9 days with Tom – It Begins!

18 + #NSFW SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT.

I was all good with the boy leaving until Tom and I came back in the house and closed the door after seeing him off. I could feel all my emotions rushing to the surface. I sighed heavily and wandered off to the lounge in search of more wine, I was going to finish that bottle off, no point wasting it now was there?

It never happened. Tom appeared behind me and reached over removing the bottle gently from my grasp. ‘Don’t Gem, please?’ He spoke quietly and without censure. ‘Give your pain to me instead, let me take it from you baby.’

I shrugged and put my empty glass down on the table and turned to face him. He lifted my chin and searched my eyes. Job done. The tears flowed unchecked and I was sobbing my heart out inside of 10 seconds. He wrapped his arms around me and hauled me onto his lap as he sat down in the armchair. I disappeared inside his huge cuddle and I’m telling you, if I could have found a way to climb inside him right then I would have. I just wanted to feel anything but this horrible sadness. It was debilitating and gnawed at my insides!

‘I don’t even know why I’m so upset,’ I mumbled into his chest. ‘It’s not like it’s the first time he’s gone away for a few days and left me to my own devices. But this is ten days, on an outward bound course designed for disabled people. Anything could happen!’

Tom listened and made low soothing noises, no words, just low sounds that eased my tension. I took a deep shuddering breath and then more tears flowed! Bloody hell! I was a wreck! Actually, I was being chased around inside my head by my biggest fears. They had all come crawling out of their boxes and picked up momentum!

I don’t mind admitting I was terrified he would have an accident, or worse he wouldn’t, and would want to keep going back! I know, I know, I was being perverse but hell this ‘trusting your child can look after themselves’ thing is a very overrated past time. I don’t care that he is no longer a child! I wanted him here with me. I had missed him! He hadn’t been back long enough to fill up the space with himself before he had vanished again. It wasn’t bloody fair!

Okay so it was, but I was being unreasonable in my emotional state.

Tom shifted his weight slightly and I lifted my head. I had all but forgotten him. I sniffled and leaned across to the coffee table for tissues and blew my nose and wiped my eyes before settling against his chest again.

‘What can I do Gem? Tell me what you need.’ He stroked my back and soothed me as the low timber of his voice washed over me. I knew what I needed, I needed physical pain to cleanse this horrible emotional sadness and fear! I didn’t know how to ask for it or explain it, so I sat up, undid his belt buckle and pulled his thick leather belt from his jeans until I held it in my hands. I never said a word, I just held his gaze and saw the heat rise in his eyes, felt him harden beneath my bottom and he grunted in understanding.

I handed him the belt and he laid it across the arm of the chair, then his fingers found the zipper on my dress and he slid it down to below my hips. He pushed the shoulder straps down my arms until my lace covered breasts were revealed to his hungry stare.

‘Stand up for me baby.’ He murmured as he sat forward on the chair.

I slid off his lap and stood before him, my dress slid down my body and pooled around my feet leaving me wearing just my black lace underwear, black stockings and heels.

He sucked in a breath as he took me in, ‘Turn around for me’ his voice was barely above a whisper and I felt the goosebumps scatter over my exposed skin. Quite suddenly, I was hot and I could feel pussy’s juices building between my thighs. I turned around and presented my barely lace covered bottom to him. I felt his fingers trace the curve of the material midway across first one cheek then the other. I was trembling.

‘We’re gonna revisit this after I bring you back, you hear me Gem?’ His voice was filled with a sexual tension I connected to on a primal level and I nodded.

He stood up behind me and suddenly I felt dwarfed by him. ‘Over the arm of the sofa.’

I stepped forward and without a second thought I draped myself over the raised arm. My legs stretched out so that I was resting my feet on tiptoe.

I felt him move up behind me, his hand closed over first one raised cheek then the other. He stroked them, ran his nails lightly over the skin sending a flurry of chills across them. I felt his fingers snag the waistband of my panties and he pulled them slowly over my bottom and down my legs until he had them in his hand. He came around the front and crouched down at the side of my face.

‘Open your mouth, there’s a good girl.’ His tone was heavy and filled with dark intensity. It sent shock waves through me. I could feel my submission poor itself like liquid gold all over my fighter brain. I opened my mouth and he pushed my lace panties inside.

‘Close your mouth.’ He watched as I gripped my teeth around the panties, he smiled darkly and stood again. I didn’t know this Tom. He was new, this Tom excited me on a completely different level. He stepped back to one side of me and I heard his belt buckle rattle as he prepared it’s length.

When the first stroke landed hot and heavy, sharp stinging pain erupted across my behind and I reared up for a moment. I squealed around the panties in my mouth, but it came out muffled. I dropped my head back down and gripped the cushions tightly.

The second stroke landed and red hot pain shot across my cheeks. I jumped and my legs sprang open. He reached behind me and slid a finger between my pussy lips, this brought him closer to me and he probed my pussy with his fingers then stopped and brought the third stroke home. He thrust his fingers inside me again and I was writhing against his hand and howling against the heat of his belt as it branded my cheeks again and again and again. Tears poured down my face as I shouted and squealed and yowled in pain. He brought the thick heavy leather hard against the back of my thighs and I screamed and spat the panties out. I was howling loudly now, sobbing and pleading with him, desperate for it to stop, even more desperate for it to continue. Eventually he dropped the belt at the side of my head and leaned down over me.

‘Don’t move Gemma.’ He instructed firmly.

I nodded mutely. He rose up again and brought his hand down hard against my cheek and red hot heat exploded with the force of the spank. Then my other cheek received four hard heavy spanks in quick succession, he alternated then, until his hands were raining down heavy spanks across both cheeks and thighs turning them a deep red and filling them with white hot heat and searing pain.

I heard his jeans as they hit the floor. He pressed himself up behind me and I felt the tip of his cock pushing against pussy’s wet hole. I groaned and raised my hot bottom higher and spread my legs wider, his cock filled me with one thrust as his hand spanked my bottom hard. I cried out and felt myself go under, with each thrust I became more submissive, my mind turned to liquid and I could only focus on the mixture of painful spanks mixed with the wonderful sensations erupting inside me as his cock filled me, stretching me wide with it’s thick girth. Plunging deep and pulling back to slam in hard and fast as he rode me and spanked me and gripped me hard to hold me down. My climax was climbing fast, I pushed against his hand and raised my bottom as high as I could to take more of him inside me, his thighs slapped the back of mine with force as he gripped both hips now and drove in deep again and again and again until my head was empty of a single painful thought, without warning, my orgasm erupted and ripped through everything, shooting through me like a lightning strike and I tightened around his shaft and screamed his name over and over again. He followed me over the edge, his body folded over the length of mine and he braced his weight on his arms either side of my head, I felt him sear my insides with heat as he pumped hard and erupted inside me filling me with his hot seed, he groaned deeply against my ear continuing to thrust until he was spent.

Slowly, he raised himself up and withdrew his cock. His warm juices spilled from me and soaked the insides of my thighs. He placed a large hand over the juice and rubbed it in, his fingers thrust up inside me, gathering his cream and he brought it and smeared it across my hot thighs and cheeks and then he brought his hand around to my face and pushed his finger into my mouth. I closed around it and sucked our juices from it greedily, wrapping my tongue around the length of his finger, making sure I got everything before he pulled it out slowly.

Without a word he picked me up bodily from the sofa and carried me upstairs cradled in his arms. He pushed open the bedroom door and sat on the edge of the bed and held me, kissing my tears from my face before stealing my breath with a kiss I got lost in.

My 9 days with Tom had begun…