So much to say, so little time.

littlemxswitch:

Oh, oh, how I adore this!

yourbadgrrl:

What Fate Hands You, by yourbadgrrl

She had stupidly agreed to let her boyfriend tie her up but after toying with her, teasing her, he’d left her there, squirming, stewing, unsatisfied. He’d been gone for about two hours now, and she was frustrated and angry—and a little scared. She sighed with relief when she heard the key in the lock, and footsteps coming down the hall.

Imagine her shock when she saw his brother staring at her from the doorway.

He walked into the room slowly, eyes never leaving her face.

“You guys forgot I was visiting?” he laughed.

She could only stare back at him, dumbfounded, ashamed. And more than a little aroused. His straining cock told her he was liking what he saw.

He moved to the foot of the bed and began readjusting the ties.

“My brother is just so sloppy. These need to be much, much tighter…”

Soon her legs were spread widely, lewdly, and securely.

“He’ll be back soon—” she managed to whisper. As if that would stop whatever was happening from happening.

“No, he’s not. He’s passed out down at Flaherty’s. He did manage to give me the key to the handcuffs”—he dangled them in her face—“but I’m not going to be uncuffing you anytime soon, believe me…”

She gasped as he undid his belt buckle and removed his trousers, then laid on the bed next to her, grabbing her jaw and forcing her to look at him.

“It’s been so long, baby girl. I know you’ve missed me. I know you’re not really satisfied with him—”

Before she could answer him, his mouth was covering hers, devouring her feeble denials, seeking the truth from their entwined tongues. And his fingers sought further proof, sliding into her panties, stroking her soaked slit, circling her clit, pushing her, demanding she cum for him. He fingerfucked her hard as she started to soar, smiling as she groaned and writhed beneath him, sweat beading her brow.

He licked her neck and whispered in her ear, “You were always such a filthy slut…and you’re still my little cumtoy!” knowing that would send her over the edge again. Oh, the ways he would win her back. He had all night long.

Part of him watched the scene unfold in awe. He could never have imagined this, not in a million years. And that made his betrayal, his revenge, his delight in taking her tonight even that much sweeter…

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jadoreass:

Its the reaction of a very happy man!

housewife-bunnie:

allmyswallows:

That moment when you can’t believe how gooooood it feels!

I love that reaction.

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feminist-submissive:

I want this so much.

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feminist-submissive:

so-this-is-my-blog-i-guess:

uh huh…

Oh my god.

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i-will-call-you-sir:

This is the place I want to bring you.  Over and over again.

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fuzzypixels:

myegotisticalindulgences:

     She spends the rest of the class period sending me pictures and short video of herself licking her nipples, playing with her pussy, and bent over smacking her ass.

     I spend the rest of my class pissed off, rock hard, with my eyes glued to my phone. By the end of the class I don’t even remember what we were studying. I gather my things, working hard to keep my boner hidden, and rush out the door.

     As I exit the building, the cool spring air helps clear my head. Still, as I cross campus to the student apartments, all I can think of is is her. How the juices dripping from her pretty chocolate brown pussy had soaked through her panties, and the way she moaned my name.

FUCK!

     Instead of taking the elevator up to my floor, I end up taking the stairs, two at a time to hers. I make it to her third floor room not even out of breath, and knock on the door. She opens the door butt naked and surveys me, a smirk on her face. Starting with my eyes, she slowly scans my body, she had intended this to be seductive, but instead of seeing the bulge was expecting to see in my jeans, she sees my rock hard dick already out of my jeans and waiting on her.

She gasps, surprised, but that was the idea.

     I push passed her into the apartment and throw my books and papers off to the side of the door. After striding to the middle of the living room I turn, face her, and say,

     “Get to work.”

She kicks the door closed and replies, “Yes, Daddy.”

     She crosses the room slowly, eyes locked on my dick and slowly sinks to her knees.

God damn

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