0 comments/ 29848 views/ 0 favorites His Pussy By: txtMasterspet she waited in the driver's seat, trembling with sweet anticipation and a little bit of fear all at once. Only a week ago she was just a wife and mother experimenting with the sexual pleasures of the lifestyle. Now suddenly she found herself on an excitingly dangerous path through areas of eroticism she'd never explored before. Words like submission, enslavement, Domination, Goddess now swarmed through her thoughts 24 hours a day. she wrote Him a letter telling Him exactly what He'd opened up for her with His assignment--researching BDSM as a whole. she herself never imagined it could have aroused her the way it did. The very thought of being His slave sent her pussy into a world all its own, dripping and salivating as if it were a separate being all together. And suddenly she found herself desperately needing to know how He knew all along who she was and who she wanted to be, because she certainly wasn't aware of this herself! He pulled up next to her, a smile spreading on His face at first sight of her. She shuddered with emotions she'd never felt before as she tried to casually lock her car and join Him in his truck. His eyes burned through to her soul when they finally looked at one another. "i'm so nervous," she whimpered as she adjusted herself in the seat. "Aww babydoll, why are you nervous?" He purred, resting His hand on hers. her cheeks flushed, "i'm not really sure. i'm scared and excited all at the same time," and she stared straight into His eyes without blinking. He smiled broadly. "A little fear is a good thing." she threw herself against Him then, lips hungrily meeting lips. His arms, however, stayed at His sides, savoring her need. she moved against Him, each motion begging for His touch. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes again. "You have something for me?" He asked, reminding her why T/they were there in the first place. Flustered, she dug through her purse and removed a folded piece of plain white paper containing a tremendous amount of text--the letter she'd written to Him the moment she'd discovered that He knew her better than she'd ever known herself, the very moment she discovered the power He had over her. He took the paper from her shaking hand and slowly opened it. she held her breath a bit as he began to read. He stopped suddenly and turned His eyes to her. Grabbing a pen, He said as He marked the page, "since you're a novice submissive, I'll let you off easy. But you never capitalize yourself and you always capitalize your Master whenever referencing the two." she nodded and took it in, being aware that she should never repeat this mistake as there may be consequences next time. He had said He was letting her off easy. she snuggled into Him as He read, stroking His leg, smelling His skin, listening to His breath. When He had finished, He carefully refolded the page and placed it behind the overhead visor. Then He turned to her and said nothing regarding the letter. Instead He pulled her to Him and kissed her deeply, passionately, tongue fighting tongue, lips biting lips, all the while His hands refused her body's beckonings again to touch her. A hand rested on her arm and she broke their kiss long enough to say, "yes, please touch me. i need you to touch me." "Where, babydoll? Where would you like me to touch you?" He whispered in her ear. "you have to tell me." "Everywhere," came her breathless reply as suddenly His hands becamse a flurry of activity all over her. He caressed her face, her neck, kissed her as His hands explored her breasts, ran down her stomach to her jeans. He stared into her eyes as they worked to undo her jeans and she held her breath as slowly His fingers found her hot center. "Yes, please touch my pussy!" she cried out, writhing against His fingers, urging them to move. But they stayed still, taunting her, hovering just above her hard clit. "Who's pussy babydoll?" He whispered, fluttering His fingers against her skin. "Your pussy," she whispered. "Say it again," he commanded. "Your pussy, Master!" she whimpered, staring into His eyes as His fingers found her jewel and immediately released the first of many intense orgasms that afternoon. "Good girl, I like it when My pussy cums for Me." He brought her to two more intense orgasms before holding her body against His and kissing her softly, quietly as she relaxed. she stared at the bulge in His pants. "Can i see it?" she asked. He smiled coyly. "Beg Me." "Please Sir can i see Your beautiful perfect cock? i need to see it. i have to see it," she gushed. He opened the waistband of His pants and pushed them down a bit to reveal His hard thick shaft. she licked her lips and He smiled again. He watched as she absentmindedly touched His pussy while she stared at His cock longingly. "What do you want more, babydoll? My cock or Me to make you cum again?" she looked at Him and without hesitation replied, "Oh Master please may i taste You?" He smiled again. "you want this?" and He swirled His finger around the head, collecting pre-cum. She squirmed as His pussy gushed and she felt her moisture dripping down her thighs. "Yes, Master, i want it so bad!" He shoved His finger into her mouth then and she hungrily sucked His juice, drawing a sigh and then a moan from Him, His cock looking like it was going to break it was so hard. "Since that is what you crave, slut," He whispered, "then that is what I shall withhold from you." "No, please no," she whimpered. "Touch My pussy for Me," He commanded. she reach into her pants then and found her slippery entrance. she pushed three fingers eagerly inside, closed her eyes, and sighed. she felt His breath in her ear as He leaned in to kiss her neck while she fingered herself. "i'm gonna cum, oh gawd, i'm gonna cum!" she squealed, writing and squirming beneath Him, His body surrounding hers. "Yes, babydoll, yes, make My pussy cum babydoll. I love it when My pussy cums for Me!" And she came with a scream and a thrust upward, His hand catching her hair and pulling her hard toward Him, His mouth on hers and her cries disappeared into Him. "I want to see your jeans around your ankles," He said. Without breaking His gaze, she slowly moved her pants over her hips and slid them down to her ankles, leaving her black lace thong barely covering her dripping shaved pussy. He inhaled. "My pussy smells so good, babydoll." her finger slowly caressed her wetness, gathering her nectar before tasting it herself. she reached back in for more and offered it to Him this time, and He hungrily accepted, moaning and sighing as He tasted her sweetness. Then suddenly without warning He growled and pushed her thighs apart before diving between her legs and attacking His pussy. This was more than she expected and with an ecstatic shriek she exploded into His eager mouth. His satisfied moans as He lapped up her every drop sent her again over the edge and she flooded His mouth once more. They lay in one another's arms, each silently savoring the moments before. Finally He broke the embrace and stared into her soul again. A sweet kiss on the top of the forehead was His parting gift and the memories would have to be enough last her...until the next time. His Pussy in the Garden she sat on this hot day, lazily in her chair, wearing a short flared skirt, sleeveless white blouse, hair pulled up in a ponytail on top of her head, barefoot. she sat admiring her toe rings, rocking her foot this way and that. He sat across from her, watching her as He sipped His lemonade. A steady gaze, He watched her every move, every muscle twitch, every bat of her eye, every graceful movement she made, He noted it all in His mind. He watched her checking out her toe ring, the way she would move her foot back and forth, as she moved her legs this way and that, He could catch a glimpse down her skirt. He smiled to Himself, seeing what a good girl she was, no thong. He could see clearly that His pussy was bare, freshly shaved. He half thought she was moving like this on purpose to tease Him, but the innocence in her face told Him that she had no idea that He was watching His pussy. He thought to Himself, this prize was all His, she had given it to Him, it was His for His pleasure, to use as He pleased, to punish as He pleased. He always told her that it was a precious gift. Finally she looked up, catching His gaze, and blushed, she knew that she was caught being naive again. What had she done, that gave Him that grin again. Slowly, sliding out of her chair, down on her knees, she inched her way over to Him. she looked deep into His eyes, a wink of the right, the smile on His face, she knew. Slowly, she unbuttoned her blouse, one by one, slowly, teasing, opening it up, exposing her breasts, pulling it down over her shoulders. she placed the blouse over the arm of the chair. Next she reached around, finding the button to her skirt and then sliding the zipper down, she let the skirt fall around her knees. One at a time she lifted her knees and pulled the skirt free, placing it on the arm with her blouse. she spread her knees, slid her hand up her stomach, breast, neck, touching her collar, stroking it, then placing her hands behind her back. she looked up and smiled at Him. He caressed her cheek, pulling her close and kissing her gently. Then He attached the leash to her collar and stood up. He motioned to her to get down on her hands and knees, and He led her out to the garden. This was a first for her, to be led on hands and knees, she had the biggest grin on her face, she followed so naturally as though she had been doing this all her life. They got out to the garden, in the middle there was a small table. He tapped the centre once, and she quickly climbed up. He helped her to lie on her back and told her to relax. she took a deep breath and released herself into the safety of His hands. she smiled up at Him, and the look in her eyes told Him that she had all the confidence in Him, trusted Him completely. she was nervous being outside, naked, collared, and soon to be bound. It aroused her, the small risk of being seen, yet the likelihood of being discovered was next to none. He took her hands, fastening the cuffs and then her ankles. He brought her knees up to her chest, taking her right wrist and attaching it to her right ankle. Doing the same with the left side. she watched His every move, the careful, meticulous movements as He went about binding her to the table, spreading her open, preparing her to play. Using His ropes, He tied her knees then spreading them open, He attached them to the legs of the table. she was completely open to Him, His pussy fully exposed. He slid His hand over His lips, she shaved very well, she had finally learned to get a good smooth shave. He loved His silky pussy, which just begged to be licked, sucked, and spanked. His finger slid in between those luscious lips, sliding deeper into her, feeling her growing more and more wet. her hips squirmed, legs quivered, she tried to push herself down onto His finger, she could not move, she was pinned down secure. Next came the gag to keep her cries to a minimum, not wanting to draw attention to the garden. T/they were quite secluded but one never knows who might be walking nearby. she opened her mouth accepting the gag and He tied it securely behind her head. He debated whether to blindfold her or not. He knows it added to her enjoyment, but He so loved to watch her eyes, sometimes forcing her to look into His. Nope, no blindfold today. Slowly, He walked around her, circling her and she watched Him, her eyes following Him every step of the way. He stopped between her legs, kneeling to lower Himself to His pussy, and gently kissing every inch, sucking one lip into His mouth, and then the other. she squirmed, trying to push herself up to Him. Finally running His tongue from the bottom all the way up to the clit, gently sucking, sucking a bit harder, playing with His tongue, flicking it back and forth. she moaned, looking up to the sky, she was getting lost in the delicious feeling of His mouth. He was working her up slowly, driving her closer to the edge. He stopped and reminded her, that she was not to cum, not until He gave her permission. With the gag in her mouth, she couldn’t beg for permission, she was truly at His command. The cool breeze hitting His wet pussy, a chill, a shiver went through her body. she took a deep breath, waiting for Him. she lifted her head to watch what He was doing. she could see that He was rummaging through His bag of toys, looking up every once in a while to check the expression on her face. His hands emerging with the bag of wooden clothespins, her eyes widened, oh how His pussy was sensitive to the pins. They were one of those, you like them but you don’t, although He liked them quite a bit. she watched with wide eyes, as He counted out, placing them on her stomach, she blinked with each one. Fifteen this time, a whimper escaped her throat, she had never had that many on His pussy. her eyes met His as He took the last pin out of the bag and He wore that grin. He was thoroughly enjoying this, He loved to make and watch her squirm. she grinned up at Him, knowing how pleased He was with His girl. The pins laying on her stomach, He leaned over her, lightly brushing His lips to hers, kissing her softly, brushing His lips over her cheek up to her ear and whispered to her, asking if she was ready. He remained there, she took a deep breath, releasing the air slowly, and she nodded. Again He whispered to her what a good girl she was, and how proud He was of His girl. she grinned as much as she could behind the gag. He stood upright, and walked over and pulled the chair up between her legs. There was no reason why He shouldn’t be comfortable while He played. He began, placing one pin at a time, He always took His time, never rushing, pausing to watch His girl. The first to the right lip, the corners of His mouth curling up, He could hear the intake of breath as He closed the pin, almost a gasp. she always did that with the first pin. Although she was ready, it still makes her catch her breath. He placed the second to the left, always alternating, working from the bottom of His pussy to the top making a nice row of pins on either side. Finally it was time for the last pin, on the clit. He told her to take a deep breath, she took a slow breath in, and held it, as He placed the last one on. she felt the bite through her entire body, waves of both pain, and pleasure. she whimpered behind the gag, she looked deep into His eyes. she knew she was safe, she knew that He was with her, taking care of her. This was as much for her, as it was for Him. He was so proud of His girl. When He was done putting on the pins, He stood back and looked at His pussy. Taking out the camera, He snapped a few pictures. He liked for her to see what she looked like, the fruits of His labour. He sat back in His chair, and sipped His lemonade. Then He brought a glass over to her, with a straw. He pulled the gag out of her mouth and held up her head, letting her sip. she thanked Him and He leaned down and kissed her lips, she returned it and gently nibbled on His lower lip. He smiled as He stood up, feeling Himself harden. He loved her nibbles. He kept smiling at her as He replaced the gag, kissed her cheek and returned to His pussy. He sat back down in His chair and picked up His crop. Sliding the crop up and down her leg, sending shivers through her body. There was such a blend of feelings, the soft caress of the crop, feeling warm, almost tickling, the pinch of the pins, the warmth of the sun, the excitement of being in the outdoors, the security she felt with Him. Beginning to tap on the inside of the thigh, not hard, she knew that He was preparing her for something harder to come. Each one, getting harder, and harder, 5 strokes to the right thigh, then 5 to the left, finally giving her 3 good ones on each leg. she bit down on the gag, moaning with each hard stroke. When He finished the strokes, He leaned into her thighs and kissed them, a kiss for each stroke, which sent waves of pleasure through her body. A tear, rolled out the corner of her eye and she smiled, letting a moan of pleasure escape her throat. He told her what a beautiful pussy He had, and how very wet it was. He could see her glistening in the sun. He slid a finger into His pussy, pushing it up deep inside, wiggling His finger back and forth. she squirmed, trying to push down on His hand, fruitless as she was tied down so well. Then it was two fingers, and three. Every once in a while He would stop to lick and suck her juices off His fingers. she watched intently, as He teased her. He knew that she wanted to taste. He wiped His wet fingers across her upper lip, just below her nose so she could smell her sweet pussy. He continued to play and torment His pussy with His hand, sliding His fingers in deeper and deeper, wiggling, rubbing the walls. her moans getting louder and louder. she was sure that she would burst, she was ready to cum, but He wouldn’t give His permission, He enjoyed watching her writhe on His hand. One by one, He removed the pins, kissing the spot that they pinched. Fresh waves of pain flooded her, making her drip even more as the blood rushed back to the pinched flesh. He left the clit for last, the one that tormented her the most. He teased her with that pin, pulling gently, tapping it with His fingers. her eyes growing wider and wider, the tears rolling down the sides of her cheeks. she could take no more, her breath getting heavier, almost panting. her legs pulling at the restraints. Finally He removed it, quickly sucking it into Him mouth, rolling it around with His tongue, flicking it, sucking it, finally releasing it and blowing cool air onto it. she was softly crying, pleading with her eyes for permission. He looked down into her eyes,, smiled, and granted her permission. He gently blew on His clit and she came, her world spinning, reaching new heights as she obeyed His command. The waves of her orgasm came over and over again. her hips rocking as much as they could, the spasms shaking her whole being. she had never cum so hard. As she lay there, beginning to relax, she had a couple more convulsive spasms and she felt the cool air once again on His pussy. she took a deep breath, and slowly released it. He untied His girl, and pulled her gently to Him. They sat together in His chair, holding her tenderly. He stroked her hair, ran a finger up and down her thigh, playing with His nipples, kissing the top of her head. she took a deep breath once more, cuddling down into His chest, ear pressed against it, listening to His heartbeat, closing her eyes she thanked Him. she drifted off to sleep as He sat and sipped His lemonade. My Pussy Hello. My name is Cassandra. Some call me a MILF. I'm a mature woman with a round pretty face, firm body, sizable tits and a fat ass -- minus the cellulite. I'm recently divorced and I'm so lonely. And I get SO horny. I need love. Real love. A love that can let me fuck like the whore I am. I want to tell you about my pussy. May I do that? (giggle) Please? You see, I like to touch it. I like for it to be touched. Because it tingles all the time. It floods my senses with desire and longing and need and, in turn, is flooded by an ongoing wetness that is warm and soothing and, yes, pleasing to the taste. Mmm . . . I wish it was you tasting me. I really do. I bet you're the kind of guy or girl who would touch my pussy real nice, wouldn't you? (giggle) Please. Don't be shy. I'm not. Not when I'm with you. My pussy lips are fat and puffy like my mouth. See? Sweet cock-sucking lips, baby. Warm and succulent. Both will open wide for love. Or lust. My orifices don't enjoy remaining empty for long. Whether it be my mouth, my pussy, or my asshole, I want to open them to someone like you. Mmm . . . Will you lick the coarse hairs that rim my cunt-lips? I want to be licked with your wet tongue all over my body, but especially all over my vagina -- both inside and out. Oh, I have a small clitty. It's a baby clit. It doesn't look like much but, god, is it sensitive! It throbs like mad inside me, driving me to distraction. I need you to touch it! I need you to touch me and rub my joy-button over and over as I moan my hot breath into your ear. (Oh, baby . . . Oh, baby . . . Oh, baby . . . Ooohhh . . .) I don't care if others can see. I don't. Maybe I want them to. Maybe I want them to touch me too. But, no -- I'm embarassed. No. No, I'm not. Yes. Don't say that! It's that horny talk! Be a good girl. No! I want to fuck! I. Just. Want. To. Fuck. Now! Yes, it's true. I'm as horny as anyone I meet, guy or girl. Be nice to me and I'll be very nice to you. The taint between my pussy and asshole is my special place. I really like having it licked from pussy to ass for a long time. (Fuck, yes, I do!) I'll bend over and watch you between my jiggly thighs as you run your tongue back and forth, mixing your spittle with my girl juices. You like that, lover? I'll do the same to you too. I swear I will. You just wait. Oh, yes, I'll suck you so good. I'll kiss you tenderly and slip my tongue inside you, poking you with stabs of tingly pleasures. My small, delicate fingers wil tremble as they search the topography of your flesh and land at the center of my attraction: Your anxious crotch. But my pussy . . . my pussy, baby . . . Come look at it. See how my inner lips are shaped like a lotus-petal? Do you like that? It's because I pull on them all the time. I've been pulling on my lips since I was a little girl. But, now, I want you to pull on them -- all night long -- with your fingers and your mouth. (Oh, fuck yea!) I'm getting so wet just thinking about you. I want to give my pussy to you. I hope you can handle it 'cause it wants to be handled. I want to lie on my bed with my legs spread and just watch you fuck me silly. Do anything you want. Just make me cum. Then make me cum again. Then I'll fuck you until you can't breathe. I love to suck and fuck. I love to feel hot flesh on mine -- and in mine. I want to lick and suck your nipples as you do mine. I want us to moan together in lust. I want us to let ourselves go and fall into our most primitive states of being -- the state of raw animal passion that only an overwhelming orgasm can release! Cum with me, baby! Cum for me! Let me cum for you! All the time. Every day. (I will, you know . . . because my pussy tells me to.) It's so pink inside my sweaty little hole. Bright and shiny pink delicate flesh craving some rough action. Spit into my pussy while you finger and suck on it so I can feel it run out and down the crack of my puckered little asshole. Watch me as I play with myself and get my migpple long and hard for you. See me close my eyes and bite my lower lip? I can't help. That feels SO good! (Fuck yea!) Do you like the aroma of my ass? I perfumed it with chocolate flavoring: a Hershey bar! Oh, it's so sticky in my ass. You better lick it out now because it's making a dark-brown mess on these sheets. (giggle) (Ooooooohhhhhhhh, yyyyyeeeeeeeesssssssssss . . . Mmmmm . . .) I hope you like the taste of cum, because I do. I want to mix your cum with mine and swallow it down slowly! (Mmmm . . . Tastes good . . . Real good . . .) Please kiss the rest of it off my lips, baby. I want to give it to you -- just like you gave it to me. Then I'm gonna squat over your face and bounce my cunt up and down on your tongue until I cream all over it! Oh, baby, I'm ready to bust my nut all over you! You want it, baby? -- 'Cause it's cumming! Oh, yeah, it's really cummin' . . . Put your finger in my ass while I squirt in your face, baby. (Yea, Like that.) Is my water sweet? You know that it is. Such a mess. So wet. So very wet. I'm such a wet baby for you. Hear how my cunt makes squishing sounds from inside. You make the juice run out of my hole with the way you touch it. The way you squeeze and lick and suck it. Suck it hard, baby. Lick it all over. Coat my pussy with your saliva and let it run into my holes. (Fuck, that feels nasty! Mmmm... That's why I like it.) I'm a wanton li'l slut with a throbbing cunt. And I need you to fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Can I tell you a secret? I don't like to call my pussy a cunt but when we fuck that's exactly what it will be: a tight little stretched-out cunt that behaves quite badly in public or private! My clit is like an antenna of lust. It sends out waves and shivers of radiating intoxication in an endless loop of ebb and flow. It's a pump that must be primed. Just like the passage of my vagina. My . . . cunt. Oh, god, I wish I could describe to you how GOOD it feels for a girl to cum in her pussy as hard as that! If you are a girl then you already know, but for a guy . . . Oh, gosh! It's incredible waves of tension and relaease that palpitate from my orifices throughtout my body and back again . . . building and swelling into an orgiastic eruption of unbridled and explosive shock and pleasure that, for moments that seem like eternities, I am taken into another universe! I bear down hard on my pubic bone as my asscheeks squeeze tightly together. I struggle to breathe, panting like a dog after a hard run. (Gasp!) It's . . . cummin' . . . for you . . . (Ngh! . . . Ahh! . . . Mmnnn . . . Ho! Oh! . . .) Baby, it's cummin' . . . (Nnnnnnnnnnn! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ) When I cum I can't move momentarily. I'm frozen. My entire being is focused on that uncontrollable fire between my loins burning me to a crisp. At that moment it's all about me and my cunt. Nothing else matters or exists in my world. All I want to is to show you how big a slut I am by bleating out my undeniable need. I've been told that I make some of the strangest expressions ever when I cum. I don't care. If it feels good I do it -- shamelessly. EeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEE-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-ggggggggggggggggghh!!!!!!!!!! FUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!! Nnnnnnn-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhh-EEEEEEEEEEE-Yahhh!!! Cums like that send me soaring into overdrive. (That's what I need, baby! More! More! HARDER! Pound the living fuck out of me! Fuck me, fist me -- I don't care! Just fuck my cunt as hard as possible! Make it hurt! I need that, baby!) That's what I want when I cum for you . . . Afterward, I'm so excited to leisurely suck and fuck out your cum too. I need that slimy goodness in me and all over me. So, if I promise to fuck you back, will you come fuck in -- My Pussy? You'll be doing me a favor. Love and kisses, Cassandra.