A simple text...

I heard the chime on my phone and as I shut the coffee pot off, ran water into my cup, I picked up the phone and my world came to a screeching halt. “I want you ready for me when I get home…and keep yourself on edge all day baby... I’ll know if you don’t.  You’ll do this for me baby… be a good girl for Daddy and don’t cum.”

The hard throbbing between my legs, my creamy thighs, swollen clit, all responded to those words. A low moan left my lips and my hands drift up to my lips, tracing their outline.  Then my hands drift down to my nipples, and I squeeze my thighs together. I shudder as my mind drifts back to your leaving this morning. Closing my eyes I can feel your hand on my throat, tilting my head back, grazing your lips across the skin of my throat.  I feel your teeth and again a shiver runs through me and once again your words echo through my mind from your text… “Yes Daddy… I won’t cum.” I whisper and feel my nipples harden even more as a fresh gush of cream comes from me.

I glance at the clock and a moan of dread leaves me, keeping myself sexually on edge, God what a long frustrating day ahead of me. Turning around I glance at my phone once again and a dark spiral of lust twists inside me.   Oh yes, he knew exactly what he was doing, damn him.  I could feel the hot humidity between my thighs, that ache that would tighten and tighten some more over the long day ahead.

Moving to the bedroom my eyes drift to the armoire. I knew that behind those doors were some of my darkest fantasies and most secret desires.  My nipples tingle and harden to points of glass that were almost painful. Breathing deeply only caused them the scrape on the material of my T-shirt. I shuddered and grabbed the doorframe. My hands come up slowly and my palms press against my breasts and my fingers pinch my turgid nipples.  I feel the spike of desire race straight to the apex between my thighs. Pressing my thighs together, letting the feelings roll through me, I let the wave hit me and toss me then to throw me up on the sands of my burgeoning desire.  Leaning against the doorframe, gasping, I slowly feel myself drift down, so close, so very close.

Opening my eyes I move into the bathroom and ran some cold water. I press my wet hands to my cheeks thinking “Girl, you’d better get a grip on yourself, he’s just a man.” As soon as thought registered, I smiled.  Yes, but he was my man.

Putting on some music, I hit the treadmill and took myself through my routine. It always helped me to center myself and burn off some excess energy. As I went through my paces, his face kept popping into my mind and finally I finished, sweating and panting, legs tingling and glad that I had gotten through it. I saw the light flashing on my phone, a text message, and my pulse raced.  Grabbing my towel I wiped my sweaty face.

Moving over to the bed, sitting down, I pick up my phone and read the text waiting for me.  “My… pussy... better be hot and moist, your clit hard and begging to be stroked…”  Suddenly my spine lost its ability to hold me up and I fell back on the bed.  Damn him.  He wasn’t making this easy for me.  I ached to put my fingers deep inside me, my labia were swollen and throbbing, and even now I could feel the throbbing of my clit as it swelled with yet more blood.  My desires spiraled through me and I moan.  Rolling over on to my stomach, I couldn’t help but arch my pelvis into the bed, anything to get just a momentary relief.  Spreading my legs I lay there and waited, waited for it all to abate just a little.  Panting breaths fell from my lips.  My breasts were heavy and aching.  My hands at my sides turned into fists as I try and fight, hoping to find a modicum of control. I can feel the creaminess between my thighs and I moan as I slide into that dream state feeling the edge so very close, beckoning to me. I shudder thinking how close I had come to going over that edge, into that sweet hot abyss.

Rolling over on to my back, I grab my phone and notice that my fingers are shaking.  Taking another deep cleansing breath, I quickly tap out two words, “Yes Daddy”.  Slowly sitting up I smile and then laugh out loud, oh yes, he knows me too well.  Grabbing up my towel I get to my feet and make my way into the bathroom to take a shower.

The water running over my sensitized skin makes me gasp, such a sweet torture.  I shave my underarms, my legs and then my pussy.  It was so very tempting to push two fingers up inside me but I knew I would not be able to stop with just that.  Already my clit was throbbing, begging and needy.  Pulling the lips of my labia apart and making sure to remove all of the hair until it was absolutely smooth, caused me to shudder and I had to stop, grabbing the shower wall for support.  Finally finished with that, I grab the natural sea sponge and wash myself, the soap and water soothing me somewhat.  I smile as I know how much you will appreciate my efforts.  Lost in my own thoughts, I notice the water cooling and turn off the taps. 

Reaching for a towel, I step out of the shower, toweling off quickly as my still sensitized skin craves so much more than the towel. Grabbing my moisturizer for my face, I apply it and look critically at myself, green eyes sparking, and a smile on my lips.  I grab my scented lotion for my body and move back into the bedroom.  Going through the motions of smoothing the lotion over my body, I relax for what could be the first time all day since you left this morning.

Casting a glance at the clock I see that it’s almost time for you to come home. I feel the tightening deep within me and my body knows that you will be on your way soon.  The wave of longing and need flows through me like a tsunami, washing away everything in its path.  Behind it, all that was left was hot lava-like desire.

No more texts, the clock says you will be home any moment now. My body sets up its own little chanting, now, now… now! Hearing you pull up to the house, immediately my pussy surges with cream. My erect nipples turn to shards of glass.  Your key in the door and my body suffuses with color as my passion rises ever higher and hotter.

Waiting in the area between the living room and kitchen, calm settles over me like a cloak, totally superficial.  Underneath I am ripe and ready, wanting and needy.  My tension is like a wire stretched to its tensile point. I clasp my hands behind my back and widen my stance.  A sudden tremor assails me and I feel heat bloom low inside me and I feel the rush of color rise to my chest, my neck, and settle in my face.

You enter the house… I hear your boots and my pulse quickens.  You come into the room and look at me. A slight smile crosses your lips.  Walking over to me your hand closes around my neck and a small, tiny gasp escapes my lips.  Your hand moves to caress my cheek and your thumb rubs over my bottom lip.  You tilt my head with the pressure of your thumb under my chin. Your hand again on my neck, looking into my eyes, I hear your low words “Are you ready? I see you shaved… you look ready…”

Your hand drifts down, pausing over my soft tummy. I automatically tighten my muscles and then make a conscience effort to relax.  You step back and indicate that I should turn around. I do as you silently request and I hear you pull your shirt out of your pants. My eyes close and a shudder courses through me, I lick my lips.  I feel my heart beat accelerate and my pulse jumps. I hear you unfasten your belt and then the rasp as it slowly clears the loops.  I whimper, and then bite my lip in an attempt to keep any further sounds trapped behind my lips.

I feel your hand come up under my hair and caress my neck.  Knowing you feel the tension running through me, I feel your hand slide sensuously down my spine, slowly rolling over each vertebra, until you stop at the top of my ass. I feel your hand as it slowly travels back up and I feel it stop between my shoulder blades.  The flat of your hand spreads warmth through my skin and its magic seeps into me.

Then the subtle pressure of your hand pushes me to the wall. My arms rise up and I splay my hands on the wall.  I feel your boot next to my foot, and I widen my stance more at your unspoken command. I feel your breath on my neck and moan out loud as you press a finger up inside the puffy swollen lips of my pussy.  You slide in easily as I’m so wet, my arousal creamy between my thighs.  “Yes… so wet and ready for me.”  I hear your softly spoken words as you withdraw your finger. A soft whimper, a mewl falls from my lips and then silence.

In the silence, the whoosh of your belt and then the impact on my ass is all that is heard and felt. I clench deep inside and then the belt comes down faster and with increasing pressure on my ass.  Then the backs of my thighs feel the leather impact, and up to my shoulders.  Quivering with need, moaning softly, I bite my lip to try and keep the sounds behind my lips. I feel a fresh flood between my thighs and I know that even now that creaminess is slowly seeping down my thighs. The warmth of the leather caressing my flash and building to a sweet bite heats up my arousal.  Everything inside me coils like a serpent ready to strike.  I smell my own arousal perfuming the air. 

Moaning, feeling my pussy clench and spasm, I’m so close to the edge. You step up behind me and the feeling of your body still clothed, pressing into my heated flesh causes a deep primal groan to escape.  The feel of your erection pressing against my ass almost causes my knees to buckle. I whimper and then I feel you release your cock and nudge against my swollen pussy lips.  You roll your hips and the head of your cock slides in my moist hotness.  With a single thrust, you are deep inside my pussy.

My head falls back and I arch back so that you slide even further inside my hot creaminess. Rubbing my ass against you, you set a deep thrusting rhythm.  Your arm comes around my waist, holding me to you.  My breasts flattened against the wall.  I push back against as far as I am able.  Suddenly you pull out and I cry out in distress. 

You spin me around and place your forearm against my neck, pinning me to the wis all.  Your other hand comes up and you grab my breast, holding its weight as you rub your thumb across my distended nipple.  Whimpering with need, my head falls back against the wall.  You twist and pluck my nipple, pinching it and pulling on it until I cry out. Then you move to the other nipple treating it to the same treatment.  Seething with passionate arousal, I hear your deep voice, “Look at me.”

I slowly open my desire dazed eyes and look into your eyes.  Slowly your hand comes up to my face, your other hand in my hair grabbing it and fisting in my hair, holding me immobilized.  “You are mine kitten. Mine to hold, to caress… every ounce of your passion and desire are Mine.” I hear your words as they caress my ears and fall deep inside me to settle around my heart and then drift further down to that pulsating part of me that is needy with want and desire.

“Yes. I am yours!” I state in a low voice, moistening my lips.  My mouth suddenly dries as your eyes catch aflame at my softly spoken words. As your mouth nears mine, our breaths mingling, I feel the power exchange, and then your mouth is devouring mine.  Taking my lips and laying siege to my mouth, conquering and staking your claim.

Pulling away from me, taking a deep breath you look at me splayed out against the wall.  Listening to my panting breath, watching my breasts rise and fall, noting my puckered nipples and dimpled areola, drifting down to see my passion seeping out of my pussy and coating my thighs, your hand comes up to caress my neck.  You look deeply into my eyes and turning you pull me to the living room and then push me down over the arm of the couch. Bending over, my ass in the air, my pussy fully exposed, I feel your hands caress my ass and then your hand crashes down on the cheek of my ass.  Crying out, and then moaning, I spread my legs further apart, feeling your hand drift down to the tender skin where my ass and my thigh meet.  Again your hand crashes down on my ass cheek.  You set up a rhythm first one side and then other, drifting down to the delicate skin just under my ass at the tops of my thighs until I feel the sensuous flames spread all over.  My clit throbs and my pussy pulsates. 

I feel your cock against my pussy and I try to push back against you but your hold on the back of my neck tightens and I still my attempts to move I feel your cock sliding into the creamy wetness and you rub the head of your cock up and down between the lips of my pussy spreading the cream.  I feel both of your hands on my ass as you spread the cheeks of my ass.  Your cock drives deeply into my pussy and I rise up on my tip toes, trying to get you deeper inside me, and a small scream escapes my lips. You set up a deep driving rhythm which soon pushes me to the edge.

“Please, please I need to cum.”  I plead and moan, feeling each drive of your cock deep inside me hitting all the spots that drive me crazy with desire.  Everything inside me spirals to that dark desire that coils yet more, waiting to spring free of the tight hold I have on it.

“Not yet my pet,” Your low words come to me.  Clenching around your cock, striving to hold back my impending orgasm, I bite the insides of my cheeks in an effort to keep from thinking of my frothing pussy and the need to cum.  My nipples feel like they are ready to burst as each time your drive your cock into me they graze the arm of the couch.  My hands are fisted on the cushion of the couch and then turn into claws as my need nearly breaches my relentless hold on my desires.

I feel your hands on my ass holding me where you want me.  Then your thumb rubs over my dark rose.  Milking your cock and clenching my internal muscles even more, I feel you roll your hips as you now hit new triggers and spots that nearly cause me to drown in sensation.  I groan in frustration, small whispered pleas fall from my lips.  My panting breaths quicken as your thumb breaches the tight circle of muscle of my anus and I strive to relax the best I can.  Your cock stops moving.  I clench around your cock striving to keep you deep inside me.  Your thumb continues to push deep inside my ass and then I feel your other thumb join the first.  Crying out, I almost cum at the sensations assailing me.  A new darker desire spirals through me and I shiver.  You suddenly pull your cock almost out of me… “Please, oh no… please…” I whimper.

“Oh my sweet kitten, I’m not through with you yet.” I hear your deep voice and then you ram your cock deep into my pussy.  You set a brutal rhythm that nearly throws me over the edge into the abyss of my darkest desires.  Screaming out, pleading, begging, unintelligible words fall from lips.

Your thumbs begin a counter rhythm to the driving of your cock, first one thumb in and then out, then the other doing the wicked dance bringing to surface one of my darkest most decadent desires.  The two rhythms rip through me and I soar up even higher and burst into flame.  Crying out, I climax and cum hard.

You continue to thrust into me, commanding my body to your will.  Your fingers grasping my ass in a brutal hold, your thumbs dancing in and out of my dark rose of desire, your cock working deep inside me, I try to thrust back on to your cock and another orgasm rips through me, stronger than the first one and I scream out your name.

With a deep groan you find your release and I feel your liquid heat pump deep inside me.  Riding out the waves of my climax, you pull your cock out of my pussy and plunge deeply into my ass.  Then before I can catch my breath you set up a punishing pace.  Every stroke deep in to my ass, causing me to move against the arm of the couch, my distended clit hits the arm and I soon am crashing into another orgasm and screaming in ecstasy. 

As you collapse over me, I feel your warmth all around me and know a completeness that soothes my soul. Your hand slowly caresses me and you move up off of me and your hand glides down my back, caressing my spine.  Then I feel you move languorously to my neck.  The heat of your touch causes me to shiver, the control and command of your hand quiets me.  The coolness of the room slides across my heated flesh and I shudder.  Your hand eases into my hair and you caress my scalp and then I feel your hand fist in my hair.  A deep moan escapes my lips. Your arm slides around me and you pull me up a little so that your arm comes around me and your hand holds my breast, kneading it.  You pull me up until I am standing with my back to your front, one hand on my breast and the other in my hair, holding me immobile. You whisper in my ear, “A simple text baby… I wonder what the next one will say.” 

The Car Park ~

Walking through the car park, her loose-limbed walk was the only thing she heard as her heels beat out the staccato rhythm of her walk.  She glanced around without really thinking about anything in particular.  Her moment of introspection was broken by something that floated across her subconscious but she couldn’t quite put a finger on it.  She got her keys out of her pocket and then jangled them in her hand thinking about what she would do with the rest of her evening. 

Coming up to her car, she had the key in her hand that would open the door. She put the key in the door and then felt an arm grip her around her waist and as she opened her mouth to scream, a hand slammed across her mouth.  Being pulled back by a force greater than her own, fear kicked into high gear and she started thrashing around, kicking out, hoping against hope that she would get away.  The arm around her midsection squeezed tighter and a voice in her ear told her to calm down.  She went wild in her fright and panic took over.  He grunted when her flailing foot caught him low on his leg.  She actually heard him chuckle. That caused her to feel a frisson of fear that she hadn’t felt before.

He moved her further into the shadows and heard something that almost caused her heart to stop, the sounds of someone else.  “Grab her legs.” She heard him say and again she tried to focus a kick somewhere, anywhere that would count.  She felt hands around her ankles and she became immobilized.  The fight went out of her more and more the deeper the shadows closed around her.  This late at night, nobody was likely to be around. 

Another corner and then a door opened and they took her into a hallway, or at least it looked like a hallway to her.  She moaned behind the hand when she saw another man waiting.  A tear trickled down her cheek.  In the back of her mind, she knew this would not end well.   As they came to halt, the man holding her feet let them fall to the floor, and he grabbed a wrist instead. The man holding her around the middle and had a hand across her mouth, removed his hand and the arm and took her other wrist instead.  They pulled her arms until she was spread out and moved her so that she was against the wall.  Then she felt a boot positioned next to her foot and trap her there, as well as a boot on the other side trapping that foot as well, both pulled her legs a little bit so that her balance was secured by them holding her in place.  She was spread-eagle against the wall and the third man came up to her. She watched as he reached into his pocket and withdrew a black sash of some sort and as he came closer to her, she tried to pull away.  The fear of being blindfolded almost made the panic surface again and somehow she knew she had to keep a clear head.  He instead put the sash against her lips until she opened her mouth, watching him as he smiled. He tied it behind her head.

He then ran his fingers across the sash and patted her lips with his fingertip.  His fingers caressed her face and then roamed down her neck. His hand wrapped around her throat and her eyes widened and she felt him tighten his hand just a bit and her eyes snapped to his.  He leaned in and said in a voice that held authority, “This can go one of two ways, easy or hard. This will depend on you.”  He stepped back a few inches and reached into his pocket and withdrew something that glinted in the dim light, flashing silver.  She heard the rasp of a blade and again her panic rose.  She cried out behind the gag and tried to move but the hands holding her wrists kept her immobile.  She couldn’t move her legs.  She couldn’t move at all.  Thrashing her head from side to side in a negative gesture, she again tried to scream.  She saw the knife then and went absolutely still.  He moved so that he was closer in front of her and her eyes were captured by his dark obsidian gaze.  The knife came up between them and she felt his hand pull her blouse from her skirt and then with both hands, he pulled until the buttons pinged in the silence of the hallway and all that separated her flesh and the knife was her bra.  She felt the cool edge of steel move against her abdomen and she sucked in her breath and went still.  The blade moved up further until she heard the nick of the blade against the material of her bra and then the coolness of the air slide across her panicked sweat.  With the knife, he flicked the cups of her loosened bra from her flesh until her breasts were exposed.  A shudder coursed through her frame.  She heard the snap of the blade as it was closed. 

He leaned forward and she felt his breath on her chest. He licked slowly from the valley between her breasts, up her chest, to her neck and paused over the fluttering pulse in her neck. She moaned behind the sash.  She felt his hand on her thigh edging up her skirt, slowly until it was at the level of her panties.  His mouth on her neck caught her attention again as she felt him open his mouth and he placed his teeth against the pulse in her neck. She tried to pull away but he held her as he bit down on her neck. There was no pain but the threat was there all the same. She felt his other hand on the side of her other thigh, as he pulled her skirt up until it was around her waist, exposing her from the waist down, clad only in her panties.  His hands came up to the gusset of silk between her legs and he laid his hand against her core.  He released her neck and pulled back a bit to watch the expressions chasing across her face.  Her breathing which had stalled in her chest came out now in a whoosh.  She felt him run his fingers against the silk and she closed her eyes.  She heard him murmur, “Nice, you’re getting wet.”  She realized suddenly that she was indeed wet between her legs. 

His hands moved to the outsides of her thighs and then slowly up over her hips to her waist. She felt him move up her ribs until he paused just beneath her breasts.  His thumbs came up and moved across the tender skin of the underside of her breasts.  Her breathing accelerated just a bit. How could her body betray her now?  She knew she was very sensitive and it was becoming apparent as she felt her nipples beading and turning to hardened points of pleasure. Her face flamed in the gloom and she bit into the sash across her mouth.  His hands moved slowly up until he held the weight of her breasts in his palms.  He rubbed with his palms across her nipples and sounds worked in her throat.  The thumb and forefinger of each hand clamped on to a nipple and rolled each side.  Her head rolled on her neck. He pulled and rolled her nipples until she felt another rush of fluid between her legs. His hands then moved to the outer sides of each breast and he pushed them together and then his mouth was on a nipple and she felt him suck and bite until she moaned in her throat.  He paid the same attention to the other nipple. She felt a spear of desire shoot through her and then down to her heated core.  He lifted his mouth away from her and his hands roamed around underneath her outspread arms until he moved his hands against her spine and then he pulled her close to his body as he ground his erection against her.

He stepped back and nodded at each of the guys holding her and then felt her legs pulled apart more.  She watched as his hand came up against the juncture between her thighs and then felt his hand grip her panties and pulled them until they were but a thin silk piece that rode up high into her crease. He pulled and she felt it ride against the bundle of nerves that were electrified by the sudden abrasion of the silk rubbing it.  She moaned.  He smiled.  Then in a blink of an eye he ripped the silk from her body and she was totally exposed to him.  He brought the silk up to nose and inhaled.  She closed her eyes.  She felt his hand between her thighs and opened her eyes wide as he slid his fingers through her slickness. The gliding of those fingers slowly upon her heated, swollen flesh brought another sound to her throat.  She felt another hand on the globe of her ass and felt that hand kneed her flesh.  Another hand was clamped around a breast and she felt an overload of sensations grip her.  The hand between her legs worked faster and she closed her eyes and then opened them abruptly when she felt two fingers slide deep up inside her.  He watched her and knew.  He moved those two fingers in and out of her hot wetness slowly and mercilessly. 

She felt the hand on her nipple clamp down and she moaned the clamping fingers relentless, almost to the edge of pain.  The hand on her ass moved closer to the crease that divided the globes and her overloaded senses felt a small thrill.  The hand moving deep inside her stopped and she felt the fingers move up the nerve bundle that now ached with a raw, primal need.  She held her breath and waited and watched.  He stepped back and she watched as he undid his pants and reached inside to expose his erection. He reached into a pocket and she saw him rip open a packet and then he sheathed himself with a condom. He stepped back closer to her then he moved again within her moisture and then shoved two fingers deep inside her.  Her breath caught and then he spread his fingers and with a twist of his wrist he worked her.  She couldn’t resist, her hips tried to move but she was effectively pinned without the ability to move.  The hand on her ass moved up and down the crease and then further down until she felt the two hands meet between her legs.  The hand, on her ass, then slide easier as it picked up some of the moisture that was flooding between her thighs. It then moved to the dark rose between the cheeks of her ass. The finger started teasing her, working around her rear entry, probing and swirling.

She felt another hand against her other breast teasing and pulling, and working her nipple and then fingers clamped around it, applying enough pressure to be just short of pain.  Her breathing came in pants and bit into the sash around her mouth.  She felt a mouth close to her ear, sucking and biting on the lobe.  Then the other side was being worked over by another mouth.  Then the hand between her legs stopped and she felt the prod of something else and in her extreme excitement, with the wetness between her legs seeping down her thighs, he slid his erection in slowly until he was seated deep inside her.  His hands came up around her waist and he held her immobile as he moved slowly in and out of her fleshly sheath.  Soon the pace of the rhythm he set increased and he was working into her faster and harder.  She moaned as she felt a climax beat against her. 

The muscles of her inner sheath clenched and she groaned again.  The finger working at her dark passage breached her barrier and worked inside her slowly and then began a counter pace to the rhythm of the man in her other passage.  When her frantic moans became more frequent, she felt him swell inside her and pound her flesh harder and deeper, the finger in her back passage matched the pace and she felt her climax slam into her.  She screamed behind the gag in her mouth.  When she thought she was through, she felt the mouths on her ears bite down and the fingers on her nipples release and she climaxed harder a second time.  Behind her eyes she saw a million stars explode as the sensual sensations of her climax burst through her, ravaging her with the heat of her desires.  Her mind whirled up into the heavens and exploded with the stars. 

Slowly the chaotic, overwhelming sensations that buffeted her body coalesced once more and she came back to the moment.  She was still spread eagled against the wall but now hands were smoothing over her body and she felt the lassitude of sexual release roll through her.  Hands were pulling her feet together until she was standing upright on her own.  Her arms were by her sides once more and she felt someone working the sash around the back of her head.  She felt the sash fall away and licked at her dry lips.  She shuddered and remained where they had placed her.  The men on either side of her were smiling and watching her.  The man who had been so deep inside her winked at her and he too smiled.  At a loss as to what to do, she simply stood there.  The man in front of her was once again saying something to her and forced her mind to focus and pay attention.  “You were magnificent.” She heard him say.  Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she looked at him and said, “What?  What did you say?”  He reached out and took her hand in his and laid a card in the palm of her hand.  Then the three men walked away and down the hall. 

She waited until she didn’t hear any footsteps and looking around, she pulled her skirt down, momentarily wondering where her panties had gone.  Slowly walking back in the direction of the car park, she pulled her blouse together and saw the sash hanging around her neck.  She then remembered the card in her hand.  Stopping underneath a dim light she looked at it.  It simply read, “Fantasies do come true.”