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Jasmin's surrender

By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

What the Fuck am I doing, she asked herself and not for the first time today. A not entirely odd question you might think. We've all muttered it at some point. However, for Jasmine it was in that moment, entirely reasonable to ask that off herself as she knelt, alone, in the middle of the hotel room, wearing a black silk blindfold, matching lingerie and patent, high - heeled shoes.

Her heart hammered in her chest, breathing fast she recalled the events leading up to this moment. The memories were pleasant and, despite her nervousness, another sensation tugged at her consciousness and manifested in a fluttering deep in her stomach and a warmth beginning between her legs...

She waited in anticipation of her complete surrender not knowing what was about to happen...

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

She met him on a course where their innuendo laden banter matched each other perfectly. He was older than her but didn't act it. Not like an immature man /midlife crisis kind of way, but rather a youthful outlook and, boy, was there ever a sparkle in his eyes... Although not tall, he was taller than Jasmine, he was broad shouldered which benefited from a regular gym routine.

The last days of the course were a kind of 'free for all,' where the students could select a body part to be worked on.

Tom requested a firm back massage and managed to pick Jasmine as his masseuse. He stripped off his shirt and lay on the bed.

Jasmine appraised him as he lay there. He had a kind of nice dad body, which was muscular but barely hidden in a comfortable layer of padding. Scooping some massage cream into her hand, she started to apply it to his skin. The scent of oranges rose up from the cream, driven by the heat of his body, which was increasing the more she manipulated his form muscles. She would ask him how it felt and he would reply with a murmured, "Mmmm."

He'd already told her he could take a lot of pressure, so Jasmine started to apply a lot more weight through her hands. Tom became more vocal to the point of occasionally grunting his approval. Occasionally he world start to giggle and laugh as she found a more dense, resistant knot of muscle which she would dig into with her elbow. Each time she pressed onto a painful area, his laughter would get louder.

"You like it rough," she stated . Knowing this was like a red flag to a bull.

He lifted his head and looked her in the eye, "I do, but can you take it as well as you give it?" His voice was low and meant only for her, his tone and the look on his face clearly signifying that he wasn't referring to massage.

"Oh yes, I can take a good, hard pounding on my back as well," she replied, her face mirroring his.

"Challenge accepted," he declared, "I really must get you on a bed so as to give you a firm hand." He smiled, winked and lay back down, unaware that this had brought forth a sudden jolt in Jasmine's pussy. She felt herself getting wet at the thought of it...

Now what? She mused...

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

The text came through 2 days after the course: "So. How hard can you take it? H." It was a bolt from the blue, catching Jasmine unawares in the middle of her daily routine. Fuck, he doesn't believe in small talk, she thought. She liked the idea of it. No nonsense fun between 2 adults. They both lived far enough apart that it couldn't become a regular thing, where either one could pop over. Each time would need to be arranged and, while not planned with military precision and exact orders (how that thought would come back to her on that bedroom floor), they would place firm borders where neither one would blur the lines and start to have those kinds of feeling. Yeah, she thought. This would be just what I need.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Jasmine had gone through a fairly amicable divorce and had 2 kids. Luckily she had family nearby who could help and she was building up a thriving business from home. The massage course would compliment her other therapeutic services, so now all that was missing was regular, good sex. A girl has needs, she thought as she composed a reply to his text... "I can take it as hard as you want to give it to me." No point in being coy, either, she thought. Both were too mature for mind-games or messing about.

Within a minute he replied, "Let's meet and put that to the test."

A series of messages back and forth had a meeting arranged for a Monday morning at her place, which was over a week away. Aver the coming days they exchange, what could only be described as, a series of very frank messages about what they wanted to do to each other. Nothing was left to the imagination. Over several nights they 'sexted' each other to the point where they both had to relieve themselves. One particular afternoon, a few days before the planned meeting, Jasmine was feeling incredibly horned up. She re-read their messages and absent-mindedly found her hand wandering between her legs to seek out her sensitive little nub. Slowly rubbing herself as she read the texts she felt herself becoming incredibly wet. The sensation crashed over her like being hit by a bus. She slipped her hand under her leggings, pulled her knickers aside and fingered herself hard. Jesus, I'm soaking, she thought as her fingers rubbed her clit, occasionally slipping inside her thoroughly wet pussy. Alone in the house, she gave in to the moment and let out a loud, "Fuuuuuck..." as her orgasm washed over her. Fuck, that was intense she thought as she calmed herself down, but the mild tingle of having an itch that still wasn't properly scratched. As much as her messages with Harry were intense, it didn't account entirely for this level of desire... Her eyes drifted to the calendar on the kitchen wall.... "Ah bollox!!" She cursed. Her monthly visitor was due, meaning it would be in full flow (pardon the expression) by the time their meeting was arranged. With reluctance, she lifted her phone. Better give him the good news, she thought, grimly...

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Tom's reply was, now that she knew him a bit better, entirely expected, but at the time it was a shock, "If it's all the same to you, I'll just fuck you in the shower." Jesus, she thought, this guy is...What, exactly? He's certainly sensual and matter of fact. He knows what he wants, isn't afraid to ask for it... She hadn't known too many men who weren't squeamish about the thought of having sex with a woman on her period. This was a whole new kind of animal she was dealing with. It intrigued her. Just how far will he go? She thought. Their texting returned to sexual desires and exploits. Jasmine could feel the itch getting worse. Well, she thought, if he's up for it then so am I.

The following day she sent him, "Come here tonight! I might be spotting a bit, so I understand if it puts you off and you want to wait a week"

Within seconds he replied, "What time?" With the arrangements made, all she had to do was wait.

She decided to wear no underwear. This wasn't going to be a sensuous lovemaking session. She wanted... needed to be fucked, and fucked hard. The day turned to evening and it seemed as though the clock was moving deliberately slowly, then...

"I'm 5 minutes away x"

Her heart skipped a beat and her pussy gave an involuntary twitch. She felt herself starting to get wet...

"1 minute, I'm turning into your road now"

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Jasmine went to the door and beckoned him to park up next to one of the sheds. She watched him get out of the car and stand as his eyes adjusted to the evening gloom. "Over here!" she waved, and started walking to the shed. "The kids are in the house, but in here is fine for our needs." He followed her inside, hot on her heels. She had left her phone on the counter, the glow of its torch casting the only light in the shed. She turned to meet him, only to find he was already inches from her. His eyes were boring into her, his face set like predator about to pounce on a welcome meal... She barely got a, "Hello," out before his mouth was on her.

His arms encircled her and pulled her tight against him as their tongues thrust savagely into each other's mouths. One hand went to her ass, gripping it firmly and pulling her onto him. The other went to the back of her head, where he wound his fingers through her long, blonde hair, gathering it like a fisherman would pull in a net, before gently pulling her head back to expose her throat. His mouth was on her neck in seconds, teeth bared, teasing that he would bite... Then gently nipping her throat before moving on, his tongue trailing a path to the sensitive area below her ear.

She could feel his cock pressed against her hips and his hand was pulling her tightly onto it. She reached for his belt, undid it and opened his jeans. His thick cock sprang out into her hand and she lost no time in rubbing it. Meanwhile the hand on her ass was now under her leggings and cupping her pussy, his fingers probing between her engorged lips to find her sensitive clit.

"Can you feel how wet I am for you?" she asked.

"Yes," he gasped, her hand was doing a fantastic job on his throbbing cock, "It feels fucking great"

His fingers had settled on her clit and were stimulating it mercilessly. She could feel her first orgasm building. His other hand sought out one of her ample, firm breasts, squeezing it hard then pulling on her nipple, drawing forth a pleasurable gasp of pain. He immediately released the nipple, and caressed her breast almost tenderly, all the while her clit enjoyed a firm, steady rhythm of pleasurable attentions. Her knees started to shake as her orgasm built up, then finally they buckled as she came, offering a loud moan. He relented from her clit, cupping her mound while again pulling her face to him for a long, hard kiss.

"Fuck me!" She commanded. He clearly needed no other bidding as he spun her around and pulled her leggings down. She bent forwards, hands on her knees, exposing her pussy to the cool night air, but more importantly, to his slick, pre-cum coated cock. She felt the bulbous head push between her thighs. He rubbed it up and down her exposed pussy, coating it with her juices, before reaching for a condom. His cock was gone for a moment as he rolled the latex barrier onto it, but it was soon resting against her wet slit, and with one thrust, he was inside her. They both let out groans of pleasure, his as a result of being ensheathed within her tight, hot, soaking cunt! Her groan came from the sudden sensation of being filled with a hot, throbbing cock. He paused for a second as they both relished this moment, before withdrawing slightly and plunging back inside her, working himself deeper. With a slow, steady few strokes, he'd coated his entire shaft with her juices and was now filling her, completely. She could feel his heavy balls slap against the back of her thighs as he pushed himself hard and deeply into her. His hands found their way to her hips and be took off like a jack hammer...

"You wanted a hard fuck, well here it is," he hissed as he started pounding her furiously. His hands pulling on her hips allowed him a good grip on her as his muscled legs and ass powered his hard cock into her. Each thrust was accompanied by the slap of her ass against his balls and thighs. Time meant nothing at this point, as Jasmine focussed solely on the animalistic fucking they were engaged in. His breathing was getting heavy and each thrust brought forth from her a moan, or an encouraging, "Yes! Fuck me!"

His right hand suddenly let go of her, the thought had barely registered before the sharp sting that accompanied the firm slap that landed on her ass.. "Oh fuck, yes!" she cried. Thrust, thrust, SLAP! Thrust thrust SLAP! Sometimes the slap would be accompanied with a firm hand rubbing her ass, like he was massaging the sting away. And so it went for a while. This man she barely knew was drilling her hard and slapping her ass. His other hand grabbed a handful of her hair and she felt her head pulled back. "Oh yes, I love it!" she cried. This was perfect. A good hard fuck, her ass getting spanked and her hair pulled, what more could a lady ask?

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

He slowed down, catching his breath and pulled her upright slightly, then reached through to cup her breasts. The height difference meant he had to slow to steady strokes, but she loved the gentle probing of her pussy as her boobs were firmly squeezed. He reached for her face, cupping her chin and angled her towards him so he could lean in and kiss her. Their mouths barely touched, but their tongues snaked out to dance in the night.

"I believe there's a certain position you love to get into," he suggested... Clearing some boxes off a chair, he sat down. Jasmine took ne leg out of her leggings and stepped over him, reaching for his cock. Straddling him, she lowered herself and guided him back into her. She loved this position. She was in control and could do as she pleased. She began to ride him, grinding her pussy hard onto him, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone. He reached up to play with her tits, caressing them, squeezing them gently, firm then a brief sting before returning to a gentle caress. They locked eyes, both smiling. This wasn't something that needed to be acted out or enhanced by pulling silly 'porn-faces.' This was just good, no very good, sex. He knew when to release control to her. Let her take the lead. Her pace quickened and he reached his fingers to her lips. She sucked his fingers into his mouth, sucking them as she would his cock. Coating them with her spit. He pulled them out and rubbed the spit on her stiff nipples, the addition of moisture enhancing the sensation of the cold air. He repeated this, only this time offered her his thumb. She sucked it eagerly, before he removed it and pressed it against her clit. She grabbed his other wrist, bracing herself. "Push against me," she said. His arm became rigid and she used it to balance as she increased her thrusts. Good boy, she thought. He knows not to move.

"I love how you fuck me," he said, "It's so fucking hot to watch you use me, use my cock as a fuck-toy." He said this quite matter of factly.

Jasmine murmured in agreement, focussing on the steady build up to her next orgasm. She'd had a few already, but this was going to be a big one. She focussed on her pussy, the sensation of fullness. Moving his cock within her to press against her G-spot. Feeling his finger on her clit.

"Yess," he encouraged, "Fuck me... Come on! Grind that pussy on my cock... Come on my cock!"

She was close, so very close. His words added to it, but she needed more. Reaching down she moved his hand away and took over massaging her clit. He was good at it, but she knew exactly what it needed. He, in turn, smiled broadly. "Yes, you filthy fucking bitch... Fuck yourself. Use me and fucking come on my cock!" He reached for her breast and began his former ministrations.

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Jasmine reached the point of no return and, with a loud cry she released her orgasm onto his throbbing cock. All of her weight was focussed on her pussy as her legs gave way and she collapsed onto his chest. His arms surrounded her and pulled her onto him. He hugged her, his hands stroking her back. "That was hot," he said. They rested for a few minutes, his cock sensing the spasms inside her pussy.

"I don't know if I can take much more, " she gasped, "But you have to finish..."

"Don't worry about me," he said, "It can take a lot to make me come, and it's damn near impossible with a condom on. But, it isn't like we are keeping score, I'll fill your mouth with it next time, or come on those gorgeous boobs. He smiled. Neither of them knew how long they had been in the shed, but they sensed it had been at least an hour.

"I'll need to head into the house, soon," she said.

With that they kissed again. They were incredibly compatible. Their kisses were perfect. His tongue met hers, pushed back, relented, withdrew... Damn he was a good kisser. He clearly thought the same of her as she felt his cock, hard as it was, stiffen further as they kissed.

"That tongue of yours," he sighed, "It's incredible... Can you feel how hard my cock is getting when you kiss me?" Jasmine smiled, "You're not too bad at it yourself." She gave his cock a squeeze with her tight pussy, and her responded by thrusting up against her. "Fuck, I want this to go on, but I need to go," she said.

Kissing her, he relented. "A gentleman knows when it's time to take his leave" he said, smiling ruefully. They stood and redressed, which took longer than usual as they still couldn't keep their hands or mouths off each other. Finally, it was time.

"Thanks for calling down," she said.

"My pleasure," he responded, giving her one final, long kiss.

With that, he stepped out into the night, walked to his car and drove off.

Jasmine walked to the house, her pussy practically glowing and throbbing from the pounding it had taken. She was, to be perfectly accurate, completely fucked. She smiled as she walked in, watching his car tail lights recede into the night.

To be continued...

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Jasmine kept in touch with Tom. Their last encounter did little to dampen their desires and the re-arranged date was fast approaching. Back and forward went the messages, porn-style gifs and selfies of their various nocturnal activities. The date day had arrived. It was set for the morning, and Tom dutifully messaged her that he was 5 mins away. She replied, “Back door is open. Come in and lock it behind you. You’ll find me upstairs… And I want you to come in to the room, naked!!!” She imagined him swerving on the road as he processed the message, but he replied with a smile and a kiss. With that, Jasmine settled back on the bed, her door slightly ajar, her pussy already tingling and wet in anticipation.

She heard the door open and close, followed by his footsteps on the stairs. He paused on the landing and Jasmine heard the sounds of clothes dropping to the floor, then her door swung open.

Tom walked in, his cock already erect. “Presented, as the lady requested.” He declared, approaching the bed. She had pulled the sheet up to cover herself. He slowly pulled the sheet down, savoring the view as more of her was revealed. Jasmine had a wonderful figure. She wasn’t skinny, wasn’t fat. She could be described as curvaceous and womanly. This morning she wore a satin dressing gown, that just about covered her ass. Underneath was a black lacy bra and thong set. She felt fabulous and the effect on Tom’s cock was measurable, as was the grin on his face. He continued to peel the sheet away, finishing with a flourish.

Looking back, Jasmine couldn’t recall if they had actually said anything much to each other, but she remembered him kneeling beside her and kissing her long and deeply. He was surprisingly gentle, his hands caressed her body, lightly brushing over the lacy material that barely covered her breasts, he cupped her face and ran his hand back to her breasts, never breaking the kiss. She, in turn, went for a more direct approach and reached for his stiff cock, which was bobbing in front of her. She took it in her hand and slowly wanked it gently. Their kiss intensified and his hand wandered between her legs, seeking out her already soaking pussy. He cupped her mound and rubbed it gently, at first. She enjoyed the sensation of his fingers pressing against her soaked lacy panties. Eventually, he pulled her panties aside and slipped a finger into her hot, wet cunt.

Jasmine gasped as he fingered her. He was firm but gentle, his fingers seeking out her G-spot, finding it and gently stroking it. She pulled him closer and, finally, slipped his cock into her mouth. His pre-cum tasted nice and she urged him deeper into her mouth, slowly sucking and wanking him. He began thrusting slightly, which encouraged her to take as much of him as she could. Tom was moaning as she sucked him, “Fuck, you’re good at that,” he said, “Fucking perfect, in fact.” Jasmine smiled up at him and gave him a cheeky wink, which cause Tom’s cock to pulse strongly in her mouth. He was very skilled with his fingers and she felt the beginnings of her first orgasm…

Tom gently pulled his cock away from her mouth, leaving her somewhat surprised. “I have to taste you,” he declared. With that, he knelt further down the bed and kissed his way towards her pussy. Jasmine got nervous at this. She’d never been able to fully relax when a man was going down on her. She appreciated the offer, but she’d already told Tom in previous messages that she couldn’t cum from oral. Nevertheless, she relaxed as much as she could as Toms deft tongue set to work on her clit, all the while his finger remained in her pussy. It didn’t take long for Jasmine to reevaluate her opinions on oral. This fucker knew what he was about. One hand was busy fingering her with a slow, steady pace, while the other rested on her mound and his thumb gently pulled back the hood of her clit, exposing it fully to his tongue. Oh, what a tongue… It alternated between broad, soft strokes and firm, pointed circles around her clit. He was testing her preferences and adjusting his technique according to how she responded. Jasmine couldn’t resist raising her hips to him every time he hit the sweet-spot, which was becoming more frequent. He finally settled on firm circles and an occasional stab at her clit, his tongue changing from soft to firm as he did. Fuck this is good, Jasmine thought. Really fucking good, he’s gonna make me cum…. The thought had barely coalesced in her mind when it happened. With an unbridled scream she thrust her hips up and Tom responded by pushing his face deep onto her. She ground her pulsating cunt onto his face and her thighs clenched his head in a vice-like grip as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through her body… Tom fought it as hard as he could, riding out the storm. He slowed down with his tongue, but kept it on her clit. Each lick bringing a thrust of her hips and a groan of pleasure. “No more! Please, no more… I can’t…” But she could, and his tongue and fingers brought forth another scream from her… This time, he relented and slowly pulled his fingers from her and kissed his way back up her body.

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