Sensual Feelings

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Blindfolded and naked, but for the rope on parts of her body, Kelly moves, feeling the restraints and how tight they are.  Tight enough to not get out of them but loose enough to not hurt, nor cut off circulation.  She is in her own little world as her rope Dom continues with his work.  Lost in the sensual feeling of the rope as it slides over her legs and body.  Every once in a while he will ask if she is okay and if the rope is comfortable in certain places along her body.  She responds and they continue on in this rhythm, flowing to the calming music floating through the speaker system.

Once he is happy with his work, he has her lay on the bed just as she is. 

She then feels the tapping of a crop starting at her feet and working up her legs to her hips and mound.  Tapping in this area for a few beats before moving on to her breasts and the nipples that have formed hard beads for the stimulation that is affecting them.  

Pat, pat, patting each one around the areola and then Pop right on the tip.  Her gasps filling the room.

Shivers run over her skin and down her spine as a prickly wheel moves slowly down her shoulders, moving over the slope of her breasts.  Each nipple sensitive to the touch after the crop’s onslaught.  She moans.  It continues on past her stomach and down to her mound and the lips of her pussy.  Gasping again, her tummy goes in with the exhale of breath and another shiver.  

Another pause and she listens intently to determine what his next move might be. 

Soft suede tassels moving up her legs softly and in a cadence, lulling her to a trance-like state.  Moving up and down her body.  A few moments of pressure changing to a butterfly touch.  Her body almost moving with the flogger as it passes over her.  

Now the softest of touches from his fingers and his lips.  She is lost in their world and responds to every sensitive spot he kisses, bites or licks.  Her senses so heightened that she almost immediately reaches orgasm as his tongue and fingers take her there in an instant.  And then again a few minutes after.  

He slowly loosens the rope and releases her of her bonds, rubbing each area softly.  All but her arms and hands.  He lifts them above her head, tying them to the head of the bed as he crawls over her and takes her.  Their emotions strong and matched.  They explode together, crying out their pleasure.  Tears springing to her eyes with the intensity of it all as he unties her arms and hands, removes the blindfold and just holds her.  They lay there together for a while as their bodies relax into each other and fall into a light sleep.  

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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.  

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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One Of Those Stormy Days

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There are days Susie doesn’t feel submissive at all.  This is one of those days.  No matter what Daddy tells her she wants to go against it.  Something has been brewing in her for the past few days and she doesn’t know what.  She is frustrated and emotional.  

Today when Daddy gets home from work he tells her he is going to sit and read the paper while she finishes up in the kitchen.  She stops what she is doing and just watches as he comes over, gives her a kiss on the cheek and then moves on to the living room and sits in his favorite chair to read.  

This hits her wrong and she is steaming inside as she cleans up her mess from preparing dinner and getting things on the table.  By the time everything is ready she is livid, feeling he doesn’t care how she is or if she wants some time with him.  He is too worried about reading the paper and relaxing.  

“You know, Daddy, it would be nice if you came in here to talk to me while I finish up. I would like some of your time since I haven’t seen you all day.  But instead, you feel you would rather read the paper and be away from me.” She says heatedly, not thinking of how she sounds having worked herself up to this explosion internally.  

He looks at her, says nothing, looks back down at the paper and continues reading what is in front of him.  She wants to scream but sees it probably won’t do anything to make him move.  Yet, she can’t help what comes out next.  

“Fine! Dinner is ready.  I am going to the room.” And she flounces off to the bedroom and sits on the bed in a huff, folding her arms across her chest like a child that has been scolded and giving her best pout. 

She waits, listening intently to hear if he is following her to the room.  Nothing.  She places her hands on both sides of her legs on the bed and holds the covers in her grip.  Listening.  Still nothing.  

In another huff, she pushes herself off the bed and peaks out the door and down the hall to see if he is there.  Nope, not there.  She walks back into the room, paces the floor and then takes a deep breath.  She turns and walks back to the kitchen.  

He is still in his chair, reading the newspaper.  

She walks over to him, kneels in front of him, places a hand on his knee and says, “I’m sorry, Daddy, I don’t know where that came from.  Please forgive me.  I guess I just want your attention.”

He finally looks down at her, folds the paper and places it on the table beside his chair. 
“There are other ways to get my attention Kitten.  If you wanted me in there with you to talk, all you had to do was ask.”

“Yes, Sir, I know you are right.”

“So what do we do about it now?” he asked.

“Discipline spanking Daddy?”  

“Yes, but I believe we will wait until after dinner.  Let you think about it a bit more.  Have your corner time and then the spanking before bed.  Agree?”

“Yes, Daddy, I agree.”  She hung her head.

“Well, lead the way then Kitten.  We don’t want the fine dinner you cooked to go cold.”  He takes her hands and stands, pulling her up with him.

They move to the kitchen table and she is anxious, but a bit calmer now. Damn! Why does her emotions have to take control sometimes and get her in trouble like that?! Will she ever learn? If it gets her the spanking she needs, maybe not! 

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*Pic from Pixabay

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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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Magic Moments – Flash Friday – #friflash

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As she stands looking up at the beautiful picture of the dancing girl, she is taken back to that lovely happy spring day…. 

Walking down the winding road beside the shops, they stop to watch the beautiful Flamenco dancers.  Mesmerized as the colorful dresses swirl around with the beautiful movements of their routines.  The music fills the air and her body, pushing her to sway along. 

Later in their room, she turns on the same music to listen to as Daddy lays on the bed, naked and ready for her.  He watches her moving to the rhythm as she slowly removes her clothes.  Slipping the red blouse over her head, dropping it to the floor.  Sliding her red, white and black skirt down, shimmies it over her hips and down her legs to fan out around her feet.  Stepping over, careful not to catch her heels in the fabric, she moves to the bed beside him in her black bra, suspenders and stockings.  

Stopping a foot away from where he waits, she unhooks the bra and slides it down her arms to drop below her.  Now in nothing but suspenders, stockings and heels, she climbs, feline-like over to him, touching his hard, swelling cock that is standing proud for her.  Moving her fingers up and down to the sounds of the music.  He closes his eyes letting her take the reins for now, enjoying the feeling of her.  As her lips and tongue take over from her exquisite fingers, he moans his pleasure.  

It’s not long before he cannot take any more and he seizes her.  As they move to their own rhythm, matching the music.  Making the magic of this moment together live on in their memories.  

…What a wonderful moment to remember from a lovely picture.  Maybe she will get that outfit out and remind him tonight.  

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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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Luck of the Draw

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Stopping in front of one of those old fortune-teller machines to check it out, he smiles and looks at me.  “Want to see where you rate in love?” He says among the loud noise of the crowd at the fair.

“Not really.” I said.

“Oh come on, I dare you!”

“Okay fine, but these things never work right.  It’s the luck of the draw to what it tells you.”

“Okay, here, try your luck and see what it foretells.”  He hands me a coin.  I place it in the slot and I hold the lever as the light goes up and down and finally stops.

“You are both Naughty but Nice AND Smoldering! What??!?”  He is grinning from ear to ear with laughter in his eyes.

“That’s not supposed to light up but one thing.”

“Well it obviously knows where you are on this meter!” He says as he comes up behind me and wraps me in his arms. “Now let’s go home so that you can show me.”

“And you know I will!” I say as I turn to him and we kiss.  He grabs my bum as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling me up to clasp my legs around his waist.  We catch our breath, unwind from one another and move to head through the cluster of people to the car.

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