It was a Friday night. I was newly single and feeling liberated and a little tipsy after a night out with friends. That probably explains why I messaged Alex, an old flame. We hadn't seen each other in years but I still thought about him from time to time. That's how good the chemistry was. I didn't know if it was still there, but my pickled mind didn't care.

"Hey. What're you up to?". I vaguely remember thinking it was a brilliantly casual opening text.

His response was surprisingly swift. "Hey stranger! How are you doing these days?

Part of me felt like I shouldn't respond immediately: let him wait a little, but the wine had other ideas. "So good! Just got back from a night out. It's been a while. What's new with you?"

We made small talk for an hour or so just catching each other up on our lives: career; pets; kids. He never mentioned a girlfriend, so I suggested we meet up the next night - at a comedy club. We went on a date there years before, and I was looking forward to recreating some of those moments.

He agreed, and I went to bed with a dumb smile on my face.

The next night I put on my sexiest lacey black boy shorts and bra. I changed ten times before leaving to see him. We met in the lobby of the comedy club.

"Michelle!" he boomed with a smile. He was just as tall and handsome as I remembered. I could feel my stomach doing flips as he bent down to embrace me. I had to stand on my tip-toes to meet him - even with my heels on.

He smelled amazing and it brought back long forgotten memories. My knees suddenly felt week and my pussy tightened. I irrationally worried he would somehow know. I still wasn't sure what he thought this meeting was. I was fantasizing about going back to his place on my way to the club, but was this just a platonic encounter in his mind?

I didn't have to wonder for long. We made our way to our seats just as the show was about to start. We sat side by side facing the stage and the lights dimmed. Almost immediately he put his hand on my thigh - as if we never stopped seeing each other.

I assume the emcee came on stage to introduce the first act. I didn't hear a word he said. The instant Alex' hand touched my thigh, I was flooded with flashbacks from the time we spent together years earlier: headboard breaking sex in hotels; deepthroating his big, flawless cock; his hands around my throat as he railed me.

I managed to shake my intrusive thoughts long enough to laugh along with the rest of the audience. Alex was subtly stroking my inner thigh with his thumb and I just. Couldn't. Focus.

The show ended and we headed for the exit with the crowd.

It was a beautiful summer night so we decided to take the ferry across the harbour. As we walked towards the ferry terminal, I could feel his hands run through my hair, across my neck, and trail downwards to rest on the small of my back. We chose seats above deck so we could watch the city lights fade into the distance. The ferry was crowded. I tried to focus on enjoying the evening as I rested my head on his shoulder and the breeze fluttered under the hem of my dress.

In the past, I looked forward to the playful back and forth Alex and I enjoyed when we'd sit and chat as we crossed the harbour. Now my thoughts kept creeping back to the last time we had sex.

By the time the ferry reached the other side of the ferry I was so wet I was worried my juices would run down my thigh when I stood up. Without discussing it, we made our way to his place hand in hand. We stopped to sit at a bench in a duck pond along the way. Lights shimmered on the water.

I was still lost in thought staring straight - toward the pond - when Alex caressed my cheek - his hand landing under my chin and he gently lifted my face so that our lips met. There was an instant spark that shot through my body. My chest rose with excitement and my pussy clenched involuntarily again.

The chemistry was still there.

I don't know how long we sat by the pond kissing passionately. I couldn't remember feeling this kind of urgency before. I needed him inside of me. As if he could read my mind, his hand began sliding up my thigh and spread my legs apart. His kisses moved to my neck where they became gentle. He maintained a firm grip on my thigh and the contrast drove me crazy. His hand slid up my inner thigh and peeled my panties down around my knees and then down to my ankles.

Some part of my rational brain tried to scream out a warning. This is a public place. My lust quieted any rationality that was left in me.

Being outside in the summer breeze - in public -only heightened my excitement. He started rubbing my clit and tentatively pushing a finger inside me. He kept playing with my clit while his finger entered me. I almost came immediately. It had been so long since anyone had been inside of me.

He curled his finger in to hit my g spot. I was squirming on the park bench, trying my hardest to maintain my composure. I bucked my hips and grabbed Alex's muscular arm, driving his fingers deeper inside me. I was vaguely aware I was moaning loader and loader with each thrust.

He pulled his hand away just as I was about to cum. there's a mischievous grin on his face. I take my panties and throw them at him. He stands up and I grab him by the hand to lead him back to his place. It's only a few minutes away, but we can't resist stopping to make out more than once along the way.

We walked up his steps and he unlocked the door. I was momentarily distracted by how familiar this place was. I'd spent countless evenings here enjoying Alex's cooking; cuddling with him on the couch; rubbing his broad shoulders.

I caught a motion in my periphery which brought me back to the present. Alex was untying his tie.

He strode over to me and firmly grabbed my face with one hand kissing me forcefully. Sparks were flying. I didn't know what was happening when I felt the silky fabric cover my eyes. It smelled of him. It must be his tie I reasoned. I felt him tying it tightly. I couldn't see anything. I was already dripping wet but this feeling of vulnerability put me over the top. I felt his chest in front of me and started unbuttoning his shirt. As I got lower and closer to his cock I couldn't take it any more I wanted to take control - push him down on the couch and ride him.

He denied me again though. I felt him move away from me and a second later felt his hand slide up my back to the zipper on my dress. He unzipped me and let my dress drape around my shoulders. He lifted me off of my feet and carried me down a hallway into what I knew was his bedroom.

He put me down and I felt my dress fall to the floor. He threw me onto the bed. The sounds of metal clanking and some nearby shuffling intrigued me. I couldn't figure out what was going on. Alex was suddenly on top of me pinning me to the bed. He kissed me deeply, and I could feel a rope wrap around my right wrist: once, twice, three times. I could barely move my hand. He'd never tied me up before. It was something we talked about years ago. At the time, I brushed it aside with a joke - laughingly calling him my "Master Boss".

I could feel him straddling me. He swiftly grabbed my other hand and tied it to the other corner of his bed. I could feel his giant cock pressing against me. I felt trapped and a little frightened. Was his dick really that big? I wasn't sure I could handle it, but my pussy was still dripping.

Feeling Alex's weight shift on the bed, but not being able to see what was going on was driving me crazy. Alex had been silent since we got to his place so I was startled when I heard his deep voice: "I want you to suck my dick". I felt the warm head of his cock slide into my mouth. This only renewed my concerns about his size, but I was tied down with his full weight on my chest and his cock in my mouth, I had nowhere to go. As I started sucking him off, I felt his cock probing the back of my throat. He kept thrusting - making me gag - and I still wanted more. I could hear him moaning. He let out a low "fuck yeah" as he kept fucking my face. It sounded like he was about to cum, but suddenly I felt his weight lift off of me.

He began tying one of my legs to his bed post followed quickly by the other. I felt Alex's weight shift on the bed and his hands were on my knees, running up my legs. His tongue is making its way up my thigh. My pussy was craving the inevitable. His hand made its way to my cunt and spread my lips apart. By now his other hand found my clit and was tracing slow circles around it. "Oh my God" I breathed. I desperately wanted to grab the back of Alex's head and drive it into my pussy so he would finally fuck me with his tongue.

I was moaning uncontrollably when he slid a finger inside of me. This brought me to the edge again. "Please let me cum" I begged. He was sucking my clit and inserted a second finger. He was sucking me off and pumping rhythmically as I was lifting my hips about to cum.

But Alex was a cruel Master Boss. He abruptly slid his fingers out of me and lifted his head. I couldn't hear him or feel him any more. What was he doing?

It felt like the silence stretched out for eternity. Suddenly, I felt something moving up my thigh. I couldn't sort out what it was, but I felt and heard it when it cracked me across the thigh. Master Boss tells me he's going to untie one of my hands and one of my feet so he can flip me over. He unties my right leg and foot and instructs me to move them over to the other side of the bed. I hesitate. I'm not sure I want to be exposed that way. I know Master Boss likes anal and I know I'm not ready for that. crack. He hit my thigh again with a bit more force this time. I knew I had to oblige him. After he tied my right hand and foot down, he released the left so he could tie them to the other side of the bed, leaving me pinned to the bed on my stomach-vulnerable.

Without warning, I felt the snap of leather across my ass. A squeel of surprise escaped my lips. Then there was a harder crack and a louder squeel.

He caressed my raw ass while he climbed on top of me. I felt his huge cock pressing against my pussy. It's big. Too big. I start to reconsider. There's no way its going to fit in my tight little pussy. I open my mouth intending to suggest I go back to ducking him off, but without further notice he spread my ass cheeks and slid the tip of his duck inside me.

My pussy wasn't used to his girth. As wet as I was, I still felt a little pain as the head of Master Boss' cock inched in a little further. I felt anther crack accross my upper back. Instinctively, my ass stuck up until the air to try to get in all fours to escape the abuse. Master Boss used the opportunity. He rammed his entire length inside of me. I let it a scream this time. It hurt but in the most delicious way. I couldn't stop myself from grinding back on him as he kept thrusting.

He was fucking me hard and deep - sliding in and out. He was anything but gentle. With a loud clap, he slapped my ass hard with one hand and used his other hand to reach up to my throat. He knew I loved to be choked and spanked while he rails me with his massive cock.

I could feel myself in the verge of cumming again. Master Boss could tell I was close. He demanded I cum all over his dick. After so much buildup I had no choice. He was relentless. I called out to him as my pussy spasmed around his dick. I came so hard I thought I'd pass out.

I felt his cock getting even more rigid inside me and I knew he was about to cum. I grip his shaft with my pussy wanting to feel his hot cum inside of me. He pulled out though and blew his load all over my back.

After washing my back with a warm, damp cloth, Alex adeptly released me from my bonds. He laid down beside me and I cuddled up to him falling asleep quickly in his muscular arms. I dreamt about the fucking I knew I'd get in the morning.