Slut

The constant object of men’s desire, her rejection of them brings their ire upon her. They fuck their wives and mistresses while fantasizing about her. Her lips, breasts, ass and hips entice their most carnal secrets. They become slaves to their cravings. Men stroke themselves to intense pleasure under warm water visualizing themselves fucking her. They are secretly obsessed even when they are with their significant others. Some would even offer significant sums of money to have her. In their failed attempts they call her Slut, in vitriolic anger. In stark hypocrisy they whisper to themselves that they love her; they would gladly fall on their knees to suck her cream colored pedicured toes and drink her bathwater. They’re soulless and emotionally inept; their offers do not move her. She has been with powerful men before, so men’s display of wealth is minimal and unimpressive in her eyes. They are not knowledgeable enough to know that she wants a man who can reach the depths of her soul and in genuine friendship allow love to grow in time.

Yes, she is deeply sexual and sensual, but she will give herself only to a man who truly loves her. The secret of her deepest pain is that she was violated in the worst way by her own father. In their discovery of her, they will discover the deep trauma she’s endured. But knowing they cannot have her, they whisper: Slut, Whore. Envious women call her, Jezebel and condemn her to hell. She is naturally beautiful and feminine needing no pretentious disguise. She has the most beautiful eyes. Men jeer with sexual gestures — they stare, and call her Slut as she walks by.

What They Say

They said it was the devil that made her lustful after she discovered that giving and receiving oral is wonderful. They said that she used to be an angel. They impressed upon her vehemently that she should never try anal. They told her that women should not expect to have orgasms. They said that she should be a real woman and settle down with a husband. They called her a whore because she broke free from sexual boredom. They said it is unladylike for a woman to please herself and that when a woman is horny she should think of something else. They told her that pleasure is tertiary and that she should put her sexual desires indefinitely on the shelf. They said that for her many sins she would burn in hell. In turn, she told them all to go fuck themselves. 

Tied in Time

Pink lace holds sensual anticipation in a tight embrace. The profundity of ecstasy is left to permeate the erotic mind. A woman desperately wants to touch herself, but her hands are tied. Her erotic instructor strokes himself in-front of her, giving her full view of the size that she will ride. Her utterances and moans convey the vehemence of the lust in her eyes. She wants the mutual pleasure of a sixty-nine; she wants to look back at him as he’s inside her from behind. She wants to mount and ride his considerably large hardness. On his pleasure she wants to grind. He will make her wait. He will bring his deeply desired erectness close to her face. Maybe, he will let her taste — and whisper to her, Every good thing comes in time

Mask Role Play

Feline fantasies are the excitement of her psyche that for so long have been played out in secrecy because of what lovers and others may think of her kink. She’s ready. She’s fucking ready. She says, fuck them, subtly, with the display of her latex cat hood prominently; when she’s being pleased thoroughly, she screams, fuck my pussy. Leather and latex against her skin and mask wearing, she finds particularly exciting. Role play, brings a distinct intensity to the passion of her orgasms. She likes her ass to be spanked hard with her hands tied behind her back during sex when she’s wearing full body latex. An explanation of the passion of the kink that causes wetness between her thighs and the excitement in her eyes, is nobody’s fucking business. Her arms and legs will be spread as she’s tied to the four posts of a bed, where she’ll give eye watering head and have her pussy rubbed and teased until she begs.

What Follows

Slowly, wetness permeates satin panties. A woman awaits a spanking and a fucking that will be following. She will make the satisfaction of her pleasure known through intense orgasms and screaming. She is finally doing what she has been dreaming. Doggy, is the position in which she will be deepthroating. She bends over on the seat of a chair, silently waiting; her eyes closed — her nipples needing to be lightly brushed and sucked; her pussy throbbing. 

Executive Assistant (work wife)

Physical and emotional wants and needs are satisfied at a designated location vigorously and thoroughly without hesitation; she says she loves him, but he is married, and she knows his situation. She is understanding. She is not demanding or in anyway nagging. She is his reprieve; the fresh air that he breathes. She knows that his wife he will not leave, but still to him she cleaves. Oftentimes, she fucks him in his office when everyone else leaves—intensely pleasing him with her mouth on her knees. She is his executive assistant. She is his lover and his other. Business trips and late nights in the office are things regular. There is a palpable sexual tension every time they see each other. In black heels, on his desk, she bends over, and she’ll cum several times before it’s over. On certain holidays, the executive’s wife calls her to come over for dinner. They may even have brandy and eggnog after. She will never give it away, communicating to him through glances and whispers. So many secrets they share. They’ve been together for so many years.

What a Ride

Slowly, hardened thickness is introduced to her wetness as she sits on it. She whispers lasciviously to her lover, It’s so big. The taste of him lingers in her mouth; eagerly she fell to her knees to please him. The symphony of his moaning always causes her to become wetter. As she sucked him, he instructed her, saying, Slower and deeper. He could have enjoyed her tongue for much longer, but he wanted to taste her. He knows that riding his stiffened tongue that perfectly brushes against her clit is her euphoria. Riding his face, periodically, she looked back to glare at the size and erectness of his member. Though she thoroughly enjoyed his oral pleasure, she wanted his cock inside of her. Fucking is always more intense and memorable when lovers, for a long time, haven’t seen each other. When she dresses in tight jeans and clear cork wedge heels, it makes his mouth water. From the huge bulge in his denim when he initially entered, she knew that he really wanted her. Now, she looks into his eyes, riding him hard without breaking stride. The girth of him and the length of him bringing her quickly to transcendent ecstasy. The low–tone buzzing he hears is her butt-plug vibrating, stimulating her anally. With her arms around his neck, she rides him with non-stop sensual rhythm and deep breaths. Ride me baby; it’s yours, he whispers. Within a few seconds of the words he utters, are screams and uncontrollable shudders. 

Stages of Pleasure

The feeling of his thickness upon initial entrance

The hardened girth that sensually stretches

The whispers that increase her wetness

The anticipation of being fucked in her favorite position

The vibrating anal beads that will be in her ass
when she passionately rides him

The erotic erectness of her nipples when 
he pinches and sucks them

The teasing with the tongue and fingers 
that leads to begging and squirting

The beautiful silence right before climax from 
vigorous thrusting

The deep breathing and screaming that will
signal a thrilling ending