My Office Fantasy

Jay knew I was working a little late on Friday, and he wasn’t broadcasting a football game, so he surprised me at the office. He knocked, and I opened the door to see him standing there with flowers and a small travel bag. I immediately became aroused. I had shared my office fantasy with him earlier in the week, and I knew he couldn't resist me and, more to the point, I knew I couldn’t resist him.

After closing the door and locking it behind us, he grabbed me aggressively by the hips, pulled me close, and kissed me deeply and passionately. I was smiling on the inside, appreciating his touch, especially when he slid his hand up my back, to my neck and tugged forcefully on my hair. My breathing increased, my pussy trembled and dampness ensued.

Using my hair to guide me, he led me back to my office, where he placed the flowers on the computer printer stand beside my desk, and immediately lifted my skirt to capture my pussy. Looking deeply into my eyes, he asked if I was done with my work. When I told him I wasn’t, he chuckled, and said, “Enjoy your flowers, and good luck focusing.”

With that, he gently kissed me, while slipping his fingers inside my thong and inside my waiting vagina. He then kissed his way down my body, sneaking a quick nibble on my clit, as he knelt before me and slipped my panties across my hips, down my legs and over my heels. With my pussy now available to him, he slid beneath my desk, and told me to sit down and finish my work. I only had three more files to enter on the computer, but it seemed to take me forever because this amazing man spent the entire time licking, kissing and sucking on my pussy lips and clit. Focus? I could barely type.

When I finally finished – the paperwork and at least three mind-blowing orgasms that forced my hands to the back of his head to bury his face in my juices – I slid my chair away from him, looked into those beautiful, hungry brown eyes, and smiled at him. “You are sooooo good to me,” I told him. In his typical aw-shucks manner, he simply said, “You are the most beautiful lady I have ever seen, you have a heart of gold, and I will spend the rest of my life proving how much I love you.”

When he leaned toward me and attempted to pull my chair back into position, I blushed and told him I wasn’t ready to “go” again. He crawled closer to me, raised his face to mine, and gave me another passionate kiss that seemed to last days. “I understand,” he said. “We’ll work you back up to that.”

When he stood before me, I could see the bulge in his slacks and I realized this may have been as much his fantasy as it was mine. I looked up at him and smiled. Then, without breaking eye contact, I unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his slacks and pulled down his zipper, making sure to press my palm against his perfect penis as much as possible.

Sliding to the edge of my chair, with my legs still spread wide open, and my pussy dripping wet, I released his magnificent cock from his boxers. I had done this many times before and I know he loves stuffing his cock into my mouth almost as much as I love the feeling of it sliding over my tongue and hitting the back of my throat. I like to open my mouth wide and tease his balls with my tongue. He likes to grab my hair – which explains why that always gets a reaction from me – and push my head down to the base. We both enjoy deepthroat!

As the head of his penis grew larger and larger, I could taste his pre-cum dancing in the back of my throat, but, apparently, he wasn't ready just yet. He pulled out of my mouth with an audible 'plop,' and took a step away from me as I looked up at him with a pout.

He then demanded that I stand and allow him to have my chair, and, reflecting on my fantasies from earlier in the week, I nearly came when the muscles in my legs contracted to lift me out of the chair. After sliding his shoes and socks off, and slipping his slacks across his feet, he flattened his thighs parallel to the floor, and grabbed me by the wrist closest to him. He then dragged me across his lap, pressing my head toward the floor on one side, and allowing my legs to dangle on the other side.

SMACK!

“Is this what you had in mind?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Ye…”

SMACK! SMACK! His hand interrupted my reply.

“Good girls don’t need to be punished,” he said.

“But…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“But sometimes I have thoughts,” I said, beginning to feel the sting in the cheeks of my ass.

“I love those thoughts,” he said, now caressing my ass and slipping his fingers between my legs to tease my soaking pussy. “I love knowing you trust me enough to share those thoughts and offer them to me as suggestions.”

“I’ve just never…”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“I don’t care what you’ve experienced before, sweetheart,” he said. “You’re never going back there, and WE are going places neither of us has ever been. That’s why I love you, that’s why I love your thoughts.”

“Yes, sir,” I responded, smiling throughout my body.

“Now, you’ve had nine… Would you like a tenth?” he asked.

“Yes, please,” I said, seemingly answering before I had time to think… and before…

SMACK!!!! The final jolt sent chills throughout my body and caused every muscle in me to tighten.

Seeing my reaction, Jay immediately lifted me off of his lap and began to apologize. I quickly knelt before him, placed a finger to his lips, looked into those captivating eyes, and whispered, “Shhhhhh. You were perfect!” My response – or the thought that he had, perhaps, hurt me – nearly brought him to tears, but he turned me away before I could see that, asking me to get his overnight bag from behind the chair. 

While he somewhat secretly removed a bottle of body lotion from the front pocket of the bag, he asked me to undress. When I finished, I stood completely naked before him, and, after studying every inch of me with his eyes, he smiled broadly and pulled me close to kiss my navel. Then, while holding me close, he slipped one hand to my wrist, stood behind me and pressed my breasts against my cool wooden desk.

Then, as I began to wonder if Jay was going to continue my spanking or fuck me on my desk, this magnificent man began to cover my tingling ass in gentle kisses and, apparently, some type of lotion that is warmed by one’s breath. I couldn’t help but begin to grind my ass and pussy back against his face, which caused him to offer a muffled laugh…

And it wasn’t long before he was standing behind me, teasing my pussy lips, clit and the opening to my vagina with the head of his rock-hard cock. When he grabbed my hair and lifted my head off of my desk, I wanted to scream “Fuck me!” Instead, Jay leaned down, kissed me on the neck and asked, “How does your fantasy end?”

I quickly turned to face him, removing his shirt… and leaving us both completely naked (an image I’m sure I won’t be able to shake for weeks at work). I then lifted my pampered ass cheeks back up onto the edge of my desk, leaned back, spread my legs and put my ankles on his shoulders. Within minutes, I/we were enjoying the most amazing love-making session… and, within minutes, we both looked into each other’s eyes… flashed knowing smiles… and came together (me twice – once as a climax and once as Jay continued to rock himself back and forth to ease my muscles into relaxation… I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming)!!!

Without saying a word, Jay leaned down to kiss me… wrapping his arms tightly around me and lifting me into a seated position as he stood up. Then, to my amazement, Jay kissed me on the cheek and turned away to retrieve a catered dinner, complete with wine and candles, from his bag. And, for the next half-hour or so, he sat with me in his lap and fed me an incredible meal.

When I told him I had had enough, he smiled, kissed me again… dressed me… cleaned my office… and followed me home, where we watched movies on TV and snuggled on the sofa… where I crashed so exhausted that I woke up next to him Saturday morning right there.

Lingerie & Deepthroat

As stated in my previous post, I left work extra early so that I could relax and prepare for a wonderful evening with my fiancé, Jay. I tidied up around the house a bit, then walked down the sun-lit hallway to our bedroom. I began to disrobe. I put my pearl necklace and matching earrings Jay made me on the dresser, and my work skirt-suit went back in my closet. I then put on the sexy black lace teddy (see below) he had given me, and I painted my nails a deep, pearlescent red… And I’ll admit, it made me wet imagining how my cute little toenails would look in a pair of sheer black, thigh-high stockings later that night.

As I began making dinner and desert, my entire body shivered in anticipation at the simple touch his hands would bring when he walked in the door and I greeted him. My nipples were erect and my clit was aching for his attention. Almost giddy in anticipation, I picked a bottle of Jay’s favorite wine and placed it in the fridge.

My 10-minute makeup routine followed – mostly eyes and lips – and I considered myself the perfect welcome-home slut. A pair of five-inch fuck-me heels completed the look, and I relaxed on the loveseat with a delicious chocolate mixed drink to await his arrival.

About an hour later, although the wait seemed like days, I heard his car pull into the driveway. It was all I could do not to sprint to the door, but I walked slowly – in my heels – and opened the inner wooden door and stood in sight inside the screen door. I could see his beautiful brown eyes sparkle and his world-changing smile as he exited the car and caught his first glimpse of his toy for the evening.

Jay walked in, dropped everything, closed the door behind us, and pinned me to the door and kissed me deeply and passionately. When he pressed even closer to extend the kiss, I noticed that he already had an erection. Apparently, I had done a good job preparing myself… and, knowing that, pleased me beyond words. The whole scene was so hot I could barely contain myself, as my pussy started leaking enough to float a small boat.

When we finally stopped kissing and grinding, I flashed Jay a loving smile, took his hand and led him into the kitchen, where dinner was ready. He was thrilled to see spaghetti (his favorite meal), garlic bread and cheesecake.

“Wow! You look incredible, absolutely gorgeous,” he said. “What did I do to deserve all of this?”

“You love me perfectly,” I said.

Over the next half-hour or so, we continued to flirt and teasingly fed each other.

When dinner was done, Jay scooped me into his arms and carried me into the bedroom… kissing me the entire length of the hallway! From that point on, it was as if this magnificent man of mine was on a mission.

After tying my wrists and ankles to the headboard posts and legs of the bed, he slowly traced the delicate lace pattern of my teddy, remarking often how perfect every inch of my body is. I wanted to grab him, kiss him and thank him for his incredible comments, but I was helpless. I did, however, say thank you, to which he responded, “I’m only being honest. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Hearing that, I closed my eyes and completely gave in to his desires… and my dreams!

After covering every inch of my teddy, Jay turned his attention to my stockings. He massaged my legs gently at first, then pressed deeper into my muscles… which only added to my relaxation and, ultimately, my surrender.

Eventually, his hands found their way to my thighs… and I began to dig my heels into the bed, eagerly anticipating what was about to happen. When Jay noticed the muscles in my legs pressing against the mattress, he chuckled… and popped the snaps on my teddy. My soaked pussy must have been too much for his patience, as he declined his typical finger-teasing time and went straight to work with his incredible mouth and tongue.

After two AMAZING orgasms, I felt his weight lift off of the bed, and I opened my eyes to see him undressing. When he was completely disrobed, he began to untie me, and I asked if he was sure. “Yes, sweetheart,” he replied. “I want to feel every inch of you enjoy me tonight.” Again, I melted at his words… and I came twice more with him deep inside me, digging my nails into his back and shoulders, and locking my ankles together and squeezing him as tightly as I could both times.

When I felt the head of his perfect penis swelling inside me, I whispered that I wanted to “finish the evening my way.” Smiling, he lifted himself off of me, kissed me deeply and passionately, and asked me what I had in mind. That’s when the true slut came out. On this night, I was going to show him who owned that cock!

I stayed on my back, but moved to the center of the bed, and told Jay to position his knees by my shoulders. Then, in one motion, I grabbed his ass with both hands and shoved his cock deep into my throat. I was thankful for our combined natural lubricants, as the initial thrust was so deep and so fast that it kind of caught even me by surprise. However, by the time his thick head reached the back of my throat, my mouth and throat were as wide open as I could get them, and I had my fingernails deep into his lower back, forcing him to give me a much-wanted face-fucking.

"Oh my god, Missy,” Jay said, with a look of shock and amazement in his eyes. “You’re going to make me crazy.”

“Mmmm, hmmm,” I mumbled, never releasing his shaft.

In just a few minutes, his remarkable full lips formed into a sexy 'O' shape, as he blasted his load into the back of my mouth and throat. With that, I began to slow down my self-imposed face pumping, slowly cleaning him of our juices… until he begged me to stop.

Inwardly beaming at my successful job impressing the sexiest man I have ever known, I rolled him onto his back, curled up with my head on his chest… and quickly faded into the night.

Delicious Punishment

My fiance punished me last night for a "major oversight" on my part, but he did it in the most wonderful way!!!

When I walked into the house and kicked off my training shoes, he immediately grabbed me and pulled me close to him, holding me tightly by the wrists. He kissed me and welcomed me home, and then asked where I had been after my aerobics class. I told him I went out with some of the ladies in the class, and explained that we had dinner and a drink or two. With that, he pinned my wrists to my back and held them with one hand, and led me to the kitchen, where I could see a candle-lit table and a cold dinner waiting. :-( 

I tried to apologize, but this amazing man forcefully, yet gently bent me over the edge of the table, pushing my shoulders and breasts to the table with his free hand. Then, in an instant, I found my sweatpants, workout shorts and thong tugged across my hips and dropped to my ankles … and I felt the sting of a quick slap from his hand.

"You could have at least called, right?" he asked. Knowing it would get me more of what I suddenly hungered for, I gave him the answer he wanted, "Yes, I could have and ..."
SMACK! 
"... could have and should have ..."
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"... could have and should have called," I finally admitted after a slight squeal of pain.

I think it was that sound that made his perfect penis rock hard, as I could feel him press against my naked ass through his black pleated dress shorts. When he leaned down to kiss my shoulders, he slid his free hand (still holding my wrists with the other!!!) under my sweatshirt, T-shirt and sports bra to grope my breasts, and he whispered in my ear that I had been a bad girl.

"I had no idea," I said of his planned surprise greeting. "I know we usually spend Wednesday nights together, but I ..." He interrupted me mid-sentence by releasing my breasts, grabbing my hair and perfectly yet powerfully pulling my head off of the table. "No more excuses," he said. He turned my head and kissed me passionately, then began to ravage my ears, neck and shoulders, which he knows drives me wild!!! After using my hair to lift my upper body from the table, my magnificent man finished undressing me, and I found myself standing naked, completely naked, in my dimly-lit kitchen... and eagerly anticipating whatever was in store for me.

Turns out, I could never have imagined, as I had never been this route with anyone. From a kitchen drawer, he retrieved four pieces of red rope, which looked like curtain tie-backs, complete with tassles on both ends of each rope. Apparently, he had been busy while I
was out with the girls -- re-planning his surprise!!! Then, like a Boy Scout preparing his tent for a storm, my fiance bound the ropes to my wrists and ankles, and, after scooping me into his arms, carried me to the table, brushed aside the candles -- still lit -- with my hips and laid me on my back in the middle of the table. He lifted a candle between his eyes and mine, and laughed as he watched the melting candle wax trickling down the sides of the candlesticks. He then slid one against my wet pussy, between my parted lips, and placed the other between my breasts.

While he was tying my wrists and ankles to the legs of the table, placing me in a relaxed spread eagle (he explained that he wanted me restricted, but wanted to see me squirm!!!), my throbbing clit became the first part of my body ever to feel the burn of melting wax. Those amazing feelings continued -- on my pussy and on my breasts and hard nipples -- for the next 10 minutes or so until the candles completely burned out... while he ate his dinner between my legs at one end of the table.

When he was finished eating, my fiance lifted my shoulders and pulled me into position, with my head dangling beyond one end of the table.  I knew immediately what he wanted, and I was determined not to let him down as I had while he waited for me with dinner. I knew I was absolutely correct when he unzipped his shorts, and his perfect penis popped out without even being released from his boxers, dropping a bit of precum on the tip of my nose.  Immediately, he began to fuck my face -- and I mean FUCK my face! He was rammng himself against the back of my throat again and again and again -- tip to base, balls slapping against my eyes and nose with each thrust. All the while, he was tapping my pussy and clit with a riding crop... and reminding me what drinks do to me sexually... and asking if I had learned my lesson.

I tried to answer him each time he asked, but he pounded himself against the back of my throat each time I attempted to open my mouth, and he chuckled when the muscles in my mouth and throat held him tightly while trying to form words.  It was, apparently, unprecedented for both of us, as he needed only 7-8 minutes to fill me with the largest load I remember!!!

With his saliva and cum covered cock pressed against my face and forehead, he leaned down to kiss my breasts, which were throbbing from the experience and the candle wax, and he reminded me that I had finished my dinner with the girls, and he had just given me dessert. He then asked what I thought he should do about the dinner he prepared for us. He laughed when I tried to throat out "save it," as he again crammed his perfect penis deep into my throat.

When he finished -- and I finished "cleaning him," he asked if I wanted to share an after-dinner drink with him.  I nodded yes, still trying to comprehend if this was punishment or a reward, and he fixed us each a Capt. Morgan and Diet Pepsi -- mine with a bendy straw, as I was still tied to the table.  "Have you learned a lesson? Will you remember to call and ask me to hold dinner and dessert the next time?" he asked.  “OMG, YESSSS!” I begged in reply, wanted desperately to be untied so I could wrap my hand around his cock, lead him to the bedroom and make love.

He chuckled as her returned to the kitchen drawer from which he had earlier removed the ropes... returning to the table, this time, with my favorite double-bullet vibrator.  A few minutes -- maybe seconds -- later, I grabbed the ropes attached to my wrists and jerked them with all of my strength, dug my heels into the legs of the table and SCREAMED out an unbelievable orgasm -- or series of them!!! OMG!!! OMG!!! OMG!!!  I have never been that crazy, and my man knew it, racing around the table to untie me so he could hold me in his arms... until my muscles stopped contracting and my body stopped shaking. It was -- he was -- absolutely incredible!!!

When I finally did stop shaking, I was carried to the bathroom off of the master bedroom, where I could see handcuffs hanging from the shower head.  I knew I was in for more torture!  My fantastic fiance smiled broadly when he saw the recognition in my eyes. "Did you think I was done with you, Baby?" he asked. "Or, would 'my baby' have done what you did tonight -- waste a good meal, wonderful dessert and great company?" "No," I said, as I was assisted into the shower and fitted into the handcuffs.

When the water first came on, it was ice cold. It was a stark contrast to my body -- heated during my workout and then set afire by my "punishment." I shrieked and tried to leap forward out of the water, but the handcuffs kept me in range. Eventually, the water heated up, and so did the shower, as my handsome man climbed in with my gold tube vibe -- which he shoved inside me as he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back into the water for a breath-taking passionate kiss. After making me cum again and again and again, he washed me, shaved me and orally pleased me before turning off the water and releasing my hands.

Out of the shower, I was dried, covered with my favorite after-bath oil and led hand-in-hand to the bed, which had been covered with white, pink and red rose petals. From pleasured beyond my wildest dreams to stunned silent, disappointed in and angry with myself, embarrassed, sorrow ... and thankful -- for the most wonderful man in the world.

As my fiance laid me on the bed, amidst the cool petals and incredible scents, I apologized for ruining his plans and tried to promise I would ALWAYS call ... but he interrupted me... Simply kissing me and telling me I was his blessing!!!  I spent the remainder of the night (we were up until 3:45 a.m.!!!) doing EVERYTHING in my power to show him how precious he is to me and how thankful I am for his presence in my life.

The Human Ice Cream Sundae

While in Louisville two weekends ago, my magnificent man and I decided to go someplace nice for dinner on Saturday. You know -- candlelight, good food, adult beverages. So, we called the front desk, asked for a recommendation, and were given the number of a nearby Italian place. Perfect! We called and made reservations, and then shared a steamy shower in which we exchanged oral pleasures, made love and cleaned each other inch-by-inch. More perfect!!


The restaurant was very nice, exactly what we wanted. Romantic atmosphere, very good food and lots of it, and outstanding wine pairings. We concluded the night with a bottle of Ca dei Mandoril, which we were told was the wine used by Marc Antony to seduce Cleopatra. It did the same to me! I thoroughly enjoyed the wine, and my fiance's left hand was working wonders on my right thigh and doing a sensational job teasing my pussy without actually touching me. I was soaked by the time we left the restaurant.


I was a little surprised he didn't order dessert with our wine, as he has a wonderful sweet-tooth for outstanding desserts, and the restaurant we chose had many, but, when I asked, he reassured me that he had something else in mind.  I couldn't help but smile... I love his imagination!

And, I soon learned what he had in mind. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Friendly's and ordered a 5-scoop Reese's Pieces Sundae (made for two) to go. When we returned to the car, I knew immediately what was about to happen. My incredibly sexy man lifted my dress (which didn't have to move far to expose my bare pussy) and placed the ice-cold cup between my legs, tight against my now-dripping pussy.


Once in our room, he quickly had me undressed -- mainly because all I had on was my dress, a thin bra (which did nothing to hide my rock-hard nipples) and heels. After asking me to lay down on the coffee table in the room, he slid me into place with my ass on the edge of one end of the table, and began to prepare his dessert. He extended my arms above my head, binding each wrist to a leg of the table. With my ass on the edge of the table, my feet were on the ground, and my ankles were tied to the table legs beneath my butt.

I began to quake before my fiance even placed the first portion of the ice cream sundae on my hungry, aching body! He covered my breasts and pussy with the icy mixture of vanilla ice cream, peanut butter sauce, hot fudge, Reese's Pieces and whipped cream, and he strategically placed the cherry atop a mound of whipped cream on my clit.

And although helpless, I was then spoiled with the longest, most insanely ravishing oral love-making... He was so perfect and so complete!!! I didn't even bother to count how many times he made me cum.  It was incredible -- my hot body, the cold ice cream, the warm sauces, the cool whipped cream, his hot, passionate kisses and indescribable tongue!!!


And, to cap the evening, this amazing man of mine carried me into the shower, washed me head-to-toe (including a heaven-sent washing and rinsing of my hair!), and then dried me off, covered me with my Avon "Skin So Soft" lotion and carried me back to bed, where he had another bottle of Ca dei Mandoril waiting!!!

Needless to say ... After enjoying the wine, I enjoyed HIM -- YUMMMM!!!! -- and fell asleep with my head on his chest.