We were lying together, snuggled under the blankets.  your heartbeat under my ear, your arms tight around me. I could stay like this forever. The heat of your body, the scent of you makes my senses hum with awareness.

I shift in your arms to find you watching me. You smile lazily, your fingers trailing down my body. “you snore like a bear.”

I chuckle. “I think you are mistaken. That was you”

You laugh and kiss me. “Nope” you whisper. “You snore.”

You kiss me again, you roll ontop of me. Your lazy kisses turn hot hungry. Your mouth makes me dizzy, and I whimper against your lips. Slowly your lips brush against my jaw, down my throat. Leaving little kisses along my collar bone and further down

You hover above my breasts, your breath whispering over my hard nipples. My breasts ache to be touch, I arch into you but you push me back down.

“No my little sex monster,” you breath “You have to be patient”

I shiver. “please. not this time. I don’t want to be teased.” I beg.

You lift your head to study me. Your expression is thoughtful. “I see,” you muse. “Is my little sex monster being a willful spoiled brat this morning?”

I bite my lip. I can’t tell if you are playing or if you are being stern. I don’t care. I lift my chin defiantly. “I told you I don’t want to play your games anymore. I want you.”

something in your eyes changes. Darker. “I didn’t realize we were playing game.” your voice is silky. You are poised above me, your body tense with unfathomable emotion.

I frown. “You say you know me. You know what I like” my eyes never waver from yours, “but I am asking you now, do you what I want? what I desire?”

-writing this before bed. trying to find inspiration. failing miserably.

Becky Slave – Chapter five

Another one…
Trip was very bad..
he dared to say no!
I was giggling!
No one says no to me!


I’d been with Becky for ten full days of unbridled sex, though I was fettered most of the time. Mistress informed me that I was to be her slave for another two weeks! I protested, “It took me nearly a week to drive here and it’ll be a week to drive back. I only have a month off, so I can only stay a total of seventeen days. Two weeks will take me past there by four days!”

Mistress smiled, “Fine, now its four more weeks! Want to try for eight?”

I further protested, “That’s bullshit!”

Mistress held the key to my manacle locks which were firmly locked around my limbs, “Now it’s eight weeks. I hope you want to try me some more because I could really enjoy fucking you and using you for the next year.”

I went silent. She nodded, “Good boy. I’ve already contacted your place…

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Becky’s Slave – Chapter four

and he wrote another one so I would be motivated..


I was having a dream in which I was in a secluded cabin in the woods, falling snow hushing all but the sound of a woman slowly slurping on my erection. It wasn’t just any woman though, it was Becky. We were in the middle of nowhere with nothing else to do but each other and then I slowly woke up to Becky’s lips wrapped around the base of my cock with the tip of it in her throat and her hand gently caressing my balls.

When I moaned, she looked up at me with her lust filled eyes with my cock still buried in her throat. Her eyes smiled at me as I grasped a hand full of her hair and pulled her tighter and shoved my cock deeper. Then I pulled her off my cock and strands of saliva and precum strung like spider webs between her lips…

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Becky’s slave – chapter one

just what I needed when I came home today.
I was exhausted, still not feeling up to my mischievous self!
And Trip wrote a sexy story!
Thank you so much Trip!
I enjoyed it so much!
I may not be up to my usual self yet, but it still made me cream my panties!


I have two other stories in my head, but this one keeps coming to the forefront, so it must need to be written. Another tale about me throwing caution to the wind and giving myself over to Becky.

I have a poor track record with marriage and after the fourth divorce, I decided to go out and have some fun. I saved my dollars, paid ahead on my bills until I was comfortable month and a half ahead. I asked for and was granted a month’s leave from work, half with pay, and half without. I plotted my course, and set out for the upper northwest of Canada, and that sexy McDonald’s lady, Becky.

She knew I was coming, and most importantly, she knew why. We’d discussed months prior what I wanted to be for her. I wanted to be her sex slave. Instead of her using her fingers or…

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Your hands on my body, your touch so feather light over my skin they leave goose bumps, as they trail over my breasts and down.

When I make a sound, you admonish me

You are enjoying the torment you are putting me through.

Teasing my thighs, your knuckles brushing against my pussy

my heart is pounding I am longing for you to be inside me

to take what is yours.

But you are watching me, your lips curving into a smile. You love how my breath has gotten choppy, how my skin has gotten flushed with arousal. How I arch with every sweep of your finger tips.

You pinch my nipples, laughing softly as I whimper.

This sensual play is agony. I want you to touch me, to kiss me. To suck on my nipples, but your lips hover, your breath so hot over my sensitive flesh.

You are gentle as you lower your body on mine, your hands framing my face. You kiss me, your hunger so fervent and fierce. I wind my legs up and over your waist.

“Do you hunger like I do?” my voice is hoarse. “I need you”

Your body is so warm, so hard against mine. I close my eyes as you tease my slit with the head of your cock. You part my pussy lips, and in one thrust, shove yourself deep into me.

I arch, my cry lost on my lips. I am always amazed how you manage to fit inside me. I am so tight, you are so big. You stretching me is a wonderful feeling.

We make love slowly, your mouth covering mine to stifle my cries.

My body trembling as I come, I beg you to come with me. You groan. Your cum shooting deep inside me.

I snuggle under you. The sweat slick heat of your body the scent of you lingering on my senses. You kiss me.

-I wish I was going to bed like that! ♥


We were lying together, snuggled under the covers. Sunlight peeking through the curtains. I burrow my face in your chest to hide from the morning rays. I lift my head, rising up on my elbows.

You look so peaceful, sleeping. Your face relaxed from stress and work. Your eyelids fluttering as you dream. Lips gently parted. Your hair messy. I smile.

Your arms around me tighten, startling me. I find you staring up at me, bemused.

“What are you doing?” you ask yawning.

“Waiting for you to get up.” I kiss you.

“ugh no. I wanted to sleep in.” you groan. “Why are you up this early?”

I giggle, kissing you again. “Its late. Its 10.”

“no!” you release me, to throw an arm over your eyes. “it cant be.”

“It is.” I wiggle myself ontop of you. “Tell me what are we going to do today?”

You make some sort of grumbling noise. “nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

I laugh delighted by your morning grumpiness. “what if I wanted to eat breakfast in bed?”

“I am not making you breakfast in bed!” you grunt as I kiss your jawline. I enjoy your morning stubble on my skin.

“Yes! I want eggs, bacon and toast!” I puncuated each word with a kiss down your throat.

“I am not making you breakfast in bed!” you bellow as my fingers trail down your chest. “please?” I purr against your skin as my lips follow. Wiggling down your body, pushing down the blanket.

Your breath hitches as I kiss your pelvic bone. “you are pushing your luck” your fingers comb through my hair, gathering up the messy strands up and away.

Your cock is hard, waiting for me. I smile up at you.

Your eyes meet mine, heavy-lidded. Daring me to continue my naughty tease. “You know what you really want, Becky. Its not breakfast.” you grated out in a harsh tone. “Either fuck me or blow me.”

I giggle “I love it when you tell me what you want.” I sigh.

My fingers stroke your cock, feathering the length with barely-there caresses. I love how your cock pulses with heat, pre-cum leaking, making me hungry for your cum.

You swore softly, as my nails tease the soft skin of your cock.

I watch as tiny beads of sweat glisten on your brow, the muscles in your abs are flexing as I continue my whisper soft caress on your cock. I love teasing you like this. Testing you, seeing how far I can bring you before you break and fuck me.

“Ah fuck, that is so good.” you croon. “take it in your mouth. I want to see your mouth on my cock. Taking it deep”

Your words send shivers of delight through me, I am so wet. I lower my head. I kiss the head of your cock. Brushing my lips over and over the sensitive tip.

“Yes, baby” you moan.

I let the tip of my tongue peek out, and took a tiny swipe at the length of your cock. You groan again.

you begin to surge your hips upward, your hands holding my head still. My lips sliding down the length of your cock, as my mouth sucked.

“Enough” you groan.

you throw me back, startling me. You kiss me. “You want breakfast? Work for it.”

I giggle and wrap my arms around your neck.

“I thought I did.” I pout.

You smile down at me, brushing the hair from my face. “You wake me up early to fuck, just admit it.” you kiss me again.

“No I was hungry.” I sigh as you tease my clit with your cock, you grind against me slowly. “Really hungry. I wanted eggs,” I become breathless as your movements become firmer, faster. “bacon,” I could feel my orgasm building. I bury my face in your throat, trying not to give into the hot sensations that seem to be burning like wildfire through out my body.

You urge me to look at you.”You are so wet, my cock is drenched. You really talking about food here?” you laugh incredulously. “You want to fuck, or you want to tell me to make you breakfast.”

“I want you to fuck me, and afterwards make me breakfast!” I cry.

Your hips came down hard, I cry out as your cock thrusts deep. Planting a kiss on my forehead, you grab the headboard for leverage and began a hard steady rythm.

The bed slams into the wall, as you pick up speed. Your hips rolling as your eyes never left mine.

I begin to cum, my body arching under you. My pussy muscles clenching around your cock, as my cum drips onto your balls, onto the sheets under me.

“Yes fuck!” you breath. “your pussy juice is spraying all over me”

I kiss you to shut you up. I feel another orgasm rolling on again, I raise my hips up to grind my clit against your pelvic bone, you sink deeper. Bottoming out. You groan.

I cum again, screaming against your mouth.

You moan, lowering us to the mattress. Your power and strength pinning me to the bed, as you finish cumming. Your hips hammering against mine.

I lay there beneath you, listening to your ragged breathing, feeling your cum drip out of me, content as a kitten.

Your laugh startles me. It rumbles from deep within your chest, and you roll off me bringing me close.

“I love your motivation for food.” you kiss me between laughing.

I pout. “but I was serious.”

“I know.” you sigh. “I know.”

-finished this before bed. Unfortunately now I am hungry horny and sleepy!



I was doing my best to conceal my hunger for you. To keep my distance. You were standing there across the room, mingling with others. Taller than most, you towered over the group you were with.  In dress casual, charcoal grey slacks white polo shirt. You would smile laugh, sip your wine and when you would catch my eyes, the heat of your stare would warm my skin. Would make my heart skip a beat.

My mobile would light up, tucking my hair behind my ear I would glance down to find you messaged me.

“you bored yet?”

I would smile and bite my lip. And messaged you back. “extremely”

I would slyly look over at you, to find you reading my message.

“I am thinking of all the nasty things I want to do to you right now.” you text back. Your words made me wet.

You are so close, with everyone milling around not paying attention to you or me, I decided to take things in hand. Or you in hand.

I pocket my phone and wander over. “Hello” I greet everyone in your circle, making small talk I let my hand brush against your slacks. You shift, groaning quietly as my hand covers your hardening cock.

I stroke your cock as I make my small talk. The heat of your body behind me is scorching my skin. Your breath is in my hair. Every part of me is aware of you, the throbbing of your cock in my grasp. The heat and length of your cock begging to be released.

“I think it’s time for me to go,” I laugh, “it really is hot in here. It’s making me light headed.”

You groan as I ease my fingers off your cock. “I will walk you out.”

You follow me two steps behind as I leave the party to go upstairs.

Your hand caught mine and hauls me against you as we clear the top of the landing. Holding me hard against you, your mouth on mine I feel your hunger, your impatience.

Your hands slide up my arms, my shoulders to frame my face, you tilt my head back. You stare into my eyes. “I want more than one nights. I want you to wake up next to me” your breath is harsh on my lips as you speak. “I don’t want you waking up alone anymore.”

My heart hammers hard in my chest, your words nearly leave me undone. “We cant..”

“don’t tell me ‘We can’t’ ” your voice is raspy with emotions. “I broke my vows when I took you to my bed. I should be with her, but my mind, heart stays with you.”

I smile. “We have moments, can’t we cherish them?” I ask. “You know I never ask for more..”

You close your eyes, and rest your forehead on mine. “you should ask for more. Why do you settle? You should ask for the moon. I would gladly give it to you if I could!”

I kiss you. “I know.”

You take me by the hand, leading me to a bedroom. You close the door behind us, kissing me as you do so. You undress me, kissing my skin as you reveal it. When I reach for you, you ease back until you too are naked as I.

You draw me close, til our bodies touch, your skin hot hard against my softness. You brush my hair from my face. “I want to give you everything” you whisper. “Everything.”

  • i was in a romantic mood today ♥♥