Subspace?

Subspace...I read about it...I understand the concept. However, I've never fully believed I have been there...until today.

In the middle of what can only be described as a leisurely afternoon blow job and cock stroking, Thirty says, "I need to pee."

Ummm...ok.

He gets up and says with a smirk, "Come on."

Oh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Shirt and bra off."

I remove everything...I know where this is going.

"Kneel in the bathtub."

I obey, but I'm nervous. And, I'm smiling nervously. I feel a little silly from all the smiling.

"Suck me."

The blow job continues...I'm so turned on...and a little chilly in the cold bathtub...

"Enough."

And he starts to piss on me...first a few drops, then a full hot stream...I close my eyes.

"Open your mouth."

My eyes fly open as I look at him questioningly. Really? I hesitate. He strokes my hair.

"Do it."

I open my mouth. He pisses over my stomach and breasts, across my shoulders, up my neck, onto my face...into my open mouth, across my tightly shut eyes, into my hair...

I sputter and cough, letting piss and spit spill down my chin and drip onto my breasts. I peek through dampened lashes at him...he's smiling, of course.

All of a sudden, I close my eyes again and relax. The hot stream continues across my chest and shoulders. The feeling is almost peaceful...enveloping...and I actually think the word "subspace" because this is the point where I would do anything he asked.

Then, it's over.

"Clean me up."

He's smiling at my disheveled, piss-covered appearance while I suck his cock. I can feel that he enjoys what he sees, and I take him deeper.

"Your turn to clean up."

I rinse myself in the shower and return to find him laying across the bed, stroking his cock. I explore his mouth and tongue as he masturbates himself to orgasm, allowing me to drink my fill of his come.

I love when he "feeds" me.

Quickie...

30 minutes was all he had...

I said it tonight, and I'll say it again...I take what I can get...every time.

Just knowing I was going to have him had me so turned on my teeth were chattering and my pussy humming. We didn't waste a moment once we were alone.

"Strip, woman."

In no time, his mouth was on my nipple and he was pushing his hard cock into me. God, I love that feeling! So deep, so hard, so good. The urgency made it better though I didn't think that was possible. I came the first two times with his cock inside me...

He turns me around, pushes me forward and starts finger fucking my pussy. I want to feel his hand inside me and tell him so...he pushes harder and harder, stretching me and hurting me while I beg for more...and he makes me come again...and again...and again... I'm crying from the pain and the pleasure...unsure I can take any more...until he calls me his good little whore and I know I won't disappoint him. He has me pinned so that I can't escape the assault on my pussy. When I've come more than I think is possible, he pulls his hand out and moves me so that I'm bent over the bed. He's fucking me hard again, and I'm loving it. There is nothing I love more than his cock in any of my holes!

He literally fucks me with his cock and his hand until I collapse on the floor from the overwhelming pleasure and pain of it all. I crawl over to him and take his hard cock in my mouth. He tells me to suck him like a whore, and I do it exactly how he likes it. I've come so hard in such a short time that I can feel my pussy dripping onto the floor between my feet. Having his cock in my mouth makes me even wetter. I love hearing him talking to me, directing me...

He's close to coming. "Don't you dare swallow yet."

I take the head of his cock between my lips and feel his hot come explode onto my tongue. I love the feel and taste of him...and it makes me want more... I masturbate to the thought of his come in my mouth.

Abruptly, it's over...our time's up...I don't want him to go, but I know I don't have a choice. He smears a drop of come onto my breast with a twinkle in his eye. I smile, enjoy knowing it's there, and get dressed. Seeing his cock still hard makes me want to take him into my mouth again...but I can't tonight.

I walk to my car feeling my own come still running down my legs. I know how much I'm going to hurt tomorrow and smile thinking about it.