NYC Whore Play and Beyond Ch. 04

NYC Whore -- Chapter 4

We ended chapter 3 in a full emotional release for both Claire and Matt. After a huge fucking with enormous plugs and dildos, Claire was still bereft of satisfaction and Matt lost control as a Dom, ejaculating on her splayed cunt and then eating her to a very rapid orgasm.

She then asked him to fuck her, to be with her and they both came again quickly.

Since this is a run on, continuous telling, once again, we play into the next chapter by repeating the last lines of the prior.

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"I am naked, you are naked, be my lover."

I sweep you into my arms, as you wrap your wrists around my neck and pull up while I lift your ass high up and you pull yourself to me with your legs and I let you slide down, easily entering your spread out cunt.

But it is so hot, it is so wet and it is making a cloying motion against me.

"Come down here and watch me, let's come together."

I lean forward and we tumble onto the wet mattress with a loud splat.

I shove the wet pillow under your ass and begin playing with your clit as you reach down and grab my balls tightly. Still stretched, you push hard and force my balls into you, yes, into you and we stop moving.

"Oh fuck Claire, are you close? Because I can feel you squeezing me, all of me, balls and cock - you are going to take me at any moment."

"Close? ........... Oh Matt, you will come to know me better, I know you will. I am already coming."

You laugh loudly as you feel me start shooting inside you.

"Yes Matt, just like that, can you feel me now?"

"Claire, I could feel you at the start, I just did not know!"

"Oh honey, I know your balls may not get back inside me, but just fuck me now, like you did with the dildo. And anything else you want to do. I just want to keep feeling you against me."

I pull out and grind all of myself against you, pushing hard and then back inside and we just fuck. 10 minutes of long, rapturous fucking unlike anything I had experienced beforehand.

"Where is the lube, get the lube out."

I find the lube on the floor and crawl back onto the bed and just naturally slip back inside you because it just feels like the right place to be.

"Fuck my ass now, I am so relaxed after hours of being plug stretched. Ass fucking never worked for me, but I think all my partners were too fast, too immature. Show me how you do it. I want you in my ass."

You stretch out and find our cunt come soaked couch pillow and you shove it under your butt, raising your ass, up and open.

I squeeze the tube and lay a lot of lube onto you as I push two fingers of my left hand inside you. You spread easily and you just say "Yes!".

We finger fuck your ass for a while, all the time I am adding lube so you are greased inside and outside.

"Okay, okay, now I want your cock, come on, let's show me how it's done."

You spread a bit more and your legs go upright and press against me as I slowly push into you.

"Oh, shit, you are kind of fat there, fellow."

I slow down, but am soon past both muscles and am inside you.

"This is not like a plug at all. I think I can feel your heartbeat, you crazy fucker. Push it all into me."

Continuing my slide, I am then finally pressing against your ass cheeks.

"Matt, can you feel this?"

You clench your ass and I feel it.

"Yeah, I can feel that. Can you feel this?"

I kegel myself three times.

"Oh yeah, not so much on my asshole, I could feel your crown expand against me inside, Wow! Okay, let's see how this feels. Fuck me slowly."

I pull out until my crown feels the squeeze of your anus muscles and I put more lube on my shaft before pushing into you again. It slides in easily.

"Wow, that feels good, there really are a lot of nerves in my ass, do it again."

I slide out and back in, then begin repeating it. Looking down, I see you are playing with yourself, three fingers curled into your cunt, palm pushing on your clit.

"Fuck me a bit harder."

I do and you giggle.

"It feels like a massage in there, it is fucking kooky!"

You grab your knees and pull back tightly and your pussy and ass rotate skyward a bit and I change to an upward angle, pushing into your inner wall, the flesh panel separating your ass and vagina as I thrust into you.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, now that is not a fucking massage, it is like you are fucking both of my holes. Grease yourself up and give me some more and really give it to me."

I squeeze a little mountain of lube onto my cock as it slides in and out of you. I take my right hand and bring it to your labia, I want to finger fuck you right now. And I push three fingers inside you.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, now you are making me crazy here!"

You begin playing with your breasts as I work your G spot, feeling my cock, push your cunt wall against my fingers. I angle you even more and slide my fingers out and I can see my dick pushing on your G.

"What the hell is that, your fingers were working me so fucking good, you took them away and now what is happening? Is that your cock?"

"Yes, Claire, that is my cock, pushing into your cunt from your ass. You like it?"

"Fucking hell!!! God, I love it, keep going..........."

I begin quick thrusts against you G, holding your thighs back to help the angle and I can feel your G spot start to harden, to push back.

"You are going to make me squirt, oh my god boy, oh my god...."

"Go on Claire, go on - You are a bad bitch, you are a bad bitch."

And I begin spanking your lower belly, and your mons with my hand.

"Yes I am, I am a bad bitch, spank me, spank me."

"Claire, you are unlike anyone I know -- crazy time to say this, but I think I am falling in love with you."

I move my hand down and spank your whole slice, it is so wet from your squirting which has stopped, but we can both feel the soup now dribbling down into your ass and onto my cock.

"Damn, Matt, I don't know what to say, but no one does anything to me like you do -- not the act so much, but the freedom. I can feel my squirt running around my sphincter and you pushing it into me -- how fucking hot can you get?"

My whole palm is spanking your cunt exterior and your clit is so fucking engorged with blood! I spank it, just your clit and you cry out.

"Yes, yes, just like that! Spank my clit, harder!"

I begin spanking it hard, in the same rhythm of my thrusts into your ass.

"Oh holy shit, I can feel every spank throughout me, on my clit, in my womb, in my cunt and down into my ass where you are fucking me."

"Go on Claire, Go on! Feel everything! You are whatever you want to be! You are truly a fuck goddess!"

And suddenly, you begin squirting -- but not like the A spot constant river or the G spot doing shots out of you. You are now squirting like I cum...... In big thick waves and I spank you harder, right on the clit.

Your cunt is splayed open and your urethra is opening in mad spurts.

"Oh god, Matt, take me away, take me away."

My belly and crotch are inundated with the hot stew of arousal shooting from inside you and I am lost again to you, my cock exits your ass twice and I simply slide back in again each time. You are consciously squeezing me each time I pull back and I begin cuming inside you.

"Damn, boy, you are coming again, aren't you? You came all the way out of my ass and you are now coming inside me -- and I don't think it is a kink, is it? I think we are something else. Are we mates?"

"No Claire, it is not a kink. Yeah, we are fucking mates."

And I keep slamming into you, emptying myself as your squirt stream starts to fade.

We are twisted in an odd, disjointed pile for two people in their 70's. Your knees are back to your neck with your ass propped high by the soaked pillow.

I am almost kneeling to be able to thrust up into your ass and cunt together in this weird angle.

I pull myself slowly out of you and you jump up and run to the bathroom. But you are back in a flash with two washcloths -- one is wet and a bit soapy and the other is not.

You flop onto the bed and grab my balls and cock and wash them vigorously and then wipe it all clean -- you do this twice and then throw the cloths onto the floor.

"Come here you, fucking whoremonger!"

Grabbing my shoulders, you push me flat onto the bed, climb up and with your legs pointing toward my head, you take me inside you.

"You fell asleep inside me last night, you made me come by massaging my womb and nothing else, you fucked me after I was super stretched by a monster glass dildo and then you came in my ass after telling me you loved me. Who does any of that shit? Who? Nobody, mister, nobody."

I sit up and we are now face to face and you wrap your legs around me. I lift your ass and fold my legs lotus under you, leaving you spread open. We wiggle our connection a bit.

You grab my shoulders and rise up off of me and then take me back inside -- you actually repeat this until you are out of breath. Then I hold you by your ass, and begin the same dance, lifting you off me and then pulling you back down until my arms are shaking.

We lean together and our loins are actually vibrating....... Mine inside you, yours around me.

"Oh what is with us? Are you sore? I'm not. How is that possible? Did you expect any of this?"

"No, I don't think we do anything expected here, even with the whore tag thrown on everything. How about we finish off the whore experience with one last, wonderfully extravagant test of your patience?"

"Okay, what do you have in mind?"

"I am going to do whatever I want to you. I am going to make you cum as much as I can. I may hurt you a bit but hopefully not enough to make you say Williamsburg. If you do, we will stop that action and then start again. But if you get to a point that you just want me inside you, that you think you love me, just say "Williamsburg Final" and then tell me how you want it and you will no longer be a whore. Until then, you take my direction."

"But that could take hours if not forever."

"Yes, I am hoping it does."

"Then will you start with me on all fours and can we leave the bed wet? I don't care that it is cold, I just like that it is ours."

"God, when I was married, my wife would freak out from all the wetness I would pull from her. A pile of towels was always at the ready and we even got a really slinky waterproof throwover sex sheet. She could not understand my love for our wet. Of course we can leave the bed wet."

"One more favor....... Okay?"

"What is it?"

"Well, I know that you will not fuck me until I beg for it and cancel out being your whore. But will you still abuse me with your cock? You can slap me with it and you can face fuck my mouth with it. Is that okay?"

"Yes, that is okay, those both fall into the whoredom category."

"Well then, Mr Matt, you better get going. Because I am going run you ragged mister."

You grab my shoulders and pull yourself up off me, pushing down on me to stand because we are both exhausted. Crawling over into the center of the bed, you go onto your hands and knees.

"Okay, lets see how fucking many times you can make me cum."

My cock is rapidly going limp after such a long stand and I quickly move around in front of you and slap your face with my cock several times.

"Claire, you seem to be forgetting who is the whore here."

"Well, I might be, but you are not -- you just slapped me and are now going hard again aren't you?"

I look down and she is right.

"Okay, mister, do what I told you, do it now."

My cock is firmer and I grab your hair tightly and push it into your mouth as you close on it, sucking it and humming again!

I begin fucking you, your mouth opens in a wide, wet grin and I suddenly realize that you are enjoying this, that you like being face fucked.

"God, you like this!"

"Yes I do!"

I slap your face with my now hard cock and you shout "Yes! Face fuck me now, but don't come."

I begin slamming in and out of your open, sloppy wet mouth as you moan and groan louder than you have all day.

Slowly, you begin closing your mouth in a luxury of greasy, spittle sleekness and I realize that I will soon come yet another time today and I have to push away -- I have to push away really hard, because you keep leaning forward. I finally move my knees back and am free of you.

"Yeah, you were about to cum in my throat, weren't you? But it would not be like before, would it? I showed you something just now, didn't I? God, I can't wait for you to be my whore."

I grab the flogger from the dresser. Long, thick leather tendrils, weighty in red and black suede. Unless you are snapping them or really laying on hard, they are more like a massage onto the back.

I begin laying long, soft slaps onto you and you cry out in delirium.

Getting off the bed, I go to the refrigerator and bring out a tray of ice and break the cubes into a tall glass. I go to the bathroom and half fill the ice bucket with warm water.

I carry them to the foot of the bed and grab the wartenburg wheel on the way.

Resuming with the flogger, I keep working your back with is getting red but not bruised in any way.

Your ass has a few bruise marks showing from the end of our paddling. Laying down the flogger, I take an ice cube in each palm and beginning massaging your back, which brings a warm scream out of you as it conflicts with your warm back.

"Oh, you got me good, you fucker!"

And you begin rolling your back and belly in opposite directions, soaking up all the sensations that I am giving you. Until the ice finally melts.

Taking the wartenburg, I start with your right leg and lightly run the needled wheel up it's back, over your calf, through your knee ditch and up your thigh.

I turn it inward and trace up your delta, just outside of your lips and I can see them twitch in reaction.

Then I lighten the pressure even more and run it right over your sphincter and then up your crack and onto your spine. I press a bit harder now and push it to your shoulder blades.

You are giving off long, slow groans as I turn out and run down your arm. You are now panting as I move back and over to begin on your left side where I take the same path.

This time when I reach the edges of your labia, they are parted and wet. They do not twitch this time when I roll past them, this time, they flare open even more, your arousal transparent.

And you roll your ass up at me, taking a bit more of a sting before I run up your spine, across your shoulder and down your arm.

You are now breathing deeply.

Your breasts are hanging down. Well used as mammary glands, they have a long, stretched area coming off your chest that then flares at the bottom into a round orb and your auroles and nipples.

Your nipples are hard, and I run the needle pins across them, and you cry out in ecstasy as I roll the wheel up and down your breasts, ever so lightly.

"I never thought of my breasts after nursing and you have brought them back to life again. Pull on my nipples, squeeze them for me, please squeeze them."

Dropping the wheel, I squeeze and pull on your nipples and feel them harden more.

One of my hands lifts your belly as well, pushing against you and bringing a deep sigh. Letting them all go, I come around behind you and kneel between your legs, my face looking into your now flared pussy.

I reach between your legs and lift both hands to your belly and push up. I keep pushing and roll them against you, kneading into your belly, deeper still inside you and I hear you cry out.

"Oh god, you are doing it again........."

I keep pushing, lifting your body, pushing into you and suddenly you cry out and I realize that you have come again.

I quickly reach forward and take each nipple. Squeezing them, lightly twisting them and pulling them down before letting go.

I repeat that and I watch your labia gape even more. At that point, I push my face into you, eating deep into your cunt as my fingers work your nipples. Finally I slide down and tongue your clit. It does not take long before you are coming again and I pull and pinch your nipples harder as you cry out.

The ice cubes have melted a bit as I had hoped. The sharp edges are gone and they are now perfect as I take one in each hand and run them down, across your ass and then inside your hot, steaming cunt. One, two..... I grab more.... three, four, five.

"Oh god, Oh god........."

I stand back and watch as you shiver and quake at the feeling inside you. I push my fingers in and move the cubes around, although they are melting already and running down your thighs.

"No, don't you fucking dare, nooooooooo"

I lift two up against your cervix area and you cry out plaintively.....

"Noooooooo, don't do that, you are freaking me out, don't do that now............ Oh my fucking god!"

Your river starts to run and your A spot melts the two in my hand and begins running out of you as you shake into another orgasm.

Running a cube against your asshole, you laugh at me and I push it inside.

"Oh Mr Tough Guy, that feels fucking nice in there."

I put three fingers into your cunt again and work the G spot -- no more ice cubes.

You are on your hands and knees so I am curling down to your G and pulling back, pulling back hard and I can feel you pushing the other way. Something we cannot do in missionary.

You are getting real vocal.

"Yeah, I like that, we are wrestling in my cunt right now, really wrestling. So you think you can do it, do you?

"Claire, I know I can do it."

And I pull harder and you push harder and soon your urethra opens and you are squirting out onto my legs.

I pick up the warm water ice tub and pour half of it onto your back and it sluices down your ass crack and across your slit.

"Oh fuck you, fuck you!"

You roll off your hands and knees and onto your back. Spreading your legs flat and wide you beginning fingering yourself with your left hand and doing your clit with your right.

Water is leaking from the melted cube in your ass, it is clear and I lube my hand and slide two fingers inside your ass and begin fucking you in time to the rolls of your belly. I am tugging out on the ring of your ass and you are pulling back on me, fucking me.

You are staring directly at me.

"Ooooh shit I have lost count, I think we were at five, take me to six now, just look at me the way you are and I will fucking come, go on, go on, go.............. Ohhhhhh fuck, it's six -- God, I want you inside so fucking bad, but not yet, not yet."

"Get back on your hands and knees now."

You respond and I watch the water, squirt, spit, jizz all dripping off you from our puddle.

I go to the table and pick up another dildo. This one is about my width, but several inches longer it is a bit flexible, very human like and has a handle so I can move it around inside you.

Your cunt is dripping, but I still slick the dildo with a bit of lube and slowly slide it inside you, while I palm a pocket vibrator in the other hand.

About six inches inside, it gets tighter and I slow down and just rest it against you for a bit and then push in again. Soon I have it all inside you and I begin fucking you slowly, very slowly in really long runs, almost all the way out of you and then back in all the way.

You begin humming and moving your ass left and right and I begin angling up and down on alternate strokes.

"Oh shit, I did not know you were a dancer Matt. This is really nice."

I bring the vibrator up against your clit and hold it there as we continue the dance. It gets a bit more heated, but stays really sensual, really mellow and soon you cry out.

"Seven, oh my fucking god -- seven since we started this insane roundabout after so many others. Jesus christ -- stop with the vibrator, I am too fucking sensitive."

I drop the vibrator and start fucking you harder as I can feel how wet the last come made you. You growl out and flex your arm muscles as you spread your knees further apart.

You don't say a word -- no 'harder' -- no 'deeper' -- no 'more' -- just deep breathing and hips that are pushing back and forth in front of me. I stop for a minute and just watch.....

My hand and arm are frozen, not moving.... But you! You are gone in sheer manic lust. You are fucking the dildo, fucking it so hard, slamming all the way back onto my fist.

Then I start up again. I put my left palm on the small of your back and push that arm straight, so I am rigid and cannot be pushed back by you. And I respond to your pushing, fucking you deep and hard as I watch you drop your shoulders to the bed and reach back with both hands and you begin working your clit......... you slam back against me and the dildo is buried inside you.

The index finger of my hand holding the dildo is actually now inside you because you are grinding so fucking hard against me.

You sob, you cry out loudly.

"Oh god, Oh god, will you fist me, can you do that.....? Ohhhhhh......... no, no never mind, never mind.... I am coming again......... damn, damn, damn ------ Stop, stop right there. Eight and now you can just stop, nooooooo, nooooo, Oh god................."

And you begin convulsing in spasms with the dildo and part of my hand buried inside you. You finish, trembling on your hands and knees....

"Oh my god! .............. Williamsburg Final Williamsburg Final Williamsburg Final -- I cannot take any more toys -- I don't want any toys, I just want you."

I slide the dildo out of you.

"I want you inside me now -- I want to feel your heat -- I want to be wrapped in your arms, I want you. ...."

I slide my cock inside you.

"Oh, god, you are so warm and you are hard again. When did you get hard? You were limp when I got on my hands and knees. Did you want me when you were dildo fucking me just now?"

"Yes Claire, I wanted you then and I want you now."

"Well then, be my stranger because you feel better than anything you put in me. Fuck me from behind but turn me over before you come, I want to watch you, the way you have watched me. You owned me then. I want to own you now."

We fuck the way we did with the dildo, we dance, we move together, we move apart -- I lean forward and wrap my arms around you -- it pulls some of my cock out, but you then just work it in your vestibule, rocking it up and down against your G spot and sure enough you squirt a bit -- in this position it sprays onto my balls, all fucking hot and wet.

I pull out and roll you over and we fuck some more, by now it is just euphoric. You laughingly begin slapping your hands hard against my chest. I cannot believe how good it feels and we begin to turn up the heat and start fucking hard.

You curl your mouth into a devilish grin.

"I changed my mind! I want you to watch while I take you all the way with my mouth, please. You have come inside me several times already, more than I can remember and you have come on me. I even tried to suck you off 69 style and decided I wanted it on my face instead. But now I want to take you in my mouth."

I pull out of you and you ask me to stand on the floor and you kneel in front of me.

"Watch me Matt, watch me. And whatever I am doing, know that I will look up at you when you come, know that."

You sink down a bit and begin licking and then sucking my balls while your right hand strokes my cock. Then you hold my cock upright and lick up and down it's underside until it is drippingly wet.

Turning, you grab the lube and squirt some into your right hand and then wipe it up through my ass crack as you start pushing your index finger into my ass.

While you search for my prostate, you look up at me and smile.

"Yes, tomorrow, we will milk you, Mr Matt. It will be your turn to be the whore maybe."

Your index finger curls against my prostate and you see me react and you start stroking your fingertip against me.

"Mmmmmhhhhh, seems like I found the right spot. Now I am going to take you but first fuck my face a bit, because you already learned that I like that."

I grab your hair and holding your face steady, I begin fucking it in long strokes and you push me back, out of your mouth.

"Stop! Don't be gentle, you are the perfect size for me to take it all. Fuck it, let me do it, I am going to face fuck you now and I am trying something new for me."

You begin face fucking me deeply, I can feel my crown against the closing of your throat, I can feel you gag and work my crown with your gagging. Your eyes look up at me, filled with desire.

You stop and lean back, letting my cock slide out of you, your tongue supporting it until it falls free.

A large pile of throat slop falls out of your mouth and you catch it, smearing it onto your breasts and belly. You look down at your hand moving your spittle around and when you look back at me, your face is on fire with completely lost, immoral lechery.

"Oh god Matt, I want to consume you so badly right now and this is how I am going to take you...."

You begin licking me, sucking me and the whole time your eyes are wide open and you are looking up at me, desire, need, lust and...... Love?

You push your body against my legs and you begin to lean back a bit, pulling my cock with you. You no longer have to roll your eyes to see me, you are looking directly up at me.

Your finger is hammering at my prostate and I feel a fire burning inside me.

A deep growl comes out of you and you slam your face against me, burying all of my cock into your mouth and I see the deepest need in your eyes. You grab my ass with your free hand and hold me tight against you.

I feel your throat open to me and my crown expands into the cavity. I feel your throat cavity gagging around my crown, around the soft, tender area where my foreskin was cut away and you release me, as I begin ejaculating into you and your eyes grow wide, pupils dilating and I tumble into that darkness.

When I stop coming, you back away from me, mouth wide open, nothing showing, I drop to my knees to kiss you.

"Oh, my dear man. I opened my throat. I have never done that before, I have read about it and talked to a few women about it, but never done it before. After all my games of fighting back, of fucking you dry, all my stuff......... just now, I felt more open and vulnerable as a woman than I ever have."

I cradle your head in my hands and simply look at you, realizing that in this ridiculous scenario of ours, my heart has been changed forever. You are married, a granny, have a career and yet I want you in my life forever.

"Matt, it's a funny time to say it, but hell, you said it while you were fucking my ass............ I love you."

We wrestle together onto the floor as my phone alarm goes off.

You sit up as I go to turn it off.

"What was that for? An alarm?"

"Yes, it is 6:50PM -- You have 10 minutes until you start your daily friend calls."

You smile and drop your head a bit, shaking it left to right.

"You are a funny man. And very different from anyone I have ever met."

I gather up the bathrobe and drape it over your shoulders, but you stand quickly, so I hold it out wide and dress you in it. Fluffing up the collar, rolling the sleeves up a bit and then cinching the belt tightly around you.

Grabbing my pants, I begin to dress as you stand there watching me.

"I am going to take a walk up to the park while you talk to your friends. I can take a walk, to think, to try and understand who and what you are."

"Okay...."

I am pulling on my socks when you step over and stand next to me.

"Don't leave me now. Stay here and get to know me better, but only if you want to."

I rise and sweep you into my arms.

"I'm not going anywhere."

There are soft tears running down your cheeks and a huge, trusting grin showing from your mouth.

And with one foot bare of a sock, I take a seat, while you settle down on the couch for your calls.

For the next hour, you nakedly show me your life with your friends, your loved ones.

You don't play it to me or for me. I am just an observer of something real and honest and such a huge part of you. And without showing it outwardly, my heart and soul are shaking their heads in wonder at how you come to my life.

We have not eaten all day and I quickly go to the bedroom area and order room service without losing track of you. A bunch of appetizers, a filet, a salmon steak and a big salad.

When you finish your calls at bit before 8PM, I tell you that dinner has been ordered and I am stepping out to get some ice. Grabbing the ice bucket I head out into the hallway and soon realize that at the Peninsula, they don't have ice machines. I will need to order ice to the room.

When I enter our room it is like I am smacked in the face. The thick, rich stench of our sex is everywhere. It is a rich bouquet of all the tensions, all the releases, all the expectations mingled on a base of our body odor, sweat, genital secretions. It is unlike anything I have ever smelled, even at the few "group" things I have done.

You catch my face and start to laugh.

"We stink in here, don't we?"

"Yeah, we do."

You run straight at me and tackle me, you literally tackle me onto the floor. Two 70+ year olds tumble to the carpet in a pile of flesh.

Trying to pin me down, you are holding my arms down as I try to kick your body away, finally flipping you over and now holding you down. You lean into my forearm and gnaw on me and then spit on the bite.

"Baby, when we are done with dinner.................."

The door chimes and I get up to answer it while you adjust your robe and demurely sit back down.

Another rolling table and a smaller second one. I ask the waiter to get some ice and I will set the table. He begins to push back, but I can see his nose wrinkling a bit and he heads out quickly.

When he returns, I take the ice and thank him.

Turning back into the room, you are already naked and finishing your 10 minute old sentence.

"Baby, when we are done with dinner, maybe it should be my turn to be the boss. I am going to change your world if I can."