One Rough Night (BWWM Motorcycle Erotic Romance) (6 page)

 

Max pointed to a door at
the very end of the hallway.

 

“That’s yours. You sleep
next to Rust’s room.”

 

“Do you live here, too?”
I asked, curious.

 

He nodded.

 

“Yeah, me and five or so
other guys live here permanently. The gang only has about eighteen members, so
if we wanted to we could all fit up here.”

 

He led me to my room
where I found all my stuff already on the bed.

 

“You can come down
whenever you want and Rust will be ready. Good luck here, Shonda.”

 

I was way too tired to
unpack. I drifted off to sleep, thinking about my new life and Rust. I must
have been asleep several hours because it was already dark when I woke up. I
stepped out of my room and went downstairs to the kitchen to make myself some
dinner.

 

I found Rust already in
the dining room at the table, sipping some wine and reading a business
magazine.

 

“Hey, honey. Come sit
down and eat something. I was just about to call you down anyway. I think it’s
time we get to work soon. When you’re finished eating, we’ll go to the Fuck
Room.”

 

I grinned and sat down as
Max came out of the kitchen and gave me a plate of sandwiches and some iced
tea. I ate in silence, my heart pounding faster and faster as I realized that
within the hour I’d finally lose my virginity.

 

“All ready?” he asked
when I’d finished.

 

I nodded.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Good. Let’s go.”

 

I followed him out of the
kitchen and down the hallway to the Fuck Room, getting more nervous by the
minute.

 

“Wait on the bed, and
I’ll get the equipment,” he instructed when we were inside, pointing to that
gigantic bed. I sat down obediently and waited for him to get everything,
grinning in anticipation. This was going to be one evening I would never
forget.

 

A few minutes later he
came out with only a couple things.

 

“We’re going to start you
with the basic stuff and then work our way up later,” he explained, setting
down the stuff on the bed. He’d brought out a pair of handcuffs and a paddle. I
grinned, already feeling wet.

 

“Get undressed,” he
commanded, pulling his own clothes off. I felt my mouth water as I watched him
take his pants off, revealing his massive cock. He looked more gorgeous than
ever. I fought the urge to stick a finger in my pussy and undressed silently.

 

When I’d finished he took
a moment to examine my nude body. I could see his cock rising rapidly in the
dim light of the Fuck Room. My hole was sopping wet at this point, begging to
be filled.

 

He took the handcuffs.

 

“Turn around. We’ll start
with these.”

 

I obeyed silently,
putting my shaking hands behind my back. A second later I heard a soft
click
as the cuffs locked. I was his now.

 

“Are you ready for your
first little taste of what it means to be dominated?” he growled into my ear. I
shuddered with anticipation and nodded.

 

He began to stroke me,
gently at first. He turned me around sharply and pressed his mouth onto mine
suddenly, ramming his tongue down my throat with a ferocity I’d never
experienced before. I responded in kind, battling his tongue for control of my
mouth, hands locked behind my back as I let him take me.

 

He moved from my mouth
down to the nape of my neck and down my belly, showering me with kisses all the
way. Each touch from his lips sent a shudder of pleasure through my body. He
paused when he reached my clit, waiting for me to beg for it.

 

“Please, baby!” I moaned
breathlessly, my pussy soaking wet now. My eyes widened as I watched him bring
out the paddle.

 

“Not until I give you
your spanking,” he growled huskily, lightly tapping the paddle to the palm of
his hand. “Bend over.”

 

I obeyed the command
without question. He wasted no time.
Smack!

 

He spanked my ass hard. I
felt a scream rip forth from my lips as he spanked me again, sending a wave of
pain through my body. But it wasn’t just pain that went through my body. My
pussy was wetter than ever.

 

“Fuck me, baby,” I
managed to gasp, reeling from the pain and pleasure.

 

He flipped me up so that
I was laying on my back now, the paddle gone. This time he didn’t waste time
teasing me. He dove into my folds and began to lick me relentlessly. I moaned
as his tongue slid across my wet nub, waves of pleasure now coursing through my
body like fire.

 

His tongue moved slowly,
tracing a line of saliva from the inside of my thigh and to my folds. My pussy
felt red hot now as I squealed, his tongue now darting in and out of my hole at
a hundred miles an hour.

 

I felt my orgasm build
quickly, the pleasure overwhelming me. I let out a yell as I felt myself
release, my juices seeping into his mouth. He drank me in and grinned. He
wasn’t done with me. Not by a long shot.

 

He flipped me over again
effortlessly.

 

“Are you ready for
another spanking?” he growled.

 

“Yes, baby, give it to
me!” I managed to moan into the pillow. Whether he heard me or not, I didn’t
know. All I knew is that he was about to fuck me good and proper. I let out a
little yell into the pillow as he smacked my ass once more.

 

I felt him press his cock
onto my ass, once again teasing me. He spread my cheeks open and gave a few
small licks as I continued to moan into the pillow, wanting nothing more than
for him to fill me.

 

He slapped my pussy with
his cock a few more times before slowly easing into me. I yelled into the
pillow. His intrusion hurt at first. He held it all the way inside of me,
letting me get used to the feeling. The pain quickly transformed into pure
pleasure as he slid out and back into me again.

 

He moved quicker and
quicker, pausing only to give me a sharp smack with the paddle. I screamed into
the pillow as he pounded into me mercilessly, sending shockwaves of pleasure
through my entire body.

 

Getting my pussy eaten
was one thing, but his gigantic cock filling me up was a whole other beast.
Smack
went the paddle as he continued to thrust in and out, my screams muffled by
the pillow.

 

Even though my eyes were
shut tight, I saw stars. I was on a whole other planet now. I couldn’t see,
couldn’t hear, and couldn’t think. The only thing happening in the world was
the massive fireball of pleasure coming from in between my legs, threatening to
engulf my entire body.

 

My orgasm came quicker
than I expected. The world seemed to slow down and stop. All my senses were
completely shut down. I let out one final scream as my juices spurted onto his
cock, soaking the bed.

 

He let out a grunt and
pulled out of me just in time as he came on my back, his hot seed warming my
entire body. I wanted to rub it into my skin but I was still in handcuffs. As
if he had read my mind I felt his warm hands cover my own as he unlocked the
cuffs.

 

I grinned as I reached
back, scooped up a handful of come, and put it into my mouth. It tasted just as
delicious as when I’d first sucked him off. I turned to him and opened my
mouth, showing him it was all gone.

 

He nodded and gave me
that wicked grin I’d grown to love.

 

“How did you like that,
baby?” he asked me.

 

I grinned right back.

 

“That was amazing. Next
time can you use other stuff? I want to get tied to the bed. I want you to slap
me. I want-”

 

He pressed a finger to my
lips.

 

“Hush now. Tomorrow night
we’ll use more. I wanted to go easy on you for your first time. Tonight was the
easy part. Tomorrow will be much, much more punishing. Do you think you’re up
for it?”

 

“Definitely.”

 

He grinned and lay down
next to me. I smiled to myself. I could definitely get used to this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Taking Them Rough

 

Sometimes
I really love my job. I smiled to myself as I zoomed my camera in a little more
catching sight of his average-sized cock sliding into his secretary’s hole. I
was surprised she didn’t wake up all of DC she was screaming so loud. I watched
as he ran his fingers through her mousy hair, pounding away with an almost
manic energy. This piece of shit senator was finished.

 

I
adjusted my car seat a little and tried to get a better angle through the
window. I was almost surprised at how easy this guy was making it for me. They
were fucking on a bed in plain sight of the open window.

 

I
giggled as he flipped her over and started to pump away again. He grabbed a
handful of her brown hair and pulled, making her yelp. I had a strong urge to
play with myself, but I remembered I had a job to do. But it had been so long
though since I’d been pleasured. I could just imagine my ex pumping away at me
like that…

 

Focus.

 

I shook
my head and quickly brought out my video camera. I’d brought it out just in
time – now he had handcuffs. Oh my, hasn’t this gotten interesting?

 

I
watched through the camera as he handcuffed her hands behind her head and took
off his leather belt. He started lightly at first, barely hitting her ass
cheek. Then harder. Then even harder until I could hear the loud
thwack
the
belt made each time it licked her ass. She was screaming even louder now.
Whether in pain or pleasure, I couldn’t tell. I didn’t care. I just needed to
get good photos.

 

But I
couldn’t help myself. With one hand still steady on the camera I pushed a
finger down my shorts. I knew I was in broad daylight and I knew there was a
chance I could fuck this up. But I didn’t care. I was horny as hell at this
point.

 

My
finger found my clit and I giggled as I began to massage myself, imagining it
was my ex fucking me again. Memories of his massive cock came flooding back to
me and I closed my eyes, remembering his touch. Strong arms, big cock, gorgeous
blue eyes…

 

I cursed
as I almost dropped my camera.
Stop playing with yourself and focus. You can
masturbate later.
The memory of my ex was just too fresh in my mind. I
shook my head and pulled my wet hand out of my pants. I needed to get this shot
just right. I zoomed in a little more, so close I could see the red marks on
her ass.

 

I made
sure to get one last perfect shot of him plugging away at her while whipping
her with the belt before stowing my camera away and driving off, grinning.

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