It had been a hot South Florida night by winter standards; I hadn’t gone to bed until the early hours of the morning, and when it is so humid, well, it can be tough sleeping in the heat. I was enjoying an overnight in my home town Miami with Murray, a Dolly Date gent from the mid-west whom I had known for years. It was unseasonably warm and it felt more like August than February approaching Valentine’s Day. We’d met, had sex, gone out dancing, had ladies’ room sex ($200 tip to the doorman to keep an eye out for approaching security or bouncers, but Murray was horny and I liked the excitement of it), then we returned to my in-call, I got him off with my mouth at his request, and then late night tapas before coming back home again and calling it a night.
I kicked off my high heeled sandals and slipped out of my strappy summer dress that I’d pulled out of my “off-season” closet before coming to the in-call, and took my underwear off. I never wear pajamas to bed. I climbed into bed next to Murray, with my back to him, I tried to sleep. It was surprisingly easy to dose off that night, however I did wake up every few hours or so. Murray, it seems, can sleep in any weather, hot or cold, I envied that.
The last time I woke up during the night must have been between 4:00 and 4:30am; The TV had been left on, and ABC Overnight News with Diane Macedo was on. Good looking brunette, I thought. Would be a fun threesome with her. Or not, maybe I’d have to corrupt her. I needed more sleep. I could hear the birds chirping outside the window. I looked over at Murray, so peaceful. I admired his body for a man in his fifties, his soft lips, strong arms, muscly torso and of course his still-powerful cock that had given me many orgasms. The more I thought about it the more turned on I felt, I could feel a wetness building up in between my legs. Mmmm, so glad I agreed to an overnight with him.
I couldn’t ignore it, between a sexy newswoman and my lover next to me, I was horny as hell. I cupped my breasts in my hands and massaged them and pinched my nipples making them harden. I ran a hand down my stomach and parted my smooth pussy lips. I glided a couple of fingers down my pussy. Oh my. I was soaking. I began to rub my clit slowly, in a circular motion. I always loved the way that felt. I increased the speed and rubbed it a little faster; I slid two fingers into my pussy and fingered it hard and fast. I let out little quiet moans, so as not to wake Murray, not yet anyway. I needed more pleasure, fingering myself was just not enough. I opened my bedside draw and pulled out my favorite vibrator. It would be too noisy for in here. I walked out of the bedroom and back into the living room of the suite Murray had booked for the night – it had a desk and chair. I sat in the desk chair with my legs over the arms. Not my most dainty pose. Okay, I looked like a slut, and I felt like one, too. And I use the word ‘slut” in the best sense of the word. My body craves sexual stimulation. If there was a sex-flavored vitamin water that would be the one I would be drinking. Bring on the oysters, but this being the pre-dawn hours, no oysters available, but yes for my self-stimulating toy.
I rubbed my clit very fast and let out louder moans. I put the tip of the vibrator at the entrance of my pussy and pushed it in ever so gently, I let out a loud moan. To get my private pre-dawn party started, I fucked my pussy with my toy, shoving it in and out of my juicy, hairless pink pussy, making it even more soaking. I rubbed my clit as I fucked myself with the vibrator. Moaning very loudly now, I was coming very close to orgasm and just wanted to send myself over the edge. I placed the vibrator along with the clit stimulator, right on my clit and turned it up as high as it would go. I continued to fuck myself with it, a little slower this time. I wanted to feel all the vibrations. My body began to shake as I felt the orgasm take over. I moaned incredibly loudly, I’m surprised Murray didn’t wake up even over in the bedroom. I came hard all over the vibrator. I slowly pulled it out of my pussy and turned it off. I licked my cum off of it, every last drop. I may have had one orgasm but I was hungry for more.
Suddenly I was of the opinion that Murray had gotten all the sleep he needed.
I walked back into the bedroom, put the vibrator back in the drawer and climbed onto the bed. By this time it was approaching 6:00am. Murray was lying on his back which gave me a perfect view of his cock, which was semi-hard already, I wondered if he’d been dreaming of anything naughty. I felt so hot and horny, and all I wanted was what was in front of me. I positioned myself in between his legs. I took his cock in my hand and rubbed it up and down slowly. With the other hand I played with his balls. He must have been in a very deep sleep as he didn’t wake up at this point. I licked up and down his cock and kiss his balls. Still not awake. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it slowly and gently. His body began to stir; I knew he was waking up. I sped the sucking up, I took it hard and fast in my mouth and his cock began to harden even further. I heard this loud moan. Okay, NOW Murray was awake. I didn’t look at him; I just kept sucking, and now deep throating his healthy, fine specimen of a cock. He was moaning a lot more now, telling me how good it felt. “Jesus, Dolly, yes, oh shit, wake me up for this, yeah baby….” Hearing him talking dirty with his first words of the day had me even more sexually focused. His cock was rock solid by this point. I stopped sucking as I didn’t want him to cum just yet. I was working with fingers, my thumb on the underside of his cock’s circumcised head, and I could feel him right on the edge. Damn, I hoped he could hold out. I wanted sex, and I wanted it to last. Breakfast of Champions, best kind of a morning.
I crawled up his body and kissed his lips. I felt his tongue enter my mouth as the kiss became more passionate. He rolled me over so I was on my back and he was on top of me. He kissed down my neck and whispered in my ear “Now it’s your turn, you hot slut” I immediately felt my pussy increase in wetness, I love when I’m so comfortable with a lover that we know that we can call each other certain names, and when Murray calls me slut….well, I told you how I felt like a slut when I was solo, so to hear him call me one now, mmmmm, that’s exactly the mood I was in.
Not just any slut. Murray’s slut. When a man says “I want you to be my slut”, being dominated in the wee small hours of the morning, the day just beginning, really turned me on. He took my breasts in his hands and pinched my nipples, he took one in his mouth and sucked on it and gently bit it, and he did the same with the other. He repeatedly did this for ages; knowing that all I wanted was my pussy to be pleasured and making me wait for it.
He got up off me and walked over to the wardrobe, opened it and bent down and opened a box. Great thing about a regular, they get to know the inventory.
He pulled out two pairs of silver handcuffs. I knew what was coming, and knew that soon I would be–that is, me, Dolly, would be CUMMING! So hot. He took my wrists and handcuffed them separately to the bed. He ordered me to spread my legs. Love when we’ve built the trust, the smirk and the wink. Not to mention that I’d shown him how these were escapable so it’s not like I was at risk or in danger. But it FELT dangerous, and the play’s the thing, isn’t that how it goes? So there I was, loving that I’d awakened the lusty beast in Murray’s fifty-something year old body. Ah, to be feeling like a captive about to be ravished…
“Open your mouth for my cock” he said, a command spoken with a wicked grin. He later told me my blue eyes twinkled as I obeyed. “Use that tongue on me,” he continued, “I can tell you love the taste of my cock.”
I moaned and out of desire opened my legs. Murray ran his fingers over my legs, feeling my athletic, toned, runner or dancer’s legs. Take your pick, they’ve been called both. I pouted like a spoiled girl who wasn’t getting her way when his dick withdrew from my mouth. He didn’t notice. Murray positioned my legs for the next phase of his plan of occupation.
“God I love your legs, Dolly” he said, momentarily forgetting that he was doing a bit of role playing as my taskmaster. He drew himself close to me, between my legs. Oh the tension was unbearable. I hoped it would last
He lay in between them. Then Murray softly kissed my thighs, leading up to my glistening pussy. He kissed all around it. I let out little quiet moans again. I love to be teased. He kissed all down my pussy. “Oh, fuh-uck me, please don’t stop,oh God that’s so good…” I moaned.
“How much do you want to be pleasured, slutty Dolly?” Murray asked
“So much baby, please do it, pleasure my pussy, mmmm, so good, eat my sweet pussy,” I replied
“No, you’re not begging enough, my horny little slut. You’re going to get it now!”
I lay there in anticipation of what he was going to do. He slapped his cock up against my pussy and I let out a loud moan every time it made contact. Then he got up off the bed again, went to my draw and pulled out the vibrator I had just used. He licked it right in front of me.
“You already used this, slut?” He asked. My response was just a nod.
He told me that he is going to make me pay for that. He just turns the clit stimulator on, on the lowest setting. He holds it on my clit. Murray then tells me that I’m not allowed to moan and if I do then I will be punished. “Or at least try to avoid moaning as you play along, okay Dolly?” Cute. He chuckled as he asked me to play along. Love it when you guys bring such a sense of friendship, fun and teamwork to our fuck parties.
As he holds the vibrator on my clit he kisses my tits one by one, his soft lips feel so good on my skin. Murray then turns up the setting to medium, this makes it even harder for me to not to moan, he knows that I’m trying so hard so he quickly turns it up to the highest setting, and turns the rest of it on to the highest setting too. Murray shoves the toy in my pussy and I let out a loud moan.
“Punishment”* time. He takes the handcuffs off me. “Get on your hands and knees, slut. You are going to pay for being so naughty and disobeying me.” He orders. I do as I’m told and he puts the handcuffs back on so I can’t move still. (*Not to worry; nobody ever gets hurt in Dolly’s Sex Olympics. Well other than some occasional muscle pulls, but I’m told my mouth on your cock helps make that feel all better when it happens).
He spreads my legs a little further to make access to my pussy even better. He tells me I am going to be spanked for my behavior. I feel his hand hit my ass, again, again and again. I moan with pleasure as he does it. A Goldilocks spank, not too hard, not too soft, but just right. My firm, fuckable fitness-model type ass starts become very pink so he stops. He tells me that my punishment is still continuing as I have been a very naughty slut. (“Thought that’s why you loved me, Murr,” was my thought when I heard that). Murray spreads my ass apart and licks my pussy from behind as he rubs my pussy really fast. I moan so loudly telling him it feels really good. “It might feel good, but you’re not allowed to cum until I say so. Is that clear?” I moan that it is but he demands again, “I said ‘Is that clear’”? I’ve watched “A Few Good Men” with Murray, who never served a day in his life, so I know this is a Jack Nicholson line.
“Crystal clear” I reply. He rubs my clit and slides two fingers into my pussy, rubbing my g-spot so fast. “Nice, my sweet slut, you knew the line.”
I smile to myself. I have fun with Murray, I love sleepovers with him. And then I’m back in the moment because his fingers know me so well that my body really is at his command. My moaning turns to pleasure screams, moaning his name at the top of my voice. He stops. Rams the toy in my pussy, and turns it on to the highest setting, fucking me hard with it. Telling me what a bad girl I am, with a playful wink and a grin.
“Please fuck me, baby, my slutty pussy needs it, oh please baby!”
Murray pulls the toy out of my pussy and rams his cock into me; I let an almighty moan out. My eyes catch the condom wrapper over by the pillow before I can protest, so I realize he was pretty darn quick this morning, I didn’t realize he’d already suited up. And I’m glad, I love having a cock in my pussy. Murray is no exception, his cock always feels so good in my pussy, and size-wise he is probably right in the middle of the bell curve, just to mention that it’s not like a porn sized dick is a pre-requisite for great sex.
Murray continues to thrust his cock into me and even he is moaning loudly. He grabs my hips and pulls me in closer to around his cock to make it go in deeper. I moan that I am going to cum and he tells me I’m not allowed yet. “Save it” he says. I close my eyes and focus on the overload in my senses. Can I hold out? He fucks me so hard I begin screaming and resisting the urge to cum.
He suddenly pulls out of me, takes off my handcuffs and tells me to lie on my back. I do as I’m told. He then gets on top of me again, but in a 69 position. Forcing his now bare cock into my mouth as he shoves his tongue in my pussy and rubs my clit. He tells me I’m allowed to cum now. I suck on his cock so fast. He fingers my pussy and rubs my clit faster than he ever has before. My moans are muffled but still very loud. My body starts to shake again, but more this time. This will be a massive orgasm. Murray continues to rub my clit so fast. I let out the loudest moan yet and squirt at the same time as my orgasm takes over my body. Murray licks up all the cum he can, and then climbs off me. He makes me sit on the edge of the bed and rubs his cock really fast until he moans so loud and cums all over my tits. I quickly lap up what I can.
Murray kisses me and tells me that was a great way to wake up. My thoughts, exactly.
THE END
Purely fictional fantasy for your reading pleasure!