I write these for my wife but in truth dirty talk freaks her out, so you can have them.
We’re in bed both drunk but you more so than me. Getting turned on for the 5th time today you don’t say anything but decide to put on one of the outfits you have. You think you’ve been subtle but I know what you’re up to. I sip my drink, cock stirring, listening to you in the bathroom clumsily getting yourself dressed up and struggling to keep your balance in your heels. Several moments later you emerge. Stunning but being drunk your makeup is a little off and you have dialled the slutty look up to the max. I know just how wet you get when you’re this drunk and know how hard you like to be fucked also.
You start strutting towards the bed but I get up, grab you by the arm and drag you to the living room. You stumble but stay up right. I tell you to stand there, facing away from me and that you’re not allowed to look at me. You oblige.
You stand there now a little nervous as you hear me disappear. When I return, I roughly blindfold you with a tie. You squirm in anticipation. I stuff my hand between your legs, forcing them to spread slightly, and rub you over your black lace knickers. They’re soaking wet. I let out a low grunt and kiss you, grabbing your tits in my big hands.
I disappear again and you trace my noises throughout the room. The zip of a bag and the sound of chair legs draggimg against the wooden floor. The chair is thrown down in front of you and the sudden loud noise makes you whimper.
Something strikes your bum. Not enough to hurt but a light tingle. I cup your jaw in my right hand and pull your head to look at me “Whatever happens, do not make a noise”. I kiss you again, pulling your pants to the side, running my fingers between your legs and licking them clean. You feel dirty and you’re not sure whether you like it. I don’t give you enough time to think about it. Using the same paddle that struck your bum before I start lightly tracing it up the inside of your legs. Your body stiffens to the sensation and as it moves up your side and across your chest I watch as your nipples go hard and goosebumps start to form over your body. You groan, wriggle and then gasp as I lightly slap your face and chastise you for making noise.
I disappear again. You notice you feel light headed from the booze. You ache to be fucked.
From the side, I grab a fistful of hair and pull your head back.
“Open your mouth, stick out your tongue”
You do as you’re told. I pour a swig of champagne into your mouth and over your chest. The icy coldness makes you yelp, I slap your face again and proceed to lick the champagne from your cleavage. You hear me swig from the bottle and then dump it on the table. I grab a handful of your bum as I kiss your neck, licking off more of the champagne.
I drag the chair towards you and pull your hand to it so you can keep your balance.
“Take off your bra and pants, leave the heels on. Bra first, pants second.”
The cold air hits your now bare chest as you drop your bra beside you. I decide to intervene. I put both of your hands on the back of the chair, squat behind you, you can feel my breath between your legs and run a firm grip up both legs, reaching the hem of your knickers and peel them off your bum, slide them down and pull them over your heels. You push your bum back towards me expecting me to be there. Instead I forcefully straighten you up, tug your hands behind your back and tie them tightly together. Still behind you I put my cock in your tethered hands and reach round you to grab your nipples, kissing your neck. I leave again and you stagger backwards.
“Open your mouth”
Expecting more champagne you toss your head back and become flustered when in fact I gag you with your knickers, still soaked from your drunken excitement. Seconds later you let out a muffled scream as the ice touches your chest. The paddle strikes your bum a little harder, leaving a red print. I trace the ice across your chest and over your nipples, down your stomach and between your legs. You can’t contain a moan as it lingers over your clit. I smack you again.
I put my cock back in your hands and you desperately stroke it, your whole body moving, begging me to fuck you. I reach back around you and once again roughly shove my hands between your legs, wrapping my left arm around your chest pulling you in tight to me and grabbing your right breast. Your back arches and I rub you quicker, your wetness now coating the inside of your legs. I’m so rough with your boobs it hurts but you’re now loving that it feels dirty and that it doesn’t even feel like me. I get quicker and harder and can feel that your orgasm is starting to build. Lost in how good it feels you let out a moan. I slap your face with the wet hand that has been between your legs.
I grab your right arm so hard it hurts and drag you to the bed and throw you on it. I man handle you into position. Face into the bed that beautiful bum and desperate pussy in the air.
“Do you want to cum?”
You say yes and I smack you. Hard this time and you let out a little cry.
“Nod if you want to cum?”
You frantically move your head and then arch your back as you hear the low buzz as I click the vibrator on.
“You can only cum when I give you permission, nod if you understand”
You nod and with that I touch the vibrator against your clit with the faintest of touches. Your moan so deep that your whole chest sinks. Smack. “Quiet!”
I run the ice cube up the back of your left thigh, over your bum and down the right thigh. The goosebumps return. You yelp again as I push the ice cube inside you as far as I can and roughly finger you, smacking you again for making noise.
Back comes the vibrator. With the cold sensation of the ice inside you I glide the vibrator all around your pussy but don’t touch where you want it most. You groan your frustration. Smack.
I press the vibrator ever so gently against your clit holding it there just gently circling it. After a minute I see you getting closer and I pull away. Your tied hands clawing for me not to stop. Back goes the vibrator, firmer now and your orgasm begins to build again. I watch as your hips begin to buck. You’re getting close and I pull away again. You scream your frustration. I spank you with my open hand, leaving a red mark. I reach forward and pull the knickers from your mouth.
“If you want to cum, you have to ask permission. Please let me cum. When I say yes, you can cum.”
I put the vibrator back, even firmer still, kissing your bum, running my hands all over you. This time your orgasm builds quicker. I tell you to hold it.
“Please let me cum”
“No” and I lightly smack you.
I turn the vibrator up another setting and you scream into the bed, your hands trying to break their restraint.
“Please let me cum”
“5 more seconds”
5…4…3…2….1
You let out a deafening scream into the bed and your wetness leaks out of you. I taste every last drop as your whole body shakes. Immediately I thrust into you, smacking against your wet bum. Long hard strokes. I grab your arms, using them to make my thrusts harder and harder. I push my weight onto you and force you down. I untie your arms and begin throwing my whole body weight into you. You scream in delight and I try to get as deep as I can. A couple of times you flinch when I go too far but honestly I don’t care, I just want to take you as hard as I can. Your screams of approval encourage me.
Throwing you on your side, I grab my cock and dive into you again. I can feel I’m as deep as I can go. With one hand around your neck and the other grabbing your boobs, I fuck you harder and faster. You grab a pillow to stifle your screams, begging me to come in you. I smack your arse a few times in quick succession and then pull you tight as I cum with 3 deep thrusts. Collapsing on top of you, I kiss your makeup smeared face. Sweating and breathless as a pool of our cum slowly forms beneath us.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rqgflm/drunken_staycay