Beginnings (unedited)

Everything has a beginning, middle and an end. Here are my beginnings. Some day I may find the time to get to the middle and the end.

The first strike always surprises me. The shear force of the blow. The power behind it. The mark of my hand print on her luscious ass. I forget the power I feel. I forget the way my hand print lingers on her ass. The way her ass is pure white then turns to a dark red after the first strike. It feels good to know that I have this power and that she trusts me. I like to watch the color fade. I like the way she starts to grind and wiggle, wanting another one. She wants me to go at her pace and that's NOT acceptable. I will go at my own PACE. And right now i want to take it slow.
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I’m a top. I love to give my girlfriends spankings. I love watching their expressions and the feel of their bodies as I administer them their spankings. How their body starts to thrash about when I pull them over my knee and then when their body becomes slack after a good hard spanking knowing that they got what they deserved. I practically come when I see their ass change from a creamy white to crimson red. The jolt in my pussy as I administer the first of many smacks across their asses.
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Football and fucking what a game!
Me naked, you in your white flimsy boxers with your cock straining to get out. It’s waiting for me to give you a blow job. It’s my version of fantasy football.
Today is game day. We are sitting on the couch waiting for the game to begin.
Coin toss. You win and elected to receive as I knew you would.
Kickoff . You take your flaccid cock out of your boxes. I love your cock! I can’t wait to take it and feel it grow in my mouth. I lie across the couch. I have to ask, no beg for it. You love it when I beg. “Please Greg, please let me suck your delicious dick.” It’s more of a whine than a plea.

You ignore me. But your cock doesn’t, it twitches. I whine again.

Commercial. You give me a stern look. I have to be careful or else I will not have the pleasure having your dick fill me. As your fingers gently brush my shoulders, my back, my ass.
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HEADS OR TAILS
My orders were always the same: naked; pussy freshly and cleanly shaved; standing in the corner; and hands on head. This always gave me time to think of what my duties were going to be for that night while waiting for my Lover and Master to come home. Always waiting, the anticipation almost always made cum.
I heard the jingle of his keys and laughing too. Laughing? I panicked. Mike is bringing someone home with him? He has never shared me with anyone. We never discussed sharing me. I thought. Not that I had any say in the matter. I was his, to do with whatever he pleased.

As Mike and the mystery guest entered I heard Mike say, “See, I told you she would be in naked in the corner.” He came over to me and touched me ever so slightly that I got goose bumps. “You are such the obedient little slut.”
“Tonight I have a special surprise for you. Turn around and see who I brought home to share you with.” When I turned around I was shocked to see Gary. Gary and Mike have been friends since college. I’ve always had a little crush on Gary and told this to Mike. Tonight I was going to serve two of my favorite men. I became wet.
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Ice and fire
Submissive. My favorite state of mind.

Here I was tied to the bed and blind-folded. Waiting for the game to begin.
The voice, her voice, her soft, yet commanding sexy voice, “Ah, my pet. I love that you are so vulnerable right now. You are mine for the taking. And I will take you. I will have you. You are mine. I want you to always to remember that. YOU ARE MINE.”

I begin to get wet. She touched me. Her fingers grazing my face, lips, traveling down my chin to my throat, between my aching breasts, down my stomach to my pelvic bone and resting there. “Arching your back will not help you. I’m not ready to touch your pussy. You are not ready to come.”

I let out a cry of wanting.

She gets up from the bed.