“We’re doing something different tonight. It’s date night… a nice romantic dinner.” Her Master said waking up his slave girl from her nap. It was surprising decision that he had made, they normally stayed in. They were in a comfortable rut. She would generally get home first and change out of her business ‘costume’. Her work was not her true life, service to him was her passion. She would wait for him, sometimes nude, sometimes harnessed, and sometime in a lacy barely there bit of lingerie. He seemed to like the harness best. When she was lucky he would fuck her, sometime vaginally, sometimes anal, and sometimes her willing little throat. It was only in the last few years that she always took a short catnap after. Normally, He would instead busy himself with whatever book he was reading, occasionally he would watch the television or play on his phone. She would serve him a drink and a light supper, but more than that she would service his cock. Kissing, licking, and sucking as he went about his evening. Until he sent her to go shower, then she would clean herself quickly and wait for him to join her. She would take her time and wash all of him; it was ritual. And so, she was excited at the change of evening plans.
Author: 5853s
Competing Theories [FFM][Fellatio]
“That was so fun! Why have I never been to a strip club before?” Laina exclaimed entering the room. She threw he jacket onto the office chair that ate ubiquitous in every basic hotel room. She was dressed plainly in jeans and a white tee, but it didn’t hid her body. Her long chestnut hair led to an ample ass, and her tits stood proud. But, her greatest feature were dimples that deeped with every smile an giggle. “I kind of want to get boys to stare at me like that. Do you think they can see onto our balcony?”
“We are only on the second floor, of course they can.” responded Em, “I think you should do it, get out of your shell.” Em was smaller than Laina, by at least half a foot, her petite body lacked the curves. Her folded eyes were kind, and her skin was a good number of shades darker than milky Laina. Em turned her attention to me, “You certained seemed to be enjoying yourself as well. But, how do you deal with such excitement? It seems like that place was designed to send you home with blue balls.”
Poetry – Fuckable Face
There is this one English lass
I dream of fucking her ass
Cross ocean, mile after mile
Just to put it in, doggy style
Because I just want to feel
Those lips so plump and unreal
Wrapped tight ’round my dick
More throat and less lick
On her knees is her place
Because of that fuckable face
I just can’t get enough
Of that English lass, ‘Fuff’
Hunny Do [Mf d/s fiction, established relationship]
It must have been the hottest day of the yeah. The A/C had failed at work, and now he was climbing two flights of stairs to get to his apartment. The apartment was a modest one bedroom. I kinder person may have called it cozy. Painting from the local thrift stores covered the wall and deep purple curtains added color to the otherwise drab space.
It wasn’t the two fans that circulated air through the apartment, it wasn’t the old overstuffed chair, it wasn’t the freezer full of ice that put a smile on his face before entering the door. It was her. She always was home before him. She was in the kitchen when he walked in. Her skin glistened with light perspiration; she wore only a small olive tanktop and simple pink panties. A simple and beautiful vision, she turned to him, “Hunny sit, let me bring you something to eat.” She had prepared a cutting board with salami and capicola, cauliflower and celery, a small bowl of homemade raita sat in the middle. “I made a special dip, just for you! I hope you like it.”
He fell into his chair, it swallowed him. “Thanks babe, you are so good to me.”
Lighting [erotic poetry] [fa]
The light shown in
A pale tear drop
Lower back curved into
The smoothest ass cheek
Aa bauble of purple and gold
Makes colored light dance
Along arched back
Hands stretched into unknown darkness
Bobbed hair reveals a delicate neck
Knees bent and toes pointed
A glorious pussy hides in the shadow
I could gaze upon you forever