He smiled and then the wave crested. The vibrator rumbled to full intensity, and I leaned forward, pressing my clit more firmly against it. My eyes we...e open, but my vision was fading. I gripped the arms of my chair tightly and bit my tongue to keep from crying out.The orgasm washed over me. I could feel the walls of my pussy clenching, craving a cock to squeeze. My insides throbbed rhythmically as a wave of warmth covered my entire body, starting from my core and radiating outward. I exhaled. Knowing we would never experience 'the first' again, outside of memories we each would carry. I loved the slowness. I loved the lingering of her face so close to mine, her breath halting, anticipating, living the eroticism of the moment.Our lips touched with a brushing lightness. Our mouths parted slightly, drinking in the passion that was boiling just beneath the surface. Our lips sealed tightly, as we were drawn into the swirling moments where time stands still, where the only sounds are two. If my master found me I'd be in for it. I was moaning like there was no tomorrow. I was so close... Then the door swung open.It was my master, and he was annoyed. He pulled me up by my neck, but the mood I was in, even that turned me on. I liked it rough. I wanted it rough. He pinned me against the wall with his hands holding my arms."What do you think you are doing, you do not have my permission!" he shouted. He scared me, but I loved it. My pussy began to drip. He laughed at me, a laugh I. He slowly finished fucking as his cock emptied into me.I felt his cock going soft and slip out. Then I felt his tongue at my hole licking up his cum and darting into my hole and licking it out. I thought, "Damn, what a horny fucker". It was kinda cool and kinda gross at the same time.Mark cleaned me up with a washcloth and wiped his cock off. We laid in his bed talking, I hadn't gotten off yet and he was slowly stroking my dick. I asked him to suck me but He said he didn't enjoy sucking.