My Sub

You’re mine. Every pathetic little whimper you make, every moan, every time you beg to be allowed to touch yourself. Mine.

My needy, obedient little sub. Aren’t you?

So obedient, that if I tell you to touch yourself, you’ll do it. Won’t you?

That’s right. Wrap a hand around yourself and start to stroke.

Are you imagining me collaring you? Making you crawl on all fours after me as I tug on the leash?

Or maybe it’s me holding you down, squeezing your throat as I lie on top of you and remind you who’s in charge?

Faster now, honey.

Do you need me to tell you you’re a good boy? That’s what really makes your cock twitch, isn’t it?

Before you cum, you need to beg me for it. Ask me nicely, and I might even let you…

Fulfilling Her Needs [mmf]

They’d known each other less than 24 hours, yet here she was, being fucked by both of them.

It started with her needing to move house. She couldn’t live with her old housemates anymore, and so had put out an ad, looking for people who needed one. Had a few responses, nothing that truly worked, until a message caught her eye. She scanned it.

Two male housemates looking for another person, near the city centre, cheap rent… perfect! She sent them an eager message.

Within the hour, she had a response, would tomorrow be ok? They needed to fill the hole in the tenancy quickly, She arranged a time, and soon things were all set.

She arrived at the house five minutes early, trying to seem as reliable and responsible. She smoothed her hair nervously before ringing the doorbell.

She heard footsteps pounding down the stairs, and then someone frantically messing with the door.

Having shaken the door into submission, it finally opened to reveal a striking man, looking about ten times as stressed as he had thirty seconds before. He was also shirtless.

Bad Boy: Part 3

A week was all he lasted, until he found himself being punished again. He’d wandered into the kitchen to find Sarah cooking, and dancing along to a song as she did. She ignored him as he grabbed a snack and lingered, eating it. He tried to keep his eyes off of her but he just couldn’t help it. Before he could look away, she turned around and caught him staring at her ass.

The consequences were immediate.

She called Olivia and they took him upstairs and into the master bedroom. Stripped him. Tied him down to the bed again.

“You know why you’re here, don’t you?” Olivia asked him, arms folded.

He nodded.

“Say it.”

“I was looking at Sarah inappropriately.”

“Just her?” She asked, an eyebrow raised,

He opened his mouth. Closed it.

“That isn’t right, because I saw you eyeing up my boobs this morning. You thought we’d let you get away with it?”

She sighed, turned to Sarah, her arms folded. “We have to teach this little pervert a real lesson.”

Distraction

You cuddle me from behind, so close I can feel your breath on the back of my neck. Every inch of you is pressed up against me. All seven of them.

Its incredibly distracting when I’m trying to write. Even more so than standing up writing on the kitchen counter normally would be.

“I’m trying to concentrate,” I whine, but your hand muffles it.

I sigh, giving up, and wiggle back against you.

“Aren’t you trying to concentrate?” You tease.

I sigh again, pouting, then realise its no good because you can’t see me. I place my hands back on the keyboard unwillingly.

As I start to type again, you run your free hand slowly down my body, through the valley of my breasts, down my belly. You flirt with the edge of my jeans, sliding your fingers along it, dipping them beneath and then withdrawing again. You move it back up, cup one breast, and uncover my mouth to cover it instead.

I take the hint and decide not to speak as you massage my tits slowly. My nipples harden through the fabric, pressing against your palms as you continue to tease me by slowly grinding yourself against my ass.

Shared [ffm]

His hands slid down her back as he kissed her, pushed her back onto the bed. He ran his hands under the bottom of her t-shirt, stroking the warm skin beneath before he pulled it off. She gasped as he ground his hips against her, cupped her breasts through her bra.

He pulled back, took his shirt off quickly, smirking as she dragged her eyes over him. He’d just leaned in to kiss her again when their roommate, Zoe, walked in.

“Hey, I’m just ordering some food, do you… oh. Sorry.”

She stared, eyes fixed on her half-dressed body for a second before she blinked. “I’ll go.”

They both looked at her. He deliberately squeezed her breasts to make her moan.

“You can stay if you like. I need someone to take care of her pussy while I use her throat.”

She hesitated, eyes darting to her again.

They made eye contact. “I’d love that,” she said huskily. “You can ride my face if you want.”

“…Ok.”

Cuddles and Cum [vanilla] [gentle]

Wrap me in your arms. Tuck me in so your chin rests against the top of my head, and hold me tight.

Run your fingers over my side, fill your hands with my ass and squeeze. Tempt me with your touch until I can’t resist kissing you and grinding my hips against yours. Cup my breasts through my bra and feel my nipples hard against your palms, even through the fabric. I want to drag my nails down your back as I nip your neck, and have you do the same, sensitising my skin so I’m arching deeper into you. I want to feel your cock hardening for me.

Help me to undress, and I’ll help you, even if we have to keep pausing to kiss in between each piece.

Let me stroke you cock, gather up any pre-cum with a finger and suck it clean. You’d better be ready to roll me over and pin me down before I wiggle lower and suck your soul out. Spread my legs and hold yourself against my wet little pussy teasingly, watching my face as I moan.

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Good Girl

I’m blindfolded, arms handcuffed behind my back. My legs are pinned beneath your weight. I’m helpless.

Defenceless as you tease me with your hands and mouth and cock; squeezing and slapping my ass, sucking my clit, running your cock along the entrance of my pussy. You make me writhe and whimper beneath you until I’m a quivering mess. You slide a hand down to check and find me soaking wet.

So you lick me to the edge of orgasm, first slow, long, deliberate, then hard and fast, circling my clit and sucking on it before playing with my pussy. I wiggle underneath you and you grab my hips to hold me still. I can feel myself getting closer and closer, urged on by the feel of your mouth on me. I tell you I’m about to cum and all the sensations stop, making me cry out at their loss. You’re denying me it. Instead you flip me over, spank me hard, and I feel your cock parting my pussy lips, pushing into me.

Owned

I just want to be fed. Have my belly and pussy filled up with cum til it’s leaking from the corners of my mouth, down my thighs.

I need to be fucked insensible, so that I’m laid on the bed dazed and cum-drunk.

I want to be yours, utterly. To be held, cuddled, loved. To taste you on my tongue. I need my slutty little face painted with your cum, all of me painted with it.

Your little cumslut.

Take me. Collar me. Make me yours and only yours.

I’m begging you.

Miss

I’m your Miss. You’re going to do exactly as I say…or there’ll be punishment. Ok?

Good boy.

I’m going to undress you slowly, slide my hands over your skin, kiss you gently.

Feel my hands play with your balls, squeeze your cock. I’m going to stroke you roughly, kissing and sucking your neck as I do. Mark you. Because you’re mine.

I’m going to kiss my way down your chest, stopping to suck your nipples, nip them. Then I’ll lick up any pre-cum from your tip, swallow it down, and suck you hungrily.

Use you to fuck my mouth and throat, letting you leak yourself all over my tongue. Because I love the taste of you.

I’m still stroking you, little hand wrapped around your cock, tongue and mouth working away at the rest of your cock.

Until I make you cum.

Shoot ropes of your seed deep into my mouth. Make sure you give me a nice, big load to swallow down, because Miss wants to have a full belly before she’s done with you.

I’m sure my good boy will make sure I’m satisfied.

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Promises

That you’ll hold me in your lap and fill me with your seed. That you’ll keep your cum inside my ass with a butt plug. That you can’t wait to spank me, fuck me, choke me.

Or when you said you couldn’t wait to hold me in your arms, to kiss me, to undress me.

You tell me I’m yours, but you’re always just out of reach.

All these… are for you, but you never notice my desperation isn’t just for your cock, but for *you*.

I’m so tired.

It’s been so long since I last touched you. I want to be held, fucked, choked, spanked, collared, made to cum over and over on your tongue, your fingers, around your cock, to be bred with your cum filling every single hole.

I want your collar around my throat. To be owned, like every good slut should be. To be yours.

I’m so, so tired.

Daddy, can’t you see I need you and no-one else? That I love you and can’t let go? That I just want to be loved and used in return?