I've always gotten weak-kneed around dominant men. A man that grabs me and forces his cock into my mouth turn me on more than 10 hours of watching porn.

I met Vic online, don't remember which site. I was in my early 30's, he was in his late 50's. We chatted for a bit, and his aggressiveness came out fairly quickly. Before the chat ended, he was calling me bitch and cunt, and told me everything he was going to do to me with his 7" cock when we met. There was no "if" in his eyes, it was "when". Every time I logged onto the site, he was there and picked up right where he left off.

It took me about a week to work up the nerve to go visit him. He gave me directions to his place, and answered the door wearing only a robe. I wasn't inside his house for three steps before he slammed the door, locked it, dropped his robe and shoved me to my knees. I opened my mouth to take his cock, but he pulled me back by my hair with one hand, and slapped me with the other. "I didn't tell you to suck it, bitch".

For five or ten minutes, he rubbed his cock all over my lips and face. Every time I thought he was going to slide it in, I'd open my mouth some and be rewarded with another slap.

Eventually, he told me to start sucking him. I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock in. There was no sucking, he was fucking my face and I was loving every minute of it.

One of his hands was wrapped up in my hair and the other was pulling the back of my head. He force-fucked my face for about a minute before he said "Here it comes, cunt, swallow it all". His cock started shooting cum into my mouth but he never stopped pumping his cock. I tried to swallow as best I could, but a lot of it ended up all over my lips and running down my chin.

I had already taken one load of cum, and I was still dressed. He pulled me up by my hair and told me to strip. I quickly did, tossing my clothes on the floor by the front door. He spotted my nipples (they're quite large for a guy), and grabbed both with his fingers. Pinching painfully, he told me that he would really enjoy working over my nipples.

I was so turned on, it never occurred to me to either pull away from him or knock his hand away. I was completely submissive and docile.

He released one nipple and pulled me to the bedroom by the other. When we got there, he released my nipple and sat down on the bed. "My dick is soft, bitch, make it hard again". I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his soft cock into my mouth. My tongue teased it, my mouth slid up and down on it, and before long he was rock hard again.

He pulled me up by my hair again and told me to bend over the bed, giving me a hard swat on my ass in the process. I quickly bent over the edge of the bed, my ass open and available. He told me to put my arms out on the bed.

I felt him swab some lube on my asshole, and then felt his lube-covered finger slide inside me. I expected to be virtually raped, after what happened in the living room, but he was surprisingly gentle...at least at first. His cockhead nudged against my asshole, then slowly slid inside. There was the twinge of pain that made me stiffen, and he pulled back. In a matter of minutes, though, his cock was balls-deep inside me. He bent down on top of me and said "If I don't hear a 'no', I'm going to assume a 'yes'". He started pounding my ass, fucking me harder and harder. His hands grabbed my hips hard enough to bruise.

He was slamming into me like there was no tomorrow, and I was pushing back with every one of his thrusts. I know I was moaning because it felt so damn good to submit to him, but I don't remember doing so.

In a few minutes, he told me that he was going to cum in my ass. Without slowing down, he told me, "Say it! Say I'm going to cum in your ass, cunt!". I know he was letting me say "no" if I wanted, but I told him to cum in me, begged him to. I was completely owned by him and WANTED his cum in me.

He shoved his cock into me so hard that it pushed me up on the bed and kept it deep. I could tell he was cumming, and I kept shaking my ass to make his orgasm last longer.

Eventually, he collapsed on top of me. His cock shriveled quickly and popped out of my ass, accompanied by his load. He rolled off of me and told me to go to the fridge and get us two cokes. Cum running down the inside of my thighs, I did as I was told.

We laid on the bed, me nestled against him. He was almost normal, just pillow talk and talk about future meetings. He asked what my sexual fantasies were, told me that most of them were possible, even the nasty kinky ones that I was almost afraid to admit to.

Eventually, cokes finished, he told me to get up, get dressed, and go home. When I said something about taking a shower, the flash of dominance sparked in his eye again and he told me that we'd do plenty in the shower...next time. I drove home with his cum making my pants and underwear stick to me.

I saw him regularly for several years before he moved out of state. That means, of course, for you dear reader, there's LOTS of stories to be told.

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