The Mammoth Book of Urban Erotic Confessions

by Barbara Cardy

  “That’s a much more thoughtful birthday present for our boss than cream cakes and cufflinks,” she said as we started to dress and, wholeheartedly, I agreed.

  The following day when we arrived for work Russell greeted us with the broadest smile imaginable. “I’m having the best birthday ever,” he grinned. Two hours later Chloé and I each received a bouquet of flowers. Written on the cards was: “WOW! P.S. It’s Christmas soon!”

  Throughout autumn, Chloé and I teased Russell about what his Christmas present was going to be and hinted that it would be even better than his birthday treat. The week before Christmas we drove him to a countryside hotel where we had booked a room. Once there, Chloé and I presented him with a new video camera and then stripped seductively for him (we had been practising a routine at work in the office when he had been in meetings). Throughout the evening we did all sorts of sexy things for him whilst he filmed all the video footage of us he desired.

  The following day at work we received our pay packets and found that Russell had been immensely generous and appreciative of all our hard work during the year!

  Mastering The Mistress

  Nick, Seattle

  When my friend told me about the new professional dominatrix he’d found, I listened to the details more out of good manners than interest. My preference is for dominating women, not submitting to them. But when he bragged about how beautiful she was, I looked up her website out of curiosity – which is how I found out that “Mistress Dominique” was no other than my boss’s ex-wife Alexa.

  Alexa was a leggy stunner with long silky red hair and almond-shaped brown eyes. We’d flirted a few times at company events, though she’d always been a little cool to me in that way some beautiful women have. She’d gotten the best of my boss Tony in their divorce settlement eight months ago, and I knew he would just love to find out what she was doing in her spare time these days.

  But as I stared at her website, I began to rethink that plan. Why bring Tony into it? Maybe I would play my own game with Alexa – and fulfill an old fantasy at the same time.

  I made the appointment under a fake name. “So what are your specific fetishes, George?” her cool polished voice asked.

  Just hearing her voice made me squirm. No doubt Alexa knew exactly how to make men crawl. “I really love to be taken by a commanding woman,” I lied. “You know, being bossed around, told what to do.”

  Her voice was chilly with contempt. “As your mistress, I will expect complete obedience, George. You will be my pet and my slave.”

  “I’m looking forward to it,” I told her.

  She had no idea how much!

  “Mistress Dominique” worked out of her home, not one of the dungeons I’d heard about in the city. I arrived two evenings later at a posh condominium in a very expensive part of Seattle. Looking around at the massive marble-tiled foyer, I understood why she was working as a dominatrix. She’d obviously already spent most of her divorce settlement on this condo.

  I headed up to the fourth floor and took a deep breath as I knocked on her dark green door. It swung open. There Alexa stood in a black corset and spike heels, her long red waves cascading over her slender shoulders. The challenging stare in her dark eyes changed to confusion, then recognition.

  “Nick?” she asked incredulously.

  I flashed her a cocky smile. “You can call me George.”

  She looked stunned as I stepped past her into a luxurious apartment appointed with plush cream sofas, towering potted trees and exotic art. Yes, Alexa definitely had expensive tastes. But rather than study any more of my surroundings, my eyes turned back to her.

  My mouth went dry as I took in just how gorgeous she looked in her dominatrix outfit. Firm, voluptuous breasts pushed out of her leather corset, her narrow waist swelling into rounded hips covered only by skimpy panties. Alexa’s body was the consummate hourglass; curvaceous yet toned. Her long legs went on and on, showcased in silky black thigh-highs and stiletto heels. Yes, I could see why any man would crawl for her. However, she would be the one crawling tonight if my plan went as I hoped.

  “What are you doing here, Nick?” she asked shakily.

  I made myself comfortable on the sofa. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m here for a date.”

  Confusion flashed through Alexa’s pretty eyes, and I could see her visible struggle to come up with an explanation. She was afraid I’d tell her ex-husband Tony she was working as a dominatrix; that put her in my power. I gave her a moment to get used to the idea, then patted the sofa cushion beside me.

  She forced a smile and sat down next to me, briefly eyeing my crotch. “I had no idea you were submissive, Nick.”

  “I’m not. I like dominating women, not submitting to them.”

  Her eyebrows lifted. “Then I’m afraid you’re wasting my time,” she replied coolly.

  “Am I? We both know that Tony won’t like hearing that you’re working as a high-priced call girl.”

  “I’m not a call girl!” she snapped. “I don’t have sex with my clients. I dominate them. They’re not allowed to touch me.”

  “Relax, I’m just kidding. I’m not going to tell Tony.”

  She frowned. “So what is it you want?”

  I grinned wolfishly. “You know I’ve always had a crush on you, Alexa. I used to fantasize about you submitting to me sexually.”

  She forced a light laugh. “I don’t do that.”

  “You mean you haven’t done it yet. Come on, give it a shot. You can start by showing me those beautiful breasts of yours.”

  She didn’t move. I began to repeat my command and she grudgingly said, “Fine, but that’s it.”

  Thanks to her corset, Alexa was showing ample cleavage already. But when she lifted out her tits, two stiff pink nipples came into view that made my cock hard in a second. This was really happening. Sexy Alexa was now topless in front of me, displaying those firm round breasts I’d admired so many times.

  “Play with your nipples,” I said. “You used to come to all the company events in tiny tops, so I know you enjoy men looking at your breasts.”

  A strawberry flush stained her cheeks and I knew I’d scored a hit. She reached up with trembling fingers and began to draw slow circles around those pink nubs. It was all I could do not to grope her incredible breasts myself, but watching her arouse herself was even hotter.

  Alexa couldn’t meet my eyes as she fondled her own boobs. She was breathing faster now and I could tell she was getting excited. I’d always suspected she’d been attracted to me, but now I suspected something else about her – that she had secret fantasies of being dominated and told what to do.

  I told her to put on some music and give me a striptease. She got up and crossed the room to the stereo, her firm ass rolling nicely in her panties. Truth be told, I was ready to push her down and take her right there. But having snooty Alexa under my command was an erotic dream come true, and I wanted to enjoy it as long as possible.

  A sexy song by one of my favorite performers filled the room. Alexa stood in the middle of the carpet with an uncertain expression. My gaze landed on her hard nipples once more and she blushed.

  Taking a deep breath, Alexa began to move her hips, getting into the slow but sensual beat of the song. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back so her soft red hair fell down her back. Her initial stiffness gave way to graceful movement as she abandoned herself to the mood of the song and the obvious excitement of dancing topless for her ex-husband’s co-worker.

  Alexa unlaced her corset, lifting her arms and shaking her spectacular tits for my delight. My dick began to pulse as she danced sensuously across the room, her big breasts bouncing along with her languid movements. Turning her back to me, she bent over and slipped her black panties down just for a moment to show off her heart-shaped bottom. Then she turned back with a naughty smile, taunting me as she stroked her silk-covered crotch with two fingers.

  Alexa loved showing off her curvy body; that was obvious. I thought b
ack to all the short dresses and low-cut tops I’d seen her wear in the past. She clearly enjoyed being ogled by men and I was sorry now I hadn’t asked her to flash me back then. She probably would have obliged.

  At last she stripped down to her panties, thigh-high stockings and heels. Her creamy skin looked as soft and flawless as I’d dreamed.

  I beckoned her to me, too horny to wait any longer. Obediently she stood in front of me. I tickled her pussy through her panties, making her gasp. The satin fabric was damp, confirming that she had found it exciting to perform bare-breasted for me.

  “Nick, I . . .” Alexa was breathing raggedly. “I’ve never done this before.”

  I knew she meant that she had never submitted to anyone in bed before. She didn’t know exactly what I had planned, or if she would enjoy it. I cupped her pussy, rubbing my palm on her clit. Her full lips parted with a sigh of gratitude.

  “Don’t worry, Alexa,” I said quietly. “Just do as I say and everything will be fine.”

  With that, I slid the panties down her supple thighs and exposed her pussy. She was waxed smooth, her delicate pink folds peeking at me through a glimmer of moisture. Blushing deeply, Alexa stepped out of her underwear and spread her heels slightly, allowing me a better look at her feminine core.

  She was entirely nude now except for the black thigh-highs and stilettos. I had fantasized about fucking her many times but the reality was even more impressive than I’d dared to hope. I looked up into her dark eyes, which were glazed with a dreamy expression.

  I fondled her puss once more, making her squirm and giggle. Then I parted her cunt lips and slid two fingers inside her snug little slit.

  “You’re soaking wet,” I teased her. “How long have you been an exhibitionist?”

  “I’m not,” she murmured.

  “Just admit it, Alexa.” I began working my fingers in and out of her warm tightness, occasionally brushing my thumb over her clit. She eagerly spread her legs even wider. “You love to show off your body.”

  “I’m only doing this because you’re making me!” she protested.

  I shook my head. My fingers were slick with her juices and her entire body was trembling with excitement. “You shouldn’t have lied, Alexa. Now I’ll have to punish you.” In one swift movement, I had her across my lap, her firm bottom in the air. Her high heels kicked wildly.

  “Nick,” she gasped. “Please. This is so degrading.”

  I slapped her left cheek lightly, watching the flesh quiver. I never spank women hard because hurting them isn’t my goal; embarrassing and arousing them is. It’s especially fun to spank conceited beauty queens like Alexa, who usually know just how to manipulate men with their sex appeal. Over and over I spanked her perky behind, as she wiggled and squeaked on my lap. When I parted her thighs, I wasn’t surprised to see a new sheen of nectar emerging from her delicate opening.

  I slid my fingers back inside her. She moaned breathlessly as I began to spank and finger her cunt at the same time. Soon she was bucking wildly in my lap, her soft cries filling the apartment. “Please fuck me,” she begged, rubbing her clit against my jeans. “Please, I can’t take it anymore!”

  I laughed and withdrew my fingers from her snug cleft. She scowled with disappointment.

  I moved her from my lap to the couch, then headed for the tray of props I’d seen when I arrived. She had quite a kinky line-up for her clients: blindfolds, riding crops, handcuffs and more. I picked up a matching black leather leash and collar and smiled. This was going to be good. I tossed the leash across the room. “Fetch,” I ordered her. “Retrieve it on all fours, pick it up in your mouth and bring it to me.”

  Alexa’s face was scarlet with humiliation as she crawled like a dog through her own condo. She obediently clasped the leash between her teeth and crawled back to me. My cock twitched from the amazing sight of a beautiful nude woman approaching me on all fours.

  I fastened the collar around her slender neck, then clipped the leash to it and strolled through the condo, Alexa following at my side like my well-trained pet as we headed into her bedroom. Here the hardwood floors gave way to thick cream carpeting, which I’m sure was more comfortable on her knees. The enormous four-poster bed in the center of the room faced mirrored closet doors and a huge flat-screen TV.

  “Get on the bed, but stay on all fours,” I commanded.

  She obeyed, facing away from me as if offering me the gift of her wet pink slit. My cock was throbbing with the desire to drive right into her pussy, but I held off. I wasn’t done playing with her yet. I opened the drawer of the mahogany nightstand next to the bed. Like most women, Alexa kept her vibrators here. I selected a pink one made out of a softer texture, turned it on, and guided it into her pretty puss.

  She groaned softly. I gently eased it all the way in, then slowly pulled it out. Alexa impatiently wiggled her bottom. “Please,” she begged.

  “Please what?” I drove the vibrator into her creamy slit again, inch by inch.

  “I’m so horny, Nick! Please let me come.”

  Instead I teased her for a good ten minutes, driving her puss crazy with the toy until she was on the verge of exploding. Alexa’s face was buried in the mattress, her long legs splayed open and her ass bouncing in time with my thrusts. Over and over she begged me for relief.

  “Nick, you’re making me crazy!” she cried. All of her icy exterior and aloof manner was gone now as she urgently thrust her pussy at me. “Please, I’ll do anything.”

  She reached between her legs to touch her swollen clit. I quickly pushed her hand away and unzipped my jeans. “Then suck my cock. You don’t get to come until I’m satisfied.” I took out my hard rod and slapped it against my hand. “Suck me,” I commanded.

  Alexa crawled to the edge of the bed, still on all fours. Her gorgeous face was flushed and damp, and her pretty tits dangled fetchingly before my eyes.

  “Do a good job,” I warned her, “or no orgasm for you.”

  Alexa opened her mouth and sucked in my cock as if it was a cigar she was inhaling. Watching my shaft disappear between her full lips was exciting enough, but the incredible sensation of her tongue on my prick felt even better. Alexa sucked and licked and teased my cock as if her life hung in the balance. My nerves came alive with fire as she alternated between tight, rhythmic sucking on my crown and showing me her impressive deep-throating skills. It was easily one of the best blowjobs of my life and watching her head bob made my balls ache with the desire to come. Watching our reflections in the mirrored closet doors was even hotter.

  I reached beneath her and fondled her breasts, stoking that inner lust that was driving her to blow my mind. Her dark eyes looked up to check if I was satisfied. Oh, I was satisfied. My fingertips circled her nipples the same way she had pleasured herself earlier. She groaned around my shaft, the hum reverberating through my nerves.

  I glanced again at our reflections in the mirrored doors. Watching her give me head from that angle was especially hot and it gave me an idea.

  I pulled my cock from her mouth, grimacing as the cool air of her bedroom hit my wet dick. Alexa looked up in confusion, her long red hair tumbling wildly around her face.

  “Time for the real show,” I told her. “Face the other way but stay on all fours.”

  She turned around so that her creamy ass cheeks, still pink from her spanking, tempted me once more. I tweaked her clit, which was hard as a button, then ran a fingertip over her swollen cunt lips. Her entire pussy gleamed invitingly with her juices and my prick ached to be enveloped in her tight warmth.

  But first I removed her stiletto heels, then peeled off her black thigh-high stockings. I’ve always been a leg man, and the moment of removing a silk stocking from a smooth female leg is one of life’s most erotic pleasures. Alexa’s thigh-highs were the last garment left to her and as her legs were stripped bare, she dropped her head as if humbled without her dominatrix costume.

  I stretched out one of the stockings, then got on the bed and told
her to open her mouth. Her eyes filled with astonishment as I put the stocking between her teeth like a bit. “Don’t drop it,” I warned her. Assuming my position at the end of the bed, I kept each end of the stocking in my hands like the reins of a horse.

  At last it was time. I drove my cock deep inside her, groaning as her slick heat wrapped around me. Alexa’s cries filled the bedroom as I skewered her, soft little pleas muffled by silk. Her cunt was so tight that she had almost a stranglehold on my prick, but I humped her with abandon, too far gone to tease her as I had with the vibrator. A red-hot euphoria spread through me as I buried my full length inside her creamy warmth. Alexa’s pussy was as spectacular as the rest of her body and the friction of my cock spearing in and out of her filled my balls with fireworks.

  Alexa reached between her legs to play with her clit, tossing her red hair around and groaning through her gag. I slapped her bottom and pulled on the makeshift reins as I rode her, enjoying how submissive and sexy she looked in the mirror. Her hips drove back to meet my cock with every thrust until we were fucking in a rapid and seamless rhythm. I began to spank her again, each smack of my hand eliciting a squeal of delight.

  “You naughty slut,” I told her. “Look at you, offering up your pussy to anyone who walks in.”

  She gasped through the stocking again and her pussy clamped around my prick. Apparently Alexa loved being told what a dirty girl she was, so I began telling her all the wicked things I was going to do to her next time, like force her to show her pussy to strangers or fuck her while she was tied to a chair. Alexa moaned at every statement, her pussy walls quivering and throbbing around my cock.

  As I looked in the mirror again, I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. There was the woman of my dirtiest fantasies, naked on all fours, with her beautiful tits jiggling beneath her. As my cock began to spasm, I pulled out and roughly pushed her onto her back. A savage rush of pleasure shot through me and I ejaculated all over her pretty face, Alexa furiously fingering herself to orgasm beneath me.