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His revenge, her desire.’Why am I doing this?’ I asked myself as I crashed into the room. I was staying in a hotel with a friend for a comic convention in the city which they were fortunately still at while I sorted myself for what I was going to subject myself to tonight. I crashed on the bed clutching the plastic bag I had brought in with me close to my breasts. “My room, 506. 6PM. Wear a dress. No underwear” was the last thing my ex said to me before walking off. I had bumped into him at the con with his friends. I had broken up with him a year before due to the long distance between us and met someone else not long after. We had been so in love when things were good and he did not take me moving on well. I hadn’t seen or spoken to him since and he was still clearly angry with me about lying to him about meeting someone new. Even though I was happy in a new relationship he was still the best man I had ever known, and when I say known I mean ‘known’ (;-)). There were still times I fantasied about what he used to do as my boyfriend pitifully attempted to be as good in bed. I ended up begging him to let me do something to make up for the hurt. When he walked away after saying that I was in shock. I did not know if he meant it or was simply testing my reaction or just saying something so extreme that I would not do it and leave him alone. I opened the bag and laid the dress out on the bed. It was blue, his favourite colour and the same colour as the dress I wore on our 4th anniversary. The anniversary we had gone out to a 5 star restaurant and I had not worn any underwear. The anniversary he first took me up the ass. My boyfriend didn’t do anal, even when I had tried to get him to ‘accidentally’ put it up there, so my ex had been the only one. He still ‘owned’ my ass in many ways. That pendik escort thought lead me on to the second item in my bag, a small smooth silver dildo. I hadn’t had anything up there in a long while and I knew he would go there so I needed to give it a little practice before I meet him.I took my clothes off and turned the shower on. I needed a wash, the con hall was warm and I had been sweating a lot. I wanted to be fresh and ready for him. Oh, why was I putting so much effort in to this? Why did I need this so badly? I washed myself all over, trying not to get distracted and too turned on, it was his job to do that. Once I was ready, I soaped up the dildo and slowly inserted it up my ass. It hurt to start, but that was what this was for, to brake it in again. In and out I slowly thrust it faster until it gave no resistance. I kept going until I felt my pussy tingle, I couldn’t go any further now. I wanted him to make me cum. Wait, did I? Oh god, yes I did. I shouldn’t but I did. I decided to shave my pussy, I hadn’t done that while I was with him so I thought I would this time to prove I had changed. I dried and put the dress on. The fabric felt good against my naked skin. I walked quickly to his room, 506. We were in the same hotel but he was 4 floors down so I had to walk down the corridors and take the elevator. Down 1 floor, it stopped and a group of people got in. They pressed me up against the side of the elevator and I wondered if they knew. I squeezed passed and got out on the 5th floor. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He opened shortly after, in a suit. He gestured me in, not a word was said. His silence was worrying me. For the first time since we met, I was nervous around him. I was pretty sure he was going to fuck me, probably roughly, but now I worried it was escort pendik not going to be as it was. He walked around me, looking me up and down, then he put his hands around my breasts. They felt so good in his hands once more, my nipples hard as he pressed the fabric of my dress against them. “Good” he said coldly, “Now bend over the bed”I did as instructed. This wasn’t the passion I was expected, it was cold. I felt my dress dragged over my ass, exposing it to him. I herd lube being squirted. I closed my eyes and braced myself. It wasn’t his cock as I expected, it was smooth and plastic and hurt slightly. I felt fur against my leg. I opened one eye and looked between my legs. I could see a false tail dangling from my ass. It was a butt plug tail, he had inserted a butt plug tail into my ass. When did he get that?”Right” he said in a cheerier tone. “Sit on the bed”. I did so and winced slightly due to the intrusion into my ass. I confused as to what was going on. He put a pair of cat ears on my head and then painted my nose black like a kittens. “Now, off to the cosplay bar my pet” he smiled. I smiled. This was odd but it wasn’t a million miles away from what we used to do. We entered the pub and went to the bar. He joked about me buying him a drink knowing I had nothing on me except this dress, the cat ears and a tail up my ass. He bought he drinks that night, getting me slightly intoxicated. We danced in the crowded bar, people pushing up against my ass, the plug twitching as they did. I started getting wet. No, I was wet, very, and he could smell it. He took my hand and lead me away. We found ourselves in the kitchen of the pub. They had stopped serving food hours ago and he knew this place well enough to get in without being seen. I didn’t see it at the time but he put his phone pendik escort bayan on the cooking surface, with the camera running, positioned to see what I was about to do, but not his face. “Kneel” he commanded, and I obeyed. He reached down and began to unzip his trousers, I reached out and stopped him. I wanted to do this, and unzipped his trousers for him. His cock smelt and looked delicious. Without hesitation, I licked its length. It was already starting to get hard and the more I licked the bigger and harder it was getting. I sucked the tip, how I had missed it. I sucked more and more, each time taking a little more of it’s great length in till my lips kissed his hips and his cock pressed up against my throat. I sucked in and out as I pulled my dress up, exposing my tail toy and reaching down to touch my soaking pussy. He noticed, scolding me pulling my head back by my hair.”No, that little itch has got to wait a while longer before it gets well and truly scratched” he said seductively. I was only half listening, placing my hands against his hips before looking up at him, with my hair in his hand, eyes wide open and said “Fuck my face”. He tightened his grip and thrust deep down my wanting throat. He hadn’t needed telling twice. He used my mouth and I felt like a slut kneeling here in the kitchen but I did not care. His cock slide in and out with such force I coughed and choked a few times, but it kept coming. Then, suddenly, it did. With one hard thrusts he came down my throat. I swallowed every last drop, hell I drank it like a man in the desert looking for water. He offered me his hand and said it was time to go back to the room. We straightened our selves out and left. As we walked through the bar I knew they could all smell it, the smell of lust and sex. The guys looked at me knowing I was ready and the women looked half disgusted at the slut they’d think I was for what I had just done and half jealous that I had got to do it instead of them. I needed to know what was next.To be continued…
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