1. My New Man (Alan 02)


    Date: 11/17/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: ivyChaste, Source: LushStories

    As luck would have it, Alan moved a block down the street from where I live. It happens, right? Also, we started texting more, which was great but sometimes his texts turned me on so much, I had to finger myself in the ladies room at work. I got him back by sending him a picture of my pussy, knowing he’d be working late and thinking of what to do to me later. And when later came, he’d be gentle and kind when he picked me up from my complex and took me for a ride. He commented on my cute dress and kept a hand on my thigh. And whenever I could, I put his hand in mine and held on. Dinner was lovely. The walk was lovely. We held hands while walking. The night was cool. The sky was dark. After dinner, he wanted to go to the pool. I looked around and Alan smiled, “I’m your Master tonight.” I swallowed and nodded once, “Okay.” And, with the sweetest of all looks, he commanded, “Take off your clothes.” Biting my bottom lip, I reached back and unhooked the clasp on my dress. As it fell down my body, he watched without removing any of his clothes. I unsnapped my strapless bra, tossing it aside. Last, I turned around so he could admire my ass, and I pulled down my panties. I stepped out of them and flicked them at him. He caught them, lifted them to his nose and inhaled deeply. Naked, the cool night air on my skin, I waited for further instructions. “Come here,” he said and I did. He swallowed and I could see the lust in his eyes as he tossed aside his jacket. He lifted his arms and ...
    commanded, “Take off my shirt.” I again bit my bottom lip as my fingers roamed over his warm skin, sliding the shirt up his body until I lifted it over his head. He looked good. He smiled, seeing me swallow, and then he ordered, “Take off my pants and boxers.” I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his fly. My thumbs hooked both layers and, as I slid them down, I kept my gaze low, squatting before him. He took one foot out and then the other, and I tossed his clothes aside. Completely naked, Alan was glorious and my nipples hardened at the sight of his twitching cock. Soft, he was a good four and a half inches; hard, his eight inches were more than enough for me to handle. As his crown peeked up at me, he put a hand around my neck and pulled my face to him. Soft lips and an insistent tongue met mine with need and mad hunger. His kisses were soft but his tongue kept mine busy as he pulled my body against his. He smiled and broke our kiss just after I moaned. He led me over to the hot tub. The water was hot . I followed him in, sat on his right leg, and he kissed me hard. I felt his left hand slide between my thighs before two fingers entered me. I gasped and he commanded, “You cannot cum until I tell you.” I swallowed and whimpered, his fingers fucking me hard in the hot water. “What if I do?” Alan kissed my neck and replied, “Just don’t.” He kept kissing my neck as I moaned, his fingers hard and very long, deep inside me. “Touch me,” he ordered and I squeezed ...
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