e[lust] #3



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♦ This Week’s Top Three Posts ♦

Presence – I wish that you would look at me now. I am willing you to look at me now, over her body, rocking with the motion of her mouth. But you do not.

Restraint – “Do you like what you see?” the blonde asks. “Are you excited by what’s before you?” the redhead enquires. He nods.

What Not to Fetishwear – DON’T wear a PVC sleeveless vest if you fall into the rotund category. You will look like a bowling ball. With chubby arms.

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Fucking for Art – The proximity of their nakedness and my scrutiny resulted in this beautiful agony of arousal for them both. I asked if they would feel comfortable doing some poses of vaginal penetration for me, and they readily agreed.

♦ Featured Post ♦

The Naked Truth – He didn’t just write a pretty story we could act out, he worked hard to delicately lay us out on the page together, as we are.

See also: Pleasurists #56 and #57 for all your sex toy review needs

good little puppy

*** The following is an erotic post on “puppy play” written in collaboration with an anon admirer. Puppy play is a very specific fetish. It’s not for everyone and it is NOT bestiality! You’ve been warned. ***

“Sushi! Forgot! I picked it up late last night!,” Master said as he retrieved the contents from the fridge. He carefully arranged all the ingredients on a plate and came back into the living room where I politely waited.

“Bring that cute little mouth over here and I’ll feed you some,” he says to me as he carefully places a piece in his mouth using the chopsticks.

I move quickly and sit on the floor in front of him, my mouth opens and my tongue rolls out in acceptance of his offering.

“What a good puppy!”, he coos. “Hungry girl?”

I nod enthusiastically and accept his first offer. Through my happy chews I hear Master say, “We’ll use sushi for treats to teach the puppy something fun!” I look at Master quizzically.

“I’ve got some tuna, salmon and California rolls…. and a hard cock… and soy sauce and wasabi.”

I begin to salivate at the word cock. My heart skips a beat and my clit begins to throb. I feel a small gush of wetness between my legs. Dressed in only my choke collar, I become aware of the vulnerability of my state.

“If puppy does the right things with this hard cock, she’ll get bits of sushi,” he instructs. “Can you do it girl?”

Quietly, I nod.

“Good girl!” His face lights up in approval.  “Let’s see if you remember what we’ve learned so far. Wrap your paw around my cock and stroke it…right in front of your face…”

I move between his legs as he takes his cock out of his trousers. My paw reaches out and wraps my fingers around it, gripping strongly. I begin slowly stroking up and down his hard shaft. My eyes focused on my movements, my mouth begins to salivate as I move my hand up the shaft, over the head, giving it a little twist before rolling it back down the shaft.

“Mmm, good girl,” Master says, pleased. “Here’s a bit of California roll for you. Open wide.” He offers the food to my waiting mouth with chopsticks. He delicately places the treat on my tongue and I carefully take it into my mouth. “There you go,” Master smiles. “Good puppy. Keep stroking and remember to keep your eyes on Master’s. You might miss something important!”

I nod in agreement, keeping my eyes on Master’s as I continue my stroking. I begin to move a little faster.

“Does puppy remember how to lick and suck Master’s balls while she strokes him?”

I nod enthusiastically.

“Do it, puppy… do it for me.”

I lean forward, stroking his cock in my paw, while my mouth latches on to one ball. I suck it into my mouth and roll it around. My tongue lathers Master’s ball in saliva. I let it pop out as I move to the next one, taking it into my mouth and lathering it with the same affection as the last.

“Oh fuck yes,” Master exclaims. “Good puppy… good girl.. you’ve earned some tuna. Come here and open up, but remember to keep stroking.”

Releasing Master’s ball from my mouth, I move it closer to his hands. I stroke his cock as my mouth is ready for my treat. Master offers me fresh red tuna, dipped in soy sauce and wasabi with some rice from his chopstick. “There you go, you good, good puppy.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“What a good girl you are! I haven’t had to yank your choke collar one single time! Does puppy need water? Your dish is full, on the floor next to me. Take a drink and move back into place.”

I slowly get down on all fours and lean over the water dish. I lap at the water trying not to get it everywhere. It drips off my chin and splatters a bit on the floor. Knowing Master prefers me to lap it up like a good puppy, I don’t begin to suck it into my mouth like a good human girl would.

Seeing my hesitancy at the mess I’ve made, Master reassures me , “You’re a sloppy little thing, but you’re just a puppy, so I’ll make allowances. Come back to me and squat.”

I move quickly before him, squatting, feeling the last of the water dribble down my chin and onto my breast.

“Good girl. Puppy smells excited. Is my bitch in heat?”

I blush and feel my face heat up. “Yes, Master.”

“Sweet little thing, so cute! Reach your paw between your legs and bring it back to show Master.”

I run my paw along my slit, feeling the wetness on the back of my thumb and bringing it up for Master’s inspection.

“My little bitch in heat,” he smiles. He takes a piece of salmon on rice in his chopsticks and reaches between my legs. He slides the meat through my slit, catching my wetness. I shiver from the feel of Master’s foreign touch. I have never felt anything like that before. I watch him, hungrily, as he bites off a bit, savoring the taste, chewing slowly and finally swallowing.

“Here, good girl,” Master offers the rest to me. “Taste your lust along with your food.” I take his offering and enjoy the taste of me as well. “Don’t you taste good, puppy? Master loves it, you good girl.”

“Now,” he places his dish down and pats his knees with both hands. “Does puppy remember how bitches in heat get fucked from behind? Does she remember how to offer her bottom to Master?”

My clit pulses immediately and I smile. I turn away from Master quickly, getting down on all fours. I press my face and elbows against the floor as my ass raises in the air. I open my legs nice and wide, offering myself to him.

“Puppy’s pussy is so cute! Wet and swollen. Her little clit popping up rigid.  Does puppy want Master to fuck her like she’s a grown-up bitch?”

“Yes, Master,” I can barely get the words out. “Puppy would very much like that… please.”

“Does puppy need to pee first? There’s newspaper in the corner. You may want to be empty before I shred your puppy cunt.”

I blush, biting my lower lip. I don’t want to go to the corner to relieve myself. Yet, I feel like I need to.

Sensing my hesitation Master continues, “Good puppies pee when Master lets them, so they don’t have accidents. Only you know what you need to do. Go if you need to, then come back and offer me your tail again.”

Not wanting to make any accidents, I reluctantly crawl to the corner. I turn away from Master and brace myself with my hands on either wall. I squat over the paper and slowly let myself go. I urinate slowly onto the newspaper. It dribbles and stops frequently from my embarrassment. I begin to hear the sounds of a puddle being formed. Once finished, I wait for the last few drops to fall and slowly crawl back to my Master. I assume the position I was in before, offering my backside to him.

“Mmm my sweet little bitch. You are in heat, so wet and swollen and ripe. Does puppy want Master to fuck her? She’s just a baby. Does she want to be fucked like a grown-up bitch?”

“Yes, Master, “I whimper. “I want you to fuck me like a grown-up bitch. I know it would please you so. Do you think my pussy can handle it?”

“Puppy has to grow up sometime, “Master answers. “It’ll hurt, but puppy knows Master loves her, right?”

“Yes, Master. I know you love me. You take very good care of me,” I grin happily.

“Here, good girl,” Master reaches for a California roll with his chopstick and brings it over to my mouth. “I’ll feed puppy while I fuck her, and that way, she’ll learn.”

“Thank you, Master,” I manage to say through my chewing.

As I chew my treat, Master nudges the swollen head of his deck between my cunt lips. They are soft, swollen and wet. I wriggle my little hips to receive him and moan deeply, not because of the treat in my mouth. I push back, aching to please Master, feeling my clit throbbing furiously.

“My poor puppy,” Master sarcastically pouts. “It makes me ache to see you grow up. This will hurt a little, for a little while. Does puppy remember how to beg for what she wants?”

I blush as I nod.

“If puppy want Master’s cock, his cum, she’d better beg. Beg for it bitch!” His tone gets aggressive. “Don’t make me beat the puppy. DO.. IT!”

“Yes, Master!” I scramble for the words. “Oh please please Master. Please fuck my puppy pussy with your cock. I want Master’s cock. Please fuck me. I want Master to cum inside my pussy. I want to feel him spill out of me.”

Master interrupts my pleas and slams into me, tearing my insides as he reaches deep within my cunt. Thrusting his dick against my cervix, so tiny and so tight.  I gasp from the sharp pain and grunt. My teeth grit together and I try to continue my pleas. Like a hound, enraged by my heat, thinking only of being the sire to his bitch, Master fucks puppy furiously, pounding her, controlling her with one hand on the back of her neck, while the other on her hip.

“Thank you Master, ” I manage to sputter between thrusts, moaning loudly.

“Keep begging you little bitch,” Master growls. “If you don’t want it, I’ll pull out of you and shoot my cum onto the floor and waste it….”

“NO! No, Master,” I plead. “I want your cum inside me. Please keep fucking me. I want you. Please use me for your pleasure.”

Master pounds puppy brutally, like an animal, pushing barks and howls from her throat. “Howl bitch! Let everyone know puppy’s getting fucked!”

My throat erupts into guttural howls. Each thrust makes me groan louder than the last. Each growl, bitch-like. Panting like a bitch in heat, my face pressed into the carpet, getting burned. “Thank you Master. Oh please Master. Give me all of you.”

“Let everyone in the neighborhood know you’re getting fucked,” He yells. “Horny, slutty, bitch! Waiting for any dog in the alley to come and take you. Scream it! Master’s fucking puppy so fucking hard!”  Master is so close to the edge as he pounds his puppy hard. Both of his hands go to my neck and wrap around my sweet throat.

I scream between thrust and grunts, “Master’s…*thrust* …Fucking… *grunt* …Puppy… *thrust.. .SOooo … *thrust*… Fucking… *grunt*… HARD!”

“You won’t need a collar as long as I have hands, ” Master growls.

A flood of wetness erupts as I feel his hands take possession over me.

“Every time I touch you lightly between your shoulder blades with a fingertip, you’ll remember Master,” he teases. “Oh fuck, you are getting so wet you bitch… fuck.”

“Yes, Master,” I coo. “I am your puppy. You own this little puppy. Please Master, cum inside your puppy cunt.”

“Oh fuck!” Master intensely thrusts deep, up my spine and let’s go, flooding my puppy cunt with his cum. Jet after jet after jet filling me up. “Fuuuck!” My cunt squeezes tightly, feeling every drop, every pulse. Master pulls me hard onto him, making me yelp, as his spurting subsides. He holds her there, savoring her filling her. “My sweet puppy,” he pants. “My good girl.”

I am panting hard, my cunt twitching as I enjoy the feel of Master. I feel an intense happiness of his ownership of me and my willingness to please him.  Master bends over me, his chest pressed into my back, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me close for nuzzles and kisses as his cock goes soft inside my little cunt. “My good girl, my sweet puppy…”

My eyes close and I smile. I savor the feel of Master and the warmth of his words. Master offers me more fish and soy sauce and wasabi and rice on chopsticks. “Here, good girl… here’s a treat for you…”

I happily take my treat, knowing that my treat has already been given.

shower

It doesn’t matter how clean you get in the shower, the mind is still a dirty thing…

Feeling the hot water beating down my flesh, I feel the urge for release. Prepared, I brought the waterproof pocket vibe into the shower and placed it on the tile behind the soap. It’s rare that I have a partner in the small shower and even rarer that our bodies line up correctly for a good shower fuck. Today was my indulgence in a fantasy.

I prop my leg up on the corner, feeling the heated water spilling down my ass and over my cunt. My right hand holds the vibrator against my clit and my mind begins to wander. There you are behind me, your hands on my hips as you tease my cunt lips with your cock. I feel the head of you sink into me as the vibe on my clit causes my knees to go weak from the sudden intensity.

My face presses against the cold tile. My wet hair smeared over my lips and cheek. My left hand lays flat against the tiles as my hips rock against the vibe. Panting, I focus on the feel of hot water dripping down my cunt and the vibrations on my clit. I press my breasts against the shower wall and my nipples grow erect from the chill that quickly heats. Soft moans escape my lips as my knees bend, causing my back to arch and my ass to rise.

My cunt is spread wide. My mind fantasizes about the feel of you deep inside me. Your thrusts lifting me to the tips of my toes. My muscles start to ache and my toes curl. My body presses harder against the tiled wall as my moans grow louder. My hand presses the vibe harder against my clit. I feel the tingle explode and my clit throbs. As the water falls on my body, I fall into my pleasure. My voice breaks into screams and they bounce beautifully off the shower walls. I can’t help but grin as my screams echo. I have a vision of being a porn star, bent over in the shower, body wet, wet hair smeared all over my face, my mouth open and my face a mixed vision of pleasure and pain.

Trembling my hand takes the vibe away. Suddenly, I feel dizzy and I stand up straight and lean against the wall. I laugh softly to myself as my pants continue. My fingers curl against the wall as my mind drifts back to what just happened. God how I loved hearing my screams bouncing off the shower walls. Wish you could have been there….

e[lust] #2

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♦ This Week’s Top Three Posts ♦

The Heart of Darkness - “I swear that man can sense my fear like a hound scenting a rabbit, and just like the hound, his blood rises to it.”

 

Forever… – “Forever is a beautiful idea, a wonderful goal, but it’s not a magic spell.“

 

His First Fuck - “He stood there, obviously nervous, obviously aroused by what he had been witness to seconds earlier.”

 

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I Dare You - “Aided by our clutches of printed papers, me hiding my nipples that could cut glass and him hiding the hard bulge in his dress pants, we scurried back to our cubes where the messages flew back and forth.”

♦ Featured Post ♦

 

Who am I? – “I’ve been through a lot of shit in my life and couldn’t fit it all on one piece of poster board.”

 

See also: Pleasurists #55 for all your sex toy review needs

my release

He had spent all weekend using me for his pleasure. It was my turn to experience ultimate pleasure. Sometimes, a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do.

Creeping into the bedroom, closing the door behind me, leaving the world, I strip my clothes to reveal my primal flesh. I need a great release. I want to bring myself to an amazing crescendo. It takes a special combination of toys to achieve my brilliant orgasms. I reach for the eroscillator and my dildo.

I turn the vibrator on and run it’s tip along my clit and down my cunt lips. I feel the wetness begin to collect. I grab the lube and my dildo. I apply an ample amount of lube to the cock and stroke it gently, spreading the wetness evenly, allowing my lubed fingers to dip into my cunt once finished.

Slowly I push the cock head against my cunt. It slides in with resistance as my muscles adjust to the girth. I slide it in as far as it will comfortably go and reach for the vibe once more. Legs spread, I press the tip of the vibe against my clit. Immediately my muscles clamp and my clit throbs.

My hips grind and roll and I begin thinking of you. I imagine your hands all over my body. I can feel you pinching my nipples as I touch my own. Your tongue on my cunt as I feel the first wave of pleasure take me. My screams echo off the walls as I submit to the orgasm. My legs quiver and I pant. I have to remove the vibe from my clit for just a moment until the sensitivity subsides.

With a wickedly greedy grin, I go for my second orgasm. I have to work harder for this one. My body tries to deny me, but I know it all too well. I press the vibe hard against my clit and roll my hips into it. I feel my muscles clamp down harder on the cock within me and the second wave of pleasure takes me. It’s not as strong as the first but still has me screaming in pleasure. As I come down from the sexual high, I feel an ache. My muscles have begun gripping tightly around the cock

Should I stop?

No.. I have one more in me. Embracing the ache, I turn the vibe to it’s highest setting. With a renewed obsession, I focus all my energies on obtaining just one more orgasm. My hips grind harder and my legs spread wider. I feel my clit throbbing and my muscles contract and I groan as my final wave takes me. I become even more aware of my soreness and I begin to wonder if I had pushed myself too far.

No, never. Even as my body painfully resists letting the cock slide out of me, I know it was exactly what I needed.

e[lust] #1

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At Your Service - His hand pushes on my thigh and I turn away from him, allowing him to inspect my ass. His hands spread my ass cheeks and again I flood with wetness.

 

Cinderella – “‘I want to fuck you…’ he growled, nipping at her neck and kissing down over her breasts, biting at her nipples through the fabric, making her cry out.

Anal Sex Pt 2: The Ins and Outs of Butt Sex - Butt sex is what you make of it. Enjoy yourselves, be careful, and try everything that looks interesting.

 

Editor’s Pick:

The Slut Chronicles #5 – The Flight Delay – “When her eye caught his blatantly checking her out, he only grinned wider, with no remorse at all and it was she who blushed furiously.”

 

A note from the editor: And so it begins…

 

See also: Pleasurist’s #54 for your sex toy review needs.

 

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Erotic Writing

 

Just A Little Taste
Older and Better Than Ever
Good Morning
Your Eyes
MFM: The Student. The Teacher.
Get Me Off
The Club & Introductory Note
Don’t Come
The City
Howl at the Moon
Rimjob
Consumed
The Devil Inside
One of the Greats
Room Service

 

Kink & Fetish

 

A Busy Night
Bad Taste?
Protocols
The Illusion of Beginning: Pt 1
“You hit me…”
Reconnecting
Too Many Buttons
Nadia’s Wishing Box
The Mason Jar
So Sexy Boots

 

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

 

Swing Shift Vol. 18 – Safe Sex and Getting Tested
Libido Resurrection Programme™
Check Up
Oh, Baby, Baby
UnderRated: Fucking the Mind

 

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

 

Vixen Invites
I’m Quoted in Time Out NY!
Top Five Tuesday – Euro Studs
She Makes Me Feel Like a Whore

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the date

He had actually won the contest weeks ago, but he insisted on doing things right. We had spent the last few weeks getting to know each other not only as man and woman, but as dominant and submissive. I held my breath as I sent him a photo of my face. Would he like it? Would he still be attracted to me? Lucky for me, he definitely was still interested. More so now, than before, and he was exactly as I had imagined. Defined, masculine features, softened by the look of his lips and the colors of his eyes.

The last few weeks were filled with intensity. Daily messages turned into daily phone calls. His voice was deep and pronounced and made me tingle all over. Every time a new email arrived in my inbox, I smiled. When my IM blinked with a new message from him, my heart skipped a beat. Above all else, the webcam sessions leading up to our official date pushed me over the edge of anticipation. I could not wait to see him.

Under Masters permission and guidance, this new man became my Sir. He treated me kindly and affectionately as a new pet. When discipline was needed, his requests were followed out by Master, with the promise that it would be made up for once we met. My heart opened up to Sir and I welcomed him into our lives. The anticipation of meeting me made me both nervous and excited.

So as the day to meet him has rapidly approached, I find myself in a mixture of emotions. Dressed in a simple sundress and heels, I await for Sir to arrive. Anxiously, I wait as passenger after passenger arrives in the baggage claim area. I’m biting my lower lip and wringing my cold hands. My tummy making flips as I feel light headed from what very little I ate this morning. Master dropped me off to meet Sir at the terminal, since Sir had some immediate plans upon his early morning arrival. I was curious as to what his plans will be, but my thoughts are interrupted as my eyes glimpse at the pair of shoes that have stopped before me. Slowly my eyes travel up the legs, over the belt, along the buttons of a dress shirt and along the lines of chin, nose and until finally meeting eyes. His eyes. The eyes I have seen many times through a computer screen, are finally alive and right in front of me. I blush as I take in the smell of him. His hand reaches over and cups my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes as he leans down and pecks my cheek ever so softly. I giggle and smile and he returns the smile, chuckling softly as well.

He presses his hand into the back of my neck and wraps his fingers around. I hold my breath as he pushes me forward to the baggage carousel. In silence we wait together as the parade of luggage passes us. He let’s go only to collect his bag. With bag in one hand and laptop slung over his shoulder, he guides me outdoors where he waves down a cab. I’m pushed into the vehicle and as the door closes, Sir exchanges a few words with the driver before taking his seat beside me.

Traffic is heavy as the cab begins to make its way through the city. Sir’s fingers trace the back of my neck and goosebumps erupt all over my scalp. I purr softly. Remembering that I am to show Sir a pleasant time just as much as he is taking me on a date, my hand wanders to his leg. My fingers run along his inner thigh and I hear him inhale sharply. I catch a glimpse of the cab driver’s eyes in the rear view mirror and I pause. Sir’s hand tightens around the back of my neck and I resume my caresses.

Slowly, my hand moves up and down his inner thigh. I let it slide to his crotch and am greeted by the warmth of his growing erection. My heart skips a beat as it is the first time I can feel his cock. My hand presses into his crotch and contours around the shape of his cock. I moan softly as my fingers flex and relax around the hardness. My palm strokes his cock from the outside of his pants and my eyes focus on the apparent bulge.

Sir leans in and his hot breath brushes my ear, “You want to see it don’t you?” Shyly I nod my head and whisper, “Yes, Sir. I very much do.”

“Close your eyes.” He orders. I do as I am told and I feel his hand on mine. I hear him unbuckle and a movement of fabric follows. He takes my hand and guides it down his stomach and into his pants. I am met by the heat of his cock before he wraps my fingers around the erection. I moan loudly as I feel his cock for the first time. The shaft is velvety soft to the touch but remains hard when grasped. It’s thick within my hand and my fingers trace its head. Precum oozes from its tip and I get even more excited. I want to look so badly but know I may not. He removes my hand from his heat and I feel his breath on my neck as he teases me, “Soon pet, you will know exactly what that cock looks like in front of you. Open your eyes.”

His pants are closed and belt buckled before I can even get a glimpse. His hand creeps down to my knee and I relax back into the seat. He runs his hand up my thigh and taps me hard. Immediately my legs part. His hand moves between my thighs and slaps them harder. My legs open even wider and he smiles. His hand runs up my thigh and to my cunt. His fingers are greeted by my wetness as I have gone without panties per his orders. He plays with my lips and circles my clit. My eyes roll back into my head and my hips rock gently. I ache to feel him inside me and I moan louder than I should.

“Not yet,” he whispers. “You will be violated soon enough.” His hand withdraws as I feel the cab come to a stop. We get out and head into the store we have parked in front of. Inside, I am greeted by walls and walls of dresses. Together we view each one, taking our time, as he guides me along with his hand around my neck. I do not speak. I merely accompany him as we look at each dress. He comes across one to his liking. He selects my size and pushes me towards the fitting rooms. I remove the sundress I currently have and let it fall to the floor. I put on the one Sir has handed me. It is red in color and quite form-fitting. It is classy enough to be worn out, but has a touch of fetish to it. The back of the dress laces up much like a corset. I exit the dressing room to allow Sir to help me.

His hands are hot as they touch my chilled skin. I feel him tighten the laces one by one and I feel a flood of moisture between my thighs. I cringe thinking of making this new dress wet with my sex. As Sir finishes his handy work, he turns me around to face the mirror. He smiles as he looks at me and leans over to whisper in my ear, “Don’t worry about getting the dress wet with your sex, slut. I am buying it, along with those shoes over there. Size 6 correct?” I nod in approval as he slowly unties the laces. I slip back into the dressing room to put on my sundress as he collects the shoes from the sales associate.

We are greeted by the sun as we step back outside after making our purchases. His hand still on my neck, he guides me to the pet store. “We need to find you a more proper collar. I can not keep holding onto you like this for the rest of the day and into the night. There will be times I will need both my hands.”

We stop in front of the dog collar aisle. He selects a simple, black leather collar to compliment the red dress he bought moments before. He directs me to turn as he slips the collar around my neck and adjusts the buckle. A little old lady stops to look at us before slowly leaving the aisle. I blush instantly. He unbuckles it and guides me to the front of the store. I wait patiently as he makes his purchase and asks the cashier for tokens for the dog i.d. printing machine.

I watch him as he slowly works the machine and asks it to type “mina” followed by his own cell number. The machine cranks out his request and he slides the collar and i.d. into the same bag as my dress. We make our way back to the cab where he directs the driver to take me to my home.

I am sent to my closet as Sir and Master talk. I make myself comfortable on the big dog bed and take a short nap as I hear the two men in the distance talking. It isn’t until Sir has left to return to his hotel that Master comes and takes me out.

I spend the rest of the day in anticipation. There will be a car coming from the hotel to pick both Master and myself for this evening’s date. As the clock draws closer to time, my stomach begins doing flips. Master helps me into my new red dress commenting on Sir’s wonderful taste. The black heels look stunning and also have a touch of fetish to them. Again, I am to go without panties and no bra is needed. I apply my makeup with much care and arrange my hair elegantly upon my head. Master himself looks stunning in a nice suit accented in red.

We hear the honk of a car horn and make our way to our ride. Together, Master and I ride to the hotel, holding hands and smiling at each other. He squeezes my hand when he sees the look of nervousness glaze over my eyes. It calms me quickly. We arrive to the hotel and take the elevator up to Sir’s room. Master knocks on the door and Sir opens it with a smile. The two men greet each other affectionately before Sir turns to kiss me lightly on the cheek. We enter the room and I am told to kneel. On my knees, Sir approaches me and I hear the light jingle of a dog tag. Sir slips the collar around my neck and the cold tag shocks me for a second before heating up quickly to my skin. Once buckled in place, Sir lifts me up to my feet. “Tonight mina, your Master has given me the honor of having you as my possession. When it is all done, I will take my collar back and hope that one day I will be able to place it around your neck again.” I became sad for a moment at the thought of the night being over.

With his hand on my back, Sir guides me to the door. “Please Sylvanus, help yourself to whatever you wish while in my suite tonight.” Sir winks at Master and they share a smile that hides a secret I will probably never know.

The dinner is fantastic. It’s a beautiful restaurant with wonderful food and dim lighting. Sir and I spend much time talking about life, love, dominance and submission. He reminds me of my manners when they fail me and compliments me on my good behavior. I blush every time he tells me I am a “good girl.” My head is swimming in both happiness and alcohol. After completing a delicious dessert, Sir stands up and announces, “I am going to the restroom, mina. However, when I am finished, I am not coming back to the table. You must wait here exactly 10 minutes. Once your 10 minutes are over, you are to go to the woman in the lobby and ask her to help you find your Sir. She will need a very important piece of information and that information is around your neck.” He taps the dog tag before kissing my cheek and leaving me on my own.

Each minute ticks away faster than I’d like it to. I am not looking forward to having to show someone my i.d. tag and asking them to dial the number. As the minute hits its mark, I slowly get up from the table and make my way to the woman in the lobby. My voice trembles as I ask her, “Can you please help me find my Sir?”

Puzzled, she answers, “I can try.”

“Can you please call this number?” I point to the dog tag.

She leans in closely as she grabs the tag and makes out the number. Her fingers dance along the number pad on the lobby phone and I hear it ring. She let’s go of the tag as a male voice answers the phone. “Hello, I’m trying to…well… there is a woman here who goes by the name of mina… and she… she says she is looking for her Sir?” The woman stutters into the phone. They exchange a few words before she hangs up the phone and beckons the bellman over. “Please take this woman over to suite 1220.”

I follow the bellman into the elevator and we take the familiar trip to Sir’s suite. When the doors open a woman walks into the elevator before we step out. She looks a little less put together and her perfume smells strong. We smile at each other as we pass. The bellman knocks on the door and Sir answers. “Thank you.” He tells the bellman. The bellman nods and walks away quickly. Sir takes my hand and pulls me into his suite. I am immediately greeted with the smell of a familiar perfume. Suddenly, I understand the secret smiles and know that this woman was specifically asked to reapply her perfume before leaving the room so that I would take notice. My Master has been enjoying himself as well tonight it seems.

I spot him in the corner of the suite, sipping his wine and smiling.

“Come mina,” Sir beckons me. I approach him slowly and his hands direct me to turn around. He unlaces my dress and let’s it slip to the floor. “Turn around my beautiful mina.”

I turn to look at him and his eyes dance all over my body. “Spread your legs and put your hands behind your head.” I take the stance and feel his hands on my breasts. My nipples are hard and they send electric currents to my cunt every time he touches them. I moan and gasp as his lips cover my nipples. His tongue swirls around the hard buds. My clit throbs between my thighs.

His hand moves down to my thighs and he pushes his fingers between my folds. I moan loudly. “Such a wet slut you are,” he comments. His fingers tease my folds and circle my clit and I feel as if I am about to burst, until he finally dips his finger inside me and I nearly collapse from the pleasure of it. I groan like an animal.

“On your knees since you can’t seem to stand.”

I sink to my knees and keep my hands behind my head. Sir begins removing his clothes, first he unbuttons his shirt and slides it off his shoulders, next his shoes and socks. Finally, his hand moves to his belt and he pulls it out swiftly from the loops. I hold my breath at the sounds of it and he places it on the bed. He loosens his slacks and let’s them fall. His erection stands proud behind his briefs. I want to see it so badly. He grabs me by my wrists and pulls me into his bulge. I can smell him and feel him against my lips. I salivate hungrily to have him. He pushes me back to my knees and let’s his briefs fall to the floor before stepping out and towards me.

His cock is beautiful. It is thick and perfect and bounces slightly with each step. The head glistens with precum. Sir stands in front of me. “Open your mouth mina.” I open my mouth wide. With one hand at the back of my head and the other holding onto his cock, he thrusts himself into my mouth. I moan and my cunt twitches. A flood of wetness renews itself. He fucks my mouth with his beautiful cock and groans loudly. “Such a wonderful mouth you have mina. Does your cunt feel just as good?” I can’t answer him, but realize it is not a question to be answered.

“Get up and bend over the bed. Place your hands in front of you. Keep those heels on and your legs spread.”

I lean over the bed, my fingers clenching the sheets, as I spread my legs wide. Sir’s hand slips between my folds and I sigh. “You are so fucking wet,” he remarks. He grabs his belt and it comes down hard on my backside. I yelp in protest. Again his belt lashes my flesh. This is the punishment he had promised I would receive. He must have belted me 10 times. The welts are red and hot as they rise. My eyes are filled with tears.

Sir stops his assault and his hand meets my cunt once more. His fingers begin circling my clit with much purpose. A different set of fingers enter my cunt and I moan for Sir. “I want your cunt tight for me mina,” he purrs. “I need you to come for me.” I melt into his words as his fingers work harder on my body. He groans with each thrust of his fingers and it excites me. I feel the pleasure well up inside faster than I had intended and my body breaks into an orgasm. I tremble as my muscles pulse around him and scream with the pleasure that takes me.

“Such a good girl,” he chuckles as his finger slips out of my cunt. I feel his face behind me and his hot breath tickles my cunt before his tongue laps at my lips. “I just had to have a taste of the cunt I am about to fuck. Your sex tastes and smells of heaven.”

Sir stands behind me and I hear him slip on a condom. I feel his cock press into my cunt and I moan to him, “please fuck me.” Growling, he thrusts hard and deep into me and holds in place. His chest is heaving and his fingers digging into my flesh as he gets on top of the pleasure his body is assaulted with. “Oh you are a tight slut. Your cunt feels extraordinary!”

With lips curled and teeth clenched, Sir takes my body for his own. Each thrust causes me to exhale sharply. His thickness fills me and all I can do is scream from the pleasure. Finally, after all these weeks, Sir is behind me, taking me, using me as his own. He pounds into me hard and fast. His thrusts get so intense, he begins lifting me to the tips of my toes. My lips are swollen from the brutal fucking I am getting until finally, he thrusts hard into me and curls his fingers into my hips before releasing himself within me.

Panting, he withdraws and disposes the evidence of his pleasure. He approaches the bed and scoops me into his arms and kisses me deeply and passionately. I melt into him once more, gripping him tightly with my small hands. “Now that we have that out-of-the-way, I think I’d like to spend the rest of the evening really enjoying each other.” His smile is almost boyish.

Master approaches the bed and I kiss him deeply. The rest of the night would turn out to be a wild night of physical passion as both Master and Sir indulge themselves in my service and my body. I am not left unattended as the two of them indulge me of an incredible night of pleasures. Morning comes too quickly for all of us and a flight end up being missed.

at your service

*** Thank you e[lust] participants for choosing this piece as part of the top 3 picks! ***

Master sends me to the closet. I am naked wearing only my leather collar locked into place. The big dog bed inside the walk in closet makes sitting in the darkness a bit more comfortable. All I can do is quietly wait and attempt to make myself comfortable.

I have no concept of time as I hear a faint thud thud, the dog barking in the distance and the deep voice of my Master. His voice is easily matched by his visitor’s. There are two men in my home now. I hear Master’s steps in the kitchen briefly, before hearing the faint, masculine voices conversing in the living room. It’s to difficult hearing them behind my closed door in the farthest corner of the house. Occasionally their laughter penetrates the darkness.

I must have dozed off, because I startle when Master opens the door to the closet. My eyes blink painfully as they adjust to the light streaming inside my dark sanctuary. “Come with me, pet,” Master orders. “Not a word pet. You may not speak a word to our guest. Moans are acceptable.”

I follow him shyly, my hands clasped together in front of my body. We emerge in the living room and I see our guest sitting on the couch. The coffee table has been moved aside, allowing plenty of space. The man is a nice looking man, roughly around the same age as Master. His serious face hides the grin he will not express.

“Come to me and stand in front of me,” his voice is lovely.

I approach him gently, standing in front as he spreads his knees apart, allowing me to stand even closer. Sir, as I shall mentally refer to him, raises his hands and begins inspecting me. I feel his hands run up and down my body. My nipples become immediately erect. He runs his hands up to my face instructing me to open my mouth. My jaw falls open and his fingers begin inspecting my mouth. “Suck,” he orders and I close my lips around his fingers and suck him deeply. His fingers slide out of my mouth and trace down to my breasts. He squeezes and lifts them in his hands. His fingertips pinch my nipples hard and all I can do is gasp and moan.

Farther down his hands move to my pelvis. One hand taps my thigh and I immediately spread my legs. His finger runs along the slit of my cunt and I get instantly wet. His hand pushes on my thigh and I turn away from him, allowing him to inspect my ass. His hands spread my ass cheeks and again I flood with wetness. “Bend over,” he instructs. I lean forward, grabbing onto my ankles. His hands run along my backside. He dips his finger into my wet cunt and I moan loudly. “Such a slut,” he announces. My eyes look for Master and he is sitting not far away, watching and observing. Sir’s finger slides out of my cunt and I hear him suck on it. “Mmm, you taste delicious. Stand up and turn to face me girl.”

I look at him now, awaiting his next command. I watch as his hands move to the crotch of his pants. I can clearly see his erection through the fabric. I repress a smile as my cunt tingles from seeing his arousal. He unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants and the zipper is loud as it slides down. He moves his pants, making himself comfortable and his hand pulls out his throbbing erection. I watch him stroke his cock and I feel my cunt ache.

He motions me closer and as I bend forward, his free hand grabs the back of my head as his other hand forces his cock into my mouth. He pumps me up and down on his cock, making my saliva coat him. He releases his grip on his cock and brings both hands to either side of my head. He thrusts deep into my mouth as his hands plunge my head up and down. I gag with each thrust, causing more saliva to wet his cock.

He sighs deeply before sitting back and releasing my head. I make myself more comfortable knowing I am to complete the task at hand. My hand move to his cock and I grip it tightly. I stroke it gently at first, letting my saliva coat my fingers. As things become slick and wet, I work my oral skills faster. My lips move far down his shaft. lead by my hand. The same hand follows my lips back up and my tongue swirls his cock’s head. My lips leave his cock briefly as my hand closes on the head before opening and stroking downward again, followed by my mouth. Over and over I pump his cock and stroke him hungrily.

I hear Sir’s breathing increase and he moans his approval. I moan in response, vibrating his cock. He begins verbally expressing his pleasure. “Yes, that’s it girl. You know how to suck cock.” I hungrily suck his cock, wanting so badly to make him cum. His breathing becomes more rapid as he pushes his breath through gritted teeth. I can feel his muscles harden.

His body erupts in quick movement as he stands, pushing me back and away from him. I lean back, my hands supporting me and open my mouth. He strokes his cock once, twice, three times and he groans loudly as I watch the first twitch of his cock. A stream of white cum shoots out and lands on my face and mouth. His hot seed continues to spurt and it lands on my breasts. Each pulse of semen lands in a different location on my body. I moan in arousal and my hips rock. I fucking love having cum all over my breasts.

“Clean me,” he orders through his panting.

I scramble to my knees and take his cock into my mouth. I suck and lick his member as I feel it slowly soften. Satisfied, he nudges me away with his knee and pulls his pants back up. After a few arrangements of his clothes, he walks over to Master, shakes his hand and thanks him for a very enjoyable time. “You have a most wonderful slut. She has served me well,” he smiles. “I would like to use her again sometime and use more of her.”

“I think that can be arranged,” Master smiles back.

I watch Sir leave the house, never once looking at me as the door closes behind him. I feel the cum on my breasts begin to dry and I can taste him in my mouth. I crawl over to Master and sit at his feet. His hand strokes my hair gently and he whispers, “You are a very good girl.”

2 men

Last night, I had a very hard time falling asleep. My mind kept bouncing around so many naughty thoughts. They all centered around one thing though, 2 men and me. *smiles* I’m going to let my mind (and fingers) wander and take you with me in my mind’s journey….

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I’m a whore, yes I am. I can feel the heat between my thighs. I can feel the hunger in my mouth. You both tell me how much you are going to use me. How much you are going to satisfy your needs. I can only moan in pleasure. The ability of human speech has left me.

“Lay on the bed and hang your head off the edge.” one of you commands.

I eagerly lie down, positioning myself so my head hangs off the bed and my hair cascades towards the floor. One of you stands by my head. I can see your muscular thighs briefly, before your balls obstruct my view. My tongue lashes out and licks you, sucking one ball into my mouth. You groan in satisfaction and I feel the bed move at my feet.

The other one of you, spreads my thighs as he moves into place. I can hear the wetness between my legs and I purr, vibrating against your balls. You remove your balls from my mouth and place your cock against my lips, I eagerly lick it. I swirl my tongue around the head and run my tongue along it’s shaft. I feel him pushing and pressing and rubbing his own cock against my wet aching slit.

You slide your cock deep into my mouth, pushing yourself to the limits, making me gag. He pushes his erection into me, thrusting deep within my cunt and I moan deeply against you. You both groan in satisfaction and you begin the dance of fucking me. There’s a balance between one thrust and the next. I can’t believe how stuffed I feel. One cock at each end. All I can do is moan, muffled against your cock.

At times the pace is changed and you both thrust into me at the same time. My body feels pushed to the limits as I feel both ends being stuffed and pushed into each other.

Yes, yes I want more. Use me. Use all of me for your pleasures. I want you both to fill my mouth and cunt with your cum. I am a whore.

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I’m on all fours, you are fucking me from behind. It’s an animalistic fuck. Your hand slaps my ass over and over. Your mouth tells me how much you are using me for your pleasure. My cunt is tight against your hard cock ramming into me continually. There is a pleasurable pain with each thrust. I pant with desire. My cunt aches even though it is being fucked.

I hear you scream your orgasm. I feel your cock pulse within me and I moan in delight as I know you are filling me up with your cum. You withdraw harshly and I feel your sex spilling out from my freshly fucked cunt. You step away and off the bed and I feel someone take your place.

He moves behind me, his hands gripping and spreading my ass. His cock plunges deep into the gaping hole you just vacated. His thrusts are just as brutal as your own. His cock just as thick. He pounds into me and all I can do is moan in pleasure. My breath escapes my body with each thrust. I see you watching, stroking your cock.

I feel his fingers dig into my flesh as he grits his teeth and howls. His cock pulses and he fills my cunt full with his seed. Panting he moves away and I his cum spills out of my cunt.

You move back into place behind me and thrust your renewed erection into my cunt. I yelp as the soreness begins to set in, but I want more, I want so much more. I watch him as he begins to slowly stroke his cock as he watches you take me once more. Having had your first orgasm, you will last longer this time and now I see the game that has started. I see the friendly competition of who will last longer while using me. You thrust hard and deep and I smile as I see his erection growing hard within his hand. I’m not sure who will last the longest tonight.

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I’m lying on my back. My moans escaping my lips as I have two lips, each on one of my nipples, hungrily licking and sucking them. My hands on each of your heads, encouraging the two of you. My back arches and I push myself into you both. I feel two separate hands glide down my side and over my thighs.

One hand begins circling my clit with it’s finger, while the other plays with my cunt lips. With your mouths still on my breasts, one of you dips your finger inside me and I groan.

You move up and kiss my lips, while he moves down and kisses my cunt. I spread wide as his face moves between my thighs. His tongue is hot and hard. His fingers plunging in and out of my cunt are begging me to cum.

Your mouth leaves my own and you assault my neck, breasts and nipples. Your fingers join in the fun and pinch and pull at them.

I lose myself in the sensation of one mouth on my cunt and another on my breasts. Tonight, I am a lucky girl.

the new boy 5

Finally getting back to my new boy series. Tex has been very patient with me as I have been dealing with my RL. I am ready to indulge in my fantasy once more. Read Pt 4 and the rest.  As before, Tex’s part is in italics, followed by my own part.

The desperation is overtaking me.  I have a feverish need for you.  My right hand releases yours and finds the small of your back, pressing you hard against me.  My left hand releases your other hand and falls quickly to your hip where it grasps the waistband of your panties and pulls outward with a violent force.  You feel a moment of brief pain as the waistband digs into your skin before snapping.

In a similar move my left hand desperately pulls my boxer briefs down, my cock snapping out of its confines.  I can only manage to get the briefs down a few inches before the obsession overtakes me.

I need you so bad.

You sigh as you feel me lift you up slightly before lowering you down on my cock.  In one fluid movement, my throbbing cock is swallowed by your cunt.  I feel a moist, hot sensation as my cock disappears deep into you.  We both shudder and groan.  You look upward, your eyes closed and your red lips parting with a deep sigh that becomes a grunt as I bury my cock as far as it will go – to the hilt.

I can feel the squeezing of your cunt as you try to pull me in even further.

I kiss your collarbone, shoulder and neck as my hands grab your hips.  We’re both desperate for movement now and with a firm grip on you I raise you up.  Your cunt glides effortlessly upwards before stopping…my swelled cock head at the entrance of your wet lips.

Then once again it engulfs me fully as I pull your hips down.  After three long strokes, my balls are glistening from your cunt’s wet embrace and my own precum.  I feel a single drip of our mixed juices drop to the floor from my balls.

With each rise and fall of your body, our moans become more feverish.  My lips swirl around your erect nipple before sucking and pulling at it.

I’m getting close already.  I’ve been on the edge of losing control now for what seems like an hour…even before claiming the warm confines of your cunt.  But I realize this is not what I want.  Not yet.

I fight for control and with an abrupt movement I drop you onto your nearby bed and pull myself from you with a deep sigh.  I turn you onto your stomach and pull your hips up.  You stable yourself by rising up on your elbows as your ass points up at me, your cunt glistening from our feverish union.

My hands brush lightly down from your shoulders to the small of your back…before cupping each side of your hips.  Just as you expect to be filled once more with my burning cock, you feel my hands push gently on your inner thighs – widening your stance.  You then feel something different – my hot breath.  I’ve kneeled at the end of the bed and my lips and tongue are just inches away from your burning cunt.

I want to taste you…for my lips to touch yours…for my tongue to part your glistening folds.  I want to make you cum so badly…

The ease of how you sunk into me as I was pressed against the wall surprised me. I felt my cunt expand as your hardness pressed into me, invading my wetness. I gripped you tightly as you thrust yourself in and out. I lost myself in the feel of you, so much that when you pulled out, I felt a loss. I felt the wetness drip from me. My cunt pulsed deeply as I wished to have you back inside me.

Here I am, just moments after you have thrown me onto the bed. The feel of your hands running along my back and down to my hips makes my heart skip a beat. My cunt throbs. I whimper and whine aching to feel you inside me. My hips rock as I search for your erection. I am a bitch in heat. The emptiness of my hole aching to be filled once more.

I grunt loudly as I feel you behind me, only it’s not the heat from your erection, but the heat of your breath. Your hands grip my ass cheeks and spread me wide. My folds are exposed and vulnerable to you. I relax into the feel of my submission. I hear you take in a deep breath and exhale softly. Your breath tingles my folds and I shudder.

I feel your tongue as it laps at my cunt. You take long slow strokes from my clit to my ass. The tip of your tongue curls slightly to cradle my clit before it continues it’s path down my slit. I feel your tongue harden with each passing. Your tongue changes it’s method and begins cradling into my slit. I feel it’s hard point press into my cunt. The feel of your tongue pushing in and out of my slit leaves me aching for so much more. I raise my hips and push into you, exposing my clit.

Your fingers dig into me as the spread me wider. Your tongue dives for my clit. You move in tight circles with your hardened tongue. When it gets to be too much, you soften your tongue and move in gentle laps. I groan and moan as you play me, your little instrument of pleasure.

My hips rock into you, grinding you, fucking your face. Your tongue continues it ministrations and I feel that familiar throb welling from within me. I rock harder into you, willing you to continue. The pleasure begins to boil, raising itself to the limit, until finally it needs to cascade. My cries announce the arrival of my orgasm, followed shortly by a sudden rush of warmth and wetness. Your nose instantly inhales the smell of my arousal. My body shudders against you. My cunt pulsates continually as my screams turn into moans and turn into giggling pants.  Your tongue stops it’s assault on my now sensitive clit. I feel your tongue lap my arousal hungrily, dipping within me, and extracting the remnants of my orgasm.

Your hands release their tight hold and slowly my hips slide to the bed, easing the tightness between my thighs. I sigh at the pleasure of the, what I know will be, temporary rest of my muscles. You move beside me, cradling my face. I can smell me on you. You kiss me deeply and I taste my own sex.

“You taste exquisite,” you purr.

“I hear I feel exquisite as well. Especially right after an orgasm,” I grin seductively as I pull you in for another kiss.