An Extremely Kinky Affair

AN EXTREMELY KINKY AFFAIR

Derek Price

Copyright 2015 by Derek Price

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WARNING:
This
story is written for adults only. It contains explicit, graphic sex
and language, including bdsm, rough sex, femdom, alpha male,
romance and more. It is intended for individuals over 18 years of
age.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

DAY 1 : ALPHA MALE

DAY 2 : ANAL

DAY 3 : THREESOME

DAY 4 : FEMDOM

DAY 5 : ROUGH

ALSO BY DEREK PRICE

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DAY 1 : ALPHA
MALE

Tyler Walker is nervously pacing around the
hotel suite with a half-full beer in his hand when there’s a knock
on the door. He pounds the rest of the beer, sets the bottle down
on the desk, takes a deep breath, walks over to the door, and opens
it.

Standing there is a girl. She’s tall and
thin, just a couple of inches shorter than he is. Wearing a short
white dress that shows off her ridiculously tight, firm body.
Perfect legs. Toned arms. Lightly tanned skin. Small but perky
tits. A girlish face with shoulder-length, mussed-up blonde hair,
blue eyes, little nose and thin, pouty lips. She’s not wearing much
makeup. But she doesn’t need it. She’s cute as shit without it.

“
You must be Brandi,” he
says, not sure how these sort of things are supposed to go. He’s
never done anything like this before.

“
That’s right,” she says
with a smile. “You mind if I come in?”

“
Please do,” he says,
holding the door open and standing aside. He watches her as she
walks by, noting in particular her ass working behind her skimpy
dress. It looks tight enough to bounce quarters off of.

Brandi drops her purse on the desk and turns
to face him.

Tyler’s again struck by how innocent she
looks. He can scarcely believe that she’ll be able to stand up to
what he has in mind on this night. But she comes very highly
recommended. According to his buddy (who’s an expert on this sort
of thing) she’s a superstar, capable of taking punishment worthy of
a porn starlet.

And supposedly she’s as nasty as can be, up
for absolutely anything. Which is good, because he’s had an
extremely rough couple of months thanks to his ex-wife raking him
over the coals and he’s looking to take out some of his aggression
without having to worry about getting arrested. Which is why he
went to his friend for a recommendation in the first place.

“
What’s on tap for this
evening?” Brandi asks, slipping out of her sandals.

The monetary situation has already been
dealt with, leaving them to get right down to the good stuff.

“
Whatever you can handle,”
Tyler replies.

“
I can handle anything you
can dish out,” she says. Not a dare or a brag, just a straight
declaration of facts.

“
Is that
right?”

“
Damn straight,” she says,
flashing him a little smile.

“
Well, let’s just see,” he
says, grabbing a handful of her hair and giving it a sharp pull,
bending her backwards so her face is facing the ceiling.

Brandi’s smile widens as she moans in
pleasure. Her eyes twinkle with excitement. She clearly gets off on
being treated like this; it’s not an act.

“
You like that?” Tyler
asks.

“
I love it,” Brandi
replies.

He pulls her tight little dress down,
exposing her perfect little perky tits. Her nipples are hard and
sticking out like pencil erasers.

He fondles one of her tits and pinches her
nipple, eliciting a little gasp. Then he slaps down on it.

Brandi yelps and shivers in ecstasy.

“
Do it again,” she
says.

He does it again, harder this time.

“
Harder,” she
says.

So he does, harder still. And again. And
again.

Her tit is bright red but she still seems to
be enjoying it. More than ever, in fact.

Tyler’s cock is pushing painfully against
his pants. This is exciting him just as much as it is her.

He pulls up on her hair, snapping her head
forward.

She’s taking deep breaths but she’s still
smiling, showing him those pearly whites. Her eyes are glowing with
excitement.

He starts walking, pulling her along by the
hair as he goes. He drags her over to the wall, spins her around,
and pushes her back up against it. He’s standing directly in front
of her when he releases her hair and grabs ahold of her throat,
squeezing just a bit, nothing too serious.

Brandi’s smile doesn’t fade one bit. If
anything it gets larger.

With one hand still around her throat Tyler
slaps her face. The sound fills the room like a gunshot.

Little red blossoms flare up on her cheek.
But she still smiles.

He slaps her again. Squeezes her throat a
little harder. Slaps her again.

Her smile is fading but her eyes are still
radiating excitement. Her whole face is turning red now as her
blood flow is restricted.

“
Do you want me to stop?”
he says.

Brandi shakes her head and mouths the word
no.

Tyler slaps her again. And again. And again.
Squeezing tighter now, almost completely cutting of the blood flow
to her brain.

Her lips are slightly apart and quivering
slightly. Her eyes start to flutter and her pupils roll back,
exposing the whites of her eyes. Her head lolls slightly to the
right.

He lets go of her throat.

The color runs back into her face and she
gasps for breath. Her smile is back in full effect. Only this time
it’s filled with excitement.

“
That was incredible,” she
says.

“
You’re one filthy little
slut, aren’t you?” he says, laughing himself.

“
The filthiest,” Brandi
says, reaching down to rub his cock, which is still rock-hard and
pressing against his pants.

Tyler grabs her arm and pulls it away. “Not
yet,” he says. “We’ll get to me in a little bit. I want to fuck
with you some more.”

“
If you insist,” she says,
her tone filled with mock disappointment.

He slips her dress off by pulling it over
her head and drops it to the ground. Then he grabs ahold of her
throat again, not really squeezing this time, just holding her in
place as his free hand wanders down her flat stomach to her pretty
little shaved pussy. He rubs her pussy for a couple of seconds to
get her warmed up but it’s unnecessary. She’s already soaking wet
down there. So he sticks two fingers inside her and starts
finger-fucking her.

Tyler stands there, facing Brandi, looking
down at her face as he’s exploring her insides with his fingers,
his excitement building like a thunderstorm because of the control
he has over her.

She’s looking up at him with her wide eyes
full of excitement, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth, her
breath growing more and more rapid as he increases the pressure and
depth of his fingers inside her.

He slides another finger inside her while
simultaneously tightening his grip on her throat, choking off the
gasp that is forming on her mouth. With three fingers now inside
her he starts moving his hand more quickly in and out of her pussy,
his wrist angled slightly upwards to rub the edges of her clit as
he finger-fucks her.

Brandi’s mouth is slightly open and little
gasping sounds are escaping from her throat. Her face is slowly
turning pink as the blood flow diminishes.

“
You like this, don’t
you?” Tyler says.

She nods as much as she can in her comprised
situation.

“
Do you want another
finger?”

She nods.

Without releasing her throat he slips his
pinkie insider her, joining the other three fingers. It’s a tight
fit but she loosens up a bit as he moves his fingers inside
her.

A short time later Brandi’s entire body is
quivering, her legs on the verge of failing. Her head slumps to the
side just a bit and her eyes flutter. She’s about to pass out.

He doesn’t want that. So he releases her
throat but continues finger-fucking her, making it difficult for
her to catch her breath.

Brandi leans into him to keep from falling,
her head on his chest.

He’s the only thing holding her up but still
he continues working her pussy, keeping her right on the edge. Her
breaths are shallow and punctuated by high-pitched sounds of
pleasure.

Finally she catches her breath and pulls
back a bit, using the wall for support now.

Tyler takes a moment to unzip his pants and
pull his cock out with his free hand. It’s sticking straight out,
as stiff as a board, feeling like it’s trying to push through his
skin.

“
Stroke it,” he says to
Brandi.

Her hand flies down to his cock and starts
jerking him off.

He reaches out and grabs ahold of her tit
and squeezes it while his other hand continues working her
pussy.

They stand there, face-to-face, playing with
each other for a full minute before he’s ready for something
more.

He pulls his fingers from her pussy and
gives it a little smack.

Brandi yelps and her body stiffens for a
moment but her smile doesn’t fade. Not one bit. Nor does she let go
of his cock.

Tyler sticks his fingers in her mouth so she
can clean them of her juices.

Brandi licks her fingers one-by-one, until
they are completely clean, staring at him the entire time,
continuing to jerk him off. Not saying anything, just waiting for
his direction.

What a perfect submissive little slut. Time
to start putting her to better use.

He pushes down on her shoulders.

She kneels to the ground without any
resistance whatsoever.

He shifts his hands to her head and grabs
ahold of her hair, uses it to hold her head against the wall.

“
Open your mouth,” he
says.

She obliges, opening it wide. Her eyes are
gleaming as she looks up at him.

He sticks his cock inside her mouth and
starts sliding it in and out, moving slowly, not giving her much
more than the tip. He gradually slips it further inside her until
it’s about halfway in. He speeds up his thrusts.

Her lips close around his cock.

Tyler pulls his cock out, uses it to smack
her cheek a few times.

“
Did I tell you to close
your mouth?” he asks.

Brandi shakes her head.

“
That’s right,” he says.
“I didn’t. This time keep it open.”

She nods.

He sticks his cock back inside her mouth and
starts pumping her face again, more aggressively this time. Gagging
sounds come from her throat as he pummels her mouth but she keeps
it open no matter how much of his cock he gives her.

“
Tongue out,” he
says.

Brandi does as she’s told; Tyler can see her
tongue beneath his cock as he pumps her mouth. Saliva is pouring
out of her mouth, running down her chin and neck and coating her
chest. Tears are dripping from her eyes, running down her cheek but
from the way she’s looking at him she’s still enjoying herself and
not in any real distress.

His cock is slippery as hell as he gives her
the whole thing, from tip to base, relentlessly slamming it in and
back out of her throat, still holding her head against the wall
with his hands.

The gagging and coughing sounds are growing
louder with every thrust. A little pool of saliva is gathering on
the carpet beneath her. He’s thoroughly enjoying throat-fucking
her; perhaps a little too much. He’s almost at the point of
cumming. He know he needs to move onto something else before it’s
too late. But first he wants to do something.

He slips his cock out of her mouth, giving
her a couple of moments to catch her breath then slams it back
inside, all the way down her throat until her nose is poking into
his stomach. But instead of pulling it back out right away, like
he’s done every time up until this point, he holds it there, his
cock all the way down her throat.