*Because of a request from a reader…
She walked up to my house in a white tank top and blue jeans; her pretty blonde hair tie up in a pink hair tie. My cute little girl, home from her first day at college. I’m so proud.
I was outside already, oiling the chain on my motorcycle. A cigarette was hanging from my mouth, but I flicked it when she walked up to me. I hugged her, and she brushed her lips against my ear and whispered “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” I smiled.
“Is that so?” I ask. “And what kind of things were you thinking about?”I love the way her eyes dance with excitement when she thinks she’s being naughty. She’s a good girl, even if she doesn’t realize it. She’s from a nice family and she grew up in a nice house. Her parents are married. She’s had a nice life. I love that she thinks she’s bad because she drinks beer and smokes cigarettes and dates me. Personally, I think there is nothing sexier than a good little girl who thinks she’s a badass.
“I was thinking about how I want you to fuck me like you did last night,” she says. “I was supposed to be taking notes in math class, but all I could think about was how hard I came last night.”I grin, and pick her up by throwing my shoulder into her waist standing. She squirms as she finds herself over my shoulder. She weighs almost nothing, since she’s so short and skinny. I’m not a huge girl, but I’m a solid 5 feet 8 inches, and I have been known to be spotted at a gym now and again. It’s not terribly hard to carry her into the house.I toss her onto the bed like she’s an object, because she likes it when I make her feel like I don’t care about her; and then I descend on her. She squirms and struggles while I remove her clothes and kiss and bite her all over. I love how she makes little shrieking noises and giggles.
Once she’s naked, I pull out the kimono ties. Leather cuffs and other BDSM gear freak her out, but she likes to be tied up as long as it doesn’t look scary. The kimono ties are silk, and while they are not ideal, they are pretty and they work because she doesn’t really struggle too much. She just likes to feel restrained. She thinks it’s naughty.Once she’s bound with her hands and feet behind her, she looks like a hog-tied calf and I take a moment to admire the view. Then I start to tease her. While my pretty little girl doesn’t like pain, she does enjoy sensation play. I admit, part of me wants to let loose and whip her as hard as I can sometimes, but I content myself to watching her react as I run a feather over her skin. She trembles when it touches somewhere sensitive, and gets goosebumps. I tease her until she’s wet and giving me the come-fuck-me look.I don’t untie her, but I spread her legs. I rub her softly and feel how wet she is. Carefully, I slide a finger just a little bit inside her. She sighs. At the same time, I put a finger in her mouth. She starts to suck on it. Slowly, I push my finger deeper into her mouth, while at the same time adding fingers inside her pussy and pushing deeper inside.
We’ve been working on this; me and Ms. B. At first she was only okay with three fingers. It’s taken quite a bit of play, but we’ve moved up to four fingers and I have almost slid my whole fist inside. I think tonight may be the night. However, I am in no rush. I like to tease her- because she loves suspense.I withdraw, and I untie her. I love the way she is now that she is really turned on. She is completely focused on me and the look she has suggests that she’d do anything I asked. I find that girls like to turn their noses up at things until they’re hot and wet, and then everything goes. Ms. B is definitely that way.Now I tie her to the spreader bars I have. They’re not too scary looking, and even if they were, she’s got the come-fuck-me look when I take them out from under the bed so I decide she can handle it. She doesn’t protest as I tie her hands to the opposite ends of one bar, and her feet to the opposite ends of another.Once she’s spread out and turned on, I am more ruff with her. I bite her nipples, and hold my hand against her throat while I kiss her. I am careful to put pressure on the veins to the sides of her windpipe, while not actually pressing down on anything in the middle. Breath play is dangerous; though fun. I don’t want to really hurt my beautiful girl.
I grab her hair and move to smother her with my pussy. I move against her just a tiny bit, so she feels trapped. She’s said she likes that.
Then I flip around and start to play with her too. I hold myself up with one hand while sliding the other in and out of her slowly. She squirms in the most delightful way! The best part about being with a girl is the way they are so much more willing to squirm and moan. I love that so much. It makes me feel so powerful.
I’ve got my thumb pressed again the inside of my fingers, so my hand is folded into something as skinny as I can make it. Still, I feel resistance when I get to my knuckles. I lick her more, trying to let my saliva run all over her as much as I can. She doesn’t like to use lube or toys because it “feels too kinky” and I do not argue with her because a good Domme listens carefully to their submissive and tries to make them comfortable, even when they are being silly. I will try and introduce new ideas to her, but only a little at a time.
As my tongue brushes her clit, she gets more and more excited. I can tell because, the more excited she is, the more eagerly she licks at my pussy, while struggling the whole time. In the candle light, I can see how she swells as blood rushes into her nether regions. What was once pale white skin is now deep red and her labia are swollen. Her clit is harder and harder against my tongue. Finally, I feel my hand slide all the way inside her. She groans in a wonderful way, and I hold it there for a moment and let her feel it, before sliding it back out. I don’t want to overwhelm her or risk tearing the skin. I know it’s meant to stretch, but I am cautious.
I stop playing with her pussy then, and instead slide a finger into her ass. She likes to pretend she thinks this is gross, but secretly she loves this. I know because almost immediately she begins to spasm and I can feel her cum. She screams my name, and I cant help but smile.
I crawl off of her and untie her. She looks up at me with the happiest look, and then I lay down and she puts her head on my chest. As she lays next to me, I can feel her tiny breasts pressed against me. I love how soft she is. It’s rare that I am lucky enough to play with a girl. Perhaps I am too picky, or perhaps I’m just more attractive to men. Lesbians don’t tend to like me, but that actually makes sense to me since I consider myself a guy (in a chick’s body- of course.) Whatever the case, when Ms. B lays against me sated and happy, I feel amazing. I cuddle her, and she snuggles against me. This is what happy feels like.