Coming Together Again Pt. 01 – BDSM – Free Sex Story

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Author’s Note: This story is a work of fiction, derived from my own insatiable imagination. Any resemblance to others, real or imaginary, is purely coincidental. Please note that this work contains detail that involves Anal play, power/control and Orgasm denial/edging.

Candy was a cute 33-year old blonde, petite and with voluptuous 36C breasts with large pink nipples. Her hair was long and wavy, reaching almost down to her rounded, soft white Ass cheeks. She had a soft belly and thick thighs, a few extra pounds gracing her soft flesh, nothing out of the typical for a ‘real’ woman. Candy enjoyed the fact that she had curves. She had no desire to look like one of those stick-thin models. The softness of her flesh and the overflowing handfuls when she grasped her breasts reminded her that she was more than enough. Her size didn’t define her. She was a short 5 feet 2 inches tall and weighed an average of 165 pounds, sometimes fluctuating up or down a few. To her, she was gorgeous inside and out, just the way she was. ‘After all,’ she wondered to herself, ‘my lovers have never complained.’

Candy loved to play in the bedroom, and usually jumped at the opportunity to tease and tantalize others to the brink, then keep them there as long as efficient before finally giving them permission for release. It made her excited to think about her lover begging for permission to cum, and she often used this fantasy as a fuel for her own lusty imagination when she masturbated. There wasn’t anything she loved more in this world than to hear her lover saying “Please, oh please god, please let me cum!” It almost all the time made her climax right then and there, just to hear that utterance out of the mouth of her partner. She loved to play edging games with her lovers – both women and men.

Candy was feeling particularly Hot one day and decided to head out to the club for a night out on the town. It was a Friday night in June, the weather warm and the evening ripe with possibilities. As she pulled up to Club Sapphire, she could feel a familiar warm sensation between her legs. The tight form-fitting red dress she was wearing hugged her curves in all the right places. She had also made sure to put on a pair of red thong underwear before leaving the house, but not before putting a plug inside her tight little sphincter. The plug had a gorgeous purple heart-shaped jewel at the flange end. She loved to feel the plug as it stretched her tight hole and moved inside her with every movement she made, feeling the slight tugging sensation as her pink hole clamped down around it, her sphincter holding on tightly. When she sat, it drove the plug deeper into her hole, pressing firmly into the walls of her rectum and driving her wild.

Candy walked into the club and sauntered up to the bar slowly, greeting the sexy brunette bartender, a woman in her forties, with a bright smile and a twinkle in her eye. “What can I get ya?” the bartender asked, returning Candy’s smile with a little wink.

“How about a daiquiri,” Candy replied, a slight smile crossing her lips before lightly biting her lip. “It’s a special occasion.”

“You got it, Love.” the bartender replied before quickly getting to work preparing the drink. Candy sat at the bar, smoking her cigarette, the ash getting long as she mindlessly smoked it, lost in her own thoughts about the evening she hoped would materialize. She closed her eyes momentarily, allowing herself to fantasize about her lover, begging for permission to cum, as she stroked and teased them mercilessly, keeping the anticipation building for as long as efficient, watching them tremble with desire.

“Hi,” she heard suddenly, awakening her out of her fantasy. She looked over quickly, stunned at what she saw.

Dirk was 35 years old, with blue eyes, blonde hair and tattoos covering most of his body. He had a killer smile and eyes that would melt any girl’s heart. He stood about 5 foot 9 and weighed about 175 pounds, a slight belly in the middle but a more than generous package down below, if the bulge in his jeans was any giveaway. She had all the time admired Dirk’s body, she knew him well. After all, he was her ex.

“Come here often?” Dirk asked her teasingly with a smile, nudging her arm slightly as he sat on the barstool next to her before ordering a Bud Light.

“No, not really,” she answered him quickly, which they both knew was a lie. She had been coming here often since their split, enjoying the scene and meeting new people. She was still trying to get over him, and if she was honest with herself, she didn’t think she ever would. Any girl would kill to be with Dirk, she wondered wistfully to herself, flicking her ash and realizing her cigarette had burned down to her fingers. She pushed the butt forcefully into the ashtray, irritated that she had missed her opportunity to smoke, and quickly lit another, her fingers trembling slightly. He had all the time had that effect on her.

“Yeah, me neither.” Dirk said, straining to try to talk over the loud music booming throughout the bar, the bright red and blue strobe lights periodically casting their faces in bright light followed by shadow.

‘That’s probably because he’s already got some new arm candy,’ she wondered to herself somewhat bitterly, flicking her ash towards the ashtray even though there was no ash to flick yet. Her mind raced as she wondered about how happy he probably was now, how unfair it was, and that she secretly hoped his new piece was an ugly, hairy monster. This wondered brought a slight smile to her lips, and she took a long sip of her drink.

“What?” Dirk asked, noticing her smirk.

“Oh, nothing,” she replied, before continuing. “I was just thinking how happy I am for you that you have someone new. I mean, since you don’t come here often.”

Dirk let out a long sigh, realizing he had been holding his breath, his shoulders slumping slightly. “There is no one.” Dirk responded.

At this, Candy became surprised, and if she was honest with herself, a little excited. She couldn’t help herself when she said “Really? No, I can’t believe that. A handsome guy like you?”

Dirk looked over at her, a surprised look on his face at the sudden adoration from Candy. He looked into her eyes and wondered he saw a longing there, along with something else he couldn’t quite make out. He wondered for a moment that perhaps she was being sarcastic, but he couldn’t be sure.

He paused for a moment before responding, thinking back over the 8 years of their relationship together. It had ended on an amicable note, both agreeing to remain friends. He just couldn’t find out where it had all gone wrong. They had all the time had a very Hot Sex life, and had enjoyed exploring fantasies together. They wrote each other dirty texts throughout the day, just to show they were thinking of the other and couldn’t wait to do dirty things together later. They had all the time promised to each other to keep it interesting and exciting.

But then, it seems, life got in the way. He got busy at work, her company took off and she became busier than ever. Before they knew it, they hardly even saw each other. They gradually drifted aside before ultimately becoming nothing more than roommates. He couldn’t stand it, she wasn’t happy, so they agreed to part. If he was completely honest with himself, he’d never been more miserable. All he wanted was Candy back in his life. But he wasn’t sure if she felt the same way, and didn’t feel like he could ever bring himself to ask.

The beers went down smooth like water droplets dripping off a cool glass on a Hot day, and before Dirk knew what was happening, he started talking. The alcohol was loosening his lips a bit, easing his inhibitions. He slid his stool closer to Candy and said in a low voice “Well thank you, sexy. You look pretty ravishing yourself tonight. Is there anyone for you?” As he said this, he allowed his eyes to wander from her face to her breasts, then slowly down her body, exploring each of her curves in detail, the red dress flattering her body in every way efficient, hugging her curves in all the right places. He could see the rise and fall of her chest as her breath quickened.

“No,” she said in a low voice, her eyes staring into his, before dropping her glance to his lips, then to his lap, hoping to catch a quick peek before he noticed.

Dirk did notice, and adjusted slightly on his stool, his penis beginning to twitch a bit in his jeans. The familiar sensation of warmth and tingling filled his groin and he leaned forward a bit, trying to conceal his growing erection at the wondered of this gorgeous girl checking him out. ‘His’ gorgeous girl – at least that’s how he still saw her, and all the time would.

“So what are your plans for the rest of the evening?” Dirk asked her, trying to meet her gaze, a look of lust in his eyes. He remembered how Hot she had been in bed, a skilled lover, and he couldn’t help thinking back to the incredible orgasms he had experienced with her. No other could ever compare to her.

Candy smiled a bit, her cheeks with a slight blush. “Nothing planned, really. Just hoping for a little fun.” she responded as the alcohol fueled her desires and all but removed her inhibitions. She still loved Dirk, and she loved playing with him in bed, teasing him, driving him wild. He was a great lover and knew just how to please her. He loved to play along with her little games, and she could feel her Pussy getting wet from the wondered of it. She squirmed a little in her chair, the thong dividing her lips aside and digging into her soft flesh, the plug pressing deeper into her rectum. In her surprise at seeing Dirk, she had almost forgotten she had put that in there before she left. The deep pulsations of her tight pink hole around the plug was a pleasant reminder, the feeling causing her to pause for a moment, a bit flustered as the pleasurable sensations of her filled rectum made her squirm.

Dirk noticed her shifting a bit in her seat. He knew Candy well, and knew that she probably had something up her sleeve – or someplace else – and the wondered was driving him wild. He hoped that when she said she was hoping for a little fun that her plans might include him. He leaned further forward on the bar, resting his elbows on the ledge and trying in vain to conceal his growing erection as it pulsed and twitched in his jeans. He quickly reached one hand down and stealthily tried to rearrange himself before she noticed.

But Candy did notice, and knew exactly what he was doing. It turned her on, knowing that she was having an effect on him. She couldn’t wait to see that cock again, it had been far too long. She missed the 9-inch long shaft, the thickness of his girth, the firmness of it with the slight curve at the end and the large pink head, baby smooth and soft. She missed lightly licking the tip with her tongue, feeling him tremble beneath her as she gripped it with one hand, slowly stroking him as she swirled her tongue around the head, sticking her tongue into the slit slightly before flicking her tongue along the little bundle of nerves at the base of the head and feeling his legs shake as he tried to hold back a little longer.

The wetness was growing in her panties and she shifted a bit as she felt her juices flowing out around the string of her thong, the tightness of the strap digging into her Sex lips. She shifted slightly in the seat, wiggling her hips side to side, trying to readjust so that she could feel the pressure in all the right places. She then sat straight up on the stool, placing more of her weight on the back end, pressing the plug deeper into her tight little hole. The feeling sent pleasurable sensations shooting up her spine as she felt her anus tighten rhythmically around the plug.

She knew that Dirk loved fucking her Ass, as he had all the time been an Ass man. Sometimes, when he was a good boy, she would let him have all of her Ass, letting him pound her hard until he would fill up her tight little pink hole with his cum. Then she would spend the rest of the day enjoying the pleasurable sensations as the cum slowly dripped out of her rectum, a constant reminder of the good Ass-fucking she had received earlier, his reward for following her instructions explicitly.

The drinks continued to flow between the two of them, the conversation never lagging. “Should we take this elsewhere? It’s getting a little crowded here.” Dirk said to her, a look of lust in his eyes as he looked deeply into hers.

“Sure,” she said, a little smile playing across her lips. “Where did you have in mind?”

“I’m staying at the Ramada a few blocks from here,” Dirk responded. “I have plumbing issues at the house and the plumber is working on it, but for now there’s no water. We can go there and catch up if you want. For old time’s sake.”

Candy could see a little gleam in his eye. The look of deep longing in his eyes made her pulse quicken, her breathing getting faster. She felt the moisture grow between her legs, her Pussy quiver with anticipation. “I would like that.” was all she managed to say before he grabbed her hand and quickly pulled her to her feet, embracing her and planting a warm, sensual kiss on her lips.

Candy froze for a moment, surprised, her body stiffening up in response. But then she closed her eyes, her body softening like butter on a warm windowsill as she melted into his arms. She could feel the desire in him by the way his hands stroked her body, gripping her waist and holding her close. He moved his hands down her back slowly before resting them on her buttocks. He squeezed, spreading her cheeks aside slightly and pulling her closer to him as he explored her mouth with his tongue. She responded by sliding her hands down to his buttocks, grabbing firmly before sucking on his tongue lightly.

Finally, Dirk pulled away, breathless, the smell of desire lingering on his breath. “Let’s go,” he said to her, pulling her hand as they weaved their way through the crowd. Both of them were feeling the anticipation, the desire as it burned deep within them. Dirk couldn’t wait to do some catching up with Candy. They had lots of time to make up for, and it had been a long dry spell for him. He knew what Candy could do, and was hoping that she wouldn’t hold back tonight.

They stepped outside and hailed a cab before hopping inside. Dirk gave quick instructions to the driver, then turned back to Candy in the back seat and placed one hand on her face, gently stroking her cheek before moving in close and placing his lips close to hers, lingering for a moment. Candy could feel his Hot breath on her lips and she was aching for him to touch her, to kiss her deeply, to feel her body. Dirk pressed his lips into hers, his hand holding her face steady as he began to slowly move his tongue in and out of her mouth, a slight moan escaping him.

Candy was squirming around in her seat, her hand exploring his broad shoulder, his strong biceps, then moving around to run her fingers down his back. He moaned in response and she suddenly pulled him closer to her and leaned back on the seat, pulling him on top. Dirk began laughing, saying “No, not yet.” He was excited too, but didn’t feel like giving the cabbie a show. Not this time at least.

Pulling up to the hotel, Candy climbed out of the cab, pulling on Dirk’s arm playfully, willing to join him in his room. Dirk laughed, saying “Just a second, sexy. I have to pay the man.”

“Hurry!” Candy said, a playful tone in her voice but an undeniable urgency there too. She was very wet now, the desire burning within her, the longing causing a strong lusty feeling that she had to have him now. She couldn’t imagine waiting another minute. A little pout crossed her lips, and she batted her eyes in his direction, giving her best puppy-dog eyes look. Dirk turned around and saw her, chuckling a bit and feeling an intense urgency to fuck her right then and there. She was obviously hungry for him and he couldn’t wait to let her have it.

Arriving at the elevator, the pair walked in and embraced as soon as the door closed. Hands roamed urgently all over each other’s bodies, their lips pressed hard against each other, and Dirk pressed Candy up against the wall, pinning her to the side of the elevator and pressing his body into her. She could feel his erection pressing into her, urgently trying to escape the confines of his jeans. Dirk’s hands were trembling slightly as he grabbed her waist firmly, then slid his hands up the sides of her body before cupping her breasts. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths, soft moans escaping from both. There was no sound in the elevator except for their heavy breathing, occasional moans and the beeping sound as each floor was passed.

The elevator came to a stop and the door opened slowly. Dirk still had Candy pinned to the wall, her hair a mess and their bodies entangled when the door opened. Dirk and Candy both turned their heads to look at the open elevator doors and saw a small elderly Asian man, staring with eyes wide, his mouth agape in astonishment. They released each other from their grips and separated, trying to quickly adjust their hair and clothing before chuckling a bit and exiting the elevator. As soon as the Asian man entered the elevator and the doors closed, bursts of laughter sprang forth from Candy’s mouth, and she grabbed her waist, doubling over at the hips from laughing so hard. Tears streamed down her face as she continued to laugh hard, struggling to catch her breath. Maybe it was all the booze making it funnier, but she knew she wouldn’t forget the look on that little Asian man’s face any time soon.

Dirk arrived at room 254 and fumbled in his pocket to grab the room keycard before dropping it on the floor. Candy watched as he bent over to pick it up, and she reached out to grab his Ass, sliding her fingers between his cheeks to stroke him. Dirk grabbed the card and stood back up quickly, jumping slightly, surprised by her touch. He turned to look at her, a smile across his face and a gleam in his eye. She had seen that look before. She couldn’t wait to get the evening started.

Once in the room, Dirk offered her a drink. He had a bottle of wine and brought out a pair of wine glasses, setting one in front of her at the bar near the kitchen and pouring her a glass before she could object. She brought the glass to her lips, sipping slowly, never taking her eyes off of Dirk as he moved. She remembered how sexy he was, the way his muscles in his arms moved when he flexed them, the way his Ass looked in his jeans, his big strong, broad shoulders and strong upper arms that had held her thighs firmly many times before while giving her a proper pounding.

The wine glasses now empty, Dirk got up and moved to the living room, playfully laying on the middle of the living room floor. “Come and get me!” he said with a little laugh, a smirk on his face.

“Oh, gladly.” Candy said, getting up slowly, feeling the room move a bit as she stood. Clearly the alcohol was having an effect. She walked slowly over to him, then knelt down next to him. She reached one hand out and placed it just above his knee before slowly sliding it upwards. “Do you want to cum tonight?” Candy asked, feeling her Pussy twitch as she said it.

“Mmmm…. Yes please!” Dirk responded, wiggling his hips slightly. He grabbed the waistband of his jeans and began fumbling to unbutton them. He then pulled the zipper down and started to quickly pull his pants off. As they slid down past his hips, Candy grabbed the waistband with both hands and pulled them down his legs, tossing them to the side. She watched in amazement as his hard cock pressed into his blue boxer shorts, standing straight up at attention and twitching occasionally, begging for attention.

“Oh my,” Candy said, her eyes never leaving his cock. “It looks so yummy.”

Candy placed her hands on his thighs and slowly slid them upwards, towards his groin. Dirk let a little moan escape his lips, and began wiggling his legs in anticipation. “Shhh…” Candy said, bringing one finger to her lips. “Nice and slow now.”

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