sluttydragoness, Author at NSFW story — Page 2 of 3

Hooked (MF)(Mdom)(Femsub)(rope play)(impact play)(bdsm)

The kids are away. It’s our first time alone since this stupid lockdown started. You were up early taking them to their grandparents ensuring maximum time alone. I stayed in bed, dozing.

You get home and come upstairs, taking advantage of my sleepiness to tie my wrists over my head and bring me to my knees, looping my wrists trapped in bondage rope over the hook that hangs above the bed. You make me shift my hips backwards so that both my ass and breasts are thrust out and available. Once I am posed to your satisfaction, you cast a critical look at my attire. Clad in nothing but and old white undershirt of yours, I feel naked under your gaze. You smile, a dark, menacing, delightful smile.

You reach for the shirt and grab it just below the collar. Before I can protest, you pull your hands apart in a quick jerking motion, ripping in from top to bottom, leaving it hanging from my upraised shoulders. My juices begin to flow, you like all my lingerie too much to destroy any of it. You leave the room for a moment, only to return with scissors. You make short work of the remaining fabric, cutting the sleeves and tossing it on the floor. Read more »

The Swimming Pool (FFM, anal, toys, ice, exhibitionism, tied-up)

It’s hot, scorching for this part of the world. The kids are away, but the backyard pool is full and inviting. We invite you over for a bbq, drinks and a chance to cool off. You arrive only a few minutes later, clad in an airy, translucent top, cut-off jeans and a tiny bikini. Your skin is tanned, a beautiful golden brown and the sun has picked out all the natural highlights in your hair. It’s all I can do not to pounce on you immediately.

I’m pretty pleased with my own appearance, my translucent white swimsuit cover-up over the bikini top that strains to contain my G cups, and the high cut bottoms that expose a good portion of my ample backside. He’s showing off his pecs and arms in an open button up shirt, his swim trunks doing little to conceal his arousal as the three of us chat on the back deck. Read more »

Fireside (FF)

You show up at my door looking windswept. A snow storm is brewing so I light the fire and we curl up in a pile of blankets, basking in it’s warm glow. A bottle of wine in an ice bucket and a pair of glasses rest on the mantle as condensation drips down the forgotten beverages.

As the storm builds, my mouth finds yours and our tongues dance together. Your lips are soft against mine. By the time the kiss breaks we’re both gasping and moaning. Our foreheads rest against each other as we struggle to catch our breath. Your eyes gaze into mine, your pupils dark and dilated with arousal, I know mine likely look the same.

Without breaking eye contact, you slip your hands under my sweater, slipping up my stomach to cup my naked breasts. My nipples; already taut from the stimulation of the knit; reach new levels of tension as you bring your thumbs against them. I moan deep in my throat as you circle the tips, your lips meet mine, capturing my pleasure. You continue to play with my nipples are you kiss me, making me arch against you, begging wordlessly for more of your touch. Read more »

Good Morning (FFM)

I wake to the sound of someone moaning. As my eyes slowly open, I realize two things. The first, I am naked. The second, the person moaning is me. Why am I moaning? As my brain starts to work, sensations start to pour in. I’m propped up against his chest as he nibbles on my neck an shoulders, his hands cupping my breasts as he rubs his thumbs over my nipples. The next set come from lower. You, nestled between my spread thighs, placing kisses on them as you meet my waking gaze.

As I finally make it to full consciousness, your mouth move to hover above my centre. Already wet, your breath is like fire fanning a flame into a wildfire. He grabs my wrists and holds them by my sides when I move to bring your face against me. I can feel his arousal trapped against my back, but he makes no move to ease it as he holds me captive. You push my legs back, causing my lips to spread, opening a clear view of the juices pooling in my centre. Gently, so slowly I can barely stand it, you lick the first pools out, holding them in your mouth and coming up to kiss me. I moan, this time fully aware of my own need, wanting to bring you to the same desperate state. Read more »

The Knot – Your Revenge (FF, rope-play, anal)

(Repost I forgot tags)

You pull off the blindfold so I can see the full measure of my predicament. Some of it I already know, like my wrists being tied to the bed posts, pillows propping up my back just slightly, and my legs bent and immobilized the same way I had you. I also know you’ve tied a rope harness, including the knot I used on you; which is even now rubbing my sensitive button as I take in your work. You’ve gone a step further though, adding two more carefully placed knots: one in the space where my lips end and my puckered rose begins, the second between my cheeks just above my anus. All this I know from before you removed the blindfold. Now that my eyes are uncovered I look around, watching you watch me discover each little surprise make us both wet. Read more »

The Knot (FF, Ropeplay, ice)

I finish knotting the rope harness and lash your arms together folded across your back. The teal rope makes your tanned skin glow. Your long lovely hair spread over the pillow and your dilated pupils make me smile. I reach for three short sections of rope and attach them to your wrists and the segments that pass between your thighs. One on each side of your body and one from behind ensure that no matter how slight your movement the knot that is positioned against your sweet button of a clit will drive you wild. “You’re not allowed to cum unless I say so little one.” I sit back to admire my handiwork.

You lean carefully back into the pile of pillows as I spread your legs and place them bent near your hips. I immobilize each to that you cannot stretch them leaving you splayed open and giving me access to your delicious centre and puckered star. You wriggle a little, trying to determine how much range of motion you have, but are cut short as each little move drives the knot against you. You gasp and cease your movement. Read more »

Girly Fun (FF, toys)

I hand you a glass of wine as you come in. You’re dressed to kill in a short plaid skirt and a tied up button top, your hair curls adorably over your shoulders framing your startling eyes. I’m wearing my favorite blue corset with a long skirt, slits up the sides revealing my legs and exposing the sides of my ass as I lead you into the house.

We slip upstairs and toast each other. Relaxed and emboldened by the wine, I set down my glass and lean forward to kiss you. Your lips carry the sweet taste of the wine, and part under my touch. Your tongue darts between my lips and circles the tip of mine. You place your glass next to mine without breaking the kiss.

My hands cup your jaw, we kiss slowly, our lips and tongues dancing until we’re both gasping and trembling. I manouver you in front of the mirror, still kissing you as I turn you to face it. I release your mouth and expose your neck, letting my tongue trace your jaw. My mouth finds your earlobe and I suck on it gently before nibbling on the sensitive spot behind your ear. Read more »

Alone and aching (F, masturbation)

I’ve been aching all day. My nipples have been throbbing since I opened my eyes from my splintered sleep this morning. Alone on in our room, I stand in the mirror, slowly removing clothing. I want to watch the goosebumps cascade over my skin. My hands slip to cup my breasts, massaging my skin gently.

I press my nipples to the cold glass of the mirror, drawing involuntary whimpers from my throat. The cold hardens my already taut nipples into tense peaks, my hips rock as I pinch them against the glass.

I find my clamps, dildo and vibrator, needing to ease the intense pressure building in my centre. I kneel on the floor, nipples grazing the rough carpet, my thighs spread presenting my dripping hole to the camera we always have enabled in the room. I attach the clamps to my nipples and letting them catch and pull. Every movement sends fresh waves of pleasure through my body and I begin to tremble. Read more »

Pleasing you (MF)

I’ve been aching all day. I got distracted at work fantasizing about all the things I want to do to you. The kids are in bed and the house is quiet.

I turn on the bedside light, it’s dim, just enough to make my skin glow against my red lingerie. You reach for me, but I avoid your grasp. “You keep your hands to yourself unless I put them on me”. You smile, I take control only rarely, usually content to let you lead. You nod and let your hands fall to your sides. I step forward and tug your head down to mine, devouring your mouth in a kiss.

My hands unbutton your shirt and slip it off your shoulders. Your biceps and pectorals ripple as they twitch when my fingertips brush them with a feather light touch. I break the kiss and let lower my mouth to your chest. My tongue circles first one flat nipple and then the other, turning them into hard nubs. You groan as my teeth close around them and flick them with my tongue, mimicking the touches you so often use on me. I pinch them and your hips thrust hard, your jeans straining to control your erection. Read more »

Office Fun (FF, coerced)

You enter my office with your lunch and close the door. You ask if I’m ready for a break. I push away from my desk and run my hands through my hair, stretching. The zipper of my blouse strains against my breasts. You set your lunch on my desk and step behind me. “You look like you need a massage,” you smile as you allow your hands to rest on my shoulders. “I definitely could, but I don’t have time to leave”. I respond. You begin to put pressure on my shoulders, “Oh I don’t think you’ll need to go anywhere. Just relax and let me work.”

I lean back into my chair as you begin to work my tight shoulders. My head nestles between your breasts You slowly work the muscles, rubbing deeper, drawing out my moans and sighs. My eyes close as I relax into your touch. Your hands begin to move down my front, working my pectorals. Your hands slip farther down, squeezing and massaging my breasts. I arch against your hands, inviting your touch. One hand lets go, parting the already taut zipper. Read more »