Author: ModernMasturbatrix

Every week for the past month she has noticed him in the same lounge at Brussels airport. Like her he appears to commute as part of a hard-won anonymous corporate career. The hours wiled away at airports afford her plenty of people watching opportunities but he catches her eye more than most. He had a way of dressing that sets him apart; it’s more colourful, more interesting, more intriguing. He also finds the quiet corners of the business class lounge to work in, or whatever he is doing on his laptop.

She has studied him surreptitiously for a while and they had exchanged more than a few glances. One evening a small number of flights are delayed hour after hour and the lounge slowly empties as others depart. Keeping an eye on the board she decides to seize the moment. Heading over to the complimentary wine and champagne she grabs two glasses and a bottle and with a deep breath approaches him.

“Thirsty?” she enquires holding up the bottle

He lifts his dark eyes from his screen and removes an AirPod.

“Sorry?” He replies with curiosity, clearly not having heard a thing. Read more »

The mountains are beautiful but unpredictable and today is no different. After a bluebird ski day Jono and I are snuggled up in the corner of our favourite mountain hut, skis propped up outside with plans for just one more drink before we meander down and spend the evening together.

Mother Nature has other ideas though and a blizzard sweeps through the valley and before we know it the snow is pelting the windows and there is no way we’re leaving here any time soon.

A pretty member of the waitstaff called Christina has been serving us attentively all week and in slightly broken English (but infinitely better than our German) she advises us that the blizzard isn’t forecast to pass for several hours and that we can either ask for a skidoo evacuation or stay in one of the rooms they have upstairs. These are usually used in summer by hikers and not popular in winter so there is plenty of room. We eagerly accept that option, not fancying the frigid alternative. Read more »

Show me how much you need my touch

Show me how much you shiver at the prospect

How your breath catches at the thought of my fingers tracing a slow purposeful path down the back your neck

Tell me how it makes you feel when I make you wait

Tell me what that pause does to your throbbing cock

How it twitches and leaks and yearns to be enveloped

Ask me nicely and all of it is yours

Illuminated

Your breath catches as my teeth nip your inner thigh.

And yet you keep your legs open; well trained.

Letting me drag my tongue over your velvety balls.

My nipples stiffen as they graze the bed. I lick and lap and press the soft flesh of my lips against your hard engorged shaft.

Pushing your legs back, so open, so vulnerable, the cool December air on your moistened skin.

I take a moment, gently blow on your pink asshole and watch you gasp at the change in sensation.

And then I can’t wait any longer and take one long lick from your asshole, over your heavy balls and right up to the tip of your cock.

I hold your stare, my mouth encircling your cock head, pupils dilated.

I return my mouth to your ass, I have a plan, a strategy. I lift your right hand, encouraging you to stroke your thick cock.

‘I want you to cum all over me as I lick your hole’ I whisper Read more »

Pervergence: the art of uniting two beautifully filthy minds. It is more than the sum of its parts.

This is the first of 12 parts written entirely as a gift for one incredible person with an especially beautiful filthy mind but recorded here for anyone who stumbles across it to enjoy. There is no pattern, merely my thoughts to punctuate this festive season. I wish you all a peaceful and restful time.

As the dawn breaks on Christmas day I slip my hand down under the warm duvet, over your broad torso and enclose your balls in my hand.

Smiling to myself I quietly unlock your cage, sliding the warm metal from your shaft and immediately enveloping you in a different kind of restriction. One made of soft lips and hot breath. I relish feeling your cock harden in my mouth as you squirm and gasp my name into the quiet of our bedroom and your fists ball the sheets

I pause briefly, looking up and connecting with your dark eyes Read more »

Whisper your darkest fantasies in my ear

Watch my mind curl around them

Drawing them in and weaving them amongst my own

Some we will make real

Some we will make as good as real

All will be noted, you will be validated

This is our safe space

Sliding your hand over and gently pinching my left nipple

Pressing your lips on mine

Wrapping your mouth around my toes

Sliding your fingers over my scalp

Pushing your precum soaked cock in between my lips and onto my tongue

Whispering in my ear how you intend use my holes and why

Slipping restraints onto my wrists and ankles

Holding my wand on my clit

Pulling me into your chest and embracing me tightly

Easing your fingers inside the hole of your choice

Come to me my darling, it’s time. I will take it from here.

Stand quietly whilst I unbutton your shirt, move behind you and slide the cotton fabric down your shoulders. Pausing to pepper your skin with kisses and firmly nip your earlobe between my teeth.

‘Your body is mine now’ I whisper in your ear as my fingers find your nipple and pinch it suddenly and hard. My breasts press into your back and mould to your flesh. I feel your warmth, I breathe you in.

Hearing and feeling you gasp makes me smirk as my other hand slides down your chest and unbuckles your belt and trousers. Slowly, achingly slowly. Each piece of clothing removed until you are naked in front of me. Your cock hard and straining.

It’s time to bring you back to yourself. Back to this moment. I tip your head back onto my shoulder. Your neck exposed and your scent enveloping me. I smile as I slip the cool silk blindfold over your eyes and tie it firmly and then circle you again, placing firm Velcro restraints on your wrists and ankles. Read more »