Author: USScotsman

Fucking you through your orgasm, keeping your heightened state of arousal, I pull out of your cunt, the vibe out of your ass and placethe head of My cock, coated with your juices at your tightest hole. It is still a little open from the vibe and I quickly take advantage by sliding the fat head of My cock inside you. It all happened so quickly that you are ready, relaxed and surprised all at the same time. It has been a while since you were fucked in the ass, and as tempted as I am to start pounding away I allow you a moment or two to adjust to the thicker cock now inside you.

When you are ready, I push another inch, then another, inside you. I can tell you are ready for more, when I feel you pushing back against me and wiggling your ass on My cock. Pushing the last few inches home and giving you another break to adjust, before I start moving in and out. Your ass feels so incredibly tight compared to your cunt, especially after the pounding we have given it today. It feels like a second skin on Me as I start to pick up the pace. You strength and recuperative powers amaze Me, as once again you start to push back against Me, meeting My thrusts with your own. Encouraging Me to fuck your ass harder. Read more »

Pulling you off by the hair, whispering in your ear, the best little cock sucking bitch I have had in years. Kissing you hard and pushing you backwards towards the bed. Your legs hit the end and you topple backwards, My body landing on top of you, winding you, but at the same time you love the feeling, love having the weight of a real man on top of you. Tearing at your clothes now, your dress being pushed up, exposing My cunt. Pushing the bra and the dress right up over your head, trapping your arms, your face in the material. Your body exposed to me, your arms and head immobile. You breathing heavy, chest rising and falling rapidly, arms struggling a little until I slap your tits, and you remember your place, suddenly still and accepting.

Lying there on the bed, deprived of most of your senses, you feel My weight lift from you and you feel naked, vulnerable, small, exposed. The air in the room blows across your skin, giving you goosebumps, making your nipples stand up hard and proud. You can hear Me move around the room, but have no idea where I am, what the room looks like or even what I am wearing. I am undressing and watching your delicious body as the glow from the candle light dances on your curves. Your arousal all to evident in the smell of the air and on the sheen of your cunt lips. Read more »

Your nipples on fire, as I twist and pinch them, sometimes releasing them, them grabbing them again. Slapping the flesh, from each side, the combination of the cool air and the warm skin from each slap bringing you closer to orgasm. Sensing your orgasm building, I give you permission to cum. I could make you hold it, but we do still have to be conscious of time. Alternating on your nipples between pinching, twisting, sliding the flat of My palm across them, slapping and grabbing the flesh around them, pushes you closer and ultimately over the edge. My cock in your mouth ensuring that you don’t make too much noise and give away our presence, but for sure some people must have heard you. Read more »

A breeze blows across the garden and I see you shiver a little, your nipples hardening. Coming towards you, you turn your head slightly, trying to hear, something just on the edge of your range, is it Me? 

You heart quickens again, anticipation grows, breathing changes. you shudder, not from the cold, but from excitement, wondering what will come next, where will I touch you, how will I touch you, is it really Me, what if it is someone else? The thought excites you even more, the possibility that I will let you be taken by another man, or even another woman. That I may allow you, My slut, My property, My body to be taken by another. Then you feel my touch, you don’t even flinch, good girl. You feel it in your hair, gently at first, moving the wisps from either side of your face, tucking them behind your ears, framing your beautiful face, before suddenly you feel My hand wrapped in your hair and your head snapped back. You cry out before I silence your cry with my mouth.  Read more »

I continue about My work for the next several hours, watching you dance, seeing you smile and flirt your way around the room, but always catching you looking in My direction, whenever you can, stealing a glance. You move wonderfully, sometimes floating, sometimes grinding depending on the song. I know that every move encourages more juices, more of your cum to flow from you and coat your thighs. I know that when you twirl and your dress flies up a little, people can almost see you naked ass and cunt, and I know that the air flowing over your wet thighs sends a delicious chill through you. Remembering what happened earlier in the cloakroom, how you gave yourself to Me.

I motion for you excuse yourself, and you do. Making up a better excuse this time, as you need to be gone for longer. I don’t care what you tell people, just make sure we will not be interrupted. I pass you a note as you make your way back to the table. You wait until you get back to your seat and open it cautiously, your heart thudding in your chest, surely people must be able to hear it, to see it pounding in your chest. Read more »

I was thinking about you at the wedding, and wondering what you were wearing. I bet you looked fantastic. Something chic, something classy, but with some fabulous filthy underwear, a lacy bra that you could see your nipples through, pushing your tits high and proud, perfect for sliding my cock between; with the smallest of thongs barely covering your delicious ass. I was there at the wedding, watching you, crashing the wait staff so I could be close to My slut whilst she went about her normal life.

Coming over and serving your wine, a brush against your arm, looking down your dress, almost drooling at the sight. Using every excuse to come to your table, top off your water, drop something on the floor, bending to pick it up and breathing in your ear, can I offer you more bread, some more wine maam? Leaning close, smelling your hair. Your hand drops to the side so you can secretly touch my leg, your elbow grazing my hardening cock, and I hear you gasp, covering it with a cough. Read more »