I know, I know. God Christina, where the hell have you been? I’m sorry it’s been so long since you’ve had any “unprompted” writing from me. I do hope you’ve all been keeping busy. 🙂 So here’s another one. I hope you enjoy!
Sir and I have rules. 1. If I’m a good girl and please him, he gives me immense pleasure, but if I’m bad, he becomes devoid of feeling, leaving me cold. 2. Nothing too wild, just submission to him and him alone. 3. Keep my word, always be honest, be punctual (which I guess could all fall under number one.) 4. No undergarments. But apparently, we have an unspoken rule, no crazy. Continue reading →
If you’re interested, you can go back and read pts one and two here. I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to leave comments at the end, and as always happy reading!
“I’m hungry,” Sir slapped my turned up ass. “Go fetch me something.” I giggled and left the room, stark naked, the chain still dangling from my nipples. I was in the middle of rummaging through the refrigerator in search of the ingredients to make chicken salad when Sir sauntered in behind me and encircled my waist, pulling my upraised ass to his rejuvenated cock.
“Baby, I’m hungry,” he murmured against my back as he trailed kisses over my back, slowly kissing toward my ass, his hands following suit down my stomach. “Mmmmm, this looks good baby, thank you.” And his mouth made contact, sticking his tongue in my pussy as his fingers rubbed my clit. I moaned into the refrigerator door, holding tight to the shelf.
I can’t leave these two alone. Their little love affair has become a bit of an obsession in my dreams, so it may be a few parts. Hope you’ll all bare with me and fall in love with them as much as I have. Please see part one here.
The days after Spring Break proved difficult to meet, both at work, and the weather being too warm and nice to stay indoors. We talked every day, extending the intimacy. Then he called me and told me to take a half day, that he needed to be with me. So like the good girl I am, I called in a half day.
I could barely sleep that night, excitement running through me. I had missed his touch so much, but my Sir would be in my bed soon. I finally fell asleep, but spent the night waking mid-orgasm most of the night. My alarm went off at seven, thirty minutes before Sir was to be at my door. It gave me time to do my morning routine and slip into something sexy for him.
When my doorbell buzzed, my stomach did a somersault. My Sir was here at last.
She had cried off and on all day. Avoided her man all day so he wouldn’t see her tears. She couldn’t tell him. He said he didn’t want another, not even with her. Maybe it would be like all the others, just evacuate one day in a terrible ripping sensation. So she waited.
He knew she was different. This one was not anything like his previous relationship. They could be a family. Good for each other, balancing the good with the bad. She wanted so much more though. More than he was willing to give her right now. This was new, no reason to change it so quickly. No reason to be anymore of a family than what he brought to the table. Besides that wasn’t her reality. It never would be.
Weeks passed and she cried all the time. He was starting to take note, wondering and questioning. One long, winter night! he snuggled close to her back and wrapped his strong arms around her shuttering body. “Stop it now. I’ve got you. What’s wrong? Are you unhappy here with me?” Continue reading →