He approaches her from behind and cups her breasts. Trailing his fingers over her t-shirt, he seeks out her hardened nipples while pressing his bulge into her ass. Continue reading “Cold pleasures”
The man whose tongue is licking her nipple is dressed and suspended above her nude body. He’s gentle and intuitive, coaxing the little berry to harden and spring to action.
First one, then the other.
He’s lying on his bed, distracted. He’s thinking about a picture of a woman in a tight nighty that was sent to his email inbox.
His wife turns over and looks at him. Maybe she sensed it, his distraction. Women have a way of knowing when men are wanton for sex.
Then again, men are always wanton for sex. Continue reading “Erotic alliance”
He’s assertive. Confident. Takes what he wants.
And she submits. Willingly, with just a touch of fear veiled inside anticipation.
But it’s a fantasy. A delicious dream. Continue reading “Taste”
“What are you doing,” she asks him over the phone.
“Dreaming,” he responds.
- Prequel Emerging submission – she declares she is submissive and won’t lead or initiate
- First part Silky bondage (part 1) – they experiment with light bondage for the first time
She’s lying there, naked, with a fully dressed man straddled on top of her. He had just tied her arms to the headboard above the her head with silk scarves, not too tight, but leaving her unable to reach for him.
She longs to reach for him. To pull his head toward her to allow for a kiss.
Does he want to kiss me, she wonders while watching his face.
He in the meantime is checking the knots he secured on her wrists with the scarves. Then, he glides himself backwards until he straddles her knees, and looks at her. Continue reading “Silky bondage (part 2)”
This is a sequel to Emerging submission.
“Have you ever done this before?” She asks him with just a hint of trepidation.
“Yes,” he responds simply.
She wants to know more details, but isn’t sure how to ask.
They’re in the bedroom. She’s standing next to the bed and he’s rummaging in the bottom drawer of his dresser.
When he gets up and turns to face her, he has some long, silk scarves in his hands.
For days she’s been anxiously awaiting the delivery truck. She was expecting a package and wanted to be home when it was delivered.
No one else should know about it.
Why is he standing so close to me, she wondered while waiting for the hostess to finish consulting her map. His erection is practically right on my ass.
They were at a local eatery not far from their AirBnB, waiting to be shown to their table. He had offered to drive, and although it wasn’t far to walk, the mid-day heat was almost too unpleasant to bear.
When they were finally shown to their booth and took a seat opposite one another, she glared at him.
“Nice,” she said. “Whatever happened to social distancing? That was a rather close, um, encounter…”
“Ha,” he replied and winked at her. “Consider it a token of thanks for the earlier, rather fun, escapades.” Continue reading “More tantalizing bikini games continued (part 4)”