Renaissance Jack's Erotic Playground

@renaissancejack

18+ only NSFW: An artist, author, mad scientist, lover. I like to write erotic and sensual stories that are drawn from the dark flecks on my soul.

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Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night

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There was a ring at the doorbell and when you answered, the 4 guys outside began to sing “Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle all the way…” Jack had called earlier to make sure you would be home and that he would stop by with a surprise later. Jack and his friends sang 6 Christmas carols, ending with “We Wish You a Merry Christmas”. The guys were pretty good, the deep voices together covering up any minor errors. You invited the guys in and they had brought some rum ball cookies and some hot spiced rum. Your quiet boring evening was turning out to be a festive party.

After you and the guys were feeling the rum, Jack gave you a sly wink and brought out some mistletoe, decorated with a bell and some red ribbon. Jack said “I just want to thank our host for letting us in from the cold” and he leans in for a kiss. You smile as you meet him and your lips meet. Jessie takes the mistletoe from Jack and says “I want to thank our host too” and he leans in for a kiss. You were a little surprised, but you kissed him. You were again surprised when the kiss lingered, Hmmm, he kisses nice. John took the mistletoe and excitedly he said “me too!” so you kissed him too. He was hot and when you kissed John, you found your mouth open and your tongues touching and rubbing together. Your breathing got a little heavier as the kisses slowly turned you on. When John was finished, he handed the mistletoe to Tom, who leaned in and you met his mouth. His lips met yours and as you melted into his kiss, french kissing him while your body relaxes into the kiss while you let yourself go into the feeling. You can feel Jack kissing the back of your neck, making Tom’s kiss even more hot. Jessie pulls your chin and guides your mouth to his and your excited mouth hops from Tom to Jessie. The guys are around you now and John is rubbing your breast through your sweater, and Jack’s hand is feeling your breast too. My god, it feels so good, the kissing making you hotter, now you are kissing Tom, and John has his hand under your shirt, his hand squeezing you breast. Hands rubbing your ass, your crotch, lips on your neck. Up to this point, your hands have been touching the guys’ arms and chests, but now one of your hands slips down and rubs over Tom’s crotch, his erection straining against the fabric of his pants. Fuck he’s big, and hard. Not sure who you are kissing, it feels good. Tom is unbuttoning his pants and your sweater is getting taken off. Your hand finds the warm skin of Tom’s cock in your hand, you slide your hand up and down his shaft. Someone is undoing your pants, you feel more skin and less clothes, hands are touching your naked skin. You lean down and put Tom’s cock in your mouth, the velvety shaft disappearing in your hot wet mouth. You still have hands all over your body, but now you are focused on Tom’s cock in your mouth, you have the base in your hand, you bob your head so that it slides in and out and…oh fuck, someone has put the tip of their cock in you, oh fuck, that’s big, oh fuck, it’s sliding in, oh fuck, oh fuck, so big, ooohhhh. You groan with Tom’s cock in your mouth. Whoever has their cock in you is making you shake, it feels so good. Now they are sliding in and out and Tom is moving away and another cock is needing your mouth. You see it is Jack so you suck Jack’s cock, still in flight from the big cock inside you. Whoever is in you is fucking you hard and Jack’s cock in your mouth is being forced in and out. You have a hard cock in each hand and are trying to be coordinated and rub them both and Jack is moaning and his cock is pulsing and hot creamy cum is filling your mouth and you swallow it, then doing it again, Jack has a lot of cum, oh fuck, the cock in you pussy is cumming, oh fuck it’s squirting and cumming, oh fuck keep thrusting…then whoever it is pulls out and another cock fills your hole, damn that’s a fattie, fuck me please?? Jessie puts his hard cock in your mouth and you can taste your pussy and his cum dripping from him. You lick him clean while the cock inside you thrusts and pumps and you are so close, oh oh oh, you are cumming, oh fuck, you clench inside and the cock inside you is cumming, pulsing and squirting more cum, fuck, keep going. Jessie is still in your mouth and another cock is inside you. You are so wet and cum is dripping down your legs and it feels good, keep pumping, fuck me hard. Jessie is getting hard again and when you are getting close to another orgasm, Jessie pumps a load of cum in your mouth while the cock inside is cumming at the same time, which sends you over the edge again. The three of you moan in unison while you all fuck through a mutual orgasm. Singing Christmas carols turned out so well this year.

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Holiday season at the mall is insane, but the time right after the holiday is mostly filled with shoppers returning items so the stores are a lot less crowded. The malls are still decorated with holiday decorations so you decide to take your boyfriend Jack to the mall. The stores have everything marked down but you are not really in the mood to buy stuff, just to browse. In fact, you are in a funky mood, a mix of holiday let down and still trying to figure if Jack is really for you. He’s not bad, just not exciting. You both walked past the Victoria Secret store and maybe if he had suggested you look in there, you could have told him you weren’t that kind of a girl, but then again, maybe you were.

Jack had to stop by the pharmacy to pick up a prescription, so you wandered off a few aisles. You found yourself next to the tampons and the condoms when a shelf display caught your eye. A new fragrance guaranteed to light your fire. It had been marked down 95% and you picked up the tester and without thinking about it, sprayed some on your wrists and on your chest. That’s smelled nice and you thought you would get some when you heard Jack calling your name.

You both walked back out to the mall and you were thinking the decorations look a little brighter. You lifted up your head and felt a little lighter. You smiled at Jack, and took his hand in yours, and he smiled back. This stuff smells really good, and now you found yourself walking closer to Jack. Your route took you past the Victoria Secret store again and this time it seemed like a really good idea to take Jack in there. You touched the different fabrics, the way the silk felt on your fingers was smooth and soft and the fringe was fluffy. You were thinking about how this would feel against your body, how sexy you would look. You started to pick a few bras and panties off the racks and hold them up to your body. Then you started you show them off to Jack. “How do you think I would look in this?” You were really getting turned on by these skimpy clothes, you could feel your pussy tingling with desire. You pick out a few things and hunt down the bored sales clerk and ask if you can try on some things. She is reading a book and barely pays attention as she hands you the key. You stop for a moment and think about having her over for a drink, but you go to the dressing room instead, Jack follows you to the waiting area. When you get in the dressing room, you take off all your clothes to try on the cute little bra and panties you brought back. Now you are really horny. You want Jack to want you really bad in this bra, so you pluck at your nipples get then nice and stiff, oh yeah, he is gonna love this, this feels really good. You put on the underwear and you step out of the dressing room. Jack is a little surprised but delighted to see you model. There is no one else in the store except the clerk at the back counter and you show off your sexy body. You tell Jack that you will put on another selection you have. You notice that he has a big bulge in his pants so you go over and whisper “the next one is sexier than this one” and run your fingers over his crotch. When you get inside the dressing room, you are thinking about the hard lump in Jack’s pants. You are wanting it so bad now. You pussy is tingling, your breasts want to be touched so bad. You put on the next set and instead of showing Jack, you pull him in the dressing room with you. His hands are on you, feeling your breasts through the bra, but you can’t take the time to remove it because you are undoing Jack’s pants. You are so excited, you can’t undo them, but now they are loose and you pull them down and WHOA! Jack is Huge! You put it in your mouth and grab the shaft with both hands, it’s beautiful, you want to suck it, but you want to fuck it more. You take off the thong you were trying on and push Jack back on the chair and raise up and put the spit-slick tip in your pussy. Oh fuck, it feels so good, you want it all, you want that thing in you so you spread your legs apart and push your body on it, FUCK, his big dick is swelling inside you, you push it deeper and, oh fuck, yes, deeper, you whimper and squeak as his length is buried in you. You breath a moment and stretch out and it feels so good, Oh Jack, he is squeezing your nipples and you raise up a little then back down, oh fuck again, up, then down, oh fuck you are gonna cum. You slide up and down his shaft while he rubs your nipples. Jack has to cover your mouth as your body tenses up and the waves of pleasure rack your body, then as soon as the orgasm calms down, you begin to fuck Jack, trying to make no sound while you ride up and down and oh fuuucck, here’s another o, intense amazing orgasms, just keeps going and going. Jack is pumping you too and you don’t stop until you have cum three or four times and Jack is spent. You realize you have some rope and some handcuffs at home. You get dressed and with cum running down your legs, you are considering asking the sales clerk what time she gets off tonight. But first, you need some of the stuff from the pharmacy - it really does light your fire.

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You can’t believe the store managers talked you into this. Helping out with Santa pictures seemed like fun when Jack, the general manager of public relations, asked you in October, but with the Christmas rush starting on black Friday, you have been working your butt off. Besides coordinating all the noisy children and pushy parents, they made you wear an elf costume that barely covered your ass. It showed off your legs and maybe was a little too sexy for one of Santa’s helpers. There were 3 Santas on duty, but it seemed like you were always on the shift that Jack was working as Santa Claus.

Your job was to sit the kids on Santa so they could tell him what they wanted and to get ready for a picture. Jack would either sit the kid on his right or left knee if they were smaller and used a stool for the bigger kids.

As the week wore on, you got to know Jack a little better and you were getting the impression that being dressed up like this and working with Jack wasn’t an accident. You hadn’t considered that Jack set this up until you caught him checking you out when he was supposed to be listening to what the little boy on his knee wanted for Christmas.

A few days before Christmas, a couple of high school boys were waiting in line. They wanted their picture together so you put two stools on either side of Santa. One of boys said to Santa in a low voice “Can we have the elf for Christmas?” you heard him say “Sorry boys, The elf is already on my Christmas list” you don’t think Santa meant for you to hear that. The other boy said “Can we get a picture with her?” Santa looks up and winks at you. You shrug “why not” and go to sit on Santa’s lap. He says you should sit between the boys and sits you down on his lap, not to one side or other, but centered. As you pose for the camera, you are sitting on something hard and….oh fuck, Santa has a hard-on. And it’s pressing right into your pussy. You consider for a moment what to do, then a sly smile crosses your face and you shift just slightly so that you rub Jack’s erection through his Santa pants.

You lead the boys back to their parents to pick out some pictures, then you return back to Jack in the Santa suit. You pretend to adjust his beard and his hat and you whisper to Jack “What do you want Santa, naughty or nice?” Jack smiled a sexy smile beneath the fake white beard “naughty can be fun, can’t it?” You smile back and wink. Oh yeah, things got a whole lot more fun.

Now each time you brought up a kid to talk to Santa, you would stoop over in front of Santa so that he could look down your shirt. You would sit on Santa’s lap and rub up against his erection. Santa seemed to be in a “hugging mood” with his elf, but no one noticed that Santa was fondling your breasts when you pressed your body against him.

At closing time, you were so horny for Santa, you needed more than just a feel or a grope. The photographer left ten minutes after the department doors were locked, leaving you and Jack alone among the toys and lights. Jack sits down on his Santa chair and says “You are definitely fun AND naughty” Your eyes sparkled as you said “you haven’t seen how naughty I can be” and you sat in Santa’s lap, rubbing yourself against his hard cock. Jack unbuttoned the front of your elf costume and circled your nipples, which were hard already. You rubbed your crotch against the bulge in his pants until you couldn’t stand it, then you stood up and pulled off his red Santa pants. His cock stood up like a flagpole and you bent down and put it in your mouth. His velvety smooth shaft disappeared in your mouth and you suck and licked him for a moment or two, then you stood up and climbed back on Santa’s lap. This time you weren’t wearing your tights and you guided Jack’s cock into your wet pussy. It kind of popped into you, then slid deep into you. If anyone looked in, they would have seen Santa fucking one of his elves, pounding her hard and fast on him, the elf moaning from the pleasure. You threw your head back and said “oh fuck Santa, I’m cumming” while Jack is moaning “oh god, yes, I’m cumming too”. Everyone remarked for the rest of the season how jolly Santa looked this year

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You come dressed in a short red skirt, knee high stockings and pigtails. “Daddy, could you tell me about Naughty Claus, please?” Jack lays down his newspaper and says “Sure, Kitten. Now close the door and come sit on my lap” You giggle and close the door and lock it, you don’t want mommy to come in unexpectedly. You sit on Jack’s lap and say “oh Daddy, you are starting to get a hard spot in your pants. Should I rub it for you?” Jack says “you know how much Daddy likes it when you rub his hard spot. Rub it good, make it nice and hard” You stroke his hardening cock. “Naughty Claus is like Santa Claus, but he visits all the naughty girls on Christmas. Have you been a naughty girl?” You give a mischievous look “oh yes Daddy, let me show you” you undo Jack’s belt and pants and pull them down. Jack’s hard cock springs out of his pants. You grab the base with your hand and take the head of his cock in your mouth. Jack continues but is a little distracted. “Naughty Claus lives some where hot and works on his tan the rest of the year, but on Christmas he get on his magic surfboard to visit all the naughty girls. Oh you are being very naughty, Kitten. You need to leave the door to your room open so he can come in. He doesn’t want any cookies or milk, he has a creamy treat for you” You put your head up and say “oh Daddy, I don’t know if I can wait. Can I have my creamy treat now?” And you put your head back and you put your lips around Jack’s cock. He is so close, his balls have tightened up so you bob your head even faster. Jack is breathing in shallow breaths now “sure, Kitten, I think you earned you treat…oh fuucck” and Jack’s cock pulses and a jet of hot salty cum floods your mouth, and another, and another. Jack is speechless, a look of ecstasy is rolling across his face. You lick your lips and say “Thank you Daddy. But you haven’t gotten to the part of Naughty Claus’s ‘tingle magic’” Jack is still quite hard and says “That right, Kitten. Naughty Claus sometimes brings toys, like vibrators and handcuffs, but the best thing about Naughty Claus is his ‘tingle magic’. Take off your panties and I’ll show you” You take off your drenched panties and Jack puts a finger on your clit and begins to rub in small circles “When Naughty Claus visits you in your bed at night, he rub ‘tingle magic’ in your naughty parts. Can you feel it working?” His working finger is getting your clit hard and excited “He rubs the naughty parts, the naughtier you are, the better it feels” you are getting close, so close, so..oh god, keep rubbing Daddy..oh fuck, feels so goods….fuuucck. Then Jack says “Then Naughty Claus uses his magic staff on you” and he pulls you around and his cock is thrust into your pulsating pussy. Oh fuck, Daddy, please, yes, you are trembling as Jack thrusts his cock into you. “If you are on his special naughty list, you get a surprise at the end” and you feel Jack’s cock deep inside you spurt and fill you. You are breathing hard as you both thrust against each other through the climax. You rest your head against Jack’s chest and say “Thank you for telling me about Naughty Claus. Do you really think he will cum?” Jack says “you can count on it”

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The phone rings and you are right in the middle of fixing breakfast and you figure that it’s your mother calling to wish you a Happy Christmas Eve and to ask when you be over later so without even checking to see who is calling, you pick up with a distracted “hello”. “Good Morning, Kitten” His voice startles you, every fiber jumps into alert. You almost drop your egg. “Hello, I…” Your voice trails off, you are tongue tied, not sure what to say. You should be pissed off he’s not there and sad that he is so far away, but as soon as you hear his voice, you turn to jello “Are you making breakfast, waiting for your mom to call?” He is looking into your mind again, how does he do that? “Yes, I’m cooking an egg” the pan is still in your hand. “Should I can back later?” you almost drop the pan “NO!, I mean no.” You are still unsure of what you want, you just don’t want him to go. “How are you?” “You are in the kitchen. You are in your robe, your bra, your panties, your t-shirt and your are wearing your pink slippers” He is in your head, his voice feels so good. “Put down the pan and go to your couch.” You set the pan down on the cold burner, set the lid on top and cross the room to the couch. You sit on the edge, wait for the next steps. “Now lean back and open your robe.” You lean back and the robe drops open on it’s own, exposing your body, still covered by underwear. “What are my hands doing to you, Kitten?” You imagine his strong hands on your body, feeling the contours of your hips, your belly, your breasts “I imagine your hands on my breasts.” you say “Good girl, my hands are feeling your breasts. Is the bra in the way, do you want my fingertips on your nipples?” You can feel his fingers sliding on your skin, you remove your bra and set it next to you on the couch. “I took my bra off, I can feel your fingers on my nipples.” “I pinch your nipples. You can feel it in your belly, can’t you” “Oh yeah, I can feel that” “Pinch your nipples like I would pinch them, roll them like I would roll them” You are plucking at the tips, a little harder than you prefer, knowing that he would push your limit. You can feel the rising excitement in your pussy. “You are feeling it in your pussy. Take off your panties” Now you notice where you are. You say “I’m on the couch and the drapes are open. I need to shut the drapes” You start to get up but he stops you. “I know the drapes are open. Leave them open. Someone will probably see you, the Fed Ex guy or the postman. Leave the drapes open.” You lean back and take off your panties, you are so wet, you are excited that someone might see you. “Now take your hand and move it to touch your clit. Imagine that is my hand. Move my hand down your body. You know how bad I want to touch your clit. Now slide my fingers along your clit. Imagine I’m right there, rubbing little circles on your clit” Your robe covers your arms otherwise you are naked, your legs are spread open and you are rubbing your wet pussy. Fuck that feels so good, if someone sees me they are going to come in and fuck me. Oh god, keep touching me. “Good Kitten, now reach over to the end table and open the drawer. I left you a present” You are moving slow from being so turned on, but you open the drawer and find the dildo in the drawer. “Do you want me inside you” Your voice hitches “Oh yes” He says, “Take the tip and put just inside you like I would.” You take the silicone replica and put it just inside yourself, it kind of pops is when it enters you. You want him so bad now, please, please, please stick it in?? He says “now follow my voice. I slide into you slowly..” you push it in, oh fuck “..sliding in slowly, filling you up….” your body can feel his weight as he is entering you “…and my cock is fully inside you.” You are breathing ragged on the couch. “Slide it in and out, in and out, slowly, follow my voice” You push it in and pull it out with his directions, oh fuck, your entire body wrapped around him. “now turn the dial on the end” you do and the buzzing sends shards of pleasure coursing through your body. He starts to say “out…in…out…in..out..in.out.in.outinoutin” his voice at a steady volume, but the pace getting faster and faster until your pussy crashes into orgasm “oh god, oh, oh, feels so, oh fuck” and he continues a steady “inoutinoutinout” until you are spent, sweating, breathing hard on the couch. “Now go back to making breakfast” he says “I will be there late tonight” You sit up straight. “How did you do that? I thought you were..” He broke in “I’ll be there for Christmas. I gotta go now. Wait up if you like. Your Naughty Claus will be coming for you” You squeak out a “Okay, see you soon” and he ends with “later, Kitten” Christmas just got a whole lot better.

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You were sitting at Jill’s having a cup of coffee. Jill invited you over almost a year ago and it is now a morning ritual. “I’m really struggling what to get Jack this year…” Jill is telling you. You know what you would like to give Jack for Christmas. Whenever you come over and he is there, Jack gives you a hug and a kiss on the lips. Not too long, short enough to be friendly, just a few moments longer would stoke the fire a little too much. Sometimes you find yourself daydreaming about Jack, and usually you get very wet. Your husband has been checking out Jill, more than he has shown any sort of strong feeling when you kiss Jack. You are having some naughty thoughts about Jack while Jill is brainstorming ideas, when she seems to reach into your thoughts when she says “…or maybe you could just fuck him for Christmas.” The look on your face must have given you away, because as soon as Jill said it, she knew that you really did want to fuck him for Christmas. You are speechless at this prospect, but her next statement really floors you. Jill gets this sly look and says “even better, if you fuck my husband, I’ll fuck yours” On Christmas Eve, you had promised your husband a night he would not forget. He was first surprised then grinned wickedly when you pulled out the wrist and ankle restraints, then let you secure him on his back, naked on the bed. Before he could object, you placed the blindfold over his eyes. “I’ll be right back” and as you head out of your bedroom, you look back at your naked husband, his hard cock sticking straight up like a flagpole. “Jill is going to have some fun with that” you are thinking as you head down the stairs out the back door and over to Jill’s. You meet Jill halfway and say “he’s all ready for you” and she says “so is Jack” and you both giggle. Jack is restrained and naked with his own flagpole. You almost say something, but instead go straight for Jack’s cock. “Hey Jill, your hands are freezing” but he stays hard as you stroke him. He has a fat one you are thinking, big and fat. The naughtiness factors starts getting your pussy wet and you want that cock in your mouth. You slurp the tip of his cock, then suck his shaft. “Oh fuck, Jill you feel so good” and he groans as you bob your head and lick his pole. He says “c'mon here baby, let me have a taste” so you turn and straddle his head while you give him some good head. You are so turned on having Jack, so close, so you move up and turn so that you are positioned over his thighs. You place his cock on your slit, and push down, sliding his shaft deep into you. You cover your mouth to stifle the moan. Jack is getting so hard inside you, feels so good as you ride his shaft. He is close now, but his mouth suddenly frowns “something is different…oh fuck, so close…oh fuck” then he whispers “oh, your not Jill.” Getting caught sends you over the edge, you pussy clenches hard on his cock and you gasp. The orgasm is so intense, exploding deep inside, your brain is on fire from the intensity when Jack groans and you feel him cum and you have another orgasm on top of this one. You ride him hard through your next orgasm, his cock and balls slick and drenched with a blend of your juices and his. The intensity subsides and you pull off Jack, still semi-hard, and gather the clothes you threw off in your haste to deliver Jack’s Christmas surprise. You hold back saying anything - Jack knows but not who - and open the door to leave, when the door gives a little creak. “Thank you for my Christmas gift” Jack says, still strapped and blindfolded. “I hope we can do this again soon” As you tiptoe down the the stairs, you are thinking “maybe New Year’s Eve…”

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The phone rings and you are right in the middle of fixing breakfast and you figure that it’s your mother calling to wish you a Happy Christmas Eve and to ask when you be over later so without even checking to see who is calling, you pick up with a distracted “hello”. “Good Morning, Kitten” His voice startles you, every fiber jumps into alert. You almost drop your egg. “Hello, I…” Your voice trails off, you are tongue tied, not sure what to say. You should be pissed off he’s not there and sad that he is so far away, but as soon as you hear his voice, you turn to jello “Are you making breakfast, waiting for your mom to call?” He is looking into your mind again, how does he do that? “Yes, I’m cooking an egg” the pan is still in your hand. “Should I can back later?” you almost drop the pan “NO!, I mean no.” You are still unsure of what you want, you just don’t want him to go. “How are you?” “You are in the kitchen. You are in your robe, your bra, your panties, your t-shirt and your are wearing your pink slippers” He is in your head, his voice feels so good. “Put down the pan and go to your couch.” You set the pan down on the cold burner, set the lid on top and cross the room to the couch. You sit on the edge, wait for the next steps. “Now lean back and open your robe.” You lean back and the robe drops open on it’s own, exposing your body, still covered by underwear. “What are my hands doing to you, Kitten?” You imagine his strong hands on your body, feeling the contours of your hips, your belly, your breasts “I imagine your hands on my breasts.” you say “Good girl, my hands are feeling your breasts. Is the bra in the way, do you want my fingertips on your nipples?” You can feel his fingers sliding on your skin, you remove your bra and set it next to you on the couch. “I took my bra off, I can feel your fingers on my nipples.” “I pinch your nipples. You can feel it in your belly, can’t you” “Oh yeah, I can feel that” “Pinch your nipples like I would pinch them, roll them like I would roll them” You are plucking at the tips, a little harder than you prefer, knowing that he would push your limit. You can feel the rising excitement in your pussy. “You are feeling it in your pussy. Take off your panties” Now you notice where you are. You say “I’m on the couch and the drapes are open. I need to shut the drapes” You start to get up but he stops you. “I know the drapes are open. Leave them open. Someone will probably see you, the Fed Ex guy or the postman. Leave the drapes open.” You lean back and take off your panties, you are so wet, you are excited that someone might see you. “Now take your hand and move it to touch your clit. Imagine that is my hand. Move my hand down your body. You know how bad I want to touch your clit. Now slide my fingers along your clit. Imagine I’m right there, rubbing little circles on your clit” Your robe covers your arms otherwise you are naked, your legs are spread open and you are rubbing your wet pussy. Fuck that feels so good, if someone sees me they are going to come in and fuck me. Oh god, keep touching me. “Good Kitten, now reach over to the end table and open the drawer. I left you a present” You are moving slow from being so turned on, but you open the drawer and find the dildo in the drawer. “Do you want me inside you” Your voice hitches “Oh yes” He says, “Take the tip and put just inside you like I would.” You take the silicone replica and put it just inside yourself, it kind of pops is when it enters you. You want him so bad now, please, please, please stick it in?? He says “now follow my voice. I slide into you slowly..” you push it in, oh fuck “..sliding in slowly, filling you up….” your body can feel his weight as he is entering you “…and my cock is fully inside you.” You are breathing ragged on the couch. “Slide it in and out, in and out, slowly, follow my voice” You push it in and pull it out with his directions, oh fuck, your entire body wrapped around him. “now turn the dial on the end” you do and the buzzing sends shards of pleasure coursing through your body. He starts to say “out…in…out…in..out..in.out.in.outinoutin” his voice at a steady volume, but the pace getting faster and faster until your pussy crashes into orgasm “oh god, oh, oh, feels so, oh fuck” and he continues a steady “inoutinoutinout” until you are spent, sweating, breathing hard on the couch. “Now go back to making breakfast” he says “I will be there late tonight” You sit up straight. “How did you do that? I thought you were..” He broke in “I’ll be there for Christmas. I gotta go now. Wait up if you like. Your Naughty Claus will be coming for you” You squeak out a “Okay, see you soon” and he ends with “later, Kitten” Christmas just got a whole lot better.

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love and I made love on a squeaky old bed.

On the second day of Christmas, my true love and I had sex in the kitchen, using several kitchen utensils, including a wooden spoon and a spatula.

On the third day of Christmas, my true love and I had sex at the mall, in a dressing room, at the department store, in the men’s department.

On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love received a wonderful spanking, complete with lots of rubbing her skin between whacks. When her ass was nice and pink, I rubbed her clit until she was close, then I whacked her ass some more.

On the fifth day of Christmas, I watched my true love do herself with a 9 inch dildo. She laid spread on the bed while I took some pictures, then got really hard when she pressed a vibrator against her clit and fucked herself until she screamed out when she came.

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love sucked my cock. She wrapped her ruby red lips around the shaft and slid them up and down. She swirled her tongue around the tip, then she took me down her throat. She bobbed and she sucked and she had me so close. I pulled her head back and came all over her lips, her throat and her breasts.

On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love dressed up like a little girl, sucked on a lollipop and pretended to be a naughty little girl. First I spanked her for being so bad, then she said that she would be good and took out my cock and began to suck on it. She also started to play with herself and when she begged for her Daddy to fuck her, I bent her over and split her open with my big Daddy dick and filled her full of cum.

On the eighth day of Christmas, I tied my true love to the bed, blindfolded her and teased her mercilessly. First I used a feather, then I used some ice, then a nine-volt battery, then a flogger, then some nipple clamps, and the ice again. I tied her, I teased her, I made her beg, I made her say she loved it and to do it more, more, more. I brought her to the edge of pain and pleasure with a riding crop and held her there for hours, where she moaned and screamed and stopped making sense after awhile.

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love and I brought another girl home with us. First we seduced her, both touching and kissing her until she broke, then we stripped her and kissed her and we both licked her clit. Then we made her lay there while my true love licked her and I fucked my true love from behind over and over again. We made our little submissive cum, her orgasm sweet in my lover’s mouth, when my lover’s body shook while the orgasm sent her over the edge, then I came in my lover, filling her with my cum. Then we switched and our submissive licked our cum from my lover’s pussy while I licked our little kitten to another orgasm. It was all very, very messy.

On the tenth day of Christmas, I suspended my true love from the ceiling with ropes, floating in mid-air, unable to control her own movements. While she was helpless, I worked a glass dildo into her ass, a twisty one called “blueberry swirl”, then I put on a cock ring with a clit vibrator attached, then I swung her and fucked her until she came three times that night.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, I had my true love wear her red high heels and do a sexy strip tease for a couple of guys I invited over. I asked her which one she wanted and with a wink she said she wanted them all. Each took a turn fucking her hard, groaning and thrusting until they filled her with cum, then she got them hard again and gave them each an amazing blow job. Each guy was satisfied and each guy was spent and my true love was the star of the team.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love and I had wild sex in the shower, on the kitchen counter, on the bed, next to the bed, in the hallway, on the couch, in the hot tub, on the deck, in the garage, in the back of the car, in the yard, in the doorway, on the stairs, on the washer and the dryer, on all the dining room chairs, ending up on the squeaky old bed.

It was a wonderful evening, walking through an area of town that neither of us had been to, meandering, holding hands, talking. Feels so good to be with you, there is no sense of urgency or awkwardness, just a growing connection as the sun sets and the sky turns darker blue. We sat for a bit, talking, watching people go by. As we talked, I ran my hand over your neck. The feeling of your bare skin against my fingers felt good, the warmth of your body. Lightly touching, I could feel the energy of you. I feel you relax as my fingers run through your hair. Your breathe gets deeper and there is the distracted sound of arousal in your voice excited me, stirs my lust. My desire for you is getting stronger and thinking we should probably go before I do something more. My car is aways out in the parking lot as most everyone else has already gone home. I let you in and get in on my side. Before I turn on the car, I lean over for a kiss. Our mouths meet and when our lips come together, there is magnetic attraction that deepens as I reach back and run my fingers through your hair. This time, I grab your hair and feel the excitement ripple through you. My mouth moves to your neck and I hear your breath catch and your body becomes more aroused. I don’t know how we ended up in the back seat. I may have “accidentally” moved my hand on your breast and kept it there. It could have been when you “accidentally’ moved your hand and I felt you brush against my bulge. There isn’t much talking, or thinking either, because desire was taking over, taking control and stopping to consider what we were doing may break the momentum. Instead, I tugged your pants, popped the button and slide my hand down your soft skin, down between your legs. I pressed through the tuft and found your slit and when my fingers slid across the wet flesh, I hear you whimper in the dark. I rubbed and felt you spread your legs. Kissing and biting your neck sends shivers of delight through you and rubbing your clit makes you vibrate with pleasure. Your hips buck involuntarily and you moan, then bite your lip to keep from crying out. It’s more than just stimulation, the feeling being able to let go, to not have plan or decide or establish control or feel the weight of expectation, to let go and feel the rush of climax consume you. As the wave of electricity subsides, you are not surprised to find your pants off and my finger slips inside and starts rubbing. Oh fuck yes, that feels so good, oh yes, just like, oh god, yes, ooh, don’t stop, ooh, oh, oh, here it comes. You are consumed again and your breath is ragged as another climax surges from between your legs through the top of your head. You feel me shift then my bare hips are between your legs. I press my cock against your soaked slit and you feel me fill you. Oh god, this feels so good and I thrust deep inside you, your hands clenching my hair, again and again and again until I feel my own climax rising, getting closer until I groan and twitch and you are ringing again too. After the last crash passes, we lie together, feeling the warmth and the glow and complete contentment.

It means nothing to dominate the weak….it’s a badge of honor to dominate the strong…. Show me a strong, confident and assertive woman who kneels submissively at your feet …and I’ll show you a slave worth owning

Submission is not about sex. Submission is not something one can learn. It is not sex. It is not dirty. Submission is beauty. It is a beauty that comes from the very jsoul of a submissive woman.. It is a breaking down of the walls built up in her lifetime, allowing the beautiful, sensual woman to come through. Submission is about sensuality. It is about trust, communication, vulnerability, caring and honesty. It is about being graceful, sensual, beautiful woman that resides within. Submission is about knowing who you are, and what you want. A submissive is NOT a weak person but just the opposite. She is strong in herself, and in the knowledge of who she is. She NEVER submits out of weakness or desperation. She submits out of strength, love and trust. Submission is freedom. It is a letting go of one’s self, knowing that the Dominant is there to catch her if she falters. It is about pushing to be the very best one can be, not only as a submissive, but as a woman.”

The lake was still and calm and I set the oars to just dangle loose in the water. It was coming on dark and the firework show would be starting at the other end of the lake in a while. The day had been hot and the night was cooler but still pretty warm. You had been sitting facing me and now you had stretched out and laid back. A few stars were out and a reached between your legs and ran my hand over your soft bush. The sundress covered you but you were beautifully bare underneath. I rubbed my hand around, lightly massaging you as you relaxed, the boat barely swaying. My fingers ran over your folds and across your skin, dipping in enough to wet my fingertips, letting them swirl around. I used both hands to rub and massage between your legs, making you relaxed and aroused, tingling you with each stroke. I parted your beautiful pussy and let my tongue touch your clit. I could feel the shudder of pleasure through your body and I worked my tongue in patterns of mandala then writing number around your jewel. By the time I reached 12, your hands were gripping the sides of the boat. Your legs were shaking a little, then there was a flare of light across the sky, a burst of shooting stars and with the pop of the skyrockets and at the same time, you burst with your own orgasmic explosion. You opened your eyes to the beautiful bursts that matched the climax in your body.

Kinksters, During this oppressive summer heatwave...

"Do your part. Save water. Shower with a friend."

Being environmentally active can be quite fun if you use your imagination.

This has been a public service announcement.

~Red

renaissancejack

Our mouths open and pressed together, tongues probing and exploring. Your breasts against my chest. You feel my hands on your back, your butt, your thighs. Our legs entwined, you can feel my swollen cock against you

You can feel my shaft against you and you reach down and move my rock hard cock so that the tip is on your slit. You can feel the head pressing against your wet pink flesh until you yield and oh my fucking god i slide my cock deep inside you

Can you feel me deep inside? Along with the stretch comes the rush of pleasure, sending electricity throughout your body, your senses switched on, your brain swimming in a wonderful soup of pure delight

I draw my hips back like an archer pulling his bowstring back and I thrust, my swollen shaft penetrating you deeper

I am consumed by your fire, your passion feeding my need, thrusting deeper, faster, harder, on god yes

I can feel your body melting, your brain simmering as my thick shaft impales you over and over

Like a locomotive rhythm to the top of the hill, you feel the climax building, closer, closer....

A gasp, an involuntary cry and you cum, orgasm crashing through you

Swept away in overwhelming waves, you are helpless as I keep thrusting, then I feel it...

Rising from my core, pushing up, then a rush that floods my brain, a solid jet of cum spurts deep inside you

We squeeee together in a frenzy of passion and pure physical delight, completely consumed

The electrical storm of climax passes, but our bodies still smoldering. You have broken down every wall and we hold each other, still inside you as we cuddle and connect in the afterglow

You had been wondering what your husband was going to do for your birthday this year. He was really good at surprises and this time there were no clues or hints that he was planning something, which meant that he was up to no good.

You are sitting in your office and its almost lunchtime and nothing has happened yet. You can hear your admin call back to you "I'm going out for lunch" then "what pretty flowers...she's back there" and a delivery guy comes in with a huge bouquet of red roses. This is a beautiful thing, a little tame for your man to plan but very special. The delivery guy is a nice treat. Young, muscular, good-looking - you suspect he was chosen for your pleasure. You take the flowers and put them on your desk "they're beautiful" you say "hang on while I get you a tip" but he stops you "you better read this" and hands you a note. Even before you opened the envelop, you knew the delivery just more than just flowers. You open the letter and check out the delivery guy. Tall, good-looking, broad chest, big biceps and a huge bulge in his shorts. A note and light piece of fabric slide out. You read the note "Put on the blindfold and enjoy the ride" You smile sexily at the delivery guy as you pick up the silk scarf. Before you cover your eyes, you notice the delivery guy's name is Jack.

As soon as you tie the blindfold, you can feel his hands on your body. He is behind you, rubbing your breasts, kissing your neck, biting your back and shoulder, roughly undoing the buttons on your blouse, then your slacks. You try to remember if you locked the office door, but you hadn't. You reached behind and put your hand on his bulge. Holy fuck, that is HUGE. He pulled off your top and tore off your bra. He squeezed your breasts and his fingers plucked at your nipples. Then he pushed you down on your desk, face down, breasts smooshed into some of your work papers, then he pulled down your pants and panties so they were a rolled up wad around your ankles. He pulled a foot out the wad, then pushed your feet apart so your legs were spread out. He held you down with one hand and rubbed your clit with the other hand. You felt like a bad girl and Jack must have been reading your mind because he smacked your ass, HARD. Then he got behind you and felt his pants drop, then he rubbed his cock and against your wet excited cunt. That felt so good and you pushed up against him. You felt him place the tip of his cock into the opening of your pussy, then he grabs your hips and pushes hard and OH MY FUCKING GOD, He's so FUCKING HUGE! You stifle the uncontrollable sound of pleasure by holding your hands over your mouth. Uhhh, Uhhh, UUHH, UUHH, OH HOLY FUCK!!! FUCK ME HARD, YOU FUCKING SEX GOD. His cock is stretching you out like a virgin and each thrust slams your thighs into the desk. The tempo increases, GIVE IT TO ME, FUCK. FUCK...Oh fuck, I'm going to FUCKING CUM!!! Your pussy is having a screaming orgasm as you desparatly cover your mouth to keep the moan and gasps as quiet as possible. Your sturdy oak desk shudders a little as he rams his cock into you. FUCK ME, JACK, OH FUCK MAKE ME YOUR FUCKTOY. GIVE...OH...OH" you body tenses at the feeling that is coming on strong, then "AAAHHH FFUUUCCKK" The orgasm is intense, like a bomb going off inside your core and your brain. You are trying to keep the sounds in while you clench hard around Jack's thrusting cock. He is so BIG, each thrust inside sending you. Your orgasm is still going when you feel Jack start to change his pace a little, slower, deeper, oh god he's going to cum, oh oh OOHHH FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME! Jack is groaning as you feel him pump his cum deep into you, sending you into another orgasm OH FFUUUCCKK OH OH UH UH UH UHHH he fucks you hard, warm juice coming out your pussy from around his cock and dripping down your leg.

Finally Jack is spent and he pulls out. Your pussy is a little raw and sore and feels so fucking good. You both get dressed, your legs are still shaking, but eventually both you and Jack are presentable. Jack stops at the door for a moment and gives you a sexy wink "Happy Birthday" and slips out. Your admin comes in five minutes later and saying "sorry I went over my lunch hour, I wanted to get you a card and a cupcake, ohh what beautiful flowers. Your husband must care about you to deliver something this good to you at work" You smile and say "it was certainly a surprise"

After a few days of chasing kids around, keeping them from wandering off, making sure some eat their food and others don’t stave, the other two leaders offered to take the kids out for a hike and give us a break. What a relief. We both sat there, enjoying the silence. Before that, we had been playing some cards between all the distractions and now you picked up the cards. “Deal?” You say. I give a flirty little grin “you lost all your peanuts.” I say as I lay down the cards. “What are you going to wager now”. You look thoughtful for a moment, look at the door, then take off your shirt. I’m frozen for a moment, this just took a different direction. “You know, they will only be gone for an hour or two” and you say “then what are you waiting for?” That did it. First the cards are on the floor, followed by the peanuts, my shirt, your bra, my pants, your pants, okay, you get the picture. We are tearing off each other’s clothes, and kissing and stumbling to one of the campers bed. We practically fall on each other and the spring creak when we lay down. There had been attraction, a little flirtation, but this was need, a deep need for skin, for flesh, wanting, needing, on top of you, you hot mouth on mine, kissing with passion, with a frenzy. I had imagined your breasts and now I had them, in my hand, so soft, feeling your nipple, your back arches and you moan. I feel your legs wrap around my hips, my swollen cock pressed tight against you, you shift a bit and my cock pressing harder, slides in and you shudder as I push all the way in. I’m not sure who’s fucking who, but our bodies are thrusting and pushing, the springs are practically jumping, then oh-oh-oh fuuuuuccccckkk, our orgasm consumes us. I’m sure they could have heard us from a half mile away. When everyone got back, one of the other leader noticed the pack of cards and piles of peanuts and asked “so who won?” And you said “we both won, a couple of times”

It was a long day at work, not bad or stressful, just a lot going on to manage. The traffic home is light and there is some light in the sky when you get home. A few more months and there will be a sunset and it will feel nicer to stay outside. It’s still a little too chilly for that and you are ready to disappear inside, ready to close off the restless world out there. Inside is warm and a few lights are on. There is a candle lit in the living room, and when it attracts your attention, you see that a glass of wine is sitting next to the easy chair. Red wine. The kind that unwinds you, that you savor with you eyes closed. Next to the wine is a set of wireless headphones. No note, but the message is clear. You hang your coat, kick off your shoes, and settle into the recliner. Already the tension from the day is draining away. When you reach forward for the wine, you see the other two objects. One is a blindfold, a soft mask that covers your eyes. The other is a bell. A choice. One brings dinner. The other is a treat of a different kind. The corners of your mouth turn up a little as you put on the headphones and the blindfold. The sound of piano, sax, set in a dark club somewhere, the cool jazz setting a relaxing rhythm as you reach for the glass, feeling the wine slip into your mouth, the wonderful mixture of sweet and smooth wine. You feel my touch against your neck, sending delicious shivers down, starting a sensual stirring, a slow burn fuse smoldering inside you. You relax, letting me touch you, tugging a bit here and your breath gets a little faster as I stroke down your neck, past your cleavage. I know you want to touch me to, to guide and assist, but with this blindfold, the deal is to submit, completely, your nipples begin to pebble hard at such a light touch. You want more, a little impatient at the slow pace. The anticipation is intentional and letting me take you and expose you, feeling each layer come off take you deep until my fingers stroke your bare skin. You feel me brush between your legs and as if on cue, your spread apart, exposing your sex, inviting a touch, and soon my fingers sliding across your skin finds wetness. A slight gasp escapes your lips and now you are trembling, vibrating from the need. My touch moves slowly, stroking, sliding, finding your clit. Rubbing in small circles, you feel my other hand back on your breasts. You reach out from another sip from the glass and as the cool liquid slides back, you replace the glass as your fine motor will soon be gone. Rubbing your jewel slowly at first, then faster, building momentum, breathing faster, letting yourself fall toward the pending climax, mouth open, murmuring, a slight moan, the feeling begins deep inside, like a tremor or earthquake, growing, rising, filling the air and your body until you cry out and the climax crashes through like a thundering wave of joy. I take you there again, a brief breath until another beautiful climax, and another, and another and you body is floating, buzzing, filled. Some time passes and you reach up, removing the headphones and blindfold, the most satisfying way to end a long day.

We both felt excited and a little nervous when we closed the door and locked it behind us. The tenant manager seemed distracted and bored when I asked for the keys and asked if we could take a look through the deserted office ourselves. Without looking up from his computer, he said “the key is on the ring, just be sure to lock up”. The empty office had furniture but no papers or items that represented a business. It was just waiting for another team to take over, but that’s not what we had in mind. We walked through the hallway, checking in empty offices, maybe with the initial pretense of looking over the available space, but when we verified we were alone, we had ended up in the executive office with the huge desk and breathtaking view of the city. I stood behind you and you felt my hands sliding up your sides and around to your breasts. I had buried my face in your neck and as you tilted your head, you felt my lips on your neck. You felt my hands on your breasts through your shirt and bra, you nipples getting excited. We were wearing business casual, not just for the tenant manager, but also where we wanted this to go. I felt your body melt when I sucked your neck, then gripped the front of your shirt and pulled, hard enough to pop the button and tear the shirt. I sucked harder as I tore your bra, my fingers getting rougher with your breasts, your nipples getting harder as I teased and pinched them. From my pocket, i pulled a rope with a small loop and pulled it over one hand, then a second loop over the other hand. Your heart was beating faster as I pushed you down on the desk and dropped the other end of each cord over the desk. The ends swung under and when I reached down and snatched them, I pulled, securing your wrists to the desk. I pulled one foot to a corner of the desk and wrapped it around your ankle, the took your other foot and spread your legs and bound that ankle to the desk. Then I stood and raised your skirt and slapped your bare ass. Hard. Reflexively, you tried to reach back but your hand was bound. “Struggle harder” i tell you as I spank you again. I can almost see inside you head as you let the feeling of being bound absorb, the sense of being vulnerable increasing. You are still wearing panties, thong underwear that shows off your ass and I take it, exposing you even further. I smack you again. And again. And now I stand behind you spreading your legs further with my legs. You feel my bulge rubbing up against you. I want you to lose yourself in this game, this part, I want to feel your submission, that’s what is making me so hard. I spank again and you make a little gasp. With one hand, I run up your spine to your hair and grab and pull. I can feel the energy of taking you make me harder, more needy, and spank you again. The slap echoes off the walls and I feel your body tense then relax as you begin to let go. I press against you again and this time my bare shaft is pressed against you. You try to close your legs, this time you want me to spread you and push it in. That is the moment we are both feeding on, that moment of impalement, of submission. There is a subtle shift in you body where the resistance changes to acceptance and I feel your hot flesh mold around my cock. This act hadn’t just been preceded by our sneaking into the empty office, we had been teasing each other all evening so that at the moment I was aching to be inside and when you felt me fill you, the warm rush of fulfillment flooded your body. I thrust deep, once, twice, and pulled it out and smacked your ass again. Smacked again, and again, then grabbed your hips and sunk it deep inside. I thrust deep and hard, again, again, then pulled back out. Your hands gripped the edge of the desk as each smack, each fuck, you submitted your body and your mind further and deeper until the point I didn’t pull out, I kept thrusting and fucking and pushing and filling until the knot broke and you cried out as you came, climaxing so deep and hard that your legs grew weak and if you hadn’t been tied to the desk, you would have fallen for sure.

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