Special Dinner

You had an idea of doing something special for both of us. You start off by making dinner in the kitchen, wearing only sexy lingerie, your favorite bra, panties, and stockings. Just the idea of surprising me with this has you horny.

You made pasta and the steamed mixed vegetables. As you work in the kitchen the texture of your lingerie moves across your skin.

It feels so good.

As you strain the pasta, the steam rising up from the noodles is warm on your breasts.

You open the refrigerator to pull out the salad mix. The cool air of the fridge is shocking to your nipples, and they stand up inside your silky bra.

You open the bag and dump it into a mixing bowl. then cut up tomatoes, and carrots.

You take a cucumber in your hand and feel the texture of it before you peel it. You think about how the cucumber is larger and thicker than me, but a cucumber can’t lick your pussy.

Once it is peeled, you slice it. You take one of the slices and place it on your tongue. It is cool and tasty. “No. Not like his cock.” you think and smile at yourself.

You hear me come into the door, from a long day at work. The jingle of my keys on the hook by the door and the sound of me sighing loudly as I remove my shoes.

You pour two glasses of wine, and walk from the kitchen.

I sit in the recliner.

“My day was busy, and traffic sucked as usual.” I say in a tired voice.

You offer me the wine. I take it and sip it. “I probably could use something stronger, but If I did, then I probably wouldn’t notice how sexy that looks on you.” I say looking from your pumps, up your stockings, panties, bra, and stopping at your beautiful eyes and lips.

“I made dinner and its ready.”

I sniff the air. “I smell vegetables, and maybe pasta, but what’s the protein?”

You sit on my lap for a second, throw your arms around me and say. “I know that you have all the protein that I want tonight.” You smile wickedly at me.

“Do you want your ‘protein’ before or after we eat?” I ask with a grin.

“That depends on how tired you are. I have been missing you all day.” you say as you unbutton my shirt and rub my chest.

You kiss me and I hug you tightly.

I begin to get hard from you being so sexy and sitting on my lap.

“I think I want my protein first. If you are not tired afterwards, you can have yours any time you want.”

You slide off my lap, and get between my legs. You unfasten my pants.

I help you remove them so then are around my ankles.

My cock is clearly lying along my leg, still in my briefs.

You grab it and slowly stroke it through the fabric and feel it get harder.

You lower my drawers, and grab my bare cock, smiling up at me and then slowly licking around the tip.

I grab the arms of the chair, as you slowly lick down the ridge of my shaft, slowly going down to my balls, and then up again.

One hand takes both my balls and caresses them.

Your warm lips kiss the tip, as the other hand grips my shaft.

I feel your open mouth, your warm breath as you slowly take me in your wet, wonderful mouth.

You slowly suck me. “Definitely different than a cucumber”, you think to yourself and smile as you suck me harder.

You take me deeper.

“Oh God, I love how your mouth feels.” I say as I place my hands on your head.

“Are you saying Grace, my love. I am truly thankful for what I am about to receive.” you say and then take me all the way in your mouth.

Your fingers are tight around the base and the other hand grips my balls.

I grab handfuls of your hair as you suck me up and down.

Between the motion of your mouth and your hands, you feel my cock getting slick from both your saliva and my pre-cum.

I pull your hair tighter. You feel my balls are nice and tight so you stop gripping them.

You pull back and concentrate on licking and sucking my tip as your hands stroke the shaft.

I try to hump your mouth. You taste my acrid flavor. I grab your head tightly as my cock pulses in your mouth. You taste the sweet but briny favor of my cum and suck harder.

I am breathing hard, and let go of your head.

You lean forward and kiss me. I taste myself on your mouth.

“I am thankful for all I received. Dinner is ready.” You say as you stand up and head to the kitchen.

I pull up my pants, grab my wine glass, and follow you.

“I have an idea of what to give do for dessert.” I say with a smile.

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Men Shopping Together

 

After having breakfast, you and I talk about going shopping, early in the morning. Today’s weather is warm, so I am wearing my cargo shorts, and a light t-shirt, while you are wearing jeans and a t-shirt which accents your muscles.

“Do you want to go to the mall? Or do you need to go somewhere else?” I ask. “I could use a few things for the house, and maybe an outfit or two. Or if money is tight, we can just pick the things we need.”

“We can go shopping, before the weather gets too warm” you say.

We get into your vehicle and start going down the road. I notice a large lump in your front pocket. “Should I ask what’s in your pocket, or is it a surprise?”

“You will have to wait and see.” you say with a grin.

After a while, as we get closer to a large shopping center, you take a hand off the steering wheel and place it on my knee, “I need to buy you some new shorts. I can’t have you walking around in those all the time, they make me wanna fuck you everywhere.” You squeeze my knee.

I lean closer. “Mmmm I like the idea of folks seeing you hard as you walk around.” I say playfully.

You sigh, as you pull into the parking lot. We get out of the vehicle and walk together. You look down and shake your head as you check me out as I walk ahead of you. The shorts just show my ass so well. You comment “I can literally see each cheek in them.”

I slow down. “I think that store has a “summer blow out” sale. Shall we take a look?” I ask as I take your hand and lead you to a clothing store.

Near the front of the store, you see various “Sale” signs for women’s and kid’s apparel. But I continue to pull you deeper into the store, towards the men’s wear section.

“Let’s see what that looks like.” you say as you smack my ass, starting to get a little turned on. “Do ya’ think I can get you a small thong in here?” you ask

I turn and kiss your cheek. “We shall see.”

We follow the signs to men’s summer wear, seeing various shorts and shirts.

I pick up one at a time and hold them up for you. “Should I take some of these to the dressing room and try them?”

You smile wickedly at me, “You can take them to try on but I’m coming in there with you.” You notice that the swimsuit section has Speedos.

“Of course you are coming with me. I want your honest opinion.” I say playfully.

“I know you do.” You respond as you grab a Speedo.

The dressing rooms are small, but large enough for two people.

Looking around you say “Well, I’ll just sit on the bench in the room, you show off for me.”

I close the door behind us and strip off my shorts.

My ass cheek is still pink from where you smacked it earlier.

I slowly try on the first pair of shorts. They are old style “board shorts”.

“Does this cover too much?” I ask.

You make a turnaround motion with your hand. “Let me see.” Nodding but slightly frowning, “Not my favorite.” I pull them off to try on another one. As I am bent over, showing my naked ass, you comment. “Way better.”

I see the Speedo still in your hand, so I step out of the board shorts, take it from you, and slide them on.

They are snug around my ass and crotch, nicely outlining my dick. Shaking my ass, I ask “Do you like this better?”

“Oh fuck. Your body is looking good. Let me see a little closer” You say as you grab me. My ass is facing you as I walk backwards towards you.

You pat your knee as you have me sit on your lap.

I rub your chest and kiss your neck “Mmmm… That feels good.” you say in a low tone.

“But don’t you want me to try on a few more things first?” I ask as move my ass, rubbing your crotch, once again noticing the large lump in a front pocket which is the opposite side of where your cock is growing in your jeans.

“You sure are sliding your ass in a certain part my lap. Are you sure you want to keep trying things on?” You whisper in my ear.

I turn and whisper into your ear. “If you want me to ride you here, then you need to be still. I don’t want us to get thrown out.”

I stand up, undo your jeans and pull them down a bit.

You move the fabric of the Speedo to the side. “Keep it on while you sit down on me.”

“Of course.” I whisper back.

Your cock is standing tall and firm as I rub the crack of my ass along it.

Slowly moving back and forth, up and down. Giving you a lap dance.

You comment in a low tone, “Make sure you don’t moan too loud. I know you like to be vocal.” You grab my hips and squeeze my ass.“Keep dancing,” you moan.

I spread my ass cheeks and press the tip of your hard cock against my tight hole. “Shall I ride you reverse cowboy?”

“Yep” you loudly whisper, as you guide my ass downwards. My asshole feels so tight as I press down a bit and take your tip deeper.

Slowly I bounce up and down.

You look in the mirror in front of us watching my face. “Fuck you look hot.” you exhale in a hoarse whisper.

I continue taking you deeper with each bounce.

You watch your cock disappear as I take you fully. I close my eyes in pleasure.

Then I lean forward and twerk with your hard cock in my ass.

You feel my ass shake with your thick cock inside of me. It feels so tight around you.

“Fuck. You can really twerk. Yeah, shake that ass on this cock.” you say louder.

I shake it side to side a bit as I go up and down, biting my lower lip to stifle a grunt of pleasure.

You pull my head towards you and whisper in my ear. “You’re all the way down now. Fuck. ride me. let’s cum in the dressing room. I want your cum in that speedo.”

Turning my head, I whisper back “Cum in my ass.”

I feel your hand reach up and stroke my hard dick.

“Fuck. Your face just looks entranced riding me.” you comment under your breath.

I focus fucking my ass harder with your cock.

“If you want me to cum, stroke me.” I say in a hoarse whisper.

Gripping my dick harder, you stroke it faster as I try not to moan.

You feel my asshole tighten around your cock as I am getting closer to orgasming.

Your hand feels slick with my pre-cum.

I lean back against you, making soft, slutty noises.

“Fill my asshole. Make me cum.” I whisper.

We hear footsteps outside of the room as someone enters the dressing room next to us.

I clamp my hand over my mouth and breathe harder as I am about to cum.

You stroke my hard dick quicker, as my asshole is so tight around your thick hard cock.

You feel so hard in my ass, I don’t think you will last longer.

My hot cum spurts and dribbles all over your hand and the front of the speedo.

Then you bust inside of me, filling me up.

I feel your cock pulse and shoot your hot cum inside of my ass.

I slowly rise up. Cum drips from my ass.

“How am i ever gonna get this cleaned up off of me?” you ask, pointing to the jizz on your thigh and lap.

“Let me clean that.” I whisper.

You reach into your jeans still on the floor, and pull out ‘Ol’ Faithful’, my favorite butt plug. “Where do you think you’re going? you need to stay filled up.”

“OOOh. That’s what was in your pocket?” I whisper playfully.

You whisper back, “I thought we might need it, because you were wearing your sexy shorts.”

I bend over and you quickly slide it in, fitting it snuggly, then, I turn around and take your softening cock, getting on my knees, sucking and licking it clean.

“Fuck. your ass is so fat and juicy, and your mouth is so talented. I don’t know how to handle you.” you say softly

“You know you love me.” I say between sucks.

I quickly change back into my clothing.

“Let’s check out. We can model more back home.” gathering up all of the shorts and shirts I picked out.

“Fuck,” you say as you zip up your jeans, “You’re such a slut.”

I kiss you and wink suggestively.

Leaving the room, we notice the guy from the fitting room next to us. He raises and eyebrow and shakes his head, knowingly.

We go to the checkout counter. The lady ringing us up notices the stains on the Speedo. “Are you sure you want these. I think someone stained them.”

“It doesn’t matter ma’am. We will take them as is.” I respond with a wink.

She looks at us strangely but scans it anyways along with the other clothing.

As you pay, she comments, “I hope you found everything you wanted.”

Putting my hand on your lower back. “Of course we did. Your store has everything we want. And we love your ‘Big Blow Out Sales’. We’ll be back for more next time.” I say with a wink, then we leave and go home.

One we are in the house, I model the rest of the outfits one at a time, taking breaks between each outfit as we pleasure each other. “We had a great day shopping.”

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Using your Friend's Husband

 You have known your best friend since you were kids. She and you got into all sorts of trouble. But you recently found out that she has been lying to you about things that really hurt. You want to hurt her back. You are going to fuck her husband. You really want to do it in their house, when she is there but doesn’t know about it.

There is a large “get together” going on at their place. The weather is warm so most of it is outside. You notice, at some point that he isn’t there. You go inside with the excuse of getting another drink.

As you go to the kitchen for that drink you see him, cleaning up some of the dishes from earlier. You notice how he looks in his t-shirt & jeans. His hands covered in soapy water.

He looks up, “Did you need something? I figured I would clean up while you gals were talking.” He nods his head towards the alcohol bottles, “Did you want me to mix you a drink?”

“No, I’ll make my own.” You say. As you walk to the bottles, you feel him watching you. You pour in the alcohol, and he turns back to washing a glass. “Do you have pineapple juice?” You ask. 

“It’s in the fridge, on the bottom shelf.”

You open the fridge and bend over with your legs straight. Your shorts are tight on your firm butt, and you are sure he’s looking at you.

“Hhuumm, look behind the orange juice” he says, his voice cracking a bit.

You grab the orange and pineapple juices and hold them in front of your breasts. You feel the coldness of the containers through your top. Between the cold temperature and the thought of him watching, your nipples are getting hard. 

You walk over to the counter and as you pour the juices into your drink, he can see your nipples poking through your t-shirt.

“What are you mixing?” he asks a little bit nervously, but obviously aroused. “A drink I call Island Pleasure.” You answer in a seductive tone. “It’s rum, orange juice, pineapple juice, and one thing I don’t think you have.” 

“What are you missing?” He asks.

“Passion Fruit.” The soapy glass in his hand slips back into the sink. You see his face turn a little red with embarrassment. “Aaahh, uuumm, what do you do if you don’t have passion fruit?” 

You smile and walk next to him and whisper in his ear, “I make do with what’s available.”

You have been drinking and feel a bit bold.

You whisper in his ear, “I want you to lick my pussy, and suck my nipples.” You rub your breasts against his back. The texture of your top feels good on your hard nipples.

“But my wife?” He says in a nervous tone.

You lick his neck, “She never told you about our college days? The boys we shared, and things we did?” You pull the plug from the sink and the water drains away. “My hands are wet, let’s get a towel from the bathroom.”

Because the party is downstairs, you pull him upstairs. The bathroom is just off to the side. You push him in first, close the door, and lock it.

You get on your knees, and undo his jeans. “I want to see what you have. Since she got married, she doesn’t share anymore.” In his white briefs, you see the outline of his hard cock. You pull it free. It’s not too big or too small, it’s circumcised, and he has a lot of pubic hair.

You grab his shaft and lick the tip. “Mmm I like it.” You say. “But you have to lick my pussy first.” You pull down your shorts and damp panties. You sit on the toilet lid, spread your legs wide as you grab his hair, pulling him to the floor. “She won’t tell me if you’re a good lover. I think she’s being selfish. Show me how you lick her pussy.”

You pull his face between your legs.

He puts his hands on your strong thighs. He slowly licks around your wet pussy lips with the tip of his tongue. You feel his slick wet tongue going up…

Around…

Down….

And across….

And then slowly between your lips.

He slowly licks up and down.

As he goes up, you feel his fingers on your hood…

His tongue licks around your clit.

Then he goes down…and his tongue thrusts into your hungry pussy.

You grab his hair with both hands. “Oh yes, do that.”

He licks a finger, and as he licks your clit, you feel a lubed finger slide into you. He works his finger in slowly, twisting as it goes in and out.

The you feel his warm wet mouth suck your clit. Feeling the suction on your clit as he works his finger faster.

You pull his hair as you moan in pleasure.

“You like this? Then cum on my mouth and fingers.”

You feel a second finger filling your tight wet pussy.

He licks around your clit and then sucks it firmly.

You pull his head tightly against you and you thighs tighten around his head.

“That’s it cum for me.” he says in a deep low voice.

You feel his tongue in your pussy again as his slick fingers rub your clit hard and fast. Feeling his mouth pressed against your pussy. Feeling his fingers rubbing your clit so hard.

The wave of pleasure builds in you. You hump his mouth as you cum.

You let go of him. You sit there, your pussy pulsing.

You kiss your fingertips and put them to his lips. “You do that so well. Let’s keep that as our little secret. We should get back to the party before folks notice we are missing.”

You get dressed and leave the bathroom, but you wait in the hall. When he steps out, you kiss him on the lips again. “If you use your cock half as well as you eat pussy, then I will need to use you again.”

He starts to say something, but you put your fingers to his lips. “Don’t say anything. Your wife is my oldest and best friend. We shared boys when we were growing up. I would never to anything to hurt her or put your marriage in jeopardy” You lie to him. “We will keep this just between us.”

Back downstairs, you see your “friend”, and she is chatting with some of the neighbors. You walk up and in a low voice tone, “Your husband has a tasty cock. I think you need to up your “blow-job” game. Thanks for letting me use him. I think he enjoyed my cunt.” 

Before she can respond you say louder, so others can hear, “Thanks for inviting me. I had a wonderful time, your husband is so friendly. I’ll cum again soon.” and leave.

“That should even the score.” you think to yourself.

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Nun's Wicked Thoughts

 

(As this weekend All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day are celebrated, I though my readers might enjoy something different. Still erotic but a little different. Enjoy)

You had a rough life before you took your vows and were happy when the Sisters let you join the Order.

Before you joined, you had been a troubled woman, living on the street for a while, and even turned tricks to survive.

It was some of the Sisters that found you.

They were ministering to the homeless and hungry. You were both at the time.

At first, they offered just food. They always offered to pray with you, but you refused.

After months of seeing them, you noticed, that they were genuine. This wasn’t a con or a grift. These women wanted to help people, and they seemed to be satisfied in a way you weren’t.

The next time they offered to pray with you, you accepted.

You didn’t know the words. The Sisters said, it is okay.

You asked if they could help you get off of the street.

They gave you a phone number and an address.

It was a live-in program for runaways and prostitutes who wanted out of the life.

You joined the program. Got clean, went back to school, and was able to complete a certification program for Health Care Assistants.

You want to give back to the Sisters who helped you.

Returning to where you had been turning tricks on the street, you were shocked to see how run down and dirty it all was.

It had only been a couple of years, but it seemed to be a lifetime.

That day you lucked out, because you saw a couple of Sisters ministering to some new girl. The girl looked scared and angry. “Did I look like that?” you ask yourself.

You stand back and wait for the Sisters to finish before you come up to them.

“Sisters, you might not remember me…”

“Yes, we do. How are you doing? Do you need our help again?”

“No Sister, it is nothing like that. I did really well in the program. I was looking for you. I want to join your order. I want to help people like you do.”

That was a few years ago. You became Catholic, were an initiate, and then you took your vows and became a nun. You have been with the Sisters, living in the Convent and doing well. Working in the neighborhood clinic, you help people.

One day, you are changing the bandage on a guy who you are pretty sure is or was a pimp. “You are really pretty Sister” he says.

You hear those kinds of things all the time, and just focus changing his bandage.

“I bet you could earn some good money if you were working the streets.”

As he says that, you hear a voice from your memory saying the same thing.

“Was he one of the guys who tried to be my pimp?” you think to yourself.

You stop for a second.

“I’m sorry Sister. I didn’t mean it. You and the other Sisters do good work here. I am just a sinner. Finish up and I’ll leave.”

You and the Nurse, finish his bandage and he leaves.

The rest of the day goes without incident.

At night when you are in your bed, images flash in your mind.

You on your knees in a dark alley sucking a strange cock. Then you bent over, being fucked from behind. The faces and specifics are all hazy and blurry. You hear grunts in your ears, taste cum in your mouth.

You wake up, breathing hard. It was a nightmare.

But your nipples are hard and your pussy is wet.

It has been years since you had sex. It’s been years since you wanted it.

You say an Our Father, and 3 Hail Mary’s. You will go to confession before Morning Mass.

As you go to confession, you try to block out the thoughts from last night but they are still in your head.

You enter the confession booth.

“Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been a week since my last confession.” You say as you kneel and cross yourself.

“What troubles you.” you hear a voice say.

It’s Father Christopher; you think to yourself. “I thought it would be Father Albert, or Father Joseph, not him. He looks younger than me.”

You sigh. “Father, last night I had wicked thoughts. They were memories from my past. Of things I had done.”

“Do you still want to do these things? Are they things that would cause harm to you or others?” He asks in a concerned tone.

“I hope he doesn’t recognize my voice” you think. “No Father, I don’t want to do those things. I don’t want to think those things. They aren’t thoughts about hurting but thoughts of things that used to bring pleasure, when I led a wicked and sinful life.”

“Do you wish to go into more detail about these thoughts? To unburden yourself?” He asks.

“No Father. Not at this time. I just want God, and the Lord Jesus, to help keep these desires from returning.” You say in a more confident tone.

“Okay, let us pray together and afterwards, attend Mass, and say 2 Our Father’s and 3 Hail Mary’s to keep your mind clear. Now pray with me. Lord God, help your troubled daughter. Keep her mind clear of wicked thoughts and free from temptations. You helped her change her life and we ask that you keep her on the path you have shown her. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Amen.”

You cross yourself and get up. “Thank you, Father.”

“You are welcome, Sister.”

“Did he recognize me? Or is it because normally only the nuns and clergy come this early for confession? It is probably that.” You think and you go to Mass.

During Mass you concentrate on the lessons, and the Gospel. You sigh and feel the Lord around you. Yes, this is what you needed. You sing along with the hymns.

The music feels good. Then it is time for communion.

You go to the railing and kneel. You fold your hands and lean back your head and open your mouth to receive the Host on your tongue.

As the priest approaches you close your eyes. You see an image of a hard cock ready to enter your open mouth. You open your eyes as you feel the Host on your tongue.

You swallow. It was just bread. “It is the Corpus Christi in your mouth” you think. You drink the wine from the Chalice. You feel the wine go down your throat. “It is the Sanguis Christi” you think again. You continue kneeling and pray an Our Father silently.

You cross yourself and get up. You return to the pew.

After Mass, Father Joseph and Father Christopher are greeting people as they exit.

Father Joseph takes your hand in his old weathered hand, “Are you okay, Sister? During Communion, you looked surprised when I gave you the Host.”

“I am fine, Father, I was in prayer and the Host on my tongue surprised me. That is all.”You lie to him.

Father Christopher shakes your hand. “Are you heading down to the Clinic? Do you need any help from us today?” He asks with a genuine smile.

“Yes, Father I am heading straight to the Clinic. I hope I don’t’ need you. But your prayers and support are always appreciated.” You smile and leave.

You put in a full day at the clinic, feeling tired but good. No stray thoughts.

You were able to concentrate on your work, so you return to the convent and join the Sisters for dinner, then take part in the Vespers and Compline services before going to bed.

Your sleep in an uneasy one.

You feel hands caressing your breasts and your hard nipples are pulled and pinched. A hard cock goes into your wet pussy. It feels so good. You wake up.

You are alone in your room. But the dream is vivid. Maybe if you masturbate, you will purge yourself if it. You lay back on your bed with the sheets off.

Removing your night gown, and with your eyes closed, you caress your breasts. Slowly. Just like in the dream. You feel strong hands being loving and gentile with you.

You remember a mouth softly sucking your nipples. You grab a nipple with your fingers, and slowly work it. Rolling it and pulling it until you are pulling it harder.

Your other hand is between your legs. It has been a long time since you masturbated. You slowly caress your pussy lips with your finger gently rubbing the outline of your lips.

You feel the dampness of your pussy and slowly work a finger inside of you.

Oh, it feels so good again.

Working your finger up and down your wet pussy, you rub the wetness on your clit which is getting excited.

You pull your nipple harder as you rub your pussy faster, thrusting two fingers into your pussy. You let go of your nipple, and reach down to your pubic bush.

Your fingers rub through the tangle of curly hair as your other hand goes in and out faster and deeper. You grab a hand full of pubic hair and pull.

The mixture of pleasure and pain feels good.

You rub your clit using the fingers that are wet with your pussy juices.

Letting go of your pubic hair, you bring your other hand to your mouth and suck your fingers.

“Oh God. This feels so good. I miss having my mouth and pussy filled.” you think.

As waves of pleasure move through you, suck your fingers harder and tighten your thighs around your hand as you cum.

You realize that you were breathing harder.

You slow your breathing and sit up.

“Our Father…” you begin. Doing this again and then praying three Hail Mary’s, you get up, put on your night gown, and wash up and then lie back down.

“Tomorrow, I have more than just wicked thoughts to confess.” You smile to yourself and you drift off to a peaceful sleep.

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Laundry Day

 It is a quiet Saturday morning, perfect for doing laundry.

You are walking around the house in only your underwear.

The washer is done with the load of colors, so you look into the dryer to make sure it is empty, and you see something inside.

You think it might be an old sock or panties from a previous load, so you get down and reach in to get it.

You don't hear me walking up behind you. 

"Mmmmm that is a sexy position." I say.

With your head all the way in the dryer, I stand right behind you.

You feel my hand slowly caress your firm ass cheek. "Yes, you are so sexy in that position."

Feeling me slide your panties to the side, and my wet slick tongue slowly lick up and down your pussy, you push back against me.

“Wait a minute, and let me change my position.” You say.

You back out of the dryer, stand up, and lean against it. Looking back, you see that I am still on my knees.

With a hand on each cheek, I slowly lick from your pussy to your ass.

The tip of my tongue slowly goes between and around the folds of your pussy lips and then slowly up the crack of your ass. I spread your cheeks wider and you feel the tip of my tongue tease your tight crinkled hole.

You feel one of my manicured fingers slide into your wet pussy.

“Oh, you are such bad girl” You say as you push back against me.

I reach under your top and pull one of your nipples as the fingers of my other hand slowly go in and out of your pussy.

I stand up and whisper in your ear "How badly do you want me?"

My warm breath on your ear feels sexy as I pull your right nipple firmly and thrust my fingers into your wet pussy.

"Do you want to face me or shall I keep you bent over?" I whisper.

“I want you to lick and suck my nipples.” You respond.

Your nipple is so hard in my fingertips, but I let go and step back.

You straighten up, remove your top and panties, then sit on the top of the dryer, and spread your legs. Its metal top is cool against your skin.

I kiss your mouth, and then slowly lick around your left nipple.

You enjoy the feeling of my tongue as I slowly lick.

I loosen my shorts and they drop to the floor. My panties are damp from excitement.

“Mmmmm, It looks like we are both excited.” you moan with enthusiasm, one hand running your fingers through my hair and the other steadying yourself on the machine.

I move my fingers up and down your wet open pussy lips.

Then I kiss your mouth again as I slowly slide two of my wet fingers into you.

They go in and out, deeper each time and you feel my thumb rubbing your clit in slow circles. You wrap your legs around me and hook your ankles together as you pull me deeper into you.

My nipples are hard through my t-shirt as I rub against your warm bare skin.

"You really are horny today." I say as I pull my wet fingers from you and lick them.

You kiss my lips again, tasting yourself on me.

Pulling off my t-shirt you see my hard nipples, then I rub your clit again, this time faster and harder

“Yes, do that….Oh..Yes.” You say, breathing harder.

My nipples rub against yours as I thrust my fingers harder and deeper.

I kiss you again. My tongue exploring your mouth.

“Mmmm.....I love when….you do this....to me.......ohhhhhhhhhh” you say gasping.

I stop rubbing your clit, get on my knees, and grab your hips with both hands.

Then I thrust my tongue deep into you.

I am excited and enjoying your flavor as you feel my nose on your clit, and another wave of pleasure washes over you too.

My lips and mouth are wet from your juices.

Standing, I kiss you again and hug you tightly.

"I should let you finish doing laundry.  If you put the wet clothes in the dryer, I will start the load of whites in the wash." I say as I strip out of my wet panties, grabbing both yours and mine, and adding them to the pile of whites.

“Should we stay naked, or get dressed?” I ask.

“Let’s throw on shorts and t-shirts for now. Just in case someone comes by.”

“You mean you don’t want to flash the neighbors?” I say laughing.

“Maybe later. If the weather is nice, maybe we can do something on the back deck.” You say with a smile and a kiss.

“Promises, Promises.”  And we head to the bedroom to get dressed.

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The Mistress and Her Servant - Part 5 - Reward after a "No Nut Month"

The four Mistresses come onto the stage. They bow their heads to Madam Shade and then stand by their servants. Each one has a key in their hand.

“Before the unlocking. Show me that the locks are in place.” She says to the four of them. Your Mistress looks at you, and whispers, “Fully remove your pants, and fold them so everyone sees what you are doing.” You nod.

You slip off your shoes, set them neatly to the side, remove your pants, shake them, and fold them along their existing creases. Then set them on top of your shoes.

“Damn, he does laundry too?” Madam Shade says in a light tone.

You then take your place in line. Your Mistress pulls down your panties showing your dick in its wire cage.

You try not to glance but you are curious as to the other “cock cages”. You see quick flash of gold, and one of the others looks to be hard black rubber, you can’t see the last one.

Turning to the crowd Madam Shade ask “Are we ready to release them? Do we have everything ready?” It is the first time in a long time you have seen your Love get on her knees in front of you. You almost want to stop her, get under her. Her sucking your dick happens, but it is when she is riding your face and she wants to reward you. Her on her knees, with the other Mistresses doing similarly, just looks wrong.

“Place the Keys into the Locks.” Madam Shade commands. You feel the vibrations of the key going into the lock. “Remove the Locks.” You hear he metal on metal as it slides out. “Remove the cages.” The warm metal of the cage comes off and then she slides the metal ring from around your balls. She softly grabs your dick. “Does it feel good?” she asks quietly. “Yes, my Love.” You respond.

“Ladies stand up. Do you want your servants’ load to go on the Main Stage or one of the side stages?” Your Mistress quickly says “The Left stage, Madam Shade. I have everything already there.” Madam Shade nods and you follow your Mistress after you pick up your shoes and pants.

She leads you over to the Left stage. A spot light is on it and there is a chair on the stage with cushions around it. She leads you to the chair. “Remove all of your clothing and sit.” She commands. This is more like what you were expecting. You purposefully fold your butler’s uniform placing your panties on top. Then sit your bare ass on the vinyl cushion of the chair. “Good for wiping off fluids,” you think.

The notice the other servants moving to their locations. A spotlight on each one.
“Ladies are we ready?” Calls Madam Shade. Your Mistress nods to a man and a thin woman, who nods back. “Madam Shade. The Left Stage is ready.” She yells.

You hear confirmation from the other servants. “You may begin” calls Madam Shade.

The man and woman approach your Mistress. “My Dear,” she says, “I will give you what you wanted. You can watch me cum, as you cum too.” She kisses you on the cheek, then takes the man and kisses him deeply. The woman gets on her knees and grabs your dick. “Watch your Mistress and my Master. I am to take your cum. If I don’t make you cum. My master will punish me.” She says. You watch your Mistress’s dress come off, confirming she was fully naked underneath. She pulls out the Master’s cock, from his slacks. It is long and thick, and not even hard yet. You watch your Love stroke him, as he roughly grabs her breasts and smacks her ass. You feel a tongue slowly licking the tip of your hardening dick. It feels so different compared to when your Mistress does it. This is delicate and submissive. You look down as she smiles up at you. “Yes, get hard and give me your cum.”

Your Mistress gets on her knees and deep-throats the Master. He is pulling her hair. She is enjoying it so much. She strokes his long shaft. “Now Fuck me.” She says in an angry tone, as she gets on all fours in front of you. You watch the Master grab your Love’s hips and thrust hard and fast into her pussy. You feel fingers at your base and stroking your shaft as she sucks your tip. “Give me your cum.” The woman says again. “My Master is fucking her hard like she wants. She will cum soon. Cum for me.”

You hear your Mistress moaning in ways you never heard before. Your dick is so hard.

You watch him smack her ass cheeks again. She moans in pleasure. You feel pleasure building inside of you too. You feel a harder suction on your dick.

“Yes, I taste you. Give it to me.” You spurt and dribble in to her mouth. She licks it from your shaft and holds it in her mouth. She stands up and moves to her Master.

He looks at you and then her. She opens her mouth and lets your cum drip down her chin. You hear a cheer from people who were watching you. With the spotlight on you, you forgot there were other people in the club.

The Master pulls his servant down, pulls out of your Mistress and shoves his cock into his servant’s mouth. “Suck me off.” He commands. Your Love is breathing hard and rolls on to her back. “Lick me clean.” She calls. You leave your chair and the spot light turns off. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the lower light. You get between her legs and lick her used pussy. There isn’t cum in it, but it is open and wet. You lick slowly and attentively. She smiles at you. “Are you ready for the next part?” she asks.

“Yes, my Love. I will do whatever you need.” She whistles. The Master and his girl come over. Your Mistress says “I have taught you how to suck my toys. Show me what you do with a real cock.” You are a little hesitant at first but you remember her saying “You are mine and I won’t let anyone hurt you” You walk over on your knees. The thick cock glistens from various fluids on it. You slowly lick the tip, with your fingers around the base. The tip feels different that of her toys, but you focus.
“That’s it. Lick it and then take it into your mouth.” She says encouragingly. You do as she said, for her. Taking it deeper into your mouth. The flavor is different. The feeling of the cock ridge pushing down your tongue as you take him.

“Oh, He is good.” You hear the Master’s voice say. You slowly pull back and stoke him firmly. It is slick from all the fluids. You want to make her proud. You want to suck him so you give her pleasure.

You feel the plug in your ass slowly being pulled out. You look back. Your Love is there. Her “strapless strap-on” between her legs. “You can have his mouth, but his ass is always mine.” She says to the Master. She works some lube into your ass, as you continue sucking and stroking. You feel her toy going in and out of your ass. He grabs your head and begins fucking your mouth. You gag a bit as you try to relax. As your Mistress fucks your ass you are going to cum. You moan around the cock in your mouth. You taste a strange acrid taste. “His cum” you think. At that, you feel his cock throb in your mouth as his cum goes down your throat. Your Mistress is rubbing her clit as she rides her toy. She is going to cum too. Your cum drips from your softening dick. Surprised that you came a second time. It had been a while since that happened.

Mistress was good to her word. As she was pleasured by a number of men and women, she directed you to “lick clean” a number of pussies, and a few more cocks, but only she was allowed near your ass. You couldn’t say the same for the other servants. You saw the French Maid lying on something that looked like a vault horse. His wrists and ankles secured, as men that his mistress chose, fucked him in his ass and mouth. He seemed to enjoy it too.

When it was time to go, Mistress had you dress her first, then you got dressed. As you left the Club, she hugged you and kissed you deeply. “You did exactly as I wanted. I am so proud of you. Maybe I will have you accompany me to the Club more often.”

“Yes, my Love.” You say as you open her car door.

“Let’s go home, clean up and sleep. You did well, and earned your rewards.” She says with a satisfied smile. “Thank you, Mistress.” You say as you smile at her into the rearview mirror and head home.

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The Mistress and Her Servant - Part 4 - Going to the Club after a "No Nut Month"

 (Hopefully you enjoyed your All Hallow’s Eve, and as I said, we would finish up our story of ‘The Freighter Libereco' and return to 'The Mistress and Her Servant'. Enjoy.)

You are anticipating tonight. Your Mistress has promised you a reward for your months of loyal service and submission. You are driving her to the “Club”. It is not the first time driving there but it will be the first time you will be allowed to enter with her.

As you come to a stoplight, you adjust yourself in your seat, feeling the butt plug, in your ass and the chastity cage on your dick.

“Is there a problem?” you Mistress asks with a smile. You look in the rear-view mirror.

“No, my Love. I am so pleased to be joining you on your outing tonight.”

She smiles and quickly slides one of her breasts free from her V-neck dress. “Yes, you have been so good. You may Look, but don’t get distracted.” She laughs.

You smile broadly. “Yes Mistress. Your breasts are always lovely to see. Thank you. I will focus on driving. We should be there in about 20 minutes or so depending on traffic.”

You want to focus on traffic, because if you think about your Love’s sexy body, you will get hard and you already learned that getting hard in the cock cage, while sitting is not comfortable.

As you drive you think about how this month has been. She has put you in situations you hadn’t planned on when you agreed months ago to be her servant. Waxing off the hair on your ass, keeping your other body hair neatly trimmed, and wearing your butt plug whenever she commands. The hair removal wasn’t so shocking, but when she had you wear your panties under your clothes to work, you weren’t sure at first.

You work a blue-collar job in a warehouse. It’s a lot of lifting, driving, and sweating.

She works middle management in an office and makes more money than you. She almost had you quit your job, but when you demonstrated that you would work full time and still serve her, she loved it.

Once you got used to wearing your panties all the time, she then added having you wear your butt plug. You have a kit with various sizes. She started you off with the smallest. She wants to control you, not hurt you. Working in the warehouse with the plug was different, but manageable. There were times the vibration of the forklift transferred though your ass and you got hard. You smile to yourself thinking about it.

Once you got comfortable with the plug, she used her strapless dildo on you. But that is only when she wants to fuck you, which turned out to be more often than you originally thought.

Since you began serving her, you have more sex. She still gets fucked by “real men with big cocks” but she always wants you to “clean her up” afterwards. She loves how you prepare her for her “dates”. Dressing her in lingerie that she only wears for other men. She also enjoys having you drop her off and pick her up from the “Club” you are going to tonight.

A “No Nut” month was her most recent idea. She said that when she talked with some of the other Mistresses at the Club, they mentioned use of the chastity cage, and a competition.

Apparently, they all agreed on doing a “No Nut Month” with their slaves and servants.

All during the month, your Mistress, teased and tempted you. It made you happy seeing how much fun she was having. Every time she had you help her wash, dress, or clean her up afterwards, she checked the lock at the top of your wire cage to ensure that nothing slipped or changed. “You wear that well, my servant. It is uncomfortable?”

“No Mistress. Only if I get hard.”

“Which a good little boy like you won’t do.” She would purr teasingly.

Every time, you would focus on whatever the task at hand was and try not to get hard. The few times you failed; the pressure as intense. Worse than getting hard wearing a jock strap or a cup.

Tonight, she has you dressed in your “Butler Suit”. She sometimes, around the house has you wear a Maid’s outfit, or just panties. But tonight, she wants to reward you and show you off. You are her “manservant” she told you, not a “sissy maid” tonight.

“Thank you, Mistress. As always, I wear whatever is required.”

You glance in the mirror and notice that she is slowly and seductively caressing her thigh and flashing her bare crotch. You slowly exhale and try to focus on the road. Her pussy is always so tasty. Hopefully tonight you get to lick her to orgasm. It would be great to do it in front of others. But focus on driving, and don’t get hard.

As you arrive, she says, “Park at the side and walk behind me as we enter.”

“Yes, Mistress.” You say as you find an open parking spot.

You get out first, then open her door, and extend your hand for her. As she gets out, she carries a small gym bag. It is her “toy bag” with her favorite items.

“Do I need to explain the rules before we go in?” she asks you.

“Explain whatever you wish Mistress.” You respond honestly.

“Once we enter, you will stand off to the side, until called for. Only speak when I tell you. Your silence will be a visible sign of loyalty and obedience.”

“Yes Mistress.” She kisses your cheek.

“You will see and do things we have never done before. But you are mine and I won’t let anyone hurt you. Do you understand?” She says in a direct but loving tone.

“Yes, my Love.” You say with your eyes downcast.

She hugs you tightly. “We will both enjoy tonight and you will make me proud.”

You follow your Mistress to the front door.

You see a lit sign saying “Special Party Tonight — Single ladies-$, Couples $$, and Single gentlemen $$$.” The doorman sees your Mistress, “Just yourself as always?”

“No, tonight charge me the Couple price. This is my manservant, and he is in the special event.” She says as she pays. He nods and lets you both in.

You have only ever seen the outside. A refurbished warehouse in an industrial park. You wonder how many of the folks who work near it during the day, have any idea what takes place inside the anonymous looking warehouse at night.

Inside, you are surprised by the neon and rope lighting. Purples, Pinks, Reds, Oranges, and Greens. It makes it all look other worldly. Also, one of the walls is covered with mirrored tiles, which makes the space look even larger. There are couches, beds, tables, a large circular couch, and couple of areas that looked to be stages.

You follow behind your Mistress. She is purposefully shaking her ass in a suggestive manner. Not just for you, but apparently for all the people around.

A woman in a bustier and short skirt comes up and kisses your Love on the mouth. She responds by kissing her deeper. As they release, she says to your Mistress,

“You brought him. And in the Butler Uniform too. A bold choice, my dear.”

You notice that standing behind her is a man in a French Maid’s outfit complete with small cap on his head. “As you see, I brought mine too. I didn’t think he was going to last all month, but he did.” She holds up a small keyring with a small key on it. “I can’t wait to unlock him. His little dick must be so filled with his pathetic cum.” She says in a very loud tone.

“Where are we lining them up?” Your Mistress asks.

“I would guess the main stage. But I think we should wait until Madam Shade or her slave tells us.”

“I agree, I wouldn’t want to cross her, especially on their special night.” Your Mistress says as she looks around for others.

You stand there, silent and attentive. You watch as various men and women walk up, kiss and caress your Love. All of them seem to be familiar with her. You know you should feel some sort of jealousy, but you don’t. You feel happy inside. “Regardless of who she has sex with and what they do. She still comes back home to me.” You think.

After a few minutes, a man wearing a spiked collar and little else, comes forward, bows, and says, “Mistresses, if you will please lead your servants to the Main stage, Madam Shade will shortly begin the festivities.”

On the stage, you line up. There are 4 of you. Yourself, the French Maid, a man in a plaid skirt with school shirt & tie, and one wearing only a collar and a leather codpiece.

A spotlight comes on. A voice comes over the speakers. “Ladies and Gentlemen, Masters and Slaves, Mistresses and Servants, we are about to begin. Please turn your attention to the Main stage. Everyone, applaud for Madam Shade.”

Everyone in the Club starts clapping and whistling. A door near you opens and a large black woman in red leather comes out. On a leash is the man with the spiked collar.

He walks behind her with his head bowed.

She stands in front of the lineup; her round ass cheeks look so different than your Mistress’s, you almost want to stare, but you remember to keep your eyes down and look subservient.

Without a microphone, her voice echoes in the large club. “Are these the only entries we have? These were the only ones who successfully completed the ‘No Nut Challenge’?” She motions her hand to have a spotlight sweep the crowd.

She shakes her head. “I don’t know if I am more disappointed in the servants or their masters.” She walks up to you. “You. What did your Mistress tell you tonight?”

You clear your throat, unsure what to say. “Madam, we are here as a sign of our loyalty and obedience.” Quickly remembering what she told you.

“Damn, that’s right!” she says. She continues walking down the line and asking questions, to which the answers are all, “loyalty”, “obedience”, or “service”.

She then looks to the crowd again.

“Who’s servants are these? Come up. It is almost time for their Release.”

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