Tuesday, 25 June 2013

A Dominant start

A heady mixture of nerves and anticipation filled me as I walked towards the front door and reached for the doorbell. A distant chime rang out and I saw the hall light come on. I waited patiently, controlling my breathing as my heartbeat increased with each footstep I could hear approaching. The door opened and I was met with a broad smile.

“Hello Cam. It’s been far too long” She said, a subtle hint of Northern regions colouring the words “You’d better come in”

I stepped inside and she softly closed the door behind me. I took a moment to appraise her, taking in the heels, stockings and simple yet elegant dress before enveloping her in my arms and kissing her as if it were my last. The kiss held for an eternity, it was our first for a long time and took my breath away awakening senses my body had forgotten existed.  

“Evening kitten, it’s good to be back, that food smells delicious. Is it ready yet?” I asked

“No Sir” She said slipping instantly back to familiar ground “it will be another 20 minutes”

“20 minutes… I wonder how we can fill that”

I grinned broadly before pressing her back to the wall and kissing her again, this time with an added intensity. Our hands met and fingers entwined themselves briefly before I raised her arms above her head and grasped her wrists firmly in one hand, pinning her to the wall. My free hand explored her body, grasping her splendidly firm arse roughly then running a finger nail up the side of her dress and squeezing her boob. I felt her nipple harden against my palm through the thin linen of the dress.

“No underwear. Good girl, I approve”

She smiled at me, her beautiful face lit up and the twinkle in her eye drove the last hint of nerves from me. My body responded instantly and I felt adrenaline surging through my body driving the last vestiges of travel induced weariness from me and my blood pressure rising.  Keeping her hands pinned to the wall I found the zip on her dress and slowly moved it downwards, gazing into her eyes as I did. Her eyes darted nervously to the front door, it was part glazed and anyone coming to the door now would see us. The zip continued down until the material parted cleanly and fell open revealing her naked glory. Blood surged to my groin as I surveyed the delectable flesh that was mine to use as I saw fit. I released her hands and helped the dress to fall around her feet. Dressed only in stockings and heels Anne looked delicious and I was famished.
I took off my tie and wrapped it around one of her wrists then spun her slowly around so her arm was behind her and brought the other wrist to join it, binding them together gently but securely with the smooth silk.

“You looked away while I was undressing you. That’s rude and we don’t allow that sort of behaviour, do we?”

“No Sir, but I was concerned that someone would see...” she said

“That is my concern, not yours. When I am with you, I am the only thing that matters. You look me in the eyes and don’t concern yourself with anyone else. I can see you need a reminder”

Taking the free end of the tie I passed it between her thighs and pulled it upwards. The material pressed against her exposed pussy, finding its way between her pink fleshy lips as I tugged on it and pulling her wrists tight against her arse. I led her along the hallway using the tie as a guide, keeping it taught so it applied pressure to her clit as she walked. She looked nervous, I knew she didn’t like pain and didn’t enjoy being punished but the fear was combating arousal from being bound and the pressure on her clit.
The dining table was set for an intimate meal at one end but the rest was empty. Leading her to the table I eased the pressure on the tie and swapped hands, taking it from between her legs and slipping it off of one wrist.

“Lay across the table and spread your feet wide apart”

She didn’t question or protest and lay as instructed. I heard her gasp as her stomach and breasts pressed against the cold polished wood. Looping the tie around the table leg I bound her wrists again. She was now captive tied face down on the table with her head just reaching over one side and her perfect arse displayed beautifully on the other. Perfect.

I ran my hand across her back, feeling the tension in her muscles as she waited to see what I would do. She shivered as I traced the length of her spine, goosebumps racing down her arms and legs until I reached the smooth round flesh of her buttocks. Caressing them gently I squeezed them, enjoying the warm flesh in my hand before lifting my hand then slapping one cheek. She gasped as I struck again on the other cheek enjoying the sting of my palm and the ripple passing through her flesh as I spanked her. Something in the corner of my eye caught my attention and I paused, mid strike.

“Oh, now that looks interesting” I said, aware that she couldn’t see what I was looking at but not about to tell her. 

Sat on top of the piano in the corner was a riding crop. I picked it up and took a gentle swipe into my palm, testing the sensation. Standing behind her legs once more I touched the tip of the crop to her thigh and ran it across her flesh, enjoying watching her muscles tense as the leather pressed against her thighs and buttocks. I swiped it gently at first, enjoying the red line that briefly appeared on the pale flesh in response to the touch as much as the shocked yelp it elicited. The crop traced a line from her knee and up her inner thigh, slowly but not stopping until it was pressed against her pussy. It was tempting to hit it and see her reaction but just knowing it was there and that I could do it was enough for now.

“Now kitten, what will you remember to do next time?”

“Focus on you and only you, Sir”

“Good girl”

I walked around the table to stand by her head, unzipping my fly as I went and letting my cock spring free of the confined clothing. The sight of her nearly naked body bent over the table before me had left me fully engorged and my balls aching for release. I teased her buttock with the crop and she lifted her head to gasp, finding the swollen purple tip just inches from her open mouth as I thrust forward, filling it instantly. Her mouth was hot and her tongue adept at teasing my shaft as I used her mouth. Each swat of the crop on her buttocks caused a fresh gasp of hot air to escape her full mouth. The sensation of rushing hot air across my most sensitive flesh was exquisite and I struggled to control the pleasure filling my senses and to resist the urge to hit her more with the crop for the effect it had on me.

She sucked hard as I thrust into her mouth and I felt my balls tighten inexorably and the muscular tensing deep within me that was a precursor to orgasm. My thrusting stopped and my hands stilled as I let her tongue and the suction of her mouth finish me off. I leant on the table for support, bracing my arms either side of her. My buttocks clenched and my throbbing cock exploded inside her, pulsing again and again as she sucked and swallowed the contents of my aching balls, her tongue caressing the tip between spasms, cleaning it of the creamy fluid as it leaked from me. 

Removing the tie I released her arms and softly massaged her buttocks, kissing the red marks I’d left on her skin. Before pulling her upright and wrapping her I my arms, showering her lips and face with kisses.

“You are such a good girl kitten. Now that I’ve had my appetiser I think it must be time for food, although I have a specific dessert in mind for later…”

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Wednesday, 19 June 2013

A Travellers tale

Authors Note: Since the prompt this week was memories, I thought I'd post the first erotic story I ever wrote. It was created a long time ago and it serves to show how much my writing has improved recently so don't expect too much from it!


I frequently travel for my job and often find myself alone in a hotel in a strange city. Once you manage to overcome the fear of eating and drinking alone it isn’t too bad. As a result of this, I recently found myself sitting alone in a hotel bar with a good glass of red wine.

In these instances I like to indulge in a spot of people watching, which is always an entertaining way of spending time. You always seem to find common groups of people in hotel bars; there will be a nervous couple in a dark corner, they shouldn’t be together and are afraid of being seen by someone they shouldn’t so they laugh nervously and drink quickly so they can head off to a room somewhere. There will be a scattering of people on their own, probably on business as they are normally talking into their mobile or typing on a laptop and maybe a noisy group clustered round a table.

That evening I spotted someone else, there was an attractive brunette with piercing blue eyes and long shapely legs sitting by the bar. She was wearing a short dress and seemed to be on her own and surveying the room in a similar fashion to me - observing whilst feigning disinterest. As she looked round the room she swivelled on the stool and when she turned to face me I couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She smiled into her glass as she saw the surprise register on my face. As I looked into her eyes and returned the smile she parted her legs slightly to give me a better view of her naked pussy. I glanced round the room quickly and realised that no one else could see what I could.

Finishing my glass, I went to the bar and stood beside her to order another. She smiled and asked me if I’d liked what I’d seen. I could only answer honestly that I had. Had I explored the Hotel grounds? she asked. I hadn’t and since it was a warm summer evening we took our glasses out into the gardens. We wandered aimlessly through the grounds, chatting idly about nothing in particular until we reached a large tree, it’s branches hung down to the ground so you couldn’t see the trunk.

Without another word she ducked under the nearest branch and disappeared from view. After a second or two’s hesitation I followed her into the cool darkness and found her standing facing me naked, her dress laying on the ground beside her. I didn’t have time to enjoy the sight as she stepped towards me, wrapping her arms around me and kissing me with an urgency that took my breath away. She slid her hands under my shirt, as I ran my hand down her back and cupped her buttock with one hand, whilst reaching up to caress a breast with the other. She undid my shirt without breaking the kiss and ran her hands across my chest, raking her nails gently as she went. my left hand moved from her buttock, tracing a line across her hip and down her thigh, before sliding slowly up the inside of her legs to explore her wet pussy. She raised one leg and wrapped it around me as my finger slid into her, my thumb gently stroking her clit. Her breathing hardened and she undid my trousers letting them fall to the floor, revealing that I wasn’t wearing underwear either. She finally broke the kiss, kneeling down to run her tongue along the length of my shaft before taking it into her mouth, devouring me hungrily. The sensation was exquisite as she alternated between licking the tip of my cock and taking it deep into her mouth, sucking hard. It felt so good that I came hard after only a few minutes while I was still deep inside her mouth. She looked up into my eyes expectantly as I withdrew and I knew that it wasn’t over yet.

I picked her up and sat her on one of the branches, her back to the trunk of the tree. As I leant in to kiss her, my hands began exploring again. Tracing the outline of her breasts and flowing downwards. I broke the kiss and began kissing her neck and shoulders, exploring her upper body with my mouth while my hands explored the lower half. Her nipples hardened instantly as I kissed, around and over her breasts. She gave a little gasp as I flicked the tip of a nipple with my tongue as I sucked it. I worked my way down, over her flat stomach and down to the tops of her thighs. I teased her, kissing and licking them, just avoiding my obvious target. Finally I kissed her pussy, gently at first, lapping gently with my tongue on her clit, then more urgently as I responded to her body. Her breathing became faster and deeper as I played with her, slowly bringing her towards climax. As I sensed she was nearing her orgasm I took her clit into my mouth and sucked whilst still using my tongue to massage it. She finally came in a shuddering climax, her thighs clamped around my head until she slumped, sated against the tree. She lay there for a while, my eyes enjoying the sight of her naked body relaxed on the branch while I regained my clothing. When she opened her eyes and dropped to the ground she whispered ‘that was fantastic’ in my ear. Without another word she picked up her dress, wriggled into it ducked out from under the tree. Checking my clothing was in place I ducked out after her but she was already gone.

I never did get her name.

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Tuesday, 11 June 2013

The Perfect Dream

I drifted in the void between sleep and wakefulness, dimly aware that I was returning from the oblivion of sleep but unwilling to take the step to consciousness. I became aware of two facts.

One - I was massively aroused and fully engorged.
Two - it felt as though there was a practised mouth at work on my cock.

Not sure if I was still dreaming or really being woken this way, my body was in no hurry to change the current situation. Imagined or real, the sensations were electric as a hot mouth enveloped my cock. My mind wandered back to the events of last night in the hope of finding an answer. I’d been out drinking with my best friend Sarah. We’d been close for years and often went out for the evening when we were between partners. Usually one or other of us would strike it lucky and the other would go home alone but last night we’d both struck out and after one too many drinks we’d ended up sharing a taxi to my house where I’d collapsed into my bed and Sarah into the spare bedroom.

Opening my eyes I was shocked to find Sarah’s naked arse beside my head where she was kneeling as she sucked my cock. I couldn’t speak - and didn’t want to interrupt her. She may have been my best friend and we’d never done anything like this before but damn she was good at it! Her tongue was toying with me as her teeth gently grazed the sides of my shaft and one hand cupped my balls. It felt amazingly good. Rather than say anything I reached out with one hand and touched the beautiful round buttock beside me. She paused briefly, acknowledging that I was awake then returned her attention to my morning glory. Her arse was amazing. I’d never really looked at it this way before and certainly never from this angle. It was firm to the touch and beautifully rounded. I ran my hand over it, tracing the smooth lines of it all the way from her back round to her thigh and between them. My fingers found her pussy and I found that not only was it wonderfully damp already but that she was smooth shaven too. As my finger parted the entrance to her pussy and slid slightly inside her she responded instantly. The leg nearest me shifted over my head so that she knelt directly over my mouth in the classic 69 position. Her lips were still around me and her open, damp pussy suspended inches above my face was so inviting I couldn’t help but lift my head and kiss it.

Softly at first then harder, my tongue explored her delicious wet flesh, lapping at the soft skin and hungrily seeking her clit. She tasted divine. Her natural scent mingled with the flavour of her arousal and the taste saturated my senses, sending waves of pleasure through my brain. My tongue responded the only way it knew how and worked busily at her pussy, savouring the taste and the responses from her body as I licked and sucked. I could feel the involuntary contractions of muscles inside her as the ripples of pleasure shot through her in sympathy with the spasms currently racing through me in response to her talented mouth.  Our bodies worked beautifully together, my mouth devouring her pussy as she feasted on me. I reached around her legs and placed my hands firmly on her arse, running my hands down and inwards so  that my fingers met as they traced a path over the puckered flesh of her arsehole and passed onwards to the  oh so sensitive piece of flesh between arse and pussy. She responded by running a finger over me in exactly the same place and we could hold off no longer. We both came together. The muscular spasm forcing us even harder together briefly, her thighs clamping my head tightly in place as her pelvis bucked away from my outstretched tongue then we relaxed, slowly relinquishing our actions. She released my cock from her mouth and licked the tip gently, consuming all trace of my cum. The sensations were exquisite, each touch of her tongue sending an electric pulse through my groin and making me flinch on the border between pain and pleasure. I brushed my tongue slowly over her, delighting in the taste of her post orgasmic pussy but being very gentle and deliberately slow. She eased off of me and collapsed beside me, we lay there, breathing heavily, both awake and sated… for now.

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Wednesday, 5 June 2013

The masked ball

The party was in full swing, music was playing from speakers placed strategically around the room. It was quiet enough for civilised conversation without having to shout but loud enough to prevent eavesdropping from across the room. Everywhere he looked Jeff could see beautiful people dressed in expensive looking clothes that ranged from flowing silk ball-gowns to daring lace mini dresses that left little to the imagination. All of the partygoers had one common feature though even these varied massively from the plain to the gaudy, each was wearing a mask that concealed their identity.

With an hour to go until the planned reveal, Jeff was taking full advantage of the excellent wines that were on offer and was feeling increasingly relaxed in the strange surroundings. He wandered through the large house, soaking in the opulent surroundings but chatting to no one. Standing by the large doors that looked out onto the terrace he watched a couple head off into the shadows hand in hand.


Jeff turned to see two women addressing him. They were olive skinned, toned, petite and so similar in build they had to be related. All he could see of their faces was their beaming smiles and wide eyes that glinted mischievously. One was wearing a dress that was made of the brightest blue silk he had ever seen and it clung to her body like a second skin. She was short but beautifully formed with curves that he had trouble pulling his eyes away from. The other was wearing a tight black corset that gave her a tiny waist and emphasised her bust spectacularly.

“We noticed you don’t seem to be talking to anyone so we thought we’d introduce ourselves. I’m Emma and this is my twin sister Lucy”

“I’m Jeff. This is my first party here”

“We guessed.” Lucy said, grinning. “Would you like us to show you around?”

“How can I possibly refuse an offer like that?” Jeff smiled back

The three of them wandered through the downstairs rooms while the two women introduced him to an endless barrage of people, none of whose names he’d remember.

“Have you seen downstairs yet?” Emma asked.

“Downstairs? No, I didn’t know there was one” Jeff replied

The sisters exchanged looks and giggled. “Come with us” they said in unison.
Hidden in the corner of the largest reception room was a plain looking door that Jeff had assumed was a storage closet.

“I hope you aren’t easily shocked” said Lucy as she opened the door and ushered Jeff through.
As he stepped inside the door Jeff found himself at the top of a narrow staircase. Emma started down the stairs and Jeff followed her down the steep stairs, noticing as he did that the sound of the party above seemed to fade with each step. At the bottom there was a short corridor with a heavy looking door set into the wall. Approaching the door the only sound was the click of the women’s heels on the tile floor, no other sound was evident. Emma turned to look at him.

“Ready?” She asked

Jeff was intrigued and slightly unnerved by the absolute silence but wasn’t about to show that now. He nodded and waited as Emma opened the door. He stepped into another world. The room was brightly lit and busy with people, most of whom were naked with the bizarre exception of the masks they retained. The crack of a whip on flesh caused him to turn sharply right and he found himself staring at a slightly tubby middle aged man who was tied, spread-eagled upside down on a cross. A maze of bright red welts covered his back and buttocks. The shock must have shown on Jeff’s face.

“Too much?” Lucy asked, not waiting for an answer “There are two rules down here. The first is that you can do anything you want, or have anything you want done to you providing all parties involved are willing participants.”

“The second is that what happens here stays here. No photos, no boundaries and no talking about it outside of here.” Emma added

“So you’re saying that we can do anything we want?” He asked

“Yes. What do you fancy? We’re up for most things…”Lucy said, leaving the offer hanging

Jeff looked around the room, taking in the various areas that were visible from his current position. One wall was lined with shackles, straps and brackets, a number of which were in use. There was a man with his arms tied above his head and a woman with a leather flogger in her hands paying attention to his groin. His stifled cries were clear from across the room. Beside him was a woman tied across a table. Her wrists were bound to her ankles and she was being used by two men, one either end of her.

“Is there anything less painful on offer?” Jeff asked nervously

“Of course” Lucy replied “There are private rooms over here” 

She headed off towards a corridor and Jeff followed quietly, drinking in the scenes around him as he crossed the room. By the time they reached the private room he was feeling far more daring and incredibly horny, all too aware of the pressure building inside his trousers. The door closed behind him and Jeff slowly realised that he was alone in a room with both of the women.

“Do you think you can handle both of us?” Lucy asked as her silk dress fell to the floor.

Her naked body was even better than the silk had suggested. Her breasts were small but her large nipples were flushed a deep pink and standing proudly to attention. A narrow waist flowed into beautifully curved hips and on to long legs that ended in elegantly stiletto clad feet. She turned slowly around, letting Jeff see everything. Jeff’s pulse raced and his cock grew increasingly hard as her beautifully rounded buttocks and neatly trimmed pubis passed before him.

“I don’t know… but I need to find out” He replied.

“Then let me help you out of those clothes while you help Emma out of her corset.” She said

With that she started to undo the buttons of his shirt, kissing the skin of his chest that was exposed by each button. Jeff closed his eyes momentarily, savouring the feel of her lips on his body. His jacket and shirt were pushed from his shoulders and they fell to the floor at his feet. Her hands on his back and shoulders were gentle but confident as they traced the edges of his muscles and slid up his neck, her fingers burying themselves in his hair.

“Don’t forget Emma…” She whispered in his ear, biting the lobe sharply.

Jeff’s eyes popped open and he found Emma standing in front of him, she had her back turned to him and was naked apart from the corset, the intricate cords that held the back of the material led his eyes down to her delicious, full buttocks. Her figure was a perfect match for Lucy’s. He felt hands and lips exploring his back as he fumbled with the knots in front of him. His throbbing cock ached to be free of his trousers. Lucy pressed herself against his back, wrapping her arms around his waist, hard nipples squeezed against his back. Lucy’s hands expertly released his belt and trousers, letting them fall to the floor, setting his cock free momentarily before her hands wrapped around the shaft and began to stroke him.

The last of the tension in the corset released and it fell from her body leaving all three of them naked save for their masks. Emma backed into his arms, and he held her tightly, taking the opportunity to cup her breasts in his hands and squeezing her nipples between his fingers. Her neck was inches from his face and he kissed it tenderly while Lucy kissed his. The sensation of being kissed as he did the same was exquisite and felt quite surreal. Acting as one, the two women stepped back from him and each took one of his hands and turned him around. In front of him was a bed that he hadn’t noticed before, his attention had been so focussed on the women that he simply hadn’t paid any attention to the contents of the room. They led him to the bed and pushed him backwards on to it before climbing on beside him.

Lucy kissed him on the lips while Emma began kissing his thighs, senses overloading, he didn’t know where to concentrate first. He felt hands grasp his cock and begin to stroke it gently, the movements were slow and firm. Hot breath played across the tip of his throbbing member briefly only to be replaced the hot wet tip of a tongue tracing a line down the side of his shaft. Lucy raised herself from him, allowing a brief glimpse of Emma’s head buried in his crotch before the view was once more obscured as Lucy knelt astride his chest. The view up her body, across her flat stomach and to the underside of her breasts was superb. Her pussy was hot against his chest and as she inched forward the hair of Jeff’s chest tickled it causing her to giggle deliciously. Pinning his arms beneath her knees she shifted until her pussy was poised above his mouth. Her scent was intoxicating and he breathed in deeply, savouring it before extending a tongue to taste the sweet nectar of her arousal. Running his tongue around her damp lips he teased her, lapping at the succulent flesh softly at first, then building in intensity, faster and harder. Her arousal grew, he was dimly aware of her breathing becoming faster as he feasted on her and she lowered herself onto his mouth a little more with each tremor that passed through her thighs.

Jeff was so focussed on the delicious responses caused by his tongue that he barely noticed the shift in weight around his legs until he felt Emma’s knees press against the sides of his waist. She lowered herself slowly onto him, impaling herself on his achingly hard shaft. Sensations fought for dominance in his head as Emma’s hot, tight pussy clamped around his cock and Lucy’s sodden pussy filled his mouth with the taste of heaven and he struggled to retain control. The women rode him expertly, moving in unison, grinding themselves onto him, pleasuring themselves on him. Jeff felt his balls tighten as his climax built, his cock began to throb deep inside Emma, preparing to explode. He tried to delay it, to extend the moment of rapture a little further but it was impossible, his cock pulsed and he came inside her. Emma felt the pulse and slowed her pace, squeezing herself around him, milking his balls and responding to each pulse inside her. Lucy ground her pussy onto his mouth and he buried his tongue deep inside her before taking her clit between his teeth and sucking it hard. She came almost immediately, flooding his mouth with a new taste and clamping her thighs tightly around his head, squeezing as a wave of pleasure rolled through her.
They lay together for a while, softly caressing each other and kissing deeply, enjoying the simple pleasure of unhurried contact.

“Time to go” Said Lucy “We need to be upstairs shortly for the unmasking. Oh, and next time… I want your cock”

Jeff grinned, he liked the sound of there being a next time.

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