It takes just one time…. The taste of the moistness drives me crazy. The action and movement of my tongue drives Her wild. The connection gets stronger each time She allows the tongue to dance with the clit! The goal? Drive Her crazier than She already is…. To make Her look at me as if i am one big tongue specifically for Her use… i don’t want Her to be able to walk. Not at all… When i’m done, i want Her to be so immobilized that She CAN’T move. Continue reading “Orally Pleasing”
The thought of being sexually abused is both frightening and exciting. But, it may not go in the way i would anticipate or hope for. In my mind, i enjoy role reversal to the max. Well, not only in my mind, but, in general. i take on the role of always being subservient to the sexual needs and wants of the One who owns me. To pleasure Her at any given time at Her direction, for as long as She wants me to. If my efforts aren’t to Her liking, She punishes me until i get it right. And even when i get it right, it is Her right to punish me because She just may want to. Continue reading “Sexual Abuse”
i then begin to kiss those magnificent toes and while doing so, i was engulfed in the aroma of Her feet. i almost passed out from the thought of the activity that i am doing as i am still in disbelief that i am being allowed to do so with the heavenly Ms. Jennifer. my enthusiasm was such that, that as i am kissing both Her feet, my fingers start to move up to Her legs, massaging Them while kissing Her feet. She kicks me and asks me if i had permission to touch Her legs? As i was embarrassed for doing so prematurely, She smiled and stated that since i am doing such a great job, i can continue rubbing Her legs. This got me back on track and as i sustained the movement of my fingers, i moved up to Her thighs (With the look of Her approval) and She stopped me and stood up and then motioned me to continue. As i am on my knees, i am still in disbelief that i am in the presence of Ms. Jennifer and not only in Her presence, but serving Her in the way that i envisioned only in my fantasies.
As i see Her looking down on me with appreciation, She tells me that since i have been such a good boy, that i will be bestowed the honor of actually smelling Her ass. What?!?!? Did i hear correctly? Ms. Jennifer is allowing me the privilege of smelling Her ass. i took so long to respond that she slapped me in the face and asked me what was wrong with me. That slap knocked me back into reality and i quickly went to take in the fragrance of Ms. Jennifer. My nose is literally inches from Her ass and i don’t want to take the chance of offending Her in any way or doing something i am not allowed to do. i approach cautiously but with delight! i am sniffing all around Her ass and taking in the natural smell of my Goddess when She instructs me to lie on the floor face up. Without hesitation, i lie on the floor at Ms. Jennifer’s instruction and She tells me that a treat is in store for me. As I smiled, She walked over to me, strategically placed Her ass directly over my face and slowly lowered Her ass and She sat on my face.
Oh My GAWD! Too many thoughts are going through my head as the epitome of my service is reaching its pinnacle. She is moving Her ass on my face and although i am having difficulty breathing, i am still fascinated by the action that is taking place. i hear Her voice but i am so entrenched that it doesn’t register. She lifts Her ass and says that She has one more final treat in order. As She stands up, i notice She is adjusting Her ‘seating’ position. i respectfully asked Her what was She about to do. She stated that She was giving me a treat for being so good. i again asked what is She talking about? She eluded that She was about to let me engulf Her liquid. i was surprised and shocked because i didn’t expect this nor have i ever had a golden shower before, so it made me even more nervous. Being the Goddess that She is, She did noticed i was a tad uncomfortable. She smiled and asked was it my first time and i replied that it was and that smile turned into a grin as She told me to relax, open my mouth and enjoy the fruits of my labor. She started to squat and as i open my mouth, i wait in anticipation. She lowers Herself even more and i feel the first tinkle and wait for the rest, hoping i don’t drown in Her golden stream. She then lets it out slowly, allowing me to catch every drop and then She lets it flow more and then it comes down a little harder. i try in vain to catch every drop, but i may have missed a couple as i savored every drop that taste even more delicious than i ever imagined! When the flow stops, She bends down a little closer, then rises up quickly and as i am smiling from ear to ear, She looks just as satisfied and instructs me to clean up and i watched those long legs walk away.
my thoughts are like a runaway train… You don’t know when or if it’s gonna stop, even if it slows down. When it comes to anything BDSM-related, my imagination ranges from the most extreme to the most impossible at times. Either way, in my mind, it’s just right and would be enjoyable if i can do it!
With a lot of scenarios that play out in my head, i would probably get committed or just simply, die. Even the way i die would be amazing, but, probably physically impossible. Doesn’t matter, it’s in my head, so, it always works! i’ve written many ‘fantasies’ over the years and probably wrote about 3 as i was writing this in my mind. i think some of you, based on reading some of my recent stories, would be impressed and/or intrigued. i’ve been having too many thoughts as of late and i need an outlet to express a few. Continue reading “The Purpose……”