Protection (closed)

[heartofcourage]

I sigh as you kiss me one more time before you tell me I’m the love of your life. It’s enough to make me want to get on my knees and worship that cock but I know that with little Molly running around, that might get risky.

“Can I be your fucking tease tonight? Will you hold me down to our bed and teach me a lesson?” I ask in a whispered voice, my hips rubbing against the growing cock that I can feel in your jeans.

 

[garajd]

"I have a feeling you will always be my fucking tease. I can try to teach you another lesson,"chuckling as I say it, "but you don't seem to listen very well. Seems like I need to keep teaching you over and over."

All you do is smile and head for the stairs swaying your ass back and forth, which I promptly reach out and swat, causing you to turn and stick your tongue out at me . . . could be quite a lesson tonight.

Once you leave, I make sure I have all the measurements done so that we can finish up the basement and move into our office and family room.

 

[heartofcourage]

Once back in the kitchen, Molly helps to make a salad and soon we are calling you up from the basement. A nice family meal is followed by a family movie. Molly insists she gets to sit between us as we watch one of her favorite cartoons. She’s entranced and I take the time to massage the back of your neck with my hand, smiling innocently at you as you give me a little look.

No funny business right now. It’s all about Molly as the cartoon finishes and she insists on another. She doesn’t even make it past the first half of the film before she’s snoozing against your side.

“Let’s get her tucked in, baby.” I say, letting you lift her as we get her wrangled into a pair of pajamas and tucked in safe and sound with her lion.

 

[garajd]

Once she is tucked in, I look over at you . . . "Glass of wine, or are you ready for your lesson?" Been thinking about this since you teased" me in the basement, so maybe a glass of wine for you to think about it a little longer might add a little more suspense.

Heading back down . . . either to get the wine or make sure everything is secure . . . I look back to see if you are following.

 

[heartofcourage]

“I’m a mommy to be, Alan. I can’t have wine.” I tease you as I wrap my arms around your chest and kiss your cheeks over and over again, trying to pepper you until you either decide to go easy on me or teach me my lesson.

 

[garajd]

"In that case, I will go down and turn off the lights and set the alarm. I expect to find you in the middle of the bed, naked, on your hands and knees. Maybe I should call Tim and see if he wants to come over for a demonstration of how to teach his wife a lesson." Obviously, you know I'm teasing but it's always interesting to see your reaction to some of my teasing.

Once I turn toward the stairs, you look at me for a moment with that 'deer in the headlights' look and then head for the bedroom, starting to undress as you walk down the hall.

 

[heartofcourage]

The thought of someone else watching, participating in our little love games is definitely one that is interesting. We’ve talked about adding others in to our love making and I know in time we will branch out and do just that, but the threat tonight is a little startling. It also has made me hopelessly wet.

By the time you enter the room, I’m in the position you’ve told me to be in. You can clearly see my wet folds peeking out from between my thighs as I look over my shoulder at you.

“Is this what you wanted, babe?” I ask softly, my cheeks heating up the longer you stare at my body.

 

[garajd]

"Yes, slave . . . exactly as I requested . . . your lesson will begin very shortly." As much as we enjoy playing and teasing each other, your sexual arousal when I relegate you to the position of slave, totally under my command and control, spikes your arousal at an entirely different level.

Turning out the lights so that the room is dark before undressing my self; giving you a few more minutes to ponder your "lesson" for the evening. Walking over to our "drawer" i take a look to see what Sarah may have borrowed for tomorrow's play time with Tim. Retrieving a blindfold, I walk back to the bed and place it over your eyes, tying it behind your head.

 

[heartofcourage]

I let out a soft moan at the word slave and my pussy grows even wetter. The sticky juices are coursing down my thighs as you turn out the lights in the room and start to undress, looking in our toy drawer to pull out what Sarah has left behind.

I let out a gasp as you tie the blindfold around my eyes, plunging me into complete darkness. “Please, sir. I’ll be a good girl. There’s no need to bring anyone else in to watch.” I say, playing my little part in our erotic game.

 

[garajd]

"Need has nothing to do with it, slave. My desire and decision are all that it takes." The last time we visited our 'store', one of the things I purchased (without your knowledge) was an anal vibrator, very similar to your other vibes, but not as thick. It has been kept in my drqwer, hidden under my boxers; perhaps tonight is the night to bring it out.

Opening the box and bringing it to the bed along with a tube of lubricating gel. In my hand I also have the whip made of several leather straps which I draw slowly across your bottom, letting you feel the softness of the leather.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Yes, sir.” I say in a soft voice, trembling as you draw the new whip across my bottom. “Sir, I ask that you please whip me for being such a fucking tease.”

I wonder if you can see how turned on I am at the moment. Everything that you do makes me moan and move, my fingers clenching in the soft fabric of our bed.

 

[garajd]

There is no question at all about how turned on your are . . . the scent emanating from your female sex is intoxicating. Drawing the whip back, I snap it across your ass. The leather is quite soft and, thus, will not leave any deep marks, but it is more the surprise and the sting when it does contact your soft skin that is the purpose of this particular whip. ASnapping it across your ass another rwo times, I watch as you squirm and rub your thighs together.

 

[heartofcourage]

I gasp as you smack my bottom with the soft leather and I jolt on the bed, moaning at the surprise as you snap it again across the other cheek. With another blow soon following, I’m clenching my thighs together, struggling to find some relief for the ache that’s building.

“May I touch myself, sir?” I ask in a breathless voice, my tone turning to a whimper as another strike from the leather whip hits my cheeks again and I’m wriggling at the pain mixed with pleasure.

 

[garajd]

"Not yet, but soon." Laying the whip down, I pick up lube and smear it over the anal vibe . . and thena generous dollop on your tight rosebud. The coolness of the lube, and the application to your tight opening, cause you to jump. "OK, slave . . . now you may touch yourself." As your fingers reach back to their intended target of stimulation, I press the anal vibe against you and press it into your bottom, not starting the vibrating action until the probe is inside and your fingers are clawing at your clit.

 

[heartofcourage]

I gasp as I feel the dollop of lube against my tight asshole and I let out a gasp, jumping as you smear it in before you tell me that I can touch myself. My fingers are fumbling for my clit as you press something into my bottom. I let out a moan of pleasure and then suddenly gasp as you turn it on and it starts to jump and vibrate inside of me.

“Oh God!” I cry out, my hips bucking against my fingers as the little toy buzzes happily in my ass. “Oh fuck.”

 

[garajd]

Hearing you moan so loudly . . and cry out . . . tells me this has turned from "punishment" to "pleasure" . . . and I'm sure as hell not going to stop now. Wondering just how long you can keep going like this . . . vibe in your butt, fingers on your pussy . . .until an orgasm takes over that will leave you totally spent.

Changing speeds on the vibe . . . faster, slower . . . your whole body shuddering at the sensation . . . Your face buried in the sheets, cries of ecstacy continuing from your mouth . . .

 

[heartofcourage]

“Alan!” I yelp as my fingers move in a blur over my clit. My cheek is pressed against the sheets, constant sounds of pleasure coming from my lips as I feel you beside me, watching the scene before you.

“I need you! Sir, please!” I cry out, whimpering and moaning as the vibe in my ass buzzes away at a quick pace.

 

[garajd]

Settling in behind you, pressing the head of my cock between your thighs . . I find that I can keep the vibe in your ass as my cock quickly spreads your pussy lips and begins its assault on your clit and tight muscles. Once I reach full penetration, I do ease the vibe out of your bottom and begin a rhythmic pounding of your pussy . . . knowing that after all I have done to you tonight . . . you will not last long at all . . . but that's OK with me.

"C'mon slave, cum on your master's cock . . . squeeze it tight, Michaela . . . show me what a good slave you are . . ."

 

[heartofcourage]

I let out a cry as you press your cock deep into my wet folds, stretching me around your shaft as you start to tease the vibe in and out of my bottom. I am trembling as my fingers continue their assault on my clit and whimpering as you thrust in and out of my body.

“Alan!” I cry out as I cum, stars bursting behind my blindfold as I cum harder then I ever have before.

 

[garajd]

As your orgasm overpowers your whole body, I am just beginning to feel the need to cum myself, but this is one of those times when I can control my urge and will give you a bit of time to recover before cumming . . . and bringing you to another at the same time.

"Keep the blindfold on, slave . . . we are not done with your lesson yet this evening . . . I still need to cum."

 

[heartofcourage]

Panting and covered in a thin layer of sweat, I lie limp on the bed and nod as you tell me to keep the blindfold on.

“Yes, sir.” I say in a breathless sigh as I pick myself back up and resume my position on my hands and knees. “How can I help you, sir?”

 

[garajd]

"Roll over on your back." As you obey, I spread your legs wide, exposing your naked womanhood to my eyes . . . just enough light coming in from the outside night sky that I can see the sheen of your combined sweat and pussy juices coating your lower belly and thighs.

"Are you embarrassed at how exposed you are to me right now? Imagine what this would be like if I had someone here to watch with me, such as Tim and Sarah. What would they think of your display? This arouses you, doesn't it, Michaela . . even more when I use your name, rather than calling you my slave?"

Dipping my finger into your dripping wetness . . . so incredibly wet righ tnow . . .

 

[heartofcourage]

I gaps as you spread my legs wide and I know that you can see everything as you look down at my wet folds. Trembling as you start to talk, I whimper as you talk about someone there to watch us. Nodding my head, I whimper again as you call me by my name.

“It’s a really sexy thought.” I say softly, moaning as you dip your fingers into my wet folds, gathering the juices that are dripping free. “They would see a woman incredibly turned on by her husband. Is that something you would like, babe?” I ask, knowing that we’ve talked about a threesome before.

 

[garajd]

"Whenever you are ready, love . . you may bring someone to watch a husband completely satisfy his wife. If you choose, you may ask her to join in. But for now, you are here to satisfy me . . and if the thought of a friend of yours joining us excites you, I leave that up to you to bring her to me and we will talk about it."

Smearing the juices from your wet lips across your mouth . . feeling your tongue snake out to get a taste . . . "Now, slave, are you prepared to take me . . to allow your soon to be husband, your master to duck you until he cums? Are you willing to give yourself to me . . your pussy, actuall my pussy? You may cum again, I will not deny you that pleasure of release, but you are to do everything you can to make me cum. Do you understand what you are to do as my slave?"

 

[heartofcourage]

“Yes, sir. This slave begs for her soon to be husband and master to fuck his pussy until he comes.” I say, gasping as you smear my juices across my lips, my tongue flicking out to taste the tangy fluid as I feel you lining your cock up with my tight hole.

“Please, sir. Use this slave to cum. She wants to fill him honor her.” I’m absolutely trembling by the time that I feel your cock start to press inside of my pussy, worked up and needy of some good, hard fucking.