just dirty things

[oldchappizza]

My first experience in BDSM 

First time…and this will hit lots of taboos I think, age differences, housewife/divorcee, neighbor, bondage, degradation.. All true, to the best of my memory. 

I used to babysit for a lady down the block…nice kid, pretty divorcee, blonde, skinny, average I guess. I would snoop when she went out. I eventually found her toy and porn drawer. Back in the late 80’s, early 90’s - no internet, no DVD, lucky if you had VHS tapes. She had an old school vibrator, ropes, blind fold, and naughty books.

I remember three books, white covers, and hand drawn picture on them. One was a book about lesbianism, one about incest, and the other about bondage…all stories, not too thick, but overlap on theme, being forced, giving in…not too risqué looking back but for the time and me being 17..i can’t recall how often I jerked off in her bathroom. 

I would always watch her come in from a date… little tipsy, in a skirt…i’d have to jerk off at home again. imagining fucking her, thinking about her reading those books, using the vibrator. Fuck I would be hard as she paid me and i walked back home down the block.

One night she came back early and I caught me with her stuff…She was drunk (more than usual - maybe that’s why her date dropped her off), and caught me with her shit in her room. It was on her bed, i had gotten my pants back on… I had been in her bathroom… I walked out of her bedroom as she yelled, headed to the kitchen where my stuff was. She came up to me and went to slap me but i grabbed her. I was bigger than her. I didn’t like being hit and I held her against me..

It was weird…i had this older woman, drunk, in a skirt, against me... still hard. Face to face…i stared at her and then i think she kissed me… she must have been drunk, maybe horny, but i kissed her back. It was a wet dream come true… if I hadn’t jerked off already, i probably would have cum in my pants. we started making out and i was moving us to her bedroom… taking whatever clothes off i could… hers and mine.. i was a 17 year old in heat..

I think I started “Domming” then… throwing her on the bed, telling her about the nasty stuff in the books of hers. ones about being forced into lesbianism, forced into incest with a brother, father, mother… about the women in the books being tied up and used…it wasn’t a discussion, but degradation (didn’t know the term then), i was just hot talking about the dirty things she must have wanted done to her, compared to the girls my age.

I finished undressing and just climbed on her and started fucking her…hard uncontrolled like a teenager… very little skill, mostly power. but rough, she must have liked it I thought… I kept asking her if she wanted to be used like in the books. The rougher I got the better she responded. Then she snapped and told me to do it like a man, tie her up and use her.

I was 17 and had been in boy scouts, gone sailing. i knew knots and rope but never tied anyone up… I had had rough sex, spanking & hair pulling, but that was vanilla compared to this…I had to tie her up… Fuck.

And as I thought about it she was calling me a boy, telling me a man would have done it already and she slapped me…that did it… I slapped her back, first on her face, than her tits. I probably went too far, smacking her almost anywhere…everywhere.. I grabbed the ropes and tied her arms to the bed... no skill... probably marked her wrists too much. (I would do so much more now, wrists, legs, knees, neck…sigh).

I tied her up and just fucked her…i really didn’t know what else to do… I don’t even know if she came… I probably didn’t care in the situation, age, neighbor… “If I knew then, what I know now”

i kept fucking her until I came…then I rolled off of her… I untied her and left…probably in shame… Fuck. I couldn’t believe what I did… it was a long time ago so I don’t remember everything that happened after, but I went home… I don’t think she ever called me to baby sit again… but I think this is probably the reason I dated so many older women, divorcees, teachers, in college and after. I didn’t know how to get girls my age do this but the older women seemed much more honest and open about this stuff… 

Okay that’s it for today… I hope you liked it.

[oldchappizza]

I'm here to fuck your mind before I fuck your body.

[oldchappizza]

The Girl in the Coffee Shop

I come up behind you in line. You look exactly like i expected. Dressed down but sexy. Alluring. I get in line right behind you. I push up to you in line. I encroach on your personal space until I touch my body to yours.

I lean forward and whisper in your ear, telling you not to move or say anything as my hand grabs your neck. Intimately, though we have never met. You stand still and catch your breath. I put my other hand on your stomach. I pull you against me until you feel my cock against your ass.

Then i start to slide my hand down under your pants. I push my fingers past your waistband and into your panties. I lower my fingers, Until I'm touching you softly, you're bare and soft and hot. I can feel the heat as i start to tease your wet cunt. Sliding my fingers along your lips

I tell you to "hide my hand with your bag"

And grind my cock into your ass. I start to play with you as we wait. I can hear you breathe deeply and moan softly. Such a needy little girl. Letting a stranger molest you in public. I lean forward and nibble at your neck and hold you up as i do. I can feel you quiver and pulse around my fingers as i move them in and out softly and slowly.

We approach the counter. We are next.  "Order and get your coffee and go to the family bathroom" And i bite your ear. You nod. I slowly pull my hand out of your pants

Running my fingers between your wet lips.

I put them in your mouth and you suck them clean. "Good girl" i whisper as we step up to the counter. You order and i tell the barista I'm paying for yours and mine.

You turn to protest but stop under my gaze. You just say "thank you sir".

I order my drink and pay for both. We wait. The sexual tension obvious to each of us.

They call your name and you get your drink and look at me again. I nod and look at the hallway.  You smile mentally and then you turn down and go down the hall. I watch you enter the family bathroom and lock the door. I get my drink and then follow you.

I knock and you let me enter.

I don't give you a second. I slap you and as you turn back i lock the door behind me. Then i grab your hair in my fist I turn you to the sink and bend you over it. I spank your ass hard and pull your pants down i feel your wet panties. "Teasing slut you want this" I make you look at yourself in the mirror. Look at yourself. You're about to be fucked by a stranger and you can't help but drip.

I hold you there with one hand and pull your panties down with the other. I use them to get you ready. I fuck two thick fingers into your hot wet cunt. You taste good i think when i pull them out and suck them. Then i take my cock out and line it up with your hole. Your needy hot wet hole. I push my way into your cunt.

I don't wait. I don't care.

I need this. I want this.

You're a wet hole and you deserve this

You are a little slut and a good girl

You know men like me can see it.

We can smell it. So you accept it.

You crave to be used and made into a good slut.

And you smile at yourself as you moan.

I fuck you in the bathroom, making you look at yourself in the mirror and me over you, using you. You don't have a choice. In and out you feel me bang into you. My hips hitting yours. You hear yourself. Wet. Moaning. You beg for more, telling me to do it harder. To spank you.  You can't help it. Your ass turns red.

Some one starts toknock at the door. We don't have much time. I spank you harder. Im close so i say "Tell me to cum in you"

I grunt. I groan. I pull your hair harder. "Tell me" Breed me, fuck me, do it. "Beg"

You plead... Breed me. Fill me. Knock me up. I need your cum sir. You're crying with desperation.

I grunt and groan pulling your hair to pull you back onto my cock. I start to fill your cunt. I'm deep inside you. I couldn't be deeper. Cum with me i tell you. I feel you cum on me. On my cock. I hold your hips making sure every drop is in you. I slowly pull out and pull your panties up. I want you to feel that all day.

I pull you off the sink and down to your knees. I rub my cock on your face. Then i put it into your mouth and you clean it without me asking. I pat your head. "Good girl". You look at me in a daze and smile.

I zip up and grab your purse. I take your license out and make you hold it up to your face. I yake a picture on my phone.  Don't wash your face i tell you or else.  I'll see you again I say and I walk out nudes TBH crowd by the door.

I'm leaving you with cum in your cunt and cum on your face as everyone looks at you. But you're happy. This is what you wanted. It's why you came to the city. Why you put those ads online.

You wonder who will find your ad next  you can't wait. You smile and walk out through the crowd head held high licking the cum off your face.

[oldchappizza]

Body writing.

She knew she would be given a task. But she didn't know what it was. He told her to make a list of words she would want to hear from him when he saw her. She has to write it down for him and surprise him. Her list was long. She put down words like: fucktoy, cumdump, whore. She could never get over the need for degradation and thought that's all she was good for. She both ached with need and felt sadness during her list making. She loved him and knew he loved her, but she always thought she wasn't good enough for him.He came over that night and she was kneeling, waiting for him. He held out his hand and she gave him the list. Not daring to look up at him. He nodded and chuckled to himself. He lifted her head up with a finger under the chin."Bedroom. Strip" he said in his deep voice. "Now" and she ran. Trying to undress on the way. She could hear him putting his keys down. Grabbing a drink as he slowly made his way to the bedroom. He smiled at her as she presented herself. She could see the marker in the hand not holding his drink. "Blindfold" he told her as he unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves. She grabbed one grin the nightstand and placed it over here eyes. Confirming to him she couldn't see. She felt him come close. He touched her. Tracing a finger over her skin. Teasing her. Goosebumps arose all over as he ran his fingers along her hips to her nipples. "Interesting list pet." She couldn't suppress her moan. "Hold still".She knew she would be given a task. But she didn't know what it was. He told her to make a list of words she would want to hear from him when he saw her. She has to write it down for him and surprise him. Her list was long. She put down words like: fucktoy, cumdump, whore. She could never get over the need for degradation and thought that's all she was good for. She both ached with need and felt sadness during her list making. She loved him and knew he loved her, but she always thought she wasn't good enough for him.He came over that night and she was kneeling, waiting for him. He held out his hand and she gave him the list. Not daring to look up at him. He nodded and chuckled to himself. He lifted her head up with a finger under the chin."Bedroom. Strip" he said in his deep voice. "Now" and she ran. Trying to undress on the way. She could hear him putting his keys down. Grabbing a drink as he slowly made his way to the bedroom. He smiled at her as she presented herself. She could see the marker in the hand not holding his drink. "Blindfold" he told her as he unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his sleeves. She grabbed one grin the nightstand and placed it over here eyes. Confirming to him she couldn't see. She felt him come close. He touched her. Tracing a finger over her skin. Teasing her. Goosebumps arose all over as he ran his fingers along her hips to her nipples. "Interesting list pet." She couldn't suppress her moan. "Hold still".

She felt the marker as he started to write on her. All over her. "you'll see this and know what you are, how I see you". Small tears escaped her eyes as she accepted his words, her words that she has given to him. From her shoulders to her feet she was covered. He leaned in. He kissed her softly. "When I take the blindfold off, I want you to look in the mirror and read the words to me. " He took it off and she looked in the mirror. She sobbed and he nodded. "Beautiful Glorious Fierce Intelligent Witty Strong...." By at point she couldn't go on. But was sobbing. As he read the rest. "Loved, cared for, owned...." Only at the last word did she realize what was happening "COLLARED" and she turned to him and he was holding a collar. Hoping she would accept. And never had she felt more at peace then in that moment.

[oldchappizza]

Not mine.

to AliceInWonderland

I ᴛᴇᴀsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪsɪɴɢ ᴏʀ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪsᴇ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ, sᴏ ɪ sᴛᴀʀᴛ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴀsᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴇ. Aғᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ, ᴛᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀʀᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ. Yᴏᴜ sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀᴇ ɢʟᴀᴅ ɪ ᴄʜᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜɴ. Sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋ, ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғʀᴏɴᴛ. Yᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ, ᴘᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴍʏ ʜɪᴘs ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ sᴋɪʀᴛ ᴛᴏᴏ. Yᴏᴜ sᴍᴀᴄᴋ ᴍʏ ᴀss ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ sᴘᴏᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ɪ ᴡʜɪᴍᴘᴇʀ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ. Tʜᴇɴ ʀᴜɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴘᴀʀᴛs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇ, ǫᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ ғʀᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟғ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀɴᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ʀᴀᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ғʟᴏᴏʀ, ʙɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴅɪɢɢɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʜɪᴘs.

[oldchappizza]

The Spanking 

She was a bad girl even though she was good. It was time to give her a spanking but not at home. This needed to make an impression. I went to her office. No one knew me there, so i made an appointment. She didn’t know I was coming. I made the appointment under my business name. It was pretty common in our area, so she wouldn’t expect anything.

I walked in and checked in with the receptionist. She was cute and tried to flirt with me, but was just a child. She checked and told me to go into the office. I walked in and and my friend stared at me turning red. I closed and locked the door. Closed the blinds on the window. “Let the receptionist know we’re not to be disturbed and she can go to lunch now.”

My friend was dressed in a conservative but sexy skirt and blouse. After she called the receptionist I took a seat on a big leather chair and told her to stand in front of me. I looked at her once she was there. “Have you been following our rules?” She looked down, then shook her head no. “Did you cum without asking?” She nodded yes.

“It’s time to pay the piper sweetie. Over my lap.” 

She timidly lies across my lap and I put my left hand in the small of her back. My right hand lifts her skirt up, until I can hold it in my left hand as well. It will keep her from jumping up. She may need it. I haven’t spanked her for punishment yet, just for fun. Now she needs a lesson.

I start slow, just my hand over her panties. Warming her fine round ass up. I remind her that her employees are just outside these office walls and she should be as quiet as possible. She gasps at that and her whole body flushes in embarrassment. I start slow, then warm up and do it harder. When her ass feels hot, and she is breathing hard I stop. 

I tell her to stand and remove her skirt and panties. She looks at me and does it. I hold my hand out and she hands them to me. I place them on the chair next to me and pat my lap. She comes back. I stop her. “On your knees. Take off my belt.“

She kneels in front of me, half naked. Puts her small hands on my belt and undoes the buckle. I move enough for her to pull the belt from the loops and hold my hand out. She knows this will be used on her and smiles as she hands it to me.

I pat my lap and she stands and gets back in place. I slide my hand under her blouse and hold her lower back again. My hand against her hot flesh. I start to spank her with my hand again. Harder. When her ass is red, starting to bruise, I stop again. I slide my hand in between her thighs. I feel her wetness. I start to slide my hand against her slick wet hot pussy. Then push two fingers in, finding little resistance.

I listen to her moans and the sound of my fingers going in and out. As she got closer to cumming I do it harder, then stop. Pulling my hand away from her pussy and spank her hard once. She groans. Begs for more. I remind this is punishment, not fun. She says “Yes Sir, I’m sorry.”

I pick up the belt in my hand. I start to slap her ass with it, not to hard, getting her used to it before spreading her legs more, so I can slap her thighs too. She slowly starts to bruise more her ass, her thighs, welts where the belt hit her. She is moaning and crying. My cock is hard. She feels it lying over me. 

I put the belt down and slide my hand between her legs, getting pussy juice all over my my thumb to use as lube when I slide it in her ass, putting my fingers back in her cunt. Thrusting them together. Hard. Using her holes. Bruising her holes. Punishment. Bruises she should feel for days. In and out. She is crying and moaning. Closer.

I stop, keeping my fingers in her. She pushes her ass and pussy back trying to get me to thrust again. Slowly, bit by bit I pull them out. She is leaking down her legs, as I pick up her panties and give them to her. “Your mouth now, you’ll need it.” She takes them and bites on them. I think I should brought a gag…Hmm. There’s always next time.

I pick up the belt and start again, from the bottom of her thighs to the top of her ass. I hear her cries muffled by her panties. Finally when I think she’s had enough I stop. I tell her to take out her panties and ask her is she will be good, follow the rules. “Yes Sir, I’m Sorry.” She whispers. I smile and tell her to lie on her desk. “Yes Sir.” I let her up  and she walks to her desk. Cleans it off and lies on her back, her legs hanging off and spread. Knowing she is to always be ready for me.

I get up and walk over to her. Still holding the belt. I look down at her. Tell her to put the panties back. She complies immediately and grabs the edge of her desk with her hands. I start to spank her pussy with my hand. Alternating with fingering her. Her wet beaten cunt. Never letting her cum. 

Then I use the belt. Swatting, slapping beating her pussy. She moans and screams through her panties. I stop and play with her between spanks. Knowing she will only cum harder. Finally she is panting and moaning even when i’m not beating or fingering her. I know she can’t last much longer.

I drop my pants, letting my hard cock out. I start to finger her cunt. I play with her clit with my thumb. “Cum for me. Let it go” I tell her. I play harder, three fingers in her pussy, twisting, rubbing and my thumb playing with her clit.

She starts to cum, loudly, moaning, she is squirting. Juices everywhere. I pull my hand out and slam my cock in her as she is cumming. My cock, my groin, my legs are covered, I fuck her hard. I put the belt around her neck, using it to pull her into my. Tighter it goes, making it hard to breath for her. She is moaning and cumming on my cock. Fuck I’m going to fill her. 

I am so close. I pull the belt tighter and slam into her, letting go of everything i have. Cumming deep inside her. She cums again. I feel it against me. As i finish and she finishes, I let go of the belt. She gasps for air and looks at me smiling, and laughing. She is happy. Sated. As am I. I smile back, and help her up, pulling her in. She is shaky, cold, but happy. 

I stay with her at her desk until she is calm. Good girl I tell her. She stands and leans down licking me clean. I get dressed and then hand her her clothes. She dresses. I kiss her and tell her I will call her later. She nods. I walk towards the door. Open it. I walk out. I look back and smile. She hasn’t moved. 

I hope the receptionist had as good as lunch as we did.

[oldchappizza]

The shower

She had said she needed to shower after working out. But I couldn't wait any longer. I was enraptured by her eyes everytime I saw them. So I let her get her stuff ready while I straightened up the rest of the apartment. And locked the doors. I heard her turn on the shower too warm it up and started to the bedroom.

I undressed and then walked into the bathroom. I heard her singing in the shower and pulled the curtain back slowly. I stepped in behind her and she gasped. I whispered it was okay. My hot breath on her ear and leaned against her. My strong hairy chest against her wet smooth back.

I reached around her pushing against her and grabbed the washcloth and soap and threw them to the side. I slid my hands against her side and kissed her neck. You're mine I told her. And I take what's mine when I want. I pulled her hair back and started kissing her neck up to her cheeks as I turned her around.

I pushed her against the tile wall and started into her deep open eyes. At her full lips. I could see her breathing hard as I kissed her deeply. Like a man would kiss the woman who is his heart and breath. Tongues in each other's mouths as the shower rained down on our naked bodies. Our flesh entangling and adding to the heat

My knee found it's way between her thighs and I pushed them apart. I kept one hand in her hair to keep her where I wanted. The other slid down her skin..... From her neck, over her chest, teasing and twisting her nipples until they hard and she was panting. Then down her hips to her thighs. I ran my fingers up and down he though getting closer each time.

Then I found it. Her center. Hot and wet and open. I looked her in the eyes and saw the need. Now my love I asked her. She gasped please as I played with her. So I grabbed my hard cock and lined it up. Entering her slowly. My thighs moving in between hers. I grabbed one leg and lifted. Wrapped it over my hip.

Then I thrust in deep until we were one. One loving hot throbbing being reaching for each other. And I kissed her. It seemed to be forever but then we found ourselves using each other as only those familiar with each other can.

Driving ourselves to a finish. Seeing who could get the other there. We both wanted to enjoy it, but we wanted to other to enjoy it more. We were animals grunting I'm a hot shower. Steam everywhere. And I couldn't help it. Sure drives me crazy.

I drove and thrust deep. Mine I growled and finished in her and felt her cum on me. Always she groaned and we kissed. Only stopping when the water turned cold. We smiled at each other and quickly cleaned up. We got out of the shower.... But never got dressed. Quarantine meant naked days. And most days we never even got out of bed.

[oldchappizza]

The Breakroom 

It was a benefit of the job. A break room. Separate from the cafeteria. It was out of the way. We were in a big building, there was a cafeteria, a gym, and the break room. Almost nobody used it. I didn’t blame them; the pool table was broken, the Foosball table had half the men missing, and the furniture wasn’t that comfortable. But it was a good place to sneak in a nap. One couch was pretty nice. You just had to sneak in when no one was looking and leave the lights off.

I had done it before and never felt guilty as long as i got my work done. So after a rough night of too little sleep, i slipped out of my office, down the halls, and slid inside. I didn’t need the light to navigate..just lay down on the couch and fell asleep. I usually just wake up when I’m ready, so i didn’t even set the alarm on my phone.

I woke up to someone climbing on top of the couch, on top of me. It was dark I couldn’t see them, but i could feel them. It was definitely a woman and she was naked. I didn’t say anything. She lay on me and started to kiss my neck. She was unbuttoning my shirt in the tight space between us. Lifting first her tits, then her stomach than waist. I lifted my hips and let her pull the shirt out of my pants. I was hard and didn’t know who this was. Fuck.

Her tits were on my bare hairy chest. Her nipples were hard as diamonds. She was already burning up. I don’t know how long she had been in the room thinking about this. I reached up and grabbed her head. Feeling a full long mane. I grabbed it and pulled her off my neck and kissed her. Hard. Taking her. Claiming her. If she wanted to play so be it. I would play. She moved her hands between us to my pants undoing the belt and buttons. Fuck, she wasn’t wasting time.

I lift my hips again and she pushes my pants and boxers down. We keep kissing while trying to get them down. Finally they are off, and she rubs her hot pussy on my cock. Its a steam bath in the room. We are sweating, making out like two teenagers, but naked, ready to fuck. 

She started kissing down my chest, licking my nipples, biting them. Fuck. Further, towards my cock. She kneels between my legs. I feel her hands on my cock, stroking it. Then rubbing it all over her face, moaning, making noises. I can’t help but groan. This is good. Fuck.

She takes her face away, continuing to stroke it. Then I feel her tongue on my balls licking them all around. One of her hands raise them, licking just underneath. Fuck, she does know what I like. She licks under and around, then sucks them in her mouth. Lightly rolling them. Then I feel her lick up to the top of my cock, before slowly plunging down. Not stopping until I feel her face against my stomach. She holds me there, licking my cock, until pulling off. I can’t stop groaning.

She reaches up and takes my hands, put them on the sides of her head. “USE ME” i hear her whisper and feel her hands on my thighs. “USE ME” I hear again. I never ignore a ladies desire and slam her head down. My cock goes in her throat. Up and down I use her head and mouth like a fuck toy. That’s what she is a hole for my goddamn cock. Fuck. I could cum right now. Hearing her gag and moan. Feeling saliva dripping down my balls. 

Finally I have enough I want pussy. I lift her up and throw her off the couch onto the floor. I get up and grab her waist lifting. “Grab your ankles” I tell her. She is bent in half in front of me. I use one hand to run my cock up and down her sopping wet pussy. Finally I push in. I bottom out. So good. So Fucking good. Hot, wet, soft, like velvet. I feel her clinch as I enter her and move in an out. 

She’s fucking throbbing. Groaning. Finally I grab both her hips and forget about her, just use her for my pleasure. I hear the sound of cock in pussy. Feel the heat. In and Out. Over and Over, pushing myself closer to the edge. I can’t take it any longer and drive in, cumming in her. “Fuuuuuuck” I groan as I fill her and feel her cum again. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” I’m panting. She’s panting. 

I stand her up. “Get dressed. Don’t clean up.” I feel around for my clothes. I get dressed. I try to straighten up as much as possible. Then I find her and she kisses me softly and whispers..”let me know when you want to leave and get dinner..” and I walk out of the break room and head into my office knowing she will go into hers. 

[oldchappizza]

The Bookstore 

Who doesn’t love a good book store? I mean there are only a few left compared to years ago, but I love them. Browsing until you find one you really want. Flipping through the pages. The smell of the paper. The weight of a hard cover novel. The aroma of coffee in the background. And they have the erotica section in them..at least the good ones do. And not just 50 Shades, but The Story of O, Marquis De Sade, Lolita, etc. and all the erotica on the shelves.

I knew my friend liked bookstores, but never imagined I would take her there on a date. Little did she know we weren’t shopping that night. I told her tonight was the night I was going to use her in public. We had talked about it. Whether it would be on a beach, at a highway rest stop, a public park…places like that. 

But I had a better idea. So I told her to wear a dress or skirt that would give me access whenever and wherever I wanted it. She was my fucktoy anyway, but I wanted it to be easy. I knew just telling her tonight was the night made her wet. So i told her she would be soaked before I took her where anyone who walked by could see. I told her what to wear and laid out her rules for the evening.

1. Wear a skirt or dress with easy access, a lacy little thong (black), a sexy blouse, and high heels

2. Do not look into anyone’s eyes but mine.

3. Do not talk to anyone but me and always use Sir, even in public.

4. I will order your food and drink and you will thank me for it.

5. Wear your full collar with the lock. Tonight everyone will know I own you.

I showed up at 6 PM and parked on the street. Then I got out and walked to her door. I used my key and opened it. As she was taught she was kneeling in the foyer waiting for me, on her knees, hands clasped behind her back, head up, and her leash in her mouth. Such a good girl I thought. 

I stared down at her, deciding if I liked her outfit. Finally I said. “Approved, Stand.” She did, came over to me, waited until i took her leash out of her mouth and then thanked me. I put the leash on the foyer table. “We won’t need this tonight. I know you will behave without it.”

I took her hand and led her out the door to the car. We got in and drove off. I slid my right hand on to her thigh and scratched a bit, moving towards her pussy. I could already feel the heat when I started to push on the lacy thong. As if I would push through it. Finally, when it was wet enough I slid my fingers under the edge and touched her hot wet flesh. She knew tonight she was to be shown off and though nervous..was excited.

We pulled up to a small cafe and parked. I led her in and got us a table. We sat and I took both menus from the waiter. She kept her head down as instructed. I ordered for both of us. I was watching our diets and kept meals lean. She was in training to be my permanent fucktoy. She needed to be in shape. As often as I was planning on showing her off. I thought she was perfect, but I knew she would feel better about it and without reservation, would let me do whatever I wanted.

While the waiter was away I reached into my pocket and gave her a marker, either a sharpie or high lighter or something. Whatever was on my desk. “Put this in your pussy. Keep it there until we get our food. Once the waiter walks away, take it out. Clean it with your mouth. That is your appetizer. Then put it back against your pussy, wrap your lips around it. So it is wet, and pushing against you. That is my dessert for later.”

She nodded grabbed the marker and looked around quickly. She slid her hands down and I could see her struggle to do it while seated. She breathed heavy, bit her lip, and sighed. She had down it. In public, slid a marker into her wet pussy wear anyone could see her. Finally the waiter brought our food. Waited for my approval and left. I nodded at her.

In no time she reached down, lifted her hips and then showed me a glistening marker. She smiled as she slid it into her mouth. Then took it out slowly moving her tongue on it like it was a cock. She then reached down and and moaned as she put it against her wet pussy as I had told her to.

We talked though dinner and I kept mentioning about tonight. She tried to get me to tell her but I wouldn’t. Finally dinner was over and I paid and we left. I led her to the car. I gave her a special pair of sunglasses with sides. I had painted the inside black so she couldn’t see where we were going. I told her to put her seat back and play with that “Slutty wet fucktoy cunt” while we drove. 

She did. I could hear the noises as she slid her fingers in and out of her pussy, against the marker. She was a good girl, not cumming as I hadn’t given her permission. She knows her orgasms are mine to give or take. She is a good girl. The best.

Finally I pulled into the bookstore parking lot. She didn’t know of course. I parked in the back, out of the way..but near a side exit. I had planned tonight. I told her to lift her seat up. Then I leaned over and started kissing her. Biting her lips. Hard enough to bruise. To leave them swollen. To break skin. I did the same to her neck. Marking her as mine. 

I reached down and pulled the marker from her soaking wet panties. I smelled it and then wiped it on her lips. I kissed her again. Sharing her juices with her for dessert. “Take off your panties Toy.” She lifted her hips and complied. I took them from her and stuck them in my pocket. I started to finger her wet squishy cunt. I wanted her on edge ready to cum as soon as I did.

I led her by the hand around the building to the main door and we entered. I took her down the aisles to the Erotica Section. I figured it was appropriate. I pushed her against the books. Smashing her tits and face against them. I grabbed her tits from behind and ground my cock against her ass. She gasped not knowing where she was and from the pain in my touch. Squeezing her tits, bruising them. I kissed her neck a few times and slid a hand to her wet cunt.

I rubbed her clit making her moan. As she got louder I turned her and silenced her with her still wet panties. Then I reached down and opened my pants. I lifted one of her legs and rammed my cock in. I didn’t give her a chance to relax. I reamed that cunt hard and fast. My only purpose cumming in her. Making her cum. As she started crying and shaking with her orgasm, I started to cum as her pussy pulsed around me.

I filled her. I looked around. There was a couple staring at us slack jawed. Flushed breathing hard. They would have a good time later thinking they were us. I took Fucktoy’s panties out of her mouth as I pulled out. I wiped as much cum off my cock as I could before wiping her dripping cunt.

I threw them on the floor by the couple watching us. “Enjoy.” Then I grabbed Fucktoy by the hand and led her to the side door, around the building, and to the car. I threw her in her seat, got in the driver side, and took off. “Do you have anything to say Fucktoy?”

All she said was “Thank you SIr. I hope I made you happy.” I smiled as I drove thinking about our next adventure.

[oldchappizza]

Some More Directions

This is fun. When you are out…at work, at a friends, at school, a doctor’s office, a store…but not home. No this time you are in public. But you are still going to be my wet little mess aren’t you. You are going to do this for me. 

You’re wearing a skirt, one loose enough to slide your hand under discreetly. And you will, but not yet, oh no. First you need to work up to it. You need to scroll through Tumblr or read a story or watch a video.  Find things that excite you, that make your nipples hard, your pussy wet and achy, your clit throb, begging to be touched. These should be things you think about that you want to do, that you fantasize, but that you haven’t done. At least not yet.

These things are your naughty desires. The things you don’t even admit to.It could be simple as anal sex, masturbation in a public place, even just going out without panties. Or more, like fucking in public, being watched by others,  having a threesome (or more). But whatever it is, it should be what excites you. What would make you cum if you were allowed. Keep looking for them; the photos, the stories, the gifs, the videos. The things you want done, the things you want to do. Focus on them. And how they make you feel. For me. 

Once you feel your pussy start to get warmer, pinch your nipples, tease them, twist them. Lick your fingers and play with them. Better yet, if you can, lick and bite them..for me, because I’m not there. Do this wherever you are… at your desk, in a meeting, walking in the hall.  Be discrete or open, but do it… Do it so the touch excites not just your nipples, but your pussy too. Do it so your heart races. Let someone see if you dare. 

Is your pussy wet yet? Do you want to touch it? Think about what you’re going to do when you’re allowed.  Do you want to play with your pussy lips, tracing your fingers up and down, teasing them so they open wide? 

Or do you want to rub your clit…. lightly or hard,  pinch it,  stroke it,  rub it in circles, what would you do to show me what you like.  Or do you want to slide your fingers, or a magic marker, or something else in and out for me? What do you want to do to without anyone else knowing.. When you’re finally allowed…

Focus on those thoughts. Because you will do it…but you won’t cum. You may want to. You may think you need to, but I haven’t given you permission yet. Remember that as you begin to play for me. Do the thing you have been thinking about. Touch yourself. Is your cunt wet, hot, swollen. GOOD. I like it that way. Think about how you would show me. Are you going to send me pictures or video…what about posting on your blog or having me post. Are you willing to share your wet pussy with the world. Show them how needy you are.

Start to play. Look around where you have chosen to do it. Think about the room you are in, the place you are, the people there, if they could see you touching your self, playing with yourself. What would they do? Would they turn away, would they touch themselves, would they take and use you for their pleasure. What do you want them to do?

I would use you. However I wanted. For my pleasure. Because for now, you are only edging…unless I let you ruin an orgasm. Do you want to ruin an orgasm for me. Play with yourself until you just start to cum..until you can’t hold it back anymore, then stop. I said STOP. Don’t touch. Let it barely cum, let yourself barely feel it. RUINED. So close. Now you are done. No touching. 

You can plead and beg. Think about that. You can ask me. Hope I give you an orgasm. My gift to you. But instead. If you are good. In an hour, you can ruin another orgasm for me. Because I like you in denial. I like you wet and achy and needy. You like being that way don’t you. Think about it. Is this what you want. If so, in an hour. Do it again.

How many orgasms have you had in your life. Maybe we should ruin that many. Maybe for the next few days, weeks, months, years, you can play catch up. Knowing that it makes me hard. Makes me cum so good. Pleases me. And you can please me. The more you beg, the harder I get. The more I deny you, the better my orgasm is. And that’s what counts. Don’t you agree?

[oldchappizza]

Shoe Shopping 

She was leashed, tail in place, hanging down, just so it showed past the edge of her skirt. She was wearing it everyday. I had told her, that she wasn’t allowed to take it out unless she was going potty or I was fucking her. I wasn’t even sure how long it had been now. She was getting used to it. I think she was growing to need it. I loved it. 

She even wore it at work, tucked in her waist, hidden. I had told her she didn’t have to, that she could just wear a regular plug, but she preferred it. She said she was my pet and she wanted to always feel that way. I just made sure she knew that once she chose that, she couldn’t go back.

But at home, where she was naked with her collar..it was all she wore unless i picked something else out. However, when we went out, she couldn’t hide it. I always gave her a direction.

Wear a short skirt so it shows under the hem,

Wear it over the waist band, but with a top that lets it be seen, or

One of the bottoms, we cut a hole or slit in so it can stick out.

I decided today would be a short skirt. I wanted to take her shoe shopping. Since we had all day with nothing else planned I could take her a little further than usual to a large city, where we didn’t know anyone, where I could take a bit more liberty in exposing her.

I laid out her outfit. A short loose skirt, so i could do more with it, a light flowery blouse, frilly socks and little girl heels. We didn’t usually play this way, but I figured why not, have her call me Daddy in public. I picked a more discreet collar but gave her three more directions. Do your hair in pigtails, put on makeup (but something a teenager would do), and carry a teddy bear at all times. She looked at me, smiled and skipped down the hall. She was already getting in character.

As soon as we were ready, we headed to the car, where I had her lay back and pull her skirt up. She was to be exposed like that any time we were in the car. She was to always have one hand holding the teddy bear and one hand playing, edging…she didn’t know we had a two hour drive.

To start I went to the drive through…we needed breakfast. She started to cover herself. I looked at her and shook my head. She closed her eyes as we pulled closer to the window. I told her “Open your eyes, don’t stop touching, stare at the cashier, make eye contact, don’t look away.” She nodded, open mouthed. I could already see drool forming as she got more into character. 

We pulled up and it was a sexy young lady, maybe early 20s. She told me how much and as she reached for the money, she saw my girl. “FUCK” she gasped. dropping the money. It fell between the car and the store. I got out and picked it up. As I handed it to her, I told her, she could join us one day if she wanted if she was lucky. She couldn’t look away. My girl was rubbing her red wet pussy in circles. Finally I snapped my fingers to break the trance and the cashier gave me my change. Then the food, barely paying any attention. Only saying…”I’d like to be lucky one day.” I got in the car and drove off.

There was already a puddle under my little slut…good thing she is trained to lick up her mess. I reached in the bag and broke off a small piece of her sandwich and fed it to her. She was following directions well. One hand on her bear, one on her kitty. I actually chuckled at the thought. “Thank you Daddy” she said. I smiled and thought about the rest of the day.

We drove for a while longer, until we hit the outskirts of the city. I found the upscale mall I had looked for. With a bit of spending money, I figured there might be less bother here to do what we want…well what I want. I drove into the parking garage and found the valet. I pulled up and and and one of the young men went to the passenger door and froze. She was a good girl and was in the car, so was still playing. I opened my door and stepped out. “Open the door” I told him. He did.

Then I told her to get out and clean up. She stepped out holding her skirt and tail and teddy bear out of the puddle of pussy juice and then bent over in the door. She licked her juice from the seat. Making sure it was spotless when it was done. “MMMMMmmm. Yummy.” She turned and winked at the valet. I handed him my keys and took the ticket. He was still standing motionless as we walked away. I took her hand and led her into the mall.

I knew what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go, what would happen…at least the outline. I like planning fun things like this. First I took her to Victoria Secrets. I told her to pick something sexy to try on..that she could model it for me, but the No Panties rule still applies. She said “Okay Daddy” loud enough for the girls working there to hear. I could see them smirk. I’m sure it wasn’t the first time. My little girl picked out a couple of baby doll outfits, chemises, etc. She called me over to the dressing rooms. She went in and changed then called out “Ready?” 

She came out in a little black baby doll, that barely covered her hips. She stood proudly, still holding her teddy bear. “You like Daddy?” I was speechless and nodded. She was usually much more reserved, shy then this. Maybe leaving our home area was a better idea then I thought. One of the salesgirls came up to me and said it is a nice choice, but gasped as my little girl turned around and she could see the tail. “Oh my, she’s got a….” The salesgirl trailed off. 

My little girl showed off a few more times, the salesgirl just speechless. I could see the pussy juices flowing down my little pet’s thighs. She never let go of the teddy bear where I could see. The jarring difference between the pig tails and the teddy bear and the outfits and tail was amazing. I was hard as a rock. I was going to need release.

I knew there were out of the way bathrooms. I knew we had to pay and I needed my little girls mouth. Soon. Fuck I was aching. Maybe this was a bad idea. I hadn’t been so ready to cum in awhile. I would have to adjust my plan. I went to the dressing room and told her to get dressed, we had to go. I grabbed the outfits and told the salesgirl to ring us up..NOW. I paid, grabbed the bag, and dragged my little girl into the mall.

We went down a little and made a turn in a hall. There were bathrooms and I pushed her into the family one. I pushed her down to her knees, opened my pants and shoved my cock in her mouth. I grabbed her pigtails and brutally fucked her face. Harder then ever before. She was gagging and started crying, but never pulled away. Her make ran. Fuck I was going to cum. I noticed she was grinding her cunt on her teddy bear and I came so hard. I filled her mouth. She tried to swallow, but some dripped out. 

I let go of her hair. She pulled off my cock, took a couple of deep breaths, then cleaned me up. She had been trained well. Then she finished and said “Thank you Daddy. I never let go of the bear. I am a good girl right?” I twitched, I was spent, but she was so hot. I knew this was a day to remember.

“You are a very good girl.” I picked her up and kissed her and then led her out. She didn’t even go to wipe off the cum or fix her make up. She knew I liked the world to see what a good little whore she was. She smiled and skipped into the mall. “Come on Daddy, we need to do more shopping.”

I carried the bag and watched her get looks from everyone…the men mostly leered, lust in their eyes. Many embarrassed not used to seeing someone so wanton. The women stared too. Most with disgust, at her and me, but some with lust…either wanting her or to be her. She was my dirty little girl. I took her into Build-A-Bear and Disney Store…and yes I bought her a few things. She would say “Thank you so much Daddy. I love you” then we would kiss. I was starting to ache again. Every look, good or bad, aroused me more.

And I could smell her. She would bend over from her waist every chance she got. Showing off her ass, her tail, her pussy. But no one ever said anything. They didn’t know what to say. I could see her little pussy pulse, drip, spread open. Her nipples were hard, pushing against her shirt. I helped by pinching them every chance I had. 

Finally I took her to the last store I had planned for. It was an upscale shoe store. I went in and there were two people working. A young man and a young woman. Both fit, fashionable, what you would expect in a store selling shoes for as much as $1000 a pair. I told them “My little girl is becoming a woman, she needs a pair of heels, can we get some help.” 

Then she skipped in, nipples hard, make up runny, cum on her face and shirt, holding the little teddy bear. “Daddy, am I getting shoes? Yay!!” then she kissed me. The guy turned red and sputtered..”I’m going on lunch..She’ll help you.” He turned and ran into the back.

The woman turned to us and said “I’m Gwen,” and held out her hand to me. I took it and we shook warmly. “I am sure I can help you find something you like” with a wink. In a place like this, I am sure they had seen other men with money come in with young women doing something like we did. One of the reasons I picked this mall and this store.

Gwen asked my little girl to sit so she could measure her feet and help her with shoes. My little pet sat, lifting her skirt so it wouldn’t get wet as her cunt leaked and moved her tail to the side. Gwen could see the tail and my little girls pussy twitching. She stood…said “I need to make sure we aren’t disturbed. She went to the door of the store and closed it. Put an OUT TO LUNCH sign on it. She came back and said “Let’s do this on the chairs by the back, they can’t be seen from the front of the store.” 

We followed her and my little girl sat again, same position, but this time, she spread her legs and stroked her kitty. She smiled and licked her fingers every few minutes. Gwen was very professional. She took foot sizes and then excused herself to get some heels. She came back and slowly peeled the socks from my little girls feet and massaged them for a minute. “That feels so good Gwen..mmmm.”

Gwen rubbed my girls ankles watching her rub her little pussy. Then started putting different heels on. Finally she said “these are the fuck me heels. I bet your Daddy would like them on you. Maybe he would like fuck me heels on both of us. I bet you, your Daddy is big pervert and could think of things for us both to do just wearing these heels. Well, Daddy” Gwen said. Fuck I thought.

“Daddy we need to cum..do you want us to cum together?” Gwen asked me. She took my girls hand and licked her fingers, then pulled her up. She undid her top and then pulled the skit down. They started making out, she grabbed the bear with my little girl and pushed it into my little girls pussy. Fuck I thought. I guess I have an invitation. I went behind Gwen and lifted her skirt over her ass. It was round and firm and had a purple thong. I squeezed it and she moaned into my girls mouth.

She pushed my little pet back on the chair, got on her knees, and pushed her face between my pet’s legs. “Oh god…do that..Fuck.” I could see Gwen eat my girls little pussy, devour it. I thought fuck this. I pulled my cock out and pulled Gwen’s thong to the side. I slid my cock in this stranger’s pussy. We had just met and she was the middle of our threesome. I said “Baby Girl you can cum after I fill this slutty cunt up.” 

“Thank you Daddy.” and she grabbed Gwen’s head pulling it into her pussy further. “Make my Daddy cum and then make me cum.” Fuck this was hot. I was thrusting into this tight cunt as she ate my little girl. I had planned a fun day, but not this good. Over and over I slammed into the little tight pussy. Finally I started cumming. “Take it Gwen, take my cum you fucking slut. Eat my baby and make her cum. Cum baby girl, cum for Daddy like a cheap dirty whore. Ugghghh” I filled the cunt on my cock. Filled it and watched cum drip.

I could feel her twitch cumming on me at the same time. I could see my baby girl’s eyes roll up in her head. It had been hours of teasing and she was cumming so good. Finally we all came down. I grabbed Gwen and told her to clean my cock. I told my pet to clean Gwen up. She did eating my cum right out of Gwen’s cunt and made her cum again. Then they shared a deep kiss, passing cum back and forth until it was all gone.

Finally we fixed our clothes, grabbed our bag and said goodbye. I told Gwen we would be back. We had found what we needed, but not the shoes we wanted. I told her this might become a regular shopping trip. She said to let her know as she would make sure the schedule had her on. She gave me her card. It said she was the owner of the store. We both kissed her goodbye and walked back to the valet.

I handed the valet the ticket and he slowly walked away backwards staring at my little pet. Finally he turned the corner to the lot. I pushed my pet against the wall and kissed her hard. The valet came back and opened the doors. I walked my liitle girl to the car…”Clothes Off.” She smiled, and took them off, and threw them in the back. She got in the car, spread her legs, and started humping her bear again. “Good girl.” I gave the valet $10 and got in my side and drove away.

We had a nice little drive to get home, but after watching her hump herself I needed to pull over. I found a scenic overlook and dragged her out of the car. I bent her over the hood, pulled her tail and drove deep in her ass. I had already cum twice today so this lasted awhile. I played with her clit while she twisted and pinched her nipples I know she came. I don’t know how often. Her juice covered the car, our legs, everything. Finally I came hard in her ass. I quickly grabbed her tail and plugged her as I pulled out.

“My cum stays there until I tell you to pull your tail.” We got in the car, I told her she doesn’t have to play. I covered her with a blanket and she napped until we got home. I parked and walked around to her side. I woke her and picked her up. I carried her in. I figured I could get the bags tomorrow, right now, I just wanted to lay down with my baby girl.

[oldchappizza]

Santa and His Elf Part 2 

“Ho Ho Ho Everyone” I looked at my little angel of an elf…she couldn’t meet my eyes..as I waved at all the kids and their parents and grandparents. I walked towards my seat, which was more like a throne, decorated for the holidays. It was large enough for the older children to sit next to me as opposed to on my lap. My little angel was at the front of the line, barely able to look up.

We moved the children through the line as fast as possible, the photographer working with the parents/grandparents to get them to smile, though some would never be happy with a strange man in a red costume. I did my best to make everyone comfortable, except my angel in an elf costume. Each time she stood close enough I brushed a hand against her, sometimes squeezing a bit to remind her what was to come.

As it go later, our break approached. I decided it was time and gave the normal signal..The Santa costume got hot, and there were set breaks for me to cool down. Only this break would be the first of many that were different from those that came before. My angel of an elf started letting everyone know there would be a fifteen minute break for Santa to get his cookies and milk..and then followed me into the toy shop. Into our private sanctuary.

I started to take off the coat and the pants which also contained the extra padding for the costume. I knew I only had few minutes before going back out to the kids and had to put the first part of my plan in place.

She came in behind me and closed the door. Standing just inside, looking down, too nervous to meet my eyes. “Angel, the table” I said. She looked up and stood still. I pointed and nodded my head. She tentatively walked over. She looked at the stockings and the ribbon and the bell. She touched the stocking with one of her small delicate hands.

“Put it on.” She picked them up slowly and looked around. “Here. Now. 10 minutes left.” She looks at me and nods. She sits in her chair and takes her boots off. She looks at me, blushing. I look back and nod. She slowly stands and puts her hands on her hips, pushing the pants down, hiding her eyes. I can see her flush, breathe heavy following my orders. She tries to hide herself, but i watch her, her hips, her ass, as she turns, wiggles the pants off. 

She sits and looks at me quickly then takes the stockings, pulling the up her legs. As she gets to her thighs, she has to stand again, and can’t do anything but expose her pert round ass in a pair of little boyshorts. So enticing, so round and pert. But I can wait..anticipation will build. 

She finishes and pulls her dress down..I point at the boots. She sits and puts them on. I tell her to bring the ribbon and bell to me. She comes to me. Looks down, holds her hand out with the ribbon and bell. I take it and close her hand over it. The other hand tilts her head up. “Once I put this on..it comes off only when I say so.” She catches her breathe. Looks into my eyes. “Yes sir” she whispers, smiles, and looks down.

I open her hand, take the ribbon, and pull her body against mine. I can feel her breathing, almost panting. I push myself against her. I reach around her, center the bell over her ass, and then pull the ribbon forward. I tie a bow just under her belly button. “Every time you walk, you will make everyone look at that little tight behind of yours my Angel. Everyone will watch you. But it is mine. Until I take that off. And then after, if I decide it to be that way. You understand my naughty girl.”

Finally, she shows excitement..”Yes Sir, exactly that. Thank you Sir”. 

“Walk to the table, I want to hear the bell.” I watch her walk, listen to the small tiny sound the bell makes. Just enough to turn and look for it. I follow her. Put my hand on her shoulder. “Hands on the table.” She puts both hands on the table. “Don’t move.” I go and finish getting dressed.

I walk back over to her. I put one hand on her shoulder to make sure she doesn’t move. The other i run up her legs, between her thighs. I can feel the heat between them, through her stockings. I rub, she gasps, and tries to move. I hold her firm. “You are mine, if i want to touch you i do.” I rub harder, faster…I can tell she is close, but I am watching the clock. Right before she cums, I say “Times up, we have to go out to the kids again”.

I walk to the door and step out with a “Ho Ho Ho Everyone!”

[oldchappizza]

Santa and His Elf Part 1 

Every year…i got the call. It was the Holiday season and a Santa was needed. I didn’t mind it was fun and I got to look at all the moms with their kids, imagining what it would be like to have them sit on my lap. The extra money was good but the women were why I did it. And my helpers..every once in a while i got lucky. instead of a Mrs. Claus, I would get a sexy little elf..2016 was my lucky year.

We typically worked at night after work and all weekend. Having Mondays off. I needed some time to do my own shopping…It was a smaller mall so they only had one helper, but she was sexy little thing. Short, red headed, glasses, a cute as a button nose with a little piercing, younger then me and she acted shy. But sexy. We had a little North Pole toy shop for breaks. We spent time in there together getting to know each other. She called me Sir because of the age difference, but I wondered…she did everything I asked her with a “yes Sir.” 

I decided to see what would happen if i suggested she make here costume sexier..keep the dads entertained a bit during the wait, while knowing i wanted her to do it for me. Once Sunday I suggested she find a shorter costume then the one the mall gave her..it went down to her knees, and was too big. She should have something a bit tighter. “Yes Sir” she said as she left for the night…picking her bag up, bending over..looking back a me…biting her lip. She was trying to show off..but too nervous to do it right, and the dress didn’t help…

We had Monday off so after work I ran some errands and picked up a few things for the mall…if things worked out..I would need them for my little red headed elf. I packed my bag for the next day and threw it in the car with the costume.

I went into work early so i could get to the mall and change before the lines started..I had to bring in my bag and not let me little elf know what was in it. The next few days would be long. She showed up in a new green dress..It looked velvet, soft and touchable. Much more form fitting than the sack the mall gave her. I showed off her curves, she was not too big anywhere, like a sexy little sprite, maybe a fairy. But for now she was my elf. She still wore the ugly pants and boots from the mall. But i had plans to change that. 

We were in the back before we had to open up and I told her she should sit on my lap and tell me what she wanted. She wasted no time jumping up and sitting on my lap..“Yes Sir..Thank You Sir”. She sat on my lap and I felt her little ass on my cock. I was hard and she didn’t move..so i put a hand around her waist and the other on her leg.

In my best Santa voice “Well little girl..you have to tell me what you want for Christmas, and if you were good or bad..Don’t lie because I know if you are on the Nice or Naughty list…HO HO HO”.. she looked at me, almost shaking..then she looked down, not meeting my eyes.. and in a whisper answered..

“I was good. Very good. But I…I um…want to be bad..please. I want to be on the naughty list Santa…please tell me what to do.”

I could have cum there…She was begging me to be her Sir..She was putting herself out there…I couldn’t say no, but i couldn’t scare her away..We had time for her to learn..to earn her position, as my dirty, naughty, little slutty elf. 

I looked at her, she had her head down..i grabbed her hair and pulled her face up to mine..I licked my lips staring at her..glaring at my prey..“I will make you naughty..my little angel, you will become my dirty elf.” With my other hand I grabbed her neck and kissed her, shocking her. Then let her go..Get ready for the children my elf. I will give you further direction later.

I let her down on shaky legs and adjusted myself. Then stood and helped her to the door of the toy shop. It was time to begin the line up..She stepped out and I went to my bag. I took out a bell on a ribbon..and striped stockings..I left them on the table. I walked to the door and stepped out with a “Ho Ho Ho Everyone!”

[oldchappizza]

Rules to live by

I am trying to work on some rules, not for a dynamic, but in general in the life style after seeing too much abuse (and I am not innocent, mistakes happen), but these are for everyone, including myself. Please let me know what you think and let’s add what’s missing. Explanations and definitions after.

Real Life Comes First: Health, Family, Work. (in that order)

Be Better Everyday.

Own who you are.

Try to Stay Positive.

No putting yourself down.

Respect.

Communication is required.

1. Without Health you can’t take care of the other two things. If you are a sub and your Dom/Domme put himself/herself first over this, they are wrong. Same with Family. If you are a Dom/Domme - take care of yours as if they are most important thing you can cherish.

2. Try to be a little better everyday. You don’t need to do everything at once, but in small steps. Eat a bit healthier, exercise a bit more, make that phone call to tell someone you love them, try to express yourself a little more, write down a goal, make a plan, take the first step. Start something. But find a reason you CAN, not a reason you Can’t 

3. You may be a Dom/sub/switch, gamer, geek, artist, nudist, conservative, radical, etc…don’t let some one else tell you, that you can’t be that in the lifestyle. Own it, that’s part of you. It makes you who you are.

4. Stay positive. Life pushes us down, all of us. We need to support each other and ourselves. Whether it is family, work, or friends, or anything else, focus on the good - the negative can get the hell out. And that leads us to the next item.

5. YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL AND HANDSOME AND FUNNY AND SEXY AND STRONG AND FIERCE. Man or woman or trans or cis or any other term. This is inclusive. Don’t compare yourself to anyone, be the best you, that you can be. Others put us down, but everyone is sexy in their own way. Love yourself - we all love you already for being you.

6. Respect: Before you say what you are thinking, stop attacking, why are you doing it. Respect each other. Our kinks too. What I like may not turn you on, but it’s not your kink. Don’t be nasty. The rest of the world already is.

7. Communication. First NO GHOSTING. Be a human being, and, tell someone you are done. It is hard, but be fair to them. And if you can’t talk, or don’t want to say it. Answer questions, be there for someone or fuck off. We don’t need you in this with us. I’m not saying talk to everyone, but if you have a dynamic, a friend, a play partner, a spouse, etc. talk to them. No more hiding. Fuck you if you do.

[oldchappizza]

Pies and more, Prologue 

I always liked baking. I don’t know why. Maybe because my folks got divorced when I was younger and I had to cook and bake at home. I learned to help my mom during the week and my dad on the weekend. It was nice to do stuff together.

But of the two, it was much more fun to bake. It was science, but art too. I could give out cookies, cakes, muffins, pies, etc. for presents, bring desserts, make brunch special. And while everyone knows you can cook a woman’s dinner and get lucky once in awhile. I found out if I baked and brought a really good dessert somewhere, instead of the normal bottle of wine, phone numbers would roll in.. I would tease the women I talked to, that we’d bake together, but only aprons were allowed. No one ever took me up in the offer, until one did.

I had entered a local pie baking contest at the library. It was all women, young, old, married, single, PTA members, library volunteers, etc. And Me. I brought in my pies (three, I had entered different categories) and could almost here the snickering. I smiled, knowing, i had a chance to win all three categories but at least one.

The contest began and the pies were tried by the judges, old crusty women like you see in movies about small towns, but raunchy and funny. I am glad the pies were numbered so they didn’t know whose was whose. But when they talked about the cream ones, i could feel my face burn. 

There were a lot of women in the room waiting for the results and a few caught my eye. Some looked back at me. I was hopeful but stayed in the corner, the lone male, prey, in a den of lionesses. I kept my head down, reading the paper. Trying to ignore the looks..still imagining laughter. Then all of a sudden it was time for the award of the winners. They started with the cookies and then continued through the cakes, muffins, etc..Pies would be last. I could wait.

A few of the ladies going up threw me a smile..I would see them after at the reception. I would have to find them or let them find me. There were one or two who were stunning and from what i could tell didn’t have wedding rings on. In a smallish town like this, better to be safe than sorry. Finally the pies were announce. I put away my paper and eased closer to the front of the room.

There were categories for Fruit Pie, Cream/Custard Pie, and sweet. I had entered all of them and hope to win them all. I wasn’t cocky…I just loved pie. And dessert too. 

First was the fruit pie. They called out the third place winner for an apple pie, pretty standard. She was one of the moms, kids in tow, and went up and got her plaque. Next was number two..for a Strawberry Rhubarb. hard to make and get right. I waited to see who walked up and it was dark haired little woman.. Damn. Smoking hot in black boots, jeans, and a ripped t-shirt. Like a motorcycle vixen ready to hit the road. Not what I would have imagined here. I could hear the twittering in the audience. Not one of them.

I waited figuring i still had a shot. The woman got her plaque, but didn’t leave the stage. Just stared out at the women snickering until they stopped, then she looked at me. I couldn’t break her sultry gaze. She was not from here. i had to find out who she was. I didn’t even hear my name until they called it a few times. I walked up and go my little trophy and some polite applause. 

Then I walked down the stairs. They started announcing the winner for the cream/custard pie. I had missed the motorcycle vixen’s name before but caught it now. Dawn. It fit her. Full of possibilities. She looked at me on her way down the stage. Then the second place winner was announced..one of the older ladies and she got the most applause so far. Small town protocol and all. Finally they announced the winner was a Boston Cream pie…I knew it had to be mine. I started walking forward as they announced my name. I only heard one person clap and turned..It was her. 

After I got my 2nd award, i left the stage. Wondering if I would be run out of town if i won again. They started calling the Sweet pie winners and the old lady who came in second in the last category came in third. I could swear she skipped on stage, looking half her age. Finally they called my name and Dawn’s name and asked us to go up on stage. They said it is rare to have 1 person show in all 3 pie categories and this year it happened to two people. 

We looked at each other..looked at the judges.. Finally they said Dawn won. I sighed (in relief). I took my plaque and started down the stairs. All of a sudden i felt a hand grab mine, and it was electric. I knew who it was. I stopped. She was two steps higher than me, able to look in my eyes. “Hi” she said. “I’m Dawn”.

“No…you’re stunning.” I turned red. Looked down. “HI Dawn, I’m Steve…” I didn’t know what else to say. “You’re cute”. She leaned down, kissed me on the cheek. Put a piece of paper in my hand. “Call me later. You can find out why my pie won…” Then she turned and slipped out the door. I looked at the number in my hand, stuck it in my pocket and don’t remember anything until I got home and found the phone in my hand. “Hi Dawn…It’s Steve…”

We talked for awhile and I found out she had a kid. It was okay. I loved kids. just never had them. She had moved away from here young, got married, had a kid, lost her husband, and was a single mom now. She was amazing. We connected. I invited her to go out to dinner. She said she would cook for me…but that we would have to do it at my house..at least for a first date. She tried to keep her social life from affecting her son. i was glad, we had just met but she trusted me to come here. i said i would make dessert, she said she’d help, but when she baked, she only wore and apron. Would that be okay.

I think i dropped the phone or fainted or swooned. I don’t remember, but i finally uttered “That’s my line” A deep throaty laugh followed..”We’ll see Friday…” 

I had a few days to clean up and prepare. A bachelor has to be able to “freshen up” the place so to speak, but I did more..I even changed the sheets (All guys do it just in case). I was nervous..something i hadn’t been in years..

Friday came. I bought flowers for her, even though she was coming here. I put red and white wine and beer in the fridge..I didn’t know what she wanted, what she would expect.

The knock on the door was at 7 exactly. It was her, but not her..from Motorcyle Vixen to Fashion model..her hair was curvy, wavy, stunning. I was in awe. She had a dark maroon dress on, tight but not squeezed on. She was more curvy than i remember. I looked her up and down. Stupid i know. “Take a picture” she said and laughed. She pulled up her dress a bit..”I still have the boots..Now bring in the bags.” I looked next to her and saw three grocery bags on the ground. I jumped to. Grabbed them, asked her in, led her to the kitchen. “Good boy” she said and kissed me on the cheek. 

I offered her a drink and she chose a beer. (My kind of girl). I gave a her a quick tour and then she shooed me out of the kitchen. “I said I would cook for you. You bake later. 30 minutes..then set the dining room table.” I shook my head. She was already in charge. It was nice. I put on some music..classic rock, punk, something raucous..I set the table for two. Even finding a candle stick. I found a vase for the flowers i forgot to give her and set them on the table. I paced, sat down, got up. I felt like a boy on his first date. Finally 30 minutes were over. I walked to the kitchen, leaned against the door frame. 

She was whistling, moving like a banshee, plating food, apron on, hair flying around. “Hey gorgeous..am i allowed in now.” She turned and blushed at me. She put her hair back in place. “You caught me..I just love cooking for someone. It’s nice. Being able to make someone happy. Sorry.” She finished up and gave me two plates and i took them to the table. I walked back and she handed me some platters and followed me after taking off the apron. 

I ran back for two more beers and we sate down to dinner..It was light, tasty, complex, and simple. We talked for two hours over empty plates and bottles. She whispered..”aren’t you going to make dessert.” I laughed, helped clear the table..we did a quick clean up in the kitchen and I told her it was my turn alone. She said..”Only aprons right..” and walked out. I figured what the hell. I dropped my clothes off and put on my apron. I started to bake a custard pie, not too long and some scones for the coffee. I was taking them out of the oven when i heard “Though you could use some help” 

I turned, she was there…only her apron. and her boots..Fuck. She sauntered in..stood in front of the island, then pulled her self up on it, put her apron between her long legs, smiled. “HI”.

To be continued.

[oldchappizza]

Pain Paddle Cuddle Puddle, a lost BDSM book by Dr. Seuss (but not really) 

I walked down the block, and I was a Dom. She was sub, I knew as a bomb.

Sexy and bright, a star in the night, ready for spanking to make it alright.

She was curvy and horny, and all around porny. I knew she’d be mine, it would just take some time.

So I asked her out, and she gave a pout. Then she said yes, you don’t have to guess. A date is great, but we’ll need wrist restraint.

I made the plans, a spanking a plenty, whips, chains and bruising, nothing is gently.

So we went to dinner and met some friends, one of them joked about getting depends. 

Bathroom control, its not my kink, but my new female friend, her face turned bring pink.

I invited them all, to come back to my home, so we could party like Caligula, in ancient Rome.

There were men, there were women, even pets too. It would be an orgy, for a week, maybe for two.

We bought beer and some food (cheesecake and bacon), picked up our toys, plugs for the taking.

They all came in front, the door was left open, cumming back, well that was after the roping.

Riggers and Doms, put the subs in their place, Dommes joined in, had the pets race.

At the end, We were naked and covered in cum, some of the lickers, cleaned up and said yum.

The sadists were tired, the masochists red, the littles were quiet, the breeders were bred.

It was time to unwind and get out of our heads, so we cuddled on couches, tables and beds.

All i could see, everything was a muddle, one big Pain Paddle Cuddle Puddle 

[oldchappizza]

On the Deck 

Sometimes you just need a release. It’s months between sessions and an opportunity presents itself. A friend who was more then a friend comes over. Nothing has happened between you for a long time, but she looks as sexy as ever. She’s sexier than the first time you met her 20 years ago. Yeah, she doesn’t always feel it but the mature her is so much hotter. And she’s a yin to your yang. She is the masochist to your sadist, your toy when she lets you play with her.

She comes over for a drink. Just two friends, but she’s wearing a sexy dress, off the shoulder, and you think, you know you need to do something. You go outside under the stars, sit at the bar on your deck. You open a couple of beers and talk, but you can only wait so long. You go behind her and pull her hair, long and blonde, exposing her neck. You kiss it and bite it. You whisper “you remember your safeword? i don’t stop without that. Say it.” She nods. She says it and you stop. “good.” Do you want to continue. She nods again.

You walk in front of her. One hand still clutching her hair. With the other, you reach out and pull her dress open. “Open your mouth.” She does. You spit on her tits. She swallows. Your heart races. You spit in her mouth. Again. Your cock throbs. You need this. You slap her with your free hand. “I hate you” she says. You slap her again and she repeats her words. The same as the first night you played. The slut wants it. She needs it as bad as you do. These are the words you use together. 

You pull her from the stool by her hair, and grab her neck, squeezing a bit, making her gasp. You can already smell her pussy. You know what she likes, what she needs. You push her against the wall, pushing up with the hand on her neck, you let go of her hair. You reach down and pull her dress up. “Hold it up cunt.” She reaches down and rolls it up, exposing her black lace panties. They are wet. Dripping in the dark under the stars.

You slide your fingers down against them. She moans as you do. “I’m going to make you cum, I’m going to hurt you, I’m going to use you however I want.” She moans and whimpers with the words. You bite her shoulder…”No, my husband..fuck..fuck..okay..more..oh god…bite me..hurt me.” She cries as cums as you do. You have barely touched her pussy through the panties. You mark her shoulder. You should have done this more. Fuck she tastes good…sweat and perfume and skin and woman.

She needs to cum, you need to make her cum, she needs you to. You push her panties to the side. You rub her mound, lightly, feeling the hair she keeps trimmed, blonde and sexy. You slide your fingers around her pussy lips, feeling her drip. Her thighs quiver, she is shaking. He doesn’t touch her like this. No one does. She knows what you can give her and can’t deny she needs it.

You slide your fingers in her wet cunt. She is full of juice, you start to finger fuck her. Hard, no mercy. You batter her cunt and she starts to cum. 1 time, 2 times, 3 times, you lose count. Her juices squirt down. Dripping down her leg, covering the deck. You don’t know how many times you have done this to her but it never gets old. The sound enough could make you cum. Having her at your mercy. She is crying and moaning, and your hand on her throat muffles the sound.

Finally you think she has had enough. So you decide its your turn. You still have video of her gagging on your cock, but it has been awhile since it was live. You force her to her knees. Though she goes willingly. She is a rag doll. But wants to please you. You undo the belt on your shorts and then the button and fly. You push them down, then fucking rape her mouth. You grab her hair and hold her face so you can dick slap her. Over and over. Pre-cum is all over her face when you finally decide to fuck it.

There is no warm up. You jam all the way in and start fucking her. You need this release. You have waited. Without warning you cum. She gags and you pull out. You cover her face and tits. You look at her sated for the moment. “Don’t move.” She nods and stays there. Eyes closed, face covered in cum. You get your phone and take a picture. She knows what you’re doing. She runs her fingers over her tits and face, until they are cum covered and you video her licking them clean. 

You take off your shirt and shorts. Fuck it, your deck is private enough, it’s late. No will hear and if they do - so what. They would be jealous. You drag her to the table and bend her over it. You push her head down on the hard table top. She gasps but lies there, motionless waiting. You throw her dress up over her hips. You pull her now soaked panties off and put them next to her on the table. You leave her boots on and take a picture. She is sex. “You are stunning. Now lie there until I am done.”

You take your belt out of the shorts and start to beat her. She didn’t let you do this before. You couldn’t mark her. But her husband doesn’t care the way he should. You will mark her. Show her what she deserves. You beat her ass, you make her cry. Her cunt twitches. You can see it. You decide her ass is red enough. You start to smack her wet swollen pussy. She cries out each time as you do but never says her safeword. 

Finally you decide its time to fuck her. You walk up behind her and put the belt around her neck. You pull it tight. You can hold her wrists and the belt with one hand. The other grabs her hip. Hard. You want to mark it to. You need to. Fuck it has been too long. You let go for a minute to line your cock up with her pussy. You run the head over it. Then push in. Fuck it feels good - hot and wet, pulsing around your cock.

You grab her hip again. You start to fuck her. Hard, fast. You forgot how good her cunt is. Hot, wet, greedy, drawing you in. You need to do this again. You won’t give her a choice anymore. You will take her. You will own her. You feel her squirt around your cock. She is crying and groaning. You pull her hip, the belt and her arms tighter as you move in and out. Finally, you can’t take anymore and cum deep in her pussy. This is what you needed. Fuck. It is. She cums one last time as you do. You remember that usually happens. The two of you marking each other.

You let go of her wrists and she puts them on the table by her head. She is crying, shaking, its her release after. You lean down, and put one arm under her head. You kiss her tears and stroke her back. “You were such a good girl. The best. Thank you.” She nods as the tears flow.

You grab the panties off the table. You push them in her cunt. “This is to keep your car clean, and, because I want them there. When you get home and you go and clean up. Take them out. Eat the cum off of them and send me a picture.” She groans and nods. You feel her twitch as if she’s cumming again. “Play with your cunt when you do. Cum again…for me.” She nods.

Finally she catches her breath. She stands. She straightens her dress..”I have to go. I should go…umm. Thank you. I don’t know if I can do this again, but, but..fuck I needed it. unf. I’ll send you the picture. Fuck.” She leaves.

You don’t know if she will do what you asked. You don’t know if you will see her again. You clean up and go to bed. All of a sudden you hear the phone and you smile. It’s a text. There’s a picture of her with cum covered panties in her mouth. It reads. “Because YOU told me to.”

You fall asleep wondering what else you can tell her to do.