A Dream Cum True SeXStoRY

I stole this but this is a dream come true for me. As he got ready for dinner, he had no way of knowing what was in store for him. That it was soon to be the most humiliating experience he could recall, and yet would stand out as one of the single best nights of his life to date. They had been friends for years and Pete knew full well that she had an untamable wild side, he just didn’t know quite how wild. He had often fantasized about C.J., yet they had always kept their relationship platonic, he had convinced himself that it was for the best. That said, it hadn’t been easy, over the past several years they’ve spent a significant amount of time alone together, often intoxicated, and C.J. made no apologies about being overtly sexual. Despite his best intentions, their innocent flirtation was clearly noticeable to others. This being like every other night they spent out, Pete had no intention of losing control. He fully expected C.J. to tease and torment him psychologically, but as always, he knew it would end with a hug and kiss and them going their separate ways. There was no reason to think today would be any different than any other evening out with his friend. C.J. was far more than physically beautiful, which was the reason for their deep and long lasting friendship. She was never just a pretty face. She had striking features, and was curvaceous, with an amazing set of tits. More than that, though, was that everyone who met her was magnetically drawn in by her. She was passionate and intelligent and could carry a conversation and entertain anyone at all, from guy talk at a neighborhood sports bar to wining and dining Executives, she was comfortable in any situation. She carried herself confidently, and although she could be tremendously charming, she was also quite brash and clearly not a woman to be underestimated. All of these characteristics together were what made her irresistible to so many men. He’d seen them come and go. Pete, himself, was very attractive, never one to be without a beautiful girl on his arm or at his beck and call. He certainly had no shortage of sex, nor was he in need of female attention. Frankly, he could have anyone he wanted, any time he desired. A simple bat of his eyelashes and flash of his gorgeous smile and it was impossible for a woman to say no. Professionally, he was amazing at what he did, and loved his company more than almost anything else in his life. He was highly respected and sharp as a tack. Dinner was nice, as always they had great conversation. One thing that could always be counted on when this pair was together was the exchange of great information and lots of laughter. Today was no different. They’d shared 2 bottles of wine and covered an array of topics in their discussion, and they both realized the evening was coming to a close as the staff of the restaurant began dismantling the dining room; it was their clue to move their conversation elsewhere. They began to walk to the hotel lobby bar and he now fully took in the sight of her. She was wearing a simple dress, which clung to her body, emphasizing her curves. With that, a pair of leather boots, with a narrow heel, that came to just above her knee, making her legs into long beautiful black lines as she walked effortlessly ahead of him. She tossed her hair over her shoulder as she looked back toward him and held the elevator for him; he smiled and quickened his pace. In the elevator, on the way to the lobby, she remembered that she needed to stop in her room and grab her phone. He e****ted her to her room for what should have been no more than a few minutes. Once inside she grabbed her phone and started toward him and the door. At that moment, Pete had an incredible urge to kiss her. He, himself, was shocked by the thought and somewhat embarrassed. It was just another urge he suppressed, however, as always. After all, it had been at his insistence all along that they keep their friendship in tact by not confusing it with sex. He stood near the bathroom door in her hotel room and she brushed by him, her ass rubbing against him and he could feel his cock respond immediately. CJ apparently noticed as well, she looked at him, giggled then glanced down at his cock. Pete’s gaze followed CJs and they both could see his hard on emerging beneath his pants. CJ began to speak, very nonchalantly, “you still want to grab that drink, hon?” and then sarcastically reminded him that it was never her that prohibited his “little head” from finding the gratification it obviously needed. Pete, finding himself at a loss for words, did the only thing he could think of at the time. While perhaps not his smoothest of moves, nor most affective; he put his hands on her tits. CJ laughed, knowing full well it was a lame attempt on his part to salvage his pride. She leaned closer to him, grabbed the back of his head and whispered in his ear, “we do this today, only once, and we do it my way.” He could feel himself reeling, the wine, the sex, his judgment was clouded, and Pete knew that he was getting in way over his head, yet part of him really needed to find out what lied in wait. He nodded his head against hers, and she offered him one last escape; “you have to be sure, once we start there is no turning back.” He nodded. She led him to the bed and he sat, waiting for her instructions. CJ began speaking, at first it was hard for him to even focus on her words as he watched her demeanor change completely. She kissed him gently on the lips at first, just once, and then began to explain his fate. “I’ve waited years for this,” she began, “and this will only happen once. So we have much to accomplish. You must listen intently and obey immediately, I expect that you will not hesitate, do you understand?” Pete was still slightly dazed and confused by the change, he mumbled more than spoke when he acknowledged her first command. He suddenly realized it was too late to change his mind. He watched as she unpacked an arsenal of supplies from her suitcase and purse, not even once considering why she was so prepared for what he had believed to have been totally unpredictable. He sat, immobile, on the edge of her hotel bed. When she was done arranging her toys and finding whatever it was she was looking for, she turned around and faced him. “I’m going to get myself dressed, before I prepare you. While you wait for me, remove all your clothes and make sure your cock is hard and ready.” With that she slipped into the bathroom. Part of him considered high tailing it out of there, yet he was so aroused and had a sick sense of intrigue. He stood up and glanced at the array of toys: dildos, plugs, clamps, lube, a leather cock and ball strap, some things he didn’t even know what they were. Pete wondered which were for her and which were for him, and then he heard her voice again, “are you nude?” she called from behind the door. He rushed to remove his clothing before she emerged; his hard on was already raging in anticipation of what was to come, despite his nervousness. There were a few things that he was certain of, they were after all friends, she had shared stories of her submissives, her strap-on, and other tidbits of her play, he new without doubt that this experience would be one he’d never forget. She strutted from the bathroom dressed in a pair of thigh-high black patent leather boots with the tallest heel he may have ever seen. She was wearing nothing but a leather harness, equipped with a flesh colored dildo, the size of which made him gasp. Clearly, she was pleased with his reaction as she reached down to stroke her own toy cock, laughing devilishly. CJ approached him as he stood there, she was staring at his naked body. She seemed to be taking in every inch of him with her eyes. She circled him and then stood squarely in front of him. Her platform heels made her stand eye to eye with him. She looked him in the eye as she grabbed his balls and began, “it’s time, lie down”. He obediently moved back to the bed, lying on his back and staring up at her. She started out easily enough by stroking and inspecting his hard cock, handling and licking his balls and then taking her tongue and drawing a line down to his asshole. She licked and darted her tongue around his ass, a sensation he loved that made his already erect cock quicken. CJ laughed again as she enjoyed his reaction and then stood up staring at him again. She walked around the side of the bed nearing his head, leaned over and whispered closely to his ear “its time to get you ready for me…” Pete had no idea what that really meant but sat up as her hand guided his body, she took his hand and asked him to stand. He followed her into the large bathroom of her suite where she had arranged a series of towels on the floor and he could see another array of toys and instruments laid out on the side of the tub. She tugged on his cock and he then noticed her applying the cock and ball restraint around the base of his dick. CJ instructed Pete to take his place on the floor. “Kneel, dear, on the towels, your ass in the air and your face on the floor, be still and quiet while we make sure you are clean.” Pete was terrified as he noticed her approaching him with an enema bag and hose, despite his terror he did not flinch or even move as she inserted the hose into his rectum and he began to feel the warm water enter his colon. He had never experienced anything like this and was mortified to be in a position of such powerlessness. However, the feeling of being cared for and of being completely at her mercy was overwhelmingly erotic. She guided him through the process, explaining that she’d repeat the treatment until the water ran clear. When she was satisfied with her work and the cleaning was done, she gave him his next set of instructions. “Go to the bed, lie on your stomach and wait.” Pete obediently moved toward the main room. He was completely enamored by her ability and willingness to control his actions, there was no part of him that wished for it to end. She walked up behind him and bent him over the bed. Standing behind him she began to rub his ass and comment on how “pretty” he was to her. He could feel her massaging his ass and then moving to insert her fingers into his asshole. She moved quickly and confidently, giving him no time to resist. She was masterful as she worked the lube and her fingers magically so as not to once hurt him. He could feel her stretching his tight ass and opening him up to her, the sensation was overwhelming for him. CJ explained that she was going to begin by filling him with a plug until he relaxed enough for her to enter him, and with that she slid one of the medium sized anal plugs inside him. He flinched slightly at the surprise, and then settled back to accept the toy. “Good Boi,” she praised and then turned him around to give her new pet a kiss of adoration. She sat him down so that he was facing her but could fully feel the toy penetrating him. He knew immediately that she wanted him to be constantly aware of her power over him. She lowered her breasts to his face, rubbing them against him and ordering him to suck on both nipples in turn. She knew exactly what she wanted and how to teach him to carry out the tasks that would please her. She was firm and commanding without being cruel which only complicated the thoughts in his mind. He wanted to please her, yet he wanted to resist her. He loved everything she did, even though in his mind, each action of dominance made him less of a man. He hated her and adored her simultaneously. He sucked hungrily at her nipples wanting to consume her completely, waiting eagerly for her next task. She seemed satisfied with his attention thus far as she backed away from him and began to move around the bed. She lied down and positioned herself propped up on several pillows at the head of the bed in a half sitting position. He rolled over toward her, almost crawling up to meet her between her legs. He was still very aware of the plug filling him intimately as he drew up to her pussy and began to suck on her clit. He glanced up longingly at her, hoping for a sign of her satisfaction with his actions. She grabbed the back of Pete’s head and drew him in closer, covering his face in her wetness. He ate hungrily, which made her happy. He could tell, as she released more of the sweet liquid into his mouth. She gave him some small commands, guiding him around her pussy and ass, teaching him how to treat the pleasurable places on her body. She was like no other woman he had ever experienced. Suddenly she asked him if he’d like to learn how to really please a woman. He nodded unknowingly, and she reached for his right hand, with both of her hands she guided his. She opened her pussy and he explored it with his eyes, hands and mouth. He felt closer and more in tune with her body than he had ever been with a lover. She continued to guide his hand, inserting all of his fingers and then eventually his entire hand, inside of her. She was soaking wet and warm, her pussy enveloping his hand. She verbally guided him to find her g-spot and to maneuver his hand inside of her in order to bring her to what was the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced. As she came she squirted that warm, sweet, liquid he was starting to crave all over him. He found himself covered in her wetness and amazed at what he had witnessed. She smiled, but needing no rest, sprung to her feet for his next surprise. He felt as if this experience would never end… and was suddenly very aware of the fact that he desperately needed to climax himself. As he reached to stroke his own cock, she slapped his hand away. “You will cum when and how I allow you to, do you understand that?” He was slightly stunned and mumbled, “yeah.” To which she quickly corrected him. “Yeah? Is that how you address me? I want to hear you say ‘Yes Ma’am, I will never touch my little clitty without your permission”. He was taken back, little clitty he thought to himself for a moment; he refused to go that far with this little role play of hers. Until she grabbed his nut-sack and reminded him that she was in complete control. “Yes ma’am, I will never touch my little clitty without your permission.” He said. She smiled at him; kissed his cheek and turned back to attend to what she was planning next. “It is now time for you to truly experience me” she announced. “Boi, turn around and show me that pussy.” Pete turned, his backside facing her, still filled by the plug. She bent him over the bed again and removed the plug. She replaced it again with her fingers. “Your little boi cunt is nicely stretched and ready to fuck.” She maneuvered him into position; she started with him lying on his back so that he could watch her enter him. “I want you to see me take your ass, I want to see the look in your eye as I fuck your boi cunt with my big cock, and I want to know you love it!” She slid her cock into him, approximately 10 inches of dildo, filling his cunt. He loved the feeling of her sliding in and out of him, fucking him like a bitch, it was truly amazing. He was in a state of ecstasy, and yet he watched her wild eyes and was even more entranced by the enjoyment she derived from the act of raping him. They fucked for quite a while, she changed positions several times fucking him from behind and even making him mount and ride her. It was emasculating and yet freeing all at the same time. He felt strangely at peace with her dominance, yet occasionally remembered that their friendship was never to be the same. No one had ever seen him in this state of feminism. Finally, she asked him if he were ready for her to let him cum. He pleaded with her to let him climax, he’d been longing for a release for so long. “Well, I have a choice to make, how and where to allow you to blow your load” she thought about it, giving careful consideration to her options, and discussing them with herself out loud so as to make him acutely aware of his need to release. “First, I could let you cum in my mouth and then feed your cum back to you. I do love that option; however, I just don’t think that fits the situation.” She thought some more and then finally “OR, I could throw your legs over your head and restrain you, fucking your ass until you cum in your own mouth! Oh, that’s so much fun!” She gave it even more consideration and then said, “No, none of that will do, I think I want more of you for myself. I know exactly what we’ll do.” She smiled, and pulled her cock out of his ass quickly. She grabbed for the plug and inserted it back into the void she had left; she put her cock in his face and instructed him to suck her dildo off. Just one final act of humiliation, he thought to himself as he sucked the plastic phallus. She then, removed her cock from his mouth, freed herself from harness that had been wrapped around her and settled her pussy onto his hard cock. Just the slight rocking and gentle wet, warmth that was her pussy was enough to send him over the edge into a full orgasm almost immediately. She laughed as she rode his cock and he erupted inside of her, filling her with his hot cum. He felt exhausted when it had finally past and lie back to rest. “You’re not quite done yet,” she giggled. She climbed off of his cock and moved her pussy up his body to over his face as she emptied his load back onto him. “Drink,” She commanded, “Clean your cum out of my pussy, taste our cum together.” He lapped up every last drop like a thirsty dog, making sure not to leave an inch of her unclean. He could taste his salty cum and her sweet liquid comingled, it was pure ecstasy. She lied next to him and kissed him deeply and passionately, congratulating him on being such a good and obedient boi toy for her. He lied in wonder and worried about the days to come and what would become of their friendship. He rolled toward her, and if reading his mind she said… “This stays in the bedroom only, and if you want to act as though it never happened that’s fine too, but I don’t think you can. I think you’ll be addicted to it, despite your personal conflict.” He knew already that she was right, one time couldn’t be enough. He dozed off in her bed wondering what other surprises she had in store for him.