Firstly, let’s look at how amazing his ass is. Let’s just take a moment out of our day to appreciate what a fantastic ass he has and how good it looks in a tight, black skirt.
Moving on…
Yesterday morning, after an amazing night of orgasms, I got pretty horny from thinking about the…
You want to cum, don’t you baby. Every moment, you think you’ve had more than you can stand, and yet I somehow continue to add even more to your arousal. Taking you to the very edge, then holding you there… teasing you, whispering stories in your ear that suggest what might be coming next… or might not be.
So close.
One lick from my warm, soft tongue, looking up into your eyes, would be enough to bring your entire body down in a full-body orgasm, every last muscle pulling together to wrack you blissfully hard. The tip of my cock, stretching your opening just a tiny bit, would put you over the edge, and in the avalanche, I’d feel your spasming pussy clench me wildly, kissing the tip of my cock over and over again in a frenzy. Whatever I decide to do to you next, no matter how outlandish, how new and different, or no matter how ordinary — like warm, brackish water to the lips of someone who has just crossed the desert, whatever I choose to give you will be the best sex you’ve ever had. You will love it.
So. Close.
You lost the ability to form coherent sentences several minutes ago. Your wetness is almost unbelievable, spread thickly over your mound, your thighs, everywhere… and still it issues forth visibly from you like a fountain. Your pussy aches terribly for release. Not just your pussy… your entire body, every muscle, straining to wrest control back from me, to pull loose from your restraints and give yourself what you so desperately need like the air you breathe.
Nuh-uh, baby.
Not. Yet.
Dear Lord… it has been a long while.
As every woman should be touched!
Oh my.
“This is your fantasy? We just masturbate?”
“Not exactly… uh… we do this for like an hour, but we don’t cum.”
“Then what?”
“Then we get dressed and make out.”
“Ah, ok. That’s kinda kinky. I get it.”
“Maybe, maybe not. I want you to get close. So close you can’t stand it. But don’t go over.”
“Ahh. I don’t know if I can do that. When I get close I can’t make myself stop…”
“Sure you can. It’s hard. The harder it is, the more it will turn me on. Look, you said anything I want… I want this.”
“Ok, ok. But you can’t come either then.”
“Didn’t plan to. I want it to almost hurt. I want to be desperate, and the more we suffer, the more turned on I’ll get. You can do it. I’ll make it up to you when it’s your turn tomorrow.”
“Oh, so you mean to drive me crazy and we don’t cum at all today? ! “
“Uh. Uh huh. Oh god.”
“Oh, and just the thought is driving you crazy already?”
“Yes!”
“Ok. Oh I’m so wet now. Ok. You should know before hand then. Tomorrow, I’m going to tie you up. I’m going to sit on your face, and I’m going to cum, and I’m not going to let you.”
“Oh. Oh.” The poor girl had to stop immediately.
“Ok. Here I go.” She started in earnest, flicking and rubbing frantically. Then she stopped. “Oh. So close. So close. Oh.”
“Uh. What did I get myself into? This might be too much.”
“No, you love this. Ok, let’s get really close together this time.”
“I’m already close!”
“Then go slow. Here we go.”
yes sir.: Disobedience
I had a little fantasy floating around my head today that I told Sir… I’m all too giddy not to share. I’d love to live this one through.
You order me to get on your bed, so I jump up and curl up into a ball at the foot of your bed. You sit at the head of the bed, and quietly say, “Kitten,…
yes sir.: Deprived – Part 2
I become even more attuned to the pounding of my heart resonating in my ears – every couple thumps sounded out, and it felt like the minutes dragged on for years. Finally, I felt a cold, slimy touch between my pussy lips. A tongue, previously doused in ice, no doubt, was feeling its way around my…
Nice and Slow
‘No, kitten, just sit there,’ you say, sitting back on the balls of your feet, opposite me. I had made to nuzzle the crotch of your jeans, as I always do when I want to suck, but you pushed me gently back by the shoulders. ‘I want to watch you. Sit back, sit straight, like that. Perfect.’
I sat, crosslegged, with the most innocent look I could muster on my face. Still fully clothed, I had no idea what he wanted from me. Surely I don’t look… pleasurable, just like this?
‘My wonderful, adorable little kitten,’ he sighed, shifting to one side and leaning back against the wall. You had both legs slightly ajar, and I couldn’t help but stare at the point in your jeans where I knew your dick would be; I wanted desperately to toy with you, to get you hard.
‘I wanna play,’ I whined, but you shook your head.
Random Tidbits: Double feature
The theater’s lights dimmed and I nervously pulled at my dress, inhaling sharply, a moan escaped my lips and I nervously glanced at him anticipating him to be angry. Instead he smiled and looked at me. His smile turned into a cold stare and he demanded: “Lift up your dress. I want to check if you…
amberwine: Nicely Flayed
“Please, Master, please hurt this cunt,” my plea left my lips, sounding more squeaky than sexy.
Master raised an eyebrow. “What did you say, cunt?”
“Please hurt this cunt,” I reply, my voice slightly louder and steadier, seemingly peppered with false courage.
What was I doing? My mind was…
It’s time to check how your pussy is doing.
Were you a good girl today at work and do all your edges like you were supposed to?
That’s my good girl, I knew you would do them for me. Unfortunately, I don’t think your pussy is quite ready yet. We’ll do some more work on it tonight and you can repeat the edges for me tomorrow. Together, we’ll get your little clit so desperate to cum that you’ll finally be ready.
For what? I can’t tell you that, my dear. It’s a surprise. But trust me, it’s going to be worth it.
In this moment, she is nothing but a helpless exhibition of lust.
The show had been a hit for the night, the audience all applauding at every expected moment, yet the erotic dancing and the simulated displays of passion were all merely a warm up for the main act.
After an evening of enjoyable yet light entertainment, the audience were anticipating what they had been truly waiting for, ready for the curtains to open once more for the final show.
Silence descended over the room as the curtains opened, revealing the nameless starlet, hanging helplessly and exposed to the female teaser standing beside her, ready to give the crowd what they wanted; a wet, tantalising heat seemed to radiate from the stage as the teaser wordlessly began her work.
The audience sat in silence, appreciating the beauty before them, each devouring the visual splendour, soothed with the delicious whimpers of arousal drifting through the room like the softest notes of music ever played. The starlet could not stop herself from whimpering and moaning with pleasure while the silence of the audience, locked in awed concentration, seemed to amplify the sound of every wet slap to her pussy. Every stroke and teasing touch made her shiver in need for more, yet she knew that the teaser was not here to give her such relief; the audience was here to see much more.
The teaser knew just when to hold back and just when to push a little further, just when to nibble the girl’s pussy lips and just when to push forward and suck on her clitoris hard. The only time the audience made any noise was when murmurs of appreciation spread amongst them once the starlet began to beg.This is exactly what the audience had come to see, desire at its rawest, at its purest, at its most intense.
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