The Master Chef-My Surprise

His thrusts became frantic, and I knew he was close behind me. I couldn't wait, I pulsed around him and felt my wetness coat him liberally. I held on as best as I could, shaking as I watched him unravel. "I need you, please!" It worked. I watched his brow furrow as he came, pumping deep inside me with a gasp.

After several last thrusts, I felt him slow down, panting nearly as hard as me. I smiled in my daze, unable to stop my giggles as he gently put me down. "Thank...you." I stretched up to kiss him, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, helping me stay up. I focused on his soft kisses, enjoying the tingling they left on my lips.

After a moment, he pulled away and brushed my hair back. "Clean up?" I nodded, our play finally catching up with me as a wave of exhaustion took over. Master helped me to the bathroom and sat me down to clean up. I finished rather quickly, but before I could stand up he was there again.

"What do you..." I started, but before I could ask he moved closer and wrapped his hand behind my neck. He guided me forward to his crotch, his erection still quite impressive. He moved so fluidly that I didn't protest, but accepted his cock to the back of my throat. I could taste the faint saltiness of his recent orgasm, and the slight tang of myself clinging to his hard member.

I did not get to enjoy the taste very long. After about a minute of sucking, Master pulled away, a wide grin on his face. "Always wanted to try that." I could not help laughing as he brushed my lips with his thumb and left me alone again.

"Weirdo," I called after him. I thought he replied but I was too tired to make it out. I finished cleaning up and washed my hands, then moved back into the room. He was propped up against the headboard, sheet over his legs. "Time to sleep yet?"

He nearly pouted, and I laughed. "Pleeeease? I'm about to fall over." We nearly finished more sex in a few hours than we did in a weekend together, and I was needing to recharge. I batted my eyes pleadingly, hoping to bewitch him into a short rest at least. Finally he sighed and nodded toward the spot next to him.

I squeaked happily and slid into place next to him. "Thank you," I grinned, kissing his shoulder. He pretended to sigh, but I could tell he was tired as well. "I can make it up to you."

Master paused, and took the bait. "How's that?"

I nodded over at my backpack. "I brought my laptop. You can read your story early." I felt the man perk up beside me, and I giggled as he buried his face into my neck, kissing me.

"Atta girl."

I hurried to get my machine and logged in quickly. My brain was shutting down quickly, and I quickly searched for his latest story. "There you go," I smiled, handing him my beat up laptop. He accepted it eagerly as I curled beneath the sheet, snuggling with a soft pillow. "Enjoy."

~*~*~

I don't know how long I slept, or how long he stayed on my laptop, but I finally awoke to a very warm body beside me. Master's arms held me close, his face inches away from mine. Sleepily, I mumbled his name, shifting closer to his warm chest. "You awake?"

"Mmhmm."

I rubbed my eyes, yawning. "How long was that?" I wrapped my arm around his, happily resting next to him. I felt his hand start rubbing my upper arm.

"About an hour." I blinked in surprise. Only an hour? I felt the rumble in his chest as he started to chuckle. "You needed it." His gaze met mine warmly. "Your story is well written. Thanks for the early read."

I smiled back. "It's your story. Glad you liked it." I stretched forward and kissed his nose, giggling as he made a face. He growled and nipped my shoulder, making me squeal softly.

"Mmm. So how will you write this one up?" I giggled as he pushed himself up, moving above me slowly. I rolled onto my back, watching him with daring eyes.

"Who says I will?"

He shrugged, moving his attention to my vulnerable throat. "You will. You like a good story." I leaned back further, exposing more skin as he grazed it with his teeth. "My little cock slut," he muttered, his breath hot against me. I purred as he bit me softly, moving down to my collarbone. "You like this, don't you?"

Master's hand slid up my right side, grabbing my breast firmly. "You like being used like this. Little teacher slut." I moaned again as he pinched my nipple, kneading it between his fingers. "Imagine...you go to your classroom early, and the janitor walks in on you. Stretching up to write on the board, your skirt hiked up and he comes up behind you."

I squirmed as he moved his other hand lower, reaching below and cupping my ass tightly. "He watches you every day, the little cock tease that you are. And one day he just snaps, and takes you." Master pinched harder and pressed against me, hard and ready to go. I lifted my hips against him, feeling my wetness spill onto my thighs as I wait impatiently.

Master grinned at my wantonness. "He pushes against you, and you can feel how much he wants you. You want to protest, but he doesn't care, he pulls you over to your desk and bends you over it." The man moved his hand to my entrance, fingers dancing along my slit. "He throws your skirt up and shoves inside. And you like it, moaning like the little slut you are."

I gasped as his tip lined up, slipping inside just an inch. "You beg for his cock, don't you? You've been waiting for him to fuck you senseless, there where anyone could walk in and catch you." With that Master forced his way deeper, making me groan at the tight feeling.

"Yes," I moaned. I lifted my hips again, trying to get more, but the man pinned me to the bed, one strong arm keeping my hips against the mattress.

"He is in control, slut, not you. You try to move and he stops. You speak, he keeps you quiet." His fingers slid over my mouth, his firm grip effectively cutting off my moans. My cries came out muffled as he started to pump inside me, ignoring my already pulsing body.

Master leaned down and closed his teeth around my left nipple, making me squirm harder. "The bell is going to ring any minute, but the janitor isn't stopping. He keeps fucking you, faster and faster. You're going to break, just like he wants."

My eyes widened as he continued his story, thrusts punctuating each sentence. "He's been watching you for a while. He knows what a cock slut wants, what you deserve. He's going to train you right." Master pumped deeper, his width stroking the right spots perfectly. I sensed I was close, and I tried to wriggle free.

Withdrawing his arm, Master seized a handful of my hair instead, making me yelp into his tight fingers. "He's going to make you scream. You don't know what to do...the slut in you wants him to fuck, harder and faster until you can't come any more. But your room will be full of students any second now...and they'll watch you getting humped by the janitor. Everyone will know what a slut you are."

I squeezed my eyes shut, openly moaning as he fucked me. His sexy voice was bringing me closer to the peak, the taboo nature of his story making me ashamed at how turned on I was. But I couldn't deny it, I was ready to burst, and imagining his story made me all the more excited.

"He knows you're ready. But you have to beg. Maybe he'll have mercy and let you finish before the bell." I grabbed at Master's arms, wordlessly begging for release. I felt my fingers dig into his flesh, my muffled cries coming louder and faster. "Do you want it Slave? Do you think a little cock whore deserves to finish?"

I nodded as best as I could with his hands on me. My eyes were on him again, pleading desperately. In a moment I would come undone, whether he allowed it or not. And I would get punished if I did...I tensed up, hoping he would keep going. Oh please....

Master grunted, releasing my hair to attack my breast again. "He was merciful this time. Come, slut. Come on the janitor's cock." I exploded instantly, trembling under his tight hold as his thick member continued to rock my world.

I sagged against the bed, my chest heaving from exertion. Slowly, Master withdrew his fingers and rubbed my thighs instead, helping me relax. "Like my story?" I burst into uneven laughter, trying to breathe. He took my laughs as a yes and captured my lips, kissing softer than before.

When he pulled away, I looked at him in a daze. He watched me, a concerned look flashing across his handsome features. "You know it's not real, right?" I blinked, unsure what he meant. "The names. Being called a slut. That's just for pretend, for fun. Don't ever think you're actually a slut. You're not. Understood?"

I nodded quickly, a smile spreading. "I know." I stretched up and kissed him again, moaning as he slowly moved into me again.

~*~*~

Our last few hours flew by too quickly. We finally slept after another hour of his forbidden stories and my frantic moanings, only to pick right up where we left off when we woke up. His stamina carried me through a torrent of new orgasms as we teased and played on the tousled bed.

It was just after ten when we finally stopped, cuddling together for a moment's rest. "I have to go soon," I murmured, burying my face against his chest. A four hour drive and then work did not sound desirable at all, but I knew it had to end soon.

Master squeezed me closer, groaning. "Call in sick." I giggled as he kissed my forehead, and tried to move lower.

"You have an appointment, and I have a meeting at four." I moved my fingers softly across his stomach, down to his half ready cock. "Neither of us can afford to miss those." I played with him gently, smiling faintly at the slight twitch that pulsed through him.

The man beside me groaned. "I can delay my appointment. You can call in about traffic, say you'll be late." He ran his hand up my side, making me tingle again. I wanted to, oh so badly, but I shook my head reluctantly.

Sighing, Master stretched away from me and grabbed his phone. "What are you doing?" I laughed, starting to get up, but he held me still and ushered for me to be quiet. Smiling, I rested back against his shoulder, resuming my play.

After a moment, someone finally answered his call. "Hey there, good morning. I have an appointment but my car broke down." I blinked at him, smiling at his audacity, but he continued. "The mechanic here says it should be fixed by noon or so. Is there anything available to switch with after that?" He grinned at me, brown eyes full of mischief. "That helps me out a lot, thank you for your trouble. See you then."

I broke out laughing as he hung up and tossed the phone aside. "I can't believe you did that. You're nuts." He grinned and pulled me up for a long kiss. I felt my cheeks burning when we broke apart, but I still shook my head. "I really have to be back by three. That's a four hour drive."

Master shrugged, propping himself up. "That's okay. Let's not waste time then." He met me for another kiss, then another as he guided me above him. I sank onto him easily, drawing a long moan from us both.

As we moved together, I happily put all thoughts of home and work out of my mind. For now, I was still his, and I was eager to enjoy the last hour of my surprise visit with him. Sometimes, spontaneous visits are really the best.