Part 1- 20 Hour Marathon

Mr. Porsche and I are seeing each other for over 2 1/2 years. Our meetings have been less frequent (about every 2 1/2 weeks) and we now only talk once a day.


Our last two meetings were lets say...normal! Gentle, wild for some but definitely not us. It was actually different and nice. We made love and I enjoyed it. However, this past meeting--I knew was not going to be vanilla. He has this devil in his voice and I was having fun egging him on. I love to get him to the point where he says Oh, you need such a spanking!


We met at a new hotel and it was great! I got there first so I got the room. Mr. Porsche always throws money in my bag and truthfully whatever the room costs, he throws a hundred in my bag. He'll say...go get your nails done. Go get a massage. Go have drinks with your friends. He's so generous. well this new place goes literally by the hour. 1 hour to i guess 5 hours. I chose three hours. Ironically it had a 4 poster bed. He walked in and to no surprise he had his bag of toys and rope! How perfect since we there was a four poster bed. He immediately began to undress me and as he removed my clothes he tied the rope around my hands. He moved me onto the bed and began to tie me to the posts. I was giggling and of course making comments that I knew he would remind me of as he spanked me later. "Listen I paid for three hours, I expect to get my monies worth as well as my time to the last minute"....he smacked my ass so hard!

I had not expected that once he had me tied up, that he would immediately go to the toy bag. Oh I was in trouble, he had this look in his eye that I knew it was going to be one of our deviant days. Out comes the nipple clamps...mind you, not the beginner ones but the ones that truly do cause some pain. He nibbled on my nipples and then clamped them. Almost to the point where I was going to say take them off. But he then began playing with my clit and began with the hypnosis. The hypnosis truly makes me relax and took the pain away from my nipples and his words managed to make me go down deeper. Yes, I was enjoying this. When you want to be hypnotized, it feels so damn good. Going deeper and deeper into your subconscious its soooo relaxing.


Mr. Porsche has an obsession with my nipples and when they are in the clamps they look so damn pointy and edible. He begins to nibble on each one with my body reacting with each one. There is no hiding I am excited because I can feel the river flowing between my legs. He now begins to rub my clit, pulled out a vibrator and determined to get me to cum. Which was not a hard task...my body was sooooo ready to explode I could feel the sensation overcome me as my clit engorged...yes, this was going to be one powerful orgasm. He smacked my ass for but only able to get one spot because I was tied up so the sensation was starting to burn. Before he even inserted the vibrator, my body began to pulsate and the rush of an orgasm took over. My body was convulsing on the bed and the ropes were getting tighter and tighter as my hands pulled down on them. Mr. Porsche loves to get me to have multiples and while I beg for him to let my body come down, he refuses. He rubs my clit more, hoping to get me to squirt. My head feels like a pinball machine in overload...TILT, TILT....I am not sure what I am feeling. There is excitement, there is too much excitement, there is no thought process actually, I don't know how I am feeling. the brain goes numb with a feeling of euphoria.


He knows I am at my point of total ecstasy ( he told me after that the expression on my face when I am at that state is priceless). His hard cock is throbbing and man does it look delicious...he quickly inserts it so deep inside of me and begins to thrust hard...OMG, I am moaning so load that I am sure the people next door can hear. Deeper and deeper...soooo goood. and then he takes off the leg restraints because there was some movement but not enough to get my legs up in the air and I love when he does me with my legs on his shoulders. And so he does me good. I am in a state of total bliss! After some pumping action and some major screams, he began to pull the nipple clamps off as I was getting close to climax. Well, I have to tell you...the thing about nipple clamps, you wish at that point you would rather walk around with them for the rest of your life than have someone remove them. Because when they come off...the pain is unbelievable....it actually adds to the sensation only if you are about to climax as if the body doesn't know what to process first...the pain, the orgasm.....all these emotions just dancing through my head. I really can't explain it. It's a weird feeling.


He untied me because quite frankly the ropes were leaving permanent marks! lol I kept pulling them tighter and tighter as he was screwing me. And so I then just laid in his arms. At this point, I cannot move, I cannot talk (which alone is an amazing thing) and he just laughs. Because he can tell when I am in the most perfect place of balance and harmony. He can see it on my face, he can see it in my actions....I just cuddle up to him close on his chest and I don't want to do anything but just lie there and enjoy the five minutes of perfection!


Once I come back to my senses, I want to please him although sometimes I find it even hard to get out of that perfect state. I go to tie his hands and he looks at me and says No Fucking Way! and laughs. Yes, Mr. Porsche is a control freak and the thought of me restraining him in any fashion is not in the cards. He could get out but its the point not the fact that he couldn't get out of the ropes. I give him the pouting lips and sweet little face he loves and explained that it was just for a second....only one hand and one leg...that it wouldn't be a big deal. After many kisses and giggles, he let me do one leg and then I did get it around his wrist and was able to hold the rope. He allowed it because now he was so busy concentrating on my lips wrapped around his cock...slowly I reached for the other rope and just wrapped it around his hand gently. Sucking and licking and getting as much as his cock as a could into my mouth....I began to pull on the ropes to give him a feeling of being more restrained. As I pulled and he tried to pull back, they got tighter...BUT his cock also got harder. He had a hard time letting go but when I pointed out that his cock was getting larger and that he must be okay with it...he allowed me to have my little fun.


So he's tied up, I am sucking his cock hard and I pull out the prostate massager. The great thing about being with someone for so long is that you know where their spots are. I can find his prostate in a second..know exactly where to put it and how to rub the toy against it to make his body go wild. This is his orgasm, its wild to see how that prostate massager gets him so excited..I guess its called milking a guy? Whatever it is, if you mentally can let a girl do it, i think you should try it. with all the stimulation, he admits its a little too much and I slow it down (hmm, why do I slow down and he still goes at that point on me) but just enough to get him to cum hard and squirt so many times as I open my mouth to catch each squirt.


Cuddle Time! we didn't have long but I love that time. the mirrors on this ceiling were curved. Good marketing...you looked thinner in these mirrors. I am impressed that they took the time to think about that. So as we lied there entwined naked in each other, I looked up at the ceiling and looking at us entwined like that made me feel so good and I began to get horny again. I had a desire to see myself cum in the mirrors while he was entwined into me. I began to rub my clit and he leaned over and began to finger me...my breath getting shallow and I came again watching it in the mirror. It was hot.

We showered together and then we had to leave. Aaaahhh...I got my three hours worth here. We kissed good by and I hate the goodby. I am bad at the good by part. Not because I don't think he will be back but because it was so good I just hate it to end. Going back to reality sucks sometimes. Driving away I thought about how great it was and how great I felt. then it occurred to me the time....oh crap, I had a date tonight with this guy I have been talking with for awhile from Match. that was in two hours, I had enough time to get home and shower. And so I go and meet Mr. electrician.