Things calmed down somewhat after their initial frenzied fuck, but both knew that it had been a necessary release of lust after all of their online chats.  He had needed to fuck her as soon as he saw her, and Laura’s submissive side took over at the very moment he had grabbed her and pulled her to him.

After they had caught their respective breaths (and cleaned up) they sat down to chat, each grinning at the other like a horny teenager.

He explained that a last-minute business trip had meant he was in the next town over and he had taken the first opportunity to drive over to see her.  He had thought about telling her but remembered one of their recurring fantasies had been him just turning up at her door and taking her, much like he had just done.

Much to their collective disappointment, though, a meeting meant he had to leave sooner than either had hoped.  Having made plans for dinner later that day, he left, giving Laura a chance to get ready for the ‘date’ with the man she’d known, and, often fantasised about, for years.  She had a smile on her face for the rest of the day.  Her smile got even bigger though as, after quickly selecting a dress, she turned her attention to what lay beneath. As she tried on different lingerie, the slightest contact with her sensitive clit gave her such a thrill that she had to stop before she just abandoned everything and spent all day fucking herself with anything that came to hand.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard the knock on her door a few hours later.  She had chosen a summer dress that looked reasonably conservative in complete contrast to the way she felt, and in contrast to the black ‘fuck me’ lingerie that was hidden underneath.  She had thought that the loose fitting dress would be ideal if things went the same way as they had earlier, giving him quick access to the delights that lay beneath.  The dress flowed behind her as she rushed to the door and she was delighted to see he had almost as big a smile on his face as she’d had all day.

Dinner was more relaxed than either had really expected.  While it was technically their first date, neither of them thought about it in that way.  They were simply two friends who had known each other for years, who happen to have been all over each other hours earlier, yet who had never actually met before that day.  They found that they had a little trouble talking to begin with as they were both used to being safe behind a computer screen, with a delete button and a two-hour flight between them.  However, by the end of the meal, they were chatting away like the old friends that they were.

As they walked back to her apartment, they talked about the events of that morning.  He had wanted to make sure she was okay with what he had done, but didn’t want to talk about it with other people around.  She assured him that she’d had as much fun as he had, and reminded him of her submissive side.  As he remembered the hesitation he’d had to treat her as his plaything in the hallway, and the look of disappointment he swore he had seen in her eyes, something snapped in his mind.  Gone was the gentleman that he usually was, mentally bound and gagged as he decided he was going to allow his darker side out to play.  She may have sensed the change in him also as he suddenly slapped his hand onto her arse as they walked side by side and started sliding a couple of fingers between her cheeks through the light fabric of her dress.

Much like their first meeting, he was on her as soon as they were back in her home; but this time it was different.  He grabbed her as soon as the door was closed.  Turning her to face him, he ran his fingers through her hair before grabbing a handful and forcing her face to him.  He kissed her in a way he had never kissed anyone before.  There was no gentle teasing lip play. This was pure lust, and the look she saw in his eyes confirmed to her that he had changed, that he had taken her, reminding him of her submissive tendencies seriously.  He was in control of the kiss, the situation, and of her.  Her entire body tingled at the thought.

As they made it to her bedroom, he ripped open her dress to get to the joy of her body beneath.  He hadn’t really noticed it much earlier, his mind having been taken over by the situation, and as he saw her standing there in the lingerie set that showed her body off to full effect, he found his mouth starting to water.  The deep black of the lingerie against her fairly pale skin highlighted her curves to great effect.  Her breasts, while not massive, had grown a bit since she had brought the set and they strained against the fabric, which was struggling to contain all of her, forcing her tits to almost spill over the top.  It was an effect that had him almost drooling.

He went straight to her tits, mauling at one with one hand as he bit at the other through the lacy material.  As he delighted her with his torture of her tits, his other hand forced its way into her panties, forcing the material to tighten over her pussy lips massaging her sensitive little bud in the moments before his hand made its way to her now dripping cunt.

As she released her tits from their lacy prison, he pulled her soaking panties down her legs and forced them into her mouth, making her delight in the liquid that her seeping cunt had soaked into them.  He went back to his attack on her heaving boobs.  As his rough hand mauled at one of her tits, squeezing and pinching the nipple as hard as he dare, he would suck and bite at the other before switching sides.  His free hand continued to tease her now exposed pussy, sliding two fingers inside her with ease before adding a third, all the while rubbing his thumb over her now super sensitive clit.  All this attention was sending her into a series of mini orgasms that made it hard for her to stay on her feet.

Before she knew it, she was on her knees in front of him and he was releasing his cock from his trousers, and he had once again grabbed her hair to control her head.  He pulled the panties from her mouth, but as his rock hard cock sprang into the open just in front of her face, she decided to see how far he was willing to go to show his dominance over her.  Closing her mouth tightly shut, she feigned trying to break her head from his grip.  Tightening his grip on her hair, he pulled her head back, so she was looking into his eyes.

‘Don’t.’ It was a simple word but the ominous way he said it was enough to let her know not to test him again.  She was tingling from head to toe. She was on sexual fire, and she was his.

Again his cock was in front of her face and this time she didn’t have time to try anything, not she would have.  With his hand controlling the movement of her head, he forced his hard cock into her mouth, making her take it straight to the back of her throat in one movement.  He held her there, enjoying the feeling of her tongue on the base of his cock and the back of her throat convulsing around his head as she struggled for breath.  When he finally released his cock from her mouth, she gasped for breath, not knowing whether he was going to fill her mouth again. She tried to get as much air as she could.  He had another idea, though.

She loved to be treated like a sexual plaything, and that she had a positive emotional connection with him seemed to make her even more aroused by his domination.  Pulling her to her feet, he threw her onto her bed, lifting her legs over his shoulders so that her cunt was easily accessible to his cock.

Forcing his rigid pole into her in one hard thrust, he held it there, buried deep in her quivering cunt, feeling every contraction as her hot, extremely wet cunt gripped at his steel rod.  As he eventually pulled back he felt the liquid that had been building up in her cunt explode from her onto his balls and the sheets.  He knew that if he pulled all the way out, which was never going to happen, it would be like knocking a hole in a dam. Ramming his cock back inside her sent a fountain of cunt juice spraying all over his crotch.  The sound, the feeling, and the scent of all of this just spurred him on, and he ploughed his hard cock into her sopping cunt over and over, harder and harder, each thrust sending her into orgasmic spasm and making both of them, and the bed, increasingly wet.

Just as he started sensing that familiar feeling in his balls, he did what he thought was impossible and pulled out.  Laura felt disappointed, and empty, until she realised what he was up to.  Making his way up her sweating body, He grabbed hold of Laura’s hair once more, forcing her head into a position where he could ram his cock back into her mouth.

She savoured the taste of both his cock and her own cunt as he fucked her mouth as he had her cunt and her body tingled as he reached back and forced two fingers straight into her vacant hole, and almost choked as a third finger made its way into her tight little arsehole.

As he reached the point of no return, he pulled out once more.  His inhibitions over dominating Laura were now a distant memory, and he had an almost animal instinct to mark his territory.  As he held her head in place with one hand, he removed the other from her pussy and arse and used it to direct his throbbing cock in the direction of her face.  He pumped a couple of times before he erupted into one of the most powerful orgasms he’d ever had.  The jet of cock nectar blasted forward and, as it hit her on her cheek, exploded and seemed to cover half of her face in creamy white cum.  The next two jets went straight into her open mouth and she happily swallowed everything he gave her.  Another two jets spurted from his cock, but the power was all but gone and these just fell onto her heaving tits.

As she collapsed onto the pillow, he used the hand that had just been in her cunt and arsehole to scoop up the cum that was covering Laura’s glowing face and fed it into her mouth.  She greedily sucked on the fingers, savouring the flavour of not only his sticky nectar but also her own cunt and arse.

Both of them took a few minutes to get their breaths back, but as he looked over at her, he noticed the glow coming from Laura’s whole body.  The combination of her own submissive side coupled to her feelings for him had given her feelings she hadn’t had for a long time.  She was satisfied both physically and emotionally and it showed.  The glow from her body might have been because of the covering of sweat clinging to her body, but the smile he could see on her face was one of pure pleasure.

Realising that treating her the way he had, despite his own initial unease, was something that she really wanted, he decided that the gentleman in him was going to be subdued for as long as he was with her.  Looking her right in the eye, he told her in a surprisingly soft yet menacing voice, ‘Laura, you’re going to be my slut for as long as I’m here.’