Today I took a shower and came to bed naked. "It's hot in here," boyfriend said. "Should I take my clothes off too?"
I smiled. He took off his pants. "Take off your shirt," I told him.
Then we made out--he touched my tits, and I was horny. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted that big, hard cock deep inside me.
But I wanted to be called names. "Can Eduardo fuck me?" I asked. "I want to be called names."
"Okay," he said.
"Can we review what names I want to be called?" I asked. "Do you remember?"
"I don't remember," he said.
"Slut, come slut, little slut," I said. "Whore, little whore," I added. "I want him to call me a bitch, but that's advanced. I don't think I'm ready for that today."
"Okay," he said.
"And I want him to slap me," I said. "And I want him to make me suck his cock."
Boyfriend agreed, and we tied the red scarf around my head so I couldn't see.
"Suck my cock, slut," he said. I leaned toward him--he was kneeling to my right. I found his cock with my mouth and sucked.
"Suck my cock, whore," he said. He was touching my left nipple, and I touched my right. I was getting wet and so aroused by him and his words.
His cock felt huge and wonderful in my mouth. "Eduardo," I said. "Do you love me?"
Boyfriend paused. "I love it when you suck my cock," he said.
"You can call me a bitch while I suck your cock," I said.
"Suck my cock, bitch," boyfriend said. I felt so happy and was longing with my entire being to be fucked. I sucked him off happily. But I felt his arousal grow, and I didn't want him to come that way.
"Will you fuck me?" I asked.
"Like this?" he asked as he climbed on top of me.
"I'll take it any way I can get it," I said. "But this is what I'd like best."
He entered me. I pushed up against him and whimpered. This was what I wanted.
"Fuck me," I said as he did. With every thrust my I felt validated and whole. I was so close to coming.
"I want to come for you," I said. "Eduardo?" I asked.
"Yes," boyfriend said.
I felt the changes in the motions of his hips. Oh, I forgot to say he was holding me down. I wanted him to hit me, but I didn't think he really could.
"Are you coming in me?" I asked as boyfriend stopped, deep inside me.
"Yes," he said, sort of gasping.
I enjoyed the spasms of his cock as I felt them in me. Then he withdrew and touched my tits.
"I want you to come for me," he said. I rubbed my clitoris with the middle finger of my right hand.
"Will you slap me?" I asked.
He slapped the left side of my face. "Like that?" he asked.
"Harder," I said.
He slapped me harder. "Like that?" he asked. He had never done this to me before.
"Yeah," I said. It stung, and he rubbed my nipples quickly as I rubbed my clitoris. He would hit me and then go back to rubbing my nipples. He slapped the right side of my face a few times too.
My eyes cried a little--I was already teary from gagging on his cock as I went down on him. I anticipated his slaps. I looked forward to them and dreaded them at the same time. Meanwhile, I was getting closer and closer to coming.
"Eduardo!" I said.
"Yes?" boyfriend said.
"I love anarchist boyfriend," I told him. But I said boyfriend's name. It's like I wanted that clear as I came.
Boyfriend slapped me, I rubbed my clitoris, he rubbed my nipples. And then I came. I made a sound, and the feelings made me move. It was intense and real, yet over somewhat quickly. I tried to really feel it and live in that moment.
I kept my hand on my cunt for a long time. And then boyfriend removed the scarf from my eyes. We looked at one another.
"Thank you for giving me what I needed," I said.
"You're welcome," he said. We cuddled, and I told him I had never felt so sexually bonded to someone. He said yes. And then we fell asleep together.