8.18.2016: Angel

Angel was ready, spread. I’d flogged her until she was nice and tender. The whimpering was a side effect of a submissive in a good place at the right time. Not much of reality registered for her. Being prone to her drifting off into a surreal place, meant that I was better equipped for this sort of thing and I knew how to make it count.

Angel was primed and ready for a good fuck and that’s exactly what she was going to get. I teased her mouth with mine until she returned my kisses with the enthusiasm of a wanton girl. Her nipples were painfully decorated with clothes pins and so was her clit. It was time to relieve her of some of the tension coursing through her body.

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Freeing her ankles, I disrobed and lifted her legs around my waist. She was positioned perfectly for me to thrust inside her, so… I did. A deep sigh left her lips and her eyes lost focus once again.

“Stay with me…” I urged.

“I’m trying.” She breathed.

I moved inside of her building speed with my pace. Angel was hot, wet, and tight around me just like I wanted. Her cunt muscles clenched and spasmed as I rode her hard.

“Yes, please!” She screamed.

“Not yet my girl, hold on a bit longer.”

I watched her fists as they tightened around the chains holding her upright. She suffered in blissful silence holding on to something she couldn’t control. The orgasm at bay would be more than her fragile state could handle. The thought alone was a delicious reward.

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“Please!” Angel cried.

“No darling girl. I’m not ready to put you out of your misery. Suffer for me. Give me your pain and tears.” I watched as the tears continued pouring from her eyes as she shook the chains begging for strength.

The Sadist was alert and ready to strike. I gripped her ass and she hissed. She shook her head silently communicating to a force that couldn’t hear her pleas. Chuckling, I leaned down and licked her nipples that were sensitive and begging to be freed from the clothes pins. Wetness covered my shaft and thighs, letting me know just how much she was enjoying herself. The grip of her legs was tight and steady so I let her go of her ass and removed both clothespins from her nipples. The silent screams persisted as her body succumbed to my will. Trembling, she fought to hold on to her sanity but her face contorted as the first release rushed at her and exploded.

She continued begging for mercy while I sought refuge inside her. I’d enjoyed her every reaction to my action. Before the sensations calmed I gripped her ass again waking yet another orgasm.

“Please no!”

I grunted falling under the spell of us. I was hyper aware of every move. Her needs were the air I breathed. I needed her just as much as she needed me. Only I could take her to these heights. She was my angel and she knew it. She was so close to drifting away that every move had to be planned, calculated if I wanted her to fly at just the right moment.

I kissed her and she leaned into it with her all. Her lips moved lazily as if she were drunk. The delayed response created a hunger from being teased. Pulling away from her mouth, I moved to her ear. I growled at how wonderful she felt and I knew how much she loved to hear about it.

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“You feel fucking wonderful gripping my dick with your pussy.”

She whimpered. “Do I?”

“Yeah…” I grunted my affirmation. “So hot. I could be inside you forever.”

“Hmm… Please!”

“I can’t wait to come inside…” She interrupted.

“Sir, please! You fill me so much. I want you deeper… Harder…”

I couldn’t deny my favorite girl, right?

“Fuck yes!” I shouted. I was close and the thrust of my hips was wild, hurried. So close. “Fuck you’re so wet.”

“For you. You make me this needy. I’m yours!”

Trigger pulled. No going back. I came hard, shooting off like a rocket. I removed the clothespin from Angel’s clit just in time for her orgasm to set me off again. I held her tightly knowing that her roaring and continued howls were signs that she’d hit subspace again. I bucked and jerked until my explosion finished its torment.

Angel’s head tilted forward, spent and weak. Carefully, I withdrew from her body, struggling to right myself. The hum that clouded my senses felt like raw power and it was addictive. I managed to get Angel free and into bed where I crashed alongside her.

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Morning came too soon. I was greeted with the smells of coffee and beef. Angel walked in the room with a tray and I sat up ready to devour her and the ingredients on that tray.

“What’s all this?” I asked.

“My Sir needs his energy too.”

I chuckled. “You’re too good to me.”

She smiled and kissed me. “Thank you for last night.”

I held her still deepening the kiss and taking what I wanted.

“Anything you want.” She muttered. Her eyes stayed closed as she savored the taste of us.

“Good to know.” I winked and took a bite of eggs and steak. Fantastic. “Go shower. When I get done there’s something else I want to eat.”

Angel whimpered, then stood. “Yes, Sir.”

I watched as she fled the room in the direction of the bathroom. I chuckled amused at my girl. Yeah, she was in for a treat when she came back. I knew it’d be a nice long one too because I was famished and it had nothing to do with the kind of hunger that this steak would cure.

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8.11.2016: Something About

Who says that fantasies can’t be made from memories? I certainly didn’t. I have a memory that I can’t shake. One that won’t let me lose sight of it. I’ll tell you about it.

We’d decided to meet at our hotel room and walk down to the ballroom together. His plane had arrived hours before mine giving him time to prepare. I’d had to get dressed at the airport to make sure that I was at my best friend’s wedding on time. He was my plus one and though there was nothing official about us, he was the only man I was seeing.

I walked down the hall heading to our room when the finest specimen of man emerged from it. I stopped in my tracks trying to decipher the panic that was rising. The palms of my hands were moist, my heart rate accelerated, and I was speechless. He was immaculate and beyond sexy. The throbbing between my thighs persisted making this moment surreal.

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Our eyes locked and I was powerless to look away. I walked toward him and when I reached him, he pulled me inside the room and closed the door. Against the nearest wall, he kissed me passionately. It was so hot that my clothes began to melt away. Dress, bra, and panties dissolved from my body. His mouth trailed kisses along my shoulder before lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist provoking him to follow through.

He’d looked better than I ever thought he would in a suit and I knew that I was lethal in my dress. That energy is why clothes were being shed to the floor. Hours of preparation disrobed in a matter of moments. I didn’t care. All I wanted was his beautiful and lethal dick inside me. I literally burned for him, that’s how bad the ache was.

“I’ve been fantasizing about this moment since last night.” He said.

His cockhead stroked my folds teasing me. He wanted in, what in the hell was he waiting on? I surely wasn’t holding back. I grabbed his head and kissed him, letting him know that I didn’t want to talk about it. He pulled back and stared at me. I was confused until I felt him penetrating me. I leaned my head back and moaned a slow drawn out note of satisfaction.

“I fucking love that. You make the sweetest fucking sounds.”

I mewled. It wasn’t poetry but I’d take it any day.

“Fuck me. Take it.”

I moaned again, a sucker for sex talk. I put my arms around his neck and leaned back to give me leverage. I then rode him like the wildest stallion holding back nothing. Digging my nails in, I heard him groan. He bucked meeting my hips. Skin slapped skin. Moisture intertwined. Moans. Grunts. Cries. Hissing. I leaned up to kiss him and to feel my favorite part of him. That fucking beard. It was the sexiest thing and I couldn’t deny it or him.

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He walked us over to the bed and laid us down without breaking the connection. Lips on lips. Thickness inside wetness. The angle had adjusted a bit and he was deep inside me making me so full. I pulled my mouth away to verbalized how he was affecting me.

“Deep!” I cried out.

“Feel me.” He moaned in my ear.

He moved his face against mine and I shivered. He knew what it did to me. I snuggled my face against his feeling the soft hairs on his face caressing mine. It sent a direct signal to clit making it throb as I was fucked. His hips flexed and my eyes crossed. What was he…?

His fingers strummed my clit and forced a strangled cry from my lips. It was too much, too fast and I wasn’t ready for the moment to be over. I tried to move away from him but he followed. His strokes were fiercer and more determined. My eyes widened in disbelief. He’d been holding back! I tried again to move away by grabbing the sheets and trying to pull upwards. He growled, literally, at me. He slid his arms underneath mine and gripped my shoulders holding me in one spot while he took his frustrations of me running out on my deserving pussy.

Air was foreign. My senses were overloaded receiving too much pleasure to ignore. I quivered around him and he reveled in it. My hands gripped his shoulders tightly trying to find some sort of anything to ground me. I felt as if I was being lifted, floating. My body was weightless and I was prey to a predator that was pursuing me relentlessly.

“God!” I screamed.

“Yes!” He grunted back.

The world as I knew it exploded leaving me to fall apart into a million pieces. Was I even alive anymore? Damn insane. All I could feel was the pulling apart from reality and then a billion tingling sensations trying to reassure me of my existence. I heard hard, heavy, and satisfied breathing in my ear and I leaned toward it. I was welcomed by the softness that melted my resolve every time.

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I pulled his face closer and leaned into him. The world had been righted and I could stay in this spot forever. He pulled away to look into my eyes and I met his stare head on.

“You’re so fucking beautiful. I needed you, don’t be angry.”

I smiled. “How can I be angry at that? You were amazing.”

“Good. I’m not finished, though.”

He smiled back and lowered his body down mine slowly. Kisses marked his path and I felt that damn facial hair as he neared my now throbbing sex. I grabbed the hair on the top of my hair. Would I last? When his lips met mine I sighed in relief. I could feel that damned beard and it was going to be the death of me. Why?! The first lick was delivered and I knew that I was doomed. Question was… what wedding?

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8.4.2016: One More

You quivered around me and I fought to hold on to the orgasm that ached to be free. Three orgasms and you owed me two more. You were tired and whimpering but I couldn’t back off now. Besides, we both knew that you loved to be pushed. Your back was to me and I took a moment to kiss up the column of your neck.

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“Please,” you begged, “I can’t.”

“You can and you will.”

You sounded almost regretful. It stirred the sadistic urges that threatened to take over but we both knew you didn’t want that. I pulled each of your nipples before stroking over your body. You purred and I knew that you weren’t really done. You just needed some help getting there.

“I’ll make a deal with you. If you come once more, and I mean a good hard orgasm, I’ll forgive the last one. If not, I expect both of them.”

“But…”

“No. Buts.”

I picked up the wand that lay on the table beside us. I turned it on low and moved it over your body.

“Ah!” Your body shivered in shock. It was close to its limit and I recognized that, but there was more to give.

I placed the wand on your clit and stroked it lightly. Your hips bucked towards it forcing you to ride my hard shaft.

“Yes,” I whispered.

The sensations were sweet and longed for more. The wetness sucking me in and out of your body had me gasping for air. You gripped me tightly making every stroke of your cunt over my erection painfully good. I felt every quiver, every thrust, and just how wet you were. It was fucking amazing, damn near bringing me to my knees. When you gave me that orgasm that I craved, it would set us both off into a whirlwind of pleasure.

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Indescribable sounds left your lips like the sweetest melody. Strangled moans, half groans, and pathetic cries implied just how much your body loved this. You needed this just as much as I. I clicked the wand up two speeds and those sounds grew louder. I wound my hips into you as you pushed into me. The spasms shook you so hard that you could only hold on to the cuffs that kept you in place. Without them, you’d have collapsed long ago. Your hold onto my hardness loosened a little and I knew it was because of the greed that I’d stirred. Your pussy was a needy girl and loved my ruthless charm.

“It. Hurts.” You cried out.

Aaaaah. Now we’re getting somewhere. “Good.” I turned up the speed on high and you screamed. “Time to make you cry.”

I held the wand firmly in place as your body shook hard. There was no need for me to move since you’d tightened around me again and the spasm massaged me in the worst way. It was time. Your moans took everything out of you leaving you gasping for each breath. Fuck! I gripped your hip holding on to the last of my resolve.

Your orgasm ripped forward and you growled like the fiercest cat in the wild. I’d tamed you into embracing that animalistic nature when it called. You took hold of the beast and didn’t let go. Your hips moved violently fucking me without abandon as you took that ball of lust and rode it hard, good. I gave you as you gave me. My body was a mess of matching spasms that manifested and released into you. I howled letting go of everything and it was fucking unreal how good I felt.

We were soaked in everything us and I cared not. I removed the wand from your clit and slowly withdrew from your folds. I stumbled backward realizing I was just as fucked up. You were floating and it gave me the time to find some sort of balance. Beautifully spent, I carried you to the bed and pulled us under the duvet. Off on my on high, I let us ride out the feelings until we were both competent.

I woke to you nibbling my lips and I smiled. “Hey there.”

“Mmm… Hello, Sir.” You paused to respond and then went back to your kissing fest.

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“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Well used.” You laid your head on my chest and I cuddled you closer.

“Good. You wore me out.” I confessed.

“That makes two of us. Thank you, Sir.”

I rumbled in approval. “Welcome. Sleep with me, pet.”

You nodded and mumbled. “Yes.”

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7.28.2016: Addictive

The longer that I stood looking out the window, the stronger that the pull was for you. The shirt that barely covered my body irritated my skin hyper aware of any and everything. The breeze that should have soothed my skin as it rushed through the window only helped to sensitize it. My hair blew this way and that as my scalp too breathed, searching for your fingers. Flames dance along my body and the heat was too hot to contain, too hot not to extinguish.

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Light whimpers more than indicated that I was closer to the edge sexual sanity. I’d gone six whole nights, seven whole days maxing my body to the breaking point. Glancing at my phone only emphasized how easy it could be to just give in. I touched the glass pane and the coolness that I felt pulled the rest of my body against it begging for that little bit of relief. Though the alleviation that I craved was more satisfying, I took what I could get. Fingers trailed across my neck down to my shoulders and I closed my eyes wanting my own hands to be yours.

Addicting, that’s what you are and I needed to fight the habit I’d formed. I wasn’t afraid to be your everything and you weren’t afraid to tell me what you desired. That was toxic and we both knew it. My thighs squeezed in anticipation when I looked over to the phone that was lit. The message indicator was lit and I wasn’t strong enough to walk away. I opened the message and your name displayed in the corner as I read words that sent me to my knees.

I need you now.

The air was removed from the room through some sort of imaginary contraption because suddenly it was hard to breathe. There was no way that the single message had caused me to need air desperately, on my knees, shivering for a dose of… YOU. My phone had been the catalyst that set my fingers typing a quick response to the best high I’ve ever experienced. My phone beeped again and I dropped my phone. Trembling fingers retrieved it and I stared at the words as my head began to swim.

I’m close.

A moan welled up from so deep inside that I felt the vibrations all over when it finally escaped my lips. I sat on the bed rocking waiting for my next fix.

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I heard the car door slam and I bolted down the steps to meet you. You walked in already half undressed, threw your shirt aside, and began unbuckling your belt and pants. We met on the bottom step and the force of our bodies connecting like two magnets surged my arousal into overdrive. Needle in vein injected with a drug so potent that I could barely stand.

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Knowing your own toxicity, you held me firmly as lust pumped through my veins. Moaning and whimpering for more… I deepened the kiss, not caring about overdosing. Heroin had nothing on you. And to think that you hadn’t even given me the good shit yet. You set me on the edge of the step somewhere in the middle of the stairwell, staying between my legs. Breaking contact with your lips for the first time, I threw my head back screaming in ecstasy as you entered me hard and fast. You pulled my hair keeping my head anchored as you bit into my neck. Drops of the sweetest joy pooled behind closed eyes and then slid down my face. Damn, you were masterful.

My hips met yours quivering for each thrust and you didn’t disappoint. I cried out over and over thanking you for enslaving my body against my will. I hated that you were the only person that could make this sole act so perfect and so wrong. My sex accepted you with ease, no questions asked while my brain told me I was doing this yet once again.

Wet kisses trailed over my chest and you growled at me when you were met with the fabric of my shirt. I pulled it up between us and pulled it over my head. I could see anger spike in you at having to let go of my hair even for a second. Once it was off, you gripped my hair harder and tighter. Fuck if it didn’t add to the sucking and licking you were doing sending me into an orgasm. That never stopped you.

I quaked and my walls pulled you in deeper held you tighter. Another growl from you, through the sucking of my shoulder, made your pelvis pump harder. Thunder echoed through the hall at the storm that you created. I relaxed into the tidal wave of spasms, losing count of the orgasms my body accepted and then released. I wrapped my arms around your neck and you let my hair go and gripped my shoulders with both hands pounding me so hard that the world went white as lightning struck between us. Your hold was tight that my breathing shallowed even more but the act was as intimate as the deepest kiss.

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Darkness surrounded me but I knew where I was in an instant. The wind blew through the room and I stumbled to my feet to the window to reduce the chill.  Leaving the window cracked, I made my way to the bathroom to assuage my bladder of its painful cry. Done with that, I stood in the mirror to wash my hands and turned on the light. Red blotches were all over my neck and shoulders. I knew some would leave temporary bruises from the injection of his willpower over me. Like a junkie in true form, shame washed over me at my behavior in the heat of the moment. And I knew I’d do it again. A figure appeared over my shoulder and I stared sin in the face.550ab694943b0b2b2cfe4dced2dc6947

That hum started low and worked itself into a frenzy. I turned the water off just as his body connected with mine from behind. He bent me over the sink and was back inside. All thoughts of rehabilitation left as I succumbed. The grip on the sink was more for my slipping mind while he shot me up with another dose. It’s how he kept me coming back for me. Lots of him at once until the next time that I fell prey.

When we were both spent, he pulled out of me letting his seed mark me in the dirtiest of ways and I loved every moment. Eye contact had never ceased so when he backed out of the bathroom to leave me to clean up what was left of his spank, the symbolism wasn’t lost on me. Just as I expected, when I walked into my bedroom there was no trace of him. I heard his door close to his car and I moved to the window and watched him pull off. He never looked up to acknowledge me there. There was no point.

“This was the last time,” I said out loud.

That empty feeling of doubt surfaced and I hoped like hell that I’d keep the will to survive another withdrawal spell.

“Lord give me strength.”

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I swear he was laughing at me because thunder rumbled and the strongest pour of rain washed over the city. Preparing myself for the side effects, I climbed in bed getting under the blankets to fight the first long night of many.

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7.21.2016: Mystery Man

The softest fur hugged my restrained wrists and ankles. My hands were above my head and my feet stretched to meet the corners of the foot rail. I was bound to a bed wearing nothing more than I was born with. The room was warm enough that I didn’t feel much of a chill. My eyes were completely covered, worrying me about what I’d gotten myself into. I had a trusted friend as my safe call and she would make sure that I was safe. I just needed to breathe.

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He, the man I’d never met in person, seen, or even heard his voice, was coming to see me. The mystery behind the man had everything to do with keeping his identity a secret from everyone. Even the woman that was starting to fall for him. That woman was me. I wanted us to experience the joys of getting to know one another, letting things grow as they may. Something held him back and the mystery added to the intrigue that was he, and yet I still wanted him. Maybe even more than I should because of his secrecy.

When I’d arrived, a woman had been here ready to follow the orders of a man she’d never seen either. He was her boss and as his assistant she carried out his instructions well. I couldn’t get free, see, or even save any modesty for myself. Unlike him, he wanted me open to his perusal. I’d consented to this if it meant I was one step closer to solving the puzzle.

The door opened and I felt a slight breeze as he entered. I was alone, his assistant long gone. I heard a very sure and masculine “Mhm…” as I felt him coming closer. I was nervous and didn’t want to ruin the moment with nervous chatter so I chose to remain silent.

The silence stretched on making me wonder if I’d imagined the entire thing. I listened. Waited. Wondered. Anticipated. Where was he? What was he doing? I searched with the one sense that was hypersensitive hoping for success. Listening for any movement, a breath, or the click of his shoes, I again wondered if I was alone. The silence was a bit eerie but I held my ground for as long as I could. I opened my mouth to speak but a finger was pressed to my lips, silencing any protest.

A lone finger slid from my lips down the center of my body. Heat trailed down following his invisible brand. His movements sure and precise. Chin, neck, chest, between my breasts, along my stomach, across my… His fingers stopped and a kiss was placed just at the top of my pelvis strategically. I gasped at how quickly I’d fallen for his charms. My skin burned from his touch and each labored breath was taken out of need. I closed my eyes trying to reel back. I was giving in too…

My nipples were massaged at the same time before they were teased. Thumb and finger rolled them back and forth stiffening them into dull aching points. Pleasure pooled between my thighs and the ache spread from my clit to the entire sex. One hand left my nipple and was replaced with his hot wet mouth. My back arched and a cry slipped past my lips.

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“Yes!”

He chuckled and the sound was the sexiest thing. His lips nursed my breast wringing want with each pull. His fingers replaced his mouth and he shifted to the other breast. His shirt, cotton and soft, caressed my torso as he leaned over me. His tongue circled my nipple painfully slow forcing a whimper out of me. I sighed needing his mouth there. I didn’t know how long I would make it at this point. He’d barely touched me and I was getting near the edge. No words had been spoken from him and I was under his spell, lock and key. What in the hell was he doing to me?

I opened my mouth to speak and he pulled my nipple between his teeth. The bit of pain was new and delicious. I could feel the moisture beneath me soaking the sheets. We hadn’t discussed what would happen here today but I guess some things just couldn’t be conveyed with words. His mouth trailed another blazing trail along my body. This time, it was sporadic. My shoulder, my neck, my nose, my earlobe… He lowered his mouth just beneath my ear and I trembled. He licked the spot and then kissed it again. It was sensitive and he gave it just the right amount of attention to make it erotic. He kissed the underside of my stretched arms, my forehead, my nipples, my hips, around my belly button, beneath my breasts, between them… He ran his hands over my thighs and I melted a bit more. They were rougher than mine but not calloused. They were masculine yet smooth. Big, but just right. They dipped between my legs but never came into contact with the aching, pulsing, and needy place that wanted him most.

“God, you’re killing me!” I shouted.

He kneaded my calves, rubbed my ankles, and then massaged my feet further turning me into a puddle of mush. A gentle kiss to the sole of each foot should have sent me into a fit of laughter but it was perfect, light and sweet like him. He stood to give me a brief reprieve before I felt the bed dip between my feet. My attention was once again focused on this conundrum of a man. Deep, passionate kisses started at my ankles and made their way up my legs. Left then right alternating the entire way up. The searing kisses awakened something new. Something paramount. Closer and closer he came to my sex and I held my breath hoping. It was wishful but…

Tongue parted folds to suck and lick. Ffff—! I arched my back bearing down on him as I threw my head back. His tongue lashed awakening more and more nerves. He pulled my clit into his mouth, flicking his tongue against it persistently. I couldn’t tell you about the things that I screamed out because it was all without thought and abandon.

I gripped the cuffs wanting to be free but enjoying how he took control. My thighs shook from the muscle spasms that wrecked. He groaned and the sound vibrated through me. More moans flowed from my mouth and his too. Tasting me affected him and it fed my desire. Closure he pulled me to the edge. I followed his lead, but I was afraid to tip it. My chest heaved and my heart beat accelerated. My wisps of hair stuck to my face from the perspiration. He was creating an inferno and seeming to love my response to it all. I know that I was.

Closer and closer I grew. Finally, I hovered on the edge suspended. Tensely, I held back but relaxed into the tingling of the orgasm that licked feverishly at my skin. The pinpricks grew in speed along my skin and my body grew weightless. All of my senses faded out to focus on the one task. I felt every lick, suck, and pull with his lips through the fierce shaking. I saw the stars racing towards me behind the mask threatening to take over the darkness. I could hear my wetness being coerced from my body and his moaning in response to my compliance. I smelled the lust in the room and it tasted like sin. My abdomen tightened, aligned perfectly with the contractions in my sex. It was too much together. My body was aligned perfectly with the best sensations. Still, I held on refusing to fall apart.

My folds were parted again, lower. Fingers stroked the sensitive skin and then they penetrated me. Arched fingers found that spec-tac-cular… I came hard. Screaming loud and releasing my hold on everything. I floated along the best of feelings. And then it happened again. The tightness came quicker this time, but I was too weak to fight it off.

“No… no… oooooh!” I protested but there was no way that I could avoid it.

I was flooded with more spasms just before I exploded again. Lights flashed behind my eyes repeatedly as he took me higher and higher after each orgasm. His mouth now gone from my sensitive bud, he pumped his hand as he kissed up my body. Drenched in my own sweat, wrung, my eyes were heavy and yet I was still controlled by him. He pulled at my lips with his teeth and I whimpered. Lips that I craved to taste teased mine. I mustered the energy to move my head trying to get even the small taste of him. He avoided me and only gave me what he wanted me to have.

I whined. “Please… Just a little… Please!”

He pulled away and I protested. His lips crashed against mine and sparks rained over us setting off the orgasm that shook my soul. He tasted magnificent and the flavor of me complimented him. I followed his lead as he devoured me taking my breath away. When he pulled away, I rode the best high as the air filled my lungs again. I faded until no sound could be heard. Darkness resumed. Remnants of us lingered on my tongue. I felt every bit of the cloud that I floated on. The smell of him embedded into my memory.

In my dream, he’d removed the cuffs and held me in his arms. Kisses were placed along my face and lips. He’d cuddled me and wrapped us in the surrounding blanket. We’d lain together and he’d fallen asleep with my arm draped around him. He’d allowed the small vulnerability because he trusted me. I could have removed my mask but I wanted him to reveal himself to me. The stolen moment of peeking wouldn’t have felt right. It was a gift to me that I’d experienced so much.

I smelled coffee and opened my eyes. Sunlight greeted me and I frowned. I turned my head and buried it into the pillow there. I moaned at the smell. It smelled of his cologne and warmed me. I heard movement in the other room and I froze. I looked around wondering if I’d pulled the mask off in my sleep. Across the room in a chair, the cuffs and mask sat on top of my clothes. Footsteps approached me and I wondered if I was dreaming again. I didn’t know if I should look away or if I should take him in as much as possible. The steps rounded the corner and His assistant surfaced. It was hard to hide the disappointment. I pulled the sheets closer to hide my indecency. She held out a mug of steaming coffee. It smelled delicious.

“Good morning. He insisted that you have a cup of your favorite before starting your day. I hope I got it right.”

I looked at the cup hesitantly. Returning to the real world would be difficult especially since now I knew so much more about him. He was a passionate and unselfish lover. Something I couldn’t let go so easy. But he wasn’t here and I had to put on my big girl panties. Coffee seemed like a good first step. I took the mug and sipped the hot brew. Instantly, I moaned. It really was perfect and just how I liked it. Half and Half and a bit sweetener. He’d remembered.

“Oh good! I’m glad that I got it right. He left some things for you in the bathroom. I’ll be in the other room. Take your time.”

Once she was gone, I retrieved my phone from my purse and headed to where I presumed the bathroom was. Missed calls from my concerned friend told me that I’d missed the call deadline. I hit the send button and waited for her to answer.

“You were minutes away from having the police there.” She chastised.

“I’m sorry. I overslept.”

“So how was it? Are you okay?”

I groaned. “I don’t know where to start.”

I looked at a fresh pile of clothes and on top was a note. I opened it to find the sweetest words from the sweetest man. He had gotten it right…”Until we meet again.” The rest of the words were private, meant for only me.

“Hello?”

“I’ll start from the beginning.”

I ran my bathwater and retrieved my cup of coffee. I sunk into the bubbled water sipping and reliving my night with the only other person who knew about this crazy thing.

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“You’re going to see him again right?” I wasn’t lost on the emphasis on see.

Without a second thought, I responded. “Yes!”

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Read Part 2 Here! Will she finally get to see the Mystery Man?

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7.7.2016: Oh, Sir (The Lesson: Part 2)

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 (This is a two part story, posted as a Double Feature. Read Part 1.)

Oh, Sir (The Lesson: Part 2)

As Master walked to me I couldn’t help but admire him. He was beautiful in the most masculine of ways. His jeans hung low on his hips and my mouth watered wanting to lick along the seams. I knew what was underneath and my mouth wanted that as well.

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Another pair of footsteps walked behind him. It couldn’t be… I looked up and moaned instantly. My eyes met his and it took everything in me not to meet them halfway. It had been so long since I’d played with Sir. Together he and Master were lethal. I knew I was beaming. Whatever I’d done lately, I’d been a good girl. This had to be a treat. Master and Sir…

Sir smiled and winked. It was one of those smiles that soaked your panties and since I wasn’t wearing any…

“I’ve missed you too girl.” Sir addressed me and the flutter in my heart couldn’t have been denied.

Separately, they each had their own style. Master demanded control. Sir inspired submission. Neither opinion was a complaint. I loved how they pushed me and teased me until I was a mess of emotions.

Master gripped my hair and pulled my head, arching my back. The tingling in my scalp hardened my nipples. My clit was stroked and pulled, grazing it along the knotted rope that covered only my body, my hands freed. The hand stroking me belonged to Sir. I submitted my body to him while Master demanded my mind. I focused on his eyes and hoped that I could handle them both tonight. I was already on edge again and didn’t have the strength to fight.

“Here’s to hoping you can handle what’s in store.” Master kissed me and I moaned at every twist of his tongue. His lips massaged mine, coaxing them to follow his sweet torture.

Kisses rained over my back and shoulders short-circuiting my brain. Sir bit me there branding my body with his marks. It burned and ached to pull me back from the edge that I’d been on, yet he continued stroking me with his fingers. Suddenly, I was unattended. Both men had pulled away, starving me of their touch. I watched as they stood still watching me, assessing.

“Ready to scream for me, girl?” Sir asked.

I nodded anxiously. “Yes, please Sir.”

He walked over to me, lifting me to my feet effortlessly. He walked me over to the padded table and bent me over. I spread my legs to keep me balanced.

“Good girl. Somebody is eager tonight.”

I groaned. I was and it couldn’t be denied.

Sir’s finger stroked my lips and I immediately sucked his finger inside. It wasn’t anywhere near the size of his shaft. He was thick, long, and loved to make me take it all. I couldn’t wait. I felt the moisture literally dripping from my cunt. I wanted to be used. I wanted to feel both of them taking their pleasure from me. I closed my eyes and sucked his finger giving him a taste of what my mouth would feel like in other places.

Sir groaned and I was excited that I’d pleased him. He removed his finger and swatted my ass before I heard him disappear to the closet. I knew what that meant. I slowed my breathing focusing on it.

“Good girl.”

Sir stroked my shoulders relaxing me further. His hand inched to the small of my back where he held me firmly. Cool wood stroked the curve of my butt before tapping me lightly on it. The initial taps reawakened the skin, preparing it for the real show. They grew in intensity until the sting blended into one continual burn. Tears rolled down my face relieving me of the pain. Yet, he didn’t stop. My derriere arched toward the paddle meeting it head on. I beckoned him for more with only my body and the moans from my lips. With every stroke of the paddle, I submitted more and more. When there was no more to give him, I still begged him to continue. My body didn’t belong to me anymore and I was fine with that too. Growing sluggish, I struggled to focus. The pain had taken over and was seducing my mind with its trickery. Pleasure was its new name and he demanded that I feel it. Succumbing felt delicious. I begged for more even as my mind started drifting. I gravitated towards the warmth that was offered and clouds enveloped me pulling me further in.

***

“Where’d you go?”

I blinked trying to focus on the brown eyes looking down at me. Sir was chocolate man candy that I wanted to lick all over. Had I fallen asleep before I’d gotten the chance? I couldn’t remember.

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“Did I fall asleep?” My words were slurred to even my ears.

“Naaa, you just floated for me.”

I moved toward him and his lips met mine. His kiss was just as intense as he was. It was then that I realized that we were in bed and the ropes were gone. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer still. I felt him stroking his thickness through my wetness and I moaned in encouragement. He teased me with his lips and his cock creating an inferno of desire. I wanted him. He wanted me. I gasped when he breached my opening.

“Tight.” He spoke between gritted teeth. He stroked my clit and I pulled more of him inside with each spasm.

Once he was deep inside, he flexed his hips into mine rhythmically. He pulled my arms from around his neck and pinned them above my head. He lowered his mouth to my nipples where he nipped and sucked at them. 

“Sir!”

“Yes… say it again.”

He felt amazing and each sweep of his hips hit the best spots. He pulled me closer to him, arching my hips. My eyes widened as he pumped against my g-spot. My eyes watered and I cried out nice and long.

“Y-yeeeeeees. Please, Sir!”

Skin slapped skin and my juices coated us along with perspiration. Echoes of the dance of lust sounded throughout the room. He let go of my hands and gripped my shoulders bringing me harder against him. Everything tightened within me until it felt as if I would explode, and then I did.

He didn’t stop. I quaked around him on autopilot. My body took more of him as it prepared for another explosion. Tension built again inside me making me feel as though I was losing ground. Sir gripped my ass and pain mixed with pleasure was reawakened. I hissed at the initial contact but it sizzled out making my clit drum with the most intense ache.

Being this close, I could still smell his unique scent through the thick musk of sex. It would stay with me for days. He kissed my neck and buried his face there making my skin tingle.

“So good. So wet. I’ve missed how good you feel, girl.”

I sobbed and whined. “Sir, I’ve missed you too.”

His breathing was static and I knew he was close. “Please,” I begged. “Come inside me.”

He growled loudly into my ear. I held him tightly as he bucked and fucked his completion. He rode me hard triggering yet another orgasm to swallow me whole. When I calmed, I could feel the kisses along my neck. They were tender and I closed my eyes and relaxed into his hold. He rolled off of me, slowly withdrawing, and pulled me to his side. I cooed loving the feel of him as he stroked my hair.

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I felt eyes on me and looked toward the doorway. Master leaned there and his expression was unreadable. I would have thought that I was in trouble but the bulge between his legs said differently. How long had he been standing there?

“Master?” I called for him.

“Have fun?” His expression was still serious but I could see the delight in his eyes.

“Yes.”

“Good. When I come back from the kitchen you better be prepared for me.”

Eek! “Yes, Master.”

He turned and walked away leaving a chill to make its way over my body. Sir chuckled and slid from beside me. He kissed my forehead and walked into the bathroom off of the bedroom. I heard the shower and couldn’t help but to wonder what they were up to and if my body could survive.

 

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7.7.2016: Cheeky Girl (The Lesson: Part 1)

 

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(This is a two part story, posted as a Double Feature. Read Part 2 here.)

Cheeky Girl (The Lesson: Part 1)

 

Pain. Pleasure. It all blended together. I was nice and tender but the smile on my face indicated that I’d enjoyed every bit of it. I pulled the sheet closer and my nipple protested at the fabric that grazed it. I whimpered but it wasn’t because I was complaining. I ache and it was from being well used.

He’d had his way with me bringing his dirty fantasies to life. I couldn’t believe the things that I’d done. A blush crept from my toes up to my hair follicles displaying exactly how I felt about the things he’d accomplished.

“Reminiscing?”

Startled, I gasped. My eyes darted to the doorway where He stood looking at me. Only parts of my body were covered by the sheet but it was as if he could see right through. He knew my body better than I did and it was an unsettling feeling. I pulled the sheets closer as if it could shield me from the inevitable. I was his for as long as I was here.

He made his way toward me and though I was anxious, my body thrummed with energy at the possibilities. As tender as I was, I couldn’t be ready for him again, right? I closed my eyes and time transfixed me into the moment where it all began.

***

There was something to be said about men with beards. For the love of me, I just wanted to lean in close and cuddle their faces. Nuzzling the hair there did all kinds of things to my nether places. Being denied the opportunity to touch was pure torture.

On the floor, I waited. My hands were firmly tied behind my back, roped along with everything else. He’d chosen blue rope because he enjoyed the color of it along my skin. Who was I to deny him? He’d tied the last knot and now all I could do was ponder my fate. I knew that no matter what I came up with, it wouldn’t be close to his evil ploy.

Speaking of torture, he’d pulled a number on me tonight. For starters, The rope caressed all of my naughty bits making it difficult to focus on any one thing. There was a blue anal plug firmly in place. Next, there were blue clothes pins on my nipples keeping them nice and hard. Initially, he’d used the rope to pinch my nipples sensitizing them so that even the lightest sweep of the wind stirred more need. He decided that he needed more. That’s when he’d grabbed the pins instead.

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There was a knot that pressed against my clit keeping it nice and stimulated. The rope had to be drenched against my sex because my body hummed for the slightest relief. I wanted Him. Lastly, there was a blue and white wand vibrating against my mound on the medium setting. I squirmed against it wanting the friction to get me off. It vibrated only against the top and if I arched for more it would probably fall. I groaned in frustration. I groaned. “Why?”

“Why what, pet?”

“Why are you doing this?”

He sat directly in front of me on the couch watching me take every breath. My every struggle fed his sadistic nature. He was enjoying himself if the bulge in his lap was any indication. He leaned forward and feather light touches from his hand caressed my breasts. I sighed in defeat. It didn’t matter why he was doing this. He could and would.

He leaned down, drifting closer to me so slowly that the anticipation was killing me. When his lips touched mine, it was like finding water in the desert. I was starved for it and only he could sate me. I whimpered. I was hooked and I knew it. Tongues twisted and he held me close as he took what he wanted how he wanted it. I literally throbbed for him. I gasped in shock when I felt pressure to the wand, sending the vibrations lower and harder.

The pulses induced shock to my body. I felt every nerve as it came alive. Everything tightened and my heart rate accelerated. So close.  I panted. More! Almost. Right…

He removed the wand and pulled me onto and then over his lap. He caressed my face at the same time that he played in my wetness. I cooed needed more. My breathing hitched when he inserted something thick into me and began stroking me. What was he doing to me? Sensations traveled over my body and my eyes seemed to roll backward. The rope was holding the presumed dildo inside me firmly. I arched my hips and was rewarded with a firm swat. I looked over at him and he raised his eyebrow.

“It’s time for your punishment, cheeky girl.”

The next hit was on the swell of my butt and the sensations vibrated both the plug and the dildo. I closed my eyes to try to gain control but he never let up. Before I knew it, tears were pouring from my face and I was sobbing for relief.

“Please! Please!”

He didn’t say a word. It registered louder than the spanking. I wailed and collapsed onto him. Relaxing into the pain. After a while, he stopped and ran his hand across the skin that was probably fire engine red. I hissed but he continued. He chuckled and I turned towards him.

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“You’re so wet.”

He had no way of telling and I couldn’t have been. Suddenly I felt his fingers trailing the wetness on my thighs, infuriating me. Before I could object, he slid me to the floor and unbuttoned his pants. His waist was at eye level so I swallowed hard. Words were caught in my throat unsure if it was wise to speak.

His erection was nice and hard. He stood at attention and pre-cum beaded at the top. The tie that was once around his neck was wrapped around the back of my neck and he used it to pull my mouth to him. I opened and it was filled immediately. I moaned. He tasted delicious.

“Cheeky girls need their mouths full to keep them in line.” I groaned.

I nodded but the effects of his actions made me shift. I wanted him inside of my cunt badly. I hummed around him and he moaned. He pulled my head forward and began fucking my mouth. It started off slowly but gradually he moved faster until he was in my throat and I was gagging for air. That didn’t stop him. I focused on breathing through my nose and flattening my jaw. He pulled out of my mouth and I took the small reprieve to swallow and gain as much air as I could. Between my legs was drenched with need. I whined needed more.

“Please, Master.” He tapped the side of my face with his cock before filling it. I moaned.

“Mhm…”

He flexed his hips and rode the reins of my mouth steadily. I shook with need trying to keep my body in check. I was losing the battle and the pending orgasm was seconds from exploding. He withdrew and bent me over the couch. The dildo was withdrawn and I was filled with him instead. He spread my legs and pushed my face into the couch as he sought refuge in my body. He spanked me hard as he bucked blending more pleasure and pain. I screamed in ecstasy at finally getting what I needed. Suddenly, my hair was pulled and my back arched taking him deeper.

“Oh. My. God!” I screamed.

“Take it all.” He said between clinched teeth.

“Yes!”

His other hand gripped the rope at my lower back pulling me even harder. I couldn’t hold it anymore. It was time. I shouted and screamed as I creamed for him. I clenched down on the anal plug and him gripping hard.

“Yes!” He roared.

His strokes stiffened as he came. I collapsed over the back of me giving me his warmth. I closed my eyes relaxing into the moment.

“Lesson of the day?” He questioned between gulping air into his lungs.

“Cheeky girls, get filled and fucked?” I teased. My words came out slurred and breathless.

He chuckled and swatted my ass. It was all I remembered before drifting.

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6.23.2016: She Will

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She Will

Mine. Bound. Ready. Waiting. Mine. I caressed the side of her cheek and she moaned. Any touch, especially mine had to be torturous. I’d pushed her to the brink and the only thing that she could do was wait. Would I let her come? Did she deserve it? I caressed her lips and she pulled my finger into her mouth. Hot. Wet. She sucked persistently demonstrating her talents. She’d get there eventually. On her knees begging, trying to convince me that I should give in to her desires. But this wasn’t about her. It never was. Her purpose is to satisfy me. And she will…

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I stroked over her body tweaking this and that between my fingertips. She bucked, closer than before. I looked down to a trail coating her thighs. Always so responsive. I leaned close to kiss her lips and she held her breath. Would the lone kiss tip her over? I nibbled her lips and she purred the sweetest sound. Her tongue darted out to moisten her lips but I caught it and pulled it into my mouth. As I kissed her, she shivered. Bucked. Fucked. Her moans grew louder into a scream that spoke of the truth. Orgasm.

I chuckled. She thought that this was over. I lowered her to her knees and waited for her body to calm.

“Yes Sir?”

I unbuckled my belt and sat it beside her. The lone tear was the indication that I needed to know that she understood. Permission wasn’t granted. I unbuttoned my pants exposing just how much I wanted her.

“Open. Lean forward and take all of me. Not another word.”

Being the good girl that she was, she complied.

“Fuck!”

I moved back and forth using her head as leverage. She gagged, choked, but still she followed my commands. She was my personal toy and the fun had only just begun.

“Swallow.”

She did and I barely held on. The warmth was enough for me to shoot off. But the way that her tongue moved, caressing me, inviting me to give her something to swallow, was almost too much. I pulled away and she used her hands to stroke me. She wanted this as much as I did. I nodded to her and again I went into her mouth.

Wet sounds echoed throughout the room and it stirred the demon that had been sleeping until now. She gurgled and my cock twitched. It was too soon. I pulled from her mouth and pulled her to her feet. Before she could catch her balance, she was bent over with her legs spread dripping with need. I entered her hard and fast. The gasp in surprised was followed by more moans. She cried out my name as I took what I sought.

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Her walls quivered around me and I gripped her hips to anchor my control. She was tight and her pussy sucked me almost as well as her mouth had. Sweat beaded over us while passion took hold and didn’t let go. I spanked her as I rode her sweet ass into another orgasm.

“Please!”

“You will be punished for that too. I told you not to speak.”

Thinking about how I would punish her was all that I needed in order to slip. My grasp on my orgasm was gone and my sure strokes turned jerky and unsynchronized. I came so hard that I bucked her flat against the bed. My body was on top of hers and I panted in her ear.

“Please Sir, can your girl come too?” She spoke between tears and sobs.

“No.”

Her body shook as I rolled off of her and pulled her into my arms.

“One orgasm was enough for today.”

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6.9.2016: Dreaming?

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Dreaming

I opened my eyes and closed them back instantly. Drowsy. Horny. Wet. Ready. Dreams of him flooded my memory making me want to seek his body for a good hard fuck. My body protested every thought. I was tired and needed more sleep. Conflicted. That place between consciousness and not held me tight and wouldn’t let go. I need to rest but I wanted to take action. The energy surrounding me held a degree of passion that wouldn’t let me shake it. I could almost feel…

Lips sucked my sensitive nipples and I moaned. There was no holding back. Lust driven, I needed to get off. I opened my eyes and saw no one but I felt a tug on my nipples and my eyes closed, back arched. I could feel the heat of his body as he kissed up my body and over my neck. I tossed my head aside giving him access. I gripped the sheets to channel all of my energy his way.

He turned my head back to him and looked into my eyes. My labored breathing encouraged my beating heart. Or was it the other way around? He started to fade and so I stopped thinking. The image of him became clearer and I felt my legs being spread wide. He used his thick erection to spank my clit into submission. Loving the sting, I cried at how good it felt. He nodded his approval and then he entered me in one long thrust. My eyes widened and I air rushed from my lungs.

“Breathe.”

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I did but it was only to moan. He was so deep. I was so full. My pussy came awake all at once and it throbbed. He slid his arms beneath mine and then gripped my shoulders as he pounded me wildly. What the…

My body shook as he hit the same sweet spot repeatedly. I lifted my legs angling him directly where I wanted. My legs quivered and I gushed with every down sweep of his hips. Tears coated my face as I made indescribable noises of affirmation.

“Please don’t stop!” I begged.

I slid my fingers down to my clit as he raised his body a bit. I stroked it over and over as my body was racked with orgasm after orgasm. They were small bits of relief that were growing in intensity.

“Are you trying to make me come?” He asked.

I shook my head no. I needed him hard and thrusting to continue getting off. No, I didn’t want him to come yet. I moved my fingers faster pressing my sex button harder. What has gotten in to me?

“Me.” He said.

I moaned louder as the most intense orgasm began building. He looked at me but his rhythm faltered as I grew closer. I was pulling him in with me and his features were distorting as he fought off his own orgasm. His hand gripped my hips pulling me closer. The other hand pulled at my hair. I was being pulled underwater in a sea of passion and I was drowning. Suspended I closed my eyes as my body panicked in response to the pull that wouldn’t let go.

“Come with me.”

The sweetest release numbed me. Rapid firing sparks were setoff. One after another. Again and again. My arms were now at my sides limp and my legs were…

“Again!”

I felt a sting to my clit and then blackness.

***

The alarm clock sounded and I groaned. I fought with heavy limbs to get up and walk across the room and silence it. It was the only way to wake the non-early bird. Never opening my eyes, the steps were ingrained into my brain and so was the button pressing. Like always I walked back to the bed but my conscious warned me that there was no going back. I opened my eyes and looked at the bed that I desperately wanted to climb into. The sheets were soiled and appeared to have that same moist look that it does after sex. There were no traces of another person and yet I felt fucked. Fully awake I looked around the dimly lit room. Was it a dream?

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I heard a click and ran to the living room seeing no traces of a person and the door was locked. I frowned and wiped my face with hands trying to dispose of the sleep induced fog. I pulled my hand back to my nose smelling the sweet essence of me. I moaned. Yes, I smelled delicious. No longer caring about what happened, I headed to the shower. It was time for my Saturday workout and suddenly I was feeling on top of the world; riding a high that comes natural after the best of fucks.

 

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5.26.2016: Til The Next Time

He pulled up to the garage 10 minutes late, yet I was still excited to see him. The purr of his hog always made me wet because of what it symbolized. I knew what he wore before I saw him. All black: black pants, black tee, black leather jacket, black leather boots, and he was riding on a Harley that was all black and chrome. He controlled all that power, and maneuvered it with ease.

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Til The Next Time

He was just driving through on a run which meant he had little time to play games.
Two months. Two weeks. Three days. 1 hour. 37 minutes. 22… 23… 24… 25 seconds since the last dose I had of Him. And I was beyond ready. I’d driven an hour to get to this spot at the right time. I didn’t know when the next time I’d see him was so I treated each visit like it was my last.

I leaned against my car wearing nothing but a red fitted dress. No panties. No bra. Like I said, there was no time to waste.  He pulled up a few spaces a way and cut the engine. His slow sexy gait was the sexiest strip tease. He threw his jacket over the seat of his bike and took off his tee throwing it on top of the jacket. There were rules and I had to wait til he got to me before I could jump him. Anticipation took over my body like a boiling pot of water almost spilling over.

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He stopped just before he neared me and searched the parking garage for any sign of life. When it passed his inspection, he closed the gap and my arms went around his neck. Our lips connected and fireworks exploded around us. I moaned into his mouth as he ravaged mine.

He lifted me onto the hood of the car and parted my legs. Yes! I screamed silently. I heard a zipper and then he awakened every nerve in my pussy as he entered me quick and hard. I threw my head back and screamed as I shattered around him.

“Fuck!” I swore.

He moved inside of me taking me to higher heights. Thrusting. Fucking. Humping. I held on riding him with just as much passion and abandon as he. Skin slapping echoed through the garage and I licked my lips, loving the sound of us. He ripped the bust area of my dress as he freed my breasts and I felt his mouth and teeth immediately pulling, tugging, and sucking. I whined loving it all and needing more.

“Yes, Sir. Please!”

Slaps to my ass made me groan. I tilted my hips to accommodate  more of him. I felt him in a different way that made my body spasm. That spot. So delicious. Wicked. I closed my eyes and the sensations damn near drowned me.

I felt his hand slide between us and then his fingers lightly thumbed my clit pushing me closer to the brink. Faster. Harder. I fought for air as I shook. A sharp pinch forced the loudest scream from my throat. He covered my mouth with his quickly swallowing the rest of my cries.

He leaned forward, taking me with him. He spread me wide and pounded my quaking muscles. Squirts of pleasure covered his groin and bare stomach. I gripped his shoulders and dragged my nails against him before digging in. It was his turn to shiver and while grunting his release, filling me with his seed.

“Damn girl. So… good!”

I smiled with my eyes closed savoring the feel of him wrapped around me. Yes, this was an abandoned garage. No, it didn’t feel cheap or less intimate. I was with him and he was with me. It was perfect. He kissed me slowly and I felt his desire for me. Light moans of content were exchanged. No promises just raw emotion.

I heard a group of hogs approaching and knew our time was almost up. He pulled away hesitantly trailing kisses down the center of my body. He fixed my clothes as he went. He ended between my legs lapping at my pussy until I came for him once more. I ached for more of him but that wouldn’t happen. He fixed his pants while I sat up. He kissed me deeply and I sighed against him.

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“Burn for me, girl.”

I nodded. I always did. Thoughts of him kept me aflame and I let it until the next time. I heard revving and knew it was code for him to exit. He kissed me once more before backing away. I slid from the car and hopped inside. Once he straddled his bike and put on his shirt and jacket, I blew him a kiss. Per our ritual, he grabbed the kiss and put it into his breast pocket and winked. He waited for me to pull out and he followed. I drove toward home and the crew of bikers followed me to the highway led by Him. Once I was on the ramp, there was a loud roar signaling their departure. I looked in the mirror to see the others gone, except Him. He watched me. I blew my horn just before he was out of sight and he drove off too. Leaving me until the next time and I’d wait. I always did.

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