After Dinner Plans

Petticoat Diva Jo 

Image originally published on Instagram and used with permission.

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Here I thought my writing was going to take off again and I went directly into another down/blank/no-words length of time.  🙁

It’s like my life around me just zapped it all right out of me.  I have been researching, reading and listening to other things so much it was as if all my own words had left me for a bit. 

So, we start back with short stories and go from there!

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He walks in on her as she is finishing getting dressed in the leather outfit she bought to wear for him.  Short black flared skirt, black corset to match, leather jacket, stockings with suspenders and heals, and she turns around pulling up the skirt to show her black thongs.

“You like, Daddy?” She asks as she twirls around for the skirt to swirl out for him. 

“You look completely edible baby girl,” he says with a smile, lust brimming in his eyes and a bulge building in his trousers. He walks slowly over to her, reaches around and grabs her hair in one swift move and says, “And do you know what I want to do to you now?”

She swallows hard as he holds her head back by her hair, and cuts her eyes over to his.

“No, Daddy, what do you want to do?”

“Daddy wants to throw his baby girl over the side of the bed, ass up in the air and give her a good girl spanking to begin with.  Using all her favorite implements to get her all hot, wet and red.” Leading her slowly over to the bed as he says this and continues to hold her in the same position.  

“Then Daddy wants to rip off those flimsy thongs and enjoy his kitten’s pussy and the delectable taste of her.  Bringing her to the edge and stopping.” He says this while running his other hand over her mound.  Pulling a whimper from her with his fondling.

“I want to take you with my cock from behind and fuck your beautiful cunt until you beg to come.” Running his hand from her mound, around her hip to her backside. He grabs a hand full, one cheek then the other, squeezing and slapping each one.

“Having you on the edge again, move to your ass and pound you there with a toy in your pussy to make you full, and fuck you until we both come.”  He says, with a growl in her ear and she moans.  “And do it again.  Until we are exhausted and can’t any more.  Not wanting to even move from where we are connected still.” 

He turns her to face him and slowly releases her hair, brushing it out with his fingers.    

“Even though Daddy is rock hard for you, we are going to dinner, so it has to wait.  We don’t want to be late meeting our friends.  Once we are back, you better believe I will play out each thing I said to you.”

She lets out a long breath, “Oh yes, please!”

He takes something from his pocket and hands it to her.  “Go slide this in your perfect ass, Kitten.  I want to see you squirm a bit while we are at dinner.  And I know how wet it makes you.”

She giggles and takes the butt plug as she moves to the bathroom to do as he says.  He swats her bottom as she passes.  “Quickly.  We mustn’t keep our friends waiting.”

Voyeuristic Indulgence

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*Pic from Pixabay

I have been struggling of late in my writing.  I miss it but it is as if the words will not flow.  I start typing and then nothing.  Nothing comes out right.  Nothing makes sense.  Nothing has the flow.  Ugh!

So I am trying this once again….

Hold on tight cause here we go!

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My apartment is so hot.  Because of this, I lay on top of my sheets, naked.  Have the window open and the fan going above me, blowing cool air on my sweat-covered body.  Tossing and turning trying to get cool and sleepy.  I have a busy day tomorrow and need to get to sleep but it eludes me.  

I listen to the night sounds of the apartment complex and it’s surroundings.  A dog barking in the distance, a fox or some other animal digging in one of the bins, a cat meowing to get in to its home.  But, wait, what is that other sound I hear?  Far away moaning?  Surely not outside, right where anyone from the building can see and hear them.   It sure sounds like it though.

Sliding off the bed I walk to the window to see if I can find the body this moaning comes from.  I look around the ground, about 12 feet below my window, but nothing to be seen.  Now it sounds to be on the same level as where I stand.  There are several other windows open in our building.  So now to determine where this sexy sound is coming from.  

My neighbors next door are away on holiday for the week, so not them.  The good looking guy just across the way went to bed early after I saw him strip down, climb in bed and turn off the lights.  Jess, my friend that lives two doors down to the left of him, is out with her boyfriend and most likely staying with him for the night.  

Then I spot movement in the apartment two down on the right from good looking guy.  Hearing more moaning, I look intently at the window and see two figures moving around near the window.  Pulling clothes off each other and groping one another.  Tall, dark muscular guy pulls the dress over the gal’s head and quickly removes the bra.  Shorter, nicely shaped blonde gal already has stripped his shirt and trousers off.  It’s like watching my own personal sex movie.  He turns her around in one move and throws his body against hers, pushing her to the window.  Biting her neck and earlobes, he reaches around kneading her breast in one hand as the other hand slides down to her mound.  She holds on to the window frame leaning back into him.

I catch my breath, knowing I should move away from the window and give them privacy, yet I am spell bound, watching and listening.  Reaching slowly down with my own hand, I slide my fingers to my folds, feeling the building wetness as my body reacts to what I see and hear.  

Piercing her with his cock he is now pounding her against the window as they both moan and groan with their pleasure.  They are so lost in one another they don’t think to worry about anyone seeing or hearing them.  Or even care that someone might.  Their lust for one another has taken them to a place they need to be fulfilled.  

I feel the pleasure of my own making rising.  Moaning, I quickly look to see if they hear or see me.  No, they are too lost in their moment.  

The intensity now escalating, their moans getting louder and she squeals as she releases.  He reaches around and plays with her clit, bringing her back up quickly, as they reach their climax together.  I turn my head into the room and moan as my orgasm hits me at the same time. 

Catching my breath, I look back their way to see if they are still there.  She has turned around, and they are kissing as he pulls her into the room away from the window.  I take another deep breath and giggle at myself for that bit of voyeuristic indulgence.   Looking around, I try to see if anyone else possibly saw me or them. 

As I pass over good looking guy’s window, I see a movement and he steps forward.  Naked, slim, muscular body, hand around his cock, smile on his face and he blows me a kiss.  We smile a conspiratorial smile and retreat back into our rooms for the night.  

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The Scene

*Missy of Focused and Filthy shares this picture originally published as The Paddle and used with permission.

Misty was so new to all the BDSM scene that her Dom, Max, did not want to start her off in a live scene in front of everyone without letting her watch a few and see what she thought about the public room.  He decided to have her watch a couple of scenes before they did a scene themselves.  They agreed that together they would watch until she felt comfortable and then they would do their own.  

Max had her dress in corset, knickers, holdups, and heels and placed a collar on her prior to wrapping her in a light cape.  He himself wore leather trousers and vest with leather boots.  

After meeting the owner of the club, they made their way to the open room and sat on a couple of chairs where they could take in the scenes being played in front of them.  

There were so many going at the same time.  Sub on a spanking bench, tied to it and being spanked and played with.  Another sub on a St. Andrew’s cross, cock cage and gag in mouth as his Domme flogged him.  But the one that held her attention and had her entranced was the sub by the wall.  She had just knelt down, placed a long paddle behind her and was waiting for her Dom to begin with instructions.  They began their scene silently.  Misty did not take her eyes off of them.  The Dom had her stand and place her hands on the wall she had been kneeling by.  Pushing her bum out for him.  He proceeded to pat her cheeks softly and quickly with his hand as he held the paddle in the other hand. Misty was completely mesmerized and felt she was the one getting the peppering on her cheeks.  

Once the sub’s bum was nicely pink and warm her Dom pushed up her knickers to bare her bottom better and began to tap her with the paddle.  Lightly at first, covering her whole derrière.  He built up to the point she was gasping and Misty found herself gasping in unison with the sub.  The sub was becoming wet, as the Dom reached down between her legs and pulled his fingers away glistening.  He had her stand upright from the wall, hooked the cuffs she had around her wrists to the hoop that dangled from the ceiling, had her face the wall again and he continued paddling her bottom.  The longer he paddled, the redder her bum became, and the more she moaned and cried out at each passing blow.  

He then switched the paddle for a couple of floggers and began doing a figure eight type move on her and she groaned and moaned. He put more pressure on the hits as they passed over her, the more she caught her breath with the weight of each blow.  And with each hit Misty realized she mimicked everything the sub did.  Every groan, every moan, every cry out in pleasure and pain.  But why?  It wasn’t her that this was happening to. 

But wait! She opened her eyes she had closed this whole time and realized SHE was the one this was happening to.  SHE was the one experiencing this and reacting to it all.  It was not another sub! It was her and her Dom, Max.  She had put herself out of the scene and was watching herself and Max in this scene.   And oh what a scene! She had wanted to do a public scene like this but had been worried about doing so.  Max had offered her a solution.

Since she wanted to do a public scene but felt shy in doing so, he recommended she close her eyes and envision it was another sub and Dom playing the scene and she was watching it all.  She was surprised at how well it had worked and how lost in the scene she had been that she had totally forgotten they were in a public play room, and had focused completely on the scene and her Dom.  Now she understood what she had read about, being so focused on each other, the rest of the room disappears.  

Max was taking her arms down from the hoop and was rubbing her arms and legs.  He wrapped her in a blanket and pulled her into his arms, lifted her up and carried her to a love seat by the wall.  He gave her water to drink and said lovely things to her, like “good girl” and “I’m so proud of you” and “you did so good.”  She snuggled into his arms and just melted into him.  

They definitely had to do this again!

Wide Open

 The Barefoot Sub has given Kayla this gorgeous picture for us to use as our prompt this week, if we so choose.  

Image originally published as Basking…Sinfully and used with permission.

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[As I was too slow in getting this in by a few minutes (that’s what I get for not being quite happy with it), and being my first story since I have been away for a while, I will share it here even though I could not link it into #MasturbationMonday.  (Very short story.)  I hope you like. 🙂 ]

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The feeling of being totally exposed.  Wide open, completely naked, in an absolutely wide open space.  Tied that way, on top of a rock.  No one around, but if there were others, they would not miss her.  She is right there for all to see.  Surrounded by other hill tops. One of the reasons they like to come here.  It is open, yet away from others.  They can fulfill their fantasies and kink without worries of people coming upon them.  

This game of wolf and prey is one of their favorites.  

Looking back to where he went into the woods, watching to see if he will come out the same way.  Excited and on edge.  She can’t move or go anywhere.  Completely at his mercy.  

Continuing to watch and listen.  Hearing every little rustle and branch-popping sound.  

Suddenly he is on top of her and she can’t move. He is growling and groping her breasts and mound.  She is wreathing under him.  It is a primal dance they are performing and it is hot!  He works her to a point that she is begging him to fuck her hard, to just take her.  Yet he continues to work her up to the point she is almost screaming for release.  He releases the rope holding her legs so that he can get to her pussy more freely.  He takes her with his tongue and mouth.  She still cannot move her upper body and she is begging to have his cock in her mouth.  

Yet, he does not.  He plunges his cock into her cunt and takes it hard.  The primal need to take her overtakes all other needs.  She screams out in pleasure and comes as soon as he starts and as he continues her body does not take long to build back up to that point again. 

They come together, in a scream and roar. 

Slowly coming down from that high, he unties the rest of her body and holds her quietly to him on top of that rock and they nap in the warm sun for a while.  

My Own Sexy Ménage à Trios

*Picture is from the beautiful Marie Rebelle of Rebel’s Notes

It’s very quiet over here, like I am home alone. But I’m not…

My roomies are here.  Both in their shorts and t-shirts.  Bo, with brown hair, all six feet, three inches of bronze body and works out to get himself so toned.  Tim on the other hand, plays sports, so, solid six feet, athletic physique and blonde.  All the girls fall for him.  Playing their game, headphones on, being all macho and totally focused on beating one another.  I could be doing anything and they wouldn’t even know.  

Maybe watching a sex video. Getting turned on and playing with my cunt. Getting completely naked right on the couch, playing with my nipples and making them stand at attention, my body needing more.  

Hmmm, sounds fun! Not my norm, but definitely a sexy daring idea.  

But, here I sit with my auburn hair up in a pony tail, work out pants and sports bra on.  I did some yoga this morning before coming in here to read and watch these guys in their quiet war.  I would be a complete klutz trying to get out of these pants easily.

‘There are other ways to enjoy myself,’ I think.  And although this book is really hot, I want visual.  I put down my book and pick up my tablet.  I look back at the guys and they are totally engrossed in their game.  

I find a great threesome video and start watching it.  It’s so real.  No fake noises or acting. I put myself in the girl’s place.  Imagine myself being the one with the two guys.  Being played with and enjoyed by them.  I have dreamed of it so often.  Who wouldn’t, living with two roommates like these guys to be around daily?   

I’m so horny it’s automatic that my hand slides down and into my pants.  Finding my folds. I caress them slowly with my fingers, sliding up and down and finding my clit at the top.  Circling and putting a little pressure on it. Feeling so good, I want more.  

Propping the tablet up on a pillow on the cushion beside me, I now have both hands available.  Glancing over at the guys, they are still playing but have slowed down.  I pause to watch a moment to make sure they are not stopping.  They banter back and forth a few minutes than continue on with their game.  

So I now ramp up my game.  Having both hands, one on my clit and the other finger fucking my pussy.   I’m so lost in my enjoyment and need that I have lost focus on the guys and don’t see that they have noticed me and have stopped playing their game to watch me at mine.  

My eyes closed now, not focused on the scene in front of me on the tablet, I don’t realize until I feel extra hands on the tips of my breasts that I am not alone any more.  My eyes open, startled to see Bo there, looking down at me.  Tim is kneeling beside me where my hands are.  

He looks back at me, blue eyes hot with desire, “Can we help?”

I hesitate.  Even though I have wanted this for so long, I was scared it would ruin our relationship as roomies, so I never pursued it.  

“This is something we have wanted with you, Jesse.  Please say yes,” Bo says, gorgeous brown eyes pleading.  

I nod and in a split second, pants and bra are off and gone.  The guys are naked and I am no longer watching the video, but experiencing my own sexy ménage à trois.

A Different Ethereal Encounter

Molly Moore has me thinking of a continuance of this story here.   It has my imagination going in many different ways! But this is where I am taking it for now:

Lena, being determined to know if she was dreaming or not, set off on the trail Matt took her on the day before.  He could not go with her so she made sure she set off early enough that she would have full daylight the whole time she is gone.  

It didn’t feel as long to reach the field as it did the day before, but she had a good idea today of where it was and where she was going.  Dressed in a skirt, comfortable t-shirt and trainers for shoes, she was able to move at a good pace.

As she steps clear of the trees and looks to the other side of the field, she sees what looks like a little girl sitting on a large mushroom-shaped rock.  In the sunlight she looks as if she is throwing off sparks of light.  Her long blonde hair in ringlets around her face and flowing all around her.  She looked so sweet there in her little blue costume, what looks like a fairy, and reading a book.  

Walking toward her a twig snaps under Lena’s foot, startling the girl.  Next thing she knows, the girl is up in the air floating by what looks like wings fluttering behind her.  Looking at Lena, the girl smiles and floats back down, picking up the book she had been reading.  

“You startled me, Lena!” she says.  

“You know me?” asked Lena wide-eyed.  

“Well, yes.  I helped get you home yesterday.”

“You did??”

“Of course!” she says smiling.

“And you are…?” 

“Serena.”

“Hi, Serena.  I apologize for startling you.  So I was here yesterday!”

“Oh yes! And Ainia said you would be back and to give you this book.  She says it will explain some things and also will help you find pleasure this afternoon.”

Serena hands the book to Lena.  Looking intently at the book as Serena says, “Enjoy!”, Lena looks back up to tell her thank you and Serena is gone.  

She runs around the field and back over to the rock but no sight of Serena.  She sits on the rock and looks at the ancient book.  Bound in leather the cover is beautifully made.  She opens it and sees there are images of similar creatures like Serena.  She turns the pages and there are descriptions of different beings that are supposed to be living in the forest as well.  And ways to please oneself and others.  

She begins reading one of these and finds she has slipped her hand down between her legs and under her skirt.  She slides the edge of her lace over to one side to run her fingers between her folds, finding her clit and playing with her cunt as she reads.  

Maybe its this place.  The field in the middle of these gorgeous trees, making her feel protected and safe.  The feeling of the sun warming her as well as the rock.  It takes no time that she feels her body quake and shiver.  She moans feeling her climax wash over her in waves.  She slowly closes the book and hugs it tight.  

Still feeling this is a dream, she walks slowly back to her car to take herself back home…for now.  

An Ethereal Erotic Encounter

LSB-Outdoors-820x450This image of Little Switch Bitch is absolutely ethereal!” (as Kayla Lords says)  Which gave me the wonderful idea for this story. <3

They have been on the trail all afternoon and Lena is getting hungry.  Matt grabs her hand and says, “Come on Lena, not much further now.  I hope we can see her.”  

“I wish you would explain what you mean, Matt.”

“I told you, it’s easier to show you than explain it to you.”

So they go a bit further until they step through to a field of wild flowers and trees blooming around it.  

It is breathtakingly beautiful and Lena stops in her tracks to just gawk at the view.  

Matt turns to her and says, “Now we wait.”

Moving to the edge of the field, he takes off his back pack, pulling out a cloth, spreading it on the ground and has Lena sit down.  He then pulls out two cups, water for them both with some snacks to munch on.  As he sits, Lena looks at him curiously and then at the surroundings. 

They sit comfortably for a while, leaning on a tree trunk admiring their surroundings.  

Feeling a bit hazy, it takes Lena a moment to realize Matt is tapping her arm.  She looks at him and he is pointing to the left and looking the same way.  She turns to see what he sees and opens her mouth, which Matt covers to make sure she is quiet.  

A woman with beautiful red hair swept up on top of her head walks onto the field, completely naked. An amazing sight.  All smooth curves of creamy ivory skin.  She is moving purposefully to the opposite area from where they sit.  

The couple watch her progress, entranced.  

A voice is heard through the air, “Matthew bring her to me.”

Matt rises to Lena’s surprise and he reaches for her, pulling her to her feet.  He guides Lena over to where the woman stands, reaching to touch the leaves above her head.  As she moves her hand back down, she turns to them, her bright green eyes taking them both in.

“What a pleasure to see you, Lena.  Matthew has told me all about you. Please do not be afraid.  You will come to no harm.”

Lena blinks at this woman’s ethereal beauty.  “I believe you,” she says quietly.

“Wonderful.  Come, we will sit among the wild flowers.” And she guides them to a spot in the middle of the field.  

They all sit there.  The woman on one side of Lena and Matt on the other.  Lena sees, hears and feels everything, yet she can’t seem to utter another word nor control what happens next. 

As Matt helps the woman undress Lena and Matt undresses himself, Lena is caught up in the sensations she feels as things occur.  

“My name is Ainia, Lena.  I want to give and take pleasure with you.  Is that okay?”

Lena nods slowly, feeling a shiver of longing go through her body.  

“Oh good.  Matthew and I are going to please you and then we shall all do so for each other.”

As she says this she is touching Lena on her perky taught nipples and leans in to nip at them with her teeth ever so gently.  This brings moans of pleasure from Lena.  She then moves her hands down Lena’s tummy, over to her hips and down to her thighs.  Matt pushes Lena down gently to the ground where she is laying on soft thick grass and flowers.  

He kisses her gently on the mouth, chin and neck, stopping to nibble at her sensitive spot just there.  She feels Ainia spreading her legs to get to her mound easily and feels her licking her puckered lips that are swollen from the blood rushing to them in anticipation.  Matt has moved down to her nipples and is sucking one and then the other as Ainia is working her clit and has two fingers sliding in and out of her cunt slowly and rhythmically.

It’s not long before she feels her strong release. 

She gets lost in their ethereal erotic encounter. 

Lena wakes in her bed, naked and well rested.  

Was that real or just a dream? Where is Matt?  What really happened?  Will she ever know?  She must find out!

 

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The Thing She Loves

Masturbation Monday week 239 prompt by Mx Nillin -- image of their cock with multiple hands touching itMx Nillin was willing to submit their image to be used for Masturbation Monday!

One thing she does love.  She loves giving Sir pleasure.  As soon as he is home and settled in his chair, she comes over to him, kneels in front of him and says, “May I, Sir?”

He nods and she moves his zipper ever so slowly down.  Anticipating the joy they will both get from this.  Sliding his trousers past his hips, placing one hand around his shaft and one under his sack. Guiding her tongue around the tip, licking down one side and up the other.  

Placing his head back on the chair, she knows she is doing it the way he likes.  He then moans as she takes him in her mouth, just ever so slightly and then back out, kissing the tip.  

This time a little deeper, moving her tongue around his hard cock.  Each time she carries him inward, taking more of him.  She gags but continues.  He steadily moves his hand behind her head to guide her to the rhythm he needs.  Letting him take over, she relaxes to get hold of more of him as he requires. 

Tears streaming down her face.  Releasing down her throat with a sigh.  He is clean as he pulls out.  Moving the hair from her face gently, he smiles at her. 

“Come darling, its your turn.”

She smiles broadly, knowing this is the other thing she loves so very much.

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Unforgettable Weekend

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*Per Kayla Lords :  “Eye or Clear Eyed Girl or Masterseye (she’s all three in my head at this point) and I have a strange thing where we see each other at Eroticon, wave and say we need to actually chat, and then never do. Hopefully, as you’re seeing this, we’re thisclose to breaking that streak and having a lovely chat while at Eroticon. I am so happy she submitted her image to be a prompt for Masturbation Monday, and this one certainly has multiple stories to tell!

Image originally published as Sunday morning coming down and used with permission.”*

Stacy falls onto the bed as they walk into the room.  She and Matt had enjoyed a wonderful evening out, walking in the park followed by a lovely dinner at their favorite restaurant.  Now they have reached their hotel room and she is excited at the next round of pleasure that has been promised.

She turns and looks up at him as he stands behind her.  He bends over and kisses her softly and then moves up and kisses her forehead.  

“Okay darling, off you go.  I would like to see you in the new lingerie I bought for you the other day.”

She bounces off the bed, excited at the prospect of what is to come.  

As she grabs her things and heads to the bathroom to prepare herself, he walks over to the table where he has a bottle of champagne, strawberries and chocolates set up.  He pours them each a glass, then relaxes in the chair beside the table and waits.

As Stacy walks into the room, he signals for her to come to him.  She walks over and stops in front of him in her sexy new lingerie.  The black lace of the slip, thin and delicate, falling softly over her skin and the black thongs that match, showing easily through the lace.  She has also, to his delight, added some black stockings and her black heels.  He has her turn for him, walk to the wall and back, admiring her gorgeous body.  

His appreciation shows by the bulge in his slacks, which Stacy sees as she looks down to his lap.  In response, she turns her back to him and leans over, touching her toes.  He reaches and pops her bum, on each cheek and tells her to stand.  He pulls her to his lap and she falls into him.  She encircles him with her arms and they kiss.  

“You are a cheeky minx,” he says as he smiles at her.  He takes the two glasses of champagne, handing her one and says, “To the rest of our unforgettable weekend,” and they clink glasses in toast.  

Once they have taken a few sips, he reaches over, places his glass down and picks up a strawberry, feeding it to her and finishing off what she doesn’t eat.  

He takes her glass, places it beside his and stands with her, landing her on her feet.  

“Go kneel on the bed sexy,” as he pops her once again on her arse.  

She steps over to the bed and kneels on all fours with her bottom facing him.  

“That’s it, my Kitten. Now, have you been a good girl?”

“Oh, yes Sir,” she says.

“You think so, do you?” 

“Yes Sir.”

“Well you are right my darling.  And we will do a good girl spanking before I enjoy your body.”

She shivers and says, “Yes Sir!”

He begins peppering her bum with spanks with his hand. Once there is a nice warm glow and beautiful pink hue to her cheeks, he moves to the crop that is sitting on the table beside him.  

He covers her round globes, back of her thighs and even her swelling pussy before pausing to reach in and touch her quickly dampening cunt.  

“One more implement darling. Which would you prefer? The leather paddle, leather flogger or Lolly paddle?” he asked.  

“The leather paddle please,” she responds quickly.  One of her favorite implements, and even though it is sharp in pops it is also thud-worthy in areas, and is an implement that she both loves and hates.  

“You got it and we will do twenty.  Ten on each area, agree?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good girl.” 

He begins by doing ten on one cheek and then the next.  As soon as he gets to ten on that one he says, “Oh, fuck it!” Throws the paddle to the side, strips off his trousers in one movement and his rock hard, aching cock dives in to her pussy, taking their unforgettable weekend to a whole new level of pleasure. 

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Sleepy Pleasure

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Walking into the room and seeing her man laying on the bed, stripped bare and sound asleep, she stops and just soaks the sight of him in.   Laying on his back, left leg straight, right leg bent at the knee with his right foot tucked up beside the left leg.  His left hand resting on his chest and his right arm stretched out beside his body.  She watches as his chest moves slowly with his breathing.  Then her eyes travel down his beautiful body, muscles relaxed and his cock, oh that wonderful cock of his, standing proud.

She licks her lips, walks over to the bed and oh so lightly trails her fingers down his arm, chest, hip and legs; down one side and up the other, stopping at his gorgeous piece of manhood she loves to enjoy.  Her fingers make a circle around his girth and she cannot stop herself now.  She walks to the other side of the bed, slips her dress over her head dropping it to the floor, leaving on her bra and knickers.  Sliding onto the bed beside him and reaching for the object of her desire.

Moving her fingers softly at first up and down the shaft and then around the ridge of the head.  There is a slow moan that escapes from his breathing.  With the sound of his pleasure it pushes her on for more.  She leans in and licks the head, rolling her tongue around the tip.  Leisurely taking in the wonderful taste of him.  Lovingly stroking him with her mouth and hand.  Steadily working up to a pace to slowly wake him to the joys she is giving to him.

As she takes her time to bring it to a slightly faster rhythm, she hears his ragged breathing with his slow waking to the pleasure he feels.  Sliding her mouth up and down his swelling cock, she is getting lost in the sensations in giving him this, and is feeling herself as she realizes her own wetness is seeping out between her thighs.

Feeling his hips beginning to move to her rhythm, she takes him deeper.  His hands slide to her head and dive in to her hair, holding her there and guiding her to what he wants and needs.  She chokes and sputters but does not stop, giving him her all.  He finally gives her what she wants and as his release coats her throat she takes it and swallows, not leaving a drop.  She then slides off of him, looks up to his sleepy lust filled eyes and smiles.

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