Attending a Feast

My hand grasps your package, eyes widening as I feel you harden at my touch. 

"Mmmm," I murmur looking down as I gently squeeze the swelling bulge in your jeans. 

I cover your mouth with mine in a kiss that begs you to deepen it.  I feel your tongue push against my lips, and I part to let you enter my warm and receptive mouth.  Your hand slips behind my head, gathering a handful of long blond curls.  Your other hand glides down my side, feeling my curves.  Your hand continues sliding until it comes to the edge of my skirt.  Your fingertips tickle as you move beneath my skirt to place your palm on my bare thigh. 

Your hand gently glides down the length of my thigh to my knee and then reversing slides back up.  You repeat the gesture, but this time continue past my thigh until you can feel a moist heat just beyond your fingers.  I move my leg and rock my hip forward slightly so that your fingers are tickled my by bare sex.  I decided when I dressed this morning, panties were going to be a hassle.  My sex is hot and fully available to you.  Always all yours.  Only yours. 

I feel your fingers reach between my soft thighs and your fingertips slide between the wet folds.  I moan and rub against your hand.  My hands are fumbling at your jeans, my fingers working to free your growing manhood.  You shift to allow me better access to release your full and swollen passion from the restrictive confines of the pants.  I stroke your thick cock.

"Baby," you murmur, "You first."

You push me back onto the sofa, hands pushing up my skirt.

“You know, one of the first things I love to do with a lady is to attend a feast between her thighs,” you say.

I moan in anticipation, opening my legs to you.  My skirt around my waist now you see the black lace panties I'm wearing.  Your hands lightly touches the fabric, making me press against your fingers.  I want you.  Your eyebrows raise in surprise as you notice I am wearing crotchless panties.  Your eyes raise to mine.  I smirk and wink.

Your head lowers to settle between my creamy thighs.  Gently pushing the material to the side, you lick along my folds before thrusting your tongue inside.  Your tongue explores my slit, finding my clit, teasing it with flicks of your tongue.  You slide a finger inside me, making me squirm with delight.  You begin to suck my clit, gently at first and then with more pressure.  Using two fingers now you pump in and out of my pussy. 

My hips rock, pressing my wet cunt into your hands.  You feel the slick warm walls tighten around your fingers, right before I groan.  Honey spills from my sex, washing over your fingers and running down my thighs.
“Please," I gasp, "I just need to be fucked good and hard.”

“No problem Baby,” you say with a wink while you work your pants and underwear down to your ankles, “because I’m full and hard.”

My hand strokes the length of your cock in appreciation.  The fingers of my other hand spread my folds for you.  The head of your cock slips easily enough into me but my body offers sweet resistance as you push your way slowly into me. My breath quickens the deeper you push until you reach the hilt.

Slowly you begin to stroke in and out.  I move with you, wrapping my legs around your waist, taking you deeper inside.  You reach between us, stroking my clit.  I can feel my pussy clenching again, tightening around your hardness.  My body begins to quiver as you send my over the edge and into another orgasm.  As I release, you suckle my breasts, sending my body into complete bliss as honey pours from my body.  You continue to stroke my clit, as your shaft strokes my sex. 

Your speed increases with need for release, and you growl, "Now." 

Buried deep inside of me, your milk spills.  My cunt pulses around you, milking every drop, my own climax mixing with yours.  Body locked together we both gasp for breath for several moments until we are able to breath normally again. 

You smile at me, "I love you." 

"I love you too," I say, looking deeply into your eyes.

Sex Swing

He ran his hands over her body in a gentle caress. He turned her toward a strange rope contraption attached to the ceiling.

"Have you ever tried a sex swing before?" he asked.

She shook her head no.

He smiled. "It is only one of my surprises for you sweetie."

She felt her pulse begin to race. He slowly undressed her. First he untied the black and red corset she wore, then knelt to remove her red six inch heels. Next he pulled down her silky black stockings and finally he removed her lacy black thong.

Standing, he placed his hand over her left breast. "Your heart is beating so fast," he murmured, nuzzling her neck.

She longed for him to kiss her instead he lifted her off her feet and placed her in the swing, directing her to put her feet in the hanging stirrups.

"Use your hands to support yourself like a regular swing," he instructed, letting her go.

She swung slightly in midair. She felt completely helpless and vunerable with her pussy open and on display. He moved away for a moment, coming back and moving between her legs. His fingers spread a slippery gel over her clit and folds. Immediately she felt a tingling and heat in her sex.

He slipped a ring over his cock and moved to stand by her face. "Pleasure my cock," he ordered.

She leaned her head back and opened her lips wide to take in his shaft. He guided her movements, swinging her back and forth to take more and more of him with each pass. Incredibly his shaft grew in size in length as she sucked and slurped.

"Enough," he said stepping back, leaving her mouth empty.

She watched him move between her legs again and he lightly began to stroke her clit. The gel warmed her, but also make her extra sensitive to his touch. She moaned in surprise and delight. Within a few minutes, she felt herself climax, sweet honey soaking his fingers.

He chucked softly at her responsiveness. "Next time you need to wait for permission before coming."

"Yes, Master," she whispered, closing her eyes tightly, hoping she could obey.

He grabbed her creamy thighs and eased his cock into her moist entrance. He pushed her away from him and then pulled her back. The swing added force to the movement and her cunt slammed against his cock sending shockwaves of bliss through her. She yelped in delight. He smiled at her, enjoying her pleasure. He increased the force of his thrusts, making her clit ache in need. She whimpered, her pussy throbbing, wanting.

His smile turned wicked and laughter danced in his eyes, "Don't you dare come." He reminded her.

Her eyes widened, she had forgotten his directive in her need. She nodded, grinding her teeth. He started to finger her clit while he penetrated her. She couldn't help but scrunch up her face as she tried to hold off the fire burning inside her.  She whimpered and then screamed as her cunt contracted.  There was no stopping the honey from flowing over her Master's cock.

He frowned, shaking his head.  "Now you must be punished."

He turned from her, opening a chest rummaging through until he found his instrument of pain.  It was a flogger.  It looked like a whip, but with many angry tails.  She shuddered and closed her eyes, waiting for her punishment.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"  He asked in a severe voice.

"Yes," she whispered, "I came without permission."

He caressed her check.  "I am your Master.  It is my duty to punish you.  Lean back and lift your legs higher."

She did as he asked.  She flinched a second before the tails hit her bottom.  Involuntarily she jumped from the impact, yelping at the sting.  She braced herself for the next bite of the tails.  After several seconds she opened her eyes to find her Master had left the room.  This was worse than being flogged.  She was alone with her humilation.  She swung there alone for what seemed to be a long time.  Tears rolled down her face.  She vowed never to come again if it would make him happy.

She was still silently berating herself, when she heard his footsteps approaching.  "Are you ready to obey?" he asked.

Keeping her eyes lowered she replied in a small voice, "Yes Masters."

He began caressing her clit, instantly sending her flying again.  Because of her punishment, it was easier to control the fire that burned in her core.  She didn't want him to walk away again.

She moaned, loudly, and wiggled in the swing, but she did not release.  He slipped his cock back into her, fucking her hard and fast.  Her punishment had reminded her that as a sub her job was to please him, even if it meant denying her own pleasure.

"Do you want to cum, slave?"

"If it pleases you, Master."

He smiled, but shook his head no.  "Good answer, slave, but not yet."

Her Master took full advantage of swing, pulling her all the way out and then letting her swing right back onto his hard length.  The explosions from each impact threatened to overcome her obedience.  Just when she thought she was going to lose control, he grabbed onto her hips, beginning quick hard thrusts.  Impossibly he cock grew thicker, stretching her tight walls.  He started to pant. 

His fingers squeezed her thighs, "Now," he gasped as his cock pulsed within her.

She closed her eyes, allowing the throbbing of his manhood to ignite the fire she had dampened in her obedience.  She gasped when her cunt clenched, sweeping her into the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced.  She was floating in a land of bliss, when his touch brought her back to the present.  He was smiling broadly as he saw the look of pleasure on his slave's face.  He caressed her cheek for a second, then moved to help her out of the swing.  She had difficulty standing on her own for a minute or two, finding she had to hold onto her Master.  He played with her hair, making her look into his face.  He smiled, capturing her lips with his, giving her the passionate kiss she had longed for earlier.  Her Master always took good care of her.

A Little Friction

"Baby," he whispered pressing kisses to her forehead. His fingers played with her long hair.

She moaned, cuddling against him. He chuckled knowing how much she enjoyed being held by him, but he was ready to wake her up. He needed to make love to her again. He moved so he could bend his head, circling his tongue around her nipple. She moaned again, pressing her breast against his mouth. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, lips suckling at her.

Her hands went to head, keeping him in place. Her body rubbed against him, naked flesh warm and needy. He laved her skin with his tongue as he pushed her legs apart and nudged his hard cock against her. He entered her with a long, quick thrust. She wrapped her legs around. He stilled, his cock buried deep inside her. She tried to move against him, but he held firm and only flexed his hips a bit to create a little friction between them.

He was driving her wild and she hadn't even opened her eyes yet. He bent his head to kiss her neck, licking and nipping at the soft skin, making her groan and trying to rock against him again. He continued the slight movements of his hips, adjusting the angle. She let out a groan when he hit her G-spot. He continued his slow steady pace, making sure to rub her inside just right. Already she could feel the heat building inside her.

He picked up the pace slightly and that was all it took for her to explode. Honey poured out, seemingly endless, as her pussy pulsed with desire. He let out a low growl, pumping harder and faster now. She hissed with the need to be fucked. His body pounded against her until finally his body tensed. He buried his cock deep, and then she could feel him pulse within her.

She sighed with pleasure as he panted with each time his cock pulsed. She let her body relax. Being with him was so good.