Thursday, October 31, 2013

Patience is a virtue

The blindfold keeps me in the dark as I kneel, my face upturned, I wait. He stands in front of me, dangerously close, I can feel him yet he does  not touch me. Don't ask me how I know, perhaps the power of his gaze, but I  can tell he's looking down at me.   I smile up at him then invitingly  open my mouth, in hope that he will give me what I want.

My Sir knows I crave his taste, he knows I want him in my mouth but still he makes me wait. I try to be patient but I can feel his cock close to my lips. So very close and yet he still makes me wait. 

Impatience is setting in, I want to taste him, to cradle him in mouth and worship him with my lips and tongue.  My heart is racing, my hands are bound and without thinking I strain against the ropes, just a little closer and he will be mine.

His laughter is quiet, under his breath, I know he is pleased to see me want him in my mouth so badly.  He caresses my cheek and I nuzzle his palm.

  I feel the sting of his hand against my cheek.  As he swears under his breath.  I am pleased.  He does not strike me out of anger,  this I know, it is his passion, his need to give me what he knows I want but must make me wait for.  I know he wants it as much as I, but I will wait, because my obedience pleases him.

Just another moment, I will make my move. I may be punished for my boldness  but it will be worth it. 

I feel his cock close to my cheek. I stick out my tongue finding a drop of his nectar and the swollen head of his cock.  I hear him sigh as I wrap my lips around him and suck gently.

He is now mine.  My lips and tongue explore his manhood and I lick and suck his balls, and for making me wait, I take little bites because it makes him moan. The way I like.

On my knees for him

A REAL DOM KNOWS THIS

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Counter top delights...

Jake, Antony and I decided together again for another threesome and so we met up at Jake's house the other afternoon. At the door he greeted me by whispering. " I can't wait to get my lips on your pussy."  I laughed and put my arms around his neck, Antony buried his face in my neck and Jake began unbuttoning my black blouse.  Just then, the front door opened and a very pretty older woman walked in and upon seeing us on the couch stopped dead in her tracks. " Jake ?" she looked at him and she did not look happy, " What the fuck are you doing?" she ask. Unsure of the situation I stood up and Anthony moved in front of me as if to protect me. Jake reach out and took my hand, he pulled me forward and turned to his wife and said, "This is the woman that I told you about."

I smiled and shook her hand looking at Jake wondering what he had told his wife about me. Jake smiled down at me, "My wife and I have been swinging for years. and although I had no intention of sleeping with you when we first met I just couldn't help myself." I didn't know what to say, he continued. "At first I thought you were really too shy for my taste, but once I saw how lustful, and sensual you were in the bedroom I couldn't help myself. I love a woman who loves sex and when Janet got home from work I made love to her telling her all about you." Janet put her arm around her husband,  "I  can take the rest of the day off work if you want to play." and before I could say anything she reached out put her hand on my hip and pulled to her.  I looked at and could tell he was wondering if we were going to have a foursome, or if he and Jake we're going to be stuck on the side with a show. Knowing him, either way was good with him. Janet lean forward and her lips touch mine, they were soft sweet, a little bit of lip gloss, a fruity flavor. I remember thinking it was nice first kiss, confident and sweet, simple but with the promise of passion.

"Mmm, she does kiss good" holding my hand she led me to the kitchen.  Our heels clicked across the tile floor as we made our way to the kitchen island. "Do you prefer white wine or liquor?" she asked removing glasses from the cabinet. " I would love a glass of wine." She turned to the wine refrigerator pulled out a bottle of white wine and poured me a glass . After a few sips she put her class down and came to towards me again. "Jake told me that you have a fantasy about being with a woman." she smiled as she stood in front of me moving closer, pinning me against the counter. "I would love to be part of your fantasy, I would love it even more if I could make your fantasy come true." Intrigued, I smiled and asked, "Make my fantasy come true?"

Jane kissed me,  her sweet lips probing mine as her tongue gently touching mine.  She sucked gently on my lower lip as her hands made their way to my breasts; cupping my breast with one hand pinching my nipple as her  other hand made its way to the hem of my short skirt. I was excited by her touch, the her softness of her skin and her confidence.  I didn't stop her from kissing me, instead I kissed her back as passionately her lips touched mine. As her hand went up my skirt I tremble slightly, her soft fingers touched my freshly shaved pussy and I couldn't help but moan against her lips. The wine glasses forgotten the counters next to the fridge, she whispered in my ear "jump up for me." I didn't exactly as I was told and once I was sitting on the counter Janet began to unbutton my blouse then put her lips to my nipple through my bra as her hands found their way up my skirt. " Mmmm, you're not wearing underwear are you?" I shook my head no and she kissed my neck, her fingers gently opening my pussy lips as she slid her middle finger towards my clit making small circles with the slick pussy juice that was now dripping from me. 

I wanted to touch her,  kiss her breasts, have her nipples in my mouth and suck on them as she was sucking on mine. Button by button she undid my blouse, sweet lips making small kisses as the skin with exposed, moving lower and lower, the entire time her left hand never stopped spreading the sweet juices between my pussy lips.  Finally it felt like I was going to come, grinding against her exploring fingers, she was driving me mad. " Shhh, I told my husband I wanted a chance you, alone just me and you not them." she motioned at the kitchen island that I was sitting on, " Do you want me to taste you" she asked. 
 "Can I taste you too?" I whispered a little out of breath."
"I think that can be arranged," she look at me and smiled and begin removing her clothes. I sat up with my legs curled around me wearing only my skirt that was now bunch stuff around my waist. the cold granite of the counter top touched my warm hairless lips and shivers up my spine. Janet remove her clothes slowly so that I could watch her. First she took off her skirt, her blouse and then her bra and panties. She climbed up on the counter top next to me, sitting on her knees, she started kissing me again. My hands found their way to her breasts, I caress them gently, running my fingers across nipple as we kissed. She began pushing me back so that I had to lay down as she lay down next to me. We explore each others nipples with our lips and tongues, quiet moans stifled by kisses. She finally lay on top of me with her body pressed against mine and she kissed me sliding her fingers inside of me.  I moved her off of me so that I could lay down next to her my hand made its way to her sweet hairless pussy as  she ran her finger back and forth gently quickly across my hard little clit.   I found her wet and hot waiting to be touched. she moaned as I let my fingers explore her. putting two fingers inside of her I twisted my wrist and I move my hand back and forth sliding my fingers in and out of her, her wet juices coming out with every movement of my hand. she was moaning louder grinding against my hand and I wanted nothing more than to put my lips to her clit and taste her sweet juices. She took my hand and started licking her sweet juices off my fingers.

 I couldn't help myself, I kissed her, just as I love to be kissed. I buried my hands deep in her long brunette hair and kissed her long and deep. She pushed me away from and at that moment I wasn't sure what to think, had I gone too far with that kiss? Unsure I sat back and looked at her and waited for her to make the next move. She put her hands on my shoulders and instructed me to lay down on the counter again, "Don't move." she said as she got off the counter moved towards the end where my feet were. "Slide your ass down here so I can eat your pussy bitch." she said with the mischievous smile. Happily I scooted my bottom to the end of the counter and looked at her. She kissed me once more time on the lips as she put her hand on my knees and opened my legs pulling up a bar stool, took a seat and lowered her face between my legs. 

She licked my pussy with probing lips and little bites of her tongue as I moaned, my pussy was dripping and as she licked my hard clit, sucking and swirling her tongue and her lips on me; she moved two fingers in and out of me curling her fingers in as she found my g-spot.  I moaned over and over the heat of passion rising, making me want to let go.  Finally she hummed, the vibrations of her lips sent me over the edge and I came, moaning louder and louder.  "Shhh" she said against my clit only making me moan louder.  After I came she got up and whispered, "Now me." 

Thursday, October 17, 2013

The submissive

I was never one to be thought of as a submissive woman. In fact most people I know would think me to be a dominant personality.  The truth is that both are true.  I have always been strong, I didn't have much choice.  How ever all my life I have been so busy being the leader, that i did not know that I truly longed for some one else to lead.  I have been the providor and the protector for so long that I am tired and weary.  It had always been my thought that the man should lead, provide, and protect and the woman follow him, serve and support him.

The problem with that kind of thinking was that I assumed all men had the same values that I did and it wasn't discussed before I rushed into my marriage. My husband is of the school if thought that he is entitled to be taken care of.  It was a hard long road I
traveled with him over the years.  I stayed with him because of my Christian values and beliefs in marriage.  However, after years of his affairs, his verbal abuse,   I grew weary and realized that not even God can change a man who does not want to change.

I decided that I too deserved to feel happy. I deserved to feel beautiful and cherished and valued.  I needed to be weak so that I could be strong again.   I believe that is what made me become interested in the Dom, Sub relationship.  It isn't for everyone but for me, I find peace in knowing I am protected, loved and cherished at his side. My only regret is that it took me so long to realize where my true peace could be found. 

How does that work with me being married and my Dom/Sub relationship being outside the marriage? It is a precarious road that I walk I will admit but I would walk it a million times over to experience that which I have experienced with my Sir in a short time. 

I do not see my husband and I together in the future, we are better people seperated, unless he some how changes over night. It's been eleven years, it wont happen.

As for my Sir, he said to me that as long as we are both mutually happy with each other we will be together and he doesn't see us ending any time soon.  Neither do I, but I take this with a grain of salt.  He calls me his skeptical girl because I have been programmed to not believe compliments.  He thinks it sad, I think it tragic.  Every woman has the right to feel beautiful, perfect and sexy.  I am grateful for my time with my Sir, for his kindness, his sweet touch, his gentle strength and his attention. Even for the spankings he delivers. His hand across my ass, a release of control as I writhe under the sting of his belt across my breasts, stomach, ass and clit. He touches me in ways that make me moan and want more of him. His dominance is like my drug, his words lift me up, his touch leads me, guides me, his arms protect me, his release is my peace.  I am grateful for the way he cherishes me.

Again, many thanks to my followers on twitter, saw this pic and had to add it to my thoughts. What a perfect sentiment. Xoxo

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

When he talks to me like this I quiver inside.

I am a sentimental fool at times and when my Sir sends me text messages that make me melt I want to save them, ah, but I should not because remember, I am a married woman.  A married foolish woman who has been completely smitten by her Dom and now only hopes that her relationship with her Sir lasts for years and years.  I dare say I hope it out lasts my marriage, which if you don't already know is on the vanilla rocks.

This text made me quiver today, made me dream of future days on my knees for him.

My text to him:  I am so lucky to have found the perfect man.  The link to my kink, I can't wait to feel the ropes on my body and give myself to you to use. Xxo

His response to me was:  You do know that's mutual, and for that I am truly grateful.  You are My perfectly sexy, tight, hot, gorgeous, creative, intelligent, submissive little slut of mine..Whom I will use without apology to satisfy my most erotic desires and fantasies.  I will secure you. Tease you. Play with you. Bite you. Slap you. Finger you. Taste you. Firmly force you.  Make your skin red.  Open you up. Fuck you. Make you please me. Suck me. Fuck me. Open your legs for me. Open your mouth for me. Drink my cum.  Your nipples will be slapped.  Your pussy will be held open and stung with a belt, your clit will be teased and bitten.  You will cum for me. You will make my fingers, my lips and my cock wet from you and when I am done I will hold you as you shake in my arms.  Whisper in your ear, and kiss you thoroughly... and send you back home.  As we both long for and anticipate the intoxicating moment when we are able to touch each other again. X

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Its so much better than saying I love you

Bound on my knees... a moment with my Sir

My Sir handed me a blindfold and kissed my lips.  "Beautiful, put this on."  Without hesitation I put the blindfold on.  He walked in front of me as he led me gently and but firmly into a room.  "Give me you hands" he said, his voice in my ear sending shivers up my spine.  Obediently, I held out my hands and he took them and I felt the cuffs being applied to my wrists.

 My heart filled with joy as I felt his hands trembling as he bound the buckles of my restraints.  I felt his breath quicken when my lips brushed his hand in a grateful gesture.  I knew that this was not a sign of weakness but of his desire for me. That giving him myself completely and totally trusting my body to him was the greatest gift I could give him.  I felt the ropes wined through my restraints at my wrists and he pulled my arms over my head. "On your knees." He whispered.  I nodded as I dropped to my knees, my arms over my head.  I lifted my blindfolded face to where his voice was coming from.   Instinctively I knew that I was between his legs and I opened my mouth, hoping to be rewarded with the taste of his cock
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I heard the smile in his voice, "Ah my beautiful sexy girl, you please me."  I smiled at the sound of his words, "Thank you, my Sir." I whispered, my lips brushing the tip of his cock which drooled precum on to my lower lip.  I felt it string across my lips as he gently slapped my cheek. "Good girl." He said then pushed himself deep into my mouth and down my throat....

photo credits from twitter! awesome pics...