Wicked Wednesday 298 – Time Traveler – (One Night Stand)

The mists of time parted themselves hazily before her sleep fogged brain. She snuggled against the blankets and smiled to herself, dozing in the early morning sun as she let herself drift back to another place, another time.

She’d just turned twenty then and figured she knew it all, considered herself experienced in the ways of the world, and thought she had nothing else to learn. Little did she know just how wrong she was. It was a wild night at a rave with lots of dancing and booze and, for some, other illegal substances. But the only reason she was there was for the music. It took her away, transported her to another place. And in that place she found something she never knew she didn’t know.

Her name was Meg and she was several years older and wiser in so many ways. She spotted the pretty girl, dancing with herself and smiled. The tall, leggy blonde was perfect. Meg danced her way over and gave a friendly, impish smile and introduced herself. “Nice to meet you! I’m Tabi!, she shouted over the music as she never stopped moving in rhythm. They danced together, unintentionally finding a sexy beat that drew quite the crowd. Eventually, having exhausted themselves they sought out water and a place to chat. Several people followed and tried to join in the conversation but Meg made it impossible for anyone to get a word in edgewise with her pixie like chatter. Slowly, as everyone else drifted away the pair was able to talk.

Tabi quickly found herself in awe of the slightly older woman (Meg was in her early thirties) who seemed to have seen and done so much that Tabi herself wanted to experience. She was also experiencing another first, an attraction to another woman. Meg was so vibrant and alive that Tabi found it difficult not to want to know more of her. And Tabi was in luck as Meg was very, very interested in her. After what felt like an eternity of them just talking, Meg suggested to Tabi that they escape the loudness of the warehouse and find some place quieter. Tabi didn’t know at all yet what Meg had really wanted, but she knew what he wanted, and suggested her apartment as it was close by. The older woman agreed and off the pair went together.

By the time they arrived at Tabi’s apartment the women both felt like they had known one another for longer than just an evening. And once the door closed Meg took her chance, pressing Tabi back against the door and kissing her gently, but firmly. The younger woman gasped and Meg pulled away carefully. Tabi pulled her back wanting this experience.

The sunlight was growing brighter and more insistent, but Tabitha deliberately rolled away from it still buried in her blankets as she remembered the one night she’d shared with Meg. It had been tender, gentle, and slow. She remembered the careful touches and gentle kisses and began to touch her own body, tracing her fingertips along delicate skin. Nipples were pinched to a rosy firmness as she let her memory take her back to the feeling of Meg’s mouth against her skin, biting gently, scraping her teeth across the sensitive nubs. A soft moan echoed the one that had escaped her mouth that night and she wriggled her hips deliciously remembering what had come as Meg explored her way along Tabi’s nubile body. It seemed to take forever, but finally, in her mind, Meg’s tongue touched just the very tip of Tabi’s clit, as her fingers reached the same point.

The thought alone was enough to make her orgasm and Tabitha’s body shook and she twisted, tangling her body into the sheets. She couldn’t wait and let her mind go racing along the night, snapshots of moments filling her head as her fingers filled her pussy. Meg looking up at her after bringing her to multiple orgasms with just her mouth. Being filled with fingers so soft and gentle as opposed to the rougher touch of the men she’d known. Tabitha groaned and felt herself clench hard against her own fingers, letting this orgasm roll through her as she fingered herself to the thought of pretty dark haired Meg.

Later that night Meg had taught her the joy and pleasure of going down on another woman and she remembered how sticky sweet she was, her face covered in the remnants of Meg’s orgasms. It had been wonderful and unforgettable and after several hours of insatiably greedy sex the women were finally satisfied and fell into one another’s arms, sharing kisses and touches. Tabi wanted more and Meg was content to let herself be a plaything for the younger woman as she explored her body more thoroughly. And Tabi had enjoyed every touch, every lick, every kiss just as much as Meg had. Finally, then as today, the sun became insistent and bright waking Tabi from a deep slumber, only to find Meg missing from her bed. A note on the nightstand was the only evidence of Tabi’s night with the pixie like woman.

Tabitha was jolted fully awake as her alarm went off and she slapped at the snooze button with her free hand, the other still teasing her clit gently. She wished Meg had stayed.

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Ava’s Adventures

Ava dared to look up, peering at the group of men around her. She realized that there were easily eight or ten people, not counting David and she knew that he expected her to service them all, preferably more than once until they were well satisfied. She sat back on her knees gracefully and gave the collective group a naughty little smile. “So, who gets to go first?”

Suddenly the room was abuzz with conversation as each man tried to reason with the others why he should be allowed first until David stepped in. “Perhaps we should draw straws? Short straw goes first. I’ll be right back.” He returned in moments with a handful of straws and held them out. Everyone drew and the lucky winner happened to be standing right next to Ava. The man gave a leer as he unzipped his pants and she knew what he wanted from her. Her pink tongue darted from her mouth, licking the tip of his dick and he ran his fingers through her dark hair. She kept licking around the head, sometimes stopping to suck just that much of him into her mouth and roll her tongue around. He finally groaned and pulled her closer to him by her hair. She sputtered for only a second as she took his dick deeper into her mouth and began to bob up and down quickly. It took only moments for the older man to throw his head back as he blasted a load of come down Ava’s throat. His grip on her hair was almost painful and she whimpered softly, causing David to intervene and extract his friend’s hand from her hair. David gave her a gentle pet and she smiled at him, proud that she was stretching her boundaries and showing him how good she could be.

While Ava had been giving her first of many blowjobs of the evening the rest of the men had sorted themselves out to wait their turn as they chatted and sipped drink, watching Ava the entire time. A tall fair haired man with brown eyes came next and as he rolled a condom over himself Ava leaned forward over the sofa and wiggled her ass at him. He smacked it causing her t wiggle more and so he smacked the other cheek. Her giggle turned into a gasp as she felt his dick slide into her pussy gently. He was thicker than David and filled her up in a much different way. Ava’s back arched as she silently asked for more and she was given just what she wanted. This was no gentle sex. No, this was a good, hard, fucking pounding and Ava clung to the couch as her partner held her hips and fucked her as hard as he could, sometimes smacking her ass, which only made her pussy twitch and get wetter. As she tensed up just before her orgasm the man stopped and she moaned in frustration. “You’ll get yours girlie, but not until we’ve all hard ours. David’s orders.” Ava looked over at her husband and he nodded at her, smiling charmingly. “Yes, my dear, you’ll get yours, but first we get our fill.”

And Ava was passed among the men, giving blowjobs, having her pussy and her ass fucked and was treated like the pretty little slut she was. With each fuck and lick and suck and moan she grew more and more desperate to have her own orgasm. She began to beg and plead with David to let her come and he only shook his head at her as he watched his friends run a train on his wife.

After getting off every man in the room at least two or three times a piece (she lost count as the dicks blurred together), Ava collapsed in a heap near her boot blacking kit, exhausted, but still dying to have an orgasm or two or three or a whole half dozen of them. David walked over to her smiling and gave her a fierce kiss before rearranging her tired limbs in a pose that left her exposed to all. She relaxed and let him do as he pleased for a moment, her eyes closed languidly. David slid a finger into her juicy wetness and smeared it across her lips before kissing her again. “You have one last task for everyone to show them your gratitude, my dear.” Ava looked up at him, puzzled, until he pulled her favorite bullet vibrator from his pants pocket. “You’re going to make yourself come for us. We’re going to watch you shake and squirm and shudder until you’ve orgasmed so much you just can’t anymore. Now get to it.”

Ava grinned at the idea of putting on a show and sat the vibrator aside for the moment to focus on playing with her breasts and nipples. She caressed and pinched and tugged, she stroked her skin lightly as a lover might and simply let herself be lost in the sensations. Her eyes fluttered closed as one hand drifted lower past her belly and along her mound. Tracing the bare skin of her vulva, she felt her own wetness covering her all the way out to her inner thighs and sighed. A single digit dipped into her pussy and she swirled it around before raising to her mouth to taste herself. Then men in the room were utterly captivated and every one of them was wishing he could fuck her again.

She teased herself sliding a finger in and out, still tugging at her nipples and biting her lip as she stared her husband down, watching only him. That wet finger slipped up to rub her clit and she moaned softly. She was so sensitive and ready to come. Abruptly, her first orgasm came over her just from that gentle rubbing of her clit and she twitched her hips in tiny spasms. She wondered how many times they’d want to watch her orgasm, but then decided she didn’t much care as long as she got her orgasms.

Overtaken with her want and need she plunged two fingers as deep as she could into her pussy and curled her fingers. The vibrator clicked on and nearly the instant it touched her clit she came again and immediately after that again. Several orgasms rolled over her in waves and she was thrashing about on the carpet hard enough to give herself rug burn in some very tender places. Ava’s breath came in gasps and she grinned at the assembly before her, but had eyes only for David who was watching her and smiled delightedly at her performance. He came across the room, pulled her to her feet, and have her another kiss, this one gentle and loving. And then he plunged his own fingers into her pussy nearly holding her weight on his hand. “You’re not done yet. Give me another one.” With an arm wrapped around her for support he flexed three of his fingers against her body and she stiffened in his arms, a wail escaping her lips as she came harder than before. “That’s a good girl, he murmured. Now say thank you.” She couldn’t resist kissing his cheek before whispering in his ear. “Thank you, Sir.” He released her carefully and she settled near her kit on the floor watching as the men laughed and talked for a few more minutes as things began to wind down. As each one left they had a smile or a leer at her and Ava just grinned.

A Little Me Time

She was home alone and horny. So what’s a girl to do when her partner isn’t home to fuck her silly? She takes matters into her own hands of course. With her favorite dildo and clitoral vibe she settled into the bed. She started with her nipples, pinching and rolling and tugging at them none too gently until they were rock hard and then she placed the vibrator against them, one at a time. The sensations made her gasp out loud and squirm on the bed. Her free hand trailed down her body and back up several times as she lightly caressed her own skin, still alternating the vibrator from one nipple to the other. Quietly, she moaned.

Finally she took the little bullet vibe away from her nipples and pressed it ever so gently against her clit. That alone was enough and she ground herself into the toy as her first orgasm hit her. Catching her breath she grinned and reached for her dildo, added a little lube, and slowly slipped it into her hungry pussy. This…this was what she’d been waiting for. In and out, nice and slow, feeling the slickness of herself against the toy. She just enjoyed the slow, lazy motions and let her lust build, gently teasing her labia and clit with her fingers, just enough to keep things nice and interesting.

Gradually her thrusts grew quicker and she reached for her vibrator, turned it back on, and placed it right on the edge of her clit, very gently, and turned it on to its lowest setting. It was just a tiny rumble adding to the stimulation she was already providing herself and she sighed with pleasure. She closed her eyes, seeing a fantasy in her head while she fucked herself and rubbed the vibrator against her clit. Soon it was all just too much and she began to thrust in earnest as she clicked the vibe up to its highest setting.

There was much more rumble now and she could feel it vibrating deeper into her body, forcing the dildo in and out, nearly reaching her cervix. Her hips lifted off the bed involuntarily and she found a rhythm there as she lifted to meet her own thrusts as she would those of a lover. She was fucking the dildo hard and grinding that damn vibrator into her clit and it felt so good. Her legs began to tremble and shake and she could feel the ridges on the shaft of the dildo scraping against her g-spot, filling her up so full, and she was almost there. Her tiny sighs and moans turned her on more, knowing she was doing something that many people would still consider dirty. Well, I’ll be a dirty girl, she thought, and fucked her pussy harder, arching her hips into it and with no warning another orgasm rolled over her. She tried to keep the dildo moving and fuck herself as she came to prolong an excellent orgasm and a third tiny one ripped through her as well when she pressed that vibrator just so.

After that she lay sated on the bed, not bothering to remove the dildo, but just turning off the vibe and laying there to rest for a long moment. She felt much better and couldn’t think of a better way to spend part of her day.

Wicked Wednesday 277 – Eavesdropping- (What Eric Overhears)

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Eric rolled over and glanced at the clock as he heard the front door open and close. Nearly 2AM. Charlie must’ve closed down the bars again, he thought. Then he heard a feminine laugh. Now that got his attention. He wondered what she looked like, if her voice matched that sultry laugh he’d heard just moments ago. Eric was almost curious enough to get up for a drink and find out, but he knew if he stayed out then he’d hear a lot more than just her laugh.

It didn’t take long before he heard Charlie’s bedroom door open and then close and Eric knew he was in for a treat. Charlie was definitely a ladies’ man and Eric was, well, he was just Eric, unassuming and shy and the young women on campus never paid him much attention. So he had other ways of getting his kicks. He quietly climbed out of bed and moved closer to the wall separating the two rooms, his dick half hard already. He could hear Charlie’s deeper voice, but couldn’t make out what he was saying and then he heard the girl he’d brought home half squeal, half moan with delight. What a sexy little noise and Eric wanted her to do it again. From the sounds of silence from Charlie and the moans of his guest he could just picture his friend going down on the lovely girl he’d brought home and that only made him harder.

But he wanted to take his time and wait for them. Suddenly there was a flurry of moans and cries and a hushed “Shhh, you’ll wake my roommate.” as the unknown girl had her first orgasm of the evening. Eric wrapped a hand around his fully hard dick as this point and stroked himself slowly, just waiting and listening for more. The sounds became more muffled but Eric could just make out the soft murmurs and moans of them sharing a kiss. He could almost picture the young woman smiling at Charlie as he heard her say, “Mmm, I do taste good on your lips. Can I have another taste?” Eric gave a lewd grin as he heard the bed creak and then silence from Charlie once more as the moans from his partner began to escalate. Eric heard Charlie chuckle, which made the woman cry out and again he admonished her about waking his roommate. She gave that same laugh and responded, “I don’t care. Let him wake up and listen in. That might be hot.”

Eric bit back a noise at that point and could just imagine the couples eyes on him. He squirmed with delicious anticipation and slowed himself down, tense with anticipation. Finally he heard the girl begging for Charlie to just fuck her already and then heard the bang of Charlie’s headboard against the wall as he seemed to forget about his previous comments about not waking his roommate. Eric stepped even closer to the wall, stroking himself furiously at this point as he listened to the moans, groans, and whimpers of the couple on the other side of the wall. ‘Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!,” came the woman voice in a loud gasping voice and that was just too much for Eric. He grabbed for a tissue as he fought the urge to come so quickly, but hearing her begging to be fucked had pushed him to his limits. Moments later his orgasm as exploded as he heard the girl in the other room wailing out her second orgasm of the night at the same time.

Eric grinned, satisfied with himself and his eavesdropping and stealthily climbed back into bed to settle down, still listening to the headboard banging against the wall. He listened less intently until he heard Charlie’s voice telling her to ride him and the shifting of their positions across the squeaky bed. Suddenly, he was rock hard again and the noises that the girl made as she impaled herself on Charlie’s dick were enough to make Eric ready to come again. He bit his tongue to suppress his own noise and stroked his dick silently, not bothering to get out of bed this time as the fucking couple had become loud enough to easily hear from across the room. “Yeah, that’s it baby, ride me good and hard and come on my cock.” Another wail from the unknown woman told her third orgasm of the night and a grunt from Charlie signaled his own impending orgasm. Eric began moving his hand up and down furiously and quickly felt himself spurting against his belly, still biting back the noises that he wanted to make so he wouldn’t get cause listening in. As the noise in Charlie’s room subsided, so did Eric’s lust and he dozed off to dreams of unknown women with sultry laughs.

All By Myself

I slid into the bed and lubed up my fingers. I wanted an orgasm and wanted it now. Screw the foreplay. My slick fingers found their way to my clit and pussy, covering them in lube, loving the extra slickness it created. I tried to take it slow and enjoy myself, teasing my clit, rubbing against my pussy lips, but soon it just wasn’t enough.

I rolled my clit between my fingers with my left hand while the right reached up to play with my pierced nipples. Sighing with pleasure I dipped two fingers into my pussy curling them up to reach my g-spot and flutter against it. I stifled a moan, not wanting to be heard and repeated the movement. My hips bucked involuntarily and I pulled away from my pussy, licking my juices from my fingers. Back to my clit rubbing and pinch and rolling back and forth. I could feel an orgasm building and I frantically reached for a toy.

The first one I encountered was a dildo and that was good enough for me. I shoved it into my pussy, fucking myself with it while I played with my clit. Closing my eyes, I could hear my breathing becoming harder and faster, my back arching against my own hand. And then it hit me like a freight trained and I bit my lip so as not to cry out. I was coming and coming hard. I fucked myself harder with the dildo and kept rubbing my clit, prolonging the orgasm as long as possible. Eventually I collapsed back on the bed sated, and relaxed.


In honor of May being National Masturbation Month. 🙂

Solo

Natalie shed her clothing, carelessly, and fell backwards onto the soft, fluffy bed that she had shared with many lovers at many different times. She thought of them, some of them at least, and settled herself comfortably into the nest that she had created. Her hands trailed along a lithe body, feeling the swell of her breasts and the curve of her hips. She loved her body.

As her hands and fingers explored her flesh as though it were new to her she let her mind drift. She’d been just 18 and ready to explore her sexuality for the first time. She found someone, older than she and dove head first into the heretofore unknown world of sex. She learned to suck dick and eat pussy and do all kinds of things, some that one might consider depraved, but as she had learned, her kinks were not always someone else’s kink. She thought of nights she’d been spanked and fucked and used like a toy. She thought of gentler times when she’d been held and loved and of times when she’d been with women and how their softness tended to contrast with her male lovers. She thought of all these things and gradually her hands slipped down to play with her pretty pink pussy. She kept it neatly trimmed and loved running her fingers against the soft hair, while rubbing at her clit gently, first in circles, then up and down and around, teasing herself.

She took her time, there was no rush to her pleasure. Gradually it built and she dipped he fingers inside of herself, smearing her wetness across her skin. There was a shiver at that feeling and she did it again, still lost in her reverie of lovers past. She pinched her clit, gently, reminded of the time it had been clamped for some light bondage game and sighed with pleasure. Soon, her fingers began to move faster and faster. Her hips arched from the bed and she slipped a single digit inside of herself reveling in the feel of her muscles squeezing around it. Another finger was added and she moaned softly, driving herself a little closer to that edge. But she made herself wait. Teasing her body further, she abandoned her clit for her nipples, rock hard as they were, she pinched and pulled and remembered how her first female lover had sucked at them so gently. Natalie’s breath came in short, soft gasps now as she waited, pushing herself to the brink and then backing off over and over.

Until finally she couldn’t hold herself back and began to earnestly fuck her pussy with two fingers, her other hand returning to her clit to rub furiously, building her orgasm hard and fast. She had driven herself so close to the breaking point, so many times and here she was. Her body began to shake gently and she gasped her pleasure, taking it all in and loving every moment of the time she had alone. Suddenly, her orgasm hit rolling over her like a thunderstorm across the sky. She bucked hard against her own hands and moaned and cried out her orgasm. Driven by her need she pushed her body harder, higher and a second orgasm followed on the heels of the first, her cries louder this time as she squirmed on the bed. After yet a third orgasm that she was able to draw from her body, she rested peacefully and settled. Again her hands gently trailed her body, this time simply because she could. And she reveled in her soft flesh, giving herself goosebumps that caused a shudder and the aftershock of an orgasm shivered across her skin. She was content.

Wicked Wednesday 251 – Necessary – (Punished Princess)

“What. Did. I. Say. Was. Necessary. Princess?” Said “Princess” hung her head shamefully. “That I be dressed and ready to go the moment you got home,” came a small voice. “Instead I arrived to a dilly dallying girl who can’t make up her pretty little mind and therefore we will now be late. That will make it necessary for punishment later.” Master quickly rummaged through Princess’ clothing and tossed garments on the bed or in her general direction depending on the garment. “Get dressed. Now. If you’re not ready in ten minutes I will leave you here and you’ll miss the fun. And you’ll be punished later for two infractions instead of just the one.”

The brunette he addressed quickly became a flurry of motion and started with the thigh high stockings and garter belt that had been tossed her way. She hastily completed her dressing and gave a quick check to her makeup that had been so carefully applied earlier before she lost track of the time. Her wild mane of curls suited the dress that she’d been instructed so recently to wear so she let them be, gave a spritz of her perfume and headed to find him, hoping she had made his time limit. Princess caught up to Master just as he was opening the front door to leave. He stopped and looked her over from head to toe and when his eyes met hers once again she saw the pleasure there. “Good girl. You look lovely, but don’t forget later.” The last half of his sentence was delivered as a warning that she would still be punished and punishment it would be, because although she enjoyed a good fun spanking, this was not going to be fun.

Later that night, after the events of the evening had come to a close, Master drove his Princess home occasionally shooting her wicked little grins that made her spine tingle. They arrived and he looked at her. “Inside. Strip to your stockings, leave the garter belt and shoes on, then meet me downstairs. And be quick.” Princess nearly stumbled in her high heels in her rush to complete her task, but he caught her gently in his arms. “Not so fast love. No injuring yourself now. That’s my job,” he said teasingly. And then he watched her go admiring the way she looked from behind and imagined just how that ass of hers would look later.

When she got downstairs to the basement turned playroom, Master immediately fitted her least favorite collar, a wide posture style that forced her head straight and left her unable to turn and look around. Then she was lead to the spanking bench (her favorite!) where Master got her settled, cuffing her hands together in front before catching up her feet in locking cuffs as well. Princess was getting excited until she felt him place a hand on her ass and lean in to speak very quietly to her, “Remember Princess, this isn’t going to be fun, you had that at the party earlier. Now your pretty little ass is mine.” And his hand came down with a gentle slap, making her gasp.

The gentle slaps gradually became harder strikes as her body warmed under his hand, to the feel of the hits he gave her. Soon enough he moved to a paddle, reddening her flesh further and driving her need higher. He laughed at her squirming and thwacked her harder with the paddle. Princess stilled immediately at that hit and it suddenly sunk into her head that this was not going to be fun, just like his earlier words had implied. She gasped trying to hold as still as possible and take the punishment that she knew her laziness had earned for her.

Princess heard the paddle being put away and then came the soft clink of metal on metal and the whisper of cloth as Master slid his belt from its loops. He gripped just enough of it in his hand to keep the buckle well clear and laid pretty stripes across her ass and the back of her thighs. She was trying not to cry out and failing as she realized the noise she heard was her own voice, wordless and vulnerably raw. This, this was the crux of her punishment and she began to openly cry now, hoping it would end soon. She was certainly feeling repentant from her earlier actions and she knew that the sight of her raw, reddened ass would only inflame Master further. She was a pain slut for him when he wanted to punish her and tonight he did. Princess wondered if he might fuck her, but then she remembered she was being punished. No orgasms would come her way tonight.

And like that the belt stopped and was laid down on a nearby table. Master picked up some lotion and slowly began working it into her skin, his fingers kneading and pinching a bit as he let it soak in and cool her skin a bit. Princess began to visibly relax as he did so and he smiled to himself. He knew she’d be wet and ready if he wanted her, but tonight wasn’t for her. So when he was done with her gorgeous ass, he snapped a few pictures of the view and moved around in front of her releasing his cock from his pants. He wrapped a hand around it and began jerking his cock. “You, Princess, were a naughty girl this afternoon and normally I’d only leave your pretty ass striped, but tonight I think you need a bit more humility to remind you of your place.”

He started into her eyes as he pumped his cock, watching her face, seeing how she tried to lean close enough that she could take him in her mouth, although she knew he was just out of reach. He remembered how she’d looked, all dressed up and all for him, he thought of her so recently spanked ass and looked at the vulnerable face before him, knowing she was his to do with as he please and groaned as her felt his orgasm rise. Princess strained to look down and away from his cock, knowing he would splatter her face and hair with his jizz. Finally just before he came she gave up, closed her eyes and resigned herself to the idea that she would be his come covered and spanked Princess whether she willed it or not. Master called her name and she opened her eyes momentarily to look at him, to see how close he was. As the first hot stream of come erupted from his cock she quickly closed her eyes again feeling it hit her cheeks and then her forehead as he spurted, covering her face with his come.

“Stay there and think about your indiscretion. I’ll be back shortly.” And he walked away to let Princess muse. Within moments he heard her small sobs and gasps and knew she was sorry. He gave her time to cry it all out and returned to her, wiping her face clean and putting his punished Princess to bed.

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If you missed last week’s Wicked Wednesday, you can find it here. The prequel to last week’s post is also here.