Author: NewYearNewKink

Sharing is Caring [MF] [Light Degradation] [Oral]

“Pet, I want you to meet him at the door tonight naked. He’ll like that.”

“Naked? Naked-naked? Are you sure?” She bit at a hangnail as she contemplated this turn of events.

“Did I stutter? Naked, as in no clothing. I want you to be completely nude when you open the door tonight.” She could feel that familiar anxious feeling start to grow in the pit of her stomach. She trusted her Mr. implicitly, of course, and she did her best to follow his requests, but she had to wrap her mind about this. Greeting her…guest…at the door with nothing on was so forward. What if he didn’t think she was sexy? What if he thought she was an actual whore?

She heard her husband’s voice over the phone line. “Sweetheart, did you hear me? Do you understand?”

She had made up her mind: she would step outside of her comfort zone. She had already started to get turned on by the idea. “Yes, Sir; sorry. I heard you and I understand. I’ll make sure I’m naked tonight when he arrives.” Read more »

Sharing Her [D/s, M/f, spanking, light degradation]

She laughed and patted her husband on the arm, squeezing it slightly. The man across the table from them laughed as well, his eyes twinkling, his hand toying with his low-ball glass. She caught his eye and felt butterflies start to take flight in her stomach. Her husband must have felt her tense; he leaned down and murmured in her ear “Are you ready to get out of here, kitten?” Without taking her eyes off the other man, she nodded her head slowly, a smile on her lips.

Her husband squeezed her thigh reassuringly, and then lifted the hem of her dress slightly and slid his hand up her leg. She froze, trying to keep the expression on her face neutral. He traced the lace at the edge of her panties with his fingertips. She felt her thighs break out in goosebumps and she let out a soft sigh. Louder, so the other man could hear, he said “Pet, why don’t you go up to the room and we’ll meet you there. I want to have a chat with him before we head upstairs. Give us a few minutes.” He removed his hand from her thigh, gently dragging his nails down it as he did so. Read more »

Make it Fit [Gentle Femdom] [msub] [toy] [oral sex]

He crouched between her legs, intently watching as the toy disappeared inside her cunt. They had attempted to squeeze the fat dildo inside of her before but had never succeeded in getting the knot to slip inside. He hit the familiar resistance at the top of the knot.

“Push it inside.”

“Miss, it won’t fit. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Figure it out. Figure out how to make it not hurt. I want it all inside me. Understood?”

He paused and then shuffled closer to her, toy in hand, knot pressed against her straining pussy. He put her leg over his shoulder and leaned down. Still applying pressure to the dildo he started to lap at her clit. He noisily licked her pussy, savoring her taste, sucking her labia into his mouth, running his tongue around the dildo where it was stuffed into her. His mouth never stopped moving, constantly pleasuring her. Read more »

What about Dinner? [Mdom] [fsub] [D/s] [anal] [HOH] [TradWife] [Light Degradation] [oral] [rimming]

She smiled as she stood at the kitchen counter, prepping dinner. She took great pride in having dinner in the oven, lipstick in place, and a glass of whiskey in hand when he walked through the door each evening. Balancing her own career with her family’s needs was a challenge, but she had always loved a challenge. That’s why she loved him; he challenged her more than anyone she had met.

Music blared from her phone. She couldn’t help but sing along and sway her hips in time as she finished the last of the prep. She glanced at her watch. She had half an hour before he got home; enough time to finish the homemade pizza crust and put it in the oven. She turned out the sticky dough onto the floured counter and started to knead. She found the rhythm of pushing and rolling the dough around meditative and didn’t mind that it stuck to her hands and covered her apron in flour. She imagined how happy he would be with her dinner; she was sure to get a “good girl” and pat on the head. Read more »

Pegged — [Fdom] [msub] [D/s] [Pegging/Strap on]

…continued from “Pleasing Miss”

He laid in the crook of her shoulder, relaxing while she played with his hair. He loved being held like this after he had pleased her. It made him feel secure and wanted. He smiled as he took in her body; he never got tired of looking at her.

She scratched his scalp. “Pet, you did very well. I came hard, thanks in part to you.” He beamed. “I promised you a reward, didn’t I? Remind me, what did I promise you?”

“You promised me that I could cum on you, Ma’am.” He could feel his cock start to stiffen at the mere prospect of being able to so, much less on her naked body.

She chuckled. “Did I promise you anything else? Or just that you could cum on me? Do you even think you deserve to get me all messy?” He loved when she peppered him with questions like this even though he sometimes felt like he was walking a tightrope with his answers. She had a way of interpreting responses in ways that suited her. She was so giving and yet so selfish sometimes. Read more »

Pleasing Miss — [D/s] [Femdom] [msub] [F/m] [Light Humiliation] [Toys] [Masturbation]

He pulled his head away, mustache and beard dripping with her taste, nose filled with her scent, and smiled to himself. He peered up at her, propped up on pillows like the goddess that she was.

“Miss? Was that okay?” He wanted her to say “no” as much as he wanted her to say “yes.” A “no” would mean that he’d be between her legs for another 15 minutes – heaven. A “yes” would mean that it would be his turn. Both possibilities made his cock quiver. He breathed heavily as he anxiously awaited her decision. Read more »

The Spanking [spanking] [BDSM] [D/s] [Dom/sub]

She tensed as the first smack fell on her ass. She squirmed, instinctively trying to get away from his hand, but of course she couldn’t: she was laying over his knees, dress flipped up, one of his strong hands holding her firmly in her places. Still, she continued to squirm and squeal with each subsequent instance of his hand finding its landing spot. He continued to spank her with a practiced ease and the confidence of a man who knew exactly what he was doing. A man who was in control, both of his emotions and of his woman.

“This will go more quickly if you stop that squirming, pet.” Another thwack made her ass sting.

“Mhmm” was all that she could force out as she felt that familiar warming sensation on her tush. Another smack and another involuntary arch of her back, pushing his target closer to his hand. Read more »