The Sex I Have

by Vivian Heart 4 months ago in erotic

A Woman's World

The Sex I Have

Have you ever just had enough of people? Dealing with all of their drama and stress? Some people are just stressful to be around, ultimately stealing your joy and zest for life. Like huge emotional vacuums, they walk in and vent all of their grievances; at times making them up in hypothetical situations. After dumping all of this trash on you, they somehow look at you like you are the one ruining their day. Perhaps it is the look of horror on our face after we listen to 30 minutes of their bile, I don’t know…

Another favorite of mine is when you are having a conversation with someone, who started the conversation, and they continuously cut you off and make it obvious they don’t want to hear what you have say. What’s that? Are they just looking for an opportunity to be salty to you? Personally, I have had enough. I want things on my terms. I needed my appointment; my personal me time.

Moments after checking in, I was walking down a dimly lit hallway dressed in black fishnet stockings and six-inch leather boots that ran up to my thigh. The Garter belt partially hiding crotchless panties. My breasts were supported in an open cup leather bra, leaving my nipples exposed. All topped off with a matching black choker, black gloves that held a riding crop.

Swinging the door open, I entered the room I was assigned. In the middle stood my partner for the next 90 minutes. He was tall and lean with sandy blonde hair that was kept in a neat bun at the nape of his neck. He was already in handcuffs when I walked over to a table that displayed props for my session. Picking up a round brown ball about the size of a small apple, I placed it in his mouth without saying a word. Using elastic straps, I secured it in place, ensuring me silence. Circling him, I eyed him up and down, taking every inch of him in. Barely covered by his black thong, there was little left to my imagination. Just how I liked it. His muscular legs, so long with a nice covering of hair. His chest was well developed and smooth. His back, my favorite, covered with cut muscle definition all the way down to his ass. “Yummy,” I thought to myself.

I stopped circling him, ready to begin. I leaned in close to his ear and began to whisper. “We are going to have some fun tonight, just do as you’re told and I won’t have to spank you.”

A grunt came from behind the ball. Raising my hand, I swatted the crop across his buttocks. “Silence!” I yelled. “I don’t want to hear anything out of you.”

He stood looking at me, defiance flickered across his eyes. I stood there waiting, daring for him not to obey me. When he let out a snort of disapproval, I forced him to bend over and began to spank him on his bare ass. At first, as hard as I could. The crop leaving its mark on his cheeks. My arousal began to take over when I noticed his erection. The time in between swats became farther and farther apart. I wanted him.

Standing him up, I unclasped his thong, letting it drop to the floor, exposing his massive hard on. A smile curled the corners of my mouth. “Lucky me,” I thought, as I pushed him down into the chair that stood on its own in the room. Straddling over him, the hole in my panties gaped open allowing me to mount him whenever I desired. Slowly, I straddled him, easing down, barely touching his cock, hovering in mid-air, teasing him. My lips spread open, waiting to take him in. Looking into his eyes, my mouth inches from the ball that kept him silent. I could see the desire in his eyes, we both wanted this. Slowly, ever so slowly, I let him feel the moisture between my legs as I eased down. His cock filling the void inside me. I began to ride him, pumping his cock into me. My feet planted on the floor allowing me to move faster, harder. Grabbing his hair by the bun, I suddenly stopped, moments away from orgasm. Still looking in his eyes, I made him wait. I felt his cock inside me pulsating. Waiting a moment longer, I began to grind, continuing my sexual torture, making it last as long as I could. Making him wait, wait until I said he could cum.

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