“Klaus, shouldn’t we at least talk about this first?” I asked him as he advanced towards me in his birthday suit.
“What is there to talk about Sera? You need sex and I also do. Isn’t that the reason why we both went to VH?
So, there is no need for talking.
I’ve seen you naked and I have heard you moan and see you cum.
What’s there to talk about?
I just need a good fuck and I want to fuck you so good that you won’t have the energy to go to VH again.
You are mine Sera. You are mine and the sooner that dawns on you, the better,” Klaus said and I was excited and afraid at the same time.
Excited at the prospect of being fucked by that rock hard dick and that looked like a monster and was getting harder by the second and afraid at the thought that Klaus wanted to own me.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be owned by anyone so soon after a breakup.
I wasn’t sure that my heart would be able to take another rollercoaster and then be left in the middle to save myself.
No. I didn’t want to.
I wanted to be free and control the men that came to my life and that was the reason why I bought that Velvet House membership that cost me an arm and a leg.
“Klaus, I think we should… I think we should …” I wanted to refuse by I felt my clit tremble in anticipation.
Klaus was handsome, rich and well endowed and he wanted me and … why fear?
What was the worst that could happen?
Me falling in love? Me having good sex?
Or me getting heartbroken?
It wouldn’t be the first or the last time. I could heal another heartbreak but for now, I needed, no, I wanted sex.
I craved being enslaved and dominated in all my holes.
I craved crying out in pleasure.
I wanted to feel myself trembling as waves of pleasure after pleasure ran through me and poured out of my vagina in waves of slimy fluid.
I missed Klaus’ tongue and fingers on me.
And so, even without a second thought, I smiled at him.
“Okay, let’s see what you can do. But don’t disappoint me.
Your performance tonight will determine whether you can be a regular or not,” I told him and he gave me the most charming smile I had yet seen on his handsome face.
“Good girl. Now, undress!” He commanded and I felt a jolt run over me.
Yes. That was the dominance I wanted.
I lifted my dress as I wanted to remove it with one move up my head but he stopped me.
“Don’t. Remove it wout grace. One button at a time. I want to savour you,” that commanding tone again and I loved it.
I started unbotting the dress one button at a time and when all buttons were done, instead if lifting it, I slid it down by removing one strap and exposing one bra clad tit at a time.
He groaned in desire and I was having the time of my life when I saw him swallow and his dick twitched.
I chuckled and he looked at me in a displeased manner.
“Are you laughing at me? I will make you pay for that,” he said and I was ready to pay.
I loved what he was doing to me by just his voice and his look.
I stepped over the dress and I could feel the wetness on my panties and I was so ready for him but I didn’t want to show him that I was eager.
I wanted him to take the lead because I wanted to be dominated.
“Oh, goodness! I can’t take it anymore.
Why are you so beautiful?” He asked but he didn’t walk to me but kept his position.
“Take off your bra,” he commanded and I saw him hold his dick and start jerking off before me.
That sight made me lose my mind.
He was so big and pink and I wanted my slim fingers around that girth.
I removed my bra and my not so big and not so small tits hang there with my pink nipples on alert and pointing directly at him.
“Now, suck on them,” he told me and I was oh, so ready.
I held my tits on my palms and squeezed and rounded my index fingers on my nipples and then bent my head as I lifted my right side tit and took the nipple in my mouth.
I moaned in pleasure as I felt a wave run from that nipple directly to my clit.
All that time, I was keeping my eyes on his hand that was pleasing his cock.
He spat on his hand to lubricate it and then returned it it his cock and his jerking movements became eratic and he moaned and then stopped.
“Do you want me?” He asked me and yes, I wanted him but I didn’t say it.
I wanted him to want me as much as I wanted him.
But since I was the slave, or so I hoped, I just kept quiet with a sly smile.
“Shed the panties,” he said and I did.
I slid them to my knees and then used my feet to drag them down and then I stepped over them.
I then, involuntarily, started stroking my clit and I was so wet that I knew that a dick would slide directly in without any instructions.
“Fuck me,” I found myself saying because I was ready.
I loved sex and seeing Klaus there so big and … I wanted him.
“Beg me,” he said and I knelt down and parted my legs and inserted my finger in my pussy.
I moaned and then looked at him.
“Look at that, I am so wet. Please ravage me,” I told him and I felt tears of pleasure and anticipation slide down my cheeks.
I looked at him as I saw his resolve crumble.
I was ready.
“Oh, have you always been so bad?” He asked me and I smiled.
“You don’t know the half of it,” I answered as I got up.