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She reached a hand back and smacked my ass hard.
I gasped.
She smacked me again and ground her pussy hard against me. I swear I felt her hard nub press into me. Diane put her hands in my hair and rubbed for a second before pushing my face into the comforter. She trembled and shook as I struggled to breath. She let go of my head and I lifted my face off the comforter and inhaled hard. Her scent filled my nose and mouth.
Diane rested against my back for a moment. Her breasts pressed against my back. Her nipples felt impossibly hard and then I realized she had pierced them.
"Stay where you are," she growled and crawled off me. I heard a drawer open and close and she climbed on my back again. She lifted her panties off me and put something around my head. It blocked the light out and she buckled it into place. She climbed off my back and pulled me into a standing position.
She turned me around and ran her fingers over my lips. I opened my mouth and tentatively licked them. Suddenly, she stuffed something in my mouth. Her underwear. They tasted faintly of detergent and fart. I nearly gagged.
"Oh, don't be like that. I want to hear your pretty grunts when I fuck you." She pushed me back on the bed. This time, the bar pressed against the back of thighs. My ass sat in the wet spot my dick left.
Diane climbed on me. She set her soaking pussy just over my sack. She ran her hands slowly along my chest, picking at my chest hair every few inches. She pulled out a few clumps and tears gathered in the mask. My dick popped up.
"I'll get to you," she whispered to my cock. My ass felt uncomfortable. She reached my nipples and twisted. I struggled not to jump up. She squeezed and twisted again.
I mumbled through the panties.
"That's what I like to hear," she laughed and twisted harder.
Diane sat up and felt the tip of my dick. She scratched it gently with her nails and pulled it into her pussy. I hadn't even realized how much tension had gathered in my legs. Pain gathered in my abdomen from taut muscles. The warmth of her flooded my cock. I shivered at the temperature difference.
She pulled my hands up and guided them to her breasts. They felt so warm and round. I rolled my head back and I could nearly see light. I felt a little blinded. Like I stared into pure energy and emotion.
Sweat drenched my hands. I grasped her breasts firmly and tried to move my hips. She rested her hands on my neck and pressed ever so gently. "No, you stay where I put you." She squeezed a bit. Blood rushed to my head and I struggled to breathe. She released my neck and propped herself against my collarbone. She lifted her ass and slammed her wet slit on my cock.
I shuddered and she inched her hands up toward my neck. She slammed my dick again and again. I felt afraid to take my hands of her breasts but I struggled to keep them in place while she slammed against me. I felt stiff and unyielding in her as she hammered her pussy over and over again against my rod. I breathed shallow stilted breaths and my chest grew tight. She grabbed my neck and held it tight as she milked every last drop from me.
I felt her pussy spasm and she gasped. I grew faint and started to panic. Diane let go of my neck and climbed off me.
When I caught my breath, I reached for the straps on the mask.
"Nope," she grabbed my hands and put them to my sides.
I heard her get up from the bed and put her clothes on.
"Ok, now you may take the mask off."
I suddenly realized I had never seen her naked. I had fucked someone who I might never see naked. The straps proved too difficult for me to manage in my jittery state so I yanked it off. I left a few clumps of hair in it.
"You can sleep on the couch if you want to," she said. "Bed is mine though."
I couldn't meet her eyes. I looked at the clock. Still time to make the bus home if I didn't lollygag.
"That's alright, I need to get home."
I stood up and Diane pushed my ass forward with her foot. "I had a good time tonight, Mike. Maybe it's not your thing but you were a good sport. If there's a next time," she pointed to her sticky crotch, "I might make you clean up after yourself."
"Ok," I said. I walked out of her room, my head hung down a little.
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I started to nod off on the bus until my phone buzzed. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked down at a picture of my spread ass cheeks. I blushed and went to my phone settings to find a way to lock it. I didn't want to delete the photo for some reason but didn't want anyone else stumbling on the photo.
The walk from my stop lasts about three blocks and I felt embarrassment and nerves every step of the way. I chain smoked to keep my mind off things.
When I arrived, Shelly stood on my stoop in a new nighty. Cheetah print if I recall correctly.
"Wondered if you were coming home tonight," she said.
"Yeah, I had a date, I guess."
She smiled and came close to me. "I can smell her on you. What's she look like?"
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pulled up a pic of her and turned it to Shelly.
Shelly grinned. "You fucked a black girl? Oh, god. That is so hot." She rubbed her hand against my bulge. "Have you got another ride for me, cowboy?"
I felt like I should have said no. I had so little energy and I felt like I had survived a close brush with death but somehow I needed the tenderness. I needed to feel a normal, sensuous, vanilla fuck. I reached between her legs and felt her slit. She squirmed under my touch and kissed me. Her breasts pressed against my chest.
"Will you?" I asked.
"I'll do you right here if you want," she moaned.
"Inside will be just fine," I said. I pulled my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door. We walked in and didn't stop walking until we reached my bed. She pulled off my shirt and pants and knelt at my feet.
She frowned at the sight of my bruised cock. "If people are going to be so rough with my toys, I won't want to lend them out." Shelly licked the head of my cock and it perked up. "I do like the taste of her on you." She took my dick in her mouth and nibbled at the base a little. I felt my dick press against the back of her throat. Her lipstick smudged on me. I felt the warmth return to my body when she sucked on my cock.
"That's better," Shelly stood up and slid her bottom off. She pulled her top off and hugged me tight. "I'm going to fuck you so pretty."
She led me to the bed and climbed on top of me. Her breasts pressed against my face. she rubbed my cock and stared into my eyes with so much tenderness. Tears welled in my eyes and she pulled my hurting dick between her shaved lips. She slowly rode me and I felt like a broken jar. So surreal and distant. Like I had been dragged kicking and screaming out of my shell and she gathered me back up and put bandages on all my wounds.
I breathed hard. She put her hands on my face. I flinched.
"Oh, baby," she licked her lips and kissed me passionately.
My erection grew painful and if felt sharp when I spurted in her.
Shelly crawled off me and pulled my hand to her clit. I rubbed it until she trembled and gasped.
I woke up with her arm over me. The sun peeked through the front door.
"Shit. Shelly, wake up."
She yawned. "I guess I'd better go," she said.
"Yeah. I don't feel like another beating today."
Shelly rolled out of bed, put her clothes on, and walked out the door.
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