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Cherry Pie Part 4: final – (MF) (dom/sub) (restraints) (rough) (safeword) (aftercare)

Part 4

She awoke only a short time later. He was asleep too, his hand still resting on her ass. She knew it hasn’t been long because the light in the room hadn’t changed and the cum between her legs hadn’t quite dried yet. Time for a shower.

She turned the water on and looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a little disheveled, but she didn’t need to redo it. That’s why she had chosen a French braid. Even when it got a little messed up it still looked good. Her make-up was still mostly in place. She had a feeling she would need to wash it off by the end of the day so she wouldn’t look like she had melted.

She stepped into the shower and began to soap up one of the washcloths that was in there when he stepped into the shower with her. The shower was big enough for two people, but he still pressed up against her. She turned around and kissed him. He then took the washcloth from her and began to wash her clean. She then returned the favor. There wasn’t anything particularly sensual about it, but it was still very nice to have someone clean you off. Read more »

Cherry Pie: Part 1 (M/F) (At Work) (light dom/sub)

I’ve posted this before but I finally finished it so I’m reposting it. I’m gonna post once a week. Enjoy.

Part 1

How had he found out who she was? Nothing on her profile lead back to her real identity; at least she didn’t think it did. They both followed the board talking about sexual fantasies. They had been responding to each other’s posts and comments for a few months now and had even started to chat one on one recently. They were kind of getting to know each other. She had even though it would be neat to meet in person, maybe try out some of the things they had been talking about. She still thought meeting up would be fun, but could they now? They worked together. He was a little higher up in the company, but he worked in in marketing and she was over in customer relations. It was a big enough company maybe they could get together.

But how had he figured out who she was? Read more »

Cherry Pie (MF) (light dom/sub) (at work)

I’ve been working on this for a while and I think I’ve finally got enough to start posting. More to come.

Part 1

How had he found out who she was? Nothing on her profile lead back to her real identity; at least she didn’t think it did. They both followed the board talking about sexual fantasies. They had been responding to each other’s posts and comments for a few months now and had even started to chat one on one recently. They were kind of getting to know each other. She had even though it would be neat to meet in person, maybe try out some of the things they had been talking about. She still thought meeting up would be fun, but could they now? They worked together. He was a little higher up in the company, but he worked in in marketing and she was over in customer relations. It was a big enough company maybe they could get together.

But how had he figured out who she was? Read more »

The Skirt [MF] [rough]

She was standing at the kitchen island, the groceries waiting to be put away. She was checking her phone, probably resetting the digital shopping list she used. It had been a long stressful day for him. Nothing had gone wrong at work, thing were going well in fact. Things were happening, which was what made it a long stressful day.

He looked at her for a moment. Her back wasn’t quite turned all the way to him. He could see her in about ¾ profile. That round ass, that tiny waist, those plump breasts swelling out of the low neckline of her t-shirt. She was wearing a short skirt. Not slutty short, but short enough to show off her legs. He loved that skirt. Just seeing her standing there, bear feet, hair tied up in a pony tail, totally unaware of him made him grin a very lustful grin.

Before he could notice him he came up behind her, pressing hard up against her. She started but didn’t move. She couldn’t. He had one hand wrapped around her throat and his other arm around her chest, his hand firmly grasping of her breasts. The feel of her nipples getting hard under his hand made him rock hard. He could feel her pulse quicken. He sniffed her neck in a primal display of pleasure. Read more »