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Waking Her

By: lakesailer_mi



You lay, gently sleeping, your hair a tussle on the pillows, like the sheets wrapped loosely around your naked torso. I slide into bed and you begin to float up through the light slumber into the twilight halfway between awake and asleep. My lips find your neck and begin to tickle and nibble the soft skin. My hand finds your thigh and begins to roam along the outside, tracing the womanly curves of your hips. You moan, not quite awake as my roving hand finds the edge of your breast. 

My fingers trace the edges of your erogenous zones. Teasing and touching as you begin to feel aroused. I can sense your awaking by the low moans in your throat and the stirring of your hips. My lips find yours and we lightly kiss, tongues just barely teasing each other. My fingers dance across your stiffening nipples as I venture to move along, cautiously proceeding. You can feel my penis, pressed hard against your hip as your legs spread, almost involuntarily. 

I gently take your nipple between my fingers, rolling it and pulling it. My head moves, as you cradle it, bringing it to your other breast I suck your nipple between my lips with hunger to taste you. My tongue swirls and explores, the hard nipple like a cherry seed in my mouth. 

I slide my hand slowly down to the lace panties you are wearing and gently stroke your sex. Light fingers through the fabric can feel the heat and moisture of your ripening pussy. Your hips roll, trying to push against my fingers, but I keep the touch light, teasing you. My mouth is absorbed with your breast, sucking and licking your nipple. As you moan, now awake and yet still in a dream.

You take my hand and guide it, sliding it down under your panties, showing me the way to the hard nib of your clit. I let my finger dance across it once and your sharp intake of breath tells me you need it. But, ever the tease, I pull away. You mewl, questioning, as I rise up and move down. My hands swiftly remove the blocking panties and I position myself between your legs. My face moves to kiss your lower lips, gently lightly, my lips just brushing your swelling labia. My tongue darts out, parting the folds, and then retreating as your hands grab my hair trying to pull me into you.

I succumb to your urging and my lips close around your clit as my tongue gently swirls and tastes you. My fingers slide into your tunnel and your back arches in excitement. I find your thick spot, deep inside and begin to stroke it while my tongue slides effortlessly around your clit. Your breathing comes harder and the low moans of earlier have evolved into ragged gasps as your climax builds. I'm done teasing you and want you to cum, hard on my face.

My stroking and licking and sucking reach a payoff and your orgasm grips you. Your hands grab my hair as your hips buck against my face. You moan, loudly and wantonly, music to my ears and fuel for my fire.

As your orgasm subsides, I move and reposition you. Your hips, just barely on the bed as you lie on your back. I stand between your legs, holding your ankles as I look deep into your eyes. I love this view, your whole body laid out before me, I pause and soak it in. Your hair still tussled from sleep, and your eyes aroused and wanting. Your breasts, full and round, with erect nipples. But especially, your pussy, wet, swollen, waiting for me. My cock, purple and throbbing, wanting to enter you. 

Finally, I can resist no longer and I slide deep inside you in one stroke. You can feel my balls slap against your ass, my hands holding your ankles, I control the situation. At first my strokes are long and 

slow. You can feel each thrust as my penis penetrates your vaginal tunnel. But soon I am swept away by the tight warm sensations and my thrusting becomes automatic and animalistic. I explode and the sound of our coupling changes to low grunts and slip-sloppy thrusts as I pump my cum into your wetness.

I collapse next you on the bed, our feet dangling over the edge and pull you into my arms.

Waking Her



It was a celebration, really, an impromptu road trip to the Grand Canyon, which none of us had ever seen before. Melissa was my best friend, had been for years. She'd introduced me to Chuck about a year ago, when my marriage was failing and my whole life was going to shit.

Nothing happened. She wasn't trying to fix me up with him or anything. He's just a good guy, and I guess she wanted me to know there were still good guys in the world.

Melissa's that kind of a friend, you know? She just seems to sense what I need, sometimes, and gives it without any kind of a fuss.

So my divorce is final, and my two friends convinced me to hop in a car with them and spend a few days on the road. It's a lot of driving, and I can't say I'm enjoying the stiff muscles that come from sitting cooped up for hours on end, but if I had to take a long trip with anyone, it would be these two. They make the ride easier, with the songs and the jokes.

We get a hotel in Gallup and Chuck picks up a bucket of chicken from a place across the road while Melissa and I find a couple of cases of wine coolers and set them on ice. The room has two queen beds and a tv that's only about ten years outdated. We're all glad to be out of the confines of the car, and looking forward to relaxing.

After dinner, we prop the pillows against the headboards and settle back to watch a movie. I'm sharing a bed with Melissa. Nobody wants to give Chuck the wrong idea and have the rest of the trip filled with emotional confusion.

He's sharing a box of sugar babies with me, though, so I settle in on his bed so we don't have to get up to pass the candy back and forth.

Melissa finishes off a third cooler and falls asleep before the movie gets good. By the time the main characters are kissing, I'm resting my head against Chuck's muscular right arm and he's using his left to feed me the last pieces of candy. It's not until one almost falls from my lips and I snatch at it with my tongue and catch his finger that I realize how sensual this is.

The movie characters drift apart for a few scenes, building the tension in the story. The candy is gone, and Chuck tosses the empty box into the trash can. I open another cooler and smile at the fizzy tingle and the bright taste of strawberry. His drink is gone, and I offer him mine, pressing the glass tip to his surprisingly full lips.

Chuck's a handsome man. He still has the build of a football player, though it's been ages since he played the game. His dark hair contrasts with his blue eyes, and honestly, a piercing look from him always sends a little pang through me. I don't even think he knows he has that effect on people. In the last few years, he's put on a few pounds, what with the desk job and the drinking and the candy with lousy friends like me. He carries it well, though. The weight just drives home the fact that he's older now, mature.

As he helps me lower the bottle from his lips, the movie characters have found each other again. Chuck turns to me and just as he is about to touch the bottle to my lips, he kisses me instead.

His lips are soft and even though it's just a simple peck, I can feel the strength behind them as he tugs at my upper lip.

He doesn't exactly move away. We sit in a stunned silence, panting and staring into each other's eyes. We can hear the slurp of the movie kisses, and it sounds so funny, I have to grin. Chuck smiles too, and before long, we're both giggling.

We snuggle in together to watch more of the film, and finish off the last drink. By the time those movie people make love, he has his arm over my shoulders. I turn my head, taking in his handsome features once again.

He notices my stare, and steals a couple of glances in my direction, as well. I subconsciously register a slight throb between my legs as I lean into him and kiss him sweetly on the cheek, catching the corner of his mouth.

Chuck is smiling when he turns to face me, turning it into a proper kiss, and then another.

His tongue slides along the place where my lips meet, and I part my lips and taste him. He's an excellent kisser. His tongue falls easily against mine, not forcing anything, just rolling and drifting with the passion of the moment. I gasp when I feel his large hand slide over my breast, and I raise my fingers to his stubbly cheek.

Our breathing is more intense, but we both ride with it, hands roaming over and around and under clothing. My hand raises his shirt enough that in one swift motion, he yanks it over his head, tossing it aside. His hair is left standing on end, and I gently mash it back into place with my hand as he starts kissing me again.

"Oh," he breathes against me as my flattened hand wanders along his bare, hairy chest. His kisses move to my neck and I can feel him tugging at the bottom hem of my nightgown.

I inhale deeply and hold my breath a little, feeling his fingers lightly drift up until they brush over my nipple. I inhale sharply, and arch my head back. With a barely restrained strength, he slips both hands over my skin and pulls me into a hug. He drops a few more kisses on my cheek and then the nightgown is gone.

For a moment, I'm nervous that Melissa will wake, that she'll catch us, but in the next his mouth covers my breast and I am completely lost in the pleasant tingling, the little zaps that jolt from my nipple to my clit and back again. I press myself harder against Chuck's mouth. 

A moment or an hour later, he draws back and gets on his knees. I reach out to touch my fingers against the place where his cock strains against his boxers. Chuck responds by taking them off. I lick my lips, shocked and amazed at how big and beautiful his erect cock is.

His fingers tug at the waistband of my underwear, sliding them off me, and although I haven't done this in over a year, and never with him, and my best friend is sleeping on a bed not four feet away from us, I move my body and help him take them off. He drops them on the floor and positions me lying flat on my back, drinking my body in with his eyes.

His hand glides over one breast, and then the other, and slides to the soft skin of my belly. He lowers his head and kisses me right above, and then right below my belly button. I draw my knees up, and he is overwhelmed with the smell of my sex.

My hands are in his hair as his lips kiss my wet cunt, and already I am grinding my hips, rising and falling with his touch. He takes my hands in his and holds them against the sheet at my sides leaving me nothing except to gasp and pant and writhe under his ministrations. His tongue is heavenly, slipping between my tender folds, dipping here, circling there.

My breath catches and I freeze in place as I realize another hand is taking over the job of holding my wrist. I turn my head and see my best friend, nothing but affection in her eyes. She holds my right arm down with one hand and touches my breasts with the other.

Chuck is unbelievable. My pussy is throbbing so hard and I stare at Melissa while my breath shakes unsteadily. I close my eyes, feeling the building pressure of climax, and a wet mouth closes over my nipple, sucking me gently even as another pleasures my pulsing core. I quiver and shake and another hand strokes my other breast and I yelp as I cum, sucking in breath between my teeth.

"Oh, God!" I buck against Chuck's mouth and he starts fucking me with his tongue. I'm cumming even as I beg for more. He presses his middle finger inside and kisses my quivering clit before he lifts his head and seems to notice Melissa's presence for the first time.

Chuck's finger moves inside me and he smiles at her before crawling over me. With his body over mine, I wrap my now free arms around his back and hug him close. He finds my entrance with the tip of his penis and I see Melissa stripping off her clothes. 

He barely fucks me, only slipping in and out an inch or so, seemingly happy to take his time. Melissa watches our union, and I see her body respond to the sight and smell enveloping her. Her nipples harden, and her fingers drift down. She strokes herself as she watches us. I reach out my hand, and the tips of my fingers slip between her legs.

I close my eyes at the sensation of my fingers sliding against her warm, wet pussy. Chuck raises up on his hands, and I feel his prick get harder as he sees what I'm doing to Melissa.

He thrusts into me, and simultaneously, I thrust my fingers inside her. She wobbles and moves closer bracing herself against the bed with one hand while her other slides over his bare back.

He fucks me slowly, and I move my fingers inside her, and her breasts bounce and she starts kissing him on the mouth. Their tongues mingle, and something about the angle changes and I see his gasp as her finger teases against his ass.

"Oh, God, yeah," he breathes, fucking me deeper. "Fuck me, yeah, fuck me with it," he pleads with her.

I rock my hips against him. My lips are numb from the pleasure of it all. I force my fingers farther into her, causing a chain reaction between the three of us. I thrust her, and her finger thrusts into him, and he thrusts into me. Soon we find the rhythm of it, and he suckles my breast for a while, then frenches her for a while.

I can feel it building again. "I'm cumming," I announce to them both.

Chuck responds by moving faster. Melissa gives him one more jolt with her finger before moving away. She gets on the bed behind him and I can see her hands gliding over his balls and the base of his slick cock as it moves out of me. She reaches down and licks his ass, teasing him with her tongue. His thrusts become more erratic, and I cry out with each new surprise.

Then she impales him with a glistening finger, and we both scream as he drives hard into me. I'm cumming already and still, he plows into me until he jerks and convulses with pleasure.

"Fuck," he says weakly, a look of total bliss on his handsome face.

We take a moment to recover, panting gently, lightly petting each other. Melissa seems to have disappeared, and it occurs to me that we owe her something.

"Melissa," I say quietly.

She crawls onto the bed beside me, smiling joyfully. Chuck rolls off to my other side, and I lean into her, kissing her on the lips, sliding in with my tongue. She presses her body closer to me, and I hear her gasp as Chuck's fingers stroke her pussy. My hands find her breasts.

Melissa is the picture of joy as I draw back and take her in. Her eyes are closed, and her lips are parted as her neck arches back. Chuck is fucking her with his fingers now, stroking harder and faster, and I lean over to suck her tits. I let my mouth work at one and then the other and then back again.

I look over and see he is hard as a rock again. I grab his free hand and give it a yank. He glances up at me and reads my meaning. He lets her go and I roll to my back, pulling her overtop of me. Our breasts press against each other and our clits rub as we move against each other, eager for release. I steal a glance at Chuck's face. He is stroking himself as he licks his lips, his eyes on her ass, drifting downward to see what lies between.

At last he readies himself behind her, and I feel her spray against me as he heaves inside her cunt. She squirts with his every thrust, and I find my hand against her, the heel hard against her mons and my fingertips stretched out against his wet shaft as it moves in and out.

She leans down and kisses me, and our tongues move faster with the passion of the moment. Suddenly his cock fills me and I arch upward off the bed, hungry for more.

He fucks me and then her and then me until we all cum again, soaked in our mixed juices. After a nap, I find myself sucking Melissa's beautiful tits again, and before long, we're all into it again.

The next morning, we shower and continue on our trip. Nobody says anything about it, but sometimes I think I hear the word "fuck" being whispered like a plea somewhere in the car.

The vibrations of the road are keeping me turned on. I stretch out my hand and rest it in Chuck's lap. He mashes his foot down on the accelerator. None of us can wait to get to the next hotel.

END

Author's Note: Thanks for reading! I'd love to hear from you!



Waking Her Submission



As I drifted off to sleep I remember my last thought being how annoyed I was with having to spend the night in the local hospital and wondering if I would get out at a reasonable hour to check on the progress of the crew building my new home. What I did not know was that my plans would be changing drastically and in hindsight, for the better.

I was in hospital for overnight observation because of something that happened on the baseball diamond. I joined a men's league when I moved into the suburbs and enjoyed playing ball a few times a week but then something happened which began this story.

I had just hit a nice line drive between first and second base and began sprinting for first base when I felt a sharp pain in one of my legs that required me to limp the rest of the way, negating the possibility of a double. I got a pinch runner to take my spot and hobbled into the dugout. My calf felt like someone had taken a red hot needle and driven it deep into the muscle. When the game was ended, I went to a walk-in clinic and the doctor on duty quickly diagnosed that I might have a blood clot and sent me off to the hospital. Once there, the doctor did a few more tests and then decided to admit me, put me on a blood thinner and keep me for overnight observation. I was not amused.

Sometime around two in the morning I was woke up by a hand lifting my wrist and when I opened my eyes I was shocked. A young blonde nurse who I estimated to be no more than 20 years old was taking my pulse and the first thing I said was, "Am I dead?"

Shawna had recently graduated from nursing college, was taken aback when I stirred and blurted out that question but she did laugh a little and said, "No sir, you're very much alive."

"Oh, I figured I must be dead and in heaven although that's the last place I expect to go. You're beautiful, chere. But I'm sure you've heard that at least 100 times already today."

She released my wrist and smiled back as she replied, "Thank you and no, I rarely get compliments."

In truth, she deserved it and much more because her hair was the colour of spun gold and it was down to her shoulders. She was 5'6" about 110 lbs with small tits and a tight little ass. She could easily have played the part of Helen of Troy in any of the movies.

I sensed something about her and decided to see if I was right, some people call it Dom intuition.

"Shawna chere, the quality of your skin and hair looks amazing and I would love it if you would allow me just to pet you for a few moments."

Once again her look said she was shocked but I didn't wait for her to give me permission and raised my hand to softly stroke her head and cheek. Either it was me being so forward or her surprise that kept her standing in place and I continued my ministrations. I moved my hand down to her neck, to the back of her neck and kept petting her as though she were a small feline. I listened carefully to her breathing and when her eyes closed I knew my intuition was correct.

"Move a little closer, chere," I said in a voice as soft and low as a purr and she readily complied.

I began stroking her back, almost massaging with my touch and spending a little time on the small of her back which made her arch slightly into my hand, then I went lower, down to that delicious ass stroking and kneading it through her blue scrubs. She whimpered a little as I moved lower, pressing into the opening between her legs, feeling the heat of her pussy on my hand for a few moments.

"Turn around and face me, Shawna."

She whimpered again but keeping her eyes closed she obeyed as I withdrew my hand.

"Good girl, now lower your scrubs and part your legs for me."

She opened her eyes, looked into mine as though she couldn't believe this was happening and then pushed down on her bottoms and moved her legs apart.

She was wearing a black thong and I pushed my hand between her legs using my fingers to stroke and work the slit of her pussy as she reached out and gripped the bed rail on my bed. I gripped and released and stroked her little cunt through the silky material until she began to push against my fingers and then I whispered, "Do you want more?"

Her eyes opened again and she replied, "Yes, please."

"Lower your panties for me and return my hand to that sweet little cunt, ask me to see how wet and tight you are for me, chere."

She complied and then took my hand with one of hers and blushed as she pressed it against her well-trimmed pussy saying, "Please sir, see how wet you have made me for you."

I smiled and slid one finger into her and then another as I placed my thumb against her clit. I could feel the juices coating my fingers and sliding down to my palm as I worked her cunt. I moved in the bed a little and stroked her cheek with my free hand and she used her hips to grind herself harder to my fingers.

"Umm, you are a good girl Shawna chere, keep working that pretty cunt against my fingers and now lift your top and bra so I can see those pretty tits."

She struggled a little as her hands moved to obey me and I could feel her body quivering a little as she was obviously getting closer for me. I lowered my hand down to one of her breasts and kneaded it as I continued to stroke inside her with my fingers and increased the pressure on her clit with my thumb. I pinched one nipple as I pressed fingers deeper and found her G spot. Her breathing got quicker and louder and I interrupted her reverie with a sharp whisper.

"Good sluts beg to cum, Shawna, so don't you dare cum without my permission, understand? When you are ready, you beg for it!"

Her hips took on a will of their own and she was fucking my fingers as she stood there. I loved the scent of her as she dripped onto my hand now and then she finally hissed out, "Please sir, please, I need to cum."

I decided not to make the poor girl suffer and quickly answered back, "Yes Shawna cum for me, give it to me but I want all of it. Don't you dare stop until I have every drop out of this tight little pussy."

I had not even finished my words when she began a soft mewling and I could feel her pussy clenching and releasing against my fingers. She pushed so hard on my hand that I was surprised at her strength and I pressed back as I felt her soaking my hand with her juices. I'm not sure how many times she rode the wave but finally she released her top, gripped my railing and pulled away from my hand.

Her eyes fluttered a little and while she watched, I brought my hand up to my face, inhaled her scent and then licked her juices from my fingers.

"Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome chere. Now, what time do you go on a break tonight?"

She looked surprised as she realized what I was thinking and then checked her watch and said, "I go on break in about an hour."

While she adjusted her clothing I said, "Good. Between now and then, you will occasionally slip your hand down and play with that pussy to keep you nice and wet for me. When you go on break you will go into the washroom, play more with that pussy until you practically get those panties soaked and take them off and come here. Am I clear?"

She blinked a little but responded with "Yes sir."

"When you come in, come close to the bed and I will kiss you to show you that I accept your submission. When I break the kiss, you will give those panties to me to show that you are willing to submit. Now go and do your duties, I will watch some TV while I wait for you."

She nodded once and padded out of my room. I flipped on the TV and began planning what I was going to do with her when she returned. I smiled and thought it was fortunate that I had a supplemental hospital insurance plan and was in a private room.



Waking Her Submission Pt. 02



Setting the stage for you but you should read part 1 to truly understand the story.

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I'm in hospital for overnight observation and a pretty blonde nurse made the mistake of coming in to check up on me. After playing with her a little I sent her off with instructions to come back on her break. 

True to my word when Shawna left the room I pulled the television into place flipped it onto one of the movie channels and proceeded to ignore the device. I reached into the drawer of the table beside the bed and pulled out my smartphone, both to check the time and I planned to make use of it when she returned - if she returned.

When I checked the time I quickly estimated what her break time was and set an alarm for 10 minutes before the time I believed her to be excusing herself from her duties. I carefully placed the phone back on top of the table and then decided that the movie on the TV wasn't that bad after all and settled down to watch.

The chirping of the phone actually woke me from having dozed off because the movie was a lot more boring than I had anticipated. Reaching over, I silenced the phone and then reached down to adjust myself because somewhere in my sleep my plans of what I was going to do to Shawna had intruded, and made my cock very hard. I also popped two tiny breath mints into my mouth to get rid of my morning breath.

I tried to concentrate on the television once more and smiled as I saw the door opening. I pushed the television out of the way and watched with amusement as she closed the door firmly and then walked over to my bed.

"I don't believe I'm doing this. I've never..." she started to say when I put my fingers up to her lips, leaned up in the bed, gripped her by the hair and pulled her into me.

She smelled of fresh soap and I quickly realized that she would not be allowed to wear perfume while on duty. My lips met hers and I softly teased and nibbled at them until she parted for me. I penetrated her with my tongue and tasted her. She responded to my kiss and as our tongues played and danced I released the strong grip I had on her hair and gently stroked the back of her neck. Then I covered her mouth completely and inhaled deeply, drawing her breath from her more and more until I felt her body weakening a little against me. I broke the kiss with a soft nibbling of her bottom lip. Leaning back I looked into her eyes and whispered,

"I believe you have something for me, Shawna chere?"

She fluttered her eyes a little like I had just given her the very first kiss she ever experienced and then blushed, reached into the pocket of her scrubs and placed the tiny little black thong into my hand without another word.

While she stood there unsure of what to do next, I felt how very wet she had made the thong for me, brought it up to sniff her scent and then licked it as she watched and her blush deepened even more.

"You have a very tasty little cunt, Shawna chere."

"Er, thank you."

Reacting quickly I lashed out with my hand to her backside and landed a quick slap that would have woke anyone else in the room but fortunately I was in a private room.

"You address me as sir, chere, always."

She jumped and let out a little yelp but replied,

"Yes sir, thank you, sir." she corrected herself. I had to hand it to her, she learned quickly.

"There's only one tiny problem with tasting you from your panties, Shawna, do you know what that is?"

"No sir," she answered as I slipped out from under the covers and stood facing her.

"I need to taste it from the source," I responded as I lowered her scrubs down and hoisted her onto the bed.

Pushing her back, I pulled the scrubs off her body, slipped a pillow under her ass and pushed her legs apart for me.

"Oh my god, what if someone comes in?" she whispered and tried to close her legs.

I pushed them back apart and replied, "Then they're going to witness how good a little nurse you can be, Shawna chere."

I gripped her ass and moved down to her well-trimmed little pussy, growled softly as I inhaled her scent and took a first, long lick from the bottom to the top. I moved my hands until I got my thumbs either side of her slit and pulled her open even more for me as I slowly licked the sweetness from that hot little cunt.

I didn't know if I was the first or one of many guys that had tasted her but when she mewled like a little kitten for me it just made me want it more. I stiffened my tongue and lashed her little clit as I worked my thumbs against her, almost penetrating with them and then I moved one hand, slipped one, then two fingers into her as I covered her clit with my mouth, gripped it in my teeth gently and lashed back and forth over it.

Shawna began to push and buck against my mouth and fingers and all I could hear was her trying to control her breathing in between whispering, "Oh my god, oh my god," over and over.

Reaching in deeper with my fingers, I found that pebbly little area inside her and began stroking and massaging it as I alternated licking her clit, nibbling her pussy and swallowing the juices as they flowed out of her. My face and beard were glistening with her and I intensified what I was doing as I growled once more.

As Shawna's hands gripped my head, I reached down with my free hand and slipped a single digit between the cheeks of her ass. I found the tiny rosebud and almost tickled it as I slipped a third finger into her very tight little pussy to join the two working her special area.

I could feel her tensing and quivering as I worked her pussy and teased her ass and then she began mewling once more and she made me smile as I rode her body when I heard,

"Please sir, please, I need to cum again for you, please sir."

I released her pussy from my mouth for a second and responded,

"Yes my pretty slut, cum for me again."

I went back to her clit and gently bit it, laved it with my tongue and as I felt her clench on my fingers, I slipped the single digit deep into her ass and she bucked hard against my face and hands as her body shuddered with release.

I never stopped working her even as she began flowing out onto me and fingerfucked her tight little ass even harder. I began a "come hither" motion with the fingers pressed against her G spot and that was all that was needed. Little Shawna was a squirter and her pussy began to gush copious amounts of juice. So much so, that if I had never experienced it before I'm sure she could have drowned me.

Finally I gave her pussy one last lick, pulled away from her and smiled as I saw the puddle she had just turned into.

"Oh sir, what have I done, did I pee on you?" she asked with a look of embarrassed fear.

"No kitten, you simply squirted. I'm surprised that you wouldn't know that being as you are a nurse."

She gathered herself up, sat on the bed, reached down and played her fingers in the mess she had made and then licked two of them and giggled.

"No sir, I never even knew a woman could do that and have never done that before but it was amazing. Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome little kitten, now you are going to return the favour for me."

She blushed once again, got off the bed and lowered to her knees.

"No chere, I am going to get back into bed and you can suck my cock from there."

I got back on the bed, lowered the thing as much as possible and watched as Shawna got to her feet and took my cock in her little hand.

"I...I...haven't done this very much sir."

"That's okay kitten, I will teach you."

With that she lowered down, licked the head of my cock and then sucked it into her mouth. I decided I would let her go a little and see what she had learned already, when I discovered she was right. She tried to go down too far too quickly and coughed as she came up.

"That's okay kitten, take your time a little and when you're used to it a little more I shall guide that pretty head to take me deep."

I reached out with my right hand and teased her little cunt with my fingers as she started to suck in earnest. I could feel her drooling around my cock and reached up to grip her hair with my left hand to guide her up and down movements.

I moved her head with intent now as I enjoyed her and plunged two fingers into her cunt again just as I pushed her down so my cock went to the back of her throat. She struggled a little but realized that I was in control now and whimpered around me which just made me want more so I moved her faster and harder.

I could not take too much more and felt my balls tightening as I hissed through clenched teeth,

"Don't you dare swallow it down yet, Shawna, keep it in your mouth!"

I almost didn't get the sentence finished when I felt the first spurt of my cock and her cheeks popped out as my balls fired shot after shot of cum into her. I saw it drooling out of her mouth around me and I just kept moving her head to make sure I was done. Finally I released her and she stood up looking at me with a quizzical expression.

I released her pussy from my hand and raised it up, palm upwards.

"Spit it out into my hand, Shawna chere."

She gave me a strange look and then did as she was told allowing my cum to fall into my hand.

"Now, this is a gift, Shawna but good little sluts aren't just given such a gift, they have to really want it. You will have to beg for this if you want it; otherwise I will simply wash it off my hand."

She blinked several times, unsure of what she should do and then finally blurted out,

"Please sir, please may I have your gift?"

I smiled as I realized how far I had taken her now and then softly responded with,

"Yes kitten, lick it from my hand, take all of it and enjoy."

She leaned back over and slurped and licked everything up from me and then without even being told leaned into me and licked the remnants that spilled from her mouth onto my balls and body.

"You have done very well, Shawna chere but now, there is something else I want."

Still licking her lips she cocked her head to one side and then I reached over, picked up my phone and said,

"Remove the top of your scrubs and place your hands down beside you and smile for me."

She quickly obeyed and I used my phone to take several quick pictures of her standing naked before me. When I had finished, I checked the pictures, deciding on the one to use and entered it into a new contact and handed her the phone.

"Now Shawna, enter in your phone numbers and all your contact details. I am due to be out of here today sometime and I will be contacting you soon to come and visit me."

She stood there for a moment and did not do a thing.

"I have a boyfriend, sir."

"That doesn't matter to me right now, Shawna. You can do as I asked or you can hand the phone back to me and never see me again, your choice?"

She bit her bottom lip and then with practiced fingers and thumbs, she quickly inputted everything into the phone and handed it back to me.

"There you go, sir, but please only send me a text message first, he's very jealous."

She quickly got dressed and gave me a kiss on the cheek as she scurried out of the room and I smiled as I reviewed everything she had just given me in how to contact my new little submissive nurse.



Waking Her Submission Pt. 03



The weekend has just begun, and I learned from the nursing station that Shawna was off until Monday morning. I decided that this was a perfect opportunity to teach her a little more about her newly discovered side. (You may want to read the first two parts of this story to learn about this pretty nurse and her adventures) 

It was just after two o'clock in the afternoon when I got home from the hospital. The doctor told me everything seemed to be in order, so I went up to the bedroom, stripped off and got into a tee and shorts to go for a workout downstairs. 

Grabbing my phone, I admired the picture I had taken of Shawna. She stood there in all her glory with hands by her sides and her tiny 32B tits on display along with the rest of her gorgeous, naked body. Everything was in proportion and I instantly got hard as I recalled how sweet her finely trimmed, little blonde pussy tasted. 

I wrestled my hand away from my cock because I was enjoying the picture a little too much, quickly composed a short text and sent it. 

Shawna chere, are you there? 

I had just made it down the to the home gym in the basement when my phone chirped, 

Yes sir, but I have to call my boyfriend back. 

"Oh no babygirl, we can't have him interfering with my plans," I thought and started inputting an important message. 

Yes, call him back and tell him you have plans for the weekend, chere. I hurriedly sent and hoped I wouldn't need to guide her through exactly what she should or would say to him. 

Deciding I best concentrate on putting everything in place before I began my work-out, I wandered outside to the patio, lit up a smoke, and relaxed in the sun while I waited. 

I knew Shawna would be struggling with my instructions and trying to decide if she was going to blow off her boyfriend or not. Deciding to simply wait patiently for her decision, I just relaxed, hummed a little tune from a play I had acted in with a semi-pro theatre group - "Music of the Night" from Phantom. By the time I got to the third verse, my phone chirped. 

I called him and told him, sir. Boy, is he angry. He wanted us to go camping. 

I sensed her hoping I would text her back and let her off the hook, but my cock was not going to allow such magnamity. 

"Mission accomplished," I thought and then smiled because it was time to reward Shawna and ease her into all I had planned. I sent her a text with my address and followed it up with some instructions. 

You will pack whatever clothes and other items you need for the weekend in a small overnight bag. For tonight, I want you to dress for dinner. I shall be cooking us a meal and I expect you here by 7 o'clock. 

I smiled when I got her sweet little, Yes sir, in reply. I went inside, set an alarm on my phone, tossed it on a table, and began my workout. 

Forty-five minutes later I was done. I took a shower, dressed, and went down to the kitchen to decide what to make for my pretty nurse. Checking the time available, I decided that finger foods would be the best for the meal and buckled down to prepare a platter of various Sushi along with some teriyaki chicken in case she was allergic to seafood. When it was all done, I stored most of the food in the fridge, and the hot food in the top oven to keep it warm while I went downstairs to get a bottle of Sake. 

Having lost track of time; just as my foot hit the main floor, the doorbell rang. Still holding the Sake, I opened the door. You could have knocked me over with a feather. Shawna had taken my instruction to dress for dinner to heart. 

She was wearing a simple blue mini dress that appeared to be almost spray-painted to her body, and somehow the neckline made her tiny breasts appear larger than they were. Her hair and makeup was immaculate. Saying she was gorgeous was akin to saying the sinking of the Titanic was a minor maritime mishap. No wonder her boyfriend was so angry and jealous. 

The one thing that I pride myself on is having a poker face, but even I struggled to maintain my composure as I said, 

"Welcome to my home, kitten. Please do come in." 

I closed the door, and grabbed the small bag she was carrying, dropping it to the floor. She wouldn't really need that for awhile. 

Her high heels clicked softly on the granite, and her eyes got large as she looked around. 

"Thank you sir, this is an amazing place you have." 

I smiled and decided to keep her a little off balance before the weekend began. 

"Thank you chere, and you look beautiful tonight, but are you wearing panties under that pretty dress?" 

She looked shocked and swallowed before stammering, "Er, yes sir. Was I not supposed to?" 

Still smiling I responded, "It's fine, kitten because I did not give you instructions otherwise. But this is a panty-free house, so remove them and give them to me." 

She giggled as she pulled her dress up, slipped her panties down and off, and blushed as she handed me a very pretty bikini-cut pair of silk, blue panties. As I put them in my pocket she looked hurt and then said, 

"That's it? Sir, don't I deserve something for that?" 

Now it was my turn to look surprised, and I asked, "I'm sorry, Shawna chere, like what?" 

"Well, the last time you kissed me," she said with a little pout. 

It was all I could do to avoid laughing, and I bit my bottom lip to keep a straight face as I responded. 

"You're right, kitten. I humbly apologize." 

I reached over, pulled her into me, and kissed her exactly as I had done in the hospital. When I released her, I had to keep a hand on her back to allow her to recover her strength. I kept that hand there as I guided her into the kitchen eating area. 

"Dinner is ready by the way, but I haven't had time to set the table." 

I pointed at the dishes I had put out on the island and said, 

"Would you mind setting those out while I get everything?" 

When I got to the table with the platters of food, she had done an excellent job of placing things in all the wrong places. I made some minor corrections before pulling her chair out for her to sit down. 

"I hope you like sushi, chere. But, if not, there's also some Teriyaki chicken there with plain rice." 

"I don't think I've tried either, sir, but I'm willing." 

"Oh babygirl, you surely are that," I thought as I smiled and served us both a nice sampling of California rolls, Tekamaki rolls and a few other delicacies that could be picked up by fingers or chop sticks. 

I picked up a piece of Tekamaki, dipped it in sauce, and then gently teased it against her lips as I locked my eyes to hers. 

"This is raw tuna, chere. Open for me." 

Her lips parted, and she accepted the offering as I gently pushed it into her mouth until her lips closed around my two fingers. I watched her chew and taste the new delicacy. She smiled as she swallowed, saying, 

"That was really good, may I have more?" "Sir!" she quickly added as her big blue eyes got large. 

I laughed and for the rest of the dinner let her sample and taste all I had prepared by carefully feeding her from my hand. It was a little trick I had learned came in handy with women who were newly discovering their submissive side. 

When the meal was finally over, I took her into the great room and left her standing in the middle of the floor as I walked over and took a chair. 

"Shawna chere, strip for me and then lower down to all fours and come here to me." 

"Str...ip, sir? I've never done that...and...there's no music." 

I smiled because her biggest complaint was only about there being no music and I replied stoically, 

"Obey kitten, come here to me as you should." 

She worried her bottom lip a little, unsure of what she should do, but my words sank in. She made a few adjustments to the back of the dress, and then reached down, grabbed the bottom of it, and pulled it up over her body. As she dropped it on the floor, she let out a little sigh and watched me as she unclasped the half-cup blue bra and let it fall from her body. Still somewhat unsure of herself and what she was doing, she lowered to her knees, then to her palms and slowly began to crawl across the floor to where I sat. 

She stopped right in front of me and gave me a questioning look? 

"Keep coming Shawna chere. Come up here and drape yourself over my lap for a spanking." 

I could see her shivering a little, and her eyes told me she was wondering whether she should just grab her dress and run out the door, but finally and without a word she did exactly as I asked. 

I rested my left hand on her back and caressed her ass with my right hand as I said, 

"Spanking is not to punish you Shawna chere, it is simply to prepare you for the night ahead. Now, count them out as I give them and thank me with each one." 

I raised my hand and brought it down on one cheek of her ass, but not too hard because she was new to this. 

SLAP! 

"One, thank you sir!" she exclaimed and wiggled a little. 

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! 

I added three more alternating between her cheeks. 

"Two, thank you sir. Three, thank you sir. Four, thank you sir." 

"Spread your legs for me, kitten," I whispered, and she opened them as though I flipped a switch. 

I teased my fingers against her pussy, and when I opened it a little with the tips, I found what I was seeking; she was soaking wet. I slipped my fingers in and out a few times as she whimpered and mewled a little, and then I went back to her ass. 

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! Harder this time and her voice got louder as she responded, 

"Five, thank you sir. Six, thank you sir. Seven, thank you sir. EIGHT, THANK YOU SIR." 

Her voice trembled at the end. I knew she was close to tears, but I enjoyed the heat and redness of her ass as I caressed it, and played with her pussy a little more. Her mewls became moans, and she tried to move a little on me to get more of my fingers into her. Gripping my leg she tried to move back and forth as I finger-fucked her. 

I again spanked her ass but went for eight strokes this time until she was in tears. When I touched her little cunt, she tensed and begged, 

"Please sir, please finish me. Let me cum for you. I'm so close, I beg you sir." 

I rammed two fingers in and stroked them against her G spot, teasing it and pressuring as she bucked and pressed herself back using my leg for leverage. 

"Yes, cum for me slut. Show me what a good girl you are Shawna chere. Give it to me, cum all over me, NOW." 

Much the same as in the hospital, she began squirting as I worked her wet little cunt. She coated my hand, and sprayed all over the leg of my pants. They were never going to be the same again. 

When she was done and subsided, I pulled her up so she sat on my lap, kissed her face, and told her what a good girl she was. Her tears were drying, and her arms went around my neck. She buried her face into me as I held her. 

"Now my pretty one, let's take you upstairs." 

She didn't move and just kept holding me, so I stood up with her in my arms and carried her up and into the bedroom. When we got inside, I dropped her unceremoniously onto the king-size bed, and then gripped her legs and pulled her ass to the edge. As I knelt down, she instinctively opened her legs for me, and I gripped her ass to taste that sweet cunt again. 

I lapped at her, tasting her sweet girlcum, and then hardening my tongue, fucking her with it as I reached up and played with her clit using two fingers. She gripped my hair and pulled me hard against her. I allowed it because I could feel her need as she ground her cunt against my mouth. She whimpered like a little animal and then held her breath. I looked up for a moment and saw her biting her bottom lip hard. As I continued to work her pussy, juices flowed out coating my face and beard. Finally she burst out gasping for air as she screamed, 

"Please sir, please! Let your slut cum for you. I...I...can't stop it, PLEASE!" 

I pulled back and said, "Yes slut, cum." 

That was all it took, because even before I got my tongue back into her, she bucked and shook as her cunt once again sprayed her juices all over my face. I drank some of it, but the rest I just let splash around me as I kept up the pressure of working my tongue and finger on and in her. 

Whether they were multiples or just aftershocks, her body quiverd and trembled with every touch of my hand and tongue and I worked her over and over until I finally heard her weakly plead, 

"Please stop sir, please. It's too much, I can't take anymore." 

I pulled back, stood up, and smiled down at her as I began to strip off my shirt and pants. 

"Oh yes you can! You can take much more and you will, slut!" 

Her eyes got large again, and she started to use the bed to try and push away just as I got out of my pants and boxers. 

I gripped her hips, pulled her back, and then slipped a pillow under her ass to raise her up for me. Reaching down, I stroked the head of my cock slowly up and down her dripping little fuckhole. My cock wouldn't be considered for any Guinness awards but it was long enough, and nice and thick. 

Shawna was tender, but she mewled again as she felt my cock rubbing against her, and I decided I wanted even more than just to sink into that delectable little cunt. 

"Beg for it, kitten. Beg for me to fuck you and fill that sweet little cunt with my cock." 

I slapped her clit with the head of it and she whimpered a little, her eyes never leaving mine. 

"Yes sir, please fuck me, fill me, make me yours." 

Her last words had an effect on me. If my cock wasn't hard enough from what I did to her before, it was hard enough now as it jumped in my hand. I pressed just the tip in and then gripped her hips and drove as hard and fast as I could into her. When I bottomed out, I held onto her hips and pushed even deeper, watching her eyes get large. 

Smiling like a Cheshire cat, I pulled slowly back out almost until I was going to pop out of her and then drove back in hard and fast, feeling her little cunt open for me and grip like a sweet tight glove. I kept up this method of introducing her to my cock until even I couldn't take it anymore and began to pound into her in earnest, spurred on by the little whimpers and moans she was making. 

She lay there, gripping the bedspread, using it for leverage to push back up at me with her hips. Her bottom lip once again was being chewed, and her breath was getting ragged now as she struggled towards her wave. I could feel her cunt begin to tighten around me like a vice, and that's when she finally said, 

"Please sir, please let me cum and cum in your slut, give your gift to me." 

Whether it was her words or simply that I was that close, my cock began shooting bullets of cum into her even as I growled and managed to spit out, 

"Yessss...cum for me...NOW!" 

Her legs wrapped around my waist, and she bucked at me like a little wildcat, shrieking and mewling and whimpering as her cunt gripped and released around me. I could feel her juices shooting out of her and covering my balls and thighs with her essence as I poured jet after jet into her. My hands were gripping her by the waist and hips so hard they left bruises, I later found out. 

Fortunately, I was born with a gift that I didn't go soft right after I came, so I was able to keep fucking her until I got all of her orgasm out of her. I finally stopped, reached down, pulled her up to me, and kissed her softly. 

"Oh, you are such a good girl, Shawna chere. Such a very good kitten slut for me." 

"Thank you...Master," she responded softly. 

I decided to correct her later and slipped into bed with her for a little breather, petting her like a little animal until I caught my breath and could get her some water to prepare her for my next plans, but that is for part 4.



Waking Her Submission Pt. 04



Shawna is about to learn about the gentler side of her submission before finding out where her limits are when it comes to pain and other delicious kinky things she might be into.

I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters to get an idea why a pretty blonde nurse has agreed to be my guest for a weekend.

*****

I knew at this point that Shawna was at a vulnerable point in her submission and as I gently stroked her head and face, I watched her half-closed eyes.

"By the way, Shawna chere, you cannot call me Master unless I place a collar around your neck. Until that moment, you may only address me as sir."

Her beautiful blue eyes fully opened and she began to worriedly stutter back,

"But...but it felt so right to say, sir. I thought that you would like it. I was reading about BDSM on my computer just before you texted me."

Now it was my turn to be surprised. I didn't recall even mentioning BDSM to her during my brief stay in hospital and it made me curious.

"Oh really kitten, how long has this curiosity of yours been going on?"

She leaned up on one elbow as I petted her and obviously wanted to talk now.

"It started back when I was in nursing college, sir. One of the girls in our dorm told us all about the things she did with her boyfriend and it sounded exciting and..."

She bit her bottom lip and blushed as she whispered, 

"...a little dirty."

I trailed my fingers down her body and reached the soft, downy blonde hair on her pussy just as she finished that sentence, and her legs parted for me before I could say a word. When my fingers reached her slit, it was still wet with her juices and the remnants of my cum that had escaped from her.

She gasped as I slipped a single finger into her little cunt, and giggled a little as she asked,

"You're not done with me yet, sir?"

Slipping another finger in to join the first, I answered her.

"Oh not by a long shot, kitten. I have your sweet little ass for the whole weekend and I'm not letting you escape until I have all of you."

She blushed deeper as she realized what I meant and just made what sounded a little like a purr as she said,

"I love you calling me kitten, sir."

Moving my thumb against her clit, I decided I would find out a little more information about Shawna.

"Tell me when you lost your virginities, kitten. Mouth, pussy and ass?"

She moved into me a little and pressed her cunt with a little more force against my fingers and thumb as she answered,

"It was in high school. I was sixteen when I gave my virginity to a boy that I had been dating for a few months. It HURT a lot and was really quick and yucky. I didn't let him do it anymore after that and he dropped me pretty quick afterwards. I never err...took it...in my mouth until I met my boyfriend and OH that feels good sir."

Her sheer innocence just made my cock harden and I curled my fingers up and played with her G spot as I worked her little cunt. However, this was the time that I wanted to learn of her sexual history so I growled a little as I said,

"Focus kitten, keep those eyes open! Now tell me about the rest."

Her eyes flashed open and she quickly answered.

"Sorry sir. I was going to say that you were the first man to cum in my mouth...and...well, you know."

Her voice trailed off as she finished that sentence and then quickly added, 

"Oh and I've never had anal sex!"

I increased the pressure on her G spot and clit and she reached down to grip my arm as her hips moved a little trying to get more.

"Oh God, please sir, please, that feels so good, please let me cum for you again!"

I ignored her plea and kept up the pressure, feeling her little cunt getting even wetter as I said, 

"You know that you are going to give me that little ass this weekend, don't you kitten?"

Her eyes got big and she bit her lip as she humped my hand like a little bitch in heat, and answered me.

"Yes...sir...oh PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, let your little kitten cum sir... Please, I don't think I can hold it back!"

I didn't want her failing, and whispered as I watched the hunger in her eyes.

"Yes kitten, cum for me. Give it to me again, all of it."

Her tight little cunt gushed like she was taking a pee and I just kept up the pressure as she rode my fingers and thumb. She stopped for a second and then another stream came out of her and her body shuddered as she tried to push my hand away.

"Don't you DARE move my hand, this little cunt is mine and I'll touch it whenever I want and as long as I want. Understand slut?"

She stopped struggling but her body still jumped anytime I moved a finger or my thumb as if I'd given her an electric shock.

Now although I was pretty sure that I already knew the answer to my next question, I asked it anyway just so I could enjoy making her blush again while she responded.

"So obviously you've never had a cock in that tight little ass...yet, but how many have been in your mouth and in that sweet little cunt that has my fingers in a death-grip right now?"

Just the mere mention of the word 'cunt' and she bit her lip, blushed a little more but her body told me of the effect as I felt her clench on my fingers even harder.

She blinked at me as though I was accusing her of something and then quickly blurted out, 

"Only your cock and my boyfriend's have been in my mouth, and you are the third man I let inside me, sir!"

Her indignant look made me need to suppress a laugh and I quickly added,

"Have you ever been with another girl?"

Her expression and how long she took to answer made me smile again, and as I withdrew my fingers from her body I got up from the bed and looked back down at her letting her know I was waiting for her answer.

"I...experimented a little bit in college."

Her voice trailed off as she rolled over, and looked up at me, unsure of what I was going to do, hovering over top of her again.

"Experimented how, Shawna chere?"

She went to sit up and I gently pressed her back down on the bed and moved her closer to the middle. When I opened a drawer of the night table, and began to bring out some items and place them on the bed was when she began to speak, but there was a quiver in voice, and her eyes never left the array of toys I began to lay on the bed.

"Ah, there was one night in my room when two friends came in to share a bunch of wine coolers they had bought."

Her voice caught in her throat as she finished the sentence and I stopped what I was doing, caught her eye, giving her a look that anyone could read as displeasure.

"Sir," she quickly added, and I continued to prepare things.

I broke open a couple of new vibrators, slipping in some fresh batteries and then I brought out two brand new crops, one that had a one-inch wide leather tongue, and another with a wide leather tongue that was close to three inches. Her eyes got really wide when she saw that one and I just smiled and said,

"Go on kitten, tell me everything."

She swallowed loudly and I could see that her breathing had quickened as she said,

"Please sir may I get a drink of water? I'm really very thirsty."

I smiled, pulled out the bottom drawer of the nightstand and plucked a bottle of water from a cooler I had installed in there. I also pulled out some ice and placed it on a saucer. When she reached expectantly for the bottle, I held onto it and whispered in a voice as soft and low as a purr.

"No kitten, get on all fours facing me, and I shall let you drink."

She hesitated as she tried to process my request and I picked up the wide crop and slammed it down on the comforter which didn't make much noise but it was enough for to spring into action and assume the position I wanted. I opened the bottle and carefully poured a little of the cold liquid into my cupped palm being sure not to overflow it, and presented it to her.

"Drink kitten, take it from my hand."

She tried to lap it up but then pursed her lips and sucked it up as best she could. I repeated the action twice more, and then had her lay back down in the middle of the bed. When I had taken her first wrist and tied one end of a long silk scarf around it, she quickly asked,

"Are you going to tie me up, sir?"

I smiled, fastening the other end of the scarf to the closest post on the bed and replied.

"That will all be dependent on you, kitten. I shall not make you helpless until you beg me for the privilege."

Working quickly, I took two more scarves and tied her ankles, and then tied each of them to a post. She was almost spread-eagled on the bed as I tied the fourth scarf to her other wrist and let it go.

"As you can see, I've not tied that scarf to the other post and I won't do it until you beg for me to make you helpless so I can do whatever I want to you. Right now, if you wanted, you could easily reach over and untie yourself and even leave. The choice is easy here Shawna chere, would you like me to try and convince you to tie you up or would you prefer to leave now."

Her mouth parted and her eyes moved back and forth as she fought with herself and finally, she blurted out,

"Yes, please sir, convince me to be helpless for you."

I went back to the side of the bed and chose a tiny little variable vibe that I knew would be enjoyable for her. Turning it on, I teased it against her nipples which were already semi-hard but with a little inspiration from the toy and my manipulation they quickly got to the point where they probably would be able to cut glass. As I began to trail the toy down over her body avoiding any place that could be ticklish, I reached over, picked up an ice cube and worked it against one of her nipples. She jumped a little and her free hand initially went to push it away but she stopped herself and looked up at me with big blue eyes.

"Sir, I think I'm ready for you to tie me...UP NOW!"

Finishing her sentence just as the toy touched her clit. I pushed it lower and into her a little to gather her juices, and moved it back up to work her little button. As I moved the little bullet around in a circle on her, I answered.

"No kitten, that is not begging, and it is not even asking, you merely think you're ready."

Moving the ice from nipple to nipple and working her clit made her grip the comforter with one hand so hard I could see her knuckles whitening as she struggled not to try and move for me. Although her legs were spread wide apart she still moved her hips as I played with her clit and her breathing became a little ragged. She whimpered and moaned a little, and then I saw the little physical sign that she was close even as she whimpered and moaned. Finally she cried out,

"Please sir, please let me cum. I'm close, so very close, please sir."

I sighed and pulled the toy away from her, and even the ice that I was holding against one nipple. Stepping back, I looked down at her even as her hips were still moving, seeking the toy that I had taken away.

"No. Denied kitten. Not yet. I will decide when it is time for you to cum for me."

She was still breathing hard as she stared up at me and when I picked up a rabbit type of vibe, she squirmed on the bed, her ass grinding into it as though she wanted to get away from what she knew was going to happen next.

I walked around to the other side of the bed with only the rabbit in my hands. I slipped a couple of pillows under her head and upper back so she had a better view down her body, and then teased the head of the rabbit against her slit. Turning the main part of the toy on, I stroked her gently and even played against her clit again. Once again, she whimpered like a little animal and held onto the comforter for dear life. I teased just the head of the toy into her and then worked it back and forth just a little. Her hips moved as if trying to get more and that is when I rammed it in, hard, fast, and deep. She shrieked a little but then moaned as I pushed it in just a little more. I slowly began to bring it out, and just as I got to the point where it would have popped out of her, I rammed it back in hard and deep again. She was trying to pace her breathing as I repeated the actions over and over and as her eyes closed, I said.

"OPEN THOSE EYES, SLUT!"

They snapped open so fast I swear I heard them and she begged again,

"Please sir, go faster, it feels so good now. FUCK ME SIR, fuck your little kitten, PLEASE."

I smiled and gave her what she asked for. The toy was making delicious sounds as I took long strokes with it and the soft silicone glistened with her juices.

"Look down, see how I'm fucking you Shawna, see the toy and how it's going in and out of this delicious little cunt."

She looked down and I swear she grabbed the comforter even harder, I suspected her nails might even tear the fabric as she bucked against the motion and tried to fuck back at the toy for all she was worth. Her other wrist was straining against the silk scarf, gripping onto it, and it wasn't long before she just looked at me and begged again,

"Oh God, I'm...I need it...please sir, PLEASE, let me cum."

I saw how close she was and on the out stroke I pulled the toy completely out and away from her. Her hips were still trying to fuck the toy now but there was nothing there and she exhaled loudly and the look on her face was of such hunger that I almost laughed but I could read she was ready to curse me for stopping. As she reached down to touch herself and get release that way, I slapped her hand away.

"Don't even think about it, slut."

She actually cried as I smacked away her hand and she looked up with tear-filled eyes asking,

"If you tie off my wrist, will you let me cum, sir?"

"I don't bargain with my submissives, Shawna chere. When, and if, I let you cum tonight will be completely up to me, and only me."

When she heard me refer to her as 'my submissive' her eyes flashed a little at the realization and she let out a long sigh."

"Yes sir. Then please tie me up more, make me helpless because I'm not sure I can take much more of this. Please sir; I'm begging you to tie me up completely!"

I gripped the scarf, yanked it toward the post and looked deep into her eyes. Whispering now in a voice once again as low and soft as a purr, I asked,

"Are you sure, kitten. Do you truly want this? Do you truly NEED this?"

Her voice was meek although she still breathed heavily now.

"Yes sir, please sir, I really need it."

As I quickly tied off her wrist, she sighed contentedly and I rounded the bed back to where the array of toys had been set out. The one toy I just used was still coated with remnants of her pussy and I moved it up to her face.

"Good kittens clean their toys, Shawna chere. Are you a good kitten?"

It took her a moment to realize what I wanted and she just nodded and opened her mouth as I slipped the rabbit into it, watching her suck it as though it were a cock. Then I pulled it out so she could snake her tongue around it and clean both sides. When she was done cleaning it, I slipped it back into her and activated both the vibrators so inside her there would a pulsing against her G spot while the tiny little appendage outside would work against her clit. I set it to what I believed was the lowest setting so not to get her too close, too fast.

She bit her bottom lip and if her legs had not been tied off and so wide apart I'm sure she would have clamped them shut on the toy inside her tight little cunt. As the toy started to slip out I pushed it back inside, and placed a book that I happened to have on the nightstand down between her legs to hold it in place. Then I picked up a very sharp and menacing looking blade.

Shawna's eyes focused on the blade and she panicked,

"WHAT are you going to do with THAT?"

I laughed and replied, "Don't worry kitten, I promise you that I will not harm you or injure you in any way. This little toy is not to cut you, although it could easily accomplish such a thing."

To illustrate, I held up a single sheet of paper and sliced through it as easily as a hot knife through butter.

Shawna visibly relaxed when I told her I wasn't going to hurt her and her breath came out in a large sigh as she once again focused on what her body was undergoing.

I pressed the tip of the blade against one of her breasts and watched her eyes.

"Fear is a very strong emotion kitten, and now that you've experienced it, your body is already undergoing some changes. You just had a major shot of adrenalin move through you because you thought that I was going to hurt you with this. But, all I did was activate things inside you and now as I trail this cold blade along your skin, you can feel it even more."

I turned the blade sideways and gently stroked it up and down her tummy almost reaching the soft downy hair of her pussy and her breathing got even more rapid as the blade working in conjunction with the toy made her wriggle even more.

"Hold perfectly still, kitten. If you move the wrong way this blade could cut you and neither one of us wants that."

She instantly obeyed my command, going as still as a statue but I could see the strain on her face as the toy continued its assault on her cunt. Even before she was ready to ask, I saw that little physical signal again and knew that I had to act fast.

Just as she said, "Please sir, please please please, I can't..."

I pulled the toy out of her and she screamed.

"NOOOOOO! Oh put it back, please sir, I was so close, I REALLY NEED it! GOD DAMN YOU! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!"

I couldn't help it, I had to laugh. Shawna looked so very innocent normally, and reserved that nobody would ever think she would say anything like that.

As I dropped the toy down beside her, I switched it off and replied,

"Oh no little girl, I'm not a fucking bastard, I'm a sadistic bastard! Now you have a choice. You can apologize and beg my forgiveness so I continue doing what I want to you or I will simply leave you tied up like this all night and go sleep in one of my guestrooms."

Her eyes still flashed with anger and frustration and she stared at me not sure what to do. Unfortunately for her, that hesitation was all I needed to know I had to teach her a lesson. I leaned down over her, gave her a soft kiss and whispered,

"I see you've made your decision. Sweet dreams, kitten. I shall see you in the morning."

I gathered up all the toys, put them back into the nightstand while she watched me disbelievingly and then as I opened the door she yelled out,

"Sir, I'm sorry! Please come back. Please don't leave me here like this all night. I really need you; you can do whatever you want with me. PLEASE sir!"

I turned and looked at her.

"No, I'm afraid you're too late, kitten. You need to learn the cost of hesitation when I offer you a choice or to do a task. I shall see you in the morning. Good night and ...sweet dreams."

As I switched off the light and closed the door I could hear her crying in the dark.



Waking Her Submission Pt. 05



Shawna is about to learn more about what her submission means and where some of her limits are.

*****

As I walked down the hall I was torn about leaving her like that overnight but I also knew she needed this time to reflect a little on how serious I was about her.

Entering one of the guest bedrooms, I set an alarm to wake me in only two hours and settled down to a restless sleep myself. If I had anything important to do, I always woke up five minutes before any alarm went off and this night proved no different. It was an ability that somehow got ingrained in me over the years of having to be on time for important business meetings.

Getting out of the warm bed, I moved silently down the hall and opened the door to my bedroom without making a sound to check on Shawna and see how she was. Sure enough, she had fallen asleep and looked to be very peaceful. Satisfied that she was safe, I went back to my room and went back to sleep for the rest of the night.

Just before dawn, I woke up, went to my home gym for a quick work-out, then showered and dressed in the clothes I wore the night before, cursing myself for not bringing some clothes with me from my bedroom. When I had finished, I went upstairs to the kitchen, and prepared a nice breakfast tray for Shawna and myself consisting of orange juice, some fresh croissants, various little jams and some chocolate dipping sauce. I made a small pot of coffee, adding some sugar and cream to the tray and brought the whole thing upstairs.

I placed the tray down, opened the doors and walked into the room.

"Good morning kitten, I trust you slept well in my bed. I know that it is extremely comfortable and I hope those scarves didn't chafe your wrists or ankles."

Shawna opened her eyes the moment I opened the door and answered my question just how I had hoped she would, in a soft tiny voice.

"Good morning sir and I am truly sorry for what I said last night, please untie me. I...I really need to pee."

I placed the tray down, and quickly untied her wrists and helped her untie her ankles. Before she ran to the bathroom she hugged me tight and whispered again,

"I'm sorry sir, I really will try harder, I promise."

"I know you will kitten, now go to the bathroom and you can have a shower and get cleaned up after we have breakfast."

I gently swatted her ass as she got off the bed and she giggled as she trotted across to the ensuite bathroom. While I waited for her, I opened the blinds to let in the glorious day and poured myself a coffee.

I had a small round table over near the walkout to the balcony and I had just finished moving everything onto it, when Shawna came back. The bright light streaming through the glass made her blink a little and she held her hand up to shade her eyes as she asked,

"Should I get dressed first, sir?"

I admired her for a moment, standing there with the sunlight illuminating every detail of her body, marveling that such a beauty would be here at this moment. 5'6" tall, long blonde hair flowing down past her shoulders, nice little 34B tits that needed nothing to hold them up, and skin so soft and perfect looking she could easily have modeled for any manufacturer of skin lotion in the world. I smiled even larger as I saw that sweet, finely trimmed blonde pussy and said,

"No Shawna chere, you're perfect just the way you are, come here."

I took a small sip of orange juice, took her in my arms again and kissed her, sharing the juice with her but not needing to worry about her morning breath because it was as sweet as she was. Then I pulled a chair out and sat her down at the table.

"This looks great sir, may I start? I'm famished and I don't know why, I normally don't eat much for breakfast."

I laughed as I sat down and said, "Yes kitten, dig in and enjoy."

She picked up a croissant and then looked all over the table and then at the tray.

"Should I go and get a knife from your kitchen, sir?"

I smiled and took the croissant from her hand as I replied,

"Oh no little girl, I see I have to teach you many things. You never, ever use a knife on a good croissant and the best way to enjoy it is to share it with someone."

I tore a small corner off of the pastry and then dipped it into the chocolate.

"You always tear off small pieces with your hands and dip the piece into whatever you want on it."

I teased the morsel against her lips and she opened for me almost as soon as I touched them, leaning forward to take the treat from my fingers. Chocolate was on her lips and she quickly licked them clean, chewed and swallowed.

"Oh no, don't do that again, kitten. You took away my job. I have to clean off what you leave behind. Let me show you."

I tore off another piece of the croissant, dipped it into chocolate and then brushed it against one of her nipples, trailing the sauce as I teased the confection slowly up to her mouth and again she plucked it from my fingers with a playful snap of her teeth.

"Careful, bite me and it will be your bottom that will pay the price, kitten."

Her sweet blue eyes flashed mischievously and she answered, "I do hope so, sir," with a soft little giggle.

I launched from my chair and gripped her hair hard then kissed the chocolate from her lips and followed the trail all the way down to her breast and sucked her nipple to full hardness, biting it and rolling it through my teeth as she let out a small whimper.

"I'm the one who bites," I said as I sat back down and she gasped and said,

"Yes sir."

Between the two of us we made quick work of the rest of breakfast and then I slapped her on the ass again as I sent her to shower and prepare for some play time. While I waited I retrieved the selection of toys from the night table and set them out on the bed again deciding what to let her experience next. I knew that I would be tying her to the bed again but I determined that I would save that for much later in the day.

When she emerged from the shower, I met her partway and gripped her long blonde hair in one hand, and pushed her back against the wall. Staring down into her eyes, I pushed my hand down between her legs. I hardened my voice a little and growled softly as I said,

"You are going to be my little slut, kitten. My little fucktoy and now I am going to use you for my pleasure, do you understand me?"

Her eyes went big as she gasped out,

"Yes sir."

I curled two fingers into her and smiled at how fast she had dampened for me, wondering whether it was the shower or her excitement as I slowly fingered her. I said,

"Tell me. Tell me what you are now. Say it all, kitten!"

Her hips began to grind against my hand, and she breathed hard as she replied.

"I'm your slut, sir. Your fucktoy. Your little pleasure and I will be anything you want me to be, sir."

I growled again at her response and then lowered, kissed her and moved to her neck, biting as I worked her little cunt with my fingers, feeling her bucking against the intensity of what I was doing. Her hand reached and gripped my hardening cock through my pants and I released my grip on her neck.

"No, kitten, you don't get to touch me yet. I will tell you when you may do that."

She whimpered a little but withdrew her hand, and I concentrated on working her G spot and clit with my fingers, enjoying how she writhed in my grip. Lowering down again, I suckled on one of her tits and bit and released over and over on her nipple. Each time I did that her little body bucked and I could feel her juices dripping out and staining her thighs as she struggled with her rising need. In a very quick time she gasped out her request.

"Please sir, please let me cum, I need it, please!"

I could feel her entire body shuddering with need and I knew combined with her frustration from last night she wouldn't be truly able to hold back if I continued my ministrations.

"Yes, slut, cum for me, NOW! Give it all to me, don't you dare keep any of that glorious girlcum back from me, Shawna!"

As I finished her name she began cumming on my fingers and hand. I covered her sounds with my mouth as I kissed her and increased the pressures on her clit and G spot with my fingers as she gave to me. I could feel her finish and then the beginning of the next wave coming on quickly as she whimpered and moaned while I kissed her. One of her hands gripped at my wrist but she knew better than to try and push me away. Instead her fingers gripped my wrist so hard that I could feel her nails biting into my skin as she broke our kiss and breathlessly begged,

"Please stop sir...please let me stop. You have it all, I can't give any more."

I looked deep into her eyes and switched gears, moving my thumb off her clit and then adding a third finger inside her as I began to fuck her little pussy with my fingers, hard and deep. Her eyes got big and she almost looked panicked as I said,

"No Shawna, you're not done yet, I want more. I want another from you before I let you stop. Now GIVE! Cum NOW, slut!"

Either from my command or because her body instinctively reacted to my fingers she began gushing over my hand and a stream of girlcum came out of her, splashing on my floor as her cunt clenched my fingers like a steel vise. When she finished, I withdrew my fingers, licking them as I smiled and said,

"That's a good girl, that's my pretty, good girl. Now it seems you have made a little mess all over my floor kitten, and good little kittens clean up their messes."

She blushed and asked, "Where can I get a mop and bucket, sir?"

"Oh no, Shawna. You won't be using a mop and bucket; that would be a waste of sweet, delicious girlcum. Get down on all fours and lick it all up for me."

Her blush deepened and she slowly lowered down to the floor. She whimpered a little as she got down lower by placing her arms either side of the puddle she made and then lowered her head, licking at the tiny lake of girlcum. The sight of her doing this was a little much and my cock got hard as a piece of steel. Reaching down, I adjusted myself before walking over to the bed and picking up a wide-tongued riding crop.

Shawna had watched me as she licked and slurped up her juices and when she saw what I had in my hand her eyes got large, but I have to give her credit, she never paused in what she was doing. I also picked up a pillow from the bed and walked quickly back to stand behind her, dropping the pillow on the floor, and then stroked the leather tongue against her ass. She squirmed and whimpered a little but kept licking at her little mess.

"Pretty little kittens clean up their messes, Shawna. They also clean up their messes without the need of being told. Hopefully with the use of this tool, I will reinforce that you never wait again when the opportunity arises for you to do the right thing without asking."

Because she was so new to all this, I used as little force as possible as I struck her ass cheek with the crop.

THWACK!

"One, thank you sir."

I smiled as I heard her automatic response, and I hit the other cheek of her ass with the same force.

THWACK!

"Two, thank you sir."

I began a rhythm as continued with the crop and gauged the strength I used by the whimpers and sounds she made with each stroke of the crop.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

She counted out each of them and thanked me but her ass got pinker with every stroke. I continued using the crop delicately against her until she began to wriggle her ass a little in an effort to avoid the crop and that was when I knelt down behind her on the pillow.

I laid the crop on the floor beside me, undid my pants, pulled them down, and sunk balls deep into her wet little cunt. She gasped but continued to lave my floor with her tongue to get every drop while I began to fuck into her. Every time my hips smacked her tender ass she let out a tiny whimper which just encouraged me to go harder and even deeper. I even slapped her ass while I fucked her and that elicited even more of a pained response but also something that sounded like a little growl from deep within her. Finally, I felt the pressure building in my balls just as she yelled out,

"PLEASE SIR, I need to cum, OH GOD, please let me cum for you!"

Ramming in hard as I could then I answered her.

"Yes, cum for me kitten! Cum NOW! Give!"

Even as I gave her permission, I felt her pussy contract on my cock and my balls began emptying their seed into her. Her cunt worked on my cock as though it were milking me and I shot jet after jet into her sweet little cunt. She was bucking and thrashing as her own wave washed over her and as the last of my cum left my body I reached down and jammed two fingers deep into her ass which resulted in her giving me everything as she squirted once again and I felt the stream splashing around me.

I stood up and reached for her hand. Pulling her up to me, I petted her and whispered softly against her lips.

"You're a good girl, Shawna chere, a very good girl."

She smiled up at me and then began to lower down to the floor but I stopped her and said,

"No, kitten, if I let you do that, things would happen again and we would find ourselves in an endless cycle of you cumming and having to clean it up, and me having to play with you as you did it. Just get some towels from the bathroom and clean it that way."

She obeyed and cleaned up my floor to my satisfaction and then came over to where I was standing beside the bed.

"We are going to pick-up from last night, kitten, but this time with a slight difference. You can choose to be tied to the bed or you can attempt to simply grip the scarves at the corners and promise me that you will not release them no matter what. Choose Shawna chere."

I watched her processing the information and she actually swallowed some imaginary lump in her throat before she answered.

"I would like to try with just wrapping the scarves around my hands, sir."

As she lay down on the bed, I went into the hallway and got two very large, fresh bath towels from the linen closet. When I returned, I noticed that she had tied the two scarves from the bottom corners to her ankles and had already wrapped the ones from the head of the bed around her wrists and was holding onto the length of silk coming from the corners. It was almost as if she was presenting herself to me and I could not resist smiling at her enthusiasm. I quickly opened the towels and slipped them under her ass to hopefully keep the bedding dry from what I was sure would be a large flood from her little cunt.

"Well done, kitten. Now to enhance what I'm going to do with you, you will need to be blindfolded."

Reaching down, I picked up a black silk scarf and wrapped it around her head, tying it tightly in place so it covered her eyes and allowed her to see nothing. Once I was certain all was as it should be, I began.

I had ice, water, a vampire glove, a soft fur mitt, an ostrich feather, a silk scarf, my crops, a sharp blade with a wide dull side opposite, and oil that would heat up on contact with skin.

For the balance of the morning and well into the late afternoon, I used all the tools to introduce her to sensation play. In between, I used fingers, tongue, and toys between all of them to get more and more from her body. The lips of her pussy and her clit got quite puffy and tender toward the end but I did not relent in my quest to discover what she could give until she had no more.

At one point she seemed to have lost the ability to speak because she did not beg to cum for me with words and all she could do was make sounds that were similar to what she needed to ask. Finally, she bit her lip so hard that she actually broke the skin and that was when she finally found her voice and breathlessly said,

"Please sir, no more. Please stop, please let me rest."

I sat back on my legs as I knelt beside her body and smiled. I pulled the toy out of her pussy and turned it off. Her entire body was still shivering as I reached up and removed the blindfold. Reaching up, I gently removed the scarves from around her wrists and she opened her hands to let them go. I brought her up to me and held her close as I stroked her head and hair. I held her like that for a long time just petting and soothing her and let her catch her breath and her strength. When I knew she had recovered, I said,

"You have pleased me very much, kitten. Now tell me, how many times you have cum for me today...so far?"

She pulled back from me a little and looked into my eyes as a little fear crept into hers.

"I have no idea sir. I lost count somewhere around thirty. I would even say thirty one simply because I no longer could tell where one began and one ended. Oh, and they were all well beyond what I thought were tens."

I laughed and pulled her close again and said,

"You do realize that it is your responsibility to keep count for me, don't you? I may have to punish you by repeating this whole ordeal with you again sometime."

She giggled as she replied, "Promise?"

We both got off the bed and I swatted her ass, 

"Go get cleaned up and you can help me prepare dinner for both of us, kitten. I suspect you've worked up an appetite, I know I have."

Once again she giggled and dashed into the bathroom but quickly came back.

"Sir, I used the towels on the floor, do you have any more?"

A sadistic little thought came to me and I picked up the two that were on the bed that she had soaked with her girlcum so thoroughly they had changed colour and said,

"Well, I have these two."

Her eyes got really large and she obviously was at a loss for words.

"It is fine. Okay kitten, go ahead and start your shower, I'll bring in some fresh towels while you're in there. As she ran back into the bathroom, I went to get more fresh towels from the linen closet and began planning what to do with her for the balance of the day and evening.



Waking Her Up



He moved softly next to her, listening to the sound of her gentle breathing. He had to be oh so careful for his plan to work. He kissed her softly on her neck, feeling her pulses. Slowly, his tongue moved down, tasting her warm skin. He stopped in the valley of her breasts, waiting……………….yes…..She was still sleeping. 

His mouth moved to her nippy. Yes, right there, he kissed her, and sucked her feeling her grow. Mmmmmmmm he wanted her diamond hard. She stirred some; he paused, and wondered if she was still asleep. He continued, pulling on her, kissing, sucking, letting her nippy pop out of his mouth. He took it back in, gently biting the way she loved. He moved to her other breast, loving it, tasting her, making two diamonds. She moved some more; he did not care anymore if she was awake, he simply wanted to pleasure her. 

Trailing his tongue down her he stopped and teased her bellybutton. Then, he stopped, for her scent wafted up and transfixed him. Yes, the smell of her almost made him giddy, for he knew now she wanted him, wanted him to love her, to please her. He moved slowly down to her thigh, so soft, so warm. He kissed her there, over and over, still inhaling her. He moved up, and over, to her other thigh, just loving her creamy skin, delicately running his tongue on her…..Again and again. He was so close to her. She moved, a bit, pushing herself toward him, wanting him. He stopped, and looked. A drop of her juice ran out, he licked it up. God she tasted so good. He had to have more. He moved in, spreading her outer lips so he could get closer. His tongue darted into her, loving her softness, her warmth, her desire. He drank more of her, kissing her lips, sucking on them gently, rolling them within his mouth. Ah, he was so close to her, so into her. Soon, he was covered in her wonderful juices, and she moved against him. He knew what she wanted, and he moved upward, slowly kissing, touching her. Her hands reached down and spread herself for him. He moved, his tongue touched her there. “Yes,” she gasped..And then took her into his mouth, kissing, licking, tasting her, rolling her upon his tongue, over and over, as she trembled. He heard her gasping, her body moving, her hands upon his shoulders, urging him on. He knew she was close, and he just loved her more and more until she shivered and moaned.

He stopped for a moment, not wanting to make her sore. He licked all around her, tasting her some more. He moved upward, stopping to kiss her, here, there, tasting her hard nippys……mmmmmmm how he loved to feel them hard against his chest. He kissed her neck, and she pulled him up and kissed his mouth, their tongues playing. She held him closely, loving his touch and warmth. She kissed him again, tasting those lips that had given her so much pleasure. She kissed his face and neck, tasting herself, almost loosing herself in her own scent. Her hand played with his chest, drawing letters of the alphabet. 

She smiled, knowing what he wanted, but she wanted to tease him just a bit. She reached down, took some of her juice, and rubbed it on his chest. She kissed him more, then licked his chest so softly, drinking her own juice. Her hand moved down, and played with his thighs, until she finally touched him. Softly she played with him, as she kissed her way down him. 

For a moment she stared at him, still softly stroking him. Then she took him into her mouth, first one, then the other, sucking, kissing, loving them until he gasped. She stopped, and ran her tongue around him, slowly, tasting him, still stroking. Ah, some juice…..she quickly licked it up, tasting him. All around and up and down him she kissed and licked, taking him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around him, tasting his juice over and over. He stirred under her and she paused, not wanting to bring him so soon, because she wanted him so much. 

She lifted herself over him, and spread her lips, holding him in her other hand. Slowly she lowered herself onto him, feeling him glide into her until she was full of him. She began to move on him sliding him in and out of her. Ah, he felt so good. This was the place he should always be, her, inside her. He began to gasp and tremble, and she stopped, moving off of him. This time she wanted to drink him.

She stopped for a moment to let him calm down, then took him into her mouth again. He was hot and wet from her, and she moved her tongue around him. She knew he was close and decided to bring him She put both hands upon him, moving, stroking, and she took him deep into her mouth, loving him, sucking him, tasting the beginning of his cum. Over and over she took him. She felt him stiffen even more, and almost felt his cum move through him. She moved him deeper into her mouth, and felt him cum, over and over as she took him. Finally, she released him gently, and and held him in place with her hand. As he calmed down, she kissed her way up him, nuzzling in his chest hair. He drew her up to him and kissed her softly, tasting in her mouth his remnants. 

They lay there…..together for a while, each with some of the other inside them. She stroked him softly, remembering the feel of him inside her. “Next time lover,” she whispered, “I want you in me, all of you, just you in me, filling me.” He smiled and pulled her closer, remembering her warmth and wetness that was so good. He looked at the clock. It was still early in the morning……



Waking Him Up



My eyes close while I still hear the rhythm of whispered words in my head, combined longings of B/both, almost like the rhythm that train wheels make on the track. It leaves me once again speechless behind a pc, leaning back and reclining my chair while I hoist up my knees and curl up. Silently simply enjoying my feelings those moments after You left.

So intensely content it almost feels like a shame to break that moment I get up slowly and walk to the bathroom, slowly turning on the faucet of the shower. I lean against the wall, the cool tiles against my forehead and listen to the clattering water for a while, before I slowly strip myself from my clothing. 

I crawl under the hot stream of water and with a lazy smile on my face rest my back against the cold tiles, I shiver and close my eyes while I let the rhythm of the train go on and on in my head. Memories of sounds ring in my ears while I reach out for the shower lotion and let it slide trough my fingers, slowly letting the scent of almonds penetrate my consciousness. I moan softly and then inhale before softly letting my hands slide over my body. Hands that slowly and enjoying stroke every inch of skin...knead my breasts, firmer....slick skin and slick fingers teasing it....stroking it....softly pinching rock hard nipples...harder....rolling them between them....pulling...pushing.

I toss my head back and the contrast of the cold wall makes goose bumps arise all over my skin, I relish that feeling.....my left sole of my foot resting against the tiles, my knees lightly spreading while one hand slowly wanders down over my belly...towards my cunt. My hips are twisting gently, making the slick skin of my asscheeks rub against the tiles. Fingers softly sliding over my lips....my breath catches when I slide deeper without any restraint and a swift brush against my clit makes my whole body tense up. Heat surging through me fully, suddenly. I am so wet, no need for lotion here, as my juices mix with the droplets of water on my skin. 

I take a few deep breaths and lean backwards, let myself calm down for a moment, feel me breathing getting easier, but all to soon my fingers are finding engorged and swollen lips again...stroking, softly squeezing...ohhhh...harder. Are they mine....or Yours?

Could I do it....You....watching.....let myself go like that. Writing or saying it is one thing. But do it.....

A deep moan escapes my lips as I close my eyes, my mind projects a shade on my retina, a shade that loosely leans against the doorpost of the bathroom. I think I blushed then and there.

Barely aware of the water cascading down the skin of my breasts I pinch my ass cheeks together and a soft quivering sigh escapes my lips while I slowly start stroking my clit. Waves of pleasure washing through me, trembling on my feet. Fingers the softly roll tight little buds between them. My stomach cramps like a tight knot and finally I simply and roughly shove one finger inside my cunt, pushing my hips forward shamelessly....two fingers. I gasp for air...oh my God. 

While my eyes fly open for a moment I am overwhelmed, by myself, my feelings and I know. I want to be able to do that to. Knowing that maybe soon, You *will* be watching with an undeniable grin on Your lips....while You watch me giving this too. 

I slowly sink down on my knees, my back resting against the wall, fully arched, my breasts pushed out far while my fingers pinch down hard on aching flesh, pinch and squeeze while my fingers pump in and out of my cunt deeper, harder....faster and faster, thumb sliding over that slick proudly sticking out clit, rubbing, pushing, pressing it against my pubic bone. My knees spread wide almost obscenely, my hips rising high with each thrust, all my muscles shaking, gasping breaths all around. 

Lost.....or found?

How long was I there?

I do not know.

I know I came, hard.

And then slowly returned back on earth, panting, quivering breaths, my whole body tingling while I sink from my knees on my ass and curl up in the corner of the shower and just let the water fall down on me as I wrap my arms around my knees and rest my head on them.

And the train slows down.....gently.......

Your slut wishes You a very good morning Sir.



Waking Him Up



When I wake, he's still asleep. "Perfect," I thought. I'd been dreaming of us fucking all night, and I wake up wet and ready for more. When I reach down to find his cock, I find it slightly sticky from our adventures the night before. I cuddle closer to him, and he moves closer and smiles in his sleep. I kiss his neck, and move my way down to his lower stomach, where I kiss him some more. Still sleeping. Good. 

I take his soft cock into my mouth, tasting and smelling our mingled sex-smells from the night before, an absolutely erotic smell. I gently use my mouth, tongue and hands until his cock is hard as a rock, but although he still doesn't wake, he moans a little in his sleep and his hips unconsciously turn toward me just a little. I keep on what I'm doing, my new piercing gentle on his soft, delicate head making him moan in his sleep. I know the minute he wakes; his breathing changes and he says, "Jesus."

This morning, I want to just give him pleasure. I don't want reciprocation. I just want to make him feel good. So I lick, love, suck, and swirl my mouth around his cock and balls until I can feel it twitching with anticipation. And then I stop everything but an irregular licking, nothing that can make him cum but definitely something that will keep him feeling good. He grabs my head and moans, "please" but I'm not ready to let him finish. I lick him from top to bottom over and over, and every now and then take his head in my mouth and swirl my tongue oh-so-gently around the tip. 

I leave his cock, and slide up his body, making sure that the tips of my breasts brush the entire length of him, and kiss him good morning. I arrange myself and slide him slowly, so slowly, so very slowly, inside of me. He moans and tries to lift his hips to enter me completely but I won't let him. I move up and down, each time allowing a little more of him inside me, and in a surprise move designed to make him insane I bring him entirely inside me. "Oh, my god," he moans. I move side-to --side, and try not to make him so crazy he cums before I'm ready. It's not easy, because I am so hot and wet I want nothing more than to orgasm right along with him.

I move us so we're facing each other on our sides, a rather difficult but deliciously feeling position. We move together slowly; he's still half-asleep but I can tell by his eyes that he's enjoying every second of it. I put my hands on his shoulders and put him on his back again, then lay gently down so every inch of me is touching every inch of him. As I kiss him deeply, I slide my entire body up and down his, giving my clit access to his skin and getting closer to cumming. 

We moan together, and I start to move up and down more quickly. It doesn't take long for us to both to orgasm, but I don't stop moving until his eyes open and he grins down at me and says, "that's the best wake-up I've ever had."

"I know," I say, a bit smugly I admit.

"I'd like to be awake next time, though," he says.

He rolls us over and, still inside me, starts to kiss my face, my neck, and my breasts. I'm slick with sweat and I writhe a little underneath him. I stroke his shoulders, head and back, kissing whatever I can reach. Inside me, I feel him twitch and start to swell again. Words can't describe how much I love this feeling. He starts to slowly move inside and out, teasing me with the tip of his cock while he kisses and nibbles on my breasts. 

This is different than our usual passion-filled fucking; this is slow, gentle, and sweet. I am loving every minute of it. He smiles down at me and changes his rhythm- not faster, just....different. The tip of his cock reaches my g-spot and his fingers reach for my clit. He continues the slow in-and-out, and I explode all over him, bucking and squirming. The feel of my orgasm inside, my moans, and my movements set him off again, and he starts fucking me harder and harder until I'm holding my hands above my head against the headboard so he can get maximum impact. His head rears back and he yells as he cums, then throws himself off me and we both lie there in a morning daze of post-orgasmic pleasure.