Wednesday 19 February 2014

For Her Pleasure






She pushes his hands above his head, gliding her body up against his. She moves her knees over his shoulders and hovers her silk wet pussy over his face.
“I want you to fuck me with your tongue. Make me cum my pet”
Slowly she lowers herself on to his mouth. He licks her, savoring her sweetness, like his favorite flavor ice-cream. He starts slowly her demands where not specific he only has one goal. He circles her cleft with tip of his tongue occasionally flicking the ball of his tongue bar against her swelling bud.  She relishes in the heat of his tongue and the coolness of the metal against her warming skin. She lowers herself further on to his mouth.
He teases his tongue against her sensitive folds, occasionally dipping the tip of his tongue into her. She begins to grind her hips, taking what she wants. She lets him savor her for a short while, luxuriating in the feel of his stubble against her thighs. “Suck my bud” she demands, instantly he begins to suck on her clit. She moans softly. She feels a sensual pull deep within her and knows he is performing well. He sucks her, feels her clit twitch as he flicks his piercing against her ever growing sensitive spot, she cries out “Oh fuck” he sucks on her a little harder wanting to please his mistress and have her come undone above him. He stops sucking, then hastily begins to force his tongue in her soaking cunt.
“You taste amazing Mistress.” he mumbles against her wetness.
“Hush now my pet, no talking, more fucking.” she replies. He moves his tongue in and all around her wet pussy; he feels her tremble as his motions become quicker. Her head falls back, her hair sweeping across his hardened cock, it twitches slightly, this encouraging him further to please her, knowing if he does a good job he will be rewarded well.
She begins to move in a sexual frenzy wanting his mouth closer to her, his breathing becomes heavy as she pushes herself down on his mouth wanting to feel his tongue further inside her.
She feels a pull deep within her. He senses she is close, knowing that this may cause for a punishment but he really doesn’t care as he wants her come; moves his hand from above his head withdraws his tongue from her pussy and replaces it with two thick squared fingers, pushing them deep inside her, he teases her clit with his expert tongue while she screams out with pleasure, falling into an ecstatic orgasm. He licks franticly at her swollen pussy, enjoying the taste of her arousal.
Once stated and calm, she slowly retracts down his body and lies next to him. “You broke the rules” she states coolly “I said tongue only. What do you have to say for yourself pet?”
“Sorry mistress, I only wanted to make you happy.” He says coyly

“Well luckily for you Mistress is pleased.”

Wednesday 12 February 2014

At Masters Request

This linked to the prompt on Erotic Writing Prompts
I hope you enjoy my interpretation. 







I open the door to masters room. Placed on the dresser is a note penned delicately in his hand.

You will wait for me.
Kneeling, legs parted
and naked.
The only thing you will wear is this silk black blindfold.


Slowly I slip out of my clothes, fold them neatly and place them on the chair in the corner of the room.

I walk over to the spot I know I must frequent and position myself accordingly.

I place the blindfold across my eyes and fasten it in place. The coolness of the fabric against my warmed skin makes me shudder slightly.

I wait patiently for my master to arrive. The time always seems to tick by slowly while I wait for him. Seconds feel like minutes. Minutes feel like hours.

I hear the door open. I make no effort to move as I know this will displease my master. I sense him close by. I can smell his luxurious scent which tantalizes my senses.

He places his finger under my chin, making me look up at him. He releases me but I leave my head high. Master walks around me. Inspecting me. 
I hope I have presented myself well.

I sense his presence in front of me again. 

He traces his finger over my lips. “Well done my little one.” his voice is soft. His southern drawl washes over me and I begin to lose myself in the thoughts of what he has planned for me.