Sexcapades

by Miss J

  “May I cum Mistress? Please?” he began to beg.

  “Do you deserve to cum worm? I don’t think so. You have been very bad, disobeying the rules as you did. Hold this here,” I instructed. I went up the stairs and out into his attached garage. I looked on the shelf for his duct tape. When I got back in the house, I took off the strap-on and unzipped my cat suit.

  My full D’s were hard and my nipples were erect. I put my hand in between my legs and when I pulled my hand away, it was wet. Treating him this way made me so horny.

  When I got back down to the basement I laughed. He was still on all fours, breathing hard, holding the beer bottle in his ass. He moaned when he heard me laugh and I saw his hard eight incher drip some more pre-cum onto the floor.

  “Look at me worm.” I commanded.

  When he looked at me standing there, naked, holding the strap-on and duct tape, he yelled “Oh God!” and came all over the floor. I gave him an evil smile and said, “You are such a bad boy! You didn’t have my permission to cum.”

  I put the strap-on back on and walked slowly toward him. I pulled the beer bottle out of his ass and shoved it in his mouth. His face screwed up in disgust but he kept it in. I told him to stand up and I walked him to the couch. I pushed him so his face was in the cushions, his ass open to me.

  Without a word, I put the head of that dildo at the opening of his ass. He whimpered and moaned as I started to push it in. When it finally penetrated, I could feel my own orgasm building. I fucked him with long, deep strokes. He was moaning and whimpering and when I looked around to see his hard cock underneath him, I started slamming into his ass. As he cried out, I felt myself start cumming. I screamed as I came hard, my strap on buried deep in his ass.

  Chapter 3 - Ginny

  I have to write about who I am and get you interested to keep reading about me. I don’t even know why you would be interested, but here goes.

  I am a submissive. If you are not in the lifestyle, that means I enjoy giving myself to a strong man. I love being a sex toy, being humiliated, cropped, spanked, etc. I love being tied up. Being vulnerable to a strong man, being treated like a slut whore makes me so wet.

  Some may call it abuse and other women I’ve talked to who are not in the life do not understand. They don’t understand how getting my ass spanked and my hair pulled makes me so wet and horny, I feel like I am going to melt or burst into flame. It is not abuse to me, I have limits, lines that people can’t cross. But so far, I haven’t stopped anything a dominant wanted to do to me.

  I don’t really know what else to say here. I know this isn’t long enough, but I don’t really know what else to add. Maybe I’ll just tell you how I found out I was submissive. I met him at the university library, I was twenty and he was fifty two. I was standing behind him and saw, he was holding a book titled Shibari- The Art of Binding the Female Form.

  There was a picture of a thick rope on the cover. My stomach jumped and I looked up at his face.

  He was taller than me, about 6'-3", with short, black curly hair. His brown eyes seemed to look through me. I know I blushed and I wasn’t exactly sure why. I could feel his gaze touch me, making me burn. His eyes passed over my long black hair, down to my low cut, pink tank top, lower to my short white shorts and white sandals. I could feel the wet heat burst from my shaved pussy. I know I inhaled sharply and I moved closer to him. I can’t believe I did that. With how embarrassed and vulnerable to his gaze I felt, I wanted to move closer instead of away from him.

  He smiled at me, a warm, gentle smile and whispered down to me, “Hello little one.”

  I could feel his breath in my ear. I shivered and couldn’t reply.

  His voice, a little harder now said, “I said hello little one. It is impolite not to answer someone’s greeting.”

  Properly chastised, I answered, “Hello sir,” in a small voice I did not recognize. I was horrified to find myself moving toward him so close our arms were touching. His arm felt like hot water on my goosebumped flesh.

  “My, my, aren’t you a sweet young thing? What do you want sweetheart? You look cold.”

  He then leaned close again and I could feel his hot breath on my ear and said, “I can see your hard nipples sticking out through your shirt.”

  I remember whimpering, almost mewling like a kitten. I was so wet, standing there in line waiting to get my Roman architecture book signed out. He was standing close to me, our arms were touching and he was looking at my hard nipples. I felt so vulnerable next to this stranger. Instead of being uncomfortable or scared, I was highly aroused.

  With a deep, smooth baritone he asked, “Why are you blushing little one? Don’t you like me staring at your hard nipples?”

  “Yes sir. I mean no sir,” I stammered.

  “You mean you don’t like that I am staring at your nipples thinking about how they are going to feel when I nibble on them?” he asked, a sly smile on his face. At this point he was looking in my eyes. His eyes were dark brown, almost black, with a dangerous, highly erotic look.

  I immediately thought of him pulling down my top right there to look at my hard nipples. I groaned and answered, “I like that you are thinking that sir.”

  He straightened up, smiled and looked at me for a moment. Then he bent down to whisper in my ear, his breath tickling and sending shock waves straight to my wet pussy. “That’s because you are a good girl aren’t you?” Then he bit my earlobe enough to pinch it.

  Without warning, my pussy contracted and I felt an orgasm ripping through me. I looked up at him, eyes wide as my climax took control of me. I whimpered, moaned and if he hadn’t grabbed my arm, I would have fallen to the floor.

  I couldn’t believe what just happened. With words, this man, this stranger, just made me cum while standing in the library.

  He took my book out of my hand, and placed his on a nearby table. In a gruff voice, he commanded, “Follow me.”

  Legs unsteady, I followed him outside to a black Cadillac. He opened the door for me, walked around and got in the driver’s side.

  “Show me your wet panties. Did you just have an orgasm right in the library? You naughty girl!”

  He forcefully grabbed me, moved me so I was facing him. He forced my legs apart effortlessly to expose the wet crotch of my shorts. He reached into the glove department and pulled out a pair of scissors. I should have been scared, but I wasn’t. He grabbed my left leg and put it behind his seat, then grabbed my right leg and planted it firmly on the floorboard.

  In one smooth motion, he put those scissors in between my pussy and the crotch of my shorts and cut the seam.

  I gasped with shock and also with tremendous passion.

  “That’s better. From now on, you wear only skirts with pink or white panties. Understood?”

  Without waiting for a reply, he continued, eyes fastened on my soaked white panties. When he looked up at me, he told me he doesn’t care what my name is, he is going to call me Kitten. He must have seen the confusion and question in my eyes because he then said, “You are my little cum Kitten.”

  As I moaned, I saw his arm dart forward and felt his fingers stab into my wet, hot pussy. I screamed as I started cumming again, his fingers slamming into me hard. He held my hair with one hand as he stared into my face, watching me cum.

  “That’s a good and naughty Kitten.”

  Ginny - College Days

  After a year of college I moved back home to save money. My parents had taken a daughter of their friends’ in while she went to school. She was twenty three and I was nineteen.

  She seemed really nice but whenever my parents were gone, she spent all her time in the room she was staying in. I wondered what she was doing so once I knocked on her door and walked in without waiting for her to say come in.

  She was lying on her bed naked and had a little silver thing in her hand. I could hear it buzzing from the doorway.

  I said, “Oh my God, I’m sorry!” and turned to leave but she said, “It’s ok, stay.�
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  I didn’t know what to do so I turned back around. She still had the silver buzzy thing in her hand and she asked me, “Do you know what this is?” I said no I had no idea.

  She said, “Judging from your parents, I am not surprised.” I didn’t know what she meant so I just stayed quiet.

  I couldn’t believe she wasn’t trying to cover up. Her tits were large and full, her nipples were really long and hard. Her legs were muscular and she was really toned. I tried not to but I looked between her legs and didn’t see any hair.

  She then moved on the bed where she was facing me and spread her legs. I could definitely see she didn’t have any hair and I wondered if she shaved because I had hair on mine.

  Her pussy was pink and a little red, like she had been rubbing it. Her lips were little and puffy and I could see her clit was swollen. She was only ten feet away from me. I could also see that around her hole it was wet.

  She said, “Watch,” then she grabbed the buzzy thing and put it on her clit. She started moving her hips and groaning. She was looking right in my face and I could see she was really liking that buzzy thing.

  She asked me if I wanted to try it. I wasn’t sure, she got up and started pulling my skirt down. “You’ll love it,” she said. So I let her take my skirt off and I pulled my panties off myself.

  I have to admit, I was really intrigued by that buzzy thing and I wanted to try it.

  She told me to lay on the bed while she watched to make sure I do it right. She handed me the buzzy and I asked her what it was. She told me it was a vibrator and to do what she was doing with it.

  It was heavier than it looked and felt funny buzzing in my hand, so I slowly put in on my clit. I jumped, it was so intense I couldn’t handle it.

  She laughed and said, “I forgot, you’re not used to it, I’ll turn it down,” so she grabbed the control lying on the bed beside me and turned it down. I thought she was going to put it back down beside me but she said she would control it for me, she was used to it.

  I put it back on my clit, nervously this time. I was hardly touching it and I couldn’t believe how it felt. My clit was tingling, just sending these vibrations through my body. I had never felt anything so sensual, so good before. I started rubbing it on my clit like I saw her doing. It felt so good, felt like all my nerves were concentrated on that one little spot. I was moaning now and felt my body get really hot, I know she turned the speed up because I felt it start to vibrate even faster on my swollen clit.

  I started feeling light headed and my heart was racing. I felt this wave of pleasure shoot up from my clit to engulf my body. I know I was screaming, I don’t know if I was saying anything.

  I laid there after and she looked at me and said, “I knew you would like it.”

  Ginny - Babysitting Part One

  I was babysitting one night for this man down the street. Mr. Santino was divorced and had custody of his young sons. He was a good looking man, tall, black hair, green eyes and he always smelled good.

  One night, after putting the kids to bed I turned on the tv, wanting to relieve my boredom. I was flipping through the channels and found a porn channel. A girl with long blonde hair was just about to put a big cock in her mouth. I quickly changed the channel and got up to check on the kids. They were fast asleep. I walked out of their room and closed the door tightly.

  I walked back to the living room, feeling my pussy starting to get wet thinking about the porno.

  Then I remembered that Mr. Santino had a tv in his bedroom. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that he was not due back from his pool league for another couple of hours.

  I went into his bedroom, found his remote on top of the tv and put it on the bed. Then I took my pink shorts and pink tank top off. I even took off my matching pink cotton bra and panties. I lay naked on his bed, spread my legs wide and turned on the tv. I found the porno movie and she was now lying on her back, he was straddling her face, fucking her mouth.

  My nipples were already long and hard when I started to rub my hands gently over my perky B cups. The guy on the porno was pinching and pulling her nipples as he fucked her mouth. I grabbed both my nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and started pulling. Oh my God, it felt so good. I started moaning and I closed my eyes.

  My hand was just starting to slide down my stomach when I heard a noise. I didn’t think anything of it; I knew the kids were asleep.

  I slowly teased myself by touching my pussy lips but not my aching clit. I ran my finger lightly over my lips, then harder. I slipped my finger in between my lips, instantly feeling my hot pussy juice. I started from my hot cunt and worked my finger up slowly to my little clit. When I finally touched my clit with my fingertip, I know I moaned really loud. I was already throbbing and I was so horny.

  I was done teasing myself, I wasn’t slow anymore. I was rubbing my pussy with my whole hand. My four fingers were sliding up and down my slit, and I was putting my fingertips in my hot, wet hole on the way down. My head was thrown back on the pillow and my eyes were shut tightly.

  I heard another noise and opened my eyes. Mr. Santino was standing there, naked, his huge cock in his hand.

  I have never been so embarrassed in my life. I moved so fast; I was up, with my clothes in my hand, trying to get around him and out the door in seconds.

  “Wait Ginny. I won’t tell your parents if you get back in the bed.”

  I hurried and got back on the bed and sat with my head down. I felt like crying, I was so embarrassed. He moved in front of me and gently put his hand on my chin and lifted so I would look at him.

  “Don’t be embarrassed Ginny. You’re eighteen, all the girls do it.” Then he brushed my hair out of my face.

  “What you are going to do now though Ginny, is wrap your pretty young lips around my cock,” he said quietly.

  He still had my chin in his hand, looking into my eyes then to my young mouth. I didn’t know what to do, I was shocked. I masturbated so many times thinking about him; I couldn’t believe this was happening. Still looking at his face, I looked down at his stiff cock and nodded. It was so big; I knew I would have a hard time putting it in my mouth.

  I bent down and kissed the head of his cock. He moaned and I saw a little drop come out of his pisshole. So I kissed it again, right on the tip. I felt that drop of precum on my lips and when I pulled away to look at him, there was a tiny strand of it stretching from his cock to my lips. I licked it off my lips.

  He groaned again, grabbed my hair and said, “Open your mouth and suck my cock.”

  This time he didn’t sound so gentle and kind. I opened my mouth and he thrust his hard dick inside. I was surprised by how it felt in my mouth. It was really hard and very hot. The skin was soft and the head of it was like a thick mushroom cap. He grabbed my hair with both hands, one hand on either side of my head and held me still while he thrust in and out of my mouth.

  “Look at me,” he commanded.

  I obediently looked up at him as he fucked my mouth. Sometimes he pushed it so deep I gagged. I knew he really liked it when I gagged because I would always hear him moan. Wanting to please him, I started trying to swallow his cock. I gagged a lot and that thick back-of-the-throat spit was dripping onto my lap. I really liked having Mr. Santino’s hard cock in my mouth, down my throat.

  After about three minutes, he started thrusting harder and deeper. He went so deep I retched. I’m glad I didn’t eat the burgers I made for the kids because I would have puked all over his cock. He moaned really loud and kept thrusting so deep, I retched over and over. He kinda screamed, suddenly pulled his cock out and yelled, “Open your mouth slut!”

  I opened my mouth and his thick, white cum started shooting in my mouth. It shot so hard; I felt it hit the back of my throat. I swallowed and when I did, he just kept cumming. On my chin and on my cheek and one shot even went on my forehead. It was so hot and wet. It tasted salty but good. I closed my eyes as I felt the thick load on my forehead start sliding down my s
pit and cum soaked face. I used my finger to scoop it up and I put it in my mouth. It was so good.

  I opened my eyes and he was reaching for his pants on the floor. He pulled out his wallet, threw a $100 bill at me and said, “Thanks, are you busy next Saturday?”

  Ginny at the Piercing Studio

  A little over a year ago I decided I wanted to get my clit pierced. There was only one place in town that did it and I made an appointment.

  When I got there, I was the only one and the piercer was there, waiting for me. He was very good looking. He was tattooed, with long brown hair. He looked up at me and smiled when I walked in. So yummy.

  Anyway, he walked me into a back room and handed me a hospital gown. He told me since I was wearing a skirt, to just take off my panties, lie down and he’ll knock before he comes in. I was nervous for a couple of reasons. First, I was so scared it was going to hurt, secondly, I was nervous about spreading my legs for this stranger. I gave myself shit for not thinking about all this before. I didn’t know where to put my panties, so I put them under my back when I lied down on the table.

  He knocked on the door and walked in when I squeaked, “Come in.” My voice wasn’t working very well. He told me not to be nervous and sat on a stool between my legs. I had my legs held tightly together. He told me to spread, he’s seen lots of pussy. I couldn’t and he put his hands on the inside of my knees and spread me slowly. God that was erotic. In spite of myself, I started getting wet. I hoped like hell he wouldn’t notice.

  He asked if I knew the risks. I kinda jumped at that because I didn’t know the risks. He spread my lips wide and I know he could tell I was wet. He told me in a rough voice that my little clit, and he flicked it, could get nerve damage. When he flicked it, I jumped and moaned. He used his fingertip and started rubbing my clit gently.

  It felt so damn good. I was starting to move my hips a little. “Piercing your clit can make you lose sensation right here,” he said, pinching my clit. I moaned and thrust into his hand. “Looks like you love your clit played with, it’s a shame to risk that,” he said, pinching it again. I knew if he kept doing that, I would cum. I wanted to, but didn’t want to feel embarrassed.