1. Don't Make Me Wait


    Date: 6/27/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Devilish052, Source: LushStories

    As he walks into the room I tell him, "Get on your knees!" Without complaint he complies. Stepping in front of me, he towers over me, being almost a foot taller than me. I look up at him in our close proximity, my face barely clears his chest. He looks amazing. A gray T-shirt that was tighter around his chest and shoulders. As well as jeans that seem to fit just right around his waist and ass, then fall a little baggy around his ankles. He is barefoot, because he must always take off his shoes before entering my room. He gets down on his knees and now I am barely taller than him. I glare at him, annoyed that it has come to this. Me standing in front of him completely naked, sexually frustrated, and in total control of the situation. He likes it when I'm mad at him. His face is inches away from my over sized breast. My skin can feel the air shift from his breathing, making my nipples hard. He loves my reaction, wants to be punished, by me and only me. He looks at me and a slight smirk crosses his face. My hand flies across his face. The echo of the smack vibrates through the room, and both of us. I hear a grunt slip his lips, with a moan ending to it. He looked at me, smirk not completely gone. “What are you smiling about?” I ask, knowing he wants this. “Nothing my Mistress,” he says with the hint of deviance in his tone. SMACK across the other cheek; this time it was clearly a moan I heard. He is getting excited, and I am too. His reaction is turning me on. “Stand up and ...
    strip down, I want to see all of what's mine!” He stood as I sat on the edge of the bed watching him, as he did as I said, slowly lifting his shirt. First revealing his muscled abs, and the light trail of hair that leads to my happy place. Lifting it further, I could see his sculptured chest, the Hershey Kiss nipples of his I wanted to taste and flick with my tongue. I bit my lower lip, as I started to see his nipples bead up from the cooled air conditioned room. His shirt finally came over his broad biteable shoulders, then over his gorgeous head, with the short loose curls that are long enough to pull. My hands are on my breast as I started to rub and pinch my nipples. My eyes never leaving his, doing what I wanted to do to him.. He is so fucking hot. His pants are next and he made a show out of it. Unbuttoning his jeans, then the zipper came down to show he had nothing on underneath. I could see the top of his shaft just before he turned around to show me that strong back and that lovely ass of his. That beautiful back I could feel my nails digging into, marking my territory. He starts to slide the jeans down, bends over slightly, to give me the best view of that ass I love. My hand slid down my plush but flat stomach, feeling the scorch of my hot hand on my cool skin. Hand continuing south between my legs. I bit my lower lip to hold back the moan, as my fingers slid between my lips. I was soaked already, and him watching me made it worse. He stands up straight, after clearing ...
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