Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s episode is titled “Consuming Love”. Do I have a muse when I write my stories? Truth is I do. I'm using Sir as a muse -- a muse of the dirtiest sort. My laptop screen burgeons with words of sexual delight, of visions and desires and erotic mischief, and is only a quick thought away.
So many fantasies are swirling across my mind, such as thick black ropes binding your spread legs to my kitchen chair. Torn clothing strewn in haste, your naked body squirms against leather restraints, immobilizing all but your mouth. I l love the way you are moaning, sighing, breathing as I lean close and command your hot tongue to circle my Double D-breast.
I think about straddling you, putting on a blindfold that I am tying tightly. I release one of your well-toned arms and direct your fingers under my skirt, into the wetness between my legs. Then I demand that you touch yourself. I want you to come all over me.
Your free hand pumps your cock greedily, your sweat-slicked body straining fruitlessly against unyielding bondage. Faster, louder, shuddering, screaming...
Then your searing pulses of cum, dousing my face and breasts with pungent warmth. Oh yes, it is fantasy of mine.. too bad Sir doesn’t know… or does he….
Are you ready for the Femdom story, Doctor, my Alpha Male, Sir? Let's begin....
“Fuck you are sexy”, you said to me as I walk into the room, staring at you, you, Doctor, my Alpha Male, are in the chair as I ordered, naked, The anticipation has made you hard, I look into your eyes, feeling your soul, connecting, sultrily. You would never have expected I could be so purposeful, so wanton, so perfect. Dressed to consume you in a perfect fuck, my body wrapped in lingerie, black diaphanous lace, my legs in silk, my feet in red heels, I order you to be still as you squirm in ecstasy. I move steadily towards you, hips swaying as I carefully, slowly place one foot in front of the other.
I eventually stand in front of you. Waiting. You want me, don’t you? You have been waiting for this. So tell me, Sir, what do you want?
“I want to jump up, grab you and take you from behind hard.”
“Not tonight, my love, not tonight.” I said as you sit patiently unable to breathe. I smile and the look in my eyes makes you more aroused, as I reach out and rag a single nail down your naked torso. I gasp in anticipation of more as you feel your ball tighten and go heavy. The way my hands cup them makes you totally mine.
Reaching from behind my back, somehow hidden in my underwear I pull out a length of raw white silk, by the flush of my cheeks you can tell how turned on I am by my power. You want to reach out and feel my wetness, more than anything in the world. Instead, you sit obediently. I smirk as I am about to blindfold you and I know you are excited that are going to submit to me tonight. I did let you be the Dom for your birthday, didn’t I? Time for me to enjoy tonight, Sir.
I take your arms, draw them behind you, you feel your forearms bound behind the chair , behind your back, together. Your erection, my touch, the sound of my breathing and the dawning realization of the scent of my arousal are suddenly your entire world.
You groan as I bind each of your legs to the legs of the chair. Yes, Sir, you are helpless, at my mercy and very aroused. The silk of what can only be my underwear slides over your shoulder, over your upper arm, as it reaches your belly, you cannot help but moan at the anticipation of more. I stop for a moment.. “Oh you like this Sir? Do you want me to continue? “
“please” is all you can get out
The unmistakeable heat of my mouth covers the tip of your cock in just the right way, the feel of my tongue wrapping around you in a relentless dance of hunger and need, you picture me on my knees in front of you as you feel my now free double-D breasts against your legs. the feeling fulfills you completely, until at the delicious brink of orgasm I suddenly stop.
The silk on my thighs, brushes softly against you as I slowly circle you, pressing against you, scraping my nails along exposed surfaces, like a cat in heat.
My wetness on your knee is overwhelming and you need to take me in your mouth and suck my trembling nectar into your depths until I collapse in orgasm, problem is, Sir, you are agonizingly bound in place, under my control
“please” you implore in a growl
You feel my wetness coat the shaft of your cock as I respond silently to your request, my moan fills your trembling soul. I have backed onto you and it is perfect. The relentless sliding of my wet, delicious pussy over the shaft of your cock, the hardness of my clitoris, screaming in electric need over the sensitive part of your tip, you pray I don’t stop, as I do, you wait in expectation as I tease you with time.
Your lips finds my mouth pressed against them as my breath and swirling tongue finds yours, the embrace deepens as you feel my thighs on yours, my breasts push against your chest, my hard nipples tormenting you further, the swell of my mound pressing against your shaft, your legs are shaking.
You break of the kiss and your mouth finds my nipple, you bite down hard, sending me to the edge, as I begin to emit a long low moan, I then lower myself onto you in a slow, perfect fuck, you feel my muscles fluttering around your cock and I rise again, the need in my body surprises you, the lust in my breath, too much for you, you suddenly realize how close and quick my orgasm is and as I lower myself, you begin to blindly reach orgasm, your world a swirl of tangled orgasm, mixed scent and breath, spasming pleasure, intense lust and consuming love.
