Author: TittlatingTypist

The Stranger Sir [mmf] [bd] [Fsub] [Mdom] [reluc]

My sir has brought me to a hotel room. It's just the two of us… for now. As soon as the door clicks shut, he blindfolds me. I tense. I wasn't ready. But I trust him. He orders me to stand still. I do. He starts stripping me clothes off. He's been gentle, tender. It feels good to have his hands gently caressing my body, gliding over my bare skin. A soft gentle stroke along the small of my back. The kind that he knows gives me goose bumps and makes me weak in the knees. My lips search for his and he allows me to kiss him. I moan gently, leaning into him as he keeps strumming this one sensual spot. He chuckles, probably knowing just how tightly he has his slut wound around his finger. I lean into him, wanting to feel more, wanting his warmth, wanting his touch, wanting his permission. He leans down and whispers in my ear, "Are you my good little slut?"

Yes, Sir.

"And do you want to please your sir tonight?"

I nod. He gives a warning grunt. "Yes, Sir."

"Good slut" Read more »

First time getting anal (M) (F)

She had had a long day. The kind of day where she hadn't had a moment to take care of herself. She hadn't slept. She hadn't eaten. There had been no time. He knew exactly what she needed. He welcomed her over, opened the door to her. She had been welcomed home by a storm. She managed to stay dry under the umbrella but she still looked pathetic – tired and worn.

He wanted to take care of her, to build her up and show her how strong she is. She tossed the umbrella to the floor, turned and closed the door behind her. The latch clicked, shutting out all the worries of the outside world. She was his now. There was no escaping. This was the escape. His hands were instantly on her shoulders. Firm. Spinning her around to face him. His lips on hers, pressing hard, eager, the kind of kiss that makes her need to come up for air. Her breasts told the delicate story of her bated breath, rising and falling quickly. Caught off guard but wanting more. He slid his hands down her arms, felt the bone bird of her hips, sliding around and testing her firm ass. Her head found his shoulder and he could feel her melt against him. He held her, letting her soak in his warmth, before tenderly leaning down and whispering in her ear. Read more »