From Hubby to Daddy [str8] [MF]

When my secret life came out in a very awful and heartbreaking way, my husband and I lay our hearts out.

We had lost ourselves in parenting and adulting, to the point where he thought he was no longer sexual, and I had undiscovered and desperate desires.

Part of our healing was reconnecting physically. Making out on the couch, playing with each other under blankets, running off to the laundry or the bathroom for a quickie or a blow job. Was I trying to fuck him into forgiveness? Perhaps? But also, we discovered that we still had something incredible together. Real unbridled lust and desire, coupled with love and respect.

He’s learning to trust me again. And learning what I crave. Time is scarce, but with every day, every swish of the flogger against my naughty girl’s bottom, every relentless hard fuck, my husband, my love, my best friend is becoming my Dom and my Daddy.

Sweet Boy [mF]

I have been having sweet fantasies about deflowering you.

I want to make you feel special.

Kiss you all over as I undress you.

Get your hands on my tits and my arse. Let you explore this gorgeous body of mine ๐Ÿ˜

Get down on my knees and suck your cock. Gently at first, then harder and faster

I want you to cum in my mouth.

I want you to touch my hair gently and then grab it as you come.

Then I want to lay you on the bed. Let you rest, before starting to play again.

Side by side. Kissing and touching each other’s bodies.

You kiss my tits, my tummy, my clit, my cunt. You lick the inside of my thighs.

I want you on top of me. Your thick manly body weighing down on me.

Your cock slowly entering my pussy. It’s tight and wet, you fit perfectly.

You want to go fast, I want you to go fast, but I make you slow down, enjoy the sensations.

My legs are around your waist. I’m rocking against you

Gaia’s Prey

It’s dusk. The forest is an emerald green maze, full of danger.

You’re panting as you run through the brush, every twig and leaf echoes as you try to stay quiet.

You are being pursued – your sweat, your fear, is intoxicating.

I’m behind you. Mythical, magical. Majestic.

I want you. And I want you scared.

You run too fast, too frantically and you trip.

You’re stuck. You try to get up but your ankle is twisted.

Your lip is bleeding, and tears run in your eyes. You sob lightly into the dirt.

You feel my hand on your shoulder. You shudder in fear.

My hand presses your face into the dirt. You lick the dark rich soil.

The nails of my other hand open up your clothes from the back.

Your beautiful back, your arse. Your legs, all mine.

My long snake like tongue licks you. Wraps around your hardening cock, your balls, into your arse.

You hear and sense my cock as it unravels. It’s massive, monstrous and all for you.

I spit on you, it dribbles into your arsehole. You whimper in anticipation of the annihilation to come.

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Serving my former daddy [MF] [rimming] [fellatio] [deep throat] [licking cum]

Letting go of you is hard
But I know I need to

I will keep some memories in a box inside my busy brain
And the ever expanding fantasy of meeting face to face in a town without consequences

In this place, there is no Daddy, no work colleagues, no pretense or artifice.

It’s you and I. Our desire, our lust, our pain, our baggage. Let’s just fuck.

I want to move between dominance and submission with you, a tango of sex.

I will pin you up against the wall, naked, arms and legs spread wide. I hold your arms as I softly kiss your face, your mouth, your ears, your neck. I’m fully clothed and the soft silky dress is smooth and cool against you.

I move down your body and kiss and lick every beautiful inch of you. I worship you. And you love to be worshipped. It’s agonisingly slow and deliberate, and your cock is growing bigger and harder.

Turn around.

Your back is a work of art. I know I can be rougher. I bite and squeeze and rake my nails over you, leaving tracks of pink warm skin.

My Dom submits to my magnificent tits [str8] [MF]

You would be so hard, just from seeing them for the first time.

I love how overcome you are. My big strong Sir, shivering like a little boy looking at, craving my curves.

You tell me this is my best way to get any power over you. With my delightful, too good to be true breasts.

I could get you on your knees. Face deep in my cunt, just for a feel of my breasts, a tweak of my nipple.

I need your mouth on my clit. One hand on my breast. One hand in and out of my pussy.

This is my only moment of control before I surrender to you.

I take everything I can from you, as you worship this body and this mind.

Against every fibre of your being you will oblige, because you need my breasts that fucking bad.

I know. It’s hard for you. But your need is bigger than anything else! And you know what else is bigger? My tits ๐Ÿ˜! Your cock. This powerful tug of war of control and desire

You give yourself to my body. You relinquish control to my cunt.

The Show – fucking myself in front of my lover [MF] [str8]

I’d like to be next to to that lean strong body.

Run my fingers up your thighs, across your chest, teasing you.

Kiss your mouth softly, move down your body, still warm from your shower, kiss everywhere except your cock and balls

Straddle your chest, and put on a show!

Hands in my hair. Sucking on my fingers.

Caressing my breasts. Squeezing the nipples, bringing them close to my mouth so I can lick myself

Hands running over my soft pale curves.

My tits, my waist, my legs, my thighs.

You watch my cunt transform. It’s not a sweet little hidden thing.

It swells with desire, it opens like a rose

I touch my clit, rubbing little circles while my other hand plays with my nipple.

I feel your cock grow harder and twitch against my arse

I rise up, and put two fingers in my wet cunt.

I finger myself slowly, thumb on clit.

Watching you, watching me. It’s so sexy how much you want me!

Your pre-cum oozes over my arse!

I’m getting off on the show!

Laundry Room [MF] [a little rough] [str8]

I accidentally walk in on you in the laundry, you’re throwing your clothes in the washing machine and you’re complete naked.

My nipples get hard, my cunt gets wet and I blush instantly

I bite my lip and reach out to touch your face.

You don’t have time for this touchy feely shit, you want to give it to me. And give it to me hard!

You grab me around the waist and kiss me passionately.

Your cock is already so hard against me.

You stick your hands up my skirt and grab my fat arse. It’s luscious and round

You grip tight and pull me close. Your cock rubs hard against my clit and I gasp into your mouth.

You pull away from my mouth. I pout, craving you.

You lift up my top and bite my breasts and nipples through my bra.

My cunt is throbbing, but so far all I get is just a few thrusts on my clit

My bra is wet from your mouth and tongue and my nipples are rock hard.

You move one of your hands from my arse cheeks to my cunt.

Moonlight [mf, oral]

You are half asleep, naked in your bed. A sliver of moonlight shines across your cock.

As the moonlight caresses you, you get hard, rising to a magnificent state.

She appears in your room then. Moonlight become flesh. Pale shining skin, her breasts and arse big and round and firm.

Silver-blonde hair, a pink mouth, and grey eyes that hunger for you.

She kneels before you. Overcome with her desire for you. She runs her cool hands over your legs and chest. She holds your face gently.

You say one word – Yes.

She takes you into her mouth. Your pre-cum is slippery and salty. She licks you slowly. You’re fucking delicious.

She fondles your balls, firmly.

She takes you deeper and deeper.

Up and down. Her tongue twirls. You are already quivering.

You are in a trance. This goddess made of moonlight and mischief, has become your little fucking slut. On her knees. Slavering over your monster cock.

Her breasts are pink with heat. Her nipples are hard with pleasure and pain.

Her cunt is wet again, her thighs slippery with longing and lusts.

My Daddy, his wife and I [FMf, cunnilingus, no PIV…unless I write Part 2?]

This is a sweet story. It’s a few years down the track. You and I don’t play anymore, but we chat. We’re friends.

I have to visit your city. So, like friends do, you invite me over to dinner at your place.
Your family is beautiful. The children love me, their new silly friend and we play hide and seek, sing funny songs.

They ask for me to read them a bedtime story, but you say you’ll do it. Your wife and I are left to chat and drink wine. Next to her I’m a giant, a big awkward mass of giggles and curves and curls. She’s controlled, confident. It’s incredibly hot. I might tell her that, she makes me nervous.

She laughs at me and says, “He told me you were funny and smart”.

I can’t help myself, “I bet he didn’t tell you how pretty I was.” I’m laughing and I hope that conceals my blush.

“No. But he should have.”

The laughing stops and we are making out like teenagers. I pull her towards me and she’s on my lap. Her fingers get caught in my curls, and she tugs a bit too hard and I gasp with pleasure.

Every Monday I think we’re over [no sex, submission]

Everything has a use by date.
And ignoring this can make you sick.
We don’t want our friendship to fester in our reluctance to say goodbye.

We are busy and important
At least that’s what we tell ourselves.
We have to concentrate.
Be respectful, unbiased, fair.

That’s the truth.
And it also conceals a bigger truth.
I won’t speak for you.
But I know I’m on a precipice.

On one side, a return to polite conversation, professional advice and pleasant exchanges of daily life.

The other is a pit of lava.
Licking, laughing, eager to sear the flesh from my bones.

The choice seems easy, doesn’t it?

But I’ve tasted your fire, and I’m ready to burn.

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