Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross

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Sitting on his lap with him kissing me I couldn’t help thinking how fate had really worked in my favor on this trip. I met an incredibly free woman who gave herself to me and let me experience something new and I met this amazingly sexy man. I had no regrets about any of it and I could go home completely fulfilled. Well almost. 

“I think I need to go back to my hotel and change. As you can probably tell her clothes don’t really fit me.” 

“Oh, this is her dress? I though it fit you very well. It showed off what I wanted to see and as soon as I saw you in it I knew there was no way I would be able to keep my hands off you. I don’t usually do stuff like this but when he told me what you liked I couldn’t resist meeting you and hoping we would end up like this. It’s been a while for me. I really want to fuck you!”

I wasn’t sure how to respond to him so I bought some time by picking up the bottle of Merlot that we had been drinking in my hotel room the night before, pulling the cork, and drinking the remaining glass that was left in the bottle. Then I had to ask, “When I touched your handcuffs earlier you said that you knew I like that too. How much did he tell you?”

“Enough to know that the evening may be far from over for us if that’s what you really want. Can I take you back to your hotel so we don’t get interrupted for the rest of the night?” 

Oh, the man was killing me. I wanted him so much. Fantasy or no fantasy I needed him inside me. If he only knew the half of it; would he think I was crazy or was it something that he had been fantasizing about too? To have him come up from behind me and just take me would be amazing. “What did you mean about us having so much in common? Do you share the same fantasy about...”

He stopped me with his lips to my mouth and then said,  “Let’s go to your hotel and I’ll  show you my fantasy. I really think you’ll enjoy it.”

I quickly wrote her a note thanking her for her work on my project, letting her know it had been a pleasure in so many ways, and left her a check for double the amount we agreed upon. I was sure I would never see her again and hoped she would count me as one of her fond memories. She would definitely be one of mine. Perhaps I would even think of her as one of my lovers was pleasing me with his tongue or on some lonely night as I masturbated myself to sleep. 

We drove to the hotel and I invited him up. I excused myself to take a shower and change and hoped that he would join me in the shower but he did not. When I went out to check on him I noticed that his keys, gun, and blazer were gone and he did not seem to be anywhere in the hotel room. I couldn’t help thinking that I scared him off somehow. Then I saw the note; he had been called in to work a case and perhaps the next time I was in New York City we could get together. 

I didn’t know if I was mad or upset with him. Couldn’t he have told them he was busy? Of course not. Not if he was the kind of cop who was committed and that is what I hoped he was despite them calling him away from me.

What the hell, I had some stuff to do anyway. I packed so that I was ready to catch my flight in the morning and decided to do the few dishes that were in the sink from this morning. I turned on the radio to drown out my feelings of disappointment. 

I was almost done when I felt a strange feeling of someone behind me and someone pushed me into the kitchen counter and grabbed my hands. I started to fight and then I heard him whisper in my ear, “Shh, don’t fight me too hard, I won’t hurt you. I only want to make you happy.”  Then he planted his lips on my neck and started kissing and playfully biting my neck and shoulders. He put his handcuffs on my wrists; first one and then the other and led me to the bedroom.  He kept gently pushing me forward and telling me how much he wanted me. “Oh, I’ve watched you for so long. I need you so much that you made me want to throw you on the counter and fuck you right there in the kitchen.” 

“Please don’t. You haven’t done anything to hurt me yet. You can just walk away. I won’t tell anyone. Please!”

“I don’t intend on hurting you. I do intend to fuck you but only after you beg me for it. Only after you want me so much you can’t stand it and I hear you scream Oh, please fuck me! ”

Once we were in the bedroom he told me to unbutton my pants and then jerked them down so hard I was sure they would leave a brush burn on my legs. “Climb on the bed and face the mattress. You need to do everything I tell you. I really don’t want to have to punish you. I want your ass in the air so I can see your cunt.” 

I did what he told me not sure what he was going to do. He took one of my hands out of the cuffs and I thought he was going to take them off but then he ran it through the rungs on the bed and but it back on my wrist. Not sure if our fantasies were close or not I wondered what he would do. We should have talked about this first. Part of me was questioning whether this was my fantasy or not and I was concerned about what he would do to me. I went with that part to keep the moment alive. 

“You won’t have to punish me. I’ll do what you want. Everything you tell me to. If I do you won’t hurt me, will you?”

He whispered in my ear. “I already told you. You drive me crazy. There’s so much I’m going to do to you.” He ran his finger from my clit to my ass and said, “I want all of this to be mine. You’re going to give all of it me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I told you I would.” The feelings were so intense tears started to stream down my face and I started to cry involuntarily. His fingers started to massage my clit and he told me how much he want to suck it. I could feel him sliding under me and then I felt his tongue on my clit, licking and then sucking me. I could tell I was starting to get wetter. 

“Oh, you like that don’t you. I think your cunt needs my fingers now.” I breathed deeply as he inserted a finger into me. I could feel him moving it in and out of me. Oh, it felt so good. “You like that too don’t you?”

I didn’t answer fast enough so he thrust his finger deeper inside me and said it again,  “You like it don’t you?”

“Yes!” I answered almost whimpering. “I like it.”

“I think you need more don’t you? You must be masturbating. You play with yourself don’t you?”

“Yes!”

His middle finger joined his index finger inside me. “That’s better isn’t it?”

Not even waiting for a response he thrust his fingers deeper, “Isn’t it?”

“Oh yes, that’s better.”

He started sucking my clit again as he fucked me with his fingers. “Oh, fuck me. Please!”

“I don’t think you're ready just yet. I haven’t marked all my territory yet.” He said as he slid his thumb inside me.”

“That’s too much! Too much.” I cried secretly hoping he would continue.

“Now do you understand that all of this is mine? Everything between your legs is mine?”

“Yes, it belongs to you. All of it belongs to you! Everything between my legs belongs to you! Please fuck me!” 

He took his thumb that was soaking wet with my own juices and ran it in circles across my anus. With one long stroke he inserted it to the hilt and fucked my ass with it as he pumped his other two fingers hard into my cunt and said,”Even this belongs to me. Especially this is mine. I want to fuck all of you! I’m going to fuck all of you!” 

I screamed and came so hard that I poured onto his hand. 

“That’s what I wanted! I wanted to make you cum so hard you screamed!” he said before he put his tongue deep inside my cunt to lick all my cum.  He was so good, this was so good I hoped he had more to give me. Oh, I wanted so much more from him. ©