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Two For my Master

"Ok, I want you to tell me a story," he says. My hands are around his already hard cock, oils dripping between my fingers as I work them up and down, up and down.

"Yes?"

"Choose a friend, one you know I would like, and tell me about the two of you servicing me."

"A threesome?" I ask smiling.

"Exactly," he says.

"Hmmm…well, I think you would like my friend Jill. She's beautiful and smart and built a lot like me, curvy in the right places, but a little bit shorter."

"Yes," he says "Her! Go on."

"So, you have instructed us to be ready for you on a Saturday morning at 8am. You will be on your way to an out-of-town job and will be at my place at that time. We should be ready. The night before, I have Jill spend the night. We have been friends for ages and love being together! Over wine, lots of wine, I share with her the adventure that is about to happen. I'm not sure how she will react, but she is excited. Very excited! She knows about my complete surrender to you; she knows why, too. She's heard stories of your prowess and your power and your cock. We discuss our plan and spend time preparing – shaving and painting our nails. We have everything ready for your arrival." Read more »

Gratefully Yours

You command me

"Come in quietly

Strip down

Come up the stairs

Wait in the bedroom

Naked

Kneeling"

I do because I'm yours

You discipline me

"Respond more quickly

Finish a task"

Riding crop in hand

Smack!

Marks on my ass bear witness

To your power

And ownership

"Now

Keep me hard"

Oiled hands work the thick muscle and blood filled veins

"Good girl

Now

On all fours"

Pounding me

Full and forceful

Friction marking my elbows

Nothing feels like this

You tease me

Making me come

Over and over

"May I turn?" I ask

"I like to see you when you come"

"Yes!" you say

Your face as you slide in again

The look

Almost more than I can bear

"You know that I own you forever, right?"

Every cell in me drops its focus

Looks up at you and smiles

"Yes!" I say

"Yessir I do"

So gratefully yours

NOT Celibate

So, I haven't written in a while and, holy crackers, it's been a whirlwind four months! Big, BIG, changes in my life.

This man, such a handsome man, sent me a message on Plenty of Fish. He wanted to meet and go for a walk. In my quest for a connection with a smart, cute man, I've come across a few possiblities. But this guy… there was something about him.

We walked and talked and basically really enjoyed getting to know each other. I felt the heat right away. His confidence and build was magnetic.

Now, I should tell you that he's quite a bit younger than I am, but you would not be able to tell just by looking at us. And his air of authority makes me feel that he is older than I am!

During our first meeting, he explained to me that he wasn't looking for the typical dating relationship. In fact, he explained that he'd be dating other people. What he wanted from me was "pure fucking." (!!!)

He said that he found me very physically attractive – everything about me – and had been looking for someone like me to use whenever he wanted. Read more »

Celibate

So, I haven't written in a while and, holy crackers, has it been a whirlwind four months! Not so much whilrling in a traveling-lots-of-places-way but more of a radical-changes-in-my-life way.

It began when I answered an ad on craigslist for a housekeeper. Of course, I need the money, but I also just need to stay busy. When I called the number listed, the man who answered seemed pleasant enough and suggested we meet at Starbucks (a public place – thank you for being concerned about making me feel safe) to go over the details of the job.

I walked into the coffee shop and looked around for a red-haired man (!!) with a beard. I smiled when I saw the only ginger in the place because he was also really cute! Read more »

The Mantle

Bring your heels

and thigh highs

and wait in your car.

When you see me

follow at a distance.

We are going to a new destination.

I will show you where to park.

Come in.

Stop here

in the foyer

at the foot of the stairs.

Take off everything

while I watch.

Everything.

(He smiles.)

You look beautiful

You will wait for me

here.

I have business to do.

I want you standing

in your heels and hose

at the mantle

when I return.

Let me show you.

(Still naked,

I follow him to a massive stone fireplace

with a long wooden mantle.)

Stand with your back to me

with your hands on the mantle

spread

and your legs

spread.

Yes.

Just like that.

(He touches my curved backside

as I hold completely still

his hand disappearing between my thighs.)

Yes.

You are wet.

Very wet, I breathe smiling.

Wait. Here.

(And he's gone.

Time slows. Read more »

The Fisherman [MF][Strangers]

She'd been coming to the lake house since she was a little girl. Late summer was her favorite time to visit. Full green leaves, lightning bugs under the trees in the yard of the lake house, lazy turtles on tree limbs by the shore. She needed this weekend alone. It had been a long time since she been totally alone; living with a roommate and working in an elementary school kept her surrounded and busy.

She stretched out on the the big, pink beach towel on the sandy beach in front of the lake house. She was on her stomach letting her toes feel the sand. The cove here was always quiet, always private. She heard him before she saw him, the putt-putt sound of a trolling motor rounding the bend into the quiet waters of the cove. She turned her head to look over her shoulder.

In a low green fishing boat sat a blond-haired man with his shirt off… one hand on the motor, one hand holding a fishing rod. He still hadn't seen her laying there on the beach towel in last year's bikini she knew was a bit too small She wore it today to get maximum sun; the warm rays soaking every curve she'd exposed. Her long brown hair was piled in a loose bun on top of her head. She could see his muscled arms even from the beach. His hair was a little too long and curly. Read more »