Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248
I was casually scrolling through Facebook when I did a total doubletake. “Pegging Event!” No way, I said to myself. There’s no way this could be about one of my favorite activities, pegging!
To me, there’s something so primal and erotic about taking control, flipping the script, and making a man surrender to pleasure in this way. I get to be the top, the one in charge, while he gets to be vulnerable and open, taking my dick up his ass. It’s always an incredible rush.
Pegging Event
Intrigued, I clicked the event link. To my shock and delight, it really was what I hoped – an exclusive pegging play party at someone’s private dungeon. “All varieties of peggers and peggees welcome,” the description said. I couldn’t believe it. This felt like fate had handed me a gift.
I quickly asked my regular pegging partner Steve if he wanted to come with me. He was down in an instant, his ass already quivering with anticipation I could tell. I grinned and booked our spots.
The night of the event, Steve and I arrived at the address, a nondescript house in the suburbs. We were greeted by a handsome leather mommy and buzzed inside. Downstairs was a full dungeon with mats, bondage gear, toys of all kinds – and already a few couples getting frisky.
We found a spot against the wall, and I immediately tugged down Steve’s leather pants, exposing his bubble butt. “Mmm, getting ready for me?” I purred, giving his bare cheeks a spank. He moaned as I mounted him, lubing up my big silicone cock and pressing it against his eager hole. Slowly, I slid inside him, stretching him open.
I started to move, fucking him slow and deep, then faster, chasing our pleasure. The dungeon filled with the symphony of sex – grunts, moans, the slap of skin on skin. I was in heaven, lost in the rhythm and the heat of Steve’s tight passage.
“Yes!” Steve babbled, muscles clenching around me. “I love your cock! Love you fucking me!”
To think – it all started from a random Facebook ad!
Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248