Frank was about to turn twenty-one and recently broke up with his high school girlfriend. They were engaged, and he had come home early and found her in bed with another man. Frank called it quits right then and there and told her to get her stuff and get out.
Amy wasn't even sorry for cheating on him. She didn't apologize or beg Frank not to throw her out. She and the guy just got up, dressed and left. She said she would stop by for her stuff later.
Frank made sure he wasn't home when Amy stopped for her things. That was a month ago, and he hadn't seen her since.
Frank worked from home, and he didn't leave his apartment for that month. He had his groceries and other things delivered to his apartment. When his friends and family found out about the break-up, they tried talking to him. But he told them all that he just needed time.
When he turned twenty-one, Frank decided to go to the local bar and celebrate. He walked up to the bar and just ordered a beer. He didn't want to start off with anything too strong.
As Frank took a sip of his beer, he heard a woman's voice say, “Buy a lady a drink?”
Frank turned around and saw a woman dressed in a black leather jacket, jeans, and high heels. She looked to be much older than Frank. If he'd had to guess, he would have said early forties.
Frank actually liked older ladies. So he smiled and said, “Sure, give her whatever she wants.”
“I'm Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam.”
“Hi, I'm Frank, and everyone calls me Frank.”
That got a smile out of Sam: “You're funny.”
She ordered a mixed drink and sat down on the stool beside him. They made small talk. “You must be new around here. I haven't seen you before.”
“You're right. This is my first time here. I just turned twenty-one.”
Mmm, Sam loved younger guys. “And you're celebrating it all by yourself? Surely you have a girlfriend to celebrate with you. A cutie like you must have to beat them off with a stick.”
That got a chuckle out of Frank: “I had a girlfriend up until a month ago. We'd been a couple since high school. We were engaged.”
“I'm sorry to hear that.”
Not really, it just seemed to be the right thing to say. They both stayed until closing, making small talk and nursing the same drink all night. The bartender had to tell them it was closing time, and then they walked out together.
Frank didn't want the evening to end. “So, can I give you a ride home?”
Sam drove to the bar but accepted his offer anyway. “Sure, I only live about five minutes away.”
Frank was a gentleman and opened the passenger side door for her. Once they were in the car and on their way, Sam reached over and started to undo the belt on Frank's pants. He didn't object, so Sam reached in and pulled out his cock.
Sam slowly stroked Frank's cock the whole way. Frank parked where Sam told him to. “How about we continue this inside? I really want to taste your cock.”
Frank wasn't about to object.
As soon as they got into Sam's apartment, they were kissing each other, and Frank removed Sam's jacket. Sam then went to her knees and undid Frank's belt and jeans and slowly stroked his cock as she had done in his car.
He was just oozing precum, and Sam licked it off. Frank moaned and put a hand on the back of her head and shoved his cock down her throat balls deep. She must have had experience sucking cock because she didn't gag or choke once.
As Sam slowly sucked his cock, going balls deep and then pulling out all but the head then back down balls deep again, Frank told her, “Let me see those tits, baby.”
Sam pulled his cock from her mouth long enough to undo the buttons on her top and wiggle out of it. She didn't have a bra on, and her nipples were erect and rock hard.
She went back to sucking Frank's cock, and he reached down and gently squeezed Sam's tits and played with her nipples. Sam pulled back and sat up and slid Frank's cock between her tits and had him slide his cock up and down between them.
As his cock came out from between her tit by her face, Sam licked and sucked on the head. She could tell Frank was close to cumming and told him, “Faster, baby. Give me a cum shower on my face and tits.”
Frank sped up fucking her tits, and soon he was giving Sam exactly what she wanted. Frank came more than he had ever cum in his life. He shot his load on her face first, hitting her eyes, up her nose, and some even got in her mouth.
He then pulled his cock down until just the head was poking out between her tits, and he finished shooting the rest all over them.
Sam stood up and pulled Frank to her and kissed his lips. Then pull his face to her tits, “Clean them up, baby.”
Frank hungrily licked every drop of his own cum off of her tits. Then he kissed and sucked all of it from her face.
Sam then turned her back to Frank and pulled on her shirt. “Ok, it's time for you to go, Frank.”
Frank couldn't believe it: “Wait, I want to return the favor.”
“Sam kissed him on the lips again. “Not tonight. Let's save something for next time.”
Sam reached in her purse and pulled out a pen and wrote her number on Frank's hand, “Call me tomorrow.”
Frank didn’t get much sleep that night thinking about Sam. He called her first thing the next morning, but it went straight to voicemail. He left a message: “Baby, I can’t wait to see you again. I want to return the favor. Please call me. I’ll do anything you want.”
He left his number and then hung up. He called three more times before two P.M., but they all went to voicemail. He didn’t leave any more messages. He didn’t want to sound desperate.
He waited a couple of days and called back. Same thing. Straight to voicemail. This time he did leave a message. He didn’t care if he sounded desperate or not: “Sam, please talk to me, baby. Did I do something wrong? If I did, please tell me. I’ll do anything to make it right. I’ll be your sex slave. You can do anything you want to me. Just please call me.”
Later that day, Sam was having lunch with three of her girlfriends at her place, and she played all of Frank’s voicemails for them. Becky said, “Sounds like you have Frank right where you want him, sweetie.”
“I know, I think I’ll call him back later today so we can have some fun.”
Another friend asked, “Does he know about your secret?”
“No, I only got naked from the waist up.”
Then she explained what they did. She called Frank back right then and there and put it on speaker for her friends to hear. Frank picked up before the first ring even finished. “Hello, Sam?”
“Hi, baby. Look, I’m sorry, but I can’t see you again.”
Frank begged, “Please, don’t say that. Did I do something wrong? Please, give me a chance to make it right. I’ll do anything.”
Her friends almost burst out laughing as they heard Frank beg. Sam asked, “Anything?”
“Yes, baby. Anything. I’ll be your sex slave. Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.”
“Suppose I wanted to tie you up and fuck your ass with a strap on?”
There was a pause on the line, and then Frank said, “I-I-I’ve never done anything like that. I-I-I couldn’t.”
As soon as he said that, Sam hung up. Five seconds later, Frank was calling back. Sam let it go to voicemail again. “Ok, Sam. Anything you want, I’ll do it. Just please meet with me.”
Sam called him back. Frank answered, “Please, baby! My ass is yours. Do with it what you will.”
Sam told him, “Be at my place in an hour.”
Then she hung up. “Well, girls. I guess I better get going so I can fuck Frank’s ass with my strap-on.”
Jenn said, “Be sure to fill him up with your cum, Sam.”
Sam just gave her and the other two girls a smile as she left. When she got home, she laid out all the items on the bed she would be using on Frank when she fucked his ass. The ball gag, the handcuffs, the blindfold, the strap-on. She wanted to make sure he was nice and tightly secured when she fucked him. Just in case he changed his mind.
Frank was ten minutes early. When he rang her doorbell, Sam made him wait. When she opened it, she was dressed in just a bathrobe. As soon as she opened the door, Frank tried to kiss her, but she pushed him away. “No, none of that until you prove to me you will do what I say.”
Frank put up his hands. “Ok, OK, baby. Anything you want, just tell me.”
Sam gave him a big smile: “Follow me.”
Frank followed behind her. Once they were in her room, “Get undressed.”
Frank was naked in a flash. “No, turn around.”
Frank turned around and saw all the items on the bed that Sam was going to use on him. He turned back around. “What are those for?”
“Hand me the cuffs, and I’ll show you.”
He picked up the cuffs and handed them to her. Sam roughly turned him around and pulled his hands behind him and cuffed them tight. Frank tried to turn around. “Hey! Not so tight!”
Sam gave him a hard slap on his ass with her hand. “Shut the fuck up, bitch! You are mine now.”
Now that she had the cuffs on him, she probably wouldn’t have let him go even if he changed his mind. It had been so long since she had fucked a tight ass.
She then picked up the ball gag and shoved it deep into his mouth and secured it with the strap behind his head. Then came the blindfold. Frank didn’t know why she needed the blindfold, but he didn’t care. She put the blindfold on him. Now he was ready. Sam untied her robe belt, letting it fall to the floor. Then she told Frank, “Get on your knees like a good boy.”
She helped him to his knees and then ran her tranny cock all over his face. “Here, feel the strap-on I’m going to fuck your ass with. It’s going to hurt. So feel free to scream all you want.”
At this point, Frank was thinking if he had made a mistake doing this or not. But it was too late now. He couldn’t stop it even if he wanted to. Sam looked down, and Frank’s cock was erect and rock hard. She wanted to suck his cock again, but she wanted to fuck his tight ass more.
Sam knelt behind Frank and planted kisses on both his ass cheeks. He moaned, but hardly any sound was heard. Next, she spread his cheeks and rimmed his asshole with her tongue. He seemed to like that even more. She then shoved his face to the floor so his ass was higher in the air. The only lube she used was her own spit.
When she put the tip of her cock to his hole, Frank gasped, and she told him, “Just relax, baby. It will only hurt for a little while, I promise.”
She was right; he was tight. She tried to be gentle, but being gentle wasn’t going to get her cock in his ass. She placed her hands on his hips and, with one quick, hard thrust, forced the big mushroom head into Frank’s ass. He tried to scream, but the ball gag prevented almost all sound from escaping. When she shoved her cock into him, he pulled at the cuffs, but Sam knew he was nice and secure and wasn’t going anywhere.
“Just relax, baby, and take mamma’s cock like a good boy.”
She slowly shoved her cock into him until she was balls deep. God, it felt so good fucking a tight ass again. Frank cried the whole time she shoved her cock into him. “Mmmm, baby. So fucking tight!”
Once she was balls deep, she left her cock in him for a minute so he could get used to the size, then she slowly pulled out, leaving just the tip in before sliding into him again. He didn’t cry as much this time. She then started to fuck him in long, slow strokes. Going balls deep every time she buried her cock in him.
She fucked him slowly for about five minutes, until he wasn’t crying anymore, then she leaned her face down next to his, “Do you want me to go faster and harder, baby?”
He nodded his head yes. Sam sped up her strokes, getting into a rhythm. Going faster and harder with each thrust. They were both moaning now. A few more thrusts and Sam would be filling Frank’s ass with her tranny cum.
Just before she came, she asked Frank, “Are you ready for mamma’s cum, baby?”
Frank was feeling so good from being fucked that it didn’t dawn on him what she was asking. He just nodded his head and pushed his ass back onto her cock. When Sam came, she gave one final quick hard thrust into Frank’s ass and held it there. She held it there until she emptied her balls of every drop of cum.
Once she recovered, she rolled Frank over onto his back and removed the ball gag, then put the tip of her cock to his lips, “Clean mamma’s cock, baby.”
Frank eagerly opened his mouth and took her cock without saying a word. After he had cleaned her shaft of every drop, she told him, “Don’t forget the balls, bitch.”
Frank sucked on her balls, one then the other until they were as clean as her shaft. Sam then kissed down Frank’s body to his cock and sucked him again. She wasn’t too happy that he came about ten seconds after she started sucking him.
Sam asked him, “Do you want to see what I fucked you with and what you just sucked?”
Frank was still out of breath from the fucking he just received, but he managed a “Y-Yes.”
She removed his blindfold, and his eyes got as big as saucers. “Oh, my God! You didn’t! I didn’t!”
“I did; you did. Tell the truth. You loved it.”
Frank smiled at her. “Yes, I did.”
