The Wild Ride

The Wild Ride

Chloe was sitting at her desk with her reading glasses on, thumbing through an endless pile of scripts. She read through yet another mundane plot about a cop, out to save the world. She yawned and laid it on the reject pile along with nearly everything else she had read tonight. She looked at the time and pouted. It was nearly ten o’clock and she was missing Brent already.

Even though she told him she had a pile of work to do, she hoped he’d call and interrupt this tedious chore. She wanted so badly to pick up a script that would lead her down a path of fantasy and get her heart racing. All she found in this pile was much of the same thing over and over again. What she needed was something out of the ordinary. Chloe tapped her pencil on the desk and stared at her phone. Damn, she wished Brent would call.

Chloe Anders had met Brent Harper at a friend’s housewarming party nearly six months ago. They spotted each other at the same time and it was lust at first sight. He was tall, slender with wide shoulders and narrow hips. He had a thick mane of dark tousled hair, beautiful blue eyes and a devilish smile with straight white teeth. Physically they were a perfect match for one another. Chloe was a beautiful blonde with large blue eyes, nice rounded tits and an ass that could only be described as heavenly. They started talking that evening and from that moment on, they became inseparable. The two of them couldn’t keep their hands off one another for more than a night since they met. It was Chloe that decided that it would be healthy for them to take a night off. She needed to catch up on some work and he had some extra side work to do also. She decided halfway into the evening that she’d made a big mistake. She missed Brent like crazy! It was torturous being apart from him.   

Brent was doing some undercover work for a well-to-do client named Arthur Dobley. The man always paid him in cash, lots of it. Chloe never asked nor did she want to know what Brent did to earn it but the man always called him back again and again. She was sure it was something she was better off not knowing about. Brent would tell her in an instant if she insisted. He trusted her that much.

Chloe was a firm believer that no matter how close you were to someone, there needed to be boundaries. She drew the line at his clandestine work for Mr. Dobley. She preferred her Brent, the boyfriend instead of the private investigator, Brent Harper Esq. She never insisted that he learn what script editing entailed, so they were even. She liked their lives with just enough separation to keep it interesting. Besides… her sweet and naughty Brent gave her enough excitement for two lifetimes.

She picked up another script with an exasperated sigh and kept her eye on the clock of her phone. As if Brent instinctively knew it was time to rescue her from this monotonous task of reading torturously boring scripts, the phone rang and her heart lightened. She answered it immediately. “Thank God you called! I was waiting for you.”

Brent teased. “How’d you know it was me?”

“Did you assume I knew it was you?” They both laughed at the same time.

“What’cha you doin sweetheart? Do you need to be rescued?”

“Of course I need to be rescued! You know I always need to be rescued from being lonely for you.” Chloe purred over the phone. “Are you ready to come and save me now?”

“I’m always ready to do that but I was thinking there’s something I’d love to have you do for me?”

“Sounds intriguing…?” Chloe plied. She knew him too well and he was up to something. He was ready to play games and she was always receptive to Brent Harper’s games, in fact she lived for them. Her legs began to twitch and she squirmed in her office chair simply from the tone of his voice.

“Good, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.” Brent paused for a moment. “Chloe, you do trust me, don’t you?”

Chloe’s stomach filled with her “Brent butterflies” the kind, only he could give her. “Um… yes, of course you know I do… why?”

“Never mind, I’ll see you soon.” His voice was gravelly like it always was when he was aroused. Chills of excitement ran down Chloe’s spine. “Oh and just so you know… we’re taking a nice long drive tonight.”

She hung up the phone and squealed like a delighted little girl.

Chloe quickly ran into the bathroom to shower, anticipating what her lover had in store for her. She was literally trembling as she stepped under the warm water. That man could make her do anything, at anytime but in all fairness she knew how to return the favor. They both had the ability to mold one another like clay into whatever the other one wanted for sexual favors.

It was a wonderful place to be at with a lover, trusting each other. Chloe and Brent knew that by being open to one another’s needs, they were fulfilling each other’s deepest desires. She soaped her body and shuddered as she thought of her sexy handsome Brent.

Chloe stepped out of the shower at the same moment she heard his key in the door. She began to dry herself off and glanced over her shoulder to see him leaning on the door frame with a grin on his face. His eyes traveled over her freshly scrubbed body.

“Good, just how I hoped I’d find you, naked and ready to play dress up for me.” He walked over slowly and took the towel from her and gently finished drying off her curves. She leaned against his lean tall frame and kissed him hello.

“Dress up?” She inquired. “So are you going to tell me where we’re going and what you have up your naughty boy sleeve?”

Brent lightly kissed the tops or her bare shoulders as he took his time to answer. “I’m not quite ready to tell you yet.” He dropped the towel and scooped her up. Chloe giggled as he carried her to the bedroom. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on his cheek as he cradled her in his strong arms.

As soon as they got to her room, Brent put her down and immediately began to rifle through her clothes in the closet. She stood there naked and watched as he pulled out a very short pink dropped waist skirt that had several layers of ruffles around the hips. Without turning around, he handed it to her. “Here put this on.”

She held up the skirt and questioned his choice. “Uh… this skirt is pretty short, are you sure? I actually bought it for part of a Tinker Bell costume that I never wore...”

Without looking back he answered confidently. “Uh huh, I'm more than sure about it. You ask too many questions sometimes. Just be a good girl and put it on. Please?”

Chloe slipped it over her head and pulled it down around her waist. It fit snugly across her hips and stomach as the flared ruffles fell softly over the tops of her thighs and bottom. She bent over slightly and looked in the mirror. “Well, you can see my entire ass when I bend over. Is that the look you were going for?” Chloe asked him sarcastically.

Without hesitation he answered back. “Yep, that’s perfect!” He turned around holding a little white leotard bra top with cap sleeves. “Here put this on too.” He gave her his sexiest crooked grin.

She looked at the skimpy top and commented as only Chloe could. “Ah! I see! You’re going to put me on a street corner and see how many Johns I can pick up dressed like a hooker. Am I getting warm?”

He grinned smugly. “The only “John” you get to service is me.” He raised one eyebrow. “I thought you said you trusted me? What’s with all the questions? You know you’re gonna’ love it so don’t be so difficult and humor your poor old horny boyfriend. Okay?” He kissed her forehead, got on his knees and dove into the tangled mass of shoes on the floor of her closet.

“Chloe, how do you find anything in here?” He grumbled as he dug through the mess, one shoe at a time.

“I find things just fine in there.” She said defensively to his adorable backside. “Just because you’re a neat freak doesn’t mean we all have to live like that.”

He stood up with a pair of pink peek toe high heels. “You’re just a little too grouchy tonight young lady.” He smiled as he handed them to her. “Put these on.” The softness of his blue eyes hit her right in the heart as he politely finished the demand. “Pretty please…” He gently ran his index finger down the bridge of her nose. “…sweet cheeks?”

How could she turn him down? She obediently slipped the heels on and stood in front of him as she turned around slowly with her arms away from her sides. When she got to the backside she bent over to show him her naked rump and slapped it hard for as an added bonus. He laughed and nodded his head with approval. “Very nice my darling girl - I love it!”

She felt somewhat like a mannequin as he tugged and manipulated the stretchy fabric of the leotard bra. He pushed her breasts closer together and higher inside the Lycra material like they were made of play dough. “Um… did you play with Barbie dolls when you were growing up?” She inquired with great amusement.

“Mmmm, those are some nice tits you got there babe.” He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs and they immediately turned into hard buds beneath the fabric of the skimpy top. He leaned down and cupped her soft orbs in both hands while he kissed the white crest of her bulging bust line.

Chloe’s chest rose and fell in short ragged breaths. She gazed up at his handsome face with her soulful eyes and stroked the side of his cheek with her fingertips. She whispered softly. “Oh God Brent, I love you so much sometimes it hurts.” That was as truthful as she would ever be to any one person in her lifetime. She had released every emotion she held inside and handed it over to this man that was standing in front of her willing to love her the exactly the same way.

Brent cradled her face between his hands and smiled softly. “Chloe, thank you for being here for me and with me.” He lifted her face to his lips and kissed her. Winking, he added. “Well babe… you get to be my walking, talking Barbie doll for the evening. Won’t that be fun?”

Chloe nodded as words escaped her for the moment. He led her by the hand to her vanity and pulled out the chair for her to sit in front of the mirror. She complied silently as he crouched down beside her. He looked at her reflection with that soul sucking grin of his. “Now, could you to do that wild heavy eye shadow look you do once in a while and put your hair up in those funky, mussed up pigtails.” She looked at him in complete amazement as he used his hands to describe the look. “You know, sort of that trampy, messy young Madonna “Like a Virgin” look.”

Chloe muffled a laugh as she drank in his enthusiasm. “So… in other words, you’re telling me you want me to look like a total slut?” She smirked. “Brent, you do realize that I can’t stand Madonna, right?”

He tilted his head and pleaded. “Aw… you know what I mean.” He winked. “Just humor me babe. I have some stuff to do out in the living room.” He got up to leave. “Don’t take too long! We have some driving to do yet.” It intrigued her that he really did want her to look trampy. Well, if Brent Harper wanted a tramp for the night, he’d damn well get his wish.

Brent brought along supplies for their trip. Fruits, cheeses, stemware and some good California red and rose wines for starters. He’d filled his iTunes with all of their favorite songs. He brought along some very special surprises and packed them all in a travel bag. The keys to Arthur Dobley’s cabin and the code to the alarms were in his jacket pocket. The cabin was secluded and private and just the place he wanted to take Chloe for a romantic getaway.

He remembered he’d better tell Chloe to pack some extra clothes for the weekend so he returned to the bedroom. She was standing in front of the mirror putting on her lipstick and it took his breath away. Chloe was leaning forward in her high heels with her naked ass peeking out from beneath the ruffles of her skirt. He stopped dead in his tracks as he took all of her in. She had transformed herself into the sweetest looking little trollop he ever laid eyes on. Just for him.

His Chloe, who seldom wore make-up, had painted her lips bright red. Her large blue eyes looked smoky and sultry, smudged with dark charcoal shadow. Her cheeks were deeply blushed and she had teased her blonde hair into messy pigtails tied up with ragged bows. Miraculously, Chloe looked like she just rolled out of some lucky bastard’s bed.

She gave him a bewildered look that melted his heart. “I hope this makes you happy Brent? I look like a total streetwalker!”

Brent snorted as he came over to give her a big hug. “Nonsense, you look like one of those sexy little club girls.” He lied. “They all look like this. I like it.” He grinned and squeezed her tightly against him.

She could feel his erection against her but still gave him a pitiful look. “Yeah well, I bet those girls at least get to wear underpants.”

Bret grinned. “Well, if those girls were going to a mountain cabin with me, they wouldn’t have any need for underpants…” He pressed the tip of her small nose. “…and neither will you.” He kissed the top of her messy hairsprayed head.

Chloe’s face brightened and her eyes seemed even larger than usual due to the heavy eyeliner. “We’re going to a mountain cabin? Where?”

“Not far.” Brent teased. “About a half hour away this time of night. It’s in the foothills of the San Gabriel Mountains near a little town called Sierra Madre. Arthur has a nice cabin there and I have the keys so we’re gettin’ outta’ town babe!” He cupped her bottom in his large hands. “I just came in to tell you to pack an overnight bag. We can spend the whole weekend.”

Chloe wasted no time. She quickly packed some casual clothes and her toiletries. She zipped her overnight bag and handed it to Brent as she beamed. “Well, you don’t have to twist my arm. I’m ready to get out of here.” She looked at her outfit one more time and grinned. “I don’t even give a shit that I look like a whore. Are we ready to go?”

He grabbed her bag and gave her backside a gentle swat. “You know it sweetheart!” He put his arm around her shoulders and they walked towards the door.

Brent pulled his BMW up as close to the walkway of the apartment as possible so Chloe wouldn’t have to risk being seen by her neighbors. He quickly loaded their bags in the trunk and opened the car door for her. She carefully scooted in making sure she didn’t bend over too far.

He threw his head back and laughed at her cautionary moves. She snapped. “It’s bad enough that they might see me dressed like a hooker but one without underwear might be a bit too much to explain.” That made him laugh even harder.

He let down the rag top so they could enjoy the night air. The moon was full as they drove off for their weekend adventure. Chloe leaned her head on the back of the seat and relished the cool California air as it rushed over her scantily clad body.

She turned to look at her handsome Brent as his tousled brown hair became even more so in the wind. She practically purred with contentment. This was just what the doctor ordered, an impromptu getaway with her man.

Brent reached over and grabbed Chloe’s hand as they drove down the freeway. He slid the iPhone in the player and “Dreamboat Annie” flowed through the speakers as they drove through the warm night. He knew how much Chloe loved Heart. She grew up listening to Ann and Nancy Wilson. Only Brent would be so thoughtful to remember that.

They drove east of Pasadena, closer to the mountains and the traffic died down considerably. Brent turned to her and spoke. He only used this thick gravelly voice when they played their games. “Chloe…” She gulped. “Pull your skirt up around your waist and spread your legs apart, now.” She looked at him with anticipation in her eyes as her groin tightened at his demand. He wasn’t asking, he was ordering her to do it. She obeyed him and immediately bunched the ruffled skirt around waist. Her naked bottom was directly on the leather seat as the cool air rushed to the dampness between her spread thighs. She swallowed hard. Chloe was so turned on.

He grabbed her hand and placed it on his crotch. His cock was rock hard and bulging in his jeans. She clutched the outline of his erection between her fingers. He scolded her. “See what you do to me? It’s been like this since I saw you in the bedroom bent over your dresser. I wanted to bend you over then and there. I wanted to spank your ass so damn hard that you’d cry and then fuck you blind.” He could hear her whimper under her breath.  

Brent reached over and forced his hand between her legs to her drenched pussy. He stuck two fingers inside of her and pumped them in and out as she spread her legs wider. She squeezed his penis harder as his long fingers continued to pump her sopping pussy. Chloe closed her eyes and humped against his hand, as his fingers expertly manipulated her to the point that she was nearly ready to have an orgasm. He sensed her urgency and stopped just before she came. He put both hands back on the wheel.

Chloe gave him a pitiful look. She yearned to have his hand back inside her. She leaned back in frustration without saying a word and pouted.

Brett reminded her of her place. “Leave your legs open little one and no pouting allowed.” He glanced over at her and smiled and asked her once again. “Chloe, do you trust me?” She nodded yes in silence as her body trembled with excitement.

Brent turned off the 210 and the BMW was the only car on the twisting turning road they traveled down. As soon as they were well away from the lights of the town and heading deep into the mountain roads he reached over and yanked her top down so that her breasts were exposed to the cool night air.

Chloe gasped as her nipples ached from the cold and the excitement. She felt exposed, vulnerable and aroused beyond her wildest dreams. Brent’s eyes seemed to glow with warmth in the moonlight as he gazed down at her full round breasts. “You look so beautiful Chloe. I’m going to do some naughty things with you tonight. Are you ready for that?”

Chloe nodded and swallowed hard. “Yes sir.” She rode alongside the man of her dreams, almost completely naked in a convertible, where anyone could see them at any given moment. She couldn’t be much more ready than that. 

Brent continued to steer the car slowly along the curves of the road. He motioned with a nod of his head. “Chlo Chlo… come over here and unzip me.” He watched contentedly as Chloe reached across with both hands and eagerly pulled his erection out of his jeans. His voice was commanding and low. “Suck me Chloe!”

She knelt on the passenger’s seat with her naked ass exposed to the light of the full moon. Brent took in a sharp breath as she wrapped her warm lips and wet tongue around the head of his shaft. He reached over and ran his hand across the cool smooth skin of Chloe’s exposed bottom. He spoke to her softly. “Oh Chloe, you are so damn good to me. I’ve wanted to do this with you since the first day I met you. It’s been one of my biggest fantasies”

She responded by moaning louder and taking his complete length deep into her throat as her ass rocked gently up and down in the moonlight.   

The turns were getting sharper and the road was getting narrower. Brent decided it might be in their best interest to change the course of action. He clutched a handful of her messy hair. “Slow down baby. You’re going to make me come and I’m not ready to do that just yet. Besides, I’m gonna’ crash the car if you keep giving me such good head.”

Chloe sat back in her seat breathless. She had never been so aroused in her life as she was at this moment. It may have been the outfit, the night air, the thought of being caught by a passing stranger at any moment. She didn’t want it to stop now.

Chloe looked over at Brent with more passion than she had ever felt for him. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for this man she so desperately loved with every fiber of her being. Suddenly “Crazy On You” started playing. The song always turned her on and it just added to the fire inside her.

Brent had the most seductive gaze on his handsome face. He slightly nodded his head and urged Chloe on with a soft low growl. “Go ahead baby, play with yourself. Show me what you’ve got. Make me watch. Make me want you even more than I already do.” He kept one hand on the steering wheel and grabbed his dick with the other as he watched her in total ecstasy.

Chloe quickly scooted her back against the door of the car and draped her left leg over the back of the seat while placing her right foot on the dash of the car. Her legs were spread as wide as she could open them. Her dainty hand reached between her thighs to her dripping pussy as her nimble fingers started to circle her hard little clit. Brent’s eyes were burning with desire for his little tramp, who remained just out of his reach.

Chloe threw her head back, jutted her full rounded breasts to the moonlit sky and moaned as she masturbated for Brent. She whimpered with short fast pants as she would bring herself nearly to climax and purposely slow down just before going over the edge. She moaned, cried, and panted in pleasure as she preformed this erotic scene just for him. His face expressed absolute lust as he whispered gruffly. “Goddamn woman! I love you! You’ve never looked as beautiful as you do right now. Oh yeah Chloe, play with yourself, play it just for me.”

His cock was aching to plunge into her sweet little pussy, just inches away from him. He wanted to stop the car in the middle of the road and fuck the living shit out of her! He wanted to, but somehow the torture felt as good as the actual act and he couldn’t risk it. The road was too narrow and there was no place to pull over. There was nothing he could do but continue to drive in agony while she humped that sweet pussy of hers against both hands now.

Brent figured they couldn’t be more than a few miles from the turn off to the cabin but it seemed like a million. He felt like he was going to implode from the need to be buried inside of his beautiful Chloe. He adored her with all his heart, even more so than he did just a few hours ago. His sweet, beautiful Chloe; his hotter than hell little fuckable tramp who lived just to please her man.

She had agreed to all this, especially for him and he was going to show her for the rest of the weekend how grateful he was for her absolute devotion and willingness to bring him total pleasure and make all his wishes come true. If only she knew how much he loved and adored her. She deserved to be fucked until there was no fuck left in either one of them. That was exactly what he intended to do if they could ever get to this fucking elusive cabin!

Crazy On You was still playing as her sultry, breathy voice broke through to his drunken state of arousal.  “Am I doing this right baby? Do you like what you see?” She licked her full red lips and gazed at him through heavy lidded bedroom eyes. “I want to rock your world and make you beg for mercy. I’ve never been as turned on as I am right now and I want to show you how much I want you.” She was nearly breathless as she frantically played with her pussy and asked. “Do I make you happy? Do you want me Daddy?”

She spoke with the most seductive, almost unearthly voice he’d ever heard. It was like the song from a siren had taken over his lovely Chloe. “Yes… Oh God do I want you!” He hissed. His eyelids were hooded with desire. “Yes my love. More than you can ever imagine.”

“Magic Man” started playing and the guitar riffs were pulsing through his body, hypnotizing him along with the site of her touching herself so seductively. She was bringing herself to the ultimate orgasm, inviting him to the heavenly arena that was between her luscious thighs. Her juices were slick and shiny as they dripped down the crack of her beautiful ass and onto the expensive leather seat beneath her naked flesh.

Brent was so blinded by desire that he could barely see the road ahead of him. He gripped tightly on to his own dick like it was going to get away from him. God! He just wanted to fuck her so bad! Hurry up turn! – Be here soon! His mind was racing and his body was beginning to shudder from sheer want for her.

Suddenly Brent blurted out loud. “Goddamn Chloe! I can’t hold off for much longer!” He could barely handle the urgency as he took his hand off his aching cock and gripped the steering wheel of the car. Like answered prayer the driveway showed up in the path of the car’s headlights at that moment.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he quickly steered the car inside the open gate and put the BMW into park. He didn’t cut the engine and kept the music on. “Magic Man” was still playing as he grabbed this goddess and pulled her warm body close to his. His eyes were smoldering dark blue as he let out a growl. He could hear the blood coursing through his ears and the pounding of her heart against his body.

“Oh Brent, Brent!” Chloe cried out clutching onto him as he crushed her against his body. He was completely enchanted by the woman of his dreams that he held tightly in his arms. He wrestled to get his jeans down as Chloe yanked at his shirt to feel his bare chest against her cool skin. The seats were quickly pushed down and there was no holding back. He couldn’t wait to get inside of her, clothes or no clothes. He had to fuck her now. He roughly pushed her down on the reclined seat.

Chloe fell back as Brent clambered on top of her trembling body. He growled as his jaw clenched tight. “Goddamn Chloe, I’ve never wanted to fuck so badly in my life!” His rock hard cock found her wet warm pussy and he thrust himself deep inside of her. He grunted like a mad bull as his muscular ass tightened and flexed with each thrust. He couldn’t slow down if he wanted to. Chloe held onto his neck for dear life and threw her head back as he pounded himself inside her with all his might. She cried out as she started to cum.

Brent could feel his balls tighten and his groin twitch as his semen spilled inside her like molten lava. He buried his face into the pale skin of her breasts and inhaled her warm sweet scent while he filled his mouth with her soft supple flesh. He drank in the essence of Chloe as her heated slick pussy contracted tightly around his pulsing cock. His dick seemed to spill a never ending flow of jizz deep inside her lovely cunt.

They collapsed in a haze of sweat, tears, semen, pussy juice and any other bodily fluid they possessed between them. Chloe’s heart was pounding so fast that Brent protectively placed his hand over her chest to try to slow it down. He softly kissed her neck and shoulders and then searched for her lips with his tongue. Their mouths found one another in the dark and they kissed slowly and passionately for what seemed to be an eternity. Brent and Chloe were no longer separate beings. They had melded into a single entity of devotion.

After a long moment of complete stillness and silence, Chloe whispered. “What the hell happened to us?”

“I’m not sure baby girl.” Brent’s face was still buried between her soft firm breasts. “Maybe it was the full moon, the music and the fact that you looked like the hottest little harlot on the West Coast.” He chuckled as he nuzzled his face deeper into her cleavage.

Chloe combed her fingers through Brent’s dark hair. “I’ve never, ever, felt like that before. I swear I would’ve fucked you in the middle of the freeway if I had to.” Her heart rate was returning to normal again. Brent remained nestled in her boobs. “I figured if we crashed and I died, maybe you’d survive. That way you could change my clothes and wash the makeup off my face.” She grinned. “I wouldn’t want my autopsy report to read; the corpse appears to be a twenty-six year old hooker with no underwear, wearing a Tinkerbell skirt.”

Brent burst out laughing. “Chloe, your mind just amazes me sometimes!” He gave her little kisses up the side of her neck. He rolled off of her and pulled his jeans up from around his knees. “Let’s get you up to the cabin little girl. I’m not finished with you yet. I made a vow if we survived that little escapade on the road that I was going reward you for making my dreams come true.” He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “I’m going to fuck the ever living daylights out of you.” He kissed her once more before he put the car in gear.

Chloe leaned her head on his shoulder and whispered. “You won’t hear me argue with any of that.” She smiled as she looked up at the black sky with a million stars and a full moon. The song “Magic Man” was still playing in her head as they drove up to the cabin.

The End

Profane

thecorporatewhoreopulseofmyheart

Profane 

The first time he calls you holy,
you laugh it back so hard your sides hurt.
The second time,
you moan gospel around his fingers
between your teeth.
He has always surprised 
you into surprising yourself.
Because he’s an angel hiding his halo
behind his back and
nothing has ever felt so filthy
as plucking the wings from his shoulders—
undressing his softness
one feather at a time.
God, if you’re out there,
if you’re listening,
he fucks like a seraphim,
and there’s no part of scripture
that ever prepared you for his hands.
Hands that map a communion
in the cradle of your hips.
Hands that kiss hymns up your sides.
He confesses how long he’s looked
for a place to worship and,
oh,
you put him on his knees.
When he sinks to the floor and moans
like he can’t help himself,
you wonder if the other angels
fell so sweet.
He says his prayers between your thighs
and you dig your heels into the base of his spine
until he blushes the color of your filthy tongue.
You will ruin him and he will thank you;
he will say please.
No damnation ever looked as cozy as this,
but you fit over his hips like they
were made for you.
You fit, you fit, you fit.
On top of him, you are an ancient god
that only he remembers and he
offers up his skin.
And you take it.
Who knew sacrifice was so profane?
And once you’ve taught him how to hold
your throat in one hand
and your heart in the other,
you will have forgotten every other word,
except his name.

—	PROFANE, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)

Source: latenightcornerstore #words #beautiful words #take me to church

Because You Needed It

Because You Needed It

By Myandra Monroe

My fiancé Riley and I have been together going on five years. He’s ask me to set a date on more than one occasion but we get along so well, I’m almost afraid to rock the boat. He knows how much I love him so he doesn’t pressure me and that makes it easier on both of us. He says he’s willing to wait for as long as it takes until I finally decide it’s the right time.

We live on a ranch in the middle of nowhere. He’s a real outdoorsman, my very own cowboy. While I prefer the creature comforts of a home with a fireplace, he loves to go out hunting, trapping and fishing. So, I stay at home and write while he goes out with his guns, crossbows and fishing gear. I used to go with him sometimes but in reality, he has a better time without having to keep an eye on me. If there’s something out there to bite me, to trip over or fall into, I will find it. Besides, I enjoy having time by myself to be creative and he enjoys his time outdoors to recharge his batteries.

When we’re together we get along quite well. We have a lot of mutual interests, music, art, movies, books, etc. Winters can be very long and cold and the last thing we need is to get sick of being around each other. Being apart occasionally makes us appreciate one another so much more. One thing we definitely share in common is our love of sex. We are perfectly matched in that respect. Lots and lots of sex. All kinds of sex. Neither one of us objects to too many things. We’ll try anything at least once and if it’s to neither one of our liking, we just pitch the idea in the reject pile.

The one thing we have discovered is I like being spanked and he likes to do the spanking. We discovered it by accident one evening when we both had too much to drink and I got belligerent. He tried to reason with me and I wouldn’t listen even though I knew he was right. The next thing I knew he had me over his knee. Trapping my legs and arms, he pulled down my panties and spanked my bare ass until it was red and I was crying and flailing until I had an earth shattering orgasm. From that day on, we try to include it in our playtime as often as time permits.

Riley has a hunting guide business and during deer and wild turkey hunting season he’s out from early morning until late at night so there’s not much time for anything except a quick “you cum and I’ll cum” fuck and few minutes of pillow talk before he passes out from exhaustion. As soon as winter sets in, we will have all the time in the world for fucking.

The weather was starting to turn cold and I was fixing a stew with some venison and root vegetables. Me, a city girl eating venison and root vegetable stew. Who would have ever thought! Riley was out cleaning the barn and putting away some of his equipment. He came in the house to warm up and sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of hot coffee. He casually mentioned that he needed to go into the feed and tackle store and asked if I wanted to come along. I had just put the stew in the crockpot on low, it could simmer all day. I could use a little trip into town. I needed some new fleece for the upcoming cold winter nights. We sleep naked but I need something warm and cozy to work around the house in. The feed and tackle store has everything a country girl would need to make her cozy and comfortable in the winter.

“Sure babe. Let me get dressed. I’d love to ride along.” There had been a light snow and it was cold enough, even with the sun shining that it hadn’t all melted yet. So I put on jeans and a flannel shirt under my parka and wore my favorite pair of boots. They kept my feet toasty warm. 

Riley went out and warmed up the truck and was waiting for me as I climbed in. The air was nippy but it wasn’t bitter cold. Just cold enough to make my nipples hard. He turned on the radio to our favorite station. They play a lot of southern rock and classic country.  It’s about thirty-five miles to the store in the closest small town, so depending on the condition of the dirt roads it’s a good fifty minute drive. I kicked my boots up on the dash and listened to Lynryd Skynryd singing “That Smell”.

We’d been driving along about twenty minutes and I noticed Riley looking over at me with this certain look he gets in his eyes when he’s turned on. He was definitely aroused by something I was doing. It was probably my scuffed up boots. The idea made me giggle.

Suddenly he pulled the truck over to the side of the road and gave me a lopsided grin. I tilted my head to one side and asked. “What?” He didn’t say anything for a long while. He just sat there smiling at me.

“Get out of the truck, Briana.” He was still smiling.

I looked around. We were in the middle of nowhere. “Why do I need to get out?” I was puzzled but intrigued by his devilish glint.

“I think you deserve a good old fashioned spanking.”

I was immediately wet at the idea but still curious. “Why? Did I do something wrong?”

Riley stammered. “No… no, you never do anything wrong my love. You have done absolutely nothing wrong. That’s the whole point. I can tell when you need a good spanking. It’s been a long time and I’ve been neglecting you. Not intentionally but I get so busy with work that I forget you have needs.” He pointed towards the door. “Now get out, Briana.”

I was trembling from excitement and nerves. We were out in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road anyone could travel on even though the likelihood of that happening was remote. But still, someone could potentially drive by and see me getting my bare ass whipped on the side of the road. It made it all the more exciting. 

I climbed out of the truck. The wind wasn’t blowing and the sun was bright but it was still pretty cold. He stood on the driver’s side with the door open. “Get over here and bring that cute little behind with you.” He was still beaming like a kid. I sheepishly walked around to his side of the truck. He motioned me to the front fender. He told me to turn around and place my hands on the truck. I quickly obeyed him, bent over and put both palms flat against the fender wall. I had my leather gloves on so the metal didn’t feel cold.

He went behind me, reached around and unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and yanked them down very roughly. The jeans I had on were pretty snug so it took some effort on his part to get them all the way down. He tugged and pulled on them along with my panties until they were bunched up below my knees. He shoved his hand between my thighs and rubbed my clit to see if I was wet. Of course I was. I was already wet the minute he said he was planning on spanking me. My jeans had become a kind of bondage device. I couldn’t move quickly or even shift from side to side without falling on the cold hard dirt road so I was trapped in this position. I began to pant with excitement and the cold air was forming like a cloud in front of my face.

I couldn’t see behind me but I could hear the distinct sound of Riley’s belt being pulled out of the belt loops on his Wranglers. He doubled it in half and snapped it together a couple of times which made me jump and grit my teeth. He ran one of his calloused hands across the smooth soft skin of my buttocks. I was literally blushing at the thought of standing out in the open with my pants pulled down like a schoolgirl and him standing behind me rubbing my ass looking for the sweet spot to strike first.

My pussy was dripping down my thighs by the time he let go with the first whack. I could hear the belt singing through the air before it glanced the first bite onto my chilled ass. Cold leather, on cold skin, on a cold day is not something that I had ever experienced before. I let out a howl that sounded like a mating call for the wild. It hurt like hell. I had the option as I always do of stopping him with the first strapping but there was something so exciting and arousing about getting spanked in the cold air that I was practically begging for the second strike. I pushed my bottom out further so he good get a better aim.

The distinct whoosh of the belt cutting through the frigid air was exciting enough but having it land on my cold, round bottom leaving a bright red welt was something else. I wailed and looked around to see if someone might be watching us somewhere out there in those woods beside the deer. My yelps and cries seem to echo through the surrounding pine trees.  

Riley strapped my bottom with his leather belt making sure he covered the entire breadth of my ripe round bottom with nice even red stripes. I was wailing and wiggling and writhing in complete ecstasy. I experienced my first orgasm of the day. I came hard and fast as he soundly whipped my ass. Finally we both had enough. He immediately turned me around and pulled me close. Soothing my heated bottom with his hands and kissing my tears away. I folded into him and let him cradle me in his big strong arms. Only Riley knows what a good hard spanking does for my soul. He understands my needs more than anyone else ever could.

He dropped his belt to the ground and scooted me and my trapped legs over to the open door of the truck cab and ordered me to bend over and stick my ass out. I wasn’t about to question him. I could tell by the huge bulge in his Wranglers what he had in store for me. I leaned my elbows on the seat of the truck, rested my head between them and arched my back as he unzipped his pants. I could hear him rustling around in his tool box behind the seat. The next thing I felt was his fingers covered with some kind of ointment and he was lubing my ass. He didn’t miss a beat as he explained. “No good hard spanking is complete unless there’s a good sound butt fucking to go along with it, now is there?” My stomach filled with butterflies as he stretched my asshole with his large fingers. I swallowed hard and tried to relax. He knows I love when he fucks me in the ass.

Before I could catch my breath I felt the thick head of his cock pushing into my asshole. Invading it, inch by inch. I sucked in my breath and clutched the seat of the truck to bear down. My soft moans and panting breaths only made him more excited as he slowly entered me until the length of his cock was completely buried deep inside my ass. He moved slowly inside me at first until I was relaxed enough for him to really pound my ass. Which he did thoroughly, all the way to his balls. Thrusting hard, in and out of my bright red bottom. I reached between my thighs and rubbed my clit as he fucked my ass with ferocity. The loud slap, slap, slap of his pelvis pounding against my buttocks sounded even louder in the stillness of nature around us. I started to cum which he felt immediately and he pumped a load of cum deep inside of me for what seemed like a full minute before he was finished.

When his cock finally went soft and slid out of me and before I could move, he held me down. “Hold still, I have a gift for you. I was planning on giving it to you when we were in bed one of these nights but now is as good a time as any.” I turned around far enough to see he was holding up a small silver bulb shaped butt plug with a blue jewel that resembled a sapphire.  I also noticed the familiar green tin of what every farmer or rancher knows as Bag Balm sitting on the top of the bed of his truck. That’s what he used in my ass! A big ol’ dollop of Bag Balm to grease my asshole with! It made me laugh out loud. Riley winked. “A thousand uses and we just found another one. We should write the company and tell ‘em.” Before I could respond I felt the coolness of the metal coated with more of the Bag Balm as he slipped the silver bulb of the butt jewel inside my ass. I audibly gasped as my sphincter trapped it snugly inside of me. He patted my tender ass cheeks. “This will keep you from leaking cum all over the backside of your jeans while we go shopping.”

I never thought about the fact that we still had to go shopping. He had just deposited a huge load of cum in my butt that would have probably leaked out otherwise. As it was, I was going to smell like fresh cum and pussy when we went inside that store. I could only hope that the pungent smell of baled hay would camouflage the smell. Those men who work there would know. Every guy knows what a freshly fucked woman smells like. The thought of it made me look forward to walking in the store. They would be so jealous of Riley.

Finally he had me stand up and checked to see that the little jewel was staying in place. He chuckled. “Your cute little butthole is sparkling in the sunshine darlin’.” We both laughed as he held my face in his hands. He kissed my forehead, my eyelids, my nose and then my mouth. Long, loving passionate kisses that took my breath away. He gazed into my eyes and asked me in a soft voice. “Feel better now Bri?” I giggled and nodded my head. No words were necessary.

I started to bend down and pull up my jeans when he stopped me. “Oh no you don’t. Not so fast. You’re riding into town with your pants down. I’m not through giving you gifts yet. I looked at the truck and at my legs tangled in my jeans. Riley could read my mind. “Don’t you worry about that, I’ll get you in the truck.” He scooped me up and carried me around to my side of the truck and placed my sore bare ass on the seat. It was then I realized just how cold and tender my ass was. The warmth of the sheepskin seat cover felt good on my spanked bottom.

Riley closed the door and went back around to his side. He started to dig around in his toolbox. He climbed in started up the truck, held up long slender black box, opened it and pulled out a fuchsia and white penis shaped vibrator. I recognized it immediately because we had looked at them before online. They were very expensive and rechargeable. So to see he had bought one without telling me he did it, made me love him that much more; as if it were possible. He placed it in my hand and whispered. “Now, fuck yourself with it, all the way to town until you cum again. I want to watch you.”

I smiled and immediately shimmied my jeans further down around my ankles, scooted down on the seat and spread my legs wide so he could have a better view of me playing with my pussy. I smiled sweetly and turned the pretty pink and white phallus on. The vibration was so intense in my hand, I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before I could bring myself to another mind blowing orgasm. He put the truck in gear and started heading towards town while I fucked myself with my new toy and he stroked his cock.

As I predicted, we hadn’t traveled more than a mile down the road before I had another earth shattering orgasm. It was so intense I thought I was going to swallow my tongue. My pussy contracted around the soft rubber coating of the vibrator. I was sweating bullets as I struggled to catch my breath. Riley kept driving albeit very slowly and grinning like a kid in a candy store. “That’s my baby.” He cooed. “Do it again, keep doing until I tell you to stop.”

He didn’t have to coax me. I was so into it by then that if he wanted me to stop he would have had to pry this magical wand out of my fingers. It felt amazing! I continued to rub it against my clit and fuck my pussy with it until I was gushing over and over again. I think we both lost track of how many orgasms I had but his dashboard was dripping wet by the time we got to the feed store. He managed to cum again while never once steering off the road.   

We pulled into the feed store parking lot. “We’re here darlin’, better pull up your britches.” He chuckled as he put the parking brake on. “I should make you walk around the store with your pants down around your ankles to show off your spanked ass and the pretty little jewel stuffed in your butthole… but an angry mob of local wives might storm our ranch with torches and a rope if you did that.” He winked at me and grinned. “Besides, there’s no tellin’ how many men I’d have to fight off the minute they got a look at that gorgeous ass.”

He parked at the back of the lot so I could discreetly pull up my jeans and get them buttoned up. He still had his jeans unzipped and his belt off so it was his turn to get himself presentable. Once we were both ready, Riley grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly as we walked hand in hand into the feed store.

We exchanged niceties with the regular employees whom we saw every time we showed up at the store. I had to concentrate on how I was walking because I definitely never forgot I had a jewel encrusted metal bulb stuck up my ass.  I didn’t worry about the outline of it showing through my tight blue jeans because I have plenty of padding back there to keep it tucked between my butt cheeks. Even so, it was still a feeling that took some getting accustomed to.

Riley needed to look at tackle and I wanted to look at fleece wear. When we met back up he had a few other items beside tackle in his cart. Namely six gorgeous silk neckerchiefs. He playfully picked one up and rubbed it on my face as he whispered. “These will look good wrapped around your wrists and ankles won’t they Bri?” I got goosebumps thinking about the possibilities. One thing I can say for Riley, he’s always thinking of ways to make things more exciting. He reached behind me and gave my little buttplug a playful tap. I gasped and he grinned. “I’m going to tie you up when we get home and eat your sweet pussy all night long, darlin’” My pussy was already soaked.

“Let’s get out of here and go home.” I pleaded as he nuzzled my neck and gave me a kiss. I hooked my arm inside of his and we hurried to the checkout counter. The cashier rung up our items and we practically ran to our truck. Riley put all of our purchases in the bed of the pickup and I started the engine to heat the cab up. It was beginning to turn much colder.

We started heading for home. The radio was turned to our favorite station. I gingerly squirmed in my seat trying to find a comfortable position to sit in. Riley looked over at me and grinned sheepishly. “What’s more uncomfortable Bri, your sore bottom or that cute little jewel in your butt?” I gave him a silent smirk. It was a combination of both those things and he knew it.

Finally we got almost to the identical spot we had parked before and he stopped the truck again. I looked over at him with a puzzled look. He reached over and started to tug at my jeans. “Take off those pants baby, I can’t wait to get you home. I wanna fuck your pussy with your little trinket still stuffed up your butt.” Before either one of us could say another word our boots and pants were off. He threw my knees up over his shoulders and fucked me hard and fast. I was so fucking turned on I came almost as soon as he shoved his cock inside me. It was the first time I had his cock and something else stuffed in my ass at the same time. I felt so full and sated. It was sensation I could certainly get used to. The cab of the truck was toasty warm and my pussy was filled with his cum, my ass was full of his cum and by the end of the night I knew I’d have a mouthful of his cum too. We couldn’t get enough of each other.

Neither one of us bothered to put our jeans on as Riley put the truck in gear and we raced home. I took out my new vibrator and brought myself to another orgasm before we pulled into the yard. We both gathered our clothes and he grabbed the sacks out of the truck and half naked, we both took a run for the front door of the house. The beauty of living in the middle of nowhere was being able to run around naked without the neighbors watching, even if it was only thirty degrees out.

By the time we got inside the warmth of the house, we were both buck naked and wanting more. He threw me on the bed and fell on top of me. He kissed me hard and growled. “Now I’m going to tie your sweet little ass up to the bed, girl.”

I stopped him before he could say anything more. “Wait Riley! Yes.”

He looked at me and inquired. “Yes? Yes, what?”

I grinned and whispered. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

He answered me by shoving his face into my dripping cum filled pussy and giving me another orgasm.  

It was going to be a long, fun filled, orgasmic night. I could tell already.

The End

The Sultan and His Concubine

The Sultan and His Concubine

By Myandra Monroe

I love to please my wife. Her happiness is my happiness. Whatever she wants I try to give her because I’m always the one who reaps the rewards. To see her writhing in her own orgasm is the greatest pleasure I know. So when she wants to play, we play.

She is the center of my world during the day and at night, she is my goddess fuck doll. And so it goes.

Nothing could be more of a turn on for her than to be ritually bathed by me for a night of over the top sex play. I run a hot bath and carefully wash her beautiful body with sweet smelling soaps. I clean her inside and out. I shave her, paint her toenails, wash and brush her hair. She willingly lets me do it, all of it.

I wrap her long hair in a tight braid that hangs down past her lovely shoulders. It makes an excellent handle when I’m fucking her. I massage her entire body with exotic oils and aromatic lotions. I lube her sweet little puckered asshole and take special care applying lotion to every fold of her beautiful pussy.

All the while, she is mewing like a newborn kitten from the extra special attention.  She is ready to receive any and all the things I want to do to her tonight. Her persona has been transformed from my lovely wife into my very own concubine. My personal sex slave and I have become her sultan. Master of her body, heart and soul. She belongs to me.

I will show her in every way how much I treasure her before I release her into the peace that only my domination can give my beloved wife.

Floor pillows and soft blankets are spread across the floor of our bedroom. She has prepared a tray of fruits, cheeses and wine. She obediently kneels in front of me, ass up over a large floor pillow while I sit with my back against the foot of the bed. Placing the tray on her upturned ass with her parted legs over my lap, I play with her pussy in between bites of food. We watch an erotic porn on the widescreen. She points out all the things she wants me to do with her. I’m only happy to oblige.

She knows how much she is loved. She knows how much I cherish her and all the things she so willingly gives to me. All her life she has waited for a man who could love her the way that only I can do and in turn, she creates my every dream into a reality. Her trust in me is unfaltering and I would never do anything that would jeopardize what took me so long to build up in her heart.

After the meal, I remove the tray and push her body forward over the top of the pillow. Her ass high, her back gracefully arched and her long legs straddling the floor pillow with her head on the blanket. My hand gently caresses the silky smooth skin along her lovely ass, massaging and kneading her voluptuous oiled rump. When she is relaxed and moaning I administer the first loud slap, leaving a perfect pink handprint on her buttock. She gasps and bears down waiting for the next one. I hesitate, making her wait and want it even more.  When she least expects it, I land another slap on her other buttock leaving a matching set of clearly defined pink handprints on her beautiful round ass.

After spending a considerable amount of time admiring her from this position. Playing with her pussy, slapping her bubble butt, teasing her clit and fingering her sweet little puckered asshole, I finally move out from behind her prone position and help her to her feet. Her gorgeous face is flushed and glowing from all the attention I have bestowed below her waist.

I kiss her mouth deeply and passionately, letting her know how much she and this night mean to me. She is my angel, my love and my life. She looks up at me with those big round eyes and nods, knowing how deeply in love I am with her. She has no doubt whatsoever about it. I have her complete trust and approval and tonight, she belongs entirely to me.

I cup her full breasts in my hands and squeeze them. The oil makes them slippery enough that the pliable flesh glides through my fingers. I lean down and take each one of her gorgeous pink nipples into my mouth, sucking on them deeply until they are both ripe, hard buds that I can easily roll and pinch between my thumb and index finger. She moans as I pinch and twist them tighter until they are standing up high and erect. I reach for the nipple clamps and her breath staggers slightly as I clip both of them inside the cushioned spring jaws, screwing them down until they are tightly in place. She lets out a slight whimper as I tug on the chains to make sure they are secure.

With one hand wrapped around her braid I order her to her knees in front of me. My erection is standing straight up against my belly. “Suck me, little cocksucker.” She doesn’t hesitate. She has been trained to place her hands behind her back and I guide my cock into her open mouth. “Take me, all of me.” She knows how.

I help her to her feet, take her by the hand and lead her to the padded sawhorse she purchased for our anniversary. Its camel leather upholstery with polished oak legs is the perfectly tailored height for me to fuck her, all of her. Have I mentioned what a considerate genius of a woman she is?

I help her climb on as she straddles the leather padding. The bench has straps and cuffs attached so I can secure her snugly to the top. She’s not going anywhere once I buckle her in. Wrists, ankles, knees, thighs and waist straps are secured in place. Her ass and pussy are in full view and her head rests primly on the padded chin rest. Her entire body, bound and accessible to my every desire.  I stand back to admire her. She is my slave. She is my beautiful fuck toy. She is the love of my life. I cherish her and every moment of this.

I cup her face in my hands and ask in a hushed tone if she’s ready to submit herself to me in every way. She humbly nods that she is. My hands are shaking with desire as I reach for the red calfskin flogger, her very favorite. I whip her bottom with the knotted tails, first gently then with more force. Her body stiffens and jerks slightly under her restraints. She moans softly. A soft moan of initial pain followed by sublime pleasure from the slight sting of the pliable leather.

I recall our conversations on how this all began when she would tell me what her desires were. Nobody understood what those desires meant until I came into her life. The very things I always dreamed of were also her dreams. All the while I am recalling this, I’m leaving little pink marks of pure love across the soft perfumed skin of her back, buttocks and thighs. The sensation of being stung and caressed by the kid leather is leaving her breathless and me hard.

I stop whipping her long enough to pull on her braid and whisper gruffly in her ear. “You belong to me. I take what’s mine. You are mine, understood?” She whimpers a soft reply of “Yes, master.” Which pleases me very much.  She is the perfect little slave.

I kiss the back of her neck and run my tongue along the fine hairs on the nape of her lovely neck. I whisper to her how excited she makes me. The way she reacts to my touch, to my words, to my whip. I love to take her to these dark chambers in her mind. The places no one else has ever dared to take her. I love how I make her whole body tremble in want. I use the flogger on her harder and faster now. Her body jerking against her restraints as tears spring from her beautiful eyes. “Tell me how much you want this my beautiful little slut.”

She cries out. “Please sir, please own me. Please let me give you everything I have!” She sobs. “I’m ready to accept whatever you're willing to give me! I belong to you and only you!”

I am so overwhelmed with her femininity and submissiveness that I’m compelled to kiss her, swirling my tongue inside her mouth tasting her sweet saliva mixed with mine. She tastes like heaven. Her lips soft and delicious. I reach between her legs and shove my fingers inside her wet, dripping pussy and fingerfuck her deep and hard. She moans in my mouth as I kiss her, while I push deeper inside her tight little cunt. My fingers are dripping with her aromatic juice as I shove them in her mouth and order her to suck them clean. She does so eagerly and thoroughly until they are completely licked clean of her sweet taste. Her soft doe-like eyes look up at me as I smile with pleasure at her willingness to seek my approval.

I whisper in her ear as I run my hands across the smooth hills and valleys of her luscious body. “You are part of my soul, only your heart knows what I need from you. My mind burns for you. Desire for you blocks out everything.” I grasp her face between my fingers and thumb and kiss her mouth once more. “When I take you I feel like a god taking his goddess.”

I lube an anal plug and liberally lube her ass. She sighs deeply and sucks her breath in as I slowly work it into her sweet puckered anus. She winces slightly with pain as I slowly push it into her tight little asshole until it pops into place and her muscles clamp around it. I tap on the plug to make sure it’s secure, she squirms and moans. I glide my mouth from her ample bottom all the way up her spine to her neck. My hungry lips on her soft fragrant skin. She smells like heaven. She tastes like ambrosia. Her sounds reminiscent of a contented kitten.

“That's my pretty, dirty little fuck toy.” I coo to her as I stand back to admire her well stuffed bottom.

I walk slowly around her until I am standing in front of her. I roughly grab her braid in my hand and gruffly order her. “Suck my cock you little cunt.” She obediently opens her mouth and I smear my cockhead dripping with precum across her lovely full lips. She eagerly licks at them, savoring the taste of the glistening viscous brine.

“Taste me princess. Taste my desire for you.” I hiss. I pull her braid tighter and growl. “Open wide and take me in your mouth. All of me.” Through years of practice I’m proud to say that she is an expert at taking the entire length of me to my balls into her lovely throat with barely a gag as long as I feed it to her slowly.

Her mouth is warm and wet. She feels like heaven. My wife knows how to suck a cock. When I fuck her face she is trained to keep her eyes on my eyes. That gorgeous face glows with love for me and my love for her swells inside my chest as I fuck her mouth. She is lovely in every single way. The sounds of her slurping, licking and moaning as she sucks my cock are almost more than I can take. Her eyes focused on me as I push myself deep in her throat watching her face flush. Her eyes widen as a trail of saliva puddles on the leather bench beneath her. My balls resting on her chin as she waits for me to pull out again so she can catch her breath.

Mirrors surrounding the bench make it possible for me to see her at every angle. At this moment I am looking at her open and displayed stuffed ass, her dripping pussy while I experience the sensation of her lips wrapped around the head of my cock. There is no comparison to how the sights, sounds and sensations make me feel. Everything I see and feel is all mine, she’s all mine. My beloved concubine is now gently suckling on the tip of my cock to keep me from exploding in her mouth. The sound is exhilarating. I abruptly pull out. Leaving her breathless. I stroke her face and tell her what a good little cocksucker she is, the best. “The pleasure is mine Sir.” She smiles demurely.

My cock is standing straight up, rock hard against my belly as I move over to our little chest of toys. I pull out a small set of suction cups and take them over to show her what I have for her. She’s never seen them before and I can tell she’s curious but she’s not allowed to ask me questions so she watches me carefully as I remove the nipple clamps from her breasts which are hanging down on either side of the bench. She winces slightly and sucks in her breath as I remove them and replace the clamps with the suction cups. I screw them down until they are sucking her nipples deep inside the see-through clear chambers. Her delicate pink nipples are now nearly an inch long. Her panting breaths tell me that the sensation is overwhelming. My cock aches to watch her reaction, her whimper as the nipples grow under the pressure of the suction cups.

Her hips are rocking against her restraints and the edge of the bench, trying to get some relief for her hungry little pussy. I walk behind her and hold up one last suction cup as she watches helplessly. I spread her labia, press against her vulva as I place the suction cup over the top of her pretty little clitoris. I twist it down pulling her pale pink clit up and away from its protective hood. She squeals as the sensation of having her clit sucked overtakes every nerve ending in her body. She is gasping for breath, grimacing. Juice is pouring from her pussy as I crank the suction cup a little tighter.  Her contractions are making the little cup move magically by itself. I watch in an almost hypnotic state.

I insert a small powerful curved vibrator into her throbbing vagina, turn it on high and fuck her. She’s a squirter, so at this point she has drenched me with her cum. She has forgotten all about being demure as she screams and wails in a crashing, ear shattering orgasm.

“Yeah, that’s it baby!” I encourage her. “Let it all out for me! Give me everything!” She is jerking, gnashing, grinding her body beneath her restraints. She’s has commenced to speaking in tongues. Tears rolling down her face, saliva drooling down her chin. Her eyes rolled back in her head. My baby knows how to cum.

She suddenly screams “Fuck me! Spank me! Make me keep cumming like this! Please sir!” How can I turn down an orgasming goddess with an urge to keep cumming? I quickly pull out the vibrator shove my cock into her contracting pussy and start spanking her beautiful round ass with the palm of my hand. She is bucking, her ass bouncing, her vagina is nearly squeezing my cock to death. I’m not just fucking her, I am frenzy fucking her.

She sputters in between convulsions to cum in her ass. She doesn’t need to tell me again. I ease that butt plug out of her sweet little butthole and slide my cock inside of her before her little bung hole has a chance to close up completely. She tightens around my throbbing cock and I begin to fuck her so hard that the sawhorse is bouncing and jumping. Between the feelings, sights and sounds of what’s swirling around us, I am becoming overwhelmed. My balls are boiling over as I empty what seems like a gallon of sperm inside her lovely butt.  

My sweaty, cum soaked body collapses in a heap over her sweaty, cum soaked body. We stay that way for a few long cherished moments until I muster enough strength in my legs to stand up and release her from the restraints. She is practically semi-conscience as I pick her up. Cradling her spent body in my arms, I carry her over to our warm soft bed and gently lay her down.

She mews and reaches her arms out to hold me. I hurriedly turn out the lights and climb wearily in between the covers beside her. Holding her close, I whisper. “Sweet blissful dreams my princess.” She wraps her arms around my neck and gushes. “I love you so much, my hero.”

Fade to black.