The Erotica of Al X
(MF MDom)
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Summary: After Kerrie's boyfriend finds out she enjoys DOM/SUB porn, he surprises her by giving her what she fantasies about.
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"Surprising Kerrie"
by Al X
On the front porch he peers in through the bay window. The house is quiet, but Kerrie's car is in the driveway. She's alone today - her kids are with their father - and he figures she's probably spending this Saturday afternoon napping. He lets himself in with his key and, sure enough, that's how he finds her: dozing on the sofa, still in the oversized shirt she slept in. The shirt has risen up to her hips, revealing her old full bottom panties, white with red and blue polka dots. The radio is on low and her laptop is on the floor.
She's not expecting him - he was supposed to be with his kids - but plans change. With free time he wanted to surprise her. He creeps quietly into the room, although he doesn't have to since she's a sound sleeper. But he doesn't want to wake her. She's a working mom with a hectic schedule. She deserves quiet time. He'll let her sleep.
He turns off the radio, then starts to do the same to the laptop. As he picks it up, words and images catch his eye. The browser is at a porn site featuring dom/sub stories, with a picture of a woman tied up on the side. He looks at Kerrie, then peeks at her panties tucked between her legs. They look damp, and he thinks he detects the scent of sex. He's surprised, baffled, a little hurt. She can be a firecracker in bed, but their sex life has always been on the normal side. This is a side of Kerrie he didn't know existed.
He sits in the chair opposite her and takes everything in. He's always treated her in respectfully, and yet she's reading porn stories about women being dominated and treated like sluts. It makes him a bit angry and confused. But the more he reads, the more he gets turned on. "If that's what she wants," he tells himself. He gets up and sneaks upstairs. In the bedroom he removes his shirt and pants, shoes and socks, leaving him in a wife-beater undershirt and bikini briefs. He's going to give her he fucking of her life, but first, he gets the things he needs: an eye mask from her nightstand, pantyhose from the bathroom.
Downstairs Kerrie remains asleep, lightly snoring. She's on her side facing away from him, with her fleshy butt hanging over the sofa's edge. It looks good squeezed into an old pair of panties, and his cock begins to get erect. He walks quietly to the sofa and kneels beside her. She stirs but doesn't wake.
He knows what he must do: He must be forceful, he must dominate her, he must treat her like the slut she secretly desires to be. When he is ready, he clasps his hand over her mouth. He uses a low voice, forceful and commanding. "Don't scream. Don't move. Don't do anything."
She jumps, startled awake, scared at first, until she realizes who it is. Her fear subsides, but she remains confused and uncertain.
He feels Kerrie's hot breath on his hand, and smells the faint remains of yesterday's perfume. "Close your eyes," he tells her. It's a command, not a request. "Today your body belongs to me, Kerrie. Do you understand?"
"Yes," she answers, breathless.
"Are you willing to submit to me?"
"Yes."
He picks up her head and slips the eye mask over her. He stands up and orders her to do the same. He watches as she first sits up, then unsteadily raises herself off the sofa. She keeps her hands at her side. He places a finger on her lips. "Who owns your mouth?"
"My mouth is yours," she answers.
The finger pries her lips open, and he feels her tongue begin to lick it. He inserts it deep and has her suck it like a cock, but only for a moment. He moves his hand to her breast and squeezes her already hard nipple through the nightshirt. "And your tits?"
"My tits are yours."
He squeezes harder than normal, but she doesn't protest. Then he places his palm on her stomach and runs it lower to cup her crotch. He feels the dampness in her panty and knows she masturbated before. "And your cunt?"
"My cunt is yours."
He presses his fingers tight against her and sees the passion in her face. He could make her cum right now, but instead he tells her to turn around. After she does, he moves close to her. His pulls her body against his, until his cock rests against her crack. "And your ass, Kerrie - who owns your ass?"
Never one to enjoy anal sex, she pauses, but then answers: "My ass is yours."
"To do as I please?"
"Yes," she says as she nods her head. "To do as you please."
He pulls her head back until it rests on his shoulder. "You are here solely to please my cock. Do you understand?"
"Yes," she answers, her ass moving up and down slightly, gently massaging his cock through his underwear.
He pushes her body forward and has her place her hands behind her back. With the pantyhose he ties her wrists together, then pushes her down to her knees. "This is where you belong you're your knees, tied up." With his hands on the back of her head, he presses his crotch against her face. He moves side to side, rubbing his brief-enclosed cock against her. "Tell me what you want."
"I want to suck your cock."
He has her takeoff his underwear. With her eyes covered and her hands tied, it's difficult, but she manages to bite on the waistband pull them over his cock and down to his thighs. Putting his legs together helps her get them all the way down. He steps out of them and places the tip of his hard cock against her lips. "How does my slut feel about sucking cock."
"Your slut loves to suck cock." And to prove it she opens her lips and takes him in, letting her mouth suck him in, using her tongue to stimulate him. When he removes his cock, he forces her to beg for more: "Let me suck your cock. Let me lick you until you cum."
He pushes his cock in and out of her, sliding it over her luscious lips. He wishes her hands were free to play with his balls, but she looks so sexy tied up like this. "My slut is a great cock-sucker," he says, prompting her to go at him more furiously.
He pulls out of her mouth and orders her to lick his balls, and she instantly lowers her head to lick them. She takes long licks, then tries to suck his ball into her mouth. When drops of pre-cum form at the head he has her stop. "Stick out your tongue," he orders. He deposits the milky fluid on the tip of her tongue, then kneels in front of her. Lifting her shirt he grabs her breasts roughly. "Close your mouth and taste my cum." He watches her savor the taste. "Are you a slut, Kerrie?"
"I'm your slut. You cock-sucking, cum licking slut."
"You're such a nasty girl." Reaching below he fingers her pussy through the panty. "You're soaking wet. Your cunt is almost ready to be fucked."
"My cunt is here solely for the pleasure of your cock."
He moves the panty aside and inserts two fingers into her pussy. As he rubs her, she begins rocking back and forth, and her breathing gets rougher. He knows her first orgasm is upon her. He inserts a third finger. "If you cum on my fingers I'll make you lick them off. So if you want me to stop I will."
She's always hated the thought of tasting her own juices, but she is too close to orgasm. "Make me cum," she pleads. "And make me clean your fingers. Make me lick my cum."
As he strokes her harder and faster, the first orgasm comes. Her pussy throbs and her wetness increases. Her body tenses and she begins to moan.
When it's finishes he leaves his fingers inside her. He waits for her heavy breathing to subside. Slowly she settles down, but he's not done with her. "I need to fuck you."
She's exhausted and satiated, but like a true slut, willing to serve him. "I am here to be fucked."
He has her crawl towards an ottoman. She lies face down on it, with her knees on the floor. He pulls her shirt up to reveal her panty-clad ass. Using his feet, he moves her legs until they are spread far apart. Kneeling between her, he pulls her panty to the side and quickly thrusts his cock into her.
"God, fuck me hard," she tells him.
He leans forward until his body almost rests against her back. Reaching his hand up to her mouth, he rubs his fingers, wet with her cum, around her mouth, then pries her lips open. As she sucks his fingers, he moves his body slowly, a gentle fucking rhythm, and she responds with her own body. He gives her long, slow strokes.
When their tempo picks up, he straightens his body up and his hands find her ass. He moves the panty aside to display her crack, then grabs each cheek, pulling them apart to reveal her puckered asshole. He fucks her hard now, slapping his thighs against her. "I should fuck your ass. Would you like that?"
Her answer is only a moan.
"Would you like to feel my fat cock up your ass?" Hearing her grunt, he moves his thumb to her hole and presses at her opening. He knows she doesn't want it, but he teases her: "Would you like to feel my hot cum inside your ass?" She grunts again, and from the way she is bucking he knows she's cumming again. He speeds up his rhythm, as her moans turn into cries of pleasure.
He, too, is about to cum. "Should I cum in your pussy or your ass, Kerrie? Or should I cum on you like the slut you are?"
"On my face?"
After pulling out of her, he pulls her roughly up to a kneeling position. He pushes the ottoman aside and stands before her, his cock just inches from her face. He considers removing the mask, but this is better.
"Cum on me," she says as she opens wide and sticks out her tongue.
He strokes his cock.
"Cum on my slut face."
It doesn't take long. He aims his cock towards her mouth, and soon globs of cum spurt out, landing above her lips, on her tongue, on her chin. As she closes her mouth to swallow his cum, he rubs his cock all over her mouth and face. He reaches over to scoop up the cum on her chin, and she willingly licks it from his fingers.
Finally spent, he sits back onto the ottoman and takes in this sight - his girlfriend kneeling, blindfolded, her hands tied behind her back, her face covered in cum.
"Thank you," she tells him with a smile of intense satisfaction.
"And this is really what you wanted?"
"This is what wanted," Kerrie says as she nods her head. "This is what I needed."
THE END
Written during December, 2006 / Revised January 3, 2007
The author welcomes your comments and suggestions for future stories.
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