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The Melting Pot

hot phone sex elainaI couldn’t stop looking at the clock. My gentleman friend, William, was coming to pick me up for dinner. We were going to a new 5 star restaurant called The Melting Pot – which serves all kinds of fondues in a very posh setting. All my friends were envious that we were able to get a reservation. Apparently they are booked for months. My William is a very resourceful man, and always gets what he wants. Tonight, he wanted fondue and me in my black cocktail dress.
I of course spent the day at the spa, getting my manicure, pedicure and hair done. I always leave the house looking runway ready, to show off my lovely body. William has rules when we go out. I am not allowed to wear panties or a bra. He wants other men to look at me and know they can’t have me. This game turns me on greatly.
At last there was a knock at the door. My face flushed as I took one last look in the mirror – perfect! I opened the door and there was my man! He looked dashingly handsome in is power suit. “Good evening, Sir” I whispered.  His eyes studied my silhouette for a moment, and then he kissed me. As we walked to the car, William bent over and whispered “tonight is going to be very special”. I could not wait to see what was in store!
We arrived to the beautiful office center, where the restaurant was situated. We were immediately greeted by smiling and well-dressed wait staff, and escorted to our own private booth. I slid into the fine leather seat and William followed. “Tonight’s dinner is all about patience” he said. I had a hunch this was going to be a very long meal indeed. William ordered the four course experience for us. We were to be showered with fine cheese and wine and my all-time favorite Filet Mignon and lobster. My mouth was already watering as I could smell the cooking aromas from other tables in the restaurant.
We took our time tasting the wine and enjoying the slow cooking meal prepared in stages at our table. On occasion William would kiss me deep and warm with his probing tongue. This sent shivers up and down my spine. Eating was very sexy tonight as the food was all bite size pieces being pulled off of tiny cooking forks. We took turns feeding each other tasty morsels and my pussy began to ache for attention.  William knows this about me, so he leaned over and ran his hand up my dress. “Good girl” he said as he slowly shoved in one of his big fingers. I tried not to moan too loudly as he began to finger me under the table. My heart was racing as any minute a wait staff member could walk in on us.
In went a second finger and I arched in pleasure as he began to finger me harder. My body was so wrapped up in pleasure that I forgot to be quiet. William laughed at me and told me to hush. I sipped on my wine to keep from making more noise.  We played like this throughout the dinner course and I told him that I could not take it anymore – I needed to be fucked hard right now!
He agreed and said he had another surprise. Our waiter escorted us out a side door leading to the closed office building. There was a giant glass elevator in front of us that went to the penthouse floor.  William had worked out a deal with the security officer for us to be allowed up on the elevator after hours. I gave him a wicked look and we got onto the elevator. William pushed the button to the penthouse and up we went.
Just before we were to arrive at our floor, William hit the stop elevator button. We were stuck between floors with a lovely view of the city below. William reached his hand up under my dress and inserted three fingers into my hungry pussy. I moaned in pleasure and rocked myself hard against him. William turned me around and bent me over. My tits were pressed tight against the glass elevator window. He pulled out his hard cock and shoved it into my dripping cunt. Thrust after thrust we rocked together. Bucking and fucking we were out of control. I exploded in a shower of cum as William blew his hot load deep inside me. I could feel his hot cum against my pussy walls and I came. He bent down and kissed me on the back of the neck. Suddenly we heard a strange voice on the intercom. “Is everything okay up there?”  William hit the elevator talk button and said we were fine, just stuck between the floors. The elevator shuttered and suddenly we were moving again.
By the time the doors opened on the main level, we had regained our composure. William tipped the Security Guard $50 and we were on our way. I have to say that I now have a favorite new restaurant to brag about!

A Man with Self Control

 I hate all the god damn men thinking that just by flirting a bit and buying me a drink I’ll act like any other little slut at the bar and have my skirt hitched up around my waist and my panties in the back seat of his car. All these slutty little trollops with their tits and asses practically hanging out of their tube dresses.  I have more class in my foot than those whores will ever have. I need a new man who will treat me like the work of perfect art that I am. A man who is educated, upstanding, and who can satisfy all of my primal desires. A man who will be obedient, but also have no reservations when I ask him to hold me down and bring me to the edge of an orgasm. A man with self control. I want you to tease my clit for hours on end, bring me to the brink over and over again until I am begin you to fuck the living daylight out of me!

Worship Me!

Sometimes I feel like I don’t put myself high enough up above everyone else. I spend hours perfecting my hair, makeup, picking out the perfect clothes, the perfect lingerie and working out to keep this perfect body nice and toned. When you come over, I want to be in complete control! I want you to get on your knees and beg for me to allow you to see my perfect body. I want to to prove to me that you are worth my time… 

Before I let you play with your pathetic little cock, I want you to suck my tits. Get my cunt nice and wet before you stick your tongue deep in my cunt. Bring me right to edge of an orgasm, then if you have done a good job you may stick your tiny little cock into my soaking wet pussy. You should be able to make me cum so hard I scream to the heavens. Primal, deep and rough sex is what I crave from my willing little submissive men.

Good Little Subbie

   I woke up this morning and my throat was killing me. Then again after the way you made me scream last night I’m not really sure I’m surprised. The fact that your cock was shoved half way down my throat and you were face fucking me probably didn’t help either. Do you remember how soaking wet my cunt was for you? I had been waiting for you to call me and ask me to come over all weekend, and every time I even thought I heard my phone ring I rushed over to it to see if it was you. It’s ok that you made me wait so long though, because I know that the pleasure that I will receive from being a patient subbie is worth the wait. I am more than happy to take the punishments and rewards that you think I deserve. Please please please, let me feel your nice, hard, thick cock thrust down my throat. 

Every Command

   The way you made me writhe under you last night was exquisite. I was thinking about it all night last night, and all day today at work. I just could not get the way your nice, hard, thick cock stretched my tight cunt to the very limit… oh lord have mercy I’m wet and desperate just from the memory of it! The way you took charge of me was exquisite, and you had me begging for that wonderful, thick cock within seconds of those first harsh, commanding words. I know that my subservience was pleasing to you; I could see that your cock was straining to be freed from your jeans as I obeyed your every command. When you commanded it, I bent over the arm of your couch and spread my legs as wide as they would go. When you told me to stay silent, I tried my very hardest to hold in my moans and whimpers as you brutalized my clit. My favorite part of the evening was when you forced me on my knees and forced that perfect cock down my throat. I can’t wait for you to call on me again, because you know I’ll obey your every command no matter what.  

Books can’t teach you this Part 3

   Thick. That’s the only thing I could think about when Vince grabbed my head and forced himself into my waiting mouth. His cock was HUGE and think and every time he forced it to the back of my throat I felt my dripping pussy quiver. If his cock felt this good in my mouth and down my throat, I could only imagine how amazing it would feel buried deep inside my tight, dripping cunt. I glanced up at Vince and saw that while pleasure was obvious on his face, he seemed cool, calm and collected. 

   As if on cue, he looked me straight in he eye and started to mock me about how desperate I must be to have his thick, hard cock deep inside my dripping pussy. All i could do is nod and moan. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up. He ordered me to bend over the table at the end of the books shelves and wasted no time holding my head down against the table and holding my arms behind my back. The instant his cock thrust into me I was writhing. He was stretching me to my limits, and I could already feel an intense orgasm fast approaching. In moments it was over. I felt pleasure overtake me… my cunt squeezed around Vince’s cock and he burst inside me. It wasn’t until I came down from my high that I realized Vince had already taken his leave. I hope to see him again soon, the things he can teach me can’t be learned from books…

Books can’t teach you this Part 2

   Here I am. Backed up against a bookshelf in a public library with a mans hand working me into a stupor. He was smirking at me, just watching every little reaction on my face as his skilled fingers worked themselves into my dripping core. I tipped my head back and allowed the please to overtake me. The fact that this was happening in such a public place only heightened the intense pleasure I was feeling. Suddenly, Vince’s magic fingers were gone, leaving my dripping cunt feeling empty. He leaned down and hissed into my ear that if I wanted to cum, I would need to prove I was worthy of it.

   Vince gently yet firmly placed his hand on the top of my head and pushed me down until I was kneeling in front of him, my face directly in front of the bulge in his pants. He looked down at me with a pleased expression and told me that I should keep my hands behind my back if I wanted to feel that sweet, sweet release. He unzipped his pants and drew his massive cock out. He smirked and pressed the tip of it right to my lips and gave me a simple command. Suck. I needed to do a good job if I wanted to him to let me cum too…

Books can’t teach you this! Part 1

Everyone needs to escape for a bit… wether that escape is a vacation or a good book it doesn’t matter, as long as it does what it needs to do. While I was at the library yesterday searching for the next big thrill to allow me to escape from my humdrum reality, I noticed a quite handsome young man lurking a few feet away. Every few minutes he would steal a glance at me and shoot me a suggestive look. It took me a few minutes but I finally realized why this guy looks so familiar… he’s a client at the law firm I work at… Mr. Vincent Hammond. Finally he could see the revaluation on my face and sauntered over to me, a smirk playing on his lips. We spoke for a few minutes before he suddenly grabbed my shoulders and forced me up against the rows of books. His voice suddenly turned dark, and I realized that the hands that had once been on my shoulders were now bunching my skirt up around my hips. Oh god, 5 minutes and this man had my panties soaked! My night just got much more interesting…

On the Edge

I need a man that can make me feel feminine. I desire, more than anything, a man that will worship the curves of my body… my hips and breasts… I work hard to keep my body in this sort of shape! When you were here last week, the intense feeling of helplessness you gave me when you slipped the blindfold over my eyes made every one of my senses go wild! I felt so feminine… the way your mouth closed over my pert nipple and your skilled fingers slipped over my soaked panties and teased me through the think fabric. I could feel the pleasure mounting by the second… it felt like a hot coil of pleasure was being wound tighter and tighter in the pit of my stomach, until you stopped. I begged and begged for you to finish me off, but you just smirked. Bad girls don’t get to cum you said. I can only hope you allow me that ultimate pleasure the next time we meet. 

Good Little Boys

It makes me so happy when you listen to mommy like a good little boy. You know how much mommy hates to punish her little man. Do you remember a few weeks ago when you decided to stay at your friend’s house playing video games instead of coming home to help mommy with cleaning up the house. You know mommy works so hard to keep such a nice, clean room over your head. You made me so mad that I had no choice but to spank you. You remember don’t you? I slung you over my knee and spanked your ass raw. You cried but I know that you know that it was the only way to get my message across. Your poor little cock was so hard; I could feel it rubbing up against my leg. As much as I wanted to make my boy feel better after that brutal assault, you know that only good little boys get to cum.