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May 30, 2013

Midnight Snack

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Midnight snack
Midnight snack

I squeeze Venice in my arms as tight as I can, my forearms under her underarms with my hands cupping her shoulders from underneath.  My face is buried in her neck and I can only see her hair and smell her lotion.  My back arches upwards as I grind my hips as deep as I can between her thighs.  She wraps her arms around me head and holds my close to her. It almost feels motherly, because I feel completely safe in her arms, even though I am near my most vulnerable moment.  I feel so safe I just want to climb back inside her, so I dig as deep as I can, trying to put my penis in her womb.  I feel the pain of an orgasm building and I squeeze my muscles so hard my body begins to shake.  My penis is buried so deep inside her vagina I can feel her back walls smashing my head and pushing my shaft back into my own body.  This pressure, the back walls pushing my erect penis back into my prostate, creates a greater orgasm intensity.  The pain hurts.  I slam my dick as hard as I can, hurting us both the entire time, just to get our bodies as conjoined and close as possible while I release inside her.   I shoot everything I have stored in my testicles and listen to her moan as she feels the thrusting of my hips slamming against her crotch.  This deep hard pumping motion is also what Venice physically enjoys the most.  It makes her cervix twitch and triggers her own orgasm.  She has said to me that she is unsure what really triggers her penetration climaxes, but she notices that after my first release of semen,  her body, specifically her cervix,  starts twitching almost immediately.  She has suggested that it could possibly be from the chemicals in my semen.  I have no idea, but I do know anything happening is nature and our instincts making conception as pleasurable as possible, for both of us.  I’ve heard a woman’s cervix dips into the pool of sperm left inside her while she orgasms, if she gets hers after his.  I wouldn’t be surprised if the chemicals in sperm create this reaction, as it helps with conception, but I’d assume it also is a mental thing, knowing she just made a grown man turn to mush in her arms simply by letting him feel and explore her special little hole she kept hidden from everyone her whole life.  That’s got to be a powerful feeling for a woman.

As I lay on her chest for a moment and listen to her heartbeat, I can still feel her vagina walls convulsing and tightening around my dick.  Her eyes stayed closed and she is bitting her lips.   I tried to whisper something in her ear and she immediately said, “shhhhh.”  Her “penetration orgasms” can last up to a minute after I stop moving, so I will lay on top of her with my softening dick inside her until she is through.  Although not as intense as her “clitorial orgasms”, she seems almost numbed and out of consciousness for a longer period of time.  She will not respond or talk, just move her hips slow and tighten around my dick until her body is done spasming.   

The smell of her lotion has changed a bit because of the heat of her body.  Everything feels perfect.  I get up and kiss her forehead and tell her how good she felt.  We both confirm that we enjoyed the moment.  It’s always special when both of your bodies our on the same page and you orgasm in unison.  I get off of her and slowly let my penis slide out of her body.  She immediately closes her legs to keep all of my semen inside her.  I head to the shower while she lays in bed keeping her eyes closed.  I notice that she has slid her hand down over her pussy and is slowly circling her clit with her fingers.  Her cool down.  Venice enjoys the idea of her body absorbing my semen, and has acknowledged that she does feel the affect of the hormones and mood altering chemicals the longer she keeps my full load trapped inside her  (some people have a hard time grasping this concept — she doesn’t).  

As I finish my shower, Venice strolls in behind me holding her fingers up to her pussy lips so my semen doesn’t drip all over the place.   I step out of the shower and she slaps my ass jokingly saying she loves my “juicy booty.”   Her mood after sex is always positive and upbeat.  I dry off and lay down in bed nude as she hops in the shower and washes off.   After she is done with the shower she walks past the bed and lifts the covers.  She glances at my butt or package or whatever she sees and makes a teasing, “ohhhhhhhhhhewwww” sound.  I pretend to not care but I love how playful she gets after sex.  She sits down at the computer desk and begins to work on a blog.  At this point, I am extremely tired and pass out.

I wake up panicked because I feel this weird sensation in my stomach.  I had probably  been asleep for an hour or two, so it was a deep sleep you normally do not wake up from.  Immediately I can feel my legs, feet, and chest exposed to the air because my cover and sheet is completely off me.  I was sleeping nude, so I didn’t feel anything removed or tugged on.  I look down and see Venice laying her head on my legs sucking my dick, which for whatever reason, gave me a butterfly sensation in my stomach.  I wasn’t hard, so she was sucking my flaccid dick with her head sidesways in my lap.  I’ve never really sat back and thought what it would feel like to have my penis in a girls mouth while I was totally unconscious or not wanting that sensation.  It feels weird.  To explain it better for those who can’t imagine this experience, think about someone nicely tickling your back as you fall asleep.   It would feel great and relaxing.  However, if you woke up and someone was tickling your back, it would almost freak you out.  Your mind has to grasp what is going on for you to really enjoy these things.  Getting my dick sucked was no different.  

What’s funny is, writing this blog reminds me of another time recently when Venice was sucking my dick and stroking me while I had already fallen asleep.  I remember having a partial erection but was so tired I was in and out of consciousness.  Each time I woke up I had this huge urge to just cum everywhere, but I’d fall back to sleep and dream about my penis feeling extremely oversized and hard.   Eventually, I believe I came and she swallowed or cleaned everything, but honestly I am unsure exactly what happen.   I had an orgasm sleeping, but only Venice knows how it looked or took place.  It seems scary  like sneezing with your eyes open, but I do wonder if I moaned or made an “o” face in my sleep.  A few times after this incident I’ve joked publicly about being taken advantage of, but joke or no joke,  it is definitely possible.   Venice has managed to make me orgasm while I was sleeping. 

Oops, I jumped off track a bit. 

Anyway, I woke up and Venice is sucking my dick.  Her body is faced up and she is laying her head in my lap.  Her face is sideways with my flaccid dick in her mouth, sucking.  I also hear this buzzing sound and look over to see both her legs spread and her massager between her thighs.  Venice has told me she enjoys her orgasms more if she has my penis in her mouth.  I do not know if its a comfort thing, or it just turns her on to feel my penis in her mouth and throat while she cums, but she woke me up just to suck on my dick while she played with herself (not the first time we have done this, as a lot of times when we face fuck, she will use her massager and cum while  my whole dick is going in and out of her throat — which she has blogged about loving to cum while she can’t breath — deep throating).  I assume, had I not just had sex before I fell asleep I would have woke up and participated a bit more, but that didn’t happen.  I fell back asleep and woke up to her screaming with my dick almost vibrating in her mouth as she came.  She shoved her face onto my crotch to get all of my dick in her mouth and throat, and yelled as she came, except she can’t yell.  My dick just vibrated.  I felt this huge jolt but only hear a muffled gasp.  A very intense gasp, but muffled.

I am immediately excited and feel myself growing in her mouth.  She had different plans.  She turned her toy off, threw the covers back on me and rolled over.  Within a minute she was asleep.  That’s it.  I wish I had more to tell you about this story, but that is it.  I’d say it was anticlimactic, but for Venice, it wasn’t.  For you as the reader, and me, it was. 

I love her.

May 14, 2013

Face Fucking Until I Vomit

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FACE FUCKING:  Aggressive deepthroat fellatio (see previous article:  Face Fucking)

IRRUMATION:  The act of thrusting of the penis between the legs, breasts, feet, upper thighs (also known as interfemoral sex), mouth and throat, or between the abdomens of two partners. In the ancient Roman sexual vocabulary, irrumatio is strictly a form of os impurum, oral sex, in which a man forces his penis into someone else’s mouth, almost always that of another man.

These are both good definitions, but I will lean toward the second definition as I believe face fucking connotes a very forceful and passionate sexual act.

I’ve seen many amateur face fucking videos of all types: some where a girl is on her knees and takes no more than two inches in her mouth, another where she’s sitting on a couch and the guy is standing over her, and some where she’s got her head off the edge of the bed or couch.  When the guy holds her head and tries to fuck her face, she fights a little as she cannot take it all in.  It seems like they both enjoy the back and forth struggle.  However, at times the girls will jerk their heads back and give a quick look of “Damn, you asshole!  Don’t do it so rough!”   I know it’s just for show and as soon as the camera turns off, she cringes and complains.  I used to be really judgmental, saying things like, “But she’s not even taking him at least halfway down!”  It seemed that I forgot that I was physically able to only do what those girls did, if not much less. I remember when I could only suck to the bottom of Ryan’s circumcision scar — gagging immediately if I tried to take more.  

I did like the idea of the act – the violence, the aggression, the brute force of a man’s hips slamming his dick into my face and down my throat.  When I first started learning to face fuck, I was uncertain of who I was or what I was allowed to enjoy without being judged by Ryan, so I remember being hesitant in embracing it.  I also remember my first time trying.  I read that this face fucking technique, hanging your head off the bed, made it easier to learn deep throat.  It gave the penis a smoother path down your throat.   I remember Ryan fucking my face, and for the first time in my life, I felt in danger.  It wasn’t Ryan’s intentions, but as he pumped his hips in and out and got harder with each thrust, I no longer had any control.  If I closed my throat like I used to, his erection and sleek penis head would pry open my throat and tongue like a fleshy crowbar, and force its way inside.   The penis was built for this.  It scared me.  I remember feeling him cum with his balls smashed against my face, watching his ass hole pucker up with each cum shot, and feeling his hard dick jerk inside my throat.  Whether I wanted to swallow or not, was no longer an option.  I took his cum forever.

It’s not that I would get mad at Ryan for being the aggressor, because I like that.  It was the fact I lost all control.  As a young woman, I had to feel like I had some sort of control.  Even if it was my enthusiasm, I wanted to make sure Ryan knew I was in control.  With face fucking, there is no control or emotion.  Your face gets used and fucked with very little emotional connection.  As soon as I understood how my body and his body worked (my mind was accepting of face fucking as something I wanted to learn), I could not be stopped.  The more I realized I would drip and even squirt from being face fucked, I knew it was something I secretly desired.  It’s now my favorite position.  In bed, I love this absolutely powerless position.

So as I watched more and more face fucking videos (although normally I didn’t just watch porn when I learned to deep throat, I practically studied clips), I came upon one where a girl had her head hanging off the edge of the bed.  I thought it was going to be a humdrum face fuck, when suddenly her gag reflex kicked in and she threw up all over herself.  And being upside down, it was all over her face, nose, eyes…everywhere!  Chunks of food spewing and coating her face, as if someone threw a melted ice cream sundae with peanuts at her!  I don’t have a vomit fetish and seeing it didn’t give me a new goal, but it was her persistence and lack of fear and shame that I came to appreciate.  I don’t even remember if he came or not, but I know it is probably one of the impressive things I’ve seen anyone do.

Then I wondered how I would react if that ever happened to me.  Through deep throating I’ve learned two things: that I can handle Ryan’s cock and that I can control my gag reflex.

This weekend was different.  Ryan told me that he wanted to face fuck me, but pull out and cum all over my face.  We had fucked multiple times the few days prior but he purposely would stop before he came.  Now I knew why, he wanted to explode all over my face.  Of course I was down for it (see previous article:  31 Days of Cum Shots project).  This could be fun!   Me and Ryan took a few shots of rum to kick off our Friday barbecuing.  This is what we usually do, so my drinking was not threatened by the fact I would be face fucking moments later.  That day, however, was different.  Maybe it was my allergies and and the cold I was fighting because both were terrible that day.  After my fourth shot, I felt a slight burning in my throat, as if the alcohol was stuck in my esophagus.   I washed it down with some Coke and thought nothing more of it. 

As we waited for the steaks to marinate, we slipped into the bedroom and I jumped onto the bed.  I stripped down to nothing and lay on the bed as I waited for Ryan to mount my face. I looked up and over my shoulder as Ryan pulled his dick out and began stroking in front of me.  I wanted to taste him so bad.   I felt the bed shift as he made his way to me.  I eagerly pulled him toward my face and took his large soft dick into my mouth.  His hanging balls rubbed against my nose and face.  He pumped his hips as his cock began to thicken.  It grew slowly, bending slightly in my throat with each motion.  I love the feeling of his growing penis as it morphs from limp to thick to fat to fully erect.  When he’s thick, he forces his body to push his dick down my throat, slightly folding as it enters my tight throat.  The harder he gets, the easier it is to do straight down.  Friday, though, was different.  Ryan was talking dirty and began fucking my throat as hard as he could.  Slamming his cock into the back of my mouth at times, forcing his dick to find any hole to squeeze into.  I gagged a few times, but it wasn’t a big deal because nothing ever comes up.  I never ask him to stop.  In fact, I get upset when he stops and wants to fuck my pussy instead.  That day, he thrust his dick in my mouth, rubbing his sweaty balls and ass on my face each time he pulls out to let me breath.  I love it.

I can feel Ryan is about to explode because his movements got more intense.   He sits up and I put his ball sack in my mouth.  I feel him thumping my chin and chest with his dick telling me he is about to cum all over me.  As he lifts his body up and un-suctions his sack from my lips, he immediately replaces it with his long dick.   I feel his dick bury itself deep in my throat, as deep as it can go.  Within seconds, a gag feeling erupted, one that wasn’t any different from the others.  I ignored it and allowed myself to dry heave normally.  But as soon as Ryan lifted up, I felt a wetness bubbling up from my throat.  Not once did I feel like the contents of my stomach were going to expel unexpectedly because it happened so fast, and before I knew it, I actually threw up!  It wasn’t projectile vomiting but very subtle like a tabletop water fountain.   It wasn’t until I felt a mouth full of stomach acids and liquor actually in my mouth did I realize that there was stuff coming up.  For a split second I thought to myself, “Should I swallow this?”  Instead, I pushed out all the  viscous liquid out with my tongue and let it spill over the corners of my mouth and down my face.  The acids, working immediately, burned into my cheeks, some in my ear, as well as my hair.  As Ryan watched my face covered with vomit, he stroked his dick and shot cum all over me.   He later told me that as he pulled out to cum, he saw me throw up all over myself, then shot all over my wet face.  Obviously holding out for a few days was a complete waste, as I don’t care if he didn’t cum for a year, he wasn’t going to facial me worse than I had just facialed myself.

During any other time in my life I believe I would have been upset – by the mess, by the “disrespect” shown to my body, and maybe even by the embarrassment.  But the idea of being face fucked so hard that I threw up had become a badge of honor, one that meant I persevered and endured humiliation at all costs.  Immediately, Ryan asked if I was okay, hoping I wasn’t upset.  At first I didn’t answer, still shocked about what had happened.   After I washed off and got myself together, I opened the shower door and asked Ryan, “Did that turn you on?”   He nodded that it did, and I knew inside I really liked it as well.   Something the old me would not have enjoyed at all.

As I came out of the bathroom and looked at the bed, needless to say, the bed had two big wet spots (one on each side of my head), which I asked Ryan to cleaned up.

May 6, 2013

My First Orgasm

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How it first looked.
How it first looked.

As a man, is there anything more fulfilling or entertaining than watching you and your partner orgasm?   You see, I added the word “you” in that sentence on purpose.  Truthfully, my original question was, “Is there anything more entertaining than watching yourself orgasm?”  I knew I would get an immediate response of, “Yes, watching my partner orgasm!”  So instead, I changed my question to make it less selfish.

However,  I still want to talk about watching yourself cum.  I can still remember being a teenager and looking down at my young body, skinny with very little hair.  For whatever reason, even after puberty, other than my arms and legs, my body wasn’t hairy.  It felt so erotic seeing my young smooth skin and youthful hands, holding this huge erect veiny man cock.    It’s like my entire body was the absolute image of youth, but my hard penis ready to explode was all man.  I remember squeezing my lower shaft as hard as I could and watching my upper shaft and head get huge with the pressure from the blood being pushed inside it.  As I felt the build up of an orgasm, right below my balls, in my ass, and around my thighs, I would feel this insane pressure that would instinctively make me squeeze.  The longer I squeezed, the more intense it felt.   As my body collapsed from the pressure, I released my muscles and watched the head of my penis erupt like a volcano, releasing my body’s fluids all over my hands, stomach, and chest.  I remember watching this and thinking, what will a girl think when I pull out and do this all over her?  Will it hurt her if I have too much and release it inside her?   Will she be grossed out or mad?  Will she be excited?  Will she want to taste it or feel it?  Will she be just as amazed as I am about how it all works?

I still remember my very first orgasm.  For whatever reason I would rub my body back and forth over a pillow and feel this extreme pressure in my anus area.  I did not have to be erect.  As I felt the pressure, I would squeeze my young butt cheeks and hold myself still until the feeling subsided.   It felt so good but nothing ever came out of my penis.  Of course, looking back, I know what I was feeling now.  My body was basically going through all the mechanics of an orgasm but dry heaving because my testicles hadn’t matured.

At about the age 10 or 11, I was in my bed at night moving my body back and forth over a spare pillow, waiting for this feeling to come.  As I felt the build up, I squeezed my butt as hard as I could, for as long as I could.  When I let go, this time, it wasn’t so dry.  I felt as though a small bug crawled through my lower shaft and worked its way to the tip of my head.  Because I was smashing my flaccid penis against the pillow, nothing came out.  As I sat up, I pinched the tip of my head holding in what I thought was maybe pee or something.  When I let the tip go, nothing came out.  I still felt something inside, so I slowly start to milk my dick.  As I stroked, I noticed the blood rush into my head and my penis looking bigger than normal.  I also noticed that this huge clear drop of fluid came out of my penis hole.  I immediately pinched it with my thumb and index finger so I could get a closer look.  As I brought it closer to my face and opened my fingers, I noticed that it was sticky and made a huge line of fluid that went from one finger to the next.   This was my first time ever seeing cum / pre-cum.  There was no internet and I had never seen a porn in my life.   And although this didn’t happen again for a year or two, this instance saved me from an embarrassing moment a few months later when a few older boys doubted my sexual knowledge and teased me for being a virgin.  “I bet you never even came before.”   I may have been a virgin, but I had came before.  By the way, fuck you guys.  I hate bullies.

It wasn’t until I met Venice, that I shared this moment with another person.  For me, it’s special and intimate.   Not just the orgasm, but watching closely as my dick releases semen.  Watching my gland expand and change colors before it releases.  Watching my entire body get goosebumps as I squeeze my ass and straighten my legs before I cum.  Watching my balls shrivel up into a walnut-like shell moments before I explode.   By sharing, I mean stroking in front of her with the lights on and letting her see the entire process.  With Venice I learned to enjoy myself properly, because before her, I would either rub myself on pillows or just stroke my dick like I was milking a cow. No touching, no rubbing, nothing that would make me feel weird or “gay”  like fondling my balls or sticking the tip of my finger in my ass.   She opened my eyes to teasing and playing with my asshole, massaging my balls, playing with my nipples, and stroking with both hands.   I learned through her reaction that she enjoyed seeing more than me just jacking off, which made me feel more comfortable trying new things.   Every man is different, but with a woman open and wanting to see a man explore his body, it’s easier to enjoy the less “manly” rituals.

Now, with our website, the videos and photos, we have shared this moment with others, but we’ve grown past the idea of keeping ourselves locked up in our own little worlds.   Some of our photos show things noone has ever seen, except us.   This was our first transition after the new us.   In fact, when I started this article I wanted to talk about the difference between Venice watching me orgasm when we first met, to her watching me now, 15 years later, with the new us.   I will try to hit on that topic for my next blog, but this was a good introduction.

May 1, 2013

Fantasy – My First Female Experience

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Lately I’ve been thinking more and more about women. I always found a woman’s body attractive, but I was afraid of being called a lesbian. Not that it was bad because my parents never showed favoritism or dislike to any race, religion, or lifestyle. However, people have expressed same sex experiences as something that was sinful. But as MTV’s Real World, Girls Gone Wild, and the endorsement and praise of celebrities, politicians, and other public figures have become more mainstream, it’s become more acceptable to enjoy it and be aroused by it.

So now, I’ve been talking the talk through this blog, on Twitter, xhamster, and other sites of which Ryan and I are members. My eyes have been opened by the flood of people who were like the old me (quiet, afraid of being judged by others for saying a woman has a sexy body), the me now (open to suggestions, receptive to male and female flirtation), and the me who I want to be (willing to bring a female into our bedroom, vocal about my attraction to women). And I can relate to all of them. I still remember the hesitation of looking at a woman’s breasts and wondering if her nipples look like mine. I can now empathize with the women out there who have yet to experience another female – a kiss, a more-than-friendly touch on my hand. And I envy the women out there who already have.

As I said, I’ve been thinking more and more about women. But truthfully, it has never really stopped. My thoughts have been becoming more intense knowing that Ryan would not only allow, but also enjoy me being with another woman. With his acceptance, he has alleviated a lot of reservations I’ve had and has encouraged me to explore my curiosities.

I’ve noticed that a lot of girl-on-girl fantasies are written by men, so let me show you mine.

My ideal woman would be someone who I know as a person and in turn, knows me as a person. She is open, but not whorish; playful, but not a rough-houser; loving, but not needy. I want someone to accept me AND Ryan – as a married couple, as individuals, and as people. We both have to like her and she has to like us both (because we come as a team). These are all important factors to me because I want to be able to have complete control as to who I let into my life, marriage, and pussy. I want Ryan to be able to talk to her and feel comfortable around her, otherwise I would be excluding him as an active participant. I want the other woman to respect and understand our boundaries. I want her to respect us the next morning. I want her to remember our likes and dislikes. I want her to be attentive to my needs and allow me to explore. In a way, my search of my first woman experience will be an interview of sorts, one that you either pass or fail. That’s the beauty of doing a search – I afford myself the opportunity of an extensive search.

Assuming we find this woman, we’d spend an evening together (I’d prefer a casual restaurant on the beach or hanging out on the balcony also overlooking the beach) talking and have a drink or two. I don’t want to be wasted because I want to remember my first time. I’ve only known the rough face of a man, the grip of his hands, and the power of his body as he thrusts his cock in my pussy, mouth, or ass. This is what I love about a man – feeling overpowered, protected, knowing his brute strength is controlled as he drops down onto my body. Although I’m Asian, I’m not the stereotypical petite woman and it takes a real man to handle me. So having Ryan’s 6’5″, 220 pound frame on me is such a turn on. To be clear, I am absolutely not in a rush to make this happen. It may take a few months, it may take a year, it may never even come. If we never find the right woman, then so be it.

With permission from the beautiful @alwaysbinikki
With permission from the beautiful @alwaysbinikki

But for now I’m ready to feel a woman’s lips, feel her skin, and smell her skin – all the things Ryan loves about me. I know the places where I liked to be touched – behind my ear, down my jawline, between my breasts – and I would love to be able to make another woman experience it from me. I love my man’s hair; it’s what makes him a man, it’s what reminds me of masculinity. But there is something about a smooth, female body that is enticing. To me, it means she takes care of her body, she cares about her appearance, she wants others to enjoy her body, too. After my Project Bush Growth experiment, I shaved myself bald again. And though Ryan wanted me to keep it, he couldn’t keep his mouth off of me the night I shaved. He sucked and slurped and used his tongue as a wash cloth to clean me off! He moaned and told me non-stop to always keep myself shaved..he missed it! That was so unbelievably sexy to hear him say all that! I won’t lie – I found a renewed love for shaved pussies after that. I started to see them in a new light, like his new appreciation for clean-shaven area made ME want to know that feeling. Soon I started seeing pussies that I wanted! I’ve been open with my appreciation for them for a while now, especially with so many people on Twitter (as well as those who I considered friends) posting them. But it wasn’t until I saw @AlwaysBiNikki’s photo of her vag did it prompt me to actually begin writing about my desire to have my first female experience. I needed to let others know that along with my openness came the need to follow through. I started to fantasize about losing my girlginity and eating a vagina for the first time. How badly did I want to slide my hands down and feel the dampness on a woman’s panties. I want to suck on lips, taste the juices, slide my tongue inside the holes, circle slowly on the clit – all just how I like, because I know what turns me on, what gets me sensitive, and what gets me to cum. I want to slide my fingers in and slowly massage her walls as I feel her tighten and squeeze around me. I want to feel her quiver and grab my head to let me know she was enjoying me between her legs. I want to make her moan and feel her clench as she cums on my lips, my own pussy soaking from the excitement of having a woman in my mouth for the first time.

April 9, 2013

Rape

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tied up
Venice all tied up.

I look at Venice’s sexy body laying face first in our bed, motionless.  I throw a pillow case over her head and pull back on it as tight as I can so it sticks to her face.  I can feel her immediately tense up as I watch her try to breathe.  With each gasp, I see the pillow case suck into her mouth.   I grab both of her arms roughly and reach for the rope near the bed.  I tie her arms behind her back so tight I can see her skin lighten where the rope is squeezing her wrists.  Judging by her whining and movements, I know she is very uncomfortable.  I look down at her nude body as she wiggles from side to side attempting to get her arms in a better position.  I forcefully rub my hand down her ass crack, then into her pussy slit while smashing my other hand against the back of her head, forcing her face deep into the mattress and making her breathing even harder.  I whisper in her ear that I don’t want to hear another sound from her.  I let her head go and roughly slap the side of her face and head through the pillow case.  She stops making any noises.  I am in complete control.  I get up from the bed and walk to the closet to grab the tripod and camera.  I hit record and move around the room making random noises to leave Venice in suspense for a bit longer.  I want to make sure she is uncertain of what happens next.

I take off my clothes and walk back to her.  I forcefully roll her over and climb on top of her.  I let my balls hang down as I straddle her body.  Her upper torso is sideways, her lower half is twisted a bit and faced up.  I slowly rub my balls all over her, on her neck, her chest, her arms, her stomach, and down to her legs.   As I rub and move to different body parts, my dick slowly starts to grow until I am completely erect.   I take the pillow case off her head and pull her face back.  I am squatting over her, her face is up, with my dick completely hard and my balls sagging down in front of her nose.  I lower my body and let my loose nut sack cover her face.  The lower I drop, the more the weight of my body spreads out my sack.  I rub my balls all over her until she wiggles and tries to look sideways to catch her breath.  As soon as I see her struggling, I grab each side of her cheeks roughly with my fingers and hold her face straight.  I again lower my body, this time ass first, over her nose and mouth.   I am faced toward her feet.  I grind her face with my ass, letting her nose penetrate into my asshole.  I demand for her to stick her tongue out and she does.  I sit back up and grab her face and spit on her, hoping to lube up her nose so it can penetrate further into my ass.  I sit back down on her and again, grind my asshole and crack against her pretty asian face.  My balls hang over her tongue, mouth, and chin as I ride her skull.  I beat down on her chest with my hard dick before I sit my body back up, aim my dick straight down to her mouth and drive my hard cock deep into her throat.  She immediately gags around my dick but I keep it deep inside her neck.  I can feel her tongue vibrating and inner fluids bubbling around my shaft as her gagging has brought up some stomach fluids.  I pull my dick out of her throat and beat her face with it, leaving her cheeks and face sloppy with spit and stomach juices.  I put the pillow case back over her head.   I again tighten it so she has trouble breathing.  I can see the outline of her face through it.   I walk to the edge of the bed where her head is now positioned and beat my dick down as hard as I can.  My cock crashes against her face making her cry for me to stop.  The more she says stop, the harder I hit her face with my dick.  I aim for her eye sockets and nose.  With each thump, she tries to move her face in a different direction hoping I use my dick to hammer in a different part of her face.  I follow her movements and pound down on the same area over and over.  I grab her throat and slap her through the pillow case and tell her not to fucking move.  She immediately stops moving and lets me abuse her pretty face with my penis.  I want absolute control.  She turns off the pain of being clubbed by my dick because she knows the more she resists the harder she gets hit.

I get off the bed and bring the camera closer to the action.  I walk back over to Venice and roll her over to the edge of the bed, face down.  Her arms are still behind her back, so she is totally helpless.  I sit next to her and lift her upper body up to sit her mouth in my lap, face down.  I then pull the pillow case off her head.  Unless I pull her head back, she can barely look up.  Her face is somewhat stuck in my lap unless I lift it.  I grab her hair and lift her head off my lap.  She whines in discomfort.  Displeased with her whining I immediately spit in her face and slap her.  I demand that she quits crying.  I then forcefully turn her head to the camera and tell her, “Say that you love my dick better than Ryan’s.”  At first she resists, so I grab her by the throat and squeeze harder, demanding that she tells the camera, “Say that you love my dick better than Ryan’s.”  Her eyes water up and she tells the camera, “I love his dick better than yours.”   I immediately lift her head above my hard dick, which is near my belly button, and shove her face down my cock, back into my lap.   I ram her head as hard as I can into my crotch, my entire cock down her throat.  She is helpless, even if she wants to control herself or how much dick she takes, it doesn’t matter.  I forcefully hold her face in my lap, balls deep, as she squirms to get herself off my penis.   My dick rams against the back of her throat, rubbing hard as it slides down her esophagus.  No matter how hard she tries, because of her hands behind her back and the position she is in, unless I grabbed her hair and pulled her off my dick, she is stuck.  As she struggles, I tell her to smell my balls and see what a real man smells like.  I then whisper in her ear, “The last time your husband will ever see you is on this video. Tell him how you love my dick better than his.”  She whines and tries to fight me, but I just squeeze her head against my lap harder.   I then grab her hair, digging my fingernails into her scalp, and pull her off my dick.   She gasps for air like she was drowning in an ocean of penis.   My balls and dick are covered with her spit and insides, I again tell her to talk to the camera.  “Say you love this dick more than life itself.”

She cries and looks at the camera.  I slap her face with my dick as she tries to talk, “I love this dick more than my life.”  I again drive her face first onto my cock.  I can tell she hates this.  I can tell at this point she wants this to stop.  She’d probably beg for it to stop, if she could actually talk.  Unfortunately, it’s hard to talk with my dick punching her voice box.  I grab the back of her hair and slam her up and down onto my penis over and over.  I control her head like she wasn’t human, like I was grabbing a doll, totally ignoring any of the pain she feels.  I slam her face on my lap repeatedly until she gags and spits up.

I roll her body over so her face is almost on the corner of the bed, right in front of the camera.  I again sit on her nose and mouth with my ass, and grind myself against her.   I hold myself up with one hand and stroke my dick for the camera with the other.  My balls are now rubbing her forehead and hairline.  Every now and then I will beat my dick against her head or grab her hair and pull her deeper into my ass so she can clean my insides.

After a few minutes of forcing her to eat my ass, I roll her face down on the bed.  I bend down so my dick is near her mouth and I fuck her throat.   I have to hold her by her hair just to keep her face up, otherwise she’d be face down in the bed.  Usually when we face fuck, she has hands to wipe her tears that naturally from gagging, but with her hands tied behind her, she can’t wipe anything, so her nose is snotty and her face and cheeks are soaked in tears.  I love it.

I quit fucking her throat and move my body back behind her on the bed,  I yank her arms back and make her scream.  I can tell her hands are in pain because her fingers are turning purple.  Without saying anything, I untie her hands so she could get some relief.  However, I still keep both of her arms behind her and grab both of her wrists tightly while sliding my dick inside her.  Her pussy is soaking wet, and her pussy doesn’t lie, she actually loves being treated like this.  If she doesn’t, her pussy definitely does.  My dick is also soaking wet, as her spit and fluids have my whole lap lubricated.   I fuck her hard and she screams with each thrust.  My dick is so hard and lubed that it’s unlike normal sex, which can be rough, but this time it feels like I have a sharp sword and her walls can’t stop or slow it down, so it stabs directly in the back of her pussy as hard as it possibly can.  Normally, she hates this feeling, as it creates a pain she doesn’t like during sex.  Normally I’d give a fuck, but right now, I don’t.   I keep her body close to mine by holding her arms.  As I ram my cock inside her, I pull back on her arms and force her body to take it all.  The length of my dick is hitting the back of her pussy as hard as it can, banging the cervix with each pump.  I feel my orgasm growing and I know I want to cum all over her face and body.  I know I am close so I get up and quickly roll her over on her back.  I quickly crawl back over to her face and drop my dick into her mouth as far as it can go.  I can feel her teeth on my balls and crotch.  Her throat is endless and, truthfully, much deeper than her pussy.  I feel like I could stick my dick in her all the way to her stomach if it was long enough.  I love how she is such a cock eater.   As I feel my load about to release I pull myself out of her mouth and shoot my cum everywhere.  I unload onto her face, her chest, her hair, and her stomach.   I quickly grab all the strings of cum and cup it with my hand.  I put all four fingers in her mouth and feed her my fluids.  She whines but still does as she is told and eats up every drop.  I then lean down and squeeze her throat with one hand and tell her she better not fucking move.  I went to the bathroom and took a shower as fast as I could since the camera was running.  The more time I wasted, the more horny I got thinking of this naked Asian woman laying on my bed, soaked with cum and scared to death.

As I come out the shower I noticed her body hasn’t moved at all.  She hasn’t moved her arms, legs, face, or anything.  My cum is still drying on her skin and her hair is stuck to her wet face.  I walk over to her again and drop my huge soft dick into her mouth and immediately start to fuck her throat again.   It only takes a few seconds for my cock to become erect and ready to damage.  I flip her over face down on the bed, legs on the floor, and fuck her from the back.   Her titties and dried cum rub against the sheets.   Again, with each thrust she moans and screams.  I love how she makes my cock seem like a fucking telephone pole when I fuck her tiny, tight pussy.  Each scream brings my prostate to a boil. I already want to cum again.  I pull her hair back and throw her legs back onto the bed.  I then drag her face to the corner of the bed, face up, and drop my dick inside her mouth right in front of the camera.  In my mind, the camera can see my asshole, ass cheeks, balls flopping around on her face, and her mouth being fucked.  I do not know exactly what it really sees and I don’t give a fuck.   As I feel the pressure inside my thighs build up, I explode and dig myself as deep in her throat as I can possibly be.  With each thrust of cum I release I can feel my asshole tightening, letting the camera and her know that she is taking a load.

As I finish, I get up and kiss her cum soaked face.  I let her know it’s over and she can finally relax.  She gets up and doesn’t talk much, still shocked and satisfied that she finally got raped like she always wanted.   I leave the room so she can shower off, collect her thoughts and enjoy them.