WALKING ALONGSIDE Carolina, we finally made it to her flat. As she jiggled her keys and unlocked the front door, I had gotten a nice view of her perfectly round bum. For a thirty-year-old she knew how to look fit. I thought.

She opened the door and gave me a smile. "Come on in, love." she said. I immediately accepted her invitation and stepped inside. Her flat may have looked small and quaint on the outside, but on the inside it was rather vast. The living room had a large, white-carpeted floor with its usual coffee table, television, and sofa. The kitchen and dining area was an open floor plan, so when you stepped in you wouldn't have to deal with the walls or doors that might interrupt its beauty.

I nodded at the sight. Even though I was still plastered, I found this flat to be gorgeous. "Ye have a nice place," I slur. "how the bloody hell did you make your flat this big?"

Carolina chuckled. "Real estate auctions and a lot of money saving." She took my hand in hers, walking me over to what I assumed would be her bedroom. When she opened the door, I was greeted by a California King-sized bed covered in throw pillows and a rather large blue-printed comforter. The walls were a Colgate white, while a dark brown nightstand rested on the right side of the bed. I was in awe.

She let go of my hand and went over to the edge of the bed. She sat on it and with a stern glare, she said: "Strip your clothes off now."

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Standing in front of her completely naked, I couldn't help but feel exposed. As if I'm being stripped away from my innocence. When her eyes raked my body from head to toe, she gave me a devious grin.

"You have a gorgeous body, love." she purred. "I can't wait to fuck ye." She then got up and pushed me on the bed while I landed on my back.

"So," I began, "what does a woman know how to do?" I ask.

I see her duck her body down to the floor, and, without warning, she starts to restrain both my wrists and ankles. My jaw tightened at this, simply because I was the one to remain in control in bed, but as I looked into her ice blue orbs, I knew I wanted something like this.

She then covers my eyes with a blindfold.

And then, at the base of my cock, I felt something tighten around it.

What was this woman going to do to me?

"A woman knows how to make this adventurous." Carolina replied. "I think it's time we have a bit of fun, yeah?"

I feel her hot mouth on my cock. I buck my hips upward slightly, and once I feel it going down her throat, I begin to lose myself.

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She rode me for what seemed like hours. She seethed her teeth into my skin for what seemed like days. Everything was in slow motion and tense, but I loved every minute of it.
After she came for what I believe is the fourth time, she unrestrained me and demanded I flip over on my stomach. Thinking I was going to get a massage, I obeyed. When she restrained me once again, I couldn't help but wonder what she was going to do to me now.

"Your cock felt so good inside me pussy," she mumbled. "and yer arse looks even more appetizing."

"What are you going to do, Carolina?" I asked her. She smacked my ass with what felt like a whip. I hissed and sauntered my head back, completely in pain.

"It's Master." She growled. "Call me by my first name again, and ye will be punished. Do you understand?"

I nodded. "Yes, Master." I felt sort of humiliated for submitting to an older woman, but at the same time, I found it completely arousing.

She spread my cheeks apart, shuddering at my hole. I furrowed my eyebrows at this. Did this woman like to toss salad? I've never performed or have been eaten out before, but it wasn't like I could stop her. I was a submissive at this point.

I could hear her smirk from behind me. "I can't wait to give ye a taste."

Without warning, she dove her tongue right in.

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Being a straight man and getting yer arse eaten out was an odd combination, and if it were anyone else I would have demanded that they'd leave. However, Carolina was the type of woman who had control: She knew what she wanted, and she put up a fight for how she was going to get it.

As her tongue waltzed its way inside and out of my entrance, I couldn't help but shudder and moan and fall apart. For my first time being introduced this, I was enjoying myself. For the first time in my life I was being appreciated, wanted, and taken care of.

Even though Amelia says she's sorry, I didn't want her.

I now wanted the woman behind me. Taking me to new heights of ecstasy.

Amelia Parker is dead to me.

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