MORNING TEASE


Hmm I have been thinking of naughty thoughts for most of the morning.

what I want to be doing:

M tying me to my bed, leaving a vibrator in my pussy while he leaves for his morning run. When he comes back I have soaked my sheets with cum.

He leaves me there while he has his shower. Makes his coffee. Drinks his coffee while reading his newspaper. He is clearly ignoring me.

And I am begging him to let me loose. The battery in my vibrator is dying. When he comes back into my bedroom he slowly eases the vibrator out. Gently unties me. He smiles. “I have to go work now. Have a lovely day my little sex monster.” he kisses tenderly “dont forget to change the sheets.”

Oh my god, my clit is demanding attention now!

 

WONDERING


I want your hands on my body, your mouth on my skin

Thinking of you makes it hard for me to concentrate

every part of me wonders what your touch will feel like

my body aches for it. Craves the heat of yours.

at the thought of you possessing me

making love to me ♥

BEFORE BED


My clit is still throbbing

legs still quivering

my heart still racing

my sheets are soaked

orgasms are best before bed

when I think of you!♥

PUNISHMENT BY REMOTE


ugh I should be asleep right now, but M came to mind. I thought of him I reading my blog and getting really upset/jealous (dont know the right word, damn brain farts) and he decides to punish me.

“You have been teasing your readers!” he hisses. “Being a little cock tease!”

When I try to protest, he spanks me. “Making them wonder what it would be like to fuck this tight little pussy! Well, this pussy,” each word is followed by his hand coming down hard on my bum. “is mine! I don’t share what is mine!” he yanks on my hair to look at me. To stare in my tear stained face.  “Are you mine?”

“Yes!”

“You probably offend your female readers too!” he sighed as if he was disappointed in me.

“N-no!” I whimper.

“No? what? do they play with their pussies too? Get all wet while reading your naughty cock teasing stories about me and you?” M demanded. He plays with my bottom, stroking it. Sliding his fingers under to caress my slit. I squirm on his lap. His touch is maddening. Barely feathering over my swollen clit.

“I don’t know,” I moan. “Please. Please.”

“Oh no my little sex monster” M crooned, “I warned you what would happen if you persisted on teasing your readers.”

I sensed movement behind me. Suddenly something slid into me, stretching my pussy hole. filling me. I groaned, clenching down. Surprised by the unexpected penetration, I fought against his hands. What the hell was going on here?

“Shh, its just a vibrator!” he assured me.

What? I wiggled about in his lap until I was sitting up facing him. “What are you doing with a vibrator,” I asked bewildered.

He held up his phone and the smile on his lips filled me with unease. “I thought I would take you shopping.”

“What are you..” I couldn’t finish my sentence, and suddenly the vibrator in my pussy began to hum. I let out a little shriek, as tiny frissons of pleasure crashed over me.

“You better be quieter than that.” M helped me to my feet. “Pull up your leggings,” he instructed.

I was dazed and shakily did as I was told.  “Is that a remote!” I hissed pointing to his phone.

“Yes.” M answered. “It has a 10-foot range. Quite convenient if you ask me.”

I was stunned by what was happening. “I don’t understand. Am I walking around with a wireless vibrator? In public!”

“You sound so scandalized!” M’s amusement infuriated me.

“Your behavior sometimes scares me” I admitted.

“Why? Because I am satisfying your desires. Your wants?” M purred stroking my hair from my face.

“No because to me you seem to be the kind of man who preferred vanilla sex” I whispered my skin pinkening.

M’s eyebrow rose in surprise. He burst out laughing. “vanilla sex?” he echoed.

“Do you even know what that is?” I scowled.

“Do you?” M countered. “I prefer a little kink and twists with sex. It makes it exciting. But I also love sex to be intimate, slow” as he spoke he drew me close his breath whispering over my lips. My heart beat faster. “consuming.”

Then without warning, the vibrator came to life, buzzing with a mild intensity. Startled, I clutched at him, “Nice try,” he murmured. “but you won’t get out of your punishment.”

The sensations were incredible, tiny squirts of my pussy juice were already leaking into my panties.

“I can’t do this!” I pleaded. “I will squirt. or someone will see. Please.”

“Chin up, my little sex monster.” he turned off the vibrator and I sagged against him in relief. “I will leave it off until we reach the bookstore. You can buy any book you want. As many as you want.”

I scowled.

Some time later I reached the bookstore, full of anxiety. True to his word M had not turned on the remote. Browsing the shelves, I was hoping I was far enough from him the vibrator wouldn’t sync with his phone. Until I turned and saw he was casually having coffee at the Starbucks lounge nearby.

Fuck!

I waved. He smiled.

“Do you need any help?” a voice asked. I turned to find a sales associate smiling at me.

The vibrator buzzed inside me. I stiffened, my jaw clenching as every cell in my body was bombarded with pleasure. “no,” I managed. “I am fine.”

“Are you sure?”

I smiled. Barely. The sales associate walked away, and I let out the breath I was holding. I felt shaky and light headed. It felt wonderful, I could feel my wetness soaking my panties dripping down my thighs. I wondered if my leggings were being soaked as well. I should have been panicking but at the moment I didn’t care.

I took a few steps and pretended to read the back of a book when the vibrator stopped. I frowned. I walked down another aisle, perusing some non-fiction when the sales associate returned.

“Hi just to inform you we have a 10% discount on non-fiction. 50% discount on new age and.” she broke off when she noticed how flushed I was. “Are you sure you are ok?”

I smiled. “Fine.”

Again the vibrator went off. After about another 10 minutes I was back on the edge of climax. Lingering. The vibe just did not have enough power to take me over the edge. The teasing was almost unbearable.

Pouting, I marched over to where M sat. “You need to take me home and fuck me!” I demanded.

M spat out his coffee. “What?”

“I haven’t cum! I am on the edge!” I cried.

He started laughing. “Sorry, my little sex monster. I am not fucking you tonight!”

My eyes widened. “What?!”

He slowly got out of his chair Took my hand and led me out of the bookstore. He gave me a little kiss. “This was your punishment.” he chided. “You can’t cum until I tell you to”

I was outraged. “But the bookstore. The vibrator.” I stammered. “What about that!”

He kissed me again. “Until you learn not to tease your readers,” he repeated. “How about a snuggle instead?”

“a snuggle?” I echoed. “A snuggle?!!”

“a snuggle!”

“Snuggle fuck?” I tried.

“no. Snuggle”

“goddamn it!” I pouted.

 

I KNOW YOU NEED YOUR SLEEP


Falling asleep curled up with a book. Sometime later you are in bed with me,  your hand is between my legs, finger fucking me awake as I am about to cum. A mischievous smile on your face!

Now that is how I want to wake up during the night!

DREAM: DARE


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I woke up with my pussy wet and aching to be touched.

I had a rough night. Restless, my dreams had been angry to the point I had been talking in my sleep. Waking up to hear myself yelling at empty space, was quite infuriating.

However when I fell back asleep, I had another dream.

Erotic, sexy as fuck.

In my dream, I was a teenager. At a slumber party. The girls are in camis and panties and I am in flannel pj’s. I look like a boring wallflower compared to these barbie dolls.  We were playing truth or dare. We were getting bold in our questions and dares. One of the girls dared me to kiss her mother. Of course, the other girls are quite stunned she even suggested it, they are chanting that I am chicken, that I won’t do it. Some are somewhat repulsed by what I am supposed to do.

Her mother is quite hot, and she had been walking around in her husband’s jersey shirt. The hem barely skimming her thighs. Her breasts are huge, She would make any man cum in their pants.

I pick myself up and walk out of the door. I glance back at the girls. “How will you know if I kiss her?” I ask.

The girls look at each other. “We have to watch I guess.” they surmise. They follow me down the hall.

The milf is in her room. Asleep. We all look at each other. I shrugged. What am I supposed to do now?

“Well what now, Becky?” the girls giggle. “She is sleeping. How are you going to get that kiss?”

I glare at the girls.

An idea pops into my head. Well, a woman does have another set of lips. I get wet at the thought of the milf’s pussy. Would she be shaved or trimmed?

I can’t chicken out now, or the other dare will be worse. I walk into the bedroom, the girls are giggling, and whispering. I slide into the bed beside the milf. She doesnt stir.

I kiss the milf’s neck. stroking her hair from her shoulder. my fingers tip toe down her body, teasing the curves of her breasts, the tips of her nipples. I hear her breathing changing, as I caress her through her jersey. her body tries to shift away from me, but I hold her gently in place.

I love how her curves feel in my hands, the scent of her arousal is wafting to my nostrils. She is making me so wet. I press my lips to the back of her neck, as I ease her jersey up. Her skin is so soft. Once her breasts are in my hands I glance at the door to see if the girls are still watching.

They are. They are poised in the doorway, their expression of awe and awakening arousal. Their eyes are rivetted on the bountiful mounds of the milfs breasts. I cup and knead each one breast. The girls are slowly licking their lips. One gestures for me to hurry up. I shake my head.

Hell no, I am going to enjoy this.

The milf is softly moaning in her sleep. One of my hands trail down her belly to rest between her thighs. She isnt wearing panties. Her pussy is neatly trimmed, the heat of her is begging to be touched.

I trace her slit with a finger. Her pussy juice soaking it as I dip and tease.

She shifts once more, allowing me to cup her pussy.

The girls at the door watching as I finger fuck the milf, her pussy juice is dripping down my fingers, slickening her thighs, soaking her sheets. Her sighs and moans are getting louder. Her head is burying in the pillow, as she supposedly sleeps through it all.

Her body is quivering, beads of sweat is trickling down between the valley of her breasts. Her breasts are heaving with her choppy breath. My body is humming from the thrill of fucking this woman while she sleeps.

I am not gentle as I force my fingers deep inside her, past her quivering pussy muscles. I scissor them in and out. while rubbing her clit.

i wonder if she is awake, she has to be. Especially when the muscles of her pussy start to clench around my finger.

I decide to take the risk of pulling her from her dreams and get my “kiss”

I scoot down the bed, flinging her leg over my shoulder and shoving my face between her thighs.

The first brush of my lips on her pussy made her jolt. She tastes sweet, tangy. My pulse is racing. My tongue dives into get more of her pussy juice. She settles back down, rolling onto her back and spreading herself. Her hands were in my hair. “Ooh, what do you think you are doing?” she purrs. I wait for her to push me away but she is encouraging me to continue. “this is bad. So bad. You should not be doing this!” she sighed. “ohh yes. Just like that! Lick my clit!”

She was awake! Now this was going to be interesting. I get busy. I  lick her slit. Much to her delight. “oh my god, yes! Just like that, Becky!” she grinds her pussy against my mouth. “You are going to make me cum. Dont stop!”

She  scrambles to get naked, tossing her jersey shirt aside, she lays back against her pillow. her knees to her chest. Her pussy wet and glistening, waiting for my tongue. she spread her pussy lips. “Have you ever fucked a woman before?” she asks. “Not one of your girlfriends I mean a woman.”

I frown. Really? Does it look like I want to talk?

“No.”

“Not even my daughter.”

“No.”

She looks disappointed, however her moans and sighs told me either wise. “Oh you naughty girl! Suck my clit” she moans giving me directions   “I said suck it! use your fucking mouth!” she admonishes me. She slaps my face. I knock her hand away.

This bitch needed to know who was in control.

“You do that again and I will stop!” I snap. “You will cum because I will make you! Not because you say so. Do you understand!”

Totally stunned, she stares at me and nods.

“Now shut the fuck up and enjoy my fucking tongue!” I pushed her back on the pillow.

There was giggling, and it was then the milf noticed her daughter and friends watching me eat her out.

“Oh my god, stop!” she cried. she tried to push me off.  so mortified, she begs me to stop but my tongue and finger is making her sound redundant. She humps and grinds against me, her face once more in the pillows. The girls bounded into the room, joining us on the bed.

“Dont be shy, mom.” the girl chuckled, urging the milf to look at her.    “We never thought you would like Becky eating your pussy”

The girls took turn admiring her breasts, squeezing and cupping them.

The milf is enjoying the attention. “Well she does a good job better than your dad! Dont tell him I said that! she panted. “Oh my god, you girls are in so much trouble.”

The girls giggled.

-Fuck, I played with myself, squirting all over my fingers. Soaking my sheets.

Something  I would certainly do in my waking life.

Becky Slave – Chapter five


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

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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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