fast_times_at_my_age, Author at NSFW story

[M]y Ass [F]or her reward [MF][F]

“Left hand please.” Emma demanded of me.

I stretched out my hand and dropped my shoulder a little bit. My weight was on my forearms and my shins. Emma wrapped the leather cuff around my wrist and then looped a lock through the d-ring which she then connected to the ropes that we had under the bed.

I was now fully secured to the bed. My ass was in the air and I had enough wiggle room that I could move side to side and forward by perhaps twelve or fifteen inches. This was enough to keep me in place without restraining all of my movement. I could get on my hands and knees, and I could stretch out with my chest and face touching the mattress even as my knees spread out into a reverse butterfly position.

I was rock hard as my lover moved, on her knees, from the edge of the bed to in front of my face.
Emma’s freckled face with brilliant green eyes and long red hair that cascaded well below her breasts was highlighted by the kelly green bralette that barely held her tits in and a matching pair of lacy boy shorts. She smiled as she leaned in. Her fingers framed my chin and brought my eyes up from staring at her breasts and cleavage and focused on her eyes. Read more »

She’s tied to the bed right now [f] [live story]

12:01 Conference call has started. I’m in the spare bedroom right now where Emma had taken it over as her office. She is gagged and tied to the bed at the moment. Her ass is up and face is down. I can reach her wet pussy with a spin and a stretch from my office chair.

12:05 I am glad that we’re on mute. I stopped the WebEx video a moment ago to reset the Hitachi tied to her left leg and pressed hard against her clit. Emma is moaning softly now that she is getting the pressure that she wants on her clit.

12:09 My part of the meeting is starting now. 8 minute update on a change in our strategy documentation due to the change in federal leadership and priorities…. Before I turn my screen and sound back on, I warn Emma that I need silence. She nods and bites down onto penis gag in her mouth.

12:14 — And there she goes… I see her quiver out of the corner of my eye Read more »

Bourbon, blowjob and buggery [MF]

I was stressed out. I had just sent the copy-edited version of the manuscript to my funder. We had hauled ass to get a document that would need six months to cook right out in under three months. I was tired. My co-authors were tired. We had delivered on amazingly unreasonable expectations with something that I think will be quite useful and novel.

Emma’s hands rested on my shoulders. Her thumbs began to dig into my muscles. I sighed as knots were found and she began to release the tension that had formed along my shoulder blades. I closed my eyes and lowered my head.

Her hands were near magic. Thumbs dug into knots, palms ran along the length of muscles. Tensions and toxins were released over the next fifteen minutes as I rested my elbows on my computer desk.

“Hey, honey, go to our room, and strip… I’ll take care of you.”

“MMMMM, don’t want to move….”

“Yes you do…”

I walked to our room, stripped and laid down on the bed. I titled my head as Emma came into our room, her long red hair halfway down her back and a smile on her face as she had two fingers of bourbon poured over a single ice cube. Read more »

[F]etch [m]e a beer

She lost a bet. She thought Biden would get over 380 electoral votes. Now she had to get beer for our apartment. This does not sound like a harsh payment, but I would have my due as an evil bastard.

She walked out of the door with narrow, precise steps. A gray pencil skirt ended just above her knees. I watched her ass sway as she kept her balance atop of four inch heels. She stopped, and turned slightly to reach back and close the door. I missed her smile as she was wearing a highland tartan face mask that covered the bottom two thirds of her face. It tented slightly in front of her mouth. She waved and headed out.

The store is only a few blocks away. She should not be out for long. I opened up phone and made sure the app controlling the vibrator stuck in her cunt was live. I checked a pattern on the phone… soon she would be receiving short, sharp pulses, long pauses, and then intermediate vibrations on her clit on a forty five second cycle.

I texted her.

A moment later, she sent back a single word: “GREEN” Read more »

Hoping [F]or a [M]irror

I was not expecting this moment that night.

I had stripped down to just a pair of boxer briefs and headed to bed forty five minutes before my lover. As Hope entered the bedroom, I was reading some light fiction to clear my head after a long day at work. She headed to the bathroom to do her evening ablutions. A few minutes later, she emerged wearing one of my old t-shirts. I knew with almost complete confidence that she had a fresh pair of Hanes cotton bikini bottoms on as she climbed into bed.

“How you feeling?” I asked as I knew that there were several sources of external stress hitting her.

“Not bad, brain has not stopped moving..”

She unloaded for a few minutes about family, about work, about a letter of intent due next week as she leaned against my shoulder. She talked. I listened. My fingers began to massage her temples and then her jaw. My thumbs pressed down on her forehead and brought pressure smoothly from the bridge of her nose to her temples. Read more »

[M]y A[F]ternoon surprise

I stepped into Hope’s office and gave the back of her neck a quick, sweaty kiss.

“I’m taking a shower and a nap, as I have nothing until 4 this afternoon!”

“Lucky you, I’ve got to get this brief done in the next two hours”

I squeezed her right before I left the room. I was exhausted, an hour ago, I had turned in the final deliverable of a mad sprint project where our client had us do in three weeks what would normally take two months but at least they gave us three months worth of pay. My nieces and nephews are going to have a good Christmas (plus their 529s are going to grow rapidly but that is for my brother and sisters to care about, that is boring grown-up stuff from the point of view of an eight year old.) A heavy lifting session had cleared my head. I was exhausted.

Thirty minutes later, I was clean, dry, shaved and asleep in only a pair of boxer-briefs. Read more »

[M]ountain trail [F]un

The tall shale pile was our last obstacle.

Hope was three full strides in front of me as her eyes focused on her footing and her ankles gingerly adjusted to the uneven ground. We were almost at the end of the first part of the hike. We had started up the mountain just a cup of coffee after dawn and the switchbacks for the last two miles had left our thighs burning and our lungs huffing. At least it was a gorgeous day; sunrise was in the high fifties and dry and as we were getting to the top of the trail after passing maybe a dozen other hikers over the past four hours, the air was still crisp and dry even as the temperatures had slowly moved into the high sixties and was flirting with the seventies. I was about to start my scramble up the loose rocks so I tightened my pack straps and took one last look at Hope’s ass before I started to focus on my own steps. Read more »

Surviving a boring Con[F]erence call

“Are you ready?”

She looked up at me with a broad grin on her face as she nodded. Her thunderstorm gray eyes twinkled with anticipation.

“I’m ready.”

“Good”

I smiled in anticipation as my cock started to get hard just thinking about the spectacle I was about to stage manage and see.

We had started to plan this scene a few days ago. Hope had swore up a storm that I could hear from my home office. She was in the spare bedroom that we had converted into her office during the stay at home pandemic. Usually we could go hours without hearing much being our Spotify playlists adding ambiance or the vague hum of conference calls running long. Somehow our relationship which was barely a relationship before the first shelter in place order has been working. She had gotten out of a long relationship last fall and had been living with her sister’s family. I knew her sister in a professional context and we had met for dinner and drinks in January and clicked. Within three hours of meeting, she was riding my face. Beyond good to great sex, she was smart, sassy, and easy to be relaxed around. When the epidemiologists that I knew were freaking out about COVID, I asked if she wanted to shelter in place with me at the end of February instead of being stuck with her sister, her brother in law and three elementary school age nieces. Read more »

Wrapping her up tight [MF] [BDSM]

Emma is fascinating. She is a researcher at heart and in training. She does a literature review for almost any decision ranging from her dissertation proposal to instapot recipes. She also has a fairly comprehensive bibliography of sex acts that she would love to try out. In November, she showed me a blog post from a writer who posts four or five scenes a year. They are hot as hell although frequently her stories have at least one thing hitting a hard limit. However this one post looked plausible. I filed the fantasy away for future use.

And now today was the day that she would be used.

We had spent the morning loafing around my apartment. We had walked to the open air market a few blocks from my condo to pick up fresh food for dinner. While we were there, we ran into Katie and her husband. I had not played with Katie in a while. She looked great and as we sipped coffee and dipped biscotti, she told us that she was expecting her second child next summer. And this time, I would not be needed as a surrogate fucker, but if we wanted to play, we should give her a call in the second trimester when she was ready to fuck a door knob. We smiled at our shenanigans during her last pregnancy. I think either me and Emma or me and Natalia or all five of us will play together sometime after Katie is done with morning sickness. Read more »