Naughty Karate

I love to watch you move. Have I told you that?

Of course, I like to watch you move best while you’re naked and inside of me, but if that’s not possible, I like to see you in your karate uniform the most. It’s a unique passion that we both share for the art and there’s something sexy about seeing the one I love, practicing the art I love.

There’s also something erotic about us being in our uniforms, in a formal environment, throwing and striking, blocking and kicking each other. To an outsider, it looks like a brutal art, but to practice it with you is nothing short of the most intimate foreplay.

Practicing techniques together is much like making love. You thrust; I parry. I counter, and you move with it. We put our hands on each other, pushing, pulling and tugging – working up a sweat. I can think of no better way to spend an evening ….. with our clothes on, that is.

We had an evening like that the other night. Class had been a blast. We ran through scores of techniques together, blasting our punches and maintaining contact throughout each move. We kept a bland face to others, but when we were up close, the fire burning in our eyes was explosive. Sometimes it’s difficult to maintain our façade in the presence of others. While our love is no secret, we try to use discretion while others are around.

The other night was a little different, however. At the end of our class, which you taught and I assisted, everybody left almost abruptly. Normally, there is a fair amount of chatting and post-class discussion following a great workout, but this was one of those rare occasions where everybody had someplace to be.

Within minutes of the end of class, we found ourselves all alone in the school. Just you and me and a whole mat full of nobody watching.

“Feel like working out some more?” I asked, as innocent as can be, slowly taking off my belt.

“Sure” was your casual reply, as you sat on the bench to get a drink of water. “What else did you feel like working on?”

I walked to the front and locked the door of the school, making sure the blinds were down.

I gave you a little smile as I undid my gi jacket, carefully setting it on the floor. You watched, suddenly very interested in my ‘technique’. I removed my t-shirt and then my bra, allowing you a moment to look at my sweat-glistened breasts. I reached down and picked up my jacket, putting it on but not tying it. I then picked up my belt, allowing the jacket to fall open, giving you another view. I slowly put my belt back on, a little looser than I would normally wear it.

I then slipped off my gi pants and put them on the bench near you, leaving me just in a tiny pair of red panties. You eyed me hungrily through my performance.

“Let’s work on some sparring and maybe a little grappling.” I said, watching your mouth turn up to a smile.

“I love you,” you said and undid your uniform jacket. You performed the same ritual with removing your t-shirt, putting your jacket and belt back on, then taking off your gi pants and cup. You went one step further and took off your briefs as well. “Aren’t you going to take off your panties?” you asked.

“No. I know you appreciate a challenge. You don’t strike me as a man who intimidates easily.” I knew this would get you going and it did. You gave me a piercing look and took your place on the mat.

There’s something really erotic about sparring with you half-naked. It’s also pretty darn amusing.

While keeping a straight face, we faced each other and bowed, then went into our fighting stances. With a nod, we started.

Given our current vulnerabilities, we were having fun, but also being extremely cautious not to damage anything we might want to be using soon. We kept it light and playful.

Sometimes a punch would become a breast squeeze, which I just couldn’t seem to block. A roundkick might land on a tush, inciting a giggle.

Within a few minutes of our play, you blocked a kick and took me down to the ground.

The real fun had begun.

I hit the ground (fairly gently, thank you) and you were on me and in my guard. Normally, I’d welcome this position, but giving in now would take all the fun out of it. This, of course, was why I wore my panties. Going without them wouldn’t be sporting.

I had my legs wrapped around your torso and I pulled your head down to my chest. If we were really grappling, this would be to my advantage, but…. Well, I guess it still was. You went with it and nuzzled under my gi top, guiding my nipple into your mouth with your tongue. Once you’d found your mark, you went to town – licking, sucking and nibbling.

I loosened my grip on your neck to give you room to work, which helped you make your way to my other aching breast. There’s nothing more enticing to me than your lips on my breasts. With my legs around your waist, I pulled you closer to me. One of your hands was on my breast and the other had slipped under my panties, where you were fingering me relentlessly.

But the game wasn’t over yet.

While you were distracted (and, frankly, I was too) I took the opportunity to unhinge my legs, put my foot on your thigh, pushing, hooking, then flipping you over.

You feigned surprise to find me on top of you, but couldn’t hide your delight. I pinned your shoulders and flattened my body on yours, then nudged your head to the side so I could nibble on your neck. You didn’t struggle very hard, but I did notice growing pressure on my increasingly wet panties.

Your breathing quickened as I worked my way down your neck, grinding my hips down and pressing my breasts to your chest.

I love this game. You are so exciting to be with.

I moved back up to your mouth and kissed you hungrily. You returned with fervor, rolling me over and reaching down with your hand to pull down my panties. I pretended to struggle, which only resulted in my panties coming off faster.

You wasted no time sliding yourself inside. This was the best way possible to have you in my guard.

After a few strokes, which felt heavenly, you slowly withdrew and went down to explore the caves.

The feel of your tongue on my throbbing pussy felt like a gift from the gods. You know just how to please me. In return, I arched my back and came very hard. You are an incredible lover. I slapped the mat and moaned loudly as your tongue worked its magic.

I wanted you inside of me again and it seems we had that psychic thing going on because you wanted the same thing. Before I had a chance to ask, you had slid back inside of me, filling me completely.

I lifted my hips with each thrust, inviting you deep into my body. Making love with you transcends reality. I am both at once enjoying your body and our physical connection as well as being transported to someplace out of my body where we are temporarily merged as beings. It’s an amazing, unique experience ……….. that happens every time.

I wrapped my legs back around you and pulled you in close for another kiss. I love to feel your kisses. You still managed to move your hips and the slower movement, coupled with your amazing kisses was bringing me close to the edge again. You sensed this and pulled back your kisses for a moment, looking deep into my eyes. “Cum for me, my Darling.”

That did it.

My head shot back and my back arched as wave after wave poured through me. You took advantage of my ‘distraction’, by increasing the speed and intensity of your thrusts, which only served to make me cum harder.

Your hands were in my hair, gripping tightly, without pulling. I love the feel of your fingers in my hair, especially when you are cumming…… and you were.

You felt divine.

When your own orgasm had ceased, you relaxed on top of me, slightly off to the side to avoid crushing me. You leg was still draped over me, and our skin touched in more places than not.

As I said before, it’s great to be in love with someone who shares my passion (and the passion for the art is good too!)

When strength finally returned to our limbs, you kissed me soundly and got up. I did the same and we faced each other a few paces apart.

I bowed. You bowed. And we both smiled. Protocol and all.

Karate is a wonderful sport.

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The Stars Were Perfectly Aligned

It was a beautiful night. The air was warm. The children were long asleep and the stars were in perfect alignment. It was a night of nights. The best part of the whole evening was sharing it with you. My needs are simple: Your wonderful company and time to ourselves to enjoy each other.

We sat on the swing in the backyard, your arm draped over my shoulders, me nestled in close to your chest. We were talking and laughing quietly, so as not to disturb the quiet of the evening.

I love to feel the heat of your body and the sound of your voice resonates in my soul. I love the sound of your voice. While I was listening to one of your stories, it occurred to me that a better use for your mouth could be found, so I flipped myself over, slipped my other arm around your neck and pulled you into a deep, romantic, long kiss. You are an outstanding kisser. To feel your tongue move in my mouth and around my lips makes me think of other ways you use your tongue so well. I pressed myself closer to you as I felt your hands move down my arms and back.

I reached up to touch your face as I pulled back to look at you. I love to look at you. I see so much more than your face when I look at you. I see your soul and that’s the most beautiful, sexy thing I could ever have imagined.

At this point, I’m glad you’re holding me because I was in danger of sliding off the swing seat. I felt myself getting very wet. The bulge in your pants told me that you were thinking the same thing.

I let myself up from the swing and sauntered into our bedroom, knowing with certainty that your eyes wouldn’t be leaving my ass for the whole trip. I looked back over my shoulder to confirm and saw you following a little ways behind. I stopped for a minute and gestured you back to the swing.

“I’ll call you when I’m ready.” Your face said you were disappointed at not getting to follow me immediately, but also said that you were excited about what was to come.

A few minutes later, I opened the patio door and stood in the moonlight. I was wearing a very short, very revealing, red ‘dress’. I use the term loosely because I would likely be arrested if I wore it out in public. My breasts were barely contained in the thin, flimsy material in the front and in the back, if I made the slightest move, you’d get a full view of the crack of my ass.

Naturally, I turned, and moved, reaching down to brush something off of my knee.

Before I had a chance to stand up, you were off the swing and at my side. My BACK-side.

Your hands found my ass, quickly nudging the material up and over my ass-cheeks. I reached my arms up and put them around your neck as I pushed back into you. I love the feel of your hands on my ass. I love the feel of your anything on my anything.

Your arms slid around to my stomach and moved their way up over the silky material until you found my breasts. As your hands closed around their aching masses, I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes. Your hands were much warmer than the night air and felt better than anything imaginable.

Your gentle hands caressed my breasts, lightly brushing my nipples and making them tighten into little nubs. I moved my whole body in appreciation of your touch and I could feel my head getting a little light.

I moved my hand from around your neck and reached behind me to feel the hardness of your cock. I love how easily and quickly you become aroused. I feel your breath catch when I touch you and squeeze you through your jeans.

I take this opportunity to move forward and step into our bedroom – I didn’t have to tell you to follow. Before I could round the first corner, you were there behind me, your zipper already down.

When I heard the sound, I stopped and turned, smiling, anxious to help. Your pants dropped to the floor with your briefs right after them. Looks like you didn’t need much help with that, but I did see something else that needed my attention.

My hands reached out to touch that beautiful hard cock of yours, stroking the silky skin, then looking up to see your face. The love shining in your eyes warmed my heart and fed my desire. You are so perfect for me.

I held you by the cock (which amused us both) and walked over to the bed. I let go long enough to lay down with my head hanging down the side of the bed. I didn’t need to reach out far to find you again. From here, I circled the head of your cock with my tongue, then took you deep in my mouth. I know how much you enjoy this. As I lay there, enjoying the feel of your cock in my mouth, I spread my legs until my dress rode up my thighs, inviting you to reach out and masturbate me if you wanted to.

Since it was already difficult for you to remain standing upright, you welcomed the excuse to lean forward on the bed and I welcomed the feel of your fingers sliding around my aching pussy.

After a few minutes of this delight, you pulled yourself out of my mouth and came around to the other side of the bed, where you returned the favor.

The feeling of your tongue sliding down my lips, your thumb working my clit and your hot breath was enough to send me over the edge. I came twice in the first 5 minutes.

I love to feel you slide inside of me when I cum, so when I felt the third wave powering through me, I begged you to join me. You have never been able to resist my pleading yet, so you obliged me and slid yourself home.

As always when I first feel you, I feel a sudden need for air – you literally take my breath away. You held my ankles as you thrust inside of me. I lifted my hips in greeting and met each thrust.

I reached down to masturbate, occasionally reaching down a little farther and letting my fingers feel you moving in and out. I watched your chest get tight and your head go back as I did this and I thrilled at giving you such pleasure.

With an explosion I felt through my whole body, you came to me. I love to feel you cum.

One of the beautiful things is that when you finish you are often still hard. I could tell this was one of those times.

When you slowed for a minute, I told you I wanted to be on top. With a lift and a flourish, I got my wish. From my new vantage point, I was able to look down and see how well we fit together. I bent down for a much-needed kiss. I could taste myself on your lips. Sweet. Then I stretched out and stuck my breasts in your face. You spent a few glorious minutes licking and caressing them before I pulled back.

I began to move slowly as I watched your face. “I love you,” I said with a warm smile. “I love you too,” was your ready reply. With the look I could see in your eyes, the words were almost unnecessary, but still very nice to hear.

With that, I began to move faster, masturbating with one hand and leaning back on the other. I could feel the orgasm building, as it always does. I felt a flush go up my body and I heard your breath quicken in response. You spoke in low tones, words of encouragement and endearment. The sound of your voice is all that it takes sometimes to send me over the edge.

I could see you getting ready to come yourself, so I breathed, “Cum to me, my Sweet.” And you did.

And I came with you.

Afterwards, all I could think about was how wonderful it is to be with you. As I lay inert across your body, you stroked my hair, ran your fingers down my back and told me I was your queen.

You felt so good to me. For a moment, my thoughts turned to how the evening began …… the stars were all aligned perfectly.

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The Wonderful, Delightful Trip

When I stepped off the plane, I moved anxiously down the various twists and turns of the airport walkways, across the main area and down the escalator towards the baggage claim. My stomach was in knots thinking about what was to come.

We’d met once before a few weeks earlier and were both at once drawn to each other in a way that was as difficult to describe, as it was to understand.

When I finally got down the walkway, there you were, leaning casually against the wall with not a care in the world. You looked really good to me. When I got closer, I could see that you were just as nervous as I was, so I put my arms around you, pulled you close and kissed you deeply. I love the way you kiss. How is it possible that you know exactly how to kiss me?

We held hands nervously as we picked up my baggage and took it to the car.

It’s the oddest feeling to be with you. You are both new and a little foreign to me, as well as comfortable and familiar at the same time.

We spent a little time seeing the sights and making chit chat, stopping to kiss at every opportunity. In the rose garden, I slipped your hand under my shirt and let you take a few moments becoming acquainted with my breast. You have a marvelous touch. Gentle, yet firm -- filled with promise.

After what seemed an eternity, while still being a blink of an eye, we decided to check in at the hotel. We both knew what we wanted, but pretended otherwise.

Even with just a short time together, I knew I never wanted to leave your side. I felt more intimacy with you just holding hands, than I’d ever felt doing much more before.

Once in the hotel room, we sat on the couch feeling suddenly a little shy. That didn’t last long though. You pulled me in for another amazing kiss and suddenly I couldn’t stand the thought of wearing my shirt for a moment longer. I wanted your lips and tongue and hands caressing me immediately.

You sensed my need and indulged yourself. The warm wetness of your mouth on my nipple was enough to send me through the roof. I reached down with my hand to feel your cock through your jeans. Wow! You take hardness to a whole new level.

The feel of my hand on your cock spurred you on. You had been pulling on my bra, so I finally just unhooked it and tossed it aside, giving you an unobstructed view of my aching breasts. You covered them with kisses and licks, then pulled me to my feet and brought me to the bed.

You pulled off your shirt and I was treated to the sight of your hairy chest, a personal preference of mine (both the ‘yours’ and the ‘hairy’). I was filled with an ache so intense that I thought I would burn straight through from the inside out.

All I could think about was how much I wanted to be naked with you. I wanted to feel you all over me and inside of me.

I slid off the bed to take off my pants and as I crawled back on, you stopped me with your fingers, masturbating me from behind and sending waves of pleasure through me.

If you can do that with just your fingers ……

I had my first orgasm of the afternoon right then.

After I’d caught my breath, I dropped to my back and watched as you stripped off your own jeans and underwear.

What I saw took my breath away. You have a huge, beautiful cock. It’s wonderfully shaped and my god it was hard! You’d told me I’d be surprised, but I didn’t know what you meant. It was as perfect as the rest of you.

I wanted you inside of me in the worst possible way.

I saw my own need reflected in your eyes, but you had something I didn’t ….. control.

You slid down my body until your mouth was poised at my aching pussy. Your tongue darted out and just barely touched my inner lips, causing me to arch up and grab the sheets with both hands, moaning loudly. You caught your breath at the sight, then went back to work.

With each flick of your tongue, I was in exquisite agony. “Please come inside of me. Please.” A thin sheen of sweat covered my body and my eyes urged you to end the torture and fill me.

Finally, when you could stand it no longer, you started to slide inside, but then I stopped you and pushed you onto your back.

I ran my tongue up the shaft of your cock, causing you to inhale sharply. I took you deeply into my warm wet mouth, gently sucking and pulling with my hands. I figured that if I had to wait, so did you. You seemed to take it well.

I nibbled down your shaft until I got to your balls, which I took gently in my mouth, using my tongue to roll them around. The tables were turned.

I would’ve continued to enjoy torturing you, but I had needs of my own to meet. I moved up your body, straddling you and sliding my very slippery pussy folds along your shaft. You closed your eyes with obvious pleasure.

After a few moments of this, I tilted my hips to take the head of your cock inside of me. I slid down slowly on you, enjoying your thickness and length. You are larger than I’m used to, but I was quickly beginning to see the advantages.

Once I’d taken you in as far as you could go, I rocked back and forth with my hands on your chest and looked at your handsome face. You have a face I could look at for a lifetime.

I increased my rhythm and began to masturbate as I leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of you inside of me. I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything as personal in my life.

I could feel your eyes on me as another orgasmic wave overtook me. My stomach contracted and my head came forward. For a moment, you were alarmed that you’d hurt me, but quickly realized that the pleasure was just so incredibly intense that I had no control.

I was glad to see that you did, however, because you managed to contain your own orgasm long enough to flip me over and drive inside of me, my hand slapping your ass in encouragement.

When you did cum, it was a full body experience, which you shared with me.

You relaxed on top of me and I stroked your back, enjoying the feel of your weight on me. We kissed and touched and murmured sweet nothings.

What was amazing about being with you was that it was both a body experience and a spiritual experience at the same time. I wanted you to be as close to me as humanly possible. We both were able to let down our guards and share ourselves in a deeply intimate way. It was something I’d never experienced before.

I’d never felt so close to someone as I did to you in those moments. The amazing thing to think was that that was our first time together. The future was looking very bright.

“So, did you enjoy the sights of the city?”

You are such a card.

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Better than the movies...............

All marriages, it seems, have ups and downs – times when you are totally in love and times when you wondered why on earth you got married. Ours is no different. The hard times are when you’re both on the downside -- those you just have to muscle through.

Recently, however, we’ve been both on the upswing of our relationship. We’ve been both falling in love again and have, because of this, been very gentle and loving with each other.

One cold night, we were snuggling in the big chair under a blanket, watching a movie. We were both dressed in our cozy pajamas snuggled together, enjoying the feeling of being close.

The movie was R rated for nudity and sexual content, which worked well for us.

As we watched the characters in the movie getting naked and getting naughty, we pulled each other a little closer together. I put my head on your chest and nuzzled you, enjoying feeling your arm tighten around me.

With your other hand, you reached across me and lightly stroked my arm, which had wrapped itself around your waist. “Mmmmm” I murmured from deep in my throat, encouraging you to continue.

I slipped my legs onto your lap and your hand dropped down from my arm to my leg. I was so cozy under that blanket. And, with kids supposedly asleep in the other room, it was kind of private too.

Your hand slid up my babydoll shorts and gave me ass a little squeeze, as my hand stroked your chest and played with your nipples.

You pulled your hand out, moistened your finger in your mouth, then slid it back under my shorts, gently touching my outer lips and sliding your finger over them. I wiggled my butt a little to let you know I liked it and you slide your finger in, in response. You pulled out your now very wet finger, and began to masturbate me.

OMG that felt so incredibly good. I moved my hips in a circular fashion, squeezing your fingers when they went inside and pressing myself against you. My breathing started to come faster and I could feel the heat building and pulsating.

When you felt me getting close, you increased your speed and intensity, making me squirm uncontrollably. I contracted my stomach muscles and tightened around you when the first wave hit. I moved slowly against your fingers until my body finally relaxed.

You pulled your finger out, licked it and said, “mmmmmm” as you gave me a little grin.

I slid down onto the floor in front of the chair, disappearing under the blanket.

I pulled at your shorts until I got them below your waist, gently stroking you, then taking you into my mouth. I could feel you relax as my mouth moved up and down your shaft.

And when I looked at your feet for a second, I saw your toes beginning to curl and I knew you were starting to feel good.

After a few minutes, as my saliva started to drip down my hand, making it slide more easily with each taste, we both heard small footsteps down the hall.

“Where’s mom?”

I froze. So did you.

“Uh, she went to bed. And so should you.”

“Okay. Good night.”

I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing.

Once the little monster was safely back in bed and we were done giggling, we decided to move our tryst to someplace a little more private.

We crept past the closed door and into our bedroom, locking the door behind us.

As soon as the door was safely locked, we were all over each other. Deep, long kisses with hands wandering. I broke away and took a step back, then made a production of crossing my arms, grabbing the bottom of my shirt and slowly lifting it over my head, giving you a tantalizing view of my outstretched bare breasts.

You took a step forward and I took a step back, giving you a teasing smile.

“So, uh, did you want something in particular? I’m kinda tired and thought I’d crawl into bed.” I said with a smile.

“Oh, I want something all right. I want to lick and tease those big beautiful breasts of yours until I get my fill, then I want to slide my fingers down to your pretty little pussy and work my magic until you cum again hard with my fingers inside of you.”

God I love to hear you talk dirty to me! It gets me wet every time. “Well, when you put it THAT way…..”

I flopped onto my back on the bed and you practically flew from where you stood, landing on your side next to me. I felt your lips on my nips almost instantly. I love the way you run your tongue around my nipple, causing it to pucker and ache. You cupped them gently, one at a time, using your tongue and your lips and, oh so gently, your teeth. I arched up with pleasure and you wrapped one arm around my back to pull me closer, like you couldn’t bear any distance between us.

I know that that moment that I certainly couldn’t.

Your timing, as always, is impeccable. You slide you hand down my belly, under my shorts, to my pulsing clit. As you worked your magic, my breath came in short pants, faster and faster, my pussy getting wetter and wetter as you spread my juices around.

Periodically, you slid your finger inside, all while maintaining a loving lip-lock on my breast. That time, I came hard, bucking and tensing and calling your name.

When the waves finally passed, I looked into your smiling face and said, “Roll over. I have to be on top of you.”

Being the agreeable bloke that you are, you obliged.

I slid off your shorts and took a few moments to continue what I’d started earlier, sucking and stroking you until you were unbelievably hard.

Then I straddled you and slid myself up and down your shaft a few times to make you extra slippery before I invited you home.

I know you love it when I’m on top of you, which works well, since I love it too.

I slid forward over your cock, then changed my angle on the way back and took you deep inside of me. I love to watch your head go back and your eyes close when you first enter me. The connection is so strong. I squeeze you in gratitude for that glorious sight.

I began to slowly rock on top of you, leaning back, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling of joining with you in such an intimate way.

As always when I’m on top, I reached down to masturbate while I rocked on top of you and used in wicked ways. I know how you love a show, so I easily dropped my guard and invited you to share in my pleasure.

I rocked and rubbed and squeezed you from inside, while you whispered encouragements. “Fuck me. God I love it when you ride me. You look so beautiful.”

The sound of your voice sent me over the edge and the feel of your hands on my ass and my breasts were icing on the cake. I bucked and squeezed and threw back my head -- back arched, breasts poking out.

When the wave passed, I collapsed on your for a moment, reveling in the feel of your arms around me and your cock inside of me.

Knowing you still had not had your release, I sat up and began to move again. You stopped me after a few minutes and said you wanted to come in from behind.

I slid off and relaxed on the bed, shoulders dropped onto the comforter and ass poked invitingly in the air.

You wasted no time before sliding in. From this position, I get to look over my left shoulder and see the ecstasy on your face and the flush up your chest as your start to thrust into me. I use my right hand to masturbate, which I talk to you about while you’re balls deep inside of me.

“You feel so good inside of me. Your cock is so hard; it fills me completely. There’s nothing better than masturbating with you inside of me. Cum to me.” All this I loudly whisper in a husky voice, in between sharp breaths. I do love to feel you thrusting inside of me, especially when I’m really wet after several orgasms.

I could see you getting ready to cum. When you hit your peak, I feel your release through my whole body. You grabbed my hips and pulled me close.

When you were done, I slid onto my stomach with you still on top of me and inside of me. I like you to pull out slowly and stay touching me for a few minutes, to keep the connection a little longer.

You kissed the back of my neck and murmured some sweet nothings in my ear………..







“Good movie, eh?”





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Sexual Treasure Hunt

I had had a really hard week. Lots of work, lots of stress and no time for myself. When Friday rolled around, I just couldn’t wait for the day to end. It was almost quitting time and I was working from home on my computer when your email came in.


It said, “Hi Sweetie. I know you’ve had a hard week, so I’d like you to take some time for yourself and go take a nice hot shower. When you get out, use the blue towel on the shelf and you’ll get a surprise. No fair peeking before your shower! I’ll see you soon.”


I was intrigued. I also know a game when I see one, so I sent a brief, “I’m on my way” response and turned off the computer. As I moved towards the bathroom, I thought about how turned on you were right now knowing that I was getting naked just because you asked me to. I stripped off my clothes and hopped in the shower, letting the hot water cascade over my breasts and down my thighs, turning so the water could run down my back and over my ass. I just love hot water. It’s so relaxing. I took the soap and washed my whole body, running it over my breasts and belly and between the folds of my lower lips, then I took the razor and carefully shaved my legs and trimmed my triangle. I brushed my teeth for good measure.


As I rubbed the soap all over my body, I began to let run through my mind the possibilities of what you your devilish plan was. I know you have a fiendish nature, so I was excited, as well as curious.


When I got out of the shower, I reached for the blue towel to dry me off. Underneath the towel was a note!


I quickly dried off, applied some rose perfume and opened the note. It said, “After you are completely dry, go to the bottom left drawer of the dresser and put on the outfit you find there.”


I was giddy. I rushed to the drawer and pulled it open. Inside I found a wickedly naughty outfit that had more openings than not. I slipped it on feeling slightly obscene. Underneath was another note.


It said, “Please light all the candles, pull out CD number 6 and put it in the player.”


I lit the candles and found the CD. Inside was another carefully-folded note. “Please make the bed and take out the bag of toys in the side table.”


I made the bed and opened the drawer. This was getting VERY exciting. I couldn’t wait to see what was next.


I pulled out the bag of toys and (no surprise here), there was another note! This one was a little longer and more specific.


It said, “You are a sexy, hot woman and I can’t wait to come home to you. Please take the oil and rub it all over yourself, but leave your breasts, ass and pussy for me to do. Spread out the toys so I can just pick the one I want and spread your legs so I have a nice view when I come in. Put on the blindfold and use your hands to slowly get yourself excited. I’ll be there soon to finish the job.”


I poured out the bag of toys and my hands were fumbling with the oil in my excitement to get it. I poured it on my legs, coating my stomach and arms. I felt so deliciously slippery. I lay back on the bed and slipped a pillow under my butt to give you the best view possible. I put on the blindfold and spread my legs wide, making sure that the oil came right up to the crease of my leg. I could feel my lips falling open in anticipation.


I reached down and began to masturbate, thinking about what you were going to do when you got home. I didn’t have long to wait.


Very soon I heard the door open to the garage and you sauntering down the hall. When the door opened, I could practically hear you smile. “Sweet! VERY sweet.” I swear I was blushing.


I could hear you taking off your clothes (actually, what I think I heard was the sound barrier being broken.)


I felt you kneel down between my legs, stick your finger in your mouth, then circle in the inside of my open lips, causing me to shudder, enjoying my reaction. You flicked your tongue across my sensitive skin there and began to lick my eager pussy. I quickly began to squirm and pant and tense with my first orgasm. I love to have you watch me cum.


After the first one subsided, you climbed up on the bed, pressed up against my body and began to touch my breasts – gently licking, sucking and blowing on each one in turn, causing my nipples to contract into tight little buds. My back arched at your touch and I surprised myself by how close I was again. You moved your mouth up to my ear and said, “Cum for me again, Babe,” as you slid you hand down to my clit and began circling it. God, I love that.


All you have to do is ask. My body immediately got sweaty and tight and having your hand work its magic, along with the feeling of your body pressed so closely to mine put me over the edge. You are so HOT!


You whispered for me to turn over onto my stomach. Before I did, I pulled you close and wrapped my arms and legs around you in a loving embrace, touching my cheek to yours and slowly brushing my lips across your face. I took in your scent and began to nibble on your lips, pressing my body as close to you as I could get. You responded with light gentle kisses, using your tongue to move my lips apart. When you kiss me, I just melt.


I rolled to my stomach so you could rub the oil on my ass. I giggled when the oil first touched my skin and began to squirm as it dribbled between my cheeks. You spread the slippery stuff over my ass, then slid your hand down between my pussy lips and worked more of your magic, sliding your finger inside.


That’s when you noticed the toys.


You took the vibrator and slid it inside of me, turning it on high. As you worked it in and out, I invited you to bring your cock up near my mouth so I could suck on you. The moment my lips touched your cock, you let out a groan of appreciation. I could tell you’d been rock hard since before you walked in and it didn’t take long before my mouth filled with your sweet fluid. The whole time, you kept gently working that vibrator in and out of my pussy, stopping occasionally to rub your thumb on my clit, breathing heavily with occasional sighs of excitement.


After you came, then gave me another kiss, you resumed your place between my legs with one hand on my ass and one on that vibrator. You pushed my legs father apart (just because you like to see me spread wide open to you) and you used your fingers to rub my clit some more.


You were talking to me the whole time telling me how sexy I was and how much you loved to see me cum. I told you how sweet you tasted and, (in between gasps) how much I wanted you inside of me.


You slipped the vibrator out of my pussy and poured more oil on my ass. You picked up the anal vibrator and slowly worked it in, turning it up high.


You then took the slippery stuff gel and covered your hard cock and my aching pussy with it (wiping your hand on the conveniently-placed towel). With no warning, you slid yourself in balls deep, grabbing my hips to pull us together.


I love the way you feel inside of me. I reached one hand down and began to masturbate, telling you exactly how much I was enjoying myself. I can only take so much of the anal vibrator, so you gently removed it, but continued to slide in and out of me.


I told you I wanted to be on top.


We swiftly switched positions and I straddled your waist, first sliding up and down on your cock before slipping you inside. Being on top is great because I can arch my back, grind down on you and masturbate at the same time.


You reached up and firmly touched my breasts as I flexed my internal muscle, letting you know how much I enjoy your touch.


I rocked back and forth, then got up on the flat of my feet and moved my hips up and down, thoroughly enjoying the surprised look of ecstasy that danced across your face.


After a few minutes, I resumed my position rocking back and forth on your cock. Finally, another huge orgasm overtook me and I arched back, fell forward and shuddered with completion.


You flipped me over and took about three strokes before your own orgasm ripped through your body. You grabbed my hips, pulled me close, then collapsed on top of me.


When we’d both caught our breath, I began to giggle a little. “What’s so funny?” you asked, obviously amused.



“That was the BEST treasure hunt EVER.”





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Whatever you say........

One of the best things about being self-employed is that I get along really well with my boss. We see eye-to-eye on just about everything. Among other things, she lets me take days off almost any time I want. The advantage of this is that when I want to take the day off to think about you, I can.

And when the mood strikes me, I do.

Yesterday was one of those days. I was thinking about you quite a bit. I even called and told you so while you were at work. I told you about how I wanted to feel your fingers slide over my skin, how I couldn’t wait to see that fire in your eyes when drove yourself inside of me and how I was anticipating arching my back and twitching like I was touched by a live wire when you make me cum.

Yesterday, I am pretty darn sure you were thinking of me too. At least, you were after that phone call.

As it turns out, my timing was good because you’d been having a really hard day at work. I’m not sure if it was a good thing or not, but you said I’d made your day harder.

The thing about your work though, is that all day long you have people demanding things of you, telling you what to do and when to do it.

Sometimes, when you come home from work, you like to be the one in charge. This is fine by me because I do so love to please you.

Yesterday was one of those days. Planning ahead, I decided to shower before you got home, putting on some rose perfume that I know you like. I shaved very carefully, leaving my legs smooth and my pleasure zone trimmed into a cute little triangle.

When you came home, I could see that you had definitely had one of those days. After you came through the door, I took your coat, gave you a big hug, a warm kiss hello and a loving welcome home. One of the things I know you appreciate is that I welcome you home every day after work. I want you to know that I’m happy you’re home and am always glad to see you. I want you to know that you’re my best friend.

We had a nice dinner and while I put the dishes in the dishwasher, I suggested that you might want to go take a shower. That usually helps you unwind after a stressful, busy day.

When you emerged from the shower, I was waiting for you on our bed, wearing a sexy little teddy with lots of handy snaps and ties.

I could see by your smile that you liked what you saw. You asked me to stand on the bed and do a little pirouette. I hopped to my feet and did a dainty twirl.

“Tonight,” you said, “I’m the boss.”

You tried to look stern, but it’s hard to keep the smile out of your voice. You know how much I love it when you tell me what you want.

“Come here and kiss me.” Yes Sir! I came to where you were standing, put my arms around you, and ever so slowly pressed my lips to yours.

I really love to kiss you. Kissing you lights a fire through my whole body, causing my breasts to tingle and my girl parts to feel distinctly womanly. Kissing you makes me think strongly about things to come, which fills me with longing. That’s why I like to start with some really hot, sexy kisses.

After a few minutes of exploring your mouth and having your tongue intertwined with mine, we broke and nuzzled each other’s necks. You moved to the bed and lay down on your back. “Come please me,” you said, “nibble on my body.”

I laughed and said, “Yes, my sweet. Whatever you want.” I climbed on top of you and stretched my body over yours. “Remove my towel first,” you said, which I did with a flourish. I again stretched myself over you, feeling your hardening cock rub against the thin material that was the only barrier between us. I quickly felt your hands on my ass, squeezing my cheeks and pressing me closer. I noticed you also spread my ass cheeks ever so slightly when you squeezed -- you naughty thing.

I nibbled your neck and your ears, taking each of your nipples in my mouth, circling them with my tongue and gently sucking them. I can feel the energy building between us, just as it always does.

“Sit up,” you said a little hoarsely. “Expose your breasts to me.” I sat up on you, pressing down on your cock, gently grinding as I did so. Slowly, I undid the small ties that kept my breasts from spilling out, allowing the material to slide off, leaving my breasts open to your view. You reached up and put one hand on each breast, gently kneading them, allowing the fullness of them to fall into your hands. I thrust out my chest and invited your touch, clearly aching for more, moaning quietly.

“Put your breast in my mouth,” you instructed, and I did as you said.

“Yes, Master,” I said with a grin. “Anything you say.” You squeezed and suckled and tasted my breasts, enjoying the feel of their weight on your face as you played.

“I want you to give me oral pleasure,” you said, quoting a line from Pulp Fiction. “You want me to talk to you?” I replied in all innocence, making you chuckle. “Only if you can do it with my cock in your mouth,” you replied, making me chuckle too.

I slowly slid down your body, dragging my breasts down your strong sexy chest. When I look at you like that, I just want to bite you, lick you and eat you up.

I adjusted myself between your legs and took your cock in my hands, looking deeply in your eyes. While still holding your gaze, I stuck out my tongue and dragged it up your cock from the base to the head and slowly circled the head of your cock.

I let my eyes slowly close as I take your head in my wet mouth and take you deep inside, gently sucking and pulling, my hands cupping your balls. I could feel you tilt your head back for a moment, closing your eyes and holding your breath. You taste so incredibly sweet on my tongue.

I love to look at you when I’m sucking your cock. I think you probably are the most sexy when you look at me with such tenderness. It fills my heart. Not to mention how much I know you LOVE to watch.

“Come here,” you say after about 10 min. “I want you to give me a show.” I stopped my licking and moved to lay next to you on my back. You kissed me soundly and sat up, taking my breasts in your mouth again, causing my back to arch involuntarily. You know how to treat my breasts like nobody I’ve ever met. Sometimes it’s all I think about.

You slide your hands down my body, over the silky material of my teddy and between my legs. “Spread your legs for me. I want to touch you and lick you and put things inside of you.” You settled yourself between my legs, nudging them farther apart.

“Anything you say, my Sweet.” You gently moved your hands over my teddy, then untied the sides until it fell open, leaving me completely exposed to you, just as we like it. You moved your fingers to the top of my lips and found my pleasure spot. You rubbed it in circles, occasionally slipping your fingers down along the sides of my lips. I love the way you touch me. After I came (because I always do when you touch me), you said “I want you to masturbate for me while I watch.”

You didn’t have to tell me twice. My hand was down there very fast, taking your place. As I closed my eyes and rubbed myself, you hunkered down very close to watch my every move.

As the mood struck you, you joined with you tongue, tasting me, causing jolts of electricity to shoot through my body. “Spread your legs farther, “ you tell me, “I want you to be totally open to me.” I love it when you say that. You helped by using your hands to spread my lips as I continued to give you your favorite show. I came once hard when your tongue touched my clit and could already feel the next one building.

Making love with you is definitely a workout, as it’s one total body orgasm after another. I don’t know how I stand it!

You got up from your spot for a minute and grabbed the oil and a vibrator. You coated the vibrator with oil, turned it on, and slid it inside of me as I lifted my hips in invitation. “Cum for me again, Babe. Now.” I did as you ask, as I always do. You worked the vibrator slowly in and out with one hand as you dribbled oil on me with the other.

“Good girl,” you breathed in that sexy voice you save just for me, “Now use your hands to spread the oil on yourself, “ you instructed. I spread the oil all over my breasts and belly as you watched hungrily. The more I spread it, the more you poured.

I whispered how I was imagining your chest sliding over mine, our limbs intertwining, parts slipping on parts, in parts. You told me to flip over because you wanted to stick a vibrator in my ass and then slide in from behind.

“I like a man who knows what he wants.” I said with a laugh as I followed your orders. I flipped on my stomach and got on my knees as you poured oil on my ass, rubbing it liberally between my ass cheeks. You stuck the first vibrator back inside of me as you continued to coat my body with oil. “Give me a show, “ you said, “I want to watch you cum again.” I reached underneath and began to rub myself again as you rubbed more oil on my ass. When you felt I was relaxed enough, you slipped the small vibrator in my ass, turning it up. This sent me over the edge, causing my whole body to tense and squirm.

I wanted you inside of me very badly. You took the vibrator out of my pussy and slid yourself in, driving yourself balls deep.

You could feel the vibrator on your cock, as well as the tight wetness inside of me, gripping you tight. I must say, in all due modesty, that I’ve never seen you as happy as when you’re deep inside of me. Just the way I like it.

You took your time getting started, working to a steady rhythm, all the while feeling the vibration on your cock.

I continued to masturbate, occasionally stroking your balls, and could feel the orgasm about ready to overtake me again.

When we both came hard, you gently removed both yourself and the anal toy and curled yourself around me. Our bodies felt slippery from the oil, your hands sliding around on my breasts and down between my legs. You are insatiable.

“I want to do that again a little later,” you said, as you nuzzled my neck.

“Bossy.” I said, but we both knew I’d be looking forward to it.

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