“Fuck your Jewish slut, daddy!”

Posted: August 12, 2016 | Author: | Filed under: cumming, Sluts, whore | Leave a comment

“Are you a dom by any chance?”, said the first message from J on Tinder. Tinder, not Fetlife.

There was nothing on my Tinder profile that remotely hinted at me being a “dom”, or atleast I thought so. I replied in the affirmative anyway, wondering where this was going.

We met at a few hours later bar midway from where both of us lived. She was a lot more demure in person than on Tinder. She assured me she is “a lot more slutty” after two beers. And she was. As we got on our with our drinks, she got increasingly flirty and moved closer to me. We had a corner booth, and I slid my into her skirt from behind to find a rather flimsy thong.

We kissed shortly after. A long, passionate kiss.

We spoke at length about her sexual proclivities, her inclinations and experiences, how she wanted to get gangbanged but could never find a way to get it done, how she wanted her first creampie, how she wanted to be choked and beaten up but most guys would chicken out at the thought of it. Personally, I was up for the choking, but I really had no clue what beating her up entailed. Was I supposed to uppercut her as I fucked her? Smash her face against the wall as I took her from behind? Mind you, I love spanking! But this was unchartered territory and I didn’t blame the guys before for running away.

Anyway, I told her I would gladly spank her ass till she was blue, but I really wasn’t going to be punching her face or smashing her head against the wall. I would definitely be rough while fucking her, but that’s where I draw the line.

We took a cab back to her place, and it didn’t take us long to get naked once at her place. She got down on her knees, started sucking my cock without once breaking eye contact. I would pull her hair, and ram it into her mouth making her gag, which she really seemed to enjoy.

And then I turned her around, ran my fingers against her cunt, and slid into her. I fucked her really rough. Spanked her, pulled her hair, rammed it into her ass too. Her response to all this was a combination of “oh yes, Daddy!”, and “Fuck your Jewish slut Daddy!”

At one point, she cummed from getting ass fucked. That is usually enough to make me fall in love with a woman.

I was getting close, and asked her where she wanted my cum. “Cum inside your slut Daddy!”, came the prompt reply. So I did. Filled up her juicy cunt with my cum, and gradually we lay side by side, enjoying the moment.

“Next round, I want your cum in my ass, Daddy.” Who am I to argue?

Dr Jekyll/Ms Hyde

Posted: July 19, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: fucking, whore | 1 Comment

Bombay Girl: Are you going to make me your whore tonight?

Me: Aren’t you forever my whore?

Bombay Girl: Yes! Fuck me hard, tie me up and give me all your cum. Make me your cock whore!

I have got it. I know why Bombay Girl has such an impact on me. She is Dr Jekyll/Ms Hyde personified.

At any given time, she could be either of the two, though I have yet to come across Ms Hyde as frequently when not in bed or not chatting online. It is usually Dr Jekyll that I get to see when I meet her on social occasions.
 
I met her for coffee a couple of weeks ago. We were discussing many things, right from Bernanke and Strauss-Kahn to the character of Hector and the impact of Dostoevsky’s work on post-modernist thought.
I am not smitten like a teenager. Just somewhere between being intellectually drawn, and carnally attracted. Can’t blame me. There’s two people there.
However, that is her public persona. Put her in a room alone with me, and she cannot think beyond the words cock, cunt, pussy, fuck, cum, ass, bitch, whore and a whole lot more that I don’t usually decipher.
I find it hard to fathom how this otherwise docile, pig-tailed, tiny woman who reads Greek classics and Russian litterateurs had acquired such an extensive sexual vocabulary, or how she turned into a nasty ‘cock whore’, as she put it herself. There was an animal inside her, and fucking was the way this animal chose to announce its presence to the universe, turning her into an insatiable monster craving sexual satiation as well as physical punishment. She loved to get whipped, tied, chained, bitten, her hair pulled and what not. How does one learn to associate pain with sexual pleasure?
 
Anyway, I did make her my whore that night. Two hours of nearly non-stop sex, interrupted only by the need to drink some water. We were at it like two sexual gladiators, each competing for glory relentlessly, not letting one outdo the other or allow the tempo to slow down.
Then she was ready. She got on top, dug her nails into my shoulders, rode me hard enough to rattle the bed away from the wall, ultimately collapsing with her arms around my neck. She recovered from it quicker than I expected.
She whispered, “Give me your cum now!”, sliding down my body till she could suck me, taking all of me in her eager mouth. And I did give her my cum soon, as she slurped it all with so much glee.
 
She was already planning our next encounter.”Next time, I will bring my handcuffs along.”
 
Ghenghis Khan