0 comments/ 13737 views/ 1 favorites Underneath You By: sweet14fun I'm lying in my bed, wearing my nightie: short meshy tank top and meshy thong, on my tummy, and pretty much ready for bed with the exception of a small lamp next to my bed while I read. I hear the door creak open without a knock and quickly turn to protest and make a big deal about my privacy when I find you standing there smiling at you. My first reaction facial expression (annoyed at being disturbed) instantly turns into a sweet smile. You stand in the door, leaning against the doorframe, watching me as I get out of bed and kneel to your presence, ignoring the book that's lying half open on my pillow. I'm in the middle of the floor, kneeled with my legs spread and my hands behind my back, and my head straight in front of me, not looking at anything unparticular. Out of the corner of my eyes, I see you smile, and walk towards me, walking around behind me, examining me. I always feel vulnerable and so small when you circle me this way, making me feel more submissive and nervous as your eyes penetrate my body, hoping my body pleases you as we haven't seen each other for some time and indeed my body has changed some. You're on my right side and soon out of my peripheral vision. Suddenly I feel your hand gripping my hamstring muscle and you say observing, "Wow, Pet, looks like you've been working out lately." I try hard to hold back a smile of confidence and keep a straight face the best I can. Then I feel you grip one of my ass cheeks and give it a good slap. "Oooo, this is a bit more firm too, isn't it?" you ask, more rhetorical than to me. I kneel there in silence until you come around front of me, and you lift my chin with your fore finger and smile at me. "Good girl, I'm proud of you. You had good posture and proceeded right to your proper position even when I wasn't expected. Not only that, I see you've been working out, and you know how fond I am of a fit body." I couldn't help but smile at all this news, and you smile back at me, kissing my lips lightly, in which i did the same. "You may relax now, pet." You inform me, which was my signal that I could now stand and relax myself. I stood up and as I stood I could see your bulge penetrating your jeans. Once I am fully standing, you grab the back of my head and bring my face hard to yours; kissing me hard and lustfully and I kiss back. Your lips press so hard to mine, I try pulling back a little bit but my head is fully under your control. I soon feel my body slowly pushing back as you kiss and my knees bump up against my bed. Soon you're pushing so much though that I lose my balance and fall on top of the bed, looking up at you. Next thing I know, I am pinned down by your body, my tank top pushed above my breasts and my puffy pink nipples perking up at you. Your arms are pinning mine down and I playfully resist, for your strength causing my helplessness turns me on even more. You're kissing me hard and i feel you grinding your hips on mine. I feel you move your hands up my arms to my wrists where you hold both with one hand as your other slides between us and jerks down my thong, working it down to my knees. Then you let my hands free for a second and lift your body up some and order, "Get my pants off, slave" I quickly and obediently reach underneath you and between us, unzipping your pants and working the waistband around your cock. I can't reach much farther and you notice I pause when you tell me, "Better find a way to get them all the way off, slave, or you're paying for it." I thought for a second and then knew. I slid down, as you hold yourself up with your arms, underneath you and sliding the pants down to your knees. When they reached there, i pulled my own thong down the rest of the way, then slid back up. From there, I bent my knees, on either side of him, and with my feet I pulled his pants down. As I bend my knees back up to scoot myself forwards I feel you grab my legs and push them upwards. I panic a little bit, you never having done this to me before and I try sliding upwards in discomfort. As I try moving upwards, you only push on my legs more, my thighs now squishing my breasts and my nipples pressing hard against my skin. I notice you look down, and it's then that I notice how wet I am. I feel the wetness over my pussy and I see you smiling. "Aww don't resist, Pet, I can see you're liking this. Now, are you going to be a good girl, or do I need to tie your hands down?" I knew he expected me to possibly resist more. "I'll be good, Master" I promised. "Good girl, now place your hands to your sides, relax your arms, and don't move them. Your palms better stay against the blanket the whole time, understand?" I nodded. I felt him pushing my calves, forcing my knees towards my shoulder, my muscles stretching underneath me, my pussy spreading itself wide and so exposed to you. I hold my position with my arms down, especially when I feel your fingers probe my pussy, gently rubbing around and scooping up the juices settling on my lips. You push them to my lips and I lick and suck them off. "Good girl" you praise and I try to relax despite the discomfort. I feel you press 2 fingers into my pussy, and I realize now how tight my pussy really is in this position, for I can barely handle even that. I try to relax as best I can but my body won't let me and your penetrating fingers cause me to flinch from the slight bits of pain. I try to concentrate on my hands now, forgetting all about them as I almost scrunched them up in a ball from the pain. I try hard to keep them straight. Soon, you readjust so that you're up on top of me, leaning onto my legs, pushing them down against my body harder. I groan a little bit as my thighs press my breasts ever so discomforting. Suddenly I notice your cock is right at the edge of my pussy. My eyes widen in fear, knowing what only 2 fingers did to me. Your hard tip presses against my pussy lips, demanding them to open. My pussy lips surround your cock as your head squeezes in. I'm so relieved you're going slowly at first and I feel your head press past the point of which my fingers could handle and the sharp pain of the disturbance of my inner walls kicks in. I lean my head back and scrunch my eyes shut, almost forgetting about my hands. I quickly concentrate on keeping them straight as told, palms down, not moving them. Finally you thrust hard into my pussy. I let out a scream, my back trying to arch, but can barely do so with all the pressure of you on top of me and my legs digging into my own body. You push all the way inside and sit there for a couple seconds, but when I look down I notice not even all of you is inside me. My walls had tensed up so much from fear and pain that you can't push any farther without tearing me further. You don't want to hurt me inside so you give me a hard smack on my ass cheek and demand, "Open up for me, bitch, I'm not in all the way yet." I nod quickly and try to relax again, ignoring the pain searing my pussy. Slowly the rest of your cock forces its way within me and I can feel your balls resting against the bottom of my ass. "That a girl" you say reassuringly. You begin thrusting up and down now, your cock moving in and out slowly at first, and eventually going faster and harder. I feel every inch of you go in and out of me, my pussy feeling so tight in this new position. Your weight still presses over me, but it's now become more of a turn on than discomfort, as I can't move even if I tried...completely helpless if I struggled....and completely under your control. Your grunts get louder as you go harder and faster and you start spanking my ass rhythmically with your thrusts. I feel my ass growing pink as you smack my ass, and it gets me wetter and wetter, gradually making it easier and easier for you to fuck me. Before I know it, I myself am getting closer and closer to climax. I didn't notice before, but I suddenly notice that with the opposite hand you are spanking with you are rubbing my clit in tight quick small circles. I moan harder and faster, groaning and twisting a little bit, dying to just scrunch of the sheets beneath my hands, but I can't. My fingers ache, as they are tense and dying to grab onto something to help control my movements. You raise yourself off of my legs just a little bit, cock still buried in my pussy, but you spread my legs outwards now, making my pussy tighter and more pleasurable for you. I groan, wishing you wouldn't as I had just become comfortable the other way. My nipples poke around the inside of my legs and you reach in front pulling on my nipple with one of your hands while forcing my other leg to the side. You notice my leg slips back to how it was before so you grab it and hold it down as you begin thrusting and fucking harder once more. The pain in my inner thigh shoots through my muscles, as my legs stretch for your pleasure. My pussy remains wet however and continues getting wet as you lean forward, pressing your shoulders over my legs now to keep them in place as you move your hand back down to my clit. The pleasure is insane now, my body twisting and rocking back and forth, thrusting up at you. Once more I am close to climaxing, much quicker now, and I remember the rules, asking, "Please Master, will you let me come?" Right away you say, "Oh yes, slave, come! Come for your daddy!" Only seconds after you permit me to come I feel myself orgasm, coming all around your cock, my walls trying to force you out as you hold your cock in to feel it all. I moan and pant and twist, my fingers stiff and my knuckles in pain from holding them so tense and straight, trying not to move them. I feel you rip out when most of my reflexes have stopped, but no sooner did you rip out than you thrust your hips only inches lower to my ass hole. Your cock is already lubed with my come and you thrust in hard all the way and with that one thrust I feel you explode in my ass. Your body thrusts hard against my curled up body beneath you, shooting your load inside. "Ohhh baby!" you scream out as you come, and I can't help but smile up at you, seeing how you pleasured yourself with my body. After you come you slowly pull out, some of your semen oozing out of my ass at the same time, and you sit back. You gently pull my legs towards you, stretching them out and rubbing my calves for me, as you know they are sore. "You were such a good girl today" You smile at me. You lean forward, kissing me on the forehead, continuing to rub and massage my thighs until the aching is gone. "Thank you daddy. I'm so glad I could please you tonight." Underneath Your Clothes "Okay,listen up,boy", my boss said on the phone "Business as usual,okay?" He meant going through the normal catalogue of questions. I agreed and we hung up. I`m working for a big music magazine and it waas my turn this month for interviews. This might sound as if it was a punishment, but actually its very cool meeting all the stars in music business,and of course all the beautiful female singers. One of those was in my list today : Shakira, inofficial inheritor of JLo`s crown and "Latino Queen" ? title. I get into my cheap,old car,checking,one last time my press ID card,which opens the door to the colombian beauty. I drive through town,turning on the radio and , what coincidence, listening to Shakira`s "Underneath your clothes" ...damn,id like to be underneath HER clothes. Ive always liked girls with wide hips and a nice round booty,although her hair looked better when it was natural black...Oops,i arrive at the hotel,i didn`t notice while lost in my thougts.I got out,locked my car (although nobody would steal that heap of shit) and went into the hotel lobby,where a crowd of journalists had gathered already. I showed my ID to someone who looked like security,and since "my" magazine is one of the biggest in the country i didnt have to wait long,my name was called and i was led to an upper floor where a gorrila like bodyguard and a petite woman (some kind of Shakira`s PR person or so) stood in front of a door. I was checked by the bodyguard and sceptically looked at by the petite woman and told I had 45 minutes (again the advantage of a BIG magazine). I signed onto a list and the gorilla opened the door for me and i entered. The future queen of Latin Pop sat on a wide red couch,her eyes tired,her dyed hair curly and her left hand playig in the bowl of M&Ms on the desk in front of her.She`s wearing pretty baggy pants,but a tight top,showing off her small,but really fine breasts. "Hey,you must be the guy from [enter name of my magazine here]" she said, looking up at me and pulling her hand out of he candy bowl. "Hola" i say, playing a bit with my spanish skills She smiles "Hola, soy Shakira...but you might know that already" she says and grins up at me "Why don´t you sit down?" I sit. She has already caught me with her charming smile. I get out my recorder and press the buttons. We go to the usual catalogue of questions,sometimes falling into our common mothertongue Spanish, laughing we try to get a hold of ourselves and get on with the serious interview.After I´ve asked the last question of the usual ones about carrier past,plans,love life and stuff which might interest the usual fan outside there,I turn off the recorder. " Do you mind it if I ask a personal question? " "No no, shoot! " I hesitate and look at the floor " I know you` ve been asked that kinda often, but why did you dye your hair blonde? " She sighs, but admits it was for business reasons " I liked your dark hair better ", I tell her with my most charming smile. She grins. " Well, ive...kept the natural color in a certain place " she tells me with a broad smile and a wink. Sweat starts sparkling on my forehead and inside my pants something springs to life as well. I`m dumbfounded as she gets up pulls down her baggy jogging pants to her knees and reveals small black panties,which are pulled down afterwards. "See, which place i mean" I can only nod,my lower jaw is not longer under my control "You look as if you never saw a pussy before." Finally iam able to talk again "I have...but never such a beautiful one" And I didn´t lie: her pussy was neatly trimmed, a small deep black bush around two totally smooth pussy lips,glistening with moisture. Iam glued to my chair, but i notice how Shakira`s locking the door andthen standing in front of me,her pussy right in front of my face. "Why don`t you give it a closer look,mh?" I grab around her hips to these beautiful cheeks and pull her closer to my waiting tongue. I smell her sweet aroma and my tongue starts exploring her inner thighs,wandering higher until reaching reaching her clit, my wandering is accompained by low, sweet moans of lust. While stroking her pussylips with my tongue and lips my fingers trail up and down her exposed back and buttcheeks,massaging her peachy fleshwith my fingers. It seems to turn her on,her moans get louder. ?Outside,bodyguard and PR woman smiled at each other? "Let`s try something different" she tells me,her face sweaty, her eyes no longer tired,but glaring with lust and the typical latin passion I expected her to show,She strips me down to the bone,my dick finally jumping to freedom,it got painful in my pants for it, She looks at it for a moment and then tells me to lay down on my back.I obey,excited to see what she had in mind. When i feel the cool wooden floor under my back i shiver, but I´m warmed right after when she lies down on top of me,her crotch over my face and stroking my dick with her hand,then kissing it and licking the head. I moan and move my pelvis towards her lips and she gladly swallows my member. I go back to eating her out and after some minutes of slurping her sweet juices, her body starts to shake,her muscles shiver and she lets my dick slip from in between her lips and screams out her orgasm in high pitched screams.After she came down from it again,she goes back to blowing me and starts playing with my balls. I get a glimpse of her beautiful asscheeks and instead of just enjoying the sensations of her twirling tongue around my shaft I spread her cheeks apart and let my tounge snake its way through her buttcrack up to her chocolate starfish.Just when i thrust my tongue a bit forward,into her tight little shitter, she moans and sucks hard one time on my dick and squeezes my balls. " I can feel it inside of you,come for me baby,squirt it onto my face " But I have plans with that ass.I pull my dick out of her mouth and tell her to stay on her hands and knees and relax. "Is it the ass thing?" she asks,resigned."Everybody likes that ass,I´m as loose as a cheap whore on my backdoor,but I´d die for some nice hot cream on my face" "And you will get it,but when a girl has has a butt like yours,shes gotta use it,you see" She smiles at me and wiggles her booty in the air,in anticipation of my cum running down her face. I get behind her and rub my cock between her legs to get it nice and slippery,then i bend down to lick her backdoor clean and wet,to make the entrance easier for both of us. When i set my cockhead to the entrance of her anus she tenses and I press forward. She`s definitly not as loose as she told me,but its not too tight either.The first inches of my now rock hard dick go in easily and Shakira whimpers a bit as a push it in to the hilt.I slowly pull out again and then build up a steady rhytm,she thrusts her ass back at me and her flesh shakes with every new thrust.By balls slap agaisnt her wetting pussy and we moan in unisono passion. "Are you my little assfuck whore?" i ask her,knowing that dirty talk turns her on."Yess,yes,I am,come on,pump by butt,aaah,yeah,do it like that", she encourages me. I feel the cum cook in my balls. " So you want it in your face?", I ask,between moans. "Turn around and get it!" I pull my dick out of her sweet asshole and she turns around,fast as lightning. I get onto my feet and she kneels in front of me,jerking my dick wit her tiny hands, she looks up at me,her face distorted by lust and anticipation. "Come on,shoot it int..." Splash,,the first jet of hot fuck cream hits her right in the open mouth,she has no time to spit or swallow, the next stream,hits her cheek and another one her forehead. She milks my cock and i shoot further loads into her air and her closed eyes.She moans,hit by another orgasm,gripping my tight shaft,sending a last spurt onto her bare tits,She licks my dick clean and points at her watch,as she cleaned up her face with the back of her top. Time`s up iam afraid,but...you might call me sometime if iam back in time and hands me a small note with her number and some dirty spanish words on it...i leave the room,the bodyguard and the PR lady,smiling at me devilish... Underneath Your Clothes The note had been tucked under the windshield wiper on the drivers side of the monstrosity he called a Jeep. Three words. My house. Tonight. A signature wasn't needed. He knew who it was from. The faint scent of lavender gave it away. Anticipation builds as he drives the familiar route to her house. He could make that drive with his eyes closed. As he pulls to a stop outside the two story house he grips the steering wheel tightly. His fingers wrap around the cool black metal, his knuckles turning white. The roommate was gone, working the graveyard shift. They would be alone. The anticipation threatens to consume him. He takes a deep breath, releases the hold he has on the steering wheel, and climbs out of the vehicle. A small splash of water dampens the cuff of his trousers. Puddles left over from an earlier rain shower flood the almost black street top. Dark clouds blocking out the setting sun promise another good drenching before the night is through. He had no concern for that as he makes his way to her front door. There is another note taped to the beveled glass door. Let yourself in. Without a second thought, he pulls his keychain from his pocket. The door creaks a bit as he opens it. Once inside he notices how dark the house is. Except for the orange glow coming from the living room. He follows the glow, along with the scent of lavender. Most of the furniture had been moved back, leaving a clear view of the stone fireplace that graced the far wall. He had always thought it unusable but now found it alive with flames. A slight movement on the rug before the fire catches his attention. There she was, in all her glory, the woman he loved. Her hair hung loose around her face, waving ever so slightly. Her smooth ivory skin took on a golden glow as the fire danced behind her. "It's about time you showed up," she purred, crooking one finger to beckon him over. Like some Goddess of old she rose onto her knees, the ends of her hair curling around her rose tinted nipples. She leaned forward, bracing herself by splaying her hands on the Persian rug beneath her. "Come here." Smiling, he moves closer to where she is waiting. As he walks toward her he removes the navy blue v necked sweater he had worn, tossing it over the back of a nearby chair. His fingers undo the buttons running the front of his cream and periwinkle striped shirt. He was shrugging out of it even as he undoes the last button. He pauses only long enough to kick his shoes off. When he would have undone his trousers her small hands stilled his movements. "Let me," she says softly. There was the promise of pleasure in her voice. Over the crackle of the fire he can hear the rasp of his zipper coming down. He groans as her cool hands pull him free from the black briefs he wore. The soft fingers trailed up and down the length of his shaft, one finger tip circling the tip of his penis. The finger tip is soon replaced with her tongue. His breath sucks in as she mimics the motions she had gone through a moment before. That soft, pink tongue trailed the length of him, teasing across the tip of his shaft. When he thought he could take no more she takes him in her mouth, her teeth gently scrapping across the sensitive flesh. Her hot, wet mouth draws him in and out. He curls his fingers in her silky hair, pulling the honey colored strands ever so slightly. The signal they had when enough was enough, and enough was enough. He wanted to feel a different sort of wetness pulling him in, wanted to feel a different set of lips rubbing up and down his rock hard cock. Their fingers entwine as he kneels before her. Eye to eye, chest to chest. Teasingly, she rubs her mouth across his. As she does so her nipples graze his chest. His mouth returns the favor, barely skimming over hers. The teasing slowly leads to a kiss where tongues mate. Fingers slowly free themselves from one another to explore the contours of a well loved body they knew by heart. He gently laid her back on the rug, pressing a hot, open mouthed kiss against her neck. She purrs in appreciation. Her hips arch up, rubbing the soft triangle of honey colored curls against his cock. He could feel their dampness already. Needing more assurance that he was making her as hot as she had made him, he trails his mouth down her body. He lets his tongue circle her nipples, nipping each one slightly. He makes his way down the flat plane of her stomach, smiling when she squirms. He pins her body by grasping her hips. Using his shoulders he wedges her legs open. He takes a moment to stare at the soft pinkness of her womanhood, blowing against her clit with a whisper of a breath. Her body tenses ever so slightly as he slides his tongue inside her. He presses it against her clit, teasing the small nub. As he knew she would she let out a throaty moan. "You know what I want..." she whimpers, gasping as he swirls his tongue around her entrance, teasing but never fully pleasing. "God, baby, please." Oh he knew exactly what she wanted. It was what he wanted. She didn't have to ask twice. Rising above her, he moves his hands down her legs, drawing them up. He presses her knees against her chest, his eyes meeting hers as he enters her body in one hard thrust. Her eyes flutter closed, her lips part as she starts to pant. He withdraws only to shove inside her once more. Over and over again, he thrust into her willing body, bringing them both to the edge. They lingered there before falling together, their voices blending as they cry out their release. Their love making hadn't been long, it hadn't been sweet. They hadn't wanted those things. They had wanted reassurance. Reassurance that they were still they, and they were. He lets her legs fall free, her body still cradling him. He holds his full weight off her small body as he stares down at her. "I've missed you."