by Ella Hilton
"You shouldn't start things you can't finish. Maybe you're still tired--ummmmunnnh!"
The little squeal of delight was expected. Claire was shy about it, but she liked having her cheeks pulled apart. I got some more squeals and pulled her hose down her thighs and her skirt up. I could feel myself get harder as her light brown pubic hair appeared, a small tangle covering her mons. Claire shifted her feet and thrust herself forward to my waiting fingers. I ran my hands up and down the limited area of her inside thighs I could reach and again around the soft full cheeks of her rear. I'd heard her complain a hundred times about her butt to others, but she was perfect for me. I had no interest whatsoever in a 115 pound model's tiny hamburger-size butt. Give me a grown woman's ass any day.
My hands inevitably returned to Claire's pubic region and I trailed my fingers back and forth through her hair. My fingertips caressed her labia lightly for a generous time, then I licked one and slowly inserted it into her warmth. I was rewarded with a cry of passion and the sexy sight of Claire hunching down as my finger twirled and slid amidst her wet folds. She grabbed my head to steady herself as soft moaning betrayed her heightened arousal. Her body jerked irregularly as my thumb joined the action, circling her tingling clitoris and occasionally rubbing it quickly for a second or two.
I slowed the action down for moment and kissed Claire passionately while arranging myself in a sitting position on the side of the bed. I sucked her tongue slowly and deeply, then she mine while I lifted her top off. Claire took her own bra off and brought her swaying breasts instinctively to my face. I reveled in the softness of those two mounds and hoped my unshaven beard wasn't hard on Claire's soft skin. Her firm nipples grazed my lips for a short moment before I opened them slightly and applied the most delicate pressure to those sensitive buds.
My reward was more sighs and muted squeals of delight as I took each hardened nipple in turn to my lips. A further reward awaited as I lifted Claire slightly and aligned the tip of my throbbing penis with her soft slit. Pure pleasure coursed through my body as Claire settled slowly down on the full length of my dick and wiggled in delight when her clitoris made contact with my pubic bone.
That wiggling gets to me every time and in a big way. I love the feel of her soft body settling in against mine, the sexy little shakes of the hip, the back and forth sway of her breasts. Then she raises herself and slides those incredibly soft folds of her femininity down on my waiting dick again. And again. And again.
I reach for Claire and hold her as we slip onto the bed. Her tempo is increasing and the little thrusts against my pubic bone become more insistent. Our cries of pleasure grow loud as each loving thrust takes less and less time until I can't hold back any longer. My balls instinctively contract and send their jets of hot sperm deep into my lover. I feel her quiver and hold for a second as she savors the feel, then continues her wet vertical massage of my still hard cock until her own passion peaks and she rubs her throbbing clit against my body until the spasms of joy drain her strength and she collapses against my chest.
There's not much to say after such a session, so we just held each other.
"I love you," I said.
"I love you, too," she responded, sniffing the air delicately. "First one with an ounce of energy turns on the shower."
The End.
Tessa: Beginnings of a New Life
THE BEGINNING:
Tessa sat in the booth at Miller's Pub alone. Gage sat at the end of the bar watching her. He had seen her in here many times but she was always alone. No one ever came and joined her yet she always sat in the same big booth. She always seemed that she was waiting for someone. Not really anyone in particular just someone to notice her silently sitting there looking at nothing but the table in front of her.
She always had two drinks. No more, no less. Before she would solemnly leave alone, looking disappointed. Gage had watched her for three weeks now and wondered what it was that she was here for. He sensed that she was wanting, needing someone to notice her but no one ever seemed to. Her down cast eyes, her silence, and her submissive body language told him that she was what he was looking for. But he wondered if she was in fact searching for him.
Gage slid into the booth next to Tessa. She didn't speak. Her gaze remained down on the table. "You come here every week, alone. You never speak to anyone except to order your two whisky sours. Are you searching for something girl?" he asked in his deep resounding voice
"Sir, I did not invite you to this table." She said never even looking up
Gage took her hand and said, "But you did. You are searching for me. You invite me here with your silence. What is your name?"
"Tessa." She replied still not looking up. She never once lifted her gaze but she also allowed his hand to rest on hers. "I'm Gage and I think I am what you have been coming here for." He took her hand firmly and pulled her out of the booth. She followed in silence but he could here the raggedness of her breathing.
"If you chose to walk out that door I will take you on a journey. One that I think you have been waiting for. But in doing so, you will belong to me. You will do as I say. Your only purpose will be in serving me. Do you understand?"
Timidly she replied "Yes Sir." Gage smiled to himself. Yes, she was definitely what he had been searching for.
Gage opened the door for her and she slid into the car waiting for his instructions. He came around and got in the driver's side. Gage reached open and unbuttoned Tessa's white cotton blouse to expose her ample chest. He then hit the button and unrolled the window. Testing to see what she would do. As he had expected she sat in silence waiting for him to do whatever he wanted with her. "This is how we will ride home. So that all will know you belong to me and what a little slut you are. Tonight your training will begin. If in the morning you have proved yourself worthy I will escort you back to your home and we will retrieve the things you will need for daily life and you will be mine for as long as you are worthy. Do you understand?"
A tear of joy ran down her face as she replied "Yes Sir! I am yours Sir! Thank you Sir for recognizing me for the slut I am and offering to train me Sir!"
On the ride home Gage explained to Tessa her role as his and what he expected of her. He explained that she would be a guest in his home and would be free to leave at any time. If she chose to leave then that would be the end of their relationship. She would never be accepted back in his home again.
Gage parked his car in the drive way instead of parking it in the garage. "This is my home. I hope that you will see it as your home as well. I am going inside to prepare for your arrival. In five minutes I want you to remove all of your clothing, step out of the car and walk to the front door, ring the bell kneel on the doorstep and wit for me to open the door. Once you kneel you are not to move nor try to cover yourself. When I am ready I will come down and let you in and we will begin. Do you understand me?"
"But Sir what if someone sees me there naked?" this was the first question Tessa had asked since Gage took her out of the booth at the pub. "Tessa you belong to me now and if someone sees you there it is because I haven chosen you and they will know that you are mine. It is not your place to question me Tessa. I am going in now you have five minutes to decide if this is a journey you are ready for. If you are then when I open the door you will be there kneeling as I have instructed and it will not matter how long you wait for this is the beginning of a new life. A life I believe you have been seeking. If you are not ready I will find you still here in the car and will drive you back to the pub and it will have ended before it even begins." Gage opened the door and went inside leaving Tessa behind.
Gage went to the upstairs bedroom and selected several toys from his chest of wonders. He knew he would have to punish her for questioning him in the car but seeing that this was their first time together he would be firm but gentle. He selected a small wooden paddle for her punishment and laid it on the dresser table. She would have to understand that questioning him was
not an option and would not be tolerated even from the start. He could tell that she would be fairly easy to train. She had the makings of a good submissive but if he let her run free in the beginning it would be harder to break her habits later.
Tessa sat in the Corvette contemplating what she was doing here. She did not know this man but for some reason she felt he could be trusted. Hadn't this been what she had been dreaming of since she first stepped into that pub and saw Gage at the bar. She had come back day after day hoping he would notice her. Hoping he would know what she was seeking for. She almost buttoned her shirt back up but exactly at the five minute mark she removed her clothing and stepped out of the car.
Tessa could feel the cool night air blowing across her naked body. It was exhilarating. She wondered if anyone had seen her emerge from the car. She sauntered to the front door, rang the doorbell, knelt and waited. After ten minutes had passed she began to question how long he intended to make her wait. She heard a car slow down behind her and her heart began to quicken as it came to a stop. At that precise moment she heard the door in front of her open. Gage waved to whoever was in the car and then told her to come in. He smiled pleased to see her there waiting as she had been told.
INSIDE MASTER GAGE'S HOME
Tessa began to rise. "No slut on your knees is how you will enter this house," he commanded. She kept her head down as she crawled on all fours inside the doorway. Gage closed the door behind her and snapped a black leather collar around her neck. "You will where this as symbol of your devotion to me." He pulled on the attached leash ad led her forward. Gage allowed her to stand so that she could climb the stairs but pushed her back down at the top. He led her down a long hallway to the bedroom.
"Inside you are to crawl over to the bench in front of the bed and then you will climb up on it and ready yourself on all fours for the first lesson you will receive in your training. You will be punished for questioning me earlier." Gage commanded her as he smacked her ass once to let her know what she was to expect inside this door.
Tessa obeyed without question. She climbed up onto the velvet bench and waited for her Master to punish her. Gage warmed her ass with a few hard slaps before he picked up the paddle. He placed the paddle against her flesh so she could feel its weight. "Slut this will hurt but it is necessary that you understand that you will not question me. Because this is only your first time I will only give you ten strokes of the paddle. I think this will be enough to make myself very clear but understand that each time I punish you it will be more severe" The first smack brought Tessa to tears almost the moment it connected with her ass. "Count the strokes for me Tessa."
"One Sir" she chocked out as the second blow was reigned down. "Two Sir." He delivered the ten smacks evenly and swiftly. By the tenth swat Tessa was uncontrollably sobbing. Gage sat down on the bed and pulled Tessa into his arms. "You were very brave my girl. I have allowed you to cry out this time but from now on when you are being punished you will remain as silent as you can and know that whatever punishment I chose will be because you deserve it and need it to become a better submissive." He kissed her gently on the check and wiped away her tears. He allowed her to regain normal breathing before he placed her on her knees in front of his hard cock.
"Show me how much you appreciate the training I am giving you." Tessa took his cock in her mouth and began to suck. She reached up with her hands to hold it but Gage slapped her hands away and swatted her burning rear. "Only your mouth here, slut. Suck it all the way down."
Snow Angel
I would love to walk with you around the side of the lake as the snowflakes fall soundlessly around us and one by one they settle on the fur around your face. I bought you a warm winter coat for the winter and it has a hood with soft fur surrounding your beautiful face. Wait, there is one big glistening flake on the tip of your nose and I reach in and kiss it away.
We free fall into the soft snow at the side of the path and roll over on our backs to make snow angels in winter's thick fluffy blanket. As you jump up - and I follow you - we have fun throwing snowballs at each other until I leap at you until we collapse together and roll around in the snow, kissing and trying in vain to reach inside each other's coats to feel the warmth of the body within.
We hurry home as the snow begins to fall more heavily and, once there, we throw off our boots and coats. You go into the kitchen to make us some warm cocoa while I stoke the fire until it is crackling and heating up the living room. Before you reenter the room, I throw a bunch of soft pillows before the hearth and settle in to wait for you, my love.
As you walk into the room, my breath catches in my throat as I gaze upon the woman I love so very much. You are clad in only your panties and the oversized white cable knit sweater with the turtle neck that we purchased together.
"I didn't want to wear my wet ski pants so I hung them up in the laundry room. And by the way, aren't you overdressed?" You smile so sweetly as you pass me my warm cup.
As I proceed to shed my own wet pants - and you assist me in the process - I reach down for you and pull you into our first searing kiss of the night. I love you so very much and always will!
We lay panting from that first kiss, entangled in a web of intricately interwoven arms and legs. Our lips continue to search for one another as the heat contained in those kisses ignite the passion that only we two share. My hands have found the bottom of your sweater and, with a little help from you as your smoldering eyes bore into mine, I slowly lift it off over your head. As it escapes the pull of your breasts they sway almost hypnotically before my hungering lips. I quickly throw the heavy sweater aside and we kneel facing each other in front of the fire with the flickering of the flames playfully illuminating those delectable objects of my desire.
Without taking your eyes from mine, you reach down to grasp the bottom of my own cable knit sweater – we bought a matching set – and pull it quickly over my head. As you toss it aside, I reach out to take you by your slim waist and pull you against the straining cock held prisoner in my bikini briefs. Your soft hands steal down my back (now warmed by the crackling fire) and slip inside the waistband of my jockeys and squeeze my firm buttocks whilst pulling me into you. I can feel the radiant heat through your own brief panties and I groan with anticipatory pleasure.
Now, each of us bare from the waist up, we kneel close together and the aroused hardness of your nipples are pressing into my chest. I can feel the heat emanating from them and my cock twitches in excitement. With my hands at the sides of your beautiful face, I draw you in for more tender kisses; first on those pouty lips and then over your closed eyelids and moving along each ear to the side of your neck where it reaches your shoulder.
We groan together to signal just how aroused we both are. Moving back to your lips, I again kiss you with all the love that I have for you and my tongue flicks out against your closed lips. You part your lips just enough to suck my tongue deep inside and to lave my tongue with yours.
We are by now both exploring the tightness of each other's bums and thereby pulling our groins together as we grind my hardness against your hot pussy. I am of course leaking copious amounts of precum and this is lubing you to the point that we both feel the urge to come. To postpone this, I again lay you down across the warm pillows and, kneeling between your legs, bend down to run my tongue along the saturated sheer panties that cover your partially shaven cunt.
There is so much of your hot juice coming through the material that I can suck it lovingly into my mouth. You arch your back and spread your legs wide to force more and more of those visible folds into my mouth. All this time, I hear the sound of your muffled voice as you cry out "Oh yes! Please don't stop! That feels so good!"
I continue to drink my fill of your cum until your thighs tighten on my head and you thrust your crouch hard against my mouth as you roll through the first orgasm of the night. I continue feasting until you push me away – the sensations have become too much to bear.
As you fall back on the cushions in exhaustion, I slip my fingers into the waistband of the saturated panties and slide them off your hips. The crouch sticks slightly against your lips as I ease them down but then I can slip them off over your feet. I lift them to my face and, as I my eyes gaze into yours, I inhale the sensuous scent captured within them.
You urge my legs forward until I get the signal and I turn around until I am lying on my side next to you with my legs at your head. You reach over and pull my briefs off and throw them to the side. This allows my throbbing cock free to bounce close to your face. Pulling one of my legs under you and resting your head on my thigh, you grasp my cock lightly in your hand and blow gently over the head.
I place your leg under me and rest the other over my shoulder so that we are now in a classic 69 position. I gaze lovingly into the moistness of your pussy. I inhale deeply and salivate at the prospect of what is to come. The pearly white drops of your cum shine in the flickering fire light and, as I gently part the outer folds of your pussy, the dark pink inside is exposed.
I feel the warm breath of your mouth as you lower those warm lips around the tip of my cock. Your tongue pokes at my pee hole and I feel the flow of pre cum as it coats your tongue. I can wait no longer; I return the favour by running my tongue through the open slit of your pussy and plunge my pointed tongue deep inside you. With my tongue curled upwards, I can 'scoop' some of the tasty cum into my mouth and swallow it.
