feistygal9, Author at NSFW story

Following Instructions [FM] [gentle femdom]

I walk in to meet you at the hotel bar. As you stand to meet me, I can see that you’re dressed as I requested: crisp white shirt, belted jeans, boots. Every inch of you is confident and put together. I give you a smirking grin, and ask if any of the women here have been hitting on you. You give me a shy smile and tell me that you’ve been waiting for me and wouldn’t have noticed. I lean over to brush my lips against your cheek and whisper “good boy” into your ear. You start to pull out a barstool for me. I put my hand on your arms, my fingernails gently caressing your skin, and I ask if you’d rather just come up to my room? Your smile meets mine as I take your arm and lead you upstairs.

We enter my suite and I tell you that I’m going to step into the bedroom for a minute. “You know what to do, yes?” You clear your throat, suddenly dry with excitement, and finally say “Yes.” “Good boy, I’ll be right back.” Read more »

Coming Home to You [FM] [reclaiming]

I’ve found a new friend. I’ve told you about him: younger professional, married and feeling naughty. Chats have been good, full of discussion and sarcasm. We’ve traded pictures and he’s a little smitten, frankly. I think he’s cute. I’ve asked you to chat with him too, so he understands what’s happening. He’s asked if I’d be available to meet for a drink, and I tell you I’m going to go.

The night of, you help me get dressed. I select something casual, like jeans and a blouse. You give me that look, shaking your head, NO. You lay out a wrap dress, help me select which lingerie I should wear underneath. My brown boots, for a hint of take-no-prisoners attitude.

I put my hair up, letting my long earrings dangle against my neck. You’re watching me, and I see your cock stiffening in your pants. I give you a smile and lean over to give you a kiss. You bend down to kiss your way down my neck, breathing through my dress onto my skin, pulling the dress aside to nibble on my breasts through my bra. Read more »

The freedom of restraint [FM] [gentle femdom]

We’re naked in your bed. Just lying side by side; I’m curled up to you, my leg resting on your thigh. You can feel my breath on your neck. My hands tracing your chest, before I reach up to guide your mouth to mine. Kissing you is always such a treat, doing so while we’re undressed is an immense temptation to have more of you, now. Tonight I want to take my time, and I want to give you something we talked about earlier.

I let you pull me on top of you. The kissing never stops; it just gets more intense. Your hands running down my sides, down to my ass, before you slide one finger across my already wet pussy. You rub against me gently, and my moans make your cock grow harder against my stomach. Read more »

Something you’ve wanted [FM] [pegging] [gentle femdom]

It’s been a long day on the road for you. The only thing that’s kept you moving forward, sometimes impatiently, is the knowledge that I’ll be waiting for you at your hotel.

Finally you pull into the parking lot, and lug your bag into the building. I’ve already checked in and let you know to come right up to the room. You open the door and I’m waiting for you, freshly showered, in a fluffy fancy hotel robe. I greet you with a gentle kiss and send you off to the shower to clean off the dust of your day. After what feels like an eternity, you emerge from the bathroom, a towel slung over your hips.

Before you can speak, I kiss you. Softly at first, and then with growing hunger. My hands stroking your back as I pull you tightly to me. I know you’re tired, but can feel you start to harden against my leg. Your hands rub up and down my body, loving the contact up against you. You can feel my breasts crushed against your chest as your hands slide inside my robe to cup my naked ass. You can hear my gasp, and I moan into your mouth. I push back to lick and kiss your chest, teasing each nipple with my fingers and mouth. You moan gently as I push you back onto the bed and unwrap your towel. Your cock is hard with excitement and I gently stroke you, a smile on my lips. Read more »

Sharing the Pleasure [FM] [Reclaiming, Sharing] – Part 1

A chat friend shared a scenario with me and I found it appealing and exciting. He suggested that we write a story together, from our own perspectives. I’ve woven the first part of our chat together here.

**Part 1.**

We’ve been vacationing together, somewhere new to both of us. We’ve spent the last few days getting to know each other more, both emotionally and physically. We’ve got private jokes, know waking and sleep routines, and have learned when “that touch” means we have to go back to the room and be together. Now.

One night you ask if I’d like to explore being shared, being pleasured by another man. No pressure, and you’ll be there to keep me safe. I confess that I’ve been thinking about it and tell you I’d like to try it. Even saying that feels sexy to me.

That night, I dress carefully and thoughtfully. Even the act of sliding on my thong, or slipping my feet into my boots feels like foreplay. I ask for your approval of my choices: black wrap dress, high boots, lacy black bra and thong. My hair is up, exposing my neck. Long earrings tickle my neck as I move my head. You adjust the wrap on the dress, exposing just a bit more of my cleavage, making me blush, though I don’t pull it back in place. Read more »

[F]uck Pad fun ti[M]es continue

It’s been a while since work buddy and I caught up. Occasional bantering through text: a picture here or there mostly. Since we see each other at work, it’s always a fantastic tease to message while we’re looking at each other. I’ll him how I want to fuck him. He’ll thank me for the low-cut top I’m wearing and the sneak peeks he gets now and then, and then tell me that he wants to fuck me. He tells me he wants to play with my pussy until I cum again and again.

Finally, schedules align. I meet him at the fuck pad early one day.

I meet him at the door, and again, we go through the small talk that two people have when they know what’s going to happen next. We go to the bedroom, we kiss and he cups my breast through my tight sweater. I moan with pleasure; I’ve waited for his touch for weeks now. We peel my sweater off my body, and he admires my breasts in the lacy bra I’m wearing. We look at each other while stripping off our pants, taking pauses to touch each other. Me, stroking him through his boxers, and he, touching my breasts and then my pussy through my thong. Read more »

What happens while we’re chatting [FM]

Words are powerful and I’ve been shocked at how turned on I can get from a chat or story. I don’t always need to set a scene, but it can be fun. I’m feeling frisky so I thought I’d share (chat buddy consented to the sharing of this experience, but since he wasn’t in my bedroom, some of this will be new to him).

I reach out with a “hey” and you respond with an equally chatty “hi.” “Wondering if you’d like to chat?” You tell me yes, and we have a really nice, flirtatious, getting to know you in a totally anonymous way on Reddit conversation.

I’m lying on my bed while we’re chatting, lightly running my fingers up and down my body. Wearing tight thin leggings, white v-neck shirt, thong, no bra. Since you’re out in a bar, I ask you to buy me a drink. Describe myself to you: 5’6”, dark hair, curvy with full Cs, just so you can have a picture of who’s walking up to you. You ask a little about me, and I you. A little more chatting, a little more of my hands on my body. Read more »

Taking matters into my own hands. [F]

I should be focused on work. Came in for a half-day today to get some shit done, but my mind keeps drifting. Thinking about the guy and the fuck pad and touching him and cumming and, well you can see my dilemma.

I lock my door, hoping no emergencies arise in the next few minutes. I rub my pussy, feeling a jolt as my clit makes contact with a well-placed seam in the crotch of my jeans. Slide my fingers inside my pants, feeling my wetness through my thong. Push it aside and plunge my fingers into my pussy, marveling at how my imagination can get me this wet. I keep a small vibrator in my bag for moments like this. I just need to cum.

In my chair, hearing folks walk by outside my door. I finger myself and press the vibrator right on my clit. Hold it there until I cum, pussy pulsing around my fingers, a soft moan escaping my lips.

First time in the fuck pad. [FM]

I have a hideout this time. Hotel room. I’ve spent the night there, and spent a good part of it cumning solo with a few toys I have at hand. In the morning, I send the guy several pics. I’ve used body oil, so my skin is shimmering, accenting my cleavage and stomach. I finger myself and make sure to send him a close-up of my fingers in my well-oiled pussy.

I’m turned on, and he is too and fortunately our schedules align today. I tell him how to find me and wait. We make a lot of foolish small talk as he takes off his coat and shoes. The tension is building, so I lead him into the bedroom.

We kiss. First softly, followed by that toe-curling deep tonguing that makes me weak. I take off my shirt. My breasts barely held in by a lacy bra (previewed in one of the pics). He removes my bra and bends down to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. I gasp with pleasure and slide my hand down into my panties to touch myself, my juices running over my fingers. Read more »

Quick hot fuck [FM]

Happened again. We’ve been texting/sexting, but an additional turn-on: the project we’re on together has us in the same meeting space. As is my habit, especially when I know I’m going to see him, I’m wearing something tight and low cut. At one point, I catch him staring at me, and I know he’s seeing me naked in his head. My pussy is already wet, my nipples hard, and I’m getting that super turned-on sensation where my skin feels crazy sensitive.

Meeting over, we keep messaging and he invites me over to his office. He’s in a temporary space today, and it feels even more clandestine and risky as I head on over.

He’s behind his desk as I walk in. I lock the door behind me. The click of the deadbolt is a confirmation that I’m here to cum with him. I put down my things as he walks over to me. We kiss and the feeling of his tongue in my mouth makes me moan. Read more »