Role Reversal

She sits in the chair in the corner of the hotel room and watches him walk in confidently, shoulders back, strutting, sure that he knows what’s in store for him: an afternoon of dominance and making love, but she has other plans.

Ever the submissive, she wants to try something new. He taught her to be open-minded for him, to try new toys, roles, and positions, and now she want to see if he is willing to do the same for her.

Legs crossed, the first hint of her intentions is when he puts his bag down and turns to her and she says, “That’s far enough. Don’t come any closer.” as she taps the end of the riding crop -HIS riding crop that he’s used on her skin countless times – against the heel of her stilettos. Intrigued, he stops mid-stride and takes a closer look from across the room. She’s wearing his favorite piece of lingerie – a forest green mesh and lace bra & thong set that he got her for his birthday. He bought it for the way he knew she’d look wearing his favorite color – like a present that he couldn’t wait to unwrap. It perfectly highlights her creamy skin and her hazel eyes, and her fabulous cleavage and scrumptious behind.

Pleasuring myself [F]

My finger slides into my panties, my legs spread, middle finger reaching forward to slide delicately between my lips, barely touching my hard clit. Gently teasing it, almost tickling it, coaxing it to grow and throb. I press a little harder, feeling the sensations of the increased stimulation: growing wetness, deeper throbbing, arching back. Cupping my breast with my other hand, squeezing my nipple lightly.

I slide my middle finger lower between my lips, getting it wet, then back up to my clit where I circle it around my erect clit, pressing slightly harder, flicking it with my fingernail. My hips begin to move involuntarily with the rhythm of my hand, rising, circling, pressing up against my finger to increase the stimulation. Softly moaning, my eyes close and my head moves from side to side as my back arches. My hand moves furiously back and forth as I rub my clit even harder. I can feel my pussy start to contract with my first hint of an orgasm. Hips thrusting, I cry out as my body reaches climax and releases all the built up tension in one big gush of clinching wetness.

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An Encounter with Her Lover

She went to see her lover. Not her husband; her lover. The man who can make her body feel the way no one else can. The man who can raise her body to heights of ecstasy and make her feel like she’s floating on a cloud. They are completely comfortable with each other’s bodies and nudity and she immediately disrobes once she walks in the door. Then she crawls into bed with him to snuggle and chat for a while; a kind of verbal foreplay, if you will. Her leg over his leg, his arm around her shoulders, her hand on his chest, they kiss every now and then as their breathing synchronizes and they chat about their day.
As they talk, her hand runs through his chest hair, then down his stomach to his waiting cock. She starts to stroke it, softly, gently, running her fingers lightly over his skin. His cock throbs in response as he reaches across his body to caress her breast with the same gentleness that she has for him. She looks up at him and he responds by kissing her passionately as they continue to caress each other’s bodies. Between kisses, she says, “Anything,” meaning that she’ll do anything he asks; she only wants to please and pleasure him. He says, “Suck my cock,” and she immediately gets on her knees between his legs and begins to do as instructed. She knows just how he likes to have his cock sucked: plenty of tongue action, deep throat, light moans, and demonstrating how much she enjoys the simple act of pleasing him.
He takes her head in his hands and holds it still as he thrusts into her willing mouth; sometimes harder, sometimes slower, always right where it feels the best to him. She takes his balls in her hand and gently massages them, awarding him another layer of pleasure. She then lays on her stomach on the bed between his legs and takes his balls in her mouth, rolling them around with her tongue, licking from the base of his balls to the base of his cock and back down again. His moans of pleasure tell her all she needs to know about how good of a job of pleasing him she’s doing. She then gets back on her knees and takes him into her willing mouth once again, repeating the same actions as before, but this time just a little more tongue action, a little deeper into her throat, and moaning a little more. He reaches down and pinches her nipples to add to their mutual pleasure, and she begins to feel the warmth and wetness grow between her thighs.
He instructs her to then lay down on the bed on her back as he gathers his pleasure toys to use between her legs. He dives in quickly and begins by sucking on her clitoris lightly, but with increasing pressure, using his tongue to roll her clit around similar to the way she rolled his balls around with her tongue. Her hips begin to respond by rolling around, rising and falling with the waves of pleasure, sometimes thrusting, as she pinches her own nipples, moans, and says “oh fuck” repeatedly. Then he grabs the first toy, a cock-shaped rabbit vibrator, and rubs it across her wet lips to moisten it before sliding it into her and turning it on. Immediately, she moans as her pussy tightens in response to the vibration and she reaches her first orgasm. This is what he’s been waiting for; he loves the way she responds to him and how wet she is, and he begins to suck on her clitoris again as he continues to slide the vibrator in and out of her increasingly tight pussy. He turns it so that the clit stimulator instead rubs on her ass, giving her one more area of stimulation and eliciting yet another orgasm.
The wet spot on the bed below her pelvis is growing, but it isn’t as wet as he’d like it to be, so he sets aside the vibrator and grabs another toy – the largest glass dildo he owns – and wets it with her juices before slowly sliding it into her. He can feel as each section of the dildo pops past the opening of her pussy; she moans with each new sensation and lifts her hips to him in willing anticipation of the pleasure he’s about to give her. He begins to slowly slide it in and out of her, her pussy lubricating it more with every thrust, and she begins to writhe in pleasure and call out his name as the wet spot on the bed grows larger with every orgasm. His anticipation of his impending orgasm grows as the her wetness grows, and he thinks he’s got her where he wants her, so he instructs her to get on her hands and knees and suck his cock again while he sits on the bed.
Her ass is in the air as her head is between his thighs and, enjoying the view, he begins to tease her skin with a flogger. He runs it gently across her back, the tickling sensation heightening her anticipation of the spanking that she knows comes next, then he swings it forcefully down onto her ass, causing her skin to tingle, her back to arch, and her pussy to tighten yet again, all while she continues to suck his throbbing cock.
He loves the way her body reacts to each action with the flogger: the goose bumps that she gets when he tickles her with it, the moans that she gives when he spanks her with it. He knows from experience that each time she is spanked with it her pussy tightens and gets a little wetter. He tickles her skin yet again, then swings the flogger aiming at the middle of her ass, knowing that some of the strips will find her wetness and sting her open lips. Her reaction is just as strong as he anticipated: moans, squirting, and yet another orgasm. He’s got her where he wants her: wet, willing, and horny as fuck. So he instructs her again, “Ride me.”
As much as she enjoys sucking his cock, she enjoys the sensation of riding him even more, and she willingly straddles him, her feet on the bed, knees in the air, as she slides down his cock, then settles into the familiar cowgirl pose, hips swaying to the rhythm of the music on the radio. He fills her up inside, and her pussy envelops him, pulling against the skin of his cock as she moves front to back approximating the rhythm of riding a horse. His hips rise and fall as he pushes into and pulls out of her, enjoying the sensation of her tight, wet pussy on his skin, and feeling that enjoyment rise with every orgasm she has. He knows how to elicit them by now: pinch her nipples, spank her ass, thrust deep into her; all are guaranteed ways to get her going even more and be covered in more of her juices.
But he knows the best way to turn her on, guaranteed to give her orgasms one right after the other: put a vibrator on her clit while she rides him, and so he does. It takes about 30 seconds for the sensations to build, then she gushes all over him as her body shudders with the beginning of a cascade of orgasms that cause her pussy to throb deeply, her moans of pleasure to become almost inaudible squeaks, and her hands to shake. As she holds onto his chest for stability while she continues to ride him, he continues to thrust deeply into her, and they together reach heights of pleasure that neither have known before their first encounter with each other. He pinches her nipples, spanks her ass, and slaps her tits to heighten her pleasure even more, and she increases her speed between bouts of orgasmic ecstasy to heighten his too.
Too soon, to his mind, he can’t hold back any more, so he gives her one last instruction: swallow me. He signals when it’s time and she dismounts and takes his cock, wet with her own juices, into her mouth so he can fill it up with his own juices. Her tongue finishes the act of stroking him and he explodes into her mouth, grunting and groaning as he does so. She hold him there as his cock completes it’s final thrusts, then knowing how sensitive he is, she slowly slides her mouth off of him, sucking gently to get any last drops out of him, then looks him in the eye as she swallows his sweet-tasting cum.

[MF] A BJ story

Wearing her work clothes, form-fitting shirt and long skirt, she enters the room and finds him laying on the couch. He’s watching tv, arms crossed and feet on the floor, in that haphazard way he always hangs out. Dressed comfortably as always in jeans, a polo shirt, and tennis shoes, he looks up at her with his pretty brown eyes. He says hi, but she doesn’t say a word. Kicking her shoes off, she walks over to him, smiling, stands between his knees, then leans down and gives him a kiss on the cheek. Her v-neck shirt billows out as she leans over and he gets a glimpse of her full breasts. He can see her blush from nervousness; she knows she’s taking a chance of losing a good friendship if he’s not receptive to her advances. He smiles; she smiles back. Maybe this wasn’t such a huge chance to take after all.

So she gets on her knees on the floor in front of the couch and takes his tennis shoes off of him, placing them under the coffee table. She then unbuckles his belt, unbuttons and unzips his jeans, and slides them down, along with his boxers. He is visibly growing, excited to see this new side of her that he’s only heard hints of in conversation.