Diary Of A Disciplined Husband: Hot Sex Story
It had been a long day and all I wanted to do was to go home and relax, but I had one last errand to take care of. I had to meet with my friend, an escort, at a discreet location and fulfill a request I had made. I had been feeling very naughty lately, and I wanted to explore my kinky desires and push myself to new levels of pleasure.
I arrived at the location, an alleyway in an unknown part of town, and saw my friend waiting in the shadows. She was dressed in a tight leather outfit and high heels, with her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail. She was a stunning woman, and my heart skipped a beat as I took in her appearance.
We exchanged a few pleasantries before getting down to business. She asked me what it was that I had requested, and I told her that I wanted her to dominate me. She had a mischievous smile on her face as she told me that she could do just that. She began to kiss me passionately, our tongues intertwining as we explored each other’s mouths.
She then took me by the hand and led me further into the darkness of the alley. She pressed me up against the wall and pressed her body against mine, her hands roaming all over my body. I felt incredibly aroused and my body trembled with anticipation as her fingers teased and caressed me.
It wasn’t long before she had me completely under her spell. She undressed me and explored my body with her mouth, her tongue flicking and licking every inch of me. I moaned and gasped in pleasure as she expertly used her mouth to give me pleasure.
She then commanded me to turn around and asked if I was ready for anal. I nodded eagerly and she smiled, her hands gripping my hips tightly as she entered me. She slowly built up the intensity, her thrusts becoming more and more powerful. I moaned and gasped for more as I felt a deep pleasure radiating through every inch of my body.
The sensations were overwhelming and I was soon on the brink of orgasm. She then leaned forward and whispered into my ear, asking me to call her my slut. I hesitated for a moment, but then eagerly obliged, the word rolling off my tongue and sending a shiver down my spine. I felt a deep, primal pleasure as she called me her slut and gave me a rough, passionate fuck.
My orgasm came quickly and powerfully, my body shaking with pleasure. We stayed there in the alleyway, our bodies intertwined in the darkness, until both of us had fully recuperated. We exchanged glances, a silent understanding between us, before we parted ways.
I walked away feeling incredibly satisfied, my body still buzzing with pleasure. I knew that I had broken all of my rules by indulging in the pleasure of an escort, but I also knew that I had to do it. I was disciplined husband, but I also had desires that needed to be satisfied, and this experience had done exactly that.
