You Came to Me From Nowhere (part 2)

You stand and, with a small smile on your face, you begin to remove your clothes. Your shirt comes off easily; your skirt falls to the floor. You hesitate slightly when you remove your bra, but that too joins the heap. Clad in only your knickers, you come up to me.

'I thought you might like to take them off.'

'Good thought,' I grin.

I pull you on to the bed and nuzzle your neck. Slowly working my way down. Your breasts falling prey to my teeth. I come to the hem of your knickers and pull them down with my teeth.

You are unselfconscious. Good. I gently spread your legs and taste you. Sweet and strong. You writhe under my attentions but I stop short of bringing you over the edge. I sit back for a moment. 'I want to watch you play with yourself.'

One hand moves to your nipple, squeezing it. The other goes straight between your legs. I watch you fuck your fingers. Your moans grow louder. Your body shudders and you shout. Quickly, I grab your hand from inside you and lick your fingers. 'Mmmmm. Very nice. I think you're ready to be fucked now, don't you?'

You Came to Me From Nowhere

I'd just been thinking of you the day before. And in came your message. Without precursor, without the merest hint.

Sitting on the bed, you come over to me. Without saying a word, you position yourself across my knee. Your skirt is hiked around your waist; knickers pulled down slightly. I don't need to ask what you've done. You've been a bad girl.

I rest my hand on your ass, rubbing it slightly. Getting you used to my touch. Slowly, I bring my hand up and swat you. You squirm slightly. Ha, if you squirm now, just wait. Again, I bring my hand down. Your ass is a little red now. Again. Again. You yelp!

I slip my hand between your legs. Mm, already moist. My finger slides inside you briefly and I bring it to my lips. 'Not bad, but you can do better.'

I strike your ass hard, the hardest yet. Another yelp. 'Hush.' You nod. I spank you again. Each stroke coming faster upon the last. Already your ass has several handprints on it. You begin to whimper. It drives me to spank you harder. Tears begin to well up in your eyes.

'Have you learned your lesson?' You nod again. 'Good. Now stand up and strip for me...'