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_(This encounter happened while I was on a weekend away in another city, and I wanted to leave my inhibitions behind)_

I met Dean for a drink at a pub. We’d matched the day before and made plans to meet for a drink and who knows what else, which I didn’t know if I’d keep after fucking 2 guys the night before (one after the other not at the same time!) but I was intrigued and he was really good looking in his user account photos and we both agreed it would be just for a drink with no expectations. So there I was in my sweet dress with its flowing short skirt, flirting with this guy over a cider.

We were getting on really well and he was making very pointed flirty comments, and I was thinking to myself “maybe I can fuck him but that would be 3 guys in 24 hours, surely that’s way too slutty a thing to do?” Turns out, I could be that slutty and then some.

Dean drove me back to my hotel and had his hand caressing my thigh on the drive back, which was turning me on. When we got there, I invited him up to my room. Once inside, he wasted no time.

Dean kissed me, really hard. We kept making out and he pulled me to him, with his hand up my skirt and on my pussy within minutes. I was wet. He unzipped my dress and tugged it down so it was hanging off at my waist, and kissed down to my breasts, pulling my bra down to expose my hard nipples. He was handling me just the way he wanted me and he picked me up and carried me to the bed. There, he laid me across the bed and knelt beside me; we kept making out, and eventually he pulled my panties off me then my dress.

I was lying naked in front of Dean and he was fully dressed, and I think he liked that, the vulnerability of me with him in control. While I was laid out before him, he turned me over a little and spanked my ass, hard.

“Do you like that?” His voice was low, demanding.

“Mmhmm” I nodded, wiggling my ass at him. He spanked me again even harder.

“I’m going to leave my mark on you”.

And he spanked me twice more, palm broadly stinging across both my ass cheeks. I’d never been spanked like that before- I’ve had playful in the heat of the moment style of spanking, but Dean was focused on delivering each stroke hard and biting across my tender ass. It hurt, but I didn’t hate it.

He started to work his fingers over my pussy, rubbing my clit then sliding two fingers into me and pumping them into me. It was so easy because my pussy was soaking wet, and he was focused on making me cum. I loved the attention and I did cum, my body arching a bit, but he held me down. As my orgasm receded, I tried to roll away but again, Dean held me, one hand cupping my pussy, the other buried in my hair at the top of my head, holding my head there braced near his body. His fingers were relentless and I groaned and trembled and bucked in his grip before I came again.

This time, my clit was getting too sensitive.

“You have to stop, please, it’s too much.”

But he ignored me and kept rubbing my pussy and my clit with his hand. It was excruciating, feeling both pleasurable and unbearable.

I tried to struggle, I twisted my body, trying to roll myself away from his fingers on my clit, but his hand on my head held me implacably in place.

“You have to stop. Please, no, I can’t stand it anymore. Please, I’m serious, please stop. I really mean it, no please” as I kept struggling and he kept working my pussy and firmly holding my head. Dean denied me an escape from his control of my orgasms. I began to quietly freak out as I thought what he might consider a safe word since “I’m serious, please stop” wasn’t doing it. He was getting off on this, I could see the stain of precum leaking out into his trousers.

I came again, a small one and I couldn’t even enjoy it. This time he let me go, and I curled away thankful for the release. “Fuck that was too much.”

While I recovered, Dean slowly took off his clothes then walked on his knees to me on the bed. I turned to him to discover his hard cock glistening with precum, near my face. It was a lovely curved cock and I could tell what he wanted from me next. So I moved my lips to cover his cock, wrapping them around his tip and sucking lightly before engulfing the whole shaft. I felt like Dean was a sloppy bj kinda guy and that’s that I gave him, ropes of my saliva coating his cock and balls, dangling between his tip and my lips when I pulled off and looked up at him. And his face was intense. He grabbed my head and started to fuck my face, forcing his cock down the back of my throat until I was choking on it. He was rough but fuck if I wasn’t getting turned on again by it. He groaned and called me a good girl and a fucking slut all within seconds of each other.

He pulled away and turned to grab the condom from his trousers pocket and rolled it on.

“Come here” he told me, moving to sit on the bed, his back leaning against the wall. He held his hard cock up with one hand, another wordless instruction to me.

Fuck, I felt myself submitting to his instructions, and still wet for it. I climbed on top of his lap and slowly slid my pussy down his stiff cock, it hit deep but not too deep and it felt good to finally have my pussy stretched and filled. I started to ride him, grinding into him, before Dean again took control and held me down on his cock while rocking his hips up to fuck me. His hands grabbed my ass and occasionally slapped them.

“You’re such a slut, yeah. Such a good little slut” he groaned huskily.

“Who does this pussy belong to?”

Luckily, sexting on Reddit had prepared me for how to answer this sort of question, even though this was the first time anyone had said it to me in real life.

“Mmmm fuck, this pussy belongs to you” my voice unsteady as I bounce harder on his cock.

“That’s right” with a slap on the ass. “You know this pussy is mine now.”

“Mmhmm, yeah, this pussy is yours to fuck. This pussy is all yours baby.”

That seemed to drive Dean even wilder. With a guttural groan he pumps into me hard and fast a few times before he moves me off him. Tearing the condom off, he tells me he wants to cum in my mouth, and pushes me down between his legs.

I take his cock deep into my mouth, the tip pushing into my throat, and he holds my head down with two hands, flexing his hips and throatfucking me. He likes the way I’m sucking on his cock, the way he’s just using my throat for his pleasure, he won’t let me up for a breath and as he finally cums, it’s with his cock buried as deep as he can push it down my throat, with his fingers digging into my hair holding me in place, while I swallow his load. When he lets me go, I’m a mess, and gasping for air, but Dean looks at me like I’m gorgeous and tells me I’m fucking amazing. And my praise kink hits me hard and I don’t even mind how relentlessly dominant he had been with me.

What I do mind is the annoying neck pain I have for the next few days from the way he held me down on the bed. I guess Dean did leave his mark on me after all.

NSFW: yes

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