SCscott's Blog

We final met, after so long and so many concerns, a quiet drive and coffee, sitting at a little cafe and talking, getting to know one another with soft talk and gradually easing closer, our hands brushing occasionally and the ease and comfort of both of us, plain to the other. You are nervous but finding yourself melting with arousal and need, the physical proximity of me finding you just as eager as you found when talking on the phone or chat. We slowly mix and lean close, our words dancing in our breaths as they flow between us and after a couple of hours I take your hand in mind gently and whisper.

"Shall we call it a day? And I will head back south?"

You blush nervously and whisper back "Can't you stay?..." a soft nervous voice "Stay and show me all you promised?" You blush deeper and look down, avoiding my eyes as if fearing my answer.

Lifting your face to mine with one hand, I nod and signal to the waitress, After paying and walking slowly back to the cars we kiss softly for the first time and you melt into my chest. I promise to follow and wait five minutes before knocking, we then head home to your house, both nervous yet excited. As I wait until the time has passed, unknownst to me you had already organised for the house to be empty. I knock on the door and wait, shortly it opens revealing you in the tiny little bustier, skirt and petticoat of your costume, a small moan escapes my lips as I gaze at your beauty with obvious need. Your gorgeous legs encased in the black stockings and drawing my eyes to the little strip of bare flesh above the garter and below the hem of your skirt.

I step inside and taking your wrist in mine I smile and lean in close, brushing my lips over your cheek and whispering for you to take me to your room. You lead the way down the hall and into your bedroom, closing the door behind us, I walk slowly over to the bed, guiding you beside until I sit and then with you standing demurely between my legs, I aloow my hands to slide over your stocking encased thighs, cliding upwards to the bare skin above ,stroking and carressing and gently rising beneath your skirt, grinning as I find no sign of any further material and your soft, silky skin is available to my exploring fingertips. Tracing my fingers up under your skirt andteasing the edges of your hip bones, gliding along the ridges of your pelvis and dipping inwards, smiling softly as I enjoy the slow massages of my fingers upon your flesh.

As I whisper to you, guiding you, drawing you deeper into a willing space of submission, I take you down across my lap, arcing your back and forcing your bum to sit prettily upon my lap, the hard bar of my erection pressing up into your abdomen as you feel my equal arousal at your position, my hands flip up the short skirt and expose your round pert buttocks, sliding my hands across your cheeks, kneading your flesh, I continue to whisper, "Good girl, my little naughty slut, moaning at the thought of being spanked and disciplined and used" My voice is deep and … drawing more and more of the submissive in you to the fore and when I ask if you think you deserve to be spanked, you nod nervously but eagerly.

My hand smacks down suddenly on your left cheek, the sting and shock bringing first a yelp and then a moan from your gasping lips, I rub at the warmed impactpoint, spreading the sensation over your ass cheek, then my hand raises again and comes down with equal force on the right side of your ass, fresh and louder moans making my cock twitch against your belly and you wiggle your buttocks higher, subconsciously seeking more, moaning and gasping with desire as my hand once more rains down on each cheek. The following massages acting both to sooth and tease, preventing you from understanding or reading a rythmn to my blows, each one a shock and surprise, bringing yelps of enjoyment as you feel your pussy flowing with arousal and need, your breath quickening and the low guttural groans coming from your sweet lips only encouraging me to continue.

After some time I slide my fingers between your naked buttocks, down over the little puckered opening of your ass, tickling it gently and making you wiggle, before my hand slips lower and feeling the dampness of your slit I smile, spreading it back and forth, up and down, causing your nether lips to open to my touch like a spring flower. Siling I ease you from my lap, slipping your body off my legs and leaving you in a position of kneeling subservience as I unbutton my torusers and sexpose my erection to your hungry gaze, reaching out to take your head with both hands, I draw your face forward, your mouth edging closer and closer to my throbbing shaft, the helmut, purple and round and glistening with precum as your tounge licks out and your succulent lips envelope my length, eager swallowing my shaft between your lips and allowing your tongue to taste my cock while your nose enhales the musky, manly odur of my body and my arousal.

Moaning as your mouth encompases me, my hands tighten around your ears, forcing you up and down gently, allowing mostly your own movements to dictate your actions, but still offer guidence and control to aid in your state of mind and preparing your further for the plans I have to come. My cock throbs and jumps within your warm, wet mouth, your gliding tongue finding every curve and ridge of the long, thick length that pushes deeper into your throat with every thrust of your head downwards, I groan deeply and whisper to you that if you continue I will cum in your mouth, this only serves to increase your fervour and you attack my length with renewed energy, seeking nothing more then to feel my hot, gooey, salty seed splashing down your throat...