Change

"Yes, everything changes, everything grows, everything morphs. That is what life is all about. Sometimes, we change together, and sometimes we don't."

Do You Like It?

 

“Do you really like it?”

“I love it.”

“Don’t you think it’s too…?”

“It’s perfect.”

“Do you want to touch it?”

“Yes.”

“Taste it?”

“Yes. I want to squeeze it, and lick it, and nibble it.”

Delicious shivers run through me.

“And then I want to thrust my cock in it and fuck you so hard.”

My heart races.

“What would you do to have it?”

“Anything.”

“Anything?”

“Yes.”

I smile. A slow, wicked smile.

“Get down on your knees.”

Crazy For You

 There are many songs from Adele that I really like, but this is my favorite one.

Crazy For You - Adele

Found myself today singin' out loud your name
You said I'm crazy, if I am I'm crazy for you
Sometimes sittin' in the dark wishin' you were here turns me crazy
But its you who makes me lose my head

And every time I'm meant to be acting sensible
You drift into my head and turn me into a crumblin' fool
Tell me to run and I'll race if you want me to stop I'll freeze
And if you and me gonna leave just hold me closer baby
And make me crazy for you, crazy for you

Lately with this state I'm in I can't help myself but spin
I wish you'd come over, send me spinning closer to you
My, oh my, how my blood boils a sweet taste for you
Strips me down bare and gets me into my favorite mood

I keep on tryin' fightin' these feelings away
But the more I do the crazier I turn into
Pacin' floors and openin' doors
Hopin' you'll walk through and save me boy
Because I'm too crazy for you, crazy for you

Whatever I Want - Part 3

“Hold on to the headboard.” I say, sitting by his side on the bed.

He looks straight into my eyes and obediently grabs the headboard.

I lean over and give him a soft kiss on the lips.

“Who does this mouth belong to?” I ask against his mouth.

“It belongs to you.” He answers.

“Who does these sweet nipples belong to?” I pinch his nipples gently.

“They belong to you.”

“Who does this cock belong to?”

“It belongs to you.”

“Yes, it does belong to me, so I think it’s better if I write my name on it, don’t you think?”

“Yes.”

I reach for the lipstick on the bedside table and very carefully, draw the letters of my name on his cock.

“There.” I smile. “It looks even better with my name on it.”

He lifts his head from the pillow and looks at his cock. He smiles.

“Spread your legs.” I say.

He obeys.

I sit between his legs and carefully put the cock ring on him. He tenses, but says nothing. I spread some lube on the palm of my hand and take a hold of his cock, stroking it a few times. He sighs with pleasure.  My name becomes a red blur.

“Look at me.”

He raises his eyes to meet mine.

“You are not allowed to cum, unless I give you permission. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

I move my hand up and down his cock, watching it disappear inside my curled fingers.  I stroke it very, very slowly. It feels so warm, so hard and delicious. I caress his balls, and then his cock again. I move my hand a little faster and keep it this way for a while.

His body tenses and he let out a low groan, clutching the headboard tighter.  I take my hand away and wait for a few moments, watching with fascination as his cock strains for relief. I start moving my hand again, paying close attention to every reaction of his body. I stop as I see he’s close to his orgasm. I do it for several more times, bringing him right to the brink of his orgasm and then denying him the pleasure.

 I start stroking him again and his cock becomes impossibly hard in my fist. I know he is closer than ever now.  I stop.  He winces, mouth open and groans with desire. A few drops of cum dribble down his cock. Power, sweet and heady runs through me. I want this man. I want him so badly I can hardly breathe.

I straddle him, pull my panties to the side and lower myself slowly on his hard cock. I shudder with pleasure.

“Fuck me now.” I command.

He obeys.

Whatever I Want - Part 2

I brush my lips over his and give him a long, lingering kiss as I run my hands down his chest, reach for his nipples, and pinch both of them as hard as I can. He draws a sharp breath.

“Do you want me to stop?” I whisper into his ear.

He shakes his head. The look in his eyes tells me all I need to know – he wants this as badly as I do.

 “Do whatever you want.” He answers.

I kiss his neck, then trail soft kisses along his chest, finding one nipple and feeling it with my lips. I suck it into my mouth, take it between my teeth and bite it lightly. He sighs. I bite it harder. He makes a sound on the back of his throat, making me burn inside. I want to hurt him. I want to own him.  I slide my hand down to his cock and stroke it slowly, gently, watching as it gets hard in my hand.

“You have the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen.” I say, my hand going down to his balls and then back to the head of his cock. “And I’ve been having very dirty thoughts about it.” I continue, sliding my hand up and down his shaft. “I can’t stop thinking about it... The things I want to do with it, the ways I want to use it.”

He looks at me with expectation.

“Do you trust me?” I ask.

He swallows before he answers. “Yes.”

I smile, untie his hands and put the belt aside. I see relief in his eyes.

“Go to the bedroom, lie on the bed and wait for me.”

He walks out of the room.

From the first drawer of his desk, I take a beautiful dark red lipstick I made him buy for me, a tube of lube, and a cock ring. I go to the kitchen and get a glass of wine. I make him wait, as he had done to me so many times before.

I lean against the bedroom door frame and watch him on our bed.

“Are you ready to play a little game?” 

Whatever I Want - Part 1

“Take off your clothes.” I say, looking up at him.

He hesitates for a moment, then starts unbuttoning his shirt. He is excited, I can feel it, but he doesn’t know what to expect from it, from me. My eyes follow his movements. My heart beats fast I watch him undress, and faster as he unbuckles his belt; the same one he used on my ass last night.

He stands naked in front of me. The body I adore, completely exposed, available to me.

“Give me your belt.” I demand.

Without looking away from him, I take the belt and feel the weight and texture of it in my hand. I smile.

“Turn around.” I say.

He obeys.

I trace his back with the belt, run it down over his ass and the back of his thighs. I take a long breath watching his muscles getting tense.

“Spread your legs.” I say, lightly slapping his ass with the belt.

Once again, he does what I want. Confidence grows inside me.

I caress the insides of his thighs, slide my hand between his legs and reach for his balls, gently stroking them from behind. I run a finger from his balls to his asshole and let it linger there for a while. He clenches his fists. My cunt throbs.

“Put your hands behind your back.” I command.

I tie up his wrists with the belt, then make him turn around to face me.

This man left red welts on my ass last night. He made me crawl on the floor and beg to have a taste of his cock. He used, tortured and fucked me. He gave me pain and he gave me pleasure. Just because he could.

But tonight he is mine, and I’ll do to him whatever I want. Just because I can.

Sweet Torture

“I have something for your pretty tits.” He says, taking something from a drawer in his desk.

Nipple clamps.

He holds them in front of me, shows me how they work and how tight they can get as he pulls the chain that connects the clamps.  My heart beats faster.

I nervously look at him and then to the clamps. 

“Are you going to put them on me?”

“Maybe.” He says, putting them aside.

He makes me take off my shirt and bra and straddle his lap, facing him. He kisses me softly on the lips. He touches my nipples with the tip of his fingers, rolls them between his finger and thumb and lightly pinches and tugs. They respond instantly to his touch, getting hard and tight.

“Is it going to hurt?” I ask. I can’t stop thinking about it now.

“Yes.” He answers.

I bite my lower lip, looking down at my hands.

“Do you want me to hurt you?”

“I think I do.” I say, weakly.

“Good. Then ask me to put them on you.”

I hesitate.

“Would you please put them on me?” I ask, blushing.

He looks into my eyes, then reaches for the clamps again. He pinches one of my nipples and gently puts the clamp on it. I hiss at the pain. He does the same on the other nipple.  I close my eyes and take a shaking breath. It hurts so much; I had no idea.

He watches me for a moment, holds the chain, slowly pulls me towards him and kisses me. I gasp against his mouth, feeling the clamps getting tighter. Still he kisses me, and despite the pain, I open my mouth and kiss him back, relishing the feeling of his soft tongue against mine.

He opens his legs a bit to put a hand between my legs and touches me through my panties. They are already soaked. He pulls it to the side and slips a finger into my cunt.

“So hot and wet and needy.” He murmurs close to my ear, as he slowly fucks me with his finger.

Boldly, I press my cunt against his hand and feel his finger going deeper. He pulls the chain again, making the clamps get even tighter on my nipples.

 I cry out, not sure if it’s for pain or pleasure. I can’t think clearly anymore.

He slides his finger on the folds of my cunt, strokes it softly, then touches my clit and starts rubbing it. He is merciless. He knows exactly how to touch me, how to push me over the edge. I feel my orgasm getting closer and closer as he rubs faster. My body shudders with need. I moan and clutch at his shoulders.

“May I cum, Sir?” I ask, breathlessly.

Our eyes lock.  I hold my breath, hovering on the brink of my orgasm, waiting for his answer, his command.

“Yes, you may.” He answers, releasing me from the torture.

The world fades away as I cum, desperately, furiously, my hips jerking against his hand. For a long moment, I don’t move; I simply stay there, eyes closed, gasping with delight. 

Then he gently takes off the clamps. It hurts more than when he put them on, but the pain quickly subsides, as he ever so slightly, slides his tongue on my sore nipples and kisses them tenderly.

I sigh, happy, satisfied, but I know this was just the beginning of a long night... And I can't wait for more.

This story was inspired by these cute nipple clamps. Thanks to Eden Fantasys - a sex toys store - for sending them to me. 

Brazilian Wax

The video quality is not good, but this is so funny!

And yes, it DOES hurt. A lot!

Hungry

Through the dim light coming from the window, I watch you sleep.  It’s not morning yet, but I’m awake. I’m hungry.  I’m hungry for your cock. I kneel on the bed next to you and quietly, very carefully slide the covers off your naked body. You stir, but don’t wake.  I look at your face, the curve of your shoulders, the hair on your chest, your nipples, begging to be kissed. I bend over and put my face close to your cock; your scent makes my cunt tingle.

I trace the length of your cock with the tip of my tongue.  I kiss the head and then take it in my mouth, feeling the taste, the texture, the warmth; it’s already getting hard. I feel your hand on the back of my head; shivers run down my spine.

I move my mouth up and down your cock. I take my time; I lick, I suck, I moan, I sigh. I was born to do this. I suck a little harder and fondle your balls with my hands.  I want to feel the taste of your cum on my tongue. I want it. I need it. Oh, cum for me my dear, my Sir.

You push your cock deeper into my mouth and hold my head in place. My heart beats faster. Your delightful taste finally invades me and I swallow down every precious drop. 

Smiling, I leave a trail of kisses from your groin to your mouth.  I kiss your lips, your nose and your eyes. You laugh, holding me tight in your arms. I rest my head on your shoulder, content. I can go back to sleep now.

Ready For Him

“Spread them.” He says.

I comply, holding the cheeks of my ass apart, my face pressed against the mattress. I look at the bottle of lube and the beautiful glass dildo he had placed on the bed. I try to avoid his gaze; he knows how embarrassing and arousing it is to me.

“Yes, just like that.” He says approvingly.

He approaches me from behind and touches my cunt with his fingers; he teases, caresses, explores. I feel the warmth of his body and his breath close to me. I gasp as he slides his hot, wet tongue along the line of my ass. He licks and kisses me there until I’m breathless.

Then he nudges my legs further apart and slowly, gently starts fucking me with his fingers. One finger in my cunt, one in my asshole. My moans grow louder and louder; I want him to never stop.

Too soon, he pulls his fingers out of me.                                          

“Get the dildo and the lube.” He commands.

I hold the dildo in one hand and the lube in the other, looking back at him.

“Now spread the lube on the dildo and put it in your ass.”

I’m nervous and excited. My hands shake as I spread the lube on the toy.

I look at him once again, take a deep breath and press the tip of the dildo against my asshole. It’s deliciously smooth and hard. Very slowly, I push it into my ass until almost the entire length is inside me. I can feel the muscles of my ass throbbing as I thrust the dildo in and out. I let out a long sigh of pleasure.

“You want to make this ass nice and good for me, don’t you?” He asks with a low voice.

I want to answer but I can’t form words anymore. He kneels between my calves and grabs my hair in his fist, drawing my head back.

“Don’t you?” He repeats, biting the side of my neck and holding me very close.

“Oh god, yes... yes.”

I feel his hard cock pressing against my ass, his breath close to my ear and the dildo stretching me. I’m breathing hard, every nerve of my body is sensitized.

“Are you ready to have my cock in your ass?”

“I’m ready, I’m ready.” I’m on fire, lost in complete surrender.  

This is the dildo (The Ocean Breeze) that inspired this story. Thanks to Eden Fantasys (an adult toys store) for sending it to me.