i check my e-mail first thing in the morning. You, Mistress K, have sent me a message telling me to be at Your place by 10:00 this morning or i will be punished. It's almost 8:00 now and i have to hurry up if i'm going to make it. i take a quick shower and trim and groom my beard, then i hop in the car and start making my way to Your place.

You tell me that You want to go shopping. Apparently one of Your other worshippers was late for a date with You, and You made him feel real guilty. To make it up to You, he has given You his credit card and told You to go shopping and spoil Yourself. You figure that You can take a worshiper/slave along to help You with Your shopping, and that's why you commanded me to be here today. i feel lucky that my Mistress K has picked me for this assignment today.

You are still in your bathrobe, and before we can leave, You must get dressed and prepared to go out, and i, your lowly slave, must help you get ready. You pick out a conservative, but attractive outfit of a purple blouse and a mid length skirt. Not slutty at all, but rather very classy. It's very business like. You also pick out some very sexy underwear to go with the outfit. A sexy white garter belt, some seamed stockings, a very sexy pair of white panties and a matching white push up brassiere.

You then bring everything over to the bed and command me to help you get dressed. i put the garter belt on you, then I pull on the sexy hose. You step into the panties one foot at a time and i pull them up to your wonderful hips. i then help you put your bra on and i hold your blouse for you and you put it on. i then button up the blouse. Finally, i hold out your skirt and you step into it and I pull it up and zip and button the fasteners.

You walk over to your make up table and command me to come over and get on my hands and knees in front of the table. You don't have a chair for Your make up table because You prefer to sit on Your slave's back instead. You put on your facial makeup and some perfume, squirming a little on my back as i am on all fours acting as Your bench.

Finally, You walk over to your closet and pick out a sexy pair of high-heeled shoes. You tell me, "It's your lucky day, slave. After a full day of walking around in these, I'm going to enjoy your adoring hands and tongue on my feet." You put on the shoes, lacing up the sexy leather laces around Your ankles. Then you get up and say, "Let's go, slave."

We walk out the door and you hand me the keys and start walking to my car. i quickly lock your door and turn to catch up with you. i wasn't quick enough because You are standing by the passenger side of the car with Your arms crossed and an annoyed look on Your face. i run over to you and open the door as quickly as I can, saying "i'm sorry, Mistress K. i'll try to be quicker." You get in the car and i reach in to fasten Your seat belt for You. Then, i walk around, get in and start the car.

You tell me which way to go to get to the mall. We come up on a fast food joint along the way and You say "pull in here, I'm thirsty." i pull in. As i'm approaching the drive through, You tell me "I want a diet Coke, and You can have a glass of ice water." i start to protest, and You tell me "Be quiet, slave. I'm in charge, and I said you can have a glass of ice water." i pull up to the speaker and order. As i'm pulling up to the pickup window, You tell me "be sure to get some extra napkins. i pull up and pay and get our order and the extra napkins. You tell me to hand You both drinks and the napkins. You have a stern look about You, and i know better than to speak up.

We continue on our way to the mall, and You drink Your drink, but when i reach for my water, You say "No!" When we are stopped at a traffic light, You tell me "unzip your pants, slave, and open them up." You tell me that i'm a good slave for remembering that i am not to wear underwear in Your presence. You then take some of the ice from my water, wrap it in a napkin and put it in my pants, over my cock. You then wrap it up in several more napkins to prevent the wetness from showing on my pants. You close and zip the pants back up and tell me to keep driving.

When we get to the mall parking lot, You tell me to park at the outer edge of the parking lot, away from other cars. You tell me to unzip and open my pants again. My manhood is frozen, wet and shrunken to a very small size. You take some satin ribbon out of Your purse and You start to wrap my shriveled penis tightly in the ribbon. You fold a tight knot at each end. Then, You take some cotton cord that looks kind of like thick string or yarn, You soak it in the cold water, and You tie it tightly around the base of my cock and balls. You also continue wrapping it in a spiral up the shaft and tie a tight loop at the top. i can tell that when the cord shrinks from drying out, this is going to be painfully tight. You say, "There, that should keep you from embarrassing me by getting too excited, slave."

You tell me to drop You off at the main entrance and park the car. You warn me that i should hurry and catch up to You, or i will be punished later. i park the car as quickly as i can, and run back to catch up with You, but You're already in the mall. i start looking for You. i see You walking into Macy's. When i catch up with You, You are at the fragrance counter. You spray a sample on Your arm and ask me what i think. i take a smell, and it smells good. The combination of Your natural scent with the perfume is absolutely mesmerizing. i tell You that it's wonderful. You jokingly tell the woman behind the counter that You want to find the scent that drives men wild, inflaming their passions and creating maximum excitement. Of course, the twine is drying and getting tighter, and the more You excite me, the more it hurts. But You keep trying several more scents and ask me my opinion about each one. The painful throbbing in my pants just keeps getting worse.

You finally settle on something and buy a small bottle. You hand me the package and start walking away. You are looking around the store. You find the women's department and look at some of the clothes. i'm tagging along behind, carrying the bag with Your perfume, trying not to limp from the pain. Then, You see the lingerie section. Boy, if there's one place i don't want to go right now it's the lingerie section. In my predicament, that's going to be even more painful. You start heading that way.

You ask me what i think about everything, checking out the sexy frilly panties, looking through the push up brassieres. You hold up a really sexy teddy to Your luscious body and ask me "How do you think this would look on me?" i'm trying hard not to think of that. i'd like to go over the statistics for every pitch thrown by an Atlanta Braves pitcher last year. i look at it and it's a gorgeous teddy. i wince from the pain as i imagine Your glorious breasts squeezing out the top and Your delicious ass peeking out the back. A few more painful throbs and i tell You that i think it would be great on You. i tell You that that teddy is one of the few things i've seen You pick up that would do justice to Your exquisite body. You hand it to me and say, "I'll get this one." You pick out some really sexy panties with a really thin thong strip up the back too. You say You don't understand why men find those so attractive because they aren't very comfortable. You pay for Your new things with Your admirer's card, hand me the bag to carry and we leave Macy's.

There's a drug store there in the mall. You say, "I need a few little things. Since we're here, why don't I just stop in and get them now." i pick up a hand basket as we walk in to the drugstore. We start walking around the store. You pick up some shampoo and conditioner and throw it in the basket. Then, You pick up some baby oil, some antiperspirant, some tooth paste and a tooth brush, a bottle of Windex, a box of hefty bags, some feminine products, laundry detergent, dishwasher soap. It keeps going and going. It doesn't take You long to completely fill the hand basket to overflowing. i'm dropping things as You add the last couple of items. You tell me that i need to be more careful with Your things, and that i'm going to be punished if i keep dropping things. i try as hard as i can, but You keep adding things and stuff is falling out of the basket. Finally, You say "Damn, if I want this unbroken, I'll just have to carry it myself." We go to the checkout with You carrying the last couple of items. It's enough to fill 4 of those large plastic bags with the reinforced handles.

We walk out of the drug store with me following You with the 4 bags of household supplies, the two Macy's bags with the lingerie and the perfume. You say You're hungry, so we should go to the food court. You order some food for us from one of the walk up counters. i start to tell You what i want, but You look at me and tell me what i'm getting. The guy behind the counter puts our food and drinks on one of those trays, and You stand there waiting for me to pick it up and carry it for You.

i try to carry most of the bags on one hand, with one or two hanging from my other arm, and the tray on that arm. You find us a table for two. i set the tray on the table. You choose Your chair and pull the second chair to the side of the table next to You. You tell me to put the bags on the second chair. i set the bags down and stay standing up, looking at You, wondering where i'm supposed to sit. Finally, You look up and tell me, "you can eat across from me, slave. You don't need a chair, just kneel down and eat Your lunch." Now, not only am i in pain, but everyone in the food court knows that You have complete control of me and i will obey Your every command.

When we finish lunch, i take care of clearing off the table and throwing away our sandwich wrappers and cups. Then i come back to pick up our packages. You are already walking down the mall. i pick everything up quickly and try to catch up. You walk into a house wares kind of place, "Crate and Barrel" or something like that. You are looking at candles and glasses and all kinds of stuff. Thank god, You aren't picking anything up. You ask me what i think of some glasses, a basket, and various other things. You see a big candleholder with a big triple wick candle, about 6" in diameter, and You tell me You really like that. i say it looks really nice, but i just don't know. i'm thinking how big and heavy it's going to be for me to carry with all this other stuff, but i'm a good slave and i'll do what i have to do. We make it over to the kitchenwares and cookware section, and You ask me about some of the things there. i tell You that my hobby is gourmet cooking, and they have some good cookware here. They have a big cast iron "grill pan" on sale, and that catches my eye. Boy am i a stupid slave. i tell You i have one just like it, and it's great for grilling steaks, fish, just about anything on Your stove. You decide to get one of those too. Then we check out. Your other admirer is racking up quite a bill. The cast iron pan is so heavy that they give us one of those big bags with the string handles just for it; Same thing for the candle. Well, at least i can put some of the lighter bags in the big bags with the heavy stuff.

By the time i've got everything gathered together, You are already gone. i walk out into the mall and start looking for You again. i just see You going into a women's clothing store a little way down the mall. As quickly as i can, i make my way to the store. i find a bench back near the dressing rooms. i set our packages down on the bench and sit down. You are walking around the store, looking at short skirts, blouses, dresses. You pick out a couple of miniskirts that You like and call me over. i come to Your side and You hand me the skirts. i continue to follow You around the store, and You pick out several things that catch Your eye. A few tops, a nice sundress. You find the lady that works there and say "I'd like to try these on." She leads us back to the dressing rooms and unlocks one for You. i hold out the clothes as if to hand them to You and You ignore me for the moment. You tell the lady "Thank you" for unlocking the room and she turns and walks away. You turn to me and see me trying to hand You the clothes and You say, "Well, take those in there and I'll be right in. I saw one other thing I'd like to try." i say "Yes, Mistress K," as You turn to walk away.

i hang everything neatly on one of the hooks. In a minute, You are back with a beautiful skimpy black evening dress. i wince in pain as i imagine You in it. You say "I want to start with the tops, Help me out of my blouse." i start unbuttoning Your blouse and take it off gently, hanging it carefully on one of the other hooks. i turn back to You, and after a few seconds, You say "Come on, we don't have all day. Get that first blouse over there and help me put it on." i put the blouse on You, button it up and help You tuck it in to Your skirt. When i'm finished, You walk out and walk around the mirrors in the back of the store, seeing how the new blouse looks on You. You come back to the dressing room and i take that blouse off and put on the next top. This continues with me undressing You and dressing You up in each new top. When we come to a particularly sexy, silky, almost see through blouse. You come back to the dressing room after walking around in it and You say "I wonder how this would look without a bra." i start to unbutton the blouse, but You say "No, silly, let me." and You proceed to do that trick that amazes men, taking Your bra off without even loosening Your shirt. i put Your bra with Your blouse. You give each of Your nipples a little pinch to bring them to attention and You walk back out. When You come back, i take off that top and get the last one. i start to put it on, and You say "Put my bra back on first." i do this, trying not to linger too much touching Your breasts because it's causing me great pain in my pants.

You come back with that last top and You say, "now let's try the skirts." i take off Your skirt and hang it with Your other clothes. Then i put the first miniskirt on You. We continue the same routine with the skirts, then we come to the dresses. i take off the last blouse and miniskirt and help You into one of the sundresses. We continue until we get to the skimpy black evening dress. For that one, i have to take Your bra off again because You want to see how it looks without Your bra straps showing. i swear, i'm getting so hard that i think i might just break the string and ribbon binding my cock and cream my pants. But the bindings hold and all i have is pain.

You say that You are getting the black dress, and You ask me what my favorite dress, skirt and top were. i pick a bright print sundress, one of the more tasteful and conservative miniskirts and i have to admit that the silky, almost see through blouse was my favorite. You say "Fine, I'll get those," and You pick one other dress and the shortest, brightest miniskirt, saying to me "This is the only one slutty enough to go with that blouse you picked. It will look good with or without underwear." i wince in pain at the thought. Now, You tell me that after this we have to go to the bathroom. With that diet coke earlier and the drink You had with lunch, You have to pee soon. You take Your purchases to the counter and pay for them. Then You walk away and i pick up the two new bags, along with all the other bags and try to balance them so i can walk.

At least this time, i know where You are headed. i catch up with You on the way back to the food court area and we make our way down the back hall to the bathrooms. You tell me that You will require the services of Your adoring slave for this, but You don't think You should take me into the ladies' room. You ask me to check the men's room and see if it's clear. i jumble all the packages and try to open the door. Finally, i manage to get the door open without dropping anything. i walk inside and there's nobody in there. i go back to the door and yell that the coast is clear. i hope You hear me because i'll have a hard time opening the door from the inside. Nothing happens, so i start rearranging the packages and trying to pull the door open. i get it partway open and quietly tell You the coast is clear.

You push the door the rest of the way and come in, saying "a gentleman would hold the door for a lady." You go straight to the handicap stall. i walk in behind You and start hanging the bags on the hook on the door. It's not the cleanest. You let me know that You aren't pleased, saying "That's filthy. What am I going to do?" i get some toilet paper and clean the seat the best i can. It still doesn't meet Your approval. i take one of the paper seat liners (i call them 'butt gaskets') and put it down on the seat. You say that's better, but it's still not acceptable. You turn with Your back to the toilet, like You are going to sit down and tell me to get on my knees in front of You, very close. Then You tell me to put my arms and hands on the seat so that You can sit on my arms. i do as i am ordered. You pull Your panties down and sit down on my arms. You take care of business with me on my knees right in front of You, supporting You with my arms. When You finish pissing, You ask me to clean You up with my tongue. i was worried that You are so annoyed with me that You wouldn't ask for this. i say "Thank You for the opportunity to serve You and lick You clean, Mistress K." Then i begin to lick you clean. You stop me after just a little bit, saying You only want me to clean You, not to get You wet and dirty again. You get up and take Your panties the rest of the way off. You start looking in the bags for the panties You bought at Macy's. You finally find them and put them on. You ask me if i think they look good, and i tell You that they look positively edible and delicious. You say they better, because they are uncomfortable as hell.

You ask me if i need to go and i tell You that there's no way i could with the bindings on. You ask me to show You, and i open my pants and show You. The string is digging into the ribbon, and the ribbon has unfurled a bit as i regained my normal dimensions when the ice-cold wetness went away. The head is dark purple and swollen. It looks painful. You ask me if You should kiss it to make it feel better. i say that i wouldn't ask You to do that, but You are the Mistress and i wouldn't stop You either. You untie the knot at the tip and release the binding and the ribbon. The base is still tied pretty tight, but some blood starts to flow. The sudden rush of blood causes an incredible sensation. Pain and pleasure mixed. i moan from the intensity. You take a playful lick or two. You are kind of rough in your ministrations, and the pain is intense. It's so intense that i say "Please, Mistress K, it's so sensitive that it really hurts when you that." And i try to push You away. You go back to licking, but now you are being very gentle. It is still a little painful, but in a very pleasurable way. my cock starts hardening and growing to its full size. You continue to lick me and tease me. i'm almost to the point of cumming when you stop and say "I didn't give you permission to cum yet, slave." You stop licking give me a little squeeze with your hand.

You ask me again if i have to go. i tell You that i'll hold it because i think it will really hurt if i try to go now. You say "Okay, but You better be able to hold it till we get home. We're not taking another bathroom break." You push the tail of the string and the ribbon down the right leg of my short pants, pulling it out the bottom and You zip my pants up. Then, You turn around quickly pull the stall door open, knocking one of the bags off the hook. i catch it before it hits the floor. You walk quickly out of the bathroom.

i'm left trying to gather all the packages and catch up with You. i walk back out into the mall, and i don't see You. i walk down one way for a bit, looking in the shops and i haven't found You. Then i walk the other way.

i see You in a shoe store. You have the attention of a Young man who works there. You've asked him for 7 different styles of shoes in Your size. He's coming back, juggling the boxes as i walk in (juggling bags of stuff). i walk up and You tell me "Sit" and point at the chair on Your right. i quietly say "Yes, Mistress K" and sit down, putting our bags on the chair next to me on the right. The young man puts the first pair of shoes on Your feet. You get up and walk around. You look at them in the mirror. You aren't sure. You sit down and tell him to put on the next pair. He seems to take his time rubbing Your feet as he pulls each shoe off. i think You might be turning him on. You try on the next pair of shoes. Then, while he's taking those shoes off Your feet and putting the next pair on, You lean over, showing some cleavage, and You rub Your calves, showing him all Your legs up to the knee. He's getting a little nervous, and i'm sure You are turning him on. After walking around the store in that pair, You sit back down. While he's taking that pair off and putting the next pair on, You massage the back of Your knee, lifting Your skirt a little higher and showing him a little more. He's staring up Your skirt, so You show him even more. You lift it to the point where You're sure he can see Your new, sexy panties. You walk around in this pair, but You don't like them. While he's taking those off and putting on the next pair, You reach down, pull Your skirt up and start rubbing the crotch of Your panties. He's staring at Your hand and almost drooling on the last pair of shoes. You say "Do You like what You see?" and he just mumbles "Yeah, I do," kind of in a trance. You say, "We'll talk about that more in a minute. Now, i want to try on this last pair." You decide You really like the last pair and one other pair. You sit back down and ask him to try the other pair You liked again. You give him another little peak while he's changing Your shoes. You walk around in that pair, and You decide You want to try the last pair again. Then You sit down and ask him to take off the new shoes and put Your old ones back on. You lift Your skirt again, and You work the panties into the crack of Your pussy, showing the puffy outer lips to him. While he's staring at You, You ask him when he gets to go on a break. He says in about 30 minutes. You ask him where the back exit of the store leads, does it go in that hallway by the bathrooms? He says yes. You say to him "If You want to see more, I'll be in the hall back there in exactly 30 minutes." You pull Your panties even harder into Your pussy and rub Your clit with Your index finger as You say "If You bring this last pair of shoes and give them to me, I'll even let You touch and taste it." He just says "Wow," then a long pause, then "OK." You get up and walk out of the store, saying "Come with me, slave boy" as You leave. i quickly pick up all our bags and packages and try to catch up.

You are heading back to the food court. You go to the cookie place and get some chocolate chip cookies, a small diet coke for You and a jumbo size coke with no ice for me. Once again, You sit down at a table for two. i don't even ask, i just put the bags on the other chair, and kneel down across the table from You. You tell me that i have to drink my whole drink, and You feed me little bits of cookie, one little piece at a time. Under the table, You kick Your left shoe off, and You are using Your toes to pull on the string and the ribbon hanging out of the leg of my shorts. You are pulling pretty hard, and every time You pull, there is a wince of pain on my face. i know that if i make any noise, i will be punished later, so i don't say anything or make any noise. We continue like this, sharing the cookies and drinking our drinks. After about 20 minutes, You put Your shoe back on and get up to go to the back hall by the shoe store. You tell me to follow, but hang back a little. You want me there to protect You if the guy tries anything You don't want, but You want me to be in the background, otherwise.

We get back there, and he comes out of the back of the shoe store. You ask him if he brought the shoes. He says yes and hands them to You. You call me over and say "Put these one of my in my bags." i say, "Yes mistress," and i put the shoes in one of the bags and step away. You tell the shoe guy, "On your knees now." He kneels down and You get up really close and pull up Your skirt. You ask him what he thinks and he says, "You're beautiful." You start rubbing Yourself through Your panties. He's so close You can feel his breath on Your thighs. Again, You pull the panties into Your pussy and show Your outer lips. You start running Your tickling finger up one side and down the other. You occasionally rub Your clit through the panties.

You ask him if he wants a taste? He says "Yeah" and leans forward trying to press his face against You and sticking his tongue out to lick Your flesh. You push him back and say not yet. You push the crotch of the panties to the side and rub above the hood of Your clit a little. You spread Your lips and push one of Your fingers into Your wet hole. You rub it under his nose. You push it in again and then bring it up and suck on it Yourself. Finally You push Your finger in again and bring it out wet and rub it on his lips and say, "taste it." He licks Your wet finger and moans. You say, "Pull your dick out and play with it." He leans back a bit, unzips his pants and pulls it out. You go back to spreading Your lips with Your fingers, exposing Your clit, pushing a finger into Your hole to get it wet and rubbing Your clit with the wet finger. You are getting very turned on. So is he. You look down and he's jerking furiously. You continue to play with Your clit while You flip Your shoes off and ask him to tell You when he's going to cum.

Then, You turn around, showing him Your scrumptious ass. You reach back and pull the back of the thong panties out of Your crack and up on one cheek to show the crack of Your beautiful ass and the tight little pucker of Your anus. You spread Your lips apart again and run a finger down from Your clit to Your wet vagina. You push the finger in to get it wet, then continue down and rub it around Your asshole. You go back up to Your pussy hole and wet Your finger some more, then You let it wander back down and circle the pucker one more time. This time, You push the finger into Your asshole and rub it in and out a little. You take the finger out and reach back between Your legs, putting it right under his nose and ask, "Want a taste of that too?" He just blurts out "I'm almost there, I'm gonna come."

You turn around quickly and order him "Come on my feet, slutboy!" In a few seconds, he's spurting his seed on Your stockings and feet. You then yell at him "Pull your pants up and get out of here before I make you lick it up." You put Your come covered feet back into Your shoes and walk away. i follow You out.

i've really got to pee at this point. That jumbo-sized coke didn't help, but i remember You telling me when we were in the bathroom that i'd have to wait till we got home. i hope i'll make it. You start toward the exit of the mall and i follow. You are walking quickly and i can barely keep up because of all the packages i'm carrying.

When we get to the car, You are standing with Your arms crossed at the door. i go to the door, and open it to let You in. i reach in and start to put Your belt on, but You tell me to wait a minute. You tell me to put the packages in the trunk and come back to Your door before we do anything else. i put the packages in the trunk, being careful to arrange everything so that it won't fall around the trunk and break anything fragile. It is difficult to get everything arranged so that the trunk lid will close, but i finally manage.

Then i walk back around to Your open car door. You are sitting sideways on the seat with Your feet hanging on the lower ledge of the door. You order me, "Get me one of my new pairs of shoes, slave." i say, "Yes Mistress," and i go back to the trunk and get the pair that the shoe guy gave You in the hallway.

i return to Your door and You bark out, "On your knees, slave." i quickly drop to my knees and say "Yes, Mistress K." You slip one of Your cum covered feet out of Your shoe and place it in my face. You order me, "Lick it clean, slave." i protest, "Please, Mistress K, let me use a napkin to clean You up." You take Your other foot and snag the ribbon that's still hanging out the leg of my shorts and pull it very hard. The pain is intense and i relent and say, "Yes, Mistress K."

i take Your foot in my hand and begin rubbing it. i'm hoping to rub most of the cum off with my hands so that i won't have to lick it all up. As i massage Your feet, You lean Your head back and sigh with pleasure. Finally, i take Your foot up to my mouth and start licking at Your toes. i lick and suck Your toes through the nylon of Your stockings. i'm surprised that the combination of Your very sweaty feet with the shoe guy's cum tastes pretty good. i've always enjoyed licking Your sweaty feet. The taste of Your sweat turns me on. After a while, i work my way up to the arch of Your foot and the top. Then, i lick Your sole, all the way back to the heel. You say "That will have to do," in a very annoyed tone of voice, and You pull Your left foot away and shove Your right foot in front of me. "Now, do the other one," You say. i start giving Your right foot the same massage and tongue bath that i just finished giving Your left foot. When i finish that, You hold Your feet out in front of You and look down at them, wriggling Your toes. You say, "It looks like you didn't get all the cum off of them, slave, but I guess you did the best you could."

Then, You reach up under You skirt and unsnap Your garter belt from the stockings and start rolling the stockings down Your legs. You shove each stocking in it's cum filled shoe and tell me, "You will suck the stockings clean when we get home." Then, You order me, "Get my new shoes out and put them on my feet now, slave." i say, "Yes, Mistress K," and i open the box and get the new shoes out and put them on Your beautiful feet.

Finally, You take the box from me and throw it behind Your seat. You tell me "Get in the car and drive us home, slave. Now!" i help You get situated in Your seat and i buckle You in with the seat belt. Then, i get in the car and start driving home.

Sunday Morning Breakfast Surprise - Part 1

I wake up early. It's 5 am on Sunday morning. I log in to check my email, and in with all the other messages and spam, I have a notification message from CollarMe saying I have a new message there.

OK. That's cool.  I check in there. One of my friends has a new picture, and I have a message in my inbox. The new pic looks pretty hot.  I check that out first.

The picture is a bit blurry, maybe a phone picture, and it's a very closeup shot of her pussy. The lips are gaping a bit and swolen and distended. There's a string of creamy cum dripping from her hole, and she looks very wet. The caption is "Just had a great time with one of my CollarMe friends."  It's a very hot and sexy picture of a woman who has obviously enjoyed some hot sex play.

That picture excites me in many ways. I begin to harden down there from the excitement.  But I'm also salivating a bit. My first thought is that I really want to lick that freshly fucked pussy and taste the mix of cum that is in there.

Well, let's see what the message is.  I click the inbox icon at the top.  The message is from the same friend who posted the picture, and the topic is "I'm making breakfast for you ..."  Wow!!! I click the link. Here's what I read:

I'm making breakfast for you.

I had a date tonight with _______, a guy I met here on CollarMe. You should check out his pictures. His cock is even better in person than in his pictures. He started out a little fast. The first time we did it, I had to stop him, roll him on his back and pin him down and ride him slowly, sometimes stopping just to hold him deep in me. I wanted it to last and he was going way too fast at first. He still came a little quickly, and when he did, OMG, it was like a firehose going off inside me.

We rested a bit, and after a rest, I licked his big cock and played with ait a little. I tried to suck it, but I could barely get the head of that monster in my mouth. Once I had him hard, I told him I wanted him to pound me hard with his big cock. I wanted it fast and hard and rough. He was great.  Lots of stamina.  He pounded me hard and fast, and he lasted a very long time the second round. We started out doggy style.  He pounded so hard and so deep in me, and there was a lot of slapping sounds as his body slammed into my ass. My orgasms came in huge waves, and I soaked the bed under me. That seemed to last an hour (it was probably only 15 or 20 minutes, but it seemed longer). He was sweating and breathing heavy, but he kept pounding me hard. Then he had me roll over, and he pulled me to the edge of the bed. He pounded me looking down at me for another good long time. I was getting really sore, but I was still having wave after wave of orgasms. I wanted it to keep going. I lost track of time, it was so wonderful. The next thing I remember is him groaning and cumming again deep inside me with another huge load.

I told him, if he wants to stay the night, he can. But he'll have to fuck me again like that in the morning. I want to be pounded so hard that I'm sore all day and walk funny. He says he's good with doing that in the morning.

Pete, I know when we met, you said you wanted to come over and lick my pussy one morning after I've been playing. Your messages and posts online also say that. I hope you mean it.

He's going to pound me again when he gets up in the morning, and I'm sure he'll leave me sore and full of cum. I'll need you to kiss me down there and soothe me with your tongue. Please come by to give me your wonderful tongue after he leaves. Go to the coffee shop where we met last week and call me when you get there. I'll give you directions from there. I only live a few minutes away. If my phone is not on, and it goes straight to voicemail, then he's still here. Have yourself a coffee and I'll call you when he leaves.

PS.  Check out my new picture. I took one to show you how I look right now. I hope you enjoy that picture.

Wow!!!!  I can't believe how lucky I am this morning.  I pour myself a cup of coffee. I send your new picture to my phone and attach it to your entry in my directory. That's what I'll see now when you call me. Then, I start dressing and preapring for a trip to town. In fifteen minutes, I'm in my car heading south for the hour drive to the big city. An hour and a half after I read your message, I'm pulling into that little coffee shop.  

I get out my phone and give you a ring. It's still pretty early, and I expect to get your voicemail, so I'm a bit surprised when you answer right away. You sound just a little out of breath. You answer, "Hi Pete," and I say "Hi Sexxxy." You ask, "Are you close by yet?" and I say I'm in the parking lot at the coffee shop. Then you say "I hope you're hungry, Pete. He just left, but we've made a great breakfast for you." I say, "Mmmmmmm, sounds wonderful. Tell me how I get to your place."

You talk me through the directions as I drive to your place. A few minutes later, I'm walking up to your door as you open it to let me in. You stay hidden behind the door as I walk in, and you close the door behind you and throw your arms around my neck and give me a big kiss and hug. I put my arms aroudn you, and give your beautiful ass cheeks a squeeze as I pull you tightly against me. After a long passionate kiss, I pull away and step back to get a good look at you. You're naked except for a pair of cotton panties. Your large breasts look great, and your nipples are very hard and erect. Your whole body has a fine sheen of perspiration, and your scent is the musky scent of a woman who has been active. You don't smell like a perfume bottle or a bar of soap. You seem a bit embarrassed at being sweaty, but any worries you have are erased as I press my face between your big breasts and inhale deeply through my nose, taking a big sniffing inhale and then letting out a happy "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Down a little lower, those cotton panties you are wearing have a growing wetspot where some creamy fluids are soaking through. There's also some creamy wetness on the top of your thighs. You step back and spin around, letting me see your beautiful ass.  Then you bend over the end of the sofa, run your hand up the inside of your thigh and pull the fabric of your panties to the side. You touch your wet pussy with your finger, pressing it in a little bit, and pull out a very wet finger. You wriggle that finger and say, "Come here.  I need you to lick me right here."

I walk over, grab your panties and pull them down as I kneel behind you. I press my face between your hot ass cheeks and start licking the creamy wet fluids from your inner thighs, working my way up to your soaking wet pussy. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, you taste wonderful. The mixture of your lover's juices and your own fluids is a delicious elixir. As I press my tongue against your clit, you push back against my face. I'm rubbing my soft bearded face into your soft ass cheeks as I dig deeper into you with my tongue. You say, "Be gentle, Pete. I'm a little sore," as you lean forward and lay your head down on the sofa, draping yourself over the end of the sofa. I pull back for a bit, just blowing air on your wet pussy, looking closely at your hot, wet sex. Your lips are a bit swolen, and you are gaping open a little bit. And your pink inner lips are soaking in creamy juices. The juices are oozing out of you. I let out a "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," and I press my face back in and dig in again with my tongue. As my tongue makes contact with your sensitive skin, you shudder and press yourself back against my face.

To be continued ...

Lately I've had this fantasy:

I meet a couple, and after breaking the ice and we all get naked, she tells me to lick her and get her ready for her man. Her man is sitting on the sofa, and she's between his legs. I crawl under her and she squats over me. I lick her as she begins to lick her man's hot cock. In no time, she's very wet. She gets up and tells me, "Enough, come up here for a bit."

She really hasn't been doing much, because her man is still pretty limp. As I get behind her, reaching around and cupping her breasts as I nuzzle and kiss her neck, she tells me, "Help me get him ready or you won't get to taste my pussy any more."

I pause a bit, and I guess it shows that I'm confused. She says, "Come on, get over here. Help me suck him and get him hard."

I move to the side. She and I are looking at each other across his cock. She sticks her tongue out and licks it a bit, and she takes my hand and puts it with hers at the base. "Go on, taste it, lick it." She commands.

She puts her hand behind my head and holds my head as she kisses me, pressing his cock between our lips as our tongues dance over it. He's getting hard. After a long, hot kiss, she pulls away and holds his cock out for me and say, "Go ahead, take it in your mouth. Suck it!" I do as she says, taking it in my mouth, working my lips down the shaft. After a stroke or two, she pulls me away and takes him in her mouth for a couple of strokes.

He's getting harder. She passes it back to me and I take another suck, pulling him into my mouth for a couple of strokes, licking the bottom of his shaft. Feeling him harden even more in my mouth

She takes him back, and he's getting even harder. And she's feeling her pussy, feeling how wet she is from my licking earlier. She says, "I think he's ready." and she gets up and turns around.

She tells me to stay there between his legs as she straddles him and lowers herself. "Hold him for me, put him in me, " she commands. I take his cock and hold it steady, rubbing the head between her wet pussy lips. She slowly lowers herself. The head is spreading her lips and slowly going into her. It's so hot to watch.

She grabs my head and pulls me to her breasts. "Suck my nipples as I get comfortable, " She commands. I begin squeezing her breasts with my hands as I take one of her nipples in my mouth and nibble and suck on it. Mmmmmmm. She tastes wonderful.

She begins to ride up and down on his hard cock. And I try to keep my lips locked on her nipples as she is slowly raising and lowering on him. Mmmmmmmmm.

She begins to move a bit faster. And her hands are on my head to steady herself. But she's pushing my head down hard now. She says, "Lick my clit now. Suck my clit."

I work my way down, licking and kissing my way across her stomach, past her naval, and down to her clit. She's very wet. Her juices are flowing, running down his shaft. I take a tentative lick at her clit, and she grabs my head, pulling my lips and tongue hard against her clit, rubbing my chin in his balls.

Mmmmmm, she tastes wonderful. She's still raising and lowering herself slowly on him, and I keep my tongue on her clit, flicking it back and forth across her clit as she rides up and down.

As she starts to ride him faster, she pushes my head down. "Lick him, lick his balls, " She commands me. Her juices are running down his shaft and soaking his balls. I lick down there, enjoying the taste of her juices. Mmmmmmmm.

And, as she rides him faster and faster, I continue to lick her clit and her lips as he drives deep in her, and as she rises up off him, I lick his shaft as well.

After a few more minutes, He begins to moan. Pretty soon, he's moaning loudly. She presses down hard on him, taking him in deep. And she grabs my head, pushing me to her clit. As I suck on her clit, I can feel his balls pulsing and his shaft throbbing as he's cumming deep inside her. I keep licking and sucking. She's actually squirting in my mouth as she cums hard. They are both cumming together, and my lips are right there sucking her clit as this happens.

Mmmmmmm, then as she slowly gets up off his shrinking cock, she grabs my hair and pulls me even harder, pulling me down a bit to get my mouth on her pussy. "Lick me, suck me, clean me out with your tongue!" She yells as his cock slides out of her and she presses my mouth and face to her wet, creamy pussy.