My friend and I meet fairly often and nearly always in one of our cars in remote car parks where we feel safest. The opportunity to meet anywhere else is limited by costs of going to a club or time available to us. Last weekend however, a rare chance became available and we were to meet at his home. As you can imagine, our anticipation levels were sky high, particularly as he had said he had something special in mind which he obviously wasn’t going to tell me about. At the appointed time, and in response to his confirmation text message, I knocked on his door, carrier bag in hand. After a brief kiss in the hall he led me into the lounge, which was lovely and warm, a very welcome change from the back of a car this time of year. After a short chat I stood and, leaving my coat in the hall, took my bag into the bathroom. I had decided to go full on slut for him today as this was a special occasion. I had been shopping and proceeded to dress in my new red stockings, suspenders and panties with a little summer beach dress I had been keeping and which I had slit down the front to navel level, very revealing. Such a shame I could find a suitable bra to match. His face when I slowly sashayed into the lounge was a picture of delight and lust combined and he grinned and called me a dirty little trollop. I went straight over to where he sat on the sofa and seductively draped myself onto his lap and kissed him deeply. His hand gently starting to explore under my dress. We kissed and cuddled for a little while until he pushed me off, a bit roughly actually. He then stood up. ‘ Sit down there’ he said, pointing at a large low, padded stool next to the sofa. I demurely perched on the edge of the stool, pulled my dress over my stockinged legs and crossed my hands over my knees and gazed up at him, the picture of innocence. ‘Someone has told me that you have been seen’ he said, questioning. ‘Oh, by whom and where?. I replied in my best demure voice. ‘In the woods’ he said, ‘with a man, I don’t know who’. ‘Surely not, I wouldn’t’ I giggled. ‘I know you would, and it was definitely you! He grunted. ‘What was I supposed to be doing then?’ I giggled again. ‘You know perfectly well what, you little slut’ he growled, grinning. ‘Was I doing this?’ I said as I tugged at his tracky trousers, slowly pulling them down his legs while peering innocently up at him. ‘Yes, and more’ he grinned ‘This? I asked as I tugged his boxers down to join his trousers and his cock sprang out,, his knob already damp. I licked my lips and stared up, waiting for a response. ‘And more’ he said I leant forward, licked his freshly shaved balls a few times then licked up under his stiffness until reaching his knob where I lingered to savour the taste before taking his whole length into my in one movement. ‘ Oh you dirty little slut’ he moaned, ‘ that was exactly what you were seen doing’. He moaned some more as I gently sucked on his entire length, slowly driving him mad. I could have enjoyed this for a long time but he didn’t give me the chance. He pushed the straps of my dress off my shoulders and it fell to my waist. He then lifted me to my feet, the dress falling to the floor at my feet. ‘Turn round’ he commanded, which I did. He then knelt behind me and my panties were slowly pulled down to meet the dress. He then slapped me hard on the bottom, twice! I yelped! ‘You have been a very naughty girl and need punishment’ he said. I protested but it was no good, he slapped me again. ‘Kneel on the stool’ he grunted. ‘It is no good whimpering’ he said as I pleaded in my best little girl voice ‘You know what is coming, don’t you? He growled again. ‘Yes daddy’ I whimpered again. I tried to turn around and did manage to quickly lick one of his nipples, which slowed him for a while, but it was no good. ‘Kneel down and bend over then’ he said. ‘Spread your legs too’ As the cold lube was gently worked down my crack and over my balls there were only slight pauses as he obviously lubed his cock. A finger found my hole and was inserted to the knuckle, I gasped. He fingered me vigorously to the taunts of ‘Filthy little whore’ and ‘dirty slut’. Then his knob nudged at me and his rigid cock slid inside my willing hole, to my unbridled delight. ‘Are you ok?’ he asked. He is always gentle when he first enters me. I nodded. ‘Good’ he grunted. Then he fucked me. He really fucked me, and hard too. Oh boy it was good! This was ‘punishment’, all part of the game, and I was loving it. He spanked me as he fucked too. I was having to hang on the stool with both hands. He seemed to be able to fuck for ages today. The game obviously giving him some extra impetus. Then he was coming. As hard as I have ever known him cum. I felt it inside me! The devil had done me bareback and I didn’t know! When he eventually pulled his softening cock from me I felt his cum run down my balls and drip on the floor. As he backed off, he gave me one last playful slap on the bum. ‘Dirty bitch, don’t do it again’ he crowed. I collapsed onto the stool, exhausted but sated. Both of us puffing like old steam boilers. Eventually I managed to climb to my feet and made it to the bathroom to clean up and dress in normal clothes. When I went back to him he kissed me ‘sorry about the cum’ he said. ‘I got carried away’. ‘I really don't mind, I enjoyed it ‘ I answered as I put on my coat. I wonder what he will come up with next?