Her parfume (F/M)

She’s standing in front of the mirror putting in her earrings when he appears behind her.

His body pressing up against hers, whispering in her ear “Don’t move.”

Their eyes are locked when he moves away her dark hair, exposing her neck. Trailing a finger from below her ear towards her collar bone. Goosebumps emerge all over her skin.

He takes a deep inhale while his hand trails up. “You know that perfume drives me crazy…” Closing his fingers gently around her throat. A smile forms across her lips.

“Turn around.” he commands “And kneel for me.”

She looks into his eyes while getting on the floor. Her tongue licking her bottom lip, knowing it turns him on even more.

He unbuckles his pants, his erection struggling to be freed. She takes over, stroking him through his boxers. Pulling the elastic band down so his cock bobs up and down infront of her face.

She takes his shaft into her hand, trailing his head across her lips. His hand gathers her hair into his fist, ready to control the motion.

On her knees, giving and receiving (F/M)

She likes to be in charge in a relationship, but in the bedroom, she’s a sub.

She didn’t realize how much of a sub until a few months back…

Now here she is, kneeling down on the bedroom floor. Eyes down, hands on her lap. Never felt more vulnerable.

He’s on the bed, busy with his phone. She feels his confusion as he looks at her. He stands up “What are you doing?”

She’s gets nervous, was this a mistake? What’s he thinking? What was she thinking, never mentioning her needs to him.

He stands infront of her know, her eyes dart up to his pants. She sees the outline of his cock pressing against the fabric. A little smile forms on her lips while she quickly looks down again. Feeling the wetness gathering between her lips, her clit starts to tingle.

“May I sir?” She asks timidly.

His thumb caresses her cheek “Yes”.

She starts to unbuckle his pants, pulling it, and his boxers, down. His erection dangles infront of her face, ready for her mouth to slide over it.

Looking up at him with her big eyes. His hand is in her hair now, pulling her in.

On the couch (F/M)

They sit on the couch, watching some reality show. Her mind is absent, dreaming up erotic scenarios.

The fabric of her tank top reveals her arousal. Her nipples are so hard, they actually hurt. She looks at him, shifting so she gets closer.

Planting her hands on his chest, her legs lock him in place while she straddles him. Grinding into him, feeling his cock grow, how she loves that feeling.

His hands move towards her breasts, pulling down the fabric of her tank top, revealing those hard nipples. Taking one breast in his hand and guiding it into his mouth.

She steadies herself on the couch, her head snapping back. Taking in the sensation while his erection is throbbing underneath her. Feeling her panties dampen, grinding harder into him.

She starts to unbuckle his pants, eager for his cock. Then stands up and pulls down her own pants.

Wanting to straddle him again, but he has other plans. Standing behind her, his cock stroking the wetness of her pussy towards her ass. The teasing is driving her insane, feeling his cock but not having it inside of her.

What do you want daddy? (F thoughts)

Tell me what you want daddy.

You know I don’t judge, I only listen and obey you…

You want me to go down on you, while you rest your head back and enjoy the sensations?

You want me on all fours? My ass up, ready for your use? To enjoy my warmth and wetness? Or my ass? Or both? You can have both daddy, you know that.

You want to go slow? Or ravage me?

Mark me with your bite marks, slaps and cum.

I know what I want…

I want you…

In any way I can…

So come and take me…

Please…

Plugged and edging (F)

She holds the metal plug in her hand, doubting if she’ll use it. Laying it on the bed until she makes up her mind.

Hot water is running in the shower when she steps in. Shaving her pussy, nice and smooth. Letting the warmth of the water relax her muscles after a cold fall day.

She rubs oil onto her dry body, not skipping an inch. Pulling on her black lace babydoll, no need for underwear.

She gets back to her bedroom, seeing the plug reflecting the light from the hallway.

A deep sigh escapes her lips…

She lays on the sheets, feeling the cold metal in her hand. Memories, from not to long ago, fill her mind. She shakes her head, not wanting to get lost in her own thoughts.

Just wanting to feel the sensation, so she strokes the plug up and down her smooth pussy. Pushing it lightly between her lips. The cold metal against her clit, gives her goosebumps. Feeling her nipples harden.

Thanks to her wetness the plug starts to move more easily across her lips. She spreads that wetness towards her ass. Pushing the slippery plug gently against her hole. Applying more pressure, a gasp escapes her as the plug enters.

Wednesday (F mastrubating) (thoughts)

You know how I lay in bed, when I think about you.

How I touch myself. With your voice in my ears and your face on the inside of my eyelids.

You get me there so easily.

So I touch myself and imagine you. Hands on my body, lips caressing over skin and nipples. Fingers digging into my flesh. Giving you total control.

Making my heart race while I moan your name.

I’m still intoxicated by you.

Let me ride you (F/M)

Just let me get on top of you. Close your eyes as place my hands on your cheeks. I want to kiss you, God how much I want to kiss you.

Let me slide myself over your cock. Feel the ritme as my pussy goes up and down your shaft. Place your hands on my hips and dig your fingers in my flesh.

Shut down your mind for a moment, no thinking, just feeling.

Grab my ass, control the motion. Take me as you please. Get your release, use me as I use you.

No thinking, just feeling…

Dream/reality (F/M)

The sunlight dances on the sheets of the bed. She opens her eyes, a moment of confusion about her whereabouts crosses her mind.

Was the dream of yesterday reality?
The scenario they both fantasized about for so long?

She shifts and sees him laying next to her, peacefully asleep. A sigh escapes her and a smile forms across her lips.

Sinking back into the sheets, thinking about what happened after they went for coffee…

Images flash before her eyes, his strong arms pulling her in. Lips finding one another, hesitant at first, quickly hungry for more. Hands roaming over skin. Their walls tumbling down, letting this side of their being breath. Moans escape their lips as they sink into one another.

Her skin begins to tingle at the memory, blood rushing through her veins. She checks again, yes, he’s still laying next to her.

She feels free, breathing more easily. Shifting onto her side, she leans into him. Whispering in his ear “Thank you for this, I’ll never forget.”

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Release the tension (F/M)

You feel my pulse quicken when you trail your finger across my neck towards my collarbone.

Your lips between my breasts, strong hands wrapping their fingers around them, squeezing gently.

A gasp escapes my lips when your tongue takes its first lick over my hard nipple. My whole body shifts and pushes up, into you.

My hands on your neck and back, pulling you closer. Wanting you, craving you.

Your hand slides between my thighs, while still working my nipples with your mouth. My breath starts to speed up, knowing your fingers will find their way inside my wet pussy.

Your hand glides over my lips, enjoying the softness, up and down, teasing me. My hips start to shift, trying to take you inside of me. You bite my nipple in response, making me moan loud.

I’m desperate for you and start to beg for my release. Two fingers slide into me, making me catch my breath. Your thumb circling my clit while you massage the inside of my pussy.

Letting go thanks to his presence (F/M)

She’s naked on the bed, looking him intently in the eyes. Slowly opening her legs, letting her knees touch the mattress. She blushes when she sees him roaming her body, taking in every inch and curve.

She restrains herself from closing her legs again, not being used to getting this sort of attention.

The effect she has on him is obvious, his erect cock in his hand. She takes a deep breath, still wrapping her head around the fact that this, is her doing.

Her hand slowly makes its way towards her pussy. Stroking her soft lips, dipping two fingers in-between her wetness. The need to just let go is so strong, her eyes dart back at him.

Encouraging her without words, making her feel safe.

Letting out a soft moan when she touches her clit, while tipping her head back. She begins to rub herself a bit faster, feeling her orgasm build inside of her. Her mind goes blank, surrendering to the sensations and his presence.

Just before she reaches her orgasm she looks back up at him. Feeling waves crash over her while looking him directly in the eyes.