Author: Dads_Schmoked

An Old Flame Desires Training [MFF] pt 3

We approach the main entrance of the hotel only to walk past. You promised not to question anything I needed to do, but you couldn’t help but to give me an inquisitive look.

“You surprised me tonight. I wasn’t expecting you to have explored your… posterior… motives. I’m going to amend your training slightly. We just need to make a quick detour.”

Your mind races only briefly before you settled your thoughts on our agreement. ‘I trust him, I need this. I need to relax,’ you think to yourself. The thought only lingers a moment before the vibrator’s undulations bring your focus back to an orgasm that is slowly bubbling under the surface. It’s a comforting constant that keeps your mind from wandering. Keeps you focused on your only job tonight… to give him your orgasms.

After a few blocks and a couple of left turns, we arrive at a small boutique sex shop. The open sign is off, but there’s some light inside. I pull open the door and usher you in.

Inside the shop, it is open and spacious with each section devoted to different aspects of kink. Many elaborate leather outfits and furniture are arranged on the main floor while the walls are arrayed with dildos and vibrators of many types and materials. Read more »

An Old Flame Desires Training [MF] pt 2

We make our way out of the hotel lobby towards our waiting ride. Walking slightly behind you, I say “you’re really graceful on those heels, especially with the jewelry you have in.”

You wink and say, “I told you I’m no prude. I still find ways to enjoy myself.”

We sit down in the car and the driver takes off. I get my phone and start playing with the vibrator. I watch your breathing become heavier as I increase the stimulations. I see your hands dart between your legs and your fingers rub against the hard rope thong on your clit. You can feel the rope becoming damp between your legs. I keep making the vibe go from low to medium to high, back to medium, back to high and then low again. I set this to loop and sit back to enjoy the ride.

When the driver finally stops and we get out, you’re sure there’s a wet spot on the seat. Each time the vibrations got to high, you would be close to cumming and it would drop again. You look at me, pleading with your eyes for me to let you cum. I just shake my head, smile and take your hand to lead you inside. Read more »

An Old Flame Desires Training [MF] pt 1

As I walk into the hotel lobby, I see you sitting on a couch, waiting for me. Your tight dress shows a bit of your cleavage and hugs your curves, stopping mid-thigh. Tall stilletto heels finish the outfit, making your legs look long and sexy. My jaw drops a bit as I see you. I had texted you with a few of my expectations and you blew them away.

“Wow, you look amazing,” I say.

“Well, I did a little research. You know I need to be somewhat prepared,” you reply.

I take your arm as we walk toward the elevator.
“No bags?” I ask.

“Just this,” you reply, holding up your purse and grinning.

“Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you can handle a whole night of being subjected to my imagination? You aren’t worried about what might happen if you aren’t in control?”

You think for a moment before responding. “I’m not quite sure what it is that I want, but the thought of being taken without my control does turn me on. Decisions are my career, I need to find a break from them.” Read more »

An Old Flame Desires Training [MF] (prologue)

We had dated briefly but we were at different places in life. You were focused on career while I was already established. My desire to explore sexually didn’t match with your libidio that could be forgotten the instant you had a stressful deadline. I tried my best to relax you and encourage a more sexual relationship, but you were too determined to climb the ladder and had no time for pleasures of the flesh. We split amicably, and both found success in what we were looking for.

Some time later, when a chance happy hour meeting brought us together, we found it easy to to lose ourselves in conversation about how the years had treated us. Both wiser and more settled, life had been good to each of us. At some point, you asked me if i had found anyone special to explore with. I had learned a bit, having had partners and friends that were into the local BDSM and fetish scenes.

“So like 50 Shades or Grey or something,” you said giggling.

“Heh, I’m not sure how realistic that is, but something like that. I’ve found a bit of a liking for dominating a willing sub,” I replied. Read more »