I write detailed scenarios for my SO when we’re apart. We have a ton of kinks, so I create new scenes each time. Might as well share some of our favourites here. If you like freeuse, petplay and creampies, line up. You may commission me to write smutty stories for you if you want to. Message me a list of your kinks.
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You’ve had a stressful day at work. It was one of those days where everything went wrong, one after another. One of those days that sheared off your patience layer by layer until you just lose your enthusiasm and all your will to handle the problems that get relentlessly shoved into your face. You drove home in a foul mood. The evening sun filtered through the trees and the clouds, but the beauty fails to capture your spirit. The other cars did though. Assholes in pickups and pissed off old women in little hatchbacks wove through the traffic.
You park at our home, and put your forehead to the wheel in exasperation. Sighing loudly. After a moment of recollecting yourself, you grab your things and scramble out of the car, across the carpark, into the elevator, up to our floor, and through our apartment door. Flinging off your pumps and dropping your bags on the floor, you flick on the lights. Nobody was home. The sun had just set. From our kitchen island, you could see out the balcony sliding doors. You hear the fading sound of sirens in the distance. Sounds of the city.
It was your turn to make dinner tonight. Methodically, you scan through our mealprep plan, then proceeded to prepare all the ingredients we would need for our meal.
Busying yourself and trying to forget about your horrid day, you whip out the knife and chopping board and start slicing up some vegetables, when suddenly, you heard a little squeaking sound. Before you could even turn to see what it was, you feel a presence step up behind you. Sudden fear courses through you as a slender but firm hand clamps itself over your mouth. An arm wraps itself around your waist, just under your breasts. The person behind you pulls your body tight to him. You feel a bulge pressing against your ass through the soft fabric of your pencil skirt, and undernearth, a thin, black thong.
“Did kitty have a bad day?” I growled hungrily as I began nibbling your ear. The hand that held you tight at the waist moved up and began groping at your boobs through your top – a white button-down. My hot breath sent tingles down your spine, and your fear melted into arousal as you realize that it was daddy who snuck up behind you.
“Kitty had a bad dayyyy,” you whine as you let go a pent up breath and feel daddy’s wet kisses in and around your ear. My strong hands grabbing and squeezing your boobs felt really, really good. “Kitty wants to take off her bra. Kitty wants to have sex.” You whine as you begin pushing me away in an attempt to take off your top and your bra.
But I stop you. My hands wrap tighter around you, you feel my fingernails digging into the soft flesh of your tits and you gasp. As I held you tighter, I pressed the hard cock in my pants into your ass. You grow weaker. The hand that was free moved to your throat and held it firmly. You arched your back and pressed your big ass into daddy’s crotch as you moan softly.
“No taking off your bra. No getting naked and having sex. You have to cook dinner, remember? It’s your turn tonight. Daddy will have sex, but kitty has to cook dinner.” I said sternly into your ear, enjoying your whines of protest. I held you even tighter when you whined, grip your tits even harder. You gasp at the strength I was using. Daddy was being rough.
“Will kitty be an obedient girl and focus on cooking dinner?” I said sternly once again. You nodded, reluctantly but obediently. Only then did Daddy loosen his grip. Remembering what daddy said, you immediately began focusing on chopping the vegetables on right in front of you and ignoring me. You ran through the list of things you had to do to prepare the food. Cutting vegetables, preparing and marinating the meat, heating the pan, frying the … you moan softly as I buried my face into your thick ass. I drew back a hand and gave it a tight slap, then smiled as I watch your ass jiggle after the slap.
I press my cock into your ass once again, this time gripping your ponytail hard and pulling your head back. “Kitty promises she won’t get distracted? I hope kitty remembers the freeuse agreement that she signed with Daddy for an entire week. Do you want to remind me what was agreed?”
You squeezed your thighs together as you began to realize that you were dripping wet through your thongs. Daddy had a firm grip on your hair, but you still tried your best to be a good girl and continue to chop the vegetables. Daddy’s cock pressed into your ass and you felt a surging urge for Daddy to just stuff your little pussy with his cock. But you know that daddy likes to play with you and tease you, and so you had to be patient. You obediently reminded me the details of our agreement: “I’m a freeuse cumslut for daddy to use whenever he likes. Daddy can pump his cum into any of my holes and fuck me wherever he wants.”
After a pause, I held your shoulders and turned you towards me. We look deeply in each others eyes, then I lean in for a long, deep and passionate kiss. Our tongues swirled and our spit mixed together. “That’s a good girl,” I say, kissing your forehead. It was a soft moment.
And then, the moment was over. I turned you around, and you began to focus cutting the vegetables once again. You knew it was coming. You had to be focused. It was so easy to get distracted when daddy was using you. You had to focus! You tried to clear your mind, but when you felt daddy pulling down your thongs, when you heard daddy say: “Oh kitty, you’re so fucking wet. Were you just waiting the entire day to get fucked by my cock?”, when daddy commanded you to take three steps back from the kitchen island, set your feet apart and present your ass for him, when daddy peeled your tight, pencil skirt up over your butt, and you feel the cold air strike your naked, exposed ass and raise the goosebumps – of course you couldn’t focus. You just stood there, trying your best to concentrate on the task to cut vegetables and prepare food like a good girl, but failing spectacularly, and instead, you were getting wetter and wetter, quivering and moaning and impatient for daddy to use you.
You feel the head of my cock at the entrance of your tight little pussy. You feel my hands dig into the soft flesh of your ass and spread you apart, peeling you open like a flower and exposing your most private parts. You think of how it would look to a third person: you in professionally powerdressed in office clothes, pencil skirt peeled up over your butt, bent over and trying to cook, while daddy behind you, sliding his cock into your pussy and using it for his pleasure. You feel my cock pushing into you. You feel yourself stretching, swallowing the thick rod penetrating into you. You drop the knife. Your whole body tenses up as daddy’s fat cock fills up your pussy. You cry out loudly in pleasure.
I grip your hair suddenly and command you sternly: “Focus!”. You pick up the knife again, but you can barely concentrate. All your attention is on my cock, sliding it’s full length into your pussy. Soon, daddy’s cock is fully buried in kitty’s pussy, perfectly lubricated and ready for a pounding. “I’m going to start fucking you now, okay kitty? Remember, you have to focus on cooking, daddy will be disappointed if you don’t.” You nod and whimper weakly.
I wanted to cum fast (because I wanted to cum many times tonight), so I chose a steady, but extremely intense rhythm. I wasn’t going too fast or going to slow, but I was pumping you consistently and very roughly. Even though I wanted to cum fast, you came faster. Multiple times. I pulled my cock all the way out of your sloppy pussy, waited for a second, then slammed it back in balls deep. I enjoyed how you quivered and shook as you came once, twice, three times. How your ass jiggled as I slammed my cock into your pussy again and again. Pretty soon, the wet, slapping sounds of sex filled our apartment as I began to pound your pussy mercilessly.
I gripped your ass tight in my hands as I fuck you, enjoying how your ass jiggled, how you just couldn’t do anything else when you were being fucked. Oh sure, you tried. I was amused to see you trying to cut up a few broccolli. But as I picked up the pace, as I began fucking you harder and rougher, you stopped being able to do anything. All you could do was bend over, give daddy your ass, moan and cry out in pleasure, and take the fucking like a good freeuse kitty.
As I came close to cumming, I gripped your ponytail and whispered hungrily into your ear. “Daddy is going to cum now. Daddy’s going to pump his load deep into Kitty’s pussy, and Kitty will take it like a good girl.” All you could do was moan and nod weakly. I began powerfucking you. The slapping sounds of our sex echoed in the kitchen.
I buried the whole length of my cock into your pussy as I came. You could feel my dick twitching and spasming, then you feel the heat of my cum inside you. Your whole body quivered and shook as you came again and again. Then we both collapsed on the floor. You were kneeling down, your face in the ground, wrapped in your arms, your ass in the air, daddy’s cock still inside you. Daddy’s cum still inside you. Slowly, I pulled out my cock, smiling as you quivered, the last of your orgasms fading away. A beautiful creampie spilled out of your pussy and onto the ground.
As you lay on the ground panting, your ass in the air, I got up and pulled up your thong from your knees, up your body, and around your ass. I pulled it up tight. The fabric of your thong covering your pussy and daddy’s cum spilling out. I helped you off the ground. When we were both standing, I gave you a kiss on the forehead. I put a hand to your neck and looked into your eyes. “You were so beautiful darling. Now Daddy is gonna go shower, you have to continue cooking, I’ll come down and help you later. But you have to continue cooking with daddy’s cum inside you. Do you understand?”
You whine in pleasure at what I was doing to you. “Kitty understands. Come back soon okay? come back soon and play with me.” We kiss. I head off for a shower. You continued cooking, my sticky, hot cum spilling out into your thong, down your thighs.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/almypp/mf_the_freeuse_kitchen_kitty