Going Down. Honey, Coconut Oil and Cum.

It had been two glorious hours of foreplay and lustful fornication in the early hours of the morning before I needed to leave for work. There is much to be relished in a long time lover and the familiarity that comes with that union. You know every moan, sigh, movement and longing that emits from the other. That is if you are paying attention. And we always paid attention to each other. That was the beauty. And that was the beauty of him and why he was neatly tucked in the back pocket of my heart knowing he'd come at my beckon call. He was never my boyfriend. I didn't want that. I wasn't ready for that. He was my lover. It was a clean relationship. Honest. No pretense that it may turn into something else. We lived separate lives, walked separate paths. He, adventurous but still vanilla, me...well you know me. ;) But the chemistry and sexual attraction was heaven and we both chose to let it live between us for as long as it served our needs.

His thick, lovely cock always hard the moment he walked through my door. I could feel it bulging, hanging down one thigh through his jeans as he pressed against my body and began to devour me with his mouth. We stood on equal ground. Neither dom or sub. Raw, primal hunger was in control. Whatever sexy garment I wore was stripped from me in moments as all clothes were peeled away and scattered.

The passion and dance between us always memorable. The foreplay and lovemaking electric but there were times when after it was calm and restful that the best was yet to come.

I loved watching his cock lay flaccid, resting against his groin. Without thinking my hand would naturally find its way to his softness and fondle his warm balls and smooth soft cock. As it would start to find life again my mouth would water and need to feel him pass through my lips once again. The taste of our mixed juices dried on his cock made my head swim with thoughts of him inside me only moments before. My diet of honey yogurt and the use of coconut oil as a lube, mixed with his cum made the taste the nectar of gods.

Then he would turn me to my back and bury his face in between my legs like a ravenous man. I always loved when he went down on me, but these times when he did, after we had made love and my pussy was full and wet with his cum...Fuck!  It would flip a switch in me and my lust for him would ignite to a higher primal level. With each lap of his tongue, tracing along my lips, thrusting inside me and sucking every drop from within me made my hunger and need for him grow ever stronger. The intimacy, acceptance and celebration of the unity of our bodies was more evident by his action that his words could ever convey. Every time I came harder because I felt adored and worshiped. He'd come back to me with his face glistening with our juices and his lips tasted like warm honey.

Some turn away from such pleasures.

To be my lover there must be no barriers. I'm a greedy little bitch and I expect my lover to be lecherous.

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A Naughty Nurse Setup!

He is a very lovely, sexy sub who has a fetish about nurses.  Naughty nurses that take advantage of his vulnerability while in their care.  He had spent much of his childhood in the hospital during his sexually awakening years. Being bathed, examined and eventually loosing his virginity to one over zealous young nurse who took the sponge bath she was administering to an exciting new level as she washed his young hardening cock and found she couldn't resist mounting it!  The sexual wiring was laid in his young mind.

He waited for me naked on the bed as I dwelt on his lifelong fetish and finished dressing in my new vinyl, black, red trimmed, low cut nurse uniform that barely covered my ass.  My long dark hair was pulled up in a pony tail and a nurse's cap was attached in front of it. I looked one more time in the mirror and knew his reaction would be well worth the trouble.  Naughty Nurse role play was about to commence.

"Mr Miller.  I have been given strict orders by your mistress to massage and oil you down.  Also to exam and inspect your anus to make sure it is ready for the plans she has for you later.  She has no desire to harm you and wants you to be open and available for her pleasure."  I stood, back straight, chest out and sternly delivered to him my orders.

My pet's cock immediately sprang to attention seeing his mistress standing before him, transformed and delivering one of his fantasies. His mouth formed a wide grin as he responded, "Yes nurse."

I walked to the bed, exam gloves, lube and lavender oil in hand, "Oh!  And Mr Miller.  I have also been instructed by your mistress that you are to keep your roaming hands and fingers to yourself. She has warned me of how naughty and disobedient you can be." I smirked.

"Yes nurse." He answered followed by his own smirk.

I went about my duty as nurse, having him first turn onto his stomach, massaging the lavender oil into his neck, shoulders, and back...making my way to his round cheeks. To get better leverage I positioned myself one at a time straddled across each thigh, moving from ass cheek, down the thigh, calf, ankle and foot.  My pet could feel the slick wetness of my bare shaved pussy preparing the way as I moved down his leg with more oil. His muscles tensing as he tried to remain still. By the time I finished his second leg he was moaning and moving his hips ever so slightly.

Then I moved to his arms. First the left then the right. This time I straddled his hands, my pussy just inches away from his fingers. His arm tensed and his fingers moved trying to get just a slight touch of the warmth he was feeling generating from my excited sex.

Slap! My hand finally went upon his arm. "You must behave Mr Miller or you'll get us both in trouble.  Now turn over!"

His body was warm with desire as he moved onto his back and I started along his neck again. This time straddling his hips.  Able now to look into his eyes and capture his exciting torment. It made my juices run all the more as he felt my pussy lubricate his cock with each of my movements. I made my way down his torso and repeated the drill over each thigh, once again straddling each leg. By now his hands were twitching, his fingers hungry to touch and reach inside me.

He finally lost it while I was straddling his right arm, his fingers only inches away from what he longed to touch and feel. I felt two of his fingers slide easily inside, my body grabbed his hold.

I allowed it for a moment of my pleasure then yelled out, "Mr Miller!" He kept his fingers where they were, reluctant to move. I lifted off his hand and moved quickly between his legs.

I slapped his balls and cock a few times.  "Mr Miller.  You do know I'll have to report your actions to your mistress.  I'll claim no responsibility and will blame you fully."

"But nurse!"  He began to protest. Perspiration already beading and pooling along his chest. His 6 ft toned frame full of hunger.

"Shh!  Mr Miller.  I need to finish one last task before your mistress arrives."

I slid on one exam glove on my right hand and reached for the bottle of lube. "This won't take long Mr Miller." I instructed as I began to stroke his still very hard cock.

I poured the lube along his cock and balls and began to cover all surrounding areas, including his anus.  "Knees bent, ass up Mr Miller!" I directed with pleasure.

My gloved fingers found their way along his crack as one finger easily slipped in and I prepared him for what was ahead as my left hand continued to stroke his cock.  I started to notice pre-cum dripping from his slit and knew it was time to change directions.

I pulled my hand back, removed the glove and instructed him to lower his legs. "You look very warm Mr Miller.  Let me check your forehead before I leave."

I straddled again his hips and slid my body along his frame until my breasts were resting against his mouth.  The zipper had come down a little on the uniform allowing one breasts to pop out. I felt his tongue lick the exposed nipple and quickly suck it into his mouth. I pressed my longing breast into his mouth and then jumped back.

"Mr Miller! One more violation!"

He smiled with a hungry, lustful look in his eyes as he watched me leave the room and enter the bathroom once again.

He waited, not moving from his position until I re-emerged wearing a black leather strapped bra, black lace thigh highs, heels and my strap-on. My dark hair now down and flowing over my shoulders. I walked within inches of the bed and stopped.  Stroking the cock jetting from my harness.

"Hello pet.  Have you been prepared for me?"  Already, of course knowing the answer.

"Yes Mistress."  He eagerly replied.

"And pet, did you follow all of my instructions?"  Still staring at him and stroking.

"Of course Mistress."  He answered after a brief pause.

I walked closer to him and knelt on the bed.  My right hand reached toward his cock that was starting to soften and gave it a stroke. "I'm going to ask you again pet.  Did you follow all of my instructions?" My hand now surrounding his cock at the base and tightening my grip.

"I was obedient Mistress...really."

"That's not what I was told by the nurse, pet."

"But I was!"

I slapped his cock back and forth three times and grabbed his balls hard. "Do you see the mirror hanging on the wall to your left?" He nodded with a confused look on his face. "It's a two-way mirror and I saw and heard everything.  Everything pet."

"Mistress, it was that naughty nurse you sent to me. She was rubbing herself all over me! " He exclaimed.

I reached up to his chest and started to pull on his nipples, which he hated. "No!" He yelled out.

"Are you going to tell me the truth?" Tugging on them more.

"Yes! God yes!"

"Alright. Roll over."  I applied more lube to his hole and some to my cock. "I'm going to ask you some questions and you're going to tell me the truth."

"Yes Mistress."  I heard him mumble through his arms where his head rested.

I started to insert a finger into his hole.  He resisted, then loosen, giving me entry. "Tell me what she did."

"She rubbed her bare pussy all over me!  My chest, legs, arms and my cock, mistress."

"Did you like it, pet?"

"Oh, no mistress.  I belong to you."

My hand came down on his ass cheeks and balls.  "The truth pet!"

Softly he answered, "Yes, I did mistress."

"I saw you touch her, pet.  Tell me why you did.  Why you couldn't resist."

He was quiet for a moment then answered, "Because she smelled like you and I'm addicted to your smell, feel and taste Mistress."

Damn! I thought. He knew what that answer would do to me. "Turn over. I want to see your face."

He turned onto to his back and I scooted him close to the edge of the bed. "Legs up, knees bent and hold still."

I took the tip of my lubed cock and teased his hole until he relaxed and gave way.  Slowly I entered him until all of it was in. I stood still for a moment. Massaging his balls and slowly stroking his cock.

"Tell me again what I smell, taste and feel like." My own juice now running down my inner thighs as I start my own rhythm of penetration into his most sacred place.

"Mine."  I thought as I listen to his words, gasps and breathing.  "Mine."  As I took what belonged to me.

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Stress Reliever – Lubed Fingers

You walk in the door unsure of what awaits you.  Your only clue is that I said to ‘clear your mind’ before you opened the door to the playroom. You take a deep breath, shake your head and feel the troubles of the day roll off your shoulders and down your back.
 

You walk into the room, the lights are low and Enya is playing lightly in the background setting the atmosphere. You take this as a good sign, because you know it calms me and gets me into a wonderful erotic mood.

 

You see I have placed the upholstered bench of heavy wood, about three feet in length, equipped with a variety of restraining straps in the middle of the room.  The bench is long enough to accommodate the length of your torso from the top of your head to your pelvis. A shudder runs down your spine as you reach for the note I have left on the bench for you.

 

“I’m watching you.” You stop reading and look around the room trying to locate me. Then stop yourself, knowing that will cause trouble and go back to reading the note.

 

“You know better than to look around, pet.” You can feel the flush of heat wash over your body.

 

“With your head lowered, you are to slowly remove your shirt, then jeans, etc, place them in the corner of the room, grab your nipple chain and the cock harness on the corner table and put them on. Once on, you are to move to the middle of the room by the bench, kneel, hands clasped behind your back, head lowered and wait for me.”

 

I watch you from the adjacent room through the two way mirror I had installed during your last trip. I watch with admiration at your ability to follow my directions and your willingness to serve.  I watch your breathing;  your chest moving at first at a normal pace, then quickens as I allow 5, then 10 minutes to pass until I start to see a sheen of perspiration form on your forehead and along the middle of your chest. I know you need this. Your work load has been brutal and you need release.

My heart is also picking up its pace as I anticipate what the evening will bring. I move away from the mirror and walk through the doorway into the main playroom. You hear the click of my heels but don’t look up. You smell the faint freshness of my perfume and take a deep breath that I have arrived.

 

“Look at me.”

 

As you raise your head, your eyes travel up my legs dressed in black sheer thigh highs. Then up to my hips and torso barely covered in a black leather body harness; my cunt and breasts exposed through the leather straps. My hands are holding a chain in one hand and a crop in the other. My dark wavy hair falling loosely down my back and across my shoulders. My blue eyes piercing now into yours with deep passion and excitement. I say nothing more to you.

 

I lean my body into your chest, my bare warm breasts pressing into your face. You keep your hands behind your back as you move your face and take my right nipple into your mouth and gently flick it with your tongue, then draw the surrounding areola into your mouth.  I move the chain to the hand holding the crop and grab a handful of hair at the back of your head and move you to the left breast for equal attention. As I start to feel the wet stream of juice drip from my pussy along my thigh I push you back.  I don’t want to.  I’d rather keep you there for hours, but I have other things planned for the night.

 

I loop the crop into my harness and take the chain I’ve been holding and attach it to your nipple chain and then down to your cock harness.  I tug a little to make sure there is room for movement, but also tight enough for some strain. Your mind is already getting foggy as the smell from my pussy rises up into your nostrils.  You start to salivate and your tongue runs along your lips longing to taste my familiar juices. I reach down and with one finger swipe a trickle of juice running down my inner thigh.  You sigh as I start to move toward my mouth, but then bring my wet finger and run it across your lips. You hungrily take it into your mouth and lick the finger dry.

 

“Stand up pet. You’ve been struggling with some things deep in your soul and you need release. I know you and how to take you to that place. Will you follow me?”

 

Your brow at first shows concern.  There has been an internal battle that you thought you were dealing with. But obvious it has caused concern and is starting to build a wall between you and your Mistress. You concede to her.  You take another deep breath.

 

“Yes Mistress. I’ll follow you.”

 

“Lie down on the bench and be still.” I order and I buckle a strap around your waist. I then move to the front of the bench and utilized the ones provided on the front legs of the bench to hold your wrists, effectively binding you there. Your knees are on the floor, and I move around to the back grabbing a folded fleece blanket and slide it beneath them, ensuring your comfort, and then strap your ankles down to the floor bolts provided for that purpose. Totally exposed, ankles wide.  I run my hand slowly over your ass cheeks and warm them with my hand. Then I run my hands along your balls and shaft as they hang along the back of the bench; still attached to the nipple chain. I give the chain a slight tug and hear you wince.  

I rise and move to the front of the bench and stand, where your face is turned toward me, your mouth inches from my thighs.  I reach down and run my fingers through your hair, pulling you closer to where my pussy is just out reach from your mouth. You can smell the heat and wetness already generating from there.

 

“Are you hungry pet?” I ask softly.

 

“Yes Mistress, very hungry.” Your voice is low. 

 

“But not hungry enough pet. Let’s see if I can fix that.”

 

I remove my crop from my harness and strike the top of your ass cheeks. I move along the side of the bench running my hand along your spine and once in position I strike your cheeks again. Alternating between the left and then the right; smoothing your back and then your warming cheeks in between strikes.

 

Once they are nice and flushed, I reach for the lube on the table behind me, drop the crop and pour the lavender smelling liquid into the palms of my hands.  I rub them together as I admire your colored cheeks. I move up behind you, in between your spread legs and start to apply the lube along your cheeks, and then dribble it along your ass crack. I let the lube fall onto your balls and dribble down your hardened shaft.  I hear your moans each time you move. The nipple chain pulling mercilessly on your nipples as your cock moves and throbs.

 

I admire the cock harness enclosing your balls on all sides at the end of the bench. I see your balls tighten as I start to move my lubed fingers and rub along your anus. You tighten your opening at my first touch.

 

“Pet….follow me…relax….” I tell you in a soothing voice.

You relax your opening and let my one, then two fingers find their way inside your heated canal. I continue to rub your cheeks and then move my hand along your tighten balls.  I loosen the harness at the base of your cock a notch, enough to let it move more freely. Your hips start to buck and rock as I begin to ruthlessly fuck your ass with my fingers and run my other lubed hand along your cock.

 

“Please Mistress,” Your voice is staggered, “I long to feel you, be inside you…”

 

“Not at this moment, pet.” 

 

I find the rhythm that I know you love as my fingers move across your prostate and your pre-cum is already staining the blanket beneath us. The sweat is beading down your spine as your hips buck up again, each time pulling on the nipple chain until you can’t hold out any longer and with one last buck you cum and cum and cum all over the blanket and my heels.

I slowly remove my fingers and reach for the wipes that are on the table next to me and clean your ass and my fingers.

 

“Naughty pet!” I admonish you as I walk to the front of the bench.  “Look at my heels!”

 

Your face is still flushed as you try to refocus your eyes and look down at my feet.

 

“You’ll clean those.  But first you must take care of me.”

 

I reach for your face and bring you and my pussy together. You can see that I have soaked the leather straps of my harness and my pussy and thighs are glistening with my juices. My fingers wrap in your hair and guide you as your tongue reaches out for that first taste. My head falls back at the warmth of your touch.  I’m hungry too.

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