Author: amanwithatwistedmind

It was a cool night in the Caribbean, you were sleeping soundly wearing nothing but just a thong and a thin nightgown. You weren’t in the mood and acted a bit pouty this morning. When I got home you were asleep and I didn’t mind at all, kind of the opposite I could have some fun with it. I walked slowly toward you, feet silent and looking at you like a Predator to a prey only resisting for a bit. My fingers moved brushing on your skin, nails slowly going down over your uncovered skin until they were on your waist. I start to pull your panties down slowly and delicately, not making much noise. I look at your body and lay you on your back once your panties are on your ankles.

I was deciding between two things as I see you move your body on the silk bed; do I take you now before showering or after showering? Work was a bitch so I decided to take you. Read more »

You asked for an Aladdin based birthday party and you wanted to be princess Jasmine. You wanted me to be prince Aladdin and I would have agreed to it but I knew you, I knew what you wanted deep down into your core and wearing a smirk on my face walking through the party with a staff, draped in a red and black outfit. I walk through the people and talk to everyone laughing while drinking and I talk until you see me.

Shocked and going a bit pale about the outfit. My eyes locked with yours the intensity between each other. I move close to you and grab your delicate hand, moving down never losing eye contact with you.  

Princess Jasmine. 

You utter the words with disgust but I felt the intensity of anticipation of what to come tonight. “Jafar” 

The party continued, everyone talking, laughing, enjoying the evening as the clock ticked away. The closer it gets to the time where everyone is going to leave, my hand roams down to your rump, the fabric so thin and I squeeze it hard. I hear the yelp and you glare at me and you turn to look at each other for a moment, my smirk plastered on my face and you glaring. It is a sense of confidence and ego growing, you wouldn’t say anything around your parents since they liked me too much. Read more »