~~ * ~~
As she tried to sit down on her chair on Monday morning, she was reminded of her particular weekend. She winced a bit, as she helped lower herself on her chair, balancing a mug with one hand, the rolling chair with the other. Avoiding falling on her ass was her priority; failing would make matters even "worse". Sipping her coffee, she smiled at the memories that still lingered in her head.
Totally unplanned, she had jumped on a plane to meet him at an airport hotel. One afternoon, she had enough of that teasing and told him she'd fly there and meet with him. He thought this was a joke, but she was dead serious. As she had expected, it didn't take long for him to get on board with her, especially when she told him she wanted to act the fantasy they were often sharing.
~~ * ~~
I could hardly believe I was actually at the airport. The shared fantasies were beyond arousing, and now was it really going to happen? And as electric as the connection felt across the wire, would it be as electric in person?
Thinking of her e-mail made him chuckle. "When I asked you about your weekend, it wasn't polite conversation. You said you had no plans, so I'm flying in Friday evening. We have a fantasy to live out...and you have a promise to keep."
My initial thoughts were, "Fantasy? Which one...we've explored a number of erotic scenarios.... And a promise?"
Then it hit me. I *had* made a promise. When talking about my desire to spank her pretty white ass. Make it sting...watch it turn from white to pink...even to red? She loved the thought. And what was it I said? "If I ever get you for a weekend, you'll have trouble sitting Monday morning. Your ass will be mine."
She moaned out loud at my words. Then asked, "Promise?"
"You're goddamn right I promise."
As I stood at the gate, my cock twitched at the thought that she was about to get off that plane. That she was going to be mine for the weekend. And that I was absolutely going to keep that promise.
~~ * ~~
As I walked through the arrivals, my heart was pounding in my chest and my hands started to shake. What if this was a total disaster? What if our expectations were far too grand and irrealistic? What if one of us didn’t like the other? It’s like that feeling you get while waiting to get on a roller coaster, last minute jitters sorta thing. You almost wish there would be an escape door before it's too late.But, no turning back. We had to hit it off. Chemistry online was amazing and the fact that neither one of us disappeared or backed out once we saw pictures indicated we could be off to a good start.
All throughout the flight, I was visualizing us, through those words... "Your ass will be mine". I had spent most of the flight with my eyes closed, trying to picture how this would go. The first eye contact when we would see each other, then the "other" eye contact when you would see me again. I was squirming in my seat, anxious yet excited.
In a semi-state of awareness, I waited for my suitcase to appear, realizing that my panties were soaked. I proceeded to make my way towards the wait area, trying to appear calm and collected. Then I saw you there and I know you saw me as well. We both smiled and as I walked to you, I knew without a doubt that I’d be in good hands. Litterally.
~~ *~~
I saw you come out of the baggage area a moment before you saw me, and I had a chance to drink you in. You're wearing what looks like a silk print blouse, jeans, and to my delight, high leather boots. Then our eyes meet in recognition, and we close the distance and hug warmly.
You whisper, "Surprised?" I grinned. "I was at first." My gaze locks on yours, and you know I'm looking *very* forward to keeping my promise.
I guide you through the airport corridor, telling you that I have a room in the hotel attached to the airport...just a short walk from the terminal.
I've already checked in, so I guide you through the lobby to the elevators. Sadly, we're not alone in the elevator, but I stand in back of you, put my hands on your waist, and pull you in close to me. My lips nuzzle your neck for a moment, then I whisper in your ear. "You know what I'm going to do when we get to the room." You nod with a smile. I pause, and you grind your ass back into me. "Do you want a safe word?"
So certain of yourself, you shake your head and whisper "no".
Finally at our floor, we're grinning like school-kids. I slide the card key into the slot and push the door open. I hang your coat up and turn to you hungrily. I take your hands in mine, and our fingers intertwine. I back you up against the wall and come in for a kiss...a deep deep kiss...lips melting into swirling tongues...my body pressing into yours, pinning you against the wall.
Then I break the kiss, and my lips move to your neck, then your ear...my hands holding yours above your head. I whisper in your ear.
"You didn't come all this way just to be kissed. Or made love to. Or even fucked." I pause, feeling your body writhing against mine. "No, you want more."
I hear a soft whimper, which I take for agreement. I spin us around, then turn you away from me....my back now to the wall, holding you from behind.
Still whispering in your ear. "I think I want you to tell me the nasty things you've been doing and thinking."
I feel you shudder, and I give an evil chuckle. "That's right, I know how nasty you are, and you're going to tell me every detail. Every nasty thought, and every nasty deed."
You moan softly. I release you, walk over and sit down at the desk chair. I motion to a spot in front of me.
"Stand right there." You move to the spot, face flushed, head down.
"Look at me." It seems to take you some effort to raise your head and meet my gaze.
"Now tell me."
My crimson colored cheeks are burning. I feel like a kid who's been surprised with her hand in the cookie jar. I was not expecting to start right away, but like you said... I had a reason to be here. I summon the courage to just let it all out.
"I... er.... I've been naughty...", comes out, barely audible. Your gaze is still fixed on me and you sigh slightly.
"Speak louder so I can hear you."
I see your hands at your side... I know what's coming if you aren't satisfied with my answers. Your gaze is heavy on me and, as I avert my eyes in response, I spot the duffel bag near the desk. I didn't notice it before. "Oh fuck" is what I think now, while my pussy reacts in a different manner.
"No, look at me and tell me." you say assertively, while rubbing your hands together. I'm trying to ignore the excitement building at the thought of your hand spanking my ass a bit later. But I can't ignore it. I want it bad, even though I shouldn't. I'm conflicted, as usual.
"I've been naughty... masturbated thinking of you. Sometimes more than once the same day."
You grin and nod for me to carry on.
Lowering my eyes, I continue. "Been thinking of us with someone else. Wanting to try different things. Dirty things..."
I'm shaking now. I had all these ideas in my head, but now I'm just unable to come up with anything. My arms try to leave my side to cross infront of my chest, but you firmly say no. I could jump out of my skin at this very moment.
Playing innocent and teasing my way to a punishment might be just what I want. I wonder if I should defy you. I cross my arms anyway.
"Come closer" I hear you say.
"Turn around a bit, arms at your side. You often disobey rules?" you ask, standing up.You move in close to me, so close I can feel the heat radiating from your body.
"No! I mean yes... Sometimes."
I close my eyes when I feel your fingers brush the hair away from my neck. Anticipation is killing me and your touch is making me shiver...
I move behind you close. I can feel your inner turmoil - you both want to give in and want to resist at the same time. My hand brushes the hair away from your neck, then wraps in your hair...first gently, then tighter. I pull your head back, bringing your ear toward my lips. You can hear the amusement in my voice as I talk softly in your ear. "Such a sexy girl. But still some things to learn...."
My fingers are wrapped tightly in your hair, holding your head to me. My other hand wraps around your body and starts exploring.
"Your body's on fire. And you can hardly breathe. You've been looking *so* forward to this...."
I pause, letting that sink in. "And don't worry, it's going to be everything you've hoped for."
I cup your breasts from behind and squeeze them with my free hand...feeling their softness through the silk blouse and what feels like a lacy bra.
"Masturbating while thinking of me, huh? How delightful. Is your pussy wet now?"
You moan. "Soaked...for you."
I squeeze your breast harder, then pinch your nipple. "Good girl."
My hand moves to your ass. I squeeze your cheeks, then give you a light swat. My fingers wrap tighter in your hair, and I pull you even closer.
"Don't worry, your ass is mine, whether you obey or disobey. But I'll ask you one more time. I want you to tell me the nasty thngs you've been doing and thinking. Tell me the details of what you've been thinking about when you've been pleasuring yourself. Tell me the dirty things you imagine us doing. Who you imagine us with."
I spin you around and push you backwards a step.
"Undress while you tell me."
You blush and look down. I put a finger under your chin and lift it, our gaze locking. "Look at me."
Then I take a step back and sit down in the chair. "Now start."
I love the control & the power you have on me at this moment. I can't imagine the thrill when you'll have your hands on me, spanking me, marking my cheeks, branding me... until my skin is hot to the touch and overly sensitive.
I start to undress... opening my blouse, unbuttoning my jeans. I keep everything on, just so you can catch a glimpse of the lacy black bra and matching panties underneath. I slip my hands inside and slowly slide my jeans over my hips and down my legs, now standing in front of you with only my blouse, lacy lingerie and knee high boots.
I begin to tell you all I can, trying to hide the fear and excitement building... but my voice betrays me.
"I've been falling asleep with my hands in my panties, after stroking my pussy over and over, making myself come until my fingers were covered and sticky..." I say, all the while running a few fingers from my lips down my chin, between my breasts and just barely skimming the edge of my panties.
You nod, shifting in your seat. I suppress a smile and find the courage to continue.
"I've masturbated at work after reading some of your pieces, squeezing my hand between my thighs, rubbing and pressing furiously, while standing in the stall... praying nobody would hear me panting if they came in."
"How was your orgasm that day?"
"Fast and intense... I was very excited, already throbbing from reading, ready to explode."
I hook my fingers in my panties and decide to take them off. As I bend over, my face comes close to yours and my hair brushes your face. "I want your hands on me" comes out a whisper. I casually place my panties in your lap, then take a few steps backwards to have me wearing boots, a semi open blouse and a lacy bra.
"I've been using my multi-purpose toy as well... leaving it buzzing in my pussy while I teased my puckered hole with the other tip. Wondering what your finger would feel like teasing me there."
You lean over and grab my hand, bringing me closer to you, having me stand by your side. Your hand reaches behind my knee, to lightly run up to the bottom of my ass cheek... leaving goosebumps along the way, each parcel of skin becoming electrified when touched. I feel the current running everywhere... my nipples becoming pebbles, my scalp tingling and my inner thighs glistening with moisture as more excitement leaks out of me.
"What did you say you wanted?"
"Your hands on me."
"More specific..." gently patting my bottom a warning.
"I want you to spank me properly. Please..."
Part of me wants to make you wait longer...make you beg more...but another part of me has waited long enough. I guide you across my lap, face down, with the whispered words in your ear, "The wait is over. My hands will be all over you."
I adjust to the weight of your body over my knee and across my lap, and I pause to admire the erotic sight. You're naked from the waist down except for your boots. The globes of your ass are round and inviting. Your blouse is unbuttoned and hanging loosely, and I slide one hand up your back to unhook your bra. I read around to cup your pert little breasts, and I twist your nipple hard.
You moan, and I smile. "Yes, that feels good.... And I'll give your nipples plenty of attention later. But that's not what you really want now...."
I release your breast and my hand wraps in your hair again...tighter this time. The first crack of my palm against your lily-white ass cheek sounds like a gunshot in the hotel room. I follow it with another, and then another. I smack one cheek and then the other, going at a deliberate pace. It sounds like you're suppressing a moan, and that simply won't do - I'm going to hear you moan if it's the last thing I do.
After a while, I pause for a moment to admire my handiwork. Your ass is delightfully pink, and you're squirming on my lap. My hand in your hair is holding you firmly in place. I trace a fingertip slowly down your spine...then from your calf up to your ass. I spread your legs slightly and dip my hand under to cup your pussy.
I knew you'd be turned on, but I note with pleasure that you're *soaking* wet. I tease your pussy with light touches, spreading your lips and gathering moisture on my fingers. I massage around your clit but take care not to get too close. You're not to cum yet.
I spread your pink cheeks and trace one finger from your pussy back to your asshole...so small and puckered...so inviting. I trace small circles and note that you're squirming harder, so I pull back on your hair to remind you to stay still on my lap.
"You wondered what my finger would feel like teasing you there...."
You moan out loud, and squirm some more. I tease you for a moment longer, then decide it's time to get back to business. My palm descends on your pink cheeks with renewed vigor.
I gasp in surprise. My ass cheeks are burning, as is the rest of me. Every time your hand lands sharply on my sensitive skin, I feel a sting, a delicious pain, a ripple of pleasure that is matched by the honey dripping from my pussy. The more you slap my ass, the more I'm drenched. The tighter your fingers twist my hair, the tighter my pussy clenches.
You release your grip and your hand now soothes my skin, caressing it, giving me some reprieve. I close my eyes and savour the feeling being here, in your hands... of your soft touch and the hardness of your thighs underneath me. I turn my head to look at you and I see you're as turned on by this as I am.
I'm squirming, trying to get your fingers back to where they were earlier. "Please, I want to cum..."
"You do, huh? You have to ask me more nicely though", as one hand goes back to my breast, pinching my nipple between your fingers, not releasing until I nod in earnest. You then cover my breast with the soothing palm of your hand, while the other hand makes its way to my pussy. I moan in approval, grinding against your hand, desperate.
"That's no way to ask!"
You forcefully grab my hair once again, yanking my head back so you can hiss in my ear, "I'm obviously not done with your education, sexy girl."
You whisper, "Surprised?" I grinned. "I was at first." My gaze locks on yours, and you know I'm looking *very* forward to keeping my promise.
I guide you through the airport corridor, telling you that I have a room in the hotel attached to the airport...just a short walk from the terminal.
I've already checked in, so I guide you through the lobby to the elevators. Sadly, we're not alone in the elevator, but I stand in back of you, put my hands on your waist, and pull you in close to me. My lips nuzzle your neck for a moment, then I whisper in your ear. "You know what I'm going to do when we get to the room." You nod with a smile. I pause, and you grind your ass back into me. "Do you want a safe word?"
So certain of yourself, you shake your head and whisper "no".
Finally at our floor, we're grinning like school-kids. I slide the card key into the slot and push the door open. I hang your coat up and turn to you hungrily. I take your hands in mine, and our fingers intertwine. I back you up against the wall and come in for a kiss...a deep deep kiss...lips melting into swirling tongues...my body pressing into yours, pinning you against the wall.
Then I break the kiss, and my lips move to your neck, then your ear...my hands holding yours above your head. I whisper in your ear.
"You didn't come all this way just to be kissed. Or made love to. Or even fucked." I pause, feeling your body writhing against mine. "No, you want more."
I hear a soft whimper, which I take for agreement. I spin us around, then turn you away from me....my back now to the wall, holding you from behind.
Still whispering in your ear. "I think I want you to tell me the nasty things you've been doing and thinking."
I feel you shudder, and I give an evil chuckle. "That's right, I know how nasty you are, and you're going to tell me every detail. Every nasty thought, and every nasty deed."
You moan softly. I release you, walk over and sit down at the desk chair. I motion to a spot in front of me.
"Stand right there." You move to the spot, face flushed, head down.
"Look at me." It seems to take you some effort to raise your head and meet my gaze.
"Now tell me."
~~ * ~~
My crimson colored cheeks are burning. I feel like a kid who's been surprised with her hand in the cookie jar. I was not expecting to start right away, but like you said... I had a reason to be here. I summon the courage to just let it all out.
"I... er.... I've been naughty...", comes out, barely audible. Your gaze is still fixed on me and you sigh slightly.
"Speak louder so I can hear you."
I see your hands at your side... I know what's coming if you aren't satisfied with my answers. Your gaze is heavy on me and, as I avert my eyes in response, I spot the duffel bag near the desk. I didn't notice it before. "Oh fuck" is what I think now, while my pussy reacts in a different manner.
"No, look at me and tell me." you say assertively, while rubbing your hands together. I'm trying to ignore the excitement building at the thought of your hand spanking my ass a bit later. But I can't ignore it. I want it bad, even though I shouldn't. I'm conflicted, as usual.
"I've been naughty... masturbated thinking of you. Sometimes more than once the same day."
You grin and nod for me to carry on.
Lowering my eyes, I continue. "Been thinking of us with someone else. Wanting to try different things. Dirty things..."
I'm shaking now. I had all these ideas in my head, but now I'm just unable to come up with anything. My arms try to leave my side to cross infront of my chest, but you firmly say no. I could jump out of my skin at this very moment.
Playing innocent and teasing my way to a punishment might be just what I want. I wonder if I should defy you. I cross my arms anyway.
"Come closer" I hear you say.
"Turn around a bit, arms at your side. You often disobey rules?" you ask, standing up.You move in close to me, so close I can feel the heat radiating from your body.
"No! I mean yes... Sometimes."
I close my eyes when I feel your fingers brush the hair away from my neck. Anticipation is killing me and your touch is making me shiver...
~~ * ~~
I move behind you close. I can feel your inner turmoil - you both want to give in and want to resist at the same time. My hand brushes the hair away from your neck, then wraps in your hair...first gently, then tighter. I pull your head back, bringing your ear toward my lips. You can hear the amusement in my voice as I talk softly in your ear. "Such a sexy girl. But still some things to learn...."
My fingers are wrapped tightly in your hair, holding your head to me. My other hand wraps around your body and starts exploring.
"Your body's on fire. And you can hardly breathe. You've been looking *so* forward to this...."
I pause, letting that sink in. "And don't worry, it's going to be everything you've hoped for."
I cup your breasts from behind and squeeze them with my free hand...feeling their softness through the silk blouse and what feels like a lacy bra.
"Masturbating while thinking of me, huh? How delightful. Is your pussy wet now?"
You moan. "Soaked...for you."
I squeeze your breast harder, then pinch your nipple. "Good girl."
My hand moves to your ass. I squeeze your cheeks, then give you a light swat. My fingers wrap tighter in your hair, and I pull you even closer.
"Don't worry, your ass is mine, whether you obey or disobey. But I'll ask you one more time. I want you to tell me the nasty thngs you've been doing and thinking. Tell me the details of what you've been thinking about when you've been pleasuring yourself. Tell me the dirty things you imagine us doing. Who you imagine us with."
I spin you around and push you backwards a step.
"Undress while you tell me."
You blush and look down. I put a finger under your chin and lift it, our gaze locking. "Look at me."
Then I take a step back and sit down in the chair. "Now start."
~~ * ~~
I love the control & the power you have on me at this moment. I can't imagine the thrill when you'll have your hands on me, spanking me, marking my cheeks, branding me... until my skin is hot to the touch and overly sensitive.
I start to undress... opening my blouse, unbuttoning my jeans. I keep everything on, just so you can catch a glimpse of the lacy black bra and matching panties underneath. I slip my hands inside and slowly slide my jeans over my hips and down my legs, now standing in front of you with only my blouse, lacy lingerie and knee high boots.
I begin to tell you all I can, trying to hide the fear and excitement building... but my voice betrays me.
"I've been falling asleep with my hands in my panties, after stroking my pussy over and over, making myself come until my fingers were covered and sticky..." I say, all the while running a few fingers from my lips down my chin, between my breasts and just barely skimming the edge of my panties.
You nod, shifting in your seat. I suppress a smile and find the courage to continue.
"I've masturbated at work after reading some of your pieces, squeezing my hand between my thighs, rubbing and pressing furiously, while standing in the stall... praying nobody would hear me panting if they came in."
"How was your orgasm that day?"
"Fast and intense... I was very excited, already throbbing from reading, ready to explode."
I hook my fingers in my panties and decide to take them off. As I bend over, my face comes close to yours and my hair brushes your face. "I want your hands on me" comes out a whisper. I casually place my panties in your lap, then take a few steps backwards to have me wearing boots, a semi open blouse and a lacy bra.
"I've been using my multi-purpose toy as well... leaving it buzzing in my pussy while I teased my puckered hole with the other tip. Wondering what your finger would feel like teasing me there."
You lean over and grab my hand, bringing me closer to you, having me stand by your side. Your hand reaches behind my knee, to lightly run up to the bottom of my ass cheek... leaving goosebumps along the way, each parcel of skin becoming electrified when touched. I feel the current running everywhere... my nipples becoming pebbles, my scalp tingling and my inner thighs glistening with moisture as more excitement leaks out of me.
"What did you say you wanted?"
"Your hands on me."
"More specific..." gently patting my bottom a warning.
"I want you to spank me properly. Please..."
~~ * ~~
Part of me wants to make you wait longer...make you beg more...but another part of me has waited long enough. I guide you across my lap, face down, with the whispered words in your ear, "The wait is over. My hands will be all over you."
I adjust to the weight of your body over my knee and across my lap, and I pause to admire the erotic sight. You're naked from the waist down except for your boots. The globes of your ass are round and inviting. Your blouse is unbuttoned and hanging loosely, and I slide one hand up your back to unhook your bra. I read around to cup your pert little breasts, and I twist your nipple hard.
You moan, and I smile. "Yes, that feels good.... And I'll give your nipples plenty of attention later. But that's not what you really want now...."
I release your breast and my hand wraps in your hair again...tighter this time. The first crack of my palm against your lily-white ass cheek sounds like a gunshot in the hotel room. I follow it with another, and then another. I smack one cheek and then the other, going at a deliberate pace. It sounds like you're suppressing a moan, and that simply won't do - I'm going to hear you moan if it's the last thing I do.
After a while, I pause for a moment to admire my handiwork. Your ass is delightfully pink, and you're squirming on my lap. My hand in your hair is holding you firmly in place. I trace a fingertip slowly down your spine...then from your calf up to your ass. I spread your legs slightly and dip my hand under to cup your pussy.
I knew you'd be turned on, but I note with pleasure that you're *soaking* wet. I tease your pussy with light touches, spreading your lips and gathering moisture on my fingers. I massage around your clit but take care not to get too close. You're not to cum yet.
I spread your pink cheeks and trace one finger from your pussy back to your asshole...so small and puckered...so inviting. I trace small circles and note that you're squirming harder, so I pull back on your hair to remind you to stay still on my lap.
"You wondered what my finger would feel like teasing you there...."
You moan out loud, and squirm some more. I tease you for a moment longer, then decide it's time to get back to business. My palm descends on your pink cheeks with renewed vigor.
I gasp in surprise. My ass cheeks are burning, as is the rest of me. Every time your hand lands sharply on my sensitive skin, I feel a sting, a delicious pain, a ripple of pleasure that is matched by the honey dripping from my pussy. The more you slap my ass, the more I'm drenched. The tighter your fingers twist my hair, the tighter my pussy clenches.
You release your grip and your hand now soothes my skin, caressing it, giving me some reprieve. I close my eyes and savour the feeling being here, in your hands... of your soft touch and the hardness of your thighs underneath me. I turn my head to look at you and I see you're as turned on by this as I am.
I'm squirming, trying to get your fingers back to where they were earlier. "Please, I want to cum..."
"You do, huh? You have to ask me more nicely though", as one hand goes back to my breast, pinching my nipple between your fingers, not releasing until I nod in earnest. You then cover my breast with the soothing palm of your hand, while the other hand makes its way to my pussy. I moan in approval, grinding against your hand, desperate.
"That's no way to ask!"
You forcefully grab my hair once again, yanking my head back so you can hiss in my ear, "I'm obviously not done with your education, sexy girl."
