Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “I own you, as you own me”. Last night I dreamed that you were with me.I could feel your heat as you lay between my legs, I could feel your breath against my neck as you made love to me. You were whispering my name as you fucked me.
I felt your hands moving over my body, every place you touched responding with gooseflesh.
I needed you to fuck me.
I needed you take me to that place where nothing in the world exists except for us. Our bodies. Your mouth, my cunt. Your hands, my breasts. Your cock, my tongue.
In that place of not yet awake, I swear that you were as real to me as anything I have ever known. I could feel your hands on me and the memory stayed with me throughout the morning hours. As I went about the business of the day at hand I felt you near me.
Right now, at the moment that I am writing this, I can still feel the wetness between my legs from the arousal of the night before. I will not shower. Not yet. I don't want to wash you away just yet.
I want this feeling to stay.
Are you ready for me to own your fuck? Let’s begin…
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Your voice on the line startles me. It has been days with only the briefest of communications between us and now here you are, your voice deep and raspy in my ear. Your voice, mmm…so hot. Always turns me on and you know this.
A sound I have longed for, but not heard in some time.
I know what that sound means. It means you are ready for me. The need has grown into something so great as to be uncontainable and so it spills forth from your tongue in a voice sweet, full of lust and need. Normally rather shy and halting, now it is aggressive and emotional.
"I need you". The words spill out, tumbling over themselves.
"I have my cock in my hand. I can't wait any longer. I need to come for you.”, your words are so fucking magical to me as you know you need to tame my animalistic sexual hunger for your cock.
You have no idea how turned on I am right now. When we are not sexting or talking, I look at the gift you gave me for solo inspiration, you know that one, the boner in your blue boxers. Just looking at that photo gives me an instant orgasm.
"Are you stroking yourself now?" I imagine your beautiful cock erect to the sound of my voice.
"Yes." You boldly say. Fuck, that is so hot that you are hard for me. That turns me on even more.
"Tell me. Tell me that it's my mouth on your cock."
And so you begin, telling me of how your tongue is running along my clit. I tell you to stroke harder, then raise your fingers to your mouth. I want you to taste yourself, tell me how you taste.
Again and again I make you taste it. It is the flavor I desire and the closest I can get is hearing you tell me how delicious it is. And you do. You tell me how much I would love this taste of you sliding down my throat.
You tease me so that my panties are soaked and I cannot bear to not be able to touch myself.
"Pull down your panties", you whisper across the miles. "Put your fingers inside yourself."
As you know I am Dom thorough words but in real life, well, I am a Sub and I will kneel for you, I will everything you tell me to do baby, and I do as told pulling the lace aside and inserting two fingers into myself. I have to tell you now what I am doing, rubbing my fingers around my clit, slowly inserting them and working myself until my hands are soaked and I can feel my orgasm coming close.
I hear your breathing in my ear, the guttural growls as you work yourself harder and faster. I have need to hear you come. I have need to hear the pulling, wrenching gasps that come from the very depths of your soul.
I tell you to come for me.
I own your fuck.
No one else can do for you what I do.
I make you tell me.
Tell me you love me.
Tell me you want no other.
Tell me how much you love to fuck me.
And you reach for me from far away, the sound of your release is hot in my ear. I push myself then, forcing my fingers into myself until the waves roll over me and I am lost in a tidal flood of pleasure.
I own you, as you own me.
