Author: lunargoddesslessi

A special night with your goddess – part 2 [MF] [femdom]

You love it when I challenge you to please me.

With a devilish look in your eyes, you scoop me into your arms and toss me on the bed. You rip my skirt off revealing my bare pussy, and quickly undo and remove my corset. You love seeing your goddess completely naked with the exception of her sharp stilettos.

“Do you want my mouth or my dick first, goddess?” You ask excitedly.

“I want you to fuck me with that pathetic, needy dick,” I respond, spreading my legs.

You slide a finger over my pussy, making sure I’m wet, and I am indeed soaked. You lick your finger, then flip me over so that you’re underneath me with my legs draped around you. I grab your dick, now nestled between my soft thighs and already hard again, and stroke it for a moment before sliding it into me. I groan, grinding my hips into you.

With your mission in mind, your hands grip my sides and bounce me up and down on your dick. When you’ve got a good rhythm going, you rub your thumb on my swollen clit. Immediately you feel my pussy walls contract around you, and after a few seconds I explode into orgasm. My nails dig into your skin leaving marks behind, and I ride the waves of pleasure with my lover inside me. Read more »

A special night with your goddess – part 1 [MF] [femdom]

You receive a letter in the mail from your goddess, sealed with red wax and lightly scented with my perfume. Overcome with primal excitement, you rip it open.

*Reservations have been made at the Bellagio in your name for this Friday night. Be there at 8 PM, freshly showered and ready to please me.*

*xx Goddess Alessia*

Your heart races and your cock hardens as you imagine what this encounter will be like. We’ve never met in such a nice place before. Waiting these next few days will be torture as you count down the minutes until we meet.

You text me, “Good evening, Goddess. I received your invitation and I’m already hard for you. May I stroke myself while I think of our next encounter?”

You can see that I’ve read the message. Your pants are already off as you eagerly await my permission to jerk off. You know I love making you wait, and you love it too. After a few minutes have passed, I respond, “Yes you may, but don’t finish- your cum is all mine.” Read more »

My first time having my feet worshipped [FM] [feet/heels]

My little apartment, 20 minutes outside Las Vegas, started to feel a bit too confining one Thursday night. On these warm desert nights, staying at home just doesn’t sound like much fun.

I still love visiting the strip, soaking up its deliciously hedonistic energy. I watch the bachelor and bachelorette parties, the business men and club hoppers, each of them in pursuit of their own brand of pleasure. There is a strange combination of luxury and chaos that exists only on the strip, and sometimes I crave it.

Feeling mischievous and a little horny, I put on a thin tank top and my black pleated miniskirt. Assessing my outfit in the mirror, I slip off the thong I had on underneath, tossing it aside. I can feel myself getting wet as I wonder who might catch a glimpse underneath my short skirt. For the final touch, I put on my strappy black sandals with the 3 inch heels. I love the way the leather wraps around my ankles, feeling a little like restraints. My feet arch dramatically in these, a thin leather strap holding my toes in place. Read more »