The Day we met...

I met him on a Monday morning. Although many men had passed me searching for gifts for others, nobody ever came down my way looking for me. I was still in the package, wearing my purple outfit with the skin tight legins and my hair down, highlights of purple. The name on my box was "Daniela", but frankly he could call me whatever he wanted. I could see he was trying to make a decision between a blond and a brunette. They were both pretty, but I could see he was unsure of what he truly wanted. I whispered to him "look this way". He turned and walked in my direction. Without hesitation he picked me up and smiled, put the other girls down, and looked deep into my eyes. I could feel the warmth in his stare as he gazed into my soul. I smiled and winked at him as he made his way to the express lane to purchase me. As he bought me, I could already tell he had plans for us. I was right.

As we arrived at his amazing home, he took me inside. He has a spacious home decorated immaculately. Lovely furniture complimented by rugs from France. Beautiful art from Rome and the Middle East covered the walls. I was very impressed. He sat down and began taking my shell away, what he called a "package". After a few moments, I was free. He looked at me and smiled. I was so happy. I never felt so desired..so wanted..in all my life. He named me Rosalyn. His name is Christian. He is of what I hear people call African-American descent. He is very attractive, as when we were going through the store, women were eye-balling him as he walked by them. He smiled at me once more and kissed my face, rubbing his hands through my long hair. I kissed him back, my small lips leaving a slight lipstick mark on his light brown cheek.

We cuddled on the couch in his spacious office, watching TV. As I lay there, I could feel the warmth of his large frame against my body. He gently took off my studded boots and placed my legs and lower body underneath the covers. As we watched TV, I became so attracted to his laugh, his smile, his hands on my tiny waist; that I didn't realize a hard muscle rubbing against my legs, backside, and back. It was throbbing against me, and I noticed that his breathing had become steadier and deeper..as if he was trying to hold back something inside.

I felt wetness between my legs and my body began to purr for affection. He leaned down and kissed me, his warm lips causing my body to quake. He pulled down my short skirt and legins as I parted my legs for what was coming from behind me. This "muscle" which I had my back to was easily as long as I was and I knew that it couldn't fit inside me. Yet I was so attracted to my Master, it didn't matter what he did with the "muscle", I just wanted him to be pleased. As he slid his "muscle" between my legs he removed my top, exposing my naked breasts to the air for the first time. The "muscle" slid between my things and rubbed against my chest. I looked down and smiled at what I saw..a hard, throbbing, chocolate piece of..something.

He moaned slightly as I rubbed my hands over the slit at the top, kissing it with the gentleness and fervor. My lips became moist with a clear warm liquid he called precum. I turned my head around and we shared a kiss, partaking of the sweet nectar that coated me. I turned back around and kept working on this giant muscle that my body was wrapped around. Using my tongue I circled around the head and kept kissing it, all the while his warm nectar coating my neck and breasts. He moaned louder as I licked all over it, his muscle throbbing between my legs.

We changed positions as he lay on his back and I mounted him..MISSIONARY.  Now I could see my Master for the beautiful man that he was. His body was wonderful, seemingly built from iron. Now his "muscle" extended to it's full length, and was 2 inched above my head. I was so scared. How could I pleasure my Master now? He smiled at me as a warm drop of his precum descended down his muscle. He said to me "lick that precum from my dick Rosalyn..". "Yes Sir!" I moaned as i pressed my lips into his "dick" and covered my lips and cheeks in his cream. It was so sweet and yummy, and I loved every bit..but there was more...

We played this game for well over an hour. He mounted me..I mounted him back..I bent over so he could come from behind..I had my legs behind my head so he could smack his "dick" against my inside parts..called a "pussy". I lay on my back as he asked me if I am ready for his cum. "There is more?" I thought. He removed my wig which was covered in our perspiration. He began to stroke his member fast. I watched as his hand moved up and down, his thumb crossing over the tip of his dick as he moaned my name "Rosalyn!!"

I smiled as I watched a steaming white stream of cum spray from his dick and coat my pretty face, neck, tits, and tummy. I kept smiling and swallowed all that i could as he sprayed more on me, rubbing his member all over my face. "Mmmmm" I moaned as the sweet taste of his cream coated and bathed me. He looked down and I kept smiling. He loved that. I could tell I had made my Master very happy. And in so doing, he had rewarded me with a hot cum shower. He smiled and came down, sharing the sweet dessert with me until my body was all clean. That was just the first day..