Speaker 1: Hello, my love lies.
Speaker 2: I'm Roxy Callahan and thank you so much for listening
to my Erotic Whispers podcast. Before I introduce this week's story,
I wanted to let you know that our production studio
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Your host is Sterling. He's a master sensualist who has
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And you know what else is exciting. This week's story
is the next Inner Swipe Right series. You all remember
our heroin m who started the series emerging from an
oppressive sexual life. In this week's episode, she goes a
step further, letting herself be used by a man however
he desires. Giving someone permission to use your body for
their pleasure is a unique kind of sexual empowerment. You
are the gatekeeper, and when you open the gate you
let him have his way with you. It's a fantasy
that many women love. Let's see if em ends up
loving it too. The lovely Annie b repeases her role
as m and newcomer Drew plays the lucky man who
swept right and once again, please note this podcast is
intended for adult listeners. I never thought Candy would speak
the words she was speaking, especially in a restaurant.
Speaker 3: I can't believe you were doing two guys. You didn't
have them fucking you from both ends while you weren't
just lying on your back.
Speaker 2: A few days earlier, I had the most amazing threesome
with a bisexual couple. Pandy had admitted to me that
her biggest fantasy was to lie on her back and
have one guy fucking her pussy while another fucked her
mouth while she just lay back and enjoyed it. I
hadn't exactly done that.
Speaker 1: Well.
Speaker 2: I did have a cock in my mouth and one
on my pussy. I just wasn't on my back. I
caught the waitress looking over her shoulder in the distance.
Luckily we were in a private corner of the back room,
allowing us to speak freely, Andandy shook her head.
Speaker 3: You know if you want to have something done right,
you just have to do it yourself.
Speaker 2: My chaw dropped open. Candy was in a serious relationship
with Julian. The idea that she would pursue my lifestyle
seemed absurd. I at least had a reason to be
experimenting at finding new guys and new ways to fuck.
I'd spent three years in the most boring sexual relationship.
Conces boyfriend wouldn't even let me give him a blowjob.
He was incredibly handsome, but that didn't count for a
lot in the end. Are you serious? Are things okay
with Julian? Candy was my best friend, and while we
had spent hours discussing my provocative and casual sex life,
that didn't mean that I couldn't respect her relationship. Candy
paused and looked off in the distance, as if weighing
her words.
Speaker 3: Things are fine, I just am finding your freedom tempting.
Speaker 1: I reached across the table and took her hand.
Speaker 2: Maybe we should stop talking about my life, then, you know,
I'm doing this as a healthy way to heal after
three years of imprisonment, I laughed, But the truth was
that after getting fucked in the ass, doing it with
people watching and having a threesome. My previous sex life
really did feel like a prison.
Speaker 3: I don't know, Emma, It's not like I feel like
I'm in a prison, but I don't feel comfortable just
talking to Joane about what I want. I'm living with
He that's a guilt, I guess.
Speaker 2: She laughed and took a drink from her tea. What
could you possibly feel guilty about? And Julian's a good guy?
What do you want that he'd object to? Oh geez, Emma,
Kenny pulled her hand away and held it up, ticking
off one finger at a time.
Speaker 3: How about doing it with two guys at once? Him
letting me use a strap on with him?
Speaker 1: Shit?
Speaker 3: Even the stuff I think he would get off on
kind of scares me.
Speaker 1: If I raise my eyebrow, like what anal? I thought
you already did that?
Speaker 3: No threesome with another girl. He'd love that until I'd
buried my face in her pussy. I'm sure he'd be
jealous with all the macho bullshit.
Speaker 2: I almost dropped my mug of coffee. You were bisexual,
Candy nodded. I had no idea. Holy shit, Candy, you've
been my friend for four years and you've never told
me she lowered her head.
Speaker 3: I know it's part of the problem with Julian communication
and all that. I know you're a raging at her,
a sexual and I was afraid you'd find it intimidating
hanging out with a girl who fantasized about women.
Speaker 2: Wait, does that mean you fantasize about me? I was
actually fine with Candy being bisexual, but there was something
in the tone of her last comment that hung in
the air. No, she reached over and squeezed my hand.
Speaker 3: It will make us awkward. I wouldn't do that.
Speaker 2: I didn't quite believe her, And the truth is, the
thought of a woman fantasizing about me was a bit
of a turn on. I was fairly certain that my
question was unfair, though, so I returned the conversation to
the subject at hand. So you think Julian can't deal
with much more than you're doing now? Candy took a
sip of her tea.
Speaker 3: Pretty much she forced a smile, So I guess I
continue to live vicariously through you. Her face brightened, which
reminds me, what do you have in mind next?
Speaker 2: Well, I've thought about this a lot. I want to
experience the exact opposite of Brad. Brad was my ex boyfriend,
the most passive lover ever. What do you mean I'm
going to look for a guy who will totally take charge.
I want an animal in the bedroom rather than lay
in bed like a corpse. I want some guy who
won't even ask or tell me all the things he'll
do to me.
Speaker 1: He'll just do them.
Speaker 3: Oh, you want some alpha male or domb type.
Speaker 2: I like sad in alpha male type. I think I'll
use that in my profile anyway, That's exactly what I want.
He commands me, and I happily oblige. What if he
asks for something weird? I'm not tried, mind, I smiled
over my muck. I don't think I would either. Well,
all I have to do is swipe break to find out.
I couldn't wait. I had a lot of luck with
my existing profile, a photo of me in a bikini
and then photo of me in a mini dress, and
another one of me in tight jeans and a similarly
tight T shirt. But I swapped out the main photo
for one of me in a more elegant evening gap.
I cropped my face out of the photos.
Speaker 1: Again.
Speaker 2: My theory was that the extra step would weed out
the lazy assholes that said it. Honestly didn't seem to
matter at all. Guys on dating apps didn't care about
much more than a hot body and a willing partner.
Like the description I had put together for the threesome,
this one took a bit of care. I liked Kenny's
wording of alpha male dom sounded all right, but this
wasn't about BDSM. It was about him taking charge. But
alpha male didn't seem enough. I had the sumwhat outline
that I wanted to be dominated well, making it clear
that this wasn't a BDSM fantasy thing.
Speaker 1: Here's what I ended up with.
Speaker 2: I want an alpha male type to take charge and
fuck me however he likes. Don't ask me if I'm
enjoying it, don't ask me what position I like. Don't
ask ask me if I'm going to come, Don't ask
me anything. Just use my body as your plaything. This
is not a BDSM thing. I want to be your
fuck toy, not your slave. If it's not clear by now,
I'm not looking for a relationship or even talking to
you after you leave me a sobbing, wet mess. Fuck
me and get out. Think you can handle that? Swipe
bright and prove it. I read my profile probably twenty times.
It was my favorite so far, so much attitude while
requesting someone that just use me. That dichotomy was a
huge turn on. How much of a badass? Was I
a big enough badass that I could handle a guy
pulling my hair as he fucked me doggy style or
slapping my ass as he did me up against a wall.
The ass slap image made me hot. I had never
been slapped by a man, nor did I want to
experience it, really, but this seemed different. What would it
feel like to have a guy fucking me dotty style,
his cock pounding my pussy, and then slap a sharp
pain on my ass? But the combination of pain and
pleasure feel good? I honestly didn't know, but the thought
let me right down the path that I always seemed
to follow. After I wrote my profile to my bedroom,
where I would crawl into bed and masturbate in anticipation.
I didn't even have to set up the moment. I
just closed my eyes and slipped my right hand between
my legs while my left hand crest my tits. I
imagined a guy so into fucking me that he wasn't
even undressed. His shirt was hanging down on his cock
while his pants were between his knees. He was behind
me with his hands on my hips, holding me tight
as he fucked me hard. I'd have my eyes closed
as my head was buried in the pillow. As I
struck my clit imagining the scene, I got hotter and
hotter until I was ready for the fantasy moment I wanted.
I felt his palm give my ass a firm smack.
I slid my fingers into my pussy and imagined how
the slap would feel. I had no idea, but the
orgasm and that soon rocked my body told me that
I at least liked the idea of it. I didn't
even know if the guy would slap me if that
was exciting in and of itself. There were so many
unknowns a guy could use me in any number of
ways that I was looking forward to all of them.
I rolled over and grabbed my phone from the nightstand
time to swipe right. The first profile I saw was
an incredibly handsome guy in a dark blue business suit
with a smirk on his face. His second photo was
of him standing in front of a Mercedes S series.
Speaker 1: His name was Clinton. He looked like an arrogant asshole. Perfect.
Speaker 2: I swiped right, and what do you know, there was
a match for the first time since I joined the
dating app.
Speaker 1: I messaged a guy.
Speaker 2: First, Well, well, Clint, a dating app thinks we're a match,
he replied almost immediately.
Speaker 4: Well from the nickdown, we're a match.
Speaker 1: Are you asking me to give you head? Clint?
Speaker 4: First, a pick of your face, then you can maybe
give me head.
Speaker 1: You're kind of a dick. I like that.
Speaker 4: I know what I want. I'm not really interested in
hooking up with someone who needs a brown bag over
her head.
Speaker 2: You're delightfully shallow, Clint, pick coming shortly?
Speaker 4: Okay, I was not expecting that.
Speaker 1: Expecting what Well, normally, if a.
Speaker 4: Woman doesn't show her face, there's a reason, and that
reason is she's fugly. You're were gorgeous.
Speaker 2: Why, thank you, Clint. It was kind of you to
give me a shot despite my potential fugliness.
Speaker 4: So let me get this straight. You just want to
hook up and have me take charge.
Speaker 2: Only if you're comfortable with that, Clint. I'd hate to
ask you to do something that you're not.
Speaker 4: Into Oh I'm so waing into this.
Speaker 1: Color me unsurprised.
Speaker 4: I'd like your attitude, Emma, but you seem kind of
strong willed. I may demand that you let me fuck
you in the ass.
Speaker 2: I was rather hoping that would be on the menu, actually,
But don't let that influence you. I basically want you
to just fuck the shit out of me, however you like.
Speaker 4: So what are the ground rolls editing off limits?
Speaker 1: H Really?
Speaker 2: If you move in a direction I don't like, I'll
tell you. I doubt that will happen, though, But keep
in mind that just because I want you to treat
me like a fucktoid doesn't mean that you don't have
to listen to me.
Speaker 4: Got it. Okay, we're starting now. I'm at the office
tomorrow until six. Meet me at the Poseidon Hotel lobby
at seven. I'll ignore you as I walk through. You're
just to follow me to my room the moment the
door closes. You better be prepared to be thoroughly fucked.
Speaker 2: I'm pretty sure my pussy will be sobbing what before
we even get off the elevator, Clint, So you're down
for that, don't ask me?
Speaker 4: Tell me, Emma, meet me at the Poseidon lobby tomorrow
at seven pm. Then follow me to my room and
prepare to do whatever I ask. I will see you then, Nehma.
Speaker 2: I was so wet, I'm masturbated again fantasy about Clint
doing me in the elevator. I couldn't believe it. For
the first time since using the dating app, the very
first match turned out to be a good one. I
basked in the relaxing glow of multiple orgasms as I
fell asleep. I had no idea what the next day
would bring, but I couldn't wait to experience it as usual,
and the anticipation was simply too much, and I hit
the lobby at six point thirty. I was wearing a
little black dress with black lace lingerie. When I was early.
During my previous hook up, the two guys were nearly
as early as I was. Unfortunately that didn't happen this time.
I spent nearly an hour sitting in the lobby in
a state of near constant arousal. Every time the door opened,
I imagined it was Clint ready to lead me to
his room. And the clock hit seven fifteen, I actually
considered that Clint may have stood me up. I got
up and started pacing as I turned to glance at
the door one more time.
Speaker 1: There he was. He looked amazing.
Speaker 2: He was in a dark tailored suit and his short
hair was perfect. He strode in like he owned the place,
ignoring everyone while he walked toward the elevators. He didn't
even look around the room to see if I was
there as he passed me. I followed a few steps
behind him. I walked into the elevator and stood next
to him, staring at the door as it closed. It
was just him and me. I didn't know what to do,
and that was thrilling in and of itself. I was
just there to follow his lead. My plan was to
be quiet and follow him to his room. But the
second elevator started moving, he turned toward me and slid
his hand between my legs. I gasped as he started
stroking me through my panties while he looked me in
the eye.
Speaker 1: His caze was intense.
Speaker 4: You're wet.
Speaker 2: He slid his fingers under my panties and stroked my
pussy lips with his fingers. I nodded, you need fucked.
The elevator dinged, and he withdrew his hand, follow me
at that point followed him to the end of the world.
He had a raw sexuality that was exactly what I
was hoping for. We didn't say anything as he walked
about halfway down the long hall to his room. He
opened the door and walked in, not bothering to hold
the door for me. I slipped in behind him. He
continued to ignore me, slipping out of his suit jacket
and tossing it on the chair next to the floor
lamp on the right. It was a big room with
a king sized bed on the left.
Speaker 4: Take your clothes off and kneel next to the bed.
Speaker 2: He said it casually as he walked into the bathroom.
Oh God, this is s what I wanted. I slipped
out of my shoes, my trass, and my underwear. I
was completely naked. I crusted my tits and slid my
hand between my legs. I was so turned on. All
I wanted was to just do whatever he wanted. Every
possibility I imagined made me wetter. I tossed a pillow
from the bed on the floor and knelt down on it.
Shortly afterward, Clint walked out of the bathroom. His tie
was gone and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top.
He was un by his sleeves as he approached me.
He stopped in front of me. His crotch was inches
from my face, and I bally wanted to run my
hand over his pants and touch his cock, but he
waited for his instructions. Clint was in charge. He ran
his hand over my cheek and then unbuttoned his pants.
He unzipped them and they fell to his ankles. He
was wearing boxers, and his cock pressed against them but
didn't seem too hard. I reached out my hand.
Speaker 4: No, keep your hands at your side.
Speaker 2: I dropped my hands next to my hips. Clint slid
his boxers down. He was shaved completely smooth, and his
cock was semi hard, extended out but curved down and
touching his balls. I was unbelievably turned on. I had
never fucked a guy who shaved himself smooth before, and
I loved the idea of feeling clink at hard in
my mouth while his smooth skin crest my lips. I
leaned forward and kissed the top of Quint's cock.
Speaker 4: That's right, I, no hands, just use your mouth.
Speaker 2: I didn't need him to invite me twice. I ran
my tongue down Clint's cock until I was licking his
smooth balls. It was awesome how I could feel his
member resting against my cheek as I licked and lightly
sucked his balls. I then ran my tongue back up
Clint's cock, loving how it would twitch and jerk as
my tongue flicked against the bottom of the head. I
ran my tongue around the head of his cock and
then wrapped my lips around it and slid it into
my mouth. I easily fit his whole cock in, but
as I sucked, I could feel it getting harder and harder.
I pushed my lips against Clint's balls and the smooth
and muscular base of his cock. I held my lips
against Clint's body as his cock up more and more
engorged in my mouth. It was the hottest experience feeling
a cock get hard and extend back into my throat.
Quint stroke the side of my head with his hand
and then took a handful of my hair and his fist.
He pulled my head away from his cock, which hurt
a little as he pulled my hair, but it was
erotic too. He shoved my head on his cock and
then used his hand to move my mouth up and down.
After a few strokes, he was row hard. Without any warning,
Clint thrust his hips forward and yanked my head down
on his cock. I was unprepared, and this cock hit
my throat wrong. I forced my head back against his
hand and pulled away, coughing. Sliva tripped off my chin.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand
and looked up. Clint was frowning.
Speaker 4: I'm disappointed, Emma. I expected that you would be able
to deep throat a hard cock.
Speaker 2: I smiled at him for a second and then licked
my lips. I lowered my head while I reached around
and grasped his ass with my hands. God, his ass
was so hard and muscular. Without any delay, I slid
Clint's cock along my tongue into my mouth and then
pulled hard on his ass, shoving his cock deep into
my mouth and down my throat. I took him all
the way on my first try. It was a rock
hard in my mouth and throat, and my lips were
pressed against his shaved skin. I slid back and forward,
taking them all away each time. When I felt he
got the message, I dropped my arms to my side
and looked up at him, his cock resting on my tongue.
Speaker 1: He was smiling very good, Emma.
Speaker 2: He then grabbed my head with both of his hands
and shoved me down on his cock. I was ready
this time and just relaxed as he fucked my mouth
and throat. As his cock filled my mouth, I couldn't
help myself and slip the hand between my legs. I
lightly stroked my clit as I deethroated him. I wasn't
close to an orgasm yet. I was in that awesome
build up phase where everything just felt so good. Moaning
Klint stepped back, pulling his cock out of my mouth.
It was glistening. He looked down at me, and I
just stared at him as precomm and saliva dripped off
my chin onto my tits.
Speaker 1: Pure lust in my eyes.
Speaker 4: Fuck, that felt good.
Speaker 1: He sat down on the bed.
Speaker 4: I was close to shooting my load all over your face, Emma,
but there is so much more I want to do
to you.
Speaker 1: He potted the bed.
Speaker 4: Lie down on your stomach.
Speaker 2: I stood up and crawled onto the bed. I didn't
know what he had in mind, but I was ready
and willing for anything. I laid down my arms on
the bed at my side. I turned and looked back
at him, my cheek resting on the pillow. He climbed
up and straddled my legs. He ran his hand up
the back of my right leg, and I shivered. He
grabbed my ass cheeks with his hands and started to
crust them.
Speaker 4: You know, Emma, I wasn't joking about fucking you and
the ass.
Speaker 2: He ran a finger down my ass crack from the
top down over my asshole, into my pussy and back.
Speaker 4: What do you think of that?
Speaker 1: Do whatever you want with me. I'm here to be fucked.
Speaker 2: His finger left another trail down my ass, but paused
at my tight muscle.
Speaker 4: That was the correct answer, Emma.
Speaker 2: He slid the tip of his finger in my ass.
I hoped yet at least some experiences naval sex and
knew how to massage the inside of my ass to
loosen me up. But I did much care regardless if
he just fucked my ass right there and then, I
knew I'd loosen up pretty fast. In fact, the thought
of him fucking my ass filled me with yearning. I
slid my hand between my legs under my body and
started slatting my finger in and out of my pussy
while Clint's finger slid in and out of my ass.
He leaned forward and his cock brushed against the back
of my leg. God, it was so hard. Clint seemed
average sized, but he definitely was hard as steel. I
focused on loosening my ass muscles as I slid my
finger up and stroked my clit With his cock in
his hand, he stroked the bottom of my pussy and
slid it along my ass. He pulled his finger out
and pushed the head of his cock in. I did
my best to relax, but I needed more time. As
a result, Clint had to push really hard to get
inside me. You were so fucking tight, His comment put
me over the top, and I started stroking my pussy
and clit faster and faster. Oh God, fuck my ass
now please. His cock was so hard that he had
no problem shoving it deep inside my ass to spite
my muscles not being totally relaxed. The initial thrust hurt
a bit, but once he was inside me, I was
so close to orgasm that I didn't care.
Speaker 1: As he pulled out.
Speaker 2: The motion made it easier to relax, and the combination
of my ass crupping his cock and my finger stroking
my clit faster and faster brought me so close. I
was going to beg him to fuck me hard when
he put all his weight forward and shoved his cock
into my ass and held it there. The force pushed
my pussy down on my hand, and I was helpless
under the weight of his hips holding me down. I
was flat on my stomach and Klint lowered his chest
onto my back. His arms were next to my shoulders
and I could feel his thighs against the back of mine.
I felt like he was consuming me. The image of
him sexually taking me over did it. I pushed my
hips back against his cock as the heat in my pussy.
Speaker 1: Grew hotter and hotter.
Speaker 2: You want this, He slid back and then started thrusting hard,
fucking my ass. I adore the feeling of being filled
by a cock, and my orgasm took me away. I
moaned and grasped the sheets with one hand while I
pushed hard against my clit with the other. All my
muscles tensed with the explosion of pleasure.
Speaker 4: I can't believe you were coming as I fuck your ass.
You are such a slut.
Speaker 2: I lost track of time as I let the waves
of pleasure flow across my body. Eventually I was left
panting for breath. As I recovered, Klink continued to fuck me.
He stopped and tensed. I looked over my shoulder and smiled,
you can totally come in my ass if you want,
you wrish. He slowly slid his cock at.
Speaker 4: I haven't fucked all your holes yet.
Speaker 1: Wooh no, you haven't.
Speaker 4: Fuck You are so goddamn sexy, Emma.
Speaker 1: He slid down off the bed.
Speaker 4: I'm so wired, I need to take a break. I
still could come any second.
Speaker 2: Whatever you want. He shook his head and walked off
to the bathroom. I rolled over to my back and
couldn't stop myself and crusted my tits and stroked my pussy.
I was so incredibly horny. I had just had an
awesome orgasm, and I still wanted more. Couldn't walk out,
trying his stomach and crotch with a towel. He had
an amazing body, tall and lean with washboard abs. I
slid two fingers into my pussy as I watched him.
I was thinking of you. He dropped the towel and
I could see that he was softer, not limp, but
not the rock hardness he sustained since I took him
in my mouth. He walked over and stood next to
the bed.
Speaker 4: Make me hard.
Speaker 2: I reached out and took his cock in my hand.
I held it and ran my thumb around the head
of his cock. It twitched and he got harder in
my hand. I stroked it up and down a few times,
and I could feel him get harder and harder. Would
stroke a few times and then rub my thumb or
finger around the head of his cock. In no time,
he was totally stiff. I looked up at Clint's face
and he looked like he was in heaven, but he
noticed me staring at him.
Speaker 1: He grabbed my head, stand.
Speaker 4: Up and then bend over with your hands on the bed.
Speaker 1: I nodded it did as he said.
Speaker 2: I rolled off the bed, stood up, turned around, and
then bent over, placing my hands on the bed. I
looked over my shoulder as I felt Clint put one
hand on my hip. I knew what was coming next
and absolutely loved the feeling a guy's hand holding his cock,
sliding it along my ass as he probed for the
entrance to my pussy, the skin on skin, the initial
touch of cock to pussy, and then the firm thrust inside.
Oh my god, I loved it. However, Clint did something
new and it made me shiver. He slapped my ass
with his cock. It was just a few times, and
it didn't hurt. It was just a new feeling, and
I loved it, like the sudden explosion of skin on skin.
He stopped, and as I felt his hand grasp his cock,
I realized that this may be what a smack on
the ass would feel like, the short, sharp feeling of
skin on skin. That wasn't a bad thought at all.
Quinn stroked my ass with his cock.
Speaker 4: I'm so tempted to fuck your ass again. You are
so tight you.
Speaker 1: Can fuck me however you like.
Speaker 2: I felt the head of his cockslide from my ass
down to the bottom of my pussy. At the moment
it brushed my pussy lips, I shivered. I so badly
wanted it inside me. I pressed backward, trying to somehow
get it there. At the same moment, I felt a
sharp pain on the right side of my round ass
and hurt a smack.
Speaker 4: You are not to move, Emma, don't you know that
I'm the one fucking you and over in wait, I'm
in charge.
Speaker 2: His right hand crest my ass where he had slapped me,
and the dichotomy of the sharp pain in his soft
crest made me moan. It didn't hurt that his hard
cock was pressed between my legs.
Speaker 4: Yes, if you don't behave I will be forced to
punish you again.
Speaker 2: Oh please do, I thought, But before I could even
comprehend how to make that happen, claim it reached down,
slid his cock between my pussy lips, and thrust his
hips forward. His thrust was so hard it was almost violent,
and I dezed my hands to support my body. He
held his cock deep inside me, and I closed my eyes.
Speaker 1: Oh yes, I.
Speaker 2: May have liked that spack, but nothing, nothing felt as
good as a cock deep in my pussy.
Speaker 4: Do you know what I'm going to do now, Emma?
Speaker 2: It was cripping my hips and holding me firm against
his body, his cock pressed deep inside me. You're going
to fuck me?
Speaker 4: Oh? Yes, but do you know what I'm going to
do after that? No?
Speaker 2: My pussy started to throb around his cock. I was
getting off on his talking.
Speaker 4: I'm going to fuck you until I'm ready. I'm going
to push you to your knees and then come all
over your face.
Speaker 2: Oh shit. It almost didn't matter what he said. The
tone of his voice just got me hotter and hotter.
Speaker 4: Would you like that?
Speaker 1: God?
Speaker 2: Yes, I want your cum dripping down my cheeks, on
my lips, and my hair on my chin to whatever
you like.
Speaker 1: Just fuck me, please.
Speaker 2: He slowly slit his cock out, and I was shivering
in pleasure and anticipation.
Speaker 4: Very good, Emma, you deserve a good fuck.
Speaker 2: And as he said the word fuck, he thrust his
cock deep inside me. He paused for the slightest of moments,
and then thrust hard and deep, over and over again.
It was intensely hot, but even as wire with pleasure
as I was, I knew I couldn't come from him
just fucking me from behind. He was thrusting hard, his
thighs slapping against mine, shoving me forward, so I did
my best to support myself with one hand while I
reached between my legs and started stroking my clit with
my fingers. Emotion of his thrust sworn intense compliment to
my fingers stroking my clip, and the symphony of touch
got me hot or and hotter very fast. I reached
back further to bush my fingers against his cock as
he fucked me. He was so hard that it felt
like an iron rod was sliding under my fingertips. His
ball slapped against the very end of my fingertips, and
that made me even hotter. I slid my hand back.
In the moment I touched my clip, I knew I
was at the point of no return. The hard cock
the like touching my own fingers. I started the moan
as I once again felt my whole body tense and
released as the pleasure grew and grew.
Speaker 4: Oh yeah, you came with me in your ass, and
now you're coming with me in your pussy.
Speaker 2: His thrusting increased in speed as my orgasm rocked my
whole body.
Speaker 1: My legs went weak.
Speaker 2: As my orgasm pulsed through my body, my herod and
his zones were overloaded. Every nerve was wired with pleasure.
I chopped at my knees, pulling my pussy away from
Clint's cock. I was going to apologize, but Clink grabbed
my shoulder and tugged.
Speaker 4: Good girl, it's time for me to show you exactly
how hot you are I turned.
Speaker 2: We're sitting on my ankles than my knees. I was
still too weak from two intense, back to back orgasms.
Clint stroked his cock with his right hand. I smiled
and looked up at his face. As he masturbated. He
had this angelic look of concentration and pleasure. He started
to moan, and I looked at his cock. It was
a few inches from my nose.
Speaker 4: I'm coming.
Speaker 2: His muscles tensed, and a stream of hot come hit
my cheek and shot into my hair. I moved a
bit and another shot of come hit me right on
the lips. Its hot witness dripped down onto my chin.
Speaker 4: Oh yeah.
Speaker 2: In another shot of come hit my nose. I looked
up again and Clint leaned forward, his face lost in pleasure.
He pushed his cock up against my other cheek, and
some more com dripped out. He then rubbed this cock
against my cheeks, breading the COUM.
Speaker 4: Do you see how fucking hot you made me? Emma?
Speaker 2: He slid his cock along my lips and I opened
my mouth and licked it. He kept sliding it along
my face, rubbing it against my other cheek and then
my chin. I wrapped my lips around the head of
Clint's cock and stroked the bottom with my tongue, which
made him moan again.
Speaker 1: He pulled back quickly.
Speaker 4: Holy shit, I can't take any more.
Speaker 1: I laughed.
Speaker 2: That's good, because I've run out of fuckable holes. Clint
half stumbled over to the bed and collapsed on his back.
Speaker 4: I've never come so hard in my life. You are credible.
Speaker 2: I stood up and looked at Clint. I rubbed some
coum that had dripped onto my tits into my skin.
Thank you, Clint. I quite enjoyed that myself. I turned
and walked to the bathroom. He left me a bit
of a mess, so I'm going to take a shower.
I closed the bathroom door, turned the heat and the
shower up to high, and climbed in. It was painfully hot,
but felt good. I washed my hair and rinsed myself clean.
As I did, I took several deep, steamy breaths. I
thoroughly enjoyed Clint, and I just wanted to continue to
soak up the pleasurable feelings that were still there, even
as they slowly faded. I grabbed a towel, tried myself off,
and walked out to grab my clothes. To my shock,
Clint was still there. I had expected he would use
my shower as an opportunity to leave without any complications.
Speaker 1: He sat on the bed and looked at me.
Speaker 4: When I fuck you tomorrow, I think I'll just focus
on one hole.
Speaker 2: He had a wicked smile on his face. Oh God,
the gorgeous alpha male was going to be more clingy
than the ugly guy that fucked me in public. I'm
afraid that's not going to happen, Clint. I tried to
be nice.
Speaker 4: Sure it will. You're my fuck toy, Clint.
Speaker 2: That was just for tonight. I picked up my bronze,
started to put it on. Look, I had a good time.
You're a good fuck, really you are. But this was
just a one time thing.
Speaker 4: He nodded, got it, one night stand.
Speaker 2: I slipped on my panties while couldn't stared at my
body the whole time. The way he so badly still
want in me was a bit of a turn on.
This was really awesome. You know how to take charge,
I smiled as I lifted my dress over my head.
I grabbed my high heels, walked over and sat on
the bed next to him. He wasn't miserable, and he
wasn't sad, but he was clearly disappointed. I kissed him
on the cheek and then whispered in his ear, you
are the first guy to ever come all over my face.
I liked it. I slipped my shoes on, but Clint
remained quiet. I stood up and walked toward the door. Emma,
I turned.
Speaker 4: You were the best fuck toy I've ever had.
Speaker 2: Why, thank you, Clint. I turned and walked out the door.
As I walked in my car, I thought about the night.
I did love it. It was everything I had hoped
it would be. I wanted the guy to just do
with me what he wanted, and Clint totally embraced it,
from fucking me in every possible way to come in
on my face. I was there just to give him pleasure.
It was great. What an amazing discovery the dating app
had been for me. I was browsing the app for
sexual experiences and they had all met my highest expectations.
Experiences filled me with a self confidence that I always
assumed I had but didn't realize I lacked. I also
were a primal way of healing after my bad relationship
with Brad Brad being me question my own sexual feelings,
and those damaging feelings disappear as I got together with guys,
guys who knew what they wanted me, and as I
got behind the wheel of my car, I realized that
I had a slow burning fire in me, a fire
to be the one to take charge. What would it
be like if I was the one in charge? What
would it be like if the guy was my fuck toy?
Speaker 1: Would I like it?
Speaker 2: If the guy was nothing more than a cock for
me to do with as I wish and his face
was a place for me to do nothing more than
fuck with my pussy. I knew the answer. All I
had to do was swipe right to find out. Thanks
so much for listening to my podcast. I'm Roxy Callahan
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