It takes a few chapters to get into the actual sex so bear that in mind. Mainly inspired by /r/freeuse, Swallows999, ChaosMuramasa, Squelchapron and o...her awesome writers. Hope you enjoy!Disclaimer: I own none of the images in this story. There was an intriguing absence of color permeating the place, an absence of light itself that couldn't be called darkness. It was like I was just a floating consciousness in a vast empty space, one without color nor light. It felt decidedly odd. I remember. I wondered, if her mom told her or who else, about me and just the thought of it made my cock to pop up and out as quickly as she began to hold and stroke it robustly, cupping my balls also. As I turned her around and pulled her hips to me in one move, I also reached to grab her tits and the nipple in one hand and her pussy in the other hand. She was totally drenched with thick juice dripping out of her folds. Pulling her shorts and the panties down to her knees, I licked her crack making her. "It is an Oriental dress. I wore itin a play," she told me. I looked at the dress, it was indeed verynarrow. She helped me step into it, and then started zipping it up, mylegs were squeezed together, the dress was quite form fitting and huggedmy waist tightly, the long zipper seemed to take forever before itreached the high collar.The dress was long, it reached the floor, I was surprised as all herdresses had been so much shorter on me. She noticed where I was looking."It dragged on the floor. She had to fight the urge to ride harder and wilder. She wanted an orgasm, and knew she was getting close.The hand disappeared from between her legs. Her hands were untied.“Back on your knees.”She knelt down again, and made eye contact. Graham held up a condom.“Tell me if you want me to fuck you.”“Please fuck me. I need it. Please, sir.” She had no idea where this came from. She was used to keeping control. She had become her own dirtiest fantasy.He handed her the condom. “Put it on.”She took.