My God he was sexy… and beautiful, so very beautiful. He walked right up to me and grabbed me and we started kissing. Deep, wet, sensual kisses. I was nearly weak and he was getting hard. I could feel him pressing against me. Then we were naked. I have no idea when or how it happened.
Why couldn’t I remember? We were making love and it was fabulous. But it all happened in such a blur. There came a tremendous rushing in my ears as I started to cum… and cum and cum… and… I woke up!
It was a dream!
Oh, Lord… what a dream!
And I was sooo wet, couldn’t let that go to waste. So as I started to pleasure myself, I fell back to sleep. At that point, I was able to “direct” my dream. Lucid Dreaming, they call it.
Hmmm, how nice. I started it all over again… replaying the earlier dream. It was so wonderful as I fingered myself. I didn’t think I could climax the way I had before but when it happened it was so intense that I woke myself screaming. But, I realized, my hands were on top of the covers and I hadn’t actually been touching myself. And I hadn’t screamed…
but, I HAD climaxed!
I was spent!
Oh, My! It was a dream of a dream! How very odd. What a strange sensation.
And what a fabulous way to start the day… well, guess it’s off to work!
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I've never had a dream that I was dreaming! I thought I should write it down, even if it was not as detailed as my other stories. I had to preserve it, it was plain weird... and pretty damned nice.
Can't wait to go to sleep tonight!
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
a ride in the country
She thought she’d take a chance that he’d be home… that he’d be free. He was always way too busy.
She turned her motorcycle into his driveway. The pretense? He had never seen her bike before. As luck would have it, he was alone. He looked over her bike. It wasn’t a show bike. She liked to RIDE her bike, not rub and polish it. They talked for a while, never at a loss for things to discuss.
He smiled suddenly and said, “Hang on for a minute” and he walked away. Returning a few minutes later… he was putting on a light jacket and carrying a helmet, he also had a small back pack. “Take me for a ride” he said. Well, that’s all he had to say. She climbed on, lifted the side stand and he jumped on the back. It felt great with his arms wrapped around her waist. Turning her head so he could hear her, she asked, “So? Where to?” He thought for a minute, “Take a left up here and follow the road to…”
After riding for a while he directed her to a place out in the country that she’d ridden by many times but never had reason to stop. It looked very private, quite “out of the way”.
He climbed off the bike. She started to shut the engine down but he stopped her. “Just put the stand down”. When she complied, he slipped his hand down and undid her jeans.
She lay back onto the passenger seat… holding on to the “sissy bar”. Pulling her jeans down off her hips he bent over her and began to eat her. The combination of the vibration of the engine and the movement of his tongue… sent her into convulsions almost immediately. She felt like screaming… should she? Here? It was seemingly deserted, but if someone DID hear… they might think the worst. Surely someone was being tortured. But still, it was difficult to stay quiet. No problem, he put one hand over her mouth.
After a few minutes, he offered his hand and she was able to get off the bike. They sat down in the grass. It was sunny and warm, a really beautiful day. They started kissing right away. He laid her back on the ground and stroked her hair, her face… He finished removing her clothes. This felt wild, lying in the warm grass, totally naked. She had never done this before. He started to explore her body as if for the first time. He touched and caressed every inch of her. Light feathery touches that always drive her crazy.
He started kissing her neck all over. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids and her ears. His hot breath on her skin was so delicious.
After being so gentle it was a surprise when he grabbed her wrists and pulled her quickly to her feet. He started to drag her over toward the edge of the woods and when she didn’t move fast enough he turned and threw her over his shoulder and carried her. He set her down on her feet and backed her up against a tree. Pulling her arms behind her and around the tree, he tied them with a rope that must have come from the back pack. Next he tied her ankles with the end of the rope… it was a long rope. Her legs were wide apart and she couldn’t move. And then he blindfolded her… oh how she hates to be blindfolded. But of course, he knows that. He walked off… behind the tree. She could hear him but what was he doing? A little while later he came back with something that he started to drag along her skin. Oh, my… it was what her grandmother would have referred to as a “switch”. Well, she thought, I guess I know where this is going. He started tapping the switch across her thighs, not hard at all… not yet. Tap tapping down her legs to the tops of her feet. Getting harder now he worked his way back up her legs. Slapping with it now… on the tops of her thighs, across her belly… up toward her breasts. There were lines now on her skin and she was whimpering.
The beating got harder and harder until she was sure she couldn’t take it anymore. It hurt! And she knew she was marked. Then suddenly it stopped. All she could think of was how much it stung when… he suddenly took her. Forcing his way into her…. He pounded her against the tree. The bark bit into her back and her ass cheeks. He was roughly biting her neck as he fucked her violently. She started to scream… not from fear or pain, but from ecstasy. There were no people for miles and no one could hear her but he placed his hand over her mouth anyway… because he knows she likes it.
And as brutal as this episode was… it was All because she likes it… so much!
She turned her motorcycle into his driveway. The pretense? He had never seen her bike before. As luck would have it, he was alone. He looked over her bike. It wasn’t a show bike. She liked to RIDE her bike, not rub and polish it. They talked for a while, never at a loss for things to discuss.
He smiled suddenly and said, “Hang on for a minute” and he walked away. Returning a few minutes later… he was putting on a light jacket and carrying a helmet, he also had a small back pack. “Take me for a ride” he said. Well, that’s all he had to say. She climbed on, lifted the side stand and he jumped on the back. It felt great with his arms wrapped around her waist. Turning her head so he could hear her, she asked, “So? Where to?” He thought for a minute, “Take a left up here and follow the road to…”
After riding for a while he directed her to a place out in the country that she’d ridden by many times but never had reason to stop. It looked very private, quite “out of the way”.
He climbed off the bike. She started to shut the engine down but he stopped her. “Just put the stand down”. When she complied, he slipped his hand down and undid her jeans.
She lay back onto the passenger seat… holding on to the “sissy bar”. Pulling her jeans down off her hips he bent over her and began to eat her. The combination of the vibration of the engine and the movement of his tongue… sent her into convulsions almost immediately. She felt like screaming… should she? Here? It was seemingly deserted, but if someone DID hear… they might think the worst. Surely someone was being tortured. But still, it was difficult to stay quiet. No problem, he put one hand over her mouth.
After a few minutes, he offered his hand and she was able to get off the bike. They sat down in the grass. It was sunny and warm, a really beautiful day. They started kissing right away. He laid her back on the ground and stroked her hair, her face… He finished removing her clothes. This felt wild, lying in the warm grass, totally naked. She had never done this before. He started to explore her body as if for the first time. He touched and caressed every inch of her. Light feathery touches that always drive her crazy.
He started kissing her neck all over. He kissed her forehead, her eyelids and her ears. His hot breath on her skin was so delicious.
After being so gentle it was a surprise when he grabbed her wrists and pulled her quickly to her feet. He started to drag her over toward the edge of the woods and when she didn’t move fast enough he turned and threw her over his shoulder and carried her. He set her down on her feet and backed her up against a tree. Pulling her arms behind her and around the tree, he tied them with a rope that must have come from the back pack. Next he tied her ankles with the end of the rope… it was a long rope. Her legs were wide apart and she couldn’t move. And then he blindfolded her… oh how she hates to be blindfolded. But of course, he knows that. He walked off… behind the tree. She could hear him but what was he doing? A little while later he came back with something that he started to drag along her skin. Oh, my… it was what her grandmother would have referred to as a “switch”. Well, she thought, I guess I know where this is going. He started tapping the switch across her thighs, not hard at all… not yet. Tap tapping down her legs to the tops of her feet. Getting harder now he worked his way back up her legs. Slapping with it now… on the tops of her thighs, across her belly… up toward her breasts. There were lines now on her skin and she was whimpering.
The beating got harder and harder until she was sure she couldn’t take it anymore. It hurt! And she knew she was marked. Then suddenly it stopped. All she could think of was how much it stung when… he suddenly took her. Forcing his way into her…. He pounded her against the tree. The bark bit into her back and her ass cheeks. He was roughly biting her neck as he fucked her violently. She started to scream… not from fear or pain, but from ecstasy. There were no people for miles and no one could hear her but he placed his hand over her mouth anyway… because he knows she likes it.
And as brutal as this episode was… it was All because she likes it… so much!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Hey, I warned you!
Sunday, June 17, 2007
a lack of stimulation
...both physical and literary. This is my apology to you guys. Life tends to get in the way sometimes. I hope to have some experiences to write about in the next few weeks. Or at least, some fantasies to describe. Either way, I promise to give you something to read real soon.
no, really!
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Master Blog Search
Here's some enjoyable blog reading. I sure hope we haven't heard the last of Master Enigma... he hasn't posted for a while.
Friday, March 16, 2007
to you, my love...
Boss,
I know things aren't going exactly peachy for you right now. I want you to know I love you so much and I'm always here for you.
Hang in there!
hugs,
MC
I know things aren't going exactly peachy for you right now. I want you to know I love you so much and I'm always here for you.
Hang in there!
hugs,
MC
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
The Appointment.
Before her last visit, she’d have said she didn’t know him at all. What is it about a hug? What passed between them in that brief contact? Too brief at that, but it was long enough for … something.
After that, they started talking… conversations late at night. Talking about anything, everything. They started talking about sexy, intimate subjects. What made him reveal his feelings to her? Did he instinctively feel he could trust her? Did he think she needed him? Well… she did!
It didn’t take long for her to realize that this man was getting her extremely excited. And he knew it too. Who REALLY has “cyber sex”? I mean, come on! But here she was, eagerly looking for him online late at night. And she asked him to call her… just a short hello on the cell sometime. Why does that turn her on? Just hearing his voice?
She arrived this evening while he was working on a customer… it was a girlfriend of hers, getting a chemical peel. So she sat quietly waiting for him to finish. She read a little. Talked a little. During idle chitchat with her girlfriend she quickly glances at him and they exchange a knowing wink. Warmth fills her.
When WILL she leave? She loves her friend, but she wanted time with him... personal time.
They were alone, finally. He looked at her and just smiled ... what a great smile. It makes her melt. He locked the door. She had undressed, put on a robe and was sitting in the chair waiting for him. He sat back down and they talked for a while. What did she need today? Pedicure? Scrub? Anything else? Hmmm, there’s a question!
He started with her feet. He makes sure that she’s totally relaxed. This is exactly what she needed! Pampering... time just for her.
When he finished the pedicure. He moved to her head. He reclined the chair all the way back so she was in a lying position. And then he pushed a button that raised the chair higher. He started rubbing her neck. This could be dangerous. Her neck is her most erogenous spot. Just a touch there and it sends shivers down her spine.
Something has changed the moment… it feels, different. The thing is… she wants him, very badly. But he keeps working, seemingly oblivious to her aroused state.
How well DOES she know this man? How well does she Want to know him? Now, that’s another good question. And the answer is just a little scary.
He finished rubbing her neck and shoulders then he runs his hands through her hair, pulling her head back slightly. Soft, exquisitely sensual kiss ... his fingers lightly touching her lips ... moving down ... brushing her neck ... tracing the line of her collar bone and down her arm. Slowly, softly ... nothing urgent, nothing rushed ... time enough for that later.
Light kisses on her neck, on her breasts... down her belly. Then his tongue…it was hot on her skin. Hold on, gotta hold on... but... Wow! This could make a girl nuts.
Just as she thought he'd move lower... he stops. Ah, that's right... "Anticipation", she laughs.
He comes back to her neck. He spends time here. He knows what it can do to her. He pays a lot of attention to the back of her neck, feeling how she responds, knowing EXACTLY what he's doing to her. He doesn't move from this spot, not until he senses that she's almost out of control. Almost... but not quite, he wouldn't let that happen. No, he's a master at this. He's not ready to let go of this control over her. But she’s used to being the one in control… this is quite different, very… exciting.
He kisses her again, a little more determined this time, more passionate. And she responds… kissing him back… touching his face. They do this for a while… just kissing and touching… it feels so wonderful. It’s been a long time since a man’s touch felt this good.
He stops and just looks at her. She loves his eyes, it’s like he can see inside her. She can’t look away… he seems to control her will. And she likes it. Funny, she’d have never believed it. She’s never allowed it before, never allowed a man to have any kind of control over her.
He keeps asking her what she wants, but how to answer that? What DOES she want? For this to never stop? Yes, definitely that. The simplicity of the closeness, the gentle tenderness, the loving touches… They feel so wonderful, what else would she need? It’s almost like, if she tells him what she wants… it may somehow “limit” the possibilities. Does that make sense? Well, she thinks, he seems to read minds… let him figure it out. He’s done very well so far.
He kisses her again and then moves his attention between her legs… just lightly caressing at first. Then he slips his hand down to her clit. Slowly at first… gently rubbing. He takes his other hand and slips a finger inside her. While slowly moving his finger in and out, he increases the speed on her clit creating more friction. In the past, it has always taken so much effort to make her come… in fact, she rarely does except when she’s doing the work herself. But it didn’t take long this time. Arching her back, she came… her body shuddering, quietly sighing.
He moves back up, leaning on his elbow and just looks at her. She had her eyes closed and she felt like she was glowing, so warm, so comfortable and so spent. She could feel him there, his face just inches away from hers. She opened her eyes and kissed him. He just kept touching her face… brushing her hair from her brow. He was biding his time until she came down from her high.
As she regained her senses, he smiled a devilish smile and produced a toy from somewhere… it was a vibrator. Turning it on, he starts to rub it all over her… moving it to her clit… her still tingling clit. He teases at first but eventually he gets it in the perfect spot and just keeps it there. If the first time was a steadily escalating climax… this time it came crashing upon her. She gasped and thrashed about. But he didn’t move. He kept his toy right where it was and made her ride the wave. When she finished her shuddering he put the toy away. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to a sofa and lay down with her. They cuddled for a while and she thought, as good as the climax was… this was just as good!
She was so comfortable… so content. But he wasn’t. He slipped out of his clothes and was rock hard. He just rubbed against her until she couldn’t stand it any more. Well, So much for cuddling. “Make love to me”, she whispered. He said, “I’ve been doing that all night”, but he obliged. Slowly at first, then he fucked her hard and she came yet again. This time the best of all.
Who would have thought? Certainly not her… so many times in one evening. He truly is a Master.
After that, they started talking… conversations late at night. Talking about anything, everything. They started talking about sexy, intimate subjects. What made him reveal his feelings to her? Did he instinctively feel he could trust her? Did he think she needed him? Well… she did!
It didn’t take long for her to realize that this man was getting her extremely excited. And he knew it too. Who REALLY has “cyber sex”? I mean, come on! But here she was, eagerly looking for him online late at night. And she asked him to call her… just a short hello on the cell sometime. Why does that turn her on? Just hearing his voice?
She arrived this evening while he was working on a customer… it was a girlfriend of hers, getting a chemical peel. So she sat quietly waiting for him to finish. She read a little. Talked a little. During idle chitchat with her girlfriend she quickly glances at him and they exchange a knowing wink. Warmth fills her.
When WILL she leave? She loves her friend, but she wanted time with him... personal time.
They were alone, finally. He looked at her and just smiled ... what a great smile. It makes her melt. He locked the door. She had undressed, put on a robe and was sitting in the chair waiting for him. He sat back down and they talked for a while. What did she need today? Pedicure? Scrub? Anything else? Hmmm, there’s a question!
He started with her feet. He makes sure that she’s totally relaxed. This is exactly what she needed! Pampering... time just for her.
When he finished the pedicure. He moved to her head. He reclined the chair all the way back so she was in a lying position. And then he pushed a button that raised the chair higher. He started rubbing her neck. This could be dangerous. Her neck is her most erogenous spot. Just a touch there and it sends shivers down her spine.
Something has changed the moment… it feels, different. The thing is… she wants him, very badly. But he keeps working, seemingly oblivious to her aroused state.
How well DOES she know this man? How well does she Want to know him? Now, that’s another good question. And the answer is just a little scary.
He finished rubbing her neck and shoulders then he runs his hands through her hair, pulling her head back slightly. Soft, exquisitely sensual kiss ... his fingers lightly touching her lips ... moving down ... brushing her neck ... tracing the line of her collar bone and down her arm. Slowly, softly ... nothing urgent, nothing rushed ... time enough for that later.
Light kisses on her neck, on her breasts... down her belly. Then his tongue…it was hot on her skin. Hold on, gotta hold on... but... Wow! This could make a girl nuts.
Just as she thought he'd move lower... he stops. Ah, that's right... "Anticipation", she laughs.
He comes back to her neck. He spends time here. He knows what it can do to her. He pays a lot of attention to the back of her neck, feeling how she responds, knowing EXACTLY what he's doing to her. He doesn't move from this spot, not until he senses that she's almost out of control. Almost... but not quite, he wouldn't let that happen. No, he's a master at this. He's not ready to let go of this control over her. But she’s used to being the one in control… this is quite different, very… exciting.
He kisses her again, a little more determined this time, more passionate. And she responds… kissing him back… touching his face. They do this for a while… just kissing and touching… it feels so wonderful. It’s been a long time since a man’s touch felt this good.
He stops and just looks at her. She loves his eyes, it’s like he can see inside her. She can’t look away… he seems to control her will. And she likes it. Funny, she’d have never believed it. She’s never allowed it before, never allowed a man to have any kind of control over her.
He keeps asking her what she wants, but how to answer that? What DOES she want? For this to never stop? Yes, definitely that. The simplicity of the closeness, the gentle tenderness, the loving touches… They feel so wonderful, what else would she need? It’s almost like, if she tells him what she wants… it may somehow “limit” the possibilities. Does that make sense? Well, she thinks, he seems to read minds… let him figure it out. He’s done very well so far.
He kisses her again and then moves his attention between her legs… just lightly caressing at first. Then he slips his hand down to her clit. Slowly at first… gently rubbing. He takes his other hand and slips a finger inside her. While slowly moving his finger in and out, he increases the speed on her clit creating more friction. In the past, it has always taken so much effort to make her come… in fact, she rarely does except when she’s doing the work herself. But it didn’t take long this time. Arching her back, she came… her body shuddering, quietly sighing.
He moves back up, leaning on his elbow and just looks at her. She had her eyes closed and she felt like she was glowing, so warm, so comfortable and so spent. She could feel him there, his face just inches away from hers. She opened her eyes and kissed him. He just kept touching her face… brushing her hair from her brow. He was biding his time until she came down from her high.
As she regained her senses, he smiled a devilish smile and produced a toy from somewhere… it was a vibrator. Turning it on, he starts to rub it all over her… moving it to her clit… her still tingling clit. He teases at first but eventually he gets it in the perfect spot and just keeps it there. If the first time was a steadily escalating climax… this time it came crashing upon her. She gasped and thrashed about. But he didn’t move. He kept his toy right where it was and made her ride the wave. When she finished her shuddering he put the toy away. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to a sofa and lay down with her. They cuddled for a while and she thought, as good as the climax was… this was just as good!
She was so comfortable… so content. But he wasn’t. He slipped out of his clothes and was rock hard. He just rubbed against her until she couldn’t stand it any more. Well, So much for cuddling. “Make love to me”, she whispered. He said, “I’ve been doing that all night”, but he obliged. Slowly at first, then he fucked her hard and she came yet again. This time the best of all.
Who would have thought? Certainly not her… so many times in one evening. He truly is a Master.
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