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I am the slut, you are my slave
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DanielleX

I am the slut, you are my slave

I'm your little blonde slut for an afternoon
I can hear the rain outside. The breeze catches the drops and it rattles against the windows like the wind chime in my hallway. My heels ‘nick-nock’ against the wooden floor, as I approach the bedroom door. I’ve been looking forward to this moment for a while. To fulfil your little fantasy. I knew you wanted me, but I didn’t expect such a specific request. It’s funny you live next door to someone and you don’t really know them. But then of course I did know you, but that was a few years back. I was earning a few pounds on a Saturday morning at the corner shop. You were picking up your loaf and paper. Who would have thought, we would end up like this?

I’m only too happy to oblige of course. That inquisitive college girl you knew has grown into a fully rounded slut. I’m a professional girl now. Gone through university and landed a nicely paid job at the bank. It’s all suits and pantyhose and my nice shiny shoes. I have a lot of shoes. I don’t wear ones like these to work, obviously. A girl has to save something for the bedroom. Well here goes. One last look in my little compact. Lips just right. Eye shadow understated yet effective.

I push the door open and see you waiting, naked. Your arms tied to the brass uprights of the bed, as you requested. I’m not the sixteen year-old you saw at the shop any more am I? Gone is the slightly awkward, girl-next-door. I’m a woman. And don’t you know it!

For a moment or two I just stand there, in the doorway, weighing up the situation, thinking what I’m going to do with you. A shiver, from the thrill of my own thoughts makes my nipples go hard and my hackles rise. You’re going to experience domination – my way. There’s no BDSM with me. No whips or leather. Just a slow tease. Undoing your resolve, button by button, moment by moment. By the end, I will own you.

Your eyes are everywhere. Startled, flitting from my stilettos to my red, pencil skirt and up to my black and white polka dot blouse. Do you like how my breasts sway as I walk? You can see their weight inside my bra, I know you can. I know how you must dream to hold them. Even just to feel them through my clothes. I saw it in your eyes then and I can see it now. Except, now I have you where I want you; mine to play with for an afternoon.

I walk slowly, but deliberately around to the head of the bed. I adjust your pillow, making you comfortable and assuring that you have a good view. Your tethered hand strokes my black nylons. Do you like the silky feel of my hosiery? Hmmm… I might linger here for a minute, allowing you to gaze over my body. I look down. Your cock stirs, rotating from the base, like the big hand of a clock, as you begin to harden. I consider giving you a stroke, but I don’t. You have to wait.

Your nostrils flare a little and you breathe in my perfume. I know you can sense the other scent too. It’s dabbed behind my ears and on each wrist. I hope you like that; I thought it was a nice touch.

I look into your eyes, as my fingers play with the top two buttons of my blouse. Your eyes are burning through the thin black silk, trying to make out the outline of my nipples, which are becoming erect, pressing against my bra. I look at you and turn away smugly, walking back to the foot of the bed. So what will it be? Skirt or blouse? Maybe you’d like to see some of my creamy white cleavage, spilling over my bra? Perhaps, you want to see my stockings? I thought about hold-ups, but a girl knows when a little class is called for. After all, I’m class aren’t I? I’m the girl you dream about. I’m the girl on the beach that all the others are glancing at, jealously.

I turn away slightly and spread my legs, just a little, so you can see how my peachy, cheeky ass strains against my skirt. I unclip the hook on my skirt, my hair falling over my face as I look down. I ease down the zip. The room is quiet. The rain has stopped and all you can hear is the soft ‘zzzzzzz’ as I draw the zipper down. Was that a little gasp? Your cock is really getting excited now, isn’t he! It's that band of creamy white thigh against the black of my stockings. Men love that. I bet you want to run your hands up, feeling the silkiness of my legs… the heat of the flesh burning your palm.

‘Swissssh’ my skirt falls to the floor and I step out of its folds and turn around, with my back to you. ‘That’s one hell of a bum,’ you’re thinking. Well, some say it’s my best feature. I’m not sure.

Shiny black panties. Hope you like them. I got them especially for today. I know they don’t quite cover my cheeks. Well, they don’t cover them at all, do they? I turn around and begin to undo the top button of my blouse as your eyes gaze longingly at my panties and the sexy mound of pussy that’s packed inside the skimpy gusset. My lips are puffy – they’re always like that, particularly when I’m aroused. Like now. Being black, they tend to hide the little moisture that’s gathered on the crotch, but trust me it’s there.

I know what you’re thinking now. What do you want more, the scent of my pussy placed a centimetre from your nose or my boobs wrapped around your cock? Tricky isn’t it!

A few more buttons. Look one hand! It leaves the other one free to run a finger along the cleft of my pussy. Ooh… that feels good! My pussy is so hot. I can feel her steaming almost, hot and sticky, clinging to my panties. I take the liberty of pleasuring myself a little as you watch. I pinch my pussy lips through the silk and rub them between my forefinger and thumb. They’re nice and puffy, the lubrication making a gorgeous viscous texture under my fingers.

Your eyes are so intently watching things south of the border, you haven’t noticed that I’ve just undone the last button. Yes, your eyes might widen. The puppies come into view. Spectacular aren’t they. My pride and joy. My little boobies. Except they’re not so little. Now, they're 34 E cups of titty heaven. I lean forward. My hair partially obscures the view, but I hold it back so you can see them sway inside my bra. I stand up and kneel on the bed. Just a couple of shuffles. I want to feel your legs, as I admire your length. Quite a beast isn’t it! You should be happy with that. To touch or not to touch, that is the question. Do you like this pose? Boobs forward, ass in the air with finger on pursed lips. Hopeless slutty, yet thoughtful.

I give your cock a little twang. It springs back. You wince. I giggle. I like hard cocks.

OK, maybe you would like to see them now. Then again, should I let you have a long close look at my ass before I take off my panty-thong? Decisions, decisions.

I shuffle a little closer. Now my knees are planted in the duvet, one of your legs between mine. My hands slip down the edges of my waist and I begin to roll down the little tied corners of my panties. Then I stop… I lick my lips, following your gaze with my eyes and I raise my hands behind me. One hook gone and my breasts begin to heave a sigh of relief. Second hook…

Ah! Your eyes widen, like a kid on Christmas. Yes, drink in the moment. Savour the revelation of my unfettered boobs. Shuffling closer – tits hovering, inches from your cock. I dip down, my tits squished against your cock. You might well groan. Tit wank you naughty man? I think so. Hmmmm... my breasts, soft and warm, squashed around your cock. I drizzle a line of saliva from my mouth; it runs down the valley, between my breasts and reaches your cock. Up and down, squeezing my tits around your pole. Up and down, drizzling more spit, making your cock wet. Trapped between my perfect tits. You’re so hard! Ooh that feels good doesn’t it. Stay with me big boy! You can’t come yet, not till I say. You have a long way to go yet. I better ease off. I’ll just wobble them over your big, fat bell end. It’s getting darker as your blood fills the end. Your bulbous glans, it’ll be glowing like a big pink beacon at this rate. You’re breathing hard! Hope I don’t kill you.

I stand up and slip off the bed, allowing you to take a breath. But not for long. You know what’s coming next don’t you? I rub my clit through my panties and drive a deep ridge along my lips. My panties are buried in the cleft of my pussy and you can see the outline of my cunt now. I lick my finger. I can taste my own musky sweetness, just from what has soaked through. You want to get up close and personal with her don’t you! Mr tongue wants to take a trip to pussy land! Hmmm?

Are you ready? I turn my back. Look at my bum. Watch as my hands grip my panties. Slowly, I ease them down and… off! I touch my toes, ass and pussy, smooth, all so smooth and pink and wet, just for you. I stand and turn. Looking back, my eyes meet yours and I lick the end of my thumb, turning my bottom lip down and running my thumb along the damp edge of my mouth. Your cock looks so good. It’s so big! I’ve never seen one quite so hard! It’s throbbing. I can actually see the little twitches every second. I turn to face you and your eyes dart down to my neat, pink slit. My cunt lips are moist and swollen. I guess you need a closer look.

Walking towards you, I pause to run my hand over your prick. I can feel it pounding against my palm. Wow! When you come, you’re really going to come! You look up at me, your eyes pleading – begging for the taste of my nectar. I put my left hand flat on the bed and for a minute I straddle your chest. I put my hands on yours. I did a good job there. You’re securely tied. Your eyes can only glare at my toned belly and my little blonde strip of curlies, which leads down to my gloriously warm pot of honey.

I play with the ends of the pantyhose, with which I used to bind your wrists. I draw my finger nails along the underside of your arms. I leave four little white trails on the tender flesh of your arms, as I scrape my way down to your elbows. I place my hands on your head, raking my fingers through your hair and tugging the hanks that have caught up between each digit. I pull your locks firmly, just enough to let you know who the boss is. Nothing wrong with a little discomfort, it makes the pleasure all the better. Another little tug! Ooh felt that didn’t you! Ah you know it’s only me. I love teasing you, it makes my pussy wet. My pussy, which is now just an inch or two from your lips, as I raise my bottom and shuffle forward.

I lean with my hands on the wall behind the bed, almost but not quite brushing my labia against your lips. Let me see that tongue. Ooh nearly! Missed. Try again. Oops, not quite. I like this. I love to be in control. Has my bouquet reached your nose yet? I’m so wet. Rubbing myself through my panties has liberated all those sexy juices. Lick me, just dip your tongue in. Lifting myself again, not too much, you have to lick when I say. I love tantalizing you. Did you like that? Am I sweet? Lowering myself again, kissing your face with my pussy. Ooh you have to be quicker than that darling. Here she comes again, get your tongue ready…

Ooh! Lick me baby. Ooh lap at my wet cunt, please. There you go, I’m giving her up for you now. Just lick me. Yes, that’s lovely! Keep licking. Dig your tongue into my cunt and taste all the sweet juices. I can feel my pussy juice dripping into your mouth. It’s fucking great! Oh you’re good. Just keep going. So good. My pussy is hot and wet and your tongue and your lips are feasting on me. Eat my pussy baby, she’s all yours now. Maybe, if I crouch a little lower you can get my little bum hole too. Go on, I know you want to.

Ooh it makes me squirm! I’m giggling, squeezing my boobs as you poke my anus with your tongue. Smear my juice all over my bum. Make we as wet as you can. I want my juice and your saliva to mingle and coat my ass with love. That’s right. Just like that, pussy, ass and the sexy bit in between. No woman’s land I call it. I pinch my nipples hard and close my eyes as you have a free reign to lick and taste me to your heart’s desire. I’ll just remain here for a while thank you. I gather a handful of my hair and clutch it, twirling it around my fingers and rubbing it around my face. I just lose myself to the moment as you eat my pussy.

I lean back and stroke your cock as you continue to lick my cunt. You’re still as rigid as before. You like pussy don’t you. I like a nice shiny cock. Yours is so clean and wholesome and so fucking hard! I’m going to have to suck you soon. It has to be done. I just hope you can stay the distance. You have to save that lovely spunk for the exact moment that I say. I’m the slut and you are my slave. You come when I say you come. Turning, I swivel round slowly, grinding my damp pussy on your face. I’m wet and sticky from your expert tongue. Now it’s time to raise the stakes a bit. Your cock is just too tempting to leave any longer. I grip you by the shaft and squeeze till your pulse is pounding in my hand and then I release you and go down, scooping my hair away, so you can watch my tongue stroke your manhood.

Your body is trembling as my mouth, hot and moist enrobes your cock. I’m as light as a feather as my lips glide down the shaft until I feel you hit the roof of my mouth. Then I ease back. Down again, a little more pressure and now I feel your purple bell end go ‘bump’ bump’ in my mouth as your arousal rages. I grip your flimsy, tender outer skin between my teeth and draw it up towards the tip. Your foreskin is so distended by your girth; you feel the tightness, as my teeth draw up again, firmly but lovingly. Your body begins to shiver and I release your dick from my playful bite and I suck you again. I suck you so softly, so tenderly. My mouth is like velvet, stroking your glans and your shaft until every fibre of your body is screaming with pleasure. You’re moaning, your breath is gruff and deep as you take in a deep breath. I pause, but only for a second and then I continue with my blow job. You’ve not been sucked like this before. I combine my lips and my teeth, holding you as my tongue massages your glans. I know you can’t last much longer. I can feel your cock is hard to bursting and a swift palpation of your sack tells me how full you are. All your semen, ready to fire. But when I say. Then and only then, may you come.

I sit up and look at your eyes, which are gooey and bear the sign of a man who has been pushed to the limit. I stroke you with the palm of my hand and make a circular motion, teasing you, until your cock begins to pump, the spunk rising from the base of your balls and you know it’s nearly done. But it’s not done. I want you in me. I kiss my index finger and place it on your lips as I ease you into my soaking wet pussy. I’ve not been this aroused for a long time. My pussy is aching. My body is warm and my clitty is tingling, my pussy lips swollen. My heart beats faster as you enter me. You’re so big, I can feel my pussy yielding gradually as I ease myself lower and lower. Now I can feel you throbbing inside me. I hold your waist, digging my fingers into your flesh as I rise and fall onto your cock.

That’s so fucking good! It’s amazing! I have to bite my lip and I moan softly, meowing like a kitten as the thrills of sexy sensations rush through my body. I’m suddenly so sensitive there and the amazing tingly, warm sensations spread and get more and more intense. My pussy begins to spasm and my vagina is gripping your cock as I increase the speed of my pelvic movements. You’re cock is deep inside me and your body is suddenly wracked with orgasm and then I start to come too. I can feel you jerking inside me. Your cock seems to have swollen further and I toss my head back, squealing in little bursts as I come. My pussy floods with my creamy orgasm and then you yell out, your muscles straining and your body convulsing as you reach your climax.

My belly trembles and my body ripples with enjoyment as I cum.

“Yes baby! Come! Come now!”

I let out a loud moan of appreciation as you unload your cum. I’m biting my fingers as I mew repeatedly, feeling our fluids well up inside me. My juice – your cum. Your cock just jerks, shooting more and more of your spunk into my pussy. Your hands tense, your fist clenching and your toes curling. I can feel your spunk inside me, hot and yummy. Your body is shaking, your groans only just subsiding.

Then I lean forward, perspiration rolling down strands of my hair, lank from the heat of our sex. I can feel your cock still throbbing, long after you have come. A little sweat drips onto your chest and I massage it into the soft hairs. We both come down from our sexual high, slowly, enjoying the moment and reeling from the intensity.

Was I good? You don’t find little blonde sluts like me every day.

I look into your eyes and see into your soul. I might just leave you there for a while. I’ll untie you in a bit. Probably.

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