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LFStyleWriter
Over 90 days ago
Bisexual Male, 38
0 miles · Phoenix

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Sweet Torture

I settle on an activity we have not played with in months.

I had no specific plans for the evening until I saw your naked body as I walked in the door. You kneel, legs spread, collar on, and leash in hand. The look on your face as you see me is a soothing balm from the long workday; one of pure joy at the sight of me. You lean back, presenting your perfect body for my viewing enjoyment, while offering me the end of the leash. I drop my bag and keys on the floor. With two hands I...

Don't Fucking Touch!

“You belong to me. You are mine. I belong to you. I am yours.”

Walking into the house, I drop the keys into the dish, by the door, a little louder than characteristic. She walks in behind me, obviously uneasy. I close the door, lock it, and head to the kitchen. Pouring myself a glass of water I quickly chug it, trying to settle my nerves. It doesn’t work. Only one thing will. I turn around. She is standing at the bottom of the steps. The hem of her shawl in her hands, she shuffles it...

Kitten

Lining up the tip of the plug with her hole, I push it forward.

She whimpers and whines as she nuzzles her face against my neck. I chuckle quietly as I set down my book. My hand softly pets her hair which elicits purrs from her. “Feeling a bit kitty, baby?” I lift her face by the chin to look at me. She nods and gives me the look I so adore. “What kind of kitty mood are you in? To relax or to play?” She sits back on her knees and over-exaggerates her thinking face. An unconstrained ya...

Violating Work Policy

“Bend over and place your hands on the steps in front of you.” I lift her skirt up and over her backside.

Standing on the concourse level of the stairwell, the echoes of employees have my nerves on edge. We had been sexting for most of the morning, leaving both of us desperately needy. At the end of a large staff meeting, she sends me a message to meet her in our usual spot. With her being my direct supervisor, a relationship between us had to be kept private for fear of fraternization. At first, we vowed to keep play out of...

Masturbate For Me

“I want you to cum. I don’t want a show. I want it raw. I want to see how much you need it.”

The crackling of the fire sings a duet with the howling wind outside. Sitting in the dimly lit living room of the cabin, floor-to-ceiling windows to my right offers me a perfect view of snow drifting on the frigid wind. The moon’s glow casts shadows over the mountain that stands mighty across the twinkling lake. I look to my left and see her making her way to me from the bedroom hallway. Garbed in the most exquisite thing...