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MistressDL6 52F
106 posts
4/19/2014 1:51 pm
Enjoy


Isn't funny how life is?

People are so scared to show the real them, so the go through life living a lie.

I'm a firm believer in enjoying the best of life. No matter what it gives you.

That said, its amazing how many people (men in particular) enjoy the darker side of life. Sometimes without even knowing it, until someone guides them through the portal.

And then, they hang on and enjoy the ride, even being the first one in the queue to ride (or be ridden) again.

It starts off so soft. A kiss, a stroke of a hand. Love making always gentle, so the woman glows, instead of really working up a sweat.

But get the right atmosphere, and WHAM!! things can change in the blink of an eye.

You might want to keep your eyes open for this one.

They had gone out for dinner. And the evening had gone pleasantly enough. The conversation was pleasant, the food was good, the wine intoxicating.

I think they would like to blame what happened later on in the evening on the wine, but I think it was destined to be.

After the bill was paid, and they made their way to the car. She slipped behind the wheel of his luxury sports car. He had drunk far too much.

She turned on the ignition, and pressed down on the accelerator. He watched as her already short skirt, became a belt.

His eyes travel led up from her ankles, past her legs,up to her thighs and wondered in his mind, what kind of underwear she had on.

He put his hand on her knee, and ran it slowly up her thigh. Pushing higher, he discovered that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

This made his cock jump, and he smiled sleepily. He was quite relaxed, and he was looking forward to laying back on the bed, whilst she sucked him off.

She did this amazing thing with her tongue, where she ran her tongue slowly from ball sack to jap's eye and once again his cock jumped at the thought of it.

His hand went to his cock and he started to stroke himself and soon the movement of the car lulled him to sleep, where his dreams were erotic and vivid.

He dreamt of the car stopping, and her getting out and walking away. It seemed so real. Every step she took he could hear her stiletto heels on the concrete.

The next time he opened his eyes, he was in bed. Kind of made him wonder how she managed to get him into bed, but hey, as long as he was in bed, he really didn't care.

Slowly he drifted back into unconsciousness.

He could almost feel her breath against his skin, and the feel of her hands as she stroked his body.

It seemed so real, the touch of her hand against his knee. Traveling up to his thighs, and over his balls. Grasping onto his cock. Tighter and and tighter she clasped, almost to the point of pain.

She yanked his cock and balls out of the way, and began to finger his perineum. He had to admit, it felt nice (he could only admit it because he was dreaming) And soon he felt her fingers pressing against his puckered ring.

He felt the first finger slip in, and was pleasantly surprised by the sensation. He liked it. He scooted lower as if to press his arse onto her finger deeper, and hope by chance that she might even venture in with another.

Thank God, he was dreaming, because he could not even bear to think about how she would react if she knew what he dreamt about.

He turned over and presented his arse in the air, hoping this would persuade her to invade his arse with more fingers.

Her nails felt nice as they scraped along his flesh, running down his crack, flickering over his hole, pulling apart his cheeks.

He waited in anticipation for her to push another finger in, and soon he was not disappointed.

He felt so good, and his cock was so hard, that he could not help himself from rubbing his pelvis against the bed. He knew there would be stains in the morning, but he did not care.

Soon the two fingers in his arse were not enough, and he silently begged for more.

He imagined her taking out one of her vibrators from the bedside drawer. And the sound of it being switched on, sent a tingle down his spine.

It felt so real as she pressed against his crack, and how he wanted her to fuck his arsehole.

Soon his wish was granted. He felt as it went in, inch by inch. The pain was intense, but fabulous. His ring resisted at first, but soon, he felt the pop, and he knew that he would never feel the same.

She began to fuck him faster, and harder, and his moans began to build in crescendo. He couldn't wait until he came, and was so close.

His spunk shot from his cock into the bed sheets, and he sighed with contentment. And settled back into his boring, pedestrian dreams.

The next morning, the sun invaded his eyes, and forced them open. The first thing he saw on the pillow, was a vibrator.

Thinking to himself that she had just left it out after using it (on herself) the night before, he turned over. And that's when it hit him (the pain, that is).

His arse was tender and his heart stopped for a brief moment.

He gingerly got out of bed, and made his way into the bathroom. He saw her reclining in the bath, and looked at her puzzled.

'You talk in your sleep' she said.

'So, I made your dreams a reality........... '

'You should be more careful what you say, as it was really hard getting you from the car to the bed, and getting hold of something to knock you out with was a pain in the arse' 'Something you are now familiar with'

Next time, we shall have to have you awake and fully functional, that way you can enjoy yourself, as much as I did..............'

maletramp 64M
2092 posts
4/20/2014 7:32 pm

A wonderful read Mistress.. thanks for crafting something worthy of being read.



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