The evening was drawing in, light from the window slowly fading as the sun dropped below the horizon. The girl sat on the rug, her knees drawn up to her side and a look of concentration on her face as she studied the picture in front of her.
It was not her best work she knew, but it would do for now. She placed the canvas to her left and glanced to the door as she heard it open, she smiled as she saw the shape of her lover, he moved swiftly across to her and without a word he lifted her face and kissed her deeply. She rose into the kiss, lifting herself into more of a kneeling position, the kiss held her head tilted backwards and her breasts jutted out, heaving rhythmically as the kiss deepened along with her breathing.
The man reached out with a strong, well-muscled arm and stroked her breast, taking her nipple between his thumb and forefinger he rolled it gently, teasing through the clothes before pinching fiercely. She cried out, breaking the kiss, the pain had been unexpected and sharp, and as she looked up at him her cheeks reddened. His hand moved down her arm softly stroking her fair skin till he reached her wrist, he took hold of her and straightened up, his arousal was obvious as he stood and he noticed the girls interest as he pulled her to her feet.
He let go of the girls wrist, she stood there, unsure of what to do next, he watched her, watched her uneasiness and smiled, it was what he wanted for tonight. He moved quickly then, untying the bow that held her skirt round her waist and letting it fall to the floor.
She was not wearing underwear, this was one of the rules he had set for her, in the house she was to be always bare bottomed, ready for him whenever he called on her. She looked down as her skirt fell, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks again, he smiled, enjoying the fact that no matter how often she exposed herself she always held that slight embarrassment, just enough to flush her cheeks.
He took a step forwards, his hand slipping between her thighs, he leaned in close to her and in a husky whisper commanded her to open her legs wider. She closed her eyes, hearing his commanding voice after silence for so long made her tremble with excitement, she parted her legs and felt his hand move higher, his fingers explored her folds, she moaned quietly then opened her eyes as he removed his hand. He looked at his fingers with a smile before sucking each one individually then he looked back at her.
“See how wet you are my little slut, you are almost ready to fuck right now,”
He smirked and paused, licking his lips and passing his hand under his nose, breathing in deeply the scent of her.
“Get to the bedroom and strip you little floozy.”
He smiles as he watches her pick up her skirt then head off, flustered to the bedroom. He waits in the room for a few more minutes, going over his plans for tonight in his head; he smiles as he thinks of how he will use her, how he will make her do exactly as he pleases and how much he will make her love it.
Upstairs, the girl enters the bedroom, she glance at the bottom drawer, wondering if her lover will have any use for the implements in there tonight, judging by his commanding attitude so far she thinks probably he will. She smiles and strips off the last of her clothes, she glances in the mirror, self-critical as always, she notices all the lumps, bumps, parts that should be flatter, slimmer... she looks away
Hearing footsteps on the stairs she quickly gets onto the bed, lying face down with her head against the pillows she quietly watches as her lover enters. He walks directly to the set of draws and she cannot help a smile as he opens the bottom drawer, she was right, he is gong to use something from the drawer.
He reaches in and picks out a soft cloth item, reaching round he fastens it over her eyes, all light is gone for her now. Moving round the bed he grasps her hips and pulls her up and back, onto her knees. She lifts herself up onto her hands as well but is roughly pushed back down, her face on the bed and her ass in the air she feels very exposed.
She feels his hands on her ass, pulling her cheeks apart, exposing her more fully, he reaches under her and draws his hand back, his fingers tracing over her wet pussy before delving deep inside. She pushes back against his hand and he smiles, this is what he wanted.
“Look how ready you are, I have barely touched you my beautiful slut and already you are primed.”
He brings his hand out of her and spreads the wetness all over her ass cheeks, kneading with both his hands, occasionally reaching forwards to caress her tight arse with his tongue. She moans softly as his tongue reaches inside, opening her up. He leans back again, admiring her pussy, his fingers opening up the inner labia, exploring every part of her, dipping inside and circling her clit.
“Do you realise how beautiful you look my love?” He asks her, she doesn’t reply but her face, buried in the pillows is glowing with embarrassment, she doesn’t think she would look beautiful from that angle at all, but she knows better than to contradict.
His fingers play around her arse as he talks about how nice and tight it is, how he loves to fuck her there, how much she turns him on by just the sight of her kneeling there with her ass in the air. He reaches to the side of him and lifts a ready lubed but plug, he smiles as he continues to tell her exactly how turned on he is as he slides the but plug home.
“Do you know how beautiful it is to see you take this plug, to see it disappear inside you, how exciting it is to be able to fuck you with my fingers,” at this he plunges his fingers inside her pussy and bending them forwards slightly he vibrates his arm, rubbing her g-spot as he talks, “Do you know how good it feels my slut, to see this plug moving as I fuck you with my hand? To feel the plug against my fingers as I fuck your pussy.”
Her moans have increased so much that she can barely hear him, but it is not his words that matter it is the tone of compliment, it is the fact that he is loving doing this to her, that he is enjoying every second of what he is doing that really increases the pleasure. Even without this though his fingers are touching all the right places inside her, she rocks back hard against his hand.
“Do you want to cum my little slut?” He asks, “Do you want me to let you cum right now?”
