Meeting my owner Part Two (FM) (MDom)

I woke up the next morning. The sun had risen. It was nice to sleep in for a change. I grabbed the blanket and went to the bathroom with it. Walking down the stairs, everything seemed so beautiful. The garden that I could see from the window looked magnificent and reminded me of my own. I entered the kitchen where I saw him.

My owner was sitting in a chair reading the newspaper. He wore a grey Rolex and a navy blue suit with a long black tie. He saw me and put the paper down.

“Good morning sleepyhead! How did you sleep princess?” He asked in such a calming tone

“It was good. I snuggled with my stuffies, I hope you are okay with that.” I mentioned to him and he nodded, giving me approval for my love of stuffed animals. I looked beside him and saw a beautiful breakfast on display.

25 Days of SEXmas – December 7 – I don’t want to spen Chrismtas Alone (FF) (Oral) (Hookup)

I was cramped in a too-small seat in what was generously called business class. It wasn’t a big deal but at just over six feet, I was still slightly squished. I was looking out the window, Hoping that my seatmate would be someone small. It was a five-hour flight, but the plane looked like it would only be about 2/3 full. If I was fortunate, I might get an empty seat beside me.

 I felt someone next to me and turned to look at my best mate. Expecting another 400-pound basement dweller that hadn’t showered in days.  That had been companion on the cost flight out.  To make it worse, he had spent the entire flight hitting on me and trying to get me drunk. As if I would hook up with some random guy in an airport bathroom after we landed.  I had tried to, very politely, explain to him that I wasn’t into men, but that made him work all the harder. As if bedding a lesbian was somehow an unlockable achievement in the game of life. How knows, maybe to guys it is.

25 days of SEXmas December 6 – Late for Chrismtas (MF) (Cam) (oral) (anal) (facial)

Guys, sorry this one is late, traveling for work, enjoy December 6! Sometimes being late is a good thing…

“You were supposed to be here yesterday!” The voice was shrill as I walked in the door.

“I know mom! Sometimes life gets in the way, I didn’t have a way to reach you yesterday.” My mother glared at me as I walked in, hands full of luggage. Gotta love coming home for the holidays, it’s always so peaceful.

“Your cousin arrived yesterday, ON TIME!”

“Mom, she’s not my cousin! She’s just someone who kind of showed up and never left!” We were talking about Mom’s friend Julie’s daughter, Nancy. I grew up with Nancy over at my house nearly every day from the time I was twelve until I left for college. We never got along. I hadn’t seen her in two years, and between her and my mom, I wondered why I eve bothered to fly home from college for Christmas break. Oh, and the “I didn’t have a way to reach you yesterday.” That’s bunk. I just couldn’t deal with the thought of spending any more time than absolutely necessary back at home.

Pegging Anyone? Part 2 (MF) (FDom)

I stand up and look at you, then look at the items arrayed on the chaise. I pick up the paddle and weigh it in each of my hands before settling on my left hand for holding it. I roll my wrist to feel the weight and then step back so I’m in the middle of the room.

I feel awkward standing there in my too big jeans and blue hoodie. I put the paddle between my knees and pull my hoodie off, graphic tee riding up and showing my stretch mark lined stomach.

I get the hoodie off and toss it on the computer chair and pull my shirt down to cover my stomach again.

Oh jesus. Now I felt even more awkward in my graphic tee. I pointed at you with the paddle, “Come here.” I say and point to the ground at my feet.

You stand and walk over to me. We kiss and I wrap an arm around your neck and use the paddle to strike the outside of your thigh gently, “Kneel.” I order, feeling out being the dominant a bit more.

What I did in England [MM] [Oral] [Anal] [Spanking]

On occasion I will become the Dom. 

This happens when I find myself enraptured by a person who is younger than myself and more of a sub than I.

 About 12 yrs ago I met a young man who was working as a waiter in England, I was there for work and staying in a town called Clacton on Sea. He worked at the inn I was staying at. He was 19 yrs old, maybe 5′ 10″ 150 lbs., blond hair and skinny. When he waited on my table I had a hunch that he was gay.

He was very much the typical twink.
As we chatted during my meal I took a chance that he was interested in getting together.
At one point as he was refilling my wine he leaned in closer to pour it.
I said to him that I was hungry for a young man with a big secret. He was flustered and walked away. A few minutes later as he retuned to my table to bring my entire he asked me what I meant.
I told him that he needed to visit my room when his shift was over.
During  the remainder of my meal he kept away from my table, yet every once and awhile I would catch him looking my way.

Alone in the office!

It’s one of those rainy days where everyone in the office has left for home. Everyone but you and me. You go to the water cooler to get your drink and in the meantime I lock the office door. I start walking towards you, the look in your eyes already tells me what you want. I walk up to you, push you against the wall and start kissing you. My hands going through your hair and then reaching to take off the shirt that you’re wearing.

I tear the top you’re wearing, take off your bra and my hands are all over your boobs now. I continue to kiss you with more and more passion with one hand on your neck, choking you ever so slightly and the other handing alternating between both your boobs, squeezing them and pinching your nipples.
I walk you over to one of the tables and bend you over.
I make you take your pants and your parties off and now you’re completely naked in front of me. This is what I’ve wanted from the day I saw you walk into the office. This isn’t love, no ma’am, this is pure lust, this is the body that I’ve wanted for a long long time now.

Advent Kinkendar: December 7th [Ffm]

It was only when she woke us for breakfast this morning that Miss confirmed that yesterday’s theme was objectification; though I wasn’t in much doubt about it anymore. She asked if we enjoyed it, and apart from rubbing our stiff joints, we both agreed that it had been pretty amazing. Who would think that being completely ignored would be an enjoyable way to pass time.

Today took more trust than I have ever placed in one person before. I’ll admit that I was kinda scared a few times.

As Miss handed us the much larger boxes this morning, she made it very clear that today was likely to be very intense, and that at any point we could call a halt to it without leaving the whole experience altogether. I opened the box more nervously than usual, but couldn’t tell what it was until I lifted it out. It was a sort of hood or mask made of rubber, but with the only hole for the mouth, not eyes or nose. 

“Sensory deprivation and breath play today” Miss said, more sternly than usual. “The rest of your… outfits… are ready downstairs. Come, let’s get you ready”. She led us down and into the dungeon room where two sort of sleeping bags were laid out on the floor. 

Lonely nights by the coast

Night was starting to fall and the morning’s storm had yet to subside – or even slow down for a minute. The third mug of tea stood steaming in front of Lisa and the view over the ocean still failed to bore her, but the day was arguably getting a bit long. As beautiful as her new home by the coast was, as much as she loved waking up knowing she had finally made it there were only so many books one could read before the mind begged for some entertainment.

And there her new life fell a little short if she was honest, entertainment was a rare commodity in a village of ten thousand in the summer and maybe a thousand during the off-season. She had quickly found out that every single woman that lived here was not only married, but also saw her as an immediate danger to a continued marriage. At first she had smiled about that, found it amusing the first few times but now she was slowly coming to the realization that those women were the norm, not the exception and it was starting to piss her off.

Decorating Love [MF] [rom] [Holidays]

“Perfect! It’s finally perfect,” said a beaming Christopher Krane.

“Are you absolutely sure this time? Because you said that twice before and the sun has set since then,” said Karen with a bemused grin.

“I’m sure this time. I’m completely, totally sure!”

Karen shook her head and rolled her eyes, but couldn’t stop smiling. No matter how many times she saw it, he never failed to amaze her. There were people who just enjoyed the holidays and there were people who went the extra mile. Then, there was her husband, Chris. He was in a class all his own.

Around the same time every year, her high school sweetheart turned transformed into a different person. It started just a few days after Halloween. When most people were still eating candy and planning their Thanksgiving travel plans, Chris was breaking out the Christmas decorations and plotting how to turn their modest suburban house into a holiday haven. Many teased him for putting his decorations up so early. A few, including some of their neighbors, were annoyed by it.

[F] [Piss] [Blowjob] Alexandra Gets Her Relief

Alexandra, or Alex for short, was a beautiful girl. She had pale skin, big blue eyes that stared right into your soul, thick, silky brown hair, and pouty lips that were perfect for sucking on…things. Her boobs were 34D and did not sag, her pussy was smooth and hairless, and her ass was round and pink.

You could say that she was a girl who had it all, and you wouldn’t be far off. However, there was one thing that she didn’t have, one thing she was desperate for. That thing? A place to empty her aching bladder.

You see, Alex had been out drinking with a stoner friend, and both girls had sucked several cocks the night before. After they were too tired to keep partying, they crashed on some couches in a frat house.

But now, it was 7 AM in the morning, and Alex had been awakened by the throbbing pain in her bladder. She had to get her relief, and soon!