Friday Night with My Master

My Master called on Friday morning:

"Good morning, young lady.

My cock is very horny this morning.

Be prepared; we are going out tonight."

Master has a very naughty mind, and when he calls me in the mornings, it means only one thing: "He is on fire."

So I spent the day preparing myself for him...

It was a warm summer's night.

I was wearing a light semitransparent cream shirt, so my tits could be seen, a black silky skirt, high black heels, and lace panties.

My smooth fit body smelt of deep oriental notes of incense and galbanum. I looked sexy and enticing.

My Master was waiting for me in the car.

When I came down, he got out, kissed me on the lips, and opened the door for me

He looked handsome: stylish, charming, and very attractive.

He got in the car, kissed me on the lips again, looked into my eyes, lifted my skirt, looked at my panties, and said, "You are a naughty girl." Then he grabbed my pussy with his strong hand and gently squeezed her. I love it when my Master teases my pussy.

He drove me to a cosy bar with soft lights, a sensual atmosphere with live music.

We sat at the bar, ordered some drinks, whilst listening to the band.

After a while, my Master looked at me very seriously and told me to take off my panties and give them to him. I wanted to go to the lady's room to do so, but Master took my hand and said, "You have to do it here, baby."

People were everywhere; I felt uncomfortable, but my Master's first rule was never to contradict him in public.

I looked straight in his blue eyes while slowly taking off my only piece of lingerie and putting it on the bar counter.

He ran his hand down my thighs, without touching my wet pussy, and asked if I was aroused. I replied, "Yes, Master." He pulled me closer to him and that time ran his fingers in my willing pussy, whispering, "Good job, baby, I love when you're obedient."

I asked the bartender for some water, a few moments later when he brought the water, Master told me to spill a little bit on my breasts. He wanted to see my nipples through the wet semitransparent cloth.

When I did it, he gently and confidently slapped my ass and told me: "Very good, and now I want you to go to join that small group of men playing billiards. When you bend to strike the ball, I want to see your wet pussy."

While walking towards the pool table, I had the mixed feeling of excitement and embarrassment... If Master could see my pussy from the bar counter, probably others can see as well.. My Master has lustful fantasies, I am so into him.

I approached the pool table; two men were finishing playing American Pool.

I looked at them and said with a smile: "Hi, handsomes, how are you tonight? A Cutthroat pool? Do you like three-players games? I bet all of us do" then I winked and seductively smiled. Those two were good looking and smelling rough sex.

They welcomed me in their team staring hungrily at my excited nipples sticking from under my wet shirt.

We began to play. My playmates were very appetizing.

The older one looked like a movie personage: sideburns, semi-long wavy hair, white T-shirt. His muscular arms with an accentuated relief were perfect to grab me and put against the wall while fucking me hard..

The other one, with a duck beard and tattoos on his arms, smelled of rebellion and wild sexual fantasies.

And there I was, in between these/those two naughty boys, fragile and delicate and completely inept at playing pool.

A wave of immense sexual excitement was reigning at our table.

I was very aroused. I wanted to be fucked by those guys.

I was so intensely wet, that a few drops of my wetness flowed down the inner thigh of my leg.

I leaned over the pool table so Master could see my insanely wet pussy...

Our eyes met, he naughtily smiled. My Master was enjoying the show.

I turned back towards the pool table to hit the ball, and felt a man's body nestle against mine. A manly hand with long beautiful fingers touched mine. He smelled suede and coriander. He was so close to me that I could feel his long and hard cock trying to enter my ass.

He whispered with a sexy accent: "Mademoiselle, I saw your shining wet pussy and I want to savor every inch of you, but firstly let me help you to win this pool match." Without waiting for my reply, he strikes the cue ball with a soft and confident movement. He kissed my neck and whispered: "This is how you like to be taken, aren't you, mademoiselle?"

I turned and saw a young, refined man looking at me with passion.

He was insanely handsome: kind eyes, with mi long blond hair, coquette smile. He was tall, wearing white linen trousers and black shirt slightly unbuttoned, showing his hairy and fit chest.

I was insanely turned on and burning from desire to be fucked.

I didn't care that people were around, probably watching us...

I only would think about playing with 3 hard cocks.

I looked at my Master, who winked at me and smiled.

I knew it was the time for me to go; my Master was ready to play with me.

I said to the guys that I was going to powder my nose and left.

My Master drove home in silence; he does that when he is planning something.

I was looking at him driving and thought about how lucky I was to be enjoyed by him.

We got home and entered via the hallway; he firmly smacked my small round tight arse and said with his deep, seductive voice, "Straight to the bedroom, young lady."

As we went into the bedroom; he switched on some soft lighting and asked Alexa to put on some erotic music.

He stood in front of me, and while his fingers were touching my mouth and lips, he said,

"Now it's the time for me your Master to enjoy you. Get on your knees."

He unzipped his trousers and pulled down his briefs.

His rock-hard cock was looking directly at me, making my mouth water.

I couldn't wait to take him in my mouth & suck on such a stiff cock.

I firmly took hold with my hand, bringing him close to my lips to start enjoying his manhood, as I did he stopped me taking me by my chin and making me look at him.

I looked directly into his eyes and smiled with a come-hither look and said,

"Master, I want to taste your cum, please."

"Very good. You can start."

Using my tongue, I started gently and intensely kissing his balls while running my fingers over his ass cheeks. With the tip of my tongue, I gently, with a slow flicking motion, licked the tip of his firm shaft. I could taste the pre-cum of my Master, I slowly smeared with my finger his semen all over the head of his hard penis and started to dribble my saliva onto his cock whilst smearing the wetness on the tip of his cock.

He said, "Take all of it it inside now."

He pushed the entire length of his cock deep into my throat.

"Very good. Now hold it right there."

I could feel all of my Master in my mouth; it felt so good.

After a few seconds, he started to move quickly, making me take him fully; suddenly he pulled out his hard dick and said, "Show me your tongue."

As I did, I felt the drops of his cum on my tongue. With his fingers he took some drops of his cum, and smeared it all over my lips.

He said, "Stand up."

As I stood, I was wet with excitement, he passed his hand over my wet inner thighs. "You need to take a shower, young lady."

After showering, i stood in front of the mirror, drying myself with a towel.

The door to the bathroom was ajar. My Master entered. He approached me from behind, pulled my slightly wet hair on the side, and kissed my neck, starting just above the shoulder. I was looking at him in the mirror. I love his neck kisses. He looked very sexy. His lips with a slow pace were moving up to the nape of my ear.

And then the thrilling experience for me began: he started to pinch my nipple, rolling it back and forth between his fingers. Then he touched my breasts and then came back to my nipple and twisted it.

My Master was teasing me, and I was fired up.

He said,

"You are too aroused for me to enjoy you; you have to cool down."

I felt something cold, touching my inner thighs, rolling towards my pussy. The contrast of the cold ice cube on my hot body felt so good and filled me with pleasure.

My Master told me to bend over the sink and not to move.

It was them that I felt the cold steel of a small, perfectly formed plug about to push inside my tight ass.

My Master said, "You have to take it & now"

I wanted to protest, but he put his hand on my mouth and said,

"Quiet, you need it tonight."

Without delay, he slowly, confidently pushed the whole plug inside of me, it felt so good, better than I could have imagined.

He slapped my ass firmly and entered my wet, willing pussy, starting slowly and then catching up with the rhythm. The sensation of having him in my pussy and the toy in my butt at the same time was beyond words.

I was feeling the closeness of climax and asked my Master if he would allow me to cum;

He said, " No, not yet," and took out his cock, firmly slapping my pussy. He entered me again and started to enjoy me at a slow pace.

I couldn't resist the pleasure of feeling every inch of my Master,

I told him, "Please, Master, I want & need to cum."

He sped up and said, "You can orgasm with me now."

And so we did.

He kissed my neck, gently squeezed my ass, and said,

"Let's take a shower; I am not done yet with you."