Alright you horny bastards...sorry I've kept you waiting. Here's Part Six of Jamie's experiences with Tanner. I'm going to link to the previous five parts as well if you need or want to get caught up. I hope you enjoy.

[Part One | Part Two| Part Three| Part Four | Part Five]

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Part Six

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The deep penetration of Tanner’s cock left Jamie’s pussy quivering. He finished fucking her (for the moment, as he put it) and undid the restraints, releasing her arms and legs. The ball gag came out next. Before she had a chance to stretch, though, he took a handful of her hair and brought her mouth to his cock.

“Clean your juice off.”

Jamie’s mouth opened without a thought. Her tongue wrapped around the curve of Tanner’s cock and scooped up some of the cream from her pussy. She relished the flavor, letting it coast over her taste buds before she swallowed. She repeated the process five more times until her owner’s cock glistened before her, clean and ready to enter her again. Tanner let go of her hair. He sat her at the edge of the bed and told her to wait. He went over to the mini fridge that was squeezed under the desk and grabbed a can of soda. He snapped it open in one hand and passed it off to her.

It was cold in Jamie’s hand. Tanner sat at the edge of the bed beside her and put an arm around her shoulder.

“I just want to make sure you’re doing alright. This has been kind of intense so far. Sorry if I’m pushing too hard.”

Jamie took a swig from the can. It was refreshing. She leaned her head against his shoulder, pressing her body against his. “So far this is everything I’ve wanted.”

Tanner began stroking Jamie’s hair. She got cozy, sharing his warmth, enjoying her soda. It was a welcome respite, like taking a break during a marathon, but she was hoping this wouldn’t be it. She wanted Tanner to keep pushing her, to test her limits and show her what it really meant to be someone’s whore. She wasn’t ready to be pampered. But when she glanced over at Tanner’s pelvis and saw that he was still erect, she knew that the evening was far from over.

“May I have permission to touch your cock, Sir?” Jamie couldn’t take her eyes away.

“You may.” Tanner repositioned his legs, allowing for his member to stand.

Jamie reached out and coiled her fingers around it. The girth, the length. It was beautifully shaped and she could only wonder how she’d managed to get so lucky. If Adonis existed in the flesh, he would certainly take Tanner’s form. She began to stroke it slowly, running her fingers from the base up to the tip. Tanner let his hand slide from its place on her shoulder until it reached the curve of her hip then on to her right buttock. He gave a squeeze as she began to jerk him off faster and faster. Precum started dribbling out of the head of his cock. It made the shaft slick and gave Jamie more motivation to move even faster. Tanner’s hand clutched her buttock with all his might, then his other hand came around and tore Jamie away.

She looked up at him. “Was I hurting you?”

Tanner sucked in a deep breath. “No. No, not at all. You were going to make me cum, though. And I don’t want to yet.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“So when you’re fucking my face or pussy…”

“When I’m in control, I can hold out for a really long time. But when the control is taken, it gets a little more difficult.” Tanner pulled away and stood up. He made his way over to the duffel bag and squatted down. Jamie watched him in wonder. The muscles in his back rolled about underneath his skin. The shape of his body, the build, the tone, the way the muscles were stacked and sculpted. He was truly a sight to behold.

When Tanner stood up he was holding a small object in his hand that Jamie couldn’t quite see. Intrigued, she leaned forward on the bed, propping her chin on her hands and kicking her feet up in the air.

“Whatcha got there?” Her voice was flirty and curious.

Tanner seemed to approve, smiling widely. He held out the object he was carrying, revealing a remote controlled vibrator. It had a bulbous end that tapered into a hook shape that was clearly meant to wrap around and press on the clitoris. Tanner took Jamie’s hand and placed the toy on her palm.

“You’re going to wear this,” He said plainly. He grabbed his phone and began tapping on the screen.

The toy began to vibrate wildly in Jamie’s palm, startling her enough to nearly drop it. It pulsated for ten seconds before going dormant. She wet it with her mouth then spread her legs and slid it easily into her pussy. It fit well, applying pressure in the right places without being uncomfortable. She’d never used a toy like this before. It had long been a fantasy, this digital rope connecting her to her owner. Tanner’s thumb pressed down on his phone. The vibrating started again, wild and intense, stimulating her clit and g-spot simultaneously. It was abrupt and overpowering. Jamie’s legs slammed shut. For a moment she wanted to pull the toy out but kept her hands down against the mattress. Her resolve told her she could take it.

“This is…it’s definitely different,” Jamie said.

“It’s designed for overstimulation. A friend of mine makes them.” Tanner went back to the duffel bag and began fishing through the contents. “We’re going to play a game, my pet. I’m going to need you to get your phone. Did you bring headphones or airpods?”

Jamie looked over at her belongings piled up in the corner. “Yes, airpods.”

“Get them.” Tanner began pulling things out of the duffel bag, looking for something specific.

Jamie went to her purse and found her phone. She quickly cleared any notifications that had popped up since her evening had begun, then connected her airpods. When she turned around, Tanner was holding a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. They were clearly his, made to support his frame, but he held them out to Jamie.

“I want you to go to the convenience store across the street and pick up a few things for us. You’re going to be on the phone with me the whole time, and I’m going to be controlling that toy while you make your selections. Understand?” Tanner’s mischievous smile was back.

Jamie took the clothes and looked at them, a sense of timidity creeping over her. She’d never done anything in public before. She had trouble kissing her last boyfriend in public. But one look at Tanner, with his devious grin, and she was putty in his hands. She slid on the sweatpants, knotting the string tightly so they hugged her hips, then she tossed on the shirt. They were worn in, comfortable, and they smelled like Tanner, giving her more ease. She grabbed the tennis shoes she’d brought along for the following morning, not wanting to drive home in five inch stilettos.

She grabbed her purse and swung it over her shoulder, ready to head out, but Tanner stopped her.

“I’m going to be on the phone with you the whole time. Clandestine is still our safe word if it gets to be too much.” Tanner tapped his phone a few times to remind her that he was still in control. This wasn’t simply a beverage run. It was a game.

Jamie jumped when the vibrator went off. “Any chance you could give me a little more warning?”

Tanner smiled. “Where’s the fun in that?” The vibrator went off again, two blasts that seemed to work through her pussy to her pelvic bone.

Jamie rolled her eyes. As she made her way to the door, she turned her head over her shoulder and asked, “Want anything specific?”

To Be Continued…