2 comments/ 50524 views/ 9 favorites The Ultimate Gift By: mooneatertales The photos -- four of them, 8-1/2 by 11-inch prints on thick, high-quality stock -- hit me like a bolt of current, making my heart race with arousal. They were gorgeous, incredibly sexy and beautifully shot with the kind of glow and mood you find in classic erotic photography. Best of all, they were of my 48-year old wife. "They're for you, for Valentine's Day," she said, a little sheepishly but obviously hopeful. "They're absolutely....stunning," I said, never dreaming that she had it in her to do something like this. Maggie wasn't a prude, but our sex life had been pretty straight-forward. We'd taken a few playful Polaroids early in our relationship, but nothing after. Life and kids quickly overran our time and ability to do more than make quick, furtive love when we got the chance and had the energy -- which was now maybe once a month -- and while it was always comfortable, we never pushed the envelope beyond routine -- peeling off parts of each other's night clothes, some quick feels, maybe some brief oral sex and then the main course. Now, here she was --- nude, except for black nylons, sitting on a furry white seat in a richly-appointed room, her back to the camera but turned so her right breast, its nipple fully erect, was in profile. The look in her eyes was dreamy and her long chestnut hair hung down her back. Her ass looked creamy and voluptuous. In the second photo, she was naked except for a sheer, almost diaphanous gown, peeling it off to reveal herself as she stood by the same bed, as if about to enter for a night of passionate lovemaking. In the third shot, she was lying on her stomach on a bed with a black velvet spread, wearing only a black bustier. garter belt, and nylons, reading an erotic novel with red rose petals sprinkled around her. The photo was black and white, but the petals were vivid red. Again, her bare ass looked luscious. In the fourth shot, she was nude, lying on her back, her hair splayed across a huge white pillow, lust in her eyes and her legs spread wide as if inviting her lover to come taste the open rosebud lips of her neatly trimmed pussy. "These are amazing...." "You really like them?" she said. "Are you kidding? I never dreamed...but, I mean, I always knew you looked great, but..." With the demands of mid-life, she began to feel unsexy. She explained how one morning while the kids were in school and I was at work, she had stood in front of the full-length mirror in our bedroom.... Maggie was still wearing the t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms she had slept in, and her hair was tousled. The image in the mirror vaguely depressed her. She looked and felt tired and overweight, wondering how she could have allowed herself to put on extra 10 pounds. On the bed was the newspaper she'd been reading at breakfast, open to a story about a local photographer who specialized in "boudoir" – sensual and even highly erotic portraits of women that were intended to help them reaffirm their beauty and sexuality while captivating and stimulating the viewer. "I got started by photographing my friends," Michelle Farland, the photographer explained in the story. "I love sexuality and eroticism. It excites me, and my subjects, to captaure their joy, beauty and passion in their sexual expression. I collaborate with my subjects to create images of their own eroticism, sensuality, sexuality, fantasies, fetishes, desires, relationships. I am always seeking that real, erotically-charged moment. So much is revealed and the photos are so much more powerful when my subject is actually sexually aroused during our session. It depends on how deeply a subject is able to access her sexuality, how well we connect creatively. It's essential that I get my subject and what her turn-on is." The passage and the idea of posing nude had turned Maggie on, enough to make her leave the kitchen and go upstairs to the bedroom, but the image in the mirror dimmed the charge. Peeling off her t-shirt she gazed at her breasts – still firm although she could swear they had sagged somewhat – and her round, pink nipples which grew erect in the cool air. Cupping her breasts, she let them flop and bounce, turning in profile. It was then that her disdainful gaze moved to her hips and rear. She'd always been a bit bottom-heavy but she considered her ass the best feature of her figure. I fully agreed and she knew it. Yet now she felt fat as she looked at herself. Pulling down her pajama bottoms, she stood in her powder blue panties, turning her back to the mirror and noticing how they had ridden up into the cleft of her ample buttocks. As she pulled her panties down, the sight consoled her. Her ass was still toned and without cellulite, the sexy cheeks almost tear-dropped in shape. Turning again, she kicked off her panties and stood in front of the mirror. She didn't much like the little belly she'd sprouted and her pubic hair was overgrown, but she was grateful for the shape her round hips and thighs were in. Heading for the dresser, Maggie fetched a battery-powered hairclippers and proceeded to trim her pubic hair, reddish tufts landing on the carpet as she left a small inverted triangle on the bulge of her mons. The vibrations of the shaver restored her lust, and she could feel herself getting wet as she gazed at her pussy, the hood of her clitoris now visible. Placing her right foot on a cedar chest, she ran the shaver on each side of her labia, removing the last wisps. Palming her moist sex, the skin felt a little stubbly, so she decided to shave in the shower. Just not yet... Sitting on the bed nude except for her socks, she grabbed the newspaper and read: "For erotic shoots. I prefer to work with women. Women often share some level of common sexual experience and eroticism. I also think they are more comfortable being naked around each other and even sharing sexual pleasure, especially when they are close friends. The female body is so attractive, and our society encourages it, unlike with men. That makes communication and collaboration easier. " Maggie let her hand roam across her thigh and down to her pussy. She imagined posing and wondered how she would look. Farland insisted that many women of all shapes and sizes had come in feeling bad about their bodies and, after posing nude or in some sensual way, had left feeling stunned by their own beauty and sexual power. They'd also enjoyed the experience of posing while deeply aroused. Many women had done the photos for their lovers and husbands, and with Valentine's Day coming up, Maggie wondered if I would like such a gift. There was also her long-held but never acknowledged desire to be seen nude and to act openly sexual in front of others, especially women. She had enjoyed our trips to the local clothing-optional beach, but had expressed a fear of doing more when we shared our fantasies one night while we were dating. The newspaper story mentioned the photographer's website. Moving over to the computer in the alcove of our bedroom, Maggie sat down and signed on. She eagerly read Farland's reassurance that full nudity wasn't necessary, and after viewing several well-done galleries of glamour shots, felt herself eargerly visiting the boudoir section. There she saw everything from fit women with almost perfect figures to the plump and slightly homely. Some were partially and even fully clothed, others were completely naked and, in the erotic section, still others were more than sexually suggestive – one woman, a young blonde of about college age, was masturbating and in the throes of obvious orgasm, but they all looked beautiful and utterly sexy in the lush settings and myriad degrees of lighting and tone. Maggie swallowed hard and wondered if she could do such a thing ... while feeling a bolt of sexual excitement that wouldn't quite fade. Back on the bed, Maggie lay back, propped herself up with the pillows and gazed at her nude image in the mirror. Her hands played across her breasts, and when she spread her legs, the sight of her nearly bald pussy made her very excited. She gently fingered her clit and explored the moisture in her vagina, a fantasy of posing nude overcoming her, bringing orgasm near... Maggie's mind drifted back to a night in college when her dorm held a naked slumber party for female coeds. Too shy to expose herself, she remained in her pajamas while her best friends Kathy and Barbara cavorted in the nude with 10 or 20 other students. With wine flowing and joints being passed, a sexual tension filled the dorm and Maggie had watched Kathy go down on Barbara in front of everyone during a game of Truth or Dare. Another woman agreed to a dare and licked her friend's ass as everyone looked on. Feeling desperately turned on, but too afraid to acknowledge it, Maggie had always fantasized about participating. And now, in her mind, she was -- as her finger lightly teased her clit before working into her slick, extremely wet pussy. Moaning, she spread her juices on her anus, imagining Kathy's tongue there and Farland capturing it all on camera..... Coming hard, Maggie cried out and rode the crest of her ecstasy. As it faded, she lay there in dreamy contentment for several minutes before taking her shower. Thoughts of posing consumed the rest of her day, and the following morning, she called Farland and made an appointment. Farland, a slightly chunky woman in her early 30s with close-cropped black hair and intense green eyes, turned out to be warm and pleasant, putting Maggie almost immediately at ease eve though she was a little dismayed to realize how much younger the photographer was. Maggie felt herself trembling slightly as she rang the doorbell, but once inside, Farland grasped her hand warmly and ushered her into her studio. Serving a fresh cup of coffee, Farland seated Maggie at her desk. "So, you're Maggie. What would you like to create?" Maggie was not quite sure, but she mentioned a Valentine's Day gift for me and Farland asked, "How sexy would you like it to be?" "That depends," Maggie laughed, a little nervously. "On how I look. I haven't been photographed naked in 15 years...." "We can go for anything from sweet and coy to a classic bordello mood to downright kinky," Farland said. "It depends on where you heart and turn-ons are. Sometimes my subjects don't really know until they get into it. We'll just start slow and see how you feel. Our goal will be to make you feel really good about yourself and turn your husband on when he sees the photos." Maggie nodded and during the course of the conversation admitted that she wanted to try for romantic and erotic. Farland suggested bringing some lingerie or favorite pieces of clothing that make Maggie feel sexy. They scheduled another appointment for a morning three days later. From there, the shoot was all Maggie could think of. She lay awake at night, imagining it and getting wet, quietly pleasuring herself while I slept. The trip to the local store that sells sexy clothing, erotic video and other goodies was anxious but enervating. She wondered if she would be seen by someone she knew, and came away with a black garter belt, nylons, the sheer robe and the bustier, which she hid in the trunk, hoping I wouldn't discover them. The morning of the shoot, Maggie couldn't wait for us to leave. She was nervous and turned on, masturbating herself to the brink of orgasm in the shower, but holding off ro fortify her courage, eager for that moment when her panties came down in front Farland, but questioning herself. On the drive to the studio, part of her couldn't wait to take her clothes off. The other part was afraid of what she would see later. The studio ws all set when she arrived, the bed with the black velvet comforter surrounded by soft lights and other equipment. Maggie was wearing jeans and a sweater, and Farland began by taking some basic portraits as she sat on the bed. When Farland displayed them on her computer screen, Maggie felt encouraged enough to keep going. She looked prettier than she had imagined. "What part of your body is your favorite?" Farland asked, pouring Maggie a glass of wine. "Other than my face?" Maggie sipped and said. "My ass. I like my ass. My husband does, too." "Well, then," Farland replied. "We'll start with you clothed and try some in your underwear. If you like them, we'll go further if you like. What turns you on about your ass?" The question sent a shock of excitement through Maggie. Her head was slightly buzzing from the wine on an empty stomach at 11 a.m. "Um, well... the way it looks, and my husband loves to go down on it. That always turns me on...and him..." "Well, then," Farland said with a warm smile, grabbing her camera. "Let's see how delicious we can make it look, and you, too." At the point, a young woman with long blonde hair in a ponytail entered. Maggie recognized her from the erotic photos on the website and began to feel even more aroused. "This is Kim, my assistant," Farland said. "She'll leave the room while you pose...." Kim smileed and Maggie blurted, "That's okay. A third opinion would be nice...." When it was time, Maggie's knees were weak. Farland had her simply stand with her back to the camera and look over her shoulder. "Good," she said. "Ready to take off your jeans?" Maggie's fingers trembled and fumbled at the clasp, and once open, she struggled slightly to pull the jeans down off her hips. Farland stopped shooting while Maggie teetered on one foot and then the other, pulling off her pants and tossing them aside. Kim picked them up and Maggie realize that she was very turned on. Farland positioned Maggie on the bed -- on her side with her legs curled, and on her stomach, while offering encouragement and positive comments as she shot. Maggie's heart kept skipping a beat, and when she arched her back and pulled her panties down and off, the cool air on her pussy and the feel of the velvet against her ass was wonderful. The gaze of the two women upon her made her pussy throb with excitement.... After striking a series of poses while nude from the waist down, Farland suggested that Maggie put on the bustier, garter belt and nylons. Getting into them was huge erotic charge. She loved how the nylons felt on her bare thighs, the snugness of the garter belt around her waist, the feel of the hot lights on her ass. Walking around like that in front of Kim and Farland almost made her dizzy. After Maggie lay down on the bed again, Farland asked Kim to hand Maggie a book and, after spreading some rose petals, snapped a series of Maggie lying on her stomach, reading. When Farland said, "Let's have a look," Maggie waited with a mix of dread and full sexual excitement, not bothering to cover up as she waited for the images on the screen. She gasped when she saw them. There was a natural, casual eroticism in her body, poses and facial expressions. The lighting flattered her. "You have a very lush, sexy ass," Farland said, clicking to close-up. Maggie said she wanted to try some shots fully nude, then asked for another glass of wine. Her inhibitions were steadily melting away as she drank and looked at the shots on the screen. She felt deliciously naughty, sexy, very alive. For the first time she understood why some women truly enjoy performing in porn films. Fully turned on, she took off the bustier, garter belt and nylons, then casually finished her wine, savoring the feeling of being fully nude. The next set of shots involve the bed and then the robe. Farland asked Maggie to imagine a sexual situation and her mind careened between making love to me and being back in college at that sleep-in. The warm, friendly presence of the two women made her feel powerful. She liked that they're gazing at her breasts, her pussy, her ass as she moved about, posing. Even the occasional bad photo on the computer didn't faze her now. Her poses were intensely hot, her eyes conveying her growing lust. Her movements were effortless as Farland occasionally guided her. Heart pounding, Maggie lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide. Her pussy was very wet. "Go with your fantasy," Farland said, snapping off shot after shot. Maggie's hand drifted down to her hot, wet sex. She began to massage her clitoris with her forefinger. Farland got some achingly hot shots of Maggie licking the finger, massaging her anus, and offering her ass to the camera as she knelt, her head on the pillow. She was in total heat now, performing for Farland and Kim. On the verge of coming, she breathlessly said, "I want something kinky." Kim suggested the bathroom. Farland produced a rakish cap and cigarette holder, and Maggie soon found herself straddling the open toilet, her back to the camera, her sexy anus fully exposed as she held the lit cigarette sensuously. It should have been a lurid shot, but when she see the final proof, it was pure old-time erotic art. The session ended with Maggie back on the bed, fully nude, pleasuring herself. When her eyes locked on Kim's, she was unable to contain it any more, and she came intensely, crying out. Farland captured her expressions of ecstasy. And when Maggie's orgasm finally subsided, the wine kept her from feeling too embarrassed at having let herself go so completely. In fact, the memory aroused her for days afterward. "I wondered if I could do it," she explained "I was nervous, but the idea really excited me, so I did." "You look so natural...so turned on...." "I was," she said with a little embarrassed giggle. "You know how I am about my body, but it really turned me on....you don't mind, do you?" "Of course not!" I said. "I'm so glad you did it and that you got off on it...." "Well," she said, tucking her hair behind one ear and shifting closer to me on the sofa. I lovingly ran my hand up her bare thigh just above her nylons, tracing the length of garter strap to the frilly black belt around her waist, then lettng my fingertips roam up her side to her bare breast, the nipple hardening almost immediately. She sighed contendedly and we kissed. "I just felt so beautiful," she said softly in my ear as I nuzzled her neck, my hands roaming her soft, warm body. "You are beautiful...incredibly so," I said, kissing her again. "You always have been..." "There's more," she said, getting up and walking over to the computer. After logging on to Farland's website, she punched up her own personal gallery. There were about 50 thumbnails. The fourth, a black and white taken from the rear, was of her kneeling on the bed, her head on the pillow, her eyes gazing into the camera. She was wearing only the garter belt and the nylons, her erotically plump ass raised in a pose she sometimes struck for me so I could orally pleasure her rear. The light in the film had a kind of golden glow and her pussy lips were swollen and slightly open, her anus tantalizingly visible in the shadow between her cheeks. The fifth was the one of her as she staddled the toilet. "That's the kinky one," she said. "I didn't know you smoked.... "Pleasure me," she said, standing up, turning and cradling the back of my head in her hand as I kissed each breast, gently teasing her nipples with my tongue. "I've wanted this all day..." "Gladly," I said, kissing my way down her bare stomach as I dropped to my knees on the floor. Maggie spread her legs so I was between them, and I carressed her thighs as I continued to let my lips trail over her garter belt to her warm, moist, almost hairless mons. The scent of her pussy was delicious, so familiar, but I wanted to make her wait for the payoff. So I kissed and licked the inside of her thighs, running the tip of my tongue from the spot where her thigh joined her pubic area down and under to her ass cheeks, briefly teasing her anus. "Mmmm," she sighed. "That's nice." The Ultimate Gift I was intensely horny now, my cock stiff and constrained by my jeans. I wanted to peel off my shirt, but that would have to wait. This was her time, her present. As my lips met her pussy and her familiar tang greeted my tongue, she moaned. I licked slowly and sensuously, her honey juices flowing and making my lips wet "Oh, yeah...baby, so good," she sighed, and I worked my tongue in deeper, seeking her g spot, my hands coursing along her nylons. "As good as your photographer friend?" I asked, with a sly smile, looking up into her eyes. Maggie was playing with her breasts as I licked her cunt. "How...did you know?" she said, her breath quckening. "Something in your eyes." I said, kissing her wet sex. "Are you jealous?" she asked, running a hand through my hair. "Hell, no," I said. licking deep into her. "Did she taste your pussy?" Maggie gasped. "I ... she... I never thought...." "Uh huh," I said softly, licking slowly, savoring the taste as Maggie's body tensed. I could tell she was getting close to coming. "It was...just this...this chemistry...it was weird...." "Did you like it?" I asked, working my tongue inside and licking at the underside of her clit with firm broad strokes. "Oh...god...yes...but..." "Don't worry. You're making me hot." My tongue teased her clit. "What else did she do?" "I...she..." And Maggie turned around, her ass now in front of my face. I ran my hands over her soft, firm globes. "Ahhh," I said. "You mean she did this?" And I ran my tongue between her cheeks, the musky taste of her anus a delicious contrast to the tang of her pussy. "Mmmm...yeah," she whispered, pulling her cheeks apart to give me more access. My cock was aching now as I licked, each stroke relaxing her tight sphincter until it admitted the tip of my tongue, then more and a little more with each gentle thrust. "Did you taste her pussy and ass?" I asked, kissing Maggie's rear before returning to lick and suck her asshole. "I..." but that was all she could manage, and she came, shuddering, her ass bumping my face as I worked my tongue deep inside her anus. From there, it was to the sofa, where she pulled off my jeans and gave me a long, wet, lusty blowjob, stopping just before I came. We fucked passionately and came intensely. Lying there for a while in quiet bliss, Maggie sighed and asked. "Would you like to pose with me?: An interesting thought. Very arousing. So I said, "Sure..." "How about some of us having sex? I'd love to see what she could do with us..." And so the thought consumed me for the next week or two while Maggie made the arrangments. There was no doubt that she had given me the ultimate Valentine's Day gift. The Ultimate Gift I am home alone tonight and you are working late again; it is okay even though I miss you when you are gone for the evening. Your life can get a bit crazy at times, so busy but I know that you need to do what you do. Times like these give me time to think but not too much, over thinking things always seem to get me into trouble. But tonight it is different, I am reminiscing about the night I gave you my fit, my gift of submission to you. It seems like it was only yesterday that I found myself driving towards your hotel. I drive through the night full of anticipation wondering how this evening's events will unfold. My heart pounds harder in my chest as I get closer to your hotel. Just a short time later, I pull into the parking lot of the hotel as I ease my black BMW into the parking space. I take a deep breath knowing fully well of what I am about to do. I step out of the car, around to the trunk to get my bag out, walk towards the front doors and into the lobby. As I approach the elevators I am excited but nervous at the same time, so many emotion invading my thoughts, I step in and push the button for the 3rd floor. The elevator arrives at the 3rd floor and I get out, looking at the sign on the wall to direct me to your room. I soon find myself standing in front of room number 330, taking another deep breath before I knock at your door. I hesitate for a moment thinking about what is about to happen here tonight, but then I smile as I gently knock on the door. From behind the door, I hear your voice. Come in my pet, it is open. I turn the doorknob and push the door open walking into your room. I enter the room finding it quite dark only lit up by strategically placed candles with soft jazz playing in the background. Seems like such a romantic setting for what is about to take place here but at the same time I love that you have gone to some trouble to make tonight more special. In the candle lit room I can see you sitting in one of the soft chairs, you tell me to come closer. Yes Master, as I walk further into the room and closer to you. You tell me to stop right there as you stand up out of your chair and take a step forward out of the shadows. My breath catches in my throat as I see all of you now looking oh so Domly dressed in black. The sight of you almost make me want to direct my gaze down towards the carpet and then wondering if I should or not, I choose not to hoping that I will not get in trouble already, as I look you in the eyes, you are smiling back at me. That is a good sign that I have not done anything wrong yet. Evening Pet, it is good to see, how are you? Good Evening, Master. Good to see you too. I am fine, but I will have to admit I am just a bit nervous Master. Well my sweet pet, there is nothing at all to be nervous about, just do as I say and you will be just fine, your voice calm and reassuring. Yes Master. Good Girl. I stand before you for what seems like an eternity, my mind racing as the minutes pass. I cannot help but be nervous, even though you told me that was no reason for it. Your voice breaks the silence finally. I think first I want to see what is mine, before I claim it pet. Clothes off, please. And do it slowly, I want to savor seeing your naked skin being revealed to me as you take each off. Yes Master. It is not like you have not seen me naked before, but tonight is so much different. I know that when I submit to you then you will rightfully take what is yours, which will probably include looking over and inspecting your property. I start to undress, pulling my shirt out of my jeans over my head. I look at you to see if you want me to continue, you motion for me to keep going. I know that you are watching me closely as I unbuckle my belt, unbutton my jeans and slide them off. I stand before you now, just in my bra and thong, feeling naked compared to you being fully dressed. Only imagining what it will be like when I am totally naked in front of you, your eyes slowly lingering over every curve and crevice of my body. My thoughts right now range from being very excited to feeling just a bit embarrassed. You take another step closer to me; I can smell your cologne right now. MMM, you smell so sexy. Your scent triggers a reaction within me; I am beginning to feel very turned on, the wetness growing in my thong. I shiver as your fingertips lightly brush across my exposed belly, my nipples hardening instantly. You circle around behind me, I feel your hands brush against my ass. I know that you are standing directly behind me now. I feel your breath on my neck as you whisper in my ear. MMMMm, so nice my pet. But I want to see you naked now. I reach behind and undo my bra, freeing my breasts; you circle back around the front of me as I pull of my thong. I stand before you totally naked now and feeling very exposed but still very excited. Hands behind your back and spread your legs for me pet. Yes Master, as I move into the position, putting my hands behind my back and spreading my legs for you. Good Girl. You circle around me, drinking in the sight of me, gently touching me, your hands finding my curves. You stand behind me again reaching around me, your hands sliding up my body until they cup my breasts; I feel your breath on my neck. I try to be still for you as your fingers slide to my nipples, your thumbs brushing over them. I whimper as the pleasure rushes through my body. Your fingers brush against my ass again finding their way between my legs and slipping between my now very wet lips, dipping inside my wetness and circling my clit. I begin to moan and whimper more with your touch. MMMMMMm, you are so wet my sweet pet. I am going to have so much fun with you tonight, you whisper in my ear. Thank you Master. I will do whatever you ask of me this evening and forever if you will have me. That is my good girl, as you continue to caress me all over making me begin to pant. I stand there as you walk away from me sitting down on the edge of the bed. I wonder what you have in mind next, but I soon find out. Come here my pet. And lie across my lap. I do as you say and soon I am lying across your lap. Master, may I speak freely? Of course, my pet. Well Master have I done something wrong?? I think that you are about to spank me and I am not sure why. Oh well you have done nothing wrong, you have been a very good girl tonight so far, but I want to spank you so I am going to. Besides I like to look and feel of your reddened ass cheeks when I take your tight little ass tonight. MMMMMm, then let's get on with it Master, as I giggle. Your hands stroke my ass relaxing my skin and you smack my ass somewhat hard. Smacks rain down all over my ass; I can feel my skin getting hot. I whimper a bit as you spank me, but I can feel my wetness growing. Your fingers dip into my wetness again as your other hand continues to spank me. Hmmm, I think that my pet likes getting spanked. Your pussy is so wet. MMMM, thank you Master. And yes I do like getting spanked Master as I am sure you can tell. But take me Master please...claim your pussy. You have got me so hot and wet and needing your cock very badly. Please Master. All in good time my pet, by the time this evening is over I will have claimed all of your holes as mine. Now off my lap and on your knees, my lil whore. Yes Master, as I climb quickly off of you and kneel down at your feet. You rise to your feet as I sit there on my knees, you lower your pants. Suck me my lil whore. And you had better do a good job or I will have to spank you again and I will not be so nice. I take your cock in my mouth and begin to lick and suck it. Your moans from above tell me that I am doing a good job sucking you. I grab your ass pulling; you're closer to me and pushing your cock deeper down my throat. Your fingers are tangled up in my hair as you fuck my mouth harder and faster. Your moans getting louder, your grip on my hair tighter, it will not be long now. I keep licking and sucking you as your cock slides in and out till I feel your cum in the back of my throat and swallow it down. Dam my lil whore, that was pretty awesome. Thanks Master. Glad that you liked that so much. Oh and thank you for letting me have your gift Master. Do you still want my cock my lil whore? I still have two more holes to claim. Oh yes Master, please take what is yours. I need your cock filling my pussy and ass. Take me, use me Master. Make me yours. You tell me to get up off the floor and get on the bed on my hands and knees. I move quickly into position obeying your commands. What a lovely sight, two holes readily available for you to fuck as you please. I am going to take your sweet tight ass first my lil whore. I want to see the look in your eyes when I slide my hard cock into that tight pussy of yours or should I say mine. My pussy is dripping and needing attention, but I know that I have to wait to get my pussy filled, you want my ass first. I feel you lubing up my ass and sliding a finger in working it around loosening my tight ass up a bit before you slide your cock in. I feel the head of your cock pushing against my ass and slowly sliding in inch by inch. I moan and whimper as your cock fills my tight ass up. I slowly push back against you fucking you back. Whose ass is this, as you fuck me? It is your ass Master, to fuck, flog, spank, cum in, cum on, whatever you wish Master. Good girl, grunting as you bury your cock in my ass over and over. Your breath coming in pants now, I know that you are close to cuming again. You tell me that my ass is so tight that you are going to cum; you fingers grip my hips tighter holding me against you, fucking my ass deeper. Your cock expands in my ass as you start to cum, fucking me harder, cuming in my ass. Oh god baby, mmmmmmmmm, you tell me as you collapse on the bed beside me. You tell me that you need to take a short break before you claim my last hole. I tell you that sounds good to me also, you are not the only one that is feeling a little worn out at the moment. I get up, go to the mini fridge, grab a couple of bottles of water and come back to you. Good thinking my lil whore, I am quite thirsty too. Aww well thank you Master, just doing my job and taking care of you. We lie there for a while, you ask me if I am doing ok, so far and I tell you that I am. You lean over and kiss me gently but just enough to arouse my sense. You tell me to lay back, put my hands above my head and spread your legs wide. Of course I obey your commands and move into the desired position. You tell me to keep my leg spreads for you. You crawl between my legs leaning down so your face is just inches away from my throbbing clit and soaked pussy. You inhale deeply. MMMMMMMM, your pussy smells so sweet my lil whore. I am going to make you cum before I take your pussy as mine, make it cum for your Master. You lean down, your tongue parting my wet swollen lips, lapping up my wetness and heading upwards towards my clit. You begin to lick and suck my clit briefly just enough to make my hips rise and fall to meet your tongue. You lick back down again sticking your tongue in my wet hole, fucking it with your tongue. I whimper and pant mmmmmmm; you are making me so hot. Your attention turns back to my clit, licking, sucking, pulling and gently nibbling on it. Your fingers enter me roughly and start to fuck me while your tongue continues its assault on my clit. I am so close to cuming and I do not know how much more I can take. My legs are trembling; my body so tense, perched on the edge and needing to cum. Oh please, Master, please let me cum. Let me cum for you; let your pussy cum. Please. As I fight to keep from cuming. Oh you need to cum do you my sweet lil whore. Hmmmmmm, well ok cum, cum for me. Your mouth and fingers continue to urge my orgasm on; I finally let go cuming hard and moaning loudly. I can feel my wetness running out of me as you lick it all up. Out of breathe from my hard orgasm I thank you for letting me cum. You kiss and lick all the way up my body, stopping to lick and suck my nipples before finally reaching my mouth and kissing me deeply. I can taste myself as you kiss me, our tongues entangles. Our passion becomes more heated as we both prepare for this final step. I want your cock so badly now, I need and want you to take your last hole. You continue to kiss me and then you pull back. I can feel your hard cock pressing against the entrance to my pussy. Whose pussy is this?? It is your pussy Master, to fuck, flog, cum in, cum on, tease. Whatever you wish Master. Good girl. You look down at me, our blue eyes meeting as you slide your cock into me all at one. I cry out, your cock filling my tight pussy up. With our eyes still locked on each other you begin to stroke me slowly, feeling every inch slide in and out of me. Our mutual moans of pleasure filling the room. MMMMMMMm, you feel so good, so wet, so tight. I am going to enjoy fucking this pussy again later my sweet lil whore. Oh Master, your cock feels good buried in my pussy, fucking me oh so good. Ohhhhhhh, you like this do ya?? Well then you are really gonna love this. You grab my thighs and push them up and back towards my chest so you can fuck my pussy even deeper. You begin to slam into me, fucking me harder; you cock deep in my pussy. My moans and pants louder as you fuck me hard. You lie down on top of me now, your weight is pinning me down as you cock strokes into me over and over again. You are kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear making me crazy with lust. I wrap my arms and long legs around you, pulling you closer to me as you continue to fuck me. The friction of your body rubbing against my clit is bring me closer and closer to cuming again, I whimper, moan and pant louder. You whisper in my ear, that is a good lil whore, cum, cum for me. You fuck me even deeper, your hips grinding against me. Oh god, mmmmmmmmm, yes, as I cum hard again. My already tight pussy contracts around your cock as I cum, you feel it spasm around your cock. I am going to cum baby, ohhhhhhhhh....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....mmmmmmmmm, you growl as you cum. You collapse down on me, trapping me beneath you, but not a bad place to be either. We are tired, sweaty and sticky, but feeling very very good. I think that we both want to bask in the closeness of this moment. So close to you, skin to skin but in many other ways all made possible by tonight. You smile at me and kiss me several times gently. Such a good girl I have. My sweet, sweet lil whore and she is all mine now, not that you were not before, but now it is official, you kiss me again. Thank you Master. I am very proud to be yours. All I ever wanted to do is please you now and always. Well my lil whore, you have pleased me very much tonight and I am very proud to have you as mine. Thank you Master, I will always do my best for you, pleasing you makes me very happy. We both move to get more comfortable. I am lying up against you with my head on your shoulder, your arm around my waist holding me close to you. We lay there talking for a little while longer, but then as we both relax more, the need for sleep sets in. What do you think my lil sexy whore, time for some sleep?? You look tired and I know that I am. MMMMMm, yes sleep would be good right, as we both yawn. You pull me even closer to you if that is possible. I snuggle into you more. You kiss my forehead gently, take a deep breath and drift off. I lie there awake for just a few moments longer replaying tonights events in my head. I know that I do not want to be anyplace else but right here with you. My last thought before I drift myself is that I am so lucky to have you as my Master, and I do not think that I could be any happier. The hours go by like minutes as I reminisce about that night; I am startled back into reality by the sound of the garage door going up. You are home and earlier than I expected you to be. You walk through the door smiling as you spot me sitting there on the coach, There is my sexy lil whore. What's doing?? Evening Master, how are you?? Have a good night?? I am good, work was okay, but I am glad to be home as always. Well I am glad that you are home, I have been sitting here thinking about the night that I gave myself totally, the ultimate gift. You come closer to me, pull me up off the couch, take me in your arms, kissing me gently and giving me a big hug. You kiss my neck and nibble on my ear. You whisper in my ear in that sexy voice that makes me wet just hearing it. OOhhhhh, my sweet sexy lil whore, I would like to relive that night myself right now. Let's go to bed!!!