I was towel drying my fresh black cherry colored hair; I realized how restless I was feeling. It was one of those sultry Indian summer nights with a luminous full moon riding in the starlit sky. Although it was late, I decided to take the dogs for a walk. Slipping on a comfortable cotton dress over my out of the bath nakedness, I stroked my favorite silver dog paws necklace. I always thought it looks pretty nestled against the base of my throat. I paused long enough to slip on a pair of white vans, and strolled out the door. I just wanted to work off a little energy before going to sleep.
Lost in my thoughts I suddenly realized that I had walked farther then I had thought and was now in an area that was not completely familiar with. I decided to venture in there and little and find a place to sit for a moment. I had the Girls with me; no one would mess with me now. As I walked into the cluster of trees, I heard a lonely howl echoing through the moonlit forest. It sounded curiously melodic, not at all menacing, and my Girls were not on alert. I moved in the course of the dimness and came across a moonlit drenched pond. Where the scent of late summer blooms hung in the air. All was still and silent.
I noticed my Girls; they became conscious of another presence there. We were not alone. There was a light snap, as a stick had been broken underfoot. I stood stock still, tense, waiting. The breeze sent a light shiver sown my body.
I heard a throaty chuckle, and my Girls growl, as a slim figure stepped fourth to reveal himself, and his dog. “you have entered my woods and now you are in my power,” his liquid voice mured. Then he smiled.
“I’m sorry, I was just teasing. I don’t mean to frighten you. You are not really in my power. You can leave anytime you want, but I hope you don’t. You have called to me with your loneliness, and I am yours tonight. My name if Griff. I want to show you how it will be between a man and a woman.”
As he approached, I could see him more clearly in the slivery light. His eyes were ebony pools of desire. He had the sexiest smile and his face and body was something out a dream, strong, sensuous, with high cheekbones, and full firm lips. He wore only a small pair of shorts that accentuated that glorious body.
“Come to me. Let me show you all that I can give,” he breathed as he held out his strong arms, beseeching me to acquiesce. I looked into his dark eyes and felt no fear! Only a mounting desire to experience all the things that he wanted to show me.
He encircled me with those powerful arms and [forced](https://lustmoments.com/giving-head-on-her-command-forced-sissy/)me backward, I was pushed against a tree and I felt his lips settling on mine in the most passionate kiss ever. It filled me with a need I had not known I could feel. I whimpered and pressed myself more insistently against his near nakedness. He held me tighter and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I felt a creamy wetness building in my love nest as I imagined how he was going to make me feel. There was an unbelievable tension of longing between us. I knew that it was going to be like nothing else I had experienced before. There was something so intriguing and mysterious about him. An almost animal scent emanating from his pores, sending me into weak-kneed yearning.
He pushed off his shorts and his magnificent cock sprang free. I stared unabashedly at how delicious he looked. He turned me around and I could fell his warm breath caressing the nape of my neck as he slipped the dress of me. He stroked my back as he guided me back around and as the thin dress went down to my ankles. He got down on his knees, and I felt his tongue flickering over me tracing erotic patterns on my flesh. I gasped as I felt his fingers seeking out my dewy nest, finding the nub of my center. He stroked it softly, bringing me to a level of hot urgency. I moaned out loud as his expressive fingers delved into my pearly moistness, rocking my hips in response to his ministrations. He stood up then briefly withdrawing his talented fingers, and moved his fingers into my mouth, and kissed me again.
Waves of wanting burned though out me as he scooped me up, holding me against his beating heart and his hot flesh. “I going to lay you down in a bed of wild ginger, and make passionate love to you”. As he knelt over me, smiling gently as he parted my creamy thighs, stroking my warm skin. I arched myself up to meet his embrace. My hands reached out to fondle the mass if amber hair, it felt as though the moonbeams had melted into it, giving it an otherworldly luster.
His mouth explored my body, kissing, licking, sucking ever inch of my flesh, When his lips met my pussy, I moaned. Tossing my head in abandonment. His tongue found the target and directed a shaft of pleasure as an orgasm rolled through me. Trembling and panting I rolled over and eased him onto his back. I had to have his cock in my mouth, as I brushed my tongue over his balls, I inhaled his musky scent. I felt his hands on my head, clutching as he groaned out his pleasures. I enveloped the head with my mouth and felt his hardness grow more ridged and fiery. I slid over his long thick shaft, feeling the pressure of his impending release. His muscled thighs tightened and his firm bottom rose off the ground as he arched up to meet my throat. He let out a howl of pleasures as the waves of his release crashed through him. I swallowed every molten drop.
He lay back in the crushed ginger, trying to regain his breath. He spoke later as I stretched myself out against his elegantly supine body.
“I want to be inside you. Ride me, give me a trip all the way to another world”. I drew my knees to straddle him and sat up. I could already feel his erection, its tumescence pressing insistently against my bare flesh. He was ready again!
I gasped as the length of his shaft entered. His strokes were sure and smooth, I arched my back and ground my hips into his. Deep and lingering I was quickly brought myself to a point of explosive arrival. Griffs fingers were tangling into my hair and he thrust into me, driving us both to that place of blinding white light. My headlong plunges matched his own as we rode each other through the star and moonlight sky. A passionate river of release broke in me like a bursting dam. We let out simultaneous cries of pleasure that carried us away to the luminous orb hanging in the star flecked sky.
We lay there for a while as we came down. Our fingers traced random patterns on each others bare flesh, murmuring little endearments. I pulled myself off him, and slipped into my dress.
“Ill be here every full moon, if you want me,” he whispered. Impulsively, I took off my necklace and fastened it around his neck. “Maybe this will be a talisman and will return us to each other. Think of me when you caress the paws and ill know to come to you, even before the moon is full”.
Squeezing his hand one last time, I turned to walk from the meadow. The breeze blew and I turned to look at him once more, he was gone. I felt no presence there at all.
I had gone only a few steps when I heard yet another melodious howl rolling out of the trees. They’re stepping out of the waning moon shadow was the grandest wolf that I ever seen. Its haunting onyx eyes pierced me, I felt a delicious shivers cascading down my spine as the huge wolf padded with silent steps towards me. He was so feral and beautiful, a part of the night. He raised his head again in liquid nightsong, he turned; the silver necklace glinting in the fading moonlight against his silken fur.
Author: tinnauk2
Seaside sunset
“Oh, god … you feel so good,” she whispered into the night breeze.
The Picnic
She needed to get fucked, plain and simple.
Normally she enjoyed making love romantically, but today she was too horny for that.
She needed it hard and fast, and she needed it now.
Too bad that they were out at a picnic with their friends, and it was far from nightfall.
The four of them had just finished a late afternoon lunch and were sitting around chatting.
She glanced over at him, trying to signal with her eyes her needs, but he was too busy in the middle of his story to register what her look meant.
She gently took his hand as if she was just taking it to hold it lightly as he talked, but she was about to let him know what she wanted.
You see, she had this little habit of stroking the middle of his palm lightly, and scraping her nail right along with it in a very arousing manner.
This had become their established cue for I am horny for you right this second, and it usually meant if he didn’t excuse himself within the next ten minutes, she would literally drag him away from whatever he was doing.
She didn’t like to take no for an answer, at least not with sex.
Monday was orgasmeriffic
I was on my back, legs wide open and He was on top fucking me when He stopped. I could tell He was thinking evil thoughts. lol, He got out the ball gag and fastened it tightly around my head, the big ball forcing my jaw open.
Then He reached down into the drawer and pulled out some straps. I waited patiently, while a bit nervously, as He strapped my wrists to my thighs, wondering what He was going to do to me.
He started fingering my already wet pussy, rubbing my clit, and when I squirted, He smiled, and told me “that’s right, make it nice and wet. When I fist you-you’re going to want all the lube you can get.”
I moaned. I’d been fantasizing about getting fisted, but the reality is a whole different thing. OMG, His fingers were feeling big.
My next orgasm was building and there was nothing I could do about it. He grabbed my clit and pinched and I came hard and squirted again as He laughed and slid His fingers in deeper. “That’s right, show me how much you wanna get fisted, slut!”
A day in the Life of a slave [MFM]
The slave’s alarm goes off a 7 am. He awakes to find the golden nectar reservoir about half full. He remembers having to take a piss at about 3 am. He is not allowed to go to the bathroom after bedtime. He must use the golden nectar reservoir that is attached to his bedside. However, he realizes that he did not fill that much nectar into it. So he knows that sometime in the night either Master or Mistress must have come in and used it too. This happens most nights anyway so he is used to it. Of course one of the house rules is “Each morning when Master or Mistress checks on the slave the reservoir must be empty. And the only way the slave can empty it is of course to drink it. Sometimes if Mistress is in a really devious mood she will send the slave to bed after drinking a large glass of water. Or both Master and Mistress will make a point of using it before each goes to bed. Master and Mistress keep telling the slave they are going to build a wooden toilet box that the slaves head would it in and a clear bowl would reduce down to a funnel that would go into the slave’s mouth.
Tease
The restaurant door opens and you see me tumble through. Clumsy as always but at least I manage not to fall. I spot you from the door as the waiter takes my coat. The dress you had chosen the day before looked as you expected on me. Just enough cleavage to catch the eye, without being too obvious. I smile broadly as I walk towards you. I lean in to you as I kiss you the faint smell of roses present as always. Before I sit in the chair you’re holding for me I do a quick twirl “is it ok?” As the skirt swings around my legs you notice the lace of my stocking tops. I sit quickly and cross my legs making sure my skirt lies just on the edge of my stockings on your side so you can see and no-one else can. As your talking I place my hand on your arm, my fingers tracing gently over your skin on your wrist working slowly down over your hand. I wrap my tiny fingers in between yours squeezing tightly I move our hands off the table. As I uncross my legs I place your hand just above the lace top on the inside of my thigh. I place my legs firmly side by side trapping your hand between them.
You can feel the heat already from me as I lean into you to whisper “I’m not wearing anything above that” I feel your fingers squeezing my skin so I tighten my thighs forcing your fingers to relax.
I turn to look at you an evil smile crosses my lips as my teeth nip at my lower lip.
The waiter come to our table with the menus as your right hand is trapped between my legs you take it with your left hand. I keep you between my legs as he asks what we would like to drink. You know the answer to this so order for us both.
As he leaves I relax my thighs a little so you can release yourself. As you browse the menu I cross my legs so my foot is hooked around the back of your leg. I slowly turn my foot one way then the other against your calf. You look at me with your serious face but I just return a smile. The waiter returns for our order. As you tell him what we want I place my hand on your leg. My nails scratching over your trousers just enough that you can feel the sensation on your leg. As the waiter does his job my nails are covering the area of your inner thigh getting higher and higher. Just before I reach my goal you press your hand firmly on top of mine. The movement make the waiter look up from his notebook. I smile sweetly with my hand trapped just an inch from where it longs to be.
As the waiter starts to leave I excuse myself from the table. After a short time your phone vibrates in your pocket. You see the message is from me. It reads.
I want you so bad. I ache for you. I feel so empty I need to feel full of you.
As you look up from the phone I sit next to you. I hand you my lace handkerchief it’s warm and damp. You know as you bring it closer to you it smells of me and you know where it has been.
My First Time [Fm, Couger]
Jenna’s voice broke the silence, saying she could not help but notice the how hard my cock would get when I was around her. My face must have turned red, because Jenna’s hand caressed my cheek as she said, don’t be embarrassed, that it was perfectly normal for a young man who was growing into his sexuality.
Jenna said it turned her on knowing the effect she was having on me, she also said she expected I was a virgin when it came to sex with a woman. Jenna then surprised me, saying she would like to be the first, to show me how wonderful a sexual experience could be.
Jenna stepped closer pressing her moist lips to mine, our tongues touching as we kissed tenderly, my cock was harder then it had ever been, I thought It would explode, Jenna felt it too, as my cock press against her bare thigh.
Our kiss continued, only more passionate now, as our tongues continued to explore each other’s mouths. I could feel Jenna’s hand unbutton my pants, allowing them to slide down my legs; her hand lightly caressed my cock as it begged for release from my boxer shorts.
My hands and fingertips were exploring the naked body of a woman for the first time, Jenna’s breast were firm her nipple pressed into the palm of my hand; the cheeks of her ass were tight and full, as my fingers experienced the feel of a woman’s bare ass for the first time.
My boxers were now around my ankles as Jenna’s hand stroked my cock slowly, it was a good thing I masturbated that morning with visions of her naked body, or I would have exploded in her hand.
Jenna sat on the edge of the bed; pulling me towards her she said relax enjoy the experience. Jenna’s mouth lips and tongue teased and sampled my cock, when I felt the warmth of her moist mouth surround my cock, it was all I could do to hold back, I was soon telling her I was going to cum, Jenna kept sucking, only now her hand was also jacking me off coaxing out every drop of cum my cock had to offer, into her waiting mouth.
I reached for the bedpost to get my balance, and I looked into Jenna’s soft brown eyes, she was swallowing every drop and stroking my cock for more, I thought I would faint with pleasure.
Jenna released my spent cock from her mouth, as she slid back on the bed spreading her legs offering her delicious body for me to explore for the first time.
I kissed her neck, nibbling and sucking as I worked my way down to her breast. Taking her nipple into my mouth my hand filled with her firm breast, I licked tongued and teased, first one breast then the other, I could her Jenna moan softly as I felt her soft bush for the first time, she was moist and wet as my fingers caressed the warmth of her pink flesh.
My fingers entered her pussy probing slowly, as I continued to tease her pert nipples with my lips and tongue. I began to work my way down her body, kissing, licking and tonguing towards her soft dark bush.
Everything seemed so natural, judging by the sighs and moans escaping Jenna’s lips I must have been doing it right, I could feel her body tremble and shake as my mouth inched closer and closer for my first taste Jenna’s intimate flesh, my first taste of pussy.
I went to my knees pulling Jenna’s hips to the edge of the bed; Jenna spread her legs wide, offering me all of her sweet pussy for my pleasure. Jenna’s taste was sweet; her pussy was moist and wet from my fingers.
I took my time savoring every succulent inch when I felt she was close to cuming I would slow down, lightly kissing and looking at the beautiful gift Jenna was giving me.
Once again her body began to tremble, only this time I did not stop, I continued to devour her pussy, as her climax rippled through her body, first one then another and another, her body was shaking uncontrollably and she had a hard time catching her breath.
When Jenna calmed down she assured me that everything was alright, saying she had a wonderful climax, the best she had in a long time, she even wondered if I was really a virgin, I told her I was, that she was an exceptional teacher she laugh.
Jenna turned over bringing herself up on her knees as she started to cross the bed; I stopped her pulling her back to the edge of the bed. The cheeks of her ass parted like the petals of a beautiful flower, exposing her beautiful ass to be licked tongued and teased.
I can’t explain it, but it seemed so natural, as I kissed each cheek before licking my way between them. Jenna sighed, oh baby that feels so good, lick my ass baby, and take me, my tongue licked deeply into her ass until I was tonguing her rosebud.
I don’t know why it was such a turn on for me, to lick and tongue Jenna’s ass, maybe it was because it was such a taboo, something not everyone experiences, or maybe it was my way to show Jenna how special she was, or because of the way she responded.
I can only say from that moment on I have been an ass man, when I see an attractive woman at the store or in the mall, I find myself wondering what it would be like to lick and tongue her ass.
Please [FM,Fdom]
She told him to get on his knees and put the leather collar around his neck to symbolize his willingness to do all she said. She didn’t need to look to know he had done as she had told. There was no question in it, a simple demand and he would comply. She led, he followed. Each step on this path was her choice, each step he took with her was a gift given and a gift received.
She said to pull down his pants and show her his cock. He did so with ragged breath coming faster and she knew his desire was at a peak as his hands trembled to do as she demanded. The others that come before her had tried to lead, had him dance and play and spin in circles round and round until he was dizzy. She too could direct this dance, this reel of give and take, and like a trained pet he would jump through every hoop she put there for him should she wish to play those games. But she wanted more, she wanted it real, tonight she wanted complete surrender. Not games and parlor tricks, but pure lust and wanting for this moment. All of it under her control.
Punished girls don’t get to cum [MF]
Lynn couldn’t remember being more tired than she was the previous night.
She’d come home from an outing with her girlfriends around three in the morning, drunk out of her mind and knowing that she was going to be reprimanded for her behavior – drunk or not. Somehow, she had gotten lucky. When she stumbled into the bedroom, the bed itself was vacant – neatly made in a way that suggested no one had been there all evening.
She barely managed to strip out of her gaudy dress and heels before collapsing into its welcoming layers and letting sleep engulf her.
God knew how long ago that had been. What Lynn did know, however, was that she was far from ready to rise for the day – which was why the low, firm summons above her hardly jogged her from drowsy half-consciousness.
“Are you awake, sweet?”
A low, discontented sound escaped her as Lynn only pulled the sheets up firmly over herself. It was too early, she was still tired, and she was certain that when she opened her eyes, a fierce hangover awaited her.
The Kissing Fetish [erotic]
So I, uh… I’ve got this thing I like.
No, no! You don’t have to… I mean, not if you don’t… I just mean I like it, okay?
I know we just met. I would never make you do anything you felt uncomfortable… sorry, I just get a bit jumpy sometimes. I know it’s fuckin’ weird.
So this thing that I like… promise me you won’t judge me or anything, I mean I’m into all the normal shit too, I do the wax and the paddles and all the… you know what, I can keep it a secret. It’s too soon. Look, I’m just sayin’ that you’re a really lovely girl. I wouldn’t wanna do nothing to make things different between us and… I like the way things are going, is all. I don’t wanna ruin things.
You sure?
Okay okay. Fine. Here goes. Here I go.
I’m really into… mouth stuff. You know? Like when you… when she makes me use my mouth. And she uses her mouth, too. On me.
With my mouth.