My Mind Kind Of Wanders Vol. 1 [M/F] [BDSM]

**Kissing**

Tongues running slowly along each others, my lips crashing into his in a half-hearted attempt for dominance and the lace of my panties grinding rhythmically over his jean covered cock. The television in the background was the only source of light in the dark living room, playing some bad horror film we were watching before we both got a little distracted.

His hands roughly moved up my dress until they were tracing the hem of my panties, ripping his mouth away from mine and stared deep into my eyes. “Get upstairs now or I’m ripping these off.”

I thought about it for a second and remembered how I just bought this set for tonight and didn’t want to ruin them. Maybe I’ll save the teasing for next time.

After a cheeky little kiss on the lips, I pulled myself up from his lap and started walking to the bedroom with him in tow, fixing my dress along the way. Just as I go to open the bedroom door, I felt his hand caress my ass before I felt the sting of his hand slapping it, nearly making me buckle over. He dragged my hair to one side and started biting the spot right behind my ear as he gruffly whispered, “Fuck you better wear this dress more often.”

I feel this is how all movie nights should go.
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**Discovering Boundaries**

“We should have a safe word.”

He looked up from his cup of coffee, eyebrow raised and with a hint of a smirk peaking out from behind the cup. “None of what we did last night was that kinky.”

“I know I meant for later, so in the heat of the moment we won’t have to have this discussion, it’ll just be established.”

He set his cup down and cupped his hands together under his chin, staring at me with those teasing dark brown eyes I just can’t get enough of. “Ok, do you have any suggestions?”

I was always one to say the first thing that came to my mind. “Banana”

“Why banana,” He chuckled.

“Because it’s easy to remember and it won’t be misconstrued for a similar word.”

His eyes narrowed as his hand slowly slipped onto my thigh, teasing caresses just out of reach of where I wanted him to be. “Have you been curious enough to do some of your own research?”

“I might’ve browsed a few pages before.”

A dark chuckle escaped his lips, slowly licking them and moving his hand a little farther up my thigh. “Speaking on the subject of safe words, is there anything you’ve wanted to try?”

My mind exploded with the possibilities as I moved my hips closer to his hand so it sat just beneath the hem of my dress. Leaning over to trace the outside of his ear with my tongue and whispered, “How do you feel about a threesome?”
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**On The Sofa**

The soft blue velvet of the tufted sofa was heaven against my naked body as I bit my hand in a weak attempt to stay quiet. The modern design fit the style of the room perfectly; however, the size of the sofa did not fit us perfectly.

“I really love what your Mom did to this room, but couldn’t she find a sofa that was just a little more comfortable.”

“Well, I don’t think she ordered the sofa with the mindset of ‘my son and his girlfriend will be fucking on this, so it has to be comfortable,” His tongue slowly licked over my clit, almost causing me to bite my finger off. “But I’ll be sure to let her know for the next time she decorates.”

“Be quiet, do you want them to hear?” I whispered, playfully smacking his head at the smartass comment. My head lolled backwards onto the armrest and let out a low moan as he nibbled on my clit in what I believed to be retaliation.

“It’s always my main objective to get you to be as loud as possible when I make you cum. Being at my parents house isn’t going to change that.”

By the way I slapped my hand over my mouth and grabbed the pillow behind my head as he pushed his thick tongue into my soaked pussy, I could tell he was well on his way to completing that objective.

“So tell me, were you a bad girl and let guys sneak in through your window for some ‘late night studying’?”

“Maybe one or two…oh fuck,” I moaned into the corner of the pillow I was biting, lifting my hips to his mouth and trying to push his tongue deeper into my dripping hole. “We need to stop, they’re going to hear us.”

“I told you this was your punishment for losing the game,” He chuckled as he lifted his head from my cunt, licking my wetness from his lips as he teasingly ran his thumb up and down my clit, causing me to whimper at the hot site in front of me. “Besides, I’ve wanted to slowly eat you out on this sofa since the day my mom sent me the picture of it, telling me how it costed her a fortune, but it’s exactly what she wanted for this room. All I could think of while she gushed about it was how your blonde hair would look splayed out on the armrest, how your newly painted red nails would contrast the midnight blue velvet as you dig your nails into the cushion, and just how could I devour your sweet pussy, turning you into a complete mess as I try not to spill one single drop of your juices on the brand new custom made sofa.”

His hand moved downwards and he slipped two fingers inside me, moving them in a rolling rhythm and grinning as I clamped my eyes shut, loudly moaning into my hand. He moved his head back down to my clit, teasingly breathing on it as he looked up at me with dark eyes. “And that’s exactly what I intend to do.”
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**Bodily Fluids**

Lollipops are my favorite candy. Sure the sweet sugary taste is great for when you need a quick fix, but I’ve always loved them more for the reaction they ensue. The head turn, the blank stare on my tongue wrapping around the cherry ball, the lick of the lips when I slide it slowly in and out of my mouth, and of course my favorite part, the beautiful gulp after I’ve finished and my lips are stained with a combination of the cherry flavor and just a hint of my saliva. It gets me extremely excited when I can conjure up such a visceral reaction just by eating something so innocent as a lollipop.

So it was no surprise to me when my hair was suddenly grabbed and was forcibly pulled off of the deep brown leather couch I was laying on and pulled over to his desk, pushing me onto my knees in between his legs. I looked up at him as he unbuckled the silver buckle of the smooth black leather belt, undid the button and unzipped the tailor made suit pants, and pulled out his long and very hard cock, already leaking a little precum.

“Suck. Now.”

“But I still haven’t finished my lollipop…”

“Hold it and if you drop it, I’ll have no choice but to bend you over this desk and smack your ass until it matches the color of that lollipop. Do you understand?”

Fuck he was so hot sitting on the brown leather executive office chair, one arm lying on the mahogany armrest and the other stretched out, hand firmly threaded through my long blonde hair. Normally I would be all for being a little minx and teasing him to rile him up, but right now all I wanted to do was suck on his cock like it was the sweetest lollipop ever. Pulling my eyes away from his gorgeous cock, I looked up at him under long black lashes and in my most honeyed voice said, “Yes Sir.”

The noise he made was nothing I’d ever heard from him; it was almost animalistic in nature. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, making me quietly cover my mouth with my hand in the hopes of not blurting out the giggle that wanted so badly to escape.

Okay maybe I had a little teasing in me.

“Open.”

I opened my mouth, still feeling the stickiness of the lollipop on my swollen lips, and my mouth was soon filled with his throbbing cock, the lightly salted taste of his precum coupled with his own musky scent visibly made me shudder and moan on his cock. Yeah this was much better than any candy I’ve ever tasted.

His hand gripped my hair harder and controlled the pace a bit, pushing my head further and pulling when it got to be too much. I grabbed the base of his cock, rhythmically rotating my wrist around as he pulled my head off his cock and I continued twirling my tongue around it. “Holy fuck how are you so good at this?”

“It’s easy when you have such a delicious cock,” I answered and moved down to lick and suck on his balls, hearing him groan and feeling his hand loosen on my hair, running his fingers through it. “Will you cum on my face?”

I looked up at him just as his head snapped down from its spot on the back of the chair, his smoldering eyes looking directly into mine. “What?”

“It was a simple question, will you…”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

I continued on with slowly jerking his cock in my hand, precum leaking down the head and onto my hand, helping to easily glide my hand over the ridged veins. “You’ve never done it before, so I figured I would ask and let you know that I’d be okay with it. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Shit… yeah I want to. Fuck I’ve wanted to cum on your face since the first time we fucked but not every girl is into it so I didn’t say anything at the time.”

“Well I’m into it,” I said as I moved down to spit a little on the head of his cock, mixing it with more of the precum that was still leaking out. “Cum anywhere you want on me, well maybe not in my hair cause I assume that’s kind of hard to get out.”

His head fell onto the back of chair, a moan flowing out of his mouth. “I’m in a fantasy world. I must be.”

“Then just sit back and enjoy your fantasy while I indulge in this delectable delicacy in front of me.”

My mouth slowly sank down onto his cock as far as it could, deepthroating him, feeling the sting and the constricting of my throat around his cock. The string of obscenities that spilled from his lips was half hilarious and half incredibly sexy, and it was all I could do to not completely choke on his cock. After a time I moved off of his cock, a string of cum still connected to my lips as I go back down and slowly move my mouth up and down on his throbbing cock.

I felt his hand go back to grabbing my hair, dictating the speed and rhythm he wanted, which was telling me that he was getting close. My hand moved to his balls, slowly rolling them in my hand as the other one grabbed the base of his cock and continue a shallow jerking motion.

“Fuck yes baby keep doing that.” His hips moved upwards to meet my movements, the look of intense need in his eyes. “Shit I’m gonna cum.” His hand pulled me off of him and he continued quickly jerking his cock.

I sat back on my feet and pulled my hair back to get it out of the way, grinning as I opened my mouth and leisurely stuck out my tongue, ready for his cum. I couldn’t help but move one of my hands down to my pussy and found it dripping with my juices, and I began to play with myself as I watched the sinful show in front of me.

Maybe he was right, maybe we were in a fantasy world. Our fantasy world, where it was just the two of us, engaging in both of our dirtiest and kinkiest fantasies whenever we wanted to. If it was with him…I could certainly live in that world.

“Ohhh fuck yes,” He loudly groaned, thick streams of white cum shooting on my face and in my mouth, some even dripping down my chin to land on my breasts, which sounded like he loved it with the loud moan he made.

I licked my cum stained lips, tasting the mixture of his salty cum and the sweetness that was still left over from my lollipop, noting to myself how delicious the two were and to have a lollipop or two nearby in the future. My hand moved over my face and chest, cleaning up the cum and slowly savoring the taste and looked up at him in his spent state, laying back against the chair, hair messed and chest rapidly heaving in an attempt to control his breathing. Grinning up at him, I slowly sucked on my fingers a little longer than needed to clean them off.

“You dropped your lollipop sweetheart,” He stated, his voice sounded ragged and worn out, but still felt like it had that dominance to it.

Stopping mid suck, I looked down at the ground and found the lollipop not too far from my leg on the hardwood floor. I looked back up to him and asked, “Could we call it even if I sat here while you worked and thoroughly cleaned off your cock?”

He sneered and bent down to kiss me hard, his hand grabbing my hair again as he pulled me off of his lips and intently stared down at me.

“Now where’s the fun in that.”

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