Devotion Audio Erotica Story by Salty Vixen

Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Devotion”. Dear Sir, you said that our sexting affair has to be discreet I was not allowed to speak a word. Not a single word, when I see you, Sir, my Doctor, my Alpa Male, my Dom. Just obey. If I do speak? There will be corrective measures. Oh, we do not want that to happen. So, I will keep my mouth shut.

Just be quiet. No comment. This will not be an issue.

For I am already speechless.

But then again, I look forward for my spanking and flogging punishments from you, Sir. I have to say a word and that is why I use you as a muse to write my stories. I just can’t help myself..

You know I love teasing and being playful, after all , Sir, you created me. I am your Sub, I am your Femdom. I belong to you and you belong to me, in both fantasy and reality….

He leaned back on the couch and put his arm around me and I sunk into him- relaxing and enjoying the silence and the company. When the show was over he grabbed the remote and clicked off the tv.

He curled his face into my neck and kissed me. I extended, giving him access to me. He kissed up my neck and then pressed his lips against mine. Gently at first. Tasting my lips and holding my face as he pushed me back on the couch. I let him lay down on me, kissing me and pulling my top over my head. My hands wrapped around him, dipped under his shirt and pulled him close to me. Pulling his shirt off, our skin touched and the warmth of his skin enveloped mine. We kissed for a long time. My gently moaning softly into his mouth, responded with deep growls back to me.

His fingers combed thru my hair as he stopped to look down at me. His eyes were, warm. Adoring. Unfamiliar. I laid beneath him and let him him drink me in, unsure of what he was thinking. He looked as if he wanted to say something. Something sweet, or loving even. But he didn’t. He just rolled off the couch, taking me with him.

I laughed as we hit the floor, but then proceeded to kiss him, as I was now on top of him. I moved down his chest, tugging at his nipple piercing with my teeth like a playful puppy before taking it in my mouth and flicking it with my tongue. He groaned and pushed his cock up against me. I put my legs on the ground next to him and stood up, straddling his stomach. I carefully climbed out of my shorts and stood above him, giving him a good view of my shaved pussy. I felt sexy and in control and he wasn’t stopping me. I looked down at him while my hands ran between my slit while he looked up and watched me.

He reached down and shook out of his pants, never taking my eyes off of my fingers, dipping slowly into my pussy. He was stroking his cock slowly. I gently bent my knees, dipping my hips forward and back- creating a dirty little dance for him, while his cock grew harder in his hands. I stepped forward and bent my knees dipping my hips all the way down so my cunt was right at his face. He moaned and kissed me, his tongue darting out for a taste of my slick juices before I raised up against and moved backwards.

I bent my knees again and lowered down on his cock which he guided right into me. I straddled and squatted on him, slowly bouncing on his cock, teasing him. Letting my wet cut drip down his shaft. The yoga and pilates were surely improving my strength because I was able to move up and down, using just my legs. He closed his eyes and groaned, his thick cock already pulsing inside me. I sunk all the way down on him, and dropped my knees to the floor taking him all in.

“Look at me” I whispered to him, “Watch me fuck you.”

He looked at me and hissed through his teeth. He was hungry for my fuck, I could see it in his eyes. My hands went to my tits and I pinched my nipples tightly while I rocked back and forth on his cock. He held on to my hips and thrust towards me. I savored each thrust, each rock forward pushing my clit against his body, grinding into his soft trimmed pubic hair. I leaned in to him, pushing and fucking. My hair hanging into his face and my tits gently swaying back and forth.

My orgasm climbed slowly as I fucked him. The swelling of my cunt. I envisioned my gspot, throbbing and pulsing the way his cock does. The insides of my pussy swelling and tightening around his shaft. My brain focused on the sensation. My mind created dirty pictures of his cock being squeezed tight by my cunt, and my g spot swelling over his head. The images were my sensation. I leaned in and my sex devoured us both. I held my body still, just pushing against him. My orgasm, it consumed me. Burned me. My breath held while the flames crawled up thru my lungs and a weakened, helpless cry escaped my lips. I balance on the edge. A slight, so slight shift in my hips and I melted. My sex became liquid, I moved into him. He called out my name, surrendering his own orgasm to mine.

I rocked on him, slower and slower- my body shuddering in after shocks. He pulled me down to him and rolled over on top of me, crushing me with his body, kissing me again. Passionate.

He looked down at me again, ready to speak. I rested my finger over his lips and softly quieted his intention to speak.

Don’t ruin this. – is what I said to him…