Author: Prestigious_End3898

There is no rush today, no time limit, no curfews. Just you, me, and our bodies. This isn’t about a quick fuck today, it’s a slow teasing build.

The anticipation starts well before we are in the same room as each other. Teasing texts back and forth, promises of orgasms, my brattiness peaking through to get a rise out of you. Picture on picture from me throughout the day continuing until I start to get ready. Oh the excitement I get running my hands through my lingerie options. What to wear what to wear. I love trying to pick what will get the best reaction out of you – what will provide the most pleasure. But what I really really want to do one day is to put on things you’ve picked out. The idea of shopping and trying on various slutty outfits is such a turn on. Lingerie makes me feel so fucking sexy, it is the first trigger down the road to submission.

Taking time to prepare myself for you is arousing in itself. Shaving my legs. Conditioning my hair. Exfoliating and moisturizing. I shouldn’t sneak a touch, because I know better, but I will. Not only do I, but I find myself with another photo opportunity. I’m wet and ready by the time you see me. Read more »

Praise
Compliments
Seduction

Insecurities trap the girl under the surface

Am I beautiful
Is my skin soft
Do I come alive for you

I want to submit
I need to submit

Reset
Vulnerability
Yours
Mine

Desire me
Adore me

Pull my hair and tilt my head to yours
Kiss me
Wrap your hand around my neck
Soothe me
Caress
Make it hurt
Make it better

Make me beg
Make me whimper
Make me cum
Make my eyes water

Praise me

Please

“The door is unlocked, I’m going go sleep, come over or not” my last text said.

I fell asleep, waking briefly to a noise, I opened my eyes almost forgetting the invitation I extended. I close my eyes with a smile, sigh and snuggle into my blankets. A warm body presses up to my back, arms wrapping around me. No words spoken, just moans from me.

His mouth and tongue find my neck immediately. He claims he doesn’t suck that hard but I know exactly when a mark is left. The scruff of his beard, the feel of his lips on one of my favorite spots, my melt begins. Slowly I begin to wake up, surprised at this tree who’s rolled me onto my back and climbed on top. Even more shocked when he trails kisses to my clit.

Even he was surprised to see how much I can gush with just a tongue on my clit. Sucking, licking, leaving me panting. Bringing me softly to orgasms. A change in pace from times before. His fingers finally entry me after what feels like ages and my hips buck for more. Another orgasm and another until I’m whining about how my sopping wet cunt needs his cock. Read more »

A slut is buried deep inside me. Some of her has come out in some fabulous glory. Fucking, sucking and cumming in a room full of strangers. Begging a man to let me cum by the hands of another. Pictures and teases. Words turned into fantasies. Fantasies into realities. Yet, lurking beneath the surface is someone gently nudging to explore. To stop faking the confidence and to let go.

Seduce me.

Seduce me with your words.
Seduce me with your brain.
Seduce me with your touch.

I aim to please. I need to please. Being your good girl.

Tell me how tempting I look.
Look me over.
Appreciate my curves.
Make me believe what you see turns you on.

Start gentle.
Start slow.

Work me up.
Wake me up with your touch.
Tease and kiss.
A nibble and a slap.
A pull of hair, a move of my chin.

Lull me under your spell.
Mold me.
Own me.

I’m yours because you want me.
Show me you do.

When you do….
When you do.. I’ll be a filthy little slut. Read more »

I was up to no good.

Dirty insatiable slut.

A phone call that had me taking a trip down memory lane. A memory lane filled with naughty pictures, some recent some not.

“I stopped and pulled over you were so fucking sexy.” He claims. He tried to describe the picture, “red, tits out”, was what he remembered.

Searching through photos to share had a familiar warmth tingling through my body. Remembering how I felt taking each one. Powerful. Confident. Sexy. Slutty. A woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it.

I found the one he was looking for, and as my reward, I got to see his favorite one he took. I could have predicted which one, he has a thing for his thick cock in my mouth. Go figure.

This one, however, was my bare pussy in a puddle of juices. Milky white juices sitting between a soaked sheet and my bare used pink pussy. Swollen, drenched little cunt with a cute little gape. Fuck that was a good day. Read more »

I kneel in waiting. Knees on a pillow, Sir is kind afterall. I was told to do so, patiently and quietly. Blindfold on, earbuds in. Two of my senses taken away. A playlist of yours setting the mood, dancing in my ears. It’s a new one I haven’t heard, I hope this means I’m ready for sex3.

Anticipation builds. How long until you touch me? Will I know when your eyes are on me? How will you touch me first and where will it be?

Excitement races through my veins, much like adrenaline but I’m not flying nor am I fighting. Nervous energy trying to take over, but I am calm. I trust you. I trust my body in your powerful hands.

Inhale.
Exhale.

I center myself; focusing on the way my body moves with each breath. Feel the softness of the pillow cushioning my knees. I feel the weight of the collar around my neck, the softness mixed with the slight bite against my delicate neck. Reminding me of who I belong to. I try desperately hard not to run my hands all over my body, light touches caressing all over. You said no, and I am a good girl. I allow myself to get lost in the music. Slowly starting the journey into the space I crave. I feel the wetness making its presence known. I moan as warm tingles come from various angles, all ending at a sweet button of nerves. Read more »