More Fucking, More Orgasms, More Moans And Screams

I feel incredibly relaxed now. It's his fault: more orgasms than I can imagine does that to me.

As we walked into the Black Room he was so mild mannered that I was thinking our explorat­ion for the day might be more intellectual than physical. He was "less interested in being mean than in playing with power tools." I think my brain must already have been somewhat disengaged because I didn't recognise the full sig­nificance of his words…

I was naked on the bed, with my cunt lubed up and the big black dildo inserted; then he clicked the reciprocating saw onto it to create our Fucksaw. Putting the Fairy Wand on my clit too meant that even at low intensity I was coming within a minute. It was very sudden and very intense, and already I was having one orgasm after another.

In those early moments I was wishing we'd started off a little slower because I might've got a bit more comfortable with the intensity – but I wasn't about to start whining. He cranked it up with successive orgasms until my nerves were overloaded and I was babbling nonsense. When he dialled down the Fairy Wand I realised he'd taken it right up to its maximum.

Then he rearranged me with the toys to the left, my thighs wide, and him on my right. Oh god! He was getting me ready for pussy slaps. I begged him not to do them too hard, but he did them exactly as hard as he wanted to. They weren't super hard, but there were enough of them that they built the sensation up to quite an intense level.

He switched back to using the Fairy Wand, this time just on its own. It wasn't too high intensity, but he held it firmly against my cunt and rubbed it against my clit and labia, and very soon I felt my squirt gushing out. (Yay for putting towels in strategic places!) The next thing I remember is him getting me to reinsert the Fucksaw, and then he had me hold the Fairy Wand in place, with the dial turned towards him so he could control the speed.

"Turn it on."

Once the vibe was running he started the Fucksaw again, and I was ridiculously close to coming within seconds. He played with the intensity a bit, and then told me to grab those nasty black-and-white pegs and put them on my nipples. Ow! Ow! The zing in my nipples began to dominate the other sensations.

"Turn up the vibe until it tops the sensations in your nipples," he said.

I dialled up the Fairy Wand, but instead of distracting from the nipple zing, it actually increased it. He let that combination work on me until I was begging for some release, then he reached over and plucked the pegs off. Ow! Ow! And within seconds I felt orgasms start to overwhelm me – not once, but several times.

He finally decided to get his cock in on the action – yay! As good as our sex toys are, I love the extra intimacy when we fuck skin to skin.

As I sucked him to full erection my mind filled with thoughts of having two tongues and two sets of lips on his cock, and the press of another naked body against mine. In that moment I imagined another woman being there. Or maybe a man?

"Fuck me, girl."

He was well and truly hard. I was so wet that I wondered if there'd be enough friction to make him come. I fucked him hard and deep until my thighs were aching. He reached for the Fairy Wand over and made me lean back so he could press it against my clit.

And then there was more: more fucking, more pressure, more orgasms, more nipple torture, more sweat, more come, more moans and screams. He held me by my hair, by my hips, and by my throat. He comforted me in his arms and then we danced along the edges again. In those moments he devoured my pleasure as it became pain, and my pain as it became pleasure.

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