo stayed firmly in place, jutting out like a hard cock. But for now I stood hefting the 8" by 2" rubber cock. It looked huge, but he said he could both swallow it and take it up his ass.

I tentatively put it to my pussy, and pressed the head into me. After being licked for so long and then fucked, I was loose. And yet, the dildo still felt large. Maybe that's because it was twice as big as Dave's cock. I inched it in, lubricated by my own juice and Dave's cum. I could tell Dave was fascinated, since he was staring and literally licking his lips. I rubbed my own clit, hard and jutting, as I worked the dildo in and out. It felt great, but I knew I wouldn't be able to cum again in quite awhile.

I pulled out the dildo, now wet with our juices, and attached it to the harness. The heavy weight hanging from my front made me feel extremely powerful. Time to tame Dave!

"Come here and lick my cock clean, cum-eater." He crawled over and began to flick his tongue over my cock. "Do you want to suck me?" I asked, after his VERY eager tongue licked it mostly clean. He moaned yes, yes, oh please, yes. "OK, then open your mouth, and keep it open." He did, and I placed the head onto his tongue. He stared at me like a dog with a treat on his nose. "Now, suck me," I whispered, totally turned on.

I watched in appreciation as he took the dildo into his mouth. His head bobbed up and down on it, going deeper and deeper. I began to rock my hips in time, fucking his mouth. He was moaning all the time now, my little cocksucker. "Will you take it all?" I asked. Oh please, push it all in me, he moaned. "You are such a slut! But, OK. Hold still." I gripped his hair, so he couldn't move, then pushed against his face with my hips. I could feel it hit the back of his throat, with still two inches out. I pulled out, and then pushed in. When it hit his throat, I gave a stronger push and felt it pop into his neck. I was amazed! He was deepthroating it. I kept it in his throat for several seconds, not knowing he couldn't breathe. I felt him try to pull off, and then pulled out. After a quick breath, he pushed himself back onto it.

We established a rhythm, my fucking his mouth and then letting him breath. I once reached down and felt his neck as I pumped in and out of his throat. Wild! He had the hardest time when I quickly pumped the last two or three inches in and out of his neck, but I was getting off on how much of a cocksucker he was.

Finally, I wanted to take his "virginity," or what was left of it. "Go get the lube," I told him. "Don't you DARE let my cock drop out of your mouth, slut!" I commanded after he returned and got on his hands and knees. He closed his eyes, keeping about half in his mouth and continually moaning. I squirted a big glob on the fingers of my right hand, and leaned over him to rub it into his asshole. He arched his back, encouraging me. "You are a anal whore, aren't you?" I pumped my fingers into his ass while pushing more cock into his mouth.

He was really wanting it, and I wanted to give it to him. With a 'plop', I pulled my cock out of his mouth. I smacked his hip and he wriggled around and stuck his ass in the air and his head down. He reached back with both hands to pull his cheeks apart. His asshole was shiny, open, and inviting.

I wanted to tease him, so I deliberately walked away and got a condom. I rolled it onto my cock (I loved thinking about it as MY cock!) so that he could watch, then walked back to his backside. I rubbed the head around his asshole, bumping into it now and again. I took the lube, still close at hand, and squirted a generous amount onto the dildo. I slowly stroked it, getting the lube spread around. What a sexy feeling to be stroking my cock, looking at a very willing slut wanting it soooo bad; the whole thing just thrilled me.

Finally, though, I just had to fuck him. I fingered him for a second, make him moan, and then pressed the head against his opening. I shifted my hips, pressing, and the whole 8" cock filled his ass. Then, he was really moaning! I pulled out an inch or two and pushed in again with a wet slurp. I watched as his asshole gripped the cock, and wondered if my own pussy did that when he fucked me. How many sexy sights have I missed, just by being a woman, I mused. The thought made me feel very assertive, and I really wanted to fuck him hard.

However, it was harder than I thought. The dildo seemed to stick out at a weird angle, and at first, I constantly lost my balance as I strove to shove it in. At one point, I literally fell on him while pushing hard; I laid on top of him while he groaned in pleasure. I started quick fucking him, asking him "do you love it, slut?"

"Oh yeah, I love it. fuck me!" He was panting.

"How about this?" I drove it deep, making him squeal. "You love it, don't you whore? You just love getting a fat cock in your ass. Want it hard?"

"Yeah, give it to me hard. Fuck me hard." I propped myself up and pulled it in and out all the way. But it felt awkward, so I pulled out and looked at his gaping hole. "Lay on the bed," I told him. He got up, looking shaky, and leaned over the end of the bed. "No, asshole, lay on the bed, on your back."

He climbed on and turned over. I grabbed his ankles and pulled him to the edge, then put his ankles on my shoulders. I felt so totally in control! I put my hand at his asshole and used it to guide the cock as I sank it in all the way in a single stroke. I pulled out all the way, and with my hand there I could guide it right back in. What a feeling of power, as I gave him deep full strokes.

I found that it was very easy to vary the tempo of my fucking. The hard part was keeping up a smooth rhythm. I knew it was impossible for him to anticipate my strokes, since it was nearly impossible for me to anticipate my strokes! A glance at his cock, which was rock hard with the condom half filled with precum, was enough to make me know how much he loved it.

But all things must end, and thirty minutes of fucking had worn me out. Well, it tired me and made me ready for my own orgasm. I pushed the dildo in deep, and then detached it from the harness. "Keep this in," I told him. He reached down, and held it in as I removed the harness. Then, I climbed on the bed and slung my legs over his head, facing his cock. I wanted 69!

"Oh shit!" he exclaimed. "You are dripping wet! MMMmppfffhhh!!!" His last words were muffled as he pulled my pussy down to his mouth. I felt like I was going to explode as his tongue slide deep in me and he ate out all my juices.

I leaned down, telling him to not dare cum. I rolled off the condom, watching the immense strands of precum drip away. I gripped the dildo and began to fuck him again, while setting my mouth over his cock. I barely sucked, but took as much cock in my mouth as I could. With my other hand, I massaged his balls, urging him to cum. I guess the combination of fucking and sucking was too strong, because in about ten seconds he began to fill my mouth with sperm. My own orgasm grew and grew and then exploded, making me gasp (and spraying his sperm at same time!).

I felt like a jelly fish, all quivery as I rolled over and off him. I was really weak, with the extended effort of fucking him followed by my explosive orgasm. He rolled over me and began to kiss me deep, probing with his tongue for his sperm. Apparently satisfied a bit later, he slid off and cuddled me.

"Thank you," he said, dreamily. My words, exactly.

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