Submissive Part II

…….Languidly you pull the hem of your boxers down, further and further until you’re sprung free from your boxers and a greedy smile spreads across my face and glints in my bright eyes………

I can barely see the trail of precum sliding down the head of your cock. When I begin to lick it, it bobs away from me, you chuckle and guide it into my mouth allowing me to lavishly lap up all the sweet and salty juice that trickles down your shaft. You taste so good that a moan comes from me, which makes you moan in return and push my head farther down on your hard cock until all of you is in my mouth.

Sucking you off takes some finesse without the use of my hands and I nearly lose my balance.

My tongue swirls around your head and I bob up and down your shaft. Your hips start to rock as I work my magic and I spur you on by gently racking my teeth back down your shaft towards your head, I begin to suck hard making my cheeks hollow with the pressure and rub my tongue in the little valley that makes up the ridge on the very tip.

You’re getting close now and grab a my fistful of my hair pulling my mouth off you, you pump yourself furiously while I wait, mouth open, for your warm salty seed to spill onto my waiting tongue. I flick my tongue across your cock’s head one last time and that’s all you need, you spill yourself into my mouth and I lap it all up eagerly, then I lick the drops that are on my lower lip and chin.

You call me your good little girl and untie me, but I’m not finished with you.

No, I’m going to tie you up, then we are going to do this all over again only with the roles reversed.

I’m not your good little girl and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

XOXO,

The Phoenix

Submissive Part I

I feel the way that you do after you hold your arms out and spin and spin and spin.

Off balance.

That’s how I always feel when you tie me up.

Off balance.

When you show off your present by running the ribbon through your fingers while the oh-so-familiar glint shines in your eyes, I know. I know that you have some kind of punishment for this naughty girl.

You tell me to get on my knees and take off my revealing top, I readily oblige.

Then you slowly circle behind me, the length of time that it takes you is agonizing, finally you bend down to securely tie my hands behind my back and let them rest on the gentle slope of my ass.

You make your way around to stand in front of me and then walk away while all I can do is watch. You sit in a dining room chair, legs spread, one arm draped over the back, relaxed; waiting to see what I will do in my compromising position.

‘Come here’ your tone isn’t commanding, yet you aren’t asking of me either, it’s somewhere in between.

You watch as I struggle to my feet, like a foal learning to stand for the first time; after I’m standing I walk over to you and even though I am hovering over you while you sit I still have a submissive and acquiescent posture.

You tell me to kneel again and again I’m willing to comply.

You torture me when I see that you are hard beneath your boxers with your jeans unzipped, knowing that I can do nothing to free you hard cock with my hands tied as they are.

Next you torture me some more as you reach down and stroke yourself, you see the hunger grow in my eyes and begin to stroke harder.

I bite my lip and circle my hips with the thought of your tumescent dick buried deep within me, in my mouth, in my pussy and watching me squirm makes you moan.

I look up into your eyes and mine are pleading you to release your cock, I’m so hungry for your cum.

Languidly you pull the hem of your boxers down, further and further until you’re sprung free from your boxers and a greedy smile spreads across my face and glints in my bright eyes.

To be continued……..

Kitchen Fire

You are cooking dinner when she sidles up behind you in the kitchen. She slides her spread hands up your chest and gently cups your pecs, pulling you backwards towards her to bring your bodies closer. Standing on her tiptoes she drawls into your ear,

“Is your kitchen still a virgin?”

You smile as you tilt and shake your head and slowly her hands start to creep down your stomach where they splay themselves out across your lower abs. She teases you by lightly raking her nails just below the hem of your boxers, making your heart beat quicken and blood start to rush to your ever ready cock. She unbuttons your jeans as she turns you towards her and lets them drop below your knees. Pressing her hand against your hardening dick she pulls your head down towards hers with the other. She kisses you deeply as the hand that’s on your tumescent dick begins to stroke, your moan pushes past your lips that are still pressed hard against hers.

She pulls away from you and looks into your eyes, mischief reflected back in hers; kneeling down before you she licks the pre-cum off the tip of your cock, savoring it’s sweet taste.

Mmm…

She runs her tongue around the entire girth of your head and takes you into her mouth. As she starts to suck and move up and down along the length of your shaft you grab her hair and your hips start to rock and it only spurs her on. On she goes, sucking you off in a way that has your mind exiting your body for a sudden vacation and leaving no forwarding address and just as you have her believing that you are about to cum you pull her off you. She looks up a bit baffled, then you push her back onto the cold, hard kitchen floor and thank God that she is wearing a very tiny skirt. Shoving her panties aside you thrust into her hard and deep, the smells of dinner burning wafts to both your nostrils but neither of you care.

You hold on just long enough to cause her to orgasm and her moans fight for dominance over the smoke detector that has started to go off, as soon as you feel all of her muscles contract and her legs begin to quiver you let go too. A moment later you both are collapsed against each other, hearts pounding, catching your breath.

And later when your roommates come home and ask what that burnt smell is, you say there was a fire in the kitchen while you were cooking.

And she smirks behind the roommate, and they have no idea.

The Lion, The Wench, and The Wardrobe (2)

Your thumb moves faster, and faster, and my orgasm builds and builds until I can’t take it anymore and I release in a white hot flash of pleasure, and a blaring scream bursts from my lips.

I collapse against you and state again,

‘We’re going to get caught’

I start to recover from my mind blowing orgasm and slip to my knees so that I am face to face with your rock hard cock. I unbuckle your jeans and let them slide down to your knees, then I ever so slowly peel the elastic of your boxers away from you and pull them down towards your jeans, freeing your tumescent dick. I take it in both hands and begin to massage the head with my thumbs and then I move down your shaft, massaging up and down the underside. You put your head down and brace your hands against the wall of the closet.

Slowly and gently I run my tongue from the underside of the base of your shaft towards the head, where I flick my tongue over you, inciting little moans from you above me. I take just your head into my mouth and continue to massage along your shaft. Then I take you in deeper, and roll my tongue about you, moving with my mouth back along the shaft of your cock towards the head, I take one hand slightly run my fingernails over the thin skin of your inner thigh. My mouth has reached the head of your cock and again I take you in deeper, just deeper than the time before, I do this over and over until your hips start to rock towards me in rhythm with my mouth bobbing up and down your shaft. Finally, I move back to the head and increase suction to the point the you take one hand and roughly grab a fistful of my dark brunette hair.

I can feel your cock harden even more and I know that you’re about to cum. I take you as deep as I can into my throat and I can feel you seed explode against the back of my throat. I swallow and languidly make my way back your cock’s head, I hold your shaft with one hand while I clean off your head with my soft, supple tongue and look up at you.

A smile plays across my lips as I say,

‘It’s just like the children’s book’

You give me a quizzical stare and I state,

‘The Lion, The Wench, and The Wardrobe.’

XOXO

The Phoenix

From 0 to 60

Headlights on an open, empty, back country road. An erotically charged woman. And no one expecting them.

She sits in low luminous glow from the dashboard, she looks out the corner of her eye across the center panel and a slow, one sided smile creeps near the corner of her mouth. She reaches over and lays her hand on your inner thigh, gently stroking. You look over at her, and her smile creeps up even higher. She unbuckles and slips down off of the seat, she has to maneuver around the stick shift of your car and slightly fumbles with your belt buckle and zipper. At last she manages to free your swollen cock from its cloth barrier. Licking up your shaft, she rubs your head with her thumb and forefinger. And in one deep swallow takes all of you into her mouth. Her tongue runs over the skin on the underside of your shaft, right below the head of your stiff cock. Tracing her tongue around your girth she begins to suck, making her cheeks hollow with the pressure. Her fingers find their way to your balls and she gently massages them all the while moving up and down the length of your shaft.

Your adrenaline kicks in and your heart beat quickens, your foot involuntarily increases pressure on the accelerator. She keeps applying pressure to the head of your cock until you release so vigorously in her mouth that a drop makes it’s way past her lips and down her delicate chin and she swallows the rest of your pristine, white cum.

You might say that she knows how to handle a stick shift.

XOXO

The Phoenix

Deprivation

The smell of her hair as you embrace, the feel of her curves meld into your body, the thump of her heart against your chest; all of these combined together make you want her. It’s been too long since you’ve been together. You’re both deprived.

She tilts her chin towards you and your lips gently explore hers. She starts nibble your bottom lip and gently pushes you against the wall in the kitchen. Pressing her body harder, closer against yours, she runs her hands up and down your torso; stroking her thumbs against the ridges of your beautifully sculpted abdominals.

Keeping you pushed against the wall she begins to kneel and raises your shirt to kiss and nip at your deep hips. Gently she runs her tongue along the edge of your boxers peaking out from your jeans.

She slowly begins to unbuckle your belt and pulls down your zipper with her teeth. Sliding your undone jeans down below your finely tanned gluts, she steadily snakes her long fingers over the hem of your boxers and pulls them down to free your turgid member.

Firmly grasping the shaft she licks the underside up towards your head. Languidly she runs her supple tongue over your head and in one swift, breath stealing moment she takes you full into her mouth. Sucking hard over the head and running her tongue up along your shaft. She moves back to the head and tries to suck the orgasm right out of you. Gliding her fingers over your shaft, she continues to suck you harder and harder until you grab her long, dark, brunette hair and push her down onto you as far as she will go. You moan and release your warm, white cum deep into her throat. Not wanting to make a mess, she increases suction back along your shaft until you are licked clean.

She drags her vibrant green eyes heavenward to meet your gaze as a hint of a smile plays on her lips.

XOXO

The Phoenix