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About klasylady845
Discretion, that supports and tolerates a vanilla marriage, is a must. A bit of online chit chat is always nice even as friends but anything more then that just 'does not float my boat', so to speak, ergo, I do not chat a lot online, my desire is reality, where I stepped to years ago. So please do not message me if what 'floats your boat' is strictly an online relationship.
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I so need to finish this story ..... its time . Actually, it is finished.  |
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*Kiss* [1/4]
She lit each candle, pausing a moment to watch its flame rise up. A soft smile on her face, as with each flame, came its warmth. The flickering danced across the wall... the ceiling as the room grew brighter. A soft glow shrouding its contents. Piles of large pillows cascaded onto the plush carpet. One small reading lamp aside a small ornate mahogany table. Floggers, whips, 'toys' hung in silence. Tall tapers dripped silently, wax rolling downwards as it cooled. They often came here for the silence or uninterrupted conversation, to read or for Him to indulge in the pleasures that she alone, brought Him.
Her dress long ....flowing and sheer.......falling loosely off one shoulder. The fullness of her breasts swayed, with the buds of her nipples pressing outward. The curve of her waist, lost in the folds of material but it draped itself gently over her ass. Silhouetting the softness, the shape of the woman that she was. Ringlet curls framed her face, silver earrings dangled, brushing her collar. "His" collar which He crafted just for her, embellishing it with pink stones.
Satisfied that it was as He would have wanted it, she sat , to wait. Listening for the sounds of His footsteps.... the turning of the doorknob, she was smiling inside. For whatever was His pleasure today, they'd share in it.
Lost in her thoughts, He seemed to just appear. Smiling down at her, a book in His hand, He swept the wisps of hair off her forehead. Rising to her knees, she leaned to kiss His foot, one and then the other. Glancing up, their eyes met as her lips pressed to His extended hand. Her kiss lingered there as she moved to His cock. Covered with clothe yet still apparent, she lightly kissed it. Offering her His hand, she arose into His beckoning arms that drew her close. Their kiss, long & deep, He never rushed when their lips were against one another. His hands crept to her shoulders, tugging at the loose neckline.
Drawing back, He smiled and settled into the pillows, waiting for her to do as she knew she must. Slowly, she drew off one sleeve and then the other. The seam fell downwards across her breasts. Placing her hand upon it before it fell, she slowly turned around. The dress flowed gently as she turned, a soft smile on her face that He could not see. Glancing over her shoulder, she allowed her dress to slip, exposing her bronzed skin as it slid farther down her hip and thigh...to a pile on the floor. She paused before turning to face Him again. Her eyes locked in an embrace with His..... the non-verbal approval of her, standing before Him.
She joined Him on the pillows.... soft against her skin... as were His hands that stroked her. Setting His book aside, He arranged the pillows and ushered her to lie down across them. As she did, He retrieved cuffs for both her wrists and ankles and two long bars. He chatted about the book He was reading as he buckled them on and reminded her not to move. He would place her as he wanted. He stood drawing out each hand then each foot. Candlelight danced on the X her bare flesh had become. One bar between her feet and one between her hands. Taking a blindfold out of His pocket, He kissed each of her eyes before covering them, then stepped away. She knew He was there. He was admiring what he had done.... what would be there for Him to see, touch, take as He wanted as he read. She heard Him sit back down and she, too, relaxed. Inside the anticipation excited her but for now, she remained still....................
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[2/4]
For what seemed like forever, only the quiet turning of pages, periodically, broke the silence. Otherwise, the only sound she had heard was her own calm breathing.
So at first, a subtle rustle sounded extremely loud and a soft touch startled her. Her head turning to the touch brought a smile, once again, to her face. Something soft....airy.... a plume of some sort. He drew it down her outstretched arm causing her to wiggle as it touched her waist. Down her hip, to her feet, He continued. Dragging up the entire length of her inner leg with a slight wisp against her pussy, before moving again, downwards on her other leg. She giggled and playfully swayed her ass at Him. He moved the feather as an artist would a brush without direction. Allowing it to waltz across her bare, soft skin, long, light strokes and feathery swishes. How she was moving amused Him as He continued. The array of things available to Him was vast and this game could go on for hours if He liked but he laid it aside. She waited, her soft purring waned, to again meet low sounds she wasn't sure of.
He laid a heavy flogger along the middle of her back. The contrasting colors quite nice though she only felt the coolness. The falls along the slit between her cheeks, its tips, dangling between her spread legs, resting against her lips. Her mind was slowly moving to each place that was being touched. Again, he moved and once more she felt something..... long, thin, hard.... one of His many canes. It came to rest in the crux behind her knees...perfectly balanced. A few moments of silence passed and she seemed to 'feel' His eyes upon her. She was unaware that He had placed, close at hand, things that He wanted.
A tap ....then again on the bottom of her feet....first one, then the other. Alternating and occasionally, its tip, kissing her inner leg as it went up the back. She felt the other cane lifted as He move to stand between her parted legs. One in each hand, He tapped up her sides but ever so gently. Softly she moaned, as He started back downwards. He stepped back as the tapping continued, a bit harder, the canes delaying longer on her skin. She began to hear the soft swishing of each stroke as he concentrated on her cheeks. She tensed as He paused. As one swift stroke burnt into her cheek, she drew her breath in deeply, feeling the hot stripe. Before the pain could melt into a lingering sensation, there came another. She whimpered quietly as she pressed her hips into the pillow and clenched her teeth. With the third she cried out, each stroke just meeting the other.
" Just one more 'mine' " With that, the fourth bit into her skin.... trying to wiggle from it, her hands pulling at the cuffs, an unseen tear soaked into the blindfold. Hearing the canes dropped on the carpet, she heard Him step away and again sit beside her. " Four strokes and you are marked as mine." She whispered, " yes Master, I am." His cool fingertip traced the letter He'd made. Pleased, he returned to reading.
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[3/4]
Subtle sounds, or were there really sounds at all? The lingering heat of the strokes burned into her ass. The band of restraints still apparent on her wrists and ankles. Distant flutter of turning pages and her own breathing were all she heard.
"presence, mine?"
"Yes Sir"
With that she heard Him stirring, then move towards her and felt His presence before her. Lifting her head to where she thought He was, she felt His lips press to hers, water trickled between them to hers. Ending with a kiss, she thanked Him and laid her head back down. She felt the flogger being drawn up her back slowly then its falls kissing her cheeks. It swirled upon the letter He had marked her with, sending shivers across her skin. Its falls were drawn away only for her to feel them near her ankle. Softly, she moaned, as He draw them towards Himself. Up one leg and then between them, before the other, as He stroked her hair. Slowly, methodically, different, the sensations she felt. Gradually, tightening His grasp on her hair, He tossed the flogger and pulled her head upwards. She looked so helpless, blindfolded and cuffed. He smiled as He pressed the tip of His cock to her lips.
"Arouse Me"
She parted her lips ...slowly drawing Him in. Hard and smooth enveloped in moist warmth. Her tongue and lips massaged His cock as she drew Him in and out. His hand guiding her mouth as His hips thrust forward. Pressing deeply into her throat, He paused but a moment.... pulling back, allowing her to regain her breath before He continued stroking. She tasted Him, the droplets of His excitement and she smiled inside. He released her hair and gently stroked her head as His erect cock fell from her mouth.
"Know that I'm smiling, mine."
Resting her head, she savored the taste He'd left on her lips. Hearing Him move to the side of her, she felt him lay aside her. His leg lying over hers, as His head came to rest on her back as His hand caressed her. Feeling the heat of His body against hers, they remained quiet. .
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[4/4]
Slowly He rubbed and squeezed her cheeks, making her ever more aware of the earlier caning. He moved away from her, leaving her feeling chilled where His warm body had been. She sensed Him behind her, feeling His knees touch the inside of hers.
He leaned forward, covering her body with His and began to whisper to her. Telling her how much she belonged to Him ...... how He was going to tease her with His cock before taking her. His breathe warm, moist and exciting her.
He rose and she felt something cool....wet.... trickling down between her cheeks. His fingertip dipped into it and following its path between her cheeks and over the pink bud of her ass. She wiggled... as He continued. Avoiding her wanton cunt and teasing her aroused clit, she tried to press to it. Softly tracing her lips then circling the hood of her clit. She moaned softly. One fingertip replaced the other but this one with a small vibrator attached. He again stroked her lips then pressed between them. He heard her breath quicken as her excitement increased. She wanted to cum and He wanted her to but just before He thrust deeply inside her. She felt His hard cock against her but was lost in the sensations He was causing. She squirmed and wiggled to meet His finger. With a sense of desperation she whispered, "may i cum, pleaseeee Master?"
With that He allowed her to begin to cum and as her orgasm rose, He moved His finger and thrust His hard, throbbing cock inside her. She backed back to meet His thrust.... begging Him to cum, to join her and cum. Grasping her hips tightly, He came deep inside her. Her pussy enveloping His cock, milking it with her muscles.
Together they slowed, as He leaned forward and kissed her neck. Their breathing slower, calmer, His cock slipped from her. He reached to un-cuff her restraints, letting each fall from her wrists and ankles. As He removed the blindfold, He was met with her smile, dreamy eyes and lips wanting to feel His. He smiled back. Reaching for a blanket, He covered them both as they shared the warmth of the other.
'thank you Master'
Smiling, he lightly kissed her forehead as they melded together as one and drifted off.
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Draped around her shoulders, the ends of her light scarf fluttered in the breeze.... as it caressed and cooled her skin. Gazing off, she was watching the clouds pass by, against the blue sky between the clearing of the trees. Her thoughts were of Him. Mentally engaging herself to the parts of her that were His. The warmth of the sun peeking through the trees, warmly kissing her skin .... before it again became shadowed over and cool. He never made her feel cold but always warm. She had no idea how He would want her to please Him today but it didn't matter to her. She would be happy to do so in whatever manner He wanted.
A twig snapped, she knew He was approaching her and this brought a smile to her face. She felt Him close then against her. His hands crept across her face to cover her eyes as His lips found her neck .... shoulder. She felt as if she would melt as she leaned her head to the side and back towards Him. He continued to mix kisses and soft bites with His words.
" you taste so good 'mine'.... your skin soft "
Lil shiver crept over her, anticipating His words of what would please Him , here and now... but that's not what she heard.
" I know you would do as you're told to but for now, I'm quite pleased just having you here...tasting you and drinking in the scent which is of you alone and soft vanilla. Feeling the warmth of you against Me."
Softly , she moaned.
" Keep your eyes closed"
" Yes Sir" she quietly whispered.
He drew His hands down her cheeks and neck...... her shoulders to her hands. She released the scarf as He drew them up behind her head. She dare not move them elsewhere. Lightly His hands trailed down her forearms, cupping her elbows for a moment before continuing along to where he could slip them forward and cup her breasts. Ample in each hand, He squeezed them...still pressing against her back, she could feel His hard cock.
She could hear the 'smile' in His voice as He whispered how much He enjoyed 'His' breasts. Slowly He reached downwards, over her waist, her hips and drawing His hands back upwards over her tummy. They again came to rest, holding her breasts. Their soft moans fading together.
"This is what pleases me today .... to touch the curves of your body, My body, knowing it is mine for the taking."
Time seemed to stand still for them ..... Him, seeing, knowing that the gift she has given Him is precious and her.... safe, free and protected within His Dominance.
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She creeps to His feet and gently leans forward & kisses them...her lips warm, her kisses loving..... taking His extended hand, she shyly glances up to Him as she kisses His hand.... Gently He draws it back from her..... smiling inside, her lips rest upon His cock..... showering it with soft kissing..... knowing that He will take her as He wishes..... pleasure Himself and she. |
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Thoughts of sun & warmth, sitting beside Him roamed her mind as they spoke. How wonderful she felt right where she was. Tree blanketed hills, shallow ripples on the lakes from the breeze that blew in as we drove. Slowing to turn, the narrow entrance opened up to a picturesque lake with few others enjoying it. He surveyed the shore line before they packed up what He wanted to take. Picking a path, she was perfectly happy, letting Him lead the way. Chatting as they walked, no rush to get to His chosen spot, much of the forest floor cushioned by oak leaves....... rock formations dotted the hillsides. He went ahead then motioned back to her, smiling. A small clearing in the forest, rising up higher over the water....perfect! Blankets went down, their clothes to the side; a sarong draped on her shoulders. He took her hand, walking to the rise above the water and moved behind her.... her sarong slipping to the ground. His face nuzzled in her neck, whispering 'Mine', as His hands roamed the curves of her body coming to rest beneath her ample breasts....caressing and squeezing them. Their world was here and now, with no one but the two. They strolled back to the blankets. He retrieved her collar and she closed her eyes as He placed it on her. " On your knees, mine". She knelt before Him, knowing His expectations. She bent down to kiss His foot, gently, each place her lips touched, leaving a kiss behind. His hand bearly touched her head and she knelt up.... her lips finding the back of His hand and showering it with kisses. As He withdrew His hand, she moved to face His cock. Kissing along the shaft, up one side then the other.... her soft kisses feeling His aroused cock. He reached for her hand , urging her to stand...facing Him and he kissed her deeply. Tongues dancing, tasting one another before they parted. Following His lead, she laid down beside him, her head on His chest leaning against Him. Idle chit chat about how nice it was right then, where they were and how she made Him feel. To know that she was His, pleasured Him and He wanted her to know this. To know that He'd protect what was His, and cherish her.
He moved around behind her, blanketing her with Himself. His hands drew hers above her head and He relaxed. His body warm against hers, His cock nestled between the cheeks of her ass, she tried not to move. Succeeding to a point before she giggled and He rolled off of her, doing the same.
He'd brought a pack full of toys, the handle of a crop quite obvious but made no move to retreive them. The clouds began to form, the threat of rain but a concern that remained in the back round. The umbrella was open, nothing important would get wet. Laying back, He softly whispered, 'pleasure me' as His hand offered His cock. She reached to caress His balls before she moved between His legs, kneeling on all fours as she first kissed His cock. Her breasts brushing lightly on His upper thighs. He reached down, grabbing her breasts and pressed them to His cock. His hips rising and falling, soft pleasing moans escaped His lips before He released them. Leaning forward, she drew His cock into her mouth as she laid between His thighs.... teasing it with her tongue. She enjoyed pleasuring Him in this way, she knew he truly enjoyed it and it was His cock that if He chose to, He would pleasure her with afterwards. Her lips forming a snug 'ring' around His cock as she sucked Him in and out..... breaking only to draw a bit of cool air over the skin. Rain began to fall on her back and legs. His view ... her soft glistening back, ass and legs set against the glimmer of the water and reflection of the trees..
Without a word, he moved from her, to behind her.
" head down, your ass high" She did as He instructed her to, only to feel His hard cock slip between her lips and pause. The head of His cock feeling warm, she wanted to press back but her movement was met with a hard slap on her ass...first one cheek and then the other, adding a few more. He slowly pressed forward, letting her draw His cock into her warm, wet pussy before He began to stroke. Slowly, at first, she met His thrusts as she pressed back, until His orgasm blended with His moans of release. He leaned forward as she tightened the walls of her pussy to gently massage His cock amid His hot cum. Breathing shallow, sweat beaded on them, He moved to lay back down, drawing her to His side. Closing their eyes, the breeze and natural sounds were a lullabye.
A previous discussion about clamps had prompted her to bring some that she had. Upon telling Him, He wanted to see them. Interasting closed C clamps...the kind that once on her nipples, each 1/4" turn sent flickers of arousal to her clit. He toyed with them before gently, motioning her to her back. Pinching her nipples, each in turn, to place them on. She moaned, grimaced, at the initial tightness ... the pain to her nipple, followed by the sensation in her clit. Back and forth, He tightened each just a little. Her eyes closed, missing the sublte smile on His face. He drew His hand down her and back upwards, each time touching the clamps but allowing His hand closer to her parted thighs. She was getting lost in the sensations.... the pain and the pleasure. His fingertip parted her lips... tapping her jewelry, full knowing it would excite her clit even more. He moved, allowing one hand to tighten the clamps as His finger enter her wet cunt....first 1 then 2.... exploring the walls of her wetness. She felt His fingers graze her G-spot, her body showing Him that He had. They spoke quietly as to how He wanted to know all of her, to come to know how to touch her as His fingers moved. He knew she wanted to cum. He was learning to 'read' her movements, the signs to watch for as her aroused heightened and she was close. A moment passed and she asked, with a sense of urgency about her request, to cum. He reminded silent but continuing to touch her as her began to beg for permission to cum. Smiling, he allowed her to soar, feeling the muscles of her pussy grasp His fingers. He watches her face, her slightly arched back until she began to relax. It was she that broke the silence, thanking Him for allowing her to cum. Withdrawing His fingers, He brought them to His lips as she watched...sensually, He sucked them in, tasting her. He removed the clamps and laid back....once again drawing her to Him. Being sated was secondary as to how protected and safe she felt, lying there with Him.
Sprinkles here and there kept the afternoon cool but it was time to leave.... time to don clothing.....pack stuff. He alluded to the rope H'e'd brought and that on their next visit there, she would be bond.
As they left that spot, she toyed with the collar around her neck. His toy bag went untouched but they again learned something about the other.... a continuation of the journey they were embarking on.
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Dark, cool... a nip in the gentle breeze. The absence of the night sounds that the coolness has brought about. Only the lapping of the water , as it caresses the sands, receding to begin again. Ebony sky, jeweled with the twinkling of the stars. A chilled, a peaceful calm. Among the maze of her thoughts, feelings, focus falls on one.
His hands.
Hands that can soothe and caress... correct and demand. Instruments that allow His thoughts to blossom, His demands understood.... bringing His desires to reality. But, are they not just like the hands of any other? Palms, knuckles, fingers...
Able to toil, to share, to extend welcome to another? There is no difference in the anatomy, so what is it that makes "His", His alone ?
A quiet sigh, a soft smile as her thoughts seem to find the answer. His hands are indeed no different then any other mans, except..... to her. For it is His hands that allow her to truly feel sensations, demands, pleasure...... as the extensions of Himself. Inflicting a reminder of discipline when shes drifted amiss, to satisfy His momentary desire and to make her soar beyond her wildest imaginations, when He allows ...... only to rub her body as He brings her back to Him.
Now.... beginning to 'see' His power, His control and to know that it truly is what she seeks. Filling her with an inner glow and warmth as she turns to slowly strolls away. |
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Perhaps all the rains made me associate water, wetness.... waterfalls. The beauty of them and what we share.
Think....form that 'picture', a waterfall, usually admire it from afar first, drinking it in visually, its beauty as a whole. Moving closer, we don't lose the overall 'picture' but we start to see/feel what gives it, its' power and beauty. Closer we get, sprays of water, teasing the skin, cool then warmer as the body heats the droplets. If not afraid, slowly go farther, perhaps allowing its 'power' to lightly touch. Hearing the loud, yet calming rhythm of the water as it rushes over the cliff above. The splashing and swirling as, with definitive force, the essense of the falls slaps the rocks or pools below. Now becoming part of what had preceeded it only moments before. Nearer we get, the more they wash over us. Harder, maybe at times pushing , pressing.....even perhaps causing a 'wavering ' or 2, but in its beauty, the exhileration it brings, something not to back away from, even thou thats an option.
We, dear Master, are the falls, in a sense, and YOU 'their' power, 'their' beauty. You can envelop me completely, drawing me closer, with hints of what I'll find with you, share with you.
The falls pounding ..
The water rushing ..
heat, yes, heat.....
Skin is burning ..
Touch me!
So INTENSE!!! |
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Added as requested.......
....she sat erect, her hands resting on her crossed legs as He sat before her. His eyes devouring her every curve, watching her breath. Her eyes never let Him, smiling inside at His expression, imaging His thoughts. He stroked her hair, brushing it back, only to have the curls tumble back. He smiled. Placing His open hand upon her forehead, slowly, He drew it downwards wanting her eyes closed. Casting her into a world of shadows where only His face was clear. He whispers.....'lie back'.
Slowly as she does, He lifts her one leg forward , bent at the knee, her foot flat , then the other, them slightly parted. She tried to anticipate His touch.... where it will be ...with what... His fingertips, His open hand, His lips??? One finger.... the tip.... slowly swirls in her pussy....the hair soft, curly, drewing down her lips but not parting them. Adding another finger.... gentle tugs amid the swirls.
She parts her knees slowly, as He utters, "Show Me more of that which is Mine". A tepid breeze passes between them as it mingles with her warmth. He reaches forward then draws back as His fingertips skim along her inner thighs and back to nestle in her fur. Again swirling and tugging. She knows that her wetness is there. She sighs at His touch. Leaning between her thighs, His hands, 1 on each knee, she feels His moist breath, hovering over her as He drinks in her scent. Shuttering as His tongue darts out to taste her, sliding along her lips, the pointed tip pressing between them. Finding her piercing, knowing that to touch one end will travel to the other, He flicks His tongue against it, causing her to softly moan. Every touch she feels and movement she senses, forming pictures in her mind. Tingles of excitement flare in her clit. Relaxing back, He moves from her only to part her legs more and let her ease her legs down..... open to Him. Her lips parted, glistening wetness surrounding her cunt. With one finger, He toys with her clit, causing her to wiggle and again, moan. Poising His other hand at her cunt, He slowly slips a finger into her and withdraws...only to add another. As they slide inward, she presses down.... His fingers finding what He's searching for. Brushing His finger against it, she quickly tightens her muscles then relaxes. Wanting, as much as he, for Him to excite her. His thumb replaces His other hand on her swollen clit, gently rubbing small circles on it. Rhythmicly, He moves His fingers as she thrusts her hips upwards to his hand. Sensing her arousal as the walls of her cunt grasp His fingers then release...... she moves downward to meet His fingers..... her breathing deepens and quickens....as her legs seem to stiffen...her toes pointing .....as a moan, louder, escapes her lips. Wanting her to cum, not to linger in that place.... He urged her her to cum for Him, to cum hard. With those words, the ones she was waiting for, she lets herself go..... her orgasm washing over her clit, breathing quickly as it waved to deep within her cunt....as her hips rise up .... the rising and falling of sensations..... of her release. He slows as he senses her need for Him to do so. Softly he said, "Open your eyes". She did and as they adjusted to their surroundings once again, He took His fingers from her, He leaned up and touched her lips.... outlining them in her wetness before His lips met hers. Then moving to sit beside her, He drew her close, she curling up next to Him.
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Yesss......Paddles tonight ! Gonna be good to be in the city! |
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Stories, sometimes needs a lil tweeking . Definately, more satisfied with herself |
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How true it is that when one sense is taken away, the others become heightened. How certain parts of the body seem to be connected to others. Thoughts racing thru my head , wee flutterbys, as I dressed. Thoughts that I knew, you were going to prove to be very true, today.
My smile meeting yours as you took my hand, your lips brushing a soft kiss on cheek. Exchanging incidentals before you pressed one finger against my lips.... letting me know that I was to be silent. My heart racing as a followed you out to the gardens. Stopping, turning to face me, your hand slipping beneath my hair, intertwining your fingers as as you tugged. A kiss starting out slowly....deepened to one of passion and wanting. Our tongues danced.... as you pressed against me. My hands slipping about you, softly caressing your back.... your shoulders.... a fingertip teasing you. Your lips leaving mine.... trailing kisses and nips down my neck to my shoulder, taking my breath away, as soft moans escaping my lips.
Stepping back....your hands on my shoulders, drawing forward... you undid each button. Letting my dress slip from my shoulders....feeling it cool as it fell to my feet... leaving me naked before you. Watching your every move so intently, as you retrieved a pillow, dropping it before me, not daring to ask what else you had there. Your eyes told me to kneel. Again, your hand reached to take something .... a black silk scarf dangled from one finger, an impish smile crept across your face. Once again, your finger pressed to my lips before kissing my forehead..... my nose..... and my lips. Your drew the scarf along my tummy , up a cross my breasts.... its touch soft. Making it dance on my bare skin. One finger tipping my head up to you, you softly kissed me, my eyes locked with yours.... just before covering my eyes and tying the scarf. I sensed you step away from me , trying follow the 'feel' your presense.
Behind me, yes....... you were behind me. Feeling one wrist being tied to the other but being sure it wasn't too tight. Where were you.... how were you going to touch me & with what....raced thru my mind.
In front of me.... I 'knew' it.... just as your warm hands began fondling my breasts.... my nipples...... flitting downwards, then they were gone. Feeling warm breath encompassing my nipple, getting lost in the sensation as you suddenly drew your tongue over it. My breath quickened.... savoring the feeling, as you gently sucked, nipped, tugged. My clit tingled... getting lost in the small flickers of arousal. Then you were gone.... my feeling the coolness of where your warm mouth had been.
Again, trying to sense your presense.... aside me, behind me? Sudden warmth as your hands caressed my ass.... rubbing, squeezing as you bent over whispering to me how much your were enjoying our time. Feeling my clit aching to be touched.... toyed with. You continued to whisper softly how you were going to tease, excite and arouse me. Nipping at my shoulders as you spoke. Telling me that you had not yet decided whether or not you were going to fuck me...... whether or not, you were even going to let me cum. The words made me shiver, shutter..... not of fright but of anticipation of how you were going to use me for what pleasured you.
Where had you stepped to.... listening so intently for a sound, any sound.... to feel warmth from your body ever so close to mine. In front of me.... your fingertips pressing gently against each inner thigh ...wanted them parted.
Rush of coolness passed between them as I did.... I knew I was aroused & wet. Your open hand, caressing me.... pressing as a finger slipped to tap the silver ball... full knowing that it would tease my aroused clit. Stronger, more intense sensations as your fingers played and I pressed my hips to you. My breathing quickened as i swayed against your finger, trying to catch the fleeing sensations. Softly murmurring, moaning, you knew how close you were taking me..... then it was gone.... an emptiness between my thighs. My clit throbbing with arousal. I so wanted to cum, something you denied me.
" not yet my pet, not yet"
Your hand cupped my chin as your finger tapped my lip. Gentle touch, one finger, for me to taste myself. Licking your finger, sucking it gently, deeply into my mouth.... an erotic sight. One i'd hoped would want you to take me there and then.... but to no avail.
Again you moved from me only to return with a touch here....then there.... your lips finding mine then not. Each time my lips longing to hold the kiss longer. Your fingertip drawn across my skin.... where ever you felt you wanted it to roam. Trying to be still... quiet but soft moans escaped my lips.... at times, trying to move to meet your touch.
Something touched my thigh.... the falls of a flogger. You drew it up one thigh and then the other, teasing upwards until you were dragging it across my face. I sensed you move as it did around behind me. Taking the handle, you tapped my inner thighs. Satisfied with my stance, you drew the tendrils over me down to my ass. Legs parted you swung the flogger between them, stinging my swollen clit.
" count my strokes"
One...... two....... three.... the falls biting into my skin....
Four.... five..... six... withering at the pleasureable pain....
Seven...eight.....nine.... my breathing deep, biting my lip ...
Ten....eleven.....twelve ....bearly audible ....
Then you stopped.... " good girl' as you reached, caressing my pussy. Pressing back to ou, begging you to let me cum. Hearing a soft laugh, you stepped away, yet again.
Again you came beside me.... your tongue tracing my ear, filling it with the warmth of your breath....dragging your tongue down my neck and forward, as you moved to face me. I sensed you kneeling there...leaving the cool ness behind from your tongue. Your open hand scooped up my breast.... taunting my nipple with your teeth.... teasing it with your tongue, biting and pulling it. Your other hand flowed down my side.... my hip.... to nestle into the hair of my pussy. My hips pressed forward as you slipped your finger between my lips. Your warm breath again at my ear.... telling me how you were going to let me... make me.... cum. Feeling my breathing quicken...deepen as your fingers teased and played, you knew how aroused i wasl. A commanding tone.... told me to cum.... to ride the sensations. Inaudible moans gradually increased as I pressed and rubbed my clit against you..... cumming .... culminating the feelings of arousal.... letting their release envelope me.
You held me to you as your softly caressed my sensitive clit..... my breathing slowing.
You leaned back ..... standing before me, you pressed your hips forward, feeling your swollen, hard, cock trapped within your jeans. You undid the snap....the zipper tab against my lips.
" Unzip it with your teeth."
I fumbled with the tab, grasping tightly it, with my teeth and drawing it, slowly, downwards. The glistening tip of your cock slowly emerged thru the opening. Wetness touching my face, feeling it warm then cool. I heard you tug your jeans downward and each foot move, to step from them. Guiding your cock to my mouth, tracing my lips with the smooth, taut tip, tapping my hungry lips. My tongue darted out to taste you but you drew back. As if a small 'whip' , you kept tapping my cheeks as my mouth searched to seize it. Pausing at my parted lips, you thrust forward, your cock deep in my mouth... taking my breath away.
Wrapping my soft lips tightly around it , i sucked hard to draw you back as you withdrew. Your hands finding my hair, holding my head still, you stroked in a manner pleasing to you.
" See what you've done, slut?" ...as you eased back, releasing my hair, you left my mouth empty but yearning.
I felt your hand move around to free my hands then reach up to give me my sight back .... my eyes found yours as our lips met .... gentle, soothing kiss with lips parting... allowing our tongues to massage one anothers.
Suddenly, with one swift movement, you were behind me. Handful of my hair, pressing me forward, down on my hands. Feeling your hard cock throbbing in your jeans. With one hand you allowed your cock the freedom to find what it was seeking..... my pussy..... YOUR pussy. Rubbing the wet head along the crack of my ass, pressing forward to find my wetness. You paused, your hands grasping my hips and your entered me hard....deep. Walls of my cunt massaging you as you stroked.... touching that spot deep within me, i moved back to meet your thrusts. Wild, growling sounds escaped your lips, i knew we were both so close to coming together. Moaning loudly, breathing hard, sweat down the small of my back, we soared together. Feeling your hot cum spurting within me as waves of my orgasm overtook me. The ultimate sexual pleasure, cumming together. Sated, you slowed.....stroking in and out, the sounds of our juices mingled. Your cock slipping from me, you rested backwards, drawing me to you....holding me. Whispering how much i'd pleased you. As we calmed, we rolled back and to the side...relaxing.... exhausted & sated. You draped a blanket around us and drew me to you, holding me close |
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Staring off into the distance,
strange warmth, a halos glow,
Sweet and pleasing sensations,
from whose hand, only her to know.
She's cradled in His arms,
her minds 'eyes' still clearly see,
Her smooth skin, softly shivers,
at thoughts of who still holds the key.
He can raise her up, to heights untold,
then gently let her slip,
Her Masters touch, amazing,
and only He controls the grip.
Thoughts of her excitement,
at pleasing Him , so real,
Especially when His voice commands,
'come, my little one and kneel".
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Chat requests, from unknown senders, will be declined....tis just the way i am |
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OMG.... perusing this new feature.....are these people for real in these journals??? |
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Noooo, CA is NOT close to NY, neither is VA or FL or any state or place outside the US & not within the tri-state area. Even then, some are too far. So please do not email me if thats where you hail from. "Online" relationships work well for some but not me. Thanks! Good luck with your search & Be well. |
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