At an early age, I found a bunch of BDSM mags back in the woods that became the primary focus of my masturbatory fantasies. By high school I was alway... sneaking in to the local porn store to spend my lawn mowing money on more. I became obsessed with the thought of forcing women to my will.Like many boys, I took marshal arts classes and worked out with weights, except in my case it was to learn various moves to incapacitate imaginary rape victims and to have strength to force their submission.. Oh yeah Brandon, mmmm that feels so good. His hand kept moving up and down my thigh as he sucked on my chest. Down to my knee and back up to my hip. I had my hand on the back of his head enjoying what his mouth was doing. I felt his hand move back up to my hip, and then I felt a tug on my panties. He looked at me with a grin.Let’s take these off, he said.Ok, I replied. I felt better that he was taking control.Brandon grabbed my hands and helped me to my feet.Turn around and slide your panties. She may have been almost forty but she was more beautiful, and sexier than most women half her age were. “You’re beautiful,” I told her. “Thank you, Rahul,” she said, moving towards the bed, “So are you.”She sat down on the edge of the mattress, facing me. She put her hand on my cock, sending a jolt to my stomach, and closed her fist around the shaft. As she spoke, she got on her knees in front of me and was now kneeling between my legs, playing with my cock and balls. “I’m going to do. You can feel him bend to your shape…like soft steal. When he is fully seated inside of you his cock jerks and you feel it. In response you tighten around him and are rewarded by a groan that suddenly makes you feel powerful.It’s then that he sets up a pace…a steady one that send his balls smacking against your own. Your body lunges forward every time his powerful hips send his cock in deep. Your cock bounces against your stomach leaving a wet spot with each thwack. You feel your balls pull.