Secretary

I woke up when my phone chimed, it was a text from my boss. “We need to move this morning’s meeting to my house, do not wear a dress.” I couldn’t help but laugh. I had been trying to get this guy naked for months, ever since I started working for him. He was so fucking sexy and I just had to have him. Every time I was with him, listening to him, writing down notes, I was distracted with my thoughts. I imagined running my hands down his muscular chest while my mouth was licking his cock like a melting popsicle. Continue reading “Secretary”

Waves

 

hands pressed against the glass
of the hotel balcony doors
watching the waves
as they mimic your thrusts
as you fuck me from behind
back and forth
loud and wet

when I leave
your wife arrives
and in the morning
as your holding her in your arms
you see my handprints
still lingering there

you place her hands
in the outline of mine
and show her how beautiful it is
when the tide comes in

A Girl’s Gift

An unwanted baby girl was born in a small village within a large kingdom. She was born with a unique ability. She could taste the past. As an infant nursing at her mother’s breasts she could see, in her mind, a man suckling from the same nipples. When she was old enough to drink her first glass of milk, she saw her father bent over the family goat with his pants down and his hands reaching underneath, tugging on the teats. Continue reading “A Girl’s Gift”

A Perfect Morning

I walk through his front door and see him sitting on his leather couch, smiling, completely naked and waiting for me. I slip off my shoes and force myself to walk instead of run across the room to climb in his lap. His kisses are hungry and his face scratchy. He pulls my shirt off and tosses it aside, my bra following it. He pulls me close and encloses my nipple with his mouth. As I watch him gently sucking I run my hands through his hair, down his neck, across his broad shoulders. He switches to the other nipple and I can’t help but moan at the feeling. Continue reading “A Perfect Morning”

This View

I’m bent over
Looking down
Sweat dripping off my face.
This view is one of my favorites

Your legs behind mine
My knees still red
From earlier fun
My ass will soon match

I watch your toes curl
Your calf muscles tense
Your thighs strong and thick
Carrying your rhythmic movements

As you fuck me and fill me
Deep and rough
Like thunder rolling
I can’t catch my breath

I watch my body shaking
Your hands on my breasts
Pulling me tight against you
I love that you spoil me

I turn and look
I see that wicked grin
Please let me have this view
Again and again

 

 

Fifty-three

 

Fifty-three spankings. That’s what he promised me as punishment for my disrespect. A black and purple ass is what I woke up with. It hurts to sit down, and every time I do, I remember thinking that his spankings were light compared to what I was used to. After about twenty I realized why he wasn’t hitting me with all his strength. He didn’t need to. The continuous impact of his palm on my bare skin was all that was necessary. Continue reading “Fifty-three”

Once More

It’s been so long
The years flew by
But now the minutes
I’m counting are creeping

That old feeling
You’ve brought it back
Can’t wait to see you
Can’t stop picturing you

Those beautiful eyes
That devilish smile
In front of me now
Just want to kiss you

Better than I remember
Your lips your hands
Your tongue
I want more

You left me
The scent of your cock
On my hands
Your taste in my mouth

Body shaking
Lips tingling
Light headed
Wet between my legs

I need more
Once more please
I need to feel you
Before you leave me again